56 & Spectrum

The secret I didn’t know I kept…

leslee hare

Do I look Autistic?

I know, maybe that’s in poor taste. Do I look Southern? Or chronically ill?

When we pass someone on the street, or reconnect with an old friend, how can we know what they’re going through, if they don’t tell us? Most of us know we need to tell people when there’s something going on, not wait for them to ask.

Still, it’s taken me that long to get around to this post, so my friends can know what’s been up with me.

I learned a few weeks ago that I’m on the Spectrum. Autism Spectrum Disorder, Level One. There’s something almost humorous about learning this at my age. It’s a long time to go around nearly clueless, 56 years.

Over the past few months, I’ve also learned I have Lupus, Candida, Leaky Gut, and a parasite (ew.) The first one, along with the Autism, is not…

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Phenomena… what?

Tidbits of what my year has been like…

Lotus Dance Press

It’s been a crazy year so far.

I continue adjusting to life in Atlanta, and some of the bumps still catch my toe once in a while.

Downtown still looks tired, dirty, and gray, but the City finally patched the sidewalk outside the office, and the explosive flames (leaves) descending from the maples light things up, especially in the frequent rain.

But that’s not the craziness.

For years now, I’ve known something was going on with my body, and I’ve finally begun to get to the bottom of it. Some of it’s been mind-blowing. Lupus, Candida, Leaky Gut, a parasite, and now Autism. Along with a completely new – and astonishingly restrictive – diet, it’s enough to slow anyone down.

But somehow, Lotus Dance Press has managed to get off the ground, and 21 Steps To Happiness is now available on Amazon!

I’m working on several volumes of Coloring Books…

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 10NOV2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (10 November 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 Bell Tolls…The Day Ceres Came to Earth…

(originally posted January 7, 2016)

2016…
That time again…the time to write, to write
It down…Greetings to a New Year…
As a new age begins…

I wait for the response…Silence…
They’re there waiting, they are all always
Here now waiting for me…But it’s different
This time…
Each time now, more clues to the bigger picture…

“It’s always a mystery how it comes…what
Must be done,” Varence said, but I couldn’t
See him… “And here I say this for the first
Time…Sometimes there are things to be told…
To be heard…And there is no choice…Such’
As now.” I could not see him at all; behind me?
I sat in the chair…Vala was the first
To appear…Then Rana, looking very determined…
Serious…The wildness in her eyes, she was
Ready for anything. “This time,” Rana
Insisted, “The words will not be careful.”

Vala’s eyes sparkled in the soft light as
She stood to the left, beside her sister…She too
Had this wild, unbreakable look…Magical,
Excited. “Hear the words…Feel them…
Make them Feel it…By and By…The
Story and events unfold, make no mistakes eyes
And ears of Earth…” Her tone, the siren’s
Song was intense…she was sending magic again…
“The Darkness that holds you I vow to break…
May this time the words crack quake and crumble
Your sandcastles back to the loose dust that
The wind blows…Try to control it this time…
And the waves and wind will tear you apart…
And the Earth will swallow you…This is
Nature’s voice…She speaks…Now Hear it.”

“What is this?” I asked them cautiously.
Just then Kierista and Evangella came into view
As they sat at the console near Camlo…
They all appeared very…humble…or sad?

It was then that Ceres stepped forward…to
Stand with her sisters…Vala and Rana…
The three of them together…this time, now…it
Was a sight to see…I can’t put it into words…
There are none…the three…Something
Was about to happen…

She stood there, tall, as beautiful as ever…
The Golden-honey wave of her hair cascading
Over one shoulder with perfect sunlight-cream
Highlights that framed her expression in
A glow against the ice blue fiery flash of
Her eyes…There was a light about her, in
Her face as she gently said, “You said I owe
You a story…my story?”

I nodded carefully. “Yes, Please.”

Her manner calm and unbreakable, yet soft
And sensitive…She had a magic too. “You
Have done so much. It truly is my turn
To share something with you…I just want
You to know…while I say this for everyone…
For here…For my sisters, even for Varence
And his arrogant riddling words…For the
Eyes and ears there,” She pointed to the
Notebook, “I say this…share it, tell it for
You…I hope you understand why, when
I’m through.”

The look in her eyes…I was afraid, but
Really grateful. “Thank you.” Was all I could
Say before she began…

“Seriously, Bill…” Ceres spoke slowly, carefully.
“Listen to the words, to me…as they will…There
Comes a time…and this is that time….” She
Paused, and looked to each of their faces, one
By one, “Forgive me, this is difficult.”

“It’s alright, take your time.” I told her, all I
Could offer was a friendly smile. “I’ll write it either
Way. I promise to tell it right.”

She smiled. “Thank you.”

It was then that Varence emerged from
Behind me, slowly. He had taken his coat off
And now stood wearing a crisp neat white
Dress shirt…looking very clean, and somehow
More sincere…He laughed as I wrote. “I wasn’t
Aware that I seemed doubtful or had some
Sinister tone.” I started to apologize for what
I wrote, he held out his hand. “It’s fine,” he
Said, “Write what you will, your words are solid
Now.”

Rana eyed him savagely, “Watch your tone, Little
Man, it is my sister’s turn to speak.” She
Nodded respectfully to Ceres, who smiled in return.

Varence held out his hands openly, appealing
Softly to them. “It is true that unto this point
I have had to take a…rather structured approach.
But here, I must insist that I take over. With all
Of the greatest respect I can offer to Ceres,” he
Nodded to her. “Please, allow me this chance to
Amend my actions…by telling this part of the
Story. I realize it is difficult for Ceres to tell it. And
Truth be told, although it is hers to tell, she could
Could not tell it as it should be told…There are
Things, details…she does not know, and
Should…and will…as will you all.” He
Turned to each of them…his tone was very
Different as he smiled and spoke with such
A presence it had them stunned silent…
The riddler was gone, this was a different side
Of him; planned or hidden I couldn’t tell.
“Ceres, please allow me this chance to say it
For you…I owe you this much…And I will
Not have it told lesser than it deserves.”

They were speechless, mesmerized…and intrigued
By his tone as he stood there…tall and proud,
Yet noble…like a prince…even Rana flashed
A confused grin and wide-eyed surprise. He
Waited for the silent consent then stepped
Forward to me.

“Write it this way…Please.” Varence instructed
Kindly…I was stunned, I thought I would drop
The pen and notebook. He laughed at my words…
Then began…

“This is the story of when Ceres came to Earth…
It was no accident…It was a gift…By now you
Have an idea of who we are…The Watchers I mean…
You, Bill, the most…the others, some better than
The rest…many more to come…and some never will…

“This is important to say first because of our
Perspective…with regards to time…That’s why we
Watch things carefully and keep our distance…
Hidden…The allied worlds understand our reasons…
Those permitted to know, that is…The Dark Kind
Know nothing…but what we have allowed to be
Revealed, such as through your words and posts.

“I was sent to Earth as punishment…I was a
Wild, rebellious youth…” Varence smiled at his past.
“I refused to listen. I was angry about my own
Past, the destruction of my world, my people, my
Family…You see, I had no one…I came to
Tellus on a Refugee ship…My world was
Being destroyed…Someone grabbed me as a
Boy…tossed me on the Escape ship…Alone,
Orphaned…And on Tellus I was raised, became
A man by foster families that tried to tame me.
I was angry…I challenged everyone, all
Authority. I refused to listen…

“They taught us the ways of meditation, of
Harnessing the mind…I learned my own way…
Because I refused to accept their ways…I
Was inducted into the Watchers program to…
Learn…To mature…By Watching…” He
Began to stroll about then…

“How is this Ceres’ story?” Rana questioned. “It
Sounds more as your own.”

He held out his hand and only continued…
“Watchers are taught to observe…Not interfere…
Study…and report…Much like the program
That was imported into your subconscious, Bill…
In the Great Hall…”

“Now basically, the worlds we watch are…
Selected very carefully…And then Watchers are
Respectfully appointed to each world by their
Skills…primarily the Postulate does this by
Volunteers…Watchers are offered a choice of
Various worlds…They have options…But
Then there are a handful of worlds…9
Of them to be specific…Worlds which no
Watcher wants to go to…So the Postulate
Was forced to send Watchers…

“I was forced to come here,” Varence confessed.
“Because of my unresolved issues and anger…
I was not afraid…But no one wants to go
To worlds in the Dark Empire’s Space…

“Ceres however, volunteered to come here…She
Was the first woman Watcher to ever do this…
To volunteer to come to a dark world…The First.
Do you understand now why I have begun this way?

There was a quiet sense of understanding
Expressed through their eyes before he went on…

“The dare? How could I offer an explanation…
Your sense of time is entirely different than
Ours…For us time moves very differently…

And that is why…All of you morons out there…
The Big, not the small…The Overseers, not
The citizens…will never be able to detect us
Unless we allow it.

“Where is our ship, this one? Far above your
Heads…behind you…Ahead in your tomorrow,
In your yesterday…100 years ago…1 million…
10 million…Time…You will not grasp it ever.

“The Earth was born, and it is gone…We see it…
You never will. This moment is a glimpse to us…
We have all this in our science and understanding,
And still we quest for Heaven and its many
Miracles. The learning never ends…And we
Never attempt to manipulate things…hint hint.

“And now…

“The Age of the Dinosaurs had ended…What
Caused it?” Varence laughed. “It was no
Accident…That I will tell you…Many slave
Worlds are made this way.

“The Ice Age had re-shaped continents…Life on Earth
Was changing fast…It had to…Your Bible
Tells of Creation…The dinosaurs were there
One day, gone the next…Millions of years of
Evolution? Or…thousands of years of crude
Scientific manipulation of monstrous DNA? HA!
Who knows…A marvelous way to converge
Elements to forge fermented resources.

“The Ice Age…A means of cleansing the Earth
By elemental forces…Cosmic forces of nature…
Commanded by 13 crystal skulls created
By Ancient Masters…From a lost civilization
That was once in Free Space…

“Ah those Ancient Masters saw it coming…
Those 13 skulls of special crystal hold more
Secrets than you’ll ever know…

“The Earth…The Eden fell…conquered…To
Be reborn by its conquerors…and yet secretly
Protected by the crystal skulls…” He smiled
Mysteriously; the old Varence of course

“It was in this room…

“Zinn, the golden-haired…blue uniformed
Watcher sat at the console…studying
The screen…of images of animal species that
He studied…

Zinn had been drafted, sent to Earth to
Watch, observe the animals…Another formerly
Impatient youth…

Zinn studied the screen…then turned to Camlo
At his left, who sat obsessively studying the
Fauna…Zinn rolled his eyes at him…
Was Camlo aware of anything else, ever?

“Why thank you for that part!” Camlo
Suddenly snapped in the present. “I would
Rather skip that part!”

Varence laughed then continued.

Zinn scowled at the screen. “I’m bored.”
He turned to Apollo, Varence, who sat in the
Captain’s seat observing the readings…as he
Observed the human primitives and took notes.

“I can not wait for my replacement
To arrive. Then perhaps they can send
Me to a more interesting planet…”

Apollo laughed quietly, never taking his eyes
Away from the readings of the console beside
The captain’s chair. “What’s the matter, Zinn?
Is that all you want to watch are giant
Beasts stomp about? There are all sorts of
Animals…”

“There are all sorts of primitive humans.” Zinn
Laughed. “If you can call them that. I still
Do not understand the purpose in this…
Study the primitives…Watch…Listen…Learn…
This is pointless…There are countless worlds
Out there…Our descendants settled elsewhere…
The 13 colonies spread into space…They
Found a way to survive…Humans are survivors…
That is the point…”

“Every little part counts.” Apollo told him. “I
Can not believe I said…That…Dear God, I
Am quoting the Postulate now…Their reasons.”

“Ha ha,” Zinn laughed, “They’ve tamed you…
The Adolescent Rebel is becoming a
Man!”

Apollo shook his head…Zinn’s arrogance
Was irritating him…”Oh…I am hopeless…
Ha Ha.”

“Ah, but I know what comes,” Zinn leaned
Toward him with a smile… “The Day of Reckoning
Of the Watchers of the Earth…I
Leave…and you, you favored of the fortunate
Are granted a gift…”

Apollo grimaced, then eyed the playful Zinn.
“What?”

“My replacement,” Zinn told him, “The Postulate…
When I was receiving my confirmation earlier…
They told me who comes…to replace my
Position…to sit with you…Oh lucky you.”

Apollo waited…Saw the jealousy in Zinn’s eyes.
“So, tell me…Who is it? Who is coming?”

“One of the daughters of the legendary king…
A princess comes to Earth.” Zinn said.

“A princess?” Camlo interrupted… “Here?”

Apollo eyed Zinn curiously…doubtfully. Was
He playing with him? “You are joking.”

Zinn tilted his head, arched his eyebrow…
“Wait and see for yourself…What has happened
To you…my favorite friend…The fire in you
Is going out…The mighty, playful…undefeatable
Apollo…is a good boy now? They really have
Tamed you, the Postulate…You’re becoming one
Of them…Following orders…You’re no fun anymore.
…Wait and see…She comes…”

The words, Zinn’s mocking smile and tone
Would forever haunt him…Life was going
To change…The world was about to change…

It wasn’t long before Varence, Apollo, would in
Fact see the truth in Zinn’s words…Soon Camlo
Was announcing the arrival of a transport…

The way he always had…Through the
Crystalline corridors of the core of the planets…
The tiny vessel was bringing her…Then
Docking at their port…Then the doors were
Opening…Two escorts, Lion Men, soldiers of old,
On either side of her…brought her, her things…

Her moment…Apollo’s moment…

The doors to the main bridge opened…Shimmering
Golden light cascaded around her…In a white
Dress and robe, garments of the apprentices of The
Temple…She entered…And the three men fell
Completely silent.

Camlo was speechless in awe…Everyone on Tellus
Knew of her family, the infamous brothers and
Sisters…And here she was.

Apollo…Silent…His eyes beaming with excitement…
But his expression and manner hid it well in
A solid, calm…guise of manly stone…She was
The most beautiful…but all the daughters were…
Ceres, the 5th daughter was here before him…

Zinn, the everlasting player of arrogance jumped
To attention…danced to her feet, bowed…Fell
To his knee… “Greetings, Fair Princess…What
An honor it is to meet you, to have you here…”
He said, truthfully and blaringly
Conceited at the same time. “The sun, the stars,
The moon, the ethereal epic beauties of space
Pale in comparison to you, my lady…Oh, if
You would just greet me by saying my name…
My life will have meaning…For then I will be
Able to have said…I have met and seen a truly
Beautiful and wondrous woman…”

Ceres stood before him, her eyes wide…lashes
Fluttering… “I have never been greeted like this…”

“Oh, I mean it, Fair Lady, My Princess…” Zinn
Said dramatically on his knee…

“Oh, I believe you.” Ceres said sarcastically. “However
I may need to calm my insides down, first.” She
Looked to Camlo then Apollo, then pointed at Zinn.
“Is he really like this?”

“Unfortunately.” Camlo told her.

“Actually, this theater is a passive day,” Apollo
Smiled at her. “Zinn is typically long winded.”

“Ah…” she said.

“Do you doubt me, my princess?” Zinn stood
Before he attempted to take her hand…She
Immediately pulled away.

“I see the King of Fools has a mighty strong
Rival.” Ceres smiled…She was elegant, flawless…
Calm…They had no idea what she would do or say.
“The transport is waiting…The escorts will
Take you now…I suggest you leave as soon as
Possible…before you exhaust yourself
Pointlessly…I am only here to fulfill my position…
Lets just leave it at that.”

“My lady…” Zinn attempted…

“Flattery will not win me over.” Ceres corrected
Him. “Stop embarrassing yourself, Poet of Egos.”

Zinn frowned…Then gestured to the
Appointed seat at the console. “Fine then…
Here is your seat…You will find everything in
Order no doubt.”

“I’m sure I will.” She said as she sat herself
Down…then began studying Zinn’s recordings.

“Allow me to give you this highlight…” Zinn
Pointed to the data, pushing buttons to display
The images… “These are the mammals of
Current interest…The climate is resolving the
Beasts by changing them…”

“I see,” Ceres said with delight; oh, how she loved
The animals! “So many of them…This world is
Rich in variety. Leahndar never had
So many.”

“I am not sure what interests you,” Zinn
Said, “But you should be aware of these great
Monsters…The Bears…as we call them…They
Are savage unreasonable beasts of great rage…
Their number are shrinking fast…as they are
Killing each other off…See for yourself…
Before long they will be gone…be ready to
Take specimens…or DNA samples, or they will
Be gone…They are unique…so be sure not
To lose samples please…My Lady.”

“Thank you,” Ceres told him without looking
At him as she only studied the panel, “I will
Make sure to take great care…”

“Well then, I will make my departure.” Zinn
Spun, danced around the room with delight…
“I will not waste your time my friends…
Until the day we meet again…”

“Farewell…Zinn.” Apollo said with little care
“I hope you find what you are looking for.”

“And may you enjoy all…” Zinn nodded
Towards her playfully, “That time and
Opportunities allow…Apollo.”

Ceres sensed all meanings, then quickly responded
Without eyeing them at all. “Hurry now…
The transport waits…And the fools of
A world await a great new king.”

Then Zinn was gone…
Camlo nervously returned to his work…eyeing
Her sideways…carefully.
Ceres smiled at Camlo’s quiet insecurities.
Apollo sat silently watching her…
She knew it…but said nothing…

“May I assist you…with anything?” Apollo
Asked her. “The ship? Your quarters?”

“No, thank you,” Ceres said studying the
Readings, “I can find my way.”

“I apologize for Zinn.” He told her…Trying
To find a reason to speak to her. “He has a
Way of making an impression.”

Ceres turned to him…The sparkle of ice blue
In her eyes…The wave of honey and gold in
Her hair as it curved down her face and
Back…She took his breath away… “You…
Are Apollo, are you not?”

He nodded…calmly, humbly…worried.

“I know you,” she said, “I know of you.
You have a way of making an impression
Too…Your speeches and proverbial verses
Are infamous…back in the schools…and
Libraries of Tellus…I believe they fall under
Examples of impulsive behavior…Obstinate…
Wild reckless youth.”

He swallowed. Smiled to himself, then resumed
His work. “I did wear clothes to school.”

“All things uncover themselves…sooner or later.”
She said as she turned and returned to her work as
Well…She had arrived. No more time to waste.

Zinn’s work was cleverly simple. He did his job,
But nothing more. The readings were abrupt,
Uncomplicated…indifferent. Aside from his
Indulgent recordings of the giant dinosaur
Battles…The gore…The blood…Of species rise
And fall…It was clear he was obsessed
With corrupt things…He hadn’t learned, would
Never learn anything. The Bears…
He was right about them…They were ferocious
Monsters…Her studies were quick…But then
Time flew to them…The sun rose and set…
The hours, the weeks flew…

She studied the species of Earth as the World
Was influenced by frigid temperatures…Ice and
Snow…Only the mid-section of the planet was
Spared with more Fragile species…and the
Vast oceans…The sea life was fantastic and
Infinite…She had never seen such variety
Before.

What was it about Earth? She had studied
Nature her whole life, then in depth at the
Lion Men’s Temple…Most worlds were far
More simple in their ecosystems…But the
Earth had so many…Even under the duress
Of an Ice Age…Why?

The Ice Age made the animals tougher…
The mammals flourished this way…It was in
Fact the Earth’s, the Crystal Skulls way of
Striking out at the Reptiles…by eradicating them
From her soil…To show the conquerors how
Fragile they were…Ceres smiled at that.

The Whales sang songs…It was beautiful…
Songs of Play, Love…and Sadness…of death and
Hope…Tales of how the world suffered…
As recorded through dreams of all living
Things…The whales heard them and recited
Them…They were the great historians…
She marveled at them.

But the land animals…The Bears…
Zinn was right…They were killing each other
Off…The males were too big, too hungry…
The females too small by comparison…
They hunted relentlessly, even their own…
It was horrible…

She began to focus on the Bears’ behavior…,
Observed their ways, appetites…They were
Reduced suddenly to only a few thousand…
She had to go out to look at them
In person before it was too late…

“I’m going to walk and take field studies…
Briefly…” Ceres told them as she left
The room… “I will not be long.”

She used the teleport…which could only
Permit very limited transmissions through
The portal…To take her to the bears main
Territory…

Armed with only her data observer, recorder…
She found herself following a Mother Bear
With three tiny bear cubs…They were brown
And adorable…They had only just learned to
Walk…

The great yellowy-golden Mother Bear played
With her cubs near a thicket of briars and
Fir trees…The brambles so thick only the
Cubs could crawl through them…

Ceres stood in her white robe and dress
And watched them for hours…She knew
From her teachings how to blend in with
Nature…Nothing saw her…

The cubs rolled and played like living toys…
And Mother Bear laid there grunting
Kindly with them as they crawled over her,
Pulled at her…Gnawed at her muzzle…
They were hardly monsters.

Lost in the joys of this natural scene…Fear
She forgot…Until, without warning, the huge
Male bear came…

Unlike anything she expected or had seen, the
Male stormed upon the scene…Upon the gentle
Laying Mother…Hungry to breed her…The male
Thundered in…grabbed the tiny male cub on her
Back, bit it in half, swallowed half of it, tossed
The rest aside, then bit down upon the Mother’s
Neck and mounted her in seconds…

The two female bear cubs fled into the briars
To hide…But it happened so fast…
The Male mated the Mother Bear…But
It had held her down by the neck so
Hard that it broke, snapped the bones…
And killed her…

Ceres was horrified. Something inside her
Snapped…A temper flared to the surface
For what she saw…The innocent scene
Destroyed…The Mother…The tiny male
Cub dead…The Great Male Bear turned
To the thicket…hungrily sniffing out the two
Other cubs…

Ceres’ eyes…The ice blue of the fires flame…
She held out her hand…pointed…And sang
Some ethereal melody to the male…willing
Him into a deep sleep…he fell to the
Ground…weak and helpless then…Her anger
Beyond limits…beyond words…crushed his neck
Until…he too fell dead…in sleep.

She then moved quietly and carefully…To the
Thicket…humming, singing…her songs then
Becoming something sweet as she knelt
Beside the thicket…calling to the baby bears…
They were so terrified…so small and
Shaking…She called to them…

“Come to me, little ones…Don’t be scared…”
She sang…She saw terror in the babies
Eyes…and kept singing until their fear
Slowly became curiosity…She took her time
For as long as they needed to win their
Trust…and one by one they crawled
To her hands…unafraid…Then she picked
Them up and held them carefully walking
Away from the scene…shielding them
From everything…talking to them to keep
Them calm, safe and warm…And she
Promised them as they fell asleep in her arms
That nothing was ever going to harm them…

She took her time returning to the ship…
She would find a way to keep that promise…
She had to…No matter what it took…

Through the portal’s doorway she then went, to the
Ship…the tiny babies hidden beneath the robe
In her arms…
Apollo stood there in the ship waiting to greet
Her; not spying, he was simply finding excuses
To see her…As she entered, he saw the look
In her eyes, the furry bundles that she
Carried… “What have you got there?”

Defensively, her eyes like blue steel blades…
“Nothing to concern you…” she said moving
Past him to her quarters…

He followed her, looking quite strong and proud in
His blue uniform; very professional, the act for
Her… “Ah, I see you have taken specimens per
Zinn’s suggestion…That was rather fast…”

She paused briefly, turned to him and said, “As
The directive requires…Yes, I decided on two
Live specimens rather than DNA…”

She took the babies to her room…Apollo followed
Stiffly of course, putting on the greatest performance
Of the job… “You will take them to the Paladium?”

“Yes, of course.” She simply said…entering her
Room…which was very sparse; only necessities…
There was a plain bed…a chest of drawers…
A desk…a mirror…a small bathroom; believe it
Or not they did have such things…And a
Device in the wall that materialized any nourishment
They requested…

In the corner she arranged blankets on the
Floor, then gently placed the babies down…Apollo
Watching her closely the whole time…completely
Fascinated by her movements…the extremely
Gentle nature she gave the tiny cubs…How women
Did this for infants always mesmerized him…
Perhaps because he lost his mother so young…
She knelt then, closely beside the babies…stroking
Them as they slept…humming a wordless lullaby
That kept them calm…It was magical to him…

Apollo disappeared briefly to retrieve two padded
Panels from his own quarters which he had used
As a partition wall for taking sketches he’d done;
Art was a hobby of his…He then fixed a somewhat
Crude pen for the little bears in her room in the
Corner…He secured them as she watched
His generously odd behavior… “That was very
Considerate of you. Thank you.” She said.

“Well you can’t have them running about the
Ship you see.” He smiled as he finished. “I will
Leave you alone now…So you can have your…
Studies with your specimens.”

“Thank you.” Ceres said, her eyes never leaving
The small bears.

But he only pretended to leave…He lingered just
Outside the doorway to her room…listening to
Her hum her lullabies to the cubs…Her voice, so
Soft, so sweet…That hymn behind it…the tone
Of the woman’s song for babies captivated him…
He couldn’t, wouldn’t move…

For hours this went on…he watched her feed them
Formulas she created from the nourishment dispenser…
He watched her play with them…talk to them…
He could not move even if he tried.

The tiny baby bears rolled and played…The
Picture of vulnerable innocence…tussling with
Each other carefree along with her protective
Lullaby…her voice was unlike anything to describe…
Peace, protection…love…And they would sit and
Stare at her with big brown eyes…glassy and
Joyful…the expression on their furry tiny faces
Was just too enchanting…unreal in how such a
Silly sweet little thing could be, breathe, move…
A toy? An animal in tiny shape and size…Oh how
They made her smile…with their tiny toothy grins…
They were so cute…She was utterly in love with
Those little bears…
And in that time…the hours that became days…
A bond grew between her and those babies…
They were her little ones, as she called them…
And to them…Ceres had become the Mother Bear.

As she neglected her duties…Apollo was forced as
The commander to urge Ceres to take the babies back
To Tellus…to the Paladium…as required. In truth he
Hated doing it, but he could not let her know that…
She prolonged it as best she could…then gave in…

So, the time came when she took them home…
She cried the whole time…On the transport…
To Tellus…

But…at the docking station in the capitol…when
She arrived with the baby bears she found the
Oddest greeting assembly…Dorin, the great leader,
The president…was at the station with his advisors…
Quite coincidentally?

Dorin, a tall…noble, stone-like man was of a now
Extinct race, the Andosians…Human looking in body,
The only difference was his great head…twice the
Size of humans we know…the top and rear of his
Skull was huge…but his face was normal looking…
Aside from the rather eerie looking blue eyes with
Odd oval-shaped pupils…An ingenious race with
Fantastic mental multi-tasking skills…They were
Primarily telepathic…but could speak words aloud…
He, his race, tended to come across as aloof,
Condescending…

Dorin and his assembly, all Andosians too of course…
Saw her arrive…with her bundles…and immediately
Lunged to meet her.

“Ah, Ceres…” Dorin said to her…his beady
Eyes cold…nearly sinister; she often wondered
On that… “I see you have specimens of Earth…
That was soon.”

“They are harmless…” Ceres said, as charming
As she could… “Wonderful additions for the
Menagerie at the Paladium.”

Dorin smiled…sly…deftly abrupt. “I had spoken
With Zinn about the Ice Age of Earth…Of the
End of the dinosaurs…The mammals…the bears…”

“Zinn?” She only asked…she was immediately
Suspicious.

“I was just looking at recent studies of this matter…”
Dorin said… “The bears are not extinct…There
Are thousands left…”

“Hardly thousands.” She defended.

“Still…” Dorin went on…She saw it coming…He
Told her to take them back…No specimens were
Allowed unless extinction was immediate…
She argued…He kindly protested…
She showed him the babies…Then he insisted
She return them…immediately…
Ceres suggested she consult with BR’riel…he
Was in charge of the Temple…AND…The Paladium…
And then Dorin only reminded her…that his,
Dorin’s orders were final…paramount…
Upon which, he and his assembly escorted
Her back to her transport…and without
Further words…sent her back to Earth…
Without questions…or reason.

She told him they would die if released without
A mother…But he didn’t care…That was
The natural order…That was her lesson to
Learn…That was how the universe worked.
Do not interfere…

On the transport…Alone…Trapped under orders…
She held the little bears…Their eyes to hers…
Looking at her…clinging to her…She sensed them…
Too well…They saw her as Mother…Big eyed and
Afraid…they gurgled baby grunts against her…

She held them close…Spellbound…She
Sat recalling the Commandments of the Watchers…
The laws…The rules…Preserve and protect…
But never interfere…
Inside she felt something grow…And all
She could say was… “No…No…No.”
She was not going to let it happen.
Ceres held them tight and returned to Earth.

Apollo was there to meet her…But when he
Saw her return with the cubs…He was stunned.
“What happened?”

She explained to him as she held the baby bears
So close…Her tone flat, solid…She had made up
Her mind no matter what orders were given. “I am
Not letting my little ones loose in the forest of
Hell on Earth.” She told him. “They’ll die.”

“But Dorin’s orders…” Apollo weakly argued…
“How can you…No one ever has gone against
His orders…Not ever.”

“You do as you wish.” Ceres told him strongly. “This
Is my decision…And I will pay for it…He’s wrong.
That head of his…Logic blinds out his
Emotions…Worlds, Civilizations are built on
Such things…they rise with logic, science…and
Fall with it.
We are always told what is right and
What is wrong…and then exceptions are granted
Only to those in power…and then when they
Make mistakes equal excuses are made.
It’s insane. It’s ridiculous.
If we are to learn anything…grow or survive…
There comes a time when we have to resolve what
Is truly right…from the heart…not the mind…
There comes a time when enough is enough…
For the future, their future…then I’ll change
The world…I will change the rules…I’m not
Listening to Dorin.”

Ceres then took the bears to her room…Apollo
Stood there…Paralyzed…He had been lost…
Abrasive…Wild, then tamed…By rules all created
Before him…And now…Here was Ceres…5
Minutes on Earth, breaking eternal declarations…
Right? Wrong? The world he knew was changing…
Oh, how he admired her.

He returned to the bridge-room, to his seat
To resume his work…when a transmission
From Dorin came across the big screen…
“Has Ceres returned the infant bears as I
Instructed?” He asked.

Apollo…internally puzzled…why was Dorin so
Involved here? The Cynic inside him flared to
Life as he politely answered, “Why would she
Not follow your orders? She is a noble woman
From an esteemed family…Why would you suspect
She would go against an eternal law, your orders,
Sir? I can assure you she is following what is
Right…There are no little bears in my sights, I
Tell you the truth. She arrived and I watched her
Take them where they belong…You can rest with
Your wisdom nothing is wrong…Now if you
Excuse me…Sir…there are great things
Happening on Earth…and no doubt more to come…
He ended communication…then busied all
Signals…sat and smiled…Apollo felt alive
Again.

And so that’s how it was for months…
Ceres raised the little cubs…with great care…

And every night Apollo lingered by her room’s door
To listen to her sing lullabies…to hear the playful
Growls of the little bears…to catch glimpses of
This beautiful flawless…woman goddess follow
Her heart…to protect them…
What a fool he had been his whole life.

And Dorin would check in of course…Ceres was
Never available…The questions were ridiculous…
And each time Apollo told their leader… “Ceres
Was doing her job quite well…” (She never knew this
Of course) “As far as I know Sir those Little
Bears went home…Seriously I never saw those
Tiny bears again…” Because they grew and
Grew…

Grew…For as large as they became…Clumsy
And clown-like…Sharp in tooth and claw…
Not once, not ever did those baby bears draw
A bit of blood from Ceres…They never bit,
They never scratched or clawed…They were gentle…
But then they became of such size that
Eventually she did have to release them…

That day, the sun was absent…the skies were
Cloudy with rain…Tears…For not only had
Ceres bonded with the bears, she had unknowingly
Sang a song that reached nature as well…
Forever changed…

Apollo stood with Ceres in the wild woods and
Meadows…where she said her farewells…To
The little bears she had named Mesa…
And Misha…In silent words, with
One final lullaby…telepathically…she told
Them to go and play and play…And they
Lumbered off with toothy grins…as
Ceres cried her eyes out…

“What will happen to them?” Ceres cried.

“You did an amazing thing…” Apollo told her…
“You are amazing…Believe that…Something
Extra ordinary will happen…”

Months passed…Ceres returned to observe
Nature, the animals…Nothing soothed her
Fears for the baby bears…Until the whales sang…

For the whales heard her singing…The bears
Lullabies…her devotion…her caring…and
Worries…and they carried this through their
Own songs of the sea…The oceans carried
The story and told it to the stars, the heavens
And nature…The world had changed…

Ceres became intrigued with the whales…They
Soothed her…for what she had done, they in
Turn sang to her and took her pain…

Then the day came…
Mesa and Misha had come of age…
Their ripe age attracted the males…and they came…
First they found Mesa…
The monstrous males bred her…But they were
Too big, and she was too young…so small to them…
And they killed her in the process…

Ceres felt it, while sitting at the console…and fell
Into awful pains…as though a piece of her
Had been ripped away…the psychic bond
Had been severed in death…She collapsed…

Apollo carried her to her bed, and rested her there…

Meanwhile…The male bears found Misha…
Then bred her…So few females were left at
This point…As Misha struggled against the
Male bears…Ceres, in her psychically traumatized
State remained bound to her…
Restless with anxiety for fear of Misha’s
Life she lashed out at the males with Misha…
And put them to sleep…with song…
While at the same time she cried out to her
Little bear…
‘Run Misha…Run…Run Far…Run…’
Following Ceres wishes, Misha ran…far away…
Into the snow, the blizzards…across a tundra…
An icy bridge…into the land now known as
Alaska…
There Misha hid…and grew with cubs inside her,
Safe…for awhile…
As Ceres fell into a sleep, suffered from the loss
Of her little bear…a psychic reaction to such
A trauma…
For months she slept…and Misha grew…
Then the time came…of Spring…
And all things were new…the snow melted…
The grass was greener…the flowers came and
Blossomed brief buds…
The Ice Age had brief springs and summers…
Then Misha gave birth to three tiny cubs…
One little boy and two little girls…
A cycle had repeated…a memory…

Ceres eyes opened in tears of joy as she remembered…
Life had come again…new and innocent…
Everything seemed new…
Misha nursed the babies…and they grew…
The days…The weeks…
Their tiny eyes opened one day…
Glassy…brown…alive…small…so small…

Then the echoes…in the wind…
Of grunts and growls…crashing through the timber…
The male bears were coming…
One monstrous male, ENORMOUS…
Caught the scent of Misha in the air…
Misha rocked back and forth
Over her babies…nervously…in terror…

Ceres sat up wildly in her bed…
Her eyes went back and forth…crazed…wild…
She felt Misha’s heart race…The Fear…
She heard the babies cry beneath her…
And the male was coming closer to the den…
No no no no no…
Ceres jumped to her feet, paced back and forth…
Misha swayed…the babies cried…
She was terrified…
The Male bear was coming closer…
PANIC…blood raced…the pulse…the cries…
The fear…their eyes…
Misha’s eyes…terror…the babies’ eyes…their
Cries…so tiny so helpless so fragile…
Thunder and lightening…in Ceres mind
And then the skies…
Something born of both sides…
The warmth and good and loving of the Mother’s Heart…
And all the rage and wrath of the Darkness…
Blind Rage…
Strength sprang forth in the pulse of her blood…
Misha stopped swaying…her eyes…
Rolled over red…as Ceres froze and filled
Her head her mind…memories…lullabies…
Nothing was going to touch those babies.
NOTHING.

A TITAN…nothing could match…filled her…
Thunder in her heart her throat…
The Earth moved through her body…
And as the male bear came near the den…
Misha turned and rumbled up the slope…
To the mouth of the cave…out upon the rocks
To face the male bear…
And she let out such a roar that ALL
Of nature fell still…
The lions…The tigers…The wolves…
For they had heard something that was
NEVER heard before…

On the bridge…Apollo and Camlo froze…
“That sound?!” Apollo cried… “On screen…”
The ship cast the image for them to view
And they watched…

The ROAR…that came from the Mother…
The Male Bear froze and bellowed back…
The Mother Bear charged him…
And though twice her size…he backed away…
So fast…without hesitation…
Misha struck him…claws and paws…
The speed was measureless
He swatted back…She only hit him
Ten times more…
The size and strength of Ten Bears filled Misha…
Nothing was going to touch her babies…
NOTHING…
He charged…She knocked him down…
He opened wide to bite her…
Then she tore his throat apart…

“Look at her move!” Apollo exclaimed…
Stunned…His eyes wide…He watched as Misha
Quickly killed the Male bear. His blood
Racing…he jumped and ran to Ceres room…
Slammed against her door…
“What have you done?”

Ceres lay on the bed pulling at her head, her hair…
Crying her eyes out…The agony…
Emotions wild raging out of control…
A torrent was let loose she could not
Control…

For days she cried…The agony…
And for days Misha raged…Killing
Everything that came near that den…
Nothing was going to touch those baby bears…
A field of bodies covered the ground…
Finally, Apollo contacted the Postulate…
Who could only then contact the Temple…
And BR’riel…
Then BR’riel came…
His great voice soothed Ceres…and Misha
Calmed down…

The only resolve that could be found then…
Was to sing the Bears into a deep deep
Sleep…A sleep that would tame and quiet
Their rage…a hibernation to sooth the
Savage beasts…

BR’riel tried to reason with Nature…to
Remove the temper that had caused…
This chaos…BUT…

For the first time ever…As BR’riel stood
On the wild, his voice to the elements…
To the wind…
Nature answered back…

What did Nature say?
Thank you…Thank you for this gift…
And BR’riel, puzzled, mesmerized listened…
Then realized…
Nature had been given this gift of a Mother…
And would not let it go…
And to the bears she promised they would
Not die…
And they didn’t…
They became the Brown…The Black…
The Polar Bears…the bears of all kinds…
And BR’riel only smiled…History had been
Made…Something Magical had happened
On Earth…
Then he knew it would continue happening…

Before BR’riel turned to leave…
Nature spoke to him once more…

“Great Lion Man…One day…I promise…
For what you, your student has given
Me…I too will give you a gift…
Wait…
Watch…
Listen…
The time will come…

I will change the world…All worlds…”

The world is About to Change…

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=110930

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 3NOV2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (3 November 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 Sandman…The Hidden…THEM…

A rare cactus that grows.
A rare and Truest Rose.
The Secrets and Sanctuary
Athwart and within a cedarn
Cover brings…
Of Life and Death and Liberty,
Salvation…God’s gifts shall bring…
But only the Bravest, and the Right Ones
Shall know what it means.

Chances are beyond chances now.
The guy was laying on a table…
A steel-looking room, with white cabinets
And chairs and blinding light.
But strangely it was also a bedroom
At the same time.

There were noises…clicks and buzzes,
And the humming sounds of machinery.
Beneath the ground?
Even the lights had a pulse of rhythm
And noise, yet everything was
Absolutely sterile and cold; it must
Be for working conditions.

But the guy can’t move. There are
White wires transparent here and there,
On the forehead only, it seems.
Can’t move, can only think, see and hear.

At the foot of the guy is a woman
In a white lab coat, numb expression…
Pale, dark hair…She is all detached
Business, but still very inquisitive, very
Interested…very analytical; and thereby just
An employee.

To the left of her, a small man, dark hair,
With dark rimmed glasses on…white shirt,
Dark pants, a mild tan; he gets out in
The daylight. He is all business, more
Than serious, almost aggressive.
Sharp, fast movements. Very confident.
The woman, the assistant, is much
More slow and mild-mannered. She
Is completely used to the man’s behavior,
And dismissive of it: hint.

This little man with the glasses is
VERY familiar…the guy has seen him
Before, many times…in some way, other
Than what is known as acceptably
Tangible. Always consistent, though lost
In riddles of a haze of memories.

They are both watching this guy on
The table intently, he’s panting and
Breathing hard. Questions abound, back
And forth. This guy is both confused
And intrigued…the woman looks totally
Confused yet fascinated, her mind is all over
The place…back and forth, back and forth.

But the little man with the glasses is
Calm about it all, just observing with
A raised brow. He looks very pleased.

‘Doctor, I don’t understand what is
Going on. This is getting out of hand.
What is going on with him?’ She
Asks, wide-eyed.

‘Shut up.’ The man says fast and
Cold. ‘You’re not paid to understand.
Just record everything and do your job.’

‘But the data we have…where is this
Coming from?’ The woman asks, almost
Insists. ‘How is he getting this?’

The man turns slowly towards his
Assistant, he is clearly angry, but she
Is ignoring it. His mind is powerfully
Much stronger than hers, a much stronger
Presence. She is either used to it as
Arrogance, or oblivious. His mind is definitely
Much stronger than any other mind; normal
Mind. ‘I told you to shut up.’

‘But compared to what we have on file…
It’s not perfect…but there is A LOT there,
A LOT…But the rest? How? Where
Is it coming from?’ The woman asks.

‘I told you to shut up.’ The man
Nearly growls through his teeth.

‘He can’t hear us, that’s impossible.’
She says.

‘Of course, he can hear us, you idiot.’
The man says harder, louder. ‘I told
You to shut up.’

‘But how? That doesn’t make any
Sense. She went on. ‘No one could – ‘

‘Do you have a problem understanding
My instructions?’ He is angry now.
‘You are here to record only, not
Speak.’

‘But the differences in the data-…’ She
Says. ‘I thought- ‘

‘You are NOT paid to think.’ He
Orders. ‘You are NOT here to
Speak or ask questions. ‘I want
To know EVERYTHING
About them. Now shut up. I’m not
Telling you again.’

‘We are working together on this for
Our departments. I have a right to
Ask questions.’ She says plainly, a
Pointless attempt to confront him; this
Woman is clueless. ‘Are you saying
They are – ‘

He furiously reached out and grabbed
Her by the throat fast and choked
Her silent. Her eyes bulged in shock,
Then fear at the strength of his
Grip as she tried to pull his hands off. For
His size, she should have been able to
Pull away, but he was amazingly strong…
TOO STRONG. She gasped for air and
Began slapping at him, and then kicked
With no effect. ‘You are wrong about
A lot of things.’ He whispered
Fiercely then squeezed tighter on her
Throat…then
He began to grow…taller, allowing
Her to see this. He began to transform,
His height reached from about 5’7”
To a towering 8 feet (or more), so
Tall that he dangled her in his grip.
His body became thicker and shed
The clothes he wore, his skin
Turned into a bronze-like leather,
An almost scaly pattern…and his
Head grew larger in proportion with
A more oval appearance to the rear
Of his skull…and his eyes
Seemed to glow and roll over into
A reddish-orange snake eye form.
He wasn’t human at all.

Her eyes grew even wider. She was
Terrified, she had NO IDEA…
None, of what he was; none of
Them did. He was one of THEM.

Then he, this THING, just threw back
His head and laughed out loud
And said. ‘This is exactly what we
Wanted to happen.’ Then he squeezed
Fast on her throat and finished her
And dropped her in seconds.

This THING, person, being…then turned
Sharply to the guy on the table…It’s
Head moving fast – hard, looking down
At him…then glaring, widening its eyes
Leaning over him. ‘You see me now, don’t
You? You can’t stop us. We will know
Everything about them…’

And then it turned into a silent communication,
Vicious. Words, pictures, thoughts…only
Hostile emotions…THEM…

There are many of THEM…they have
Been here for decades, centuries…
Some in direct contact, others hidden.
Working, searching, hunting…
Manipulating information…
Invading every faction, every land
To the highest levels…preparing?
Dividing…always dividing…

Factions split, they know this…
They know, all know on some level…
The information is so broken
It’s impossible to sort it all out.

It’s about territory, always about territory…
A hunting ground…but much more.
All things on Earth are a
Microscopic reflection of a bigger
Picture of the Universe…And it is
No paradise out there…But they
Would have some believe it is to
Mislead and confuse as much as
Possible…People could never handle
The truth…

But as powerful as they are, and for
All their dominion, something has them
Nervous…An ancient dispute.
A vendetta…Territories…bloodlines…
Wrath and Conquest…
A door to Heaven, even if it means
Pouring millions of souls out
Desperately in attempt to chance
Those doors to open…so they
Can Attempt to invade the higher
Realms…and further their agenda…
Poison beauty with their ugliness,
Their jealousy and aggression…
Almost…or perhaps exactly, a
Derangement syndrome.

Their thirst for conquest is limitless…
Higher and higher…
But the Heavens will not allow this.
These things are literally chasing
A Universal Armageddon to get
What they want.

And they are a strong race of much
Diversity…resistant to many forged
Weapons. And they incorporate as much
As possible to improve their strengths…
Particularly if a world shows signs of
Something new…And divine
manifestation in a form.

The THING resents this much disclosure
But is allowing this for some reason.

‘We will know Everything about Them.’
It says…with some nervousness;
Not a lot, but still it was there…
So, they aren’t so sure…

And at that, the guy flashes…
The THING growls. Connection broken.
Time to change the locks again.

That thing was really pissed. Oops.

Valiant.

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=110041

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 27OCT2018

“I’m always with you. Even if you can’t see me, I’m here.” (art by Tyrus Wong)

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (27 October 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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.

19th October 2018. Mike Quinsey.

As the new cycle continues to impose itself upon the old one, great conflict has occurred between the two as new ideas are emerging whilst there are those who are prepared to hold onto the old ones at any cost. In consequence progress is very slow, and sorting out the entanglement of the old and the new is proving a difficult task. However, the new must be established to move mankind forwards and introduce new ideas that will completely change the way of life. The changes are going to be pronounced, and there are already moves to change the fabric of Humanity so that they are prepared for them. As one might expect, the changes are going to alter your very way of life, making it much easier and bringing you new ways of living that place minimal demands upon your time, leaving you with so much more for your personal leisure. As a result people will become more independent, and the long term future will see them coming together in much smaller groups.

Be assured that out of the apparent chaos a way forward will become apparent, and as the vibrations continue to increase will bring you a greater peace than you have previously experienced. Harmony will grow and happiness taken for granted as you all work for the benefit of everyone rather than the individual. Gone will be the spectra of homelessness and everyone will have a suitable dwelling. Everyone will have exactly what they need to live a comfortable and healthy life. These things will take time to manifest, but you will find the results well worth waiting for. More and more you will find that your ability to “think” things into being will increase, and eventually it will become quite automatic. In the same way you will also dispose of that which no longer serves you, and the land and seas will cease to be blighted by rubbish. There will also be a point reached where you will be able to “talk” to animals and also understand them too.

Humans need to have a goal in mind and it is the way of working that they are used to, so planning well in advance will be with you for quite some time to come. One of the most welcome changes will be when you are able to have what you need instantly through the power of thought. Amassing things will become a thing of the past and the acquisition of wealth totally unnecessary when you can just “think” what you want into being. These developments must sound a very long way off to you just now, yet changes that will propel you into the future are beginning to happen so quickly. It is your younger generations that are full of new ideas and are so eager to bring them into being, and they should be given every encouragement to do so. Their approach and ways of looking at things is vastly different to your old ways, as they can see answers to problems in a much quicker time, and have a greater perception as to what needs to be done and how to do it.

You have crossed the bridge and are in new territory where you can manifest much more easily than previously, plus the fact that your own power is increasing all of the time. Forget the past that has served its purpose and take that leap forward into all that is new and challenging. After all it is your choices that will pave the way forward, although there is always a central plan and goal to be reached – called Ascension. Humanity as a collective obviously has an influence on the future, but at all times will be directed onto the path that fulfils your needs whilst at the same time keeping you pointed in the right direction. Of course you have freewill, but would be ill-advised to divert from the path laid out before you. Since you passed the 2012 Marker you have gained the entitlement to greater help and upliftment into the higher vibrations.

Returning to current problems, the revaluation of the currencies looms large, but the overriding factor is still to ensure that all countries are poised ready to take part. However, there will come a point when the changes will have to go ahead, as there is a limit to how long it can be waited for. To make the playing field level some will go up and some need to come down, and it will soon be seen as creating a fairer deal for all concerned. Peace on Earth is not just a dream but a necessity if you are to experience a smooth transition to the New Age, so you may rest assured that many people are working hard to achieve the necessary changes to bring it about. Revaluation will prove to be one of the most important steps you have ever taken, so the decision to go ahead must be well supported by all concerned. The result will be the kick starting of a world-wide boost that will see the market place come alive.

At our level in the “now” we see all things happening at the same time, making it difficult to put them in chronological order. We see where difficulties may arise and try to use our influence to help you overcome them. We can do much to help you, but in the final reckoning it is you who have to do it. You have done very well so far to pass the Marker and we have every faith in your ability to overcome the present difficulties. There seem to be dire warnings all over the world as the changes are causing problems, yet all are possible to overcome if decisions are made in the interests of all rather than some powerful individuals. It is surely dawning upon people that if you work together you will get far more done in a lot less time. Competition is a feature of capitalism, but even that will fade into the background as co-operation between people becomes more the normal.

You have been waiting quite a long time for a positive outcome to all of the experiences you have been through lately, but be assured your patience will be rewarded. Try to sit back and relax and allow events to outwork themselves naturally, as all things will come to you in good time. Indeed, you may be pleasantly surprised at how things work out, possibly much better than you may have thought. The extreme karma experienced through the last Age is over, but as individuals you will still collect some if you put a foot wrong. As you have already been told, instant karma is taking place for immediate clearance, unlike earlier periods of time. Understand that when you incur karma your vibrations are momentarily affected when in fact you should be doing everything to maintain your higher level. It is even more important if you are one who is set on achieving Ascension. However, having come this far it is unlikely that you will lose your level of vibrations.

I leave you with love and blessings, and may the Light brighten your days and path to completion. This message comes through my Higher Self, my God Self, and every soul has the same connection to the God inside.

 

In Love and Light.

Mike Quinsey.

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 20OCT2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (20 October 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 13OCT2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (13 October 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 6OCT2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (6 October 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 29SEP2018

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You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (29 September 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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.

21 steps

It only took 12 years to get this one to press! Sending hugs to everyone in STC world! I miss you all and hope to be engaging more (again) soon.
Love, Leslee

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…and we’re live!

In fact, we’re so live, we’ll be in the Authors’ Booth at Pine LakeFest this year. If you’re in the Atlanta area, please drop by, say hi to Leslee, and check out the books!

21 Steps to Happiness is now available on Amazon (and in expanded distribution channels)! The series includes 21 Steps To Happiness and the 21 Steps To Happiness COLORING BOOK. Great for all ages, and just in time for holiday shopping.

We all want to be happy!

In this world, it can be hard to figure out how to get that way.

Whether you’re a 3-year-old who just dropped their ice cream, or an octogenarian mourning the passing of someone dear – we all need comfort and help finding a way to make the best of our lives.

21 Steps to Happiness and its companion books offer insights from centuries-old classic Tibetan Buddhist…

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 22SEP2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (22 September 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 Sandman…The DarkWorld’s Chessboard…

Time, a rhythm of chance and choices.
Some say the future is not written in stone.
Stone cracks and crumbles and turns to dust
Beneath the elements, over time, maybe that’s
Why. But the past and the future
Is written in the Stars.

The Stars, echoes of the past and things to come.
Older than the Earth, Older than the Moon,
Than the Sun…
They shine brightly everywhere…

A limitless stretch of universes
Beyond one full life.
They echo everything.

All the greatest powers know this,
And the wisest respect it and
Reach for them…
Translated by opinions and
Interpretations some deny.
A bountiful reprise of knowledge
And insight…to easily get lost in.

And with respect to an abundance
Of advanced life forms…The stars
Are also one Giant gameboard,
Full of players each travelling,
Moving with varied purpose…A quest
For anything and everything. And
Earth is just a fragment reflection
Of this. Then account for multiple
Dimensions…It is infinitely mind-
Boggling. A thousand, a million
Worlds…more? Mirror dark and
Light reflections, it’s frightening.
It’s being brave just to live.

One world, one plight, with billions
Of voices…among limitless factors?
Define ego against scavengers and
Invading opponents when the
Gameboard is huge.

No, they say chase the stars
Blindly…insist for answers.
Regardless of who or what would
Respond. Hmm.

The answers are there, for everyone…
Scattered in nonsense, tidbits of
Absolute reason. They just deny it
Because it’s not what they want to
Hear or the way they want it. If
It frightens you, you need to look at it.
If it’s too good to be true, it probably
Is…sometimes, mostly. Be blindfolded and
Step through an unknown door is a good
Comparison.
Patience first, patience should always
Come first…To say you’re ready, no
One’s ever really ready. Buy a lottery
Ticket, that’s the universe.

The DarkWorld’s gameboard is a chessboard.
A powerplay…on one little world.
Beyond its will held down cautiously
By higher powers…and toyed with
By dark powers…Until it learns
Humility and becomes pretty boring,
Or a treat others can’t ignore.

The Bright and Shining inspire
For a multitude of reasons. But you
Can’t please everyone. So, they hide
Inspiration everywhere, so complicated
They don’t even know it. For everyone.

The DarkWorld hid secrets with
Noble intent once, to save minds…
But greed misguided them…
And the modern world has all the
Answers…From ancient lost civilizations
Who also presumed they knew it all.
The Ancients know it and lost it,
Too much power.
Old Kings and Queens of our past
Knew it all, had it and lost it too.
And the Modern Kings and Queens
Know it all too…so much power…
Secrets hidden in fragments…
Maybe they were all deceived, or
Rather tested by fragments…
By Higher Powers…as they do with all
Civilizations, to see who will get it right.

A puzzle piece here, a puzzle piece there…
None to share? Not for power…
Maybe it’s more like one giant puzzle…
And who’s got the important pieces…
Keep them all busy in the mean
Time…they assume a lot.
Advanced intelligence to probe without
Them knowing it…
The creative minds reveal the secrets,
For the logical mind to study. The perfect
Pair…

The chessboard…the pawns, the knights…
The bishops…The Kings and Queens, by
Blood not by choice.

Therefore, for secrets sake of the Powers…
Two chessboards…The Stage, full of
Players to see…And the real one
Concealed…yet, out in the open. The
Perfect complement to play…The
Rehearsal, and the real game.

No, the future is not written in stone.
That’s just temporary. It’s all in the
Stars. Time.

‘Time can not be shaped by massive
Force,’ Apollo says, ‘Not without
Drastic implications. An obstacle can
Be moved by a push when it impedes
A road. Tested and approved.
Time, Light and Sound shape Universes…
By gentler influences regard change.
Inspiration, devotion…Ripples in the Water
For a small pond in a giant Kingdom.

It’s a matter of preserving the whole
Kingdom, a great Kingdom…with some
Beautiful places that must be protected.
Not ONE dark world, one dark
World like any other with the potential
To be a paradise. All the answers
Were already given. It was very simply
Said.’ That’s all he said.

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=107312

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 15SEP2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (15 September 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 Sandman…The Dark World, THE HIDDEN…

And the Words return, plunging to
Tell the stories withheld for the
Mysteries…Hidden in places that eyes
Denied and were afraid to look.
There was a hum, a rattle and
Roaring sound. The light was bright
Yet dim, lifeless…underground?
He was lying on a table, his arms
And legs strapped down, drugged?
Half asleep? Powerless. “Where am I?
What is this?’ Mumbling, “Is this a subway station?”

There was a person, (a woman –
-maybe?) standing nearby. “He’s waking up.”
She nodded at something numbly, then
Leaned above. “You’re dreaming.”

‘Huh?”

There was this long needle, a
Syringe in hand, held it up, squeezed
Out a drop.

“What is that? This doesn’t feel like
A dream…”

The needle was jammed forcefully right
Right into the gut, below the belly button.
“No, Don’t! Oh GOD! What is that?”

“This is a matter of…security…”
That Person said coldly, no emotions.

Dizziness, Darkness…OUT.

No thoughts, no dreaming, just adrift,
Blindly, deeply…

“Wake, Jon.” A voice said…a confident
Female tone.

His eyes opened, he was strapped to a
Table vertically, his arms and legs firmly
Bound at the wrists and ankles,
So, they could barely wiggle.
Such a heaviness in his head, but
He was there…and his eyes shot open
Without blinking. “What is – “He mumbled.

This person was standing there in
Front of him, watching him intensely.
Slicked back dark hair, The Person had
Sharp, drastic make-up on their face…
Painted pale on olive skin…
They stood very strongly
Despite their modest, medium tall frame,
In a dark shiny suit. “Are you
Comfortable?” They asked in a way that
Sounded eerie.

He started to blink, senses coming around then
Began to feel…He looked down, something
Didn’t feel right. All that he had on were
These loose-fitting sky-blue pajama-type
Clothes, no shoes or socks. His skin felt
Airy, raw…like he had been cleaned and
Dressed by someone. And right there, he forced
His mind to stop thinking of how
That happened. He looked straight
At this person nervously.

“Do you like your clothes, Jon?”
They said with a carefree tilt of the
Head… “I like them a lot.”

“What?” He grew nervous.

OH Jon, stop it, Silly. It’s just a
DREAM, that’s all. Silly.” This person
Smiled.

“What’s going on?”

“Tell me, Jon, do you know anything
About the brain?” They asked.

“What?”

“Did you know, that a Man’s brain
Is 20% larger than a Woman’s brain, Jon?
Did you know that?” They asked playfully.
“That doesn’t seem fair, now does it, Jon?”

“What?”

“Come now Jon,” They said casually, the
Light illuminating their face of this…
Dark room like a ghost. “I know you’re
In there. Think for me please…”

He only blinked, didn’t want to speak, couldn’t.

“Fine then, I’ll do the talking.” They said
With an arched brow over dark eyes; the
Irises looked completely black. “A man’s
Brain…hardly fair for a woman. Well,
Your average woman…The women you know
Jon. Don’t you think that’s unfair, especially
Seeing how most waste their potential? Now
What if that could be…corrected?”

This person was making him more nervous
Each second… “I – “

“Don’t try to think, Jon, don’t hurt
Yourself.” They went on. “I’m talking
About evolution, Jon…A new species…
Look at me,” They said, stepping back
Proudly. “How old do you think I am?”

A nervous pause. “I don’t know. 30? Late
30’s maybe?”

They smiled amused. ‘I am 135 years
Old, Jon. 135. Now what do you think
About that?”

“What?? What are – “

“Don’t try and think about it, Jon, don’t
Hurt yourself.” They said. “You’re so
Young, and so cute…so cute. Youth is
Always wasted on the young.” They
Reached to touch his face and he shivered
Back. “What a shame. Oh well.”

“What are you – “

‘Shh, stop thinking Jon. Stop thinking.”
They said. “Don’t try and think about
It, don’t hurt yourself. You’ll only
Scare yourself. And that’s pointless, Jon.
Pointless.”

“But- “

“Now Jon, if you keep interrupting like
A child, I will only have to discipline
You. Don’t make me do that, please Jon?”
They snapped their fingers fast…and
2 giant towering Men with severe features
Dressed in black uniforms entered the
Room and stepped into the light…
Making it so that he could CLEARLY
See them.

His eyes froze on them, on their faces.
Fear truly filled him then. Their
Expressions were focused, eyes plotting. Each
Of them had to be at least 10 or 11 feet
Tall, or more.

“These are some of us.” This person said
With a smile. ‘You will learn to respect
Them.” A pause as they probed his face.
“I can see you have an idea…”

A blink, a flash. Jon turned his head
To the right. There at the side of the
Room, about 5 feet off the floor was
A small boxed window with bars in it.
Behind the bars, in another room next
To his, watching, stood…this guy. He
Had blondish, brown hair, short…A
Friendly face, but his expression was
Full of shock, worry, fear…curiosity…
And intensity, he was studying everything.
But he wasn’t like THEM…he was
Another prisoner.

“Oh him?” The person said of the guy
Behind the barred window. “Yes, I want
Him to see this, hear this.”

Jon pinched his eyes shut tight.

“Now Jon,” This person said. “Don’t hurt yourself.
Just don’t think about it. We’re going
To be great friends one day Jon. Very
Close. Trust me.”

Jon shivered, then looked again
Nervously to the guy behind the barred
Window…begging, pleading for help silently.
And the guy whispered hard, “Jon, turn
Off your emotions okay. Listen to me, please?
Box it. “Don’t think about it!”

“You!” The person pointed to the guy in
The window… “Watch.” They snapped their
Fingers to the 2 giant men. “Teach Jon.”
And then this person turned fast and
Walked quickly out of the room, watching
The guy in the window…over the loud
Clicking sounds of their high-heeled shoes.

Jon started to whimper…No further words
Why.

The guy in the window breathed hard
With panic…watching…then backed away
His eyes in a daze as he pressed himself
Back to the far wall of his room, as
Far away from THAT window as he
Could get.

But his room was different, the
Front of his room had bars on it…
Then this person in black appeared
Slowly in front of the bars to his
Room…watching him with that raised
Brow, and that slight smile. “Did
You watch that? Go watch Jeff…go
Watch!”

“What the hell is wrong with you? What
Are you?” The guy said. “My name’s not
Jeff.”

“Yes, it is Jeff.” The person said quite calmly.

“Shut up. Stop talking to me. What are you?
What is this?”

“You’re dreaming Sweetie.” This person said.
“You haven’t figured it out yet?”

There was a cry from Jon’s room.
“Oh God,” The guy moaned hearing it.

“Don’t play dumb with me.” This person
Instructed.

“Why not? I’m just a stupid little gym boy,
Remember?”

“Don’t.” This person said firmly. “You’re
Going to talk to me…”

“No, no I’m not. I’m too stupid to talk. I’m
Too stupid to do anything. I need someone
To guide me. I’m a little dumb mouse, I
Don’t know anything about nothing…”

“Don’t play dumb.” They said again.

“Nope. I’m dumb. Dopey, Dopey, dumb, dumb,
Dumb.”

“You’re going to talk to me.” They said.

“Why? How? What for? What do you want
Me for?”

“You’re going to tell me what happened.” This
Person said.

“What happened?”

“Do I look stupid to you?” This person said.

“Stupid? No that’s mean.”

They curled their lips and grinned. “Sweetie…”

“Bitch.”

“Now Jeff…Sweetie…” They smiled.
“My name’s not Jeff. And don’t call me Sweetie…
Bitch.”

There was a pause, maybe a few minutes…
A staring match.

“Alright then…” They smiled.

“Yes?”

“Tell me, do you know how stupid the
Public is?” They asked with an arrogant
Smile. “We’ve been around for a LONG time…
A VERY LONG TIME…we know, believe me…”

Just an expression of curiosity response.

“They analyze everything to death, trying
To prove how smart they are…For themselves.
How unimpressive…Analyzing Fragments…
That we offer…on things we provide…It’s
Amusing actually. Endless upon endless
Hours of analyzing Fragments…True
Fragments…and nonsense fragments…
Every time. EVERY TIME. By the time
They figure things out…it will be far
Too late…Far too late. Even the best
Don’t really know…that’s how convincing
We are.”

“Okay…”

“The Age of the Divine Feminine…HA!
They haven’t got a clue. Those women?
Please…And they will analyze it, and
Argue it endlessly. Their egos are so huge…
No, no, no…it’s not about you, it’s about
Me! They will argue blindly, senselessly…
Until it’s far too late…It is too late.
Every time. Every time.”

“Not everyone is that stupid.”

“Oh yes, they are…JEFF.” They said proudly.
“Every time.”

“Every time?”

“Every time,” They said strongly. “No one’s
Going to help you. They would rather analyze
Themselves to death. Too late. Far too late.”

“Not everyone is like that.”

“Ha! Oh yes, they are!” This person said.
“Assumptions. And then analyzing assumptions…
Priceless…Every time.”

“So, you built this Fake world, to what?
Make fools of them all along? To make
Monsters? To make more of them, more of you?
Monster.”

“It’s the best way to find what we’re looking
For…” This person said, revealed…mysteriously.

“Ah, huh…Whatever…”

“Bubbles will burst…things will implode…
Then we can start all over…again…” They
Said confidently.

“You are assuming a lot, just like everyone else.”

“Really?” This person asked. “Then why is this
Happening? Why am I here with you?”

“Because you don’t know something and
It’s driving you nuts.”

This person smiled. “You’re going to tell me
How…what, why?”

“How, how stupid? Well how many different
Kinds of stupid people are there? A lot apparently…
What, why? I couldn’t explain that with
Words if I tried or wanted to.”

“hmm…” This person sighed. “Interesting.
Clearly there’s a lot more going on here.”

“Well DUH!”

“Alright then,” This person said with a nod,
“Let me show you something to think
About.” They snapped their fingers and the
Door to the cell opened. “Come with me.
Don’t worry Sweetie, no one is going to touch
You…come with me.”

Rolling eyes. “Yeah, like that’s imaginable.”

“Come on Sweetie, Come, Come.” They
Turned, waving their hand casually to
Guide as thy walked down the corridor.

What choice but to follow. Groan…
And of course, there were these tall
Giant men dressed in black uniforms
Positioned along the hallway, strategically
Beneath red lights…beside more rooms,
More cells…some with bars, some with
Doors…each, maybe, with someone inside;
Mostly men…mostly.

“What is going on here” This person asked
Leading the way. “If you’re thinking…aliens?
You would be wrong…and you would be right.”
A fast laugh. “If you are thinking it has
Anything to do with the surface…you
Would be very wrong as well…”

“If? So many Ifs, can’t read my
Mind, hmm. But you can read theirs, can’t you…”

This person turned back slightly with a half-smile.
(caught that) They resumed walking, leading
The way to the end of the hall where
There was a large glass window to a
Grim looking room full of what looked
Like some kind of science or medical
Teams working at computers around a
Table…with a man on it…an exact
Replica of this guy.

A dead stop before the window.

“So, what do you think?” This person asked
Calmly, looking back and forth between
The man on the table and this guy. “It’s
Your clone…Sweetie. What do you think?”

A long angry pause. “What do I think? I
Don’t know what to think. I’m stupid, remember?”

“You’re afraid…He frightens you?” This person asked.
Wild-eyed. “Doesn’t he?”

“That’s not me…” It was a younger version
Though.

“True. We can make the bodies, but we
Can not make the souls.” This person
Said. “Or I should say, their character,
Their personality. Thai is always…different.
Always different.”

“Okay.” Numb and dumb. Their statement
Was very TRUE however.

“When bubbles burst…And everything they
Wasted time on proves pointless. They will
Desperately grab at any comfort we offer.
And we will begin again.”

They sighed. “Perspective. But it will
Come. You see, we can wait…Cooperate Please.”
They snapped their fingers and the technicians
Inside electrocuted the clone. Dead. “Bring him
Back again please.” They instructed…watching,
Studying expressions carefully.

“Again?! How many times have you done this?”

“Oh, quite a lot, actually.” This person
Sighed. “Maybe 6 times with THIS clone…
More with the others…They never last
Long.”

“My God, you are sick!”

“Do it again.” They instructed calmly,
Again, watching expressions closely.

“My God, stop it! It’s sick! What are
You doing to him? Why?”

“You know why.” They said calmly. “Talk
To me.”

Horrified. Numb. Dumb. “That’s not me.
There’s no point to this. It’s pointless.”

“Tell me.” The said.

“I ain’t telling you SHIT.”

They snapped their fingers, instructing the
Technicians, “Do it again!”

Sick and DISGUSTING! Pointless! Monsters,
All monsters.

“So, what do you think?” They asked.

“Nothing. I’m not saying anything.”

This person studied closely. “There is nothing
There, no connection. Why?”

A bridge? A clone could never process that.
“You’re SICK.”

“Do it again.” They instructed. And they did,
Then brought him back. The look on the clone’s
Face was awful, horrifying. He was completely
Out of his mind…There was nothing there.
Nothing but some ghost of a soul reaching
For purpose, for cohesion, to pull himself in
Some way together.

“Stop it!”

“You feel for him though!” They asked slowly.

“Because it’s SICK and DISGUSTING!”

“And life is a gift, a blessing? The questions
You ask, that they ask…” This person
Said mysteriously. “Are what? A quest to
Find answers? Who put them there? Why do
You ask them? To believe in…The Masks
Are OFF…Everyone was carefully bred. Now
It’s just a matter of seeing what’s there…
What’s useful and what isn’t.”

??? No comment.

“Yes, that’s right.” They said. “Don’t play dumb.
“Now talk to Me…”
A pause. Nervous. Anxious. Strong. Calm.
“I couldn’t if I wanted to. That’s not how it
Works…They wouldn’t let me.”

Their eyes went wide. That sure caught their
Interest. “I see…” They thought
Quietly for a while, eyes wandering around.
“Alright, put him back…” They leaned
Forward closely. “Just think about it…
Don’t worry, it’s just a dream…Sweetie.”

A slow solemn release…or walk away?
It doesn’t matter…humor all sides.

And of course, The Charming Apollo has
To say afterwards… “And the Mighty
Below impart a message, revealed and
Received…with no surprise to the least.
Only the timing catches interest, to their
Date, 2017… Interesting. Well, interject
And reply 1 year later… (1 year) …There
Is always something bigger watching. ALWAYS…
Above the below. Above the surface. Above
The Above…And Above the Beyond. That’s
Enough for now.

Valiant, for Apollo.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=106856

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 8SEP2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (8 September 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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 Sandman…Oberon and Titania…

(*Repost…from 8 17 17)

*SONG* “Magic” by Olivia Newton-John
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jj5vagsGC38

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 as 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 thought 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 Faire,
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
Intrigued. “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 are 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 he 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 Faire, 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 is 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

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 1SEP2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (1 September 2018) 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 Ceilidh
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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.