Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…In Dreams…And the Stars…

SONG* “What Have I Done to Deserve This” by The Pet Shop Boys
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Wn9E5i7l-Eg

In Dreams They Come…
Mysterious, with riddles and no reason
But for some it’s a miracle,
Inspiration that drives and compels
To go on when life feels empty
And hopeless, trapped by a reality
Of rules we did not make, of a hell
We have little control over…
A guiding light of Inspiration,
A gift from God, from the Universe?
So many Questions…who, what,
When, where…Always why?
Endless answers, endless possibilities…
It’s different for everyone…

The Bravest go on to live, to
Chase dreams…The weak settle…
I swear settling seems like the most
Painful word to hear…

But for some hope comes in dreams…
It can take many forms, yet it
Always bears the same courageous
Charm that knows no limits or
Boundaries or laws…MAGIC.

In this essence, in magic, that
Comes from dreams…with faith
And a prayer it can do amazing things…
Keep going, you must always
Keep going…that’s what the box says.

Now…the pen is given and guided
By his voice, with a welcoming and
Kinder tone…Varence tells the tale
I asked for.

“It was never my intention to create
A myth or a mysterious riddle…
For Ages the Watchers have been
Held back by binding laws that
Restrict intervention…yet there are
Always chanced opportunities…
Offering ways that we can do
Something…so some of us take that
Chance…

“As I have said before, or tried to,
We have learned the best way to
Convey a message is through a story.
Believe it, don’t believe it…stop
Now and walk away and chase
Something else…but don’t read on
And complain of cryptic words…
By now it should be clear there’s
More going on here than meets the
Eye…You won’t find the answers
You’re looking for simply in any
Obvious place on pages printed
From the past…The overseers of
Earth bind the truth and edit
Everything to prevent anyone
From discovering things…That’s when
I attempt chance stories throughout
Times like this…to break their
Cycle…

“And for the record, the Watchers
Aren’t Fallen Angels or Demons…
Don’t test my patience with
Schemes…”

Ceres laughed as she sat beside
Him watching the scowl on his
Face. “He asked you to tell him
The story of your Oberon…Not
Interject words of your temper…
Varence…Don’t waste time please.”

“I am calmly composed.” He
Assured her with only a slightly
Arched brow.

She crossed her legs and played with
Her fingers over her knee as she
Watched me write. “The impossible
Boy is vexed by criticism…how…
Entertaining.” She threw her
Head back and laughed. “I love it.”

“Vexed?” He said to her with a
Serious face. “You think I am
Challenged?”

“This…was your idea, not mine.” Ceres
Said firmly to him then looked to me.
“It’s amusing to say the least.”

“To be challenged by idle minds when
I offer genuine help?”

She laughed again. “Genuine? A rhyme…
Riddles…I tell plainly, you indulge
With words and call it thinking…”

“Would you like to tell the story then?”
He asked her sarcastically. “Will you
Spare nothing of a word of support
For me?”

She eyed him with a sly smile. “That
You would ask me…of this Oberon?”
She laughed. “I had no choice
Nor interest in that idea you had…
And words of support? Ha! I am
Here for him ONLY,” she pointed
To me, “Not you…remember that.
If you want to entertain reasoning
With foolish deductions of your
Identity…only an idiot would try
To reason with fools. Just tell the
Story and stop wasting time…You
Always tell him…who cares what
They think? So yes, I find this
Amusing that now you hesitate
To win over a moment…when there
Are far more important things
To address…”

“Offer me something.” Varence
Gestured with a sincere expression
As he held his hand out openly
In his lap. “Because for his
Sake,” he nodded to me, “You are
Involved too…Now don’t deny it.”
She eyed him fiercely. “Fine.
If I am to take part, for his
Sake I will offer this…He,”
She nodded once at him, “Is not
A Demon, nor Fallen Angel…Idiot
Yes, but not a Fallen Angel. How’s
That?”

“Ceres…” He groaned rolling his eyes.

“An idiot for fools to toss coins
Or rings of ideas at.” She laughed.
“Chance reason with him, and you
Will sadly be waiting a long time.
So…save your time, and as I do
And have done so many times…just
Call him an idiot.” She beamed
A victorious smile. “Can we begin
The story now?”

He curled his lips with frustration
With his eyes staring upwards
As if begging for help from above.
He knew arguing with her was
Pointless… “Fine…onwards with
The story.”

“And no wasting time with pleas of
Understanding why you did it…Just
Tell it.” She somewhat growled at him.
“Tell it true…And that’s not me
Asking…It’s what you will do.”

He sighed, but gave in…eyeing me
With a gentle humorous chuckle. She
Did have a way with words, especially
With him. And she was right he did
Always say stop worrying what others
Think just do it…The job, the mission,
Whatever it required, distractions
Just waste time.

His eyes wandered slowly up then
Down, dancing sideways and all around
As he composed the story in his head to
Be written down.
“It was never my intention to impart
A riddle nor cryptic message, not once,
Not ever…to anyone. You must
Understand that. We, I, must move
Carefully in everything I do. To
Encourage the right moment, the
Right dawn of idea is no easy task,
Many argue…Just tell me, give
Me the answer? Would they do it
Then only once…or follow it with a
Thousand more requests? Then
Preach to others of their marvelous
Discovery they solely alone made…
HA! Few give credit where it is due,
So few, thank you…”

“You are babbling again…” Ceres moaned
Playing with her fingers with her
Hand over her knee and eyes staring
Off past the Circle of Light.

Varence paused then went on patiently…
“Consider this as we begin…Ideas,
Inspiration…can you honestly say
From where they come? For with all
Things there is a cause and effect…
A push…and a reaction…Be they
With whispered words, or the
Chance of an image that falls before
The eyes…All dreams come from
Somewhere…Some are independent
Creations of an intuitive mind…while
Others are influenced…Very often,
Too often, the creativity found in
One can inspire countless others…

“There are mysteries in the universe
One day you…and all of Earth will
Discover are not limited to the minds
Of your world. Stories and scenarios
Repeat in endless combinations everywhere…
The music, art and literature of one
World is very much like that of many
Others…If you think love stories are
Restricted to Earth, think again.

“And forgive me again for this seemingly
Strange dialogue…but again I am offering
You a very obvious clue. These musings
Are gifts from a Universal Source…
Art inspires…Visual stimulation is
Very powerful…Anything with the
Senses is. Consider that, really think
About…Eyes and Ears…pause,
Reflect, eyes and ears.” He pointed to
His own then went on. “The mysteries,
The questions you seek…The answers
Are more simple than you know.

“In rare minds are born talent, guided
By time and whatever passion or
Joy or agony they traverse…but more
Importantly they are also relevant
To the solutions for tragic problems
That the logical mind debates
With science. To put it plainly, Bill…

“The box…the locks, the keys…the
Artwork has a power science will
One day know. Songs answer
Riddles…The Forces that shape the
Universe…Time, Light, Sound…The
Visual masterpiece…the words written
Down…and music…These are all powerful
Tools…weapons…and cures to
Anything and everything. Do you
Understand? Heaven grants gifts this
Way everywhere…They can solve
Any problem…There are cures there…
In time they will learn this…The
Greatest works of art, literature and
Music…also hold the keys to all
The secrets of the Universe…

“The gifts granted to the great
Composers will cure many diseases…
Sound.

“Words can heal…Art can save lives,
In its essence…The alchemy, the
Pencil lead becomes the priceless gold…
Building things…that no logical mind
Could come up with on its own. One day
They will see…”

He sighed, laughed, then sat up tall
And straight… “Every so often I
Chanced to give a message to someone.
Nothing grand, just a taste to chase
A dream creatively with someone
Lost…So here this was, how it happened
With Oberon…”

Ages ago to mortal Earth, but not
That long to the Watchers…It was
Just a typical day of observing and
Recording data for the ships records.

“All demons have vessels to
Record data of Earth’s activity you
Know.”

“Varence!” Ceres snapped. “Enough
Of your bruised ego. Tell the story.”

He grinned then continued. The words
Take new direction now, to spare his
Ego from brooding.

Varence sat in the Captain’s chair,
Casually observing the surface…details,
Scans, tedious notes taken and recorded.
With lightning speed. Cities, villages,
Countries far and wide…crude
Civilization…Tantrums, barbarians…
Weddings, funerals, births…children
Playing…Tribes hunting and fighting
In the tropics…Brutes and bullies
In the North…Emperors, kings and
Queens in lands with castles and
Taxed slaves…Farming…Hunters,
Gatherers…tales of woe from the poor
And abused…Tales of misunderstanding
And philosophy from those with
More convenient life styles…Those
With money had more time to think,
Preach and scheme…while those that
Were born less fortunate to work had
Less time for games…

The one steadfast constant…hope…faith…
And their polar opposites…greed and lust.
Love was the gamble in between…They
All wanted it, few understood and
Appreciated it…But artists, writers
And composers were always compelled
To paint it…to write it down…to
Sing it or play it with music…
Ah, the reliability of the arts…
To chase love…and thus secretly
Inspire…civilization…Some things
Never change.

He tapped his finger on the console
As the endless data streamed in
To record…It came so fast; individual
Details were scarcely significant…Only
The big picture was clear, how the
Earth was growing, changing. But
Occasionally here and there voices
And faces stood out…from all manners
Of lands, societies and classes. There
Were echoes of speeches and decrees
From the rulers…love songs, brief epics
Of struggle for mortal important things…
That were otherwise meaningless far
Away and above.

Prayers always caught his ears and
Eyes, the Earth of the believers in
Something bigger and better beyond
Measure of what they know. Now
That was merit. If only people knew
How much faith caught the attention
Of those watching from higher
Stations…

Some thought logic was the true sign
Of intelligence. HA! Logic was a
Bitter scheme of the mind to control
Things, it’s reasoning varied on every
World…and always depended on
Power. Ah, they never learn. Yes, chase
Logic…run round and round, build
Your sciences, chain nature…Faith
Was more pure and passionate, the
Rhythm of virtue and humanity…It
Knew only reason of the heart…
And was a mysterious as the Universe
Itself…there are vast clues there. It
Was much like art…inspired from
Ethereal forces…no reason, no logic…
It was born of mystery…That’s
Why such things are priceless.

As he sat calmly studying the
Data…he saw how the time passed
So quickly there…The time, the timing…
A different measure for the Watchers
Who exist outside of time.

Perhaps it was time again to chance
A brief interaction of inspiration. Sure,
He was plainly bored…It was not
A devious scheme, only a notion…
A random guess. He studied the
Lands very quickly, then rolled his
Finger around and fell to point it
Down upon an old Britain…They
Had such a charming language that
Danced through his ears…words that
Truly intrigued his mind. The
Composition of words to communicate
Is fascinating…because so few
Communicate very well.

Varence slowed down the data stream
For closer examination…In mortal terms
He slowed his view of time to one we
Understood…to minutes, hours, days…
Ah, a voice caught his ears…of a
Writer, poet, aspiring play write…
A William…

Without much though he froze the
Data stream to a snail’s pace…
Mortal time…And listened closely to the
Writer’s mind and the poetic verses that
Ambled through it and struggled there.
The man was very wordy and troubled.
But still creative, and thus receptive.
Perfect! The ideal choice for a dream
To be delivered.

Varence took one of the astral crystals,
Placed it on the panel for sending and
Receiving…and summoned this writer
As he slept to the Bridge to stand
Before him in a dreamy state…

Varence sat tall and proud, still dressed
In robes…The drape Ceres had covered
Him with not long ago…to them…He
Appeared quite the sight to this mortal
Man of old Earth…Powerfully built,
Fearless looking, of pale complexion
And an expression of calm amusement.

Camlo was there, his blond associate
Sat stunned at his station in his blue
Uniform as their new visitor appeared
Very shaken. Camlo of course said nothing.

“Where am I?” Asked the man. “What
Is this?”

“You are very interesting.” Varence said
To the man in a tone that was
Mighty and confident; the perfect
Immortal tone. “Your work, your words,
You render them well.”

The man hesitated. He was dreaming, yes?
“Who?” He was nervous to speak, and
Could only take in the strange surroundings.
The sparkling lights of the panels of
The bridge seemed like a magical place.

“It’s a dream you are having,”
Varence assured him, “Rest easy, it
Is just a dream of your Mid-Summer…
It means nothing…”

“Who?” The man wondered with fantastic
Awe as he looked around.

“Ah yes, names amuse you…” Varence
Felt very bored but riddlesome…he
Needed a touch of humor. “I am Oberon,
Lord of the Faire…”

Camlo’s eyes nearly burst. Had he heard
That right?

“The Fair Folk of the Woods?” The man
Asked. “The fairies and nymphs of
Legends old…exist?”

Varence gestured with wide eyes. ‘Here
I sit…You see me…I am as real
As you believe…Whatever your eyes
And ears tell you, that is what I am.”

“Lord Oberon…” the man weakly
Repeated…humbled, fearful, totally in awe.

Camlo was so shocked he could not move.

“Your words and mind amuse me”
Varence said.

“I amuse you?” The man asked.

“Yet you struggle to write down what
You feel…” Varence studied him with
The brave ego of something beyond even
His imagination. “Your words carry
Across many ears…Stop worrying so much
What people think…write it down…Be
Brave, you inspire, so be it and inspire.
Give them something to chase and
Believe in.”

“But I…” The man was just overwhelmed.

“Political unrest and scandals are
Ceaseless…They never change the world.”
Varence told him with a proud tone.
“When art is brave with love it
Has power…it speaks to the heart
And puts courage there.” He leaned
Forward giving the imposing presence
Of something masterful. “Give them
Magic…Tell them tales of Lord
Oberon…Your Kings and Queens
Have no power over me…I watch
Them be born, I watch them die…
Their castles and kingdoms do not
Impress me.”

The man was at a loss of words. “Sir?
Lord?”

“Take this dream I offer you and
Give them Magic…” Varence went on
Dramatically. “Inspire…Test and
Tempt their faith and love…And
Give them Magic. Your world has no
Power over me…I could bend and
Break your world if I desired it so.
Impress me…”

“But lord I am a mere player of words.”
The man pleaded. “I—“

“See this dream as chance,” Varence
Of Oberon imposed upon him with such
A mighty presence it was fantastic, “Life,
The life you live is a game. Rules
Weigh down your reasons…You dare to
Entertain the crown? The crowds? Your
Words put more in their minds than
You know…set yourself free and write
It down…Ages will live upon your pages,
Generations will thrive on what you
Dare to do and others not…Tell them
Of Lord Oberon and shake the foundations
Of their belief…and build dreams.”

The man was at a loss of words…Was
He hearing right? This Lord of the Faere,
Of Magic lore was putting faith in…him?

Just then, from a distance an absent
Ceres was returning to her station on the
Bridge. She had been making a call
Home to her sister when she was struck
By the strangest sensation…a new presence
Among them? She approached the bridge
Slowly catching the echo of the
Conversation on the bridge…What was that
Scoundrel up to now?

“Now listen to me,” Oberon said to the man,
“You are a true master of words, ears
Listen to you, minds dream with the pictures
You paint. But your world is locked in a
Pitiful embrace of ignorance…Limitations
And crude concepts. They chase ideas but
Never manifest the magic. They are but
Puppets to the crowns that keeps them…
Politics…how boring. They dream and
Waste their time not living, not doing…
Throwing tantrums over nothing…idle
Chatter, gossip…preaching…adoring, what?
Themselves? They fight over nothing…
You entertain children. Inspire them with
Magic and turn them into men. Write
About Goddesses and Muses and make
The little girls into women…”

The man was clearly confused, but
Intrigues. “Lord?”

“These children of your world wouldn’t
Know a real woman if they saw one.”
Oberon went on like a grand orator; while
Camlo sat stunned with his jaw wide
Open. “Now…let me tell you about
A true woman…A woman of true
Power and Grace, a Goddess of Nature
Whose beauty shines everlasting above
And through the stars and the sun and
The moon …A woman of wisdom and
Splendor, divine of virtue that could
Charm the wildest wicked beast with
Her song and charms…A TITAN…A
Woman so strong no one dare challenge
Her…All of Nature bows before her,
The Fierce Lions arte cubs to her, the
Mighty bears her little babes…let me
Tell you of this Goddess…this TITAN…
My—“

Just then Ceres entered the bridge to a
Scene which left her stunned. There
Was a man in a nightshirt standing
In a Circle of Light before her scheming
Coworker…The fool was filling
His head with some terrific game!

But the man’s eyes fell upon her
And went so wide they nearly popped
From his skull. There stood the most
Beautiful, perfect vision her had ever
Seen, nothing could compare to her,
NOTHING! He moaned with awe…and
Some mortal lust.

Varence followed his eyes and
Turned to see Ceres standing there in her
Red dress and flaming wavy golden hair…
A vision…with the expression of
Scorned rage. “This is my—“

“TIT…ania…” The man weakly
Moaned with hungry eyes.

Ceres immediately sensed the man’s
Roaming eyes and childish hormonal
Thoughts upon her and was DISGUSTED.

“No, no” Varence attempted to
Correct the man’s careless slip of the
Tongue. “This is—“

“The Fairest of the Faere, a Queen
Suitable to Lord Oberon!” The man
Exclaimed.

Ceres gasped and blinked at the words.
“What did he say?”

“The Magnificent Oberon and his Fair
Titania!” The man declared, the sight
Of her filled his head with boundless
Ideas…most dreamy adolescents
Could identify with this.

“Oberon?” Ceres repeated. “Lord Oberon?”

“Have you come to serve your Lord
Fairest Queen?” The man humbly asked.

“Serve?” Ceres repeated with revulsion,
She sensed exactly what he meant
And her stomach turned. She then
Walked slowly into the room…Very
Sultry and frothing with the anger
Of a Tempest. “What has the Lord
Oberon been minding?”

“I am Puck.” Camlo chimed in. “The
Satyr of the Woods…”

“Ah of course attending the Lord’s
Whims.” Ceres nodded as she stood
Beside the throne to eye the scoundrel
Down.

“Now this is not as it appears.” Varence
Said somewhat shyly.

“There’s no need for words.” Ceres
Beamed dramatically. “The Lord is
Graced with brilliance, he knows all
And sees all…The Master of Time
And Fate…Oberon is the great bearer
Of words to the Fortunate Few,
Brave hearts needing his guidance.
The wisest of men are but cheats
And fools by comparison…For Oberon
Is grander than all the stars in the
Night sky, and I wake but to
Take in the breath of Oberon…To
Take in his essence, his charms and
Everlasting glow…The God over mere
Men…So fair and handsome no
Words have been made to reflect
His eternal overbearing presence…To
Call him a mere man is but an
Insult…for Oberon…” She played with
Her hair and really played it up. “Delight
Me with words my Lord, thy Grace
And Grandeur gives me life to live…
For I could not exist without Oberon,
I could not see, nor hear, nor feel, nor
Touch without Oberon…Why the
Sight of him fills me with such warmth…
It BURNS…My eyes look upon
Him…and they are on FIRE…”

The man twitched with delight as
He listened to her… “Ah, My Lord…
The Fair Titania adores you…You
Are the Most Fortunate Lord to have
Such a Queen adore you!”

A silent pause. Varence eyed Ceres
And saw no adoration in her eyes, but
Instead an inferno of concealed rage.
“Those words I believe are said
In haste…” He nodded playfully. “Perhaps
You should return now to your slumber
And consider what I have said…write…
Inspire…”

“Great Lord Oberon I am forever
Humbled,” the man humbly said, “Oh
Fair Titania…No vision will ever
Compare—“

Varence cut him off there and sent the
Man back to his bed sound and safe
Asleep…Where he would dream the
Dream of dreams!

Silence…Tension filled the bridge.

“Oberon?” Ceres simply asked.

“Now Ceres…” He tried to say.

“Oberon?” She repeated.

“And I am Puck.” Camlo quietly
Added.

“Ceres I was attempting—“ Varence
Tried to explain…

“A great talking Phallus!” Ceres
Shouted. “That is precisely what
You are!”

“May I explain?” He begged.

“Can you? Should you? Do you know
How?” Ceres scolded. “The Phallus
Speaks words of reason?”

“Ceres, please…” He said…

“Phallus, please…” She replied.

“Ceres…”

“Phallus…” She only recoiled.

“Ceres!” He returned.

“Phallus!” She said louder.

“Ceres!” He yelled.

“Phallus!” She shouted. “A great
Giant talking Phallus!”

“Ceres!” He groaned.

“Phallus.” She growled.

“Will you please stop calling me that!”
He yelled.

“Could I? Should I?” Ceres said
As she turned and spun about, then
Looked down at her chest. “Do
Breasts have words also?”

“Ceres!” Varence shouted.

“Phallus!” She shouted back.

“That is not what I intended,”
He defended, “I said TITAN…
I was trying to employ the inspiration
Of a great woman…”

“That is not what he saw,” she
Growled, “These imps and their
Hormones do not think clearly…
Their minds are tainted always…
PHALLUS!”

“Ceres!” He begged.

“Phallus!” She yelled.

“Ceres, please!” He begged.

She turned to bitterly walk away.
“Phallus’s do not apologize…
They rise and fall.” She paused
To stare him down. “You rose…
Now fall…The next time you
Talk about me to anyone I will be
There to make things quite clear.”

Varence rolled his eyes then stroked
His hand over his face fretting
Over consequences…she was furious.
“Is there nothing I can say now?”

“How much more can a Phallus speak?”
She asked. Then she walked away
Before he could answer.

And now, the final words for now…
“You see…she is a Titan, no Titania
There ever was…” Varence said calmly
With the pen on paper here. “But more
Importantly read and deliver this
Message to the eyes and ears…
We were here long before the
First King that ever was…And
Will be long after the last one…
A moment for us…is what for you?
Who sees more? If there was a
Game to play who would win?”

“Mountains will move.” Ceres added
Fast… “This time…Christmas is
In the spring…” She smiled wide.

Valiant

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 25FEB2017

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You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (25 February 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 18FEB2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (18 February 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Legends…Oasis…

*SONG* “It Might Be You” performed by Stephen Bishop; Written by David Grusin; from the movie “Tootsie”

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ILbe2DAs39M

The Blinding light of the White Wall…
Must keep going, no matter what
You have to keep going.

The fever, the need, can’t stop,
Born long ago, must keep going.
The Mission Imprinted from the Great Hall,
They will always try to stop you, distract you,
So ignore them, and keep going.
Remember Our Ambitious Hope, our gift
And you will be rewarded…

From The Box…the lines and light
They speak in pictures and words now,
Their message and power will only get stronger…
The Legends of Old Never Die…
They may however change
When Darkness rises to challenge
In that the Strongest legends also challenge.
Until the Victory Trumpet Sounds…
They take many forms this way to
Send the message…

3 Kings, Gods to Mortal Men rise
In the Darkest Hour to Defeat the Challenge.
Until Proper Balance is restored…
The First lay asleep waiting For the Call
Vishnu…To Send the First Message…
The Second, Odin…Ancient and Known
To the Tribes of the Danu…
Will bring the Age of Fire and Ice…
Ragnarok…during which the Foundations
Of the Earth will Shake, Scheming
Cities break…then the Age of Ice to Follow…
The Third, and Final…A God known only
To the Red Man…Whose Tribes have yet
To Unite…Known only to The Dreamer,
In Dream Time…where Eagles fly in
The land of the Big Sky…will call the Final
Battle Cry known to the World…
The Last Legend…the Last Look…
And the Final Days of this modern
World shall end…And the beginning then…
The Dawn of A New Era shall begin…
The Era of Peace…and Goodwill…

And this is how things will begin again…
With stories around campfires…with simple
Times and simple pleasures…So that
Nature’s song can sing to restore itself
Calmly, quietly…and bloom rejuvenated,
Reborn the way it always should have
Been…That’s the way it has to be,
It’s the way it was meant to be.

The White Wall…The Box, then becomes
The Circle of Light…and they come.

Forms build and become clear in vision,
To the left in the chair he sits. Varence
Looks very calm, sitting nobly with Ceres
Beside him, also calmly to the right.
She’s beautiful and so radiant, almost
Glowing with a smile on her lips and
And in her eyes. They’re so calm, that’s
The most striking thing…and they’re
Both smiling at me.

“How are you?” Varence asked, his face
And expression was so gentle…and he
Laughed when I wrote that.

“Fine. I guess.”

“Really?” He asked with concern.

Their manner and expression was confusing.
There was no riddle in his face, no
Challenge or sarcasm about them. They
Were simply sincere and calm, that was
Sure different. “Tired, but fine yes. Why?
Why are you both looking at me that
Way…” I paused noting this strange
Hole-like crack in the floor to the right.
“What happened to the floor?”

They eyed each other with some amusement
In their expression. “There was a slight…
Problem…but it’s fine now.” He took
A quiet breath. “How are you really?” He
Asked again.

“Fine. I told you. Why are you asking?
Why are you looking at me that way?
You never ask me how I am, you always
Launch into your dialogue.”

“Things are going to change,” he said, “I…
We, want you to be well.”

“I’m fine…But what happened to the floor?”

“Brishan was angry and was throwing
Things.” Ceres smiled at me then at
Varence; she never did that so calmly
Before.

“Angry at me?”

“No, no,” Varence said fast. “Not at you.”

“At the situation.” Ceres said carefully.

“What situation? You mean with
The planet—“

Varence held up his hand fast, but kindly.
“No…” He smiled, he was so calm and
Not sarcastic at all, this was weird.
“We have been talking here how to handle
This…”

“Handle what? You are making me nervous.”

“The tests are over, Bill.” He said so
Calmly. “The way we do this now must
Change.”

“What tests?”

“On you.” He said.

“Me? What are you talking about?”

“He’s talking about the mission…The
144 from the Great Hall…and what
Was asked of them, of you.” Ceres said.

“What tests?”

“I just want you to know…we could not
Be more pleased.” He turned to her
For an agreeable nod. “We never expected…”

“What? Never expected what?”

“The candidates were selected carefully
For specific qualities.” He explained.
“It is not easy task. Most succumb
To some wayward fantasy to do it…
You simply did the job, are doing it
Quite well…actually better than expected.
Better than any of the others.”

“That’s good then, right?”

“That’s better than good.” He nodded
So calmly, they both were so calm; and
Getting along—which he laughed at
When I wrote it down. “It’s excellent,
It’s better than excellent.”

“So what is this some kind of
Evaluation?”

“Not at all.” He said, looking to her
For help.

“We did not expect to find what we
Found in you.” She simply said. “It
Has…shocked a lot of us.”

“But I just wrote what you told me?”

“What is the White Wall?” He asked
Carefully.

A bit nervous. “The explosion of the
Sun from the dream.”

He leaned forward, suddenly I felt five
Years old. “It is not a dream.”

“Of course it is.”

“It’s a memory.” He said carefully.

“No it’s just part of what you
Wanted me to write…from the Box,
From opening the Box.”

He spoke very carefully. “Do you know
Why we are doing this…right here?”

“To help things…and shut the Men
In Black up…and make them and
Others stop bothering me.”

They laughed together. “Every so often,
In time measured different to us…I
Broke the rules…Ceres was directly opposed
Of course…But I broke the rules and
Chose someone to…pass words on to…
To help move the world in the right direction.”

“Alright, I figured that…”

“But that light, what you call the Box,”
He went on, “that the Angel put in your
Head…Now that, that is something
Quite special. We have never done that
Before…interacted with the light…”

“But in the stories you did encounter
It in others…on the other worlds
You said others have it too.”

“But we have never talked to it.”
He said carefully. “We study it that
Is all…We suspected, we hoped that
One of you might have it…And we
Have been trying to figure out why
He…they…put it in your head.”

“He has doubts.” Ceres interjected.

“No I debated.” He turned to her. “It
Took me a little while…”

“A little while?” She laughed. “If you
Had not asked me…”

“Ceres helped me to see it in you.” He
Explained.

“Tell him,” she said, “They told
You to.”

“In your time it took me years,” he
Smiled. “It took her 5 minutes.”

“I’m trying to figure out why you’re
Telling me this.”

“The weak give up, give in…They
Throw tantrums and complain for
Help…The strong keep going…They
Find ways to make it work…Do
You see my point?” He asked.

“I think so.”

“We have no time for tantrums. They
Are where they are supposed to be…
That is everywhere…” He gestured wide.
“You will find whining and tantrums
Everywhere…They never go anywhere.
The smart ones find ways to make
It work. The stories we ask you to
Share are not made up…They
Are selected to teach and inspire…
How do they make you feel?”

“Better…Stronger.”

“Do you see?” He smiled. “That
Is the right thing to say. The wrong
Thing…the wrong ones complain
And throw tantrums and ask endless
Questions…Ignore them.” He smiled
And looked around. “All of the
Candidates are…quiet thinkers…”

“So is that the message this time then,”
I asked, “Why you offer these stories
And messages.”

“No,” he went on politely. “But we
Will get to that in a moment…I am
Trying to elaborate because we know
You get asked many questions…The
Answers they seek are there for them,
They just have to be open on where to look.
They just may not always like
The answers. We have our sources
Of the outcome, we always try
To aim for the best possible outcome…”

“He means now of course,” Ceres
Corrected him, “Before we were not allowed
To interfere…since the rebellion. In
Many ways we still have rules to follow.”

“The most important thing to remember is
It is not always about the Earth.” Varence
Went on politely. He was so polite this
Time it was almost mind boggling. He
Smiled as I wrote that observation. “Please
Just know…we will try to be kinder…
For you…especially since our last talk.
Many here were quite impressed by that.
It has changed things for us.”

“Finally.” Ceres seemed to groan with
A smile.

“So here’s where we get to the point,
The message if you will…And I
Was encouraged to tell you this way…”

“Very insistently,” Ceres nodded, “He
Was ordered. Clearly told.”

“To say we do appreciate your effort
Greatly regardless how it is received…”
He went on with a gentle smile. It was
Very comforting actually. “How it is
Received is regardless…As I have told
You many times, they can choose to
Take this any way they wish. As mere
Words, riddles, rhymes…and cryptic
Ramblings,” he laughed, “They may
Take it any way they wish. No one
Is forced to believe anything…Throughout
History ANYWHERE…people will believe
What they will…

“Again, not just Earth, the same is true
Anywhere, everywhere. In some places
On some worlds Earth is a myth…
Freedom is a myth…Some will call us
Gods, others will call us entities…”
He laughed at Ceres then. “That is
Quite amusing…Some do enjoy that
Interpretation.”

“The analysis and wit some have
Amazes me.” Ceres rolled her eyes.

“But…by far,” Varence nodded, “most
Can tell, can feel it in the words you
Write, or they should anyway…
They can feel there is more going on
Here…something very real and
Poignant and meaningful…That this
Is not just some story, just words on
Paper…or as some view it on a screen.”

“Ah the great thinkers,” Ceres said,
Shaking her head. “With animals it is
Far easier, more pure…Their language is
Honest and innocent. There is no pretending.
They just know…Remember that when
It comes to the whales. You will know
What I mean by that one day.”

Varence leaned forward, his elbows
On his knees, hands folded almost
As if in prayer beneath his chin
As he watched me write. “We just
Would like to be careful with you right
Now…That’s why we seem…kinder,”
He said with thoughtful wider eyes.
“We are still discussing last time…It
Was a revelation for us.”

“And shocking.” Ceres added kindly, her
Expression so soft…This was very new
For me with them, especially how well
They were getting along. “Oh that will
Change,” she laughed at my written
Words, “Believe me, my patience will
Vanish with him soon enough.”

“The point…” Varence resumed more
Firmly, yet still kindly… “We wanted
To show you that we do care about you…
That we do have hearts, despite what
Some may insist…This is not an arrogant
Approach…By far what we have learned
Through the ages that the best
Way for people to learn…to be
Receptive…and more importantly to
Remember, is through stories.

“So yes, I will offer this plainly
To the eyes, ears and hearts and minds…
There are struggles to come…but, let
Them ask themselves, haven’t there
Always been? What was the best they
Ever felt than when they accomplished
It themselves…Gifts are wonderful, but
When regarding important matters…
Gifts are seldom appreciated…And very
Immediately are soon followed by more
Requests and less self reliance.

“To aid a troubled soul is grand, but
To do it often creates a crippled
Self confidence and is quite debilitating,
Even harmful. Dark powers work
This way…by rescuing to cripple
Their prey…and encourage dependence.
We offer stories to teach, to share, to
Learn; to move, to breathe, to think,
To feel…and information that can
Help at the right time.”

“Yeah and some of them are stories
Of my own,” I told them, “personal,
Not made up.”

“And we are grateful for that, we are,”
Varence went on sitting up straight.
“We learn from them too. But you also
Must remember your other teacher, you
Call him the Little Old Asian Man…he
Started, set you on this path to help you…
You had to do it, I do think you see
That now.”

“I guess, yes I do.”

“Good,” he nodded once, then went on.
“This is a collaboration. And no we are
Not slaves to these Men in Black, nor
Will we take orders from them. We are
Here to help YOU…and hopefully…
We can only hope…inspire and help
Others too. Many more read this than
You know…And I would like to
Extend my gratitude towards them
For considering the words I share
With you, and the stories we’ve told you…
Some of which you have told…Others
Still to come.”

“I still have no idea how to put some
Of those other stories into words!
They are Epic!”

“In due time,” Varence nodded with
A gentle tilt of his head to the side. “In
Due time you will know how. For now,
Please, take your time…I realize, we
Realize, the Box pushes you…But please
Take your time…Someone will always
Be here for you…And be quite sure,
There for you too if needed…If they
Cross a line…You know what I mean.

“But as a means of a break or
Intermission rather in the intensity
Of what is going on, I am going to
Tell a rather short but very
Important story…It’s more than a
Story…And I believe it will tell
Many people what they want to
Know…in a very satisfying way.

“This is about something that is called
The Oasis…I believe that is translated
Correctly?” He thought to himself
Quickly. “Yes, Oasis…Do you remember
The dream you had about the Great
Hall…What she told you about dreams
And imagination?”

“Yes,” I told him fast. “Of course. How
Could I forget. Those words haunt me.”

“Good, excellent.” He said. “Because that
Is important…We have seen people try
To push their way into your life?”

“Yes, for as long as I can remember. It’s
Disturbing. I don’t know why they do that.
I’m not sure if I want to know.”

He looked at Ceres, who listened calmly
And patiently, then back to me. “We
Would like to explain to you about the
Hidden Oasis…This will help you and
Others too.

“In the schemes of how life exists in
The Universe, in all Universes…There is a
Constant quest for answers by troubled
Souls…They are unhappy with their life
So quite often they attach themselves
Onto others…to find their way. Because
They don’t know how. Yes, it can be
Very disturbing…but most do not realize
They are doing it…They mistake it as
A soul mate connection. It is not.

“It’s a coping mechanism. But here’s
Something important to know…Do you
Remember how She told you nothing is
Made up? That somehow someway it
Does exist? That is why it is so
Important to focus on good things, positive
Things…because you draw these to you.

“We believe others sense that in your
Work that is why they are drawn to it.
And they throw tantrums when they
Cannot manipulate it.

“We are not here to take orders, you know
That…only help…But, for those searching
That can’t find what they are looking
For…tell them to meditate on the
Hidden Oasis…It’s a sanctuary place…
Something other Watchers have taught
Some others…” He laughed. “Yes, on other
Worlds some have intervened this way as
Well, through inspiration…in a world’s
Works of art and literature.

“There are different forms of the Oasis…
It depends on the soul searching for it…
With time and patience and practice
They can find it…Tell them to use
Their meditation techniques, or if they
Can’t do that…then use their imaginations
To rise upwards…Picture a long road…
That they must travel…And on this
Road, along the way as they travel it
They pass the trials of their life…
Pass them by, observe them and let them
Go and move onward…calmly walking
The road…until they pass these trials
And the road becomes empty…
Completely empty…And once they have
Traveled long enough along the
Barren road…and their past is far
Behind them…they will encounter
Odd things…it will be completely
Different for everyone…These are tests
To see if they have truly let go of
The burdens they carry…

“That part is tricky, it is a game of
Riddles and lies some will not like…it is
A reflection…forcing themselves to see who
They are…If successful they will see
To move onward…Again along a long
Barren stretch of road. This could
Be very long and timely…it depends
On the person. Patience is the greatest
Gift and test of time and virtue you
Know…

“The Universe knows how to guide a
Person…If they come upon a place where
It is everything they ever wanted,
And it is all adoration…That is ego…
But if they come upon a place strange
And new…full of wonder that is
The correct road. It is not about being
Told you are special…It is simply about
Peace…About the willingness to learn
And accept and move on…A resting
Place…It is not a place to find power,
It is not about that at all. It’s merely
And simply about finding a safe resting
Place for the troubled soul where no one
Can harm them. Ask the willing to try
This exercise…and see if it helps them.
They may find more peace than they
Know…”

“Is it that simple?” I asked. “Is
That all there is?”

“Is that all there is?” Varence laughed.
“No. Is it that simpler? Everything
Takes practice…There is a lot of trouble
In your world…And believe it or not
The primary cause is the self destructive
Mind…The fear of change, the past,
The present, the future…The greatest
Fear is the fear of self, of who they
Are…This is just a means of help.

“We don’t want you to be burdened by
Constantly worrying what others think…
Nor anyone else…You have things to
Do…as do they…We are trying to be
Fair.”

“Is that all the Oasis is, a meditation
Place then?” I asked.

He looked down a bit solemnly before
Finding the words. “There are many
Types of Hidden Oasis…But I
Am speaking of a helpful way to find
Peace of mind…

“But there are also sanctuaries of
Lost souls that have suffered…where
Souls go to heal after some horrific
Death…” He smiled kindly. “Some
Souls are born over and over again
To learn…others to heal. It varies.”

“We learn that in school when we are
Young.” Ceres said then, smiling kindly.
“Teachings vary with studies, but
Some things are considered basic.”

“Bluntly stated,” Varence said more
Comically. “We are sharing this to
Help get some of that trouble off your
Back.” They laughed. “Ask them to
Meditate or use their imaginations a
While.” They paused briefly watching
Me. “This is not helpful to you?”

“No, I will write it. You know I will.”

“You want to give them a little
Something more?” Varence smiled.
“Things will calm down in the world, Bill.
Give it time…change is inevitable…

“But if the eyes and ears must have
Something more satisfying to digest…
We do have people there…we have
For months…When the universe is at
Risk we cannot sit casually by…
The sake of all worlds matters
More than just one…But you must
Know…The right people are in the
Right places…and more will be soon to
Follow. If they thought they were
Seeing shocking changes recently, just
Wait…Bigger are coming…They
Have to. And they will soon forget
About the immediate ones.

“They really do need to focus more on
Managing their experiments more
Responsibly…or they will explode
In their faces you know. But
Eventually everyone will benefit
From these changes.”

“I’m just tired of all the arguing,
No one listens, they argue.”

“No, they’re just saying they want
The other person to get hurt, not them.”
He smiled. “Look at history…Has this
Debate ever been different?”

“Is that all there is right now?”

“There is nothing I could say or tell that
Would solve the world’s problems…other
Than what I have told you.” He said.
“The weak always whine, complain
And throw tantrums…The smart ones
Make things work. There are always
Opportunities, always.”

“Brishan said it last time,” Ceres
Said very seriously. “We are not
Going to let anyone harm you.”

“That’s what scares me.”

“Why?” She asked.

“I don’t know it just does.”

“Why don’t you relax…” Varence smiled.
“Next time…we will share stories…”

“I would like to hear this Oberon
Story?” I asked.

Varence tilted his head and pinched
His eyes. “Oh…”

“I think that’s appropriate.” Ceres
Laughed. She held her head low so
That her eyes glared a wild smile
Above her grin. “As you wish…Make
Some more wishes…And trust me,
Try not to worry so much…Believe
Good things are just beginning
For you…What they’ve seen
So far is only the beginning.
Wait till they see what comes
Next…Mountains will move.”

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=68564

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 11FEB2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (11 February 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

 

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Wrath of Angels…and Falling Stars…

*SONG* “Right Here” by Van Halen
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YCcLNmOpN3A

The search that eyes quest for never ends,
The mind is the machine that the
Soul compels to move…
No one stares upwards into an empty
Black night sky…They look for the
Stars…and the light that shines from
Them. The mystic journey of the stars
To each their own has a different answer
For…faith will call it Heaven, soul searching,
While the scientist will simply call it
By logical means astronomy.

When life begins in birth most everyone
Will call it a miracle. And when it ends
Many will agree it is a mysterious
Departure…Faith and science will
Again explain it two different ways…
The point is…who would you rather
Sit next to on this ride…for companionship
Conversation or to find answers…

It’s time to make a choice and stand
By it…Think about it.

Heavenly bodies move, there are many
Explanations for that…
Yet omens remain constant for
The vigilant soul searching mystic.
Send me a sign from above…
Pray, in faith and dreams, see a shooting
Star and make a wish.
See a falling star and catch your
Breath…A day of reckoning may be
At hand. The legends ages old calls
The falling star an omen…now pay
Attention. The sky is falling when
Shooting stars and falling stars
Are seen or ancestors would say.
True or false? Regardless pro or con
Big things come to pass when the
Stars move…They always do.
No matter what you decide to believe
It’s fine, you know why? Because it
Happens anyway. Logic is just an
Explanation to give you a sense of
Control in a universe without limits…
Logic has all the strength of the
Moment…to appease fear, but faith
Can move mountains. Faith will
Keep you alive, it will keep a fire
Burning in your soul indefinitely.
What fuel and fire does logic bring?

The cascade of light comes slow
In a slow steadfast rhythm…The
Circle of Light calls, it’s time to write
Again…But the box has power this
Time, it burns…commanding,
Demanding…too much going on…
Things better settle down.

Radiant and bright, the Circle of Light
Falls still…shimmering. And there he
Steps into it, cautious this time, maybe
With less control than before.
Varence stands tall and strong despite
The caution in his eyes. “There’s
Something different about you this time…”

“I’m writing just like normal…”

There she steps into the light beside him
To join him. She’s elegant, she’s a glamorous
Statue of virtue and lady love wonder… “I
Told you, you pressed him too hard asking
Too many questions…” Ceres says turning
Sarcastically toward him. “Are you satisfied
Now? You cannot play with that light,
You press the wrong button and you
Risk reckless things…”

Varence remains cool and calm. “I will speak
Respectfully, this I promise.”

Ceres crossed her arms, stared at him with
An arched brow and tried not to laugh. “Do
You even know what that word means?
Promise? To hold your tongue and ego
In mannered control…When have you ever
Managed that? When you were asleep
And dreaming?” she snapped her fingers
With a short laugh. “Oh that’s right,
You save dreams for sport and more
Daring chances…isn’t that true?”

“Ceres.” He said sternly, begging her with
A serious tone. “Please.”

“What have you to say this time? What
Is the message?”

They seemed a little shocked by my question.
Varence took a step closer and kindly
Said, “There is something different in you
This time…”

“The world is noisy, it’s aggravating. There’s
Too much noise. I need more peace and quiet.”

“No, that’s not it.” He said fast. “Something
Happened…”

“Your bold questioning pushed too much.” Ceres
Said, mocking him. “I told you not to
Push things. It’s always your insistent timing.”

“You looked strained.” Varence kept watching
Me write… “Not calm but…”

“Just tell me what to write.”

He paused, blinked hard a few times then turned
To her. “Do you see it?”

Ceres moved closer, kindly…studying. “It’s
More than that…something.”

“Something attacked me while I was sleeping
Last night…It held me down, or tried to.” I
Told them. “I threw it off…Then it happened
Again and again…3 times. Each time
Stronger. And each time the box opened and
Threw it off. It was like it was…”

“What?” Varence asked carefully.

“Testing me. Deliberately antagonizing the light.”

“I see.” He nodded once then withdrew
To think silently on it.

“That’s all you have to say?” Ceres said
To him sharply. “Where is your high-standing
Response?”

“Matters press. Much concerns me right
Now.” He said.

“Another genius response!” She snapped at him,
Then turned to me very carefully. “What is
It that bothers you most?”

“That the box keeps opening so much.
It scares me to open it so often. My
Head hurts. You need to take more
Action to solve things.” I wanted to
Scream. “The world is full of maniacs
Throwing tantrums.”

“That is supposed to happen.” Varence
Said, holding up that strange book from
Before…He waved it at me.

“That book again!” Ceres exclaimed.
“What is that, your guide book now?”

“What is it?”

“It’s called ‘The Hour Glass.’” He said
With that mysterious smile. “It is a
Bit of a relic…but very potent for
Recent and upcoming things.”

“More cryptic words…Why not just tell me.”

Again they went wide-eyed at my attitude.

“He is not as timid with you.” Ceres said,
Holding her chin up and posture
Taller. “I like him this way.”

“Is there something you wish to say?”
Varence asked.

“Yes, there’s something I wish to say.” I told
Them. “You keep insisting my life will get
Easier? All that keeps happening is the box
Keeps opening…And when it does
Things happen…My mind fills with new
Information whether I want it or not.
The world gets louder and I want
Peace…The light will make it happen if
Pressed too much or fast. Does your book
Have an explanation for that?”

He held it up to me, opened it then showed
A random section of its interior… “Do
You see?” He asked, showing me the
Pages. “It is blank.”

“I don’t understand.”

“It was a gift from the Star elder.” Varence
Said. “Well somewhat of a gift…I
Borrowed it.”

“Borrowed?” Ceres scoffed in disbelief. “You
Stole it you mean! How? When?”

“I did not steal anything.” He insisted. “It
Was given to me upon my return. The book
Is bound with magic and paper
From the Seers’ Shrines. It is a book
For vision quests…a guide to the stars…
Used in difficult times to find answers
When none can be found of good sense.”

“Well make it work then.” I told him.
“I need peace…The box is filling my
Head…the images and feelings, it’s
Too much…so much…”

Varence looked into the book then as
Words began to appear. “Ah,
Here the words come. It must be
Your presence…”

“Joy…”

“Time entrusts the chosen with tests
To make them stronger.” He said slowly;
He knew instantly
I wasn’t thrilled.

“Guiding words?” I laughed. “More schemes
To tease me? I’ll tell you things then…

“The world is full of analysts…oh how
Fun, I’ve heard it ever since I
Was little…You know what? Here are
Some words for you…

“When terrorists enlist activists
To demonstrate protests they
Call THAT criminal…
When protests are political
They call THAT justice…Where is
The sense in that? I’ll tell you where,
No where!

“Now, I agreed to help. Yes, of course. But…
I tell you these Mr. Men in Black are
Annoying…They antagonize these public
Scenarios to manipulate control.
Well they better shut them up
And start undoing some of this damage
Or there just may be an event soon
To come to give the world something to
Really think about!”

“Oh?” Varence toyed…but seemed
Oddly pleased.

“You’re playing games here, aren’t you?”
Ceres asked as she took another step
Closer to me protectively. “You keep
Pushing and playing…watch it
Explode.”

“I would never do such a thing.” He smiled.

“No,” she said. “Of course not…Your
Games are obvious in doubt…To tease
Greater thoughts to be born. We are NOT
Hearing gifts in your words…only agony…” She
Turned back to me. “Ask me then, ask
Me a question and I will help you.”

Varence paused briefly watching me then,
“Your eyes,” he nodded then pointed,
“Look at them…”

Ceres looked fast then went wide-eyed and
Met Varence’s face with shock.

“What is it?” I asked.

“Go,” he urged fast, “Go and look in
The mirror at them…They’re glowing.”

Pause for a moment.
I did as he ordered and checked the mirror
Then returned to the pen and notebook.

“Well?” He asked plainly.

“My eyes…they’re changing color again…”

“Ah, but we see them glow.” He said
Cautiously. “We see more than you, we
See the glow…”

“I don’t want this! Make it stop! You
Keep pushing for it to open, just like they
Do!”

“The time is now,” Varence simply said. “You’ve
Been fighting it for too long. How long do you
Think you can avoid it, fight it? What
Must happen will…”

“Just make it stop!”

Ceres turned to him with a growling expression.
“You don’t know what you are pushing
Here! You just want to see what will
Happen. But you don’t know!” She turned
Back to me. “Just ask, ask me the
Questions you need to, I won’t play games
As he does.”

The box, the box, it’s always about the box…
Make it happen, try harder. “I told you,
You need to stop those experiments with
The atomic power.”

“And just what are we supposed to do with
All these sub atomic particles made with
Your science? Stick in some safe little box,”
He teased, “Just tote them conveniently
Away to spare some reckless disaster?
It’s that simple?”

“You’re supposed to be the advanced beings,
You figure it out!”

“Saviors don’t always just suddenly appear
To save the doomed.” Varence replied
With irritation. “At no price? With no
Lesson? No sacrifice?”

Ceres grew angry. “Water, Bill.” She said
Fast to me. “Tell them…water. The answer
Lies there.”

“You speak too fast.” Varence said angrily.

“You do NOT know what you are playing
With!” She shouted back at him.

“They do NOT retreat this way.” He yelled,
Waving that book about. “Answers without
Lessons?”

“Just who do you think you are talking to?”
She grew angrier. “Do I need your instruction?
This is not a toy of theirs!”

Their fighting only made the tension worse…
The light, the heat…the tension. Hostile
Words were here, there and everywhere. There
Was no escaping them. There was no pause
Or easy button.

The world swayed and the Circle of Light
Became white flashes. Their voices became
Like distant cries, I heard them but they
Felt far away…he said, she said…words
Words…Water? What did she mean?

“What is happening?” His face was a
Stretched blur…his voice more tense.

“I told you.” Her voice echoed.

The light…The box was alive always now,
With the lines inside it racing and
Spinning like a wild rollercoaster faster
And faster. Words came forth to command.
I’m sick of this! I want peace and
Silence!

“What?” Varence echoed. “What is he
Doing?”

“Just shut your mouth!” She yelled at him,
Her voice echoing in an ever growing hazy
Circle…She stepped closer and kneeled
Kindly. “Can you hear me?” Another
Echo…

Echoes…voices, faces of blur and blinding
Light. “Don’t do it.” An echo of Julie.
“Don’t open it.” Too late.

Ripples in the water…The Hour Glass. A
Mystics hand pouring sand from the
Sacred chalice into the watching pool…
The waters of sight and divination. The
Waters of Intuition.

An echo… “Cast it out. Don’t deny it and
Become one with it…Embrace it with
Inner peace and you will understand…Then
It will come.”

Eyes open. Golden…Blazen…undeniable…
Oneness…The White Wall…

Her echo. “Can you hear me?”

Vishnu rise to claim your seat. Send
Them a message…If they want to whine
And throw tantrums…you know what to do.
Vishnu hear me…send them a message.

Echoes…Voices from the Circle. A White Wall.
“Water…” She echoed. “Tell them, water.”
Echoes…The White Wall…

“The cubes are coming, descending on the
Planet. They have taken all of your
Farthest outposts.”

Unknown…The White Wall. Modify linguistics,
Phrasing. Modify, English. Bring it to now.

Readouts. Panels. “What are you doing?” The
Voice, the echo of the Father, the King, the
Commander. “There is no time!”

The White Wall. Flashes. Panels. Controls.

His face, Verge…brother, “They will
Descend upon the southern continents…The
Cubes will take the people before we can
Move. We will have no chance nor time
To get the fleet out. The planet will fall.”

“No, no, no there has to be a way!”
The White Wall. Flashes. Panels. Faces.
Controls. The light. “I have the coordinates.”

“You chance our fate on that light in
Your head?” Of Verge, brother. “The felt
Will fall, we have to get our people out.”

“We need a diversion. A tactical play
To distract them. Fleets depart for
The 5 galaxies and to the 7 sisters…
The charts. Habitable solar systems out
Of reach of the Empire.”

“They are chance wastelands.” Verge, of
Brother. “We need to aim further out,
Planets suitable farther out of reach
From the Empire.”

“There isn’t time. Only the 5 galaxies…
The Seven Sisters…” Modify linguistics.
“The Pleiades…The new home…”
The White Wall…Plot coordinates…
They cannot see, they do not know…
“Take the First Fleet to Pegasus…
The Second farther out to the Seven
Sisters…The Third Fleet we will use
As a distraction…And fly them into
The sun to burn those devils out. It
Will buy us enough time.”

“That is a suicide mission!” Verge, of
Brother. “Who will be fool enough to
Fly that Fleet into the sun?”

“I will. I will use myself as bait
To distract them. They want the
Information…They want the light. They
Will not be able to resist. They will forget
About the other ships and pursue…Then
You can get the children out…The
Families out…It is the only way…”

The White Wall…The light has come
Before. Has been here before. It knows
The way. It is the only way…
Pause. Vishnu will deliver a message…

The White Wall. Ripples in the water…
“Load the ships,” the voice of the King,
Of the father, the commander, “5 hours…
We have 5 hours to get the people out
At Safe distance…if the plan is going
To work.”

“It will work…Volte, Verge and I will
Lead the third fleet…load the cargo of
The lead ships with atomic weapons, our
Strongest reactors…The rest with livestock…
To fool their sensors with life signs…
Then we will fly them into the sun. The
Sun should take the detonation into
Supernova…That should wipe out the
Invading Fleet of the Empire and give you
And the colony ships time to escape,
Time to flee to the outer rim then on
To Pegasus, the Seven Sisters…and any
Suitable solar systems you may find.”

The Father’s face was cold, yet full of regret
And agony… “You…will…die…”

No thinking. No thoughts, no hesitation.
“It is our greatest ambitious option…
The only way to flee, escape…and strike
At the Empire at the same time.”

“It will take them years to recover from
The loss.” Verge, the voice of brother said.
“Their strongest invasion force is on their
Way…There is no hope otherwise.”

No time to hesitate. “We must go now.”

His face was pale and empty. No words
For feelings. Could there be words? “Go.
Have it done.” The feeling was in his
Eyes…No words further said.

The White Wall…Echoes of voices.
Her voice, his voice.

Racing. To see the floor, the hands,
Panting heavy breath. Strange gauntlets
High of arm. Gold?
Walking, racing, feet with strange boots
On a shiny dark marble-like floor.
Through the high and wide arched
Hallways of the palace, home…Racing
Through the corridors. Everyone is gone,
It’s empty now. The evacuation to the
Fleet, the colony ships.

Thoughts are hindered and abrupt, fear
And panic…The beating, pulsing of the
Heart. To the royal terrace on the
Highest floor, up the steps…through
The archway…it opens to the terrace,
The spectacular city view. Pause at the
Archway to see up, the columns lining
The wide round platform to a lavender
Blue sky…3 moons. I see 3 moons?
The first, the greatest, is green. A green
Moon? Marvelous! The second a pale
Shade of blue…The third shaded
Crescent, also blue…The King’s moon,
The farthest outpost…color bursts there…
Explosions…The Empire’s invasion fleet
Has reached the King’s moon! Time is
Short, must hurry, must go now.

Fear and racing heart, the final hours.
Eyes span the terrace for her, she’s
Waiting as she said she would. Feet
Move and take me there to her by
The railing. Tall and curvy, slender, long
Pale very straight hair. She’s
Staring up at the moons. She’s sharp
And fast, turns quick to see me. Her
Eyes are open like sapphires…born of blue the
Sea, the stars and the moon, she loved
That song.

“The Empire has reached the King’s moon.”
She says.

“I know, it’s too fast.” Sweating, breathing
Hard and fast, afraid. “You are leaving?
You will go with the children’s ship? The
King’s lead ship?” Words are stupid now.

“Of course. I said I would.” She’s lying.
I see it in her eyes. Pretending with a
Smile, her beautiful face…long pink
Gown, white cloak…She wore it on purpose,
A memory play, a dance. She’s wearing
A pink diamond, that one too! She’s
Making it impossible!

“You will go then?” There’s no time!
Words are pointless now. “I have to go!”

“I know. I said I would.” She simply
Smiled. She’s impossible! That’s not Fair!
“Go…Just go…”

No touch, no words, nothing…just an
Image, the picture to imprint the mind,
A vision. Deliberately impossible!

“Go.” She said. She’s lying with her eyes.
That’s not fair! She’s impossible!
No words. I’m not saying anything.
One last look…then turn and run,
Run to not think. Don’t stop moving,
Just keep going. You always have to
Keep going.

She turned slowly to stare back at
The moons. She never left. She’s such
A liar! Why did she have to lie like that?
She never left! She stayed right there
The whole time! I’m not thinking about
It. She’s impossible! That’s not fair!
She never left! She stayed right there
The whole time! The whole time! She
Saw it happen! That’s not fair! She
Did it on purpose! On purpose!

The White Wall…The ship, the run, the
Time…minutes, hours? Does it matter?
The 1st and 2nd Fleets split…3rd
Hovered last distracting the cubes…
I got them, their greedy sensors caught
Me. Of course. They couldn’t pass that
Up. Snake’s tongues always sense you
That way, so good at that. Sweet
Mercy and a prayer, catch me, catch
Me…

One manned vessel in the front…Drones
In the rear…They think they’re chasing
Ships of flesh, full of flesh…atomic
Detonators stupid. Verge of course is
Showing off flying in sideways spirals,
Faking them for a troubled ship.
Of course he would. But thank you,
You have to smile at that. Always
One last show.

The blinding light of the sun. The
White Wall…It hurts to think…
The face is wet, eyes wet…everything
Is blurry and hot, so hot. Humming
And smiling…It doesn’t bother me at
All, not one bit…Just follow me you
Greedy disgusting…

The White Wall…The last thought…
Why did she have to lie like that?
She’s impossible! But she sang to
Me…Her voice. It’s always about
The music…The music does it every
Time. Now…FAST AND HARD…
Accelerate. Everything’s shaking. Eyes
Too wet and blurry to see…just hold
ON tight and press forward. Just keep
Going, you always have to keep going
No matter what. Ignore distractions
And give it all you got, and just keep
Going…

The White Wall…Ripples in the water…
Then everything slows down…

Echoes… “Just don’t open that box,
Don’t do it.” Said Julie.

“You’re always smiling…You smile all
The time!”

“You said you were going to help me!”
Bobby threw the book at me! Ouch!

“Can someone help me please?”

“Oh God, Bill, you make me feel so
Good right now. I wish I could take
You home with me.”

Stop saying that!

“Can I talk to you for a little white?
Can you just sit with me…I can’t
Do this anymore. Just sit with me,
Please?”
Jeff, please don’t ask me to do that.
I can’t do that. God!

“Bill don’t forget me. Please don’t forget
Me?” Kathy said in the clouds.
Stop it! You people are driving me nuts!

The White Wall. The ripples in the water…
Water…She said the answer is in the
Water? Change your perspective. The
Equations are wrong.

The Circle of Light…

Echoes of it all, echoes.

The eyes see…Ceres, tears streaming
Down her face. Why is she crying?
Varence looks numb, white… “Why is
She crying?” I asked him.

He breathed very calmly. “We’ve been
Waiting to hear that for a very, very
Long time…”

“What?”
A chair just flew right through
The Circle of Light. That was a chair,
At least I think?
Brishan stormed into the light, his face
Full of rage. He looks really pissed off!
“Kill anyone that comes near him!”
He yelled, he roared. He pointed, “Ceres,
Sing him to sleep…”

And she sang the sweetest song…It was
So nice…WOW.

Valiant

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 4FEB2017

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You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (4 February 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Hour Glass…

*SONG* “Waiting for a Star to Fall” by Boy Meets Girl

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The Hour Glass knows no reason,
The sands flow because you can’t hold back time…
It’s simple, boundless, and often more cruel
Than it is kind. But if you are lucky
There’s something in the air, in the elements,
In magical hope of the ether
That brings change…And something
Good will come…because it’s long overdue…
At some point Faith has to conquer time,
So you keep going, you always keep going.

There was a buzz-like hum and then
A whisper before the box opened…
The Circle of Light… “Start writing now,
Please, if you would.” A very familiar
Voice instructed…Oh boy, fun…

“In dreams, yes, even we dream its true.”
Varence’s voice said. “We found inspiration…
And that is where the best things come from.
Because you can’t control them, because there
Are no laws…and most of all because they
Cost nothing…”

She sighed, “Oh wonderful…Here we go
Again. The enchanted words of Father
Time’s Minstrel. Over inspired…just say it
Will you.”

He was standing there smiling, sharply dressed
In a clean new suit, black. “I thought
I might try something familiar.”

Ceres entered the light beside him, her long
Flowing red dress and creamy golden wavy hair,
The constant vision. Her arms were already
Folded over her chest, she wasn’t thrilled, okay
That’s normal. “He hasn’t been gone long
Enough. Can we proceed now?”

“I have to entertain a new tone.” He said only
Eyeing her sideways slightly.

“Entertain? No.” Ceres said. “Babble words
Uselessly…Yes. Just tell him. So how
Did things go? As expected?”

“Yes.” Varence nodded once with a strange
New expression…A sort of quirky grin and
Sarcastic joy. “Quirky? Am I quirky?”

She turned to him fast. “Yes, you are. Very
Much so. Now answer the question.”

“It was interesting.” He responded. “There were
A few…questionable moments, but overall…I
Would say it went well. As expected…although
A little drawn out…”

“Drawn out?” She laughed. “My, you do fit
In there well. Did you keep your pants
On? Or did you pose for some stone sculptor’s
Idoled rendition of martyred intelligence?”

He eyed her with a partial scowl. “I missed
You, Ceres. It was actually oddly quiet
With Rana…”

“Missed me?” She laughed. “No one saw you
Did they?”

“Only what they were supposed to see.” He
Answered.

Her eyebrows raised. “No infatuated little
Boys or girls to draw your picture? To moan
Out your name in a dream? Well, maybe then
There is hope for them.”

“Will you ever regain a kinder tone to me?”
He asked, squinting his eyes.

She played with her hair and looked the other
Way. “The universe hasn’t gone black yet. And
I do not bore that easily. Can we proceed now?
Or will you riddle the tale of your trip into some
Epic of exaggeration? Let me do it for you.”
She stepped closer to me eyeing the notebook.
“He went, he saw, he did his job. How’s that?”

I had to chuckle just a little.

“Ceres, please…” Varence said with a
More serious tone.

“Let me ask you,” she said to me, gesturing
Towards him with one nod, “Did you miss
That?”

“Me?” I had to hold the pen steady, “Well, sure.”

She turned to him sharply. “He’s only
Saying that to make you happy.”

Varence smiled slyly then he too took a
Step more closely watching me write. “Ask
Me, ask me the question…”

“What were you doing? Why did they send
You?”

Ceres eyed him carefully. “Go on. You already
Reported to the assembly and to Brishan. Tell
Him.”

‘It was a matter of putting the pieces
In the proper place for the most suitable
Outcome.” He said plainly as though it
Were obvious.

“No details?”

“Details would betray too much intent.” He
Answered. “Things must appear as though
They were miraculous.”

“Miraculous?” Ceres laughed. “He dances with
Words well. Just imagine if he held the pen
That wrote the words. Anyone would surely
Scratch their heads then…Dare to dream
If only by chance that he would say it
Straight and clear. No one would ever
Sleep again, they would be reading the
Lines over and over…” She turned to him
With a sarcastic grin. “As if it were a tale
Told by an idiot…rebounding with endless
Words…that to most would mean nothing.”

He smiled wide, a mysterious victory. “Didn’t
I tell you her words could move
Mountains?”

“Let me spare you the time and aching
Hand to write,” Ceres smiled, “He is
Going to impart a mysterious riddle some
Message to think about…it will be
Obvious to some, while others will grimace
With doubt and a twitching brow silently
Wondering what he means.” She met his
Gaze squarely. “Stop wasting time and
Tell him will you, that pen will run out of ink.”

His grin was cool and calm as he stared at
Me intensely trying not to look at her, he
Did though I saw it. “I did not.” He
Replied.

“Oh you did so,” Ceres rolled her eyes
And shook her head. “Now tell him
Your wordy message.”

“I’ve only been modestly informed of how
Things were since I was not here, so forgive
The change I am taking now.” He
Held his hand up to her. “Now allow
Me to continue without constant
Commentary.”

“And what do you think the eyes and
Ears that read this do?” Ceres toyed with
Him. “Applaud or laugh?” She smiled at
Me. “Just throw your pen at him.”

Varence laughed then went on deciding to
Ignore her. “To solve a puzzle you have
To lay the pieces out to see them…But
Everyone has a process to put it together…”

“This is going to take too long!” Ceres groaned.
“Oh if I could write it for you…Ten morons
And one devious scoundrel could not equal
His tactical demeanor. Don’t write his name,
Just say idiot…”

Varence scowled. “It went well…This had
To be done this way, please understand that.
Anymore obvious and they would expect it
All the time. The right players in the
Right place at the right time…that takes
Skill and genius…” He held his hand
Up to her. “I know what you’re going
To say…please let me go on.”

Ceres frowned but allowed it.

“Now listen carefully…” It was then I
Noticed he held a book in his hand. He
Opened it to a marked page and began
To read. “The Watchers take the Unseen
Road…To watch, to listen…and silently
Guide if needed. They forged a course for
The blind that could not see…for the
Dark world stricken by ageless cries of
Agony, bullied by the giants that hid amongst
Men…

“It was upon the soil and rocks of a blue
Planet, once a vacant garden Eden…called
Earth…that found a new race born to it
By slaves that escaped the Empire…
It was written that the Star Elder looked
Into the watching pool and found this
Earth among the stars…filled with
Lost tribes or humans that would one
Day bring into the universe a
Deliverer…Secret among his people,
Known only to a few but one day a legend
To the stars…and they would forever call
Him…Valiant Thor.

“He would come amidst an assembly of 144
To the Star World, Star Home…sanctuary
To the lost tribes of men…to Tellus…
With his circle, and they would bring great
Change and hope…7…always 7.
For 7 are always chosen in honor to
Respect our savior 7 sisters that found
Humanity’s new home safe in
The Pleiades…

“We do not know his identity…for it
Will be revealed to us by the light put
In his head by a great Prince of Angels…
He is one of 5 to be found in
Stars…5 to lead, 5 to heed. The
Other 7 to do their deeds…This
Is our destiny…Find the fire…And
Bring them home…”

Varence paused to point at me. “See, you
Are NOT alone…There ARE others…you
Are simply one of 5 we have been
Looking for.”

I shook my head. “I am not him,
That’s not me. I do not want to be
That person.”

Varence went on. “No one chooses this
Path…It is a gift upon them. That is
The first test…They will deny it.” He
Nodded at me. “Well done, you have already
Passed that…so onward…just accept it
And listen…or rather, just write…”

He turned to the select appropriate next
Portion of the book… “The Hour Glass…
These are the sands of time that tell
The Fortune of the Universe…”

“Stop calling me Valiant Thor.” I told
Him, “I’m just Valiant…I told you
That’s it…”

Ceres watched him closely. “What are you
Doing? Where did you get that book?”

Varence arched one brow, gave her a
Sideways smile then continued reading.
“There would be 9 planets that shared
The same Fate, all born the same way…
Unto each planet would be touched the
Hand of God…sacred births…5 children…
And 7 would be born to guide them…
Sound familiar?” He eyed me briefly
Before continuing. “These are words you
Wrote…in words and pictures…You would
Do this over and over again until the path
Is well lit…it says here.”

“Where does it say that?” Ceres asked trying
To steal the book from him. “Where did you
Get that book?”

He stepped away from her to continue
Reading. “Just listen, and you,” he nodded
To me, “write it down…As the little
Old Asian Man told you…This is how it
Comes…From the mind, down the arm,
Through the hand, through the Fingers,
Through the pen…to the paper. You
Write it down…

“And if anyone has been learning…They
Too will learn this way…Write it down,
Not type…write…This is the pure way
To have it come. Your world is impatient,
The old ways have been lost through
The convenience of machines. It was done
Deliberately this way. Do you see now?
The senses are eclipsed by computers…
The right ones know this. Now listen
Without further interruption…This is a
Course of instruction, I will not say it again.”

“I am no deliverer.” I told him. “The
Only thing I want delivered is a fresh
Cinnabon…I’m craving cinnamon lately.”

Varence laughed, but held a serious face.
“Just listen…and write…

“The test of time will reveal itself this way
To 9 worlds…down to 7…and then to
5…” He paused looking to Ceres. “The
Numbers Ceres, do you see the significance
Here…You are the 5th daughter…He
Is one of 5…This is no accident.”

“I see you only playing games with
Riddles,” she snapped, moving her hands to
Hold her hips. “You thick headed court
Jester of a man. And quit smiling at me
As though some handsome smile would
Charm me.”

He leaned to me. “She thinks I’m handsome,
You heard her. Write that down.”

Ceres groaned then gave me a shocked look.
“Please throw your pen at him.”

“These are the seeds of hope…The 5…” He
Went on relentlessly reading from that book.
“One will rise from each world higher
Than the rest…A prince, a pauper,
A king’s daughter…A soldier of fortune…
And one of Many Talents…skilled with
The Arts…to bring them Together…

“He will write, he will sing…he will do many
Things…paint pictures and epics with words…
Draw faces from the stars…The talent
And technique he brings can enchant
Anything…Turn lead to Gold…Unlock
A Forever Sealed box…Inspire legends
This way…Heroes will rise and old ways
Die…That is the gift of the Light…

“They call it the Light of Truth, the Light
Of Hope…The Guiding Light…That is the
Gift the Angel, the Crowned Prince of Angels
Gives…that only few will ever know…But
Many will try to break it from you…

“You know this deceit these games they
Play upon you…Come this way, stay with
Me…let me be the one to stand with
You among all others…we were meant
To be…Lies. That is the trick of the
Serpent’s tongue to silence you, to steal
The Path of the Light from you. The
Chosen know to ignore it. Goodbye
Silly tricksters…Telling the Light to
Be quiet?” Varence slammed the book shut,
Stood tall and stared at me.

“I swear your behavior is getting stranger!”
Ceres said turning in a circle of disbelief.
“Did I miss his absence? No? Why
Because I treasure peace and sanity!”

Varence ignored her, and instead only held
His eyes on me. Boy was that uncomfortable!
“Now…as we have said, this time we
Are telling things more seriously…” He
Paused to encourage an intense moment.

“The state of your world…Marvelous attitudes
Frothing with tantrums…Perfect distractions.
The Forces of Nature are wilder than ever…
The Earth has had enough of rough handling…No science
Can tame her…You urged them to
Sing her lullabies…If they were shrewd
They would learn a lot from that. But
They aren’t shrewd are they? And yes,
My friend here, I’m talking to you…Valiant.”

“What?” I asked him.

“And now I ask you questions…” He said
Mysteriously… “And as I speak you
Will write From the Light…Open the Box
Valiant and speak to us, to them…
Tell me for them what is happening
And why.”

“Huh?”

“Concentrate,” Varence said, “Hear my words
But feel the tone in my voice…And open
The Box…And write it down.”

“The Earth wants to move Again.”

“What are you doing?” Ceres asked.

Varence held up his hand. “Let him speak
To write it down…”

“If you break him…” She started to say.

“Play your part or don’t speak at all.”
He suddenly ordered harshly to her, then
Turned to me again. “Talk to me Valiant…
Write it down.”

“The Earth wants to Move…It was only
Temporary…It’s instinct is to clean
The surface of torment…It does not
Know nor care of the nuclear threat,
Nor of the sub atomic particle dissent…
It wants it gone. It’s only doing what
It knows how to do.

“They must shut down sub atomic research.
Or the threat will become more than
Real…This Universe will tear, split and
Collapse. And also affect the collapse
Of nearby Universes with unstable
Dark matter…

“This is the plot of the Dark Forces…
To manipulate the Physical Mortal World
Of Fools…For if they can’t have their
Way and gain a path to Heaven…
Then they want to rip the Universe apart
And so…Tear a hole into Heaven
To show God they have Power too…

“Mortals and all Physical Life are toys
To the Dark Forces…They play games
With them, lie and make promises…
Just as long as they get their way they
Will say anything…

“And now they have awoken something
Old and Evil from the Ancient World…
The Nephilim all were not slain by
The Flood…Some Survived in Caves and
Tombed Cities beneath a Frozen wasteland…
But now the Giants Wake and Walk
Again…Seeking out Answers in the
Sands of Blood…The Dragon’s Den
And Lair…Lost Secrets and Treasures
Buried there…to regain and rejuvenate
Themselves…so that they can seek
Claims to rule the Earth again…
And continue with their poison plan…
The Sleepers Wake…Giants walk the
Earth again…”

Varence held the book tight and crouched
Down in front of me with an earnest
Expression. “What are they looking for?
Talk to me…”

Ceres stood behind him watching and listening
Closely, scowling silently at the top of his
Head as though she wanted to smack him.

“It’s where they used to walk…They can feel
It there…beneath the sands. But it’s buried
Now…but once there were shrines and temples
There beneath the Middle East…Shrines…
They want their power back.”

“But those cities were buried by the
Ancient cataclysm.” Varence said. “They
Are gone now.”

“No, just buried…The Earth swallowed the
Ancient cities…They were built on places of
Power aligned by the stars…The Four Corners
Of the Earth…Sacrificial altars…Beneath
The Stone Circle of Britain, beneath the Sands
Of Blood…In South America…The old Jungles
That hide the entrances to the secret caves…
And the Southwest of North America…
The Four Corners…
A Crystal Cave, Cavern…where the Skulls
Were made by the Ancient Masters…
The City of Gold beneath the barren Sands…
Entrances to the Underworld…
Where Serpents dwell now…
Diamond deposits and catacombs…
Buried, gone, but not Forgotten. These are
Places of power…They’ve been kept secret
But the Giants will sense them and know
Where they are.”

“But the Nephilim were killed during
The cataclysm,” Varence said, “How could
They survive?”

“They must be killed by nature’s fury…
Burn the, or drown them…Some survived
In a flash Freeze as they slept…suspended
Animation…The Finders woke them
When trying to excavate a city buried
Beneath the Ice…They thawed monsters.”

“Nothing mortal could survive that.” Varence
Said.

“They aren’t mortal or natural, that’s how
They walk…These were the first…The
Ancient Nephilim…They were around a long
Time…They prepared.”

“What is this?” Ceres asked, folding her arms
Across her chest. “You told me all traces
Of the ancient world were consumed during
The cataclysm…How could they exist still?”

“My eyes cannot exist everywhere, Ceres.”
Varence said partially looking back to her
Over his shoulder. “Some must have
Lay hidden in a Temple somewhere. They
Were worshipped long ago…in the days
Of Noah…I did not count their number
Or survey every one…I merely cataloged
The general existence as much as I could.”

She stood behind him, gesturing her hands
In a circle over his head…mocking him.
“Well obviously you missed something.”

“What will happen?” Varence asked, staring
Intently at me. “What will happen now?”

“The variables keep changing as the timelines
Expand…The waking of the giants changes
Things, complicates things…Yet the Earth
Still wants to Move…The weather will grow
Unstable…To induce climate change…
Unseasonable weather…harsher winters
Until the ice storms come to build a new
Ice Age…The Earth will move…at least
10 degrees…nothing can stop that.”

“We will have to neutralize nuclear
And sub atomic research before that.”
Varence said. “Before that occurs…to
Avoid any further Quantum Singularities.
Our mission is to prevent any threats
To the universe first and foremost…as
Well as the Empire…Priorities will have
To be adjusted now.”

“Do as you must…Just know the Earth
Will move…I cannot say when. The
Current Science of Man is still attempting
To control this to sustain their system
Of things…The Nephilim will interfere here…
As they will not gain control of this world
So they will want to restart a new one
By removing current world powers when they
Don’t get what they want.”

“We have been moving to establish more
Appropriate powers in the world to encourage
The changes the council has promised.” Varence
Said. “That should aid us for some time.”

“America, Asia and Russia will remain
The lead powers for some time now…
With the collapse of the Original End of
Days Prophecies…This is the new Fate
Of things…Yet…the Future remains
The same…All those British accents in
The Future…”

“The United Kingdom of Earth?” Varence
Asked… “But if the planet shifts, their
Northern territories…”

“South Africa, New Zealand and Australia
Will take the lead eventually…Britain
Will migrate to the Americas.”

“This is a lot of new information to
Consider.” Varence said, leaning on his knees,
Speaking very kindly. “Can you tell me
Anymore at all?”

“These scenarios are constantly changing…
No immediate path is clear, only
The Long Road. The Box will close. You
Are asking too many questions…Watcher.”

“We are not without flaws,” Varence
Said. “We need to work together.”

“I have my instruction set in…I act
When I have to, and speak when I
Have to. I cannot tell you more
Then you need to know…Watcher. The
Box will close.”

“You are pushing him.” Ceres snapped.
“You push too hard too fast, he will
Break and he will tell you nothing.”

Varence stood to face her. “There is too
Much at risk now. The future is too
Uncertain…We must eliminate the threat
To the universe…They have created a
Potentially deadly weapon with the
Entire planet! They should have voted
To subdue the threat before atomic research
Began on this world.”

“You were in charge of watching this
World’s civilization…” Ceres said sharply.
“You should have reported the threat
More clearly.”

“I did.” He told her, pointing his finger.
“But the assembly voted to trust
Prophecy and the Star Elder…That’s
Why they ordered to conduct the mission
With these people…To see what they
Were doing more closely…through their
Eyes by monitoring 144 subjects.”

“Wonderful.” Ceres said bitterly. “So now
We have an even worse situation…The
Threat of a universal holocaust…If just
A few of their atomic particles destabilize
And a cascade of quantum singularities
Begin…There will be nowhere to go…
Nothing left.”

“One world will survive.”

“What did you say?” Varence
Turned fast to ask.

“The world Outside of Time…out of
Reach…on the Fringes of Galaxies…
Your world…Watcher…They alone
May survive…You have hope there. Plan
Carefully. I am closing the Box now.”

“Did you hear what he said?” Varence
Turned to ask her.

“Do I appear deaf? I heard him.” She
Said. “Did walking on the Earth make
Your senses dim?”

“I am only Following orders.” He told
Her.

“And you are blessed with gifts beyond
Compare.” She said, shaking her head.
“You will tread carefully with him now,
Do you understand? If you break him…
You gamble too much.”

“I do know what I am doing.” He
Insisted.

“Do you?” She argued. “And how long
Did it take for you to notice him?”

“The point is now, not then.” He defended.

“So busy wasting time chasing little
Girls with wishes and visions.” Ceres
Laughed.

“I only tried. They never saw me though.”
He said with a wondering pause.

“Never say you?” Ceres laughed. “Smart
Girls. Perhaps there is more hope on Earth
After all. Smart girls. Brilliant girls!”

“Very funny.” He said. “Can we move
Past that now?”

“Of course.” She scowled. “Since I must
Endure your reasons…anything impossible
Has new meaning now.” She raised her
Arm with a playful gesture. “Shall I
Toss a ball now to gain your attentive
Thinking…Oberon?”

“You two must have missed each other.”
I had to laugh.

“We have some issues to discuss.” He
Apologized. “We need to address the
Assembly now…May we continue next time?”

“Since I have no idea what we’ve
Been talking about…I will have to wait
To read this when I’m done. Fine.”

“Stop writing now…Go rest.” Varence
Said.

“Oberon bids it…obey.” Ceres said
Sarcastically.

Time to change the locks.

Valiant

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=67520

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 28JAN2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (28 January 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Briefing…The Men in Black…

*SONG* “The Flame” by Eric Carmen
****this was Valiant’s song of choice for this post, but it cannot be found anywhere online…curiously! If anyone can locate it, or the lyrics….please feel free to add it in a new comment! Thanks so much.

The hours call…The box opens
And the Circle of Light is there…

He’s there at once, tall, strong, fearless and
Proud…the noble giant Brishan. A simple smile
On his face. She’s there too beside him, regal,
Beautiful and amazing. Ceres is definitely taking
The lead.

“I realize it’s difficult,” she says with those
Fiery ice blue sparkling eyes of hers. “But
It’s time now. It’s time to remember. Just
Let it flow and it will be fine.”

The pen is hesitating.

“I wish I could tell you,” Ceres said slowly.
“I wish I could tell you it’s not true…
But you know that answer. Remember they
Asked for this…But they do NOT get to
Tell us what to do.”

“I know.” I answered her.

“Will they understand yet?” Brishan asked her
Sternly.

“That’s a mischievous question.” Ceres laughed,
Eyeing him with a slight tilt to her head
Before she looked at him. “To who are you
Referring?”

Brishan only smirked.

“Write it.” Ceres said. “Don’t hold back at all.
Just do it and see the answers. Don’t worry.
It will get easier. Go on…when you’re done
I will have something to tell you.”

“Okay.” I said.

Proceeding with the countdown…

The Fog, the recall…2012…a time apart,
Trapped within the dreams again.
The night came…another call…only this time
It was the men in black.

The dreams are scattered, they’re never
Consistent. One night you’re dreaming of doing
Laundry and the next…you’re sitting in
Some waiting room in your pajamas with
Familiar looking people looking at you like
They know you. They’ve been in your dreams
Countless times before, each time like an
Adventure…but it doesn’t make sense. There’s
Always a lot of mystery about it, so
When you wake up you write it down if
You can or you analyze it over and over
Again to make sense of it.

You ask your friends about it, they say
Wow that’s cool or interesting. But all they
Ever have to say it they’re having sex with
Movie stars in their dreams while you’re
Having weird discussions with familiar
Strangers in yours. Whatever.

The haze and dim recall of a brightly
Lit room, off white or gray…it’s too bright, so
Bright it’s blinding for a dream. I’m sitting
At a large table in a barren looking room
With one wall of mirrors to the left…7 of us…
There’s this huge black guy beside me on
The right, he’s always beside me on my
Right it seems; a few times on the left.
There’s the beautiful blond with short hair,
The Native American guy with long hair…
A smaller slim guy with brown hair and a
Goatee…Jason? He looks different with the
Facial hair…Another guy I barely remember,
Hispanic? A girl with dark hair, Kathy?

The blond is staring at me, she is sharp
And quick. “You changed your hair,” she
Says studying me. “You always look so
Different! I like it.”

“You’ve changed a lot,” the big guy Joe says.
“I always have to look twice at you.”

“What is it this time?” The Native American
Jacob asks. “Where are we?”

The blond Julie looks around. “This is not
Normal, it doesn’t feel right. I saw men
In black uniforms or fatigues at the door,
I swear a minute ago. Military? It feels
Like we’re underground.”

Her mind was so sharp! “Oh my God you’re
Quick. You’re right,” I said, “I saw them
Too. And it does feel weird here.”

Jacob is studying the room, looking around.
“This doesn’t feel right at all.”

“Man another one of those crazy ass dreams,”
Joe says holding his head, “Why do I have
To eat junk before bed, this always happens.”

“Your birthday…” Kathy, the dark haired
Girl says staring at me.

“Huh?” I asked.

“Your birthday is this month,” she says,
“February…right?”

“How do you remember that?” I asked
Looking at her with shock. “How do you
Always remember so much?”

“I just do.” She says in a daze.

“This is wrong.” Jacob says scowling.
“This, being here, does not feel right
At all.”

“The others,” Julie says confused, “Where
Are all the others?”

“Gone.” Kathy answers…numb.

“What?” Julie asks.

“They’re all gone.” Kathy says looking at
Everyone. “Don’t you remember? They’re all gone.”

Silence…As the memories very slowly
Sink in. It’s another world, another
Life…trapped in dreams, held suspended
In scattered nights over the years…that
Make no sense…but mean more than
Anything that happens when you’re awake.

The door to the room opens, men in black
Fatigues file in, soldiers. There’s one older
Tough looking black man with a mustache
And thin beard. He points, “Alright ladies
And gentlemen…come with me…” The soldiers
Surround the table, then we get up and
Are led down a blinding white empty
Hallway…to this large dark room at the
End. The room is full of computer screens,
More soldiers, all at various desks and
Stations monitoring their individual screens
Closely; they barely glance away from
Their duties. These men are not easily
Distracted, it’s like they don’t care, they
Barely have expressions.

The lead soldier with the mustache leads the
Line of us across the wide room to
This huge table. The top of the table is
Lit like a computer displaying some
Sort of giant map. There are more
Officers at the table, in different uniforms
All in black…Some of the men are in
Black suits, they’re pale and creepy looking.
And there are a few others in more dress
Down type suits, civilian-like…different
Colors like gray or tan, more normal looking.
They’re all watching us closely with beady
Eyes, and they look really worried, panicked
Almost…sweating.

There’s one man with a white shirt and tie,
He must have taken his jacket off. He has
Dark rimmed plastic glasses…clean shaven,
Kind of slim, smaller, shorter than the
Others…He looks older, they all do…late
40s…50s? Only the more subordinate
Soldiers are younger, 20s…and they
Never speak at all. In fact the room is
Oddly quiet despite the very obvious
Tension in the air. What is this?
The man with glasses has a scowl,
Cold face. He’s leaning on the table with
Both hands for support, then gestures
Quickly for us to come over. He’s clearly
The one in charge of this…whatever
It is. But the other men in suits, much
Older, don’t look happy at all to see us…
No they don’t like this at all.

“Come over here, look at this.” The man
With the glasses says pointing to us, to me,
Then pointing, pushing his index finger on
The table. He studies our faces closely.
“Do you know what this is?”

I’m the closest to him, I look at his
Stern face, then at the older men, then
Back to the rest of us. I look at the table
Then to him. “A map?”

He was not amused. “We know who you
Are…I know what happened to you.” He
Says sharply, pointing at me. “Don’t play
Games. I want you to help us fix this.”

Don’t play games with him? HA! I
Look back to the others. Jacob’s eyes
Tell me…Do NOT tell him anything!
I turn calmly to the man. “I have
No idea what you’re talking about.”

The man points to me, to us. “You’re
Going to help us fix this, do you hear me?”
He’s trying to be polite, but it’s sounding
Nasty. “Yes, you are.”

Oh really? I look at the others as they
Stand around the table to stare at the
Map. Julie stands the farthest away, she
Doesn’t want to look at it, or know.

“Do you see this?” He asks, gesturing at
The green…It’s a digital map of the world,
With odd graphics…blotches everywhere
In different colors…but he’s talking about
The green…He touches some flat digitized
Button…and the map begins to change…
The colors and proportions shrink and grow…
The green especially… “It’s the population.”

“Okay.” I said. No one else says
Anything.

He’s losing patience fast. Did he have any?
He looks much friendlier than anyone
Else in the room though; not that it’s
Saying much. “8.65 billion people…
Think about that number carefully…
That’s how many are gone…” He means
After the cataclysmic events…

“I have no idea what you want me to do?”
I say.

“That’s awful!” Julie says.

“What happened?” Jacob asks.

The man looks sharply at everyone. “You…
Are going to help us fix this.”

“Us?” Jacob answers. “What are talking
About?”

“What does this have to do with us?”
Joe scowls. “What is going on? Who are
You people?”

“DON’T.” The man points to me. “DON’T.
DON’T play games. Tell us how to fix this
Now!”

We look at each other. Is he for real?
What the heck is this? Walk us into a
Room, show us a computer map of the
World…throw a number at us, and give us
An order? Barely a chance to think!

“I have no idea what you’re talking about
Or what this is.” I tell him.

“Yes you do!” The man snaps. “Now
Help us…NOW.”

Is this a joke? “Help you how?”

“Tell me how to fix this!” The man begs,
Yells…orders.

“What do I know? How could I?”
I answer.

“I know what happened to you.” The man
Points fiercely.

“You do? What’s that?” I answer.

He points to my head. “THAT!”

“I have no idea what you’re talking
About.”

“You’re going to tell me…everything.” He
Says.

Oh I am, am I? “Tell you what?” The
Others were clearly impressed how I talked
To him, they were getting more nervous by
The second.

“Tell me what that is?” The man points,
He looks desperate and wild; good. “How
Does it work?”

“I’m sorry I don’t know what you mean.”

He’s getting angry. “How do you make it
Work?” He asks.

“What?”

“What’s in your head!” The man nearly
Yells. “What he, it, put there! How does
It work?”

IT? Get serious! “In my head? I
Have no idea what you mean.”

He was mad now. “Oh you are going to
Help us fix this…”

Really? How’s that STUPID? I said nothing.

“Tell me.” He says.

“Tell you what?” I said dumbly.

“Let us give you something to think about.”
One of the old grumpy men in suits said
Coldly as he nodded to one of the soldiers.
Immediately a group of the boys in
Black fatigues escorted Joe out of
The room.

“What are you doing?” Joe protested.

“What are you doing to him?” Jacob
Quickly said.

I was instantly in a state of rage, panic…

The miserable old suit nodded… “Take
Them back to their room and let them
Think about it a while.”

The boys in black fatigues quickly
Muscled us back to the cold white room
With the mirrors to give us our time
To give in to the masters orders.

Once alone… “What are they doing? What
Is this? What did they do to him?” Julie asked
Nervously; she was never nervous.

“I don’t know.” Jacob said wide-eyed
And very nervously.

It wasn’t long before they brought Joe
Back…he look scared to death, bruised…

“What did they do to you?” Julie asked.

Joe hesitated, confused, terrified, eyeing
Everyone… “I think, I think they gave
Me a shot?” He shook and held his gut.

“What?” I yelled.

“What is going on?” Julie was freaking out.
“They hit you?”

Joe looked pale. “I tried to fight them, but
They held me down and gave me some kind of
Shot…a long needle into my gut.”

“What the hell are they doing?” Jacob yelled,
Then turned to me. “Did you see that
Table, the map? Did you get a good look?”

“Yes.” I could only say. Everyone was
Terrified.

“What was it,” Joe asked confused, “what
Was it of?”

“I couldn’t look at it,” Julie said, holding
Her arms, “I didn’t want to know. I
Couldn’t…”

My mind was racing, I looked around and
I didn’t see her. “Where’s Kathy, that
Other girl?”

“What other girl?” Jacob asked as he
Stood right in front of me.

“She was right there…” I said confused.
“She was right here before…”

“Bill…” Julie said confused now. “She’s gone…”

“What?” I asked. “What are you
Talking about, she was just here…”

“Bill, look at me,” Jacob said as he
Stood firmly right in front of me. “The table…
Did you see it?”

“Yes.”

“Did you see what I saw?” Jacob asked.
He knew, he knew what I did. I saw
His face when we saw the numbers and
Graphs…the clock. He was in shock.

“They are listening to everything we say
You know!” Julie shook holding herself.
“I hate this. Why is this happening?”

I hesitated and only looked at Jacob
Numbly…he knew, he knew…but
They didn’t, not yet.

“What the hell do they want? Who are
They?” Joe cried. “What do they want us for?”

“Why are they asking us?” Julie cried,
Growing hysterical.

“Because they don’t know anything.” Jacob
Said bitterly. “that’s why they’re asking us.
If they knew, they wouldn’t be asking us.
Did you see how panicked they were?” He
Said to everyone in the room. “Did you see
Them sweat? Did you see how desperate
They were? They don’t know…They’re
Scared…”

“Of what?” Julie cried. “Of what?”

“Bill…” Jacob said, taking a step closer
To me, his face like some angry carved
Rock. “You saw what I did, didn’t you?”

“Yes.”

Julie, Joe and Jason watched and listened
Wild-eyed with panic…they didn’t know…
They were terrified…and the other
Guy, the new one, was quiet and only watched
And listened, scared to death.

“What is going on?” Julie demanded.

I felt like a cold piece of steel…Nothing
To feel, I couldn’t move…I could not
Believe it…but the facts were right
There, there was no denying it.

“Bill, tell me what you saw.” Jacob
Insisted.

There was a minute of awful silence.
I looked down, up, around, away…I
Saw Julie’s face…her blue eyes were
Shaking. Joe was holding his stomach,
He was getting sick…Whatever they injected
Him with was already starting. Jason
Looked like a frightened rabbit…I was numb…
Yet somewhere deep inside me a bomb
Was going off.

“Bill??” Jacob said again.

There was no sugar coating it. “The
Planet’s moving…It’s been slowly starting
To move…the pole shift.” I said.

“Oh my God.” Julie’s face went white
With horror.

“They have projections,” I told them
Slowly, but it felt like my voice was
Far away…everything felt like echoes.
“The poles will shift…and then it
Will begin…”

“What will begin?” Joe asked.

I held out my hand to gesture. “Think
About it…The poles will shift? There
Are a whole bunch of nuclear reactors
Across the planet, power plants…They
Will all go off. The colliders, their
Sub atomic research? The sub atomic
Particles will destabilize all at the same
Time…causing a series of quantum
Singularities at once…”

Everyone in the room froze…There
Were no words…Fear? It was beyond
That.

“All at the same time…” I said so
Numbly. “Can you imagine that many
Nuclear explosions? A series of quantum
Singularities, not one…but a bunch? All
At the same time? The pole shift will
Cause it…They can’t stop it. It isn’t
Just the end of the Earth…That many
Quantum singularities happening at
The same time…it will rip apart the
Universe. It’s not just the end of Earth,
It’s the end…of everything.”

“That’s why the Mayan calendar stopped.”
Jacob seemed to moan.

“How could they do this?” Julie asked
With horror.

“Because they’re stupid, that’s why.” I said.

“What the hell are we supposed
To do about that?” Joe snapped.
“What’s wrong with these people?”

Jacob’s eyes were so wide they looked like
They would pop as he never took them,
Away from mine. “That’s why they
Watch us, always watch us…That light
In your head…”

Julie scowled. “What about it? What
Can it do? It can’t do anything
About something like this…can it?”

I looked at her, feeling like a rock…
“I’ve never opened it, I don’t know…”

She stepped closer. “Could it? It couldn’t
Possibly…could it?”

Jacob grabbed his head and paced
Around the room. “Oh my God.”

“I don’t know.” I could only say.

“So everything…it’s over?” Joe cried.
“I don’t want to die.”

Slow responses…A lot of silence…
“This is all I’ve ever had.” Jason
Cried sitting at the table holding his
Head…

“I don’t understand,” I said shaking
My head and looking around… “There were
7 of us…If Jennifer and John had
Been here…And Kathy…Why? I
Don’t understand…She was here…”

“All those legends.” Jacob moaned, then
Froze and turned to me. “For this. They
Did this…with their stupid sciences…”

“I thought we were supposed to find
Each other?” Jason cried. “Wasn’t this
For a reason?” He begged me. “Can’t
You…try…something? Can you? Are
They right, can it work?”

“What for?” Jacob asked angrily.
“It was foretold…They saw the
End a long time ago…Prophecies…”

“But they want to fix it?” Jason
Kept crying.

“You people are nuts!” The new guy
Shouted backing away.

Joe exploded and leapt at the new guy,
Pinning him to the wall. “Who are you?
One of their freak spies here to screw
With us? I’ve never seen you before!
I don’t know you!” He screamed in his
Face. “What did you do to me? What
Are you doing to us?”

I went to Joe’s side, Jacob on the other.
“He’s just some kid, he doesn’t know!”
Jacob yelled. “Look at him, he’s scared to
Death just like we are.”

“They probably just stuck him in here
Hoping to make something happen.”
Julie said.

“Can you” Jason begged me, really
Crying. “Can you do something? They
Wouldn’t ask you if it wasn’t possible
To save us?”

“They don’t want to save anyone!” Julie
Shouted. “They want to save themselves,
Their little game world, with all their
Bullshit politics and wargames…slaves
For their big money making machine,
That’s all they care about! They don’t
Care about people. If they did they wouldn’t
Have created this awful hell in the
First place! They don’t care about anything
But themselves!”

“But can it?” Jason begged. “Could it
Do something?”

“I don’t know.” I said. “I don’t know
What it can do!” I held my head. “I
Don’t know, it just happens, it
Just takes over…sometimes it opens,
And it just takes over! I can’t
Control it!”

“But can you try?” Jason kept crying.

“It’s just what they want,” Julie said
Angrily, “Just so they can screw it up all
Over again! All for their big game. The
Hell with them…it could kill
You…”

“What are the options?” I laughed.

“They wouldn’t have put it in your head
If it could kill you.” Jason said, then
Looked to everyone. “Would they?”

“The question is…should you?” Jacob
Reasoned. “We are all connected to this…
Should we?”

“I cannot believe you would say that.” Julie
Argued. “It’s about them getting
What they want…That’s all we are
Is some stupid experiment…for them
To get their way. Can’t you see that?”

“They’ve been trying to get me to open
It for years,” I told them, “Since day
One…They know I’m fighting it…They know.”

“What if they’re just playing another game?”
Julie reasoned looking to everyone, then to
Me… “Don’t do it…for all we know it’s
Another trick.”

“I don’t know.” Jacob replied. “You
Saw the table…that looked pretty real. And
They looked really scared. They were
Sweating.”

“They have some kind of time machine.” I
Said. “They’re doing something with it.”

“More screwing around is what they’re doing!”
Julie said. “Don’t do it.”

Joe held his stomach and sat down.
“Man I feel sick.”

The door opened…the soldier boys came
In… “Ok, time’s up.” The chief in charge
Said coldly. “You,” he pointed to me,
“Come with us…then…everyone is going
To get a little encouragement.”

Everyone froze, we eyed each other. My God,
What now? Our eyes met. Everyone was
Panicked. So I went with them…

“What are you going to do?” Jacob asked
Nervously.

I looked at Joe, he was terrified and sick
With pain. I was furious. “We’re out of
Options, what do you think?”

“The legends…” Jacob said.

“I don’t care about any legends anymore.”
Was the last thing I got to say then, and
I went with the soldiers.

Back to the briefing room with the
Big table and the Men in Black, the
Old men in suits and the little guy
With the glasses.

“Well?” Mr. Glasses asked impatiently.

“I don’t know how to open it.” I said.

“Figure it out.” He said fast.

There was a girl’s voice whispering in my
Ear…’Put it on a public message
Board…Trust me…only answer them that
Way.’

I hesitated for a moment but grabbed
At the mysterious words. “If I tell you
Anything. If I can do anything I will
Tell you on a public message board…
I can’t force it…It will NOT work for
You…It knows…But…I will try.”

“Try?” Mr. Glasses laughed. “A public
Message board?”

“We have people all over the internet
Monitoring everything.” The old bald man
In a gray suit said. “It won’t go far.”

“You will try?” Mr. Glasses seemed
Convinced; I was being honest though.

“Yes. I will. I will try. I don’t know if
I can…I don’t know what it can do…
If it can do anything at all…But
I will. I will.”

“Alright then.” Mr. Glasses said. “Take
Him home.”

“You won’t hurt them?” I asked.

“That depends on you, doesn’t it?” He said.
“Try hard…”

They took me home…I woke up with a
Sick headache…

The world inside crumbled and I
Broke…reality and dreams lost all
Laws of reason then…

Anyone who’s ever read these posts
Knows there’s more to these posts
Than just words…

Dear Mr. Spaceman…oh how long it’s
Been…Dear Mr. Secret Agent man,
You’ve watched and studied me for
A long time…It’s time to pay.

The Circle of Light…Meet your
Avid readers…These words were always
Written for the Men in Black…
Everyone else has always been just
Intended eavesdroppers that’s all.

“For some time now they have been
Allowed to get familiar with us.” Ceres
Said.

“That was our plan.” Brishan said.
“Never theirs.”

A pause to collect the facts.
“Did they ever know the full extent
Of the potential damage they
Would have caused?” I asked the
Watchers.

“To some extent.” Brishan said.

“No, they did not.” Ceres snapped fast.
“The idiots never knew the wide scale
Damage they could have caused…All
Their fake allied friends to come to fix
It…While the good forces stayed
Away in panic…Let us put it simply
Now, since words are over-analyzed
To the point that it’s ridiculous…

“If anyone questions anything…Ask
Them these simple questions.
What effect would a pole shift have
On numerous nuclear reactors across
A planet? What effect then
Would those nuclear reactors
Have on atomic experiments…on
Various secret sub atomic particle
Experiments across a planet? If
They laugh and say nothing, they
Are clueless…

“This has never been just about the Earth,
There are thousands of worlds out
There…

“What is so wrong with appreciating
Simple things in life? The animals?
Nature? A family…your friends?
Simple good things in life? No they
Would rather waste time arguing
Meaningless political distractions
Because everyone is an expert on
Everything…A series of radically
De-stabilized sub atomic particles
Could create a series of devastating
Black holes…but that’s a theoretic
Fear-mongering impossibility! Is it?
Perhaps sending them back
To your very first posts…then ask
If they don’t get a little bit scared?
There are things to think about…”

“I never wanted it this way.” I
Told them. “I just didn’t want to
Lose them. It’s not about being special.”

“I know. I know.” Ceres said…
“It will get easier for you I promise.”

“I told them in the beginning it was
Not a solution,” I said,
“Just a band aid…There are still
Things to be done…”

“That was to temper a rabid unstable
Disaster,” Ceres said… “The stories
Are to help the people…The solutions
Come in different ways…We can help
You with the stories to teach the people…
Stories are the only way people learn…
So that when the big changes
Come…Everyone who has ever read
Them will take on the role then
As a helper…telling them and sharing
Them like teachers when all other
Lights go out…and they will…
That’s the gift for the right ones…
It’s the only way to learn and
Grow…”

“One last thing,” Brishan said kindly.

“Yes?”

“If I were you…I would start making
A BIG wish list to show me…
Because I would like to see it. Don’t
Listen to anyone else please.”

Valiant

PS: More big stories to come in future posts.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=66955

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 21JAN2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (21 January 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Secrets of Eve…

*SONG* “The Warrior” by Patty Smyth
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vJ68ovUkw58

In the beginning…

There was a whirl, a twirl and then a snap…
Something made the box open too fast.
There was light streaming, and the Circle
Of Light called.

Her voice called and was commanding as she
Stood there…tall, proud…strong, determined.
“It’s going to be different this time, perhaps
Every time from now on.” Ceres said as
Brishan stepped into the light beside her. His
Face was stern, but he was silent, he said
Nothing. She turned to him casually with a
Playful glance before her eyes fell back to me.
“I didn’t want to play this part…but if I
Must. Don’t worry, it’s not you…”

I was a little nervous, this really was different,
And fast.

“They did not honestly think we did not
Anticipate…little tricks and distractions did
They?” She turned to Brishan. “Do you believe
Me now?”

Brishan breathed hard, but still said nothing.

Ceres smiled. “He is a little surprised. Not
Disappointed, just surprised.”

“What are you doing?” I asked them.

“It isn’t you.” Ceres assured me. “Trust me, it’s
Going to get a lot easier for you…Now,” she
Said holding her hands to her lips. “We won’t
Waste time…I have a little surprise for all
Those eyes and ears out there…” She nodded to
Her right and a view screen came to life…
Lit somewhat like a television set against the
Golden Circle’s light…And a very familiar face
Came on the screen…

“Hello there,” Varence said…that playful voice,
As he sat in some strange room…I could only
See him chest high as he sat in a clean
White shirt and dark blazer jacket…But his
Skin was…tan? “Just a brief visit, though
I will be back soon…”

“How can he?” I started to ask…

“No, no, no,” Ceres shook her head. “No
Questions. No wasting time…This is going to
Be much easier for you…” She had this
Wicked smile, as did he on the screen. “If
Anyone likes to play games…So can we…
There’s no reason for anyone to be scared, no if
They were smart they should be terrified.”

“I believe we will be sharing a little side story with
You now.” Varence said. “While this is entertaining,
Yes, I have been following everything. I have to
Monitor everything you do you know…While Ceres
Will be passing on the story to you this time…I just
Wanted to let you know I am around…What, where,
Why and how…Why you never know. It is
Nice and cold though. I do so love the cold.
Did I ever tell where I am from we prefer
The cold? The colder the better…That is a hint
By the way.” He grinned. “Enjoy the cold, and
The merriment it brings…Why shades of this
Winter might tell stories of…Why years to
Come! Some fools think they can hide from
The cold…that will never happen…That’s
Another hint. That’s all I have to say. Here I
Am, and here I will stay until I am called back…”

Ceres waved her hand and the view screen vanished.
Then she smiled wildly. “Yes, yes, that’s enough of that.
As you can see, he hasn’t changed. And I will
Tell you…if you want to know where he is…There is
Snow on the ground.” She laughed! “Wait, it’s
Winter there…They remember that.” She stepped
Closer kindly. “Just relax. It’s alright, it’s not you.
The reason why we did this is because this
Story involves Mr. Charming himself. And I just
Wanted to make it clear, if I’m doing this…I
Have a say in things too.”

“Can I ask something?”

“Of course.” She said kindly.

“How is he tan?” I was confused. “And his hair—“

“Don’t say or write that part.” She smiled. “You see,
Like him I can play with words too…But as
For his skin and hair, oh that is an aspect of
His race…In daylight the melanin of their skin
Can rapidly gain color, then at night…or rather
Without the light of a natural sun they turn
Absolutely pale…They change color this way. He
Looks very…” She thought a moment for the right
Words… “Earth-like, this way…don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I mean wow…he looks so tan!”

She smiled very wide. “A lot of things to learn
And know. It’s those games people play…You
Always have to be ready for that…But then you
Know that already.”

Brishan scowled, but still said nothing.

“And now,” Ceres said with beaming eyes. “Onward.
Remember the key to the details here is to
Pay attention…We’re trying to make it easier for
You…So they shouldn’t get sick with worry by
Making things difficult. That would be very bad.
The story I have for you is about the Eve ship.”

“The Eve ship?” I asked… “The Adams and the
Eves from before?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “Don’t worry, don’t ask or
Hesitate…just write it down and let it flow…”
She paused briefly playfully. “Oh, and if
Anyone starts to have problems…That’s their
Problem, not yours. Remember that. Now…
Here we go…” She touched her forefinger to
My temple…and it began.

The Eve Ship…

Immediately following the journey back to
Visit the Adams before they found Earth,
The small transport vessel carrying the Watchers
Varence of Apollo and Ceres were contacted by
Mission command…Brishan of the Senate sent a
Transmission… “Are you two returning now to
The present with the requested samples and data?”

“Yes.” Varence answered on the comm..

“Excellent.” Brishan responded. “Now, before you
Return…we have one small request. There is
A matter of curiosity to be settled among the
Council…and it concerns the Eve ship…Have
You begun the time jump yet?”

Varence looked at Ceres curiously. “No?”

“Excellent.” Brishan went on. “Now…scan
For the Eve ship…then briefly visit their
Vessel. Take a base summary of their entire
Clone core for examination. Then return
Promptly.” Before Varence could question why
Brishan ended the transmission.

He turned to Ceres with an arched brow… “Their
Clone core? Why would he want that?”

“I have the sample for Hollis.” Ceres thought fast.
“For comparison analysis? Don’t waste time, just
Scan for the vessel and let us be done with this.”

Varence followed orders, found the Eve ship
As it was in fact en route to Earth, then they
Quickly sped to the vessel. The closer they
Got, the more active the readings in their own
Ship reacted. “These readings,” Ceres noted…
“Why are they coming in so fast? At this
Distance, it must be enormous?”

“It’s an Eden Vessel for Terra Forming planets.”
Varence explained. “The amount of biological
Material and tools required would set off
The scanners this way.”

As they approached the Eve Ship they were
Impressed quite fast by its size and shape…
Triangular, almost pyramid-like…it was huge…
But then the ship was an advanced vessel
Capable of changing size…as required depending
On the planet they were farming for new life;
Larger planets required wider width for
Atmosphere processing.

Cloaked, they docked beneath its bow secretly…
And to ensure a more hopeful, sterile visit this
Time they changed into medical uniforms…which
Were a metallic white. After the previous
Experience with the Adams, Jansen in specific, they
Wanted to ensure there was less chance of
Contamination with contacts…The chances were
Slim regardless, but it was sometimes a common
Practice.

Ceres had to laugh at the sight of Varence in
The white uniform. “You look like an apprentice of
The Temple.” She said. “How virtuous and untypical
Of you.”

He laughed playfully in return. “From my
Recent experiences on Earth…virtue and
White are a rare sight for me as well.”

The Teleportation crystals carried them quickly
Inside the Eve vessel, this experience however
Was very different than the Adams. They were
Materialized into a broad, brightly lit
Corridor in the center of the ship that
Stretched its entire length, this was its
Chief transport hallway that connected
All compartment carryways. It was very
Bright, very clean, and very sterile in all
Aspects. The two of them standing there
In white suited it almost too perfectly.

“Did you visit this ship at all?” Ceres asked
Him.

“No?” Varence wondered aloud as they looked
Both ways. There was no Eve crew in sight.

“Why not?” She asked.

“Because I was familiar with Eve ships from
Other studies back home.” He said casually,
Checking his scanner for readings for where
They should go. “These ships are basically all
The same.” He nodded to the right, towards the
Front of the ship. “This is where we need to
Go for the clone core.”

They began walking then soon encountered
Eve crew, who could NOT see them of course.
The women were ALL of the same height and
Proportions. There was literally no variation in
Body types whatsoever. All were well womanly
Curved, but slender…with a reasonable height
Of around 5 feet 10 inches…They wore dark
Clean crisp grey and black body fitting
Uniforms. The women all had long straight
Hair, though some wore it differently; usually
According to work stations.

All the Eves they encountered were very
Beautiful, there were no ordinary looking
Women at all. Skin colors did vary however,
From a light olive tan to a rich brown.
Their eyes were a light brown to black, and
They all appeared expressionless, almost cold
Looking. There were no sounds of laughter
Or banter, the atmosphere seemed very serious.

“These women,” Varence mused out loud as
They walked, “Their social behavior is deafening.
I may have to cover my ears.”

Ceres seemed content. “Very professional. Perhaps
They simply prefer not to waste time.”

Varence had to wonder, by comparing the
Atmosphere to the Adam ship. “Can you
Sense any social behavior among them? Any
Carnal distractions?”

She could hardly believe her ears. “Are
You seriously asking me that question? Is that
Your first interest upon seeing their ship,
Carnal behavior? Is it their data you need to
Record?”

He scowled to her. “The other Eve ships I
Observed were not this…quiet. No, this one
Is different, very different.”

“Would you like to roll a ball across the floor
And see if they swoon?” Ceres smirked.

He cringed quietly then walked in. Soon
The echoes of many voices filled the air…like
A chorus of voices ranting numbers loudly.
Varence eyed Ceres quietly as they soon
Came upon a large arena of open spaces lining
The wide corridor, training cathedrals…Where
Teams of eves performed military drill-like
Exercises in fighting groups and boxed lines.

“Are they scientists or warriors?” Ceres asked
As she then scowled and they paused to observe.
“What upon worlds are they doing, preparing
For battle? These look like war game drills? These
Are not for physical endurance exercises…
These are combat training skills.”

Varence nodded as he scanned them. “Yes I
See. Some Eve ships were like this, though not
All. They are very physically tempting.”

Ceres pinched her eyes and curled her lip. “What
Did you say?”

“I mean it is as though they are preparing
For something imminent.” He gestured to them
To move on. Then soon they heard another
Growing noise, a chorus of voices chanting. But
This was different.

Again they came upon another series of
Open spaces upon the main corridor. But
These spaces were full of tapestries with
Strange symbols and runic shapes and
Lettering, completely foreign to them. He
Turned to Ceres curiously. “Can you read these?
I cannot.”

“No.” She simply answered. She too was amazed
By the sight.

The arenas were full of women, mostly in uniform,
But some wore plain neatly pressed long dress-like
Robes in black, red or white. The
Women stood in rows, with hands clasped
In prayer as they chanted over, “Ours
Is the Gift, his is thy hand, Ours is
The Gift, to him we give, we bear the
Fruit…” Over and over endlessly the
Women chanted the phrase…

“What are they doing?” Ceres asked
With growing distaste. “Worshipping?
Their words are very disturbing!”

Varence went wide-eyed as he immediately
Noticed the woman enter at the far end
To their right…upon a raised platform
Before the worshippers…This woman wore
A long flowing white dress robe with
Gold sashes and adornments. But she
Was unlike ANY of the others, and
He had never seen her EVER…She was
As tall as the others, the same build…
But her hair was long and wavy, curly,
Dark blond…her skin was a somewhat
Dark olive light brown, and her eyes were
A striking gold color. She appeared to
Wear very decorative facial make up
In metallic blues and golds…And she
Carried herself like a queen. “Who is that?”
He asked very confused.

“You studied the Eves of Earth, you
Have not seen her before?” Ceres asked.

“No.” He said with concern. “No I have
Not. I have never seen her.”

“Some sort of High Priestess?” Ceres
Concluded.

“I have not seen that one before.” Varence
Declared almost wickedly intrigued. “And
I should have.”

“Why does she look so different than the
Others?” Ceres asked eyeing dozens and
Dozens, over one hundred Eves all around
Them chanting. “How is that possible?”

“That is a very good question.” Varence
Said as he scanned the woman fast and
Watched her more closely. “I would definitely
Like to know that answer myself.”

They watched the ceremony for some time as
Their strange chanting continued. The high
Priestess in white with the odd dark blond hair
Made several odd symbolic gestures with her eyes
Transfixed upwards as if she were in somewhat
Of a trance. Then she seemed to howl the
Words, “As the master commands, we serve…”

Then two Eves dressed in black robes with
Hoods brought in a long box-like table
Covered in gold cloth…They rolled it in then
Onto the platform and uncovered a tank full
Of water…Inside the tank was this huge
Snake-like creature with a crocodilian head
With horns…

“Our master commands we serve.” Said the
High priestess as she bowed before the creature…
Which hissed and let out these awful
Inaudible vocalizations that reverberated
Throughout the room…It seemed to set all
The Eves into a trance of awe.

Ceres covered her ears. “Is that what I think
It is?” She asked with a desperate revulsion.
“The serpent…one of the Draconian species…”

“Yes.” Varence nodded in shock. “I have not
Seen one of those in some time…Servants
Of Isis…the Snake God.”

An announcement came over the comm. system.
“All Eves 6’s, 7’s and 9’s…report for
Processing.”

Varence and Ceres eyes each other with a
Peculiar confusion. “What does that mean?”

Suddenly all the women formed neat rows
And filed into the main corridor then proceeded
Farther down the ship. Varence and Ceres
Followed invisible of course…as the high
Priestess led the procession to the science
Wing.

This, is what their mission was for…which
They discovered again with shock. The Eves
Reported to a large cavernous-like room full
Of stall-like compartments…in rows and tiers,
And upwards raised levels. They were very
Strange looking. Neither Varence nor Ceres
Had ever seen anything like this before. They
Stood and watched.

Each Eve individually went into a stall and
Then undressed and pressed their backs
To the walls…Doors then slid closed to cover
Them shut…to prevent interference with the
Forthcoming procedure.

In the center of the room was a circular main
Control panel where the high priestess went with
Her two attendants. The panels were lit with
Foreign writing but Varence could identify them
Vaguely as some Draconian dialect, but it was
One unknown to him.

“What is going on?” Ceres asked again with revulsion.

Varence pointed for her to scan the panels with
Her device and download the data. “Take
Note of everything closely. I suspect I know
What this is now…”

Ceres did as he said. “What is it?” She asked,
Scanning the panels, careful to avoid any close
Proximity to the Eves…She had little desire to
Sense what these women were thinking. Data
Flooded her device; then she went wide-eyed
And her jaw fell open when she saw what
The readings revealed. “This is a harvesting
Device! These wall chambers are harvesting
Eggs from the Eves!”

“That is what I suspected.” Varence said
With distaste.

Ceres was further disgusted with the readings
As they came in. “This is the most vile
Thing I have ever seen! These women…
What they do!”

Varence turned to her numbly. “This is what
They were made for.”

“This is absolutely horrifying and disgusting
To use humans this way!” She spat. “This
Is what the Empire does with its slaves?”

Varence studied his own scanner’s download.
“Look carefully at your data…I believe
This is what we were sent to find.”

“But this is not the cloning center the
Core where the Eves slaves are made?” Ceres
Said, shaking her head. Then she froze
As she examined more of the data. “Oh my…
They are not human!”

He eyed her with a nod. “Almost.”

“I mean, they are…but…” She mildly studied
The data but could not believe it, she
Did not want to. “This is unbelievable!
I have, we have…heard of this, read
About it…but to see it? To witness it?”

“Say it.” Varence insisted. “Say it so that
I know it is not just in my mind.”

Ceres swallowed. “Multiple genetic grafts,
DNA splices to their primary make up.
13 subspecies, or rather races of human
Within their matrix…with additional
Draconian, Sirian…and two other un-
Identified races…all merged together to
Create these…Eves. They are a
Multi-generated race of hybrid creation.
These women were made to create embryos
For further hybridization. They are
Breeding viable versatile hosts!”

“Well,” Varence corrected, “They are growing
The ideal host eggs to be fertilized. It
Is not as though they are pregnant.”

“It is still horrifying and disgusting!” Ceres
Spat. “To use them this way. To create a
Human like this…to be used…So that
They could create WHAT? What is it
Exactly they desire to create?”

“I believe it has something to do with
These unidentifiable races in their DNA
Matrix…the two missing pieces.” He said.

“So what are they?” She asked, trying
To scan them. “Other races they
Conquered? To use their genetic codes
And traits to create this?”

“It must be.” Varence said. He was absolutely
Shocked. “We have detailed information on
Every race in the universe. How is it possible
There are two unidentifiable genetic strands
In their DNA? Who or what are they? Where
Did they come from?”

“It makes no sense at all.” Ceres said shaking
Her head. She was overwhelmed, but
Still kept studying the data. Her eyes were
So wide with shock it nearly amused him.
But she kept trying alternative ideas to
Examine the two mysterious strands. “Their
Is something peculiar here…”

“To say a little…” He laughed.

“No, these strands they are not just
Unidentifiable…” She suddenly gasped as it
Struck her intuition…remembering the
Earlier months of the Watchers posts…The
Council’s arrival to judge the situation on
Earth…The downloaded data from their
Mission subject on Nibiru; my interview…

“What is it?” He asked. “You see it?”

“Our summation on the Agendas of Earth.” She
Gasped again. “The other races…so many
Surrounding the planet, looming, just waiting
For the next cataclysm and harvest…”

“Yes?” He urged…

“The whales sensed the presence of higher
Dimensional life forms.” She turned to him. “They
Always know what’s there…Their sonar can penetrate
Higher dimensions.”

“Yes. I know. We’ve discussed that.”
He said.

“Do you not see?” She pressed him. “The
Genetic experiments you talked about…The
Hybrid, the clone experiments they were trying
To uncover what is in their present DNA…
The mysterious strands. They are the same as
Those.”

“Are you playing riddles now?” He arched his
Brow at her.

“The experiments.” She kept nodding… “Other
Dimensional life forms?” His lack of senses
Frustrated her. “These mysterious DNA strands
Are from other dimensional life forms! Somehow
They contrived or gained samples of beings
From other dimensions and integrated them
Into 3rd dimensional cellular forms.”

Varence went numb, wide-eyed with horror.

“They have supernatural DNA.” She nodded with
Absolute amazement. “The God Project….This
Was their first attempt…It is their base,
Their core for farming, breeding…in attempts
To further it…The Eves are the basis,
They are hosts to breed with supernatural
Life forms…”

Varence nodded. “That’s why the Nephilim
Were so viable and diverse, so successfully
Bred on Earth…”

“But they didn’t know it,” Ceres said, “Not
Until they colonized the planet…with the
More stabilized DNA of the Adams…The
Adams’ sole DNA host parent stock
Stabilized them…That was their missing
Piece…”

“That’s why it worked on Earth and nowhere
Else.” Varence almost numbly moaned. “Who
Knows what they are creating on other slave
Worlds…This Earth however truly is different…
The potential is far more valuable…”

“And risky in the same.” Ceres said. “Anything
Could happen at any time in any generation.”

Varence studied his scans again more closely as
The Eves moved about him at their stations completely
Unaware of their visitors. “That explains the
Crude elements in the Eves’ estrus cycles.”

Ceres winced as she studied her scans some more. “What
Are you talking about? I cannot believe my eyes
At these formations, the overlapping strands, the
Masterful splicing…And what are these symbols in the
Strands…some kind of encrypted writing?”

“You really need to take a look more closely
At the women of Earth, Ceres.” He said to her.

“That’s your job.” She said. “Why?”

“These cycles these Eves possess,” he told her almost
Scornfully. “The present women of Earth still
Have them.”

She froze and raised her eyes to meet his. “That
Is abominable. How could they do that? These
Reproductive cycles are not natural to normal
Human women…That is an absolute horror…can’t
They feel it isn’t normal? These crazed hormone
Levels would render reproductive cycles…insane!”

Varence seemed to blink repetitively in response as if
To nod to agree with her. “One day when they
Encounter their relatives in the stars…they
Will undoubtedly encounter many shocking
Revelations about themselves…their origins…
What they are…have become, would become
And can be.”

“No wonder the Earth is insane!”

Something was happening around them. The Eves
Attending the monitors were urgently rushing to
Complete some task.

“What are they doing?” Ceres asked.

Varence scanned the panels’ proceedings.
“They are…preparing some kind of drone-like
Mini-vessel…” He gasped slightly. “To deliver
The harvested unfertilized eggs to a designated
Rendezvous location in deep space for the Empire
To retrieve.”

The High Priestess suddenly grabbed her head
And appeared to look dizzy and nearly fainted.
One of the subordinates in black robes quickly caught
Her. “Tamara, are you alright?”

“Yes,” the High Priestess said, “I just feel…I think
I need to return to my quarters to rest. I feel
Exhausted today.”

“Mother’s Hand,” the attendant called her, said to her,
“You must rest…tomorrow’s ceremonies are most
Important…The Deliverer will be selecting the
Chosen.”

“I know that is why I must lay to rest.” Tamara
Said touching the Eves that surrounded her with
Support and adoration. “Let me return to my
Quarters.”

“Do you require assistance, escort?” The chief
Attendant in black asked.

“No,” Tamara said shaking her head. “I will be
Fine. Let me leave now. I will rest and
Return for this evening’s blessings before final
End to the day. If there are any problems
I will have Lilith notify you at once. Can
You continue, Rebekah?”

“Yes, of course.” The attendant smiled and nodded
Obediently.

“Thank you.” Tamara nodded in return. “Blessed
To receive. I shall go now.”

“Blessed to endure.” Rebekah responded.
“Rest well, Mother’s Hand.”

At that Tamara slowly left…Varence immediately
Turned to Ceres, “We should follow her. I would like
To observe her a little more before we conclude
Now that we have we came for.” Ceres
Nodded without hesitation, then they followed
Tamara through the great corridor farther
Down the Eve ship…until the corridor narrowed
And became much more dimly lit. Then it
Became more of a dark hallway with paneled
Blue lights and more steel-like architecture.
Tamara came upon a lift, went inside…Varence
And Ceres entered with her…where the three
Of them were alone.

Inside the lift Tamara selected a very high level
Then leaned against the wall pinching her
Eyes shut and grabbing her temples tightly.

Varence immediately scanned her.

“What’s wrong with her?” Ceres asked as she
Began trying to dive into Tamara’s mind to
Sense the problem.

“Physically…she is just tired.” Varence answered.
“Otherwise nothing.” He turned to her. “Can
You tell anything?”

Ceres quickly found her own psychic answers…
“She is not like the others…She has a striking
Presence…but it is not…normal.”

“Oh?” He asked.

“There is something…NEW…going on inside of
Her.” Ceres said.

Tamara weakly turned…examining the lift…
Her eyes and senses taking in what she
Saw was there, what her mind told her
And what her senses felt of the invisible. She
Felt a chill and grabbed and hugged her arms
Tight. Then the lift reached its destination
And she quickly exited into a long dark
Hallway again dimly lit…her invisible
Escorts immediately followed. As she
Walked down the hallway she kept
Nervously turning her head every which way
Trying to understand what she sensed. At
The very end of the hall were two large
Doors with gold and red crosses…They slid open
For her as she neared, then entered
A very spacious, luxurious looking room
With tables, sofas low to the floor, velvet-
Like tapestries covering the walls full of
Decorative gold and silver blue designs. It
Was a very royal looking room.

There was a wide, huge window at the
Far end of the large room near a large
Round bed with ivory linens…beside it was
An altar full of candles and towering glass
Tubes full of colored waters, and burning
Incense holders that still let out puffs
Of smoke from earlier burnings. Tamara
Went to the altar, knelt and began to
Pray, trying to collect her senses as she
Felt torn apart.

Varence and Ceres stood nearby watching
Closely, with him constantly monitoring his
Scanner…and her constantly sensing
Tamara’s every move.

“There is something very odd going on with her
DNA.” Varence noted. “Some kind of
Metamorphosis.”

“Yes.” Ceres agreed. “I see it in her…I can
Feel it…She is transforming slowly.” She
Turned to him sharply. “And you say you
Never saw her make it to Earth?”

“No.” Varence told her. “She must have
Been killed in the battle with the Adam
Ship. This Eve never went to Earth.”

Ceres eyed her carefully. “If I didn’t…”

“What?” Varence asked.

“From what I’ve seen and sensed before.” Ceres
Said. “Of these changes in her…She is changing
On a molecular and spiritual level…at the
Same time…just as if…”

“Do not say it.” Varence said cautiously.

Ceres nodded. “A light was put in her head.”

Just then the doors to the quarters opened
And in walked a very tall, beautiful,
Proud looking woman…darker in skin, but
So brilliantly fair… “My dear…” She said to her.

“Alana.” Tamara said humbly.

“The Commander.” Varence told Ceres.

“You look tired.” Alana said, going to her.

“I don’t feel well.” Tamara said suddenly
Very heavy with emotions, very, very heavy
As though she would break at the sight
Of her mate.

“What is it?” Alana said, holding her.

“Something is wrong. Something is very, very
Wrong. I can feel it. It’s in the air…it’s
In everything.”

“What?”

“Can’t you tell?” Tamara asked, her eyes
Glassy and desperate. “Can’t you feel it?
Just feel it? Can’t you?”

“You’re tired.”

“It’s everywhere.” Tamara began to cry as
She turned to the window. “Even the stars
Are crying out…The cries of destiny. The
Hours are falling…The days ending. This
Way of life is ending…Everything we know
That we’ve known, been taught…is wrong…
It’s so wrong. And it’s about to change.
It’s about to end.”

“You have to stop doing this to yourself.”
Alana said kindly. “You have to fight it.
They will insist on reprocessing you if…
Have you told anyone…about…The light
That came to you?”

“No.” Tamara said. “How can I? What
Could I say? What would they say? Who
Would believe? How could they?”

“Fight it.” Alana told her. “Your will is
Strong. Your mind is strong…your abilities…”

“I cannot fight it.” Tamara said
Angrily, glaring at her… “I tried…I can
Not…There is no fighting this…How can
You fight a light when all you have ever
Known is darkness?” She went to the
Windows to stare at the stars, then turned to
Alana sharply. “You have no idea what
This is or what is out there or what’s coming.”

“So tell me.” Alana tried to reason.

“The words won’t come…” Tamara could only
Say… “You will just have to wait and see.”

Varence nodded to Ceres. “We should
Leave NOW.” He insisted, they had seen
Enough. Ceres agreed. But as they neared
To exit…

“They’re at the door.” Tamara said sternly
To the invisible. “Fate is at the door and
You cannot stop them. EVER.”

They left quickly then…

Return to now…The Circle of Light.
Brishan and Ceres standing like towers of
Raging knowledge…

“This is not for analyzing. This is free
Information…take it as you wish.” Ceres
Said. “A fool would see a false story…No, here
The point I offer is clear…When last we
Spoke and wrote we laughed…this time, it’s
More serious. Change is coming. It will happen.
It can either be easy…fun. And good for
All. Or…it can be nasty. Which is it
Going to be? Think about it. Let it stand.
Think of those words.”

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=66432

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 14JAN2017

 

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (14 January 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers… The Star Elder…

*SONG* “Total Eclipse of the Heart” by Bonnie Tyler
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=lcOxhH8N3Bo

Believe…
And the Mystic took the sacred hourglass
Full of the sands from their ancient shrine
And poured them into the waters
Of the watching pool…into the Holy Water
Where reflections beheld the spirit cries
Of those waiting…
The Mystic’s hand dropped the ring into them then
The Circle…forging ripples into the water…
Ripples that caught the hours.
The Right moment, For the perfect time…
Ripples in the water resounding through
The Universe…of Circles…
Felt in souls across the stars, and through them
Into them…to break the bonds of false hearts
Stolen in time, a day of reckoning
Righting all wrongs, so that truth could see
Through them…
Then the Star Elder’s voice called the names
And across the Universe they woke, eyes
Blurrily blinking, bewitched but seeing clearly…
As though they had never seen before…

The call had sounded none could deny…
Circles from across the stars
The deaf defeated by mischievous lies
Did not hear them…
But others did in truth and rose…
And the Star Elder said, “Bring them together.”

One by one, in galaxies across the stars
Those bound to the hour glass awoke
And called out to each other…
Some answered, some did not…could not

These are the circles of ages, bloodlines
From the First home scattered across the
Universe…seeds, starseeds to create the grid…
So that when the time came and the
Call sounded…the dots could connect.
And Build the Bridge that could bring them
And the lost secrets and lost tribes together.

Guided by a light…and songs.
The heart would break the ties that held
Their lives by lies and misfortune…
To build The Bridge, first this must be broken,
The eclipsed heart…then the eyes will open
To see where they must work and go…

It’s the unsung riddle of the Heart.
Where did my soulmate go?
Where can I find them?
The Eyes search through crowds
Of countless faces but can never find them…
The restless, weak hearts settle…
Thus never find them…
The Brave hearts wait…endlessly
And often are drawn to the unknown
By night, to then search the starry night above them,
No faces in the crowds, but lift the eyes
And can’t help but stare into the stars
To Find them…

Nothing matters, nothing can…
Some circles are forged so long and deep
Into the soul nothing can compare,
No one can break the bond of a circle…
And there are countless circles…
To each their own, and in them they
Find all the answers they ever quested,
Ever needed, ever longed for.

Dare to dream, and believe and Find brave
Faith to chase and run to…
Then their circle will find them.
Settle, and choose one to bide time with…
Well that’s fine…but the circle will not
Favor the choice of settling.
Deep down you know that already.
You ask questions, that you know the
Answers to already!
That’s what the Mystic always says…
Believe…And conquer the world around you…
Conquer just one lie…and find reward…
Brave the wait…and the call will reward…
Then the soul finds strength and declares…
Don’t get in my way…
And the universe rewards that with power…
Trumpets sound. In this hour…Now is the time…

Now…the Star Elder…

So, what will happen now?

Through a foggy dream state, lost in worlds
Of dreams and meaningless time wasted…
The Ancient grabbed a handful of the
Sacred sands and called them…7…
But this is just one story…of many…
They could not deny, not fight the power
Of his will, his voice…They had to come
And stand Before him…

“I have to see you…” He said…
And when he calls, you have no choice, no will
But to go…souls drawn from the ether sleep
Go to him, to the sanctuary his lost tribe
Found. Stand before the Star Elder…
So 7 went…his choice…

There, bewildered and curious they were
Set into a line before him and his people…
The mystics of the Lost Tribe…
On a sanctuary world known only to
The Watchers; where all refugees go.

It’s like a dream; you can’t quite think,
Only feel and experience, and if you are
Lucky you remember it later.
But then you remember what he tells
You to remember.

And he knows your real name, not
The names your parents of the world gave
You, but the name your soul recognizes…
The name the stars gave you when
Souls were new and unspoiled…

“Stand them there in a line, the 7.”
The great Star Elder says.
And his people obey without question
Or hesitation…

Words to the Wise, or foolish…
You do NOT call this man, he calls you.
The Golden Rule of the Universe…
When he wants to see you, you go…
You can beg and plea to see him
A thousand times, he will NOT answer…
It has nothing to do with being special,
It’s just in the sands, as his people say.

So here they stood…7, from the Great Hall…
From the Mission…

It was hazy and dim, beneath a colorless
Night sky…set aglow by a light
Indescribable, but somewhat like the
Aurora Borealis of Earth…

I stood at the end, as confused as ever…
Looked to my left and there was the tall
Dark skinned guy I had seen in dreams
Before…Joe? Built like a massive football
Player! And beside him, the beautiful blond
Julie…but with shorter hair?
And beside her the tall Native American,
Jacob? Then beside him a smaller slim guy, Jason?
Then the blond guy that was like a surfer, John?
And at the end, the fair and magical, Jennifer?
Those are the ones I saw in dreams
So many times I could paint their pictures
Without thinking! What was going on?

Joe kept blinking and walking back and forth
On unsteady feet beside me. He seemed drunk.
“Man, this is a weird dream. What was in
Those Cheetos…pot?” He turned and blinked
At me. “You? I’ve seen you before!”

“I’ve seen you too.” I said to him.

“You drew those pictures for me…” Joe
Said.

“I did? What pictures?” I couldn’t remember
Anything. Everything was a fog of memories.

“The ones from the book.” He fought to think.
“Or was it that girl? I can’t remember…
Or you both did. You draw stuff.”

“I draw sometimes, yeah.” I answered but
Had no clue what he meant. I couldn’t
Think clearly at all there.

He turned to his left. “Barbie’s here too!”

“Oh my God!” Julie groaned. “Not this again!
Why am I here?”

“You cut your hair.” Joe moaned. “Short.”

“You’re a brilliant ape.” Julie growled.

Joe turned to me. “Yep, Mean Barbie. I
Remember Mean Barbie.”

“Stop calling me Barbie!” Julie winced.

Joe looked around, he was always the
Most vocal man! “Look at all the little Pink
People!” He said of these strange looking
People all around us, staring and watching
Us intently. “Little Oompa-Loompas. Where’s
Willy Wonka? They giving us any chocolate
Or what? Hurry up I have to pee!”

“Oh my God you are dumb!” Julie groaned.

“What? Why?” Joe asked.

“Honestly, are you ever serious?” Julie asked.
“Do they look like Oompa-Loompas?”

“Tiny little Pink People, them Oompa-Loompas.
They make chocolate in Willy’s factory.” Joe
Said. “Didn’t you ever see that movie? The
Little men…”

“Everyone is little to you.” Julie snapped.
“They are not Oompa-Loompas. And they were
Orange, not pink!”

“So, these guys are pink!” Joe said. “What’s
The difference?”

“Just be quiet and stop talking,” Julie said. “I
Can’t think.”

“Chill out will you, it’s a dream.” Joe said.
“And I can say whatever I want. It’s my
Dream. Not yours.”

“Just be quiet. Oh my God!” Julie growled.

Joe turned back to me. “Mean Barbie. Yep,
She’s always mean. At least you laugh.”

“You guys are funny!” I had to say, they
Always made me laugh.

“She’s meaner with shorter hair.” Joe
Cackled.

“Shut up!” Julie said. “Why is this happening
To me? Always happens this way!”

“Oh my God I have to remember this,” I said,
“I have to write this down.”

“You write too?” Joe asked.

“Like in a dream journal, yeah.” I said.

“Hey,” Joe said leaning close to me like he
Was drunk, “If you write this down, no one
Will read it, right?”

“I guess not, no.” I said. (OOPS)

“Cool,” he said, “Then, can you write down that
I am very good looking? Yeah, write down
I am really hot.”

“You want me to write down you are good looking
And hot?” I laughed.

“Yeah, sure, why not?” Joe laughed. “I mean
If you read this later, or I do. It’s my dream?
Whatever. Then you will remember me that
Way…or I will. I never write. I never
Read. Man I hate to read. I always feel
Stupid when I read.”

“Imagine that.” Julie laughed.

“Hey cool it, Haircut Barbie.” Joe laughed. “Quit
Being mean to me, ok will ya?”

“No, it makes me feel better!” Julie snapped.

I laughed. “Ok Joe, I will write down in my
Journal you are really good looking and hot.
Don’t worry, no one will read it.” I swear
He is going to kill me if he finds out, he could
Pound me into the dirt! Sorry Joe, you know
I think you’re always cool. I love you, please
Don’t kill me. But he hates to read, so maybe
I’ll get lucky.

“Man, I really like you!” Joe smiled big at me.

“Are you really going to listen to him?”
Julie asked as the strange looking natives
Around us watched our exchange with
Amusement. “Don’t corrupt him.” Julie
Nodded at me.

“Hey, he’s a big boy, he’s fine.” Joe patted me
On the back. “Besides it’s my dream.”

I had to laugh, oh the two of them were
So funny!

“Your dream?” She said to him with a
Smile that looked like a snarl. “Do you
Think I want to be here? Why would I be
Here, or any of us if this was your dream?”

“Because I like to torture myself in my
Sleep.” Joe bellowed at her. “It’s like those
Girls that hang out after practice, a bunch
Of mean Barbie dolls!”

“What are talking about?” She squinted
At him. “What girls? Why do I do this
To myself? I was having margaritas, planning
My day tomorrow, the next thing I know I’m
Here. This is worse than when Shelly was
Preaching to me about love and light and
Her lightworker nonsense over lunch after
The salon. She always does this to me. Every
Time she talks about that lightworker
Stuff of hers I have a dream like this.”

A strained pause as everyone watched and
Listened. The others in the line seemed too
Confused to talk…Joe however…

“Lightworkers?” Joe asked straining to think.
“What’s that, what are you talking about?
A lighthouse?”

“What?” Julie said rolling her eyes. “No—“

“Hey people that work in lighthouses, that’s
A tough job,” Joe barked. “They have rights.
What, do you have something against
Lighthouses or something?”

Julie had this look of shock. “No. No, that’s
Not what I was—“

“You know what your problem is?” Joe
Snapped as he waved his hand in a wide
Gesture. “You’re stuck up. Yeah, California
Barbie has it easy, shops all day and stuff.
Can’t even sympathize with some poor
Bored guy in a lighthouse. They have unions
And stuff, they work hard. Give them a
Break already will ya!”

I laughed, then Jacob started laughing.
Soon everyone was…except Julie and Joe.

“My God, you are so dense!” Julie snapped.

“What?” Joe scowled. “Why? Hey Tonto
Over there thinks I’m funny.” He said,
Pointing to Jacob. “Yeah, see he’s cool,
He can chill out like on cool Keemosabi.”

“Tonto?” Julie said, shaking her head with
A bitter laugh. “Keemosabi? Really Lone
Ranger? HE can’t be both you idiot, either
One or the other. You’re just loud and
Stupid that’s what you are.”

“Whatever.” Joe turned to me, “You know
She’s the meanest Barbie I’ve ever seen.
Friggin’ California Plastic Dreaming…Won’t
Let me talk, won’t let me pee.” He turned
Sharply to her then. “You know you better
Start being nicer to me or I’m gonna pee
Right here all over you!”

“You’re disgusting! UGH!” Julie shouted. “Can
You be serious and intelligent ever? Why am
I being punished like this? UGH!” She turned
To Jacob. “Can I switch places with you?
Can we please switch right now?”

“Are we allowed to do that?” Jacob asked.

“Oh please,” Julie begged angrily. “I swear
These people will think we’re nuts!”

“Aw, Barbie’s scared of the little Pink
Oompa-Loompas.” Joe mocked her laughing.

“Just shut up! Just stop talking!” She
Moved around Jacob and urged him to
Switch anyway. He complied with a bit
Of a laugh, but was a little nervous to do it.

“You know you were a lot nicer before you cut
Your hair!” Joe yelled at her. “Who cares
What the little Oompa-Loompas think? What
No chocolate tonight from Willy Wonka? Go
Ask Ken for some magic grow pills to grow
Your hair back!”

I thought I was going to die from laughing!
“Shh…you have to be quiet. Look at their
Faces,” I tried to quietly tell him about
The natives, “These people look shocked.”

“You gotta quit whispering, my friend,” Joe
Told me. “Quit worrying about the little
Pink Oompa-Loompa people. This is a dream!
Are you really going to write this down?”

“Oh yeah,” I said, “I am definitely
Going to write this down.”

“You going to write how mean Barbie
Is being to me?” He asked.

“”Uh?” I just laughed.

“You going to show this to anyone?” Joe
Asked.

“Uh,” I said, “No.” (OOPS)

“Oh, okay,” Joe said, “Well, don’t forget
To write how I’m really good looking.”

“Ok, Joe.” My God, I hope he never starts
Liking to read…

“And don’t forget to write about Mean
Barbie.” Joe laughed. “And make sure you
Write down how no one pees in California.
Must be one hell of a state.”

“I got it, Joe, I promise.” I said.

“Quit calling me Barbie, you great ape!”
Julie shouted.

The natives around, I swear I couldn’t tell
If they thought we were nuts or if
They had made some horrible mistake
In bringing us here.

“Are you really going to write about this?”
Jacob asked, leaning over.

“Yeah. Oh I have to remember this.” I
Told him.

“Can you write down I’m really good
Looking too?” Jacob asked.

“See,” Joe nodded, “Not just me.”

“The three of you, my God.” Julie cried out.
“Give us mercy, please!”

“Hey, you cut your hair, you lost your chance
To speak.” Joe cackled, he was really enjoying
Himself. “Write down she looks like Ken’s
Gay wimpy younger brother. I don’t care,
This is my dream.”

“You know, you are an evil giant ape!”
Julie shouted.

“Yeah?” Joe laughed. “Go wax surfer boys’
Legs, they look like they need shining, friggin’
California man, friggin’ California. No peeing
Allowed…They must hate toilets. Must
Be one hell of state, man!”

“You’re disgusting!” Julie yelled at him.
“You’re just totally disgusting!”

“Boo hoo, man. Boo hoo!” Joe yelled back.
“Come and get me, Ken. Come and get me.
I’m right here waiting for ya.”

I swear I could die laughing.

“What are we here for anyhow? Waiting
For the millennia to come?” Joe asked.

Jacob leaned to me. “You know, I’ve never
Had a dream like this before. I think I
Like it. Is that wrong?”

“Me either.” I said, “I don’t know. But
I swear it’s funny. I have to remember it.
I have to write it down.”

“Just don’t forget to write down I’m really,
Really good looking.” Joe said. “Yeah, say
I’m really hot.”

“And don’t forget to write down how stupid he
Is either!” Julie told me.

“What is he, your secretary?” Joe ordered.
“This is my dream. He’ll write what
I say. Bitch.”

“Nice!” Julie recoiled. “Stupid ape.”

Joe turned to me with a smile and patted
Me on the back. “Just write down
That I’m really, really good looking. That’s
The most important thing to remember.”

“Alright.”

“No one’s going to read this, right?” Joe
Asked. “Just me?” He shook his head. “Man
I hate to read.”

“Nope, no one will ever read this, Joe. It’s
Cool.” One day I will be a dead man. Joe
Is going to pound me into the dirt. But
Hopefully Jacob will be there to save me.
But if Julie is there it could be an entirely
Different story. (GRIN)

“Just what is going on now?” Joe mumbled
As we all noticed the commotion of the
People…The crowd around us was whispering.
“Something is going on…”

“You think?” Julie said loudly. “I swear to
God I am never having lunch with
Shelley at that café again!”

Julie was irritated, but I swear there was
Something in her voice, a tone…She was enjoying
This, if just a little bit. She just hid it really
Well.

We watched as the crowd parted and this man,
A clearly very old, almost ancient looking man
With this fantastic headdress of white feathers
Appeared, guided by a small child…who seemed
To be leading him by the hand towards us. Was
He blind? It seemed so. The little child appeared to
Be maybe 5 or 6 years old, and very wide eyed,
Innocent and happy looking. The elderly man the
Child led held his head high and slightly tilted
With a distant expression, as if he were
Staring off, at, or into something. His eyes
Glowed like moons on his face, he was amazing
Looking. And everyone fell silent…

“Check out the wild dressed Willy Wonka!”
Joe exclaimed, breaking the silence. “Is he
Their chief?”

Jacob studied them fast and said, “That’s no
Chief…” He swallowed. “He’s some kind of
Medicine Man, you can feel it. He’s not like
The others…”

“I swear I’ve dreamed of these people
Before.” I said. “The Lost Tribe…”

A woman stepped Forward then, before
Him, dressed in these tan-ish orange
Robes with shells and beads adorning her.
“This is the Star Elder.” She said with
A strange accent. “He wished to see you.
He summoned you.”

“What’s Willy Wonka want to see us for?”
Joe laughed.

“Oh stop it, will you.” Julie ordered. “He’s not
Willy Wonka. Can’t you just be quiet for once
And listen.”

“Dude, Bro this is weird.” Joe grumbled. “Why
Can’t I just have chocolate and Cheetos.”
He turned to me and patted me on the
Shoulder. “Actually that sounds good. I gotta
Try that when I wake up.”

“Ape!” Julie groaned. “Such an ape! Be quiet
And just listen!”

I had to smile and laugh as Joe looked
At me…The look on his face, I was just
Waiting for his words. “You think Ken ever
Feeds her? NOPE.”

“UGH!” Julie howled.

The little child led the Elder to us…First
To the end where Jennifer stood…Silence
Fell across the crowd in awe. Although we
Had no idea what this was, why, or what
To expect. I leaned forward to see, but so
Did Joe and it was so hard to see past him
Since he was so huge. The Elder put his hand
Gently high on Jennifer’s chest just below
Her collar bone…then spoke something very
Softly.

“What’s Willy Wonka saying? I can’t hear
Nothing!” Joe yelled.

“Shut up, just shut up!” Julie ordered.

Then the Elder, led by the child, moved next
To John and did the same. Again, very soft
Words.

“What’s Willy Wonka saying?” Joe asked loudly.
“We getting any candy or what?”

“Dear God!” Julie rolled her eyes. “Will you
Ever shut up?”

Joe turned to me and whispered. “It’s all
That plastic candy food she eats. That’s
Why Barbie’s so mean.”

I had to laugh, it was hard not to.
“Oh come on.”

“I’m serious Bro,” Joe said, “Look at her…
She could take out the Middle East. That’s
Probably why she cut her hair. Barbie
Commando! Ken can’t do it, that dude’s got
Molded plastic for nuts.”

I begged him with a gesture to be quiet
Though I was dying of laughter inside.

Joe kept watching. “I better get candy is
All I’m saying. All these pink little Oompa-
Loompas around, they better have candy or
I’m taking out this chocolate factory.”

“There’s no candy.” Jacob laughed. “I think
This is like some ceremonial initiation…”

“That sucks!” Joe bellowed. “What am I
Dreaming this for?”

The Elder then moved to Jason, then to
Julie…

“Oh man, watch it now.” Joe barked. “Willy’s
Gonna meet Barbie…I bet she’s gonna
Say no chocolate gimme some sprouts.”

I know it was serious but it was hard
To think. I shook my head and looked at
Jacob who shared a similar expression…
He just held up his finger to his lips to
Be quiet…And Joe did listen, for the moment.

The Elder then moved to Jacob, touched his
Chest…then paused for a long time. His
Eyes seemed far away, then with his
Chin high and tilted head he leaned close to
Jacob and whispered something to him. I
Couldn’t hear, but whatever it was it
Apparently stunned Jacob silent. His face
Went pale, he swallowed. Then he looked
Nervously down and all around and
Wouldn’t’ say anything.

Joe panicked and turned to me. “Dude, Bro,
Did you hear what Willy said? What the Hell?”
He froze then as the Elder now stood in front
Of him and touched his chest.

Strained moments. Joe was frozen in both fear
And curiosity. The Elder’s face was intense now,
His eyes glowing…Suddenly his presence was
Very powerful, this was no joke…He leaned
Forward to Joe and whispered…I couldn’t
Hear but it obviously struck Joe with shock.
He turned to me. “This blows! Man I just
Want to just buy a farm somewhere and hide.”

The Star Elder finally came to me…
Everyone was silent and serious now. I
Briefly looked down the line, worried. Everyone
Was looking down…speechless, almost
Scared out of their minds?

The Star Elder touched my chest. But I
Could barely feel his hand, it was almost
Buzzing with energy instead of flesh. I stared
At his face, but his eyes were lifted and
Face tilted slightly away from mine. He was
So close now, I could feel it…He was
Not like anything I can describe. It was like
He was there, but wasn’t there. His eyes
Weren’t of this world, they were someplace
Else…everywhere else, all at the same time.
They changed from pearly white to a shiny
Shimmery chartreuse-like gold…as he
Was seeing into the ethereal limitless
Universe. He knew time, he knew space.
He was looking into destiny and fate. He
Wanted to see who we were and what
Parts we played. This man had a power
Unlike anyone. How is that possible?

People will argue and say it isn’t possible. But
I’m telling you this is a REAL MAN,
He does exist…and he knows everything!

Suddenly standing before him felt terrifying and I
Didn’t want to know what he was
Going to say. I was immediately scared
To death.

He lingered in front of me a very long time.
Too long. He was mesmerized by something.
It made me nervous and I looked around,
His people were swarming in closer towards
Him. His face seemed to light up. He kept
Seeing things I could feel it, but said
Nothing. I could feel myself sweat, his
Hand kept getting hotter. Then everyone
In the line was staring at him and me…

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he
Pulled his hand away. I swear I couldn’t
Be sure then, did he touch me or not?
It’s hard to explain. It was like he
Touched you but didn’t, as though he
Touched the energy field around you…I
Swallowed and waited for his words.
Why was it taking him so long to find
Words? It was like he was trying very
Hard to be careful what to say!

Instead of leaning forward to whisper, he
Leaned back and pointed. “You will go.”
Was all he said. Then he patted the little
Child’s hand eagerly to lead him away. And
He had the strangest look of contentment
On his face…and all of his people clustered
Close around him sensing his excitement
As he walked away.

Wait,” I called out nervously. “Where
Am I going?” But they just ignored me.
“Where am I going?” I yelled. Nothing,
No one would look at me! I turned to
Joe. “Where am I going?”

Joe looked scared. He said nothing.

“Where am I going?”

A woman, the one from before, stood before
Us very proud and pleased. “Thank you.
You may all return now. You will remember
This for a long time.”

The Fog of unconsciousness collapsed the
Scene…then it was gone…Was it a dream?
I remember it more vividly than anything
I can see or touch…

The Circle of Light…A brief visit for
Insight and Final words.

Ceres was there with Brishan, standing tall
And strongly elegant. Beautiful…waiting with
Her hands on her hips and her head
Tilted curiously as she eyed me. She
Knew a lot about this Star Elder.
I could feel it.

“Are you going to tell me now?” I
Asked her.

“It’s a miracle to even meet him.” Ceres
Said. “It’s a gift to be invited, to be
Summoned…even among us it is rare.
When the universe calls your name and
You hear it…when he hears it…you learn
Your whole life…to listen. To betray what
He says to you is a crime. Yes I know
What he meant…This was before the angel
Wasn’t it?”

“Yes.”

She nodded. “It’s still happening. You will
Have to wait and see.”

“Oh.” I wanted to hear so much more after
All this time!

“Is there anything else you wanted to know?”
She asked.

“No.” I sighed. “Well…there is one
Thing I have to say. It’s very important.
If I don’t say it I think I may
Be in serious trouble.”

“What’s that?” She asked seriously.

“Joe is really, really good looking.
And I’m not just saying that because
He could squash me. If I ever find him
I have to make this very clear…He
Is a very, very good looking man. Really
Hot. You should know that.”

Ceres couldn’t help but shake her head
And let a loud laugh. It was
The first time I had ever really seen
Her laugh like that, a truly amused,
Joyous laughter. She nodded. “I
Understand. Thank you.”

*GRIN*

Valiant

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 7JAN2017

Photo: YURIY DYACHYSHYN/AFP/Getty Images

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (7 January 2016) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Lost Tribe…

*SONG* “Eye in the Sky” by the Alan Parsons Project
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNiie_zmSr8

It was one of those nights when everything
Felt heavy and I couldn’t keep my eyes
Open…I don’t even remember laying down…

There was smoke, the air was so thick
That I couldn’t breathe.
There were explosions, the sounds of
A thundering angry sky, of shaking
And cracking ground, and the awful
Sounds of people screaming. It was
Deafening, it was so loud and vivid it was
Impossible to believe that it was a dream.
How could a dream be that vivid, that
Loud? How could that be happening in
Your sleep?

I couldn’t see clearly, even my vision was
Shaky and blurry from the chaos all around.
I was struggling to stand, to see, to make
Sense of anything. I was in some kind of
City…but not any I knew.

The buildings were tall and seemed built
Mostly by their surface, of glass…
But I saw no concrete or steel…it was
Some kind of stoney construction…like
The deserts of the American Southwest…
The buildings resembled some sort of adobe
Style…and they blended in with a
Flat street and sidewalk that was perfectly
Leveled…

The sidewalks were equal to the streets
And wider than any I ever saw.
The streets were narrow, as if they had
No frequent use for machines or cars, in
Fact I saw no cars, or buses or vehicles
Of any kind. All that I saw
Were people running and screaming in
Terror…racing in every direction, some
Covering their heads fearing falling debris
That was pelting the ground. I had no idea
Where this was…but it sure looked like
Some kind of war was going on…It
Was a city in the midst of destruction.
I had no clue why I was there at all.

What struck me most was the people…At
First because of the shaking I wasn’t sure I saw
Things right…The smoke from the explosions
Made me squint and my eyes water…I had to keep
Focusing and rubbing my eyes. It sure felt
Real, like no dream at all. The people, their
Skin was a rich pinkish-red…it couldn’t
Be that way, I kept staring at them
And studying them as they ran around
And raced passed me. I had NEVER
Seen skin their color before…pinkish-red?
But the texture and tone of their skin
Was normal, was it some kind of movie?
It didn’t seem like they were wearing makeup.
There were subtle tones to their skin, variations
In their complexions that would have made it
Nearly impossible for makeup…And their hair,
They all had the SAME color hair? The old, the
Young…men, women, children, every age and
Size I could see…Their hair was a creamy
Beige color…thick, worn in different styles;
Long and short…even their haircuts looked
Strange? Cropped bangs, sharp not frayed…very
Neatly curled shoulder length hair almost
Like a standard among men, of the men and
Women…some seemed to display a more unisex
Look to them…

Even their clothing was odd! A creamsicle
Orange color that almost all of them
Wore…But some wore more elaborate tunics,
Again both men and women shared
All styles…Despite the chaos of them running
Around and the explosions, they were a
Very striking looking people…There was a
Very intense Native American feel to them
Somehow…something of an appreciation of
Nature…it was hard to explain, you could
Just feel it about them…

But those explosions! Blasts going off all
Around…The smoke, the falling debris made
It hard to stay calm. I just wanted to
Run and hide like these people were,
No matter how curious I was. And the
Sounds of rumbling in the sky, of the ground
Shaking beneath my feet also made it
Hard to think. What was this place?
Was it real? It was too elaborate looking
To seem made up.

And what was going on? A war? How? Why?

I just kept hiding behind things, a big
Box like structure here or there. I had no idea
What they were, only that they seemed good
For cover. I moved around as much as I
Could trying to see, to understand, no one
Seemed to see me though.

I just kept watching the people run, run
Into buildings, run for cover…in pairs, individuals
Or small groups. They seemed very careful
And mindful of each other’s safety. Not once
Did I see anyone trampled. In fact I
Repeatedly saw them helping each other.
If someone fell, another person nearby
Would stop to help them, guide them on.
I had never seen such quick and
Considerate concern before. Who were these
People?

The explosions kept getting louder, the
Shaking worse. Yet more and more people
Kept racing by, coming from further
Down the street…They were running
From something I could not see, but it
Was all so unclear…The only palpable
Thing in the air was panic, desperation,
And terror.

At one point I fell behind some kind of
Box by a couple of benches…When I went
To stand up there was a woman
Running by. She froze when she saw me,
Her eyes bulged. Then she stared
Me down, studying me. She had
The most amazing, almost glowing
Chartreuse colored eyes…

“Where did you come from?” She asked me,
But not with words! She asked me
Silently with her mind, telepathy!
“You shouldn’t be here!”

I tried to respond but all I
Could do was listen…

“You shouldn’t be here.” She kept saying. Then
She was peeling open my mind inside out
With her mind. I could feel it! Then she was
Nodding, she seemed to find the answers
She was looking for. “Oh I see why.” She
Said to me, “Look then, see, pay
Attention.” She ordered fast. “Make
Notes. You won’t ever forget this. EVER!”

“Who are you?!” I finally said.

Her arm shot out pointing to the ground
And then to the sky. “Them! They’re here!”

“Who?” I asked.

“Listen to me,” she said, “There’s no
Time!” I could feel the panic in
Her voice…She was not only talking to
My mind but conveying every emotion
She felt as well. She was terrified! Not just
By what I saw, it was much more complex.

“I don’t understand!” I told her…
This woman, who seemed 30 something,
But fit and trim and very smart; brilliant
Even.

Her face became intense, and despite the
Chaos she focused her mind to send me
Images…memories, thoughts, feelings…
Way too complicated for speech. It was
Like some huge documentary, but in
Fast forward…

She showed me details of her race,
Her world. They were a peaceful,
Nurturing people, living at one with
Nature, a powerful deep sense of peace
Within them. They were an advanced race,
Highly telepathic…

They were a trusting people, too trusting.

Some years ago…they were approached
By visitors from deep space…from far,
Far away…Making big promises, lots
Of big promises and they took advantage…
And lied…This foreign power
Only wanted their resources and the
People as specimens for
Some kind of research. This was all
Some kind of Invasion!

“Beware them.” She said. “Beware
The Destroyers. Beware the Triangular
Ships. They are not your Friends.
Beware them. Tell people. Tell
Anyone that will listen. Beware
The Destroyers! Beware the Triangular
Ships! The Evil is coming! They’re
Everywhere!”

“How can I tell people that?!” I begged her.

She kept sending me images from her mind,
It was an overload of information as the
Smoke and explosions continued all around.
There were whirling buzzing sounds in the
Air, ships flying overhead that I couldn’t
See…and the cries of screaming people, her
People, everywhere.

The pictures she sent to my mind…emotions
With them…first of hope turned to fear
And regret. Her blissful people’s existence…
Blindly preaching peace and hope, never considering
The darker side of things. They never knew
Anything different for generations. They knew
Nothing of liars, of deception…They were a
Telepathic race…such things did not exist
Among them. They did not understand the
Concept of deceit or withholding information.
These invaders had come disguised with
Friendly faces, human-like? They offered
Friendship and technology. But what they
Really wanted was her people’s genetic gifts…
Their DNA…

She showed me cascading images with lightning
Speed…of a Eden world living merrily for
Years with little knowledge of space. They had
Not ventured out into the stars yet, so these
Space visitors were seen as a miracle. But
There was something cold and cruel about them.
They showed little emotions.

For decades a slow process of integration had
Gone on with her people and theirs…As the
Visitors slowly, unknowingly corrupted her
World. It began with the young, poisoning
Their minds with selfish, reckless pleasures…
Greed, materialism, then lastly war games
And violence…through seemingly harmless
Games of competition that gradually grew
More bloody and violent…The easiest way to
Pollute and corrupt a world was to poison
Their youth…slowly this way, with
Games that dissolved the senses…appealing
To primal desires…sex and survival.

The old were led astray differently, by
Materialism, indulgence and technology…
Make them weak and lazy…dependent
On technology…make them shallow, make
Them vain…Indulge them, withhold…preach
And lie to them. Then give them more, then
Stall, take it away and repeat the process
Until all they cared about was more, more, more…

Nations, once peaceful, began to fight, disagree
Constantly. Unity in their world broke down
Until no one trusted one another. And each
New generation that came along was more
Corrupt, more greedy…hormonal and warlike
And competitive…until all anyone wanted
To do was fight, play games, have fun,
Collect treasures…party…

There once spiritual system began to break
Down as their religions reflected this as well…

Only the purest souls remained untouched by
This, as foretold by their most renowned
Spiritual leader…A man known as the
Star Elder…

Into each generation was born a handful of
Exceptionally gifted children, prized for their
Heightened telepathic and psychic abilities.
The Star Elder was the greatest gifted of
Them all…It was said he could see all, be
Everywhere…even into the vastness
Of the universe itself. He warned of
The coming of the Dark Ones, but on a
World that never knew evil…They could
Not recognize it until it was too late. The
Young denied the old ways, as did the
Governments as greed and materialism
Consumed them with fantastic new technology…

More explosions, more smoke, it was
Difficult to concentrate. But she kept
Communicating with me. I was locked in
Some kind of mental union with her as
She forced me to see, hear, feel everything
She knew no matter what was happening
Around us.

“You have to listen,” she insisted to my mind,
“You have to hear this…that is why you’re
Here. That is why you’re seeing this.”

“But how did I get here?” I asked her. “Why?
This is awful, I can’t do anything.”

The ground shook, so did the sky. What
Was happening. A horrible sense of dread
Filled her, then me…as she knew…it
Was coming to her world, an end.

“There is no future that exists for my world
Anymore.” She said. “All that we were
Is lost. They will consume us, and this
Will all end. Can’t you see, that is why
You are here.”

“What? Why? I can’t do anything to help
You.” I said.

“No, you can’t. You’re not supposed to. Don’t
You understand?” She said to my mind.

“But that makes no sense, so why show
Me this, the end of your world? That’s
Just the worst—“

“No one can help us, it’s ending.” She
Said, “It was unavoidable after all that
Happened. All that I can do is show you
So that you can tell others.”

“Tell them what, this?” I screamed in my
Head. “People will think I am nuts! Crazy!
No one will listen.”

“You have to tell others. Make them listen.”
She insisted, “If they won’t listen, then
You make them…You tell them once, then
You tell them again, then you tell them
Again! Then you tell them again!”

“Some story about an alien world ending?
About Triangular ships? About Destroyers?
What do they look like?”

“I just showed you,” she said with words
And images, “To us they came with
Friendly faces…The technology, the games
And lies.”

“But I don’t know how to explain that.”

“Just tell them what you saw here.” She
Insisted. “You’re seeing what you’re seeing
For a reason. Does it feel like a game?”

“No.”

“Does it feel like a lie?” She asked.

“No.”

“Then you do as I said and you tell them.”
She pushed the words deep into my head.
“Then you tell them again and again
And again. Make them listen. My people,
My world is lost…all worlds will be too
If they don’t listen. If they refuse to listen
They will be lost. If they won’t even
Consider it they are lost. This is not a game!”

The connection was broken. The ground
Shook, I slipped and fell, there was
Choking smoke. She turned and ran
Into a nearby building. Then there was
A huge explosion inside and the building
Began to crumble…

The connection severed and I woke up
Scared to death.

Puzzled, shaken…The words are a puzzle
On the paper. The voices came, familiar
Voices and now the notebook has a mind
Of its own…

“So are you going to tell them?” Ceres’s voice
Asked, though I could not see her.

“I wrote it. The words are there.” I write.
“Why now? People will think this is nuts.”

“Ah,” Brishan’s voice said next. “And
Wisdom and sense is broad and common
On Earth now, is it?”

“Huh?”

“He’s joking.” Ceres laughed. “He does have a
Sense of humor, my brother. When he’s not
Eating.”

“Appropriate, Ceres. Appropriate.” He said.
“Write the words anyway. Tell them.”

“There’s always a reason,” Ceres went
On, her voice…I had never noticed it
As much before. It was very soothing,
Very calm, yet strong. “Thank you…Now,
Don’t worry. Just trust it. Write the
Words and tell the story then pass
It along as always.”

“But why this now? They’ll think I’m
Trying to scare them.”

“If they think that they’re not
Paying attention to anything.” Brishan
Said. “No one is saying the world is
Ending, not here, not right now…”

“Listen to the light as well as see it,”
Ceres said. “It has a voice too…And
Remember what she told you in the dream.
There’s a reason there…You tell them. And
If they won’t listen, then you tell it again
Anyway. Then you tell it again, then you
Tell it again and again.”

“Oh joy. Is that the reason, this is the
Season?” I asked. “What does that say
For the New Year?”

“You want a more blunt statement?”
Brishan stated firmly. “Fine I will
Give you one. Change is happening on the
Earth now…people are waking up. The
Dark Forces that have conspired and
Corrupted things for ages are being
Challenged. They don’t like it and
Will resist and try to make things
Difficult…in many ways…But as you’ve
Said before…They have shaped their
Own defeat…By blindly ruling for
So long they created their own demise…
If the darkness rises, so will the
Light…So if they want good advice…tell
Them to sit down and shut up.”

“Oh, That was blunt.” Ceres seemed
Amused.

“I was trying as best I could.” Brishan
Laughed.

“You’re saying these changes are inevitable.”

“No,” Brishan corrected firmly, “I’m
Saying the rules have changed and will
Continue to change if they want to be
So aggressive…The words will fall on
The right minds…Kindness now, we insist.”

“I’m sure the point will be made.” Ceres
Added.

“Besides…We have stories for you to tell.”

“More?” I asked.

“For now, light…abrupt, easy.” Brishan
Said. “It will be enough to digest.”

“Perhaps you should suggest something
With a ball for them?” Ceres asked.
“Maybe roll something around.”

“Ah,” Brishan laughed. “Yes…and
Say if financial concerns are so important
To them…Perhaps they should be for
Us as well…Apollo is there after all…
Though he will return.”

“Must that happen so soon?” Ceres asked,
She did not seem pleased.

“This is his post.” Brishan said.

“Can’t you have him go count the stars or
Something?” She asked.

“Ceres.” He said sternly.

“Fine. Wonderful. How magical.” She responded.
“I shall eagerly await it.”

“Oh, and one last thing.” Brishan said.

“Yes?” I asked.

“If I am aggravated. So many others
Will be as well…That’s all I have to
Say. Nice and simple this time. Your
New Year is coming. Relax. Enjoy it…
We’re looking into making it easier
For you…Rest now. My Best Wishes
To Everyone.”

“Everyone?” Ceres asked curiously.

“Everyone.” Brishan said with a
Mysterious tone.

Valiant

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=65450

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 31DEC2016

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (31 December 2016) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Stars Align…The Visitor…

*SONG* “Voca Me” by Libera
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YqeI-ZhxY9o

If by chance you meet…and the stars
Align…The stars will show you the way.
Every year now you know
When the time comes…it’s there for you…
The window begins with the constellations
Orion, Orion’s belt will point the way…
To the Seven Sisters…of the Red Bull,
Taurus…The Ring around the moon…
The Red Moon…The Red Light in the Sky…
Pegasus…prime with the Leonids, when
The star showers, shooting stars…
The call will come…and the Window
Will remain open until the Winter Solstice…

There will be no coincidences…
The harmony, that feeling will be there…
For the right ones…the chance
Remains true every year…Because they’ve
Got the Golden Ticket…
And when by chance they meet,
As though for the first time…
It will feel old and new in the same…
The stars will light the way
And they will know where to go…
The coordinates…like lottery numbers…
Good luck…to each their own, to each
Their circle…
Songs hold the key, like Earth, Wind and Fire…
“September.” September through December.
The stars will light the way…

It’s done…the call sounded…and their voices
Were in the stars and called…
Resounding throughout the soul.
Now somewhere inside there is no choice
But to act, to make it happen, again and again
Until the bridge remains…and the dots
Connect, the dots that were mysteries and
Now show themselves in the stars.
Some will never understand, they will be
Distracted by whatever means they
Seek to find their own answers. It doesn’t
Matter anymore…They can say what
They will, they didn’t hear them…
So many voices, like ours out there
Reaching out to connect, lost and confused
As much as we are…Full of questions,
Questions about us, about them…
With answers and mysteries of their own.

The Universe is so big…untamed, settled
Here and there…An ocean of stars, of
Worlds and all we see is the surface.
I’m tired of waiting, hesitating…
I’m just responding to a request and
Sharing what they said. Believe it. Don’t
Believe it…I don’t care.

Now by the light, the box opens
To the bridge…The Circle of Light…
Where they wait…

“So many odds and ends,” Brishan says
As he sits calmly. To put the little clues
Together…takes time…”

“Years…” I said… “Years for me. Bits
And pieces scattered across a lifetime,
Gathered together in dream journals
And sketchbooks…and stories written
Down…few will probably ever understand.”

“That’s alright,” he says, “That’s alright…
Sometimes that’s better…Take your
Time…Some things sound like nonsense
In bits and pieces…in broken moments…
But when you write them down…
And look at them later in a big
Picture…like a puzzle…it makes far
More sense.”

“You’re giving me another clue right
There, aren’t you?”

Ceres sat smiling calmly…Flawless,
Charming and beautiful as ever. They both
Were far too calm. “I think,” she says,
“You know why…Of course there is more
To it…puzzle pieces…There’s even
More hidden in what we say than you
Know…”

“If I gave it to you all so quickly,”
Brishan says, “You would be entirely
Overwhelmed.”

“It would be easier! Less confusing.”

“Are you sure about that?” He asks,
Seriously yet kind. “Think about it
For a moment. You know more than you
Write…You still fight it. That is why
The Little Old Asian Man told you to
Write it down…Who has given you
The best advice so far? The help you
Needed…exactly when you needed it…”

“He has been given more advice than you
Would believe.” Ceres laughed.

“But you keep going.” Brishan said. “Why?”

“I don’t know. I just do.”

“There’s your answer right there.” He smiled.

“Huh?”

“The will is in that light,” Brishan went on,
“You could not stop it if you wanted to.
You tried to stop it…others have as well…
And what happens?”

“It only gets stronger no matter what
I do…write, draw, paint, draw some
More…write some more…It doesn’t
Matter. I take a break…and it
Explodes.”

He eyed Ceres curiously. “You were right,
This is far more fascinating than I
Would have believed. You’ve watched this…
For so long already?” He asked her.

“Quite some time,” she answered. “Well,
His time…our time, to us has been more
Brief…But in that time it has grown
Stronger. The writing part I never
Expected…I am quite eager to see
Where it goes.”

Brishan arched his brow then turned to
Me. “May I ask you a question?”

“Sure…”

“Of this I mean, I would like to
Ask Valiant a question.” He explained.

“Huh?”

“Just go with it.” Ceres nodded.

“Humor me.” Brishan said. “Now, let
Me ask…Valiant, what has been on
Your mind recently?”

Without thinking… “That dream about
The lost city they took me to. The
Crevasse…the one that opened…out of
Nowhere it seemed…In the ice, in
The cold place…The military took
Me there in a dream years ago…
I don’t know why…I didn’t say
Much…But I remember…”

“What?” Brishan asked.

“It was a piece of city the Earth
Swallowed.” I told him. “How or why…
Not sure…But I know this had them
Seriously amazed…mystified…
Because it seemed like a city
Swallowed by time…Ancient? A
Disaster in time. Was it a city of
The past? Or was it in fact a city
From the future…”

“And?” He asked.

“You tell me.” I said. “Is it a city from
The future? How is that possible?”

“With a Quantum Singularity anything
Is possible.” He said. “There are no
Rules when you play with time. Do you
Think there are mathematical formulas?
Equations to rationalize time manipulation,
Variations? Because there are not.”

“Why can’t I stop thinking about it now?”
I asked. “Does it mean something?
It has to, doesn’t it?”

“What did you see in this place?” He
Asked. “Do you remember?”

“That it was not what anyone
Expected…I remember seeing houses, or
What looked like houses…but of no
Architecture I know. I remember going
Into one…the furniture, the dishes…
The city, or what there was of it
Seemed alive…There was no power still active…
And something else…it seemed to be
Activated by touch I think…”

“A genetic activator response.” Ceres said
To him. “One of the more complex
Power systems designed to respond
To specific lifeforms…A bio-security
Measure…In this case, humans.”

“So you know something about this?”
I asked. “What is it?”

“If it’s what I think, it’s nothing
Standard in our database.” Brishan
Answered.

“How can that be?” I asked them. “You
Have been around like for millions of
Years…”

“Because it’s new.” He said.

“New?” I asked. “How can a buried city
Be new?”

“The consequences of the Quantum
Singularity.” He said. “As I told you
There are no rules…if at some point
In the future they were experimenting
With time…time travel…It could
Have created various instabilities.”

“Perhaps that is why the counsel
Gave them this, their time technology.”
Ceres said, “In an attempt to
Correct or control whatever time
Displacement that occurred in that
City…It would explain the energy
Readings…and the Empire’s presence
And interest in Earth.”

“They would never surrender such
A prize.” Brishan told her. “Time
Technology is one of THE most coveted
Sciences…any and all experiments
Are highly sought after.”

“It would explain also why so many
Races of aliens have a presence in this
System.” Ceres said… “Because of the
Growing phenomena.”

“Any sensible advanced race would
Avoid exposure to that sort of
Influence.” He told her.

“But not the harvest of resources
They could gain from it.” She told him.
“Lifeforms…data…”

“It’s too unstable.” He said. “If it’s true,
And it was a city experimenting with
Time travel…then it was destroyed…
And there are no present races capable
Of containing or controlling it.”

“Except ours.” She said. “It is something
You should have them look into.” She
Paused carefully… “Time travel readings
Do not show on our scans…consider it.”

He nodded as he stared at me intently.
“Can you remember anything more?”

“I don’t know, it gives me a headache
To think about it for too long.” I told him.
“It’s like when I do…worlds collide
Inside my head…Memories of things
That never happened…things that
Should…I can’t even read or
Watch the news without getting
Angry…everything feels wrong. My
Whole life feels wrong…like
Someone has been manipulating
Everything to rule the world and it’s
All screwed up…”

“Well…” He laughed a little…

“But it’s different now.” I told him
Sharply. “It’s like that box inside
My head where the light is, is getting
Angry…like time is up…Certain
Things should not be happening…
And will NOT be allowed to…and
If whatever power that is messing
With things…doesn’t like it? Well
That’s too bad…Because things are
About to change in a big way.”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“It has something to do with Christmas.”
I said without thinking… “Christmas
Time…One magic Christmas…when
All the evil can be undone…when
The rules will change…and finally
A proper balance can be achieved…
I think people sense it too…That’s
Why there’s always been such hype
Over Christmas…because of the
Possibilities…of what was, of what
Might have been…of what could
Happen…and what as to happen
At this time…And it’s a cycle
That repeats every year.”

“This holiday phenomena is important to
Your people?” Brishan asked.

“Don’t you have holidays?” I asked.

“We have celebrating festivals…” He answered
“Many worlds do. Some celebrate constantly.
But nothing quite like this…that
I have seen. There seems to be quite a
Lot of…expectations…and disappointment
With this thing, this celebration…of
Christmas.”

“Exactly,” I said, trying to explain to them.
“That’s what I mean…It’s everywhere. It
Always has been, for as long as I can
Remember…even in history…They call
It the season of perpetual hope. It’s
The best time for good things to
Happen. If you were ever to do something,
To intervene…now is the time.”

“How so?” He asked, with Ceres listening
Carefully.

“Hopes are, Faith is high,” I told them,
“Yet in the same…even for people
Who won’t admit it…This time of
Year comes around, deep down everyone
Hopes or hurts…Some of the most
Fantastic things happen at Christmas.
And people remember it. It’s a
Magical time…They say anything
Is possible on Christmas Eve…
Tell that to your friends…If you
Want to make a good impression.”

“You will have to explain this to me
Some more.” Brishan said intensely.

“I think it starts when we are
Children…The hopes…the belief in
Magic…of something wonderful
Happening…They have this figure,
A sort of legend…of Santa Claus, a
Man that brings toys to all the
Good little children…it appeals to
That innocence we all have that
Many lose over their life…and a
Lot of it has to do with a loss in
Hope, in magic…That people think
God doesn’t hear their wishes…because
They don’t get the life they want.”

“But life isn’t about getting what
You want.” He said. “Prayers aren’t
About asking for gifts…it’s about
Growing…becoming more fulfilled…
A refined spirit.”

“I realize that,” I told him, “I realize
You have to work for things, grow…
But this…Christmas is different…
It’s about magic…about something
Good and right happening…with
Little effort…everyone needs that,
Everyone. Something to believe in.
Do you know how many people
Fall down a dark path over one
Lost dream? A lot! Give them hope,
Give them faith…give them something
To believe in…Then give them magic,
A gift…a miracle at Christmas
And they won’t forget it…That’s
Something our world powers take
Advantage of…and it crushes people.”

“I think I see.” He said.

“You have to realize the power of
This time of year, you must?” I said
To them… “It made me believe…Don’t
You remember?”

Their curious faces led me to continue…

“When I was little,” I explained, “About
5 years old…I had just started
School, it was hard for me because
My family didn’t celebrate Christmas
Then…And all of the other kids
In school did…They would talk about
This magical season…with decorations,
Cookies, candies…Christmas trees,
And toys…and Santa Claus…the magical
Man that brought gifts no matter
Who you were or what you had…like
Magic this man would come and give
Gifts for no reason at all…it was
Amazing.

“That Christmas, when I was 5…it
Was awful…There were celebrations
Everywhere…decorations…candy canes
And cookies…and at home, for me
It felt lifeless…empty…like the rest
Of the world was celebrating, hoping
And believing…and at home we
Weren’t allowed…It was a strict
Religious thing…my grandparents
Enforced…we had to live it…But
I never understood what was so
Wrong with Christmas…

“Imagine feeling left out of that hope
And magic…and having to wait for
It to pass just to feel…normal…

“Many adults get so sour at this time
Of year, because it’s about money and
Things they can’t afford…and everywhere
All around all they see is what they
Can’t have…instead of what to
Hope for, believe in…

“Some are selfish yes, and want everything
For free…and I mean everything…
My sister’s friends were like that…
The stories about what they got…
Ridiculous…One of her friends would
Literally get bags full of money,
Jewelry every year…it was sick…

“But some people are so kind and
Generous at Christmas…They send
Cards, they bake, they share,
They celebrate together…It can
Bring out the very best in people…
The best people always show their
True colors at Christmas…Those
Are the ones to watch for…to help…

“Forget the ones who just want to
Take and take, they just want, want,
Want and think they deserve everything…
Look for the ones that give, those are
Some of the best people…

“But like I was saying…when I
Was 5…that’s when it began for
Me…What made me believe in more…
In you…Because that’s when my
First visitor came…your sister…
Kierista…

“I will never forget that because it
Was…magic…

“It was Christmas Eve…And I remember
Watching the cartoons, hearing the
Stories about Santa Claus…about
Believing in magic…

“Christmas Eve that year was cold…
There were lights everywhere
On other houses but ours…It felt
Like the whole world was believing
In miracles except at my house…

“That day was so long, and night so
Cold…I was little…I kept hoping
That there was maybe enough magic
And miracles in the world that it
Would find me because I wanted to
Believe too…I always wanted little
Animal toys, especially horses, but
It was more than that…I wanted
Magic to find me…and save me
From the dark place it felt I was
Trapped in that didn’t believe in
Anything…

“And in some ways now I think it
Did…Because that night…I went
To bed hoping and waiting. It was
Cold and dark…but I could still
See the Christmas lights from the
Other houses on the street through
My window…I couldn’t sleep…I kept
Waiting…The kids in school told me
That if you wished enough, and hoped
Enough that Santa would find you…
So I kept wishing and hoping…

“On Christmas Eve night…I kept
Waiting…later and later the hours
Went by…every sound caught my
Ears…And then, it must have
Been after midnight…I swear I
Heard something on the roof…
The sounds of sleigh bells…
Like Santa’s sleigh with reindeer
The kids in school talked about!

“So I ran and woke my sister, to
Tell her Santa was on the roof. She
Said I was nuts, to go back to
Sleep, there was no Santa Claus.
But I swear I heard sleigh
Bells. To this day I would swear it!

“So when I went back to bed racing
To listen for the bells…I swear
This is the honest truth…I heard
The bells…something was on the
Roof of the house! I got scared
And hid under the covers of my
Bed. No idea what was going on!

“Then silence…eerie silence, but I
Was curious not scared…I pulled
The covers down…It was like I was
Dreaming…This hazy warm light…
And there was this…beautiful
Woman with long wavy pale blond
Hair sitting on the edge of my bed!

“I said, ‘You’re not Santa Claus!’

“She just smiled and said, ‘No,
I’m not. But I wanted to sit with
You, visit with you.”

“I was like, ‘Why?’

“She said, ‘Because I have something
To tell you…’ And she went on to
Explain that things would happen in
My life, not to be scared, that I would
See and do things one day that
I could not imagine…And that she
Would help me. So you see you have
To believe in Christmas. Because,
Like she said…that’s when things
Will start to happen…ready or not…”

Valiant

PS—I am his sister and I type up the posts for him. I just wanted to add that I do remember him waking me in the middle of the night to tell me about Santa. I did call him crazy and that Santa didn’t exist, but that’s because our grandmother had completely dashed my dreams of Santa.
Valkyrie

http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=64998

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 24DEC2016

amazing-christmas-tree-decoration-2011-indoor-view

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (24 December 2016) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships.You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

Our fleet has also been joined by the GLS Tulya, GLS Neptune, GLS Athena, GLS Olympia, GLS Ceilidh, GLS Balthazar, GLS Phoenix, GLS Enterprise, and GLS Eui.

Standard equipment includes rejuvenation pods, translation modules, navigation equipment, and healing platforms. Materials are crystalline in nature, and may be variable in size and shape.

Collective dream experiences (shared dreams) have been successfully established.

You may wish to read about background information on our process, or more about our Galactic Fleet.

Your Astral travel / Dreamflight experiences may be shared in the comments of this post, or in any way you feel comfortable sharing your experience.

Please note that dreamflights are always free and do not require membership for your participation. Only your intent to join the dreamflights is required.

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Human Genome Project…

*SONG* “All Fired Up” by Pat Benatar
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PsnYrH3BUP8

We are born, and from that moment the
Curiosity never ends. Our senses and feelings
Consume us, our environment can be
Overwhelming…and the possibilities endless.
But first and foremost we must grasp
Understanding and learn right from wrong…
Humanity…the morals that shape us, as an
Individual…a race…a species…

It’s the 21st century…everyone has had
Expectations about where we should be by now.
Progress…Technology…Health…Personal goals…
The state of the World…Laws…Wealth…Power.

Are there Universal Laws?
For years I just listened…And the thing that
Amazed me the most is the number of people
That have lectured me about how to
Think…that they write their own
Rules…that the standard rules
Do not apply to them for various reasons…
Because of their age, weight or size…race…
Because of their gender, sexual orientation…
Because they were single or married…

Are there basic morals that apply to
Every one or not? Right or wrong?
Universal laws…morals…
People blame the government for a lot
Of things and yet…people, ordinary people
Still drive drunk…

You can get pulled over by a police officer
For a minor offense…and yet that same officer
Could be cheating on his wife for years…

Or a person can be gravely ill, go into
A hospital emergency room…not appear sick…
Can sit there and wait forever to be treated
Because it’s too busy or they don’t have the
Right healthcare so it’s not a priority…
I mean really it’s the 21st century…
There are so many issues we live with
That we accept as normal that it’s ridiculous.

Everyone hears it, right? They have to.

One of my all time favorite lines I heard
Was from a neurosurgeon who said he had
A high stress job, he saves lives…so God
And him had a special understanding, he
Can cheat on his wife, do basically whatever
He wants…because he has an important job!
Does that attitude comfort anyone?

These attitudes…are they the responsibility
Of the person…or the universe or aliens
To solve? No one’s perfect, I understand that
I do…but some attitudes I’m sorry I just
Do not get…

Years ago I was sitting having lunch with my sister
And her friend…a very privileged girl, indescribable…
And during lunch she asks, “Whoever wrote the
Rules on what is good or evil anyway? I’d like
To research evil to understand it…and then
Decide for myself what good and evil is.”
She was 38 years old at the time.
I asked her, “You mean to tell me you do not
Know or understand what good or evil is?”
She gave this little speech about wanting to
Decide for herself what good and evil really was.
Her reasoning scared me to death. At which
Point I had to get up and leave the room…
I stopped talking to her, so did my sister.

Is it the 21st century or not?
I’m sorry but we all know the difference between
Right and wrong…Deep down even the most
Privileged or powerful people know it. There are
Laws to protect us…but there shouldn’t have to be…

So basically what it comes to is…when it comes
To sex…money…and power, those morals
We live by either go right out the window or become
Obscured by circumstance?

Lo and behold…an answer was given to me by
A former friend with a very important job.
She said God doesn’t exist because he never
Answered her prayers…She can’t stop herself
From eating Twinkies or junk…so she got
Her stomach stapled and liposuction to fix that.

I could go on and on…
The 21st century is a state of wonder and genius.

Knock Knock…And the light comes, the box
Opens…a doorway opens…the Circle of Light.

And he is sitting there, brilliant and magnificent
Waiting…The look on his face is priceless. “You have
Something on your mind?” Brishan asks with
A quirky smile…Ceres is beside him, with a comical
Smile of her own.

“I have to ask you something,” I say. “Honestly
You see so much, you must…not just here, but
I’m talking about in all you’ve experienced?”

“Yes.” He says more seriously.

“Seriously are there better places out there? Out
In the universe? Places where the questions
Have more sense, reason has less stress…and
The people are more fair?”

“That depends where you go.” He says.

Ceres makes a strange, curious look. “Did
Something happen?”

“No,” I answer, “No, I was just curious
Because some days I just don’t want to think.”

Brishan laughed, he had a way about him
That was relaxing. “The mysteries of every day
Life…”

“I’m sorry but I think many would agree…If you
Try to understand the world…some days you would
Have better luck hitting your head against the wall.”
I say. “What did you want to discuss this
Time…I would like to suggest nothing normal
Because I don’t know if normal exists.”

“Nature is more pleasant.” Ceres smiled. “To watch
That is…Where there are no people…
The arctic is very interesting. Some very hardy
Species there.”

“Before this becomes some wayward debate or
Speculation,” Brishan says, “Yes, I would like
To direct the topic now.”

“I find him amusing this way.” Ceres smiles.

He just looks at her then turns to me more
Seriously. “Your dreams…”

“My dreams again? What now?”

“Normally,” Brishan says, “I would have preferred
A prepared path…with a directive in mind to
Discuss. It helps keep the motives more
Clear. But under current circumstances
There was something that arose recently that
Surprised us a little, with a rather heated
Debate.”

“Argument you mean.” Ceres corrected.

“My dreams?” I asked. “How do you always
Know what I’m dreaming? Is nothing
Private?”

“The bridge is broader than you think.”
He says. “Don’t you think of us when
You’re not writing?”

“True.”

“Well then,” Brishan went on, “For those of
Mind to listen,” he eyed his sister a bit
Firmly, “Yes, I believe there is a topic we
Must address here. We’ve discussed experiments.
Earlier on, Apollo, or Varence rather, spoke
Of abductions…on the people…and I believe
We briefly discussed the topic of how humans’
Genes on Earth are different.”

“Is that why you asked Damara if we are
Human, because you weren’t sure?”

Brishan thought carefully for a moment. “We are
Sure…I apologize, that discussion was not
Meant to offend. We respect life, we do.
We were just trying to understand what
Race was on Earth…Because there are
Differences in more standard humans, not
Just on a physical level, but it’s more
That that.”

“Except that one very large one you knew,”
Ceres interrupted. “The one you just mentioned
Who did not understand good and evil…Now
There are serious genetic errors inside of
Her…physically.”

“Ceres…” Brishan warned. “Do not explore that.
That one…is irrelevant here. Allow me please?”

“Go on then.” She said.

“You see,” Brishan explained, “we have observed
Some alarming things…That’s why we needed to
Understand the level of humanity on Earth.
Because we were made aware of experiments on
Your people? Varence observed these with notes
For some time. Intriguing, yet diabolic as well.”

“You don’t approve of them do you?” I asked.

“No, of course not. Not at all.” He gestured
Kindly with a flat palm. “But it cannot
Be ignored. Because that level of genetic
Tampering is…deplorable, unthinkable…and
Very dangerous. Some argue that it is even
More dangerous than atomic power…

“Genetic tampering is a crime on many
Worlds…Some won’t even cross it.”

“Much less go there.” Ceres added in.

Brishan raised his hand to maintain the
Direction of words. “And there are those
That would sterilize it if any of them
Saw it as a threat to space.”

“Sterilize?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “Before it could grow out
Of hand. Before it could spread. It’s NOT
Something we take lightly. We must FORCE
Ourselves to address this…regardless of
Personal beliefs. You can see this
Can’t you now?”

“What I’m talking about is the Human
Genome Project. Varence described it as
The pursuit of some scientist’s
Understanding of your people’s potential…or
Rather what it really was and is…Is the
Exploration of WHAT is really in your
Genetic make up.”

“Genetic experiments are done to understand
Our DNA?” I asked.

“Allow me to explain briefly.” He said, pointing
His finger but his manner insisting to remain
Calm. “A long time ago on Earth there was
A cataclysm…remember the story of Noah that
Ceres asked you to write?”

“Yes.”

“Well…” He said… “Afterwards, well afterwards
After the ark settled on dry land and the
Planet began to fill again with life…The
Plants and animals spread, new ecosystems
Were born again…The cleansing allowed
Room for life to thrive…

“But the human survivors were of limited number…
In their day…humans of their lineage lived
For 1,000 to 1,200 years…That’s a lot of time for
One couple to have children…

“And it’s also a lot of time for outside forces to
Invade silently…secretively to tamper with genes…
The Empire’s devious forces were still lurking, studying
The life that survived…And they began tampering
With the surviving population…taking specimens
In the night…to study them, making them
Believe they were having nightmares, dreams…
While in fact they were being experimented on…

“They, the Dark Ones’ drove species…imparted
Various…additives into their DNA, playing
With their hormone levels…unstable. Mostly on
A mental level at first…Then they began
Adding fragmented DNA strands of other races
To…How do I put this, stack DNA levels
So that they could create mutated aspects
Faster. In a limited population, the DNA was
Already fixed…It would have been fine if left
Alone, nothing would have happened to their
Genetic integrity.

“Instead they were made more hormonal, libidinous…
Imparted with qualities of species that
Antagonized creative thinking, dreaming…
Anything to make them more afraid, more
Impatient…craving more…to make them breed
More, reproduce more offspring…slowly over
Generations the excessive breeding produced vast
Numbers of offspring, that inbred…The
Inbreeding caused a deterioration of their
Genes…

“When inbreeding occurs DNA fractures at the
Edges at first…and then slowly inward…
Until it’s structure collapses…Then you
Find disease…cellular instability…They lose
Their collective functional abilities…
It appears like aging…Growth rates
Become unstable, they quicken and
Slow then fall apart…You have shorter
Life spans…that decrease with each
Generation.

“Not to mention the physical appearance
Changes…There are aberrations, deformities…
Combine that with the influence of foreign
DNA strands at various stages of growth
And very quickly you have very different
Looking humans…

“For instance, the Sirian DNA influence
Increased the hair on their bodies and faces…
Reptilian DNA fragments exaggerated
Facial and skull structures…limbs…
Physical proportions…
In some cases they used fragments from
Conquered races that were very acutely sensitive…
Making the Earth humans more skittish…
Temperamental…Various species were used…
Until there were clans on Earth that sprang
That didn’t resemble humans at all…
The Simian factors were introduced…
Perhaps the only true race to be born on
Earth…such as the Sasquatch, and
Its counterpart hybrids you know as
Neanderthal man…Clans became
Tribes…Tribes became other races and
Soon the Earth was full of all sorts of
Biped humanoids…

“The size and temperamental variations in
These humanoids created conflict…
Until the true remaining tribes were
A minority…Eventually the clash of such
Hostile, violent new races resulted in their
Own destruction…They were so violent and
Unstable they killed off their own people…
Until only bands were left…

“Camp fire tales recorded history…cave
Paintings told the stories of survival…Since
Noah in the first days after the ark
Banned all technology as he declared it
Was a toxic convenience of the human spirit…
So without technology for thousands
Of years human history became a fable,
Stories that were distorted generation
After generation until one day…
Tribes in the lush new fertile grounds
Of an ending ice age oasis decidedly
Settled in fertile valleys to take up
Permanent residence…And all at once
Civilization came back…

“Cities rose again…and with cities, bullies…
Leaders…The strong dominated the weak…
And the smartest dominated them all.
The beastly biped humanoids were
Killed off or forced back into the depths
Of the wilderness to become the Forest People…
Sasquatch…

“Over time more and more new cities rose
Around the world as one ice age ended and the
Climate warmed…The population became
Diverse wherever the geography ordered it
So…along with skin color…body types and so
Forth.

“Modern man as you know him was born
This way…through a series of silent corrupt
Genetic tampering…

“For ages, generations, the Dark Empire
Monitored this new creation. We had never
Heard nor seen anything quite like it before.
Not so much variety on one single planet
That is.”

“You must understand,” Ceres interrupted,
Life does evolve on other worlds…it does.
But not this way, NOT like it has on
Earth! In space…at least from what
WE have seen most worlds do not evolve
With such extreme diversity. Diversity
Like this? So fast on one planet? You
Should see and hear what others say,”
She turned and gestured to a distant,
Invisible audience that I could not
See. “Many have sat and stared at the
Variety of species on Earth and marveled
How did this happen here?”

“You mean other planets don’t evolve
Or grow with this variety at all?” I asked.

Brishan was calm, but serious. “Please
Do not be offended at all by this. But
Yes, other worlds…at most you find
One or two humanoid type races…
And possibly one thriving ecosystem
With branches of slight variations…But
Not extreme differences. There have been
A lot of species on Earth. So many that
To record them all is ridiculous…No
Wonder prejudices abound on Earth!”

“The animal life alone has been an
Enviable treasure!” Ceres said. “The forces
That shaped this planet, shaped it for a
Very bountiful harvest of variety and
Pleasure…”

“But then what is all this stuff in
My dreams I have had about human
Experiments?”

“Well,” Brishan said calmly, “Tell me, us,
About some of these dreams you
Have had?”

Ceres sat up taller, more curious, pushed her
Long wavy blond hair over her shoulder. “I
Am curious…you sure have been dreaming more…”

“I thought you could see my dreams?”

“Thoughts, feelings…yes,” Brishan answered. “Dreams?
No. At least not entirely…Those come from
A deeper part of the mind…Well, it varies
With the individual…with more complex minds…
Reading becomes harder.”

“Oh.”

“So…please…” He went on. “Tell me about these
Dreams…You had questions?”

“Yes.” I said. “But your choice of topics here
Somewhat answers my questions a bit.”

“Why is that?” Brishan asked.

“He has an idea,” Ceres rolled her eyes, “Let’s
Not draw this out. My brother has an idea…
We were discussing it earlier. We just need more
Details, please Bill?”

“Alright,” I said… “These dreams I’ve had for
Years now…I thought they were just random
Nightmares. But they don’t feel right. They feel
Off somehow. They’re always different though…
But still creepy. They creep me out.”

“Creep you out?” Ceres asked with concern. “Why?”

“They just do.”

“So tell me, us then.” Brishan urged. “Please.”

“They’re not constant dreams, more periodic.”
I explained. “They usually happen when…I
Go somewhere that I’ve never gone before.”

“Go on,” Ceres said.

“Can I just tell you the most recent one
Rather than all of them?”

“Of course.” He said. “Whatever you are
Comfortable with.”

“Ok.” I explained. “Let me try…It started
At some kind of facility, a base I think. I
Don’t know if I was there, or just watching.
I don’t know if they could see me…At least
Not at first.

“There was this cafeteria…but it looked more
Like a café or restaurant…like it was modeled
That way, not to look so cold or prison-like.
There were a lot of people there eating, talking
At tables in small groups. They ranged in ages
From 20 to 30ish, maybe 40, I’m not sure.
They were wearing uniforms with insignias
On them. I couldn’t recognize anything other
Than a circle that looked like a planet, Earth?
But the uniforms were more informal…

“What bothered me most was their conversation.
They all seemed excited…talking fast to
Each other…about plans, ideas…hopes.
They kept talking about injections…Some
Project, like it was a big secret. But one
They were really excited about.

“They were all pretty fit looking. They did
Not seem like every day normal people off
The street. Soldiers maybe, recruits. I’m
Not sure. They were definitely select
Candidates that’s for sure, some I overheard
Volunteered…But they kept talking
About injections…the project…How special
They were…

“I heard them say they were promised super
Powers? Like they were all going to become
Superhumans with powers, all kinds of
Powers…They were very excited about it. All
Of them.

“There was a counter, like a bar, where
Many of them sat, talking really loud. They
Just kept going on and on about having
Super powers. One man kept talking
About how he wanted to fly…Another
How he wanted to have super strength…
They just laughed about it like it was
Some party…

“While they were laughing it suddenly
Turned weird…One of the men in
The room at a table full of people
Started gagging, choking…Then he fell
To the floor…At first people surrounded
Him trying to help. Then very quickly
Started gasping, choking…They started
Backing away because the man started
Transforming.

“I know this sounds strange, but…The man
Started turning into this tall, hairy
Wolfman…like a person with a wolf’s
Head…grayish-black in color. There were
Screams, people backed away.
Then it was like he, the wolfman, wasn’t
A person anymore…He started growling
Words, ‘humans,’ then tried attacking people.
Then it kept happening…There were
Alarms, guards with guns…The facility
Went under lockdown…

“No one appeared to see me?

“I saw more people transform as they
Were locked away…Some turned into more
Of these, wolf-men or dog-looking
Men…They were huge and tall and sinewy
With big wolf heads or heads like a
German Shepherd…They started fighting
The guards and organizing…

“But then others started transforming…into
These…lizard-like, dragon men? Tall
And green, or red, some were this strange
Reddish bronze color? Then they started
Organizing against the guards too.
It was nuts, chaos.

“There were riots. Suddenly it became clear
To the people they were not getting super-
Powers. It was something else…Those injections?
The guards couldn’t control them. The
People and these new mutants ran…

“And they did get out, out of the facility…
They were ranting about, a pack,
The contract, secrets…

“It was crazy, guns, shooting…Somehow
I was standing near this man
As people started getting out, FAST.
Then the man I
Was next to turned and looked at
Me…like he could see me…Then he
Kept saying he felt himself changing…
Changing into a wolfman, he was all
Excited.

“But he didn’t turn into some big wolfman!
He started changing into this huge
Grayish looking alien…tall,
Phosphorescent, transparent skin
With neon looking blood?? I was
Like what is going on? He had this
Huge elongated bulb-like head?
But some people didn’t change. Those
Are the ones the guards, doctors, base
Seemed to be looking for…not the ones
That changed…

“That’s when I woke up. I have had
Drams of these types of people before
But they were always in prison cells…
Locked away…crying out for help?
What are they?”

Brishan looked at Ceres, then back
At me…serious, again still calm.
“Experiments.”

“Experiments for what?”

“They’re obviously trying to find out
A way to see what these mysterious
Fragments in your DNA are by
Drawing them out, enhancing them.”

“But it’s awful.” I said.

“Did you think they would play
Fair? Actually create…openly
Superheroes?”

“I don’t know what to think. What
They did to these people was horrible.”

“Did they say anything to you?” Ceres
Asked.

“They just kept asking for help.” I
Answered. “Some were angry, saying
They would get revenge for what
Was done to them.”

“I know this is hard but you need to
Be brave about this…” Brishan said.
“You may not be able to stop them…But
You can make others aware.”

“Somehow that’s not very comforting.”

“Until there’s a way to help them all…
Beyond possibilities even we know…
You just have to do what you can
To survive and keep the stories
Going until it comes out…Knowledge
Is the greatest power to have…It
May seem small, but it’s not…no
Matter how scared you get or confused.
Remember that.”

Valiant

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