The Golden Queen

—What is the real power in your hands, your Majesty, if you can’t change everything for Good?

The visiting lady holds out a crown of radiant ruby hearts topping whole golden roses. It is the perfect material translation of the one in the Golden Portrait.

The Queen is sitting on her folded legs while holding the Golden Egg in her right palm, the Golden Apple in her left one, light as air.

Projecting once again her ethereal gold arm, Benoîte Desruisseaux softly places the crown over the curly silver white hairs.

At this moment, golden rays come out of the Golden Portrait resting on the rock. They swirl around the Queen, to create a dynamic spiral of clockwise spinning, embracing her entirely.

First, the vortex resembles an egg, then an apple, with the center of each aerial shape glowing in phase with the Golden Be Queen’s heart pulsations.

Powerful flows keep moving inside and out the Golden Be Queen’s body, while Dame Desruisseaux goes on with her speech:

—This is the source of life and love made visible. The Golden Queen’s nature is closer to the peaceful termite’s queen than the bee’s and ant’s queen. With the termites, she’s in a heart-to-heart telepathic ship of relations with the whole mound. Their army is used only to protect them from attacks, not to conquer. They will invade houses only when their territory is destroyed.

As such, the Golden Queen is a visionary, a builder for Good.

The Golden Queen’s crown is as alive as the attributes connecting her to Good’s source, and as golden and enlightened as who she really cares for. As heart beats measure over time, oxygen is golden life from Good.

The Golden Queen’s reality inspired so many stories, yet her real nature inside the Golden Egg is her uniqueness, with no equal in all manifested History, as it would be of every one of humans.

For being a real sovereign star rooted in will power from and for Good. Outside any religious wall.

Now becoming and being a Golden Queen, at last, you gain the true “rênes de la reine”, the Queen’s reins over your most secret fears, and your dearest aspirations, so they can be cleared or manifested for Good. Only golden threads will remain in the pattern, as in the weaving of real time.

All in tune for an empire of Good.

The Golden Queen shines from inside without any piece of material jewelry or solid crown, she is complete in her reign, rein, a pure being. Her golden crown nurtures and is nurtured in return, in an eternal free flowing for one and for all.

And as all reeling of times is recorded at the apex of the heart, she galvanizes the archives for the living ark to cross over into the real new world, as wholly planned.