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Throughout the ages, there has always been a recurring presence—a Great One who returns to Earth not to dominate, but to illuminate. This being does not arrive with fanfare or demand allegiance, but with quiet authority and boundless compassion. He comes when humanity begins to forget its divine origin, when the noise of the world drowns out the whisper of truth.
He is not bound by time, nor by name. Sometimes called a prophet, a teacher, a guide, or simply a friend of the soul, He walks among us to rekindle the flame of remembrance. His message is never new, yet always needed: that love is the highest law, that unity is our destiny, and that the Divine lives not in distant heavens, but in the heart of every being.
Each time He comes, He speaks in the language of the age, wears the garments of the culture, and meets us where we are. But His essence never changes. He is the reminder, the revealer of the soul.
And though many may not recognize Him, the world shifts subtly in His presence. Hearts soften. Eyes open. The truth, long buried, begins to stir.
Is he approaching the world stage? And is the hour nearer than we realize? I believe it is so.
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