“Behold That Man is like the Lyre and I dart like the Plectrum, the Man Sleeps and I AM AWAKE” - Montanus of Phrygia

Tuesday, September 15, 2026

*Telestial Heaven*



We Didn't Make It To Helheim.

We Were Deemed Not Worthy.

The Excluded Four.

Denied Theosis.







       We Dwell in a State of Bardo in between                                     incarnations. 

        At the edge of a primeval pine forest; on                                      the lakeside.

          Between light twilight and dark twilight. 

                          The Moon is our Sun. 


                    We make the best of it.


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*Images generated by Opera AI and Llama AI (META) with parameters set by Andrew Nicolas Moran. September 2026.*