*SONG* “Miracle” by Bon Jovi
Tick Tock…Tick Tock…
We live in a modern world of fantastic
Invention and technology…almost is consumed
By the sound of all things digital…
Addicted to cell phones, addicted to computers
Secure with the belief how easy it is
To do things now…
It is hard to find anyone of skill that
Would prefer a pen to a tablet for work…
Everyone is a digital mastermind…
Because everything is digital…
And therefore because of its speed and
Vast database it must be honest…
Only a fool would believe this.
Deception was a trade long before the
Written word…masterminds only become
Sharper with each age…
When in fact it is far more easier
To manipulate anything digital than
It is in hard print.
Public technology is at least 20 years
Behind what hidden sciences can really
Do…There are weapons of biological, mass,
And mechanical or digital destruction
That can kill…in an instant, or quite
Close to it.
The Men in Black know this you see…
Which is why these posts have always
Been for them…They seek other sources
Of information. They do not care about
Delusions or perceptions of what exists…
They want something they can use…
That is why skeptics and fact checkers
Are irrelevant…This is beyond government,
Beyond science…This is about games
Of control beyond all comprehensive
Pen in hand…As the Master, the Ascended
Master said…From the mind down the
Arm through the hand through the fingers
Through the pen to the paper…this is
How it comes…write it down. Deliver the
Message to them from the light…No
The Circle of Light…
Commence…again it’s different. Pure
Construction. They were waiting. First one,
Then two, three…Varence, Ceres, Brishan…
And now Vala stood with them. An audience
This time? Or jury?
They stood together tightly, eyes roaming
To each other cautiously. What were they
Planning this time? This is not the usual way
Of telling a story…
Vala, radiant, a tall elegant tower of strength
With her wave of honey colored hair framing
Her bewitching smile and shimmering
Golden eyes and beautiful face stepped forward
First. Her voice a melody, not humming, but
Different here…A mesmerizing tone with
A voice that resounded like music echoing
In a cave… “What way to proceed this time?”
She said, “What way to work, to see it
Done? Not just shared or written down…
The chaotic Stormy winds are brewing
An over abundance of analytical contempt.
Too much thinking of what could far
More simply done.” She turned to her sister.
“Isn’t that always the case?”
“I told you, didn’t I?” Ceres simply said,
Stepping forward to stand beside her, holding
Her hands on her hips as she watched me.
Then she folded her arms across her chest,
She was not happy. “Didn’t I?” A quiet
Pause. “I don’t like this. It’s too complicated.
This is not a bargain. It’s not about winning
Attention…It’s about making a point.”
“He needs to say this…NOW.” Varence
“That again?” Ceres said turning to him sharply.
“Your argument of timing things?”
“I know these matters well.” Varence
Defended pointing his forefinger firmly to
The floor. “Have I been right so far? YES.”
“If it is to go forward this way, we
Must arrange a few things first…
Just some words to guide the meaning
Safely.” Vala said.
“Agreed.” Ceres nodded. “As good as
It can be done.” She smiled widely.
Her usual smile…that was absolutely
Untamable! “That, it must be…”
Vala stood in the center of the circle…
“And now this is how we must begin…”
This felt definitely different, strange…
“What are you doing?”
Varence held out his hand to suggest reassurance.
“Just write it down…don’t resist it. Write it,
Watch, observe…You will see…Just write…”
The Circle seemed to shimmer…
Vala’s gaze, her eyes seemed a glow with a
New intense fire… “Hear these words
I say…” There was a vibration to her voice,
Indescribable. “We set these wheels in
Motion once…but shadows dared to break it.
Cast out shadows…Silence their snarls,
Their bitterness, their hate…Quiet them
With ears that can only listen…Every word
They utter from this moment on in
Attempts to strangle truth shall rattle
To meaningless babble…Silence their
Ears, their tongues, their throats, their
Minds of hate and rage…Silence them…
They will yield to my voice and hear and
See reason and peace now or their minds
Will fry still by Freedom’s Fate…It’s time
To quiet this menace now…Bend it. Break it.
Snap it back and forth…Cast light on
Grim shadows and bind them with light…
Cast light on poison tongues and mute
Them …or turn every word they utter into
Babble…Shatter the shadows curse with
Rays of light and freedom songs and
Fall all soldiers of shadow down on to
Their knees…Make them see. Make
Them see…It’s time for silence and
Stillness now…All shadows and shadows
Soldiers fall silent now…Bounce back
Their poison at them and backfire in
Their face…No spell can bind these words,
These are of fates and freedom’s song…
Let darkness have no power now…
Shatter it with light…
Fall all who dare to challenge me
With silence…Mute, deaf, dumb and blind
Them if need be…Light push shadows
Away…Be blinded by the light…Let all
The world sing songs again of joy and
Laughter as though they had never
Heard them before…
Put Darkness and Shadow in a bottle…
And Silence it out…For if you Fight
These words of Peace and Freedom Pain
Shall Grip you…with no relief…Until
You write in peaceful song…
You can not Fight these words Grim
Shadow…All blood curses I break…
Dark Magic has no power now…Fall
To your knees and break…
This is an age of Light…The Light
Is coming…And if you do not wish to
See it…then run and hide From it
Now…minds Fry…The poison will die…
If you try to Fight the Light.”
A hum. A pause. Something seemed
Then Vala stepped closer very kindly,
Her expression softer. Magic was in her
Eyes. “When this is done, Bill. Play a
Love song. And see it come true…Tell them
All to play a song they love and see
It come True.”
“And now…” Vala blinked calmly, her eyes
Became mild and wide… “We can
Begin…” She turned and strolled about
The Circle of Light…and it grew wider,
Spreading upon a space that was like
She was directing things here, that
Was very clear…Ceres, Varence and
Brishan took seats to the left as though
They were now an audience alongside
Me as I just watched and wrote. Vala
Stood calmly with her hands folded in
Front of her, though she did adjust the
Long soft looking fabric of her long
Pink dress; I think it had tiny golden
Lacing with beads on it, not sure though.
She waited for a moment for everyone
To rest in their seats before continuing.
“Ready?” She asked me.
I looked about unsure. Was there a
She smiled slyly. “Now this part
Is…rather delicate. We had to take more
Careful precautions to tell this…You will
“Did I do something wrong?”
“No, no,” she said, “Not at all.”
“Just write what she shows you, Bill.” Ceres
Kindly assured me. “Don’t worry.” She
Tapped her brother’s shoulder. “Besides,
Brishan has ordered rather merciless
Punishment if anyone creates any form of
Grief or problem.”
Brishan kindly but sarcastically looked at
Ceres. “Thank you for expressing that now
Vala’s pose commanded the attention. “Now
We have a little story to show you…but
First a few points,” she playfully rolled her
Eyes to the side, “For their sake…” she pointed
To the notebook… “All those eyes
And ears out there.”
“To show me?”
“You will see.” Vala nodded. “But first I
Would like to address a few points to
Your secret sciences.”
“First,” Vala smiled, “despite what they
Think they are still…and will be…at least
30 years away from discovery breakthroughs
Of any significant merit with brain
“For example…any and all experiments
Conducted in secret and hidden from
Others will fail…Not until scientists
Honestly and openly come together…Then
Freedom will sing a song unlike they
“Okay…” I kept writing…
“Now for some secrets…” Vala
Turned and waved, and
Immediately a view screen
Almost seemed to appear beside
Her, to her right.
“Your dreams…They showed you
Experiments…And to any
Of those caught in furious frothing
Imaginary legends of the mind…
“There is no science that can
Or will control a demon. Higher powers
On both sides would not allow it.
If, by chance…a supernatural being
Would agree to be caught…they would play dumb…
“In other words…Yes, your sciences
Unfairly manipulate the populations of the
World…technology is a curse as well
As a blessing so they will see.”
The screen began to flicker then
Came to life depicting some image…A
Scene of wilderness, lush, green…
Some place remote?”
“The Hour Glass,” Vala said pointing to
The distant shadows outside of the
Circle of Light, “is over there. On the
Outside…on one of the control panels. It is controlling
The screen that you see. This way all
Of us here can experience it…
This is vital to our cause.
“Please just write it down as best you
Can…Don’t fight it, or find any fit
Whatsoever to weaken you…Just write
Her tone was mesmerizing… “Now
Focus on the screen you see…and
Think of nothing else…” She watched
Me and waited…then said, “Now
Begin…Tell them exactly what you see…”
The View Screen of the Hour Glass…
A wilderness scene…
It appears to be dusk, there are trees, lots
Of trees…conifers, evergreens mostly…Pine?
It’s heavily wooded…There’s a man, a young
Man, I think, kneeling on the ground, he
Has a black hood over his head…his hands
Are tied behind his back?
There are other men there…tall men, older…
Four I see…dressed dark, dark jackets…Almost
Like a dark camouflage type…three of them
Have covered faces…like ski masks, leather?
One man in the center has no mask…
He has gray hair…same type of clothing
As the others…He’s grinning…He has a
Bird, some type of big bird…a gloved arm…
It looks like some kind of golden
Eagle. It’s huge?
The screen, view screen, it’s changing,
Glowing brighter…I see…clearer now…
The Hour Glass, the mind’s eye I see…
Shares it now…
He’s a young man on the ground…early
20’s, I feel it. I can see through his eyes.
Someone rips the hood off his head so he
Can see, one of the masked men took it
Off and stepped away. I see, there are
6 men…5 are masked, leather masks. I
Can’t see their faces. But one has no
Mask, he’s tall maybe 6’6”…gray hair…
Smiling, a strange cold smile…He’s the
One holding the bird…The eagle on his
Outstretched arm. It’s huge.
“Hello Dan.” The gray haired man says.
“Are you ready now?”
“Where am I? What are you doing? What’s
Going on?” Dan (?) asks, panicked. He
Has on a t-shirt, jeans, his hands are
Tied behind his back. He’s barefoot.
The man just keeps stroking the bird,
The eagle, like she’s some prized pet. “Isn’t
“Who are you? What are you doing? Where
Are we?” Dan asks, he’s frightened. He’s
“Do you know what the most dangerous
Animal on Earth is, Dan?” The tall man
Asks nonchalantly as he keeps marveling
At the bird. “What is the most formidable
Predator on Earth? A bird of prey…
You can’t hide from them…They can hunt
“What? Why?” Dan pants. “What did I do?
I didn’t do anything…What are talking
About? Please let me go…”
The man nodded to one of the masked
Men, they were all very tall…And all
Of them had these wild, crazed, hungry
Eyes behind their masks…Then a
Big broad built man walked over and
Took out a long thick hunting knife
And quickly knelt over and cut Dan’s
Hands free from behind his back then
Returned to stand with the others.
Dan panted and began to sweat.
The gray haired man grinned…as the
Masked men around him began to lean
Down around them and pick up guns,
Rifles…He looked at the men and smiled,
Then turned back to Dan. “RUN…”
“What?” Dan began to cry. “Please, I
Didn’t do anything. Why? I want to go
“Run.” The gray haired man only said
Very coldly…All feeling leaving his eyes.
“Please?” Dan cried.
But the man only seemed to grow angrier.
“Run…or I will turn her on you right
Now. Run, Boy…Run…”
The men, a few of them laughed at this
“Please,” Dan begged, “I didn’t do
Anything. What did I do? I was just,
I was just messing around online…I
Was just playing…I don’t understand?”
“I am going to count to 5…boy.” The
Man said. “Do you want to know what
Happens when I get to 5, boy?”
“Please?” Dan cried…
“RUN!” The man only growled baring
His teeth like an animal. “RUN! RUN!”
Without thinking Dan turned and ran
Into the woods blindly…racing as
Fast as he could, he could barely see
The woods were so dark…A few minutes
Later a gunshot fired. He knew it
Must have been one of the men back
There with the masks firing it…It felt
Like a warning…or, maybe the start?
His mind raced, he was desperate,
Terrified. He couldn’t think. He could only
Force himself to run or scramble fast
Through the woods to get away. But his
Feet were bare…and every step was
Uncertain and often stung as he stepped
On branches, rocks, broken pieces of wood
That stabbed at the soles of his feet
And made him trip and fumble constantly
As it grew darker and darker.
His mind kept racing, he didn’t understand.
The last thing he remembered was he was
At home…on his computer, surfing the
Internet…he was bored, lonely…and horny…
So he logged into one of the sites he and
His buddies often used to make hook-ups
For casual sex…a site for swingers,
Men for women…men seeking men…
Women seeking women…married and flirting…
Sexy singles…threesomes, foursomes…
Orgies…older, younger…anything goes. All
The guys went there…It was no strings
Fun…And there was always some pretty
Hot profiles there…and often rich older
Lonely dudes offering cash to younger
For oral sex…You could find anything
There…He had answered, sent an instant
Message to this girl looking to setup a
Threesome with her and her boyfriend.
What a hot girl! Attractive couple
Seeking fit younger male for no strings
Fun…She immediately invited him over…
After seeing his picture of course…He was
Cocky, talked tough…Who could resist a
Hot college jock…He was smooth and
Talked tough, knew the right words to say…
Hot, hung and horny, baby…ready for
Anything…You won’t be sorry…And she
Invited him right over…But when
He got to her house, it was dark…
The door opened…He walked in…
The next thing he knew someone hit
Him over the head and he was out…
What happened? He had never heard of
Anything like this before? Everyone always
Had fun on that site. All his friends
Loved it. What happened? What went
Wrong? What did he do?
No time to think. All he could do now
Was run, or rather scramble blind
Through the woods as it grew darker and
Darker…God, all he wanted to do was cry!
His head was pounding the further he went,
And he ran harder whenever he could. His
Ears constantly listening. Was anyone close?
All he could hear was his own breathing.
His mind was a mess, he couldn’t think…
A jumble of words that made no sense together…
Mom, dad, where are you? I wish I had
Worked today…today? What was today…
He had no idea, his head was a mess…
Everything fuzzy…everything ran together,
It was hard to see, to think. He had been
Drugged? Yeah, I think he was? It had
Been Thursday…but for some reason it
Felt like a lot of time had passed. A lot
Of time, days maybe? God, he couldn’t
Think…He just kept moving.
He kept mumbling quietly. “God, please
Help me. Somebody please help me…I’m
So sorry. I’m so sorry…God, please
Help…Somebody please help me!”
I hear you…I wish I could help you,
I don’t know how!
Dan just kept going frantically on and
On. Where was he anyway? All these trees?
There were no forests like this back home?
In the Midwest? Trees like this, in
The Midwest? Are you kidding me? Where
Could he be? He could barely think
Straight…and what happened to his
Shoes, socks? His jacket? He was
Barefoot! And…something else, it didn’t
Strike him until…Yeah, where was his
Underwear? No, it couldn’t…They couldn’t
Have…Could they? Why? But man, his
Butt sure hurt…
But there was no time for talking
Or thinking. How was he ever going
To get out of this. God help me.
God, help me please!
What’s happening? What’s happening?
He ran and stumbled until it was
Nearly completely dark…Then something
Dove suddenly from above and struck
Him hard in the back of the head…Claws?
That eagle? No…No way? But…he touched
His head…it was warm and wet? He was
He fell to his knees and crawled…
Where he ended up in a very dense, thick
Group of bushes…Alone, spent…terrified,
He crawled up inside the cover of
The bushes and passed out, sometime
In the middle of the night!
All he kept thinking of was that bird.
How big it was! It was huge!
But somehow before passing out amidst
A wreckage of words, thoughts, feelings
And memories in his head…He had
Found something very soft under the
Cover of the bushes to rest on…He
Clung to it blindly and fell asleep.
When dawn broke…and the early
Light forced his eyes to open…He
Struggled to see, to think…nothing
Made sense. Was he dreaming? Was
That a nightmare? It had to be…
But as his eyes came into focus…
His eyes bulged…The soft thing he
Found himself clinging to under the bushes
Was the body of a dead African lion!
It lay sprawled out pathetic, so sad
Pressed up against a log…But its face!
Oh my God its face! Its eyes
Had been completely ripped out…
Cleared out…its face was all scratched
As though something had ripped it
Apart! What could do that to an
His mind could only think of that
Eagle…Could the bird do that?
He jumped back and raced and crawled
Away from the awful sight not
Thinking…Then stumbled out into
The woods…before remembering those
Men…the men in the masks…the
Guns. He had no idea what to do!
He was starving, thirsty…so thirsty…
But kept moving…through the trees
Looking all around…watching, paranoid,
Scared of everything and every sound…
The birds chirped like it was a normal
Day…it was hell!
About an hour later he smelled smoke…
He had no clue what to do but followed
The smell…in desperate hope…until he
Found a group of small cabins in a
Clearing in the woods near what
Looked like a small lake. People!
Sane people hopefully…So he hovered
Near the edge of the woods studying
The cabins…nothing…no movement,
Only a pillar of smoke from one
Chimney…Someone had to be there.
But there was no car, no boat, no
Animals, like horses, nothing!
He was terrified, desperate…starving,
Thirsty…so he thought he would at least
Chance getting near the cabins to look
For water by the lake to see if he saw
Anyone…He darted to one of the cabins
To see…All of the windows were covered
Up! He had a bad feeling about that!
Before he knew it he was hit over
The head…not quite knocked out…
Then dragged by his shirt…legs fumbling,
His head, mind wheeling…eyes just
Saw things spinning…
The next thing he knew he was thrown
Hard down on the wood floor of the
Cabin…The blinding light of the open
Door his only view…Then he rolled over
To the sound of laughing…There was the
Tall, gray haired man that had the
Eagle before…He was sitting at a table
Smoking a cigar…
Beside him was a large cage…with
A frightened looking teenage girl inside…
Half dressed, she was a mess
Crying…her light brown hair all stringy…
She looked like some tortured pet
Caught in a cage…that was the only
Way to describe it…
The man smoked the cigar with a wicked grin…
“Well hello, Dan. Good boy. You made
It…Boy…” He smoked the cigar slowly
Then laughed. “You and me boy, we
Are going to have lots of fun together.
Good news…You get to live…We
Are ALL going to have lots of
Fun together BOY…Because you’re
The door to the cabin slammed shut…
The Hour Glass closed, the view screen
Vala walked over to stand in its place
And stared at me…as Brishan and
Ceres and Varence joined her.
“What the hell was that?”
“Tell them we know.” Vala said. “We
Know that and much more…Tell them…
And we sent a hunter of our own…
Go Hold your Breath…”
Hi Lida, wise words 🙂
Dolores Cannon’s QHHT process is as I understand it, the controlled conditions that you speak of. Seeing some of these videos I do appreciate that the practitioner takes on the role of observer and enters into a partnership with the person seeking healing. This should be the case with all healers – because the healer can heal, but the person receiving healing also needs to allow themselves to heal.. and allow the healer to do the healing needed. Allowing yourself to heal can have its own barriers, as in the case of someone with PTSD.
It’s not for everyone of course – but I know there’s also a lot more to healing than what so-called “modern medicine” can provide. I feel we need more folks like Dolores who can explore other viable alternatives. If people were able to easily heal themselves… we wouldn’t need the medical system or health insurance… and maybe we are closer to this than we think!
Incidentally Dolores is somebody else who has set my noggin working overtime! 😉
ALICE AND HER WHITE RABBIT! Love it Dave! ❤ 🙂
NOT ONLY GREAT TALENT BUT THE WORDS HAVE GREAT MEANING!!!!
So…I’m riding past Aaron’s the other day…and this is on their marquis sign…”IT’S CHRISTMAS IN JULY!”
For you “Elder Brother”… ❤ Meet you at the "FALLS" 😉
FULL MOON IN CAPRICORN…THAT’S “THE JAGUAR” TO THE MAYA! YOU CAN’T RUN FAST OR FAR ENOUGH TO ESCAPE WHAT’S COMING DOWN FOR YOU NOW, “JOKER”???! KARMIC DEBTS …WILL…BE…PAID…THIS NIGHT!
I’ve been seeing what Valiant posted about as well. The location was just outside Montreal…in dense woods…same bait…same set up. I asked the young man while in my astral body who did this to him and he said it was his “girlfriend”, this was two years ago. I got up out of bed and every clock in my house read 2:02 in the morning. Looking at those digital numbers as if they were letters they read S.O.S. I don’t know what name “he” is using these days Bill, but he was once known as Tetzcatlipoca. I had dealings with him in my past lifetime in Mexico. He drugs and violates his victims…it’s the way he operates. His symbols??? The TURKEY and the EAGLE.
(To find out more, read “The Gospel of the Toltecs” by Frank Diaz.)
you WILL NOT! DEFEAT US AGAIN!!! YOU CAN’T KEEP MY “BROTHER” AND I APART ANY LONGER!
MR. LAZURUS IS BACK!
Yes, this post was a real eyeopener for us! Bill has been aware of this for years….on a ‘personal’ level, which I cannot divulge.
I have known of these barbaric practices for many years, as has my husband, a Vietnam Veteran! Lots of personal experiences for him too.
His sister, knows of these practices via the media…which gives a bit of truth in all science fiction! Imagine her horror as she heard the truth from her brother!
There is a reason Bill/Valiant chooses to remain as anonymous and out of the lime light as much as possible!
Sorry Dave…we don’t follow hynotherapy…of any kind in our home, so we stay away from videos supporting this. I know there are a lot of folk who find comfort in them, and that is just fine for them!
Our will(s), individually is too strong to succumb to such ‘therapies’, and it is said that if you are set against any form of mind manipulation before the fact, then you would not be a good subject!
Bill is a fortress against such things. Guess I would be 2nd on that.
…don’t ask me to surrender my mind or free will to another. Especially one I hardly know.
From what I was told about that session, the girl states several times throughout:
this is for entertainment purposes only. So please be aware of that while watching!
I for one…must pass.
My many years with MUFON have taught me that hypnosis should be done under very restricted and safe conditions. To avoid ‘false memory’ syndrome..which is a great risk to those vulnerable to mind control and manipulation. And can be very harmful if done by a self-trained practitioner. So it is risky to say the least.
Why do you think Vala mentioned how far behind earth scientists are in understanding the human mind.
I do not mean to be disrespectful, or contrary…these are strictly my
opinions based on many years of experience. (I’m 69 yrs. old…almost)
The same views hold for remote viewing…another highly suspect and potentially harmful practice. And not as accurate as you are led to believe.
I do like what Dave referred to… as relying on your higher self/consciousness/mind! It is your best guide. Your own free will. Your own mind. Your best guide. Is your own instinct, your gut feeling!
Know thyself! To thine own self be true.
Works for me every time.
And has for Bill repeatedly!
That being said…
Have a great weekend!
Hypnotherapy—Hopefully everyone can grasp the meaning of what is taking place- The goal for these coming times is that everyone will receive the same messages from their angel or higher self within without using a second party.–Personally I would feel cheated if I had to have another person tell me something that should have come directly through my intellect HOWEVER STILL KEEP LEARNING MUCH FROM EVERYONE ON THIS SITE. THANK YOU ALL!!!! The positive side is the witness or the hypnotherapist should be receiving a clear message that is not effected by the intellect as long as they present it exactly as was told to them. In Other words the process is the angel or higher self of the sleeping one or hypnotized one is speaking directly to the witness and bye-passing the intellect of the sleeping one.
VERY shortly everyone will be taught directly by their higher self without another person present. What that will do is allow the ANGEL within to present a deeper truth even if it stings the human intellect but then everyone will understand that there are no hidden secrets. When talking to another person it usually holds in reserve the nitty gritty details that are no one’s business but the human it “RESIDES” in.
FIRST THERE ARE A FEW OTHER THINGS TO TAKE PLACE FIRST THAT WILL CONFUSE MANY PEOPLE AND IS USUALLY KNOWN AS THE GREAT DECEPTION BUT REMEMBER we are all one at the core of our being as in the angel or higher self in each and truly loves each and every person UNCONDITIONALLY.
AFTER THE GREAT DECEPTION OR PERHAPS PRIOR TO THERE WILL BE THE ONE OR PERHAPS TWO AS SIMPLE MESSENGERS BROUGHT FOURTH SO EVERYONE WILL BE AWARE OF WHAT IS TAKING PLACE. THERE WILL BE NO DOUBT AS TO WHERE THEY CAME FROM AND THEIR PURPOSE
WORDS to below video are appropriate .
THE HOUR GLASS isn’t the only one that “SEES”. I suggest “TURKEY” ! (and you make a lousy mocking bird, by the way…)…THAT YOU GET YOUR SORRY CARCASS OUT OF MONTREAL!!!
On a happier note…
“A Love Song…” This has always been one of my favorites… It really is MAGIC.
FROM PREVIOUS THE WORD AND THEN A SHORT BLOG FROM DELORES CANNON
This Awareness suggests you visualize a grid-work, such as the lines of a checkerboard without the colors of the squares being present, and imagine that the lines which go horizontal and the lines that come from top to bottom as vertical, cross each other, and every place there is a crossing, a light is created by the vibrations or electricity caused by the energies carried on these lines, so that the lines coming down are seen as octaves of a gridwork that move in one direction, and the lines that move across, horizontally, are seen as frequencies or vibrations that move in a lower to higher grid-work, and where these lines touch, these parallel lines going up and down, touch each other, and energy flashes as a light.
“We Are Living In The Most Important Time In The History Of The Universe” Dolores Cannon Discusses Our Current Paradigm
Dolores Cannon’s career has spanned over four decades, during which time she has worked with thousands of clients in regressive hypnotherapy sessions.
When you see thousands and thousands of clients, as I do as a therapist and a counselor, you begin to see a common thread going through many of the cases. Earlier on, it used to be that everybody would go back to a past life and I’d find some of the answers there, and then I’d explore the source of all knowledge to answer all of their questions and do the healing. Just in the last five years or so, I began to see clients who weren’t all going into a past life on Earth. I began to find they had never been on Earth before and that they had come here directly from God, from the Source, from other planets, other dimensions, where they were light beings. That’s the common thread that I have been finding, and that’s where I came up with the theory of the three waves of volunteers.
Each time when people got to the point when they were using energy in the wrong way and couldn’t control it, they had to be stopped. And every time, everything would be reset on this planet. The civilization would go back to the primitive stages and start all over again. That’s why they don’t want to have it happen this time. They don’t want to start over with the planet and begin life for humanity one more time.
During a hypnotherapy session, a woman went back to Atlantis and was telling me the prime reason for Atlantis being destroyed. I was told that there were scientists at the time of Atlantis. There were others who were fooling around with what they called Dark Matter. I was told that this is the same thing scientists are doing now when they are fooling around with what we call Anti-Matter. They said we have to know this, because the scientists are doing the same thing now.
The Large Hadron Collider experiment in Switzerland is the same thing. They are messing around with Anti-Matter. The scientists who are now fooling around with the Collider experiment don’t have any idea what they are really doing, and it’s very dangerous.
If those experiments had continued at that time in Atlantis, it would have broken down the GRID of the planet, causing an implosion of the Earth, and it would have reverberated to the point where it would have broken the GRIDS down of the ENTIRE UNIVERSE.. But they stopped it before it got to that point, but destruction took place.
The Purpose of Humans on earth
This Awareness indicates that the purpose of humans on Earth is to help each other evolve and to help care for the planet on which they reside and to care for the living creatures that reside with them on the planet.
The slowest types of matter that appear not to be vibrating, but are so slow that you cannot hear them in realms of sound. They are simply present in a heavy sense. This Awareness indicates, for example, the Earth is a vibratory being, but you will not hear it vibrating with your limited ears. This Awareness indicates the so-called spiritual hierarchy is a kind of a higher frequency net that fits into these frequency patterns of the electromagnetic scale, wherein there a re lines of force that occasionally cross each other.
These higher frequencies described as “The Word” were essentially descriptions or terms used to describe vibration
“In the beginning was the Word. The Word was God.” The vibration or frequencies of the highest order: Divine Vibration, Divine Consciousness, Divine Frequency. The “Son”or reflection of the Highest Divinity is that which has been described as the “Son of God,” the reflection of God. This may be also called Christ Consciousness. This Awareness indicated from there it goes o down, one octave after another, and this entire gridwork of octave creations or frequencies and beings that appear on these different crossing of these lines, everything there that is above the 49th octave may be called the “spiritual hierarchy.”
THE PORTION ON THE SOLAR ECLIPSE
LISTEN TO THIS VIDEO AS IT SPEAKS OF THE COMING SOLAR ECLIPSE AND A VERY IMPORTANT SUPERNATURAL EVENT!!
After watching short video match it to this short blog and see if it does fit the description in video!!!!
Matter — energy — for they are but diverse manifestations of the same cosmic reality, as a universe phenomenon is inherent in the Universal Father. “In him all things consist.” Matter may appear to manifest inherent energy and to exhibit self-contained powers, but the lines of gravity involved in the energies concerned in all these physical phenomena are derived from, and are dependent on, Paradise. The ultimaton, the first measurable form of energy, has Paradise as its nucleus.
SHE IS LIGHTNING… BEFORE THE THUNDER, DAVE. ❤ 😀
THE BELOW VIDEO IS A VERY GENTLE REMINDER EVEN THOUGH CLOAKED IN SYMBOLISM OF WHOM THE WORLD IS WAITING ON.
SHE REPRESENTS THE HEART.
KEY PHRASES FROM VIDEO ABOVE
MAKE A HAWK A DOVE
STOP THE WAR WITH LOVE
MAKE A LIAR TELL THE TRUTH
STOP A BULLET COLD
CHANGE THEIR MINDS AND CHANGE THE WORLD
ASSOCIATE WITH BELOW VIDEO
JUST WHO IS THE ONE??____IS SHE HIDDEN FROM VIEW AT THIS TIME___JUST WHEN WILL SHE APPEAR????
Well, not really – I know you’re making a different point Dave 🙂
Wow! Things are moving along. Thank you Valiant.
Float like a butterfly, sting like a bee! ❤
Eh I'm glad those kids are getting help… a personal "thank you" to the Guardians! (-_-)