The Sound of Thunder…The times of
Change…Old ways crumble and ready
To depart…Chaos spreads through
The House of Mankind…
Lies every which way falling apart.
Promises through prophecy from
Every tribe of the human race
Chant and riddle and foretell…
Omens…Signs in the Air,
In the Stars…in the Clouds of the Sky…
Change is coming, change must come.
Look into the past and see the
Endless repeating patterns…
Learn from them, study them,
Dare to break them and chase a Dream.
Stare at the Clock, wait for the
Water to Boil…
Things have been boiling for a very
Long time…
“And now the time has come again,”
His voice carried with a resounding tone
Like ethereal thunder…A message from
The Watcher through the light. He sat
Tall and proud, a white shirt,
Sleek, clean cut, pale hair, and a very
Serious face. “It’s time again…Put
The words there, write them down…
Bide the time, in this darkness of the
11th hour…everyone is searching for
Answers…a lighted path. Has there never
Been a dark time before? Have historical
Records told you nothing? Ah, but what
Is history worth? They are mere words
And pictures…not memories…No mind
Nor eye can see beyond present suffering.
Suffering is always worse in the present.
No past has value then? And so one
Voice must speak in the present to
Say it…Dare to challenge thinking
Or fall into an abyss. Some things
Never change…” He turned to her as
She sat beside him…A vision, this
Glamorous woman who seemed so
Effortlessly strong. “Would you move
A mountain?”
“We have discussed this.” Ceres said eyeing
Him sideways sternly. “Your words…but
Of course you dare to break them. I
Am only sitting here for him, not you. Do
Not ask me that again.”
Varence smiled and slowly turned
Forward, eyes to eyes, then stared firmly
At the notebook. “The written word,
The weight and measure of its meaning.
In every corner of civilizations across
The Stars, they write words down to
Record anything and everything…and
Yet they still forget…Memories of
The heart, the soul and mind…tales
Of woe, of sorrow…of loss…literary
Meanderings…epics, poems…songs,
Diaries…Notes of love…Notes to
Remember…Scientific Breakthroughs,
Formulas…theories, unsolved puzzles…
And History, of course History.
And still they forget…
Why do they bother to record
Things if they forget? Is that an
Accident or a coincidence? Now
That’s a riddle.
History will tell stories so grand…
And yet so familiar. Were these
Struggles so rare they never happened
Before. Times of change, of New Kings
And Old Warriors. Of Victories and
Broken promises…and schemes hidden,
With events to bind and or conceal
Them. Of course, each is so unique
They never happened before. The
Written word always tells of this…of
How easy it was, and how everyone
Rejoiced at change.” He grinned, he
Was being sarcastic.
“Tell a tale of An Empire,
Of its rise and fall…Were they
Happy? Someone surely wasn’t
If it ended…And surely weren’t
When it began. To make everyone
Happy is impossible…To do what
Is right has nothing to do with
Making everyone happy…Right
Has its own set of rules…it is
Often cruel to be kind…and blind
To be just. The wisest know this,
Which is why they speak so carefully.
Ages ago when the Watchers saw
Worlds rise with civilizations the
Eyes learned as much as the ears
Did, but the heart was often overlooked.
For when kingdoms rise, power
Overcomes them…caste systems grow
And shape things…and right and
Wrong quickly become a Myth…
That is why guides intervene to
Whisper reminders…then the promises
Begin…And time just slides on…
Guilt fades to the weak, the
Rich become strong…and the lost
Become citizens. No one is ever
Happy…Not from the highest to
The very low…They merely promise,
Indulge…Stay busy, and again
Time marches on…Years become
Decades, then centuries, then
Eras…then millennia…Civilizations
Come and go…Rulers rise and fall,
And all those little memories are
Forgotten. Were they happy? NO…
They just keep busy, kept hoping
And waiting…complaining, wishing,
Praying…chasing the moment and
Above all pretending that time
Does not exist…
Because if time does exist, then
Every present moment has the
Weight of a thousand decisions…
And who has time to sort out that?
All that manner of right and
Wrong…That’s what laws are for…
That’s what Leaders are for…And
Then they can be blamed for
Everything.
The Truth that no one can
Handle or accept is that everyone
Instinctively knows what
Is right and what is wrong…they
Just can not accept the reality
Of what it means for them…
Equality is the ideal…but some
Just can’t accept equality…And
In truth while they do deserve it
Naturally…their behavior says
Otherwise. Some just can’t accept
NO as an answer…They want everything
To say yes…give me, I want, I
Need…And when those wishes and
Prayers go unanswered, or rather
Unfulfilled…The Nature of the
Beast is revealed…or rather
Unmasked…then right and
Wrong fall to pitiful definitions.
And someone else is always to
Blame…then the demands grow.
Sing a song, write an Epic,
Record History…Does it matter?
The debates of what or who is
Right or wrong will never end.
Has it happened before? Countless
Times…Was there suffering
Before…Of course…Did they
Learn from it? Some will, some
Won’t…and some will twist it
Into words ten different ways to
Weigh it in their favor…
Right or Wrong…The true
Never ending debate…The Quest.
Yet when it happens, the Right
Thing…Someone else will always
Argue it’s wrong…Because if it’s
Not in their favor, it’s wrong. It
Has always been this way…And
Perhaps it always will.”
“He states the obvious.” Ceres
Groaned, then pinched her eyes closed.
“The words to say and hear…This is
His message? To state the obvious
Now?”
“Mindful reminders.” Varence nodded
With a laugh. “When it is needed, that
Is what I do…” He held up his forefinger
With a more serious look… “Timing
Is everything…that is what this is…
The 11th Hour…When various
Factors come into play to adjust
Change…11…11…The chaos is about
To boil over…More events to turn the
Tide…Prior clues were given.” He
Turned calmly to her. “And that is
Why you must tell the story that
You do not want to tell…Of one
Little Mammoth…”
Ceres froze, her eyes went wide
Instantly, her expression undefinable.
“I never agreed to THAT!”
“You must.” He calmly insisted.
“I will not.” She practically growled
The words. “How is that relevant
For this moment? Amidst a craze,
An inferno? My…no I WILL not
Share that.”
“You must.” He said again.
“I won’t.” She laughed in protest.
“You will.” He said, more strongly…
With a kinder nod. “For him.”
Her eyes seemed to glaze over
As though she were trapped. A
Strained silence…An intensity
Filled the air, their emotions
Were tangible more than usual…as
If the power, the force of some
Secret emotion was building the
Intensity…
The eyes and mind become a
Door then…The White Wall…
Too Much Intensity building…
White…The Blinding Flash…
Eyes see only white…The mind
And senses determine Wall…
Senses and memories become gears…
Then sound, the deafening roaring…
Sound of Thunder gives words
Autonomous locomotion. The White
Wall…
Something Comes…Stars unmask…
The chance, Fever Fury warns…
Events building…Eyes can not
See…but the senses know…
11…11…17…12…11…21…31 the Eve.
1…10…21…2…22.
Data Stream…
Message From the Star Elder
On the Eves…
The Equinox…Pegasus
Charlie Epsilon Delta 01 Pegasus…
The Anasazi Cross…Red Rock Canyon.
Navajo…Rana comes
The White Wall Transmission
White Fall White Wall
The Crystal Skull sent message…
The Moon in Leo
The Moon in Pegasus rendered
The words convey the message…shake.
The White Wall
Varence says, “STOP. END.”
Valiant.
source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=87235
Spirit Train Chronicles 
GEE…THAT’S ONE “GIANT” OF AN “INDIAN” 😉 ❤ 😀
I asked gooberz about the star elder… what it said was very interesting. The book talked about past life memories, and how we are a spirit that inhabits different physical forms. This was right at the top of the page. I think we all know… and to me this is a fact. But what does it have to do with the Star elder?
This would point to the idea that this is someone incarnated here and now who has retained memories of past lives.
Goobz wasn’t all that helpful on the decoding part of it… 😉
No Dreamwalker…it wasn’t. It all seemed to center around that Saturn 7 Year Mystery 😉 😉
WILL THERE BE AN “ALL STAR… GAME??? AND JUST WHO MIGHT ALL OF THOSE “STARS” BE?
Thank you My dear Tribe for the miracle you again are bringing, just as always !!!
How awesome you are !!! Here, I would just charge my highest appreciation with …
source : https://www.pinterest.fr/pin/300896818839249809/
JUST SOME MUSINGS OF MINE…
VALIANT IS VISITED BY AN ANGEL HE DESCRIBES AS LOOKING LIKE ZEUS, IN APPEARANCE…
THE WEAPON OF ZEUS IS THE LIGHTNING BOLT…
THE WEAPON OF VAJRA IS THE “THUNDERBOLT”…
VALIANT MADE THE CALL TO VISHNU…AND VISHNU IS “THE PEACEMAKER”…
THE RULING PLANET OF AQUARIUS IS URANUS…AND URANUS IS ALSO THE “THUNDERBOLT”…
VALIANT/THOR POSTS ON THURSDAYS/THOR’S DAYS…WHICH IS THE DAY OF THE WEEK RULED BY BOTH ZEUS/JUPITER AND THOR
IS VALIANT THOR THE “THUNDERBOLT” OF THE CHEROKEE RATTLESNAKE PROPHECY???
IT WOULD CERTAINLY EXPLAIN SOME THINGS.
US site
https://depts.washington.edu/silkroad/exhibit/timeline.html
This is the EXCELLENT ILLUSTRATION of the TIMELINE of the nations from the east to the west.
https://depts.washington.edu/silkroad/exhibit/hephthalites/hephthalite.html
Does some code here remind you of some strange voice being recorded in one’s mobile phone, as a very enigma, once shared by Dave?!!!
German site
http://s155239215.onlinehome.us/turkic/20Roots/EphthalitesEn.htm
The more archaeological finds are published, the more we realize that how many which had been written and transmitted are either false owing to misunderstanding or unfamiliarity by the ones who claimed being a witness or even made on purpose!!!
source : https://www.ancient.eu/White_Huns_(Hephthalites)/
Dear Dave….
Here came the very messages brought by, and thanks to that Italian archaeologist, Genito from Napoli.
The lack of knowledge about the Hephtalites is shown especially by the difference names by which the ancient sources have name them:
1.In Chinese the name is I-ta (a variant of I-tien, former ＊p-t’ien) and their king bears the name of Yen-tai-i-li-t’o (older ＊Yeptalitha).
2. In Syriac eptalit are calle, in a’βdel ;
3. In Greek, Aβdelai Eftalitai ;
4. In Armenian hp-t’al ;
5. In Middle Persian, heftily, and also Hyon ;
6. In Arabic, hattal ;
7. In neo-Persian Hetal.
8. Another Chinese name is Hua 滑.
According Bal’ami, the etymology of the word Hephthalites is like in the language of Bukhrar, it means “strong man.”
In Khotanese SAKA there a similar word meaning “VALIANT.”
The course of posting the following comment has been quite interrupted in various manners that I cannot but try some other way….
It’s some other topic that I had thought to share, something which not only shook me. However, just because the impact is too grand to take, it becomes more weighed to take to talk about. Some part of it had in fact been written a whole half day ago. So you might can tell my tone and emotions were quite different from the previous one.
http://www.iranicaonline.org/articles/hephthalites
This is a site of much use, however, honestly, I could never have any preference to consult it first. Why? When we read, do we sufficiently get the very points about ? As I’ve worked on translation for years, how much I realize writing is such a skill to master linguistic codes that looking after the possible direct or immediate impact into readers’ vision or sight just matters that that much.
Trust me, you the anglophone who have been trained in schools or in your society have been taught this, that’s why being a reader, reading you can be fun and nourished in sufficient way. Sorry, though it’s a term that I’m reluctant to use, but, it’s the fact. How the Wikipedia is controversial, as I’m used to consult it in various linguistic versions, something worth indicating here is that even it happens so often that English version is generally much more detailed written than that of the language of the cultures or history in question.
It’s how the society or tradition has taken writing training as an important work that we give consideration all the concerned skills, approaches, vocabulary, the way to interpret.
Though it’s said French is a language which is to relatively accurately present the thoughts. However, I don’t know if owing to the relative fewer, if what I got is correct, in the number 1/6 of English vocabulary, it depends much on phrases. Being foreign to these languages, according to my own experience, personally, English is more clear and exact to me to make sense !!! However, being foreign, it still happens that I cannot be frustrated more for that I don’t think I can make perfect senses of all what I read.
Returning to the subject that I had thought to share…Though I’ve followed the researches on the ancient nomad civilizations in Steppes for years, I have never pay enough attention to this one until last week. It’s “Hephthalites,” dominated much of Central Asia and Northern India at the height of their power (approximately 460 to 570).
Hepthalite coin of King Lakhana of Udyana, legend “Raja Lakhana (udaya) ditya”.
source : http://www.thefullwiki.org/Hephthalites
The following part is some other topic that I had thought to share, something which not only shook me. However, just because the impact is too grand to take, it becomes more weighed to take to talk about. Some part of it had in fact been written a whole half day ago. So you might can tell my tone and emotions were quite different from the previous one.
http://www.iranicaonline.org/articles/hephthalites
This is a site of much use, however, honestly, I could never have any preference to consult it first. Why? When we read, do we sufficiently get the very points about ? As I’ve worked on translation for years, how much I realize writing is such a skill to master linguistic codes that looking after the possible direct or immediate impact into readers’ vision or sight just matters that that much.
Trust me, you the anglophone who have been trained in schools or in your society have been taught this, that’s why being a reader, reading you can be fun and nourished in sufficient way. Sorry, though it’s a term that I’m reluctant to use, but, it’s the fact. How the Wikipedia is controversial, as I’m used to consult it in various linguistic versions, something worth indicating here is that even it happens so often that English version is generally much more detailed written than that of the language of the cultures or history in question.
It’s how the society or tradition has taken writing training as an important work that we give consideration all the concerned skills, approaches, vocabulary, the way to interpret.
Though it’s said French is a language which is to relatively accurately present the thoughts. However, I don’t know if owing to the relative fewer, if what I got is correct, in the number 1/6 of English vocabulary, it depends much on phrases. Being foreign to these languages, according to my own experience, personally, English is more clear and exact to me to make sense !!! However, being foreign, it still happens that I cannot be frustrated more for that I don’t think I can make perfect senses of all what I read.
Returning to the subject that I had thought to share…Though I’ve followed the researches on the ancient nomad civilizations in Steppes for years, I have never pay enough attention to this one until last week. It’s “Hephthalites,” dominated much of Central Asia and Northern India at the height of their power (approximately 460 to 570).
Hepthalite coin of King Lakhana of Udyana, legend “Raja Lakhana (udaya) ditya”.
source : http://www.thefullwiki.org/Hephthalites
US site
https://depts.washington.edu/silkroad/exhibit/timeline.html
This is the EXCELLENT ILLUSTRATION of the TIMELINE of the nations from the east to the west.
https://depts.washington.edu/silkroad/exhibit/hephthalites/hephthalite.html
Does some code here remind you of some strange voice being recorded in one’s mobile phone, as a very enigma, once shared by Dave?!!!
German site
http://s155239215.onlinehome.us/turkic/20Roots/EphthalitesEn.htm
The more archaeological finds are published, the more we realize that how many which had been written and transmitted are either false owing to misunderstanding or unfamiliarity by the ones who claimed being a witness or even made on purpose!!!
source : https://www.ancient.eu/White_Huns_(Hephthalites)/
Dear Dave….
Here came the very messages brought by, and thanks to that Italian archaeologist, Genito from Napoli.
The lack of knowledge about the Hephtalites is shown especially by the difference names by which the ancient sources have name them:
1.In Chinese the name is I-ta (a variant of I-tien, former ＊p-t’ien) and their king bears the name of Yen-tai-i-li-t’o (older ＊Yeptalitha).
2. In Syriac eptalit are calle, in a’βdel ;
3. In Greek, Aβdelai Eftalitai ;
4. In Armenian hp-t’al ;
5. In Middle Persian, heftily, and also Hyon ;
6. In Arabic, hattal ;
7. In neo-Persian Hetal.
8. Another Chinese name is Hua 滑.
According Bal’ami, the etymology of the word Hephthalites is like in the language of Bukhrar, it means “strong man.”
In Khotanese SAKA there a similar word meaning “VALIANT.”
Yeah Robin the White Wall… bits and pieces of conversation here and there…
Ice and Fire… the wall separating these two things… sometimes referred to as “the veil”… the magicians were adept at temporarily removing the wall to bring about alchemy… and this was abandoned (or hidden away by the elite) because there were benefits to this approach… but also costs… That kind of power from a separation point of view has its drawbacks… 😦
So then the wall comes down, and the thing that was held back for so long comes back with a vengeance… the slingshot effect… the more it’s pulled back, the more it springs forward. It’s one of Newton’s laws…
But then perhaps The White Walkers are a catalyst for evolution… and the end game isn’t the point.
Anyone want to have a go at Star Elder’s cryptic (or rather Galactic) message?
Oh my, Dreamwalker…DAGAZ Rune! (Lower right corner of the video)
Dear Robin, looking at the panel that you just shared, looking as a blank rectangle, my tears are bursting out. The walls get not only thicker and thicker, and as I know, this is where the thickest are erected in the thickest. My tribe….may you hear my cry to …….There have been those which helped but were beaten down one by one. I know I need faith which helps to sustain.
This afternoon, in the thread of the dreams that I had, I felt like having lived for centuries, crossing the continents. I don’t know why the World War II seems such a very magnetic stone or stele there.
DREAM November 14th am, 2017 of a chic shopping mall in the middle Asia
Yesterday, or rather this morning, I just had another lucid dream which felt like taking place in a very modern even chic shopping mall, in a very developed city in inner or middle Asia which might once have been French colony. Strange that in prior to the last scene occurring in that shopping mall, in dreams my family, particularly my mom were preparing moving our home from one apartment to another. The buildings in dreams seemed are in the very transformation state. More precisely said, mostly were destroyed on purpose, for building the new ones. In that dream, I felt myself as a teenager, but seemed going to work. In that dream, being there, I missed France very much, particularly their dessert. The dream seemed ending at the moment when I just ate a piece of a big cookie with almonds.
After waking up, what occurred to me first is “galettes des rois!!!”
Thanks to Varence, Valiant, Dave & Robin, though the riddles still feel so hard to be perfectly deciphered.
As what was just referred to, tension, fury have haunted me for a least a whole one month. I just have relative more exchange with some close spiritual sisters in this close longitude yesterday, all shared the similar symptoms as mine, both emotionally and physically.
I have had difficulty to follow the messages in this arena for weeks, and regret for the portal of the double 11 here was set on purpose as a shopping day. This subject is not to be elaborated further, nevertheless, it’s not difficult to guess the purpose by the ones who had set it.
DREAM November 12th, 2017 morning
I just had a very lucid and strange dream full of reminding codes the 12th morning before waking up. The background seemed several years after the 2nd World War, when the reconstruction of the ruined cities by wars even still not really began. I was in a building which felt complicated, somehow a still temporary meeting place for the important ones who came to be gathered. There are lots of pieces of this dream are already lost after I woke up, but some impressive personage. A female head in my present unity, and a British actor that I admire much, the giant protagonist, Stephen Fry, of the series in 1990, Jeeves and Wooster, and an aged British lady with a long gray braid are those very ones. Honestly, I only watched the first one or two episodes of this comedy in 2014 or 2015 and didn’t really know that much about this actor. For decoding my own dreams, I just attempted looking for more about him and this comedy adapted from the book.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Jeeves_and_Wooster
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stephen_Fry
http://www.stephenfry.com/
Very strange that the location seems in UK, whereas most ones there were rather British, as well. That aged, intelligent, veteran lady once had had a younger brother who passed away in some unknown age. She talked something about him to me and might be looking for someone or something important which had much to do with her brother.
Then the Fry like guy just came out of the elevator, then sit right beside me. We seemed to have known for years, but didn’t see each other for the last years?! The lady looking like the female head of my present unity in real life seemed to realize my connection with that Fry like guy and that made me somehow anxious.
Pity that it’s such a lucid and interesting dream, however, I can only recall such few pieces.
I can never feel enough to finish this story here, but have to.
Honestly, though relatively calm down, I still have difficulty to well dispel the very depression, anxiety or even some other negative emotions for the circumstances which feel exactly like the very blockage in all senses and manners. Only words here that you can imagine what’s going on. Sorry for these complaints, and thank you for your company here, my beloved tribe !!!
FOR OUR HEROES…”TEAM LEO”…LED BY VARENCE APOLLO!
SHINE!
“TEAM AQUARIUS” AIN’T “ACTING” TOO SHABBY EITHER 😉
( EMPHASIS BEING ON “ACTING”, EH? “YOUNGER BROTHER?” 🙂 )
FOR MY “FRIEND”… ❤
“LOST IN THE DATA STREAM…” 😉 (Thanks Varence..and Crew…you too Valiant.)
WHEN THE SUN RISES IN SAGITTARIUS…WATCH!