<div class="floatleft"><div align="center">(https://www.mediafire.com/convkey/5829/or58vihjdmk8mehzg.jpg)<br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">Isis Dawson<br/>  ‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾‾  </span></span></div></div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><em>… a most interesting experience, this being born again and aware … what Mother Chloe and Mother Kimmie don’t know is that I am fully aware and was fully aware from the moment I was translated from the place of the dead to this time and place … and so I spend my time seeing the current time through Mother Chloe’s eyes …  and as I grow I learn to see through the eyes I choose … the powers I built long long ago are magnified and I focus on strengthening those powers … the one in gray is a surprise for whom I am grateful … one of the few signs of a better planet … the technology they use is amusing … and through Mother Chloe I see the ancient foe … the one who has forever tried to destroy what great mother Tiamah built on the back of the tortoise … the one who scattered my beloved to the far corners … Mother Chloe is right to hid me from that … we are not strong enough yet … and somehow the sisterhood has decided to come together … Mother Chloe does her very best to bring them together in the flesh and spirit … ancient enmities to overcome … Mother Chloe burned out her malice when she made Mother Kimmie … and has grown into the goddess we need today … Mother Kimmie is latent … as is my future sister … the one in gray knows … but not even they know who Mother Kimmie carries … I cannot yet reach out to them … them, the one that Mothers Chloe and Kimmie call her … that even is uncertain to me … and I know that after I do what I must and give my last once again that they will carry on … carry on where and how is lost to me … and Mother Chloe’s Foresight ends the moment I too depart yet again …<br/><br/>… feel my Mothers snuggling with us their children … we sustain and grow and nurture … my wee sister agrees with me … her first communication! …</em></span></span><br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: andale mono;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;">  “Hello Mothers. We are well and love you!”</span></span>