Respecting Copyrights

Hi Dear Friends who post here,

I hope you’re all doing well! I have an urgent request, for the well-being of our site. Thanks in advance for your help!

I have just responded to a DMCA Takedown Notice for an image that was used for a Dreamflights post. It was a lovely image, but used without the artists’ permission. This is the second Takedown Notice we’ve received (the first was for a link to a Tom Kenyon video). Although it’s been a couple years, WordPress warns that repeated violations can result in suspension of the site and/or account.

I’ve written to WordPress support to ask their advice on monitoring a site like ours, where numerous people are able to create and edit posts. In the meantime, I’m asking everyone to please go through your posts, and media you’ve added, and consider the sources of images, sound, or video you’ve used. Please remove any, if you’re not certain the work is either yours, or free for use.

Once you’ve done this, please comment here or email me, to let me know. I really appreciate you taking the time to do this!

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Here is a link to an article WordPress provides, to help us understand “Fair Use”: https://en.support.wordpress.com/counter-notice/#what-is-fair-use

Please read this and use it as a guide, as you review your posts. Of course let me know if you have questions, an I’ll help however I can!

I’m proud to be associated with such a lovely group of friends, even though you don’t hear from me often these days. Let’s show WordPress and our creative friends that we respect copyrights and are willing to take the time to do our research before we use material by others.

Sending big hugs of love and light!

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…Twilight in Atlantis…

*song* ‘Rumors’

By Britney Spears

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-2l-LgsxzmE&list=RD-2l-LgsxzmE&t=47

The Watcher recalled the tale from
Lost hours, and while there were many
Stories to remember…one always stands
Out more than others, perhaps because
Of very certain connections.

A clock was ticking, but no one
Knew it. But maybe they sensed it
By the troubles brewing in the air…the
Scandals, the civil unrest, the demands
And the people crying out, demanding
To be heard…voices overlapping so much
That every word fell like nonsense…
The ranting, the hatred…people, once
Friends were turning on each other left
And right over arguments that had been
Around for years…Religions and cults
Chanted endlessly in prayers or rituals,
But they had no meaning anymore…
Because the people had lost their way.
How could flittering gestures of goodwill
Mean anything when people did what
They wanted most of the time?
There were martyrs in every home,
And preaching and lectures everywhere…
Yet no one was listening to the
Overall sounds of one gigantic
Frothing mess.

The Watcher kept shaking his head
As he observed this…The Big Picture
Was so clear from far away…The
Noise was unbearable…so he turned
His attention to softer words…to the
Hearts that cried out the most, that
Didn’t give in because they held on to
A dream. How ironic that the young
Held on to their dreams the most, because
Everyone else was too busy chasing what
They had to have right now.
‘Pray that never happens again,’
The Watcher whispered. ‘Because the
Planet won’t tolerate such tantrums
Across the world a second time…’

The further notes of a lost age, from
Young hearts torn from their dreams…
On another dark and lonely night,
In the late Spring, in the Seaports
Of Atlantis…the young athlete
With wavy gold hair crept through the
Dark bushes of his friend’s home,
Staring at her window on the second
Floor, as he had done so many times, to
See if she was awake. He was nervous
And sweaty this time as he drew closer
And saw no lights on…They hadn’t seen
Or spoken to each other in weeks…
Something was wrong…but then they
Each would have things to tell about that.

“Kara?” Hollan called out to her with a
Loud whisper. “Kara, are you there? It’s me!”
No reply. He waited for a response, there
Was none. This was the third time
He had tried and she didn’t answer,
He couldn’t wait any longer. So he
Climbed up the ivy to her window and
Snuck into her room…

It was dark and quiet…but even in
The dim light, he could see how clean
Her room was…everything appeared
Untouched…there were no clothes or
Shoes left out, no chairs moved aside
As if they had been used, every door
Was shut…It was as though there had
Been no activity. But upon looking more
Closely, he could see that someone was
Sleeping in her bed. He went and touched
The motionless form under the covers.
“Kara?”

“Go away, Hollan.” She said with a
Soft voice. “I don’t want to talk right
Now.”

“Kara?” He asked, confused. “What’s wrong?
We haven’t talked for days…We
Always talk, always.”

“I don’t want to talk now.”

He turned a switch to light the small
Candle lamp beside her bed, then sat
Beside her. Immediately he noticed
The bruises on her face. He tried to
Touch her cheek, she winced. “What
Happened to you?”

She simply gave him a cold look. His
Eyes were wide, concerned, frightened.
Then she sat up beside him holding the
Covers tight. “My father gave me to
Sobius.”

“He gave you to him, why?” Hollan asked.
But Kara did not explain with words,
Only an icy stare. He understood then…
“Oh…I’m sorry.” He couldn’t look
At her…after their last talk, the way
She talked about her dreams, and the
Moon…and the one she was
Waiting for. And now this? There
Were no words to say…but there
Was anger. “What is wrong
With them?”

“I had no choice…” Kara told him
Fighting tears. “No choice…It was
Like I was merchandise, not his
Daughter!”

“Our parents, all adults…even the
Elders,” Hollan said biting his lip,
Staring into the shadows. “It’s like we
Feel nothing next to them. What do
They have children for? They have
Us, raise us, teach us, show us…but
It’s like…we’re not there, not really…
Until we’re older…We’re not adults
Until we’ve had a dream and then
Had it taken away…by the same ones
Who tell us to dream. Believe you can,
Then they tell you, you can’t, you’re not
Old enough…Do things this way…because
I say so…No complaining…think
This way, believe that way…We’re toys,
That’s all we are.”

Kara sat there staring numbly at
Her room. “I hate my life, I hate
This life. Why do I hope for anything?”

“You can’t give up hoping because of
This.” Hollan told he as he turned to
Face her. “Don’t let them take that
Away from you. Who you are isn’t gone…”

Kara turned to him angrily recoiling her
Feelings. “All my father care about is
His business and politics, and
Having a good time…Negotiating trades
To protect his business while the new
Leaders transition reforms…All
Anyone cares about is protecting their
Fortunes and having a good time.”

“All my parents do is campaign for
Protecting their religious beliefs…and lifestyles.”
Hollan laughed. “I thought that was
All anyone cared about from how they
Talk.”

“No one asks, they just assume.” Kara
Said bitterly. “Such great elders…A
Thousand speeches a day…Persuasive
Arguments…blaming leaders for what’s
Right and wrong. People KNOW what’s
Right and wrong, all they care about is
Blaming others so they don’t feel guilty
Doing what they want.”

Hollan smiled at her. “A future leader
You are…Kara of the White Ships,
Governor of the Seaports.”

She laughed for the first time in weeks
Then smiled at him. But as her eyes
Caught that smile of his that she loved…
She saw the bruise on his chin…then
One on his shoulder by his collar bone by
His open lapel. And there were more
On his arm, “What happened to you?”

“What?” He asked.

“Those bruises.” She directed with a nod.
“Those look bad.” She reached to
Touch the ones on his arm and he
Backed away. “Are those from your
Parents?”

Hollan’s eyes fell to the floor, then he
Stepped away. He could only mumble
Words to respond. “No…”

Kara tilted her head studying him. “You
Didn’t just come back here to check on me…
Something happened…” He wouldn’t
Look at her. “Where’s Jeren?”

“He’s gone…I don’t know.” He
Answered.

“How can he be gone if you don’t know?”
He asked.

There was a tense drawn out silence
As she stood to look him in the eye.
But he kept backing away from her
Towards the window. “Hollan, what
Happened? Tell me.”

“I can’t believe what I saw.” He
Stuttered, backing up to the wall by the
Window. “I can’t believe what I saw.”

She grew nervous, especially as she
Noticed how pale he was, even in the
Low light. “What did you see? What is it?”

Another pause. He swallowed. “Do you
Know the Temples…at the edge of
The Seaport…where my family goes to
Worship?”

Kara nodded. “The Ones for the Brotherhood
…For the Ancient Gods, and the Sons of Adam? Yes.”

“More has been going on there in
Recent years…than anyone knows.”
He told her slowly. “A lot
More. But you know most Temples…
Almost all of them have secrets…
Secret rituals…”

Kara nodded again. “I know everyone
Knows that…like the offerings and
The ‘Holy Unions’, or religious orgies…”

“Well, those ships of your father’s have
Been bringing over a lot more than just
Treasures from Arcadia.” Hollan explained.
“The ships from Lemuria and Mu have
Have been bringing over something else.”

She saw him grow paler. “What? I
Know they bring over Priestesses from
The Sisterhood of the Divine of Eve…
Some kind of Union between the
Temples here and over there…”

Hollan watched her carefully, worried for
Secrets he dared expose…The Temple
Secrets were guarded fiercely, but then
No one knew that he knew, or what
He saw. He decided to confess anyway,
They shared everything…and he was
Terrified. “They have been bringing
Over Giants…some kind of strange
Offspring born to the Priestesses.”

Kara winced, then her eyes went wide
And her mind wild. “Giants? What do you
Mean?”

He swallowed. “Ever since the mysterious
Visitors that no one has seen arrived,
The Priestesses of their Temples have
Been communing actively with spirits,
Entities…and they have been getting
Pregnant by them…and giving birth
To these strange giant-looking
Humans.”

“Giants?” Kara could only repeat.
“You saw them?” She had to wonder.
“How big are they?”

“Yes.” He told her nervously. “They
Are about 12 to 15 feet tall or
More, at least twice the size of the
Average person.”

“How could they or anyone keep
Something like that a secret?” Kara
Insisted. “Giant humans? Where
Would they sleep? What would they
Do? What would they eat? They
Would have to eat a lot…wouldn’t
They?” The look of horror on his face
Scared her. Another pause. “Tell me?
Where’s Jeren…” He couldn’t speak.
Tell me!”

Finally, the words came as Hollan
Told her… “They hide them in the
Tall tombs and caverns beneath
The Temples…they worship them
With slaves and all forms of pleasures…
And they feed them all sorts of
Things…sometimes game, a bull…
A wild stag…and sometimes…people.”

“What?” Kara went pale with fright.

Then the words just poured from Hollan.
“I hadn’t seen Jeren in days…
I asked about him at school, no one
Knew. I went to his home…his
Family only said he was in service
For his family at the Temple. So I went
To the Temple…The same one my
Family goes to, and I asked the
Priests and the Temple Guard about
Him…They only smiled and said Jeren
Was serving the Gods…but some of
The Guards like young men, it’s a
Common thing…even at the Academy…
And for favors, they show you things…
One of them I knew fairly well, he
Was a friend’s older brother,
He always liked me…So he gives
Me this black robe to wear
And red sandals…and nothing else…
And tells me he could show me as
A server and could take me to the
Gods in the Tombs below the Temple…
So I’m curious…I go…I wear the
Robes…he takes me below…And
There are all these people there
Dressed in black robes…nothing else…
All of them, the best looking, the
Most fit, the youngest from the Temple…
And they were serving these Giant
People…It looked like 4 of
Them were men, 2 were women…some
Looked somewhat normal, but a
Couple looked like monsters. And they
Were watching the people dance and
Drink and have orgies…And some
Of the people were tied and gagged
And chained for these Giants to
Play with…It was awful…this one,
This girl was screaming…but they
Were really playing with these two
Drunk men…And then they…ate
One of them while he was alive…It
Was awful…It was so awful. It was
The worst thing I ever saw…And Jeren
Was there…dancing for them, these
Giants…He enjoyed it. A lot of them did.”

Kara stood there silently horrified.
Her mouth ajar, she was overcome by
The images of Hollan’s words…He
Didn’t have to go into further detail to
Try and convince her, the fear on his
Face was enough… “The Rumors, the
Stories…of things going on with the
Temples, the rituals…are all true?”

He closed his eyes, trying to make
Himself forget the things he saw. “Yes.”
She stared at him carefully, trying
To find the right words. “But your
Bruises, how? They didn’t hurt you,
Did they?”

He met her eyes slowly. “The people
There pulled me in, they tried to
Push me to the Giants.” He told her.
“Those women were like monsters, and
The men…the looks on their faces…they
Were just grabbing…Somehow I fought my
Way out…I pushed, and I ran and ran.
I ran harder than I ever have before
In my life…The guard chased me, but
I hid. I’ve been hiding for 2 days.
Finally, I got the nerve to come out.
I wanted to gather some of us together,
To tell them what happened…so
They know…”

Kara nodded as she thought
About their small group of friends
That shared their views. They gathered
In a small group once a week sometimes
Just to talk, for support. “Have
You talked to any of them yet?”

“Jacon and Deron.” Hollan told
Her, they were two of the older boys from
School…17 year olds, very smart and
Strong and kind. “And Aren…”

Kara smiled. “Good.” Aren was the
Only other girl. She was 16, with olive
Skin and long dark hair…highly intuitive,
She was training to serve at her parents
Temple, unhappily. “Where can we
All meet?”

“At the Old Temple of the Brotherhood.”
Hollan explained, “Near the woods at
The edge of the Seaport…no one goes
There anymore…it’s too small and
Modest for worshippers. “He swallowed
Slowly. “I’m supposed to bring you
There tonight…right now. Will you go?”

Kara nodded. “Yes, I will.” Her own
Fears and troubles seemed to fade
For now, she had to talk to her friends.
“I want to get out of here…before
My father comes with my brother…”

Hollan held up his hand. “Don’t say
Anymore. Pack a bag, that’s what
We are planning on talking about
Tonight…about running away.”

Kara raced to throw some essentials
And some of her sentimental belongings
Together. Then Hollan led her carefully
And quietly down the ivy outside as
They made their escape to the Old
Temple in the Woods, under darkness.

But the moon looked so strange that night,
Bathed in a reddish haze…surrounded
With a n orange ring. There was a heaviness
In the air, a mood neither of them could
Shake…little did they know all the world
Had felt the same disturbance…that
Something was building…somethings was
Coming.

Within an hour, the two of them had
Had made it to the Old Temple…and met
7 of their other friends…9 all together.
Jacon and Deron, the oldest boys…
Also golden haired…Aren, the beautiful
Young training to be a Priestess…
And 4 other boys…awkward youths,
Boys that were being bullied for looking
Different…Japeth and Ham, and
Mandon and Reos. All of them were
Flustered when Hollan arrived with
Kara. The entire Seaport had erupted
In violent demonstrations…Followers
Of the Temples were
Speaking out against the rulers for
More rights…A clash between
The religions and politics had been
Brewing for years, and now was
Finally coming to blows.

When Aren saw Kara, she exclaimed,
“You’re pregnant!”

“What?” Kara asked in shock.

Aren had a way of just saying
Things, this mysterious intuition of
Hers… “Your child will save the
Human race! For generations, a child
Will be born to each one…special,
And that specialness will spread
Across the world…in 7’s…7 children
To be born to the 7th child, a daughter,
Blessed with gifts…and every 7th
Generation, a son…even more
Special…And with that one, one
Day that 7th generation born a
Son will save the world!”

Kara just looked at her strangely…
“What?” But she didn’t have time
To think…

Hollan stepped forward nervously
Holding Kara’s hand for support…
He forced the strength from within
Him to tell them all the story
That he told Kara…about the
Giants that the Temples were hiding.
Then his voice and words
Grew weak, afraid. “Jeren was with
Them…I’m afraid for him. I don’t
Think that he knows what he is
Doing…something so dark is coming
Over the world. I realize that we
Have hoped it would pass, but it isn’t.
It’s only going to get worse. You can
See it in the faces of our parents…
They either live to argue over everything…
Or pray incessantly for some crazy
Miracle to make what they want
Happen…No one is listening…they’re
All doing what they want…and
They are making up all sorts of
Reasons to believe anything…the
Insanity of the World has come down
To this…it is a Holy War between
The forces of good and evil…
Between the Heavens and Hell…
The only safe thing to do is to get
Far away from those building this
Fire…before it consumes them, us, and
Everything on the planet to the End.”

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=86339

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 28OCT2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (28 October 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may 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: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…Kara of Atlantis…

*song* ‘Lady, Lady, Lady’

By Joe Esposito

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HpYitoj916w

Where do souls go? Where do they come
From, where do they go? Time puts forth
Patterns that destiny chases until some
Peace is made, until it all makes sense…
Listen to the song first.

In the light of the room of their counsel,
Varence stood calmly, patiently…then nodded,
“Try this now…” Then the story came.

Flashes, against the dark blues…and
Then bright sparkling stars. The White Wall.
Flashes, and the stars…The White Wall…

It was the peak of civilization, of the First
Ones…a time only known by Fractured Stories.
Where Golden and Silver cities towered
With gemstone temples that resembled
Cathedrals across the land.
Science and religion were on the verge of
Merging…The people were polished
And pretty, headstrong and selfish…And
Laws were made by wealth not principle.
It was a civilization beyond wonder on
Earth…Hope was made tangible by
Machines…and everything one ever wanted
Was possible…in a Great Ancient city
Called Atlantis.

For thousands of years, since the First Adam
And Eve colonies had been stranded, the
Human race forged a brilliant new home.
Generations of struggle had seen men and
Women come together, and separate again in
Cities. Each made according to whatever
Belief they followed…
Some more questionable than others…But
Atlantis had long been The First…Where
The First Ships crashed, where the First
Man and woman met…And their descendants,
In tribute to their first parents, built
A land of marvels to reflect who they
Were and wanted to be. But after eras
Of peace and then wars, then peace again…
A time of great unrest plagued the world
…as the answers they had long
Believed in became questioned by elusive
Visitors from space. The people were in a
Constant state of confusion, debate…
Doubting, wondering, analyzing, criticizing
Everything…But the most affected by this
Turmoil were the children, the young who
Were overlooked and treated like possessions.
No one listened, no one cared…It was
Always about personal issues…The elders were
Always right…and the young, as always,
Had no voice…some things never change…

In the East of this glimmering land were
The great Seaports…the trade Harbors that
Held the mighty ships that crossed the seas
For trade, or travel…where anything new
Could be found. It was one of the most
Well known industrious and hardworking places
On the planet, as well as the most conniving
It was here that some of the most
Famous merchants were found, such as the
Brothers Markon and Daneth.
Of the White Ships…known for the finest
Fabrics to make garments, Baylon the
The merchant for produce, Sobius the dealer
For Arcadia…and Kaneth, who imported
Specialties of other lands, such as Lemuria
And Attan…These were some of the most
Powerful men, for anything of interest
Always came from the Seaports, and they
Influenced everything

But more than anything…Atlantis was
Regarded as the land for the children of
Adam. As with all the lands, there was
Great variety among the people, but they
Were more commonly known and most
Popular for being those with the yellow
Or golden hair, and blue or green eyes. They
Were a handsome people, strong, gifted
And talented…and very popular everywhere.
Beauty was the most prized thing in the modern
World…Not much else mattered more than
That…Only wealth. And more importantly
The greatest goal was to possess and own both.

Markon, of The White Ships, had an
Especially beautiful family. His 14 year
Old daughter Kara…golden haired with
Blue eyes…was considered the prettiest
Girl in the Northern district of the
Seaports…Many were standing in line
For her…waiting, youth was also highly
Prized in every land, and intensely sought
After by whatever means necessary. But
Kara was more modest than most girls,
And instead of indulging the sport of being
Chased…she retreated quietly to the
Constant company of a handful of her
Closest friends that avoided the wilder
Ways of the other young people. She,
Particularly, could be seen with her two
Sixteen-year-old male friends, Hollan
And Jeren…Two of the best looking
Boys from the Seaports Sports
Academy.

Frequently, late at night…when the activity
Of the Seaport had slowed down, and
Most of the adults had gathered
In any of the assortment of drinking and
Party taverns…Hollan and Jeren
Would wait beneath Kara’s window
At her home, until the lights went out,
Then sneak up the ivy vines outside her
Window to join her in her room for
Friendly talks and laughs. Rumors spread
Of this that there was more going on,
Everyone loved to talk and assume the
Worst…But in truth, the three friends
Simply sat and talked and laughed
About things…they talked about their
Families, the grief their parents gave
Them…the trial of their peers, and
The struggles with debating what to
Do with their lives. The friendship
They shared was more valuable than
Anything. They protected each other,
And really cared for and loved one
Another. They may have joked around
A lot or teased each other sometimes,
But they were forever loyal. And that
Was a rare thing anywhere.

One spring night of the largest full moon,
Just before the Seaports New Season
Festivals…Kara sat waiting for her
Friends, staring sadly up at the stars
And moon, torn over growing fears
She had…

“My father is plotting something.” She
Whispered quietly to the moon…something
She did secretly sometimes, instead of writing
Her thoughts down in a diary. “I don’t like
The way he keeps looking at me, or keeps
Talking about showing me off to his
Friends…especially that merchant, Sobius…”
She watched the stars, waiting for an
Answer…as if someone up there was
Listening; by chance this time someone was
“Oh, I wish you could talk to me and
Tell me something…give me an answer…”

From below, in the dark of the bushes
A whisper came… “What are you doing?
Who are you talking to?”

Kara leaned out the window and looked
Down, she immediately recognized
The voice. “Hollan…why are you
Hiding in the bushes? Is Jeren there
Too? Why don’t you just come up?”

“Because you’re fun to watch.” Jeren
Quickly answered pretending to sound sinister.

“Very funny.” She waved at them. “Just
Come up!”

The two boys emerged from the shadows
And quickly climbed the ivy to her window,
Moving very strongly, not because they
Were built like young athletes, but
Because it was a contest to
See who could get to her window faster;
Everything was a contest. Once over the railing
And sill of Kara’s window…Hollan panted,
“I swear I get faster each time.”

“You cheat,” Jeren groaned, “You
Step on my hands.”

“Because you always try to grab my
Ankles!” Hollan defended.

“Ha,” Jeren teased, “You would probably
Like it better if I grabbed your leg.”

“Funny.” Hollan snapped as he straightened
His half shirt and dress robe; think
Toga…

“Quit flirting with each other,” Kara
Said shaking her head as she became
Anxious. “I need to talk about something.”

“We aren’t flirting.” Hollan scowled.

“That’s right.” Jeren corrected. “I flirt,
He acts all shy.”

“What?” Hollan was annoyed.

“Please, can we talk now?” Kara
Asked.

“What is it?” Jeren asked. “Did you
Catch your father watching you get
Changed again? Just show him…”

Hollan and Kara watched Jeren with
A slanted look. “I swear you grow
More disturbing every day.” Hollan said.

“I like sex, so?” Jeren laughed. “Are
The two of you going to lecture me again?”

“What are you turning into Jeren?”
Kara asked with shock at his candor.

“It’s the instructors at the Academy.”
Hollan confessed. “They keep approaching
Our classmates with these offers for that
New Temple.”

“Keep your mouth shut, stupid. That’s
A secret.” Jeren said angrily.

“What?” Kara asked, unnerved.

“You do not want to know.” Hollan
Answered wide-eyed, to her.

“I’m leaving.” Jeren spat, turning back
To the window. “If the tow of you want
To talk little kid stuff, fine…you play,
I’m growing up.”

“And what you’re doing?” Kara said.
“That’s growing up?”

Jeren left then without another word,
And scrambled down the ivy.

“Jeren!” Kara shouted after him, with
No response. She turned to her remaining
Friend. “What is this?”

“He is not the same.” Hollan told her
With a serious look. “He is not
The person I thought he was…
Or hoped maybe.”

“Hoped?” Kara shook her head.
“And I thought I had something
To talk about…Hoped?”

“I don’t know.” Hollan answered.
“We’ve been friends since we were
Little…I thought I knew him…but
He wants other things…”

“What things?” Kara asked sitting
Down and holding her hands in her
Lap, grabbing at her pink dress; she
Always wore that dress.
Hollan couldn’t look her in the eye. He
Held the lapel of his blue dress robe,
Then squinted, finding the words. “I
Don’t know…something wild…nothing
Good…Just like everyone else.”

“Oh.” Kara said slowly reflecting

On how close they all were…how the
Boys were. “You thought he thought
You were special?”

Hollan froze then slowly met her eyes
“What?”

Kara shook her head but looked at
Him softly. “Jeren…is not as sweet
As you think. He has been with a lot
Of girls…he tried with me…And he’s
Been with a lot of boys…”

“Kara, he and I have never done
Anything!” Hollan told her. “Honest!
Wait…he tried…with you?”

“Yes.” She nodded. That’s who he secretly is.
He chases fun. But usually…he is pretty
Nice.”

“Nice?” Hollan laughed. “I really don’t
Know who he is!” He started to pace in
Thought. “Is this…really everywhere?
The adults do it all the time…I
Mean, by the gods, they talk about it,
Whispers at school…whispers at the
Temples…what are people doing? That’s
All they think about…” His words
Drifted off as he paused by the window
To stare outside…at nothing.

Kara nodded. “Yes…we’ve discussed
This, that’s all they think about.”

“What are you looking for?” He sharply
Asked her. “I know why you wait…
But what are you looking for…a
Special soul?”

“I’ll know it when I see it.” Kara
Told him.

“See it…not, feel it?” Hollan asked
With a raised eyebrow… “A soul that
You must see…for your eyes to tell you?”

Kara hesitated, but answered. “Yes,
I think so.”

Hollan thought fast. “You expect a
Lot, that your eyes should tell you
Everything…of what your heart is
Looking for…I have never known
Anyone that could do that.”

“And you,” Kara turned it to him.
“What are you looking for…something
You can’t see?”

Hollan really froze at her words. “Yes,
I think I am. My eyes see too much…
Of what isn’t there. I must be doing
Something wrong. It’s like a memory
I have that has no reason or
Explanation…I just keep hoping.”

Kara laughed quietly again. “This is a
Conversation to have…but not the
Topic that I expected.” She smiled, she
Had the most enchanting smile…

“What do you mean” He asked. “Is
Something wrong?”

She took a long deep breath then
Turned to sit by the window, where she was
Sitting when he first came, then stared up
At the night sky trying to forget her
Troubles…and what was really bothering her.
The Full Moon caught her eye and she
Became mesmerized by its silvery glow.
“I sit here so many nights just staring
Up…when the moon is full and bright
And the sky is clear and all the stars are
Shining…”

“Dreaming…” Hollan said, trying to sense
Her meaning.

“Remembering.” She corrected…hopefully.

“Remembering?” He questioned, thinking of
Her age.

Then she turned to meet his eyes, they were big
And blue…and searching, like hers.
“Sometimes these…pictures fill my mind…
When I’m alone or I can’t sleep mostly…
But also, sometime during the day at school,
In a room full of people…and everyone is
Talking and no one is listening…It feels
Like I have these memories…so vivid. Of
Another life, I’m older, a woman, not a girl…
But I look the same…And I have this
Pink dress on and I am staring up at
Three moons on this big balcony waiting
For someone.”

“A boy?” Hollan asked following her words.

“A man/” Kara said. “And he’s someone
Important I think, not just special to me, but
Special to a lot of people…And there’s
Something big and terrible going on…It feels
Like everything is ending…like the world is
Ending.”

“A fantasy?” He concluded as he sat down
Beside her. “That’s normal.”

“No, it’s not like that.” She told him
Firmly. “The feeling is…so…STRONG…
It hurts…there is hope…there is this, love…
This face in my mind. I can’t get it out. It’s
Always there when I talk to someone.
Whenever any feeling I have grows, it’s
There again…this picture, that place, his
Face…that feeling, that loss…then there
Is this white flash…and it’s gone. Nothing
Can erase it, nothing. I don’t understand.”

Hollan fought to think, but studied her…
Struggling with something similar. “But
There is only one moon. It can’t be a
Premonition or a memory…Another life?
A past life? The Temple talks about those
Things but…3 moons?”

“Yes 3 moons.” Kara assured him… “And
1 is big, it’s close…And green?”

“That doesn’t make sense.” He shook his head.

“Have you ever…had that?” She asked.

Hollan hesitated, then finally answered.
“Maybe…” He fought to tell her. “I see
A face, it haunts me all the time…
Mostly when I wake up, before I go to
Sleep…and in my dreams…it’s in my
Dreams a lot.”

“Who?” Kara asked. “A girl?”

His eyes looked away. “Someone who…
Everything stops…Nothing ever happens
In the dream…Everything just stops…I
Have no idea what it means.” He shook
It off. “It doesn’t mean anything.”

Then she laughed. “It makes everything
Stop…and it means nothing? That

Doesn’t make any sense, Hollan.”

“So, what do you think it means then?”
He asked. “Some kind of soul connection.”

“All that I know is that sometimes it is
So overwhelming…” She confessed. “I don’t
Care about anything else. And
Sometimes it feels so close…but I
Can’t find it.”

Her words really struck him hard. He
Blinked, but remained still…his thoughts
Ambling over feelings and pictures he
Could not put into words. “I don’t know.”

“Well I know it isn’t Jeren.” She laughed.
“I know that much.”

He looked at her strangely then laughed.
“True, it isn’t Jeren.” They laughed some
More then turned the conversation more
Playful and light…Eventually they fell
Asleep, laying on her bed, talking. “We
Need to get out of here. Maybe get a
Few of the others and run away and
Hide in some safe place…a secret place
Where no one can find us or bother
Us with their strange behavior.”

“Now that’s something I want to do!”
She agreed.

Now the story must step apart from
Their point of view and change to another’s.
To the Watcher that recorded things, not
Every private conversation…but some in
Specific always caught his mind’s eye.
Dreams that repeat and never change.
Especially in someone so young…or
In those that remain the same for years,
There’s much there…than secrets ever tell.
He studied several this way, trying to
Build a bigger picture and solve an
Age old puzzle. He never faltered, but
A companion to assist him with Atlantis
Would have been much better.

He burned these two faces into his mind.
The boy Hollan he had seen before…the
Girl was new…but so pretty, he would not
Forget her…the girl who loved to dance,
And sing to the mind when she was alone…
Something was there.

Shortly after the two friends, Kara
And Hollan spent that night talking,
The girl would be greeted by her busy
Father, to accompany him for help
At his work…Something she had
Never done before…

The Watcher watched and listened to
This with growing dismay…As her father
Told her he was having problems,
Their family was having problems…
But everyone’s family was having some
Sort of problem…Still, as a merchant
He explained their boats were in seriously
Bad condition, desperately in need of
Repair…and that he had overextended
Himself in gold trying to fix them. A lie
Of course… the man was a keen
Businessman, he always managed well.
He was, however, a very poor gambler…
And frequently lost in the nightly
Games he played at the Taverns with
The other merchants. He had already
Bartered with his son’s virile services to
Whoever or whatever desired them…
Yes, the whatever was very broad. And
He had even loaned out his wife’s
Hospitality…with no complaints…The
Only thing left…was his daughter’s
Fairest beauty…and untouched purity.
So he begged for her, to save the
Family business…to spend the evening
With the merchant Sobius…And save
Them from disgrace.

What followed was nothing short of a
Brutal assault by one of the most
Notorious scoundrels in the district. Her
Father was spared minor embarrassment,
Sobius was arrogantly pleased…and
The girl, Kara, was beaten and bruised…
Left to retreat into a quiet prison in
Her room, self-made…while she clung to
A dream that made no sense…It was
The only thing that kept her alive.

This was a tale recorded that no one
Cared to address at the time, save for a
Watcher, who could only watch…but
Would never forget…and in a memory
Play, save critically for another day.

Few ever listen the right way until it’s
Too late…and then it’s a martyr’s song
They sing to spare the guilt. Instead of
They, it’s I…and that’s a sin that never
Goes unnoticed. Cut the ‘I’s’ out of a
Sentence, and see how long they last…

The story of the Children of Atlantis will
Continue…

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=85881

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 21OCT2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (21 October 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may 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: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…Night Contacts…

*song* Disturbia by Rihanna

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E1mU6h4Xdxc

Sleep is supposed to be the
Rejuvenator…but when accompanied
By Dreams, it can either be another
Life to live, a burden of conscience,
A lesson to learn, an adventure,
Or a nightmare…thus becoming
Either exhilarating or exhausting.
But it can always be in all of these
Regards, psychic…and transforming.

“Trapping words to cast a message
Outside of the box…” Varence said as
He sat at the meeting table from a
Modest seat. He was still plainly dressed
In a white dress shirt, and dark dress
Pants, I guess, that I could not see…His hair
Was clean cut, his skin pale, and his eyes
Were this strange intense grayish color…
All in all, he had this mesmerizing and
Serious expression. “Thank you.” He
Grinned and nodded. “I try to be
Considerate.”

A silent moment…before Ceres moaned and
Then rolled her eyes as she sat across
The table from him… “Another marvelous
Thing he says…A thing to wish for, a
Thing to pray for…I still enjoy his
Silence more.”

“At least you wish something of me.”
He said to her still smiling. “Words do
Confess.”

‘My wishes would surprise you.” She beamed
A smile to him, then turned to her tall
Brother Brishan beside her. “Was that
Part of the opening we discussed? Was there a
Point to it, or just more of his rolling tongue
Stupidity? Put them to sleep why don’t you?”

Brishan held out his hand for silence.
“This is measured…Now if we may
Begin…let it be this way.”

Rana stood from the end of the table,
Tall, beautiful, her auburn curly-haired
Crown and shimmering gold eyes
Commanding attention like a spotlight to her
Face… “Let me ask you,” she said to
Me, “Have you had difficulties?”

“You could say that.”

“Why?” Brishan asked, his chiseled
Features were king-like. I swear this
Long-haired blond giant looked like a
Tower in his chair.

“You know why.”

Brishan took the lead then, not just
As the leader…but as a concerned brother
As well. “Did we not make ourselves
Clear much earlier? This is not a two-way
Door…This is not some…general
Myth to analyze and rebound with an offer
Of suggestions of ‘follow me’. These are
Messages only. Your job is to tell them,
Share them, not let anyone order you…
As if to say to you…I am the bear,
A wolf…a coyote…Follow me. You,”
He pointed, “Follow the lion…That
Was said plainly…”

“What is an Hour Glass?” Rana asked.

“A measure of time…”

“Correct.” She nodded once… “And when
Those sands run out?”

“You can’t be serious?”

Brishan leaned towards me. “These
Stories were laid out with long careful
Purpose…If they can not see the
Path or manner taken, then they are
Falling on deaf ears.”

“But some do understand…”

“Some…” Brishan nodded…once.

“But you can’t be serious. I can’t
Say that or force that. I have
To keep this going for as long as I
Can.”

Brishan’s stare was heavy. “A Valiant
Effort…the name, it never falters.”
He shook his head and smiled. “Can
You do that?”

“I have to try.”

Rana turned to her brother. “You are
Changing the course of this. That is
Not what we agreed…In everything
We observed through the data…and
What these chosen were told to do…”

“Told to do?”

Rana continued… “You saw through
Their eyes yourself…They see too
Much in wrong directions and nothing
Where they should…What are you
Waiting for?”

“Because his purpose interests me, Rana.”
He said strongly as he turned to her. “Tell
Me you do not feel the same way.
You are lying if you say otherwise.”
She only stared back at him strangely.

“Why?”

Brishan watched me with…ferocious
Concern. “The time will come for that.”
Brishan said… “How is your world shaped?
How is the Universe shaped? Leaders
To make things work…
What works? Are they the same
For one world and the Universe…
What about when it applies to
The welfare of other worlds…And
One threatens others? In a case of
Crisis…What sort of leader is best
For survival? Empires are often
Built to handle crisis…you do
Realize that? To manage a mess,
What does it Take?”

“Truly something to think about.”
Rana said.

“And other worlds…Are they or were
They all this way at some point, a
Mess?”

“You would be surprised.” Brishan answered
Calmly. “Paradise in space, I believe most
Are still searching for that…just when
They think they have it, they want more.
Satisfaction and contentment are
Difficult to come by…Peace only comes
When one is content…That’s why to
Preach peace can be very misleading.”

“But you said peace was the way before?”

“It is a good way,” He answered, “But
I, we can not explain everything in
Such great detail at once…that is
What the stories are for…”

“But what about the stories, I had
Those for months…I thought I was
To write about the Lion Men and
SARGOG…but-”

“Those points would have been lost at
That time.” Rana said as she moved
To stand beside Brishan. “There were
Other things going on here…and there.”

“But I had them, I’ve been fighting
To write them down.”

“We told you why.” Rana responded.

“But I had them…then that
Eclipse took them way…my mind
Went blank. Was that it? That
Alignment…did it have to do with
Other worlds then?”

“Yes and No. In some places.” Rana
Said. “You have to understand
These things affect variables, they can
Not be explained until the events reveal
Themselves.”

“The confusion you feel,” Ceres
Interrupted, “Is in part something else…
As we discussed before…you talk with
Too many people.”

“I was the first to embark this with
The stories. No one else wanted it…” Varence
Then interjected. “It is my voice that
Should continue it.”

“May the Heavens save us all!”
Ceres exclaimed, rolling her eyes.

“Forgive me,” Varence said as he
Stood up strongly and pointed to the
Notebook. “But it’s true…Now
Listen to me and write this…”

“I will but…those things I feel, the
Intensity right now…all of these
Strange forces at work now, more
Than ever…I feel so strange…why
Do I feel like this, like I don’t belong…
It feels like I say things when I
Talk to people and they do not hear,
The responses…it’s like they heard
Something else…this constant state
Of feeling I have to explain everything…
It feels like only part of me is
Here and the rest is…someplace else.”

“That…” Varence said eagerly, holding
Up his hand and pointing his finger, “Is
What I was going to explain…that
Is why I need to speak…and address
This now…

That point you made right there, is
Why these stories were so carefully
Laid out…It takes time to
Understand things, a process learned
From one thing to another…It involves
Sealing or fixing a timeline breach.
Your emotions felt this through
Your intuition a long time ago…A life
That should have been…that didn’t…
A life that isn’t working, but should.
Dreams that never manifested but
Could…

Each path is separate in fixing this…
Yet there is one common solution,
The Angel gave this to you with his
Gift and the Light…it’s still there
Responding to what needs to come out.
Others sense it, that’s why they are
Drawn to it…and to you…that’s
Why you feel overwhelmed by requests
And work at the same time…The
Solution is not about individual
Requests but what all things need…

Ages ago…in the beginning of Earth,
When I told you the stories of the
Adams and Eves…it was about
The confrontation and attraction
And completion of men and women
From their single sex environments
Coming together to form a completion,
A balance…one that was never
Fully achieved…They came close
In the great first civilizations, but
During their time of peace and
Seeking answers…their quests, as in
Thors Quest…the peace with Nature,
As the Native Americans had…the
Gifts of genetic missing pieces, that
The Star Pilgrims gave…All of these
Have continually been maliciously
Corrupted and manipulated by Dark
Powers seeking conquest…A poison
That is difficult to cure and never
Goes away…The Stars and the
Alignment of the Stars call out to
This…For those lost missing pieces
To Align…but the Dark won’t let that
Happen…The struggle has been there
Since the beginning…when the Dark
Empire invaded and corrupted The Eves
And their genetic integrity…with
Their enslavement of the sexes and
Perceptions…revealed in identity crisis,
Cravings and confusion…

The solution is not easy…that is why
Rana keeps insisting that you not
Listen to others advice…it is corrupting
The solution from coming forth.”

“You’re saying the Light has that kind
Of power?”

“It is in part a vessel for it, at least
One…” Varence said. “Others do have
It too…In other dimensions…And
They are being pulled together…which
Explains your overwhelming urge
To find them…and them you…And
To answer your question…the others
Will just know…And a natural wall
Will keep the wrong ones out…But
That is only part of the solution…
For the rest of the World…It greatly
Depends on how they cope with things
Like mirrors.”

“Mirrors? Is he serious? I’m supposed
To write that down? You know how
I get lectured…what am I supposed
To do, write more? Punctuate myself
To death?”

“As they return,” Varence nodded, “You
Will write more stories…paint, draw…
We believe it will help…at least we
Hope…it will help…some.”

“Some? Just some?”

“Well the alignments do not help,
They only intensify instability.” Brishan
Added.

“I still say the planet is too unstable.”
Rana said. “They were warned about
This nearly one hundred years ago.
Technology was given and shared and
They abused it for power.”

“There is an Hour Glass for Earth
Changes…That is inevitable…And that
Has nothing to do with peace and love…
Or hate and fear…that is the planet…
But with regards to its people…the
Path to take…to choose is often the
One they refuse to see…yet it’s
Simply the one they have always
Wanted. It really is that simple.”

Valiant

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=85486

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 14OCT2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (14 October 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may 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: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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 Universe brought me back.

Falling leaves

This drawing is done by me according a challenge that I did on Facebook. The challenge was falling leaves with colors burgundy, olive and copper. I thought this was a nice drawing to come back with as it shows also rebirth for me. Copyright Liesbeth Swenne

I decided after a major operation in 2015 I needed some time for myself. I thought it would be only 1 year but now it is almost two years. And funny enough, on the verge of a new operation scheduled on the 18th of October, the Universe brought me back to write again on this blog. I have much to tell of the spiritual endeavors I have been having in those two years and the ones that are still coming. As for my dreams, I will start to write them down again in January 2018 as I still will be recovering from the operation.

It’s nice to start writing again , even though I never stopped writing in my spiritual diary. I also picked up my art as shown above. I also would share articles that I feel that I can correlate too and feel positive. No more fear mongering messages.

As for now I want to share this amazing podcast from Jennifer O’Neill about dreams. Some questions about my dreams are answered, some are still unanswered.

Have all a nice Sunday.

 

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…The Star Visitor…

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZ5bS3_BCDs

In the Dark, The Dim, The Light…
The Serious Stares of their assembly
As they sat around a large round table…
Watching, waiting for this…
To impart the next story for those
Willing to hear it.

And she stood tall and fearless from
Them, this woman…graceful, yet strong,
Beautiful, with a celestial glow about
Her in the soft light of the room.
She had auburn hair swept back
From her face, tied with twisted curls
That she wore like a crown above
Her head, highlighted with gold…that
Fell in long curly waves down her back…
But her eyes were mesmerizing, focused,
Shimmering like molten yellow metal,
They burned into you…Her form was
Perfect, but her essence was primal
And wild…This was Rana.

“Who’s to say they can date the beginning?
She said as she slowly moved from her
Seat to stroll around the table. She was
So focused, her eyes did not appear to blink
At all…her long lashes like knives. “We only
Know there was one…

We all search for these answers, the
Immeasurable quest of knowing,
Discovering what we don’t know.
Who are we, what are we, where did we
Come from…and why? Science has
Always argued the logical reasons,
But it can not explain one thing…
The soul. Faith is the only answer here.
No logic, no study of any measurement
Can explain the finite details of what
Breathes passion into the reason of life,
Only that life exists with passion…
And the fire of this makes things
Move.

In the Universe, there are countless forms
Of life, of sentient beings…of worlds beyond
Imagination. To sum this up, to explain
Their diversity would be…impossible. And these
Sciences reflect this. And amid these there
Are forces that build and shape the powers
Struggling to control them…That which
Could be called …Good and Evil. The Dark
And the Light…the epic struggle…it truly
Comes down to this. There is no denying this,
For where there is life, that breathes and
Walks and thinks and builds civilizations,
These forces are recognized. And so, each
Is compelled without option to choose
One to follow…True, some are coerced…
But in the end, if not the beginning…
There are always 2.

“Do you know why I am telling you
This?” Rana asked with a casual blink.

“I thought this was a story about
The Lion Men?”

“Not quite.” She said pausing to stand still.
“All worlds have this measure. All of them.
Some more than others, much more so in
Fact…Some are entirely Good…While
Others are entirely Dark. And the Dark
Is very hungry…it brandishes this
Endless thirst for power and domination…
Presuming that one day perhaps it
May take over.

We can not explain for sure to you
How long this has been…but most
Would argue…For as long as this Universe
Has existed…if not all Universes.

And we do study this…it is a primary
Concept of origin. That is who we are,
The Watchers. Perhaps that will clarify things
Some…

Now, in the state of things…of watching,
We learn. Now also, it makes more sense
To observe those that we have most in
Common with,” She said gesturing her
Hands wide and calmly, “Does it not? For
In our similar forms and shapes we are
Like kin…maybe not the closest by birth,
But still, we are related. Even that, yes
We do share similar things with races
Like The Lion Men, and they with us.
Particularly where just cause and nobility
And virtue are of similar pursuit. By
That I mean, in the realms of the
Universes, we share the path of the Light,
Or Good, if you will. And we embrace
Those laws accordingly.”

“Is this a story? It feels like something
Else.”

“Yes.” She simply smiled and nodded.
“Please, bear with me…It is difficult
Sometimes to reach out. You can not
Always just approach someone and
Begin to communicate openly…it would
Be too shocking. Too unnerving…
And the words would fall in disarray,
Losing their meaning by perceptions,
By opinions, beliefs…even something
Primitive and simple as hormones…and
Then the communication would be
Pointless…worthless…So we, if the
Approach is to be done at all, must
Be made carefully…with very carefully
Selected contacts…

And the more precious the contact, the
More rare of a situation…the more
Valuable they become.” She smiled. “Do
You understand?”

“This is about that Light the Angel put
In my head in 1999…isn’t it?”

Again, she smiled. “Another time for
That…for now…consider this…If
Contacts are laid out over the course of
Time for a purpose…And something
Quite magical happens during that period,
You would call that what?” She
Paused to the others at the table,
Then returned her eyes to me. “Something
Beyond expectations…And suddenly
One small project becomes something
Much more…something quite Huge…

“Now,” She held up her forefinger…
“Now for the story…Just – “

“I still say we should just end this
Before it becomes a mess.” Diana,
The beautiful voice of their Senate, her sister,
Interrupted, “They have already proven,
For the most part, they are too half
Witted for these matters. They voted
For a cleansing…We should allow the
Planet to proceed.”

Brishan scowled as he sat beside
Where Rana stood. “We have discussed
This…Do not put your words to the
Message here any more…We agreed! Rana,”
He ordered with one nod. “Continue…
Please…”

She smiled again and went on. “Now
Then…Let the words flow…As the
Ascended Master instructed. Ignore all
Distractions…this has been very carefully
Put in place…”

A flash of Light…A tidal wave of
Shimmering blues and golds…
Words fell in place, pictures, slideshows…
A memory shared…

Golden hair, creamy streaks with waves
And curls, blurry at first…Flashes of
A Hallway, silver-like panels…soft
Yellow lighting along the ceiling, along
The wall just above the eye level
Comfortably. She was walking somewhere
Intently…urgent. Then into a room
To sit at a counter with a chair made
Into the wall of a small dimly lit
Room. The chair facing one
Blank wall? She sat down then touched
Some sort of invisible keypad, again
Made into the counter, that lit up
When she touched it. There were no
Wall decorations of any kind, this
Was an empty room.

Immediately the wall she faced it up,
Like a giant view screen…And there
Was Rana, looking exactly as she
Does now. “Ceres, my sister…you
Did receive my call?”

“Yes, of course.” Ceres answered
Calmly, but somewhat surprised. “Of
Course…It has been so long…Why- “

“Does the Trickster know about
This call? IOs he aware at all?” Rana
Asked.

“He is aware of the transmission, yes.
But not by whom. Why?” Ceres asked.

“Is it true what they are saying,
What the Senate and the Postulate
Have received of the activity on
The planet…Did a Pilgrim ship
In fact, land to replace lost fuel?
The Elvar…from – “

“Yes.” Ceres groaned, rolling her
Eyes trying to contain her disgust.
“Yes…But I thought he hid his
Actions…They are aware? You should
See what he is doing. He removed
His uniform! Then sat in front of
Me completely bare- “

“Never mind that,” Rana responded,
“I don’t need to hear. Apollo hasn’t
Changed…I want to know about
The Pilgrim ship. They are blocking
All transmissions son that no one
Can see…”

“The Postulate is blocking transmissions?
Why?” Ceres asked, confused.

“Not the Postulate,” Rana said
With a sly grin. “The Paladium…
BR’riel has done this…”

Ceres held her head sideways
Watching her sister carefully. “Why?”

“I will explain,” Rana went on,
“There is something I would like
You to do…BR’riel asks this…
VIR’riel and I are coming under
A concealed Transport…Apollo
Must not be aware of this at all
Under any circumstances…Can
You do this?”

“Fool Apollo?” Ceres said with a
Wide-eyed expression. “Hide something
From him? Make the Great Apollo
Who over analyzes everything
Be distracted from his fantastic ego
Of brilliance? That his intelligence
Should falter? Not notice something?
Pause? Skip a moment? Of course,
That is completely easy. How
Foolish can I make him look?”

Rana simply laughed, end transmission.

The Lost Time, a secret visit…
As requested, Ceres blocked her sister’s
Transport from being detected
By the vigilant Apollo…How? The
Traditional way, of course, no hints there.

Flashes, images…Lost pictures and
Hidden memories of an era concealed
In time. The Visit…
The Earth was still lush and primitive
But growing…Tribes were becoming
Villages, and villages towns…But in
Some lands, stone cities were rising
And tyranny was forming. For those
Slowly becoming aware of greed and
Power. And unknownst to all, there
Were visitors from the stars making
An accidental stop on Earth to replace
Lost fuel and…study the natives…
The Star Pilgrims, The Elvar…humans
From a far corner of space were discovering
A lost tribe of humans on this world
On the fringes of safe space…but these
Humans were unlike any they had encountered
Before…in form and behavior, something
Had changed them. And in close
Examination of the planet, an ancient
Civilization was discovered…remains of
A Lost band of Survivors from another
Time…Another War…One known only
To our ancient ancestors from other
Worlds…

The Watchers had recorded much of this
Already through Apollo’s records of humankind
On the Planet…But to the Elvar, it was
A ground breaking New Discovery…The
Planet not only held secrets of a lost
Civilization…but mysterious details of
What the Dark Empire was doing
Secretly…Manipulating and experimenting
To create something New…But why?
Close examination of this must be done…
Watch, Monitor…but do not interfere…
But above all record and report
EVERYTHING…which became the
Point of interest for every race that
Found Earth…

Rand VIR’riel’s Transport came
And hovered, concealed to all, but Ceres.
They observed everything carefully…
The Elvar studying…then making
Plans to ‘help’ the natives with
Genetic therapy that would stabilize
Their DNA over time…and hopefully
Over generations, restore their humanity
To the point of its original colonists: the
Freed slaves’ ships of the Adams and Eves.

The Lion Men had become aware secretly
Of The Last Lion on Earth, but hid this.
To ensure a path of Intervention a vote
Among them on Tellus had decided to
Implement a secret contact with a remote
And simple people far affected from the
Rest of the World…The Native Americans.
Make contact with select tribes on
The Planet…Impart clues…riddles…
Then return and wait. Watch what
Happens…

In the deserts of the South West, an
Elvar Scout Ship had just finished
A messy mission…VIR’riel took
Interest first to these Indians…then
Instructed Rana to approach…

In the caves, deep within the rolling
Hills…a band of young men tended
To the stories they were painting on
The walls…pictographs, carefully made
Images as told to them by their chiefs
And Shaman…do not alter these
Words told to them…of the visitors from
The Stars that came…

As the band of young men grew weary
And tired from their work, at dusk,
Leave a lone young man known as
Eyes to the Sky and their Shaman
Night Bird, alone to finish up for the
Day…They examined their work
Carefully, with admiration, then sat
Quietly by a small fire to note the
Stars lighting in the sky with the Fall
Moon…

“This night feels strange.” Said
Night Bird. “The animals are quiet. The
Wind is quiet…Everything is quiet.”

“But that is good.” Eyes to the Sky
Said to him. “The others talk too
Much all day. My ears hurt now.”

They both laughed. Then Night Bird
Said, “Sometimes quiet is good…But
When the animals are quiet…and
Then the wind is quiet…something
Is there. Pay attention.”

A noise stirred at the Mouth of
The cave…Footsteps, breaking branches
And then a long low growl… A CAT…
The Shaman’s eyes grew wide…
“Do you see? I told you…”

“Mountain Lion?” Eyes to the Sky
Asked…

Night Bird sent his senses out to
Listen to the deep growls of the
Cat stalking them outside. “No…
Jaguar…”

Just then, a Big Black Jaguar
Strolled, with power and confidence,
Into the cave…These great cats
Roamed freely then, before settlers
Hunted them out much later. The
Cat was huge…strong…and hungry.

“What do we do?” The boy asked.

“Wait…” Night Bird said…

Then another noise came…but this
Was different…The footstep patterns
More human…but bigger.
Then two forms stood at the mouth
Of the cave…One was enormous! Tall,
Wide…his head reached the mouth
Of the cave…as the Lion Man
Entered…his face, his expression was
Indescribable!

The two Indians eyes bulged, they
Cowered back a bit, too nervous
To shake…they could only stare without
Looking away.

Then…A woman entered beside him.
She was beautiful! Graceful, yet
Strong…She was tall compared
To the women they knew, with fair
Skin and reddish-brown hair! She
Smiled in the most magical way
At the Indians, but said nothing…

The Jaguar stood right between
The four of them…The cat was
Nervous and confused and grew
Anxious…it had not expected this!
It growled and coiled down…but
Locked eyes with the Lion Man who
Stared it down…with some silent
Psychic power only animals could
Recognize…And at once without
Hesitation, the Jaguar was a subject
To the Lion Man…his servant, his
Friend…and absolutely obedient
To VIR’riel’s presence.

Then Rana approached the Jaguar
And stroked him. “Oh, he is beautiful.”
The Jaguar was immediately devoted
To her and became her constant
Companion…she did love black cats.

VIR’riel nodded to the Indians but
Would not speak their language, though
He knew it instantly. Instead
He nodded for Rana to speak.

Rana turned her attention to the
Men then… “My name is Rana…we
Have come from…a distant Star
To help you…Please do not be afraid,
Just listen to me, my voice…
And remember it for your drawings…

Tell no one we were here…but draw it…
Remember it in your work
And in your memories silently…
Never speak of this unless asked…
And only with your own people…

Know my name when the time is right…
There will come a Time of Great noise
In your future…There will be no reason…
A Time of Thunder in the ground and
Skies…Watch the Skies, The Stars…
Only a few will know this…In their
Dreams the story will speak to them…
Secrets to Never Tell…And then those
Will gather for my return…The Right
Ones…And ANYTHING or ANYONE
That gets in my way…I will break
THEM.

Valiant

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 7OCT2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (7 October 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may 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: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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.