Valiant: The Thunders…The Watchers Files…Warnings…Abductions…

*SONG* “Show Me Heaven” by Maria McKee

The Circle of Light…
A call sounded, the feeling of urgency being
Pulled in…into the chair, to listen, watch, write.

“You are being summoned, told to listen now,”
A strange New voice seemed to command, a male
Voice that I did not recognize…stern and cold, blunt.
Then I saw him, he was tall, chiseled, strongly built
With wavy blond hair just above his shoulders and a
Fierceness about him. He stood front and center
Before the chair in his pale blue uniform…at the
Center of the circle of light before the assembly…
Before Brishan, the great Lion Man BR’Riel and the
Aquatic humanoid; who seemed absolutely innocent looking
By comparison. “You will listen, and you will write
Down these words with no hesitation by command.”
He said, his eyes firmly on me. “I am Malik,
7th son of the Royal House…I will be standing
Forth to represent the voices of Watchers of other
Worlds…There will be no jest to my words, I am
Not here for friendly words.”

Ceres was beside me, she met his eyes squarely
And fearlessly. “Measure your pace more passively,
Malik, he is not your toy.” A calmer manner
Settled on the arena as Ceres seemed to tone it
Down by confronting him. “This is Malik, our brother,
Bill,” she explained to me, her eyes never leaving
His. “He is Vala’s brother, they share the same
Mother…and as you can see…he has a way
About him.”

“Oh Forgive me, sister, if my ways are not as
Sweet and tender as yours,” Malik said, “But
I do have a voice here. Too much time has
Been wasted, too much at stake. As for the
Matters at hand they must be addressed more
Seriously with concern to time. As this does
Involve many worlds.”

“Where is Varence?” I dared to whisper to her.

“He and Kierista,” Ceres told me carefully,
“Had urgent matters to address…in time.” Her
Eyes seemed to convey her meaning secretly…
Varence and Kierista were going back in time
To visit me earlier in my life…

“He does not need to know that now.” Malik

Ceres was clearly not happy with him. “Do
NOT correct me, brother.”

“The matters at hand, Malik.” Brishan said
With a loud more imposing voice. “Do NOT
Issue orders at him, is that clear? Time is
Sensitive. Remain on course. Speak plainly.”

“Several matters have been addressed so far.”
Malik said firmly as he walked up to me
More closely, but Ceres’s fiery stare held him
To a safe distance. “This will be more direct.”

“Did I do something wrong?” I asked,
Whispered to Ceres.

“No, of course not.” She said. “It’s just his way
Of behaving.”

“Do not ask questions unless you are directed.”
Malik said. “It wastes time.”

“Control your voice, Malik.” Ceres told him
Angrily. “Or this will change fast. I am sure
Rana would not mind assuming your place.”

Immediately Rana appeared, walking strongly
Into the light up to her brother. “Oh Malik
Always did so indulge in his speeches.” She was
As formidable as I remembered, her eyes were sharp
And piercing; her eyelashes could have been blades.
But she looked as beautiful as she did fierce
As she confronted Malik without hesitation. “Is
There a further tone you would wish to take
Or would you rather ask questions from
The flat space of the floor?”

“Things need to be said NOW.” Malik
Said without retreat. “Or are you to wager
More time for Earth’s consideration?”

“Are you asking or TELLING…ME?” Rana
Nearly growled at him through her teeth.

He pointed at me. “Ah I see, this is your pet
Now too? Soft words for the sensitive pet.
As if he is not familiar enough with what
Must be done.”

“Has nothing changed between you?” Brishan
Yelled. “This is not a sibling debate of reasons.
Control yourselves.”

Rana was wide-eyed, she looked as though
She wanted to claw Malik’s eyes out. “You
Speak to me like that again and we will
Require a new representative for the other
Watchers! Pet? Pet?”

“You will not embarrass our house like this.”
Brishan commanded. “Sit down NOW. Both of you.”

Rana, Malik and Brishan squared off
Briefly with glaring eyes. “Do it.” Brishan
Ordered. “SIT DOWN. GO.” He waited, as
They conceded to his commands. Then the
Circle was empty…leaving Brishan to
Carry on. “I apologize.” He said more
Kindly to me. “This was not our intent.
As you can see…we do share similar
Weaknesses with attitudes, Bill. But perhaps
That is a fair demonstration for you and
Your people as well. You were summoned
Rather fast. Are you alright? May we continue?”

“I’m fine, yes.” I wanted to laugh a little, I
Think I did. “Please continue.”

Brishan smiled widely, sensing that I was
Amused by what happened. “Still, for us, that
Was embarrassing. But hopefully others will
Laugh also. Thank you for understanding.” He
Kept smiling. “Now if I may, I will continue
With the address.”

Ceres smiled. I smiled. Suddenly the entire mood
Changed, and for the first time Brishan
Didn’t appear as imposing as before, and
Instead more…human I would say.

“Oh make no mistake, I am imposing.”
He laughed to my writing. “I am the tallest
One in the family left, that gives me fair
Threatening advantage.” He grinned. He was
Actually being friendly!

There was a subtle laughter from the
Assembly I could not see past the light.

“I’m sorry but you never laughed before.” I said.

“You never gave me the chance.” He smiled.
“I laugh often. I find your climate report
Transmissions very funny.”

“Climate reports?” I asked.

“The weather.” Ceres corrected.

“You mean the Weather Channel?” I laughed.

“Yes.” Brishan said. “Isn’t that one of
Your entertainment programs?”

“No, it is supposed to be the news.” I told him.
“Weather Forecasts.”

“Really?” He smiled with surprise. “On purpose
Or by accident?”

I laughed, not sure what to say. “You laugh at it?”

“You must remember our point of view of time.”
Ceres explained.

“From where we sit,” Brishan said smiling. “We
See the patterns flow…We see it happening…
Yet they say it like it’s some surprise, your
Weather. It is no surprise. You see we do not
Engage in such things. We feel the weather,
The rhythm of nature…Such things are
Monitored when a planet is in a state of
Duress…then the weather is volatile. When a
World is in harmony with nature…It is not so…

“Wow. Ok.” I said.

“So now, if we may.” Brishan said very politely,
And kindly. “For the assembly, as well as the
Eyes and ears there…” He pointed to the notebook.
“There are a few things we should like to discuss
With this message before moving on to heavier

“Sure.” I said.

“We are primarily interested in your groups’
Encounters and interactions at this point.” He nodded.
“So we would like to discuss warnings and
Abductions…Psychic and precognitive powers were
Intensely studied in abductees…” He said carefully.
“Abductions, abductees…That is the correct
Terms for those taken without consent, yes?”

“Yes.” I nodded.

“Alright then.” Brishan said. “I would like to
Inquire with you on your last meeting with your
Group…It was monitored when there was only 12 left.
Varence had this recorded as the meeting
At the Firehouse. Could you explain?”

“The Firehouse?” I said…thinking back…
“Yes I remember.”

“Please,” Brishan directed, his mind engaging
The memory for it to flow for them all to hear.
“Please explain…”

“The Firehouse,” I said, “It was the night of
July 23rd, 2011…according to my dream journal.
These dreams were still very foggy but I do
Remember the vital details. I did write this one down
Because it felt important…

“That night I went to sleep, nothing unusual…I
Hadn’t dreamt about the group in months, but I
Remember by that time, the numbers had shrunk
A lot…from the great crowd, to the previous smaller
Crowd…But this time there was only about 12.

“The meetings were always in the dark, a big
Dark room it felt like, and a circle of light. But
This time was different…It looked like
An empty or abandoned Firehouse, at night.
At the end of the garage-like room there
Was a raised platform, with those foldable
Steel chairs set up on it…There were 2 rows
Of these chairs…6 or 7 in the front, and 6
Or 7 in the back…
Everything felt pre-arranged somehow, like this
Was for a specific purpose. I have no idea how
Or why…but this is what happened.

“We sat in the steel chairs, I was in the back row
Too afraid to talk as usual. There was Kathy, on
My left…me, then the big black guy that looked
Like a football player, Joe…to my right, then Julie,
Jacob…then last Jason…We were the back row,
And youngest left. In the front row, I didn’t know
The names of the men and women but I remembered
Their faces…Most of them had gray hair. One woman
Stood front, facing us…assuming the role as
Leader, as usual. She was the very religious woman
I had seen before that always talked loudly,
Forcefully…She had a very proper, disciplined
Way about her, she was in a very old fashioned
Night gown, had shoulder length flat straight
Modestly cut blond hair.

She stood facing everyone there that was left,
Who had shown up…And spoke like a preacher.
“We are the chosen ones. We must remember
That as we come together each time, that we are
Doing God’s work…” She said standing tall,
Clasping her hands together like a prayer. “We
Are the only ones left. We must accept that…”

“Why are we here?’ Joe asked, talking loudly,
He barely seemed to fit in the chair with his
Massive frame, in his red T-shirt and boxers.
“And why am I always dreaming of this
Crazy white mother giving speeches. It feels like
Some Jehovah’s Witness is at the door!”

“Quiet,” I whispered to him, “She’ll hear you.”

“Why are you always so afraid to talk?” Joe asked
Calmly, but loudly; he was never afraid to
Be heard. “Who cares what she says…And
What is this place, it looks like a Firehouse. But
Where are the trucks?”

“Can you please be quiet just once so we
Can get this over with and get back to sleep.”
Julie, the beautiful Hollywood-looking blond
Replied fast; she also was never afraid to speak.

Kathy whispered to me, “This is the
Strangest dream yet. A Firehouse? These
Chairs, what’s it for?”

The bible lady cleared her throat, and like
Some angry teacher said, “Could everyone
Please pay attention? We are obviously
Here for some higher purpose. Now we must
Maintain good behavior.”

“Who does she think she is?” Joe bellowed.

“Please, sir…” the older preacher lady said,
Her eyes lock on us in the back row. “Can
We all agree to get along?”

“Get along?” Joe laughed loud. “Is she nuts?”

Just then there was a commotion, and
People began filling the Firehouse. They
Seemed angry, impatient.
“Ah, and we begin.” She said to the people.

This felt so, strange…The crowd, the
People filling the room, the light.
This had never happened before!
It was a mixed crowd, mostly blacks,
Some Latino, with a few other minority types
As well. This was no accident.
The crowd was led by an elderly black man
In his late 60’s…He looked like he had
Been very badly beaten. His
Face looked like it had been badly burned, with
His left eye very red and swollen as
Well from whatever burned him…He led
The people up to the platform urgently.
“You people have to listen to us.” He said,
Even his voice sounded in pain.

Everyone gasped…The twelve of us, especially my
Back row were in horrified shock. Joe was especially mad.
The blond preacher lady held her noble
Self-righteous pose and took the lead
To speak; of course. “How can we help you?”
She asked remaining calm.

I don’t know what this was, but it felt
Awful! The sight was gruesome…That elderly
Black man had been beaten and abused
Beyond reason…He
Spoke fast, with many surrounding him,
Helping him stand to talk…While the
Preacher lady tried to remain calm and

“There are things coming.” The old man said,
“Bad things, very bad things. Worse things
Than you know. These things have been
Building for years and you people have to do
Something about them! There will be racial crimes,
More than before…riots, protests, civil unrest…
Revolutions, all over the world. No one can
Shut that up or hide it.”

“Sir,” the preacher woman tried to say…
“I don’t know if we can or do have
The power to do anything.”

“You do. You have to! You must!” He struggled
To say as the crowd around him supported him,
Spitting protests.

I could not understand for the life of me
What was going on. “What is this?” I whispered
To Kathy, Joe, those around me. “I don’t
Understand what is happening. This is like no
Dream before. Why are they asking us? Why are
We on this…stage-thing? Why are we in a

“The Firehouse must have some meaning.” Kathy
Whispered. “And look at him, he looks burned…
Maybe something happened here or will?”

“I don’t like this crap.” Joe groaned. “What
The hell is going on? And why is that bible
Bitch always speaking like that? She doesn’t
Speak for me.”

The elderly maimed black man kept
Arguing with the blond woman in front…
He kept urging her, for everyone on the
Platform to listen, begging for someone to do
Something. “Look at me,” he said, “Do you
Think I want this life, do you think I
Asked for this? What about my wife, my
Children? And all these people…The world
Is falling apart!”

“Sir,” the bible lady said too calmly as
Everyone on the platform struggled with confusion.
“I realize you are upset, but you have to
Understand we are struggling to figure what it
Is we are supposed to do here.”

“Well, struggle faster!” He shouted through
A gagging cough. “People are dying, will die.
We were told you were the ones to ask!”

“You were?” The woman asked, stunned.
“You were told this?”

“What is he talking about?” I whispered,
Afraid to speak. “Why would someone
Tell him that? How would they know
About this? What is this?”

“It feels awful whatever it is.” Kathy whispered.
“Desperate. I don’t understand why he
Would ask us…it’s like someone knows
Something that we don’t? Was this planned?”

“How could it be if it hasn’t happened yet?”
I whispered. “The Firehouse, is it important?”

“Maybe it has to do with some disaster that
Will happen?” Kathy whispered. “Look at him,
He’s so badly burned. Many of them are. Or
Beaten up?”

“He said race riots, revolution.” I whispered.
“That’s major stuff, no small thing.”

Joe grew increasingly angry. “Whatever this
Is, it sucks. We have no choice in being here.
And worse no say…not with that bible bitch
Talking for us all the time. Who put her
In charge?”

“Maybe you should tell her about the angel,”
Kathy whispered to me. “It must mean
Something, it has to.”

“No way!” I whispered hard. “With how she is?
Her attitude? They’ll call me some freak,
Think I’m like Moses or something. I don’t
Want to be some…voice like that. People get weird
About religion, the whole savior thing. That scares
Me to death, the fever…”

The preacher lady kept arguing with the
Elderly man…He and the crowd were demanding
Action, and she only begged for patience…things
Grew more heated.

“This is freaking me out!” I whispered. “What
Is building?”

“Whatever it is, I know one thing.” Joe said
Angrily. “I am fed up with hearing that
Bible lady talk for me. Every time we
Get sucked into this dream she’s talking
And I’m sick of it. She never asks anyone
Anything, she only lectures…”

“Why, because she’s a woman?” Julie spat
From the other side of Joe. “I hate being
Here too. I just can’t wait for this dream to
Be over. This is like a nightmare.”

“So say something, Barbie.” Joe groaned at her.
“You’re a girl, you’re fed up…You chew her out.
I open my mouth and I’m always the big
Bad black guy.”

“No one said that about you.” I told him;
I liked him…But he was right we never got
To talk unless we were standing to the side alone.

“Well bible lady over there seems to think she’s
The boss.” Joe pointed at her angrily. “Quoting
Scriptures all the time…Revelations all the time.
What is this, a dream or is it church?”

“Religious nuts are always like that.” Julie
Moaned, shaking her head, wishing for it to
Be over. “Everything is some symbolic
Meaning from the bible. All they do is quote
The bible, they can’t even think for themselves
Without it.”

“The bible is like 10,000 years old,” Joe groaned,
“I don’t see what it has to do with now…
The end of days…The year 2000 came and
Nothing happened…So why this?”

“The bible is not that old, you ape.” Julie
Told him. “Don’t you know anything?”

I turned to Kathy nervous, and whispered to her,
“But something did happen to me…New Year’s Eve
1999…The Angel.” It freaked me out. “That
Can’t be this, can it? It can’t have anything
To do with this, it can’t!”

“But maybe we are supposed to discuss it
Though?” Kathy whispered.

“I don’t want that responsibility. No way.”
I whispered, nervous.

Joe tapped me on the arm to relax. He seemed
To sympathize…We always did agree none of us
Wanted any big deal made of this… “All I know
Is I am getting sick of listening to that bitch
Talk for me.”

“Don’t say anything.” Julie protested with a
Hard whisper. “Just let her talk so this can
End and we can wake up. This is awful.
What are we supposed to do about this, it makes
No sense at all. How could we?”

As the bible lady continually tried to calm
Down the group of arguing men and women,
Especially the painfully disfigured elderly black
Man…Joe finally lost it…

“Hey you, Little House,” he shouted at her, “Why
Don’t you shut the hell up and let someone
Else talk. I’m sick of hearing you talk!”

The woman sharply turned to him. “Excuse
Me? But I believe we discussed this—“

“Excuse you, Miss Prairie Town? What were
You born with a bible in your Mama’s lap
Or somethin’?” Joe shouted, pointing his finger.
“The man is talkin’ there and you’re not
Listening. You never listen. You only talk and
Talk and spit words at us, lecturing at us
Like you’re the sister of Jesus. Why don’t you
Shut up and let someone else speak?”

I bit my lip to fight to laugh.
Julie grabbed her jaw and winced. “I cannot
Believe you said that. Why couldn’t you just let
Her talk?”

The woman turned all her frustration on Joe,
“Oh I suppose you would like to lead the
Group in a sermon of your wisdom, young

“Young man?!” Joe shouted in rage. “Listen I
Ain’t no little boy Miss Heartland Mama, I may
Not recite the bible like some looped recording
Or something. But I swear I can tell you
One thing is Faith is one thing you ain’t got.”

“And how would you know this?” The woman
Asked him defensively. “Would you care
To enlighten us here?”

“Don’t talk to me like some kid!” Joe grew angrier.

“Why did you have to antagonize her?” Julie asked,
Holding her cheek as if in pain. “You couldn’t
Just let her talk?”

“I am doing the best that I can.”
The woman shouted. “I suppose you could
Do better?”

“The man is in pain,” Joe insisted, “He is
Not asking for some recital from the bible!”

“Clueless.” Julie whispered under her breath. “God,
I cannot wait for this to be over!”

“Maybe if you and your little friends
There paid attention more, and spoke less,
You would understand my point instead of
Making juvenile wise cracks over something
You do not understand.”

“Whoa, Little House of Horrors,” Joe
Was ready to leap out of his chair he was
So mad now. “Listen, I’m
No little lost boy for you to talk down to,
I am in my thirties!”

“And where has it got you?” The woman
Snapped. “You and your little friends don’t
Have the answers! You can barely
Dress yourselves properly…” She said referring
To Julie’s nightie.

“What?!” Julie immediately shouted. “You
Had better not be referring to me, you
Mother F—“

“Go mean Barbie, go get her!” Joe cheered
Her on sarcastically.

Julie jumped to her feet to face the woman.
“What did you say to me, what was that?”

“Oh dear,” the woman returned with a bitter
Tone, “Don’t upset yourself, I realize it’s hard
To think and dress yourself properly, especially
When we are confronting more serious issues here.”

Everyone’s eyes were popping, although the black
Man asking the questions before still struggled
He somehow seemed amused along with the

Julie, I had never remembered her so furious,
Stood violently strong to face the woman. “I
Am so sick of people judging me…You stupid
Preaching cow! Just because you tie yourself
With some self righteous mythical golden
Chain to a religion like a hypocrite…Making
Excuses to judge others through your religious
Beliefs to hide your insecurities…Miss let
Me fill my face with donuts for breakfast,
And coffee, cake and ice cream every day…
Fattening yourself up because you can’t
Control your mouth or appetite, hiding
All your problems in food then judging
Others before you judge yourself…you can’t
Control or judge yourself…because you’re

“How dare you!” The woman shouted as it
Seemed to turn into a cat fight. “Why don’t
You dress and behave more like an adult
Before you open your mouth!”

“Oh you’ve had more than enough time to speak!”
Julie yelled with an unstoppable rage. “That’s
All you’ve ever done is judge and talk and
Lecture. You have no answers of your own. You’re
No leader. All you do is repeat quotes from the
Bible. And you call that spiritual? You’ve
Learned nothing from that book but how
To condemn others!”

The woman’s jaw fell open in silent shock…

But Julie was so fast to attack she left her
No opportunity to give some petty defense. “You??
You miserable lecturing overzealous cow!
You’re judging me on how I look? You don’t
Know me. You know nothing about my life,
NOTHING. And I owe you or no one no
Explanation for how I dress when I go to bed.
I take care of myself because I learned
Long ago that all people do is judge others
By how they look…and tear them apart about the
Same, if they dare to shatter any ego they
Create in a mirror. Oh she must be stupid,
That blond, she must be a slut, look at how
She dresses. What a stuck up idiot. You’re
The idiot! All people do is use others, try
To manipulate them to get their way, that’s
What I’ve learned. Some smooth talking fat
Pig always thinks he will connive his way
Into my life thinking I’m so dumb…I know
The game, I’ve heard all the lines you cow.”
She pointed to the crowd, to the elderly
Black man who had been trying to talk.
“You have no answers for him? Why, because
You can’t find a quote in the bible to guide
Him with? Stop using the bible as some
Tool or weapon. Think for yourself. Anyone who
Constantly quotes others nonstop cannot
Think in their own words! Tell him
Something yourself from what you see, you
Can’t, can you? Can you?”

The woman couldn’t speak.

“Well, let me tell you something Miss Prim
And Proper Fake Virtues…These racial issues
Constantly on the news. Why is it always about
Men? Oh sure they put some pretty girl
Newscaster to report the stories…horror stories
About violence…About MEN fighting…MEN
Beating up other men…hate crimes, racial
Violence…I am so sick of always seeing
The MEN’S issues all over the news! White
Police beating up black men…Black men
Rioting or spewing complaints about it…The
Women talk and no one listens…They are the ones
Shouting out the heart stories…The women
Aren’t the ones making the headlines with
Violence, are they? Oh sure there are some,
But by far it’s a man’s violent playground
Out there!”

Joe had to swallow at her words, everyone
Was stunned at her point.

Then Julie went on angrily, “These hate
Crimes are disgusting! They’re also nonsense!
All the media does is hype them up…
And it’s always the men doing it, losing it…
Making speeches and excuses…While the
Mothers, sisters and wives are crying picking
Up the pieces! And these gay hate crimes…
I don’t see any lesbians on the news?
No, why? Because it’s so easy to get these
Men all worked up until they fight, preach,
Scream or cry…Gay hate crimes? They’re
Really men hate crimes, aren’t they?
Because they’re so easily worked up! Such
A perfect distraction! Then everyone
Is crying and carrying on…protest, memorials,
Fund raisers…Because all the little boys
Can’t get along.

“And let me tell you something else, you bible
Witch. I have many friends of all creeds and
Colors, all religions…It’s always the men making
The lectures like they know everything…
Looking for some sweet pretty girl to charm,
Some benign, naïve, seemingly innocent
Youth to win over. Women aren’t stupid. But
They sure do let the men talk too much. I
Only follow along because I say let them
Make fools of themselves, they can’t shut up
Or stop talking about how brilliant they are.
But they don’t win me over. Only the weak
Women let men take care of them, use them
Because they’re too lazy to get off their ass
And take care of themselves…They hide behind
A man sp they can preach behind him…
No one takes care of me. And I don’t allow
Men in my life to use me.

“You want to give this poor man some advice?
Tell him to stop giving in to this ridiculous
Frat-boy bullying…These problems are nothing
New at all! They’ve always been there. The
Little boys are always fighting and I am so
Sick of it. He is a victim of society, of the
Media’s hype and manipulation and obsession
With violence and prejudice. They don’t want it
To go away, so they keep fixating on it. And
It’s never going to stop until we stop allowing
The abusers to control everything. Stop the
Bullies from having power. Take the power
Away from those men obsessed with it
And let the right ones have it…”

There was a sense of final silence as
Everyone took in Julie’s words. She had a
Good point, several actually.

“And who would the right people be?” The
Woman dared to ask her.

Julie stood strong, unbreakable. She smiled
Sarcastically. “The ones too afraid to take
It, because they’re the only ones thoughtful
Enough to respect it…both men and women.
Not the ego driven maniacs obsessed with
Standing in front of the room…The
Ones standing quietly in the back have
Been trapped there for too long. It’s time
For the big mouths to shut up!”

Apart…back again to the Circle of Light…

“Was there any resolve to that confrontation?”
Brishan asked.

“If it was more than a dream, I don’t know.”
I answered. “But I can tell you I learned
A lot from Julie…She was, is, pretty and
Smart…And when she speaks there is a sense
Of thunder about her.”

“Was she right about the violence, and the
Men leading it?” He asked.

“I would have to say yes.” I answered. “There
Are many issues the news depicts that gets
The public upset…men and women both have
Issues…but men lead with the violence…”

Malik stepped into the circle once again.
“That’s a very interesting story but we are
Delaying important talks.” He said as I
Noticed he was holding a thin bundle of papers.

“And those would be?” Brishan asked.

Malik held his notes up. “The matters of
The Watchers Observations…involving abductions
And experiments.”

“I do believe these are all related.” Brishan said.

Rana then stepped forward to Malik’s side…
This was seeming more like a heated debate
All around! “Have you not paid attention to
Anything he just said? This is all relevant
To the experiments and abductions.”

Malik made some face…some grim, confused
Expression. “And how is that?”

Rana pointed to the notebook. “The Firehouse…
The meeting they were summoned to…
The warnings…race riots…revolution…
Civil unrest…It was a premonition. They,
The overseers on their planet use their
Premonitions to manipulate the population.”

“But this hostility continues…” Malik
Insisted. “They aren’t using their premonitions
To fix anything.”

“Exactly.” Rana said. “Can’t you see it? They
Are using their premonitions to make things
Worse! It’s a game to them, not a solution.
They see how the public reacts and utilize it
To make it continue, utilizing weaknesses
And vulnerabilities to incite further violence.”

“But I am talking about physical cases.”
Malik said, waving the papers. “Generational
Abductions…experiments on a physical level.”

“And his Firehouse story is the result of that.”
Rana explained. “On his world that is.”

“The matter of abductions varies greatly.”
Brishan added.

“But that is regarding all worlds.” Rana
Insisted. “Are you judging all worlds or this ONE?”

“What are you suggesting?” Brishan asked.

“I want to address the physical threat of
These abductions…on the whole.” Malik

“That is not the issue here.” Brishan said.

Rana grabbed the papers from Malik and
Reviewed them. He allowed this, curious
To her intentions…as everyone was. She
Studied them quickly and decisively.
“Alright…” she said… “Yes, there is
Much to cover here.”

“I said this!” Malik insisted.

“The point is what to express here
Right now.” Brishan told her.

“The Firehouse story was important,” Rana
Said, “Due to current conditions of their
Society. Prejudices are massively destructive…
And a tool of manipulation in their culture.
But there are also other aspects of
The Abductions…

“For generations on this planet bloodlines
Have been cultivated…Many of them, for
Varying purposes…
The group the Watchers selected on
Earth were taken from many groups…
Samples, if you will of all forms.”

“And the research was for?” Brishan asked.

Rana looked the papers over briefly again.
“Like we have learned…the metahuman
Project…to push the human form to its
Limits…of what it is capable of becoming
On this Earth…some sort of super-human…

“Some groups were studied for precognitive abilities…
Others, telekinetic abilities…physical regenerative
Powers…While others were more sinister…
Involving breeding, hybridizing and testing the
Limits of endurance and pain…
How much suffering could they take before they die?

“How far could they take the brain’s
Lucid and delusional tendencies to its limits…
In other words, brainwashing and control…
How to control the brain, thought patterns,
Interests, obsessions, behavior…fantasies…

“Control aspects…subterfuge…reward and
Indulgent mechanisms…such as with the
Senses, sex, food, material pleasures…

“Every group was measured differently. Some
Were tested on many levels…in various,
Often diabolical ways. Fear seems to be the
Key factor of control, but then, all the bullies
Know this. The overseers of the abductions
Would know it well. Thus, making most
Subjects afraid to discuss their experiences.
They would be humiliated and embarrassed.

“At least 10 percent of the population
On this planet has been studied this way.
The Watchers selected 144 from key

Brishan studied Rana’s face. “You
Seemed concerned?”

Rana hesitated as she looked at Malik
Quietly before answering. “The 144
Selected were from…some of the most
Intense experiments…I do not believe
They fully understood what level they were
Subjected to.”

“Meaning?” Brishan asked.

“They had the greatest risk,” Rana
Answered, “And the greatest potential.
That’s why they were selected.”

“And eliminated once they discovered
The Watchers were monitoring these
Abductions.” Malik added.

“Please clarify.” Brishan said.

Rana spoke carefully avoiding my eyes.
“This was, and is…the culmination of
Years of their program…Meaning
Whatever the plans for the project
Of Earth has been…This generation
On the planet now…contains the
Vital components of release…The
Final formula…The end result…

“Scattered amid these groups
On the planet…awaiting activation
Are the end result of the Metahuman
Project…Both its doomsday…and ours…

“That’s why the Five we have are
So critical…Both to save and stop
The others.”

Ceres tapped my arm, “You need to
Rest now.”




Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 27AUG2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (27 August 2016) during dreamtime.

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

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean, Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 20AUG2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (20 August 2016) during dreamtime.

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

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean, Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Thunders…The Watcher’s Classified Files…Ghosts…

*SONG* I’m with You by Avril Lavigne

The Circle of Light…
In the chair again. ‘I thought this part
Was over?’ I wondered, but before a thought
Could grip my mind…it began…

Before me, at the farthest reaches of the light
I could see the platforms, the faces of Brishan
And BR’Riel and the aquatic humanoid, fixated
Upon me…Stone-faced, their eyes intense and
So heavy…What was this?

Then Varence appeared, he strolled from the
Shadows to the very center of the circle of light
As if it were the simplest of things to do
Then he stopped and stared at me with that
Smile of his; it was unnerving. He folded his
Arms over his chest then nodded to Ceres.
Again, there she was sitting to my right…
Beautiful, elegant…yet somehow magically
Indestructible. She smiled at me plainly.
“Do not worry, just write as you
Normally do…everything will be fine.”

Those were luminous words! “Do not worry?”
I asked. This didn’t sound good at all.

Brishan nodded to Varence. “Ask him.”

“Ask me what?”

Varence’s expression was restless,

“And?” I asked.

“I told you in the weeks ahead,” Varence
Explained, “That your writings were going
To take their toll…That they would be
The hardest you have had to do so far.”

“Yeah.” I said, with a tone that insisted
He explain everything without more delays.

“There is something we need you to do.”
He said carefully.

“Yeah?” I moaned…

“We need to review some of the subjects
Experiences from the mission.” He finally
Said. “From your mind.”

“You keep referring to them as subjects,” I
Said as coldly as I could. “They were not that
To me.”

“The assembly needs this.” Ceres reluctantly agreed.
“And they need to hear it from your point of view,
Not Varence’s wordy, mechanical, riddle some

“Thank you.” He sneered.

“Is this your way of punishing me again?”
I asked. “Why?”

“There are details paramount to the current—“

“Just stop tip-toeing around it.” I said.
“You’re going to do it anyway, so don’t
Play it as some kind request.”

Brishan broke the discord with his
Serious tone. “I apologize but we requested
This…Now please if you would…”

Varence locked eyes with mine and
It began…

September 10th 2001…

There was no choice…
Kathy…She was twenty four, still living at home
With her folks…still waiting for her life to take
On some magical path, for the dreams that resounded
Through her thoughts, days and nights to manifest
Into some kind of real form…

She had gotten up as usual, dressed to go to work
At Friendly’s…Her parents had already left for work…
The morning was heavy and grey…typical…
But the haunting feelings from the night before
Were especially strong…Something disturbing was
In the air, it made her feel sick and anxious.
She fought everything that morning, her routine,
Everything was off. But she couldn’t put her finger
On it.

Somehow through a blind, numbly driven sense of
What to do she went through the motions, got
Dressed, scarfed down a raw Pop-tart for breakfast,
Grabbed her purse and keys and headed for her
Car in the garage. The old blue compact Chevy
Sedan never appeared more ominous…She got in
The car, put the keys in the ignition and froze.

Life twisted and turned by some hazy vision…
The morning was not the morning, nothing was real.
Then suddenly smoke began rising from the hood
Of the car filling the garage…More and more
Of the thick vaporous puffs began to fill
The garage. What was happening?
She hadn’t turned the ignition yet? Smoke?
But the smells, the sounds…everywhere.
She was in the garage but wasn’t.
Smoke and more smoke. What was happening?
The sights and sounds, from something beyond.
She heard screams, explosions…The sense of
Intense panic. She could swear she saw people
Racing around the car through the smoke in
The garage. What was happening?
She closed her eyes and could only hear screams,
Rumbling…but it wasn’t thunder…

The smoke, it was everywhere now. She couldn’t
See. Her heart raced, she was terrified…
What on Earth was happening?
Had she lost her mind? Nothing like this had
Ever happened before.
She kept seeing people race by, the most frightened
Looks on their faces. She pinched her eyes shut
And prayed…What was this? Make it stop.

The roaring grew, the rumbling like thunder…
The thunders…but not from the sky, it was as
Though it came from everywhere, everything
Seemed to shake…Then it felt like the whole
Garage was about to collapse right on
Top of her car. In a frenzy of fear she managed
To pull herself together…jump out of the car
And bolt out of the garage…She raced to
The house, the back porch step thinking she had
To call for help, 911, her parents, someone…Then froze.
There was silence…morning sounds…birds, the

She turned back to look at the garage. There was her
Car, the driver’s side door wide open. But the garage
Was completely normal? Where was the smoke?
The people? She blinked like crazy, her heart
Racing…What happened? What happened?
Had she lost her mind?

Her mind raced, thoughts spinning, spitting out
Words and phrases as she scowled at the scene.
Was it a dream? Had she lost her mind? Why
Had that happened? Something was going on. Something
Was very wrong. She imagined it? Was it imagination
Or something else? It made no sense! No sense at
All! The car was fine. The garage was fine. There
Were no people running around.

She took a step towards the garage, then another
And another, then froze and took a deep breath.
Think now! Why? What was going on? It
Had to mean something. Was it a vision, some
Kind of premonition? She had never had such
An experience before…so intense, vivid, real.

Then as if struck by a magical wall, the
Wind blew through her and she heard them…
The whispers of many voices on the wind calling
Her name… “Kathy, Kathy, Kathy…Wake up.
They’re talking to you.” But who?

Emotions pitched and frothed inside her, calling
Out to her senses, her sight and feelings. Feel it,
Don’t think, doubt or wonder, just feel it. Listen,
Don’t speak, feel.
And she did by her spirit’s command, gave in to
The feelings and not logical thinking to gain the
Path to understand what it was.

Time to stop the nonsense, to break—if only for
A little while the daily programming of what was,
To see what will be.
That’s how it comes, through shocked senses
Massively before it happens for real…The shock
And the pain are the triggers for the psychic
Eyes of the mind…Some know this, others
Pretend or mimic…But for those with the
Curse to feel it, it is absolutely terrifying.

The higher forces speak and the spirit feels it,
There’s no denying it. The more you fight it the
Worse it gets. Without notice, by the whim of
How fate seems it so you are drawn in and cannot
Get out.
To explain it to anyone, why then they call you
Crazy…But when the manifestation occurs and
The proof becomes reality…you scare those around
You to death!

She knew something was wrong and it scared her.
It scared her so bad, she couldn’t go to work.
She couldn’t call anyone to explain, they would
Think she was completely nuts!
But something was coming, something was about
To happen…and soon, very soon.

Her mind became crazed. “Knock, knock” would
He write one day… “Knock, knock, tick tock…”
Who are you, what are you? This voice in my
Mind telling me things…” She hovered,
Swaying back and forth in the mind holding her
Arms…She was freezing and it wasn’t even cold!

Kathy turned away from the garage and
Walked down the driveway in a daze. She was
Freaked out! And the words in her head just
Rumbled nonsense. “Knock, knock…tick tock…
Who am I? What is this? Who are you? Voices,
Eyes, ears and minds are listening to me
Somehow, some way…on a piece of paper! On
A computer screen! But not now, then…
Then…When? The future?” My God she
Felt totally crazy.

She reached the end of her driveway and
Turned…left or was it right? Down the
Sidewalk…walking, walking blind…Her eyes
Studying the neighborhood houses. Everything
Looked so completely normal. The few people
That were home, the cars in the driveway, the
Cars drove by. No one acted strange,
No one sensed anything unusual.
Still the voices filled her head as the wind
Blew and the trees rose above her like
Silent sentinels of time…immune to
Human rites of passage. “Knock, knock,
Tick tock…The Bell Tolls…The Thunders…
The Voices of the Stars…The Watchers…
Someone could hear everything she was
Thinking! People were reading her thoughts!”
She felt betrayed, a pawn to some big
Scheme, a character on a giant board game?

“They hear me! Someone is writing this all
Down and reading it, they think I’m nuts!”

She kept walking and walking. Where?
Who cares? She was crazy, right? Does
It matter? “Someone is writing this all down
And I look completely nuts! I’m walking
Down the street, I see the cars, my neighbors.
Look there’s Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones is home
Today…again…Probably spending the whole
Afternoon on his computer again looking at
Porn…HA! Write that down whoever you are.
Mr. Jones is looking at porn all day…And he
Thinks no one knows…He’s out of work,
Supposed to be job hunting but no he’s
Looking at porn…Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones how’s
That porn hunt working out for you for
Work, sir? Oh my God they will think I’ve
Lost my mind! Who is writing this down?”

Kathy kept walking and walking, trying not
To think. “Whose reading my mind? Are
They watching me too? I’m wearing my Friendly’s
Uniform for work, is that hot for you? Yeah,
I’m losing it.”

She kept walking and walking, just holding
Her arms. Until finally she came across the
Small park by the pond at the end of
Her street. “Perfect! Swing sets! I’ll just
Go sit there and swing and swing and talk
To you, whoever you are…I ate a Pop-tart
For breakfast this morning. Are you excited?
What is so fascinating about me that you
Have to write down what I’m thinking? I’m
No one special. I’m hallucinating. My garage
Just filled up with imaginary smoke. It’s
September 10, 2001…Does that mean
Anything special to you?”

Kathy walked over to the swing sets in the
Park and grabbed a comfortable seat and
Started to swing. “Did you write that
Down too? Yes, I’m 24 years old and I’m
In the park on a swing set…swinging…so
What? Knock, knock, tick tock…What
The hell is that, a board game? What does
It mean?”

She kept swinging and swinging and talking
To herself. Her senses lost to the ether…to
Time…dancing to the command of… “I know
You, I know you…Those dreams. I hear
You now. But it’s not you, not now…You’re
In another time? Can you talk to me? Can
You hear me? Will we ever meet? I’ve been
Waiting to meet you, talk to you. Why are
You writing this down? Whose reading it,
It feels like a lot of people? Why? What
Does it mean? Please tell me.”

She just kept swinging…watching the ducks
And geese and swans on the lake…The pigeons
That flew by… “You like the birds…Birdman.
What is important about September 10th
2001? Why won’t you tell me?”

“All those people reading…the eyes and ears…
The doughnut guy…All those coffees…computer
Screens…print outs…The girl making notes. You,
Reading this over dinner? Other countries? MY
God, why are so many people reading this? Who
Are you? Tell me!”

The hours just kept passing by as if by only
A few minutes…more rambling.
“How’s that tuna sandwich? Ice cream again?
What is it, hot there or something?”

She just kept swinging. “I can’t feel myself there.
I’m not where you are…What time is it? What’s
The date? Talk to me.”

Then morning became afternoon, and soon afternoon
Became evening. She had spent the whole day swinging
In the park! Only stopped a couple of times to
Use the public restroom and grab a generous
Drink at the fountain. “My God, you wrote
That down too, didn’t you? Yes, I had to
Use the bathroom. I’m sorry.”

The swings…She just kept swinging…fighting
To think words so they would not be written
Down. Then…suddenly Sean, her long time
High school boyfriend was there…walking up
To her…Pale and concerned looking.

“Kathy?” He asked carefully…walking up to her
Still in his mechanic’s uniform. “Everyone is
Looking for you…is everything OK?”

She slowed down to stop swinging. “Sean?”

He came up to her. “What are you doing here
In the park? Are you alright?”

She started to cry. “No, Sean…I’m not alright.
Something is coming and I have no idea what
It is or what to do.”

Time split…back again to the Circle of Light.

“What was that?” I asked.

Varence stood calm and well composed. “Kathy,
One of the subjects.” He winced, re-collected his words.
“I mean, one of your group…You have her memories.”

Suddenly the notebook seemed like something more,
A tool, a telecommunications device with pen
And paper. I could not think, only write. “What?”

Brishan, at the forefront of the blinding lit circle
Tapped his finger on his desk. He looked displeased.
“What is the meaning of this?” He then pointed
To me, but his eyes were fixed intensely on Varence. “What
Purpose are you addressing?”

Varence only smiled, very self assured. “An event
Significant among them. A date very commonly
Known to them as September 11th.”

Brishan turned to the aquatic humanoid as a
Raucous of overlapping voices filled the arena, voices
I could not see past the circle of light. Brishan
Stared wide around acknowledging the discord.
“What is the meaning of this?”

“I am demonstrating the subjects’ precognitive
Abilities to events, significant events.” Varence
Explained. “One beyond our own which we study.”

“And this event,” Brishan replied with a raised
Brow, “This date of September 11th
Would be?”

Varence turned to me, appearing now more and
More as a lawyer. “Prior to this date, four days
Before…You were painting…that painting was, do
You recall?”

“Smoke signals.” I told him. “I painted it in
Black and white. I remember because I had
Never painted in black and white before…I don’t
Know why…I just did it…There was a figure
Making a big X…amid clouds of smoke. I
Remember it scared me. I had no idea what it
Meant…I had to do it. I don’t know why.”

Varence turned to Brishan. “Precisely.
No idea. They acted upon their internal senses.
Kathy experienced precognitive hallucinations…
Bill received through his painting…the message…
And Jennifer, the other visionary…sensed the
Event in visions and messages…which overloaded
Her senses causing her undoing.”

“What??” I asked…but they ignored me.

“Interesting.” Brishan said. “What was this event?”

“Hidden factions within their world’s powers
Were planning somewhat of a coup.” Varence
Explained. “Rogue agents with incriminating
Data were about to expose secret plans to the
World…unaware of their government’s knowledge…
It was about to be a disclosure…but die hard
Watchful forces intercepted this with a terroristic
Disguised attack on key buildings to thwart this,
Thus triggering world wide panic. Many officials
Had no idea of this, nor did the citizens…and
It became a wide-scale event of fear…mind-controlled
Groups are used this way to control the population…
Through terroristic attacks prevent
Unwanted disclosure and prevent revolts
Among secret factions.”

“They were going to disclose agendas of
Non-human contact?” Brishan asked.

“Yes.” Varence answered.

“So what happened?” Brishan asked.

“The public was terrified by the tragic events,
The destruction and deaths.” Varence explained.
“No information was disclosed. Rebel factions
Were subdued…And the current system continued
With fearful compliance. Only echoes of
Conspiracies leaked out…and those were easily

“So what was the purpose of the subjects’
Precognitive experiences?” Brishan asked.

“That 2001 was not the turning point as per
Instructed…And became a warning of intimidation.”
Varence explained. “Lives were lost. Many
Agents, of non-terrestrial forces from the
Alliance, involved in the disclosure as well as
Subjects of ours were lost in these events…”

“So the mission was re-evaluated?” Brishan asked.

“It had to be.” Varence said.

“What is he talking about?” I had to ask Ceres.

She only nodded once firmly, kindly. “Just listen
And write, you will see.”

“How many were lost?” Brishan asked pointing
To me.

“Approximately…half.” Varence answered. “Many
Sensed the loss…and soon there after took
Their own lives…resuming the trauma study of
Their own…secret factions’ experiments on these
Individuals…the trigger effect.”

“But this one was observed more closely.” Brishan
Said referring to me.

“Yes, from the start.” Varence answered.
“Though not until the angelic being visited
Him and imparted his gift was the experiment
Seen as successful.”

“Did they make contact with the Angel?” Brishan
Asked, referring to the secret factions.

“No.” Varence assured him. “They did not.
They could not; and still cannot. However
Observation continues.”

Brishan was skeptical. “Are you so sure?”

“Allow me to show you.” Varence went on…
Then turned to me, his eyes intense…his
Pupils like psychic weapons prying open my mind.
“View screen commence view.” A giant
Television-theater-like screen appeared…
His words seemed like the conductor
Silently in my head as memories
Unfolded on the screen…from my point of view…

As if the screen were my eyes…

Remember, unlock the door…reveal…see it,
Show them…beyond words and telling, feel it.

The date…The Timing, by night…from the
Depths of sleep…TAKEN…Transported…
I’m walking down a hallway, white, cold…
No signs, no comforting decorations, just
A white hall, bright lights…I was being led
By a team, soldiers in black fatigues,
Lifeless-like with no expression. Were they
Human at all? Robotic-like in movements,
Strong built men…black, white…walking beside
Me a safe distance away. They were under
Strict orders, not to touch me, never touch me.
Just bring him here. That is all.

The date, the time…It was hard to think…
I felt drugged, but it wasn’t drugs…Some
Device they had blurred, disrupted free
Thought. A truth serum device?
They led me to a room…
Trying to think! The light in my head rendered their
Technology useless! HA!

They sat me down at a table…
I looked up. Across the room was another
Table…Everything felt
Fake, false—their alliance was a lie!

Then a tall, big, broad built black man
Came in…These were not the so-called men in black…
These were soldiers of the secret factions…

As I sat there, they began covering
The table with photos, still faces…pictures
Taken no doubt of the group I
Was in.

Shaken, confused, struggling for breath
I kept trying to sense details of
What was going on!
Then the questions started by the black man in charge.
“Do you recognize them?” He asked sharply.
“Do any of these people
Mean anything to you? Look at them, tell me!”
On and on the unending, merciless
Questions came without end. “Do I
Know them? Who are they? How do I
Know them?” They wouldn’t
Believe me, no matter what.

But I couldn’t answer them, not one
Thing about the people, or what they
Were looking for. HA! The light would
Not let me and I couldn’t fight it.

They were getting angrier, frustrated.
Sitting there staring at me…giving me these dirty looks.
As if that made a difference.

I have no idea how long this lasted, I was in a
Fog…But they kept staring at me…as I
Studied the pictures. Honestly, there were so
Many faces of numb-looking people I couldn’t
Recognize them…Maybe they had been photographed
Under duress, half asleep, I couldn’t tell…
None looked familiar, yet they all did…
I just kept staring at the pictures, and the
Men in black fatigues stared at me. It went nowhere.

And then things took a very different tone…

Asleep, awake…I couldn’t tell, but it was clearly
An interrogation…Me staring at these pictures…
The men waiting, staring…a stand off…

There was some kind of whispering among them…
Then a door on the opposite side of the room to the
Left opened and in walked 3…reptilian humanoids
In robes…No hair, their heads looked almost like
A dull cone shape, greenish-black scaly skin…red
Snake eyes. They were all the same height, around
6 feet tall. They were expressionless, their faces were
Like that of some monster movie, sort of human
But clearly not…Far too detailed looking to be
Make-up, and all three were identical…I had the
Strong sense by their forms that they were
Female. They immediately locked eyes with me,
To intimidate me I suppose…The soldiers were
NOT shocked by them at all, but would not
Look at them; out of respect or fear, unsure.

Then one of the reptilians spoke, a raspy, almost
Hissing voice… “Leave us,” she said to the men in
Black…It was CLEAR then they were female,
I could feel it…3 female reptilians, what?

The soldiers seemed to bow their heads, look
Away and left me alone with the 3 reptilians.
I was stunned, but somehow not afraid at
All…The drugged state I was in had no
Effect on me talking and they knew it…
Oh well. I just watched as the 3 of them
Seated themselves at the table across from
Me…and stared me down intensely.

Moments passed. I could hardly believe my
Eyes, they were sitting there out in the open.
No disguises, as if it were completely normal
Staring at me, studying me. And I in turn
Was studying them.

I didn’t care what they thought or sensed
Or whatever, if anything the longer they
Watched me the sharper my senses felt, and
The more awake I became and they knew it.

Finally, the one in the center put their hands
On the table and tilted her head at me,
Her chin slightly raised. “You are not

No kidding! “Should I?” I asked.

She pointed at the pictures, as if her presence, their
Presence should affect me? “Do you recognize
Any of these people…at all?”

I just stared at her, if anything felt annoyed.

“Speak!” She ordered. The three of them seemed
To act like a team staring me down. “You
Know them?”

“Do I?” I asked.

“You know who they are.” She said, her voice
Was awful, like nothing I can describe. A talking

“I have no idea what you are talking about.
I don’t know these people.”

“You do know these people.” She insisted.

“I’ve never seen them before.” I was lying
Of course, I recognized a few…though they
Looked half asleep and drugged.

The reptilian woman looked at her companions
Then at me. “Why won’t you answer our

“What are you asking me for?” I said. “Don’t
You know?”

“You will answer.” She said.

“I will?” I was sarcastic, feeling wide awake.
“Your drug stuff is not working.”

Oh she grew mad, the one emotion they did
Express. “Who are they to you?”

“People in pictures.” I said. I pointed to one
Picture. “I recognize that one…I went to
High school with her. She works for the Department
Of Defense. You know that.”

I swear she hissed. “And the others?”

“People you abducted off the street?” I asked

“Who are they?” She asked again, those
Red eyes were horrible!

“I don’t know.” I said. “What do you want
Me to say?”

She looked at her companions…Moments passed.
Silence. They gave me these icy looks, but somehow
It just bounced right off of me. I have no idea
Where I found the nerve, I should have been
Scared out of my mind but I wasn’t…It was
Like something inside me took over I could not

She nodded to the wall behind me…Then a
Soldier walked in…He was white in black fatigues,
Well built, buzz hair cut…No expression to his face.

She nodded at him…He withdrew his side
Arm and pointed the gun at my head and
Cocked it. “Now,” he said, “You know I can’t
Shoot you…but…I can shoot those you
Love, that you care about…while you…watch.
Don’t tell me there isn’t someone you care
About. Now tell me the information I require.
Do not play games with me.”

I felt the worst blind rage ever. I hated
Them. I hated this. But I had no voice to
Give them!

“Now tell me who are these people.” The
Reptilian woman asked, ordered again.

I met her eyes ferociously. I have no idea
How I did this without shaking. But I was mad.
I did not feel like myself at all. “I told you
That I only recognize my friend from high
School…right there.” I pointed. “I cannot
Tell you more. I couldn’t if I tried.”

Suddenly her red-slit eyes seemed to light up.
At last she understood…Their interrogation
Wasn’t working…couldn’t work because
I had no control to give…They had no
Control…Whatever was in my head put
There by the Angel would not allow it, no
Matter how I felt.

She nodded, then gestured for the soldier
To put his gun down and leave the room.
She seemed impressed, as did her companions.
They watched me in unison, every gesture
And blink they seemed to share…They
Were communicating somehow but I could not
Hear them.

Finally, she broke the silence. “There are
Only half of them there.”

“What?” I asked.

“In the pictures.” She said. “Of your people.
There are only half of them there.”

I thought for a second. “My friend from high school
Was never there!” I insisted.

“How do you know this?” She asked,
Intrigued. “How can you be sure?”

“I never saw her there.” I told them.

“She was in your group.” The reptilian woman
Said, almost pleased that they were finally
Getting something. “She was from the beginning.”

“Well, I never saw here THERE.” I was able
To say. “If she was in the group, I can
Tell you they never picked her. She never
Went…Or at least I can say, they are not
Interested in her.”

The reptilians looked intrigued. “How do you
Know this?”

“I just know.” I said. “She…was NOT…there.”

“What do they want with you?” She asked.

“I don’t know.”

“Has anything changed?” The reptilian asked.

I was confused. “What do you mean?”

“Since September 11th…” She spoke very
Carefully and slowly. “Since the deaths…
There were many more of you…” She
Watched me.

It felt as though a wall had hit me. I was
Completely blind to it before…I believed it a
Dream…all of it…Yet somehow, somewhere
Deep inside it was more…But NOW…suddenly
Her words woke something inside me…Flashes
Filled my mind…The dreams, the group…

Wild images raced through my mind…Children
In cages…injections. Groups of people in their
Pajamas half asleep standing in crowds…
Many groups…soldiers…auditoriums…A dark
Room a circle of light…a separate group…
Familiar faces all ages…and then the deaths…
Suicides…The red light in the sky at night…
I stared at my wrists…

“We know.” She said.

I could only stare back at her numb.

“You look surprised.” She was wickedly
Happy. “Yes we know your secrets…Their

“You know…about the Angel?”

“Yes.” She said like a hiss. “What did he put

“I don’t know.” I said honestly; at least for
The moment.

A long drawn out pause…She seemed delighted?
Was evil and joy all they knew? She watched
Me close. “What does Jennifer’s death effect
Have on our time line?”

I swear my heart stopped beating. “What?”

“Jennifer’s death,” she said slowly. “How
Does it effect our timeline?”

“Jennifer?” My mind raced…The dreams
Weren’t dreams anymore! I started to panic.
“Jennifer…is real? The Jennifer from my

She, the three of them watched me with
Surprise…confused. The entire moment turned.

“She’s real?” I shouted, I wanted to hit
The table. “She was?” I corrected…
Consenting to the fact of what she said…
“She’s dead?”

They would not answer.

“It’s all real, all of it?” I was desperate.

They only stared blankly, coldly…

“That book was based on dreams!” I told
Them. “Just dreams.” The entire world felt
Like it was made of glass and was shattering.

“How does it effect our timeline?” She asked
Me again

My insides were frozen. My mind wide awake.
Thoughts, feelings, senses collided like an
Internal war… “It isn’t good. That’s
All I can say.”

“Everything can be fixed.” She said coldly.

“You can’t FIX this.” I told her angrily.

She seemed to tense, breathe hard, then
The three of them got up and left the room,
Leaving me alone…And my entire world
Changed at that moment.

Then I was blinking. Once again sitting
In the circle of light…Brishan watching me,
Varence staring at me…and Ceres.

“This isn’t happening.” I could only
Say, write down…

Varence watched me carefully, his head half
Down… “You said that last time too.”

Brishan…The great Lion Man BR’Riel, the
Aquatic humanoid…all eyes beyond perception
Felt like a ton of weight on me… “I can’t
Feel anything.”

“You said that last time too.” Varence repeated.

Ceres grew increasingly aggravated as she
Watched them. “You know what’s going
To happen now.” She told them sternly.

“She died, she really died?” I asked them.

No one said anything.

“You keep asking me to do this,” I told
Them… “All these people…subjects? Kathy,
Bobby, that guy…Robert in Rio…Marco, Lily…
Jennifer…she killed herself.”

Varence stood straight but calm and kind.
“When she was 30…Not long after
September 11th…She lost all hope of her
Dreams…many did…It was a tidal wave
Of loss after that. No one intended for it
To progress that far…”

“But you didn’t stop it either.” I told them.

“We couldn’t.” Varence said. “You hadn’t
Opened the box yet…The bridge had not
Been made…And they were on to our
Contact with you and the others
In your group…so they began…killing
You off.”

My mind exploded.

“I told you in the weeks ahead I would
Ask you things I never have before.”
Varence said. “That it would be difficult.”

No comment…

Brishan looked to Ceres with heavy eyes…
Then to me… “The words you write are
Weighted now…This is, awful information
To process…For us all…But I want you
To know…And tell them in your writing,
To those that will listen…The timeline
Has begun to repair itself…some will not like
It…as the world will shake in ways it
Should have long ago…New doors will open
As a result. The loss you have experienced…
Please, I do not intent this to sound
Unkind or too harsh…but there will be
Compensation…particularly for those who
Walked this road with you…

“The world will change…Those clinging to
The old ways will suffer the most misfortune.
Embrace the present…Open the door to
Tomorrow with hope…Stop making those
Choices that bring pain…The good will come.
It will.”

Ceres stood. “I think that is enough
For now…”

Brishan nodded. “You all have my instructions…
If anyone should interfere in this process…
You know what to do…”

Varence nodded kindly. “Stop writing



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 13AUG2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (13 August 2016) during dreamtime.

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

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean, Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: The Thunders…The Watchers…Classified Files…The Gift of Magic…

*SONG* “Here Comes the Rain Again” by the Eurythmics

The Rainbow Bridge…The Circle of Light…

The Siren’s Song…The Calling…

“He moves he breathes he feels
Compelled but to obey. The box opens
The calling comes, drawn by her voice.
None can resist the power,
Especially when the 9 are together.

“Voices, ancient voices deemed it so…
Foreseen, foretold…Forthcoming, by waiting
Cries of suffering that cried out for help.
Will someone help me please?
Tortured souls that cried out the same plea
For thousands of years…
Through eras and generations these cries
Always seemed to go unanswered…
Was anyone listening? Didn’t Heaven hear?

“But then who’s to say that one voice
Mattered more than any other?
Because so many begged, me first…me me me…
Instead of we. More than one, more than all…
Who first, man or beast? Animals
And plants cry too…
Of course someone was listening, everyone
Was listening. It was just a matter of time
And circumstance. And finding the right
Way to handle it.”

Hazy vision cleared beneath the circle of light…
She stood there front and center before the chair.
Vala, with her honey colored hair framing her
Beautiful face and bewitching eyes like a hood.
Her tall elegant curvy slender shape
In that simple pink dress…She wore simple
Things like they were mystical charms…
That was her way. She had the Gift of Magic.
Varence stood smiling behind her, Ceres
Sat to my right…The setting was like the
Last time…An arena of light centered
Before the platforms of seats and desks…full
Of an assembly beyond description.

“His words grow increasingly charming,” Vala
Hummed as she held the spotlight. “And to
Think from so far away…it seemed so…
Simple. From afar things always appear
That way. Upon closer inspection, that’s
Where the details are revealed…Then it
Becomes so much more…interesting…
Or ridiculously absurd…Take my measured words
And be flattered, my friend…You always held
My interest…even from far away.” She turned
Ever so slowly to glare at Varence. “But for
Some it took longer to reach that decided
Conclusion…And to think he was nearer all
Along…and yet for him it took so very long
To see it. Men!”

“Vala,” Ceres said with a firm tone and bewitching
Flashing eyes herself. “There’s no time for small talk.
However tempting it may be. Please,
Proceed properly.”

Vala nodded, “Of course.” Who was she to argue,
There was still much to do. She seemed
To blink once and in an instant re-compose
Herself. “They are listening of course.” She
Said for me, staring at the notebook. “The
Eyes and ears waiting for the next

“Hear me, we each abide this process in
Our own way. So I will be blunt and
Speak what I will…Take my words or
Leave them, either way once they find their
Way to the mind…haunting, they will never
Leave them.

“With this part, I address the
Sciences of the mind…The obscured
Manners in which they have come to understand
Them…And the true nature of Magic.

“All the worlds know this, these things. They merely
Call them by different names. But they
Are still the same…Powers, magic. And
They all seek them out…

“In 2056, the Earth will finally make
Greater discoveries with the powers of
The mind…Once they dismiss these
Notions of creating artificial intelligence…
It is their downfall you know, and
Will teach harshest lessons.
Then and only then will the blessed eras
Of lasting peace and harmony bear fruit…”

“2056?” I asked without thinking, forgetting
I should not question or interrupt…

Vala immediately hummed in response…
“Ah, of course…the troubled wayward
Sense of mortal concern time…” She
Turned in a circle, eyeing all…addressing
The assembly and all curious eyes and
Ears of the notebook…
Time is the immediate concern. When?
How? Where? Why?

“The Demands are so particular…”
Her hum and manner became more
Dramatic; though her cares were different.
“Troubled time…times.” She hummed…
Then resumed to stare intensely upon
The paper and words written down…

“Enough dates have been shared, lest
The Dark Ones listening dare to break
Them. Spill a secret and they challenge
The fates to reshape it their way…

“As we have said again and again…
So many questions…Offered answers
Go completely unnoticed…yet they are
There…2056…The date that changes
The mind…

“The Ascended Master offered the most
Precious gift…write it down…by mind
Through arm to hand, fingers down on paper.
THAT is how the answers come.
The more you practice the more you learn…
As with all things…labors of the hands
Through the mind. In art, in science…
In science…it is always written or drawn

“Magic knows this…Is magic in the
Mechanics of a keyboard machine? Or
Born of the mind? Impatience and
Uncertainty grabs for clues at cards
And devices…Where is your intuition? Do
You dream through a machine box? Are
All solutions found through artificial means,
Or is it a mind that by chance stumbles
On the solution through random
A spark, a flash, a trumpet or bell…
Then suddenly the knowledge is
There. Wisdom knows no timer, nor
Do valuable lessons learned.

“Oh what is she riddling with, her words
Are wasting my time!” Vala laughed…
“Such ignorance of impatience will
Whine and complain…comments without end.
The wisest always listen carefully, they
Do not need to leap about with
Rambled opinions. We know who listens
Best…Those with too many questions
Always fail the test.

“Why am I speaking in turn now?
I’m answering everything in between
The lines…
Dare the devil’s scheme to break the course
Again, to intervene in selfish behalf…
Then I speak to shatter them…

“Those of dark and infested minds
Be blind…blind to the words and deaf
To the sounds…so they cannot see it
Coming…” She hummed louder and
Sweeter… “Bind, blind them to break
Them…So they cannot see and never
Will the truth revealed that comes
To shake and break them…
Awaken shimmering, shining, dancing,
Never-ending lines and light…sing
Your songs in silent motion…
The bewitching haze of true magic…
With unstoppable cascading rhythm sound
A silent song…Those dancing lines…
And all at once they come alive…
Choirs of angels set forth by their
Master conductor…The lines and light
To resound the opening of the box…
And all the trumpets sound to call this…
To make it happen…The wheel…
Ring of Stone…Ring of the Ancient
Makers…set into Ancient ground
Guided by the stars…to call to the stars…
Cry out…Ancestors…Come…
Shatter times troubled veil…To set it
Free…Raise the Four Winds and
Highest Seas…Know this…There is
No safe place to be…not when truth
Is set free…”

Vala twirled her hand elegantly, with
Some mesmerizing sparkle to her golden
Eyes… “Round and round the wheel
Now freely turns, moves, spins…
The clock unlocked…Hear the bells
And whistles and drums in ears…
Hear the sound of freedom…

“From the far and four corners
Of Earth…Time once again finds its
Freedom song…
What’s this…a contraption has
Foiled freedom’s course for so long…
SHATTER those devices that bound it…
SHATTER those minds that lied to it…
SHATTER the schemes to hold it back…
The bubble burst…
And now the songs of nature
Once again rise like kings and queens…

“The elements claim their royal crowns…
Ruling signs…Magic is in the AIR…
Intuition in the waters…
Waters that flow freely…
The fires in the feelings, passion, faith…
Move…make it move…
And AIR rules them all…
To heal the Earth…so that she
Can nurture once again…
Let the wicked that held her back
Now face unending troubled tasks…
Will they hide or abide the wheels
Of freedom…
What is that with this I say?
The old ways are said and done…
The New Age shall rise now…

“Oppose the natural Forces set Free now
And explode…Claimed by chastising
Fires of Feeling…
Earth, Air, Fire, Water…
The signs will Feel it…And by
That I speak of your Zodiac signs.”

Vala seemed to strut about the Floor
Enchanting the assembly with her
Walk and siren’s song…She held
Out her hand pointing a Firm Finger
Down… “They Felt it already…No
Denying it…They upon the Earth
Obsessed with dark ceremonies…
Rituals engaged with blood offerings…
NOT magic, but entreaties to spirits
To entice them to do their bidding…
So with this I say…and
By aid of silent voices of minds
That read it…SHATTER ALL
Dark ceremony entreaties…
They have no power anymore…
And they will never see it coming.
But mark my words they will
Feel it…And let them feel it
Where they crave it most…
Fall to Failure with their desires…
And reverse the course of where
Fortune falls…Right the Wrongs…
Let the children sing songs…
As a new age breaks to begin…

“True, this will bring chaos…And the
Journey will be long…but it is the only
Way to set it right. And it will
Be righted…As seen foremost
By the Ruling Sign of AIR…
And the winds that blow…
Arctic wind make ICE, shun heat…
So that all the seasons feel it…
Cool and calm…and with the
Breath of every cooling breeze
And icy wind let wishes of lost
Heart songs find life again…
Bring lost hope to life again…
And let peace and harmony sing
Songs to nature to soothe the aches
That have troubled there…

“Things will get better, they will improve…
But the cleansing must come FIRST…
There are still so many pests out
There hiding…lurking in dark
Corners to hunt the innocence…”

Another sparkle fell upon her
Flashing bewitching eyes… “Let nature
Find her strength again…and return
Proper respect to beasts of burden…
To restore the wild…let the animals
Bear witness to wrongs to right them…
Let them show their rights to justice
Too…For if no one wishes to acknowledge
Their equality here as well let them
Find their judgment by tooth and claw.
Let the animals have their time once
Again…And let those that love them
Be blessed…May miracles guide and
Gentle the harsh test to come to spare
The animals from further loss…
And let those that aid them find
Peace too. For gentle is the hand that
Cares for the animals…And both will
Need the help now too.

“Move Wheel, Move, Spin…
Make it so…onward and onward…
There is so much to say, so much to do…”

“Could she say more?” Varence stepped up.
“I think my head is spinning more
Than ever…Her words…I feel dizzy.”

“Wait.” Vala hummed and smiled. “The
More time passes…The stronger the
Words will become. For the Wheels
Of Earth have been still for too
Long…There is much spinning for them
To do…They must catch up after all.”

“And you are sure your words
Will do this?” Varence asked.

Vala smiled. “Remember who you are
Talking to.”

“Should you now mention my sister Vala’s
Reputation?” Ceres smiled to add. “As the

“Only of Dark Things.” Vala corrected.

“There are many that believe that
Magic does not exist at all.” Varence added.

Vala turned to face him fast. “What is magic?
To them,” she said pointing to the notebook,
“For their ears, eyes and minds…magic
Is but a term…They do not fully appreciate
These things yet…Once they did, in different
Terms, beliefs…faiths…The concept of
Magic translates in many ways and
Minds on different worlds…Magic is
A science of the mind…The way it works
Is but for only Masters to know. Some
Are born with it, some not…Even
The cold logic of science has its definition
For it…Powers of the mind…The psychic.”

“And how many grace themselves with this
Titled gift?” Varence asked…as a lawyer
Might, for the assembly’s address…

“Many claim it true,” Vala hummed, “But
Few demonstrate it.” She smiled and
Again her flashing fixated eyes to the
Notebook. “For you, your world…The
Eyes and minds that read this…I
Believe so many quest for this rare…gift?
Something that will unlock the secret
Door of their inner mind to bless them
With such fantastic gifts?”

Silence…Were they waiting for me to answer?
“Yes…Many look for this.”

She stared into my eyes…though I kept
Writing, how she did this, I cannot say.

“For twenty years,” Vala went on, “Since
The first gathering of the 144 to the
Orientation of the Great Hall…All that
You bore witness to, became experience
For us to see…We know how many
Quest…and how so few truly achieve it.”

“Prophecy and supernatural sciences
Are a taboo in their culture.” Varence
Attested. “This is their society’s way
Of maintaining control…crippling the
Strength of Free will with paranoia and
Self doubt…so that such independent
Powers bare little fruit.”

“The only way to achieve inner power is
To conquer the programming of the slave
Mind.” Vala said. “If these people want
To understand how to achieve their inner
Power…lesson number one…They must
Break the programming of the slave mind.
No gifts will grow to those glued to
False devices…such as artificial intelligence.
Intuition will always be maimed this way.
I believe you call them computers?”

A further pause. I was being asked.
“Yes,” I said, “That is what they call them.”

“So tell me,” Vala asked, “From all you know,
Were taught…The greatest Masters of
Psychic Powers throughout history…Did
They use computers?”

“I have to say, no…To my knowledge…
None did.”

Varence leaned towards me. “That is why I
Have always told you stay off the computer
As much as possible.”

“It is a good start.” Vala agreed. “But
No blessed guarantee. At least the minds are

“So what then are you proposing?” Varence
Asked her as he crossed his arms over
His chest and held one hand up to hold his
Chin. “That you open these rare doors
Of their minds to invoke the next steps
To the future?”

“It is part of the planned equation.” Vala
Went on… “But then you know how this
Part works…For some it is too late…For those,
Their minds will fry…gripped by delusions
To misguide them…or rather, to guide them
Out of the way so that those on the proper
Path can open up their eyes and see.”

“Let’s try this,” Vala hummed, smiling…
“The lines and light, as we have studied,
As they and many more will study…
Have the power to unlock the hidden
Powers of the mind…True?” She asked
Them all before continuing… “But first
The lines must be activated…” She
“How are they activated…It’s simple…
By True Hearts…Not want of Desire, by
Simple True Hearts, the essence of
Power of the most sincerest Feelings…
You can unlock any door if you only
Have the right key…True Love, the love
Of a soul mate, two soul mates coming together
Always awaken the MOST potent of Magical
Powers…Which also attracts the Dark
Forces to try and stop it…But remain
True of Heart…And the Heart wins…
Fall to self pity and doubt, to shaken
Reasoning of the self proclaimed martyr
Of suffering…and they lose every time…

“You must never whine to unlock a power
Door, for that will only invoke trickery…
Ask a thousand questions…and you
Will get a thousand different…complicating
Answers…True intuition is very simple…
Know it, feel it, breathe it, see it…
Don’t hesitate. If they do not understand
This…They never will…

“The Darkness infests many of this world,
And so many grandly embrace it, even
Without knowing. You’ll know this by
The simple sign…If they do not feel
It immediately…They will not keep
Coming back. But if they speak the truth,
Others will sense it, and return again
And again.

“I am offering a valuable free lesson here…
For those paying attention we’ve offered
So many clues already,
First and foremost…always remember
This…Mind, body, spirit…
There must be a balance…gluttony
Is the greatest deceiver here…
Prophets faired to fast…
Magical warriors forged strong bodies…
Healers always nursed gardens
And the animals…If you want to
Heal your body…Always work to
Heal others too, including animals…
This is how the best healing comes,
Outside of a regeneration chamber of
Harmonic sound and light…
But helping others always aids
In helping others…And always do
This kindly, soft words work wonders.
For wisdom and advice to the future…
I have never known a healer
Or anyone with gifts…that didn’t
Have a garden or have a generous
Collection of pets…

“This of course reveals the obvious…
Those with dark souls or tendencies
Toward the Dark Arts, always shun
Gardening and keep very few if any
Pets…They surround themselves with
Icons and talismans, fancying their
Egos to entreat power…

“Betrayed and unveiled how are you
Dark Ones…The masks come off…
Quiver, quake, shutter, shake, deny it,
Lie about it…The truth is out…
Hide in sleep your so-called troubles
Away, then stay there…for if you dare
Open mouth with words to argue…only
More troubles will find you there…But
Rest anyway knowing…you had your
Chance…You chose your part to play…
But if nature is talking to you…
If animals are finding their way
Into your hearts and souls and
Minds, if the plants and trees are
Talking to you…Embrace it,
Embrace them. THAT is your chance
To find your path…Allow them to
Teach you what you need to know…
THAT is how to aid in connecting
To your inner power…

“Remember basic truths never lie…
So avoid the trouble by avoiding
The complainers…The loudest ones
Always suffer the same fate…
They die.”

“Somehow I wonder if any of this will
Fall on wise ears.” Varence chimed in
Smiling…that sly mile of his!

“What would you otherwise have me
Say?” Vala laughed herself. “Call out
For some token to bestow magical gifts…
To grant them power, undeserved,
Un-earned? Nothing comes freely,
And you cannot grant something
That isn’t there…” She turned to
Me, some riddle to her manner… “It
Was either there all along, and then
Awakened…or never there at all. FACT.”

“You obviously had good reason in having
A voice here to address the assembly.”
Varence replied nobly. But somehow I
Wonder…The purpose you have here…have
You said all there was to say?”

Vala smiled. “Of course not.” She hummed
Again. “The mysteries of the present are
Limitless…But you, they, all must understand…
Mysteries remain in secret…because they
Are not always meant to be answered by

“So now I offer this…
In the Dark Hours such as these…
There are times of tests…not by one, but all…
To test character first by virtue…
Who will make the right choice or
Selfish one…FIRST…
A selfless act wins the prize over a
Selfish one…To try and obtain power
By buying it or stealing it…Fails the
Test…But that is common knowledge…

“Sacred arts, True Magic…must always
Be given as a gift freely…That is power.

“Second, there is no quick course to wisdom.
That takes years, no scholar is born or
Taught in a handful of moons…That takes

“This world is full of those chasing dreams,
Both sincere and false…Which is why the
Spheres offer immediate solutions…Impatience
Always wants the fastest answer because they
Feel they have earned it…Scowls will abound
At these words…
They do not want help or advice or change,
They want immediate solutions to problems
They partake in…and they want
Praise for it…Save, save, save me…
Take the problems away…so that they
Can what, then celebrate…with further
Reckless habits to have the same problems
Build again…

“Which is why the Fate is sealed…The
Current system is destined to collapse…
There is no other way.
As said before…That is how the higher
Powers understand life…to rise and fall
And rise again…until finally it is done right.

“The mental sciences of the mind offer
Only a magical assist as we do here…

“Again, they will scowl and think this and
That…nonsense? Words have power…in the
Right fashion, the right commencement
And address…In the riddles, songs answer
Riddles…seek them out.”

“You are condemning their future then?”
Varence asked. “After all we have
Said…with respect to Damara’s suggestions…
They have rights.”

“Of course they do.” Vala agreed. “But
There is no Freedom here. The Darkness
Hides among them, and in plain sight.

“Fine then, should I offer fairer
Chance for them to find a way? Then
I grant them this…one simple spell
To aid their way…Courage of the Heart.
It’s that simple.

“Stop being afraid of what others
Think, be they parent, friend, foe or
Stranger…They cannot see the
Secrets or strengths of the heart, for
If they could…no one would ever
Argue…Courage of the Heart is precious
And rare…Crystals offer aid when it’s
There…Otherwise may they all fall and
Tumble. How’s that?”

“So it is that simple?” Varence asked
Nearly laughing. “You are suggesting
They follow the courage of their heart
To change things? That is the end?”

“As we have all already agreed,” Vala
Answered. “The chosen were already
Chosen…Their gifts are there, they need
Only to awake to command them.

“The only true chore or job to be done
Here now is challenge the Darkness
Itself; that is the true slave master
Here, the Beast that beckons all, that
Chains life to a course it suffers and

“The only true job to be done is to
Cast the Evil out…or trap it.”
Vala turned with a flash to her eyes,
An arched brow and sly smile.
“Blind and Break the Evil Eye
Wherever it slides and coils…Blind
The Predator, the Stalking Beast that
Hunts the Innocence…
Twitch, Twirl, Spin and Tumble
Find no steady balance, instead
Trip and fall like clumsy fools…
To never find footing…Blind the Dark
Kind’s eyes with light, steal their
Voices and let them find deaf ears
To fall on…So that no one falls for
Their tricks…
Bind the Dark to enchanted
Bottles, eyes burnt and boldly blinded
By the dancing lines and light…
And put the Jinn back in their bottles.
I know where evil lies…and disguises.
Forces of Earth, Air, Wind and Fire
Chase it away…May the elements
Reign in power over Darkness, Nature
To conquer it…to be Free…

“For where the land is cruel and
Poisoned…Nature will wage its wars…
Until the Darkness is cast out…For
A thousand years at least, so that
Troubled souls can then find peace.
These are the signs and prophecies
Of this Dark Hour…

“Swirling Storms over Dark lands
To cast out the Beast…

“Shake the harshest lands that serve
Evil…until the living flee there so
That nature can reclaim it…

“And for the Souls of Earth?
The living that Fight the Sword
Of Truth…Evil lurks in the
Untamed crowd, find safer peace
In nature…These battles will only
Worsen until they consume them
Body and soul…Those of good sense will
Know where to be…

“But over all, By and By, Nature will
Reign in power now…and grow and
Grow until it quiets the rage in the land.
The winds will bring icy ages to
Put out the heated tempers…
And surprisingly the animals will
Rise in places they never did before
To teach the future its lessons…

“Until the Great Fireball comes that
Will by forsaken end finally cleanse
The last bit of torment out…

“The chosen will survive this by
These words past instruction…The
Mortal instruments…write it down,
The hands simple work are the best

“The challenges will never end for
As long as spirits remain restless
And do not commit to contentment…
Reprise boredom for peace and
Appreciate it. Simple life lessons, that’s
Where it has always been.”

Varence turned about the circle, to
The platforms…where Brishan sat.
“You all have voted then already? You
Made it that simple?”

Brishan lowered his brows… “What did
You expect? Rewards for confusion?
As if right and wrong are not known
To them?”

BR’Riel then spoke out loud, his
Voice carrying like thunder throughout
The whole arena… “Nature has
Suffered most, and so shall be awarded
The power as judge.”

“And for those guided here for comfort?”
Varence asked.

“The innocent and wise have nothing
To fear.” Brishan answered. “If they
Have paid attention, listened and
Learned…They will know what to do.
They will…absolutely find their answers
And their peace.” He laughed. “You
Did not expect a ship to come to
Save those random voices did you?”

The aquatic ambassador spoke, his
Reverberating inaudible whistling-
Chirping speech was deafening.

Ceres leaned to me for the translation.
“He is saying, those that have been
Watched and protected will continue
To be of course.”

Brishan rose his hand to command
Attention. “We have agreed on one
Thing…If, and only if they do
Impress us with their will to change…
We will make a surprise appearance
Of delegates…In the mean time…the
Mission converts to the job of miracles…
Let us see what our candidates are
Capable of, how and if they can transform
The world…or else…an Ice Age will
Consume the planet after a series of…
Natural disasters…Then the future we
Have been shown can take seed, shape
And begin to grow.”

“So what is to become of the
Former Watchers then? Ceres and I?”
Varence asked.

“You will continue serving as guide and
Counsel…appropriately.” Brishan ordered.
“Until the time comes…for you to bring
The chosen to us.”

“To you?” Varence asked.

“Yes.” Brishan answered. “You do remember
Of course, the visit the Ancient Tribe of
The Danu made with the tribes of
Earth’s past? The treaties made…at
The stone circle? And the region of
The caves in that arid place?”

“The Treaty?” Varence paused as he
Tried to recall those details.

“The gathering of the rainbow tribe.”
Brishan said, almost sighing. “When,
Traditionally…they do finally gather
The correct individuals…They will
Then by given the details of the
Ancestral Home, the coordinates…And
They can call to those that came
Thousands of years ago to return
For assistance…counsel, and so forth.”

“Contact with their star brothers
And sisters.” Varence said to his words.

“Yes,” Brishan said plainly. “I believe
That’s what these people call it…First
Contact. The correct assembly of
A rainbow tribe can summon contact
With their star brothers and sisters…
But only at certain times, and certain
Places of course.”

“Certain times?” Varence questioned.

“Yes,” Brishan explained, growing tired
Of doing so. “When the stars align, as
They did before…In the late season
Of what they call autumn…When the
Stars align with the vortexes…
It’s the only way for their—the powers
Of the correct rainbow tribe—to reach
Through the alignment to the stars…
During the Leonids.”

“The Leonids?” Varence asked, looking at me.

“Yes, I believe that’s what they call them.
Every year…when they occur, that is
The traditional time.”

“And these locations would be?” Varence

Brishan grew impatient. “If you do not
Know that by now…you never will. You
Know how I feel about too many questions.”
He pointed with a nod to me. “Ask him,
He knows.”

“I do?” I asked, confused.

Varence smiled. “Ah, of course.”

“In the mean time our chief objective
Remains with that of neutralizing
Nibiru.” Brishan waved. “Now please,
If you would conclude your address
So that we may vote on other matters.”

Varence only smiled mysteriously. “I
Believe enough has been said…And I
See I have more work to do…And
Some interesting things to think about.”

Ceres tapped me on the shoulder. “You
Can stop writing…For now.”

My artwork: Witchcraft

Valiant: The Thunders… The Watchers… Classified Files

image*SONG* “Carry On Dancing” by Savage Garden

The Circle of Light…

Ceres was there immediately in the chair
Beside me, ready and waiting; this was new.

She spoke softly, was calm and composed.
“Listen carefully. Write everything you hear
And see, do not stray from course.
Be objective, temper opinions…but write what
You must, this is important. If you have any
Questions just ask me…I will offer all that
I can…but for now…just write it down.”

There was a hum, a heaviness to the air…
Then the light expanded to encompass a
Broad floor and a tier of raised platform-like
Desks, much like that of a court room where
A judge might sit. Only this light was
Shed on a portion which was directly in
Front of me.

Varence stood in the center of the floor
Between me and the platforms, in his
Clean white shirt…a sophisticated, proud,
Determined look on his face…He smiled at me.

Highlighted on the platforms ahead was a
Crowd, but I could only see three figures
One, front and center, was the tall blond
Brishan in his pale blue uniform. The eldest
Brother of the sisters. He was obviously the
Chief, judge, speaker to be addressed?

To the left was the great black Lion Man
BR’Riel I have mentioned before. He looked
Enormous compared to all, but somehow
Sat beside Brishan comfortably. Another judge?

To the right…Hard to write and see, to think.
A humanoid figure. Large head, fairly
Bald with a simple ring of what looked like
Hair around the top; like a friar. Eyes
Were large, more to the side of the head,
Blue-ish. Hard to think. Their presence,
Stare was intense!

Ceres leaned towards me. “Listen. That
One, stop there. Do not go into much
Detail, try to avoid direct eye contact. You
Cannot handle their mind. Just write.
They are a noble race. They are here
As moderators, reviewing non-human life

“I have seen them before,” I told her, “on the
Ship, the big one, a few years ago…When
That Asian woman warned us of the
Pulse and following days. They tried to
Scan my mind for the light, to see the
Angel. It hurts so bad to look at them.
When they speak…it’s like this awful,
Intense buzzing, screeching sound that
Grows stronger and stronger the more I
See them. The way they communicate,
It’s not with words, I can’t explain it…
I understand but not in words…They
Make my ears bleed.”

“They are an aquatic race,” Ceres said,
“Do not bother with a name, just call
Them the Aquatics. The atmosphere of
Their planet is very dense with moisture,
A water world if you will. They communicate
With something more akin to sonar-like
Telepathy. Highly intelligent, multilevel
Psychic abilities that can transcend dimensions.
They can hear marine life from across
Space, as well as all animal life and human
Life forms…as well as those in other dimensions.
Do not stare at them. Do NOT draw them
Or they will be linked to your mind and it
Could rupture your ear drums and temporal
Lobes. They can cause a great deal of
Physical damage, but they do NOT mean to.
They are a very kind race, very gracious…
You’ve said enough…Brishan, BR’Riel…
The Aquatic ambassador…That’s enough.”

Varence, aware of all said and written,
Watched me close. He became very serious.
“And now it is time for the address.

“For the sake of our friend here, the eyes
And ears of the readers…I will speak in
Simple reference to their understanding
Of time…
For the sake of the assembly here, I will
Begin this as an address to all.

“We speak in this language they can
Understand as processed by our subject
Here and his vocabulary…but it will be
Translated appropriately for whom it may

“It is irrelevant how they decide to interpret
This on Earth…Fact, fake, fiction, imagination?
If anything it is to our advantage to
Leave it entirely up to the reader…a mystery.
If it seems confusing, then our point is
Made immediately and they can simply
Stop reading right now. Intrigued? Then
Onward we go…

“Eons ago a massive project was undertaken
In the hopes of righting a terrible wrong…
A project that involved the deliverance of
Freedom to the universe from a Dark Empire…
But at the same time proved to be fantastically
Ground breaking understanding of life…Of
Ours and all existence and a profound
Glimpse into the higher powers and forces that
Are…creation…The, our, creator…Heaven.
This project, and its agents, became known
As the Watchers.

“We have watched worlds in the hopes of
Firmly grabbing at the chance to change
Things…improve things.
Our advantage is that we have been
Graced to exist outside of time…Details
Classified…This endows us with a far
More immeasurable appreciation of time…”

A brief pause.

“Approximately 4 months ago…that project
Was decidedly ended…voted upon and by
The assembly here…as the fate of all worlds
Was seemingly building to climax.

“The Paradigm of Nine Worlds was our
Prospect of the greatest potential…and thus
So it remains.
144 subjects were selected from 9
Slave worlds based upon their interest to
The Empire.

“My position was that of Earth…The
Seventh Circle…Some will see the relevance
Here. For others, again, stop reading.

“144 subjects of Earth were selected…born
Between 1930 and 1980…of those, 139 have
Been…lost. 5 remain…As foreseen by the
Star Elder and Seer for counsel. This
Has been a grievous loss, but necessary…in
Order to save countless others.

“We are now forced to conclude this undertaking…
By the 5 that remain, their purpose, mission
And future here…We now hold this hearing.”

Varence gestured to me. “This, is our
Messenger…our contact…or rather 1 of 5…
In order to move ahead, I have requested
To release some of our classified files…
Shortly one of the sisters of the Royal
House will be joining me…Damara…
To attest to the current welfare of the
Planet, it’s human, animal and plant life…

“I will be reviewing select data to expose
Some of our observations…Why?
Because it’s time to change the rules…
The rest will soon become clear.”

“Presently and within recent months we have
Been sharing stories with our contact in
Order to awaken and inspire any and all
Who would listen…
Some oppose and ridicule this of course…
As expected…resistance always follows
Any voice with a message…
However wisdom always has a respectful ear.
And now…for my presentation to you
Chancellor of the Assembly…

“On the matters of questions regarding
Earth…as a prospect or threat…
I am merely testifying that it is and has
So far been a slave world…manipulated…
Still changing…growing…that hope does

“That sterilization should not be considered…
But instead allow the Earth…to resume its
Natural course of change…without time
So instead we may focus on the original
And most obvious goal…to neutralize the Empire.

“The Earth is a Micro Aspect of Space…One
Planet among thousands in our universe.

“They, for the most part still question the
Existence of life on other planets…
Considering themselves, by manipulated educational
Data, to be the sole source of life in space…”

Groans…chuckles…and odd inaudible
Sounds from a hidden audience resounded.

The Aquatic humanoid made some…buzzing,
Whistling vocalization to attest to this…Then

Ceres leaned to me. “He is supporting Varence’s
Words,” she whispered, referring to the Aquatic
Humanoid, “He said the voices of the sea,
Earth’s oceans have long sang to the stars of
Slow, selfish of mind land dwellers that
Roam the world with little respect to any
Intelligence other than their own.”

Varence turned to face Brishan. “We all
Know where this region of space lies…The
Territorial claims of the Empire are vast. The
Sirian-Draconian alliance grabs at any
Star system with resource potential.”

“Physical and non-physical.” Brishan agreed
With a powerful deep voice; his tone was like
Thunder, wow.

“Yes,” Varence went on, “They have
Alliances with inter-dimensional races as
Well…Of course…

“For now, however, are aiming to point out
The state of affairs of the physical Earth
In its 3rd dimensional state…

“Now I have presented our recorded
Knowledge of the foundation of Earth
To our contact…
Slave ships of the human race taken
By the Empire crossed paths upon a
Virgin garden world of Earth and…by
Initial clashing of single sexed vessels…
Adam and Eve ships…were forced to
Co-exist, and thus colonize Earth with a
Temporarily freed human race…as well as
With the last remaining Lion Men…

“They built a world…new life…seeded with
Both new and traditional plant and
Animal species…Following the extinction of
The Empire’s classic, colossal reptilian
Fossil fuel making life forms…

“They built cities, admirable, though not
Extraordinary…such as Atlantis, Attan…
Lemuria, Mu, Arcadia, etc, etc…
Then built monumental transmission
Structures on Earth and the planet Mars
As well…to reach out, call out to the stars
For their long lost human ancestors to find

“This attracted the Empire’s attention…They
Sent their great star of death, Nibiru…
A war briefly broke out…The planet
Fell into chaos…

“But the inhabitants of Early Earth had
Forged something Miraculous, by the hands of
Their own Spiritual Ancient Masters…
13 Crystal Skulls, to mirror the forces of
Nature, time and creation…

“This presented unprecedented complications…
Unknown of course to the Empire, as these
Crystal Skulls were programmed to protect
And preserve the planet, as well as its
Inhabitants.” Varence smiled at me.

I was intrigued, looked to Ceres, but she
Only nodded for me to continue writing.

“What occurred?” Varence went on. “Yes, the
Empire conquered the planet…but…some
Of the inhabitants managed to flee into space…
Where they eventually settled upon a world
On the Edges of a region of stars known as
The Pleiades…This knowledge was secretly kept.

“The Crystal Skulls hurled the Earth into an Ice
Age after a massive series of devastating events
That literally cleansed the surface of the

“Some survivors fled into a secret existence in
The Hollows of the planet…While the surface
Survivors were albeit eradicated to one sole
Family group…They were experimented on…
Genetically spliced with various DNA samples
Of other conquered races…And programmed
With the intense desire to breed and fill the
Planet with a new species of metahuman.

“The new metahuman was designed to be
Intensely emotional, intensely aggressive…
Intensely hormonal…There was nothing modest
About this new creation at all.”

It was clear Ceres fought to hold some personal
Comment silent…She said nothing though.

“New plant and animal species arose and
Spread as well…from an ark carrying these
Survivors…It was a joke at first.” Varence explained.
“Amidst an array of rich ecosystems…
The Empire wanted to see how far they could
Push this new metahuman to develop…
In the far-fetched hopes of creating a
New being that could one day transcend
Dimensions and spread their tyranny
To the higher dimensions…” His manner
Became cold. He lowered his eyes at me.
“It was arrogant and destined to fail.
It always has been and will be
Impossible to invade Heaven.”

This was all processed by the skulls of
Course…Forged by their masters, it was
Imprinted upon them to then use any and
All strategies of the Empire to shape
Its own defeat…To encourage bloodlines…
The development of family lines to use
As future weapons against these ruthless
Soul-less invaders. And it’s worked too.”

A brief pause. Varence strolled about
The floor with hands crossed behind his

“Now,” he said with a playful tone. “Let
Me present this concept to the assembly…

“Build a race of metahumans…Control them
Through bullying…and various intimidating
Organized religions…then what do you have?
A mess. Land masses full of segregated
Groups, clans, races, families…powers…
Countries…All seeking to survive and at
The same time best one another…This
Leads to conflict, which leads to war…
Which leads to an endless quest for
Power to dominate.

“Populations clash, cross and grow…
Building a world laden with a complex
History…But still constantly manipulated
Through bullying and organized religion.

“Morality and virtue become taxed
Beyond reason…In a primal state, it’s
Barbarism…The sheer simplicity of
Human nature becomes lost. To witness
This is…maddening. As a Watcher it is

“Then lo and behold…vexed by troubled
Eyes and mind what appears? A princess
Comes to Earth…As a noble fellow
Watcher…And in an instant everything
Changes. By miracle of nature, this
Legendary princess brings with her beauty
And magic, the spirit of a voice to
Change things…with two simple little
Bear cubs…Unlike ever before in all of
History, her influence is so strong she
Influences the sheer limitless force of
Nature…with a Mother’s love…

“You all know the story…of the day
Ceres came to Earth…
She dared to change things…She did not
Hesitate…She knew what was right and
Wrong, no one told her…and she knew what
Rules to break to do this.”

The Great BR’Riel grinned at this as he sat there
Watching her, his prized pupil…and then to me?

Then I noticed Brishan was watching me. He
Smiled at me. I turned to Ceres. “What is
Going on?”

“Just listen, watch…write.” She whispered…
Suddenly I felt like a Watcher.

“Move along, Apollo.” Brishan said
Strongly. “The present…”

Varence nodded. It felt as though this
Was a court somehow… “Ah yes…the present.
But that is my point…Yes, many will
Listen, watch, read, whatever…What is
The point here?

“For ages a new world grows, new civilization,
Through a menagerie of Empires, each
Echoing the great Dark Parent that
Tortures Space…

“An intervention comes from star visitors…
Pilgrims passing by visit the Earth and
Impart a…starseed gift…to change things…

“Time marches on…As a new metahuman
Evolves…Again, for ages, thousands of years
Life is an epic struggle on Earth…
Technology is limited by bullying, slavery,
And the simple science of the Wheel.

“The Wheel…pushed, pulled by carriage
And beasts of burden…For thousands
Of years life passes this way…Until but
Only about 150 years ago…suddenly,
Technology explodes with machines. And
With technology, so does greed and
Power grow…

“The battle for Dominance becomes more
Wicked…Again, echoing the Dark Parent
Empire…Move ahead to what the Earth
Calls the Twentieth Century…and the
Wars become horrific!

“Science becomes the key measure for power…
So what happens? What happens
So suddenly as this technology
Transforms the world?

“The concept of life on other planets
Becomes more than myth and stories told
By old empires…Because as the Earthlings
Face more gruesome wars suddenly
There are these…accidents.

“In the Southwest of North America
A space vessel accidentally crashes…
Engrossing the local government and
Scientists with the feverish thirst to
Understand and dissect it…mimic it…

“While at the same time around the world
Other strange space visitors begin to
Appear…abduct subjects…There are
More crash accidents…more encounters…
Until all the world powers are
Independently questing to best each other
By imprisoning this extra-terrestrial power,
Their knowledge…their science…to
Improve their own…”

Varence throws back his head laughing.
“Accidents. The world powers form secret
Science groups to investigate and master
These…accidents…While at the same time
Denying they happened, or that the
Science exists at all.

“Oh the web they weave within this…Each
Power, each country marvelously making
Each their own unique…discovery?

“Why there is even a mysterious visitor to
A world power…A stranger at the Pentagon
To urge guidance…warn of dangers…
To advise…”

Varence shook his head. “Accidents. Now,
For the assembly…for the eyes and ears
Of those to find this address on paper in
Their minds…let me just ask…

“Advanced races…from the Stars…visit a
Primitive planet. Accidentally crash? And
The survivors are taken, imprisoned, their
Sciences studied, copied…And you honestly
Believe an advanced race would allow this?
For their people and far superior science
To be played with by a world of a
More primitive existence?
That they would secretly forge deals
Separately with world powers…That
Would play against one another?
They are fools of Earth if they believe
Any of these things were accidents…

Plotted…yes…Planned to every detail,
To which World Power to appear and
When…yes. Abductions to involve fear…yes.

“Let me put it plainly. If space visitors
Of any respectable intent were to
Appear…and such accidents did occur
They would not ever agree or consent
To secretive deals.

“Those of Higher Esteem from other worlds
Would never make contracts that would
Harm innocents…FACT.

“The Watchers’ subjects and their mission
Never intended to loose lives. Those were
Taken. We were merely studying those
That were already being experimented on.

The Alien Agenda, as they refer to it
On Earth is such a vast complicated
Scenario that it is ridiculous.

“Governments involved with extraterrestrials?
Preposterous. Why? First of all…These
Alleged space visitors that accidentally
Crashed were already around long before
The present civilization.

“Aliens do not exist…because they have
Been around a lot longer than modern
Earth humans. FACT.
They were the creators of the Mythic
Fall described in Earthly religions…
That consumed the ancient world and
Transformed it to what it is today.

“Lies. Lies. Lies and more lies…All told to
Protect the greatest secret of all…That
Earth was not the first, nor the last…
That the governments have no control in
These matters…They are but pawns played
On a stage…

“Why not one of the world powers nor
Its secretive elusive groups that deal
In alleged alien sciences have any
Clue in what they are dealing with.

“Some suspect this, true, that there is a
Far greater scheme at work…but so
Far none have made the alliances to
Find better…

“So again I speak plainly for the
Great thinkers…Every race so far
Encountered, every race they have struck
Deals with are all pawns of the Empire.

From the Watchers files…
My observation…
Shoot a monitoring ship down, have it
Crash…introduce the alien element to
The local population…watch and let
Them fumble around with it like children
With a toy…Will they get scared? Will
They be kind? Or will they plot
Selfish gains?

“If you question my words or what
I remotely suggest…Then ask yourselves
These questions…

“How far has science come on Earth
In the last 150 years?
Has life become better with it?

“Weapons of War…Atomic power…
Lifestyle with technology…Are people
Any healthier now than they were
150 years ago? Are you so sure?

“And to those secretly working with
Your alleged alien contacts…Their
Technology is magnificently superior…
Do you honestly believe they cannot
Save the planet?
Ships that come from the depths
Of space…cannot save a planet?
They make deals that ultimately
Corrupt and further segregate World
Powers? They would offer tidbits
Of knowledge and watch a world
Of elitists thrive and remote
World countries plunder with
Suffering and die? What respectable
Space traveler would interfere like
That with those wide-scale

“You either watch and don’t interfere
At all…or you fully involve yourself
The best way you can…with absolutely
The LEAST amount of suffering
Involved…like say 144 subjects
Instead of millions.

“The Good Forces work together this
Way. They do not inflict pain or fear.
If they visit, they visit kindly. If they
Take, they give back with beneficial

“What is my point? The alleged
Extra-terrestrial forces working secretly
With world powers are not to your
Benefit. They never have been. They
Were not by accident. They did
Not occur suddenly. They did not
Allow their people to be taken,
Enslaved, held prisoner. It was
Well planned. And they fell for it
Like a child for a new toy.

“Are there Good Allied Forces in
The Universe? Yes, of course.
But they are not, nor have they
Ever…worked with your self-glorifying
World powers.”

Varence stepped carefully closer to
The notebook…to me… “Now before I
Pass this address of the assembly
To Damara…let me state this quite
Clearly…see it however you wish.

“Both the Good and Dark Allied Forces
Are aware of Divine Intervention…
They seek it out for very different
Reasons…But one thing is clear, one
Thing is very true…both respect it
And are afraid of it…Because it
Does not come lightly or without
Warranted cause…It takes something
Truly Powerful or Tragic to gain
The attention of the Higher Powers.
So remember that…” He pointed to
Me… “My friend, listen…if it,
Something bothers you…tell them
To back off because believe me a lot
Of people are listening…Not just
Earth. That’s why the Ascended Master
Gave the instruction…Take your
Time. Ignore anyone who says it
Can’t be done…And if they cross a
Line…Tell them…” He nodded to Ceres.

She turned to me. “Believe me, they
Will regret it. And there will be no
Second chances.”

“We,” Varence gestured around to the
Assembly, “are making something
Happen here…Like it or not.”

He turned and walked very casually
Closer to Brishan… “And now,
I would like to turn the address
To Damara…who will speak on
Behalf of the Welfare and Health
Of the current state of the Planet

Damara emerged into the circle of light
Very elegantly, her long wavy golden hair,
Flowing purple dress…she was a vision…
But did appear a bit distressed. “I have
No idea where…to begin?”

Varence laughed. “Why not with the
Notion that many still even question on
Earth whether or not life in the Universe
Exists out in the countless number
Of stars…” He gestured ridiculously. “Countless
Number of stars…other intelligent life? Why
Only on Earth of course.”

Brishan scowled. “Seriousness please.” He
Nodded to his more gracious sister. “Damara…”

She took a long deep breath. It was
Clear her tone would be different than
Varence…though what she would say…
You could sense would be shocking.
“May I have a 3 dimensional
Model of the planet for the assembly
To view?”

Immediately a large glowing orb of light
Appeared then transformed into a
Recreation of Earth; it was about 4 feet
Off the ground and 8 feet high.

Damara kindly pointed. “This is the
Planet of discussion, Earth. As you can
See it appears much like any other
Habitable planet…Oceans, continents,
Cloud formations…”

She walked slowly around the model,
Her eyes moving from its image to the
Assembly beyond view of the light. “I
Will take some wordy course to reference
Issues here…I would prefer to be direct.

“This planet is in chaos…

“All life, in order to exist in healthy manner
Must positively balance all aspects of
The essentials of life…Time, Light, Sound…
All are insanely out of balance on
Many levels…

“The atmosphere is deteriorating as a
Result of pollution and instability
In the planet’s core…The natives have
Been manipulating geological instability
With harsh sonic technology…which is
Causing more harm then good. It’s
Delaying the inevitable at best.”

“And that is?” Brishan asked.

“The planet is attempting to reset itself,”
Damara answered, “Due to all the toxic
Elements and poisonous influences that
Are harming it…A shift of the poles
To encourage re-alignment…Thus cleansing
The surface of toxins…

“All planets that sustain life have an
Essence this way…A life force, one that
Becomes a vessel to carry and produce
Life…Various crystalline elements act
As nerve and intelligence pathways…with
Metals acting as conductors of
Energy to nourish this…much like
Blood in a more fleshly body…All of these
Are suffering intense damage, from years
Of abuse. As well as from the draining
Of resources excessively for various misuse.

“This has gone on for some time, but more
Rapidly and intensely in the last 150 of
Their years…Which is why it is in a state
Of collapse…The cascade effect is absurd.

“But more directly, we are here to address
The life forms, the inhabitants distress?
The humans of Earth.”

“First,” Brishan asked on behalf of all,
“We must ask the question…with
Consideration to the history…The experiments…
Are they human?”

Damara paused, looked among the space
Beyond the light… “With regards to their
History…and all genetic engineering
And manipulation involved? The metahuman
Project? I would have to say…yes,
They are human.”

There was a rumbling of inaudible
Comments from the invisible crowd beyond
The lit circle.

Brishan looked at his sister seriously.
“We must be absolutely certain of
This conclusion before proceeding, you
Do understand?”

Damara looked kindly at me. “Yes, I
Understand. And yes…they are human.
A new breed of human, but still…
They are human…not some monstrous
Creation for diabolic purpose…They merely
Suffer from the slave mind existence. Properly
Re-directed…that could easily be changed
And they would then become much like
Any other human race…Freedom does
Grace itself with gifts we know. So
The assembly must be clear…These are
Human beings on Earth.

“And they deserve the rights and liberties
Of ANY life form, regardless if they were
Anything less than human. I would like
That to be stated clearly.

“I am aware of the history…How their
Ancients cried out to the stars for their
Lost ancestors to come…only to have the
Empire swarm upon them and render
Them enslaved, humiliated degenerates…

“If the Empire had never come, if there
Had been no cataclysm, no Fall…
Whether or not they are human would
Never have come into question.

“I was asked to study the problems here…
So bluntly I state them…

“They are corrupted by power…
Materialism…They are obsessive, needy,
Afraid…These are typical
Of an enslaved world, even some
Non-enslaved worlds…

“But they, at least there ARE some, that
Are passionate, selfless, loyal, spiritual
And highly creative…and their intelligence
Is adaptable…Those are all promising

“BY far the most disturbing and
Destructive qualities are their prejudices,
Sarcasm and need to attack or bully
One another. The need to dominate is
Present everywhere in the universe. The
Ego is without end, even free worlds
Suffer from that.

“There are some aspects which are disturbing,
But not unnatural, to their pitfalls…such as
Their lack of self control…particularly
In their diets and sexual indulgences…

“In our surveys we have found at least
15 percent of the population is openly
Homosexual…Furthermore, an additional
15 percent is severely in denial of their
Homosexual nature…thus creating
Havoc and various social and physical
Problems in their culture…from
Anything as simple as prejudice to
Outrageous acts of bullying, violence
And war.

“At least another 30 percent are very
Clearly bi-sexual…living extreme lives…
These are often the most promiscuous…
Their behavior is highly responsible for
Tyranny…Greed…Reckless indulgence,
Bearing fruit to disease, anarchy in
Social affairs…They literally want it all
And make offensive endless excuses to
Have what they want. This is primarily
Seen…very frequently in ruling type
Officials…And they are very secretive,
Even vicious about it.

“The remaining 40 percent fall under
The heterosexual lifestyle…which can
Literally manifest any destructive or
Beneficial quality…

“The reason why I break this topic is
Due to their culture’s obsession with
Sex…it’s everywhere…in every aspect
Of their daily life…and greatly if not
Completely influences their decision
Making. You cannot go anywhere
On this planet without encountering its
Trials, tests and tribulations…And if
You find this offensive…Do NOT go to Earth.

“Socially…the planet is a psychological
Mess…Due to traumas, prejudices, verbal
And physical abuse…Insecurities…I could
Go on and on…

“With regards to the state of health…
By far the plant and animal life
Suffers indiscriminately the greatest.
No question. These are viewed as sources
Of fuel, resources…or just plain sport.

“There is a belief that ruling powers
Have poisoned the population…That is NOT
The case…
Some of their more recent scientific
Experiments and more recent technologies
Have caused additional damage, true…
But by far, clearly by far…
The culprits of disease are more
Simple and sinister as well…

“First, you must consider their genetic
Disposition…It has been tampered with…
The recklessness, the indulgences…the
Lack of self control…all weaknesses
To their suffering…

“And you cannot deny, you absolutely
Must consider how they absorb their
Nutrients from where it comes…
Their farming practices have
Completely poisoned them…

“Plants and animals have been manipulated
And cultivated to such a degree they
Are not natural, but in fact beastly
Mutations with unimaginable…limitless
Consequences…And they absorb these
Nutrients, it only further antagonizes
Health issues…Obesity is outrageous…
Plants with excessive, even toxic levels
Of vitamin and mineral qualities…
Animals with mutated unstable DNA
Matrixes…Absorbed by an evolving
Metahuman race…
It is a radical, offensive formula
For health crisis…

“And then you include the obvious
Insane levels of sound discord, which
We all know destabilize any physical
Body’s essence, weakening it to disease…
Then what you have is one giant
Nightmare of endless health calamities…
Diseases and viruses thrive here…

“And then…there is the presence of
Extra-terrestrial diseases…no
Doubt introduced into the population
To study its effects…

“The metahumans, at least some, demonstrate
Marvelous healing abilities…but they
Are taxed to extremes!

“And this is all mirrored in the
Environment…It’s everywhere.”

A pause…Reflection…

The Aquatic delegate made some
Inaudible statement.

Ceres whispered to me the translation.
“He is asking then…the people cry
Out for help…What is there to do? How?”

I was amazed the vocalization/telepathic
Communication didn’t bother her.
“How can you or anyone tolerate that?”

“Time and experience,” she said, “You
Adjust. It even amplifies one’s own
Abilities over time…However some, like
Varence, must block it out or they will
Suffer ruptured ear drums or brain
Damage as I told you before.”

“The Question then comes to point here.”
Brishan said to Damara. “For all the
Debates held…what is at stake…can
The planet be fixed? Can it be healed?”

Damara studied the image of Earth.
“Can it be fixed? Yes. However…
They are extremely set in their ways…
From all observations…if the damages
Are repaired right now…within
100 Earth years…They will be back,
Or more likely even worse once
Again. Should we intervene…Who
Will listen becomes the question…”

Brishan thought for a moment…
“Apollo…you wish to say something?”

Varence stepped humbly up to Damara’s side.
“There are further issues to discuss
Here…We are only opening the
Surface here for discussion…to share
With our friend here…”

I avoided all eyes and just kept writing.

“Since the secrets of this world are
So limitless…and wide,” he answered,
“I would like to suggest Vala issue
Her own personal statement for the
Assembly…I am sure you will find
That SHE has some very interesting
Things to share…”

“Very well then.” Brishan nodded to me…
Sending his mind’s words… “Pause…
You need to rest…and we will conclude
This next time. Thank you for your time.”

my artwork: Wheel


Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 6AUG2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (6 August 2016) during dreamtime.

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

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean, Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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