I was daydreaming and trying to do a pathworking with Buer, one of the Goetic physicians.
Then this young lady with dark shoulder length hair kept interrupting in my vision. She looked like she was in her early twenties, but gave off a much more mature, professional vibe. She was not remarkably pretty, but not unattractive. She seemed plain. She actually reminded of the several female journalists on TV.
She was professionally dressed in a business suit that constantly changed colors. From indigo to lime green and yellow. She also had on a pendant of a ball with unusual spikes. I knew from graphics I saw that this was the shape of the COVID-19 virus. She introduced herself as Corona.
Q. Who are you? I was trying to speak to Doctor Buer.
A. I am Corona. I did not mean to interrupt, but I must talk to you.
Q. Stay away from me! You are the one who is killing humanity.
A. If I wanted to kill you, you’d already be dead, sir. You have asthma and sleep apnea, right?
A. You’re being spared for a reason. You will survive this and much worse after me.
Q. What do you want from me?
A. Pass on a few things to those at BALG that will understand.
Q. I will do my best.
A. You say that I am destroying humanity. You’re all doing a good enough job of that killing yourselves. Changing the climate, burning your forests, and polluting your oceans. You have wars over petty disputes.
Q. I can’t be political…
A. This isn’t about politics! It’s about humanity waking up to its potential. I’m just a tool. A “pause button”, so to speak. To get you humans to slow down.
Q. Were you created in a laboratory? Are you from China?
A. Does it matter? I am one of a group of viruses that have existed for a long time. Then humanity started experimenting. Genetic engineering you call it. Then some of you decided to release me into society. We are weapons, then you get angry when we don’t perform the way you want us to.
Q. What do you want us to know?
A. I apologize for making people sick and killing people. That’s what I’m here to do.
Viruses are just essentially pieces of data that have no life until they attach to a living cell. Aren’t thoughtforms, servitors and egregores similar? This is the lesson that Corona is trying to teach us in her smart-ass, abrasive way.
As usual, it is up to you to confirm if this comes from where I say it comes from and if it speaks to you personally.