Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Lost Tribe…

*SONG* “Eye in the Sky” by the Alan Parsons Project
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NNiie_zmSr8

It was one of those nights when everything
Felt heavy and I couldn’t keep my eyes
Open…I don’t even remember laying down…

There was smoke, the air was so thick
That I couldn’t breathe.
There were explosions, the sounds of
A thundering angry sky, of shaking
And cracking ground, and the awful
Sounds of people screaming. It was
Deafening, it was so loud and vivid it was
Impossible to believe that it was a dream.
How could a dream be that vivid, that
Loud? How could that be happening in
Your sleep?

I couldn’t see clearly, even my vision was
Shaky and blurry from the chaos all around.
I was struggling to stand, to see, to make
Sense of anything. I was in some kind of
City…but not any I knew.

The buildings were tall and seemed built
Mostly by their surface, of glass…
But I saw no concrete or steel…it was
Some kind of stoney construction…like
The deserts of the American Southwest…
The buildings resembled some sort of adobe
Style…and they blended in with a
Flat street and sidewalk that was perfectly
Leveled…

The sidewalks were equal to the streets
And wider than any I ever saw.
The streets were narrow, as if they had
No frequent use for machines or cars, in
Fact I saw no cars, or buses or vehicles
Of any kind. All that I saw
Were people running and screaming in
Terror…racing in every direction, some
Covering their heads fearing falling debris
That was pelting the ground. I had no idea
Where this was…but it sure looked like
Some kind of war was going on…It
Was a city in the midst of destruction.
I had no clue why I was there at all.

What struck me most was the people…At
First because of the shaking I wasn’t sure I saw
Things right…The smoke from the explosions
Made me squint and my eyes water…I had to keep
Focusing and rubbing my eyes. It sure felt
Real, like no dream at all. The people, their
Skin was a rich pinkish-red…it couldn’t
Be that way, I kept staring at them
And studying them as they ran around
And raced passed me. I had NEVER
Seen skin their color before…pinkish-red?
But the texture and tone of their skin
Was normal, was it some kind of movie?
It didn’t seem like they were wearing makeup.
There were subtle tones to their skin, variations
In their complexions that would have made it
Nearly impossible for makeup…And their hair,
They all had the SAME color hair? The old, the
Young…men, women, children, every age and
Size I could see…Their hair was a creamy
Beige color…thick, worn in different styles;
Long and short…even their haircuts looked
Strange? Cropped bangs, sharp not frayed…very
Neatly curled shoulder length hair almost
Like a standard among men, of the men and
Women…some seemed to display a more unisex
Look to them…

Even their clothing was odd! A creamsicle
Orange color that almost all of them
Wore…But some wore more elaborate tunics,
Again both men and women shared
All styles…Despite the chaos of them running
Around and the explosions, they were a
Very striking looking people…There was a
Very intense Native American feel to them
Somehow…something of an appreciation of
Nature…it was hard to explain, you could
Just feel it about them…

But those explosions! Blasts going off all
Around…The smoke, the falling debris made
It hard to stay calm. I just wanted to
Run and hide like these people were,
No matter how curious I was. And the
Sounds of rumbling in the sky, of the ground
Shaking beneath my feet also made it
Hard to think. What was this place?
Was it real? It was too elaborate looking
To seem made up.

And what was going on? A war? How? Why?

I just kept hiding behind things, a big
Box like structure here or there. I had no idea
What they were, only that they seemed good
For cover. I moved around as much as I
Could trying to see, to understand, no one
Seemed to see me though.

I just kept watching the people run, run
Into buildings, run for cover…in pairs, individuals
Or small groups. They seemed very careful
And mindful of each other’s safety. Not once
Did I see anyone trampled. In fact I
Repeatedly saw them helping each other.
If someone fell, another person nearby
Would stop to help them, guide them on.
I had never seen such quick and
Considerate concern before. Who were these
People?

The explosions kept getting louder, the
Shaking worse. Yet more and more people
Kept racing by, coming from further
Down the street…They were running
From something I could not see, but it
Was all so unclear…The only palpable
Thing in the air was panic, desperation,
And terror.

At one point I fell behind some kind of
Box by a couple of benches…When I went
To stand up there was a woman
Running by. She froze when she saw me,
Her eyes bulged. Then she stared
Me down, studying me. She had
The most amazing, almost glowing
Chartreuse colored eyes…

“Where did you come from?” She asked me,
But not with words! She asked me
Silently with her mind, telepathy!
“You shouldn’t be here!”

I tried to respond but all I
Could do was listen…

“You shouldn’t be here.” She kept saying. Then
She was peeling open my mind inside out
With her mind. I could feel it! Then she was
Nodding, she seemed to find the answers
She was looking for. “Oh I see why.” She
Said to me, “Look then, see, pay
Attention.” She ordered fast. “Make
Notes. You won’t ever forget this. EVER!”

“Who are you?!” I finally said.

Her arm shot out pointing to the ground
And then to the sky. “Them! They’re here!”

“Who?” I asked.

“Listen to me,” she said, “There’s no
Time!” I could feel the panic in
Her voice…She was not only talking to
My mind but conveying every emotion
She felt as well. She was terrified! Not just
By what I saw, it was much more complex.

“I don’t understand!” I told her…
This woman, who seemed 30 something,
But fit and trim and very smart; brilliant
Even.

Her face became intense, and despite the
Chaos she focused her mind to send me
Images…memories, thoughts, feelings…
Way too complicated for speech. It was
Like some huge documentary, but in
Fast forward…

She showed me details of her race,
Her world. They were a peaceful,
Nurturing people, living at one with
Nature, a powerful deep sense of peace
Within them. They were an advanced race,
Highly telepathic…

They were a trusting people, too trusting.

Some years ago…they were approached
By visitors from deep space…from far,
Far away…Making big promises, lots
Of big promises and they took advantage…
And lied…This foreign power
Only wanted their resources and the
People as specimens for
Some kind of research. This was all
Some kind of Invasion!

“Beware them.” She said. “Beware
The Destroyers. Beware the Triangular
Ships. They are not your Friends.
Beware them. Tell people. Tell
Anyone that will listen. Beware
The Destroyers! Beware the Triangular
Ships! The Evil is coming! They’re
Everywhere!”

“How can I tell people that?!” I begged her.

She kept sending me images from her mind,
It was an overload of information as the
Smoke and explosions continued all around.
There were whirling buzzing sounds in the
Air, ships flying overhead that I couldn’t
See…and the cries of screaming people, her
People, everywhere.

The pictures she sent to my mind…emotions
With them…first of hope turned to fear
And regret. Her blissful people’s existence…
Blindly preaching peace and hope, never considering
The darker side of things. They never knew
Anything different for generations. They knew
Nothing of liars, of deception…They were a
Telepathic race…such things did not exist
Among them. They did not understand the
Concept of deceit or withholding information.
These invaders had come disguised with
Friendly faces, human-like? They offered
Friendship and technology. But what they
Really wanted was her people’s genetic gifts…
Their DNA…

She showed me cascading images with lightning
Speed…of a Eden world living merrily for
Years with little knowledge of space. They had
Not ventured out into the stars yet, so these
Space visitors were seen as a miracle. But
There was something cold and cruel about them.
They showed little emotions.

For decades a slow process of integration had
Gone on with her people and theirs…As the
Visitors slowly, unknowingly corrupted her
World. It began with the young, poisoning
Their minds with selfish, reckless pleasures…
Greed, materialism, then lastly war games
And violence…through seemingly harmless
Games of competition that gradually grew
More bloody and violent…The easiest way to
Pollute and corrupt a world was to poison
Their youth…slowly this way, with
Games that dissolved the senses…appealing
To primal desires…sex and survival.

The old were led astray differently, by
Materialism, indulgence and technology…
Make them weak and lazy…dependent
On technology…make them shallow, make
Them vain…Indulge them, withhold…preach
And lie to them. Then give them more, then
Stall, take it away and repeat the process
Until all they cared about was more, more, more…

Nations, once peaceful, began to fight, disagree
Constantly. Unity in their world broke down
Until no one trusted one another. And each
New generation that came along was more
Corrupt, more greedy…hormonal and warlike
And competitive…until all anyone wanted
To do was fight, play games, have fun,
Collect treasures…party…

There once spiritual system began to break
Down as their religions reflected this as well…

Only the purest souls remained untouched by
This, as foretold by their most renowned
Spiritual leader…A man known as the
Star Elder…

Into each generation was born a handful of
Exceptionally gifted children, prized for their
Heightened telepathic and psychic abilities.
The Star Elder was the greatest gifted of
Them all…It was said he could see all, be
Everywhere…even into the vastness
Of the universe itself. He warned of
The coming of the Dark Ones, but on a
World that never knew evil…They could
Not recognize it until it was too late. The
Young denied the old ways, as did the
Governments as greed and materialism
Consumed them with fantastic new technology…

More explosions, more smoke, it was
Difficult to concentrate. But she kept
Communicating with me. I was locked in
Some kind of mental union with her as
She forced me to see, hear, feel everything
She knew no matter what was happening
Around us.

“You have to listen,” she insisted to my mind,
“You have to hear this…that is why you’re
Here. That is why you’re seeing this.”

“But how did I get here?” I asked her. “Why?
This is awful, I can’t do anything.”

The ground shook, so did the sky. What
Was happening. A horrible sense of dread
Filled her, then me…as she knew…it
Was coming to her world, an end.

“There is no future that exists for my world
Anymore.” She said. “All that we were
Is lost. They will consume us, and this
Will all end. Can’t you see, that is why
You are here.”

“What? Why? I can’t do anything to help
You.” I said.

“No, you can’t. You’re not supposed to. Don’t
You understand?” She said to my mind.

“But that makes no sense, so why show
Me this, the end of your world? That’s
Just the worst—“

“No one can help us, it’s ending.” She
Said, “It was unavoidable after all that
Happened. All that I can do is show you
So that you can tell others.”

“Tell them what, this?” I screamed in my
Head. “People will think I am nuts! Crazy!
No one will listen.”

“You have to tell others. Make them listen.”
She insisted, “If they won’t listen, then
You make them…You tell them once, then
You tell them again, then you tell them
Again! Then you tell them again!”

“Some story about an alien world ending?
About Triangular ships? About Destroyers?
What do they look like?”

“I just showed you,” she said with words
And images, “To us they came with
Friendly faces…The technology, the games
And lies.”

“But I don’t know how to explain that.”

“Just tell them what you saw here.” She
Insisted. “You’re seeing what you’re seeing
For a reason. Does it feel like a game?”

“No.”

“Does it feel like a lie?” She asked.

“No.”

“Then you do as I said and you tell them.”
She pushed the words deep into my head.
“Then you tell them again and again
And again. Make them listen. My people,
My world is lost…all worlds will be too
If they don’t listen. If they refuse to listen
They will be lost. If they won’t even
Consider it they are lost. This is not a game!”

The connection was broken. The ground
Shook, I slipped and fell, there was
Choking smoke. She turned and ran
Into a nearby building. Then there was
A huge explosion inside and the building
Began to crumble…

The connection severed and I woke up
Scared to death.

Puzzled, shaken…The words are a puzzle
On the paper. The voices came, familiar
Voices and now the notebook has a mind
Of its own…

“So are you going to tell them?” Ceres’s voice
Asked, though I could not see her.

“I wrote it. The words are there.” I write.
“Why now? People will think this is nuts.”

“Ah,” Brishan’s voice said next. “And
Wisdom and sense is broad and common
On Earth now, is it?”

“Huh?”

“He’s joking.” Ceres laughed. “He does have a
Sense of humor, my brother. When he’s not
Eating.”

“Appropriate, Ceres. Appropriate.” He said.
“Write the words anyway. Tell them.”

“There’s always a reason,” Ceres went
On, her voice…I had never noticed it
As much before. It was very soothing,
Very calm, yet strong. “Thank you…Now,
Don’t worry. Just trust it. Write the
Words and tell the story then pass
It along as always.”

“But why this now? They’ll think I’m
Trying to scare them.”

“If they think that they’re not
Paying attention to anything.” Brishan
Said. “No one is saying the world is
Ending, not here, not right now…”

“Listen to the light as well as see it,”
Ceres said. “It has a voice too…And
Remember what she told you in the dream.
There’s a reason there…You tell them. And
If they won’t listen, then you tell it again
Anyway. Then you tell it again, then you
Tell it again and again.”

“Oh joy. Is that the reason, this is the
Season?” I asked. “What does that say
For the New Year?”

“You want a more blunt statement?”
Brishan stated firmly. “Fine I will
Give you one. Change is happening on the
Earth now…people are waking up. The
Dark Forces that have conspired and
Corrupted things for ages are being
Challenged. They don’t like it and
Will resist and try to make things
Difficult…in many ways…But as you’ve
Said before…They have shaped their
Own defeat…By blindly ruling for
So long they created their own demise…
If the darkness rises, so will the
Light…So if they want good advice…tell
Them to sit down and shut up.”

“Oh, That was blunt.” Ceres seemed
Amused.

“I was trying as best I could.” Brishan
Laughed.

“You’re saying these changes are inevitable.”

“No,” Brishan corrected firmly, “I’m
Saying the rules have changed and will
Continue to change if they want to be
So aggressive…The words will fall on
The right minds…Kindness now, we insist.”

“I’m sure the point will be made.” Ceres
Added.

“Besides…We have stories for you to tell.”

“More?” I asked.

“For now, light…abrupt, easy.” Brishan
Said. “It will be enough to digest.”

“Perhaps you should suggest something
With a ball for them?” Ceres asked.
“Maybe roll something around.”

“Ah,” Brishan laughed. “Yes…and
Say if financial concerns are so important
To them…Perhaps they should be for
Us as well…Apollo is there after all…
Though he will return.”

“Must that happen so soon?” Ceres asked,
She did not seem pleased.

“This is his post.” Brishan said.

“Can’t you have him go count the stars or
Something?” She asked.

“Ceres.” He said sternly.

“Fine. Wonderful. How magical.” She responded.
“I shall eagerly await it.”

“Oh, and one last thing.” Brishan said.

“Yes?” I asked.

“If I am aggravated. So many others
Will be as well…That’s all I have to
Say. Nice and simple this time. Your
New Year is coming. Relax. Enjoy it…
We’re looking into making it easier
For you…Rest now. My Best Wishes
To Everyone.”

“Everyone?” Ceres asked curiously.

“Everyone.” Brishan said with a
Mysterious tone.

Valiant

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=65450

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43 comments on “Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Lost Tribe…

  1. Thank you Bill, Valkyrie and Lida! And best wishes to all our friends everywhere. ❤

    I felt as though this one was a kind of jury hearing, or something. Not so much a warning as a presentation of the facts. Certainly a certain amount of reflection here too, in our neck of the woods….

    Brishan has every reason to be aggravated. I applaud all efforts to keep the stories coming – I'm well beyond thinking any of this is "nuts". And I will happily pass them along.

  2. Ah…yes…”The Hunters from Orion”…in their triangle ships. A few Males from the Orion system escaped the Empire and made their way here. How many Earth years ago? I cannot say. I don’t know. I only remember being there on top of Third Mesa…

    I was with a group of our “Star Elders”…as a Medicine Woman is my guess. The men were very tall, at least 7ft. Very blue eyes, black hair in dreadlocks, no facial hair.

    “AN ALLIANCE WAS MADE.”

    The “Alliance”, in part, at least, involved allowing the Star Men entrance into our tribe(s?) via marriage to our women. It was seen as a plus to our future survival due to the contribution of new D.N.A. passed down through our offspring. As I recall our women were pleased to marry such healthy, strong, and yes, very attractive males.

    VALIANT… YOU HAD THIS NAME BEFORE…YOU GOT US OUT OF THERE! REMEMBER WHO YOU ARE…

    Great link Dreamwalker.

  3. A PARTIAL FROM LINK BELOW–TAKES YOU INTO THE NUTS AND BOLTS OF IT AND USES MUSIC IN THE MOST CLEVER AND HELPFUL WAYS—AS YOU SEE WHAT MUSIC DID FOR THOSE PEOPLE__THERE ARE SEVERAL ANGELIC BEINGS WITHIN THAT HELP THE MOVEMENT OF ONE AND USES MUSIC AS THE “QUICKENER”

    Your transient and ever-changing emotions of joy and sorrow are in the main purely human and material reactions to your internal psychic climate and to your external material environment. Do not, therefore, look to the Adjuster for selfish consolation and mortal comfort. It is the business of the Adjuster to prepare you for the eternal adventure, to assure your survival. It is not the mission of the Mystery Monitor to smooth your ruffled feelings or to minister to your injured pride; it is the preparation of your soul for the long ascending career that engages the attention and occupies the time of the Adjuster.

    http://galacticconnection.com/comments-regarding-the-book-of-urantia/?mc_cid=4c751e3d15&mc_eid=56bf9bcb10

  4. Dear Valiant – I am under enormous attack. I went for a healing with an implant removalist only to have it result in it being traced to Pine Gap and had been targeting me and my family for generations. I ask that you please give me permission to keep your picture of your guardian angel on my desktop.. Michael is with me though I need a lot of help. God bless you – Leonid.

    • Leonid…
      Bill will approve this…no problem!
      I hope you use Good Spirit! It is his most powerful piece….
      put it on your desktop..
      in your wallet…
      in your car…
      under your pillow. Anywhere you may feel vulnerable. Do it ASAP!
      The dark side cannot tolerate it.

      My daughter, his sister, has a blanket I got her with the image on it…wrapped around her pillow, because sometimes they go after her too. In dreamtime. I bought. it from CafePress. I also got one for a littler boy in California who was having nightmares….it worked for him so well I got him a Tshirt with the same image on it. It didn’t come in a ‘child size’, so he used it as a nightshirt. That worked too!
      It is amazing what that image can do. The more folks print it out and display it…it’s power spreads…for ‘good’! For protection.

      I had a friend whose son had the image on his cell phone…and while he was traveling by train, across Europe…he passed CERN. So he held it up to the window facing the particle accelerator. I do believe that was the week CERN failed!

      Believe in it. When your intentions are pure it is magical!!
      Bless you for thinking of him and his Good Spirit!
      Any one who could use some extra protection…please do the same!
      It is a most welcome surprise and gift from Valiant.

      All the best!
      Lida

      • Dearest Lida, Thank you kindly. I am in the middle of one of the biggest situations on the planet at the moment. I didn’t ask for it. I went for a healing and had 12 implants removed. I have been under enormous attack since then. God bless you and please pray for me.
        Sincerely, Leonid.


  5. retro7wonder4reverie.tumblr.com

    Dear Leonids, right by the very moment when you posted this comment, I happened to see and was stuck on this animation.
    The Golden Eagle along with the Candor are coming to defend you & your family…….

    source : ollebosse.tumblr.com

    When reading your this latest message, I could not but connect it immediately with the GOLDEN Candor and Eagle that I had just seen. It seems that THEY are not only coming to remind me, but also help you & your family get out of these attacks. May this picture and coincidence not only encourage you, but my prayer and blessing bring also more or less bring some strength for you and your family. Thanks to Valiant, too, as I can guess…no, rather have effectively realized, he has been looking after us, even not only us. Please all the beloved ones take care and keep safe, please…
    holding stars

    myfairylily.tumblr.com


  6. Here, also thanks to Robin, for I had not known this prophecy until her reminding last year…Quite interestingly, trying getting some more clues about these, as I typed the very key words, the two theories given by the very 1st two links should be respectively related to West & East, besides the original one, aiming rather the union of North (Eagle) & South (Candor).
    http://www.labyrinthina.com/prophecy-the-eagle-and-the-condor.html
    http://www.maitreya.org/english/PNative%20Americans/pInca-Eagle-Condor-Maitreya-Explanation.htm

    Some extracts from them…

    Inca Elder Willaru Huayta:

    “We have been waiting five hundred years. The Inca prophecies say that now, in this age, when the EAGLE of the North and the CONDOR of the South fly together, the Earth will awaken. The EAGLEs of the North cannot be free without the CONDORs of the South. Now it’s happening. Now is the time. The Aquarian Age is an era of light, an age of awakening, an age of returning to natural ways. Our generation is here to help begin this age, to prepare through different schools to understand the message of the heart, intuition, and nature. Native people speak with the Earth. When consciousness awakens, we can fly high like the eagle, or like the condor.”

    “When the Condor of the South comes together with the Eagle of the North, the spirit of Mother Earth – Pacha Mama – will awake, then She will awake millions of her children, this will be the Resurrection of the Dead.”

    The prophecy goes that the Eagle (material, intellect) has at present day taken over the Condor (spirit, intuition), so it is similar to the closing of OUR THRID EYE that is described in THOTH as follows…

    Reading them into more details, I cannot help getting shocked, as Zuni, the name that I had never known until the video posted by Robin right above ; Eye was seen last week in that album and is just indicating by our mightily wise one.


    source : https://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/神鵰俠侶
    Worth recalling the context in which Robin brought this prophecy to me, as I was just sharing one of my favorite TV drama, adapted from a very adored Chinese martial hero fiction, The Return of the Condor Heroes, whose background was just set in the era contemporary with Marco Polo and the extremely learned author just places lots of names of the personages, who did ever exist in that very era of dynastic change from CN Southern Song into Mongol Yuan, mainly some very reputed Taoists monks (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quanzhen_School).

    I just had some privilege to have a glance at more concerened academical discussions which were trying integrating the residual materials of both European and CN parts, in the interest of prying more about the history of Marco Polo’s journeys among the continents. Honestly, I could not restrain my tears when….. However, it’s another story than this subject, it’s to be shared some other time, if….
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Return_of_the_Condor_Heroes

    The video that I shared was a MTV of the OST/them song of my favorite version of the TV drama, played in 1983.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Return_of_the_Condor_Heroes_(1983_TV_series)

    Sorry for that as my youtube has been kept out, I have difficulty to get the very one that I had posted. But the song is that one….

    The female protagonist, Xiaolongnü, the dragon maiden, once had thought that she was dying after having gotten a fatal poison. For the sake of preventing Yang Guo from following her after she had just jumped from the cliff, she has engraved her last letter to him on the rock right at the edge of that cliff, indicating her promise to turn back to meet him in “16” years. I didn’t know why somehow to relate it to our 20”16,” as in CN, we don’t differentiate the expression of “in XX time-length” from that “after XX time-length.”

    In terms of the CANDOR, narrated in this fiction, he is the very spiritual friend, even mentor who not only led him to find the very mysterious cave where a very reputed top material hero predecessor had just died, leaving his manuscript of his very wisdom, accumulated from all that he had learned in the course of practicing the martial arts of swords; but also accompanied him getting through some very difficult period of life time, rather concentrating on deepen his apprehension of these martial art in this rather retreat state. Besides, after Yang Guo gets united with this maiden, it’s also this CANDOR who accompanied them turning back into the mundane world, confronting with the inevitable wars.

    So…dear Leonids, thank you for fuel my courage to share this. Here, want to thank R.C. and Brianna, too, for your synchronizing presence, pouring this precious garden !!!


  7. Here, also thanks to Robin, for I had not known this prophecy until her reminding last year…Quite interestingly, trying getting some more clues about these, as I typed the very key words, the two theories given by the very 1st two links should be respectively related to West & East, besides the original one, aiming rather the union of North (Eagle) & South (Candor).
    http://www.labyrinthina.com/prophecy-the-eagle-and-the-condor.html
    http://www.maitreya.org/english/PNative%20Americans/pInca-Eagle-Condor-Maitreya-Explanation.htm

    Some extracts from them…

    Inca Elder Willaru Huayta:

    “We have been waiting five hundred years. The Inca prophecies say that now, in this age, when the EAGLE of the North and the CONDOR of the South fly together, the Earth will awaken. The EAGLEs of the North cannot be free without the CONDORs of the South. Now it’s happening. Now is the time. The Aquarian Age is an era of light, an age of awakening, an age of returning to natural ways. Our generation is here to help begin this age, to prepare through different schools to understand the message of the heart, intuition, and nature. Native people speak with the Earth. When consciousness awakens, we can fly high like the eagle, or like the condor.”

    “When the Condor of the South comes together with the Eagle of the North, the spirit of Mother Earth – Pacha Mama – will awake, then She will awake millions of her children, this will be the Resurrection of the Dead.”

    The prophecy goes that the Eagle (material, intellect) has at present day taken over the Condor (spirit, intuition), so it is similar to the closing of OUR THRID EYE that is described in THOTH as follows…

    Reading them into more details, I cannot help getting shocked, as Zuni, the name that I had never known until the video posted by Robin right above ; Eye was seen last week in that album and is just indicating by our mightily wise one.


  8. source : https://zh.wikipedia.org/wiki/神鵰俠侶
    Worth recalling the context in which Robin brought this prophecy to me, as I was just sharing one of my favorite TV drama, adapted from a very adored Chinese martial hero fiction, The Return of the Condor Heroes, whose background was just set in the era contemporary with Marco Polo and the extremely learned author just places lots of names of the personages, who did ever exist in that very era of dynastic change from CN Southern Song into Mongol Yuan, mainly some very reputed Taoists monks (https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quanzhen_School).

    I just had some privilege to have a glance at more concerened academical discussions which were trying integrating the residual materials of both European and CN parts, in the interest of prying more about the history of Marco Polo’s journeys among the continents. Honestly, I could not restrain my tears when….. However, it’s another story than this subject, it’s to be shared some other time, if….
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Return_of_the_Condor_Heroes

    The video that I shared was a MTV of the OST/them song of my favorite version of the TV drama, played in 1983.
    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Return_of_the_Condor_Heroes_(1983_TV_series)

    Sorry for that as my youtube has been kept out, I have difficulty to get the very one that I had posted. But the song is that one….

    The female protagonist, Xiaolongnü, the dragon maiden, once had thought that she was dying after having gotten a fatal poison. For the sake of preventing Yang Guo from following her after she had just jumped from the cliff, she has engraved her last letter to him on the rock right at the edge of that cliff, indicating her promise to turn back to meet him in “16” years. I didn’t know why somehow to relate it to our 20”16,” as in CN, we don’t differentiate the expression of “in XX time-length” from that “after XX time-length.”

    In terms of the CANDOR, narrated in this fiction, he is the very spiritual friend, even mentor who not only led him to find the very mysterious cave where a very reputed top material hero predecessor had just died, leaving his manuscript of his very wisdom, accumulated from all that he had learned in the course of practicing the martial arts of swords; but also accompanied him getting through some very difficult period of life time, rather concentrating on deepen his apprehension of these martial art in this rather retreat state. Besides, after Yang Guo gets united with this maiden, it’s also this CANDOR who accompanied them turning back into the mundane world, confronting with the inevitable wars.

    So…dear Leonids, thank you for fuel my courage to share this. Here, want to thank R.C. and Brianna, too, for your synchronizing presence, pouring this precious garden !!!

  9. Without Leonids’ this comment, and some other syn, I might have more difficulty to get the very strength to put all these into words. Struggling for days for giving all these beloved ones at lest some greetings, owing to my very low moods, I didn’t want to break this exultant atmosphere on welcoming the very NEW YEAR. As my communication means is so interfered, all the info, my senses and integration get inevitably cracked. How mad and frustrated I am, without saying that I’m so bored and sick with all these patterns.

    The very incredible MENTOR /MASTER just keeps rocking me, tirelessly awaking me and giving the very remedies. Though the means to get these divine prescriptions is so interfered, and I’m so frustrated and drained for coping with all these permanent malevolent interference, I’m not to be too lazy to just give up. So how can I thank you enough, my very precious MASTER, the mighty WISE PRIEST of the tribe !!! So this picture is responding….

    source : ollebosse.tumblr.com
    Then this

    source : namk1.tumblr.com

  10. I got quite quite tired the last two weeks, even ill off and on. How enraged I’m when realizing that this wave of flu seems to have much to do with chemtrails. I’ve been as well trapped in my very frustration for my own ignorance and insufficiency. How chagrined I’m at being incapable to have a better insight on seizing a relative bigger context of the occurrences. I regret so for lots of things. Besides, though I’m no longer somewhere, I didn’t sense the very separation from that spatial part until now. It still takes me time to adapt to these circumstances and the truth is my heart is inevitably cracked for many many reasons.

    Honestly, right two days ago, this picture that I just had chance to seize looks so resonating that it seems speaking right of my very moods, my chagrins, my solitude and despair on my behalf….At that moment, I still had not read those from the Master yet….

    credit : miraclepooh.tumblr.com

  11. Again, I cannot exonerate from expressing my highest gratitude to the super thoughtful & wise sister P. In these hardest days, I’ve to say, your patient guidance, reminding, sharing are used to be as well the very remedies for me to be able to get the strength to stand again. I’m used to wonder how could you be so magical to have been able to bring so many incredibly expressing, metaphysical, inspiring, energetic, even magical pictures, poems in sync ???!!!

    Vavau, Kingdom of Tonga : https://www.instagram.com/p/BJmAgFtDC7o/
    thanks to lsleofskye.tumblr.com

  12. Bear with Heart mark on chest

    Cinnamon Black Bear, by Ron Coscorrosa
    Source: bearinfo.org
    Here, a late greeting along with my highest appreciation and gratitude to Valkyrie, too, and thanks so much to Dreamwalker, Troy for having brought this on behalf of all of us. I can imagine how much Valkyrie has also suffered for the collective. Dear Valkyrie, Lida, thank you so much for your passion, courage and efforts for having brought these precious messages to the tribe. It feels so great to have your comment right below the text of Valiant, so to have Lida Senior’s!!! In the condition that it wouldn’t put you into more risks, it’s our very happiness to have your more sharing as comments here, just like our super wit Lida senior !!!


  13. source : http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2009026/Kingfisher-barely-causes-ripple-dives-water.html
    Pity that how much I attempted looking for, at the end of 2016, I had no chance to find inspiring or resonating pictures to share with you, my beloved tribe until today, the very new beginning of 2017. Nevertheless, I have such an impression that this kind of bird seemed to be shown many times. I hence tried looking for again the very symbolic meanings….
    thanks to : https://fawnachang.wordpress.com/2012/07/11/kingfisher-a-beautiful-message-for-you-today/

    Excerpt taken from Ted Andrews wonderful book – Animal speak

    “Kingfisher – new warmth, sunshine, prosperity and love

    The kingfisher is a long time symbol of peace and prosperity. It has many legends and superstitions about it. Most originate in ancient Greece.

    Most kingfishers are bright blue and greens an old legend tells of how they used to be a dull grey. When Noah released it from the ark it flew towards the sun and the blue sky. As it rose up towards the sun it was burnt and changed into a bright new colour. Blue is often a colour associated with Jupiter in astrology. The kingfisher is the promise of abundance, prosperity and love about to unfold. it also has a dark crest often associated with royalty.

    The colouring of the kingfisher is unique among birds. The female has more colour than the male. Some people attribute this to the legend of Halcyone and how her greater love touched the gods and restored the life of her husband. It can reflect that if we bring out a self sacrificing love and manifest it, it will bring new life to us and those closest to us.

    The kingfisher is different to birds in another way, they build their nests in holes in the banks along water or as near to water as possible. Sometimes they tunnel into the bank as much as ten feet. They lay five to eight eggs usually at the inner end of the tunnel. Usually by the time the babies have come out of the tunnel they are ready to make a life for themselves. Parents with this totem have a knack for teaching their children how to enjoy life.

    If the kingfisher has come to you, prepare to dive into something new. Have you been avoiding the new? Have you been afraid to take the plunge? Are you needing new warmth? Don’t worry if a kingfisher is around, you won’t drown. You will have more sunshine unfolding in your life.”

  14. Last week, I realized the discussion on the Arctic is so hot. Pity that owing to my time, spirit and all other conditions, I still could not take into in time, but had some pieces of puzzles which seem in sync….

    Barn In Valldal

    The Norwegian countryside is strewn with architecture that looks better suited to crown the pages of a fairytale book. More commonly known for its Vikings heritage and fjords, these photographs display a wide variety of architectural styles that have been used throughout the Middle Ages to the 19th century in Norway. Check out the stunning collection below.

    Crooked and towering wooden churches beckoning like an old crone’s fingers, winding stone path weaving through a forest, hidden waterfalls and lonely wooden cabins overlooking a vast valley at its base are some of the outlandish homes and architectural designs we have featured in this series. Teetering Stave churches, eerie waterfalls cascading down like a creature with its own mind, wooden homes made in the typical Norwegian indigenous style called byggeskikk have none of the linearity or conformity that modern buildings do, and have whimsical elements that heighten its sense of magic.  

    Each of these structures below have a particular way of being set into its own environment, standing out from the elements without obstructing nature. Most of the buildings and bridges and pathways have been built with stone and wood balance the scene it has been engineered upon.
    source : http://www.boredpanda.com/fairy-tale-architecture-norway/
    Not only so…it’s just a very Arctic or Viking week!

  15. As Robin just indicated something that I seem to have had a very resonating/ resonated awareness since…., though the memory is somehow quite blurred….my courage is fueled to share something I cannot know whether relevant or not. It’s an Japanese TV series animation, Super Dimension Cavalry SOUTHERN CROSS, released in 1984. Wow, what a plus coincidence, as that martial fiction drama of CANDOR trilogy was released right in 1983; besides, SOUTH again.


    https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Super_Dimension_Cavalry_Southern_Cross

    When watching this animation, I was still very young, even too young to seize well the plot, but was just so impressed, even much more impressed and interested in the role of Seifriet. It’s a very grief to see the very last episode of his sacrifice. Strange that I’ve had no more impression about this animation but the two roles, Jeanne & Seifriet.

    Seifriet Weiße
    Strange that in my memory, the color of Seifriet’s hair has been totally different…

    Again, when inquiring into the concerned info, my sense about the same thing/story/subject/work just becomes so different when reading the version of another language. There are just things transmuting so when the we shift into another system of language. As what I can recall from my remote childhood memory about this animation is so limited, without saying my very naive or rather childish sense about it, I would rather to spare you the plot here, but charge it with the links above. Pity that I cannot imagine how can I get more occasion to watch them again.

  16. Right by the moment when I decided to finishing strolling in the realm of pictures (as I do need them to draw me into the very dreamy kingdoms), the last picture which caught my eye-sight…

    Catedral de Reims

    When inquiring more into this cathedral, the pictures below attracted more my attention…




  17. Source: joyeuxno-el.com
    Thanks to santa-kisses.tumblr.com
    Dear Tomaz and all the resonating & resonated beloved ones, despite of your silence, your being, resonance, echoes are just so weighted. Please take care, and allow me to envision this super party to have you all to celebrate together around this furnace fire, by this X’mas Tree. Again, we need cake…and cinnamon rolls !!!


    Matthew Attard
    source : ollebosse.tumblr.com


    retro7wonder4reverie.tumblr.com


    source : joyeuxno-el.tumblr.com


    credit : fullcravings.tumblr.com

  18. Boötes ~ “The One Who Is Coming”
    The Savior in Pisces who frees humanity from subservience to the form

    The star Arcturus and the constellation Boötes are referred to more or less interchangeably. Boötes is generally considered to be a Herdsman (as in French: Le Bouvier), for he eternally shepherds the stars around the North Pole.

    The constellation Boötes contains the fourth brightest star in our entire sky, Arcturus, a red giant about 24 times larger than the Sun with a luminosity 115 times our sun, lying 36 light years away from the earth. Arcturus is known esoterically as the herder of the Divine Will emanating from the seven stars of the Big Dipper and acts as a bridge between these and Virgo the Virgin, nourisher of the Christ consciousness within the form.
    http://www.souledout.org/cosmology/highlights/arcturushighlights/arcturushighlights.html

  19. Oh my! Feilla, our Precious One how do you do it? You mentioned in your first comment THREE things I had just been discussing today! Then the Gold Heart that is beating…If only you knew! I was even discussing making cinnamon rolls in a few days. Beautiful Links, pics, and videos. I will watch them as soon as I can.

    Dave…you too…those two songs in particular…best memories from my childhood.

    Leonids…do hang in there! I went through terrible attacks too, for about a week, came out of it only to find out that my brother had passed away.

    VALIANT and family…thank you so much for getting these posts and the protective artwork out there to us!

    How about some smooth jazz…I always cook the best meals while listening to this genre. My cares just slip away and I get so light and happy!

  20. ERIS ALSO KNOWN AS
    The New Planet -“Xena”!?

    PERHAPS ST PATRICK’S DAY Uranus and Eris have been busy rocking the personal and collective boat for quite some time now, and will continue to do so until their final conjunction (exact mid-March 2017) is done and dusted. This opposition from Jupiter further reminds us that faith in the process of change, even when it looks alarmingly like unbridled chaos, can be the secret ingredient which unlocks the alchemical force of life’s desire for its own fulfilment. This year we’ll discover just how much courage is required to live an awakened life, for conscious living is not unending bliss amidst pink clouds but a visceral, face to face encounter with life in the raw, both bloody and beautiful in equal measure. Without the courage to face it head on we will never discover how unmitigated and raw potential really looks! This opposition puts us all on notice: we’ve had our chance to play small within the safety of our tiny lives. Now get ready to break loose from unnecessary bonds and discover with full force the mighty grace of our next step!

    http://astro-awakenings.co.uk/the-prevalent-energy-for-2017-jupiter-in-libra-opposing-uranus-eris-in-aries

  21. AMAZING DAVE!

    SIRIUSLY…I THOUGHT THE “INVISIBLE ONE” WAS A “DOGGIE”…IT WILL BE A REAL SHAKER! AROUND THE TIME OF THE FULL MOON IN LEO 2017. A TIME OF LOVE AND “MADNESS”…WHEN THE LION EMBRACES THE AQUARIAN…WHO WILL LISTEN??? WHO WILL HEAR THE LION’S ROAR??? SHE HAS A SON TO AVENGE! FOR SHE SHE IS THE KEEPER OF HIS EYE! TRIANGULUM!

  22. THE MAN SITTING IN THE CHAIR FROM THIS VIDEO IS NO DIFFERENT THAN THIS SINGER EXCEPT SHE IS VERY YOUNG. MY PARTNER MOVES ASIDE AND THE SAME PROCESS FOR THIS VERY YOUNG SINGER

  23. Thanks to Lida, Robin, Dave. Pity that the means to get those precious video by you are all restrained that I cannot get.

    My best blessing as well to Leonids, Valiant, and all…

    Today, it’s the birthday of someone to whom I have to address today & here again my highest appreciation, gratitude and respect. It’s LESLEE HARE who established this space for us, yes, for us, for this gathering…What an excellent ARCHITECT in various senses she is. Not only so, she has taught me so many precious things, even prevented me from some fatal mistakes. She has also suffered countless attacks, various kinds of interference.

    My dear ones, may we gather together to do this very alchemy, shielding, exorcising, healing, flourishing the miracles for all of us in this very occasion of BIRTHDAY PARTY of/for Leslee?!!!

    source : http://thekitchenmccabe.com/2016/06/21/nutella-stuffed-chocolate-hazelnut-dream-cake/

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY, our super awesome & precious Leslee and HAPPY NEW YEAR to all the beloved ones !!! How much I want to talk more about, however, we still have to wait until the better timing comes.

  24. BTW, I happened to get this picture….and cannot be more impressed by…

    Stone circles from c. 1st-2nd centuries AD in Grzybnica, Poland.
    Source of image: it-pomorze.pl

  25. HAPPY BIRTHDAY LESLIE!!!!!!!!!!

    THERE IS AN OLD SAYING

    WHAT YOU DON’T KNOW _WON’T HURT YOU

    THINK ABOUT FREEMASONS__RELIGIOUS GROUPS_GOVERNMENTS AND ALL OTHER WHO THINK THEY HAVE AN EDGE OVER SOMEONE ELSE.

    THE TIME HAS COME AND LINK THE TELLING SONG ABOVE AS ALL SECRETS WILL COME OUT

    A SPECIAL THANKS TO ALL– FEILLA AND ROBIN–I HAVE HAD THE PRIVILEGE OF HAVING A CLOSER WALK WITH BOTH. HAVE LEARNED MUCH FROM BOTH AND EVERYONE ON THIS SITE

  26. Happy birthday Leslee – and may your many trips around the sun be blessed and sunny! 🙂

    As the earth begins another epic journey in its orbit, may we all find a very near future with abundance and happy-ness. ❤ ❤ ❤

  27. PICTURE IF YOU WILL…TWO MIRRORS FACING EACH OTHER…”ENDLESSNESS”…INFINITY…THE CENTER POINT…THE BODY OF THE BUTTERFLY…OR…IF YOU WILL…THE MIDPOINT BETWEEN THE TWO MIRRORS WHERE THEY MEET…WHITE OVERTONE WIND…KIN 122…1 OF 13 DESTINY KIN…THE CENTRAL COLUMN ON THE LOOM OF MAYA…

    Q!

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