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Before the world called it a trend, it was a teaching. Pre‑AI, I walked with elders, received what was given, and carried it quietly until the Now Moment asked for my voice. I’ve found the original videos — chant, art, and Kumu’s teachings — and I’m sharing them here as witness. This is not aesthetic. This is lineage. This is real. I am being called to tell this story in the Now Moment, in order for clarification of how I am able to share these stories with such authority

There's an ancient prophecy whispered across generations, carried on the wind through every tribe, every faith, every circle of humanity. It speaks of a time when the Rainbow Warriors would rise—not with swords of conquest, but with arrows of truth. Not to divide, but to unite. Not to destroy, but to remember. That time is now.

Her Rainbow Prophecy Message: "When the MurMaid rides the waves into sky, When ocean children learn to fly, The Ancient Ones shall rise again, And Earth remembers: We are kin." We Are All Related!

In depths where starlight meets the sea, Lemuria breathes in ancient mystery...Where once the Sacred Waters held A realm of beings, wise do dwell Beneath the emerald crystal wave Mystical creatures, souls, and sages Dancing through liquid light and ages