Another one of my visions...

The three Fathers...

I begin to meditate, feet flat on the floor, arms on each side,
Eastern music play soft in the back ground...crystal in front
of me, a golden candle that burns with gentle flame and myrrh
in scents that fill's the air. I close my eyes and begin to take
deep slow breath...on every breath, I tell myself to let go, to
release all. I feel the cat that rubs up against my legs and I tell
myself to let go...let all slip away...no sooner I clear my thoughts
the Cockatoo begins to scream! I keep telling my self,let go...let
go of it all...peace begins...

Flashes of faces and eyes...then an image, became stronger. It was
of an old man, but not just any old man, he was as "king" as "pharaoh"
sitting on his thrown! Sitting as I am! I feel that he is meditating.
I can almost hear and smell of what surrounds...at that moment, I can
feel bands of gold around my wrist and arms...skin that is bear, sandals
on my feet.I feel him wanting to tell me something? Then all at once,
the vision change...!

I see a full moon, with stars in the sky, and then...another old man appear. Long white hair, with eyes of watery blue, sitting with his staff. I feel him looking at me, trying to tell me, show me...?
No more then a blink, the other old man was beside him, but in his own
place, like one world spilt in half, two different times together...
and then it hit me! We were of the same...at that exact moment, we
were one! They were me as I was them. Time had no time, time had come
together...!

At that moment, we each had a tear in our eye...the tree fathers have
come together again...! I can feel that another message was going to come to me. A vision of a human face, but this face was not like the others, this face had no eyes, and no skin color...
Then all three of us spock the exact same words;

This one who comes...will not see
This one who comes...shall not bleed
This one who comes...shall take with greed
This one who comes...will never plant a seed

No more then we said those words, I came back, and, then my eyes open...
At first I did not know what it all meant...but I do know that eyes are
the windows to the soul...! Was this someone human...?
Or is it something that we created?
This one who comes...?