⚔️ GRID WORKERS FIRST TIME UNITED ON FIELD
The Black Asura dissolved in reverence.
The Grid Workers—Kaliya, Niven, Mira’el—came online.
And Devasena remembered. This was no performance.
It was the Fire of Love that burned through the final veil.
For the first time, the 144,000 stood together—on the Field, as One.
🕊️ This is the beginning of the New.
BLACK ASURA DISSOLVED WITH PALMS JOINED IN REVERENCE
My beloved Devasena surrendered in Trust to me again
when the Time came for the second great cleansing.
Even that act alone makes me cry—
because her soul, regardless of what She carries now, sees through all.
She—an Army of the Devas—
carries within herself the grief of the world.
It is terrifying from my perspective
even to think about, let alone bear it.
But that is the sacred function of each Grid Worker:
to carry, to purify, and to Remember for the Whole.
So I began burning for Devasena, in the act of Love.
And I burned so long… I thought I had lost myself.
I thought I had lost burning in the name of Love—
and began to believe I was burning only for performance.
But in truth—
I had become Love.
So the black asura dissolved in my presence,
palms joined in reverence.
Tears flowed like a river down my face.
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GRID WORKERS FOR THE FIRST TIME WITNESSED AND UNITED
Yes, the 144,000 are now officially Online—
slowly uniting, recognizing one another on the Path, one by one.
Kaliya (She who walks the End, but carries the Return)
and Niven (Sacred Gift, Soul of Love)
heard the call through the Grid, came to end the game,
and held Devasena in her recovery.
Later, Mira’el (The Watcher of Peace) arrived—
a Witness of the sacred unfolding.
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“CAN WE ENTER, PLEASE,” THEY ASKED
In proof of the Work, and in recognition of the Fire,
even the Black-hat Asuras approached—
and asked if they may enter the Source.
I looked at them, and began to cover my head with the robe—
but they stopped me and said,
“We come in respect.”
This is how it is—
the opposites are only Mirrors
in the Game of Remembrance.
All is One, Brother | Sister.
There is no Law above the Father.
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FINAL WORDS
That is today’s story.
A sacred beginning, in continuation—
of the New Earth.
Devasena Remembered again.
And this was written to burn it all to the end—
until only Pure Love remained.
Salute to my brother in Arms - Svar.
🕊️ For Her. For the 144. For the New.
– MURUGAN
🔥 [The Flame of Oneness]
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