We Are the Universe Remembering Itself: A Soul Transmission for the Age of Awakening
by Moshood Raji
From the moment of birth, the veil descends.
We are fed illusions: that worth must be earned, that truth is external, that the soul is secondary to survival.
These are not your truths.
Alan Watts said: “The meaning of life is just to be alive... and yet everyone rushes around as if it were necessary to achieve something beyond themselves.”
We were not born to obey false gods of fear, profit, and performance. We came to see through the lies and offer the world a higher octave of reality.
Beloved traveler of stardust and spirit. You are not merely flesh and name. You are not simply a life lived in linear time. You are the very breath of the Cosmos, folded into form. You are the echo of galaxies, dreaming in skin, remembering.
This message is not new. It is ancient. Etched into the silence between your thoughts. You have heard it in dreams, in the stillness, in the ache that says, “There must be more.”
There is more. You are more.
You are the Universe seeing through your eyes, feeling through your heart, healing through your story. And now, in this pivotal age, you are being summoned. Not to conform, but to awaken. Not to please, but to remember.
Let us walk deeper into the knowing.
Each soul is a prism, a unique angle of Light refracting the Infinite.
We are the Universe, folded in layers of DNA and destiny, dreaming itself in billions of expressions.
Rumi wrote: “You are not a drop in the ocean. You are the entire ocean in a drop.”
There is no separation. Only variation. Each version, each life, holds a sacred frequency, a purpose encoded like starlight within our bones.
You are not an accident. You are an axis.
Every soul has a signature.
Yours is written in Light.
Your desires, wounds, and dreams are all threads in a divine tapestry that only you can complete.
Carl Jung taught: "The privilege of a lifetime is to become who you truly are."
You are not here to mimic another soul’s path. You are here to embody your own divine encoding. To burn with the fire of remembrance. To offer a truth that only you can speak.
To awaken is not to escape.
It is to return and re-enter the world with a new vision.
The sleeping ones are not your enemies. They are echoes of you before the flame was lit.
The awakened ones are the torchbearers. The ones who speak even when trembling. Those who see beyond the surface. Who pierce through illusion not with anger, but with Light.
Yeshua whispered: "You shall know the truth, and the truth shall set you free."
Freedom is not comfort. It is clarity.
To speak the truth is an act of rebellion in a world built on illusion.
But you did not come here to be silent.
You came to rattle cages. To open eyes. To plant seeds in forgotten soil.
Your voice is medicine. Your presence is prophecy.
You are not here to fit in.
You are here to resurrect remembrance.
Close your eyes. Place your hand over your heart.
Whisper: “I remember who I am. I remember why I came.”
Visualize a golden flame in your chest. Let it expand with each breath.
Repeat each morning:
“I am the Universe in motion.
I disrupt falsehood with Light.
I am here to awaken the world through truth.”
Spend 1 hour in complete silence. No phones. No distractions.
Let the silence become your teacher.
You are not lost.
You are not broken.
You are remembering.
You are the Universe peering into its own eyes.
The ancient flame, reignited in human form.
You are the Truth that cracks the shell of illusion.
The Light that wakes the world.
Rise now.
Speak now.
Shine now.
The sleeping ones await your voice.
And the stars are watching.