For the sun rises with scorching heat and dries up the meadow; the petal of the flower falls off and its beauty is lost forever. James 1:11 As the light of truth is born in the darkness, the false bearer of light rises over the city of peace with scorching heat. With heat as intense as the sun, everything in the path of the evil one will vanish into smoke. The beauty will disappear and love will vanish from the face of Gaia. Will the child of light complete her mission before the sun's scorching heat destroys her city? Three women . . . Three prophets . . . Three ages. . . The spirit is like an eternal fire that burns within each of us. The greater the spirit the brighter the fire will burn. It's a fire that will never be extinguished. This raging fire inside wants nothing more than to be released to freedom. As the flesh is aging and slowly dying, the fire within grows cold. The prophets of the One must let their light shine to a hopeless world driven into the dark. Fire is life. Fire is light. Fire is truth.