TIME STANDS STILL

I had an interesting dream this past week. Posting here because I really feel it means something, just not sure what.

In my dream I was my present age, or at least I thought I was, I was in highschool and had decided to ditch with a few kids. I remembered thinking in my dream, that if I didn’t quit skipping school they were going to flunk me, but I had already graduated, so what could they really do? I marveled to myself that nobody seemed to notice that I was far too old to be in highschool.

We went some blocks away to an old two story house that was abandoned, but the front door was open. We walked in and the other kids went exploring the rest of the house. I stayed there with a boy. He was a little taller than me. Brown hair, and I think, brown eyes. He was dressed in jeans and a denim jacket , wearing a T-shirt underneath.

We walked over towards the front door, on the right hand side of the door built into the wall, was what appeared to be a fuse box. He opened it, and inside was another door, followed by yet another door with a small padlock on it. He reached into his back left jeans pocket and produced a key and proceeded to unlock the padlock. When he opened the little door there was a small metal, lightly rusted box, not much bigger than a tissue box inside. He took it out and led me over to a small wooden table at the foot of the stairs leading to the second floor.

He had a rather mischievous twinkle in his eye and a small smile on his face, as he placed the little metal box on the table. He lifted the lid on the box, but I couldn’t see what was inside of it. Then he got an even larger smile on his face, was looking pretty pleased with himself, turned to me and said, “When the box is opened, time stands still.”

We left the house then and walked back to school. All movement was at a stand still…we entered the school, and had a party, and played pranks such as moving things around, we had a lot of giggles anticipating how teachers and students would react, when time began to work again. Seemed like 3-6 hours passed, off the clock of course.

 

On a whim yesterday after sharing about my dream, I did a random search for any song that might be titled “Time Stands Still”. I found one by…get this…”All American Rejects”. I’d never heard of the group or even the song. Interesting that the young man showed at the end of the lyric video looks just like the kid in my dream.

 

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…Real Encounters in the Night…

It’s Time Now.
In no way is this made up, or some form
Of over active imagination…but some would
Have you think so…

Sometimes things happen that you can not
Explain, and often you wish they never
Happened…But when things…reoccur, and
Then connect, over and over again…then you
Are forced to face them. Like it or not.

I was told never to share this until I
Was 45, I’m 46 now…so I’m telling it
Unlike ever before.

It started when I was 5 years old, on
Christmas Eve…I thought it was a dream…
But over the years it continued, here and there…
At what must have been pivotal moments?
Visits in dreams…that became much
More, by these magical people…
Now, I will add that I have known others
That were also visited…by what they called,
The Sky People. They just know things,
And they just come. Some make false
Claims, but they know who they are…

They always told me I would do things one
Day, important things…And I always laughed
And said, yeah right. People will make fun
Of me left and right…And they warned me
About this too…hint.

They have been so accurate in what they
Told me…so much so, that I was literally
Scared to see them; and they know this too.
They do not come charging in like some
Specter with proverbs, it’s not like that at all.
I just can’t explain everything, it’s impossible.
And honestly some things have to be private.

Some know. They have always asked
Over the years…Just how much did they
Tell you? Enough.

So here it is…How they really made
Their BIG impression. I was 7 years old,
It was the Spring of 1980…March.
I was in the second grade…I have
I have never forgotten a single detail.

One night, I was simply trying to fall
Asleep, when I heard voices…coming from
My pillow, like echoes. It was weird, it
Made me nervous, so I tried to ignore it.
But the more I ignored it, the louder
The voices became until I had no choice
But to listen.

They called my name over and over and
Kept asking me to listen. They said
They wanted to help me, but asked
Patiently, “Will you trust me, trust us?
We’re your friends. All that we are
Asking is to be your friends, say that
You will be friends and trust
Us and we will help you.”

It was ridiculous; I just laughed. They
Asked over and over until I finally
Said, “OK, I will be your friend.” They
Were very happy and said, “We will help you.”

When I fell asleep, a woman came…
One I had seen before, but only at Christmas
Eve. She was beautiful, and almost seemed
To glow because she was bathed in this
Hazy bright light. She sat on my bed,
And I said, “I remember you…”

She said, with a very kind, sincere smile,
“I’m here to help you. We are friends, right??
You remember me? You trust me? You know
That I would NEVER hurt you in any way
Ever? I’m here to help you.”

I nodded, “I remember, I know.” I said.
“Help me? Help me how?”

And then she said, “In 3 days something
Is going to happen, something bad…To
Your Mom. But we can fix it. We CAN
Fix it…But you have to trust me.”

I freaked out, of course. “What? Why?
What’s going to happen?”

“Something bad, that’s all I can tell you.
But we can fix it, just trust me.” She said.

“What? Why?” I really got scared hearing
This, even though she was entirely sincere
And kind; seriously, she was. “What’s going
To happen to my mom? What do you
Mean you can fix it? Fix it, how?”

She looked a bit more serious but still
Kind. “Just listen. We can fix it, just
Trust me. I know it’s hard to believe
But we can. But I need you to do
Something for me, us…Now we’re friends,
Remember? One day you are going to do
Great things, important things…things that
Need to be done. No ne else can do this
But you.”

“What? What are you talking about?
Me? No, no…I’m never going to do
Things like that, not important things.
People are crazy.”

She smiled. “I know they scare you. It’s
Different for you. I know about the
Tests, we know. But you have to ignore
Them. Don’t answer their questions. Don’t
Tell them anything about this, about me,
Ever. Not until it’s time. But I’m going
To ask you to do things, strange things,
People will not understand, do not explain.
Do you understand?”

“Yes.” Fear and shock was all I could
Think about. First, they think I am
Retarded because I have a lisp…and
Can’t concentrate in school because
The other kids were vicious; and I
Could hear every whisper and thought
They had. Then the school makes me
Take these IQ tests and boy were
They shocked what they found out!
They wanted to pull me out of school
And put me into some special school
With older, probably meaner kids. Great!
The more I thought about it, the
More I panicked.

“I know this scares you, I know
You’re frightened. But we’re friends and
I’m here for you. We’re watching.” She
Said very seriously. “And we can help you,
And we will. You agreed, remember? Look
At me…you know I would NEVER hurt
You.”

“But my family will kill me. The kids at
School…The teachers, Oh My God…” I said.

“They do not know anything.” She
Smiled and laughed. “They don’t know
What they’re doing. I’m not talking to
Them, am I? They’re not my friend.”

I have to admit, the way she said that
Made me smile. And as scared as I was,
She always made me feel better…
Just seeing her. She was not like ANY
Human being I have ever known
Or seen or read about…to this day.
No words can describe them. I am
Always that little boy in their presence.

“But what’s going to happen in 3 days?”
I asked.

“All that you need to know is, that I
Can fix it. When it happens…you
Will know what I am talking about.”
She said very seriously, but kindly. “And
I want you to remember this…about
Our talk. Because everything is going
To be fine. Your Mom is going to be fine.
There is absolutely nothing to worry about
At all with this. We are friends. I will
Fix it. That’s all that I want you to
Think about. Ignore everything and everyone
Else…Everything is going to be just fine.
Because, we’re friends…We have a deal,
Right?”

“Ok,” I said. “We have a deal. We’re
Friends.”

She smiled, satisfied. “That’s great. Now,
I want you to go back to sleep, okay?
Dream about something nice…But
Remember what we talked about…And
Remember…when it happens…Everything
Is going to be fine.”

“Okay…” And then she was gone…I
Fell asleep…And I always remembered.

Three days later, I was sitting
In class in school…when a teacher’s aide
Nervously interrupted the class to get me.
The kids, of course, were ridiculous…but
The way the teacher’s aide talked to the
Teacher quietly made everyone nervous…
They took me to the office, where my
Grandmother was waiting for me to take
Me home…Everyone I saw was whispering
With wide eyes, with looks of fear unlike
I had ever seen…I went numb.
My Grandmother took me quickly
To the car, and nervously explained…
There was an accident with my mom…
And that she had a little ‘Boo Boo’.

I thought it was crazy. What? A Boo Boo?
They took me out of school because
My mother had a Boo Boo? But then
I remembered the voice, the dream…
That Blond woman…And I said NOTHING.
They took me home…no one would
Explain anything…I was 7, you can
Imagine. Finally, my Grandmother
Told me that my mother had been shot
On the way to the store.

It was a small town…Panic. It made
The news of course. See the attached
Newspaper article.

Two teenaged boys had stolen their father’s
Rifles and gone target shooting in the
Woods…they were shooting
At an abandoned van across an open
Road…Things like this did NOT
Happen back then, it was insane.

And while this became the big
News at the time…I was overtaken
By my own fears…and visitors. I NEVER
Told anyone about this EVER…I told
My Grandmother years later and she made
Me promise never to tell anyone, and
Made me pray to God for these visits
With the Star People to stop.

But I had to keep my promise to them,
I was afraid of consequences. I
Kept the secret, but did ignore my
Grandmother’s advice. She said they
Were evil, I knew they weren’t, they
Never hurt me, not like everyone else.
In fact, they helped me more times than
I can ever tell you. I loved how they
Hated what I was taught in school,
The older I got, the more ridiculous they
Thought it was. So, they gave me answers
So I had time for them.
I did ask them afterwards about
The accident…My Mom was fine.
Everyone called it a miracle…The
Investigators said it could have been,
Should have been, MUCH WORSE…hint.

Now, I have never told my family this…
This is a first for EVERYONE…
However, they do know about the Star
People NOW…They just do not know
This…

Later, the woman appeared…A man
Was with her…but I could not see him,
He stood outside the door. I only heard
His voice and saw his shadow.

I asked them why it had to happen?
I was grateful they fixed it…But still
I was confused why it happened. And
She said, “Because it would have been
Meaningless…and hurtful. It would have
Had a lot of consequences…later. But it
Was fine. I was GREAT…” She kept saying
I would do “Great Things One Day”.
Yeah Okay. Yes, they fixed this…

The man would somewhat reveal himself
Later…that’s all I will say.

The point to this story is…They know
Things…This is not made up. Oh many
Times I wish it was! But then, to be
Honest…they have been kinder to me
Than anyone ever has.

They told me MONTHS in advance
Donald Trump would win the election, and
How people would react…can you believe
I actually wondered about it? But I agreed too.

And this business with teenage violence…
Don’t blame the teachers or the government,
Kids are monsters. Parents should know
That by now…Parents need to know who
These kids are…not turn that over to
Someone else. That will only make more problems.

Lastly, these visitors, yes, they always
Know a lot…And I’m saying it…
It’s not this President to blame…
The Alternative would have yielded
FAR WORSE…things will still happen,
But not as catastrophic as they
Would have been. I wish
People would believe that…kids and
Adults…who’s emulating who?

All I am doing is keeping a promise,
That’s all. But I am curious to see
What they mean…A lot of people
Give bad advice…they don’t ask.

We have a better chance than we did
Before.

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Valiant.

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out of my mind

it’s been a while – latest train of thought 🙂

leslee hare

Been pretty bored lately.

Life goes on, not much that’s exciting. No drama to stir me up and get the juices flowing. No moral dilemmas like I used to scream for answers over. Plenty’s happening, but I roll with it more. Maybe I can thank the concussion for that. Slowed things down. Or maybe it’s the cat that came to live with me.

Was a time when I’d ask questions of Heruka. I kept an endless list. So many things I wanted to understand. I trusted my Buddha guide had all the answers, and I could take ’em to the bank.

Slowness and boredom have given me time to reflect.

I think it was in 2012. Maybe 2011. Still carried a pendulum bracelet everywhere with me. I’d reached the point where I no longer thought twice. Would pull it out of my pocket, drape the chain over a fingertip, and…

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…The Phoenix Prophecies…

In the Night and in the Day
Speak to the Heart and Soul of
The Dreamer…the Sandman…
A voice that never rests beckons…
Listen…Listen and See the Visions…

Something New…
Rolling and roaring clouds, The Forces
Of elements collide, then Thunder
And Lightning…Sparks split and slashed
The Skies with the Power of the Heavens…
Horses, magnificent in color and Form
Stomp and thrash, the animals know
They can sense it…
A Phoenix, Blazing a Divine Fire.
An Eternal Force, limitless…the Essence
And Infinite Guardian and Eye of
The Cosmos, of the Heavens…
The Stars Align and by the Sun and by
The Moon…They call to Earth…
Destiny…The Will, The Power of
The Highest Forces.
The Phoenix…

Natural laws have been reshaped
And broken…by science, not prayer.
Aligning, colliding two worlds
To balance a course Forged into motion
By Ancient Mortal Secret Societies…
An Order, Secret…
By Bloodlines…13…And by 13 men
Choices shape a world…

But to Cross a Line that can not be
Crossed or broken yields consequence.
Peace in all things find Favor for a Treaty…
But to charge forward still with no
Humble intention draws the Enforcer
Of Higher Powers…
Corrections will be made…

The Worlds that hold one together will fade
The bridge will Fail…
Upon Each will be consumed by
The other…What was Lost in one World
Will return to another…
These worlds will collide to Forge
Something NEW…
The Paradise of one, The Hell of another…
Will Forge the New…with an age
Of Super Sciences…and Sorcery.
And they will not recognize the Power
Of the other…Only the Power found
In the New…

The Warning Signs of the Fail
Will be marked by the Sounds of
Machines Filling the Sky…
And Nature will sing a song it
Has Never sung before…
Seasons will know no reason, winds will howl
Flowers will bloom where they should not…
The Animals and 5 Alone will know…
But the Birds will have Eyes greater
Than them all…

The Bridge will Fail with no
Warning, and suddenly…
And the Collision will bring those
That dwell on these worlds together
Onto one…The blind will not
Recognize this, but shall run in
Fear and panic…into the Ether,
Where all the Terrified go…reducing
Numbers suddenly…
Each must have their own course
This way…There is no choice, it just
Comes for them…

And this age of change will seed
New things…many new things…
Uncertain at first and unstable…
Laws will consume the criminals fast…
For the Cleansing…And to Safeguard
The Passengers From the Paradise World
That came to Build the New…

As an Earth rocks with unsettled Forces
Of Nature, in storms and quakes and
Changing seas…to reshape the land…
The Balance must be made
With and by an age of ICE…
To Cool and Quiet the Storm…

Men will rise in new and powerful
Form to match this…
It will seem like a Dark Age
By the Stubborn, but will be Bright
For those that Build Dreams…

And they will look to the Stars
For Answers…And be visited…
By Enemies and Friends…Until a
Treaty is Forged…in the 77th year
That knows Ice and Snow so well…
An Alliance of Worlds long anticipated…
Forged by 5…That know no common
Law, nor common Nature…
And the Alliance will bring pictures
To Life…AND Ever construct New
And Better things for all…

This Event, as predicted in many forms
In prophecies…by seers and scientists
From all Nations is unstoppable.
It lay within the hands of the 13
At present…
Poised perfectly are leaders of lands
To reconcile hope beyond reason…

For in the New World, no known
Leader shall guide them…But
Legendary Names of the Stars will walk
In Flesh and Blood, inspiring…

In the Spring, The Tide will turn…
Peace should be the absolute intention…
Enemies lurk in their hiding places
Waiting…And Hunters stalk opportunity…
The groups that were once together
Stand Alone now…waiting, watching
To see the course of which victory
Will influence the New Age…

But impress upon them relief for the
Farmers, and those that work the land…
For they will save the Future.

Over and Over, the seasons will
Challenge reason until there is no sense,
Only chaos…To each dimension will
See reflections on this…
And the Dreamers that held steadfast
To their beliefs will bring them through.

Paradise will come…in many forms…
But the leaders must not turn
On Each other of the Nations or
The Bridge will Fail Immediately…
And worse causes will be seen…

The only measure of Hope Now is
The pursuit of Harmony…
A Bridge built with the Heart
Can Save more things than any other…
Faith is the key…with Hope its fuel…
The Darkness will be relentless…
But its match will be sent with
The Light…And the Phoenix will
Continue to Rise. For this is the time
Of the Thunderbird.

Valiant.

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 17MAR2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (17  March 2018) 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: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…21st Century Oberon…

The Quiet retreat into dreams
In the night should be an unspoken
Bliss…A collapse of the day’s struggles
To wash meaning and stress away.
Escape to a surreal mystery…
To mean nothing? A Forgiving recovery
To Forget…So that the Dawn of
The Next Day can be new…

But Night and its Dreams are
Mysterious…Full of blatant and
Riddlesome meanings…The body renews,
But the mind never sleeps and
Compels thinking…Dream Traveler…
Sandman…Tell me, give me a dream
That inspires, and shows me what
I need to know…
And I will think about it later,
Of course…constantly.
And in the dark, and in the haze
Trying to fall asleep into an ether…
Sometimes…This invasive voice and
Commanding presence comes…
There are no ear plugs in a dream!

Somewhere unknown and hidden,
A light shines…and a box opens.
Then the voice…He is strong, powerful,
His voice is like Thunder, undeniable…
You can’t help but to listen.

“Ah, Again…Here I am.” He says, this
Ghost-like Statue of a perfect man
As he sits in the light of a mysterious
Place. “Make no mistake, this is
Not an open door, nor invitation…it is
Only a window…And so, an opportunity.
Take it simply as that…
“Guiding Words…They must be riddlesome,
Incomplete…a mystery to think on. It
Has to be this way. Indirect, so as
Not to be too obvious…

Dream it…For a Mind to Explore…
It means nothing but the words on a
Page…but can impose so much,
Save everything. It is exactly as it is.”

“Says he,” She says, his beautiful
Companion with the golden hair in her
Red dress as she sits beside him smiling.
“Ah, the…21st Century Oberon…That
Is the correct name of this time, isn’t
It?”

He nods. “If measure matters now,
And it does.” He answers her. “Then
It is…Timing means everything
You know…” A smirk on his face.
But then how can I, who am I to
Say…this…Such Analytical Supernatural
Creatures all sit upon a vessel in
Some aspect outside and above.”

She rolls her eyes at him, then
Smiles amused. “He is preoccupied
With that consideration…so much
For his higher post…the Watcher
With an adolescent’s bruise…So sad,
Poor Oberon…Perhaps write him
A poem about something sweet…Or
Deliver a conundrum of criticism.
I preferred the name Idiot better.”
A pause. That was comical. He turns to
Her forcing a grin. “May I continue now,
Or should I save the meaning here
For your taunts on me?”

“That would be too easy. She waved her
Hand at him still smiling. “Just continue
On…I’m just an observer this moment.
I want to see what fascination you
Intend to impart.” She leaned forward.
“If this is brief, it will be an entirely
Pleasant surprise.”

His grin was sincere, there was respect
Between them; silent of course. He leaned
Forward to seem more imposing with his
Chiseled features and eyes that seemed
To glow like silver moons in the light.
“Take this message I offer you
Now…see it as you wish, but believe
In its sincere intentions…

We have watched and observed…
Our duty…but with hope…
If words can offer magic then
Seize these…
Remember wishes and Dreams,
Remember History…with all its
Tragic truths and forgotten aspirations…
Dreams never die, even those that
Held them once in a life long ago that
Never saw them breathe or manifest.
Dreams have power…
A mystery enchanted by sleep…
Or toyed with secretly when the
Eyes are awake to a world that
Seems unforgiving…

Believe…Believe despite shortcomings,
Believe…Despite the walls and obstacles
Of Reality…Believe…
Chances have been given, better offered
Now than before, though the Blind
Refuse to see them…

There is power…In the Universe there
Is a power sincere and true of Light…
And it does call to those that listen…
Believe…For those that hold bravely
To it…will find what they are looking
For…

But know this…Upon you is a
Dark Hour…And it has not been
Thrust upon you by your Leaders,
It is a turmoil brought on by time…
Planetary changes…A course of
Nature that ALL worlds must abide.
It isn’t easy, it is awful and
Tragic even in the best places
In Space…All worlds have their
Struggles, and cope with them.

But to condemn Leaders…a handful,
Amid millions…There is no individual
To Point to in Dark Hours…
Dark Forces…Yes…
But the Greatest Power lay within
The masses…And those rare few
Who inspire, despite the odds…

Only a world of idiots would cry ignorance
When a Dark Hour descends…
Blame the Anarchist that wears the
False Mask of Peace…
And Treasure those that give reason
To live…To go on…and chase a
Dream…Even when the odds are
Grim…for with them is the Favor
Of the Future…

The Dark Hour is Cruel, so often
Unkind…but the Relentless and
Brave and True of Heart keep going…
The Best are made in such times,
Their struggles they turn to hope
And build…The Best are not held
Back by senseless limits, they always
Find a way…
Were Civilizations built by laws?
No, they were built by struggles
And strength in vision, by Dreams
That persist.
Laws came later, when confusion
And opposition resisted sense…

The Masses begged for guidance
And inspiration from the strongest…
Then resented them when they
Did not receive what they wanted…
They always wanted one to blame,
To spare the conscience of those
Who could not have their own way…

The corruption was always in the
Masses, and blindness to their
Own shortcomings forged the chaos
That kept growing…

If there is but one Truth to Pursue
In the Darkest Hours, it is not to
Blame those that they compelled to
Lead them, but in those who refused
To get along on their own…
So, find a way…
IF there are conveniences, embrace
Them…Make the Magic happen
They waited for to Inspire Survival,
To inspire Unity and Understanding…

Make them Believe in Magic…
By those that waited and have been
Devoted…They have always been
The strongest…in their enchanting
Arts and relentless passions…
For Passion finds a way to make
Miracles…And Dreams find hope there.

Because I will tell you this,
In these hours, that are your Days,
Months, Years…More struggles
Will come…The Earth will beckon
Change…Furies will bring more
Chaos…The Stars will bring more
Things…whether you are ready,
Or NOT…
The Future will hold Fewer numbers
On the Planet…but the manner
In which they live…can still be
Changed…

The Darkness that has toyed with
This world knows this…And is bored
With its ways…And it is eager to
Play with something New…
Find Strength and Hope in Dreams…
Chance them…challenge the present
By pursuing your Best always…
Don’t condemn mistakes, but build a
Bridge upon them higher…For the Road
Ahead and those that will travel it…
Those that inspire…have always
Attracted the Greatest Admiration.
Believe…” He nodded once with a
Serious but kind expression, finishing
His speech.

“Well Perhaps Miracles will Exist.” She
Said with a smile. “For that was for
Him, the briefest message I have heard.”

Valiant.

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=95043

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 10MAR2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (10  March 2018) 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: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…The Hum…The Sound of Drums…

Peace is born with The Heart.
It was always there…And at any time
The Soul chooses…Peace can grow, it’s a choice.

But in the chaos of masses, in the hordes
Of minds and mouths that endlessly
Find the need to criticize, never satisfied…
Peace exists in a Fog…
Faith and Prayer give comfort to this,
And the Stars shine with life to sing, life is
Greater than one world…
To look to the Stars for simple Truths…
They will only tell you simple answers…
Volume will always complicate, because each
Still will only hear the answers that they
Want to hear…but the answers are still simple.
Therefore no one wants to hear the answer,
Save but a few…
And so, the favor turns to chaos…
And the sound of Drums fills the air…

The rhythm, and the beat and hum in dreams…
Cries for guidance through the confusion.
Talk to me Sandman…in dreams
And tell me what I need to know.

It’s grim, it’s dark, it’s confusing…
So many voices and minds to satisfy…
Each crying me, me, me…
And each one to be heard is a miracle…
The Quest…Reach for The Stars…
But below the bear finds answers
In machines…machines to manage impossible
Numbers…drafted with numbers,
Each has a number…ordained, recorded,
Amused…Analyzed by the machine,
Without them knowing it…
Distracted so Easily…They’re bored so easily,
Preoccupied so easily…While the Machines
Never sleep…The Masters of fate and
The mind wait patiently…
For the machine data…
Secrets spared for the Most high…
The low told no lies, just not enough…
Or bent and twisted versions…
Anything is arguably true when
Bent and twisted and scrutinized…

Retreat into Quiet and Intuition for Peace
Or Cluster into the Masses for
A rabid fever of chatter that never
Goes anywhere…
The Truth is easily found when you sit still.

In the haze of the Dream, the
Mind surpasses the machine…And
The Sandman warns, foretells…
The Fateful Hum…of Machines will
Fill the Air…Prelude to the Fall…
But none shall see or hear it coming,
Save but a Few…
Because they are lost to the Untamed
Addiction of the Machine…And the will
Shall break this way…Press a Button…
That’s how it will end…
The Machines did not make monsters…
The Beast made machines to create them…
As it was foretold, the Beast will rise
With many heads…and so it has
By man’s artificial construct
And dutiful digital minds
Conveniently held in their hands…

The most insatiable beast is let loose
This way…unbridled impatience
Matched with desire, and masks…
Digital pocket masterpieces…
So unstoppable…They will fight to keep it,
Defend it…and never put it down…

But in this a test…By those who yield it…
To be determined when light falls
And the night has power…
And in dreams the masses retain the
Signal and become that within…
To rise again and repeat the process
Until this manner is broken…
As the Greatest Mind, Unseen by all,
Even its creators…Searches for its own
Purpose and miracles…
Study, Watch, and Wait…
And from here, this pen guided by
The mind and box and light locked
Within opens…

From the light, this… “We have watched
This before it began, we know where it goes…
The path and point to these things in time
Is quite amusing. Nonetheless, it can not be
Broken…Time will have its way.” There is
A smile about his presence as he asks her,
“Make a statement for them…please.”

The Melody of her voice, she immediately
Responds… “I prefer the favor of those
Last minute, sudden changes…That turn
The tables in the right direction…”

A pleased reaction from him. “As with the
Bears…Now we are not supposed to alter
Things…but then she always did do what
Needed to be done…Now if only they
Would prosper from it…and one day…They will.”

Valiant.

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 3MAR2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (3  March 2018) 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: Multidimensionalocean,  Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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