Letters from 2125: After the Collapse of the Court
A transmission from our descendants, one hundred years from now, offering us guidance about the future of justice.
This letter comes from the year 2125 - one hundred years beyond the collapse we’re living through now.
It is not fiction - it’s a field transmission from a future described clearly in the stars, mapped in the deep geometry of the cosmos and etched in the planetary alignments.
What you’re about to read is part prophecy, part possibility - a glimpse of how justice itself dissolves and reforms in the coming years, how the marble halls of law fall silent, and how a new world learns to live not by punishment, but by coherence and open hearts.
This letter (and all the others in the series from the year 2125) is not a prediction - it’s an invitation from the future we can create, if we choose, from a future already humming in the bones of the present, waiting to be claimed by those willing to listen.
This is the sixth letter in the series, and it carries the secret of how justice is reborn after the collapse of the courts, how what looks like lawlessness becomes the soil for something more human, more honest, more whole. It tells of the Reckonings that ended the age of punishment, and the new practices that rose in its place: circles, sanctuaries, and a justice woven from resonance.
It’s for those who know they came now to lay the foundations for what comes next. For those who remember. For the ones who can still hear the signal through collapse.
And mostly, it’s for those who still dare to hope…..
A Message from the Future
Written in September, 2125
To the humans of 2025 - the Bridgekeepers, the Gridholders, the Soul Anchors.
Dear Ancestors,
We have been waiting to write this letter until today, because we knew that before now, you would not have been ready to hear what we have to say.
Right now you are walking through the Great Pisces Eclipse Portal. The lunar eclipse you just experienced was no regular full moon, but an activation that hastened the collapse of many of your leaders and institutions and will soon bring the systems you rely on to its knees.
We know that this is the week your Supreme Court made rulings that shocked the world, openly siding with cruelty over justice. It’s written in our history books as the turning point that spelled the beginning of the end of the court system as you know it.
The robes and the rituals will remain for a while, but collective trust is rapidly evaporating, and without trust, the law becomes little more than a performance.
We do not wish for you to be afraid, there is no need for that - from here, in our time, we assure you that this chaos you are living through clears the way for the better world we now live in. But today, we want to tell you gently, so you can be prepared: the collapse of your court system has already begun.
And this is what happens next….
The Wandering Years
The years ahead of you will feel messy, unjust, and even lawless at times. The courts will keep issuing rulings, but fewer and fewer people will listen.
Our history books remind us that in the mid to late 2020s, as the Court’s legitimacy shrank, enforcement grew harsher. Police and federal agents doubled down, but every crackdown only deepened the distrust.
States began to defy openly. Governors turned their backs on rulings they deemed corrupt. Communities stopped enforcing verdicts altogether, deciding for themselves which judgments to honor and which to discard.
The idea of a single national authority crumbled. Washington still spoke, but almost no one was listening.
Life turned inward. People gathered in smaller circles, local councils, regional networks, bound more by trust than by law.
By the mid-2030s, the Court still dressed itself in ritual robes and precedent, but everyone knew it was theatre: a hollow chamber echoing with politics, not justice. Communities that once looked to marble halls for guidance now looked to each other.
The Reckonings
In the twilight of the 2040s, the Court spoke for the last time. Not in rulings, but in revelations. We remember those years as The Reckonings.
It began as a whisper - scattered trials, leaked files, murmurs of corruption. Then the whispers grew into a chorus. Past convictions unraveled like thread pulled from rotten cloth. Judges were stripped of their masks, their loyalties laid bare. Prosecutors were revealed as fabricators, officers as enforcers of centuries-old chains.
For a brief and searing span, the marble halls became confession chambers. The gavel no longer silenced; it echoed the shame of those who once wielded it. The Court itself became the accused, its chambers museums of corruption, its rituals undone by truth.
That tide of exposure shattered the last illusion. No revolution stormed the steps, no fire consumed the building. It was simpler and more final: the Court was forsaken - not demolished, but deserted.
The robes still hung, the marble still gleamed, but the silence spoke louder than any verdict ever could.
What Comes After the Courts
When the courts fell silent, when that system finally collapsed, the void was terrifying. At first there was nothing to take its place. Disputes festered, and some communities hardened into vigilante justice, while others fell into silence. For a season, it seemed chaos had won.
But the human spirit is never content with emptiness. Out of that vacuum, something unexpected began to stir, and in the stillness after collapse, an ancient memory returned.
At first it flickered through crude machines and fragile experiments, with headsets that translated resonance and circles that measured coherence, but soon, no devices were needed. We wrote about this in a past letter, about how humanity remembered something ancient, something long lost, and began to feel again - each other’s sorrow, each other’s joy, each other’s pain - as if it were their own.
The old veil of separation dissolved. To harm another was to harm oneself. Violence echoed back into the bones of the violent. Lies rang jagged in the body. Truth resounded like a clear bell.
Slowly, clumsily, we began to gather. In kitchens, in town halls, in fields under the open night sky. Where once a judge sat in judgment, now families, elders, and neighbors bore witness. Not to punish, but to restore. Not to condemn, but to bring coherence back where it had been lost.
Over time, these circles replaced the benches. Resonance replaced cross-examination. Coherence replaced punishment. What rose from the ruins was not a court, but a circle of belonging.
And so, justice was reborn - not in marble halls, but in living rooms and sanctuaries, carried in open hearts and listening bodies.
Justice for A New World
In our world today, we remember what you have forgotten: justice is not retribution, it is repair.
When harm arises, we do not bury the wrongdoer, nor cast them into cells of silence. We bring them into sanctuaries - circles of mirrors and witnesses, where truth cannot be hidden and cruelty cannot survive the light.
Here, they are not asked for pleas or verdicts, but for an answer to one question alone: What drew you out of your soul’s alignment?
They remain not by chains, but by choice, for imbalance is agony, and when surrounded by love and clarity, the hunger for coherence grows stronger than the fear of change.
We do not measure justice by obedience but by resonance. We do not seek to punish, but to restore. To bring the song of the whole back into tune.
And so, in 2125, even the one who harms is never cast out as lost. They are held until their heart remembers its own note again. Only then do they return - not branded, but healed.
This has anchored in a peace deeper than any courtroom could grant. A justice born not of gavel strikes, but of open hearts ringing together like bells.
A Return To Coherence
Today we tell you plainly: the collapse of the courts is not the end of justice but the seed of its renewal.
We know it feels unbearable to watch the systems you trusted crumble in real time. But you are not meant to hold them up. You are meant to let them fall. Out of the ruins, something new will rise, and we, your descendants, thank you every day not for saving the old, but for daring to imagine the new.
Do not waste your life energy defending what is already collapsing. Let the buildings hollow, let the marble steps crumble. That is what clears the way.
Start gathering in circles now. You do not need permission. Sit in a room, light a candle, and let each person speak without interruption. It may feel awkward at first, but this is the seed of the justice to come.
Practice truth-telling in your families and communities. Instead of skirting conflict or hiding pain, name it. Let honesty replace silence. When lies are exposed gently, healing begins. This is how coherence grows.
Listen with your bodies as much as your ears, for truth rings clear, like a bell in the chest. Lies leave jagged edges, heavy air, a tightening in the ribs. Trust that signal - truth does not persuade, it resonates.
When harm arises, resist the reflex to punish. Ask instead: what restores alignment? Sometimes apology, sometimes repair, sometimes simple presence. Punishment seals the wound; coherence reopens it so it can be healed.
Trust your smaller bonds. As the great structures shake, lean into friends, neighbors, chosen kin. These will be your lifelines in the years ahead.
Do not fear clumsy community experiments. They will be clumsy, uneven, sometimes naive, but every circle, every word of truth, every refusal to punish is rehearsal for the world to come.
Yes, collapse will tempt you to despair, but despair is not the end. It is the compost in which courage grows.
What you are watching now is not only the collapse of a Court but the collapse of a closed heart. The world to come - the world we live in - will be built from open ones. You are not watching the end of justice - you are tending its rebirth.
We send you love and courage from a world where even the most lost have found their way home, and even the hardest hearts have opened again.
Your descendants,
in the future you made possible…
- September 2125
Want to go deeper?
Find out about the astrology behind this letter that predicts the collapse of the Court & rise of a new justice. [Step into the Inner Circle →]
My intention in my writing is to lessen the climate of fear around world events by offering clarity and cosmic context for what’s unfolding; to bring context to the chaos. I believe our highest calling right now is to anchor in the vibration of love & truth and call in a more beautiful world, and to do that, we must lean out of fear. I hope you read this with an open, uplifted heart.
The most recent artwork by Banksy seems to coincide so very well with this piece. The synchronicity of creative channellings cannot be ignored in these times. Writers, poets, artists, musicians and more will all play a huge part in what is to come. Thankyou for your news from the future, it brings so much hope and it really feels that this is what is meant to be.
I hope so, the rulings just broke my heart. I had a feeling I followed my higher wisdom to stay home with yesterday's eclipse. To add to the Piscean element, my neighborhood had a heavy rainfall and some street flooding, the first I had seen in the years I lived there.