Torcelli’s light continued to shine, as the wolf continued to howl. Torcelli stood frozen for the first time. The sound of the wolf’s howling was puzzling. Wolf’s always howled at Angels in waiting. The light called upon them to do so. It was what kept the balance of seeking and finding and yet, Torcelli still frozen knew that the seeking was not upon the wolf but upon the sheep and in this awareness the wolf moved into the light that is Torcelli and leaped into her arms not for comfort but for fear. Torcelli knew this and calling upon the will as angels in waiting know of Torcelli set the wolf upon the souls already spirited beyond, figuring that in doing this, it would be the lesser to restore what was left of the balance until the mergence of the human and Jurist was un-done.

“Tis a season in time set upon thee Torcelli. Was’t thy choice for the greater or, the lesser?”

Torcelli turned around to see David.

“David thou knowest it is not upon me but the will. It was’t given unto me and to all, together the lesser shalt become unto the beginning. Should not the greater be sought?”

David looked upwards and pointed his index finger to the east.

“It is where it began. It is where it shall have no ending. Perhaps what thou hath done is for the greater and upon it, the east and then David lifted his other hand and pointed his index finger to the west. “Shall it be met with…”

And then the light in the sky rose, and David continued:

“It is in this light that all shall in-sue. It is the light that shall remain the greater. It is always what is to be met.”

Torcelli spoke, “It chaseth all that is upon it..doth it not!”

“It doth.” David continued. “Thou knowest this.”

Torcelli responded. “Then gift upon gift floweth through humankind why now?”

David put his hand on Torcelli’s shoulders and ran his fingers through Torcelli’s golden brown hair.

“This question it has been through the commonality. I bless thee for thy humanity as it weakens the commonality it strengthens the Will. The question that thou asketh thou knowest. Persist it not but be gone unto thy work, for the time remains upon us all. It is what we know. It is what the humankind suspect.”

“David.” Torcelli spoke: “Dost thou see’th  which way I go’eth for with the mergence I see not.”

“Then close thine eyes and be led and trust in all and trust in one.”

Torcelli closed her eyes, and as her wings enveloped her body, David continued to speak.

“Let wisdom also be thy guide.”

David levitated himself up higher, wings at full expansion acutely aware of the fact that Torcelli had disappeared and that she did not shimmer as it is unto angels in waiting to do.

David clasped his hands and closed his eyes and said:

“I separate not myself from thee. I knoweth of the time, that it is in the passing for each hour of time that passeth through us, it is given back ten fold.”

“Thou whisper’eth into the wind it is heard.”

It was a voice, not a figure, yet it was familiar to David.

“Raphael I know that my words were meant to be heard. It is why I speaketh unto the wind to detail.”

“It is done.” The voice said.

“So let it be done,” David responded.

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“I must be losing my mind he thought to himself. Where the hell am I?” He knew that it didn’t look like he was in his apartment. There appeared to be clouds and mist all around him and he couldn’t figure out what if anything he was standing on. He felt remnants of days gone by and he wasn’t sure why he felt that or what it meant.

Phillip noticed a light to the left of him appearing to open up in the mist. He thought to himself – “I must be dead!” He didn’t feel led to walk into the light that appeared before him. He had heard stories of people with near death experiences and how they were led to walk into the light, yet there was no compulsion for him to do so, but he figured what the hell.

“Well, here I go.” He said allowed as if he expected someone to hear him.

“Where doth thou go’eth?” A voice said.

He responded without even questioning the voice that spoke to him.

“Into the light.”

“For thee to return unto the light thou must be spirited away. It is in the quickening of the souls and not in thine own will. The light is not set upon thee yet. Stand fast Phillip!”

Phillip thought to himself – “Boy have I done it now! No light! Then I must be going to hell!”

“Then where am I to go?” He asked.

The voice laughed.

“Clear thy thoughts. Was’t not the finite of thy mind, with it increaseth a vision of things not known to mortal minds but implanted there find this; Awake the mind of your soul. For I say again to thee, it is planted there and in the offering, all shall be revealed.

Phillip stood still deep in thought for a moment and in that brief moment he allowed himself to breathe, just breathe and one thought kept repeating — “It is set upon you to receive.”

And the voice replied to his thought.

“I have come for you to see what it is that I am. For it is I am that you know.”

“Jurist!!! Your name is Jurist! But how do I know your name and who are you?”

“Wisdom has come to thee and the time now is upon us both.”

Phillip Shouts.

“I need to see who it is the whose name that I somehow know and what are you? Show yourself to me!”

“Shalt the mortals in thought provoked, be only carried on wings to gather there, to only toucheth that which they already know!”

“What?” Phillip said.

“I speaketh so that you may under-standeth. Listen not only to the words but follow their path and unto thee, all will be made known. Thou knowest that my name is Jurist. This is already made wise unto thee. Now set upon thyself a whisper, set inside thy heart and answer it unto thine own spirit and see who it is that I am.”

“Your speech it should sound strange to me yet you speak and I understand every word that you say but you also speak in a language of thought and expression…”

Jurist interrupted.

“And yet unto every word a light!. It becomes wisdom unto thee already spoken.”

“I am not dead. I am in my bathroom. I passed out didn’t I!!”

Phillip didn’t wait for an answer he knew and felt that it was true.

Jurist spoke: It is unlike this that ye do not know. For everything I say ye will know it to be so. Everything shall be as if ye didn’t know but like your very soul set it free, for it doth know upon the foundation that is you.”

Phillip breathed in deeply as he put his hand to his chin:

“We are one! You made me feel. You are the special good feelings, that extra step in my walk. The reason why I saw..” He hesitated. “The reason why I know… Jurist an angel, the speaker of one the voice of all.”