Valiant: Knock Knock…The Bell Tolls…The Ancient Pilgrims from the Stars…
*song* All I Want to Do is Make Love to You

By Heart

As he said…through the mind down the arm
Through the hand through the fingers
Through the pen, the ink…write the words…

Forgive me, but this time it has to be
A little different…listen to the song first…
You will understand…at least some will…

And then…and now
The Stars speak to us…
By memories in dreams under the moon
And the morning light…
The planets and stars Align…

Here, they sit waiting…as though something
Big is coming…
They stood like an assembly…
The Great Lion Man VIR’riel off to the left,
Apart…as if this part was not for him…

Varence in the center, the tallest
Tall and proud arms folded…head tilted
That sly smile… “I like your words now…”

Ceres, to the right…standing straight
And smiling…this time she had the bewitching
Smile…her eyes soft yet beaming…
“Now I have something to tell…You…
Tell them all…”

Rana and Vala stood behind her…listening…
“I’m eager to hear this…” Vala hummed.
“And I will wait only a little more…” Rana said,
Her tone intense. “Because I too want to hear

Kierista and Evangella stood quietly behind
Varence…They said nothing, only looked at
Each other and smiled silently…
Then he said… “Now listen…”

Ceres took a step forward, “They ask you
So many questions…You do your best to
Bide the time…The Tide of Them…”

“I say and say again,” Varence said
With a laugh lowering his head, “No questions…
Things come when they have to…I have
Certainly learned that the hard way.”

“In truth,” Ceres said, her voice an enticing
Soothing melody, “The world was changed…
But it always changes…One way or another,
Naturally, unnaturally…”

“The point here is,” Varence went on, “That
Deep down you know…some know more than
Others…We know…We see…And for you,
And a handful of others, Bill…it’s like
Putting pieces of a puzzle together…And this
Time I must insist…no more questions…
You know how to not say anything and listen…
That’s excellent…Because you understand…
The right ones finish each other’s sentences…
You’ve experienced this…that’s key…
That’s what to look for…”

“When the gathering comes,” Vala hummed…
“In the Southwest…They will know by the
Call of the Night Hawk…In the land of
Britain…The Raven’s will tell them what to do
And when…like you’ve said…The Birds…
That’s the only clue I will give for now…
Brother Wolf.” She laughed.

Varence began to open his mouth to speak
Then immediately Ceres was catching his
Voice still, “This…is my turn…I will start
This…you’ll only flatter yourself.”

He laughed abruptly but agreed, “Alright.”

“So this is the story,” Ceres began calmly…
Sweetly with a smile and certainly that was
Peaceful and comforting… “Some books record
A perspective…but without the heart…There
Comes a time when things have to be told with
A story…stories…and NOT editorials…
The Native Americans know this…Why?
Because that’s how it’s best…The wise
Ones know this…But that’s enough of that…
Remember…the right ones will just know
It, feel it…That’s how they’re sorted out…

So when the time comes, they will know what
To do…without direction…Understand?”

I nodded. “Yes.”

She smiled… “I know you do. There’s reason there.”

“And now…Your world, and others…Speak of
Legends…tales of their creation…what you
Call Biblical tales…They are the oldest…Then
Science comes along and says…no, it’s myth…
All things are then logically torn apart then
Reconstructed in scientific terms…coldness…
Soul-less details that in fact are ever changing
Conundrums of nothing…
Science today is old news tomorrow…
And yet…Stories of the spirit NEVER change…
They grow stronger.

This is your Earth story…
THE human story we will leave for another
Time…if kindness finds you, and patience
Doesn’t slip from my mind.” Ceres smiled, then
Looked upwards…distantly, as if recalling
Some lost sweet memory…

“I have to say its funny, it is because deep
Down…its in so many hearts…I see it now,
The whales were right…So many feel it,
Have felt it…it’s in their DNA, a story
Of genetic memory…Quite remarkable really…
And it echoes in your arts…in your music…
Even in fantasies and daydreams…
Twisted and contorted, yes but still…Its there.

“My apologies…Lets begin…

“In this Bridgeroom…long ago for you…
Not so for us…

The Bridge was quiet…so quiet it was almost
Seemingly lifeless…Camlo sat at his seat
Studying the fauna…The trees and wild roses
Were always his favorite…but he was so quiet…
And so polite, sometimes we forgot he was there…

At that Camlo chimed in, “You do forget I am
Here! I need to speak up more!”

“Resuming…” she went on…

Ceres sat at her seat monitoring the animals…
The Ice Age was ending…The great glaciers were
Receding…And the mammals filled the continents
With marvelous abundance…

Now while she loved all animals, you know where
Her favoritism fell…She studied the early horses,
Then stole glimpses at the great brown bears…
She studied the open plains of Africa…
The vast herds of animals…the hooves, the horns…
The lions, the leopards…The mighty elephants…
Then retreated to images of the black bears
At play…Those tiny frolicking cubs made her

And the whales always sang through it all,
Constantly…Nature’s orchestra…background
Music…with songs of joy and laughter…
Their love was so pure…
And to each other they told stories of
Nature…The changing Earth of land and sea…
They sang to the stars, to the Angels, to God…
They always seemed to know what was coming.

Then she found the sight of a great Mother
Polar Bear strolling across a white land
With her three tiny cubs…The skies were
Blue with a blinding light, the sun’s reflection
Against the ice…The wind blew…but the
Bears only smiled little toothy grins and played.
They were too adorable, those baby polar bears!
She smiled and smiled so much that it
Caught Camlo’s eye.

“What makes you smile like that?” Camlo asked
With a grin himself.

She gestured for him to come look, “The little
White cubs…just look at them. Have you ever
Seen anything so sweet and tiny?”

Camlo stepped towards her, leaned over to peak…
He had to confess, “They are a smile to watch,
I admit it…I can see your enthusiasm.”

“I love the animals,” she kept smiling…then
Gently played with the wave of her hair that
Fell across her chest…”Those little cubs are adorable.”

Apollo sat silently behind them…eyeing their
Fascination…His mind was turning like the
Workings of a clock…Tempered by seeing the
Same things…The primitives of Earth…He’d
Studied them since they once walked grand
Cities of marble, stone bricks and mortar…
With giant gem stone and golden temples…
Complex ornate structures…artwork…and now,
Since the cataclysm…since the invasion…
Since the conquerors flayed the land and stole
The population for toys and food…The survivors
Had bred so recklessly…They had become
Malformed…degenerates…suffering primal
Instincts and rudimentary skills…They were
Barely more than animals…

He scowled…For all that had happened…
Ceres and the bears…The miracles of Mother
Nature…He held his chin deep in thought…

He studied his recordings…fast…
The lightning speed of what was, is and
Could be filled his mind…
Ceres…the animals…Camlo…The fauna…
The Earth…The humans that were barely there…
Thoughts of other worlds…
Evolution that was in fact manipulation…
Nothing ever changed the people, NOTHING…
But…could something change the people?
Could there dare to be a chance in action
That could affect people…for the better?

He was bored…He was anxious…
Ceres had unknowingly restored the Boy Apollo
Back to life…The man in him was the gamer…
The boy was the gambler…The differences?
The boy took chances…The man made sport.

He sat back in his chair…watched Ceres
And Camlo…in their uniforms…Those bland
Obedient pale blue uniforms…
He looked down at his then suddenly realized
The collar was too tight on his strong solid
Neck…So he opened it a bit…
It brought some relief…

He tilted his head…thinking, thinking, thinking…

Then, there was a sudden beep…he studied
The panel beside him…

“What is that sound?” Ceres turned and asked.

Apollo, wide-eyed, his mind racing…Thoughts
Wild and untamed…ravenous with ideas…then saw
The display read what it was…”It is a ship,”
He told them with a grin, “A ship of pilgrims
From the Seven Stars…Making their way
Across the system…looking for a new home.”

“Another one?” Ceres asked. “That’s what, the
Fifth one so recently…Why so many like this,
Is something happening on their homeworlds?”

Apollo studied the readings of the pilgrim
Ship…his grin became sly…his mind wilder…
Those pilgrims were so…proper…dignified…
Rigid…much like the confirming rules of
The Watchers…and this annoying blue uniform
He had to wear…

So then…as if by some daring boyish act, he
Stood up…with a comical grin…and stripped
Off his uniform until he was bare naked
Right there in front of them…

Ceres jaw dropped. “What are you doing?”

Camlo was so shocked he couldn’t say anything.

“I was uncomfortable.” Apollo said very
Plainly then tossed his uniform aside
And sat back down as though it were nothing
Unusual at all. “What?” he asked, no shame
What so ever.

“Has your mind gone somewhere?” Ceres said,
Her expression, her eyes squeezing to study his…
She gave no blush at all. “You are
Aware you have NOTHING ON!”

“Yes I know.” He said without care,
Resuming to study the pilgrim ship…
Intensely studying every detail about it…

“You have NOTHING ON!” Ceres repeated.

“Yes I know,” he only said, “I heard
You.” He read the fullest details of the
Pilgrim ship…Who were they? There were
Thousands of them on board…

Ceres walked slowly over to him, only briefly
Eyeing the bare skin of his muscled
Body…”You have NOTHING ON!”

“Ceres, you keep repeating that…Why?” He
Saw the readings of the ship…Their fuel…
Was somewhat low…

“Are you trying some scheme on me?” she
Asked standing beside him…waiting for a response.

Apollo started pressing buttons on his panel
Secretively…”I am not scheming anything
On you, Ceres. Honestly.”

“What are you playing?” Ceres insisted.

The beeping then grew louder. Then Apollo
Exclaimed, “Why, oh no…The Pilgrim ship
Is in distress! They have lost their fuel!”

She held her hips and stared at him
Suspiciously. “What are you doing? You did

“Why would you think that?” Apollo said then
Finally looking her square in the eye. “We are
Watchers, what are we allowed to do…I am
Not permitted to do anything to this world!”

She squinted. “There is some plot in your eyes!”

“I am not plotting anything for Earth!” He
Insisted…then turned to his readings…”The
Pilgrim ship is heading for Earth…They will no
Doubt be searching for fuel…and to repair
Their vessel.”

Her eyes fluttered madly as she looked about
For some clue to what she was seeing…Had
All reason vanished? She eyed him through
The corner of her eye…”They lost their fuel…
By accident did they?”

“Somehow they did.” He answered her, studying
The ship…”I wonder who they are? What tribe,
Family or clan…The names vary…I wonder…”

“And you need to think this in your bare skin?”
She asked watching him…

“They are always exploring…seeking out new worlds…
A new home…to house and independently grow
Their own beliefs.” Apollo theorized aloud…He looked
Up and commanded the view screen, “Display
The Pilgrim ship approaching.” At once the ship
Was displayed…It was a large saucer shaped
Vessel…rather plain looking…”Do you recognize
The make of it?”

Ceres could not keep her mouth closed…His actions…
His entire manner…”Are you trying to torment me?”
She quickly turned to Camlo, “Do you see this?
He’s tormenting me, isn’t he? He is tormenting me
Like some lewd school boy!”

Camlo only shook his head…He could not speak…
The sight of Apollo sitting there…naked…so calmly…
And Ceres so vexed…Words were impossible!

Apollo studied the screen intensely…His thoughts…
He had seen many different star ships in his life. Honestly,
After a while they all began to look the same…
Geometric design…Polished…Shiny…Smooth…
The shapes varied with each race…This one bore
Nothing significant…nothing original…

He began to scan its interior…Approximately
10,000 humans on board…And they carried animals,
Plants of their world…Everything they needed to
Build a proper colony…another prim and rigid
Conformed world.

“Do you hear me?” Ceres asked, still stunned.

He was lost in thoughts, ideas…fantasies…
The pilgrims possessed a reasonable technology…
Even far superior to those that settled the Earth
Once…Interesting…He wondered what they
Would think of Earth, its natives…Hmm…

“Are you there?” Ceres persisted…She studied
The seriousness of his face…then followed his
Eyes to the view screen, then back to his face again.

He leaned forward and held his chin…staring
At the ship, then a smile very slowly spread across his

She could not believe her eyes…His face, that
Expression. “Say something…Your eyes, your ears…
Your voice, is it there? Have you suffered some
Internal trauma? Will you ever shave this
Insanity? Say something.”

“The Pilgrim ship is desperate,” he said quite calmly
Without looking at her, “They will be here

“That is all you have to say…of THIS?” Ceres
Almost shouted. “The Pilgrim ship has forced you
To strip?”

“Are you bothered by something Ceres?” he asked,
Stretching and flexing his arms and shoulders.

Her jaw dropped…Her ears! His words! She took a
Step back, then spun once staring around the
Room as if by doing so it would find her reasons…
Then she saw his uniform laying on the floor
And grabbed it, and turned to him. “Could you
Please put brains back on?”

“That?” He said stiffly, flexing, stretching…
Yawning…all the while staring at the Pilgrim ship.
“Oh no I’m not putting that on again.”

“What?” she threw his uniform down hard.
“Never? You are joking! You are telling me you
Are to never to wear anything again?!”

“I did not say that.” Apollo said, leaning back
In his chair finally meeting her eyes. He cocked his
Eyebrow…”Is that all that you see? Does it
Bother you?”

“Does it bother me?” she arched her neck,
Her jaw…trying to control what she wanted to really
Say. “Is the sight of you…supposed to…what, have
Me swoon? Adore the Great Apollo, the handsome
Man…What should I say or think?” she spat.

“Great? Handsome?” He smiled with pride. “Why
Thank you, Ceres.”

She thought her chin would literally fall right to
The floor…All sense was GONE, ALL OF IT. “You
Are impossible. You are a vulgar, impossible BOY!”

“Vulgar?” he replied calmly…eyeing Camlo who was
Still stuck in silent shock. “Its completely natural…
Its not as though I am trying to seduce you.”

“Don’t flatter yourself,” she told him sternly. “A
Moment ago everything was fine.”

“Yes,” he thought out loud, “A moment ago…everything
Was different…Sometimes all it takes is a

Frustrated, she could only stand there and blink…
To find a word…To find a reason…It was

Just then there was a dull bell sounding
From the walls…Then Camlo was announcing
There was a transmission…from the capitol…
He looked worried, but announced “There
Is an incoming check-in…from Dorin…” He
Pressed a button…Then the view screen changed
To Dorin’s image…as he sat in his enormous
Office at the capitol back home…

The seconds weighed heavily…the moment

Ceres faced the screen of Dorin, very dignified…
With only a slight smile as she awaited his
Reaction…and forthcoming reprimand of Apollo’s

“Greetings…” Dorin began nobly…with
A condescending tone that sharply ended in

Apollo smiled with wicked eyes and a charming
Grin then stood up as tall as he could spread
His shoulders…so stiff and straight and tall
That every muscle in his body flexed.
“Greetings sir, how are you?”


Ceres began to smile sarcastically…awaiting some
Harsh words exchanged…but nothing happened.
Just silence…Confused, she eyed everyone…
Camlo was still stunned…Apollo stood to her
Right just as bare and tall and proud as before…
But Dorin remained silent…no expression.
The silence was deafening. Was she still awake?

Apollo eyed the ever over zealous Dorin politely
But with concealed mischief…There was some
Invisible exchange going on…


Ceres was about to greet their egotistic leader
When she noticed only the slightest trace of
Color on Dorin’s cheeks…He was flushed?

“Is everything alright there?” Dorin finally
Said…but it was like he had trouble talking…

“Yes sir,” Apollo said in a deep voice, “Everything
Is fine.”

“Well then,” Dorin said, “I will leave you for
Another time…” He stretched out the farewell
Then the screen fell blank…

He had done nothing!
Ceres slowly turned to Apollo…”Dorin blushed!”
It was slightly there but still he blushed!”

Apollo held his mischievous smile, “No, he
Couldn’t have.” He sat down slowly then
Resumed to study the Pilgrim ship…Inside he
Knew Dorin had sensed the vessel…but something
Else…blotted out all of his great mind.

Ceres reviewed what happened…”How did you
Do that?”

“Do what?” Apollo asked her…carefree and completely

“That big giant head of his…” Ceres couldn’t
Finish the sentence…The notion seemed too
Impossible…but at the moment everything was.
She eyed Apollo…His casualness was insane!
“Fine,” she declared…”If this is how it is
How it is going to be…” Then she marched
Out of the room…To her quarters…

“You upset her.” Camlo said timidly.

“That was not my intention.” Apollo told him.

“I do not understand.” Camlo replied.

“What is there to question?” Apollo asked. “So
Many questions…Too many questions…If you
Simply watched and listened…You would not
Have to question anything.”

A few minutes later…Ceres reappeared…
Apollo caught the sound of her footsteps
And looked up…Then his jaw dropped…

Beaming…her eyes aglow with her own mischief
Ceres slowly strolled into the room wearing
This shimmering red dress…The bodice adorned
With gold and pink pearls and coral gemstones…
That supported and emphasized her curves
Perfectly…Her hour glass shape, the way she
Moved and walked…hips swaying…with
Curvy legs that strut…revealed by the long slit
Of the shiny silk-like length of dress as it
Bounced around her as though the air itself
Had woven a red cloth to play with…She was
A vision…

Holding her head up high as she could and walked passed
Him with a smile…She then took her seat
At the console and proceeded with her work
As usual…

He watched her, now he was stunned…”That
Is some dress.”

“My mother’s gift to me…”She said…
Not looking at him…as she played with
Her hair behind her neck…”I wanted to
Put on something more comfortable.”

“I can see that.” He told her. Still, the
Way she moved, even sitting there…her
Posture was unlike before…It’s like he was
Seeing her for the first time…Glamorous…
Royal…The princess he had imagined…
“If it makes you…comfortable…”

“It does.” She said.

“Then fine.” He replied.

“The Pilgrim ship…”Ceres said then…as she noticed
The signals; she too could monitor it at her panel.

“Ah yes.” Apollo had lost his thoughts…But he
Found it hard not to look at her…Wide-eyed
He shook his head…he leaned back in his
Chair…he curved his lip…played with his tongue
Inside his mouth…his mind fermented ideas…

Then he sat forward heavily…Deep
In thought…and leaned his elbow on his knee…
And became lost in thoughts…

She turned to his silence…Saw him sitting
There…pondering…”The Great Thinker.”

He laughed. “Perhaps one day I shall
Pose for a portrait or statue this way.”

“I am sure you will find a way to render
The idea possible.” She playfully teased him.
“Commemorate your moments of ideas.”

“It’s possible.” He said. “All artwork is
Inspired someway…for a purpose…”

“Oh yes,” she said, “I am sure everything you do
Require clues for eternity…”

He smiled…Then sighed…and watched her…his
Secret inspiration…”The Pilgrim ship,” he
Said to her…”Its here now…Passing over one
Of the lower continents. Oh no…”

“What is it?” she asked…

“Their lack of fuel will force them to land…”
He told her…

“As expected?” She went on…

“Yes, but…as for where,” he explained…”They
Have come across a primal native group…One
A bit different than the others…That commit
Human sacrifices…”

“What?!” Ceres spat in shock…”They do what?”

Apollo thought hard…What had he done?
“The Mayans are in the midst of some ritual blood
Ceremony…a sacrifice of a young girl…to their gods
Or whatever…The Pilgrim ship…They are witnessing it now…
This very moment.” He squeezed his eyes and sighed
In grief.

“That’s awful!” Ceres exclaimed…”Those savages,
They sacrifice their own people!?”

Apollo touched his brow…weary. “I can only
Imagine what such…spiritual space travelers
Must think of this…”

“And you brought them here!” Ceres shook her head.

“I did not confess that!” He told her.

“I’m sure.” She stood to her feet gritting her teeth and
Walked over to him; all sarcasm…”Your schemes…
The stones of the willful…fantasy-eyed playful Apollo…
They’re all true…now here you expose yourself…
(The words had very expansive meanings…obviously.)
What will you do? You must do…something.”

He thought for a moment… “I will have to go to them…
Go to them and see for myself who they are…and
What can be done of this.”

“What?!” Ceres shouted…but how could she be
Surprised…he was impossible! “Not like that you’re
Not!” She left the room quickly to grab a simple
White drape that hung outside the hallway…a frivolous
Decoration for a window, then brought it back to
Throw it over him, “Cover yourself with this
At least, for their sake, PLEASE!”

“Fine,” he weakly agreed, dragged it over
One shoulder to let it hang over him, then
Wrapped it around himself crudely to let the rest
Hang over his arm… “How is this?”

She groaned, “Somewhat better.”

“Let me adjust the time…” He pressed a few
Buttons…Then reached over to the armrest…
Where it opened to conceal a collection of crystals.
He grabbed one, “I shall use one of our telepath
Crystals to visit their dreams as they sleep
So as not to be obvious and find out the details
More closely for myself.”

“Now you wish to be less obvious?” Her eyes bulged.
“Now…? Oh I can not contain myself, I am
Going with you,” she then too snatched a crystal
From the box, “I have to see thins…if as well to
Assure that you follow some trace of
Good behavior!” Again…was that possible?

“Fine.” He sighed then smiled and shook
His head… “If it pleases you to accompany me…
To watch me…” His grin was more than playful.

“Dear Heaven,” she rolled her eyes… “Control
Your fantasies please!”

The Pilgrim ship…
Hovered over the continent known as South America…
They were a kind, simple people…Their Commander
Had ordered the descent to the lush green and blue
Planet to quietly find some resources of fuel…
Fair skinned…Tall and graceful, they were very
Spiritual people…leading very simple lives…Their
Quest like many others from their homeworld
Was only to found a new colony somewhere…
Where they could live in peace and quiet…but they
As all did knew to avoid this region of space…as
It had become annexed by the Dark Empire
Ages ago…But they were desperate and had to
Act…some mysterious fault had dislodged all of
Their fuel…Thus forcing them to make a brief
Run to this…Earth…to find what they could and
Then quickly leave…

Their immediate arrival to Earth was horrific…
They encountered a very primitive degenerate
Human species…in the midst of some revolting
Blood sacrifice to a supernatural force they
Regarded as a God…A presence that was in
Fact that of the Dark Empire’s evil patriots
From a non physical dimension…

They held a lot, refused to interfere…and scanned
For fuel sources of gold…copper…and tourmaline
Crystals that could be revised into energy…

That night…That first night…In the Commander’s
Bed chamber…as he and his wife slept…They
Were visited…seemingly in their dreams…

Bathed in ethereal light…The forms of a
Magnificent man and a flawlessly beautiful woman
Materialized at the foot of the Commander’s bed…

“Hello there…” The Celestial Man called to
The Commander…scaring he and his wife awake…

The Commander, a tall blond bearded man of
Seasoned age sat up and wild eyed to the dreamy
Visitors…Stunned, he shook his wife then awake…
Then she, a tall fair and pretty golden haired
Woman of seasoned age sat up…saw the visitors
And clung to her husband in fear…Who, what
Were they witnessing?

“Don’t be afraid,” the specter in the robe told
Them… “I am only here to greet you.” He
Watched their faces closely…They were indeed…
Innocent of mind…And while they did possess
Some psychic gifts…They could not at all match
Apollo’s abilities ever. “Who are you to
This world of ours?”

Ceres eyed Apollo closely.

“We are the Elvar,” the Commander told the
Specter…in awe and fascination. “The
Elvar of Pelos…And you, may I ask are?”

“I am Apollo, the Great Lord of Earth.”

Ceres jaw dropped as she watched him. She said
Nothing…just stared in shock.

“Pelos?” Apollo asked… “I know of all
The stars in Heaven…That name escapes
Me. Where is it?”

“A crowded star system,” the Commander
Told him… “Some call it the Seven Sisters…
As it was colonized by seven vessels from
Our true distant homeworld that was
Destroyed ages ago.”

“Ah…” Apollo said. “I see. The Ancestral
Human Home World that fell to the Dark Empire.”

“Yes…” The Commander said in awe… “Apollo, sir…
Are you spirit, a spirit of Earth? Some sort of
Guardian? Or are you more than that?”

“More or less that is what I am…” Apollo
Only revealed.

“What?” the Commander said, looking at his
Wife…She was too timid to speak. “I don’t—“

Apollo thought hard. “What is your name…
Your tongue…Your family line?”

The Commander was shocked to be asked
Such things by a spirit… “I command our ship…
My name is El’Adan…this is my wife El’Lena…
Our tongue is the Elvar…On Pelos, we
Are of the House of El…Of the Danu…
But my ship carries colonists from the houses
Of M and O…such as M’Jan, my First Officer…
O’Tel, my Second…The tribes and clans of
The Tuatha…and the Ruatha…The Royals
And the Great Builders of All Things.”

“Ah, oh really?” Apollo asked… “Did you say
The Danu? My Ceres is
A great Goddess of the Danu…Her father
Was the greatest king of the Danu ura…From
The 1st home of all humans.”

“How dare you!” Ceres whispered. “How could
You say that to him?! The rash nerve that
You have!”

“Goddess Ceres of the Danu?” El’Adan asked.
“The 1st home?!” He and his wife looked at
Each other shocked…stunned… “Leah, Leahndar?”

“Yes,” Apollo told them, “That is where she is

Ceres thought she might explode with rage.

“By the Heavens, this gift!” El’Adan exclaimed.
“There are only legends of our ancient home…
The Great King Markan…He married the 7
Sisters…who birthed him the 25 children…
Angels spared them from destruction by
Hiding them in space…and time…The legends—“

“Yes, we know them…” Apollo said as if
Bored… “Let me ask you…Please…stay
With us on this Earth a while…But ignore
The natives you have seen this day…They are
Deeply tormented by ritualistic beliefs…We
Are in the process of fighting evil on
This Earth…The Dark Empire…I would
Appreciate your cooperation by helping us…”

“Of course Lord Apollo,” El’Adan said…
“How could we help you?”

“Dear God!” Ceres whispered harshly… “Does
Your ego know no end?! What are you doing?”

Apollo looked firm and noble… “Go to the
Lands of the North East of here…You will
Find the Emerald Isles…Islands of
Rolling hills and lush meadows…much like
The worlds you once called home…Hide
Amongst the natives there…Stay a while…
Rebuild your fuel supplies…Then I will
Visit you again…I would just like your
Opinions on things. Go now…I will see you
Again.” Then he and Ceres vanished…

With fevered excitement…at daybreak
Commander El’Adan took the ship exactly
Where Lord Apollo told him…There they
Landed in a forest of rolling hills and meadows…
It was exactly as Apollo had told him…Just
Like their old home.

Immediately back at the ship…Ceres
Tore into Apollo’s attitude… “How could you
Say that to them?” She yelled. “Those
Simple people! You just built yourself into a
God to them!”

“And you their Goddess,” he smiled at her
As he sat in the Captain’s chair, “You are
Of the Danu…aren’t you?”

“You are impossible!”

And so it went…The torrents of time…
Moments, minutes, hours to Ceres and Apollo…
Months to the Elvar of the Danu, the Tuatha
Of the Dannon…and the Ruatha…

Hidden in the wood from the local natives…
They watched as they were asked…and awaited
Another visit from the Celestial Apollo and his
Goddess…Little did they know that there
Was not much difference between them all…
Save for the time…The technology…
The secrets of experience…

But for the local primitive natives it
Was very different…

To them…And their primal minds of survival,
The clothes of animal skin they wove…and
The way they lived…To them they had seen
A great falling star come…And they saw
Glimpses of ethereal beings in the woods…
Watching them…stories around campfires
Were born…Rumors…Fantasies…

And the locals were very ruddy, and war-like…
Always fighting…wisdom was found in
Strength and providing food and shelter…life
Was cruel…Beliefs were simple…God was a
Dream…and evil was everywhere…in their
Daily lives and nightmares…Fear made them
Fight for simple things…Sex made them
Savage…And they fought in clans over
These things constantly…Territories were
Essential to survive…And the best held the
Best hunting…The weak fed the strong…
Women were servants, as were children…
The only legacy that existed was a
Short desperate hard life…then death…

To the Elvar what they saw was abominable…
They did not regard the natives of Earth as
Humans at all…There was no self control
Or kindness or value of life…
But then…How did a superior race compare?

The on one cold rainy night…
There had been a terrible battle that day
Between tribes…one that left many dead…
They had fought with clubs and crudely
Forged swords and knives…Blood soaked the
Woods and streams…it was awful…

Against her father’s orders…A young fair
Daughter of El’Adan…EL’Miren was her name
Had ridden with her friends through the woods
On their one-horned horse-kke steeds…to find
Local plant life for study…As twilight fell…
And the locals had retreated to their campfires,
Huts and shelters…
El’Miren and her friends stumbled upon
The gruesome battlefield remains of bodies…
On a small stony river…
Shocked…They had never seen anything
Like it before…They, in their fine hooded
Cloaks…left their steeds to study the bodies…
They were horrified…
How could such brutal things exist?

Then she found him draped over a large rock
Barely breathing…This savage…near death…
EL’Miren touched his back then he rolled
Over hard to the ground…
What a scene…she in her pale ivory cloak…
And he in his bloody deerskin…
“What is it?” Her friend EL’Jin asked, a fair
Young red-headed girl.

“I,” EL’Miren struggled with the words…the sight
Of his face…There was something there…beneath
The beard and tawny skin… “I think it’s a man.”

“That thing is a man?” Her friend EL’Den
Asked, a young man with similar features
And amber colored hair.

EL’Miren thought long and hard…
She saw him struggle for breath…his throat
Had been torn open…yet he lived…somehow.

Her gentle nature…the terrible scene…she
Couldn’t let him die like that…something
Moved her. So she convinced her friends to
Help her carry him home…to their ship…
Where secretly she hid him…nursed him…

There she washed his wounds…cleaned his
Skin…like she might some hurt animal…
Against her friends wishes she did this…
But as she cleaned him up…
Beneath the dirt and blood and scabs
And matted hair…and beard that she shaved
Off…What she found was not an animal…
But a man…a very tortured abused man.
Who was in fact about her age.

She and her two friends were shocked…
More and more each day as they nursed
Him…healed him…until one day he spoke…

Garbled brute words came from his mouth…
They couldn’t understand…
EL’Miren took a crystal…held it
To his temple…
“Can you understand me?” she asked.

“Am I dead?” He asked… “Has God taken me?”

“No,” she told him sweetly, “You are alive. We
Found you by the river…”

“You are not spirits of the afterlife?” He
Asked, eyes wide…scared…

“He is an idiot!” EL’Den said. “He thinks this
Is Heaven…The fool can’t even think.”

EL’Miren scowled at her temperamental arrogant
Friend. “No, you’re alive. We nursed you…I
Nursed you back to health…”
She watched his face as he began to cry…
His eyes, his tears…moved her so…
“I must be punished…to live?”
She gasped…sensing his thoughts…
He was aware more than they knew…
Life was agony to him…
Death was but some sweet reward…
A dream he hoped for…it made her cry.

“He’s an idiot, an animal.” EL’Den said.

“Does an animal cry?” EL’Miren asked…
Watching him…her eyes, his eyes… “Does
An animal pray for death to save themself
From a life they despise? He wants to die…”

“Why?” Her friends asked…they could not
Understand…The savages fought constantly…
There was no reason in them…They killed
As if life had no meaning…Blood was in their
Daily lives…why would this one seek death?

“Don’t you want to live?” EL’Miren asked him.

He looked at her, at them…he’d never seen
Such beautiful people…The room…The bed…
The place he laid upon…he could not
Understand the grandeur…
He could not answer her…

“What is your name?” She asked…

“Togarth…” He told her, “Son of Chief Grufton.”

And from there it only grew…
Words became talks that became lessons…
Lessons that became knowledge…
And then virtue…
She exposed him to a world beyond his own,
And he embraced it and learned…

Her friends became scared by this transformation
And fled…they didn’t know what to do…
As EL’Miren and Togarth grew closer…
Until the beauty that he beheld
With her golden locks and heavenly eyes
Gave him a heart…he had to love…

And from that love…came a child…
A baby boy…
But when her father learned of this,
Of this secret she kept…he became enraged…
That his prized precious daughter
Could lay with such a savage…an animal?
He tossed the young man out…
And the child…and condemned his
Daughter for what she had done…
Consorting with a lower life…

The Elvar expelled Togarth back into
The primal woods from whence he came…
With a tiny baby under his arms…
But when he tried to return home to
His people…They could not…
Would not recognize him…
And began a ceremony of judgement…
They said he had been bewitched by
The forest spirits…and had to vote with
Tribal elders on what to do.

Back on the ship…
Ceres and Apollo watched the entire
Thing…Apollo was disappointed…he had
Thought more of the Elvar than that…

But Ceres became enraged…
“This is not, IS NOT, ending this way!”
She declared.

“What can we do?” Apollo asked confused.

“What can we do?” She asked…His
Way of thinking amazed her…For all of
His scheming…now he was absent of ideas?
“Why must I be the one to resolve things
With any common sense at all?”

“What?” He only asked.

“Follow me,” Ceres instructed…That icy blue
Rage filling her eyes… “We are going to pay a
Little visit to the locals and then Elvar…”

First…they went to Togarth’s village…
The winds blew and lightening filled the sky…
Thunder…Ceres and Apollo appeared…
She spoke…They listened…
The village was dumbstruck…terror filled
Their eyes…
As Ceres commanded their attention with
The rage of a Mother Bear…
In a language they knew…She told them…
“If you harm that baby, that young
Man…you’re dead…I will turn all of
Nature against you…Do you understand?”

There was no argument…It was fast, simple…
She had them scared to death…
Their simple minds had never seen
Anything like it…To them it was
And act of God…

Next to the Elvar…In similar fashion…
Before an assembly of all the nobility and
Military regiment…Ceres and Apollo
Appeared to the masses…Her anger merciless
This time…
“You,” she told the commander, “You call
Yourself, yourselves an advanced race…
Yet you commit the greatest crime…By
Pride because your precious daughter lay
With what you call an animal? Ha!
You are superior…superior in acts of
Stupidity! This Grand position you make
For yourselves…Pilgrims of the Stars…
Consider better values…
This, a message I send to ALL above
And beyond that consider themselves
Higher Beings…
Life is not something you toy with,
Especially a child’s life…
No advanced race pardons themselves
Beyond others…
They TEACH others…
So that others can learn and too follow
And grow with less pain than they suffer…
That is how it should be…

Now I tell you this…
Teach them lf this world…your knowledge
So they can grow too…
And you make sure that baby has a
Good life…for he is of your blood…
And you can base that responsibility now.

If you fail to do this…I will see
To it that you never leave this world EVER.”

Then Ceres and Apollo returned to the ship.
Upon which they were met by a very
Troubled transmission from Dorin…
He had heard of their behavior
Then put the ship on lock down…

“Do you two not know what not
Interfere means?” He taunted then
Punished them…To watch in silence
What was done…what was to come…
The result of their actions…
To watch and not do anything…

“So this is how you came here?” I asked
Them… “To this point?”

“Yes.” Varence confessed… “But the
Elvar left eventually…after leaving
Their mysterious marks around the world.”

“His scheme was to generate humans to
Advance on Earth…” Ceres said…

“The riddles and connections lay
Therin…” Varence said… “Ties to the
Stars…Your brothers and sisters…”

“But what about Togarth and EL’Miren
And the baby?” I asked.

“That was the happy ending,” Ceres
Smiled… “She came back for him…The
Baby grew up and stayed…But Togarth
Went with her to the Stars…”

“And so it was, and is…” Varence smiled…
“That to their descendents…to their Star
Seeds they return…to visit and come for…
To this day…and that My Friend is your
Worlds hope for the future…Do you
Understand now?”

There is still more to come…






  1. has any one else felt today like u had less energy today ?

    i was felt realy week today… energy is now coming back but i felt so drained the whole morning till evening =/

  2. Once again thank you Bill, Lida and dreamwalker for sharing this lovely messages. I live in britain and its funny that a few months back (november i think) as i was waiting for a bus, on a rainy dark evening, i hear in my mind a psst..psst and as i look down, there is a raven to whom i say hello and was surprised that he was so close. To my hello he answerd yes it is me that wish to talk to you and looked me in the eye. I said ok you welcome to tell me your message, he said pay attention to my kind, as we will notice and guide you to what is going to happen next, this will happen soon so be ready look into your skyes for guidance and we will be there for you my lady. I thanked him and expected him to leave but he didnt stayed with me until my bus arrived. I didnt quite understood what happened that evening, but this message helped me understand it. So thank you

    • Hi Claudia – I have a connection to Ravens too – my avatar is of a cedar statue of Raven discovering the first men and women in a clamshell. That clamshell looks a lot like something else… But is also a metaphor for our own journey “out of darkness”. Thank you for sharing your experience. You can ask them questions and they will answer. ❤

      • Hi dreamwalker, its amazing i was deffenalty not expecting it at all. I felt really honoured to be approached by nature. They know alot more than us. And thank you for your reply. As i normally dont share many of my experiencies because when i was a child and did so i got told i was insane and family even took me to drs to get tested for mental illness wich came back negative the five times they tested me lol.

        • im sorry to hear that =(

          i find it so sad what parents do when the kids are not like all the others… how fast these inhuman people call everything a illness… i think its even considered an illness when a kid is a kid these days =/

          ravens are some clever birds i hear they have a sense of humor as well

          • Its ok, i forgive who did it to me. It wasnt my parents as i didnt live with them, my mum abandoned me a few months after i was born and my dad couldnt look after me by himself. Was my aunt.. i use to scare her with what i said hehe. Too much for some to handle. For alot of my childhood i use to think i wasnt from this planet and used to spend most nights awake looking into the stars waiting for my real family.

            • I LOVED to do that as child as well and even today… i could watch for hours the night sky but where i live i see so seldom the stars =/

              im sorry to hear that to =(
              i hope u feel loved and liked in here =) because we all gonna send u some hugs =)

            • You found them 🙂 most of us have had similar experiences… I told my mum the truth of what happened and she maintained everything is in my imagination. I realized she has a right to her perception / perspective as long as she wants to hold onto it, just as I have a right to mine. It’s like how a child needs to have a childhood – so too the spirit needs to have a limited / separate experience.

              I know someone else who can talk to animals that way – she made a business of it, connecting dogs to their people. I’d love to hear more about your Raven friend, if he comes around again.

              • Thanks steffman, i can feel it. Looking into the stars is still a hobby of mine, i still hope to see the family time to time but im more settled now to why i have to be here right now. And it is all worth it. One of my daughter first words was moon as i take her outside at night and show her the night sky. 😉
                And dreamwalker ive had more encounters with the ravens since them, spot them more often and they wisper that winds of change will be felt very soon, their main message is to keep attention to nature. I have connection to other animals to. My eldest cat was very depressed as a kitten and young cat so i asked him to show me why and how i could help him. What he showed me was wow.. he showed me his real self and where he came from hes from the lion people and is here to assist too. He even showed me the lions gate and how to access it. Real cool stuff. I love that we all can chat and understand each other here, it is conforting to know that there are loads more ppl like us. 😌

    • i like the beard ^^ got one my self and i call it with love my spartan beard hehe but my grows in all kinds of direction… so i got to keep mine shortish =)

      • Thanks! lol Same here! i know what you mean! I generally just like to keep my goatee, it suits me fine… until it gets too long then i start over again lol. =)

  3. Hi guys, yes it was a solid day of shovelling snow. 3 feet as requested! (I’m good with weather that way…)

    To post an image here on WordPress is a bit tricky… You’ll need to use some html code. There’s a tutorial here:

    The address to the image goes in between the quotation marks next to the src tag. You’ll also need an alt tag – empty quotes for that is fine. You can also add a width to it, if you wish. When you add images from the web, be careful of posting really large images… These can slow down the site ( especially for folks in eastern- european countries with slow internet connections…)

    The image you post has to live somewhere on the web – these can be added to wordpress by creating a blank blog post / add media, and it will give you an address for the image in the image properties. That address then goes into your carefully- crafted image tag… If you leave out required bits, the tag won’t post.

    Easier way is to let me know – I’ll touch base with you and post the image for you once you send it.

    Enjoy 🙂

  4. Dear sweet brother, David, you anyhow deserve and indeed own the love of the ones who really know you ! Here, I want to thank Stefan’s super kindness for reminding our David in time of ” the very caution” about preventing from being targeted by the malevolent ones. Even in terms of the connection in astral level, the very caution is indispensable.

    Yes, we are not to forget the very fact that among the readers, there are this kind of malevolent ones. That’s why Valiant has to use riddles, metaphors, etc and exposes himself for protecting the very one(s) who has/have never revealed themselves. My dear angel, David….being such an ordinary human being, I know my limit, having no way to always be “right”, nor “objective,” I hence appreciate your resonance and encouragement. I do have had felt so much warm from you, your kindness !!! I’m the oldest child among my siblings, so…how much I want to give you a big hug to show you an older sister’s love and appreciation for you delicate spirituality and comprehension !!!

    Dear Brianna, God…how much I envy your linguistic capacity, it’s so incredible !!! Not only so, your bravery and mastering well both the masculine and feminine qualities !!! I anyhow appreciate and expect the reunion. However, it’s pity that we are indeed still in a very difficult circumstance where we have to try our hard to protect our ones.

    So, personally, at least for this moment, I think it’s OK that we the resonated ones just connect with each other with our hearts, via pyramids, the kingdom of elements (including minerals). Literally saying, it’s rather like some kind of mutual knowing, trust, and each one just lights her/himself on her/his geographical point, knowing that her/his spiritual family members are doing the same things, along with each other, celebrating together this very beauty!

    I proposed that in the previous comment just for an utopian wish, and it’s really OK that we just let “the love & light flow” be led by our hearts, instinct (rather than mind), privately. It’s just something like that the peace, warmth, happiness are shared among each one of us, with our most beloved family in silence. Even intention, will, impulse would be unnecessary to be brought in on purpose. I believe the alchemy is to take place first in astral and ehteral level. Then we shall know what to do according to the latest visible physical reality. It’s after all WE who change and form first the astral and etheral realities !!!

    Here, again, I cannot skip my appreciation to you the ones (including the very steady brother R, who has always known me so well)’ kind encouragement and support to me, a timid one. Though I still cannot recall any part of my past lives, I trust and follow that kind of resonance, warmth or déjà vu when reading, seeing someone(s)’ and appreciate the ones who are willing to respond ans keep sharing. For this moment, it’s already quite a reward for me.

    In the end of this comment, may this melody along with beautiful picture warm all your hearts.

    • Feilla, what beautiful music ! I love it. i can feel your energy in that music.
      Yes, we all must honor and respect those who wish to remain more silent, as well as those who feel to come out in the open.
      All are needed, you are so right about the work being done both in etherical and planet levels.
      Thank you ! For your soft yet strong energy.
      Much love and hugs to you ❤

      • My super powerful, wise and sweet Brianna, yes, exactly like what you said….we both need this kind of visible exchange, as well as try to protect well ourselves all. The ones on the stage are inevitably being more targeted. In this regards, I invite you the resonated ones to permanently send more light and blessings to these super brave, angelic ones who keep steadily standing in the front ! This is really a quite chaotic and difficult period of time, however, you ladies, heros can just lift the ones’ hearts up, such as mine !!! It’s I who cannot thank you all enough !!!

    • yeah i know about the photo ordeal… its just that Feilla gave me a good idea.. then i remembered i have WordPress too! lol i’ll post then post on here lol!
      Hope y’all are staying warm …maybe dancing ? with some cake? lol
      At these times of year i’m kinda glad i live in the desert lol.
      =) Namaste. Many blessings!

      • Dear David, how adorable and sweet you are. Yes you just warm again my heart. Today, I in fact have being thinking to share a story with you…about my connection with a very closed spiritual family in another semi-sphere who might be at your age or a little bit older than you.

        Just one day before he contacted me, I did get one of the 15 symbols which are called sacred circuits ( during the meditation. I could know this symbol, also thanks to Dreamwalker. My psychic level is not that awesome, can merely depend on some flash of signs (such as Runes) , symbols, Latin letters or patterns receiving in meditation. It’s rather the other seniors in this group who could even get Eastern characters, or even more awesome, though they don’t read those languages at all. Among them, there is of course the one who has been so enthusiastic to answers us guys. Returning back to the very subject, thanks to that symbol, I knew there would be another spiritual family who appear to me.

        However….he, like you, was born in a similar situation and has suffered so much. In my entourage (though saying so, in 3D life, I still never met anyone of them in person), there are quite lots of young starseeds born in 90s’ who seem to have a similar circumstance in family. So…I hope this story may help even encourage you and some more other younger ones…

        As to this brother who contacted me, right the next day after I had got that hint in meditation…Each crystal he bought, after he tried so hard saving the money for just getting one quartz, was just broken for various causes. Or the energy of those crystals were really not that nice…. In regards to our exchange, as he asked me something about crystal, honestly, in the beginning, the tone reflected in his mail to me was in fact a little bit aggressive. I just felt that he didn’t take my suggestion at all, and even got mad at what I said. After sending the last mail, I didn’t get his reply any more…until one year later. However, before getting his new, that failure never shacked my believe that he is such an authentic spiritual family. I didn’t know the reason, but just felt that way. However, I should admit in the begging I somehow felt hurt.

        Now I cannot recall any more why he contacted me again, only remember that he told me when reading my last letter to him, his tears just fell like waterfall. Honestly, I really cannot recall what did I say in that letter. I only remember, I knew what I was doing is guided by some invisible divine kindness. Then, as time went by, there are so many things keep coming, happening, changing. Since we had that new contact, I’ve been shocked by him again and again for this awesome talent, intuition, compilation, sychronicity with me. He…is also an artist, and I’m so proud of him. I don’t know what’s our relationship was in our past life/lives, but to me it doesn’t matter at all.

        Dear David, if you agree, pls allow our love to accompany you to heal first that regret and solitude. We can be healed, and that scars are going to be more and more blurred. Particularly now you know you are not alone at all !!!

        As to dreams, I generally cannot recall my dreams. However, I don’t and cannot regret at all for this bad amnesia. As the most important dreams are still that solidly impressed and remind me of some important things, people in time, to me that’s already quite nice. There are indeed some tricks to catch more memory about our dreams. It’s owing to my laziness, I didn’t try hard.

        Here, another nice stuffs to share with you…something I personally feel so resonated with.

        Pyramids helping connection (I don’t own them in 3D way, only have pictures in my collection) :

        page of the very site :

        Selenite : for demagnetizing and nice connection
        Selenite Lamp, if you are resonated, too, is also something super powerful, but rather in tender way !

        David…I just saw your photo…just that déjà vu….and if you don’t mind…really just like a super adorable brother !!! However….honestly, I really cannot tell your age at all….just like an no-age-angel !!! I cannot describe what a deeply warmth that you just gave me. Thank you so so so so much, my sweetest angel !!!

        I’ve been after in silence for quite a long time, and cannot imagine how can I be so wordy now…

        You just indicated “dancing”! Before going to junior high school, I was so crazy for dancing, ballet, CN dancing, and even thought to go to dance school after a dance teacher’s encouragement. However, my mom thought I was too young to make such an important decision to decide my career that early. If I chose that path, my life would be quite quite different. I think she might be right….Then after six years-long life period as a machine for coping with exams, I just lose for good that kind of physical sense and softness…very big lose and regret in my life. Then after 20, I turned to dedicate myself more in CN martial arts, just only for enhancing my courage and spirituality. Thanks to some marvelous fate, I was led to some kind of mutated version of Taijiquan that we called Taiji daoyin 太極導引, which just can be practiced as dance, a super great combination of all martial arts, dance and qigong. Sorry for that I cannot find the very English interpretation in time.

        If this won’t bore you, this reputed TW theater, Cloud Gate dance may present this…all there dancers were trained and just merge together this kind of martial arts in their dances. This theater ( has dedicated in integrating Eastern and Western, Traditional and Modern elements.

        Short version of “Moon Water” by Cloud Gate :
        Long version of “Moon Water” by Cloud Gate :

        Speaking of “cake,” that’s something I’ve no way to resist…After being vegan from vegetarian, I keep looking for and trying some vegan cake recipes…if you are interested to, this is really an awesome site :

        As we are still in full moon, I think it’s not late yet to share the picture of moon cakes here:

        Let’s enjoy this sweet full moon together !!!

        • Feilla, dear sweet kinda amazing Feilla, you never fail to lift my spirit. Make me smile or even giggle. Your words delight me beyond any other.. like an angel.
          I know i’m not alone, i’ve known since before 2012 & have sought confirmation from other sources who agreed. Amongst these post i’ve stayed as well…and never have felt alone. I’ve always hoped to be part of a bigger picture, one that i can actually do something about but .. to what degree i don’t yet know.
          Please Feilla!! And anyone else!!
          I had an amazing personal revelation in my life earlier this week!! I did something (in the past i would’ve been sad or mad) & it changed me for the better!! So i feel very cleansed, WAY way much more like myself than i have in years & just truly blessed. So glad i have my higher self guiding me. Anyway … i had to get on WordPress & “put everything to paper” as it were. So please feel free to read.
          I’ve been dancing all week kinda sorta sometimes lol.. & having big muffins (cake) and just loving my life. Also been a little naughty which has been fun… feeling great & ready for spring!
          Thank you dear Feilla i’m off to watch some Cloud Gate Dance now!! And by the way, this summer i’ll be 40…hoping to take a trip or do something…we’ll see.
          Blessings to all.
          I’ll read the new post when i get time! lol …So much to read!

  5. david

    i would love to share stuff like that with u guys in here… but keep in mind that not only we can see this posts but the whole interwebs can access the comment section… well and i guess the the evil ones aswell

    the time for us will come when we see face to face im sure of that !!!! =)

    just dont make yourself a target…. 😉 oh btw doesnt the new x-files thingy starting today ? i saw on the trailer a bit that might explain what im trying to point out… u might wanna catch the first episode 😉

    • The “creeps” know who we are :)))))) Actually, for those who feel like it, why not, it’s a cute idea. I’m sure Dreamwalker can explain that one, how to post a pic.
      I suppose he’s shoveling tons of snow right now, blizzard et all 🙂
      Hugs everyone !
      Oh, afterthought… who wishes can also put a real pic as a gravatar ! But then, yes, realize that it would appear on every blog you may comment on.
      More hugs ! Cake anyone ?

  6. Dear Ones, I can no longer hide in that shell of silence owing to that selfish self-defence, as your love, light, courage, bravery, passion just melt it. It’s a quite hard transmitting period of my life, particularly since last November, when lots of very difficulties just happened, along with some trauma in various aspects, I could not but retreat back into the shell for concentrating rather on this transit-transformation-recovery, to release the fears, to cultivate both the physical and spiritual strength, to get the interior peace and balance. A very hibernation for me to get recovered !

    Then it’s you ladies, messieurs who are so highly powerfully, sufficiently comforting me, healing from the weakness, injuries, sorrow, regrets !

    Dear Brianna, yes, also thanks to the “deadline” of 3 days that you gave, I hence have no more way to stall for that I don’t want to let you down. I cannot thank you, even praise you enough for the efforts you have made to gather all together, so to all you who have dedicated so much time and love, cultivating this field. Thanks to the Lemon cake you brought us (in), the cinnamon rolls Stefan offered, the music of 80s’ are played here, I feel that we are literally celebrating the reunion party in some astral way?! How much I want to share with you at least some picture of our “Moon cakes” which is the very symbol and wish of reunion of family in the mid-Autumn festival, the full moon of the 8th lunar month. Particularly we all are right now facing the last moon of this year of sheep…Pity that my dashboard of wordpress doesn’t allow me to do it in comment. I want to thank you guys for bringing me back to that era, as this is the very period of time when I still kept strong faith. However, it was almost worn out since my late teenage, after a series of terrible competitions in schools, I was just forged into a machine on coping with exams.

    Dear Brianna, I’ve in fact felt there is someone important to me in Romania, after watching this video,, first presented by Dreamwalker (Troy)…After looking for some more photos about this land, this sense gets stronger, though to my 3D mind, it seems to make no sense…As I’m in fact of the background the Far Eastern Asia. Not only owing to our education, but also to the lack of any kinds of substantial exchange, our knowledge of this beautiful land and people is so poor.

    I in fact came from an island closed to that big land where its majority of descendants have believed they are offsprings of dragons (though I’ve to say that in our myths in which there are as well lots of ones about the sacrifice of maidens or kids to the dragon kings beneath the rivers….now we finally make out what this last kind of dragons are). Owing to the political circumstances, this island is used to be relatively isolated, not only in geographical aspect. Flying out of it, it anyhow means going abroad, including to that land beyond the strait, whose people inherit quite part of the same tradition as us.

    Since my childhood, I had wondered what the world beyond the seas and oceans look likw? Are people, things, countries just like what I read in books or saw in TV ? How much I had hoped to have direct exchange with people coming from other sides. Then owing to my crazy for arts, I came to France and have stayed here for almost one forth of my life. So….when knowing that you were born in France, this is so interesting to me !!!

    Being a Far Eastern foreigner living here for such a long time (though it doesn’t feel like so, as time goes too fast), I appreciate more the ones, like you who would like to and are so great at bringing the the diverse cultural elements / ingredients into one gathering/ party !!!

    As I’m not someone good at adapting soon to a new circumstance, particularly, coming from that hemi-sphere where people are used to sense, think, behave, even do exchange in collective way, it’s more difficult for me to find the very rhythm to set me well in this very individualist society. It’s the very contradiction that it’s the very “individualism” which makes my life difficult, but also which helps me release myself from that Eastern collective thinking habits and frame, even own such a relative hermit life as I want and need. So I finally find I cannot survive without anyone of them.

    Undoubtedly, we the ones who can be gathered here, thanks to the very concatenation of efforts of visible and invisible individuals/beings, events, factors, hints , distinct or even blurred memories, etc. I think it’s worth sharing some stories about this here. It in fact took me quite a long time to get the courage to inquire here. It’s first thanks to Konstantinos (our marvelous Greek artist brother born in 90s’) who gave me the first hand. Thanks to our big sister Leslee (an authentic “architect”, also genius “artist” with super elegant test) who built up this great “fantastic castle/ship” which brings the solid possibility of our finding each other, even doing more exchange. Also, thanks to our most generous, erudite, loving and patient guardian angel, Dreamwalker (Troy), who has been so enthusiastic to stand in front, holding that torch for us, lighting our way, showing us more about our lives, to find more our family/ partners and glance more pieces of these world. I of course cannot skip my gratitude to Lida and Valiant’s devotion on evoking those collective, even possible individual memory for us, the ones.

    Honestly, even now, every time when reading his posts, I’ve to keep looking for dictionary. It’s not an easy stuff for me at all. According to my velocity of reading, particularly English reading, I in fact am not capable to digest quite amount of the info in time sufficiently, not only on web, but also in papers. So, I have to say, there are quite amount of important spiritual stuffs in my life are brought by Dreamwalker (Troy). Also thanks to his immense patience on answering my questions, teaching me English, even helping me dealing with spiritual, emotional even substantial life problems, the very gap in my mind between East and West could be melted to some degree. This is the literally spiritual family !!!

    I’m telling this because it’s amazing to me that writing in English now is much less hard than before, thanks to him. And not only so….how much I appreciate him to have brought me so much important knowledge, infos, spiritual family to my life, including you who are reading this.

    I’m in fact specialized in history of art and archaeology of CN, focusing rather on the ancient exchange with the so-called Western Regions, including nomads and India. The factor which enhanced my curiosity about Valiant’s pictures of prophecy just lies in that both the texts and the archaeological finds, according to my knowledge, reflect somethings relevant. As I know, among us, there are some other(s) who has/have related discovery/sense, too.

    It might be worth sharing here…in regards to memory, hints, faiths, meditation, my own sense about these circumstances….

    First, I think we all know this reality is an illusionary matrix in which the infos have been so deeply and vastly manipulated, distorted. So when we read, watch, look at, despite we might think we are reading, watching, looking at the same one, any picture, pattern, letter, color, text, etc which is to be processed with and in our brain/mind, would definitely and inevitably be diverse in eyes and mind of anyone of us, without saying that each one’s nerve system, experience, data which have been reserved in memory are all so divers and would filter all these data/elements in various way. Each one can has her/his own vantage points, as well as the lacks. I have asked myself, if reading more can really sufficiently helps me knowing more ? If I can say, I would only like that I’m rather relatively less misled, than over confident of the knowing depending on a great deal of readings. Particularly, it’s the very moment when timelines and info-grids are so distorted !!! When reading, looking, listening, communicating, some would get the very essence, whereas some others would just be trapped in the literal, certain superficial sign, term, word, owing to the mind state and prejudice, even worse, be led to a totally opposed direction; without saying that it happens so often that there are just codes which are already planted by the malevolent beings which are aiming to mislead us. Here, I have to praise again for Brianna’s beautiful compilation and wisdom !!!

    I myself don’t know which is the better way to discern, comprehend, communicate relatively accurately, I only know the real family will just trust each other, just keep supporting and would like to listen to, to comprehend and share, despite of the inevitable diversity, even misunderstanding.

    As I know when the timing comes, there would be not only one hint given to us, either in dream, or meditation, even elsewhere. As this moment is still difficult to us, yes, there are things which are not to be put on board, “caution” is something that we have no way to discharge. We cannot but rely on those silent and instinct knowing and connection.

    If you the ones who are resonated, we might try to connect each other via “blue kyanite/ cyanite (in both meditation and dreams)” or “super seven melody (for the connection in sleeping /dreams).” Pity that though clean quartz is nice, it’s also subject to be affected by negative energy. When getting it/them, we first demagnetize (as I know, kynaite doesn’t need this precession), and then communicate with her/him/it for inviting her/him/it to work together with us in meditation, dreams, even daily life, and shielding us from the negative energy/beings. If you don’t have one, it’s really OK. According to my experience, staring at some resonating photo of this very genre of mineral, communicating first, then if she/he/it agrees, we can further send our intention, will, they receive and are capable to carry and pass our message, too. Another suggestion here, both the substantial and etheral “Pyramids” on, above earth, on/beneath the sea bed, even in inner earth are also quite powerful on protecting, activating, charging us, even can help us communicating each other. Please try to connect the ones with which you are resonated with.

    Dear Mechee, I’ve suffered the 3h attacks, too…I’ve tried so many methods and can never stop shielding myself with multiple layers. Here, I would like so share something also powerful to neutralize the negative energy, it’s “shungite pyramid.” If you have not only one, and put them in the very corner, they can form a quite strong energy field.

    Dear Nando, your messages are quite impressive. Though I don’t post often, I want to tell you, I expect more your messages. I guess erudite Robin also have lots of marvelous stories to tell.

    Susan’s sharing are also so interesting. There are also lots of beloved ones who are just like me, turning into silence owing to some reasons. I would like just take this advantage to express, for the silent ones, I know so well your difficulties and have appreciated so much for your being, company and love. For the one who are so powerfully loving and keep sharing, despite of my silence, I’ve been reading your words, pictures and not only get so touched, but also healed, lifted by you !!!

    Here, my homage to all the great moms and dads….As to the new tendency with more and more nice female energy protruding, here, a latest fresh news….last week, the 1st woman president was just elected on this island.

    As I cannot know when I can have my next sharing, here I would like to wish you all the lovely and bright ones a nice NEW YEAR OF 2016 !!!

    • Feilla!!!
      It is so good to hear from you!!! I have thought of you so often and am relieved you stopped by here with a few words!
      Bill and I speak of you often and have been praying for your well being!!
      Please take care of yourself and return to us soon!!
      You are such a joy and blessing!
      Much love,
      Lida….and Valiant/Bill!!

    • first of all WELCOME !!!

      take a seat and sit with us for a while and rest a bit =)

      have u ever read of quantum reading if not have a look at it it might not surprise u at all 😉 some one like u might save allot of time hehe well if it works for u =)

      take ur time we wont run away 😉

      cool idea the connecting in dreams… but be careful who u want to connect with… for example with me u should take ur distance and if u are able to connect with me be realy careful and announce yourself properly because…. well lets say i need certain protection mechanisms… so be realy careful just make sure u make ur self known and announce yourself 😉

      man u have given us allot of info today i need to read it again ill post tomorrow more… im just about to head off for a bit so im short on time atm =/ ill write tomorrow ok ?

      anyway its so cool that the people on the roundtable get more and more =)

      have a great one guys and fly safe!!! mutch love and positive energy =)

    • Thank you (-_-) great big hugs to you Feilla!

      Some backstory here… and to address Stefman’s concerns… what she mentions about meeting in dreams, is actually very true. We’ve found that many of us who meet on this site also meet in dreams, even before we’ve shared photos to show who we are. So we share the experience, not necessarily knowing who we’ve met… and then a week or a month later, we realize we’ve already met the person we’re now seeing the photo of.

      Bill’s had similar experiences where he met people in dreams he later met in real life. Unfortunately the real life circumstances for him were sometimes less happy than the dream experiences…

      I guess you could say that this “website” exists in more than just the “digital realm” – in my experience, it’s never been anything but a good / happy experience. It’s nothing to fear – we seem to be a team no matter what dimension or timeline we happen to find ourselves in. It’s pretty amazing to me that this is the case… but the evidence speaks for itself. ❤

    • Feilla.. far away sister… bienvenue a nouveau ! Merci pour ces mots, pour ce magnifique message.
      Bit speechless now, there are times for many words (and I can babble a lot, right?:D) and there are times for silent joy.
      The ice is shattering, we are really coming together.
      Till later… for more talk and sharing. Now I am in such silent JOY. Merci Feilla ❤

    • Wow Feilla that’s an amazing post.
      I also have Kyanite sitting right in front of me lol i have lots of stones. Its great to see someone else post that!
      It’s just mind boggling that we’re all here & have found each other – i totally agree. As for dreams ..i don’t know.. i don’t remember anything very rarely but i’ve tried..including a daily mantra for months that didn’t do much.
      I totally agree with everything else you said too!
      you’re a light in the world that we all see
      Happy New Year! It’s going to be different!

  7. Hi everyone…
    love all this chatter about music and pastries/cake!!!
    music hath charms!! I was a 60’s girl…with the British Invasion ;-). But some of the stuff that came out after was wonderful!!! My kids, like Bill, were 80’s kids…so all that great music affected them. Like Heart and Pat Benatar, and more…
    And pastries…cake…my dad (Bill’s grandpa) was a baker by trade, trained in Czechoslovakia! The things he made…no comparison to anything I’ve found here, unless the bakers were trained in Europe themselves!! He even made my Wedding Cake!!
    We are facing a huge snow storm….and I have one cake in the house, so now I must shop…with all this cake talk!!
    Yes the Watchers were very ‘watch and collect data’ oriented, until Ceres said STOP…I am butting in! Bless her.
    I do believe you all got this message perfectly. We are just as special as we all thought THEY were…and we pretty much ALL came from the Stars!!
    Some star
    some family
    …but we are ALL special that way…
    so we can, and should, work together to ‘fix’ things for all of us.

    • Hi Lida ! 🙂 Big music and cake filled hugs your way 🙂
      Aw, what memories you just triggered, with your grand father. One desert we have came from the Czechs, called (in Romanian) galushte cu prune). A prune inside a “ball” made from flour with some potatoe in it (oh yes), and the whole thing then breaded. Perfect yummy rich for this weather !
      I saw you’re having a white monster coming in. Cuddle up with some good food, good ,music..and some cake, yes 🙂 Here it’s still 18 F right now, The big freeze has not let up yet. Some shelves in foodstores are getting a tad empty.
      You have to thank Bill for me, about bringing the music back into my life 🙂 For 3 years (2012-2015) it was .. on hold. Guess I was listening to something else. Now I can do both, oh yey 😀
      And now.. yes, system busters 🙂 Rip that “uniform” off your body, and FEEL. And be joyful about it 🙂 Serious people …. beware of too “serious” people. Be irreverent, be bold. Break rigid rules. How do the Brits say ? “Go commando” :))))
      I’m still having a huge smile, (thanks Dreamwalker for the song) imagining ALL of us dancing to Barry White, in line, with a stark naked Varence-Apollo-Merlin in front :))))))))))
      This is exactly how we are fixing things 🙂 Being bold, free, loving and … irreverent to past rigid rules.
      Bring on more cake and more music, this party has just BEGUN 🙂
      Love ❤

    • Hey Lida, I’m enjoying the storm too – and a few more of us here are too, I think 🙂

      Cinnamon rolls – check! S’mores – check! 80’s dance music – check!

      I think I’m good for shovelling 😀

      By the way, the day before Valiant’s post, my boss used the surprising example of me going into work naked (but somehow not getting fired for it…). I told him he didn’t need to worry, but if it did happen I’m pretty sure HR would document it!

      LOL Brianna “going commando”

  8. All is LOVE!! A little nudge in the right direction. It’s amazing what can happen with maternal instincts in charge. When love and kindness, appears to be “interfering”, others may see it as mercy. Who wouldn’t want that? Very awesome, Cere!!

    • 🙂 My comments might seem like a bit of a harsh judgement (I was just poking fun at them), but actually I love this story. Sometimes we put these guys on a pedestal because we think they are (or they look) different from us. OMG watchers, well they must be these amazing super humans with gnarly super powers! Well that may be the case, but…

      They are pretty much the same as us. They do the right or wrong things – planned or by accident – and in our case, maybe the starseeds wouldn’t exist without this “happy accident”. It’s love and compassion – acting from the heart – not careful planning and gantt charts and following orders. There’s of course a place for these things – but there’s also times when you just have to go with your gut in a really human way. And they did this too! ❤

      But I'm still gonna mark 'em down on their annual review 😀

      • I love this story so much. 🙂

        Very well said/written, dreamwalker. I wanted to post more, and it was very similar to this, but I was burning dinner last night. Lol. I came back today to add more to my post, but you finished my thoughts….thank you. 🙂

        On a side note…..I’ve been with my husband for 31 yr…..I had 2 boys and raised my 3 younger brothers. I’m now 46 and have experienced first hand (from the male perspective) how important it is for equality between both male and female, when balanced it’s amazing and beautiful….. healthy human evolution and spiritual growth is limitless. From birth, I’ve had the unique opportunity to observe my brothers, sons and husband, at their most vulnerable (before they walk out the door to tackle the “program”). When balanced, we make mistakes together and we then pick up the pieces together. We both bring to the table, unique perspectives.

        The reason I praise Ceres is..her Galactic “Mama Bear” instincts came from a raw place, (no training or education required) uninterrupted and separate from logical thought, fearless of consequences….a complete disconnect from gender or athority.

        Basically, we ALL have the power to step in and do the right thing. Rules and Rulers can be challenged. I can live with the consequences of making a mistake, for the right reason, however, the karma from “turning a blind eye “…..not so much. 🙂

        • Very nice Mechee!!
          I feel the same way.
          Women were meant as a compliment to a man…not a slave, or just a helper!!
          The perfect balance.
          Married 45 yrs myself…2 amazing, talented children…who are best friends to each other….and me!! So I am happy AND proud!!

          You are SO right…we have the power….
          I love how Ceres is showing all that!
          Really brought out my Mama Bear…and I already was one!
          She has mastered the art of the Love and Intelligence. And does not hesitate to correct things!! What a role model for young girls….and boys looking for that ‘right’ woman (compliment).

          • I was watching an interview last week. An American woman was interviewing a tribe leader. The topic involved the female role in the tribe and how the women were highly regarded as the key for the tribes survival. The tribe leader said the women know what is needed in the community, the children needs, resourses, communication, instincts, (time to put on the brakes)…the men listen (don’t fish until there is no more fish) and then the tribe leader asked the interviewer, “Where are your women?”

        • exactly!!!

          and thank u for beeing a mother =)
          i always saw it as if male and females if they work together form a unit… like a ying yang both bring that to the table what the other one hasnt…

          think about it thats why they want to destroy the old working family idea… they know if they break that up we arent what we supposed to be…

          its sad that so many kids these days have to grow up in broken familys

          but yeah divide and conquer… thats how they played it for ages

  9. Bravo!

    Though it seems Ceres and Apollo are just making it up as they go along… I personally don’t recommend “ego-driven” project management… 😉

    At least they weren’t working with unrealistic deadlines!

    • Hugs from the frozen land Lida and Bill ❤
      This is… well, Magic is really starting to sweep thru 🙂

      Everyone here: the next 3 days are/will be a bit crazy. "they" hate it when truths are coming out, when people get openings and reconnections to the truth.
      No fear, just ignore the foot stomping and roaring of the world. Stay warm, and do, please, DO share here.
      The good, the less good, We are a fellowship. Some very positive openings are on-going. Lost voices are being heard again. Lost connections are being activated.
      I feel like having a big BIG lemon cake with all of you. A celebration of sorts 🙂
      Been somewhat… hyper about this since wednesday 🙂
      Oh that cold right now, keep warm. Ignore it. Go by the flame inside !

      • P.S. been listening, actually downloaded it, to a very silly 80’s album. Ever since the Pat Benatar song, it led me right to it 😀
        If it feels silly, ignore. I just have a compelling push to share it today. So… voila.
        Not all the songs, but most. I started out with re-finding the song “Magic”, then the rest followed 🙂
        Album : Xanadu – ELO / Olivia Newton-John

        Song Magic :

        • i totally understand u about the music =) for me its feels like the era the music is from wasnt that polluted with bad stuff like it is today…

          i catch my self so often to listen to older music because some stuff is actually pretty innocent from back than… helps me stay in a balance =)

              • love it.
                to be honest ….homos annoy me (i am one no bigot) & have been for years since being more enlightened… long story but its about Behaviors.
                AnywhO i was sO glad to watch this ..i love Freddy & the video is just spot on amazing i love it. Love him & love music …
                if you wanna try & listen to something new: what i listen to basically every moment i’m awake lol … iheartradio …station: Evolution
                you can call it edm (electro dance music) or dance music but it is always been Positive happiness for me & thought i would share. =) P.L.U.R=PeaceLoveUnityRespect
                ((“Ravers” code from back when i used to dance/attended 96-2002))
                enuf rambling lol enjoy- blessings – shadybear

      • will do ^^

        we are all in this together… and u had me when u mentioned cake 😉 haha

        but yes mutch love and positive energy from germany =)

        let us know when we can help ok ?

        • Haha, yes, I don’t know why, but since wednesday I’m having a Lemon cake fit 😀
          And today especially.
          Help ? Laughter helps 🙂 I have the (what I call) “galactic chills” today. Meaning the house is warm, I’m chilly, no matter what. Good news : usually means good stuff on the way, and that the creeps are pissy 😀 And a good laugh always warms me up. Like the sight of a stark naked serious-faced Varence 😀 Sorry, still Apollo then.

          • well the ceres part was funny to ^^

            anyway wednesday u said… u had the idea ? funny isnt it ^^ i was debating that exact day with a good friend of mine how mutch it sux that over here in baking goods cinnamon does not hand in hand with apple… MEEEEEHHHHHH lol

            that exact day i was thinking of acquiring some baking skills since obviously if no one over here bakes that way… well than i got to do it if i ever wanted apple and cinnamon stuff… also i saw what im missing out here -_-

          • Omgoodness……I am obsessed with Lemon Cake. I don’t like sweets at all, but put a lemon cake in front of me…..GONE! Especially, a lemon cake with white cream filling.

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