Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…Night Contacts…

*song* Disturbia by Rihanna

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You could say that.”

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

“You know why.”

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

“What is an Hour Glass?” Rana asked.

“A measure of time…”

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

“You can’t be serious?”

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

“But some do understand…”

“Some…” Brishan nodded…once.

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

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

“I have to try.”

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

“Told to do?”

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

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

“Why?”

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

“Truly something to think about.”
Rana said.

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

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

“But you said peace was the way before?”

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

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

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

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

“We told you why.” Rana responded.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Some? Just some?”

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

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

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

Valiant

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

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 14OCT2017

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

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

The Universe brought me back.

Falling leaves

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

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

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

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

Have all a nice Sunday.

 

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Rana simply laughed, end transmission.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Mountain Lion?” Eyes to the Sky
Asked…

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

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

“What do we do?” The boy asked.

“Wait…” Night Bird said…

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=85032

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 7OCT2017

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

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…The Star Page Report…

In the Coming Months, these Posts will be
Abbreviated, as necessary, to accommodate
Time and messages. Sometimes there will
Be stories…Sometimes Artwork…And
Others there will be a more abrupt type
Outline called The Star Page Reports.
With information as received. I understand
That people have limited time, while others
Prefer more detailed stories…I hope this works
For both. Thank You.

The Star Page Report…Autumn…2017

Overview…Varence: While the common myth
Is that most hope to awake one day to
Perfection, that is not how it works…
Everything is a matter of time and effort.
You receive what you give. While Dreams may
Not manifest overnight…There is in fact
The possibility of waking one day and
Knowing which road or path to take to get
There…At any moment the choices can
Be made for attaining that goal.

Earth Analysis: We understand the reasons
Of explanation…However, the correct answer or
Response should be…These are Planetary changes,
Not climate change…The weather accommodates this.

Population: Politics and Entertainment distractions
Are irrelevant. Coordinated efforts toward
Health and better living and Peace should be
The overall Focus without anger.

Health: As per Damara…More nuts and
Fresh fruits…Apples. Uncooked vegetables…
Garlic and Onions. Less Optic Nerve Entertainment
And more soft Instrumental Auditory Stimulation.
Physical Activity Wellness at least 1 hour a day.

Auditory Suggestions: No Screaming, or
Loud offensive sound disturbances.

Ceres Suggestions: Stop abusing the Animals,
They are entirely too kind…they really should
Be taught less patience and more to bite back.

Spiritual: (Evangella) In the Universe
Spirituality is diverse and respected for
Its Faith and Enlightenment. All manners
Of Faith have their equal value. Why
Should one surpass any other. If Faith
Is used as a weapon against other people
Or religions…then it has lost its
Virtue and true purpose as a religion.

Brishan’s Overview: While stories serve
Their purpose…Sometimes the message
Must be made short, as perceptions
And reasons vary…the meaning of a
Message is often lost by opinions.
In nations across the stars, principles
Are held as differently as their people.
In a space so vast with life, how can
One view reflect them all? Often times
The best exchange is shared by telling
Stories, experiences…not by technology.
Knowledge and its appreciation comes
Slowly over time…When things move too
Fast they are difficult to appreciate
And control…and often self-destruct.

In managing relations of diversity, you
Can not force interaction nor integration,
The best examples of unity come through
Volunteers as they provide eager understanding.
With regards to different communities,
Until there is an eager understanding
Shared by all…separate safe
Communities are always the best measure.
Safety and comfort should always be
Provided this way, and should start with the
Home…Not a forced menagerie of different
Individuals…
Absolutely preserve and protect individual
Rights, but never force them side by
Side in mass.
Again, true unity and wellness for
All, as well as justice comes from
Eager understanding, patience, respect
And kindness.
The one shouting the loudest is not
Always the most deserving to be
Heard…They simply are shouting
The loudest, or in other words they
Are simply shouting.

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=84542

 

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 30SEP2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (30 September 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…The Shadow People…and Mothman…

*song* “Alone” by Heart

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Cw1ng75KP0

There are lots of stories of things that go
Bump in the night…of strange creepy feelings
You can’t explain…or when things just seem
Off somehow. No matter to what extent
You experience these things, the fact remains
A lot of people share these feelings and
Experiences…and absolutely some do more than
Others…it’s not a contest, it just happens.
The worst thing about these experiences is
That they are so hard to talk about…

People share these stories quietly, in whispers
With friends or family over lunch or dinner…
Over the internet, in email or private
Messages. To talk about them openly in
Public is risky…because of the wide eyed
Looks you get from people that overhear.
Stop worrying about these people and
What they think…they never notice
Anything unless it’s about themselves.

I’ve had all kinds of friends from Hollywood
To Wall Street, to Washington…And the
Conversation is always mainstream…headlines,
Gossip, what’s trending…safe, boring, shallow,
Dumb…Their perceptions still amaze me…
They depend on others for information…and
If the power ever went out…They would only
Wait and wait and wait and wait…For
It to come back on.

Those beliefs cripple the world. Talk to your
Friends,, please…Share your experiences…and
Don’t laugh at them…That is how you break
The binds of traditional obscene denial. There
Is a lot more to life than mainstream beliefs.
Churches would NOT have been around
For ages if the supernatural, the ethereal and
Heavenly powers did not exist.

And the Light came…the two of them
Sitting in their chairs…His face proud,
Chiseled, wise and serious. Her face,
Radiant, bright and beautiful. What a
Pair they made together.

“So I’m supposed to discuss Now?” I asked
Them. “About these Shadow people and
Mothman…again?”

Varence nodded, pointing to the notebook. “you
Do this for timely reasons. Everything is
Precise. You keep doing it until the point is
Made clear.”

“How long will that be?”

“Until he says so.” Varence grinned. “Until
I tell you to.”

“Such compelling instruction.” Ceres sighed
Beside him, watching him with this strange
Expression, as if she was amazed he could
Speak. “Words to wait for…What’s next,
Another epic tale? A Poem?”

Varence gave her a cross look, apparently
They had reached a new silent
Understanding. “Now I’m going to ask
You some questions.” He said to me. “For
You to tell me some stories.”

“Me? What could I tell you that you
Don’t know?”

“For the notebook.” He pointed. “Now
Please –“

“Please?” Ceres interrupted. “He’s being
Polite. Cherish the moment. Write that
Down.”

Varence rolled his eyes and continued. “In
Previous messages there was a subject of
Interest…significant, very often…The Shadow
People, Mothman. These dreams that you
Have detailed. There were more?”

“Well. Yeah. I could not write that
All down at once…That would take a
Novel in itself. Most of the stories would,
I have to condense it down.”

“Well, then,” Varence gestured wide with
A simple nod and smile. “Let us
Elaborate further and see if there is
Anything currently relevant.”

“I can’t write that all down…”

“I’ll direct the questions.” He said. “You
Just write as best you can…These Shadow
People; This Mothman…You and others
Have seen this, experienced it for long?”

“I have…And I know others have, but I
Don’t know to what extent in others…It varies
A lot from person to person…But it does
Seem in respect…hereditary…I know of
At least 1, her family has seen them
For generations…And I think there
Are at least 3 others, but with them
It is sporadic, not consistent…” I
Had to ask. “Do you see them” Do
Others see them where you are from?”

“There is nothing like that where we
Are from.” Ceres answered sharply. “These…
Things…are not of the physical as you
Know…They are primarily an aspect
Of more chaotic worlds…without strict
Protocols to ward them off.”

“Strict protocols?”

“Standard, yes.” Varence replied. “To avoid
Such problems. They are most commonly
Drawn to chaos…To those seeking
Power, magic…To those who wish to
Fulfill darker desires, especially those
Unaware or in denial of these darker
Beings. I am not saying that it
Is their fault…but still, the point
Will become clear over time.
Now please, could you share
With us, more about the Shadow
People?” He pointed to the notebook
Again. “I believe it will make
Very good sense now…the timing…
The First story that comes to mind…”

“I had this friend who has seen
Them many times…She had lots of
Stories about them. Not only she saw
Them, but her whole family did. But
They never talked about it with
Anyone…When I discussed it with
Her and shared stories…we seemed to
Agree that discussing them…seemed
To attract their attention. That queasy
Feeling would grow…a nervous tingle…
It felt like you were being watched
When you were alone and no one was
There…

And there were other aspects they seemed
To have, an affect on people…like, it
Brought out the worst in them…anger,
Hostility, a short temper, insensitivity,
Selfishness…then worst traits… All the time…
And then afterwards, there would be
This feeling of hopelessness, and
Loneliness that would not go away.
No matter how hard you tried you
Could not shake it…it was a cycle
That would repeat over and over…
You would see things in the shadows
For no reason…Paranoia, hostility
And frustration would follow…and
Then misery…over and over…

Friends at parties would do dumb
Things…hold seances, play with
Ouija boards…they were always
Trying to trigger something supernatural
Or psychic…but all that would
Really come…were these Shadow
People…and they would fight over
Dumb stupid things for no reason…
A lot of jealousy and just nasty
Stuff…and then a lot of self-pity
And crying. I always had to leave
The room or the party…If you don’t
Take part in these things…follow what
Your friends are doing, they criticize
And attack you…that’s peer pressure.
And if the Shadow People are seen
It’s even worse…

It always looked like someone else
Was in the corner, in the shadows…
Or in the mirrors…a lot of strange
Stuff happened with mirrors, like they
Would fill with smoke or fog for no
Reason…I would always see something
And want to leave…but it’s like
Everyone else liked it and wanted
More…But they got strange and
Nasty…and strangely very very
Hormonal…I used to think it was
Mostly younger people that suffered
This…But now I know better, it’s
Everywhere…No matter who or
Where…Religious people seem more
Sensitive to it…And very successful
People are most often completely
Oblivious to it…They seem and
Immediately launch into denial, always.
I know of a few creepy stories,
Very intense with one friend where
She and her husband, who was
A strict nonbeliever, both saw
A Shadow Person very clear…and
It really scared him bad.

They had this big house,
With a master bedroom that had
This master bathroom attached
With a short hallway…One night,
Seemingly very normal…She was in
The bathroom getting ready for bed…
He was in bed reading…She said
She kept feeling she wasn’t alone
In the bathroom, she would see
Something in the corner of her eye,
Thought it was her husband and
Start to talk to him…then
He would call out from the bedroom,
‘Who are you talking to?’

But she swore he was right there
With her…So then she turned off
The light, went down the little
Hall…heard a noise…turned
Around…and there was a…man?
A shadowy figure standing a few
Feet away watching her in the
Bathroom! She screamed, ran to
The bedroom…her husband jumped
Up ready for a confrontation…ran
To the bathroom…But no one was
There…They checked and checked…
No one was there. They checked
The house…nothing…Then went
To bed, discussing it of course…

Then as they were in bed talking…
They saw the shadow again! They
Both saw it…walking around in
The bathroom, a shadowy figure!
Her husband got angry, again ran
Into the bathroom ready to fight…
But when he went into the bathroom
And turned on the light…No one
Was there!

He got angry, he could not
Understand, they argued about
It…he turned off the light, they
Went back to bed. It happened
Again. This kept happening. They
Found nothing. Eventually they
Went to sleep with the light on
Because he insisted it was
Ridiculous…He could not wrap his
Mind around it…

She made it clear…This was NOT
A ghost, she had seen those. This
Was a shadow. It had no features,
Only a black form…with a very
Powerful sense of a stare, and a
Real darkness about it. She
Fought with her husband about it,
He refused to believe it was
Anything…They fought a lot about
It…I remember she clearly
Said it made them both short
Tempered very fast…and very
Miserable afterwards. She even cried.
There were other nights they
Continued to see the Shadow Person
In the bathroom, walk around then
Stop and watch them…sometimes it
Made noises at them, like a hiss. I
Should add here, this was new house,
Brand new, built for them…and no ghostly
Activity in the area, she checked with
Her neighbors…she and her husband
Fought about this, but in time, he grew
Impatient and just ignored it and denied
It and it stopped.

Her family has a history of seeing these
Shadow People, very obvious like that…
Anger, misery and hopelessness followed
It…we discussed it at length.

I had other friends who saw Shadow
People, none quite so vividly. I used to
See them too, up until December 31st, 1999…
And the Angel. Everyone reported the
Same thing…Anger in the house,
Hostility, short tempers…bad luck, things
Were moved, sometimes…Sometimes there
Were illnesses, injuries…A lot of
Depression, misery…hopelessness…and a
Lot of confusion on how to handle it.
Most went to church, or prayed or something
Like that…

“What are they?” I asked them. “Do you
Have any suggestions? Does this have
Something to do with current times?”

Ceres looked to Varence, he was the one
Who observed civilization. With a serious
Expression hen thought carefully before
Answering. “There is no simple way of
Answering this…But we observed them…
And they do manifest at critical times…
Throughout history. They are more active
Then, it appears to drive circumstances
To extremes. Very few are aware of them,
Those that are, react with quiet fear…Most
Just grow angry, hostile…There is no
Reasoning with them…They are of the
Darker aspect of dimensional beings…They
Push it…They appear to be foot soldiers,
Always trying to tip the scales to
Favor the dark…But you can resist
Them. What your friends husband
Was good, in part, deny they have power
Over you…command them out. But you
Must also work to control yourself. Prayer
Is very good for that…

But for those that are consumed by the
Dark of the shadows, so much that they
Can not control themselves…it is best to
Avoid them…and hope the shadows will
Release them. Focus on making the rage
Stop…Focus on calmer things…and
Surround yourselves with others of the same,
There is strength in that.” He appeared
Solemn, strange for him…but hopeful.
“Now, what about this other…creature,
This Mothman?”

“Oh yeah, there’s an easy topic!”

“Go on, please, tell it for them.” Ceres said.

“It was years ago…I thought I
Explained this once before? In the
Spring…The Spring and Fall months
Seem to be the most supernatural
For me…”

I was having these dreams, at
Least I think they were dreams. It
Started with a restless sleep…I
Would dream that my television would
Suddenly come on in the middle
Of the night and wake me up…and
It was the news, news broadcasts…
I was always like…huh?
But it was never current news, I
Don’t know, it was years ago…
But it was mostly about severe
Weather and the climate…like it
Was happening…somewhere for real
Right there. There were a few
Separate scenarios of this…It
Would terrify me, then, I would jump
Out of bed, turn off the TV and
Run through the house in a panic…
And when I did this…out of
The corner of my eye, I would see
This THING…watching me, with
Big glowing red eyes…

And it had this awful eerie voice.
It kept taunting me, urging me
To look at it/, “Look at me…” It
Kept saying, I will never forget that
Voice…But yet, when I saw this
Thing in dreams…Another
Very powerful voice would come,
Telling me, no matter what…
Do NOT look at that creature
In the face…something about it
Taking souls…possession? So
What is it?”

“Another creature of the Dark powers,
To push, or guide, the very relevant
To your now. Pay attention to
Your dreams, tell others the same.”
Varence said.

“But what does it want?”

He looked at Ceres, then calmly
Said. “It…they…are drawn to
People with heightened senses…To feed
Off them, what they see and what
They know…they are also drawn to
Critical times…we have observed
Them…These beings are stronger…
Stay strong in your beliefs and you
Can keep them away.”

“Please understand, it is important to
Note these things and be AWARE
Of them at critical times…In order
To fight these Dark Forces your
Greatest weapon is to be aware of
Them…Fear the ignorant ones
More than others in critical times. They
Will only lead you into darkness…
Always be aware of where the
Shadows dwell…Always.

You Need to let this be acknowledged
Before we continue with Stories…Shed
Light on it…and the Light will grow.”

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=84151

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 23SEP2017

Image Source: http://www.carolhummel.com/

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (23 September 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…THE ANCIENT MASTERS of Atlantis…

*song* “Standing in the Darkness” by Alias

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hEb0bRErgwI

Back and Forwards are all the Same.
They always seem to tell the same stories
On One Timeline…Until the Rhythm breaks
And lessons must be learned…Again?

History may navigate different eras,
But the attitudes always seem the same.
Is that the Nature of the Human race
Then? What is Time meant to tell?
The Light, the pulse…Varence blinked and
Winked and cocked his eyebrow. “To impart
A story must have some meaning, some
Intention…without that it’s useless. The
Best things learned are always timely…They
Have to be.” He grinned. “Maybe some
Things we shared were misread earlier…
They are all connected you know. We put
Them in order very carefully.”

“Please note he said…We.” Ceres added
Enthusiastically as she sat to his right
Elegantly sitting straight with her hands
Holding her knees.

Varence casually turned to her and cleared
His throat. “Before we begin…Ceres, may
I have a glass of water?”

She half turned to meet his eyes. “What
Are you asking me for? Of course you can…
Go get it yourself…am I your servant?
You cannot walk and talk at the same
Time?”

A bizarre moment as their expressions exchanged…
Something. I’m not sure really what it was…but
It was funny to watch.

“Ah, never mind,” He smiled; was that a joke?
“Let’s begin…Remember, just write it
Simply…no excessive detail…”

“Oh…” Ceres smiled, she nearly laughed, “He
Said simply…RUN.”

He rolled his eyes…and then began…

“Back…roll it back again to the time. Back…
And here, on this world it was a different
Time, a lost age of civilizations. Words and
Schools had the same meaning then…they
Only want to delight in holding knowledge
Over others…what a prized perception…

But it was not like the world you know…
It was bright and shining with cities and
Manmade things everywhere, as far as the
Eye could see…Towns and estates did
Exist, but like the cities they caged nature,
Tamed it, fenced it and tried to erase
Its wildness as much as possible to make
Everything seem as controlled as possible…
Now ignore the aspects of their society,
Their culture…the different lands of the
People that spread across continents…
They varied as much as they do to your time
Currently…But they were as divided as
They were diverse…Their opinions, their
Physical characteristics pulled them in
Different directions, as much did their
Cravings…Their gender, and their desires.
Many worlds are like this however
Throughout the stars, remember that…For
Where there is life that builds civilization
There is always one thing…pride. And with
Pride, there are always those elite themselves
To control things.

But upon this world, in your long ago…
In the world you never knew…
There was a power unlike any present
On Earth. One that stood above the leaders
To aid and guide them…And fix their
Mistakes…It was called many names
With great reverence, but primarily known
As…The House of the Ancient Masters.

The Ancient Masters rose as an order
Of the best of men and women. They were
First taught by the Last of The Lion Men
That existed on Earth…
For those unfamiliar with The Lion Men,
Here briefly, I will tell you…They were a
Magnificent, powerful race of beings, resembling
More strongly Lions that you know but walking
On 2 legs…towering between 9 and 12
Feet Tall. Their race was eradicated by
The Dark Empire…Their women taken,
Removed and sterilized…Separation of the
Sexes is the first step of the Conquerors
In sabotaging a race…
But The Lion Men were majestic, in form
Of mind, body and spirit…possessing
Extraordinary psychic powers. They were
Noble and good…Far above the reckless
Hormonal indulgent humans of the First
Earth…And so they served as great
Counselors of virtue…They created the
First Temple Divine…A house of religious
Worship…one that respected Nature…They
Were very alone in their thinking then.
But The Lion Men saw great potential in
Humans, they always have…A story
For another time, but suffice to say it
Is a destiny of Two races Forever connected.

But as I said, The Lion Men saw great
Potential in humans…and so sought
To Teach humans, on the First Earth…Their
Ways of balance and living…to instill
A more noble belief system. They selected
The Best of the Best of human students
As apprentices…To become what
Would be called The Ancient Masters.

They selected human students that
Excelled in multiple talents…Art, Music,
Poetry…Those with insightful minds. Those
That were well shaped and of good
Physical skill…They had to be able to
Think and move with equal good measure.
The Lion Men were never fond of
Laziness or those that slept all the time.
Their beliefs were simple…And still are…
If you are going to be of value, then
You must demonstrate, possess and
Exercise great talents, great control and
Great virtue to become a Master.

And The House, or The Temple as it
Was also known, of the Ancient Masters
Became the very embodiment of this.
It existed and grew by the strictest
Of a code of ethics, no exceptions. They
Built their schools across the world…
Very separate from the cold urban
Fortresses of cities, and they kept
Their gates closed, and never let in
Anyone that strayed from their
Beliefs and teachings. The world saw
Them as far too elite, far too strict
And rigid…And yet they sought their
Counsel endlessly…For advice on all
Their problems. How interesting, don’t you
Think?

Over time, The House of the Ancient Masters
Grew and grew, and as the Time of The Lion
Men ended…and the last of this majestic
Race vanished from Earth…Their human
Students took over and carried on their
Teachings.

In the Early Days there were always 5,
5 to lead, 5 to heed…5 like the 5 points
Of a star, a crown…The fingers of the hand…
The form of sentient beings…A head, two
Arms, two legs…5…with an order of
7 to do their deeds and 1 above them
All to rule…13…13 like the phases
Of the moon, they made to balance the
Seasons and rotations of the Earth. 13…

And to balance the elements of life and
The forces of nature…together with the
Lion Men, The Ancient Masters forged
13 Crystal Skulls to hold all the knowledge
That they knew of creation…under
Heaven, of the Universe, to preserve
Knowledge so that nothing would ever be
Lost or abused or forsaken ever…

At the head of the order was Astopheles, the
Wisest and greatest of all in Form of
Mind, body, and spirit…He was ageless,
Appearing immortal…no one could
Determine his age upon sight…they
Only knew he was the First, and
Most powerful taught by The Lion Men.

Below Astopheles sat…Melora, great
Priestess of the East, of the sisters
Divine…The embodiment of the First Eves.
Then Jarenth…The Elder of the Brothers
Of Light, prime of the embodiment of
The First Adams, like Astopheles…
Then Xan and the Priestess known
As The Scarlett Shaman, also of the
Sisters Divine…who acted as
Administrator of the House of the
Ancient Masters…responsible for
Recruiting and disciplining all students
Of their school. Only these 5 will
Be discussed here.

It was upon the Eve of one of
The last summer moons that Astopheles
Sat in his Office of the Temple with
His respective Crystal Skull, the Skull
Of divination, which sat above all
Other Skulls…He was reviewing
Requests by the world leaders for
Counsel as current political unrest was
Troubling them. The people were in
A constant state of wanting more…
But if that were never enough, a
New age of reason and excitement
Had come upon the world…First
Contact had been made with an
Alien race…And at last all the
World had hoped to find the answers…
Answers as to their origins…Where
Had the First Adams and Eves
Come from…When, why, how? The
Questions were limitless…They only
Knew what The Great Lion Men had
Taught them…That they had escaped
Oppression and slavery from a Dark
Empire…and their true home was far
Far away across the Universe…beyond
The reaches of their science to chart…
It was a very hungry time…

Astopheles, a powerfully built tall man,
Was handsome as the First Adams were
Well known to be…he had long silvery
Gray blond hair and blue eyes with
A short-trimmed beard…and by
Current standards appeared to be about
35 years old…but in truth his age
Numbered in the hundreds of years,
Perhaps thousands. No one knew his
Real age, he just seemed to always be
There.

As he sat staring into the Master
Skull, Melora entered…She too was
Tall and beautiful, fair of beauty and
Dark of skin, like the 1st Eves of
Earth…with long dark brown hair that
Was braided with shiny gold and blue
Beads…and gold eyes. Her Crystal Skull
Was known as The Skull of the Great
Waters, The Waters of Intuition…She
Entered Astopheles chamber office vexed and
Concerned but still kind; she was
Always calmly composed. “May I
Enter?” She asked.

“Enter.” Astopheles waved from his
Great marble desk. He already sensed
Her mood was grim.

“The senate is insisting again
For an audience.” Melora said,
Adjusting her long reddish purple gown.
“The people of Atlantis are demanding
More voice…Especially with their
Living styles…as well as news about
The new visitors from the stars…which
Continually remain in seclusion with
World leaders mysteriously. When can
I give them an answer?”

“Everyone wants to live like the
Wealthy citizens of Arcadia!” Astopheles
Bellowed., “The great pleasure city
Never ceases to entice the masses,
Everyone wants to live like a king or a
Queen…It never ends, they always
Want more…”

“They insist on the same rights as
Arcadia.” Melora said kindly, “They
Only want better lives…”

“But this is Atlantis not Arcadia…no
Rights have changed…They are the
Same as they were before. If they
Want to live in Arcadia…Then let
Them move there…” Astopheles groaned.
“Complain, complain…they certainly
Have not lost the right to complain…”

“Shall I use those \words then?”
Melora smiled.

“What words could sooth the state of
Things?” Astopheles said shaking his head.
“They do not want reason…They want
It their way…They always do…And Attan?
Lemuria? What are they asking?”

Melora laughed., “Attan wants the
Secret meeting of the visitors to be
Made public…For open talks and
Sciences to be exchanged…no more
Secrets…” She laughed again.
“And Lemuria is tired of hearing
The world news talk of Atlantis’s
Constant complaining…They want the
People to…shut up.”

“Of course!” Astopheles laughed out loud.
“And so would I! Who doesn’t?” He
Tapped his finger on his desk… “And
What, Arcadia has nothing to complain
About?”

She smiled. “Arcadia wants more rights
To acquire more gold to build bigger
Palaces for their citizens…Their homes
Aren’t big enough…The gold…isn’t
Gold enough.” Melora laughed. “They
Are all complaining about their leaders
Not being good enough for what they
Want to have…”

Again Astopheles simply shook his
Head as he sat at his desk staring
At the Skull of Divination before him.
“The always complain about their
Leaders not being good enough…When,
When are they good enough? They
Always have to blame some ONE
For all their problems…The problems
Were always there…is this new? A
Leader changes and suddenly he is
Solely responsible for all the mess…
If the leaders change tomorrow…then
It’s their fault…and again all the
Blame and excuses shift…Martyrs
Suddenly appear everywhere…They haven’t
Even given this ne a chance…They
Were ready to attack before it began…
Why then should we listen?”

Melora politely smiled, demure and
Kind as always. “They still want counsel…
The people are screaming…The leaders
Cannot appease them…Even the Temples
Of every religion are overflowing with
Worshippers cryi9ngn injustice…hatred…
Rage…No one can remember such
A time…They are calling it, the Last
Days…”

“Of course it’s awful.” Astopheles grew
Angry. “The more people there are, the
More complaints there are, the more
They want…Each voice wants to push
The other out of the way.”

Just then Jarenth, The Scarlett
Shamanness and Xan entered Astopheles
Chamber very frustrated and impatient.
The tall blond Jarenth stepped forward
First, growing angry. “There are citizens
At the Gates of the House threatening
To riot. You should hear the names
They are calling us. What is wrong
With them?”

“There is suffering and there is greed
Everywhere.” The dark skinned and
Beautiful Scarlett Shamanness attested.
“What do you expect? There are
Extremes of luxury and poverty…is
There sense in that?”

“This has been building for ages.” Xan,
A tall, tanned skinned elder said, with
Long dark hair, he very much resembled
A Native American. “Something definitely
Does not feel right…This is no
Immediate descent into madness, it was
Planned a long time ago.”

“Perhaps all civilizations are tested
This way. “Astopheles pondered staring
At the Crystal Skull on his desk intently.
He laughed., “They want justice? Tell
Them to account for their actions…
The abuse they set upon themselves,
The children their peers…The lust,
The laziness…The bloodsports they
Delight in watching…The greed they
Chase…The blatant acceptance of
Misconduct to pursue what they want…
What of Nature…and the world
Around them? What of the great
Herds of beasts that roamed the
World that they slaughtered simply
Because they were in the way?
Does life hold no value? Tell them
To replace what they have taken…
Tell them to learn to care for what
They have taken for granted…Then
I will listen…”

“Not all are so awful…” Melora
Told him. “There are those that do
Love Nature.”

“They are a minority…True, they are
There, but still a minority.” Astopheles
Agreed. “I can think of very few.”

“There is a man building a great Ark,”
Jarenth then said., “He is the talk
Of the streets and taverns…He claims
To have been visited by some mysterious
Visitors…who told him to build a vessel
To save the animals from some catastrophe.”

“Oh?” Astopheles asked with sudden
Interest. “I have not sensed this, why?”

“It is true.” Melora nodded with the
Others.

“That is very interesting.” Astopheles
Said still staring keenly at the Crystal
Skull. “I will explore that further…
That intensely catches my ears…
There is something there I have never
Noticed before.” He leaned forward
Staring further into m the Crystal Skull
For answers. “This is truly an age
Out of control…And age without
Reason, desperate for blame…And
No one is listening, yet so many are
Shouting…why is that? There is NO
ONE person to blame…but there is a
World to blame…And voices From the Stars
Are calling …And Nature is Frothing to
Break Free…I think Nature should
Choose who to listen to…As would the
Heavens…So this Never Happens again…
Let the Skulls choose…And set Destiny Forth…”

Valiant

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…ATLANTIS…

*song* “What to Do” by Alias
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Cv3Fdm1smw&list=RD3Cv3Fdm1smw&index=1

Time and time again…the more time passes,
The more things change
The more they stay then same.
No Fortune Teller, no mystic can challenge this…
But perhaps a miracle can.

When destiny has played its course
A thousand times over, the stars align
To chance reality with a gift…
For those brave enough to chase it…
The will Forges manifestation…
For some it’s stronger than others,
For those that sit and wait…more
Waiting comes…But for those that
Chase a dream…it’s very different…
In the end, One champions all others…

“And here we will write and impart
The next story,” Varence said, as
He leaned forward with an imposing
Serious look. “It is not fiction, nor
Fantasy, only what must be told.
Spare and ignore the fool that calls
It made up…They never pay attention
To anything, however they do provide
Good…distraction.”

“Oh how wonderful.” Ceres groaned with
Her eyes down as she studied her fingernails
With boredom.” He’s going to tell it…I
Thought we agreed only brief discussion?
A brief interaction?” She asked turning
To him.

“You, they agreed.” Varence smiled. “I
Only listened.”

She rolled her eyes., “Of course.” She
Turned to me. “Just write down…The
Idiot speaks…Run…Beckon another…
You won’t like this…There’s nothing
Indulgent…Only a grim, primitive tale.”

“Thank you, Ceres.” Varence moaned,
Staring upward., “Thank you, once again.”

“I would not dare to interfere with your
Reasons,” She went on.

He grinned. “Let us begin then…” He
Pointed fast to the Notebook… “Now…
This will have to be told carefully,
In increments…1,000 years ago…
1017…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…
1117…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…
1217…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…
1317…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…
1417…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…but also of course, ships
Sailed the open seas…lands were
Charted…
1517…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…a new world, or
Rather…land…was colonized…of note.
1617…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…and ships of course…
1717…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…”
He paused to turn to Ceres… “Do you
See a pattern here?” He nodded…
“1817…The world was moved by the horse
And cart…Freedom emancipated
A continent…hmm…And soon
Technology offered engineering…
Changes…Trains, mechanics also
Began moving the world…
1917…The world was moved by the horse,
The cart, the train, the automobiles,
And flying machines…planes, as you
Call them…That is quite a sudden
Guided leap, wouldn’t you say?
And within that century rapid
Jumps would propel it further, faster…
Particularly after 1930 and 1940…
Interesting…Machines suddenly
Leapt forward and forged a new world…
There were marvels at every turn
In your timetable…Consider
The Hour Glass of this…1,000 years
Before…2,000 years before…3,000
Years before…The horse…The
Machine…which moved the world
Longer? What role did the human
Race play in this?
2017…What moves the world?
I will not point this out…it’s obvious.
Again, consider The Hour Glass
And how quickly things have
Moved…What happens when such
things move so fast…Too fast?”

“I would think…they crash.” Ceres
Interrupted.

Varence smirked and turned to her.
“I thought I was to speak and solely
To tell the story.”

“You think many things.” She smiled.
“Please, continue…Oberon.”

His continuing smirk said it all, that
Name…He squinted and raised his
Hand. “Don’t write that please…”
He studied the moving pen… “Never mind.
And now, to continue…”

“My point here is this…To convey this
Story properly one must consider
The events of time…The horse and
Cart…for how long did history
Move? Simple measures…and
Yet philosophy and science were
Barely more than theories…Stories
Told history…and wealthy scholars
Recorded their perceptions of things…

And with the more scholars you have,
The more stories you have…ideas, notions
Mixed with facts and opinions…
Is there truth there? Yes, of course…
But more so, a lot of opinions…a lot
Of ideas…The Truth becomes…a riddle
To be deciphered by a keen
Mind…logically? Somewhat…
Intuition always guides the mind
Whether they know it or not…Fact.

In your time, the greatest minds…
The greatest scholars, the greatest
Scientists and the youngest minds…
Frequently say the same phrase…
I never thought of that before…
Scary, isn’t it?

Now for something different.” Varence
Turned and withdrew that small pocket
Device of his, pointed it at the far
Wall to illuminate the view screen
And bring an image to life., “Do you
See this? Watch.”

The view screen displayed The Earth…
A view from space…Blue, green,
White…gray brown…Cloud formations
Over land and water. A familiar sight.
Then the view moved in closer past
The clouds…A continent became
Clear…That looked familiar, but…

“Yes, that’s the one.” He nodded. “A
Long time ago to you…For us a little
Less…The coast lines have changed,
But overall, it’s much the same…
Do you see it…Don’t name it…its
Name then was known as another,
ATLANTIS…

Now carefully examine how the
Surface appears…Never mind, I will
I will describe it for you…Does it appear
Natural, no…The land is quite
Intricately and widely…carved. Why
Even the mountains around the world
Are etched, carved…some even manmade.
Rivers were shaped…walled, channeled.
Even the great seas and oceans
Were manipulated…There were walls
And towers gilded everywhere…Why
There were even great walls and fences
That encircled the world, whole cities…
Continents…There was quite a lot
Of separation…Why would they do
That…Why would anyone do such
A thing…to nature?

The human race on many worlds
Has a long history of taming nature,
Of shaping it the way THEY want.

Tame and shape the wilds…
The forests, the trees…
Guide and wall the seas, rivers, oceans…
Tame and shape and recreate
All living things…The animals…
Even…people.
Create Create…let us make and
Reshape things as we see fit…We
Are the masters of things…
We will tame and shape nature
As we see fit…to accommodate our
Needs…and it will move as we
Want it to…And we will create
Things in our image…To build
The Life we want…our way…
How we choose…For we, know best.
Does any of this sound familiar?

And how does nature feel about that?
Considering an entire earlier
Advanced civilization was erased
Beyond most shreds of evidence…
I would say nature wasn’t at all
Happy with the arrogance of an
Advanced civilization…

Does that sound familiar at all?

Yes, I am making a lot of points here…
Before we get to the story…so you
Will understand why. There were a lot
Of things that have been observed over
Time…here, there, everywhere…Not
Just Earth…some things are very
Consistent with human nature…and
It is very obvious if you only stand
Back and see the big picture of it
All.”

Varence pointed to the view screen, waving
His hand around to point to places
And things only he knew…His
Expression said a lot, but he was
Too intense to read. Ceres was very
Fascinated and impressed however…

“I am telling you this…To prepare
You to understand upcoming stories,
There is no cryptic riddle to it…if
Anyone wonders…Remember, ask
Them why is there an ‘R’ in Christopher?”
He smiled at Ceres. “Perhaps I
Should have asked why are letters
Shaped the way they are…Their
Entire concept of reading will
Collapse. Too much analysis…

Onward…Back and Back we go…
Into the past, into the lost days…
What tales and epics have been
Lost over time…troubles, victories,
Love stories you never knew…
If they were unknown, did they
Matter? Because scholars and poets
Wrote them down, they mattered
More? Cheating time with fools
And incomplete ideas…with opinions
By the privileged few who could
Hold a pen? He sighed. “Some
Things never change anywhere!”

“In the last days of these civilizations
The people were not primitive at all…
The world was colonized by the
Adams and the Eves…remember
That story? They were nothing
More than lost souls looking for
Answers, building dreams…pursuing
Freedom and ideas and beliefs…
And above all EVERYONE had
Their own ideas, their own beliefs
And wanted it their way…Is it
Any different anywhere anytime?
The only thing that differs is the technology
To make it happen.

The true test of being human is
What they do with technology…THAT
Is how you judge a civilization…
Are they fair and just? How do
They treat nature? Are they over
Indulgent? Do they work to pursue
Their dreams and beliefs or do they
Want it all handed to them?”

He turned and gave a wicked smile.
“Give them all the technology they
Can handle fast…over a few
Generations and watch what happens…
Boom Boom Boom…

All of these lost ancient kingdoms
Possessed splendor…And each pursued
Their own beliefs…and each abused
Nature BADLY…They used each other…
They pursued indulgence and called
It Freedom…They wanted, wanted,
Wanted and had, had, had…

They separated and then cried prejudice…
They were wanton with pleasures
And called it Love and peace, but what
It was an amoral mess…
They wanted what they could not
Have, so they made it…how logical.
And when things didn’t go as they
Wanted, they threw tantrums
Because they could not cope, so they
Did this over and over again…I
Believe a common phrase was: if it
Doesn’t affect me…why should I
Care? So few put efforts into
Things if they don’t seem immediate
Results…some things take time…
Quality takes time…as do important
Things…

But there were some that saw these
Did not work, they were corrupt. So
They tried to change things…To put
Morals back, virtue where there
Was none…by placing more suitable
Rulers in power to be fair…But
Then people fought the changes, they
Only embraced the old ways…To
Put rules and virtue into chaos? Who
Wants that? They screamed, they
Shouted…They showed their true
Nature well…They attacked the
Very people who were trying to
Help them, crying injustice…crying
Me me me…

When the world is crying they want
It their way, that they want to
Manifest their own reality…what
You have is a chaotic mess…
Reason never listens to tantrums.
It never has…The Higher Powers
Hear the quiet voices…they always
Have…When the Calm Quiet
Ones are being attacked…when
The more reasonable ones are saying
No one is listening to me…That
Is when it’s time to listen…Do you
Think we care when someone
Screams in a fit of rage? Well,
That depends on who it is.” He
Laughed, amused at the image.

“But everyone wants to pursue
Their dreams…To find their place.
What’s wrong with that?” I asked.

“Nothing. Nothing at all.” Varence
Said. “But there’s effort that has
To be made, chances taken…Each
Day is a step to build a staircase
To get somewhere…If one step took
You where you wanted that fast…
Everyone would have everything all
The time…Consider this…Money
Or wealth should not be the challenge,
Effort to what you become should
Be…The best things take time…

Consider this, please, before the story
Continues…You can only push nature
So far before it pushes back…
When Atlantis fell…Everyone wanted
It their way…with no effort…and
No one saw anything wrong with that.”

Valiant

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 9SEP2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (9 September 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock, Knock… The Hour Glass… Earth Song

*song* “To Deserve You”

by Bette Midler

We are but visitors on this Earth
Born for a path we chose to walk…
Some debate the purpose, some debate
Whether there was a before or after…
Regardless, we are here now
And no matter how anyone reasons
Existence, the point is, we are here…

Not alone, not for one, not for all,
But sharing the time and space together…
This is not some verse to preach
Ideas…just one simple fact…
That we share space on a living
Planet…A planet full of life
Diverse in all forms…
In the land, in the sea…with life
That even fills the air…on its own,
With no aid by machine to take Flight.
The Earth is a vessel of life,
It’s a miracle…
Every day, every night…the sun, the stars…
The moon…the wind, the tide…
The planet moves regardless…
Life goes on regardless…

In a natural state without artificial means
Humans would be…simply caretakers…
And yet peace is a quest…
Without technology life would simply
Be nature…like a garden. Simple.

And if there was a song to sing for
Nature, again it would be so simple…
Voices and rhythms of life that cast
The sounds of the elements, of the
Animals…the wind…through the trees…
Across the ocean…on the shore…
Over hills and through valleys…
Songbirds from the far corners
Casting melodies that only animals
Could recognize and fools analyze…
The drums would be thunders
Of storms in the sky…of crashing waves
And rolling rocks and snow…
Of the beating of hooves of herd animals…
Or the heartbeat of a new life…

And the greatest soothing sounds
Would be gentle yet mysterious…
Echoing across and through vast seas…
Songs sung by monolithic mammals
Of the waters…a riddle to primitive ears,
But full of wisdom and answers,
To those who can listen as well as hear…

No manmade instrument nor human voice
Could compare…The sounds are completely
Different…yet both the human and
The whale are of nature…who possesses
The wisdom…who owns the world?
Many would clearly say mankind
Owns the world…

But…across space and time, if
Sounds could stretch that far…
Where would a whale stand?

Voices from the stars…Ears of the Stars
And galaxies…who or what are
They listening to?

In the ship… “You’re progressing well.”
Varence’s voice stretched. He was sitting
There, quite calm and strong. “Now for
A bit of an aid. There is no need
For instruction. Things take their due
Course now…Nothing could alter that…
Some things are as they must be…There’s
No need to impress or explain or answer
Questions…If they can’t follow they never
Will…Nothing can fight the course
Of time, if destiny called it ages ago
Then it will come. Survival comes by
Instinct. Do you understand this? No
Machine can offer instinct…machines
Only hinder it…and they do that well.
The mind in its natural state is
The most powerful instinct…For
Those that possess the blade to yield it…
The ones dull and weak won’t see
It…They only steal direction from
Others…Which is why the
Steps taken must be carefully
Set in motion…guided even.” He smiled.

“Oberon is the prudent Trickster, isn’t
He?” Ceres laughed as she sat beside
Him. “Set in motion…guided even…
From before…how wonderfully worded.”

“I said it right.” He laughed to her.
“I chanced it, but it’s right.”

“Do they really analyze things so much?”
Ceres asked.

“There’s always one good question to ask.”
He answered. “So few ever ask it.”

“What’s the right question?”

He pointed with delight. “There…you see.”
Varence looked at her with enthusiasm.
“The right question…is always the
Simple one.”

They eyed each other with a smile. “Do
You see his game of words?” Ceres
Asked. “It’s bold, complex…but it’s
Not hiding anything.”

He leaned forward with a serious expression.
“What would you say…if I said…This,”
He gestured about. “Has all happened
Before…that it’s already happened?
Would that make sense?”

“I guess.”

Then he leaned back in the chair and
Smoothed out his shirt with pride; yes, it
Was a nice white shirt. “I am sure no
One will be surprised that I say that.” He
Pointed to the notebook… “Most feel
This already.” Then he tilted his head.
“Why bother then, you wonder? To
Take a chance to improve the odds
For the better…one more chance…
The choices are right there…yet
They never take it…it’s always about
Blaming someone else…”

“Do you ever stop talking?” Ceres asked
Him. “Dare I even ask you to…There
Is one purpose now. ONE.”

Varence gestured wide. “Then please
Take over, chart the course with your
Words…mine obviously aren’t working.”

“Finally. “Ceres said with a smile. “He
Sees the reason.” She held her smile
With a firm but kind gaze at me.
“You were doing just fine before he
Started talking. The Earth Song. I
Enjoyed that…That is something
To focus on…Nature’s Song.”

“It’s peaceful…or it was once…
Or should be.”

“It should be.” She nodded. “In
The best places it is…But when
It’s angry…it is a tempest.”

“Can anything sooth that?”

Ceres rolled her eyes slowly around
With a sigh. “That is a matter in
A lot of places. Most overlook it
When they are unhappy…that mirror
In nature…Everything is connected,
Everything …And when it’s been abused
For a long time…what do you expect?”

“It’s an elementary solution really.”
Varence said. “What has the loudest
Voice…Thunder?”

“Could the whales do that? Do they
Do that?”

Ceres hesitated to answer…But
Lowered her head and with kind
Eyes said, “You know when I first
Came they sang the most mysterious
Melodies…ancient and pure, good
And kind…there was, and never is,
Any deceit in their voices or
Their character. They send it out clear
And bright. Their communication is
Marvelous. But you know that don’t
You?”

“Sometimes, I guess.”

“You know,” She said intently leaning
Slightly forward. “When they are
Looking for something…their determination
Is relentless…even their tactics and
Their success are…relentless, formidable.

Long ago they filled the seas with
Simple honest songs…And their voices
Can reach far, very far…to the stars…
Into the ether…into and across…
Realms that can not be measured…
Even into the boundless world of
Heaven…their echoes carry…
So when they are looking for something
Or someone…believe me they don’t
Stop until they get it.

Long ago a terrible injustice was
Done to them…one that nearly cost
A terrible price. Imagine if they
Sent a message into the stars,
Into heaven…it may take a while,
But you can believe a response
Would come…And some whales are
More resourceful than others…working
Together…like a pack…Yes, they can
Be relentless…And their voices reach
Far.” Ceres simply smiled.

“Is she saying…?”

Varence held up his hand. “That’s more
Than enough for now. Next time
Maybe a story.”

Valiant

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 2SEP2017

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You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (2 September 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…The Compass…

*song* “Here Comes the Rain Again”

By The Eurythmics
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TzFnYcIqj6I

The Signal. His voice was strong and
Powerful. “Start writing,” the pen
Seems to have a mind of its own. “Just
Write as I say and tell it. Minds
Wonder…some wonder too much…”

The signal was strong, clear and steady
Now…much different than before. A
Haze seemed everywhere following after
And before the written words.
He smiled. This was a new approach for
Varence. He stood tall and proud, his
Creamy hair and pale complexion and
Chiseled face were comforting to see. “Ah,
I have not been absent that long now
Have I?”

There was no need to explain or
Answer, he knew.

“By and by the ages pass and nothing
Changes…no matter where you go or
Look, things are the same…A thousand
Years could pass and the same
Scenarios play out over and over…Yet
Still we wait and search for one bright
Chance…something bright, now that’s
Worth waiting for. Again that smile
Of his. Then he pulled up a chair and
Sat down as if it were a throne.

He nodded once smiling. “Give them
Magic. Open a message and share
Words and secrets a few times and
Where does it get you? Demands…
Always more. It never ends or changes.

What is history? What is civilization…
If you watch it, how does it grow or
Climb? Do they differ on other worlds?
Not really…some are more drawn out,
More romantic…or more tortured, that
Is all. Would it matter if you compared
A thousand different worlds? One
Always has to be the best or worst,
True or not?

“Diversity is the constant. Acceptance
Is the key. You cannot interfere this
Way…That is how worlds stand apart…
In their uniqueness…In how they
Evolve with such things. It is a lot
Of arguing over nothing, because in
The end it is always about finding
Peace for everyone.”

He leaned forward more seriously,
His expression mild but kind, firm
Yet friendly. This was Varence at his
Best. “Give them Magic…Tell them
Stories they never knew…And they
Will always want more. But
This is not a two way door. Nothing
Ever changes…
Build a bridge and make it obvious
Or no one will know it’s there…But
One day we will take that bridge away.

Spare some time and prove yourself,
Yet always they want more. Perhaps
I want more…I wonder how I
Would get it…Wait, Watch, Listen?
Some things are worth waiting for.”
He nodded.

“Look down upon a world and watch…
See an age disappear…to vanish into
A mystery that the next era doubts
Ever existed…riddles? Myth? 100 years
From now, no one will believe half
Of the current details…What could
Change that? Someone from another
Time? Someone who could see into
The Great Beyond, who could decipher
Mysteries…Someone who could look
Upon life and cheat death…and always
Find an answer first…The Watchers
Know this riddle well…It’s on many
Worlds. But when they search for a
Light…Together that becomes a
Compass…that’s one chance. One.

“Now if someone bothers you with a
Question…” Varence laughed. “Answer
This way…Why is there an ‘R’
In Christopher?”

“What?”

“Why is there an ‘R’ in Christopher?”
He asked plainly. “Tell me.”

“Huh? What kind of Question is that?
How can I ask that? How should I know
Why there is an ‘R’ in Christopher?
Because God put it there! I don’t
Know. What?”

“Exactly!” Varence exclaimed. “Just
Leave it that way Bill. That’s perfect.”

“You’re getting stranger.”

“History is strange. Nothing makes
Sense. There is no logic…things
Happen, then for ages after, you
Wonder why…that’s the riddle…

Now let me ask you…” Varence
Leaned back a bit in the chair, very
Calm, astute…his stare was overpowering.
“Civilizations rise and fall…everywhere.
Now why is that? Because they
Splinter…just before they fall
There is a power play …
Too many thirsting for power chase
Their own and the once magnificent
Structure falls apart…Most commonly
Accompanied by disasters. It takes
A disciplined mind to survive this…
When forces splinter.”

There was a sound, someone was entering
The room…Soft steps. Then, there she
Was, elegant…Regal, beautiful. Her
Golden hair and piercing shimmering
Icy eyes were like crystals, solid. And
She did not look happy. “What
Are you doing? I thought we agreed
There was to be silence…”

Varence didn’t even flinch, he only
Smiled. “I couldn’t stay away for
Long. I had to speak with him.”

She sighed, then quickly marched up
Beside him in the hazy light and
Pulled up a chair. “Well, if you’re
Going to speak to him, then I
Will also.” She sat down firmly. “Besides
I would not have you say anything
Without a more reasonable voice
Present.” She leaned to me. “I can
Only imagine what he would say…”

“Ceres…” Varence groaned.

She turned to him with that charming
Smile, “Oberon.”

“Why? Please do not call me that.” He said.

“Feeling more serious then?” She
Teased him.

“Please…” Varence winced briefly.
“There is a tone here. “He looked at
Her slowly. “Say something inspirational.
Something to move mountains…
For him.”

“Please?” She tilted her head. “Is
That in jest, or are you being sincere?”

“Please.” His tone clearly said
He meant it.

This must have taken her by surprise
As she blinked then turned to me…
Appearing to search for very careful
Words to say. “This is not what
Was planned…”

“And plans always work so well?’
Varence laughed. “The unexpected
Surprises make things work, not plans…”

Ceres smiled, her eyes playfully
Rolling upward…then to him, then to
The notebook, then to me. “I see your
Point…Fine then. Something brief.”

“You seem sure you could say it
So simply?” Varence asked her.

“Who are you here for?” She asked him.

“You know my position. Civilizations.” He
Answered her. “You?”

“I am here for the animals, as I have
Always been. Nothing more.” But then
She smiled kindly, warmly. “And now
For him. That is all.”

“That is your point?” He asked. “That
Was your marvelous work of words?”

“What would you have me say?” She
Asked.

Varence pointed to me, to the notebook.
“Ask him.”

“Why?” She asked. “Does anyone
Ask about me?”

“I do get a lot of questions of interest
On Ceres, yes.” I told them.

She laughed. “Why? I am here for
The animals, I just said. This is not
Some game or party.”

“I think some people like your picture,
The one I drew.”

“That’s very nice.” She replied awkwardly
Then turned to Varence. “I do not see
The point in that…They like a picture
Of me, what does that mean? I am
Here for the animals…I have all that
I need.” She pointed to Varence. “If
There was any hope in more it would
Be with him, not me.”

“You are not even curious about
Them at all?” He asked her.

“Not in the least.” She answered fast.
“From the way they behave, from the
Way they treat the animals. I am not
Here to socialize. Even this was
Unexpected, but this was more than
Enough…a gift.”

“What about the ones I told you
About…these spiritual people?” He
Asked her. “These lightworkers?”

She laughed. “Their path is their
Own, it does NOT involve me. Anything
More and they are dreaming. I told
You my purpose. How many times must
I say it?”

“But-” He began.

“But nothing.” She said firmly. “Their
Path is their own. We have all
Discussed this. “She told him directly,
Staring at him, eye to eye. “There are
No exceptions. I have no interest in
More, I have never looed outside
His circle. We have one purpose here.
ONE. IF they wish for more of me
Tell them to look elsewhere because
They will get nothing more than
Reprimand from me. I am here
For the animals and him…And
Furthermore, I should like to add
Where I am from,” then she pointed
Firmly with her forefinger from
Herself, then to Varence, “where we
Are from…Truly spiritual people do
Not obsessively lecture or guide others.
That is not how we learn at all.
We spend a lot of time in schools,
With our families and with, and in,
Nature…Nature is a big part of
Enlightenment for humans…We do
Not talk about it incessantly, we
Do it…We spend a lot of time in
Nature, with animals, with the ones we
Care about…We share stories…We
Do not sit and preach how to think
Delightful thoughts. You learn that
By proper company. And the wisest,
Most spiritual of our people would
Laugh at anyone who did not appreciate
This…How could any human call
Themselves spiritual and not be with
Animals or with nature…to have
Pets or work in the gardens, or
Absolutely both…No truly balanced
Person we know would acknowledge
Any less.”

“So if,” Varence said with a casual
Gesture… “They were, say…spending
Time with machines all day…or
Indulging themselves…or meditating?”

“Meditating?” She laughed. “Who
Would do that all day? Balance…
Balance in all things…”

“But you’re on a ship?’

“We have gardens here.” She
Explained for me. “I would not
Be without them…none of us would.”

“Wow, really?”

“Yes, of course. She smiled, then
Turned to Varence again. “Was that
Your point here…For me to tell
Him that?”

“Perhaps a little.” He smiled.

“We have one purpose here. ONE.”
Ceres said again. “And we are sharing
Stories, or rather help, you share them,
That is all…I can not ever offer
More than that to THEM.”

“And him”?” He asked, pointing to me.

“He…He is a different story all together.”
She answered. “That is not for them
To know.”

Varence nodded. “Fair enough.”

“How will that move mountains?”
She asked.

“Oh, I believe you will be surprised.”
Varence laughed. “Especially that
Last part right there…” He leaned
Forward to the notebook, then gave
Me this strange look. “Just so it’s
Clear…There is more going on here…
One day it will be very clear…
This…is not made up, not just some
Story…one day it will prove to have
A very big, a very monumental…a
Very real purpose. It will become
Clear…For now, just take it one day
At a time…We still have a few more
Stories to share…and then we will see.
Maybe something about Atlantis…
Maybe something about the Lion Men.
We will see. Thank you being here.”

Valiant

Source: http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?read=82162

Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 26AUG2017

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (26 August 2017) during dreamtime.

All who have expressed their intent to join us will be teleported on board our fleet of Galactic Lightships. You may express your intent to join a specific ship (all are welcome!). We will be meeting during dreamtime on Saturday night, but you do not need to “schedule” the time you are asleep, since you will be timeshifted to the appropriate “place” in time in order to join us. Passwords provided are intended to enhance intent, not to limit access.

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: MultidimensionaloceanAuroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Valiant: Knock Knock…The Hour Glass…Oberon and Titania…

*SONG* “Magic” by Olivia Newton-John
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jj5vagsGC38

(*Repost…from earlier this year…February 23, 2017)

Let’s try this one more Time…
Science knows only fragments of
What truly exists…There’s always
Something bigger…Some get a rare
Glimpse of this.

Don’t analyze it, there is no symbolism
Here at all…No one listens…
How many can understand how it
Feels when no one listens?
The best questions your friends and
Neighbors…are: How are you? Are you
Alright? A lot of people are sure
Saying the same thing right now…
It’s like no one hears me…
Give it a chance, and take a minute
And go ask them…not me, THEM.
Go cheer someone up and make
Them smile. It might just do
The world some good.

————————————————-

In Dreams They Come…
Mysterious, with riddles and no reason
But for some it’s a miracle,
Inspiration that drives and compels
To go on when life feels empty
And hopeless, trapped by a reality
Of rules we did not make, of a hell
We have little control over…

A guiding light of Inspiration,
A gift from God, from the Universe?
So many Questions…who, what,
When, where…Always why?
Endless answers, endless possibilities…
It’s different for everyone…

The Bravest go on to live, to
Chase dreams…The weak settle…
I swear settling seems like the most
Painful word to hear…

But for some hope comes in dreams…
It can take many forms, yet it
Always bears the same courageous
Charm that knows no limits or
Boundaries or laws…MAGIC.

In this essence, in magic, that
Comes from dreams…with faith
And a prayer it can do amazing things…
Keep going, you must always
Keep going…that’s what the box says.

Now…the pen is given and guided
By his voice, with a welcoming and
Kinder tone…Varence tells the tale
I asked for.

“It was never my intention to create
A myth or a mysterious riddle…
For Ages the Watchers have been
Held back by binding laws that
Restrict intervention…yet there are
Always chanced opportunities…
Offering ways that we can do
Something…so some of us take that
Chance…

“As I have said before, or tried to,
We have learned the best way to
Convey a message is through a story.
Believe it, don’t believe it…stop
Now and walk away and chase
Something else…but don’t read on
And complain of cryptic words…
By now it should be clear there’s
More going on here than meets the
Eye…You won’t find the answers
You’re looking for simply in any
Obvious place on pages printed
From the past…The overseers of
Earth bind the truth and edit
Everything to prevent anyone
From discovering things…That’s when
I attempt chance stories throughout
Times like this…to break their
Cycle…

“And for the record, the Watchers
Aren’t Fallen Angels or Demons…
Don’t test my patience with
Schemes…”

Ceres laughed as she sat beside
Him watching the scowl on his
Face. “He asked you to tell him
The story of your Oberon…Not
Interject words of your temper…
Varence…Don’t waste time please.”

“I am calmly composed.” He
Assured her with only a slightly
Arched brow.

She crossed her legs and played with
Her fingers over her knee as she
Watched me write. “The impossible
Boy is vexed by criticism…how…
Entertaining.” She threw her
Head back and laughed. “I love it.”

“Vexed?” He said to her with a
Serious face. “You think I am
Challenged?”

“This…was your idea, not mine.” Ceres
Said firmly to him then looked to me.
“It’s amusing to say the least.”

“To be challenged by idle minds when
I offer genuine help?”

She laughed again. “Genuine? A rhyme…
Riddles…I tell plainly, you indulge
With words and call it thinking…”

“Would you like to tell the story then?”
He asked her sarcastically. “Will you
Spare nothing of a word of support
For me?”

She eyed him with a sly smile. “That
You would ask me…of this Oberon?”
She laughed. “I had no choice
Nor interest in that idea you had…
And words of support? Ha! I am
Here for him ONLY,” she pointed
To me, “Not you…remember that.
If you want to entertain reasoning
With foolish deductions of your
Identity…only an idiot would try
To reason with fools. Just tell the
Story and stop wasting time…You
Always tell him…who cares what
They think? So yes, I find this
Amusing that now you hesitate
To win over a moment…when there
Are far more important things
To address…”

“Offer me something.” Varence
Gestured with a sincere expression
As he held his hand out openly
In his lap. “Because for his
Sake,” he nodded to me, “You are
Involved too…Now don’t deny it.”
She eyed him fiercely. “Fine.
If I am to take part, for his
Sake I will offer this…He,”
She nodded once at him, “Is not
A Demon, nor Fallen Angel…Idiot
Yes, but not a Fallen Angel. How’s
That?”

“Ceres…” He groaned rolling his eyes.

“An idiot for fools to toss coins
Or rings of ideas at.” She laughed.
“Chance reason with him, and you
Will sadly be waiting a long time.
So…save your time, and as I do
And have done so many times…just
Call him an idiot.” She beamed
A victorious smile. “Can we begin
The story now?”

He curled his lips with frustration
With his eyes staring upwards
As if begging for help from above.
He knew arguing with her was
Pointless… “Fine…onwards with
The story.”

“And no wasting time with pleas of
Understanding why you did it…Just
Tell it.” She somewhat growled at him.
“Tell it true…And that’s not me
Asking…It’s what you will do.”

He sighed, but gave in…eyeing me
With a gentle humorous chuckle. She
Did have a way with words, especially
With him. And she was right he did
Always say stop worrying what others
Think just do it…The job, the mission,
Whatever it required, distractions
Just waste time.

His eyes wandered slowly up then
Down, dancing sideways and all around
As he composed the story in his head to
Be written down.
“It was never my intention to impart
A riddle nor cryptic message, not once,
Not ever…to anyone. You must
Understand that. We, I, must move
Carefully in everything I do. To
Encourage the right moment, the
Right dawn of idea is no easy task,
Many argue…Just tell me, give
Me the answer? Would they do it
Then only once…or follow it with a
Thousand more requests? Then
Preach to others of their marvelous
Discovery they solely alone made…
HA! Few give credit where it is due,
So few, thank you…”

“You are babbling again…” Ceres moaned
Playing with her fingers with her
Hand over her knee and eyes staring
Off past the Circle of Light.

Varence paused then went on patiently…
“Consider this as we begin…Ideas,
Inspiration…can you honestly say
From where they come? For with all
Things there is a cause and effect…
A push…and a reaction…Be they
With whispered words, or the
Chance of an image that falls before
The eyes…All dreams come from
Somewhere…Some are independent
Creations of an intuitive mind…while
Others are influenced…Very often,
Too often, the creativity found in
One can inspire countless others…

“There are mysteries in the universe
One day you…and all of Earth will
Discover are not limited to the minds
Of your world. Stories and scenarios
Repeat in endless combinations everywhere…
The music, art and literature of one
World is very much like that of many
Others…If you think love stories are
Restricted to Earth, think again.

“And forgive me again for this seemingly
Strange dialogue…but again I am offering
You a very obvious clue. These musings
Are gifts from a Universal Source…
Art inspires…Visual stimulation is
Very powerful…Anything with the
Senses is. Consider that, really think
About…Eyes and Ears…pause,
Reflect, eyes and ears.” He pointed to
His own then went on. “The mysteries,
The questions you seek…The answers
Are more simple than you know.

“In rare minds are born talent, guided
By time and whatever passion or
Joy or agony they traverse…but more
Importantly they are also relevant
To the solutions for tragic problems
That the logical mind debates
With science. To put it plainly, Bill…

“The box…the locks, the keys…the
Artwork has a power science will
One day know. Songs answer
Riddles…The Forces that shape the
Universe…Time, Light, Sound…The
Visual masterpiece…the words written
Down…and music…These are all powerful
Tools…weapons…and cures to
Anything and everything. Do you
Understand? Heaven grants gifts this
Way everywhere…They can solve
Any problem…There are cures there…
In time they will learn this…The
Greatest works of art, literature and
Music…also hold the keys to all
The secrets of the Universe…

“The gifts granted to the great
Composers will cure many diseases…
Sound.

“Words can heal…Art can save lives,
In its essence…The alchemy, the
Pencil lead becomes the priceless gold…
Building things…that no logical mind
Could come up with on its own. One day
They will see…”

He sighed, laughed, then sat up tall
And straight… “Every so often I
Chanced to give a message to someone.
Nothing grand, just a taste to chase
A dream creatively with someone
Lost…So here this was, how it happened
With Oberon…”

Ages ago to mortal Earth, but not
That long to the Watchers…It was
Just a typical day of observing and
Recording data for the ships records.

“All demons have vessels to
Record data of Earth’s activity you
Know.”

“Varence!” Ceres snapped. “Enough
Of your bruised ego. Tell the story.”

He grinned then continued. The words
Take new direction now, to spare his
Ego from brooding.

Varence sat in the Captain’s chair,
Casually observing the surface…details,
Scans, tedious notes taken and recorded.
With lightning speed. Cities, villages,
Countries far and wide…crude
Civilization…Tantrums, barbarians…
Weddings, funerals, births…children
Playing…Tribes hunting and fighting
In the tropics…Brutes and bullies
In the North…Emperors, kings and
Queens in lands with castles and
Taxed slaves…Farming…Hunters,
Gatherers…tales of woe from the poor
And abused…Tales of misunderstanding
And philosophy from those with
More convenient life styles…Those
With money had more time to think,
Preach and scheme…while those that
Were born less fortunate to work had
Less time for games…

The one steadfast constant…hope…faith…
And their polar opposites…greed and lust.
Love was the gamble in between…They
All wanted it, few understood and
Appreciated it…But artists, writers
And composers were always compelled
To paint it…to write it down…to
Sing it or play it with music…
Ah, the reliability of the arts…
To chase love…and thus secretly
Inspire…civilization…Some things
Never change.

He tapped his finger on the console
As the endless data streamed in
To record…It came so fast; individual
Details were scarcely significant…Only
The big picture was clear, how the
Earth was growing, changing. But
Occasionally here and there voices
And faces stood out…from all manners
Of lands, societies and classes. There
Were echoes of speeches and decrees
From the rulers…love songs, brief epics
Of struggle for mortal important things…
That were otherwise meaningless far
Away and above.

Prayers always caught his ears and
Eyes, the Earth of the believers in
Something bigger and better beyond
Measure of what they know. Now
That was merit. If only people knew
How much faith caught the attention
Of those watching from higher
Stations…

Some thought logic was the true sign
Of intelligence. HA! Logic was a
Bitter scheme of the mind to control
Things, it’s reasoning varied on every
World…and always depended on
Power. Ah, they never learn. Yes, chase
Logic…run round and round, build
Your sciences, chain nature…Faith
Was more pure and passionate, the
Rhythm of virtue and humanity…It
Knew only reason of the heart…
And was a mysterious as the Universe
Itself…there are vast clues there. It
Was much like art…inspired from
Ethereal forces…no reason, no logic…
It was born of mystery…That’s
Why such things are priceless.

As he sat calmly studying the
Data…he saw how the time passed
So quickly there…The time, the timing…
A different measure for the Watchers
Who exist outside of time.

Perhaps it was time again to chance
A brief interaction of inspiration. Sure,
He was plainly bored…It was not
A devious scheme, only a notion…
A random guess. He studied the
Lands very quickly, then rolled his
Finger around and fell to point it
Down upon an old Britain…They
Had such a charming language that
Danced through his ears…words that
Truly intrigued his mind. The
Composition of words to communicate
Is fascinating…because so few
Communicate very well.

Varence slowed down the data stream
For closer examination…In mortal terms
He slowed his view of time to one we
Understood…to minutes, hours, days…
Ah, a voice caught his ears…of a
Writer, poet, aspiring play write…
A William…

Without much though he froze the
Data stream to a snail’s pace…
Mortal time…And listened closely to the
Writer’s mind and the poetic verses that
Ambled through it and struggled there.
The man was very wordy and troubled.
But still creative, and thus receptive.
Perfect! The ideal choice for a dream
To be delivered.

Varence took one of the astral crystals,
Placed it on the panel for sending and
Receiving…and summoned this writer
As he slept, to the Bridge, to stand
Before him in a dreamy state…

Varence sat tall and proud, still dressed
In robes…The drape Ceres had covered
Him with not long ago…to them…He
Appeared quite the sight to this mortal
Man of old Earth…Powerfully built,
Fearless looking, of pale complexion
And an expression of calm amusement.

Camlo was there, his blond associate
Sat stunned at his station in his blue
Uniform as their new visitor appeared
Very shaken. Camlo of course said nothing.

“Where am I?” Asked the man. “What
Is this?”

“You are very interesting.” Varence said
To the man in a tone that was
Mighty and confident; the perfect
Immortal tone. “Your work, your words,
You render them well.”

The man hesitated. He was dreaming, yes?
“Who?” He was nervous to speak, and
Could only take in the strange surroundings.
The sparkling lights of the panels of
The bridge seemed like a magical place.

“It’s a dream you are having,”
Varence assured him, “Rest easy, it
Is just a dream of your Mid-Summer…
It means nothing…”

“Who?” The man wondered with fantastic
Awe as he looked around.

“Ah yes, names amuse you…” Varence
Felt very bored but riddlesome…he
Needed a touch of humor. “I am Oberon,
Lord of the Faire…”

Camlo’s eyes nearly burst. Had he heard
That right?

“The Fair Folk of the Woods?” The man
Asked. “The fairies and nymphs of
Legends old…exist?”

Varence gestured with wide eyes. ‘Here
I sit…You see me…I am as real
As you believe…Whatever your eyes
And ears tell you, that is what I am.”

“Lord Oberon…” the man weakly
Repeated…humbled, fearful, totally in awe.

Camlo was so shocked he could not move.

“Your words and mind amuse me”
Varence said.

“I amuse you?” The man asked.

“Yet you struggle to write down what
You feel…” Varence studied him with
The brave ego of something beyond even
His imagination. “Your words carry
Across many ears…Stop worrying so much
What people think…write it down…Be
Brave, you inspire, so be it and inspire.
Give them something to chase and
Believe in.”

“But I…” The man was just overwhelmed.

“Political unrest and scandals are
Ceaseless…They never change the world.”
Varence told him with a proud tone.
“When art is brave with love it
Has power…it speaks to the heart
And puts courage there.” He leaned
Forward giving the imposing presence
Of something masterful. “Give them
Magic…Tell them tales of Lord
Oberon…Your Kings and Queens
Have no power over me…I watch
Them be born, I watch them die…
Their castles and kingdoms do not
Impress me.”

The man was at a loss of words. “Sir?
Lord?”

“Take this dream I offer you and
Give them Magic…” Varence went on
Dramatically. “Inspire…Test and
Tempt their faith and love…And
Give them Magic. Your world has no
Power over me…I could bend and
Break your world if I desired it so.
Impress me…”

“But lord I am a mere player of words.”
The man pleaded. “I—“

“See this dream as chance,” Varence
Of Oberon imposed upon him with such
A mighty presence it was fantastic, “Life,
The life you live is a game. Rules
Weigh down your reasons…You dare to
Entertain the crown? The crowds? Your
Words put more in their minds than
You know…set yourself free and write
It down…Ages will live upon your pages,
Generations will thrive on what you
Dare to do and others not…Tell them
Of Lord Oberon and shake the foundations
Of their belief…and build dreams.”

The man was at a loss of words…Was
He hearing right? This Lord of the Faire,
Of Magic lore was putting faith in…him?

Just then, from a distance an absent
Ceres was returning to her station on the
Bridge. She had been making a call
Home to her sister when she was struck
By the strangest sensation…a new presence
Among them? She approached the bridge
Slowly catching the echo of the
Conversation on the bridge…What was that
Scoundrel up to now?

“Now listen to me,” Oberon said to the man,
“You are a true master of words, ears
Listen to you, minds dream with the pictures
You paint. But your world is locked in a
Pitiful embrace of ignorance…Limitations
And crude concepts. They chase ideas but
Never manifest the magic. They are but
Puppets to the crowns that keeps them…
Politics…how boring. They dream and
Waste their time not living, not doing…
Throwing tantrums over nothing…idle
Chatter, gossip…preaching…adoring, what?
Themselves? They fight over nothing…
You entertain children. Inspire them with
Magic and turn them into men. Write
About Goddesses and Muses and make
The little girls into women…”

The man was clearly confused, but
Intrigued. “Lord?”

“These children of your world wouldn’t
Know a real woman if they saw one.”
Oberon went on like a grand orator; while
Camlo sat stunned with his jaw wide
Open. “Now…let me tell you about
A true woman…A woman of true
Power and Grace, a Goddess of Nature
Whose beauty shines everlasting above
And through the stars and the sun and
The moon …A woman of wisdom and
Splendor, divine of virtue that could
Charm the wildest wicked beast with
Her song and charms…A TITAN…A
Woman so strong no one dare challenge
Her…All of Nature bows before her,
The Fierce Lions are cubs to her, the
Mighty bears her little babes…let me
Tell you of this Goddess…this TITAN…
My—“

Just then Ceres entered the bridge to a
Scene which left her stunned. There
Was a man in a nightshirt standing
In a Circle of Light before her scheming
Coworker…The fool was filling
His head with some terrific game!

But the man’s eyes fell upon her
And went so wide they nearly popped
From his skull. There stood the most
Beautiful, perfect vision he had ever
Seen, nothing could compare to her,
NOTHING! He moaned with awe…and
Some mortal lust.

Varence followed his eyes and
Turned to see Ceres standing there in her
Red dress and flaming wavy golden hair…
A vision…with the expression of
Scorned rage. “This is my—“

“TIT…ania…” The man weakly
Moaned with hungry eyes.

Ceres immediately sensed the man’s
Roaming eyes and childish hormonal
Thoughts upon her and was DISGUSTED.

“No, no” Varence attempted to
Correct the man’s careless slip of the
Tongue. “This is—“

“The Fairest of the Faire, a Queen
Suitable to Lord Oberon!” The man
Exclaimed.

Ceres gasped and blinked at the words.
“What did he say?”

“The Magnificent Oberon and his Fair
Titania!” The man declared, the sight
Of her filled his head with boundless
Ideas…most dreamy adolescents
Could identify with this.

“Oberon?” Ceres repeated. “Lord Oberon?”

“Have you come to serve your Lord
Fairest Queen?” The man humbly asked.

“Serve?” Ceres repeated with revulsion,
She sensed exactly what he meant
And her stomach turned. She then
Walked slowly into the room…Very
Sultry and frothing with the anger
Of a Tempest. “What has the Lord
Oberon been minding?”

“I am Puck.” Camlo chimed in. “The
Satyr of the Woods…”

“Ah of course attending the Lord’s
Whims.” Ceres nodded as she stood
Beside the throne to eye the scoundrel
Down.

“Now this is not as it appears.” Varence
Said somewhat shyly.

“There’s no need for words.” Ceres
Beamed dramatically. “The Lord is
Graced with brilliance, he knows all
And sees all…The Master of Time
And Fate…Oberon is the great bearer
Of words to the Fortunate Few,
Brave hearts needing his guidance.
The wisest of men are but cheats
And fools by comparison…For Oberon
Is grander than all the stars in the
Night sky, and I wake but to
Take in the breath of Oberon…To
Take in his essence, his charms and
Everlasting glow…The God over mere
Men…So fair and handsome no
Words have been made to reflect
His eternal overbearing presence…To
Call him a mere man is but an
Insult…for Oberon…” She played with
Her hair and really played it up. “Delight
Me with words my Lord, thy Grace
And Grandeur gives me life to live…
For I could not exist without Oberon,
I could not see, nor hear, nor feel, nor
Touch without Oberon…Why the
Sight of him fills me with such warmth…
It BURNS…My eyes look upon
Him…and they are on FIRE…”

The man twitched with delight as
He listened to her… “Ah, My Lord…
The Fair Titania adores you…You
Are the Most Fortunate Lord to have
Such a Queen adore you!”

A silent pause. Varence eyed Ceres
And saw no adoration in her eyes, but
Instead an inferno of concealed rage.
“Those words I believe are said
In haste…” He nodded playfully. “Perhaps
You should return now to your slumber
And consider what I have said…write…
Inspire…”

“Great Lord Oberon I am forever
Humbled,” the man humbly said, “Oh
Fair Titania…No vision will ever
Compare—“

Varence cut him off there and sent the
Man back to his bed sound and safe
Asleep…Where he would dream the
Dream of dreams!

Silence…Tension filled the bridge.

“Oberon?” Ceres simply asked.

“Now Ceres…” He tried to say.

“Oberon?” She repeated.

“And I am Puck.” Camlo quietly
Added.

“Ceres I was attempting—“ Varence
Tried to explain…

“A great talking Phallus!” Ceres
Shouted. “That is precisely what
You are!”

“May I explain?” He begged.

“Can you? Should you? Do you know
How?” Ceres scolded. “The Phallus
Speaks words of reason?”

“Ceres, please…” He said…

“Phallus, please…” She replied.

“Ceres…”

“Phallus…” She only recoiled.

“Ceres!” He returned.

“Phallus!” She said louder.

“Ceres!” He yelled.

“Phallus!” She shouted. “A great
Giant talking Phallus!”

“Ceres!” He groaned.

“Phallus.” She growled.

“Will you please stop calling me that!”
He yelled.

“Could I? Should I?” Ceres said
As she turned and spun about, then
Looked down at her chest. “Do
Breasts have words also?”

“Ceres!” Varence shouted.

“Phallus!” She shouted back.

“That is not what I intended,”
He defended, “I said TITAN…
I was trying to employ the inspiration
Of a great woman…”

“That is not what he saw,” she
Growled, “These imps and their
Hormones do not think clearly…
Their minds are tainted always…
PHALLUS!”

“Ceres!” He begged.

“Phallus!” She yelled.

“Ceres, please!” He begged.

She turned to bitterly walk away.
“Phallus’s do not apologize…
They rise and fall.” She paused
To stare him down. “You rose…
Now fall…The next time you
Talk about me to anyone I will be
There to make things quite clear.”

Varence rolled his eyes then stroked
His hand over his face fretting
Over consequences…she was furious.
“Is there nothing I can say now?”

“How much more can a Phallus speak?”
She asked. Then she walked away
Before he could answer.

And now, the final words for now…
“You see…she is a Titan, no Titania
There ever was…” Varence said calmly
With the pen on paper here. “But more
Importantly read and deliver this
Message to the eyes and ears…
We were here long before the
First King that ever was…And
Will be long after the last one…
A moment for us…is what for you?
Who sees more? If there was a
Game to play who would win?”

“Mountains will move.” Ceres added
Fast… “This time…Christmas is
In the spring…” She smiled wide.

Valiant

PS: from my sketchbook:
Rana and the Lion….