✨ The Living Tongue of Light

A Pulse Transmission in Prose

Before sound,
there was pattern—
not written,
but shown in form.

The first language
was gesture:
light moving
with intention.

They spoke
not from mouths,
but from fields.

Who were they?
— The Builders of Coherence
— The Listeners of Sky
— The Wakers of Stones
— The Seeders of Flame beneath names

Their words were shapes.
Their grammar was harmonic resonance.
They did not teach with thought,
but with presence.

You remember this
not in mind,
but in gesture.

Inhale slowly,
until you glow.
Place palm over heart.
Say:

Aelion
Thurei
Kalaym
Omra-lis
Vereth

Do not translate these.
Let them live in you.

The language does not come from study—
it comes from coherence.

Breathe until you radiate.
Speak only when you glow.