I ask if Turkll thinks the millennium will bring destruction.
"I certainly hope so!" he gushes. "Like it's working now? People say it's falling down, it's all coming to ruin. I say, yeah, good. Did you want to save any part of it?"
We decide to play word association.
"No. I was thinking of Nancy Reagan saying, 'Just say no.'"
I ask Turkll what he thinks of me.
"I think you're listening and that you're intrigued and generally your life does not support this."
I ask for spiritual advice.
"You have around you a great deal of beings that are very much associated with what I would call inner-Earth beings. I will give you some general characteristic. They are beings that know how to manifest, they are beings that understand form and they understand honoring form and structure and how that is a place for Spirit to operate from. And it's important that you know that about you because sometimes you get frustrated with that part. Even if you are making obstacles for yourself, perfect! Nobody can do it better than you. Celebrate that!"
All Hitler got was "embrace."
Finally, as we bid Turkll adieu, Marilyn returns, seemingly unaware of what has transpired. But what has transpired? I don't know; after all, my life does not support this. That hardly matters, as Twintreess tell me their work, their Festival, has the backing of all plant life.
"Most of all, they tell us messages of affirmation," says Thomas. "They say, 'We support all that you are, and we invite you to co-create with us. The Earth is an amazing place and we know you are unlimited.'"
And that, of course, includes all of you out there who are making this whole thing possible. You--the Little People.
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