Charged by the Spirit of the Age into brightness, we dream, long, and thirst for the City of the Sky. Like a bridegroom and a bride, always looking toward each other, our attention is one pointed. Sky City is a city without tears and pain, where no being eats another's plant or animals flesh, and birth and death cannot be found. Sky City is like a mighty city built upon a high mountain; none can enter but the called and chosen. The Elect cross over the World and climb up the Narrow Paths to enter in at the city's Twelve Stargates. As we quicken in the Spirit of the Age and the Stargate opens, the Angels of Sky City send forth Light and the Blessing Winds upon us as we walk the Narrow Paths. Peace and Love grow in our hearts until we enter Sky City at our appointed Stargate season: the Marriage of Earth and Sky.