To Go Back Home

I wonder how long my thoughts will be mine, and not some errant cluster of numbers in a giant AI, or be lost somewhere where I am not allowed to think them. I wonder how long it will be until I no longer notice that I have thoughts, or that the things that I used to think are no longer even in my wheelhouse to think?

I woke up yesterday with an ache in my heart to go back to somewhere, but I couldn’t figure out where. It had the flavor of ‘home’, but that hasn’t been home for over 20+ years, so it couldn’t be that. And yet – I felt like a fish out of water all day, bereft and missing a somewhere. It wasn’t till late in the afternoon that I realized what it was.

‘Home’ was the world before cv, but even more, it was the world before water wasn’t good for you – when it was good to even drink it out of the garden hose on hot summer afternoons. When food was wholesome for you, where it came straight from the farmer to the store or out of your garden. When the ground wasn’t covered in dust particulates made of heavy metals and God knew what else. Where the grass was just grass without sprayed chemicals to make it pretty turning it into bad things for bare feet. Where fishing in a stream or pond meant you could eat what you caught without fear of the chemical pollution in the water and thusly in the fish, poisoning you. Where being with other people was a safe and happy thing, and where nature was your mother, not something distressed and angry. Back when humanity could be human. I am in mourning.

The last month or so, I have been deep in the rabbit hole of this cv nightmare, hunting the white papers, educating and reminding my self of my college cell biology, and listening to the atrocities that the Gates and Fauci’s of the world want to visit on the human race just because they have tons of money and hate most of us. I am totally blasted by those whose complete lack of humanity and total hubris would even think to perpetuate such crimes against humanity and all of the different offshoots done by petty tyrants that are being used to increase human suffering!

My soul hurts, and I want to go home.

I am done trying to out smart the crafty, the liars, fearing what I put in my body doing more harm than good. I am done with the medical establishment’s ‘Here take this pill and call me in the morning’. Take this, take that, and then you are going to need this because the side effects are worse than the cure. Damned OVER it. What most medicine does today is give a new coat of paint over a rusty body, while most of us need to clean the engine, shine up the chrome, maybe put new gaskets on the oil tank and rotors on the brakes.

So, before my ability to know myself is 5G’ed out of me, before I am condensed into a string of data bits out there, somewhere, before I loose my humanity and compassion, before the police state takes over completely…

The human race is so beautiful. We adapt, we change, we share our selves, even our very own body wisdom, when we are together. We have ‘herd’ immunity – one persons body overcomes a pathogen and we share it energetically and physically and get over it faster. The only times we haven’t are when we have changed the electric state of the world.

(side trip here)

In the 1700’s the world discovered electricity and declared it as a ‘property’ of life. In the 1860’s when we began electrifying the earth with the telegraph, we also discovered and named a disease called ‘anxiety disorder’. By 1889 we made the great discovery called alternating current available to the world and we also discovered influenza, diabetes, obesity and heart disease. With each new electrification of the world, we have also created new human diseases. You can practically map the appearance of each new disease with the appearance of a new way to use electricity.

We are electric beings living in an electric universe, on an electric planet which is a node in a planetary electric system. Our bodies are electric – think nerves as circuitry, and our souls are electric – they run our bodies. Even our cells are a dipolar electric unit having an exterior shell of two layers of negative charged fatty acid molecules with an interior of positive ions. There is even a good case to think, because we can’t seeeeeee electricity, but the earth is electric, that there are electric life forms who live here that we can’t see or discern that were probably here first and smarter than we are (think Orbs, EVO’s and UAP”s who may be built just like the cells of our body) who actually use electricity the way we use matter to build their part of this world. And, there are places here, on the earth, where the electric circuitry is slightly off and causes glitches in the matrix, like Skinwalker Ranch, to name only one of hundreds, where there is more of an interface with our side of the world just like the ion channels of the cell walls in our bodies that let bits and pieces in and out through the negatively charged exterior.

The electrification of this world by us was inevitable, because after all, we are electric in an electric world. One day this technology will unite the seen and unseen worlds. As usual, it is not the discovery and invention that is hurting us and the world, it’s the way it is being used that is so disastrous. I, for one, refuse to let it remove my humanity, my soul, the ability to hug my babies and my friends and to hell with the consequences – lest we all forget what it feels like to really be human, and to go back home.

Soul Awakener

My husband is back in the hospital for a colon issue. He spent the night consuming the glug that cleans your gut so they can scope him today. Last night I awoke in a dream, but was awake and watched as his dream body mechanically walked into the room, like he wasn’t sure whether he wanted to walk or float in his dream body. My mind in that halfway state sensed it was him and told him to get in bed and go to sleep – since I knew in that state he had come home for rest and solace. He wanted comfort, I extended it to him and he rolled into his side of the bed.

Then around 4:30 I had a dream that a dire wolf was sitting behind me with his head on my right shoulder. All I could feel was a deep solidarity and love, a steady presence at my shoulder. He was huge, gray and grizzled with great wisdom emanating from him. He kept inserting himself into my dream state until I realized that I was seeing the dream/soul body of my dog, Diesel. Then I did open my eyes and look, and my dog was sleeping at my back with his head at my heart chakra, where I always ‘feel’ entities if they are near. Then I really realized it was him. He knows it, he is intelligent and kept at it to make sure I could actually see him in my mind’s dreaming eye. All in all it was a beautiful dream night, even if it was busy.

Which, in that wonderful space between sleep and getting out of bed, I was struck with the thought of ‘What is so special about wearing a body?’ Learning about the consequences of 3D decisions? The impact of emotions, feelings? Are emotions an evolutionary step that many need to understand and evolve? Because, even our animals and plants have feelings. Or, is it the planet, this place, the overall vibe/frequency of here? Feelings always engender a choice, a new awareness that all who wear this frequency body must learn and choose?

The thought then followed that this place, this earth is an awakener where souls learn to open their eyes. The opportunity to take the next step exists here. Do you choose goodness, do you choose what this place teaches?

Some of us have other tasks too. One day walking my dog the certainty hit me that some people just need to hold the space, the pass-not barrier, the strong frequency of the vision for the future of this place and a barrier to things that will NOT be allowed, so the gift this place holds continues. So that the lesson of this planet – the evolution out of sleep and not knowing grows into knowing that love continues, because this planet IS love.

There are many who need to come here and learn – they wish to awaken themselves to the feeling of this awareness. This fits with the download I had in middle school when I realized this place was love and called to all who wished to learn it. We all, on this planet, hold love and its loss, therefore its value and the awareness of that nuance in our lives. This planet opens sleeping eyes to the knowing of love, and then we choose. We are all in a place where transformation can happen in a thought, the blink of an eye, from quiescence to full knowing.

This planet is a gift to all that exist in her vibratory field. Whether those that come here have the capacity to ‘feel’ love or not – all who come here, leave here changed.

This frequency intrinsically births the awareness within all those who get close to Gaia, of love, even if it waits thousands of time periods later to be realized, to bloom, the seed, the capacity to understand and feel it exists within the frequency of that soul forever. Once you have tasted this frequency you exist forever changed.

That is what calls to so many across universes and brings them here, to earth.

Mother Gaia, she, is the soul awakener.

To what purpose?

About Tuesday, I began waking up with a knowing that it was over. Whatever ‘it’ was. That everything was ok, and was going to be ok. Nothing in the outer world matched my feeling. The CV#’s had only begun to shift down and there was hype about everything, supplies, ventilators as killers, chipped vaccines, tests that gave you the ‘V’ and mandated testing, mass graves in New York, alien invasions: in fact, the theories had only gotten crazier, wilder and spun further out from reality.

I’m talking about the reality in front of your eyes, the one where you step outside and everything clicks back into focus. The swimmingly weird and wacky on line world in one second being decimated by the truth of the world before your eyes, the trees, the sun, the flowers and the hum of life. All it takes is to stand outside and inhale one breath and ‘BAM’ reality is there and you are immersed in the real truth. That is something that cannot be denied – maybe that is why they want us inside?

There is a ground swell of ppl who are beginning to understand how the fear-porn idea works and are waking up to how tired they are of being made to feel that the world is their enemy. There are a great many people who are beginning to feel gratitude for what is right under their noses, who are praying prayers of hope and gratitude for all the right reasons in their lives. There are a great many who are beginning to question what they are hearing in the news, question the political agenda behind this ‘plandemic’ and exactly what is being done to them – esp. after the 911 lesson.

In one way this seems like a numbers game to me – if just enough people could get together for a world meditation, if just enough people could wake up, if just enough people would believe in the CV, if just enough people would get angry enough at the current shenanigans, if just enough people would believe in the inflated CV numbers, on and on, ad nauseum.

Its like there is a tipping point in people banding together that is a magic bullet, that would sway things to one way or another, and everybody is out to grab as many souls in their camp as they can. A weighted numbers game… and its like it doesn’t matter what you say, so long as you can create group cohesion – tell the people what ever you need to, no matter how outrageous it is, just so you get them on your side and keep them by what ever tactics necessary.

There is strength in numbers. There always has been. Numbers have created nations. And a well known tactic has always been “Divide and Conquer”. Presidents have spoken:

During a speech before the United Nations in 1987, President Ronald Reagan spoke longingly for the world unity that would happen if aliens invaded Earth.

He said:

“Perhaps we need some outside universal threat to make us recognize this common bond. I occasionally think how quickly our differences worldwide would vanish if we were facing an alien threat from outside this world.”

http://www.msnbc.com/msnbc/flashback-reagans-vision-unifying

This ‘Plandemic”, however, has gone the other way in its effect on us – on purpose – IMO. Why? Well, that’s up to the analysts to figure out, because I have no idea, but we are divided more than ever now. Conversely my first instinct is to NOT be divided. To let your neighbor believe as they will, but realize we are all connected as we are all made of the elements of this earth, in it’s infinite variations of that life and we are all part of a web of glowing, pulsing energy so interconnected that no idea should be able to separate us – except by our choice – and then only mentally because what separates us are only ideas.

AND

We are being divided with purpose and aim and driven apart for a, or a multitude of reasons. We are being told to stay inside and not reconnect with nature because that totally dispels this divided feeling. My instinct is to ask why and go beyond ‘divide-and-conquer’/’strength-in-numbers’ thinking. It is almost like they wish to cleave us from the energetic bond we have with earth, pry us loose from the planetary connection and our sense of humanity.

To what purpose?

Paradise…

Paradise

When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach
So she ran away in her sleep and dreamed of
Para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise, para-para-paradise
Every time she closed her eyes
When she was just a girl she expected the world
But it flew away from her reach and the bullets catch in her teeth
Life goes on, it gets so heavy
The wheel breaks the butterfly every tear a waterfall
In the night the stormy night she’ll close her eyes
In the night the stormy night away she’d fly
And dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
She’d dream of para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
La-la-la-la-la-la-la
La-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la
And so lying underneath those stormy skies
She’d say, “Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
I know the sun must set to rise”
This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
This could be para-para-paradise
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
This could be para-para-paradise
Oh oh oh oh oh oh, oh, oh
This could be para-para-paradise
Para-para-paradise
This could be para-para-paradise
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Source: LyricFind

Everything Changes: an anthem of our times.

Everything Changes

Julian Lennon

Tired of this world, all the good that we do

Never seems to get through, it’s a shame

We’ve pleaded for change but the wars carry on

Whether you’re weak or strong, don’t you know?

I can change, you can change

Everything wrong with our lives

We can change all of our lives

Everything changes everyday

We’ve got to find a better way

And on our hearts we’ve got to pray

For something better than today, everything changes

Tired of the lies, all the people in pain

We all suffer the same without love

We can’t carry on with the hunger, disease

And the threat of you dropping the bomb

I can change, you can change

Everything wrong with our lives

We can change all of our lives

Everything changes everyday

We’ve got to find a better way

And on our hearts we’ve got to pray

For something better than today

Everything learned from history, can’t you see?

Life is meant to be you and me

Watching the sun go down

Turning your life around

Everything changes everyday

We’ve got to find a better way

And on our hearts we’ve got to pray

For something better than today

Everything changes

Everything changes

Dog Germs

I’ve wanted to write about ‘the virus’ for some time now. But what to say? I don’t know enough science to give you any information that can’t be found on line, and I’m so bad at math that the stats go over my head unless someone explains them to me. Since my husband’s liver transplant and his arrival Dec.26th at home we have had to use tight sanitary protocols, not sterile, but close. I’m already stocked up on hand sanitizer, TP, PTs, Clorox wipes, gloves, masks, you name it, we have it. We have had to avoid crowds, restaurants, movies and the like anyway. And just as our restrictions were opening up, BOOM! We are back to what for us has been the last three months.

Any woman will tell you she loves her husband, but being sequestered with an ornery man for that long will test the limits of anyone’s marriage and patience. I always heard the jokes about retirement and never really thought too much about them until now. Well, he retired and got sequestered all in one day… He took over the entire household. The TV in the family room connects to our kitchen in kind of a great room. I’m trying to cook and do nourishing energetically healthy things for him while the annoying sound track of TV programs like “Shameless” and live action cops of Alaska play loudly in the background of my daily life… When I had finally had enough, I bought JV ear buds. Those things saved his life. Really.  Gotta love amazon.

Anyway, the house used to run on such a glorious schedule, everything being done before he walked in from work, house cleaning and the like, grocery shopping, meal prepping, me writing my occasional article, listening to pod casts while I vacuumed and did laundry… it was calm, ordered and chugging right along.

Yeah, three months ago that all exploded. However we have learned to deal with each other, how to stay out of each other’s back pocket, how to be more than bickering children to each other when we were upset by giving the other some breathing space, you know, normal stuff that nobody practices in the world anymore because the world doesn’t give us any time to really be with each other. We are already in the groove. It took some work, but now it is worth it. I remember back in 70’s on weekends when it used to be this way at home with my parents, before cell phones and before computers. How quickly we have forgotten how to be with other people, even those we love. With things the way they currently are, we are getting a chance to remember how to do this again.

Including our dogs. Like taking a walk with your dog while not looking at your cell phone, paying attention to the world around you and experiencing it with your dog as you walk, having a quiet conversation with your dog… they do listen. They love mental pictures by the way, if you don’t believe me send a picture of a dog treat to your dog and be ready to give him that treat, just saying. And if you’re not too full of media, they will send you images with impulses to do stuff too…like feed them dinner.

And oh yeah, the only type of germ I couldn’t protect against when my husband came home were Dog Germs. He was immediately slobbered to death, 5 days after a liver transplant. They never left his side until he was out of his worst pain. They did as much towards healing him and making him feel better as I did, maybe even more because, Dog Love, Dog Germs and all.

To Be Enough…

I dreamt there was a way into another world that has been secret forever – but right in front of our faces, a wonderful place. Hidden, but not, a sanctuary that you have to be something-enough to discover. The ‘something enough’ was important because without it, what is right in front of your face cannot be seen.

It is not hidden, this place, and it is for each person to find it. I came out of the dream feeling like I was being reminded of something I should have already known. It is now for me to solve the puzzle, to ‘be enough’ to figure it out, to ‘see’ it – now that I remember it is there. Kind of like Dorothy in the Wizard of Oz. “There’s no place like home…There’s…”

So, I think this place is a sanctuary of the heart, a frequency, a feeling that once felt can never be lost. I have found in my 65 plus (more than half way to 70 )years old life that the world will try to rob you of this, it will try to make you forget, it will ‘drudgery’ you out of it, it will break your heart over and over – but if you can just remember the feeling, you can find your way home, to sanctuary.

I have always wondered why more people didn’t know this. I have been angry about it not being taught. I was lucky. I had a parent who knew this and I had ‘friends’ who knew this. I was given sanctuary at a young age and I really needed it. I would have willfully ended my very young life had there not been intervention. This intervention came from not-human-beings. That’s the only term I have for it. Because one night laying in my top bunk bed with my sister asleep under me in her bed, with an extremely anguished heart I asked whoever was out there if everybody everywhere (and I meant in the universe because I already had a sense there were others out there) was mean. And I received an answer directly. The answer was – no, not everybody ‘everywhere’ was like what I experienced on the earth. The feelings of understanding and agape love that went with this answer were my first taste of sanctuary. It never occurred to me that from that time onward sanctuary was mine, just that somewhere out there it existed and in my young mind all I wanted to do was to go there. This began a life long relationship with these beings, that me being the idiot I am, didn’t realize what it was. This is the programming of this world, and lets just chalk it up to my naivety.

And as life goes, normal on this planet is the opposite. To the point where sanctuary is forgotten, where you just need to get through the next day. And I didn’t know I was enough… I spent over half my life exploring everything I could to figure out how to become ‘good enough’ to be offered this sanctuary, never realizing that it had been given to me way back in my childhood, because the litany in my childhood was I was never good enough so it followed that I would have to work very hard to become maybe good enough to be able to be in the company of those people who gave me sanctuary many years ago… and I waited for the day when I would be told I was good enough, never realizing that I had been in their company and speaking with them and to them and feeling them in my life ever since that moment, that it was about the feeling in my heart, not about judgment and weights and measures. Its about true love, and my ability to accept that feeling.

What is enough?

Enough, sufficient: Beside, near, by, with, to reach, to attain

Sanskrit: asnotti  to reach

Hittite: ninikzi  lifts – raises

Latin:  nancisci  to obtain

To make equal with, level with

Moderately, tolerably, sufficient for the purpose…’you’ll do’

‘Beside’ being the most important word here, not as good as, not the same, just beside, because I didn’t understand that I already carried sanctuary in my heart and there was no good-enough or achievement, it was already given – I just needed to realize it. But I was still waiting to ‘graduate’….

Ever since I was young and I found out about spiritual principles not tied to dogma and church or religion, I have been angry that it is not taught, or simply just a part of life. I thought these were the actual steps to knowledge/feelings that could have helped humanity evolve and progress.  I lost a teacher over that rant. These principles are embedded in quantum theory, telepathy, frequency and dimensionality and are a gateway to other worlds and peoples and our own development as souls. It seemed to me that every place I looked this information is always treated as ‘Secret’ as if being a better person was not allowed or sacrosanct. I was frustrated because the world could have been a better place already, instead it just sucked because everybody who knew, kept this secret, or so it seemed.

It’s said that becoming a better person is up to the person themselves and must be discovered as an inner process, meaning it cannot be taught. But it is taught, by those around you and the way they treat you especially, when you are young. It is transmitted person to person and soul to soul. It has to be understood as a ‘ground feeling of being’. But once you have felt it, received it from another it is resident within you, at any age. These beings offered it freely and then offered of themselves. I have met very few people with that same heart song in my life. But, I have met them.

Back to sanctuary. With the above in mind, to me it seems that the ‘enough’ part has to do with emotions and heart, something we have been trained to see as useless block to getting ahead in a rational world. And maybe the door or curtain, or veil you walk through, is a frequency of feeling – which is why sanctuary is a protected place, because those who do not know it are blind, they must learn it through feeling it, take it in to lift that boundary to see it. And there is a faction here, today, on this earth who are incapable of ever knowing this feeling… but this sense, this sanctuary is what will save this earth in the end, I think, if we can only share it every day and every moment as a standard from our inmost selves, wisely and unwavering, gently and strongly, with the entire presence of sanctuary beside us.

So maybe it is a moral dilemma, because to just say this will not move anyone to find this feeling, it needs to be transmitted person to person and not everyone can feel it, or learn it, or believe they have the capability. However, as I understand it, it is the imperative of every soul on this planet to find it…

Or not. This a free will planet… That is the moral dilemma.

The Mobius Lie

Fear Porn

Hope Porn

Porno graphy

We have dropped the “graphy” – meaning picture, off of those words.

Pornography:

Gk: porne, prostitute: bought and sold

pernani: to sell from the root variant *per, to traffic in, to sell+

graphia: to write

1859 variant Fr: obscene pictures

Today it means to compromise your internal values for some sort of gain, to take beauty and strength and sell it.

When we ‘buy’ into Fear Porn we are selling our strength.

When we ‘buy’ into Hope Porn we sell our heart.

Because: we are caught in fear and we want hope.

“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”

Frank Herbert, Dune

Everything is ‘graphique’ today, social media, news, TV, and a lot of it is pornographic or obscene. Not only that, it is unavoidable, in our faces. We have no control over what we read or what we see, it is pernicious (having a harmful effect, especially in a gradual or subtle way). It works its way into our awareness through repeated exposure.

It is meant to be shocking and ugly – it is meant to destroy our souls, it is force feeding us ugliness in order to overcome our innate goodness. It is meant to shred our inner sense of self and story and replace it with its own narrative, repeated over and over until its litany is all we can see.

And we know it is mostly lies so we keep watching, trying to catch the lie, but lies are twists and turns meant to focus us back into the lie, not the truth. They are a closed loop system – and to be able to see the lie, you have to stand outside it, not in it. A lie is a Mobius.

I direct you to Jon Rappoport’s blog should you wish to stand outside the Mobius of this latest lie – to see the actual lie – https://nomorefakenews.com/ .

Lies can kill. They do every day. They are the camouflage of a weapon of mass destruction. In this particular lie ‘they’ have given it an unpredictable element – time. It can live outside a host for a much longer time than normal and has a longer asymptomatic time inside a host before it is evident. ‘They’ have fucked with time. Otherwise we would be looking at a standard influenza. (read https://nomorefakenews.com/ )

“Don’t fall for the mass panic. You are a sovereign being who gets to take ownership of your health, life, and vibration. Don’t get distracted by the fear programming that convinces you that you’re powerless.”

D.a. Wills

Fear is the mind killer and it is time related too. The longer you wait, the longer you look, consume, the more powerful it becomes. Better to stand outside the lie and observe and not participate. Refuse to lend your energy and life force to a destructive Mobius of lies and see it for what it actually is.

Rob it of all of its power and it will die and only you will be left.

Normalization pt2 – (IMO)

Think about everything in the multiple phenomena that embraces UFO’s and paranormal as normal. What if that huge missing piece, which has been in front of our eyes always, had been normalized into our body of experience as humans. What an interesting place this could be. But alas, it hasn’t.

Because the military was only concerned about nuts and bolts – because it was the only way they could envision to protect and understand the issue, and because they were (IMO) quite terrified of anything in the 3D world they couldn’t understand so it became a threat. All other reports from the 40’s on were classified as ‘psychological’, and stored in some dusty drawer in some back office and deemed as nonsensical.

But just imagine what could have, would have happened if they took their own people’s reports seriously because those cases filed under psychological were actually the core contact cases, but they had one serious flaw. They were testimony only. From the point of view of the military, they not only had no secret nuts and bolts information to give them about the tech that could advance their power, they also could be lies, because after all it was only ‘testimony’. People lie. They did all the time to, shall we say, to protect humanity from themselves and to protect their power position in controlling humanity. So people lie. Because there is no sure-fire way to determine the veracity of testimony unless physical evidence is found to corroborate it, and there was no physical evidence most of the time left behind in these cases…aaand testimony doesn’t count. So file that under psychological…. Even when there was evidence of the physical kind to back up the testimony, it was confiscated, threats were given to keep quiet, and in those days there was a bit of wet work that was used too. Ergo, another other piece of the puzzle was hidden, shushed up and forgotten – on purpose. I realize this was directly after WWll, and into the cold war – which was basically a standoff because…well, Everybody Lies. (Personally I think that even if we were telepaths, we still would not know the truth because we even believe some of those lies that we tell – just ask any alcoholic.)

So, Normalization. After what Linda Moulton Howe said on the panel at Conscious Life Expo, I got a better handle on why disclosure has been so difficult for the PtB (powers that be) to bring this into the normal reality of the ‘way things are’.

We are race of believers. We need to attach our hearts and emotions to a larger “cause”. We were created this way. In America and everywhere else, we link our ‘cherished’ belief systems to our way of life, our families, our security, the corner bakery, and Sunday mornings. We have been told for a very long time the ‘story’ of how things were, we have developed ‘cult’s around the Christian mythos – and every other ‘religious’ belief system on the planet. Were we to learn the actual facts about the real operation say, back in the 50’s or 60’s, we would have had another world war on our hands. ( For heaven’s sake, a president was even killed over this. ) If we had been told the truth, we would have had the time to normalize and come into the idea gradually that ET’s and others are real (so maybe he wasn’t a ‘God’ he was a ‘son-of-man’ – he even told us so), and our history would be at this point radically different. The timeless principles He taught are valid because they are universal laws – applicable anywhere in the universe you live, that all races eventually evolve to know or perish. But because belief makes you weak and controllable, and that is unacceptable on this world, instead of growing we actually killed the messenger. Three freaking times! (If you were an ET, just how safe do you think it would be to land on the Whitehouse lawn?)

If what LMH learned in the room with Richard Doty that fateful day where she was being secretly filmed when she was given the information – is truth, that not only once, but three times teachers were sent to earth to open the hearts and minds of the planet and

every time we murdered them

What if the Christ story we know and love and has been told so far back into history wasn’t exactly the way we know it, what would it do to our structure of control? When it finally sank in for her, and when her ‘voice’ asked her, “What does it matter?” that Christ may have been a great teacher from off planet who came here to help… My question is really, what does it matter? He was right, where ever he came from. And everybody on this tiny rock has been trying in one way or another to emulate those teachings for the love and grace they hold with in their principles, for the ultimate change they could make inside our hearts towards one another. It’s been a tough run. 2000+ years later we are still abysmal failures at it.

So here we are. “Cults” – UFOs. – “Gods” = CONTROL, everything beautiful reduced to who can use it for the greatest control. The only option left open to those who would wish to ‘teach’ the planet about how to play nice in sandbox earth is something a kin to a fake alien invasion, and world government in tiny baby steps. Why? Because all the rest of us souls living here only want peace and family and a way to get through life in a meat suit with a minimum of pain and the ability to hold those we love close. We might actually believe anything if it would provide that. Seriously.

But the problem is, since the creation of that story the aim has been control regardless of the ultimate truth in it and it has been twisted to encourage what we see in culture today. Everything we think we know has been twisted, or to use a less threatening word, modified to produce the greatest amount of control over society by getting the people to willingly control themselves.

I can’t help but wonder how it would have gone down if we accepted testimony with the same veracity that we accept ‘proof’? If we could have normalized – learned about and dealt with the real story 100 years ago? What an unusual sort of twisted place this planet is. Amazing really, when you really see.

Faith

Weird, odd… I have always known – since I can remember about other worlds and crafts and people. Always. I. Have. Just. known. Is that faith? Because I know something there is no proof of? But it is still worlds away from ‘real’ life, and real life is the thing that is gar-un-teed to bite your ass if you do not attend to it.

Interestingly, it puts those other worlds, peoples and technology in a position of being a religion – a faith, by the sheer virtue of something you can never see, but know exists, because you were born knowing it.

On the way back from my son’s house after doing haircut Saturday I was listening to Richard Dolan and Grant Cameron in their new part 1 interview from the Toronto convention. It struck me that they sounded like two Rabbis arguing the Torah, or 2 priests discussing points in the bible on philosophical proofs of God by dismantling the events and evidence left behind and positing the meaning of it to glean a deeper insight to it all. They both agree on an ‘unproven’ that exists – enough to pursue it with great vigor.

It struck me that I was seeing a very modern and intellectual reflection of a cargo cult – or what we now would look like trying to unravel the scanty evidence we have to make a different sense of it. We know better than to worship it, or do we – as the time and effort many put into this subject could be considered worship of a sorts.

Really all we have are the results – all around us – to look at like a forensic crime scene investigation building events backwards in time from the evidence – the end point of the event to possibly understand what has actually happened in a 3D manner. Yes, a big part of that evidence is the lying and secrecy.

It is said that Pisces was the age of external evidence and that Aquarius is the age of internal evidence; of religion vs. spirituality. But really, this whole world runs on faith.

Faith: 1) a strong belief based on internal apprehension rather than proof (proof = external evidence) 2) a complete trust in someone or something

Proof, in the way we want it on this subject just may never come in the form we want it. But, in the internal, faith is proof – a knowing, an apprehension. It only becomes real when you step out of the body. It cannot be 3D.

The only difference between faith and proof is that faith is direct understanding and proof is external understanding. The one sticking point is that external proof can be shared. Internal apprehension cannot be shared, except through story – a recounting – we are not telepaths, yet…

When understood then, there are two distinct states of being – neither superior to the other – just different, like cheese and fruit, complimentary, but separate. We take all here that isn’t 3D on faith – apprehension/understanding, which makes me wonder if faith isn’t the doorway through the veil because there are two sides to mankind: the body and this brilliant mind/soul that lives within that can see and imagine and dream, travel the universe and back, touch what is not manifest but altogether real without proof and actually know that otherness that is out there by going through this inner doorway into absolute wonderment.

That these two worlds are considered separate and care must be taken in everyday life to keep them separated – that never the twain shall meet – but shall live in one body is, well, the confusion of the age.


“Running On Faith” lyrics

Eric Clapton Lyrics

“Running On Faith”

 

[Chorus:]

Lately I’ve been running on faith

What else can a poor boy do?

But my world will be right

When love comes over you

 

Lately I’ve been talking in my sleep

I can’t imagine what I’d have to say

Except my world will be right

When love comes back your way

 

I’ve always been

One to take each and every day

Seems like by now

I’d find a love who cares just for me

 

Then we’d go running on faith

All of our dreams would come true

And our world will be right

When love comes over me and you

 

[Chorus]

 

Then we’d go running on faith

All of our dreams would come true

And our world will be right

When love comes over me and you

When love comes over you

 

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