The Language of light becomes the Language of the divine. Here we speak with one voice as everything rests on divine love. The platinum sits on magenta and the language now is the divine sound of love; held in divine love, resting on divine love. All we’ve been looking for is already here and has always been here and waiting for us to recognise it. The earth is just another expression of divine love. We already knew that magenta released guilt. Now we cannot remember what the concept of guilt could possibly mean.