Valiant: Knock Knock…The Bell Tolls…The Ascended Master…The Little Old Asian Man…

*SONG* Rock n’ Roll Dreams by Meat Loaf
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j7-i43W4mqw&list=RDj7-i43W4mqw#t=73

These are times for things to happen…
Like it or not…It’s a time of Fate…
Moments you wait for…moments that you
Hate…anticipate, desire…
And choices are made…
Led by the past…to forge some brave
Mysterious tomorrow…lots of hope,
And dreams…That’s what rock n’ roll
Dreams are made of. We all have them…
I don’t know where I’m going…
Or why the past happened…
All that I know is that I followed
A guiding light…I don’t have all the
Answers…I just follow this guiding light
To find my own…And, as directed, I share
That in the hopes that others somehow
Can find their own way…For
Whatever fate brings…I hope its
A good, kind fate…That’s all anyone
Can ask for.

“Well said.” Varence nodded then pointed to
The notebook. “See…Finally…After pushing
You to write for so long…”

“I didn’t say that I like it.” I told him.
“But I confess, it does help cope with
Memories.”

“That’s why I wanted you to write it
Down.” He leaned toward me, I admit with
The kind expression of an old friend; albeit
The most insistent friend I’ve known. He
Nodded to the written words. “I accept that.”

“So now I tell the story of the Little
Old Asian Man,” I said respectfully. “The
Ascended Master…Now…After all this time…”

“It wasn’t time for it before.” Varence
Said, gesturing his hands widely. “The
Timing…The constant questions…It all
Takes too long…The thinkers, the right
Ones READ IT…It’s fine to question,
It’s expected…But to question constantly…
Those are never satisfied unless you tell them
What they want to hear…And the point to
That is what, ego?” Varence laughed. “Do
Not think I have not walked this road
Before…”

I have to interject; I did not expect this…
Not such a kindness from him this
Time…

“The goal is to get the message out there
For them to read it…So that when the
Hard times come,” Varence looked down…
Then around, and about the faces of the sisters
In hope… “They can make those choices…
For the better tomorrow…in their own way…
By knowing what has never been told
Before…So what if some don’t believe it.
There are those out in the stars that
Do not believe there is any intelligent
Life on Earth…” He shook his head. “They
Do not care about your science…or dramas…
Because they have their own problems
To contend with…as many will learn.”

I sighed…rolled my eyes… “Ok, ok I
Understand…” Then my eyes looked to
This new woman who stood among them…

She was tall, flawlessly beautiful…but you
Probably knew that…Fair skin, a rich
Amber-brown colored hair that streamed
Over her shoulders and down her back in waves
And curls; the sisters had mesmerizing hair.
Her eyes were blue and sparkling in this
Piercing way…She wore this delicate looking
Ivory dress…But stood strong like a titan…

Clearly she had heard everything about
Robert, about Bobby…They hear everything
I write…as if I spoke it out loud…That’s
How it is for them…There are no secret
Thoughts…Think one thing, say another…
They do not understand that…To them
That’s deceptive…They want, expect, and
Appreciate a focused, sincere mind…

So if you lie to them they know it…
There are no accidents.

“This is Diana.” Varence introduced her…

“I brought her…” Vala continued… “As
I said I would…How?” She smiled… “You
Know how.’

“The point is she heard your story about
Robert…” Varence said, looking down sadly. “About
Bobby…”

“I can speak for myself, thank you.” Diana
Said to me, looking me straight in the
Eye as I paused in writing to see her… “I heard,
I listened, yes…I know all about
You…I can clearly sense what all of
Us here are thinking…In part, that
Comes from what I do in matters of
The senate…”

“Diana,” Rana said with admiration, “is very
Direct…very fair…very sharp…She is
Known for one who does not waste time…”

“There is much going on back home that
You are unaware of,” she told her sisters,
And me… “A lot of talk everywhere…
Allow me to get right to my point of
Interest…The ones who caused this
Horror, these horrific things,” Diana pointed
To me, referring to the stories about Bobby…
About Robert…and all the others she saw in
My head; oh yes, that fast she knew those
Too… “So when do we vote to kill them?
Because believe me…If I sat as sole judge
Here today…I would say without hesitation…
Kill them.”

My eyes bulged. That was some heavy greeting!
If those were her first words…then what
Was to come next? I said nothing…I
Could only look to the others for answers…

“Diana!” Kierista exclaimed, the voice
Of reason; she constantly spoke softly. “A
Hello first would be preferred…”

“No, I agree with her.” Rana immediately
Jumped to add her anger. “Finally a
Sensible mind to this!”

“Sensible?” Kierista questioned… “A declaration
Of death, sensible?”

“How could anyone of sound mind not have
That reaction?” Diana insisted, her sweet
Face ironically debating words of rage that cut
The conversation, the entire setting and mood like
A knife… “I come, I enter among you quite
By surprise…I simply turn around in the
Offices of meetings with new land chancellors…
To be standing here…with you…my long
Missed sisters…to be spellbound listening to
Horrifying tales of tortured lives…and deaths
On one of the Watcher’s Worlds…And you
Expect me to offer a greeting of kind surprise?
Disgust and rage is all that you will find
With me…no matter what reasons you
Provide!”

“Again I say a sensible reaction.” Rana
Smiled wickedly, standing there with folded
Arms in a state of rage herself.

“What do you expect of me?” Diana asked
In shock…Her eyes bulging so wide…she
Could hardly speak… “This is a side world
That you sit upon! Why in Heaven’s are
You all here?”

“Oh Apollo here summons us to witness
Miracles.” Rana teased.

Vala turned to me humming, a victorious smile
On her face… “My lawful sister…I brought
At the most perfect time.”

“You did this, Vala?” Diana asked, even
More horrified. “You force me to endure THAT?
To hear THAT?”

“There are great reasons to bring us together,”
Vala told her sister playfully, “For those
Graced to hear…by eyes that read…ears of the
Inner mind…To learn.”

“Learn what?” Diana asked as she stepped
Closer to me curiously; curious of who and what
I was.

“The concepts of inspiration and the arts…
The riddled words.” Varence laughed…being
Himself again.

“Don’t start that again,” Rana spat, “I will
Slap you…I will slap that attitude far
From view!”

“So the watcher’s amendments break and
You waste no time to break laws of non-
Intervention?” Diana asked.

“No, he did that before,” Ceres then replied…
The coy smile of sarcasm on her face as
She held her chin… “When he stripped off his
Uniform to torment me with his bare ego.”
She rolled her eyes. “He has returned to
The manner of his youth…The jester of
Reason with the excuses of riddle-some
Inspiration.”

“They need to think!” Varence pleaded…

“They’ve had enough time to think.” Rana
Said. “I say the time has come to let the
Lions loose to claw the life from their
Madness.”

Diana could only shake her head, looking
About her sisters…resting her eyes on
Evangella…who silently did the same. “Where
Is the sense here? Does this go on endlessly?”

“That depends on your perspective.” Rana
Said for them all… “Does this strike you
As a world of reason? You heard him tell
The story.”

“Why do you, they, let this happen?” Diana
Asked fearfully. “Tell the lion men to kill them.”

Rana laughed. “I am grateful for her words!
Listening to this has tested the limits of my mind
Far beyond patience.”

“It’s a slave world,” Vala directed… “You are
Thinking of life on free worlds…Now you
Are experiencing the torment of a slave
World personally…Understand?”

“Appeal to the eyes of the reader…” Varence
Said, pointing to my notebook… “To the
Minds taking in these words…THINK…
Share your reaction with theirs…The
Best changes are inspired…learning…
Reading about all sorts of different things…
Then deciding what to do with it…”

Diana just shook her head before resting
Her eyes on me… “Who is this exactly?”

Varence smiled, lowered his brow… “This is Bill
…Of Earth…He looks like us, doesn’t he?
Yet you see the light there…flaming
Of some divine fire buried behind his eyes…
A divine being put it there…”

Diana thought carefully as her eyes
Studied me. “The messengers of the Prophecy
Of the Star Elder? This…is one of them?”

I had to pause at their conversation…Now
They clearly knew more…but how much
Exactly? “You realize people will read
This…sitting at their desk, at their computers
Or print-outs…and ask…Where is this going?
The questions…comments…interest…”

“I am not a figment of imagination…” Vala
Said sternly, her humming absent for the
Moment. “And believe me I will crack,
Rattle, roll and quake the feeble minded when
The time and chance come…”

“Pause please…” Varence begged then…
“Remember…allow me to dance through
The mind…Paint a picture of me…Grant me
The tone of a voice to hear…Build it…
Read it…Believe…Remember what she
Said…You have to know…Believe, understand
That somehow in somewhere it does exist…
That’s not a riddle…That’s how we
Reach you…from another place…”

“The reality will be soon enough.” Rana
Said. “I am no figment either.”

“And now…Bill…” Varence directed…

There it was again…His tone, his manner…
“What?”

“Relax,” he said… “I know I push…He
Says to you…Tell him to come here and
Do it in person…And I say…No…I’ve
Been there…if they saw me or not, oh
Well…It’s more powerful this way…
Lest you constantly ask for help…and
Never do it on your own.”

“Just ask me your question.” I said.

Varence held his laugh with a solemn
Smile and regal stance; his hands held
And folded behind his back… “Alright…
I applaud your insistence now…That’s
Good…So then tell me…of all those
You’ve met…eyes open by light of
Day and eyes shut by night in dreams
That shook you with awe and confusion
And fear…WHO…among all of them…
Has been the wisest one you have ever met…?
Other than me, of course.” His smile
Slid wide and sly…

“He had to ass himself, of course,” Ceres
Teased, “Opportunities!”

I didn’t have to think long. “The Ascended
Master. The Little Old Asian
Man…The one I mentioned on the
Radio show.”

“Could you please,” Varence leaned to
Me, his eyes full of playful enthusiasm,
“Please elaborate on that story now…”

“You mean the whole story?” I asked.

“How is that relevant now?” Rana
Could have screamed.

“Yes,” Varence only said calmly…
“Please…Please share that now.”

Alright…For whatever purpose…It was
An interesting experience…
“Sure…I will share that.”
I had to wonder what purpose he had
In asking now considering their current
State, and mine…the grim story…the
Endings that haunted me…and their
Rage in hearing it…
Then it struck me… “Ah, I get it now!”

Varence nodded…Ceres rolled her eyes
Then joined his smile similarly…

“Ok then…The Ascended Master…
It was BEFORE I started writing the
Posts…I was looking for answers…as always
I looked for them in drawing…
By trying to see what was in the
Paper and what it was trying to tell me…

I was frustrated because on a weekly
Basis I was trying to pick lottery numbers…
To see the correct sequence of numbers…
To see into patterns…It was stressful
Because my family was always pushing…
You have this institution so win the lottery
Would you please…Everyone wants that…
I definitely did so I could run and buy
A farm somewhere…live with some friends
Or something…and hide…
Hide…hide…hide…
Then I wouldn’t have to worry about
Work…dealing with the whole art world
…And the endless work that yielded
Only demands with little results…
The art world is vicious…greedy…competitive…
Over critical…ETC…who wants that?

So on the side…I was constantly questing
For the dream lottery win…But to
Grab the jackpot…Crazy. But you can
Not give up on dreams…”

“What’s a lottery?” Kierista asked…

“A cash, monetary win of a large sum…”
Varence explained to them… “Won by a
Game of chance…A series of numbers
Are drawn…The gambler plays a series of
Numbers…If they have the ticket that
Possesses these drawn numbers…They win
This large sum of money…in theory a dream…
But then local government takes this…
Greatly reducing the prize…Overall it’s a
Dream most have to escape their system.”

“Oh.” Kierista frowned.

“Please continue…” Varence instructed.

“Weekly I had a ticket of numbers I
Picked…” I went on to them…writing,
Telling it… “I played these numbers in
The hopes of winning…Basically for what I
Invested…I broke even…I won, I lost…
But couldn’t get the full jackpot…I
Should explain this was a game of SIX
Numbers…They called it the pick six…
The closest I got was five out of six…
About four or five times…It was very
Frustrating…

Then on one Wednesday night…The
Drawing to come was the following night,
Thursday…

I went to bed, meditating…like usual,
The lines and light of the artwork in
My mind…and dreams and prayers and
Meditation…
I had been pushing myself very hard, as
Far as I could…with the art work, picking
Numbers…To chase my own secret dreams,
Like anyone…I just wanted to run
And hide…
I was tired of dealing with everything…
The endless demands and criticism…
It felt like I was being choked from every
Angle…family, friends…the art gallery…
Even constantly trying to fulfill this
Mission of the angel and the art work…
And whatever else was to come…

Not to mention the steady dreams and
Nightmares…of strangers…suicides…
Monsters…being watched, studied…hunted…

The night came…I struggled to sleep…
I barely remember what happened then…
It was a very strange night…but that was
Typical…And I had a dream that was
More than a dream…
Like those rare, magical, unexplainable
Dreams…it was powerful…VIVID…

Sudden…and crystal clear…I was someplace
Else…
There was a mild breeze, there was daylight…
I looked around…Two of my friends were
With me…One from the very real world, and
The other…from the dream world…
A girl and a guy…We stood on this…
Porch…But it was like none I had seen…
We looked at each other then I looked around…
Studying everything…

The porch was as long as the house…and it
Was HUGE…as huge as the building…There
Were big round columns spread out every
Fifteen feet or so…There was a very
Lush smell of greenery…I saw hills
Past a very neatly kept lawn that rose
Sharply to big mountains as far as I
Could see…This house was in a valley…
But…there was NO ROAD…No
Driveway of any sort in view…There
Was only one, very narrow well-worn
Path that led from the porch into the
Weeds about twenty feet away…It
Appeared to be a path used by horses,
Or donkeys or something…Possibly
A footpath…But clearly not a path
For vehicles…

I immediately was confused…The house,
The porch…was like a palace! This was no
Cheap home…It was well kept…The
Lawn and bushes that I saw in full sight
Were all tended well, and recently…How
Could there be no road to such a place?

And clearly, immediately it did not feel like
A dream at all…I asked my one friend, from
Real life what she thought…She
Was intrigued but had no opinions…So I
Asked the other friend with me, us…who I
Only knew from the dream world…He
Was scared, nervous…confused, and gave
No answers…

So we stood there for a while looking
Around…in front of these two massive
Ten feet tall sold looking black doors…
I could not make out any form of stylized
Architecture at that point…All I knew
Was that it deemed like a big family house…

Then one of the front doors opened
And there stood a pretty young Asian
Girl with long hair, a content smile wearing
A simple white dress…She nodded and
Pointed to me and said, “The Master
Will see you now…”

I stepped forward, we all did…but the
Asian girl informed us that I was the one
He wanted to see? So they waited, and I
Went in very nervously. Who was this…
Master? And why did he want to see me?
So I asked this girl…but she only smiled
Silently…no answers…and gestured for me
To follow…I was growing tired of these silent
No answers…

But I looked around…That’s when the
Magnificence of the house struck me…
Everything was a sight to see…Asian
Art work…sculptures, paintings, statues,
Tapestry…This giant Jade dragon that
Was impossibly awesome to see…and the
Furniture! Thick, blocky of a dark wood
That set stylishly perfect on dark polished
Marble floors…It was fantastic! I had
Never marveled at Asian art work before,
But then I had never seen a collection
Like this before…I could nor begin to
Imagine how old it was, how long it had
Been there…But it felt OLD…It was
Then, as she led me onward through
The front hall that it struck me…THIS
Was a house that had been there for
LONG TIME…It was spacious and huge.

I was so struck by the collection of
Art that I forgot about asking questions…

Then she led me into what appeared to be
A dining room? There was a long, thick
Black polished table…maybe ten chairs
Along each side…Then; there at the very
Far end at the head of the table I saw
Him…This Little Old Asian Man…
He smiled when he saw me…

She led me down the right side of the table
Where she then gestured for me to sit
To his left side…
He had the kindest…wisest…calmest
Air about him…Smooth shaven, no beard,
Full head of silvery hair,
No jewelry…No talismans…There were NO
Adornments on him…He wore plain clothes,
A simple, dark blue button down, long sleeve
Shirt, and dark pants…shiny…They almost
Looked like pajamas?

I should note, I was in pajamas myself…
A plain white T-shirt and white pants…

She sat me down, smiled…very pretty…Then
Patted him on the shoulder…He smiled back to
Her…It was so sweet, oh he had the sweetest
Most joyful smile…His eyes beamed with joy…
It was VERY casual, very calm…and very
Friendly, all of it. I sensed this younger
Girl was his granddaughter, or great-grand-
Daughter, who knows…but there was a
Family connection…

So I sat there…He turned, looked me right
In the eye…That smile of his…It was
So amazing, I had to smile too…I know it
Sounds ridiculous but it made me wish that he
Was my grandfather, that’s how good it
Felt.

We just sat there smiling for a few minutes…
Him staring me right in the eye, and
It did not bother me at all. He was in no way
Condescending, or threatening…There was
Absolutely no intimidation, no sense of him
Saying I know more than you, no contest…
He was simply KIND…and it felt wonderful.
All of it felt totally wonderful.

“I have been wanting to meet you.” He
Said smiling, holding up his index finger.

I was stunned. “You have?” Shock! “Me?”

“Yes you.” He said smiling, I swear his smile
Only grew…and he seemed amazed that we
Were sitting there, like he had been waiting for
It? “I know about you.”
Then, I saw it, noticed the papers on the
Table in front of him…all written in
Asian characters I could not read…And
Beside him…a pen, and a notebook…
All I knew was, whatever was written
On those papers was about me…

“Am I in trouble or something?” I asked,
Feeling like I was in the principal’s office.

He laughed. “No.” And laughed. “No, of
Course not.” He spoke perfect English, no
Accent at all.

“You…are the Master then?” I asked, referring
To what the younger Asian girl had said…
All I could say was, “You mean like an
Ascended Master?”

“If you want to say that, yes.” He smiled,
Nodded; I swear he glowed with joy, vitality.

I was only more stunned. “What could you
Possibly want with me? You must know
Everything!”

“No one knows everything.” He laughed. I
Swear he enjoyed every moment of this
Like it was the greatest show on Earth, I
Thought he might jump up and down in his
Chair or something, he was so enthusiastic.

And there I sat totally confused…The
Happier he became, the more shocked and
Confused I got; and still am to this day
Remembering it. “I have no clue why.”

“You know why.” He said…pointing to my
Head… “Right there.”

I could have rolled my eyes a thousand times…
He knew…of course he would know about the
Angel… “OK…I shouldn’t be surprised…though
I don’t understand it.”

He nodded. “You’re not supposed to understand it
Now…That’s how it works.”

“Huh?”

He smiled for the um-teenth time, patted my
Arm like an old friend, or grandfather…
“You listen to me…You will understand…
One day.”

“I hope so.”

“You will.” He nodded, he kept nodding. I swear
He was so happy I thought he would pop.
“And I know what you’ve been doing.” He
Pointed at me…for the first time a very gentle
Manner of reprimand in his face…briefly
Though…then his smile came back…

“You do?” I asked. “What?”

“Playing the numbers.” He said. “Picking
Numbers…You are using so much energy on that
Lottery.”

I looked down, I admit I felt embarrassed,
Ashamed for that at that point… “I have, yeah.”

“You are spending too much energy, wasting
Time on those numbers.” He told me.

“Wasting time?” I asked.

He paused…A bit of a serious expression…
“They are never going to let you win…
Not like this…not this way…You know that,
Right?”

“They?”

He gently pointed up… “They.” He simply
Said, referring to the Heavens… “You were
Given a gift…a job to do…You can’t hide
From that.”

“Why?” I was tired, scared, afraid to hear it.

“Listen,” he smiled…I swear he was the
NICEST, KINDEST man I had ever met. “It’s
Not about the money, it’s not. When you need
It, it will be there…What you need will be there.
Trust me.”

“Can’t I just have a fortune cookie or
Something and pretend…” I said weakly,
“And just keep trying to win and hide?”

He laughed loud and then patted my arm. “No.”

“Can’t I try?”

“You need to stop playing that lottery, Bill.” He
Told me. It’s pulling your dreams in the wrong
Way.”

I wanted to cry. I did.

“Listen to me.” He held my arm… “I want to
Make you a deal…You’ve been having a hard
Time picking numbers lately…right?”

“Yes.”

“All that energy you’ve been using that’s why.” He
Said. “So here is the deal…I will show you
How I pick numbers…You go play these
Numbers…If…If my numbers come out…Then
You do I ask…I’m the boss…Now you
Have a job to do, so you do it…OK?”

I laughed…What were my options? “OK…”

So he held out his hand… “This is how it
Comes…” He pointed to his head, my head, then
To his… “From the mind…down the arm…
Through the hand…through the fingers…
Through the pen…the ink…onto the paper.”
Then he opened the notebook…took the pen
And started to write…

He explained…Numbers…related to time,
The weather…Temperatures…Dates, the
Calendar…then wrote…
“These are female numbers
05, 10, 15, 20, 25…and these…03, 33
Are male numbers…
Play these female numbers…and if you
Win…You do the job.”

I hesitated…

“What are you so scared of?” He asked
VERY kindly…holding my hand…

“People…” I told him… “I’ve had to deal
With attitudes, egos…criticism all my life…
I don’t want to deal with it anymore…
Who does?”

He smiled…That inner light… “You have
Nothing to worry about, trust me…All of
Your life prepared you for this.”

I laughed, “Oh that feels terrible…” I
Could only remember years of grief…

He nodded…pointed, “You come with me.”
He stood up, reached over and grabbed
A handful of dates from this dark
Wooden bowl on the table…Then began
To walk…towards this wide open back
Of the house…
I followed him, afraid he might fall or
Something…but he walked fine, slowly
But fine…without a cane…

The younger Asian girl appeared then…
And we went out onto the back patio
That opened to this massive magnificent
Garden…There were these gorgeous, huge
Japanese red maples…Groomed trees and
Bushes of all kinds…Flowers of all kinds,
Scents in the air…Koi ponds full of fish,
Beautiful! Sand gardens with rocks…
It was just the most stunning gardens ever.

So then he slowly, carefully went down
The steps…He told me to stay there…
So me and the Asian girl waited by
The railing…and watched him walk out
Into the middle of the garden…

I was totally confused by this. What
Was he doing? Why?

So then he stops…right in the middle of
The garden…Whistles…And these three
Huge yetis, Bigfoot, Sasquatch…call them
Whatever…materialize from the bushes
In front of him carefully. My jaw drops…
I turn to the Asian girl… “Are these what
I think they are?”
She just smiled silently and wide…

So I watch…as he takes the dates, one
By one and very kindly, slowly, gently
Gives one to each of these giant Yetis…

And these enormous Yetis took the dates from
Him so carefully…so as not to hurt him at
All…They were ENORMOUS! At least eight
Feet tall each, three and a half feet wide…
They could have picked up a tank
And tossed it around that garden…and
Yet they were so gentle with this man…

And I knew…they protected him…
His house…Nothing is ever going to touch
Him…And I could feel more eyes in
The trees…There were more of these Yetis
Out there watching everything…watching
Him, me…everything…
And they can do things beyond what
We know…
That’s why science can’t catch Bigfoot…
Or catch a solid film of Yetis…
Science does NOT know everything…
It is a fragment of understandings yet
To come…The secret of Bigfoot, Sasquatch
Is this lesson to the modern world.

He paused in feeding them…Turned to
Wave at me, smiling…And I smiled…
I got his message loud and clear…

He is an Ascended Master…Perhaps
THE Ascended Master…
I know I will see him again…he granted
Me those final words…
I smile every time I think about him…
That confidence…That joy…
He knew so much and was never
Condescending…Tell me who knows
More than this man, I won’t believe you.

So I woke up…I played his numbers…
They came out…It was only 5 of 6 so
I didn’t win a lot…just enough to pay
Some bills…buy some art supplies…
And when I cashed in that ticket…
I thought about him and said, “OK…
OK I get it…Here I go…”

And so here I am…Writing with the
Pen, the paper…the notebook…just
Like he did…as I saw him do…
Half the time I have no clue…
You read it…you wonder and have
Questions…so do I…

And until he tells me to stop…I keep doing it.
If you don’t believe me…Fine…
You had to be there.
Smile!

“Now that’s magic.” Varence said.

“It is.” Vala smiled to agree.

“I’m still preferring to beat them senseless.” Rana
Said.

“It will happen…”Ceres smiled… “That, and
More…The time is at hand to
Send a greater message…a demonstration…
Perhaps with the most wicked place
On Earth…Which city might that be?”

An angel with a crown…
An Ascended Master…
Mysterious messengers…
Who else could be involved?

Valiant.

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