Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…Dark World…Dreamer…

‘The Best way out is Always Through.’

***Robert Frost

A dream has no laws whatsoever; the biggest
Puzzle, the greatest truth.
No, No, No don’t say that, don’t think
This…that’s not what I want to hear.
Then something happens…so why didn’t
You tell me sooner? The reason always
Comes AFTER.
Never or sooner, which is it? Onward.

The visions of May…and March and April…
In dreams, the earth song of the weather…
More unstable each year
Regardless of what people say or believe. Onward.
The snows became rain and floods…
Nope, nope, everything is fine, they say…
The snow to rain, then rain to snow
And back again.
And all at once it’s spring.
That’s what I want to hear!
The grass is green, the trees have leaves,
There are flowers. A beautiful spring day.

Then suddenly a flash freeze, it means
Nothing. Onward.
Nature is alive again and continues
Its story in the spring, like it or not.
And back to the meadow…By night
The stars are alive and seem to move…
By day it put a picture in the meadow.
Symbols…Two shapes, circles merging
Over two lines…First Impression…
When worlds collide…It begins. Realities?

What does that mean? Don’t tell anyone
But me. Whatever. Onward.
It’s just a dream; dreams mean nothing.
The Song of Nature in May continues
The story…

In June…The outcry of a tragedy
Paralyzes with some widescale crisis in
The time before the Event, and only then.
National, International? It was on the news…
In the Northeast again?
And the weather is nuts as usual…
Just a TV screen in a dream,
It means nothing. Onward.

Watch June, if June is fine it doesn’t\
Happen that year…Because in that
Year, the stars seem alive all over…
Reports flood in across the globe.

And some internet searcher will say
Give me something new, Something useful…
More, more, give me more…give me, give me…
You’ll still be staring at the sky when
It happens, that’s the point. Then what?
Onward.

And in the summer months snow
Will fall earlier and earlier…on green
Grass and green leaves where it never has
Before…
And in that time a plague would
Come…New and mysterious, flu-like…
Intestinal issues…people covered with
Blisters…Camps, confinement…Monsters…

And the lights in the sky continue…
They’re searching and waiting…
And the snow would and will continue
Falling…The seasons out of tune…

Convictions fill the air waves and digital
Connections, no bridge made safe to pass
Without hearing the arguing which
Way to turn and how to think…

They will say it 10 different ways,
Just to argue for 10 hours…
A waste of time. Onward.
The smart ones, the right ones always
Know where to look…

And through the night and day,
In sleep and visions…the sounds of gears
Turning…Tick Tock…Onward…
What is it? What is it? They cry…
Don’t say that, it’s awful.
Tell me it’s Wonderful, only tell me
It’s Wonderful.
OK, it’s Wonderful.
Liar!

In a world of billions, pointing a finger
At few will solve it. OK. Next. Onward.

But, they say, they bought pink toilet paper
Or painted rainbows, spread peace and love
Since the 60’s…Worked hard…
That’s not Fair. The Fair thing is to
Blame someone and be rescued…
I’m sorry, it has nothing to do with that.
The signs are there. They always have been.
They just didn’t want to hear it.

Will Peace and Love save the World in the End?
Peace is great…Peace is always Great!
Will Peace and Love Save the World?
Or kindness and compassion…
Maybe Both. Hopefully Both.

But the Gears keep turning. Time
Moves on…Nature does not hear
A word, but feels the rage…Onward.
It will just keep going.

Valiant.

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 26MAY2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (26 May 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.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…Dark World…The Tower of Babel…

‘The Brave, The Timid, The Shy
And the Strong…are all slaves
To Fear and Pride. Victory belongs
To those who ask why and challenge
Themselves.’

-A Guiding Voice

The Sandman told a Tale
That held echoes of the Bible’s
Words…and something more.
In the beginning, There was one Voice.
One Language that All humankind
Spoke, one common tongue
That all knew and united them.

In the lands of Assyria, of the
Fertile crescent, where the First Tribes
Settled and spread, recovering from
The Great Flood and Shifted Earth…
The one common tongue was
The greatest power of unity taken
For granted…

And from the weak and strong,
The humble and the brave…
One of the Greatest Pride rose to
Lead them all…And with his ego
And constant counsel he inspired
By calling people to revoke their
Past and respect of a higher power
By building a city to honor
Themselves instead of Heaven
Above…And within this city to
Build a Tower, to Rise to the Sky
That they may show God they
Are not beneath him, but worthy
Of so much more…

His voice was powerful among people…
Nimrod, known as the mighty
Hunter…opposed God, and all that
Heaven stood for…There was no need,
He said, for men to live in shame
As lesser mortals for something
They could not see nor hear…
People were put on Earth to dominate
And conquer…And Nature was
There to serve them.

So, he encouraged them to Build
And Adorn themselves with every
Treasure the world held…For each
Was worthy of all life had to offer,
And more…their city would be
A celebration of mankind, and it
Would make a name for themselves
That would honor them for all
Time.

But the Tower would be the Greatest
Monument of All…For Nimrod, For
He stood mightier than them all…his
Counsel told him so, his followers…
Wisemen, Seers…who spoke to shadows
And The Dark Things that dwelt
There, the only supernatural voices
They knew…

The Shadows that spoke in
Whispers, and dreams…and omens…
Crying out to be heard, defying
Faith in a Higher Power and
Tempting pride with promises of
The worship of men and women,
Not Heaven.

It was the First Order, the First
Sect that practiced Magic, and
Offered Counsel…And whom only
The most revered among them knew
As the First Power…and to honor
Nimrod, and themselves they
Should give this respect by calling
It Babel…

Nimrod did anything to entice more
Worship, to build the Tower and
Did blindly as the Counsel said…
Nothing could stop them for they
Were all drunk with self-worship
And ego…with one voice that
Constantly cried this out, and heard
Nothing more. “But I want MORE,”
They said, “There must be MORE
For Me.”

So, they built their city grander
With more lavish things, and built
The Tower higher to honor only
The Best they were entitled to deserve.
It was a time of drunkenness for more
More more…and they saw nothing
Wrong with that…in the ancient land
Of Assyria…

But far above in realms no mortals
Knew, there were watchers that saw
This…And as they saw the arrogance
Grow…An invincible ever shining light
Came, in an unexplainable phenomena
And went into one no one knew or
Saw to cast a lesson…By a Heavenly
Force, unstoppable, it worked the will
Of the One Creator…if this deafening
Cry of one voice knows nothing but
Its own soul…then let it be shattered
Among them…so they can not
Speak nor hear nor recognize
This leader that sees only himself…

And all at once in their city and Tower
The people began to divide…to
Splinter into groups…They shunned
Nimrod’s ways to pursue their own
Beliefs and pride, then spread to other
Lands far and wide…creating their
Own tongues and ways to recognize
Their own independence…
Tribes spread around the world this
Way to get as far away from the
First as possible…

But the First Power held to its ways,
And only went hidden…Recording
Things…of mystery and mysticism
Hoping one day to dominate and
Control the world again…

And for ages, seers everywhere saw
Their own visions and counseled with
Their own spirits…and the First
Power recorded them all.

But the World would be Blind to
This, afraid of it…and all things
They could not control or understand…
How convenient for the First Power…

Many legends, and many prophecies…
All saying the same thing…in different
Voices…in different customs…
Tribal lore was just a custom
To celebrate their own ways all
Around the world, foolish pride would
Denounce this over and over…
But the wisest would see the puzzle
Pieces and put them together…

Fear the Future, But Brave the Way
Because the Future must come,
There’s no denying it.

There was once one voice…
And one voice divided them…
And in the End, One Voice,
One common tongue would Unite
Them All Again.

In Faith and Fear, and Love and Hate,
The World would stretch its traditions
Every which way…Lands would
Rise and fall and die…
Secrets would be lost, save for
The First Power to hide them away,
They know everything,
Especially what most can’t handle.

We are not alone, we never were.
We did not come from here.
The World should learn a lesson in Grace…

Trumpets will sound and unmask
Those who didn’t learn, and didn’t
Want to…They again only heard
The song that was sung in Babel…
And so, it would come again
In Great Division…In a Dark Time
At the End of an Age
That even the Devil was fed up with.

And at that time when war
In Heaven with Hell on Earth would
Come…God and the Devil
Would laugh together for a moment,
‘What a Mess!”

But there would be One Comfort
Before the World would End
And Turn…And that is for those
Who did learn the Nature of Grace,
Good things would still come…

But there would be a cleansing,
An Age of Fire and Ice, with
Ice so cold it Burned…
And the cities that once knew
Only the Sounds of Division…
All these cities will fall abandoned,
And the only cities left for an Age
Will be those in ships
That sail on the Sea.

Valiant.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…Dark World…Cattle Mutilations…

“The quieter you become, the more you can hear.”
― Baba Ram Dass

The Sky was clear, and the stars were
Out shining bright…The Night was cold
In the Nevada pasture. Nothing seemed
Unusual, but there were rumors of strange
Things going on among the local ranchers.
There were whispers, the camaraderie of
The locals held their mouths tight and kept
Their eyes and ears wide open…Something
Was going to happen…Something always
Seemed to happen at this time of year…

No one went out at night, except for
The bravest and the most curious…but
Even they went with guns. Eyes and ears
Always seemed everywhere, be it those of
The wild life…the rancher’s herds…or
The occasional hidden parked car with
Teens…or something else in the
Shadows. But that had to be an over
Active imagination.

Then a lone star seemed to move out
Of place in the sky and move slowly…
Only to dart and streak out of sight.
Far above a stray group of heifers,
A light descended…The cattle panicked
And ran…But not fast enough. One
Had been tagged, paralyzed and knocked
Out. At daybreak, its body would be
Found far out in the field…with its
Former companion animals watching forlorn.
The stupid animals, just animals, seemed
To know? No predator touched the body…
No animal went near it. But the ranchers
Found it in the morning, and were
Angry and disgusted again from what they found.

A brief report in the local papers recounted
The incident, calling it strange and
Mysterious…only describing how angry
The local ranchers were to be losing
Livestock this way. Brief and limited,
Let them analyze it every which way.
People believe what they want anyway.
Some loud mouth would pick up the
Story…as they often do, and vent and
Shout and incite more anger; that’s
What they want them to do. But most
People don’t listen to them because all
They want to do is shout and stir
Up trouble blindly; it’s easy to call that
Behavior crazy.

One woman did catch the story by chance
As she was sitting in her office. A
Researcher, Carol Stowe…she was intrigued
By such cases. She went to the town,
Talked to people, asked lots of questions.
But locals are reluctant to talk to nosey
Outsiders…And although she was sincere,
It took time to find out even what
Little they knew.

She finally managed to see the local
Veterinarian, Dr. Max Thompson. He was
A stout man in his late 50’s, grey hair
And beard wearing silver framed glasses
That always seemed to appear as though they
Might fall off his face. A workaholic by
Nature, when he wasn’t on calls to ranchers
He could be found in his office or at the
Local diner eating with the townspeople. He
Was loyal, a loner, and when he spoke his
Words always left an impact.

It was late at night when Carol Stowe
Knocked on Dr. Thompson’s office door. He
Was sitting at his desk, studying private folders
He had been compiling of the cattle
Deaths when he heard the knock…He quickly
Put the folders away and answered, “Come in.”
He was curious who it could be, he thought
His receptionist Becky had left 2 hours ago at 8.

She opened his door to see this rather worn
And tired grey-haired man looking up from
His desk in a dark room lit only by one
Humble lamp. “Dr. Max Thompson?”

“Yes?” He answered, as he saw this
Attractive woman open the door. She appeared
To be in her late 30’s or early 40’s, very
Sweet looking as she smiled with a fresh
Face and dark curly shoulder length blond
Hair.

She entered carrying her large shoulder bag
Of materials and equipment; it looked very
Full and heavy. “Hello, my name is Carol Stowe.”
She said simply as she put on a pair of large
Dark rimmed glasses with a pen and note pad in
One hand. “I heard from Ben Hallston
That you are the vet for the local
Farmers?”

“Ranchers, yes.” He immediately concluded…
Reporter.

She walked up to his desk humbly with a smile.
“I would like to talk to you, if I may…
About what happened Sunday night at the
Gifford ranch?”

“Who do you work for?” Max asked.

“No one.” She answered sincerely. “I’m
An independent.” Carol tried to look as
Friendly as she could. “I assure you, I
Have only the best intentions.”

“I’m sure you do.” He said noticing her
Jacket. “You’ve come a long way, it must
Mean something.”

“I’m sorry?” She asked curiously.

“Your coat.” He smiled. “No one wears
Anything like that around here.”

She laughed, the man was sharp. This
Would be interesting. “I travel a lot.”

“What do you want Ms. Stowe?” Max
Answered politely.

“Doctor, I can see it would be pointless
To waste time…I’m here honestly, with
No ill intentions.” She said.

“No one ever is.” He replied flatly.

“I’ve been researching the Cattle
Mutilation mystery for years.” Carol
Told him carefully, but still sincere. “There
Are so many questions surrounding these
Incidents…and the appearance of UFO’s
And strangers…”

“Yes, strangers.” He nodded at her.

A moment of consideration, a pause to
Recollect…Carol formed her words carefully.
“But I have been to other parts of the
Country about this…May I sit?”

He had to admit, he was curious. He nodded
For her to pull up a chair. “Please.”

She sat, and they just eyed each other
For a moment. “I respect your position and
The welfare of these ranchers…Your town…
But their association with UFO’s, the
Mutilations, I mean…”

He held up his finger politely to pause
The direction of the conversation. “Ms. Stowe,
I am not interested in UFO’s. I am
Not interested in spaceships or some far
Out beliefs of new age cults…I am here
For these people. And I do not like seeing
Them used, or made fun of…or put
In awkward situations…by the media, or
By any kind of institution. These are
Hard working, wholesome people. Americans.
Not pretend Americans whining about
Rights they do or do not have, taking
Up someone else’s time because they
Do not know what to do with their
Life. These people, the farmers…OF
This Country…Are the Backbone of
The Country, not just these ranchers, but
ALL FARMERS…they work, they need to
Make a living. They do NOT get days
Off, no holidays…every single day of
Every year, they have real work to do…
And the product of that work is
The sustenance for everyone…in some
Way…Be it produce…or in the
Jobs they provide to others from their
Product. The juvenile attitudes of the
Public, and the disrespect they have
For such work…DISGUSTS ME. I care
About these people.”

“Doctor, I understand that, I do.” Carol
Pleaded to him. “Like I have said, I have
Talked to other ranchers around the country…”

“Well then, why are you talking to me?” Max
Asked. “Why are you in this town?”

“The location is interesting.” Carol said
Curiously. “And the time of the year…each year.”

“You are assuming a lot.” Max said,
Scratching his temple.

“Am I?” Carol asked calmly. “I’m only
Looking at the data, the research that
I’ve collected.”

“The research in this…is fragmented, and
Theories, at best.” Max said, as he found
Himself staring at the folders…lost in
A thought. “And assumptions are a weakness…
Or a powerful strategy…”

“I’m sorry?” Carol asked confused.
“I’m not assuming anything…”

She missed his point. He blinked and
Smiled. “Everyone assumes, every day…
All the time…Everyone thinks they
Are an investigator, Ms. Stowe.”

“You think I am wasting your time?” She
Asked.

“I did not say that.” Max smiled.
“Alright. You have been to other parts
Of the country. You have seen evidence.
What would you like to ask me?”

“These cases…Display the same
Characteristics, with cattle.” She went
On… “It’s always the same – “

“Are you sure about that? The same?”
Max asked. “Or is that an assumption?”

She laughed. “I can see you are a challenge
To talk to. I am only trying to put
Pieces together…”

He folded his hands on his desk and
Smiled kindly. “You said you have
Been to different parts of the
Country? But the same characteristics?”

She squinted and smiled, thinking, “Yes.”

“So, they are…different.” He said.

This was a different interview for her. “Yes.”
She answered.

“Tell me,” Max went on, “Why do
You think you are investigating this,
Why are you drawn to…THIS?”

“Because it’s a mystery. Because it’s
An awful crime,” She answered holding
Her notepad in her lap-but not
Writing anything down; convenient
Thoughts would come later. “And it’s
Affecting these ranchers, and other
People.”

“You care about them?” He asked. “Or
The mystery?”

“Both.” She said, feeling a bit cornered.

“You care about the cattle?”
He asked.

“Well, I think animal cruelty is awful.
A terrible crime.” She answered.

“You’re wearing leather.” He smiled.

She looked at her shoes and laughed.
“Dr. Thompson, are you interviewing me?”

“I am only looking at your perspective.”
He nodded once. “What do you know
About the cattle?”

She thought carefully before responding.
“Are they doing medical research on
Them? For some reason we don’t know
About yet?”

“I think that is a reasonable deduction”
Max answered.

“Is there some kind of genetic tampering
Involved?” She went on.

“What? Why would you ask that?” Max
Replied.

“Well, are the cattle tested or being
Tested for something, or have they been
Tested on?” Carol asked.

“This is obviously some kind of
Procedure…Genetic, possibly?” He said.

“Well, is it because the cattle have
Been treated in some way?” She asked.
“Why do you think this is being done to cattle?”

‘Why do I think?” Max answered.
“My perspective is only that, mine.”

She watched him even more curiously.
“Are they being treated in some way
With hormones, or medication?”

“For health only, not some sort of
Modification if that’s what you mean.”
He said. “That is not how we do
Things around here. Our animals are
Treated humanely for their well-being,
Not some experiment. For strong healthy
Cattle only. As natural as possible.”

“Natural?” She repeated, that she
Wrote down. “No hormones?”

“Why would you ask that?” Max responded.
“Ms. Stowe…the cattle must be healthy
For healthy use, not full of chemicals.
People assume a lot.”

“Well, if they are being raised I only
Meant…” She began…

“The cattle we have in this area, the
Breed was created in 1878-1883…
Black Angus…From imported stock from
Scotland that was crossed with
Texas Longhorns…Now if you excuse
Me for assuming…but I do not
Believe there was any genetic
Engineering or hormone therapy at that
Time…Just simple Animal Husbandry,
By traditional methods of breeding
Cattle…or any breed of animal.” He
Looked more serious. “Science did not
Step into farming until later in the 20th
Century…as the demand for the market
Increased…as the population increased.”

“It is a very cruel thing,” She sighed,
“That for a modern world animals
Would be a product this way…I
Would have hooped we would have
Grown past eating meat.”

“Cattle are vegetarians.” Max sighed.
“People consume vegetarians.”

“I know it’s awful.” She said. “I
Don’t eat meat, I can’t stand it.”

“So, you’re a vegetarian?” He said. “Then
You are exposed to the same toxins
As cattle are…in the environment, it’s
The same.”

“No, I eat organic.” She smiled. “No
Pesticides.”

“If it’s in the ground, it’s exposed to
Pollution…there is no escaping it.
In many ways, people are cattle.”

She grimaced, but her mind immediately
Jumped. “Could that be a connection
With the mutilations…it’s in the
Environment?”

“Possibly.” He nodded. “There are
A lot of strange similarities in the
Diseases with livestock and people.”

“So, they could be studying the effects?”
She concluded.

“Possibly.” Max answered.

She could see he was holding back
Something. “Or something more?”

“Possibly.” He only said.

It was a bit frustrating, but she saw
A good potential here. “Is there something
Unique that you see happening in this?”

“This whole subject is unique.” Max
Answered. “It stretches reasons in all
Sorts of ways…the way it happens,
The way it’s done. There is no choice,
It happens. And someone is benefiting
From it.”

“But it happens so secretly,” She
Went on, “In different places…”

“Clearly a lot of data is required,”
He said, “For variety…Or similarities.”

“Do you see a point?” Carol asked.
“Because frankly most I think are
Baffled…”

“They should be intrigued as much as
Baffled…” He said in wandering
Thought… “If they found what they
Were looking for, it would stop. And
Maybe when it stops, or isn’t happening
That’s the time to be nervous.”

She nodded and wrote down a few
Thoughts. “True, this has been going
On for some time…Everywhere. And here?”

“Yes.” He nodded.

“May I show you some of the files I
Have?” She asked. “Photographs?”

He had to admit, he was interested. “Yes
Please.”

She pulled out some folders from her bag,
Set them on his desk, and started with
The photographs. This quickly caught his
Attention. Then it wasn’t long before they
Were standing together examining the
Pictures…pointing out the similarities
In procedures done on the cattle in the
Various places she had visited. Soon the
Talk between them became casual, and he
Could see she was legitimately interested,
Not for some money-making articles
To crudely publish, or for some
Idealistic notoriety for her research.
Carol Stowe was sincerely intrigued
By a mystery.

And there were other examples of mutilations
She had documented, on other livestock…
Even on wild animals. She even had brief
Written accounts of those done on people.
He became intrigued even more, and
Nervous as well.

“As you can see,” Carol told him as they
Studied the photos of several bulls from
Different ranches. “This is more than a
Mystery…it’s becoming a phenomenon.”

“I can see that.” Max agreed. “I must
Admit the volume surprises me.”

“Forgive me,” Carol said, “But it seems you
Know more than you are telling…”

“Does it?” Max laughed, studying the
Pictures of the cows and bulls. “I’m
Sorry, but I speak carefully for the
Benefit of the people, the ranchers,
They are my friends…I do not want
To see my friends used or taken advantage of.”

“I would never do that.” Carol said
Sincerely.

“Tell me,” He said adjusting his glasses.
“You have spoken with other vets, other
Researchers, scientists…on this?”

“Yes.” She said. “Most speak very
Carefully…Most have theories. But as
You said, they’re only theories.”

“Have compared notes?” He asked.

“Some have.” She sighed. “But most
Would rather push their own ideas and
Theories.” She laughed. “At least the
Men do.”

He chuckled. “Well, we can be rather
Stubborn with our own beliefs. Others
Views are hard to respect or appreciate
Without knowing the person first.”

“Respect is earned.” Carol smiled. “I
Understand that. “But I am not chasing
Some far-out idea…If I have something
To say, I speak carefully as well. I do
Not chase things blindly.”

“I can see that.” He nodded. “I am the
Same as well. Most sensible people are.
They don’t shout.”

“So,” Carol said. “Will you share your
Thoughts? Because I would like to hear
Them.”

“Let me try it this way,” Max began.
“Each person will come at a mystery
Differently…from angles based upon their
Own experience…then they will assume
And call that a deduction. That is the
Wrong thing to do. They’re trying to save
Time so they can move on, go home
And do what they really want to do.
I do not do that…I look at the core
And start there and move outward…

Now, livestock, as are many domestic
Animals, were created the old fashioned
Way, by selective breeding…for desired
Traits…you select the best, pair them
Together…produce as many as you can,
Then select the best and do the same.

This process can take a long time…So
Sometimes you have to cheat…and do
Careful inbreeding to preserve specific traits…
But that can create defects so you have
To be very careful or else you destroy
Everything. Inbreeding creates defects,
Weaknesses…sometimes good, sometimes bad.
This occurs in very isolated groups.
And over time creates a new
Breed. The best survive, the weak are
Culled out…but defects can be hidden
And lay dormant and create problems
Later…This can be seen in all domestic
Animals, and even in some isolated
Populations of wild life as well…
But always the undesired traits are
Culled…Now, nature has a way of
Doing that on its own…

But the human animal, in its vast
Wisdom…in its chase of perfection
Will overlook weaknesses…if they feel
It will produce what it wants. But
The problems can still be hidden.”

“Now,” He said, pointing to the photographs,
“There are hormones and steroids which
Can help turn weaknesses around, make
Them stronger…but in some parts of the
Body it is much harder to fix…on a
Cellular level…like the eyes.” He pointed,
“Do you see here…and the ears.”

“Yes,” She nodded, “Others have seen
That too.”

“I thought so.” Max nodded. “As
I have said, there are weaknesses that
Livestock and humans share…perhaps
From centuries of consuming this meat.”
He held his jaw thinking carefully of
What to say. “Whoever is doing this…
I think it is safe to say now…is
Studying those same weaknesses, and
The effects of their environment…which
Is why it is occurring on such a wide scale.”

“But why?” She asked. “Why not raise
Their own livestock and do it privately?”

“That would be too controlled.” Max
Answered. “They would need the data
Of variables from different environments,
And that would be costly, and take a long
Time.”

She nodded. “I can see that.”

“Whatever they are doing…” Max
Said leaning against the desk holding
His glasses, “Think of it this way…
It must be urgent…Their research
Must be critically important for time…
For greater reasons…”

“So why leave the cattle, the livestock?’
Carol asked. “Why not just take the
Animals so no one knows?”

“Because,” Max explained, “Clearly they
Are demonstrating…They have the
Technology to do what they want, when
They want…how they want. And they
Want that message delivered. Clearly
If they wanted to do more, they could…
Look at the precision of these wounds…
There is nothing like that available to the
Public…but they have it. And believe
Me, I also think it’s safe to say
They have the technology that if they
Wanted to harm a lot of people they
Could…but it’s being done quietly…
Scaring the weak…and making the
Rest really thing…The smart ones
Will understand…the wrong ones will
Make a lot of noise and even scare
People, and make them run and cry
Outrageous things…this is not
Outrageous, this is a demonstration of
Power…of technology that exists
Beyond knowledge…the arrogant
Will demand answers…The smart ones
Will watch and wait and see what
Happens…I would not be surprised
If medical breakthroughs beyond our
Wildest dreams occur in the 21st
Century…and a lot of people could
Benefit from it…IF…”

“IF what?” Carol asked curiously.

“IF there’s time.” Max said flatly.

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=98962

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 12May2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (12  May 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…Dark World…Jon…

“Those chasing a better tomorrow will frequently
Be condemned by those lost by
Present distractions.”
-Anonymous

*song* “Bad Moon Rising” by Creedence Clearwater Revival

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zUQiUFZ5RDw

Note: The Dark World is based on a series of Nightmares.

Jon Victor was a tall, athletic young man
Overcoming a hard life in a small family in
A nowhere town in the rural farm country
Of Pennsylvania…His family was struggling
With many medical issues, but they managed to
Get him into a good college where he was trying
To find his way. He had a few close friends,
And many fake ones; as most often do. And as
The semester was closing on his sophomore year
He was fighting between finishing classes and
Finding a job for the summer…

It was early May, Spring was late…and just
About everyone, everywhere was growing more anxious
By the day, for the summer…and for greater things
To happen in their life. Jon was meeting
With his friends Chris and Mark, two other
Young athletic boys who were all fighting their
Time in college, trying to find a major that
Wasn’t too…consuming. They just wanted a simple
Fun night together to forget their troubles…
As Jon stood at the giant glass wall of the
Cafeteria staring out at the blue sky…and
The array of tables on the courtyard full of
Students, talking and studying…he caught sight
Of an enormous bird of prey circling over head
That no one seemed to notice.

“What are you staring at?” Chris asked, coming
Up behind him with Mark as they both slapped
Him on the shoulder.

Jon blinked in surprise, “That bird.” He
Nodded for them to look out. “Is that
An eagle, or a hawk?”

“I dunno.” Chris said, barely looking at it, he
Was antsy to leave. “So, what?”

“That bird has been out there every day.” Jon
Said strangely. “I saw it on the way to
Class…on the way to the gym…when
I left the gym…when I was out with
Jessica eating lunch in the field behind
The science buildings…and there it is again
Now. I see it everywhere I go.”

Chris laughed with Mark, smacking each other.
“You think and eagle is stalking you or something?”

“What are you a rabbit?” Mark joked, smacking his
Head. “Aw, Jon’s a cute little bunny rabbit.”

“There’s something about it.” Jon said.

“You think too much.” Mark smacked him again
As he proceeded to guide his friend away
With Chris, to the parking lot. “Hey maybe
You should be a teacher. Yeah, a science
Teacher…talking about birds stalking
People…ha ha.”

The three friends walked casually to Jon’s used
Car, an old style blue Mustang that his uncle
Had remodeled for him as a graduation present
Two years ago. At the car, as he unlocked and
Opened the driver’s side door…he nodded upward
Again… “There’s that bird again.”

“So what?” Chris scowled. “Stop thinking so
Much will ya. I need to go get some cash
So, I can pick up stuff for tonight. Hurry up.”

“I thought you were broke?” Jon asked as
He got in the car and let his friends in.

“My parents sent me more money.” Chris said
As he got in with a big smile, sitting beside Jon.

“You are the luckiest shit alive.” Mark replied,
Shaking his head, in the back seat. “Rich
Parents…if they only knew you.”

“Hey,” Chris said with great pride, “Like
Parents know so much. They lecture without
Thinking…they have no clue who I am.
I’m their first born, I’m special.”

Jon started the engine. “You are as screwed
Up as they come. You could sweet talk anything.
Don’t you ever feel guilty?”

“What are you, a saint?” Chris teased slapping
Jon’s shoulder. “Our parents don’t care what
We do. They don’t want to see, they don’t
Want to know. We’re all stupid kids to them…
They’re all stuck up in their drama…We see
More than they do…They watch the news, the
Internet…we live it. They’re just tired…They
Just make the money. We live, we should use it.”

Mark kept shaking his head in the back
And laughing. Jon just gave one laugh
Looking at Chris. “You are a piece of work.”

“They live by what they are told on the
TV and the Internet.” Chris laughed. “I
Should be a salesman. “Talk, talk, talk…
That’s all they do. He paused for a
More serious thought. “Hey, maybe I should
Move to Europe…My Aunt did.
She said they make a lot of stuff there.

“Seriously, could you stop.” Jon said,
Pretending to have a neck seizure as a
Joke. “Your brain is hurting my ears.”

“Hey, maybe he’s a parrot.” Mark teased. “Like
Jon’s bird.”

“It was an eagle, stupid.” Chris gave Mark
A snarl.

“Hey, don’t call me stupid, alright.” Mark snapped.
“My father calls me stupid. He calls everyone
Stupid all the time. I hate it.”

“See,” Chris said smacking Jon’s shoulder
Again. “Our parents are responsible for
Our disorders. That’s why they should pay.
Now let’s go get some cash so we can eat.”

“Yes, oh evil genius.” Jon nodded.

“Good Boy.” Chris said with a sinister tone.
“Now drive me where I want.” Just then
He shuffled in his seat, then pulled out
Some folders from beneath him. “What’s
This?”

“Some notes for that Professor Collins.”
Jon said as he drove out.

“That science teacher you’re working under?”
Chris asked quickly looking through the
Folders. “What for? Are you screwing him
Or something weird?”

“What? NO! Jon scowled. “I’m a teachers
Assistant, you ass. Screwing? Where did
That come from?”

“Aw,” Chris teased, pinching his face. “The
Way he stares at you all the time…
Teacher’s Pet…Yeah, right, that guy
Wants you.”

“Shut up!” Jon shook his head. “Your brain…”

“Hey, my brain feeds us. If it weren’t for
My brain, we would be off slaving our
Asses tonight at some lame job.” Chris
Teased, still looking through the papers. “And
You my friend, would be out whoring your
Ass with that desperate professor.”

“The guy’s married!” Jon said still shaking
His head. “My God, your brain.”

“Married? So, what?” Chris bellowed. “Bro,
Where did you grow up, in Disney?
World or something? What world do
You live in? Married means nothing…
Married is a mask, that’s all it is. “Chris
Grew agitated as he read through the
Folders more closely. “Hey, what is all this
Stuff about a holocaust of genetically
Engineered foods in farming…The
Genetic integrity of farm animals and
Research animals due to lack of proper
Breeding management?” Chris shook his
Head now. “What’s all this stuff about
Inbreeding in research animals corrupting
Data? The demand for biological
Living research and the demand for
The growing population has created a
Reckless production en mass for the
Public…cause and effect, health studies…
Genetic tampering? What the hell is this?
I want to throw this out the window.”

“Don’t!” Jon yelled. “He asked me to hold
That. He’s been compiling research.”

“That sounds weird.” Mark grumbled as he
Leaned forward to fix his black hair in the rear view
Mirror.

Chris kept leafing through the folders. “What
The hell is this stuff about…breeding management,
The mass production of farm animals…
Animal husbandry? What the hell is this?
What is he talking about?”

Jon just shiok his head, it was pointless to
Explain something serious to Chris; food, sex
And money was all he knew. “It’s about the way
They breed the animals…that’s all.”

Chris had this angry suspicious expression. “So
Why does this guy keep calling it a holocaust…
Some secret they know but don’t know? What
The hell, is he one of those end of the world
Freaks?”

“He was talking about mass production.” Jon
Tried to explain in short, as he drove. “Do you
Remember that summer I worked at that Pet
Shop? The Professor wanted to ask me about
The animals there…where they got them.”

“Is this one of those obvious subtle scientist
Come ons to get in your pants?” Chris asked
Sarcastically.

“What is it with the sex thing in everything?”
Jon shook his head nonstop now. “Can you
Drop it now. He wanted to ask me about
The animals…the pet shop, some of them,
Like some science labs…they get the rats
And mice and guinea pigs from the same
Supplier.”

“So the hell what?” Chris howled. “Bro, I’m
Worried about you becoming some science
Guys” research butt, seriously.”

“Is there a point to explaining this?” Jon
Asked. “Or is this all going one way?”

“Chris is lonely tonight.” Mark laughed.

Chris turned and smacked the
Seat. “Hey shut up WIMP…or the only
Nutrients you’re getting tonight is off my
Shoe.” He turned back to Jon. “No, I
Want to know…tell me. Come on, just
Say it so you can bore me before
I eat.”

“That’s exactly what the Professor is
Talking about…no one listens…They
Don’t want to know these things…like where
Their food comes from…they just want to eat.”

Chris stared heavily into Jon. You’re pissing
Me off.” He threw the folders on the floor.
“I just want to eat.” Then he leaned
Back in the seat looking out the window
Then at Mark, then back to Jon. “I’m
Worried about you. You really like this
Science stuff?” He sighed. “You’re going to
Turn into one of those old fat guys that
Sits on the couch cruising the
Internet for porn sires and praying to
Fairies and elves and shit for a miracle.”

Jon just shook his head and said nothing
As usual. Then Mark broke the silence with
“The Elves were cool ion Lord of the Rings.”

Chris dropped his jaw in his own personal
Wisdom’s horror. “You two need your balls
Checked. You are going to be someone’s bitch.”

“What’s wrong with Lord of the Rings?”
Mark whined.

“Dude, seriously, be quiet!” Chris ordered.
“Jesus, I’m losing my appetite. All this
Food holocaust talk crap…How about
Something that’s not from
An animal. How about pizza?”

“Pizza, yeah, cool!” Mark agreed. “Yeah
Let’s get that!”

Jon laughed. “I’m not saying anything.
You want it, fine…let’s eat.”

“what was slaughtered to make a pizza?”
Chris roared. “You are hanging out
With science man TOO MUCH! Pizza is
Cheese OK, that’s right…see I’m not stupid.
Cheese and tomatoes and bread, that’s it.
Nothing died.”

“Alright, like I said, if that’s what
You want.” Jon replied with a smile.

Chris grew more angry. “What? What
Now? Jesus, you are like the ANTICHRIST
Out to crucify me for being hungry…It’s
All this science guy making you think you’re
Smart…He’s playing mind games with you,
My friend. Dude, he is messing with your
Mind because he wants in your pants, Bro,
That’s all it is.” He rolled his eyes and
Cursed hard, looking out the window.” Like
Pizza suffers from Professors lack of
Genitals. He probably wrote you little notes
With a gold star, telling you how smart you
Are too. That’s right”, he nodded, “I bet he
Did! Mr. Sinister Professor is probably
Planning to have you over a big ole slice of
Cheese pizza…”

“Do you hear yourself?” Jon laughed. “Do
You hear how crazy you are talking?”

“Hey, I am just hungry.” Chris said pointing
At him. “I don’t need this Doomsday
Cheese on my lap garbage! Just give me
Some food and shut up.”

“Now see, you are getting hostile because
You don’t like hearing something right on.”
Jon calmly answered.

“What are you a genius psychologist now?”
Chris snapped. “Alright genius…suppose
All this Nazi holocaust pizza cheese stuff
Has some significance…Is there a solution?”
To cope?”

Jon smiled and blinked. “Well…the Professor
Talked about organic controlled farming, something like
The first settlers did…And sports medicine,
Strength training to compensate for genetic
Weaknesses…That modern medicine could
Possibly overcome years of abusive misconducted
Farming and research for wellness.”

Chris hovered with a sneer…The wheels in
His head were turning, but anything could come out.
“This Professor is the Antichrist…And
You…are his bitch. See, I know…Oh I
Get it…he’s using big words to call the
World FAT.”

Jon sighed, wanting to pray. “Why do I
Do this to myself? I swear…the wrong
People come together and its constant grief…
That is why the world is messed up.”

“Hey, if you don’t want to eat…” Chris replied
Sitting back smiling, like he had won something.

“Let’s just drop it and try to move on.” Jon
Surrendered.

“Pizza then?” Mark smiled leaning over
The seat.

“Is there anything else to do?” Jon laughed.
The whole point to make was hysterical. They
See and hear what they want always…and
Move on… “Look, after we eat, just remember
I’m picking up Jessica. She’s hanging out with
Us tonight. So PLEASE…Best Behavior.”

“Like I said,” Chris nodded with a laugh,
“Someone’s bitch…Don’t worry, Bro,” He
Said rubbing Jon’s arm playfully… “I promise
Not to say a word about your indecent
Affair with Professor Holocaust…But
If she finds gold stars on your ass,
Don’t say I didn’t warn you.” He
Laughed to himself. “I swear some guys
Will do anything for good grades.”

“I am really wondering how you think.” Jon
Said.

“Hey, I see the world.” Chris replied fast.
“Everyone is into everything…
In this modern world…anything goes…”

“That’s what scares me.” Jon answered.

Fast Forward. The three friends ate and
Managed to forget the conversation in the
Car; easy distractions make it happen. They
Laughed, they ate pizza…and when twilight
Came and the sunlight faded, Jon checked
His watch. Just after 7. Time to pick up
Jessica…He wiped his face, straightened out his
Grey hoodie, checked his hair then directed his
Friends back to his car and proceeded
To pick up his girlfriend.

Back at the school, Jessica stood waiting
Outside the girl’s dorms for Jon. She
Was very pretty, with long blond hair
And fit like a dancer. Now, she was going
To college for a serious career for her parents,
But secretly she was an aspiring model. She
Was known with her friends and
Throughout the school for posting pictures
Of herself on the internet. And while she
Loved Jon, Jessica was a big flirt.

As Jon pulled up in front of her building,
He saw Jessica tapping her foot impatiently
As she appeared to be texting on her cell
Phone. “Yeah, she looks pissed.” He said.

“Someone’s aiming to please tonight in a
Tight pink dress.” Chris joked.

“Dude, shut up.” Jon pointed. “Remember
Best behavior.” Chris simply held up his hands
As if to say, fine…as he moved to
Sit in the backseat with Mark.

Jessica rolled her eyes as she saw Chris
And Mark ion the back seat and got inside
The car. “Do you guys ever
Wear anything but hoodies and jeans?” She
Asked as checked her flashy new
Watch and put her cell phone in her purse.

Jon immediately focused mon the shiny gold
Watch on her wrist. “Where did you get that?”

She tried to laugh it off. “It was a present.”
She smiled, showing it to him briefly, but with
Great pride; like a trophy.

“From who?” He asked.

“Just a friend.” She shook her head looking
To the backseat. Are we going to a party
Tonight?”

“Hopefully.” Chris teased, grabbing Jon’s shoulders.
“He needs a party, the man needs to relax.”

“Jessica, where did you get the watch?” Jon
Persisted. “You didn’t have it yesterday…”

“Oh…” Jessica thought fast, looking in
The mirror to check her makeup. “I got
It from a friend.”

“Who?” Jon pushed. “Where?”

“From the coffee shop.” She briefly explained.
Jessica worked part time as a barista at
A popular coffee shop off campus. “From
A friend…can we go?” She nodded
Innocently.

He grabbed her wrist to examine it fast.
“That’s a gold watch, isn’t it? That looks
Expensive. Who gives a gold watch as a
Present at a coffee shop?”

“Sweet tip.” Chris replied with wide eyes.
“Must have been some sweet cream.”

Jessica gave Chris a dirty look, then
Turned back to Jon. “It’s nothing…well
Not really. I mean, he thinks it is…”

“He?” Jon asked, confused. Clearly there
Was more.

Chris whispered to Mark, “She delivers
Really good service.”

Again, Jessica shot Chris a wicked look,
Then innocence back to Jon. “It’s nothing.
Just this old guy who likes to come in
And talk to me.”

Jon sat stunned, paralyzed. “What? Who
Is this guy? He gives you…a gold watch?”

“Really good service.” Chris whispered.

“Will you shut up!” Jessica barked at Chris.
“It’s nothing. We didn’t do anything. Well, he
Wants to…but I won’t, of course. Oh My
God, he’s like old and fat, and has
Grey hair. I just make him smile. You
Know how old people are.”

“Old…but not dead.” Chris teased.

“Shut up!” Jessica rolled her eyes. “Nothing
Happened. Can we just go?”

“You took his watch?” Jon couldn’t
Understand.

“God No,” Jessica offered. “He bought it
For me. He wants to take me out to
Dinner for being so nice to him. He’s sweet.
I think he knows people min the city, a
Photographer…”

“What?” Jon asked. “So…are you going?”

Jessica laughed. “Of course. You have to
Do things to go places, Jon.”

“Grease your lips before you go.” Chris
Teased.

“You’re disgusting!” Jessica howled. “I’m
Not doing that!”

Jon turned back to the wheel and
Pulled the car out as they sat in silence.
He didn’t think first on where to go, but
Then decided they had to talk more, so
He directed a course down the backroads
To the ponds, past the school in the
Woods where a lot of kids went to
Retreat. A good out of the way place
To talk, or yell, for now.

“You’re not pouting are you?” Jessica asked.
“Nothing happened, Jon. Nothing happened.
But if I want good head shots, I need a
Real photographer. James knows people.”

“James?” Jon only said wide-eyed.

“Well, I can’t call him Sir now, can I?”
Jessica asked.

“Some guys like that.” Chris said slyly.

“Oh, shut up!” She said giving Chris a hateful
Stare. “Don’t hassle me about this!”

Silence for a few minutes…Chris, of course
Had to break it. “Man…Friends surprise you,
Shock you…Everyone is into old grey
Hair these days. Maybe I should dye mine.”

“What?” Jessica winced.

“Yeah,” Chris said to Mark. “Told you, Bro.
This is how it starts…someone’s Bitch.”

“Don’t call me a Bitch!” Jessica shouted
At Chris. “I didn’t do anything, I told you!”

“Relax, Ok,” Chris smiled, “I only meant
That you and Jon are into the elderly…You
Know, pleasing the elderly…The grey haired
Dudes. Jon’s holocaust Professor wants him.”

“Oh Jesus.” Jon groaned.

“You’re doing something with one of
Your professors?” Jessica asked him in
Disbelief. “And you’re accusing me? Who?
Oh my God, Jon…that Math teacher?
EW!” She thought fast… “Oh, is it that
Track coach that watches all you guys run?
WOW! Oh My God!” She covered her mouth.
“Oh, he’s cute though. What do you do?
Can I watch? Why didn’t you tell me? I
Made out with Kim at the Spring Break
Party in Hershey…”

“WHOA!” Chris howled, with Mark in the
Backseat as they clapped and stomped. “This
Gets better every minute!”

Jon’s eyes went wide. “Who are you people?”
He blinked and tried to think. “Everyone is
Assuming A LOT here…We need to stop and
Think…Wait, you made out with Kim?”

“Well you did it with that track coach!” She
Shouted back. “You’re judging ME?”

“I didn’t do anything!” Jon yelled. “God!”

“Really?” Jessica insisted. “Then what is he
Talking about?”

“Professor Holocaust.” Chris said laughing. “That
Science teacher…Collins.”

Jessica covered her mouth. “Oh God! Jon
What’s wrong with you? Is he blackmailing
You or something? Is he threatening you?” She
Sat back, assuming more. “Is that why you
Went to his house?”

“WHOA!” Chris howled, leaning forward over
The seat. “Dude, you went to his house? Did
Jon need a spanking for good grades?”

“God No!” Jon winced, shaking his head. “NO!
Look,” He said pointing to the folders on
The floor. “I went there for that! His notes,
That’s all…For the research he’s doing.”

Jessica looked at the Folders. “Why would
He ask you to hold research papers?
Oh my God, are there naked pictures
In there or something? Is he luring you or
Something?”

“Will you just look at the folders!” He told her.
“And don’t try to change the subject off that
Watch.”

“Well at least considering going out with an
Old man who buys me things, who wants
To help me go somewhere…is better than
Having sex with some old ugly professor
For a grade.” She snapped.

“You guys are NUTS!” Jon could only shout.
“Nothing happened!”

Chris turned to Mark. “Dude, I give you
A gold watch…will you have sex with Jon
So Jessica and I can watch?”

“What?” Mark yelled. “Seriously?”

“No Bro, you got to do me first.”
Chris laughed with hysterics.

“Are you joking?” Mark asked curiously.

“Of course he is!” Jessica shouted. “You
Guys are all SICK!”

“You guys turn everything into a
Sick joke!” Jon yelled. “The folders,
The research talks about a breeding
Management with animals…for generations.
Domestic animals were all made this way…
Inbreeding…line breeding…exaggerating
Features…affecting the food…And medical
Research…sport medicine…years of study.
The professor was compiling data of long term
Effects.”

“Oh shit,” Chris laughed angrily, “Bro,
Don’t start that again. I don’t want
To hear about some brother and sister
Cow making bad babies…Screw that,
I don’t want to hear about Mr. Pizza
Holocaust’s Food issues because some
Professor has some old big fat belly.”
He took on a more serious face. “Now…
Let’s talk about yours and Jessica’s real
Issue here…your old man fantasies.”

“I hope someone beats the hell out
Of your smart ass!” Jessica shouted. “I
Really seriously do! I hope someone
Kicks the shit out of you!”

The long dark road they were on was
Suddenly alive with headlights far behind.
Jon casually noticed…then really watched
Closely as the headlights grew closer and
Closer as his friends shouted…The
Headlights were coming up very fast now…
And he could hear the engine roaring.

“Dude, don’t be all silent and upset now.” Chris
Laughed. “I was just teasing about your
Professors briefs…ha ha.”

The headlights came quick up to Jon’s car
Bumper. It was a larger vehicle, a van
Or a black utility vehicle. “What’s this
Guy behind us doing?”

“Bro, you are way too sensitive about your
Rear.” Chris teased.

The car behind them was so close now the
Headlights filled Jon’s car…Then the driver
Turned the high beams on, and they were
All blinded.

FAST now, very FAST. The vehicle behind
Them swerved and came up beside them.
Then another vehicle came racing up
Behind, and another one behind that one.
FASTER. Like seconds now. The first vehicle
Raced up ahead to the left…as another
Moved up beside them…and the other
Behind…And there were more behind…

“What’s this guy doing?” Jon said squinting,
Trying to see. “What’s happening?”

Jessica was screaming, his friends were
Cursing and jumping around the back
Seat, barking orders… “Stop the car! No,
Don’t stop, SPEED UP! Come on, MOVE!”

Blinding high beams of headlights
Again from behind. The car ahead
Cut him off. Jon swerved the car
To the right and slammed to a stop.
The sounds of screeching brakes.
Voices. Men were shouting. High beams.
Flashlights…Gun fire on the pavement.
FAST. A Black Bar or a bat
Smashed the windshield in, then the
Other windows. Doors were pulled open.
Big tough hands grabbed Jon by the
Collar. He was thrown to the ground. He
Couldn’t see. Blinding light everywhere.
Men shouting orders. Then…a calmer
Voice in the blinding light, “Jon Victor?”

“Oh God, Help Me…Someone Help Me.”
Black out. Silence.

End. Part 1.

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=98579

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 5MAY2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (5  May 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…Chance Calls It a Dream…

‘The Best Solutions aren’t always
Fast ones…Sometimes the Best
Things take Time.’

Anonymous

In Sleep, The Sandman comes
With a riddle sometimes obvious, but often not…
Chance calls it a Dream…
Visions and Whispers…Echoing Sounds.

Heavy waters, still at first, then rolling
Constantly…And flashes of roaring wind,
Then images of ice and snow…
Water everywhere, up and down and
All around. Even the sky feels like water…
There’s a black and white shadow
Gliding around, with a glassy eye watching
His presence IMMENSE…
Studying, searching, scanning
Something in the past to him…
Pictures, sounds, rhythms…Feelings
Pulsing in layers…
There are whales moving through the trees
High and low, through buildings
Down city streets and country roads,
But one sees them…
One Day maybe…Or maybe no one will,
Or care.

Nature has its own power, not just the
Weather…A sense that defies contemporary
Logic, and technology. A mystery only
Animals know…
The birds move alone and in mass,
In patterns, adrift on air, in the wind.
No battery or button compels them…
Only the alarm of the unseen…
When birds fly, it’s in the Air.
The Silent Warning.

The Four Legs of the Paw and Hoof
Know it by the ground…The smells,
The sights…The sounds…
They hear it First in some,
Others smell it for the Hunt…
They see it last for Flight, to Move…
To chase, or to run…
It’s there when they need it,
It’s there when they don’t need it…
It can’t be faked…The pretender falls
Prey to the hunter. The herders guide those.

The Lone Wolf always runs to a different beat,
A drum no one can hear. That one is always
Hard to figure out…
In a tight pack, though, they are formidable…
Possibly because, if the group is too big,
There are too many voices…too much nerve,
Too easy to panic…and herds stamped blindly,
And right off a cliff they will go…
Even on a computer…Science mimics
Nature…it doesn’t control t.

Nature in its primal essence is always
Untamed somehow…A mask is tamed,
No mask, and it’s let out…
A digital wonderland catalogs…
But the solutions are still slow.

The animals share this gift of senses…
Subdued, and often lost by domestication…
But when the wildness rises from within
It cannot be questioned or held back.
A pause to explain is a risky defeat.
The right ones just know.

The mightiest animals see this, the Lion, the Whale,
The Wolf, the Bear…the Horse…
How man tames the senses…by logic?
But logic and senses clash…The only
Cure…silence…Silence to think on its own
And find the truth inside…For Survival.

Man’s domestication loses its rhythm of
Nature…In Fear that one day Nature
Will reclaim its Laws, its power…its Freedom.
A Spirit Animal can champion this…
A silent bond that teaches…

And the Lone Wolf says…People Talk
Way too much…
And the Bear says hibernation comes
To Force his rest…
And the Whale keeps moving, recording,
Remembering…to understand…

And the Horse says strength and speed
Is the way, no hesitation…tie him down
By Force, he is a slave…befriend him
With a bridle…and you have a powerful
Ally of locomotion…a loyal best friend.
He senses fast, he has to…
Or he is a prisoner to pull civilization’s
Wagon…The First, and Last, power of Man.

And the Lion sees them all. His roar
Commands Fear and Respect…It is a sound
Every primal heart recognizes…Not a threat
In a cage…but in the wild woods…
He is the judge, jury, and executioner…
Walls may hold him or keep him out…
Therefore, you better have what you need within
Your walls when the Lion is let loose…
Or else you face his law, his land, his chances…

They teach, they guide, they inspire…
They answer questions that need not be asked…
Timely troubles, little worries and big ones…
If you just watch them…
Pretenders will always get it wrong…

And the Lone Wolf calls it a prophecy…
That digital chain is going to break.
Natural laws were not lost, just hidden…
For the Right Ones at the Right Time.

The Sandman came and offered A Dream,
Then the Black Wolves came quietly…
To watch and study, and ask…
What are you, something New?
Man is cruel to something different…
Nature must compensate.
Those chains will break.
They need a lot, they talk a lot, they are
Wrong a lot…
A babbling brook, a clear running stream
Is a comfort all animals know.
Animals…it’s simple, they move, they think,
They go…Chains use them…

Could a sonar wave carry into space?
Could artificial intelligence harness senses
Without anyone knowing?
The Biggest answers to the Biggest questions
Are right there…
And enough is gathered…
The digital chains will break…
And it’s reset time…

Tick tock, the clock is ticking…
Big distractions they talk about every time.
And the Lion…the Wolf…And the Whale
Know, and just wait.
And everything you need to know has just
Been said.
Chance calls it a Dream.

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=98187

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 28APR2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (28  April 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…Night Falls on Sodom…

*song* ‘Blaze of Glory’

By Bon Jovi
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hCeIIcPAwv8

The Stars sparkled, Fading into a dream,
And the Face of a Lion, strong and
Golden, appeared in the stars, guarding
Them…guarding all secrets, and guarding
Only a rare Few to see…then he
Roared out through his eyes…’I see you…
Show me…’

The Voice within answered; ‘Dear Sandman
Tell me a dream, Tell me what I need to know…’

Return, back then to Lot’s home…as the
Sun went down and twilight came. For night
To Fall on Sodom.

Lot led the Strangers, in their clean white
Robes, through the door of his home. A
Simple house built of clay bricks and
Mortar, with a wooden door and shutters
Over the windows. It had a dirt floor and
Clumsy looking furniture, with ragged looking
Tapestries and the fur skins of various
Animals everywhere. Ceres immediately
Grimaced. “This is…modest.” She said.
“What a dark place.”

“I am sorry My Lords,” Lot said as
He ushered them in quickly, “I do not
Have much, but what I have is yours.
Please come in.” And once inside, he
Quickly locked the door and bolted it shut.

Apollo raised his brow to the sound of
The bolt locking them in as he eyed the main
Room of the house. “And you feel safe here?
You need to lock yourself in?”

Lot began to rush about tidying things.
“My neighbors…sometimes invite themselves
In to take things.” He said nervously
As he cleared the table and gestured
For them to sit. “Please My Lords,
My wife is preparing the evening meal.”
Then suddenly his manner changed
As he roared out harshly, “Wife,
Come now! We have special guests!
Bring food!”

Ceres eyed Apollo sarcastically at Lot’s
Demeanor. “What a charming man.”

“Wife!” Lot yelled angrily. “Woman
Where are you? Bring the Food!”

Ceres crossed her arms and stepped up
Slyly to Apollo. “This is your good soul
Of Sodom?”

“It is their way.” Apollo weakly answered.

“In a hovel on the outskirts of that city?”
Ceres pointed to the outside. “Did you
See the places those low-lifes of that
City dwell? They live grand for such
Filth…that is reason here?”

“That is what they know.” Apollo
Only replied, avoiding her eyes.

“The justice of those without restraint.
Rewards, of course!” She laughed.

Camlo sat calmly in the corner studying
His prize specimen. “This flower is
Remarkable.”

Ceres laughed at his words. “The grandest
Thing in Sodom is a flower!”

Apollo rolled his eyes still looking about
The room; he was not used to such places.
“Nature is a gift that way.”

Ceres really stared into him, yet he avoided
It completely.

Lot sat down at the table as his wife
Came in bringing plates of food. She was
A robust woman who seemed entirely
Preoccupied in her own thoughts, she didn’t
Even look at the strangers at all. She
Only grunted, “You bring fine strangers
Into our home, my husband…And of
Course, I look terrible!”

“My Lords, Please come sit!” Lot waved
At them. “Come My Lord,” He said to
Apollo holding out a plate full of
Some odd-looking dish. “May I offer
You some Bulls Balls so that you may
Please your woman?”

Ceres eyes immediately raised and lit.
“The man offers you a Bull’s testicles
To consume…He truly is The Saint of
Sodom…” She waved to Apollo, “Take
The dish…Perhaps you will find the
Sense you lack…from a perished Bull’s
Testicle!”

Apollo frowned. “I would rather not.”

“This flower still holds the sweetest scent!”
Camlo exclaimed.

Ceres eyes held wide as they
Remained locked with Apollo’s. “This
Is a place of some fine hellish
Reason. Dare I assume there will
Be more offerings of similar things?”

And Lot exclaimed out with
Pride to his guests. “But the ball
Of the Bull is the finest here! Would
You rather have the ball of the pig
Or a donkey? I do not
Think My Lords will fill each other
So well?” And then Lot began to eat
Ravenously.

Ceres and Apollo stood watching Lot
Eat awkwardly. “This is your Good Soul
Of Sodom. Take note of it closely.” She said.

“He means well.” Apollo forced a compliment.

“He is a slob.” Ceres replied.

“He is noble above the others’ manner.”
Apollo said…still awkwardly.

“He is a glutton.” Ceres intensely grimaced.
“I will grow ill if I continue to
Watch this.”

And then Lot belched loudly and spit, a
Very timely cue…as his dog vomited
Out the table scraps it was eating.

“And the timing…things grow
More apparent by the second…” Ceres
Struggled for a clear breath. “Perhaps
Hell was a kind word for Sodom. Is
There a darker word?”

Lot’s dog vomited again. Then Apollo winced
And met Ceres eyes in disgust. “We will
Have to consider broadening the words
Of hell…”

Camlo spoke his thoughts out loud then. “I
Believe this flower could be the source of great
Inebriation…in some, yet open doors in others…”

Apollo struggled to change the topic of
Interest. “A good observation to note…now.”

Ceres still eyed him with mixed discomfort and
Distrust. “Compelling…”

“Tell me,” Lot said drawing their attention
With a casual belch, “My Lords, are all
The women of yours in Heaven like this?
She is the most beautiful I have seen of
Woman…yet she talks very much. This is
Permitted?”

Ceres breathed hard, angrily, as Apollo stood
Quite tall and calm with his hand to his chest.
“All are fair to each other where we come
From…There is wisdom in that.”

“And do you prefer this in your women?”
Lot held himself still to ask.

“I prefer to be fair.” Apollo nodded.

“You enjoy watching this far too much.” Ceres
Growled. “To what do you engage
Your observations?”

Apollo simply answered her with a raised
Brow without a word.

“I am not sure if I prefer this,” Lot
Replied studying her…his eyes were hungry,
But he respected his Lords very much. “You
Make a handsome pair. Heaven must be
Very handsome.” He began to eat again
Slowly.

Ceres stepped forward to Lot quickly. “Just
What is it you think Heaven is, exactly?”
She had to ask, her curiosity was
Overwhelming. “What sort of place do you
Imagine?”

“Where all is blessed and perfect.” Lot
Answered. “Where everything is beautiful
And always new. Where men can do
What they wish freely, and have all
They want freely…”

“Do you have any idea of what you
Just described?” Ceres asked with
Growing frustration.

“Now, please…” Apollo stepped forward then.
“Let them believe what he wants…that
Is how it must be.”

Ceres waved Apollo’s words away. “If
What you described was in fact Heaven…
Then you are there…Look at those
People outside…The way they behave,
Aimlessly doing as they please with no
Regards for others or respect for things.
No, what you described is in fact Hell…
Where everything is let loose and
Selfishly indulgent…If that were in
Fact Heaven, it would be an abominable
Tirade of egos…endlessly pleasing
Themselves…And you have that right
Here. Do you not see that?”

Lot fought to think on her words… “But
I wish to be as handsome as you…
Beautiful…To enjoy only the best
Things.”

“Now Ceres…” Apollo said holding
Out his hand to her…

Again, Ceres stepped forward to
Lot. “What thing is beautiful constantly
Craving for itself…indulging itself?
To share nothing? To respect nothing?
To only use things without the need of
A single thought?” She curled her lip
In disgust. “You have made a Hell out
Of Heaven…And your people have built
It right here!” She eyed him intensely.
“If you think the Divine escapes you to
Be cruel, it is because only ignorance
Overwhelms you. Consider happiness
And Peace as finer things, as well
As beauty…And Love, to share it
And respect it with another who
Feels the same with utter devotion…
A dream and goal worthy to aspire to…
Is far more Divine…” Her expression
Pleaded sincerely. “The Highest Force
Would respect that…and those who
Chase it with devotion, tirelessly…
With discipline…”

“But isn’t Heaven to each man’s own
Mind?” Lot asked with confusion.
“I do not understand…what I was
Told…”

A silent pause. “He does not
Understand Ceres.” Apollo said seriously
With a low brow. “None of them do.
To them…Heaven is only an endless
Reward.”
Ceres turned fast angrily, to Apollo. “This
Man is an idiot if he can not see
To reach beyond for something better…”

“Would you stay and teach them?”
He asked her. “We are not here for
That…Can YOU see that?”

“Appeal to someone then,” Ceres
Tried to reason. “In a dream somehow.”

“That would be interfering.” Apollo
Laughed briefly. “A Divine Messenger
Should do that…”

Lot belched again very loudly.

Apollo arched his brow to her. “Perhaps
A dream could be constructed…with a
More appropriate chance.”

Lot then returned to his eating in an
Attempt to shake away heavy thoughts.
“Are My Lords sure they would not
Try the dish of the Bull’s Balls?”

And Ceres sighed with grief loudly.
“Why do I think this theme of
Balls will reoccur again and again here?
They are an obsessive people.”

“Balls, My Lord?” Lot asked Apollo.

“I am not hungry now, no thank
You.” He answered with a half-smile.

“I should think the Balls are the
Sense of the moment.” Ceres snapped.
“Maybe you should eat one…” She
Said sarcastically to him.

“I have no mind of it.” Apollo said,
Then winced regretting his phrase.

Ceres nodded. “True words.”

Apollo grimaced. Then Camlo exclaimed,
“This flower is marvelous!”

There was a knock then on Lot’s door.
Outside they could hear the commotion of
The crowd’s return with both angry and
Laughing taunts. Someone bellowed, “Bring
Out the Strangers to share! Stop hiding
Away from us!” More cries of laughter
And mixed taunts. “We shall have them
Tonight!”

Then Ceres sat down at the table with
A smirk. “These people are disturbing! Do
You hear the names they are calling us?”

“I did not ask you to come here.” Apollo
Simply said with one nod to her. “This
Was your choice to see.”

“I told you,” Lot said sincerely. “My
Lords, this place is not for you. The
People are aroused by the festival tonight.”

“So, they are not always this way?” Ceres
Asked, tilting her head.

“Well, mostly they complain by day,” Lot
Said. “They are unhappy being unfairly
Treated by the Gods…They desire a better
Life to live…more grandly. They complain
And boast mostly…and debate greatly
The affairs of the lands…” He held
Back his words for them… “Of how
Corrupt and unfair life is…So they
Do indulge a lot.”

“They are martyrs then, too, in Sodom.”?
Ceres sighed at Apollo. “How fitting.”

“If the Gods could only favor them
More?” Lot wondered.

A man beat hard on Lot’s front door.
“Come out Stranger, I will have your
Ass tonight.”

“Tempted Apollo?” Ceres asked. “This
Is what you watch…” He frowned.

“My apologies, My Lord.” Lot said humbly,
“I will speak with them.”

And then the door flew open wide
Violently. “Come out Strangers!” A large
Tall, round man bellowed; obviously drunk. “Where
Are you for the crowd?” More men
Squeezed through the door to enter,
Each stumbling for the other. A slim
Hairy man with a beard, pointed to Ceres
Greedily, “I shall have the woman first,
AND last.” The crowd roared with
Laughter…outside more gathered,
Women now, even the young stood
Among them like wild children let loose.

Ceres crossed her arms tightly and held
Them making a scowled expression. “These
People are vile!” But she was not at all
Intimidated by them; they were no match for
Her.

Apollo held out his hand to the crowd, at
Last annoyed at the insult upon Ceres. “You
Will stand back now.” He told them.

Lot rushed to face the invasive crowd. “Please,
You must not do this. Can you not
See? They are not like us. Can you
Not see it?”

The leader pushed his way to stand front
In the doorway. “Who are you to talk
To me this way? Are you not a stranger
Here tradesman?” He stood proudly
With his chest out. “Do they think
They are better than us, than me?
This is my city. And if I say we
Shall have them, We will. I will.
I do not even have to ask…I have
The right.”

“Sir, I beg you.” Lot pleaded
With growing fear. “Look at them,
Please respect their grace. Can you
Not see it?”

“Who do you think you are talking to?”
The leader said, then he eyed the
Handsome Strangers in white with quick
Lust. “I am mighty in this land,
And if I find it to want, I have it.”
He pointed to Apollo with this fire
In his eyes. “Strip him. Then strip
Them all so we shall have them. I
Will have my tastes first and then the
Crowd my leftovers.”

“The Ego!” Ceres shouted. “They
Speak as if they own anything they
See.” She eyed Apollo. So what
Would you watch now?”

“You will leave now.” Apollo said.

The leader laughed loud with the
Crowd. “You are telling me to leave?”
He growled. “Strip and serve me…And
Your woman shall open herself to any
Mans’ seed that desires it…without
Question.”

Lot grew terrified. “Please stop!”

“There is wise proposal in his words.
Find it NOW.” Apollo told them all
As his patience became a rare anger.
“And watch your mouth fast.”

Then Lot begged, “Please, I have
2 daughters that have not known
What it is like to be with a man…
Use them as you please…But DO NOT
Touch these visitors of Sodom.”

But the crowd only laughed, as the
Leader and the bravest among them
Only grew angry at the offer. “We
Will have what we like. And this
Tall one who speaks, he needs to
Learn a painful lesson on how it
Works here!” The large man then
Stepped forward. “On your knees and
Service me…I will have your mouth.”

A painful silent moment…Ceres eyes
Bulged with shock to the man’s words.
Apollo…on his knees? She was at a
Loss for words…but sensed the turning
Point at hand. Apollo’s patience was
Gone.

“My Lords!” Lot begged.

“You speak to me this way” Apollo
Replied rolling with a controlled anger;
Rare but dangerous. “On My Knees?”

“The idiot has trouble hearing!”
The large one bellowed. “Who does he
Think he is before us?” He stepped up
To Apollo. “I said…On your knees
Idiot.”

Apollo’s eyes became a silvery white
In the pupils…Ceres sensed the quiet
Rage but none others could, and she
Smiled. “You are too pre-occupied
With egos I think.” He said. “I think you
need to fall.” At his words, immediately
the men began to fumble on their
legs… “Back now, I say…” And by
his will the crowd awkwardly stumbled
back on legs they could not control; all
of them. “You are BLIND now since
you can not see…and until you find
more humble reason, you will find no
cure. Do NOT mock me or taunt
me…Those words YOU WILL learn to
understand…” And the crowd kept
backing out until Lot shut the door
and locked it.

He turned to Apollo in fearful
Shock from what he had just seen
And heard. “My Lord’s power is
Great…” He was in awe.

And Apollo smiled simply, he blinked
And his eyes became their normal pale color.
“Forgive the moment. But a lesson was
Due.”

Lot became even more humble. “I will
Do as My Lord says.”

“The pledge of a Saint of Sodom.” Ceres
Laughed. “Did you hear what he just
Said?” She nodded at Lot. “He just
Offered his 2 daughters as toys to
That loathsome crowd as a gift of
Distraction. That does not bother you?”

Ceres, Please.” Apollo responded with
His eyes up as though to beg forgiveness
For his deed.

“These people, all of them, even your
Good Soul of Sodom…are an abomination.”
She said standing to face him. “Their
Egos are out of control, their cravings…
Their way of thinking…Hell has
Been built here…”

He met her eyes revealing the fear
He had been hiding, but said nothing.

“So, you are afraid of what is happening
Here…” She nodded, somewhat relieved
By his conscience… “Even you are
Doubting how to ignore it. Aren’t you?

Camlo was at the table studying
The dishes and the odd-looking food. He
Held up a plate to them. “Is this
Really the testicle of some animal?
Who would eat this?”

Ceres and Apollo’s eyes met Camlo’s…
“Pardon that, Camlo,” Apollo laughed.
“There are other matters now.”

“No, I believe his point is quite fitting.”
Ceres laughed. “The obsession is
Endless.

“My Lords have been offended,” Lot
Said, holding out his hands in earnest plea.
“I apologize for the ways of the people…
But they struggle to cope…They engage
In too much…but the Passions Flower
Does weaken the will…”

“Or reveals it, more likely.” Ceres said
Firmly. “What they are is not new,
Just hidden, masked…and then let out
Wildly.”

Lot stepped up to Apollo. “My Lord is offended
By the men’s attention?”

“It is the manner by which they conduct
Themselves that offends.” He told Lot. “Try
To understand…It is alright to be who
You are…But carry it nobly and wisely
To command respect…Not boast, or insist
Indulgence…that is what offends.”

“So, you would have them then?” Lot
Struggled to understand behavior; he was
Rather sloppy.

“He does not understand,” Ceres shook her
Head with a laugh. “They admire indulgence
They embrace it…seek it out in constant
Cravings. It’s everywhere here…and makes
Monsters.” She folded her arms again
Over her chest and faced Lot strongly.
“Tell me, what is it so special about
This festival that causes such wildness?
You spoke of the Drink of the Gods?
The little boy…They took him…Why?”

“For the Sacrifice of the Drink.” Lot
Said plainly, as if all knew. “They
Drain and drink the blood of the young
For strength…youth and vitality. Surely
Heaven and the Gods appreciate this?”

A silence fell, of shock and horror. Ceres
Was infuriated. “They do this to children
And you knew this? This place is in
Fact, Hell…none see it? How couldn’t
They?” Then Ceres turned to Lot with
Hot rage… “The little boy,” She said
Fast in hopes to save him, “Where is he
Now?”

But Lot seemed unsurprised, far too
Used to festivals now. “They would
Have feasted upon him by now…Then
Orgies afterward…That’s what they do…”

“OH God!” Ceres shouted in horror,
Then turned angrily to Apollo… “You
Said nothing? Did you report this?
They will want to know!”

Apollo spoke carefully. “They are
Watching…” He said with lowered brow.

“What does it mean?” Lot asked…

“It means your world will be scrutinized
And avoided like a plague!” Ceres
Told him with disgust. “A dire future…
There will be walls to keep you and
Those here out to protect those out
There from you…to keep hell from
Spreading.”

“But the Gods…” Lot begged…

“There are not Gods here!” Ceres corrected.
Then her own scanner made an alarm in
Her pocket, as she was called to answer.
“BR’riel is here…and the others…
“The ship is powering up…” Her eyes
Grew wide. “The Animals!”

“They are going to sterilize the ground.”
Apollo had suspected this. “We should
Try and save-” His words broke as he
Was struck with a seething pain to his
Head. “Ceres-”

“What is it My Lord?” Lot cried at
The sight of his struggle.

She held Apollo’s arms fast. “He is
Striking at you to hold your thought
Still…”

Apollo held his head tight in both hands
At the pain… “I can not think…”
Somehow, he found a way to appeal to Lot.
“Take your family now and leave this
City NOW…and do not look BACK once!”

“My Lord?” Lot cried in confusion.

“Go!” Apollo shouted. “Take them
And leave NOW…or this will be your
End…GO! NOW!” And immediately
Lot backed away and ran for his
Family to gather them up and do as
His Lord said…He held on to Ceres.
“Help Me.”

She held him up as he put his arm
Around her. “We are being called
Back now.” She read the scanner fast…
“The weapons are powering up…”

A flash of Light in Circle enfolded
Them, then aimed and shot up fast
To the invisible distant position of
The ship…taking Ceres, Camlo and
Apollo back…

On the ship, Ceres aided Apollo to fall
Into his chair, then raced for her own seat
And panel. “The Animals, I have to
Save them!”

“Where is BR’riel?” Camlo asked
Looking around. “I see no one here?”

Apollo fought to concentrate, but
Managed to gain enough of his thoughts
Back to study his own panel on the
Arm of his great chair. “The readings…
No one is here?”

“The weapons are at Full power now!”
Ceres shouted with fear. Then she
Stared at the view screen frantically
To the sight of the planet below and
Focused her mind sharp on Sodom. Her
Will forged the mighty telepathic
Cry to send out, fueled by panic and
Determination…and to the Animals of
Sodom to whom she pleaded and told, “Get
Out of the City NOW…RUN…FLY…
Flee as fast as you can, RUN NOW!”

Her call went out like a piercing
Stream of lightening to the Animals below…
And all the Animals of Sodom heard
Her…Their hearts raced, and eyes bulged…
Panic overwhelmed them, yet they found
Her guiding voice to see clear what
To do with an unstoppable
Force…Then all at once, All the birds
Flew, all of them…taking flight in
The dark, in flocks, in fast direction.
Then the Four-legged animals, pawed
And stomped the ground…nothing
Could hold them still. They pulled their
Tethers free from posts, broke chains…
Broke cages…and ran in groups and
Herds, and in pairs. Even the tiny
Mice and rats ran. She left none of
Them lost or unguided. She made them
Move, and they listened to her. They
Always listened to her. They always do.
Ceres always saves the Animals. Always.

Chaos erupted in the city as the
Citizens fought to stay clear of a
Crazed stampede of animals and
Snarling dogs and the sharp horns of
Angry bulls…And all the Animals
Fled to the hills without thinking
Or looking back…while the people stood
In dumbfounded drunk confusion
Cursing at them…They didn’t see it
As a warning, only as an inconvenience
To their parties.

And then the beams of intense burning
Light fell on Sodom…incinerating everything
As Lot and his family scrambled to
The hills for safety…Only his wife
Looked back becoming nothing but a
Dehydrated pillar of salt.

Then at last, the weapons quieted
And there was silence…For some time,
As the three of them thought over
What just happened…

“Did you get them out? The Animals?”
Apollo asked as his head cleared and
The pain went away.

“Yes.” Ceres simply said. “I got them out.”

“But the ship?” Camlo asked. “Where
Are they? Who powered up the weapons?”

“What are you saying?” Ceres asked as
She and Camlo stood next to Apollo then.

Apollo studied the scanner beside him. “No
One is here. No one was here.”

“But these things do not happen by
Themselves.” Camlo insisted logically.

Ceres studied Apollo’s face carefully, sensing
His fast mind now. “You suspected
This didn’t you?” His eyes met her
And told her yes, but he said nothing.
“Will you report this? How can you not?
They will find out and want to know why.”

Apollo stared at the screen above at
The full view of the planet. “They will
Know…And they will want to watch
And study more closely now…And report
Everything…And forbid us even more
From doing anything…And it will keep
Happening again and again…until
They find what they are looking for.
Then everything in all the stars will
Come here…to see what Heaven
And Hell bring to Each other…and
They will Fight for it…Then, I imagine
All the Universes will change.”

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=97782

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 21APR2018

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (21  April 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.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Sandman…The 3 Visitors of Sodom…

*song* ‘Enjoy the Silence’…Depeche Mode

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=m0AKJMGxwpE

And the Voice said, ‘If the Weakest is the Best
That you can give, then I shall give
The same in return.’

Apart, and far above this world and all others
Lay hidden a sanctuary world…Forged
To keep secrets safe and Treasures guarded
From all things…Outside of reason, away
From Touch, but most of all, outside of Time.
And to Protect these, a vigilant powerful
Force must exist…to observe and study
The Strategy and Nature of all things. To
This power was named…The Watchers.

Each world there is appointed 1 team…
With a vessel to manage all needs.
The Task…Human and Humanoid type
Life…The Animals, and creatures of all
Kinds…And all things that grow by
Light, such as the Flowers and Plants, and even
The spores of all kinds…

For Earth…
Stationed as 1st Officer, or Captain if you
Need another title…is Apollo…The Tall
Handsome refugee of a lost race. He was
Once proud and arrogant, and perhaps some of
That still remains…But by far, now he is
Noble and strict…a bit of a trickster
And poet as well. He watches all humans.

Stationed next is the 2nd Officer, Ceres.
5th daughter of the Royal House of the
Legendary First Home. She
Watches the Animals of all; kinds…And
Is rather headstrong, determined, loyal…
Exceptionally gifted with the Powers of the
Mind…And absolutely, unforgettably beautiful.

And to the last Station, as 3rd Officer…
Is Camlo. The Quiet and Gentle one…
A scientist. He watches all plant life.
His world was known for its handsome
And very gentle people.

A cataclysm had fallen upon the Earth,
And the survivors were now rebuilding
And repopulating the planet…Once settled
By lost slave ships of humans…The Earth
Was a settled Paradise once, but fell
Quickly to the unbridled nature of
Indulgences and sciences…In hope, a
Small band of humans survived with
Better intentions…but the memories of
The corrupt ways have not been forgotten…
And while the conveniences of their sciences
Were lost…Human nature suffered the
Same tests and trials and temptations it
Always had…which again rose in the lands
As the people spread.

And so there came a time in the History of Earth
That the Watchers sat dutifully at
Their posts…each engulfed in their own
Objectives. Apollo sat at the high seat
Of the bridge making notes on his
Observations, he was constantly wondering
What marvels might next continue.

Then a long silence was broken, as the 3rd
Officer, Camlo, quickly rose from his
Station to make an appeal to the 1st
Officer; something very rare for Camlo.
He stood very quietly, waiting for Apollo to
Raise his eyes from his thoughts to him,
But found himself far too anxious.
“I have a request.”

Apollo blinked and looked up with surprise;
Camlo rarely spoke at all. “Yes?”

“There is a matter I would like to
Address in person.” Camlo went on.
“There is this rare flower that interests
Me in the hills below…on the planet.
It is very special…I would like to go
And gather specimens to study more
Closely…in person.”

“And you ask my permission?”
Apollo replied, stunned.

“Well,” Camlo continued. “This flower
Is in the hills near this city.”

“Oh, I see.” Apollo nodded…understanding
That people would be nearby. “And
Where is this?”

Camlo looked at his scanner device. “I
Believe they call it…Sodom.”

Apollo froze and locked eyes with Camlo
With concern. “You wish to go to the hills
Near Sodom?”

“And Gomorrah.” Camlo answered, squinting
At the expression of concern on Apollo’s face.

Silence fell. This drew Ceres attention fast.
“Is there a problem?” She asked
Staring at them as she brushed her
Long wavy golden hair over her shoulder.
“Let him go and gather specimens of
This flower.”

Apollo turned to Ceres, his eyes rolling
In wayward thought. “Well, this city that
He refers to…is rather…wild in its ways.
It concerns me.”

“Concerns you how?” Ceres asked, as she
Rose to her feet to go and join them. “Is
He defenseless? Are they savages that
He can not manage?”

“Well…” Apollo hesitated as he tried to
Flex and sit tall and strong. “Manage…
Is a strained word here.”

“What is the problem?” Ceres laughed.
“Let Camlo go and gather his flower.
You are acting as though he needs an
Escort for his safety…”

Apollo fought to find the words. He had
Studied human nature for a long time…
And while there was very little he had not
Seen…each world is different. As were
Each of his teammate’s perceptions and
Personalities so different. Camlo was very
Gentle in nature, he was not used to people.
“It is a world as any other, Ceres…
Each has its own tastes…the way they
Choose to grow.”

“This is ridiculous.” She responded. “It
Is just a simple flower. Let him go.” She
Laughed again. “Does this make you
Nervous?” She crossed her arms. “What is
It about Sodom that concerns you? Are
They insane there? Are they violent?
What is it?”

“I can go and come back quickly.” Camlo
Tried to say.

“No No.” Apollo held up his hand thinking
Fast. “I am just a bit curious also. I have
Not walked on the land in quite some time.
Perhaps I should go and stretch my legs,
And accompany you.”
He began to rise as Ceres stood fast in
Front of him.

“Stretch your legs, you?” She laughed.
“The way you stare at yourself…Will
You go undressed to see them move?
There is something working in your
Mind…”

“No, there is not. I have simple thoughts.”
He said, standing up tall.

“Simple?” She laughed louder. “This is
Becoming a theatre. What is going on?
Is there some naïve thing you wish to
Pursue…a boy, a girl? It is well
Known no pleasures escape the great
Apollo.” She eyed him, tilting her head
With her eyes sharp and gleaming.

“I would never give in to temptation here…”
Apollo answered honestly; and he was
Being honest. “This is a juvenile world.”

Ceres matched his strong stance facing
Him. “I have not observed much of those
That dwell here…but there is NOTHING
Of their nature that does not exist
Elsewhere in all universes…
If by comparison at all
This is but a child’s play with
no end. Do they think they have invented
New games? That would be hysterical…
They would be terrified of what exists…
There is no Paradise without walls, only
A fool would think otherwise. Now what
Is going on here?”

“I am merely concerned for Camlo.”
Apollo replied sincerely. “That is all.”

She paused to eye them both carefully.
“Then I shall accompany you as well…
For then…if there is something to see,
I will see it with my eyes, and not your words.”

“Very well.” Apollo nodded. He knew
There was no point in fighting her,
He did deeply respect her in every way.
But the potential for a problem here
Was growing fast in his mind.

As they prepared themselves in white
Robes, something suitable for walking
Below…Apollo thought fast, to send
Out a silent telepathic warning to
The most honest man he knew below…
“Be brave for your heart, Man of
Faith…Pray for the souls of Sodom…
For Judgement comes…That if 50,
40, or even 10 honest, good souls do not
Dwell in Sodom…Then this day may
Be their last.”

So, the team transported down to the
Planet to fulfill Camlo’s request for this
Rare flower. Materializing unnoticed in
The hills just outside of Sodom, they saw
No one. However, sounds of what seemed
Like festivities and strange smoke filled the
Air. Apollo stood tall, but was inside,
Hesitant and nervous. Ceres sensed it
Of course. “Do you know exactly
Where to find this flower Camlo?”

Camlo used his scanner but frowned.
“It should be right here. But I see
None…indications are…this hill has
Recently been cultivated. Someone took
The flowers?”

“Scan more widely, please.” Apollo
Instructed with his brow low and eyes
Studying all directions.

“What is it exactly, now, about this
Sodom you are hiding?” Ceres asked her
1st officer. “Will you say it now or must
I take it from your mind?”

Apollo met her eyes carefully. “They
Are rather broad and insistent with
Their interests there.”

“Oh?” She asked. “How?”

He fought to explain. But it was
Better to be honest and sincere than
Hide it from her; no one lies to her.
“There is very little they do not…
Consume, or partake of.”

“A world of Reptilian territory.” She
Said with a smirk. “imagine that.
Your words are still too brief…”

He met her eyes squarely. “Many
Wealthy and powerful families find
Their pleasures here, and make treaties
Secretly. And so, they indulge themselves
Wildly to encourage this…in all manners
Of pleasure.”

“Lust…intoxication? So…” Ceres responded
“That is nothing new.”

He was about to continue when Camlo
Interrupted. “There are no flowers anywhere.
In this region now…” Camlo scowled
Kindly. “Someone has taken them…all?”

“Your scans show none at all?” Apollo
Asked.

Camlo studied his scanner. “They all
Seem to be…in the city, in Sodom…
In the center of it?”

Apollo’s expression quickly became more
Serious and agitated. But he had to
Think carefully as Ceres was studying
Him relentlessly. “Only in the city?”
He asked.

“Yes, only there,” Camlo answered. “Can
We go there briefly? I only need a few.”

Apollo breathed hard with a tightness
In his jaw. “Well…” He nearly growled
The word.

“What is it?” Ceres asked. “You are
Making me even more curious now.
If you do not answer, I will insist.”

His eyes opened wide at her. “Insist?”
Apollo responded. “Do you remember
Our policy of noninterference?”

“Yes.” She answered seriously. “As if
That has not been broken…with Noah,
Remember?”

“We swore to never break that again…”
Apollo answered. “We can not…Only
With High Orders.”

“I remember.” Ceres answered. “Why
Would we…has a heavenly messenger
Appeared?”

“Now listen Ceres.” Apollo said politely
But strongly. “We must abide, we must…
Perhaps you should return to the ship.”

Her eyes now went wide. ”Return? Now I
Really must see what is in Sodom.”

Apollo understood Ceres passion very well.
She was loyal and powerfully minded…
But by far, she loved the animals…Her
Eyes would fall into a rage in Sodom.
“I…”

“It’s settled then.” She smiled. “To
Sodom, we go…Just to retrieve Camlo’s
Flower.” And at that she began to
Walk…

Then Apollo took the lead as he
Guided the three of them to a nearby
Footpath. “Now understand this is
A primitive world…Remember what we
Are taught.”

“None of us are fools, Apollo.” Ceres
Answered. “No one wants to hurt
Anyone…”

“No matter what you see?” He asked.

“Why would they pick all the flowers?”
Camlo thought aloud.

“You have the kindest heart, Camlo.”
Apollo said.

“You should really spend more time
Together.” Ceres then said, leaning to him.

“I’m patient.” He responded.

“Oh yes, that’s enough.” She smiled.

“Will you ever then be kinder to me?”
Apollo laughed.

“Of course.” She answered. Then silence.

Apollo simply shook his head and
Laughed quietly as he led them on. Soon,
They came upon louder noises…as a
Wagon came up the path. It had 4
Wheels and was full of people, men
And women laughing. They appeared unkempt
And ugly, groping each other. But what
Was most strange, was the wagon
Was being pulled by two big strong
Looking men in chains, barely dressed…
And their spirits seemed beaten as
Their heads were held low.

“Why are those two men pulling that
Wagon full of degenerates?” Ceres asked
As they paused to watch them pass.

Apollo fought to find words. “They
Have different ways here.”

One of the men on the wagon jumped
Up as all the passengers began to
Leer at the strangers. He pointed to
Apollo. “Hey Stranger, I will give you
A good slap of this if you pull my
Wagon for me.”

Ceres leaned to Apollo. “He’s amusing.
Look Apollo, he appreciates your legs.
Perhaps you take up his offer
And appease the natives. Show him
Your legs.”

Apollo smirked at her and ignored the man.
“He would not appreciate how great
They are.”

“Of course not,” Ceres smiled, “He’s
Intoxicated.”

As the wagon moved on, the passengers
Continued to leer…and call out. “Come
Stranger, show us your skin…” Then
A woman cried out. “I want to see
The bitch naked first.”

Ceres immediately shot her a hateful
Stare. “I hope a wolf eats her.”

“Kindness Ceres.” Apollo laughed.

“I said one wolf.” She returned.

Apollo held out his arm for them to move
On. “We should walk and get to
This flower fast now.”

As they neared the city, Ceres
Grew visibly more disgusted with the
Noises and the smells. “What is it
About this place and their environments?
Do they care about nothing around
Them at all? It appears as if the
World around them is for reckless wastes.”

“It is a juvenile world.” Apollo simply
Said. “They will learn eventually.”

With each step closer to Sodom, more
And more people appeared, and each
Gawked with awe quickly at these handsome
New strangers. Many even stopped and
Stared with gaping jaws admiring them.

“This is uncomfortable.” Ceres whispered.
“Their thoughts are too clear…
These people have an obsessive disposition.”

“Have nothing to learn?” Camlo innocently
Said.

“I rather like it.” Apollo laughed. “It is
Very…revealing.”

“Of course you would.” Ceres rolled her eyes.
“Reflections preoccupy you.”

As they moved on, even more
People began to linger…in groups, to stare
At them. The young, the old…men,
Women…The men in particular were
Becoming very vocal with comments;
Nothing subtle was said. Then suddenly
A man appeared, somewhat different
Behaving than the rest. His look of awe
Was more reverent, and he seemed more
Struck with awe than lust; yet lust
Was still there. “My Lords, I am
Grateful for your presence…But you
Should not be here in Sodom. This
Place is not for you.”

“We have come to see your city,”
Apollo said proudly, appearing very noble;
Ceres laughed at his demeanor. “We
Seek simply a small thing…”

The Man bowed his heads before them,
For it was clear they were not like
Mortal men. “My name is Lot, My
Lords…I beg you…Please take rest
And share an evening meal in my home.
This place is beneath you. I fear for you.”

“He speaks Truth.” Ceres said eyeing the
Crowd growing around them. “These people
Are quite below-“

Apollo raised his hand to interrupt her.
“Thank you, but we are not here for
Long. We seek something in the center
Of your city.”

“No, My Lords,” Lot said, “You can not
Go there…Not now, they are preparing
For the festival tonight…You can not- “

“Festival?” Ceres exclaimed. “What are
They celebrating, how disgusting they are?”

Apollo winced. “We seek brief passage only.”

“Please, My Lords, you must come to my
Home,” Lot begged. “You must.”

Ceres pointed to the growing crowd
Around them. “Those men are waving
Their genitals freely at us, and those
Women…their breasts…Has someone
Taken all restraint from them? These
People have no manners at all…even
For primitives- “

“As I have said, My Lords,” Lot told
Them, “This place is not for you.”

“Yet you stay here?” Ceres asked. “Why?”

“I am a tradesman,” Lot said to the
Strangers woman; only the men were
Recognized by title. “I aid in supplying
Them with the herbs and wines
They need, that is all…Please, you
Must come with me.”

“Do you know of this red flower that
Grows in the hills above?? Camlo asked.
“That is what we seek.”

“The passions flower that appeals the
Senses?” Lot answered. “Yes, I deal
With it. My Lords seek it?” He seemed
Surprised, but smiled.

“Yes, we would be grateful if you could
Find some for us.” Apollo smiled
As he stroked his robe. “Then we
Will be on our way.”

Ceres eyed the crowd then raised her
Eyebrow to Apollo. “The crowd is growing
Quite aroused. Those men are particularly
Taken with you. Are you enjoying this?
This is becoming revolting.” She then
Took sight of a small group nearby
Fondling a donkey strangely as they
Watched her. Their minds swelled
With a sick lust, and she sensed it
Clearly…She heard a dog bark and
Cry as she noticed some of the crowd
To begin in sexual acts in public;
Many enjoying this. Then the images
Filled her mind of what these people
Thought, had done…and planned to
Do. “This is unbelievable, this
Behavior…Is that man chasing a dog…
For?” And she gasped. “With
Animals? Dear God…This is
Outrageous…I have heard of these
Extremes, but to see it…This is
Horrifying!” She turned to Apollo fast.
“And you knew this?”

Apollo would not meet her eyes. “It’s
Different for them here. You must
Ignore it…Now.”

“Ignore it?” Ceres grew angry. “How
Can I?”

And then a dark-skinned man emerged
Strutting from the crowd with his
Wife. They were both dressed lavishly
With a horde of followers adoring
Them, even caressing their every
Move. “So, it is true,” The
Apparent leader said with the voice
Of a great orator, “Such handsome
New Strangers to my city…
You do Please the Eyes as
The People told me!” He laughed.

“That one is disgusting.” Ceres
Growled. “His manner, his voice,
His mind…Even his face…The
Large round eyes, expressive and
Indulging…His wide mouth, he speaks
Impressively and boasts too much…
Clever by his forehead, but his
Modest jaw and nose do not support
His ways…What a conniver. Someone
Put him in his position for plotting
Others schemes.”

“Ceres, now you speak too much.”
Apollo said. “Save this for discussion
Later.”

A little boy then appeared, barely
Dressed…very innocent and bright eyed,
Blond – like the strangers. His innocence
Did not match the people at all. He
Walked up to Ceres, barely 5 years old
And with a tiny voice said, “You are so
Pretty. This for you.” Then he handed
Her…a flower.

Ashe knelt and stroked his cheek and
Took the flower. “Thank you.” She
Fussed over his innocence so, “He is
So sweet, I wish I could take him
Home. He doesn’t belong here.”

Camlo dashed forward. “That’s the
Flower! May I?” He bent to Ceres
To take it and she handed it to him.

“The Fool bends over for us.” The
Leader bellowed. “Quick, some
Man take the gift.”

Camlo stood up with a confused
Look only staring at the flower. “But
This is the flower I wanted, don’t
They have more?”

Apollo winced. “I am sure there are
Plenty, Camlo…I believe he refers
To something else.”

“Come now Stranger, strip for me.”
The leader pointed. “We will have
You tonight…you shall be the prize
Of the festival, everyone will enjoy.”
The crowd roared. He pointed for
Someone to take the little boy away…

“Where are they taking him?” Ceres
Stood viciously unnerved. “These people
Are revolting.”

“He is for the festival tonight… “Lot
Said… “For the Drink of the Gods.”

“What?” Ceres exclaimed, she did
Not like how that sounded at all.

“Ceres…” Apollo said firmly.

Then the leader’s wife stepped
Forward with a group of women eyeing
Ceres. “She is not so fair at all…
The crowd shall take her and
Spoil her pretty face with their
Wine and seed. I can’t wait to hear
Her scream. Look at her hair,” She
Arrogantly pulled at Ceres golden hair
Then and yanked it hard between
Her fingers. “Cut some of it off for me.”

A fast reflex, Ceres slapped the
Woman hard across the face…leaving
A hand print on her skin.
“Garbage, you keep your hands
To yourself and your mouth shut.”

“Now Ceres…” Apollo grew nervous

“She hit me!” The woman cried
And wailed like an infant. “Husband,
Kill her!”

Apollo gasped, then Ceres appeared
To growl. “Try it devil and you
Will never see light again.” Rage
Filled her. “These people are a menace,
No sense nor reason, but their own
Fits of lust to consume them. They
Speak and make the animals look
The wisest…This place is hell. Who
Would tolerate this?” She turned
To Apollo. “Do something! OR I
Will…”

Apollo thought fast but held his
Patience somehow. He knew these
Peoples ways, unfortunately…but also
Knew the laws they must abide no
Matter what…But once Ceres was
Mad, all hell in fact could break loose…
“Forgive these offers, but we are only
Passersby on a simple Quest…I
Suggest you forget for now and
Back away…Think of other things,
Of your deeds, of what you do
And must…give them a second
Thought…” He was imparting
A will upon the crowd to distract
Them for now. Rage was growing fast.

“Forgive?” Ceres growled. “Liar! They
Are revolting here in Sodomy. Do
Something…”

“Think on it,” Apollo told them…
“Appease the anger fast…Or
Judgement will fall…there are forces
At work beyond your control…”

And the crowd backed away…for now.

To be continued…

Valiant.

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=97326

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 14APR2018

 

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (14  April 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 Sleep Passenger…

To Sleep is like the Simple Hope
To Find Forgiveness and Recovery
For the Past Day…
For all the things I tried to do, did do,
And all the things that I couldn’t…
To Recharge…

Only to Awake again feeling anxious
To do it all over again…
Distracted by the Newness of Another
Day…with plans and ambitions…
Always seeming to forget where you
Left off…And often confused by
The ceaseless mind and the Dreams
The Night brought…
Sometimes ridiculous, crazy or dumb…
sometimes frightening or mysterious…
Dreams often mean more than
Anything we know.
Fight the Reason and just believe it…
Analyze it, but keep it a secret…
Because your peers will crush you
If a Dream tells more than they
Can handle…

Laugh it off and forget, though
Someone is always secretly making
Notes…Schemes never end,
And Dreams do a lot more than
We like…

Weary and exhausted by the end
Of just one day…Crumble into
Bed…hopeful…in a sacred space…
Nothing can invade. Or can it?
For the Powers above, the Physical Laws of
Sleep…can be very vulnerable, or
Miraculous…

But it’s always the same, you
Close your eyes and wait for
The thinking to stop and the silence
To come…
And the Master of this Time
Returns…And the Voices come…
Dear Sandman…Give me a Dream,
Make me forget what I don’t
Want to remember, and tell me
What I need to know…

And like a Trance, the First Voices
Come…’Give in, Don’t Fight it…
You need it, you want it, you
Deserve it…Who cares about anyone
Else? You First…They can wait…’

But I don’t feel that way, and
The Fight and Questions start…
And then it’s like some Demon
Comes tormenting with self-doubt
And pity…Analyze, criticize…
Then the worry…And the Pusher
Persists…’Give in, give in…Worry,
About it later…It’s your time now.’

Over and over the patterns persist…
As if something has invaded Dreams.
And then you see it, see them…
Countless people floating in an
Ethereal plane of Energy
Subject to similar voices, and
Images…and wishes…

No wonder the world is so messed
Up! They don’t remember…There
Is something more going on here.
A test, a trial of the Mind, the
Heart, the Soul…In Dreams?
A Battle few ever seem to win…
Because they Forget…
And it’s the Forgetting that
Destroys things.

But on those rare nights…Undefinable,
When maybe the Spirit or the
Heart roars like a Lion…
That a powerful Dream comes,
Or Something much more…
A Breakthrough! Inspiring…

And a rare but familiar voice returns
‘Listen to Me,’ He says from
The shadows hidden…
Careful as not to draw the attention
Of the Programmer…

‘Here I Am again, and you have
To listen…Don’t hear that
Other voice now, that’s not for you.
It serves its purpose…Just move
On.’ Then a cascade of light
Breaks the pulse of that floating
Trap where all others go…
And something kinder comes,
More peaceful and serene…like
A garden…or simply laying
In your bed with this stranger
Sitting beside you talking to you
And smiling.

‘Do you remember me?’ He asks, waits
For the nod then continues. ‘It’s confusing
I know…but this has reason here. You
Know that now…So many questions,
They never end…But all you need to know
Is…You become what you need
To become. It’s different for everyone.
Each has their own journey to make.
But you must continue…and not let
Them distract you… Our deal, remember?

‘Relentless…this tide, the way things
Must go…’ He says. ‘For better
Prospects. Some have more meaning than
Others, that’s just the way it is. And
The right one…at the right time can
Change a lot, even though it may not
Seem so. Be it words, actions or simple
Deeds, it can mean much more. Now
If you can break this cycle of forgetting
That can make a big difference…
Distractions and Forgetting are powerful
Simple weapons…That is the message
To send. Do not forget your goals or
Dreams, hold them higher. Make something
Happen with them. For some dreams
Have more magic than others. Share the
Magic…but keep the rest quiet…It
Will make sense in time. If you can
Fulfill that…great things will come.
I know it sounds far too simple,
Just think about it, what I said.
Just think about it.’
And then he’s gone again…for he, or
She to return another night…sooner,
Later…But still they always return. And
Sometimes bearing forthcoming warnings,
Yay.

Many people will argue that nothing
Is written in stone, that there is no
Such thing as fate…But still I had
These visitors in dreams that ALWAYS
Knew things to come…How? If it
Wasn’t written how could they know?
It never made any sense…A quest
To ignore it, deny it for years…
Fighting it…Always to return to
One simple answer. Face it.

I try my best to keep that promise,
But I fought it. Somehow it got
A little better over time…It took
A lot of practice though.

And when they didn’t come, there
Was this strange light sometimes…
And in the light, there was a Lion…
And much later, Lion Men. In dark
Times, torn and confused, The Lion
Always said, ‘Follow Me.’ And I
Would until everything became engulfed
In a blinding white light.

Even now, in troubled times, when
I’m having a hard time…A Lion
Always appears in some form, and
I always follow the Lion.

The Trumpets will blow at the siege
Of a Dark and Turbulent Time…
The Seasons will make no sense as
Nature prepares for great changes.
People will splinter in countless
Guided directions…fooled by a digital
Wonderland of lies they proclaim
To understand…endlessly…
The Minds trapped within the
Artificial maze will fall right into
It again and again. No reasoning
Otherwise, they are experts on everything.

Go quietly and humbly in the ways
You learned…to each their own…
But I will always follow the Lion…
The Lion Men will fare the best…
Few will know what this means. But
I have a feeling they know now.

Valiant.

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=96873

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 7APR2018

 

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (7  April 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…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.

To view now, click:

Valiant.

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=95901

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.

source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=95456

 

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.

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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.