Realidad
agosto 19, 2017


A través de la vida he visto que muchos no quieren la verdad, y ya en este presente, deprimente saber que es la inmensa mayoría. La gente prefiere seguir esclava de violadores que arruinan su vida hasta terminar asesinada sin parecerlo. ¿…No es pavoroso…servir a tu verdugo?

Yo escribo sólo la realidad, experiencias propias crudas y hasta alguna cómica, realidad en la que interactúan directamente miles de personas de toda la Tierra, y también del Cielo, y Dios sabe, que yo sólo estoy aquí por amor; además… nadie puede matar la verdad y el amor, la verdad ha de ser para el que la quiere o el que la oculta, incluidos, los adversarios del amor. Todo está interconectado, nada es por casualidad, todos intervenimos en una misma historia, la historia de la Tierra. Sobreviví y al fin conseguí  ver toda la verdad, si algo fundamental me falta… de nuevo ha de llegar otra señal Celestial, quizás, no para mí sola.

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CROSS THE STRIPE
junio 26, 2017


Good Morning. Today, June 26, 2017, I begin to hang by installments my first published book: CRUZA LA RAYA, so that the whole world may have knowledge of its distant past, and thus, understand our present, and fulfill the purpose for which it was written. CROSS THE STRIPE. It will be in English, and as I translate it myself. You can all suggest corrections, or comment on our own history; In Spanish or English, and you are in the band of victims or aggressors.

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Buenos días. Hoy, 26 de junio de 2017, empiezo a colgar por entregas mi primer libro publicado: CRUZA LA RAYA, para que todo el mundo tenga conocimiento de su pasado, lejano, y así, entender nuestro presente, y cumpla la finalidad para cual fue escrito. CROSS THE STRIPE. Será en inglés y según yo misma vaya traduciendo. Todos podéis sugerir correcciones, o hacer comentarios sobre nuestra propia historia; en español o en inglés y estéis en el bando de víctimas o de agresores.

Installment 1:

CROSS THE STRIPE

María del Rosario Cordero Tesón

CROSS THE STRIPE

Book description

CROSS THE STRIPE, is the testimony of a part of the history of this world, veiled, with a tragic outcome, although it is only the continuation of other previous dramatic events that have marked the journey to our time, and causing the disorientation that plagues the beings of the Earth that we have all inhabited, for thousands of years.

To cross the stripe means to connect with the inner world, with dreams, with all the sciences, with the conscience, with the ingenuity always in search of knowledge, with our personal microcosm, with the world, and with the whole. Already almost expressed in the title, to cross the stripe is to dare to know the reality, the space-time dimension, the past the present and future, to know oneself, the own history lived in this world, as I myself do in this personal journey in search of answers, by a road in which the stone only lack to scream; the sound of the voice itself has color and form, and the mind through the spirit, moves blocks of tons of weight. It is a solitary journey and full of enigmas until arriving to meet with sages who instruct the human beings to live in peace, without using the brute force; They plan, and build with their followers structures where all the pieces form a single edification, and they work the stone masterfully with all the universal sciences, for the new race, the beings of our time: for us.

The past and the future are mixed and at the same time they are defined in this history that evidences other dimensions and suggests a reconsideration, because our present would not exist without our past, and that past that presents the history was carved in stone, as transmitter of knowledge for the humans of our time, and today, we can see the ruins of the site that describes the story, in Tiahuanaco, where events occur, 17,000 years ago. There is exposed the truth still visible despite the immense damage suffered. But we must also look at these works with the eyes of the heart, as the life itself, to understand the depth of its meaning.

And we must now complete the story by discovering the meaning of the masterly constructions set up all over the earth, with the truth that the spiritual sages left in them to awaken in us the knowledge of ancestral and cosmic science. Although the destroyers still continue to tarnish with lies those works that they could not eliminate, and in many cases, usurp the authorship of these unequaled buildings with unsustainable arguments.

Cross the line, it is a story of reality with a background full of love and hope, without a single phrase of fiction.

God knows that love has a vicious and ruthless rival, and that love will be the only ultimate winner in the long and dramatic history of planet Earth.

 

Table of Contents

CROSS THE STRIPE ______________________

Book Description ____________________ 5

Dedication ___________________________ 7

Quotes ________________________________ 8

SPACE-TIME AND DREAM ____________ 9

INITIATION PREPARATIONS ________ 11

THE JOURNEY ____________________________ 12

THE DOOR __________________________ 17

THE ROAD __________________________ 22

THE STAIRCASE ________________________ 26

THE GREAT MOUND _________________ 30

THE WISE ____________________________ 38

THOUSAND NAMES _______________________ 43

SHIRLEY’S TESTIMONY ___________ 50

A LIGHT RISES IN THE PENUMBRA __ 60

THE WISE OF THE SWEET SMILE ______ 72

MACABRE RAIN OF STARS _______ 77

Notes ________________________________ 85

Added note for this publication on Amazon___ 86

Todos los derechos reservados sobre este escrito María del Rosario Cordero Tesón -escrito copyright ©®©®

Y ahora directa al lodazal
abril 3, 2017


Recuperaba la salud de un envenenamiento mientras escribía y a mi memoria regresaba, como por cuentagotas a veces y otras a bocajarro, con la realidad vivida, y con la interacción de gentes de toda la Tierra… y alguna del Cielo.

Pincha en la portada y lee, gratis, historia contemporánea y fundamental para tu propio presente y futuro.

El lodazal se fue haciendo más denso; con mi mente hecha polvo por las drogas sintéticas de diseño específico que los enemigos del amor me endosaron, antes y después, de que Michael viniese a avisarme de que ellos, lo querían matar.

Quizás antes de nacer ya me hice estas preguntas: ¿quién soy yo, de dónde vengo y para qué estoy aquí?

A veces cada respuesta trae una nueva incógnita, que parece imposible de resolución, pero todas y cada una de las preguntas llegan a tener respuesta si mantienes la esperanza de encontrar la verdad, y con la verdad, siempre llegan los buenos y el amor se hace visible.

 

WHO ARE THE CHILDREN AND THE WORLD, AND WHO ARE THEY?
enero 28, 2015


Does it matter one year up or down? … Have past since many years, but still, not Michael Jackson fans even know, who, we are children, or who are the world, and not, fans of Michael are clear, who are THEY. Although they are the ones who profit from the work of Michael and my words, and my life, and my image.
I forgave Michael, he tells you that, in a song: I‘m So Blue, although I know that not either you may understand, in all its magnitude for yourselves.
And I had to forgive back to Michael, after being killed, because work and suffering of Michael and mine for 30 years, has come to serve the opposite purpose for which it was conceived.
And very importantly it seems that nobody cares, why Michael recorded “We Are the World” with the glove, white?914703342_341
I think that people are dazzled with the sparkle.

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And here I am, with my hat, which Michael later appropriated, years later he would send me a glove, the left hand.
Until not make the truth your own flag, you will continue to be slaves of your own predator. You will find the path of truth when ye would ask humbly from your inner self.
The truth is the way of love.

Thank God – Gracias Dios
marzo 1, 2014


Thank God

Thank you, thank you for curing me.
My body and my mind
They’re healthy
To achieve the purpose
Of my life on this earth.

Thank you God
Because without you
No longer be alive
To get to know
in body and soul
The happiness of love
And to be loved.

Your word has been my hope
Your love my blessing
In heaven and on earth
I have blessed
To finally be visible
Pure love in the world.

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Gracias Dios

 

Gracias, gracias por curarme.

Mi cuerpo y mi mente

Ya están sanos

Para alcanzar el propósito

De mi vida en esta tierra.

 

Gracias Dios mío

Porque sin ti

Ya no estaría viva

Para llegar a conocer

En cuerpo y en alma

La felicidad de amar

Y ser amada.

 

Tu palabra ha sido mi esperanza

Tu amor mi bendición

En el cielo y en la tierra

Me has bendecido

Para que al fin sea visible

Amor puro en el mundo.

We are the children & they don’t care about us! part 1/3
julio 22, 2012


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