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Overflow

An invasion of abundance.


A flowing over the boundary.


An exceeding of the intended limit.


A breaking of containment.


Beyond your capacity.


More than you can carry.


More and more. More multiplied. The multiplication of more.


More than you expect.


Exceeding your limitations.


Beyond your limit.


In the place that flows, an overflow.


Pouring over the edge.


Over the edge of your boundary line.


Breaking into.


An invasion of abundance.


An environmental shift.


A shift in the environment.


A break in the weather.


A overgrowth in the desert place.


The big wet in the dry place.


For I am sending forth my seed.


For it goes forth from my hand.


It grows from your hand.


It sprouts in your hand before it hits the soil.


It bursts forth from the dry ground.


It flows organically from the least likely place.


Like a swarm it comes upon you.


Carried by me, by an unexpected means.


Like an ant carrying my seed, so many and so many, an abundance of so many.


A possession of this land.


An invasion of this land.


For I have marked each spot.


The ant digs a place for each seed, with space for more.


Above the ground I am sending the bees to rain down the honey.


In the water my promise shines, each drop a sign of the fulfilment of the promise.


Then more and more seed from my seed carriers.


Feathers falling from the sky carrying my seed.


Whilst each has been given a measure of seed, I am giving more than they can contain.


Beyond the ability to contain.


You see the ground covered by ants carrying seed and then these bombs of seed landing in the ground to give more than the planned capacity, more than the expected outcome.


You see the bees dropping honey from the sky like rain. But then a huge spout from a jug pouring honey onto the ground so that there is more than was planned and more than what was expected.


And you see the multitude standing there with their small cups hoping to just have their cups filled. But then a huge outpouring from above that drenches them entirely, and continues to flow beyond the limit.


Spread out. Beyond the boundary.


For I have broken through.


You ask for an open door.


You see the work of my hands.


For the giant door lays broken before your feet as you advance.


For I have set before you an open door that no one can shut.



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