Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Secrets of Eve…

*SONG* “The Warrior” by Patty Smyth

In the beginning…

There was a whirl, a twirl and then a snap…
Something made the box open too fast.
There was light streaming, and the Circle
Of Light called.

Her voice called and was commanding as she
Stood there…tall, proud…strong, determined.
“It’s going to be different this time, perhaps
Every time from now on.” Ceres said as
Brishan stepped into the light beside her. His
Face was stern, but he was silent, he said
Nothing. She turned to him casually with a
Playful glance before her eyes fell back to me.
“I didn’t want to play this part…but if I
Must. Don’t worry, it’s not you…”

I was a little nervous, this really was different,
And fast.

“They did not honestly think we did not
Anticipate…little tricks and distractions did
They?” She turned to Brishan. “Do you believe
Me now?”

Brishan breathed hard, but still said nothing.

Ceres smiled. “He is a little surprised. Not
Disappointed, just surprised.”

“What are you doing?” I asked them.

“It isn’t you.” Ceres assured me. “Trust me, it’s
Going to get a lot easier for you…Now,” she
Said holding her hands to her lips. “We won’t
Waste time…I have a little surprise for all
Those eyes and ears out there…” She nodded to
Her right and a view screen came to life…
Lit somewhat like a television set against the
Golden Circle’s light…And a very familiar face
Came on the screen…

“Hello there,” Varence said…that playful voice,
As he sat in some strange room…I could only
See him chest high as he sat in a clean
White shirt and dark blazer jacket…But his
Skin was…tan? “Just a brief visit, though
I will be back soon…”

“How can he?” I started to ask…

“No, no, no,” Ceres shook her head. “No
Questions. No wasting time…This is going to
Be much easier for you…” She had this
Wicked smile, as did he on the screen. “If
Anyone likes to play games…So can we…
There’s no reason for anyone to be scared, no if
They were smart they should be terrified.”

“I believe we will be sharing a little side story with
You now.” Varence said. “While this is entertaining,
Yes, I have been following everything. I have to
Monitor everything you do you know…While Ceres
Will be passing on the story to you this time…I just
Wanted to let you know I am around…What, where,
Why and how…Why you never know. It is
Nice and cold though. I do so love the cold.
Did I ever tell where I am from we prefer
The cold? The colder the better…That is a hint
By the way.” He grinned. “Enjoy the cold, and
The merriment it brings…Why shades of this
Winter might tell stories of…Why years to
Come! Some fools think they can hide from
The cold…that will never happen…That’s
Another hint. That’s all I have to say. Here I
Am, and here I will stay until I am called back…”

Ceres waved her hand and the view screen vanished.
Then she smiled wildly. “Yes, yes, that’s enough of that.
As you can see, he hasn’t changed. And I will
Tell you…if you want to know where he is…There is
Snow on the ground.” She laughed! “Wait, it’s
Winter there…They remember that.” She stepped
Closer kindly. “Just relax. It’s alright, it’s not you.
The reason why we did this is because this
Story involves Mr. Charming himself. And I just
Wanted to make it clear, if I’m doing this…I
Have a say in things too.”

“Can I ask something?”

“Of course.” She said kindly.

“How is he tan?” I was confused. “And his hair—“

“Don’t say or write that part.” She smiled. “You see,
Like him I can play with words too…But as
For his skin and hair, oh that is an aspect of
His race…In daylight the melanin of their skin
Can rapidly gain color, then at night…or rather
Without the light of a natural sun they turn
Absolutely pale…They change color this way. He
Looks very…” She thought a moment for the right
Words… “Earth-like, this way…don’t you think?”

“Yeah, I mean wow…he looks so tan!”

She smiled very wide. “A lot of things to learn
And know. It’s those games people play…You
Always have to be ready for that…But then you
Know that already.”

Brishan scowled, but still said nothing.

“And now,” Ceres said with beaming eyes. “Onward.
Remember the key to the details here is to
Pay attention…We’re trying to make it easier for
You…So they shouldn’t get sick with worry by
Making things difficult. That would be very bad.
The story I have for you is about the Eve ship.”

“The Eve ship?” I asked… “The Adams and the
Eves from before?”

“Yes,” she nodded. “Don’t worry, don’t ask or
Hesitate…just write it down and let it flow…”
She paused briefly playfully. “Oh, and if
Anyone starts to have problems…That’s their
Problem, not yours. Remember that. Now…
Here we go…” She touched her forefinger to
My temple…and it began.

The Eve Ship…

Immediately following the journey back to
Visit the Adams before they found Earth,
The small transport vessel carrying the Watchers
Varence of Apollo and Ceres were contacted by
Mission command…Brishan of the Senate sent a
Transmission… “Are you two returning now to
The present with the requested samples and data?”

“Yes.” Varence answered on the comm..

“Excellent.” Brishan responded. “Now, before you
Return…we have one small request. There is
A matter of curiosity to be settled among the
Council…and it concerns the Eve ship…Have
You begun the time jump yet?”

Varence looked at Ceres curiously. “No?”

“Excellent.” Brishan went on. “Now…scan
For the Eve ship…then briefly visit their
Vessel. Take a base summary of their entire
Clone core for examination. Then return
Promptly.” Before Varence could question why
Brishan ended the transmission.

He turned to Ceres with an arched brow… “Their
Clone core? Why would he want that?”

“I have the sample for Hollis.” Ceres thought fast.
“For comparison analysis? Don’t waste time, just
Scan for the vessel and let us be done with this.”

Varence followed orders, found the Eve ship
As it was in fact en route to Earth, then they
Quickly sped to the vessel. The closer they
Got, the more active the readings in their own
Ship reacted. “These readings,” Ceres noted…
“Why are they coming in so fast? At this
Distance, it must be enormous?”

“It’s an Eden Vessel for Terra Forming planets.”
Varence explained. “The amount of biological
Material and tools required would set off
The scanners this way.”

As they approached the Eve Ship they were
Impressed quite fast by its size and shape…
Triangular, almost pyramid-like…it was huge…
But then the ship was an advanced vessel
Capable of changing size…as required depending
On the planet they were farming for new life;
Larger planets required wider width for
Atmosphere processing.

Cloaked, they docked beneath its bow secretly…
And to ensure a more hopeful, sterile visit this
Time they changed into medical uniforms…which
Were a metallic white. After the previous
Experience with the Adams, Jansen in specific, they
Wanted to ensure there was less chance of
Contamination with contacts…The chances were
Slim regardless, but it was sometimes a common

Ceres had to laugh at the sight of Varence in
The white uniform. “You look like an apprentice of
The Temple.” She said. “How virtuous and untypical
Of you.”

He laughed playfully in return. “From my
Recent experiences on Earth…virtue and
White are a rare sight for me as well.”

The Teleportation crystals carried them quickly
Inside the Eve vessel, this experience however
Was very different than the Adams. They were
Materialized into a broad, brightly lit
Corridor in the center of the ship that
Stretched its entire length, this was its
Chief transport hallway that connected
All compartment carryways. It was very
Bright, very clean, and very sterile in all
Aspects. The two of them standing there
In white suited it almost too perfectly.

“Did you visit this ship at all?” Ceres asked

“No?” Varence wondered aloud as they looked
Both ways. There was no Eve crew in sight.

“Why not?” She asked.

“Because I was familiar with Eve ships from
Other studies back home.” He said casually,
Checking his scanner for readings for where
They should go. “These ships are basically all
The same.” He nodded to the right, towards the
Front of the ship. “This is where we need to
Go for the clone core.”

They began walking then soon encountered
Eve crew, who could NOT see them of course.
The women were ALL of the same height and
Proportions. There was literally no variation in
Body types whatsoever. All were well womanly
Curved, but slender…with a reasonable height
Of around 5 feet 10 inches…They wore dark
Clean crisp grey and black body fitting
Uniforms. The women all had long straight
Hair, though some wore it differently; usually
According to work stations.

All the Eves they encountered were very
Beautiful, there were no ordinary looking
Women at all. Skin colors did vary however,
From a light olive tan to a rich brown.
Their eyes were a light brown to black, and
They all appeared expressionless, almost cold
Looking. There were no sounds of laughter
Or banter, the atmosphere seemed very serious.

“These women,” Varence mused out loud as
They walked, “Their social behavior is deafening.
I may have to cover my ears.”

Ceres seemed content. “Very professional. Perhaps
They simply prefer not to waste time.”

Varence had to wonder, by comparing the
Atmosphere to the Adam ship. “Can you
Sense any social behavior among them? Any
Carnal distractions?”

She could hardly believe her ears. “Are
You seriously asking me that question? Is that
Your first interest upon seeing their ship,
Carnal behavior? Is it their data you need to

He scowled to her. “The other Eve ships I
Observed were not this…quiet. No, this one
Is different, very different.”

“Would you like to roll a ball across the floor
And see if they swoon?” Ceres smirked.

He cringed quietly then walked in. Soon
The echoes of many voices filled the air…like
A chorus of voices ranting numbers loudly.
Varence eyed Ceres quietly as they soon
Came upon a large arena of open spaces lining
The wide corridor, training cathedrals…Where
Teams of eves performed military drill-like
Exercises in fighting groups and boxed lines.

“Are they scientists or warriors?” Ceres asked
As she then scowled and they paused to observe.
“What upon worlds are they doing, preparing
For battle? These look like war game drills? These
Are not for physical endurance exercises…
These are combat training skills.”

Varence nodded as he scanned them. “Yes I
See. Some Eve ships were like this, though not
All. They are very physically tempting.”

Ceres pinched her eyes and curled her lip. “What
Did you say?”

“I mean it is as though they are preparing
For something imminent.” He gestured to them
To move on. Then soon they heard another
Growing noise, a chorus of voices chanting. But
This was different.

Again they came upon another series of
Open spaces upon the main corridor. But
These spaces were full of tapestries with
Strange symbols and runic shapes and
Lettering, completely foreign to them. He
Turned to Ceres curiously. “Can you read these?
I cannot.”

“No.” She simply answered. She too was amazed
By the sight.

The arenas were full of women, mostly in uniform,
But some wore plain neatly pressed long dress-like
Robes in black, red or white. The
Women stood in rows, with hands clasped
In prayer as they chanted over, “Ours
Is the Gift, his is thy hand, Ours is
The Gift, to him we give, we bear the
Fruit…” Over and over endlessly the
Women chanted the phrase…

“What are they doing?” Ceres asked
With growing distaste. “Worshipping?
Their words are very disturbing!”

Varence went wide-eyed as he immediately
Noticed the woman enter at the far end
To their right…upon a raised platform
Before the worshippers…This woman wore
A long flowing white dress robe with
Gold sashes and adornments. But she
Was unlike ANY of the others, and
He had never seen her EVER…She was
As tall as the others, the same build…
But her hair was long and wavy, curly,
Dark blond…her skin was a somewhat
Dark olive light brown, and her eyes were
A striking gold color. She appeared to
Wear very decorative facial make up
In metallic blues and golds…And she
Carried herself like a queen. “Who is that?”
He asked very confused.

“You studied the Eves of Earth, you
Have not seen her before?” Ceres asked.

“No.” He said with concern. “No I have
Not. I have never seen her.”

“Some sort of High Priestess?” Ceres

“I have not seen that one before.” Varence
Declared almost wickedly intrigued. “And
I should have.”

“Why does she look so different than the
Others?” Ceres asked eyeing dozens and
Dozens, over one hundred Eves all around
Them chanting. “How is that possible?”

“That is a very good question.” Varence
Said as he scanned the woman fast and
Watched her more closely. “I would definitely
Like to know that answer myself.”

They watched the ceremony for some time as
Their strange chanting continued. The high
Priestess in white with the odd dark blond hair
Made several odd symbolic gestures with her eyes
Transfixed upwards as if she were in somewhat
Of a trance. Then she seemed to howl the
Words, “As the master commands, we serve…”

Then two Eves dressed in black robes with
Hoods brought in a long box-like table
Covered in gold cloth…They rolled it in then
Onto the platform and uncovered a tank full
Of water…Inside the tank was this huge
Snake-like creature with a crocodilian head
With horns…

“Our master commands we serve.” Said the
High priestess as she bowed before the creature…
Which hissed and let out these awful
Inaudible vocalizations that reverberated
Throughout the room…It seemed to set all
The Eves into a trance of awe.

Ceres covered her ears. “Is that what I think
It is?” She asked with a desperate revulsion.
“The serpent…one of the Draconian species…”

“Yes.” Varence nodded in shock. “I have not
Seen one of those in some time…Servants
Of Isis…the Snake God.”

An announcement came over the comm. system.
“All Eves 6’s, 7’s and 9’s…report for

Varence and Ceres eyes each other with a
Peculiar confusion. “What does that mean?”

Suddenly all the women formed neat rows
And filed into the main corridor then proceeded
Farther down the ship. Varence and Ceres
Followed invisible of course…as the high
Priestess led the procession to the science

This, is what their mission was for…which
They discovered again with shock. The Eves
Reported to a large cavernous-like room full
Of stall-like compartments…in rows and tiers,
And upwards raised levels. They were very
Strange looking. Neither Varence nor Ceres
Had ever seen anything like this before. They
Stood and watched.

Each Eve individually went into a stall and
Then undressed and pressed their backs
To the walls…Doors then slid closed to cover
Them shut…to prevent interference with the
Forthcoming procedure.

In the center of the room was a circular main
Control panel where the high priestess went with
Her two attendants. The panels were lit with
Foreign writing but Varence could identify them
Vaguely as some Draconian dialect, but it was
One unknown to him.

“What is going on?” Ceres asked again with revulsion.

Varence pointed for her to scan the panels with
Her device and download the data. “Take
Note of everything closely. I suspect I know
What this is now…”

Ceres did as he said. “What is it?” She asked,
Scanning the panels, careful to avoid any close
Proximity to the Eves…She had little desire to
Sense what these women were thinking. Data
Flooded her device; then she went wide-eyed
And her jaw fell open when she saw what
The readings revealed. “This is a harvesting
Device! These wall chambers are harvesting
Eggs from the Eves!”

“That is what I suspected.” Varence said
With distaste.

Ceres was further disgusted with the readings
As they came in. “This is the most vile
Thing I have ever seen! These women…
What they do!”

Varence turned to her numbly. “This is what
They were made for.”

“This is absolutely horrifying and disgusting
To use humans this way!” She spat. “This
Is what the Empire does with its slaves?”

Varence studied his own scanner’s download.
“Look carefully at your data…I believe
This is what we were sent to find.”

“But this is not the cloning center the
Core where the Eves slaves are made?” Ceres
Said, shaking her head. Then she froze
As she examined more of the data. “Oh my…
They are not human!”

He eyed her with a nod. “Almost.”

“I mean, they are…but…” She mildly studied
The data but could not believe it, she
Did not want to. “This is unbelievable!
I have, we have…heard of this, read
About it…but to see it? To witness it?”

“Say it.” Varence insisted. “Say it so that
I know it is not just in my mind.”

Ceres swallowed. “Multiple genetic grafts,
DNA splices to their primary make up.
13 subspecies, or rather races of human
Within their matrix…with additional
Draconian, Sirian…and two other un-
Identified races…all merged together to
Create these…Eves. They are a
Multi-generated race of hybrid creation.
These women were made to create embryos
For further hybridization. They are
Breeding viable versatile hosts!”

“Well,” Varence corrected, “They are growing
The ideal host eggs to be fertilized. It
Is not as though they are pregnant.”

“It is still horrifying and disgusting!” Ceres
Spat. “To use them this way. To create a
Human like this…to be used…So that
They could create WHAT? What is it
Exactly they desire to create?”

“I believe it has something to do with
These unidentifiable races in their DNA
Matrix…the two missing pieces.” He said.

“So what are they?” She asked, trying
To scan them. “Other races they
Conquered? To use their genetic codes
And traits to create this?”

“It must be.” Varence said. He was absolutely
Shocked. “We have detailed information on
Every race in the universe. How is it possible
There are two unidentifiable genetic strands
In their DNA? Who or what are they? Where
Did they come from?”

“It makes no sense at all.” Ceres said shaking
Her head. She was overwhelmed, but
Still kept studying the data. Her eyes were
So wide with shock it nearly amused him.
But she kept trying alternative ideas to
Examine the two mysterious strands. “Their
Is something peculiar here…”

“To say a little…” He laughed.

“No, these strands they are not just
Unidentifiable…” She suddenly gasped as it
Struck her intuition…remembering the
Earlier months of the Watchers posts…The
Council’s arrival to judge the situation on
Earth…The downloaded data from their
Mission subject on Nibiru; my interview…

“What is it?” He asked. “You see it?”

“Our summation on the Agendas of Earth.” She
Gasped again. “The other races…so many
Surrounding the planet, looming, just waiting
For the next cataclysm and harvest…”

“Yes?” He urged…

“The whales sensed the presence of higher
Dimensional life forms.” She turned to him. “They
Always know what’s there…Their sonar can penetrate
Higher dimensions.”

“Yes. I know. We’ve discussed that.”
He said.

“Do you not see?” She pressed him. “The
Genetic experiments you talked about…The
Hybrid, the clone experiments they were trying
To uncover what is in their present DNA…
The mysterious strands. They are the same as

“Are you playing riddles now?” He arched his
Brow at her.

“The experiments.” She kept nodding… “Other
Dimensional life forms?” His lack of senses
Frustrated her. “These mysterious DNA strands
Are from other dimensional life forms! Somehow
They contrived or gained samples of beings
From other dimensions and integrated them
Into 3rd dimensional cellular forms.”

Varence went numb, wide-eyed with horror.

“They have supernatural DNA.” She nodded with
Absolute amazement. “The God Project….This
Was their first attempt…It is their base,
Their core for farming, breeding…in attempts
To further it…The Eves are the basis,
They are hosts to breed with supernatural
Life forms…”

Varence nodded. “That’s why the Nephilim
Were so viable and diverse, so successfully
Bred on Earth…”

“But they didn’t know it,” Ceres said, “Not
Until they colonized the planet…with the
More stabilized DNA of the Adams…The
Adams’ sole DNA host parent stock
Stabilized them…That was their missing

“That’s why it worked on Earth and nowhere
Else.” Varence almost numbly moaned. “Who
Knows what they are creating on other slave
Worlds…This Earth however truly is different…
The potential is far more valuable…”

“And risky in the same.” Ceres said. “Anything
Could happen at any time in any generation.”

Varence studied his scans again more closely as
The Eves moved about him at their stations completely
Unaware of their visitors. “That explains the
Crude elements in the Eves’ estrus cycles.”

Ceres winced as she studied her scans some more. “What
Are you talking about? I cannot believe my eyes
At these formations, the overlapping strands, the
Masterful splicing…And what are these symbols in the
Strands…some kind of encrypted writing?”

“You really need to take a look more closely
At the women of Earth, Ceres.” He said to her.

“That’s your job.” She said. “Why?”

“These cycles these Eves possess,” he told her almost
Scornfully. “The present women of Earth still
Have them.”

She froze and raised her eyes to meet his. “That
Is abominable. How could they do that? These
Reproductive cycles are not natural to normal
Human women…That is an absolute horror…can’t
They feel it isn’t normal? These crazed hormone
Levels would render reproductive cycles…insane!”

Varence seemed to blink repetitively in response as if
To nod to agree with her. “One day when they
Encounter their relatives in the stars…they
Will undoubtedly encounter many shocking
Revelations about themselves…their origins…
What they are…have become, would become
And can be.”

“No wonder the Earth is insane!”

Something was happening around them. The Eves
Attending the monitors were urgently rushing to
Complete some task.

“What are they doing?” Ceres asked.

Varence scanned the panels’ proceedings.
“They are…preparing some kind of drone-like
Mini-vessel…” He gasped slightly. “To deliver
The harvested unfertilized eggs to a designated
Rendezvous location in deep space for the Empire
To retrieve.”

The High Priestess suddenly grabbed her head
And appeared to look dizzy and nearly fainted.
One of the subordinates in black robes quickly caught
Her. “Tamara, are you alright?”

“Yes,” the High Priestess said, “I just feel…I think
I need to return to my quarters to rest. I feel
Exhausted today.”

“Mother’s Hand,” the attendant called her, said to her,
“You must rest…tomorrow’s ceremonies are most
Important…The Deliverer will be selecting the

“I know that is why I must lay to rest.” Tamara
Said touching the Eves that surrounded her with
Support and adoration. “Let me return to my

“Do you require assistance, escort?” The chief
Attendant in black asked.

“No,” Tamara said shaking her head. “I will be
Fine. Let me leave now. I will rest and
Return for this evening’s blessings before final
End to the day. If there are any problems
I will have Lilith notify you at once. Can
You continue, Rebekah?”

“Yes, of course.” The attendant smiled and nodded

“Thank you.” Tamara nodded in return. “Blessed
To receive. I shall go now.”

“Blessed to endure.” Rebekah responded.
“Rest well, Mother’s Hand.”

At that Tamara slowly left…Varence immediately
Turned to Ceres, “We should follow her. I would like
To observe her a little more before we conclude
Now that we have we came for.” Ceres
Nodded without hesitation, then they followed
Tamara through the great corridor farther
Down the Eve ship…until the corridor narrowed
And became much more dimly lit. Then it
Became more of a dark hallway with paneled
Blue lights and more steel-like architecture.
Tamara came upon a lift, went inside…Varence
And Ceres entered with her…where the three
Of them were alone.

Inside the lift Tamara selected a very high level
Then leaned against the wall pinching her
Eyes shut and grabbing her temples tightly.

Varence immediately scanned her.

“What’s wrong with her?” Ceres asked as she
Began trying to dive into Tamara’s mind to
Sense the problem.

“Physically…she is just tired.” Varence answered.
“Otherwise nothing.” He turned to her. “Can
You tell anything?”

Ceres quickly found her own psychic answers…
“She is not like the others…She has a striking
Presence…but it is not…normal.”

“Oh?” He asked.

“There is something…NEW…going on inside of
Her.” Ceres said.

Tamara weakly turned…examining the lift…
Her eyes and senses taking in what she
Saw was there, what her mind told her
And what her senses felt of the invisible. She
Felt a chill and grabbed and hugged her arms
Tight. Then the lift reached its destination
And she quickly exited into a long dark
Hallway again dimly lit…her invisible
Escorts immediately followed. As she
Walked down the hallway she kept
Nervously turning her head every which way
Trying to understand what she sensed. At
The very end of the hall were two large
Doors with gold and red crosses…They slid open
For her as she neared, then entered
A very spacious, luxurious looking room
With tables, sofas low to the floor, velvet-
Like tapestries covering the walls full of
Decorative gold and silver blue designs. It
Was a very royal looking room.

There was a wide, huge window at the
Far end of the large room near a large
Round bed with ivory linens…beside it was
An altar full of candles and towering glass
Tubes full of colored waters, and burning
Incense holders that still let out puffs
Of smoke from earlier burnings. Tamara
Went to the altar, knelt and began to
Pray, trying to collect her senses as she
Felt torn apart.

Varence and Ceres stood nearby watching
Closely, with him constantly monitoring his
Scanner…and her constantly sensing
Tamara’s every move.

“There is something very odd going on with her
DNA.” Varence noted. “Some kind of

“Yes.” Ceres agreed. “I see it in her…I can
Feel it…She is transforming slowly.” She
Turned to him sharply. “And you say you
Never saw her make it to Earth?”

“No.” Varence told her. “She must have
Been killed in the battle with the Adam
Ship. This Eve never went to Earth.”

Ceres eyed her carefully. “If I didn’t…”

“What?” Varence asked.

“From what I’ve seen and sensed before.” Ceres
Said. “Of these changes in her…She is changing
On a molecular and spiritual level…at the
Same time…just as if…”

“Do not say it.” Varence said cautiously.

Ceres nodded. “A light was put in her head.”

Just then the doors to the quarters opened
And in walked a very tall, beautiful,
Proud looking woman…darker in skin, but
So brilliantly fair… “My dear…” She said to her.

“Alana.” Tamara said humbly.

“The Commander.” Varence told Ceres.

“You look tired.” Alana said, going to her.

“I don’t feel well.” Tamara said suddenly
Very heavy with emotions, very, very heavy
As though she would break at the sight
Of her mate.

“What is it?” Alana said, holding her.

“Something is wrong. Something is very, very
Wrong. I can feel it. It’s in the air…it’s
In everything.”


“Can’t you tell?” Tamara asked, her eyes
Glassy and desperate. “Can’t you feel it?
Just feel it? Can’t you?”

“You’re tired.”

“It’s everywhere.” Tamara began to cry as
She turned to the window. “Even the stars
Are crying out…The cries of destiny. The
Hours are falling…The days ending. This
Way of life is ending…Everything we know
That we’ve known, been taught…is wrong…
It’s so wrong. And it’s about to change.
It’s about to end.”

“You have to stop doing this to yourself.”
Alana said kindly. “You have to fight it.
They will insist on reprocessing you if…
Have you told anyone…about…The light
That came to you?”

“No.” Tamara said. “How can I? What
Could I say? What would they say? Who
Would believe? How could they?”

“Fight it.” Alana told her. “Your will is
Strong. Your mind is strong…your abilities…”

“I cannot fight it.” Tamara said
Angrily, glaring at her… “I tried…I can
Not…There is no fighting this…How can
You fight a light when all you have ever
Known is darkness?” She went to the
Windows to stare at the stars, then turned to
Alana sharply. “You have no idea what
This is or what is out there or what’s coming.”

“So tell me.” Alana tried to reason.

“The words won’t come…” Tamara could only
Say… “You will just have to wait and see.”

Varence nodded to Ceres. “We should
Leave NOW.” He insisted, they had seen
Enough. Ceres agreed. But as they neared
To exit…

“They’re at the door.” Tamara said sternly
To the invisible. “Fate is at the door and
You cannot stop them. EVER.”

They left quickly then…

Return to now…The Circle of Light.
Brishan and Ceres standing like towers of
Raging knowledge…

“This is not for analyzing. This is free
Information…take it as you wish.” Ceres
Said. “A fool would see a false story…No, here
The point I offer is clear…When last we
Spoke and wrote we laughed…this time, it’s
More serious. Change is coming. It will happen.
It can either be easy…fun. And good for
All. Or…it can be nasty. Which is it
Going to be? Think about it. Let it stand.
Think of those words.”




Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 14JAN2017


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (14 January 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 Watchers… The Star Elder…

*SONG* “Total Eclipse of the Heart” by Bonnie Tyler

And the Mystic took the sacred hourglass
Full of the sands from their ancient shrine
And poured them into the waters
Of the watching pool…into the Holy Water
Where reflections beheld the spirit cries
Of those waiting…
The Mystic’s hand dropped the ring into them then
The Circle…forging ripples into the water…
Ripples that caught the hours.
The Right moment, For the perfect time…
Ripples in the water resounding through
The Universe…of Circles…
Felt in souls across the stars, and through them
Into them…to break the bonds of false hearts
Stolen in time, a day of reckoning
Righting all wrongs, so that truth could see
Through them…
Then the Star Elder’s voice called the names
And across the Universe they woke, eyes
Blurrily blinking, bewitched but seeing clearly…
As though they had never seen before…

The call had sounded none could deny…
Circles from across the stars
The deaf defeated by mischievous lies
Did not hear them…
But others did in truth and rose…
And the Star Elder said, “Bring them together.”

One by one, in galaxies across the stars
Those bound to the hour glass awoke
And called out to each other…
Some answered, some did not…could not

These are the circles of ages, bloodlines
From the First home scattered across the
Universe…seeds, starseeds to create the grid…
So that when the time came and the
Call sounded…the dots could connect.
And Build the Bridge that could bring them
And the lost secrets and lost tribes together.

Guided by a light…and songs.
The heart would break the ties that held
Their lives by lies and misfortune…
To build The Bridge, first this must be broken,
The eclipsed heart…then the eyes will open
To see where they must work and go…

It’s the unsung riddle of the Heart.
Where did my soulmate go?
Where can I find them?
The Eyes search through crowds
Of countless faces but can never find them…
The restless, weak hearts settle…
Thus never find them…
The Brave hearts wait…endlessly
And often are drawn to the unknown
By night, to then search the starry night above them,
No faces in the crowds, but lift the eyes
And can’t help but stare into the stars
To Find them…

Nothing matters, nothing can…
Some circles are forged so long and deep
Into the soul nothing can compare,
No one can break the bond of a circle…
And there are countless circles…
To each their own, and in them they
Find all the answers they ever quested,
Ever needed, ever longed for.

Dare to dream, and believe and Find brave
Faith to chase and run to…
Then their circle will find them.
Settle, and choose one to bide time with…
Well that’s fine…but the circle will not
Favor the choice of settling.
Deep down you know that already.
You ask questions, that you know the
Answers to already!
That’s what the Mystic always says…
Believe…And conquer the world around you…
Conquer just one lie…and find reward…
Brave the wait…and the call will reward…
Then the soul finds strength and declares…
Don’t get in my way…
And the universe rewards that with power…
Trumpets sound. In this hour…Now is the time…

Now…the Star Elder…

So, what will happen now?

Through a foggy dream state, lost in worlds
Of dreams and meaningless time wasted…
The Ancient grabbed a handful of the
Sacred sands and called them…7…
But this is just one story…of many…
They could not deny, not fight the power
Of his will, his voice…They had to come
And stand Before him…

“I have to see you…” He said…
And when he calls, you have no choice, no will
But to go…souls drawn from the ether sleep
Go to him, to the sanctuary his lost tribe
Found. Stand before the Star Elder…
So 7 went…his choice…

There, bewildered and curious they were
Set into a line before him and his people…
The mystics of the Lost Tribe…
On a sanctuary world known only to
The Watchers; where all refugees go.

It’s like a dream; you can’t quite think,
Only feel and experience, and if you are
Lucky you remember it later.
But then you remember what he tells
You to remember.

And he knows your real name, not
The names your parents of the world gave
You, but the name your soul recognizes…
The name the stars gave you when
Souls were new and unspoiled…

“Stand them there in a line, the 7.”
The great Star Elder says.
And his people obey without question
Or hesitation…

Words to the Wise, or foolish…
You do NOT call this man, he calls you.
The Golden Rule of the Universe…
When he wants to see you, you go…
You can beg and plea to see him
A thousand times, he will NOT answer…
It has nothing to do with being special,
It’s just in the sands, as his people say.

So here they stood…7, from the Great Hall…
From the Mission…

It was hazy and dim, beneath a colorless
Night sky…set aglow by a light
Indescribable, but somewhat like the
Aurora Borealis of Earth…

I stood at the end, as confused as ever…
Looked to my left and there was the tall
Dark skinned guy I had seen in dreams
Before…Joe? Built like a massive football
Player! And beside him, the beautiful blond
Julie…but with shorter hair?
And beside her the tall Native American,
Jacob? Then beside him a smaller slim guy, Jason?
Then the blond guy that was like a surfer, John?
And at the end, the fair and magical, Jennifer?
Those are the ones I saw in dreams
So many times I could paint their pictures
Without thinking! What was going on?

Joe kept blinking and walking back and forth
On unsteady feet beside me. He seemed drunk.
“Man, this is a weird dream. What was in
Those Cheetos…pot?” He turned and blinked
At me. “You? I’ve seen you before!”

“I’ve seen you too.” I said to him.

“You drew those pictures for me…” Joe

“I did? What pictures?” I couldn’t remember
Anything. Everything was a fog of memories.

“The ones from the book.” He fought to think.
“Or was it that girl? I can’t remember…
Or you both did. You draw stuff.”

“I draw sometimes, yeah.” I answered but
Had no clue what he meant. I couldn’t
Think clearly at all there.

He turned to his left. “Barbie’s here too!”

“Oh my God!” Julie groaned. “Not this again!
Why am I here?”

“You cut your hair.” Joe moaned. “Short.”

“You’re a brilliant ape.” Julie growled.

Joe turned to me. “Yep, Mean Barbie. I
Remember Mean Barbie.”

“Stop calling me Barbie!” Julie winced.

Joe looked around, he was always the
Most vocal man! “Look at all the little Pink
People!” He said of these strange looking
People all around us, staring and watching
Us intently. “Little Oompa-Loompas. Where’s
Willy Wonka? They giving us any chocolate
Or what? Hurry up I have to pee!”

“Oh my God you are dumb!” Julie groaned.

“What? Why?” Joe asked.

“Honestly, are you ever serious?” Julie asked.
“Do they look like Oompa-Loompas?”

“Tiny little Pink People, them Oompa-Loompas.
They make chocolate in Willy’s factory.” Joe
Said. “Didn’t you ever see that movie? The
Little men…”

“Everyone is little to you.” Julie snapped.
“They are not Oompa-Loompas. And they were
Orange, not pink!”

“So, these guys are pink!” Joe said. “What’s
The difference?”

“Just be quiet and stop talking,” Julie said. “I
Can’t think.”

“Chill out will you, it’s a dream.” Joe said.
“And I can say whatever I want. It’s my
Dream. Not yours.”

“Just be quiet. Oh my God!” Julie growled.

Joe turned back to me. “Mean Barbie. Yep,
She’s always mean. At least you laugh.”

“You guys are funny!” I had to say, they
Always made me laugh.

“She’s meaner with shorter hair.” Joe

“Shut up!” Julie said. “Why is this happening
To me? Always happens this way!”

“Oh my God I have to remember this,” I said,
“I have to write this down.”

“You write too?” Joe asked.

“Like in a dream journal, yeah.” I said.

“Hey,” Joe said leaning close to me like he
Was drunk, “If you write this down, no one
Will read it, right?”

“I guess not, no.” I said. (OOPS)

“Cool,” he said, “Then, can you write down that
I am very good looking? Yeah, write down
I am really hot.”

“You want me to write down you are good looking
And hot?” I laughed.

“Yeah, sure, why not?” Joe laughed. “I mean
If you read this later, or I do. It’s my dream?
Whatever. Then you will remember me that
Way…or I will. I never write. I never
Read. Man I hate to read. I always feel
Stupid when I read.”

“Imagine that.” Julie laughed.

“Hey cool it, Haircut Barbie.” Joe laughed. “Quit
Being mean to me, ok will ya?”

“No, it makes me feel better!” Julie snapped.

I laughed. “Ok Joe, I will write down in my
Journal you are really good looking and hot.
Don’t worry, no one will read it.” I swear
He is going to kill me if he finds out, he could
Pound me into the dirt! Sorry Joe, you know
I think you’re always cool. I love you, please
Don’t kill me. But he hates to read, so maybe
I’ll get lucky.

“Man, I really like you!” Joe smiled big at me.

“Are you really going to listen to him?”
Julie asked as the strange looking natives
Around us watched our exchange with
Amusement. “Don’t corrupt him.” Julie
Nodded at me.

“Hey, he’s a big boy, he’s fine.” Joe patted me
On the back. “Besides it’s my dream.”

I had to laugh, oh the two of them were
So funny!

“Your dream?” She said to him with a
Smile that looked like a snarl. “Do you
Think I want to be here? Why would I be
Here, or any of us if this was your dream?”

“Because I like to torture myself in my
Sleep.” Joe bellowed at her. “It’s like those
Girls that hang out after practice, a bunch
Of mean Barbie dolls!”

“What are talking about?” She squinted
At him. “What girls? Why do I do this
To myself? I was having margaritas, planning
My day tomorrow, the next thing I know I’m
Here. This is worse than when Shelly was
Preaching to me about love and light and
Her lightworker nonsense over lunch after
The salon. She always does this to me. Every
Time she talks about that lightworker
Stuff of hers I have a dream like this.”

A strained pause as everyone watched and
Listened. The others in the line seemed too
Confused to talk…Joe however…

“Lightworkers?” Joe asked straining to think.
“What’s that, what are you talking about?
A lighthouse?”

“What?” Julie said rolling her eyes. “No—“

“Hey people that work in lighthouses, that’s
A tough job,” Joe barked. “They have rights.
What, do you have something against
Lighthouses or something?”

Julie had this look of shock. “No. No, that’s
Not what I was—“

“You know what your problem is?” Joe
Snapped as he waved his hand in a wide
Gesture. “You’re stuck up. Yeah, California
Barbie has it easy, shops all day and stuff.
Can’t even sympathize with some poor
Bored guy in a lighthouse. They have unions
And stuff, they work hard. Give them a
Break already will ya!”

I laughed, then Jacob started laughing.
Soon everyone was…except Julie and Joe.

“My God, you are so dense!” Julie snapped.

“What?” Joe scowled. “Why? Hey Tonto
Over there thinks I’m funny.” He said,
Pointing to Jacob. “Yeah, see he’s cool,
He can chill out like on cool Keemosabi.”

“Tonto?” Julie said, shaking her head with
A bitter laugh. “Keemosabi? Really Lone
Ranger? HE can’t be both you idiot, either
One or the other. You’re just loud and
Stupid that’s what you are.”

“Whatever.” Joe turned to me, “You know
She’s the meanest Barbie I’ve ever seen.
Friggin’ California Plastic Dreaming…Won’t
Let me talk, won’t let me pee.” He turned
Sharply to her then. “You know you better
Start being nicer to me or I’m gonna pee
Right here all over you!”

“You’re disgusting! UGH!” Julie shouted. “Can
You be serious and intelligent ever? Why am
I being punished like this? UGH!” She turned
To Jacob. “Can I switch places with you?
Can we please switch right now?”

“Are we allowed to do that?” Jacob asked.

“Oh please,” Julie begged angrily. “I swear
These people will think we’re nuts!”

“Aw, Barbie’s scared of the little Pink
Oompa-Loompas.” Joe mocked her laughing.

“Just shut up! Just stop talking!” She
Moved around Jacob and urged him to
Switch anyway. He complied with a bit
Of a laugh, but was a little nervous to do it.

“You know you were a lot nicer before you cut
Your hair!” Joe yelled at her. “Who cares
What the little Oompa-Loompas think? What
No chocolate tonight from Willy Wonka? Go
Ask Ken for some magic grow pills to grow
Your hair back!”

I thought I was going to die from laughing!
“Shh…you have to be quiet. Look at their
Faces,” I tried to quietly tell him about
The natives, “These people look shocked.”

“You gotta quit whispering, my friend,” Joe
Told me. “Quit worrying about the little
Pink Oompa-Loompa people. This is a dream!
Are you really going to write this down?”

“Oh yeah,” I said, “I am definitely
Going to write this down.”

“You going to write how mean Barbie
Is being to me?” He asked.

“”Uh?” I just laughed.

“You going to show this to anyone?” Joe

“Uh,” I said, “No.” (OOPS)

“Oh, okay,” Joe said, “Well, don’t forget
To write how I’m really good looking.”

“Ok, Joe.” My God, I hope he never starts
Liking to read…

“And don’t forget to write about Mean
Barbie.” Joe laughed. “And make sure you
Write down how no one pees in California.
Must be one hell of a state.”

“I got it, Joe, I promise.” I said.

“Quit calling me Barbie, you great ape!”
Julie shouted.

The natives around, I swear I couldn’t tell
If they thought we were nuts or if
They had made some horrible mistake
In bringing us here.

“Are you really going to write about this?”
Jacob asked, leaning over.

“Yeah. Oh I have to remember this.” I
Told him.

“Can you write down I’m really good
Looking too?” Jacob asked.

“See,” Joe nodded, “Not just me.”

“The three of you, my God.” Julie cried out.
“Give us mercy, please!”

“Hey, you cut your hair, you lost your chance
To speak.” Joe cackled, he was really enjoying
Himself. “Write down she looks like Ken’s
Gay wimpy younger brother. I don’t care,
This is my dream.”

“You know, you are an evil giant ape!”
Julie shouted.

“Yeah?” Joe laughed. “Go wax surfer boys’
Legs, they look like they need shining, friggin’
California man, friggin’ California. No peeing
Allowed…They must hate toilets. Must
Be one hell of state, man!”

“You’re disgusting!” Julie yelled at him.
“You’re just totally disgusting!”

“Boo hoo, man. Boo hoo!” Joe yelled back.
“Come and get me, Ken. Come and get me.
I’m right here waiting for ya.”

I swear I could die laughing.

“What are we here for anyhow? Waiting
For the millennia to come?” Joe asked.

Jacob leaned to me. “You know, I’ve never
Had a dream like this before. I think I
Like it. Is that wrong?”

“Me either.” I said, “I don’t know. But
I swear it’s funny. I have to remember it.
I have to write it down.”

“Just don’t forget to write down I’m really,
Really good looking.” Joe said. “Yeah, say
I’m really hot.”

“And don’t forget to write down how stupid he
Is either!” Julie told me.

“What is he, your secretary?” Joe ordered.
“This is my dream. He’ll write what
I say. Bitch.”

“Nice!” Julie recoiled. “Stupid ape.”

Joe turned to me with a smile and patted
Me on the back. “Just write down
That I’m really, really good looking. That’s
The most important thing to remember.”


“No one’s going to read this, right?” Joe
Asked. “Just me?” He shook his head. “Man
I hate to read.”

“Nope, no one will ever read this, Joe. It’s
Cool.” One day I will be a dead man. Joe
Is going to pound me into the dirt. But
Hopefully Jacob will be there to save me.
But if Julie is there it could be an entirely
Different story. (GRIN)

“Just what is going on now?” Joe mumbled
As we all noticed the commotion of the
People…The crowd around us was whispering.
“Something is going on…”

“You think?” Julie said loudly. “I swear to
God I am never having lunch with
Shelley at that café again!”

Julie was irritated, but I swear there was
Something in her voice, a tone…She was enjoying
This, if just a little bit. She just hid it really

We watched as the crowd parted and this man,
A clearly very old, almost ancient looking man
With this fantastic headdress of white feathers
Appeared, guided by a small child…who seemed
To be leading him by the hand towards us. Was
He blind? It seemed so. The little child appeared to
Be maybe 5 or 6 years old, and very wide eyed,
Innocent and happy looking. The elderly man the
Child led held his head high and slightly tilted
With a distant expression, as if he were
Staring off, at, or into something. His eyes
Glowed like moons on his face, he was amazing
Looking. And everyone fell silent…

“Check out the wild dressed Willy Wonka!”
Joe exclaimed, breaking the silence. “Is he
Their chief?”

Jacob studied them fast and said, “That’s no
Chief…” He swallowed. “He’s some kind of
Medicine Man, you can feel it. He’s not like
The others…”

“I swear I’ve dreamed of these people
Before.” I said. “The Lost Tribe…”

A woman stepped Forward then, before
Him, dressed in these tan-ish orange
Robes with shells and beads adorning her.
“This is the Star Elder.” She said with
A strange accent. “He wished to see you.
He summoned you.”

“What’s Willy Wonka want to see us for?”
Joe laughed.

“Oh stop it, will you.” Julie ordered. “He’s not
Willy Wonka. Can’t you just be quiet for once
And listen.”

“Dude, Bro this is weird.” Joe grumbled. “Why
Can’t I just have chocolate and Cheetos.”
He turned to me and patted me on the
Shoulder. “Actually that sounds good. I gotta
Try that when I wake up.”

“Ape!” Julie groaned. “Such an ape! Be quiet
And just listen!”

I had to smile and laugh as Joe looked
At me…The look on his face, I was just
Waiting for his words. “You think Ken ever
Feeds her? NOPE.”

“UGH!” Julie howled.

The little child led the Elder to us…First
To the end where Jennifer stood…Silence
Fell across the crowd in awe. Although we
Had no idea what this was, why, or what
To expect. I leaned forward to see, but so
Did Joe and it was so hard to see past him
Since he was so huge. The Elder put his hand
Gently high on Jennifer’s chest just below
Her collar bone…then spoke something very

“What’s Willy Wonka saying? I can’t hear
Nothing!” Joe yelled.

“Shut up, just shut up!” Julie ordered.

Then the Elder, led by the child, moved next
To John and did the same. Again, very soft

“What’s Willy Wonka saying?” Joe asked loudly.
“We getting any candy or what?”

“Dear God!” Julie rolled her eyes. “Will you
Ever shut up?”

Joe turned to me and whispered. “It’s all
That plastic candy food she eats. That’s
Why Barbie’s so mean.”

I had to laugh, it was hard not to.
“Oh come on.”

“I’m serious Bro,” Joe said, “Look at her…
She could take out the Middle East. That’s
Probably why she cut her hair. Barbie
Commando! Ken can’t do it, that dude’s got
Molded plastic for nuts.”

I begged him with a gesture to be quiet
Though I was dying of laughter inside.

Joe kept watching. “I better get candy is
All I’m saying. All these pink little Oompa-
Loompas around, they better have candy or
I’m taking out this chocolate factory.”

“There’s no candy.” Jacob laughed. “I think
This is like some ceremonial initiation…”

“That sucks!” Joe bellowed. “What am I
Dreaming this for?”

The Elder then moved to Jason, then to

“Oh man, watch it now.” Joe barked. “Willy’s
Gonna meet Barbie…I bet she’s gonna
Say no chocolate gimme some sprouts.”

I know it was serious but it was hard
To think. I shook my head and looked at
Jacob who shared a similar expression…
He just held up his finger to his lips to
Be quiet…And Joe did listen, for the moment.

The Elder then moved to Jacob, touched his
Chest…then paused for a long time. His
Eyes seemed far away, then with his
Chin high and tilted head he leaned close to
Jacob and whispered something to him. I
Couldn’t hear, but whatever it was it
Apparently stunned Jacob silent. His face
Went pale, he swallowed. Then he looked
Nervously down and all around and
Wouldn’t’ say anything.

Joe panicked and turned to me. “Dude, Bro,
Did you hear what Willy said? What the Hell?”
He froze then as the Elder now stood in front
Of him and touched his chest.

Strained moments. Joe was frozen in both fear
And curiosity. The Elder’s face was intense now,
His eyes glowing…Suddenly his presence was
Very powerful, this was no joke…He leaned
Forward to Joe and whispered…I couldn’t
Hear but it obviously struck Joe with shock.
He turned to me. “This blows! Man I just
Want to just buy a farm somewhere and hide.”

The Star Elder finally came to me…
Everyone was silent and serious now. I
Briefly looked down the line, worried. Everyone
Was looking down…speechless, almost
Scared out of their minds?

The Star Elder touched my chest. But I
Could barely feel his hand, it was almost
Buzzing with energy instead of flesh. I stared
At his face, but his eyes were lifted and
Face tilted slightly away from mine. He was
So close now, I could feel it…He was
Not like anything I can describe. It was like
He was there, but wasn’t there. His eyes
Weren’t of this world, they were someplace
Else…everywhere else, all at the same time.
They changed from pearly white to a shiny
Shimmery chartreuse-like gold…as he
Was seeing into the ethereal limitless
Universe. He knew time, he knew space.
He was looking into destiny and fate. He
Wanted to see who we were and what
Parts we played. This man had a power
Unlike anyone. How is that possible?

People will argue and say it isn’t possible. But
I’m telling you this is a REAL MAN,
He does exist…and he knows everything!

Suddenly standing before him felt terrifying and I
Didn’t want to know what he was
Going to say. I was immediately scared
To death.

He lingered in front of me a very long time.
Too long. He was mesmerized by something.
It made me nervous and I looked around,
His people were swarming in closer towards
Him. His face seemed to light up. He kept
Seeing things I could feel it, but said
Nothing. I could feel myself sweat, his
Hand kept getting hotter. Then everyone
In the line was staring at him and me…

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he
Pulled his hand away. I swear I couldn’t
Be sure then, did he touch me or not?
It’s hard to explain. It was like he
Touched you but didn’t, as though he
Touched the energy field around you…I
Swallowed and waited for his words.
Why was it taking him so long to find
Words? It was like he was trying very
Hard to be careful what to say!

Instead of leaning forward to whisper, he
Leaned back and pointed. “You will go.”
Was all he said. Then he patted the little
Child’s hand eagerly to lead him away. And
He had the strangest look of contentment
On his face…and all of his people clustered
Close around him sensing his excitement
As he walked away.

Wait,” I called out nervously. “Where
Am I going?” But they just ignored me.
“Where am I going?” I yelled. Nothing,
No one would look at me! I turned to
Joe. “Where am I going?”

Joe looked scared. He said nothing.

“Where am I going?”

A woman, the one from before, stood before
Us very proud and pleased. “Thank you.
You may all return now. You will remember
This for a long time.”

The Fog of unconsciousness collapsed the
Scene…then it was gone…Was it a dream?
I remember it more vividly than anything
I can see or touch…

The Circle of Light…A brief visit for
Insight and Final words.

Ceres was there with Brishan, standing tall
And strongly elegant. Beautiful…waiting with
Her hands on her hips and her head
Tilted curiously as she eyed me. She
Knew a lot about this Star Elder.
I could feel it.

“Are you going to tell me now?” I
Asked her.

“It’s a miracle to even meet him.” Ceres
Said. “It’s a gift to be invited, to be
Summoned…even among us it is rare.
When the universe calls your name and
You hear it…when he hears it…you learn
Your whole life…to listen. To betray what
He says to you is a crime. Yes I know
What he meant…This was before the angel
Wasn’t it?”


She nodded. “It’s still happening. You will
Have to wait and see.”

“Oh.” I wanted to hear so much more after
All this time!

“Is there anything else you wanted to know?”
She asked.

“No.” I sighed. “Well…there is one
Thing I have to say. It’s very important.
If I don’t say it I think I may
Be in serious trouble.”

“What’s that?” She asked seriously.

“Joe is really, really good looking.
And I’m not just saying that because
He could squash me. If I ever find him
I have to make this very clear…He
Is a very, very good looking man. Really
Hot. You should know that.”

Ceres couldn’t help but shake her head
And let a loud laugh. It was
The first time I had ever really seen
Her laugh like that, a truly amused,
Joyous laughter. She nodded. “I
Understand. Thank you.”





Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 7JAN2017


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (7 January 2016) 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.

Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Lost Tribe…

*SONG* “Eye in the Sky” by the Alan Parsons Project

It was one of those nights when everything
Felt heavy and I couldn’t keep my eyes
Open…I don’t even remember laying down…

There was smoke, the air was so thick
That I couldn’t breathe.
There were explosions, the sounds of
A thundering angry sky, of shaking
And cracking ground, and the awful
Sounds of people screaming. It was
Deafening, it was so loud and vivid it was
Impossible to believe that it was a dream.
How could a dream be that vivid, that
Loud? How could that be happening in
Your sleep?

I couldn’t see clearly, even my vision was
Shaky and blurry from the chaos all around.
I was struggling to stand, to see, to make
Sense of anything. I was in some kind of
City…but not any I knew.

The buildings were tall and seemed built
Mostly by their surface, of glass…
But I saw no concrete or steel…it was
Some kind of stoney construction…like
The deserts of the American Southwest…
The buildings resembled some sort of adobe
Style…and they blended in with a
Flat street and sidewalk that was perfectly

The sidewalks were equal to the streets
And wider than any I ever saw.
The streets were narrow, as if they had
No frequent use for machines or cars, in
Fact I saw no cars, or buses or vehicles
Of any kind. All that I saw
Were people running and screaming in
Terror…racing in every direction, some
Covering their heads fearing falling debris
That was pelting the ground. I had no idea
Where this was…but it sure looked like
Some kind of war was going on…It
Was a city in the midst of destruction.
I had no clue why I was there at all.

What struck me most was the people…At
First because of the shaking I wasn’t sure I saw
Things right…The smoke from the explosions
Made me squint and my eyes water…I had to keep
Focusing and rubbing my eyes. It sure felt
Real, like no dream at all. The people, their
Skin was a rich pinkish-red…it couldn’t
Be that way, I kept staring at them
And studying them as they ran around
And raced passed me. I had NEVER
Seen skin their color before…pinkish-red?
But the texture and tone of their skin
Was normal, was it some kind of movie?
It didn’t seem like they were wearing makeup.
There were subtle tones to their skin, variations
In their complexions that would have made it
Nearly impossible for makeup…And their hair,
They all had the SAME color hair? The old, the
Young…men, women, children, every age and
Size I could see…Their hair was a creamy
Beige color…thick, worn in different styles;
Long and short…even their haircuts looked
Strange? Cropped bangs, sharp not frayed…very
Neatly curled shoulder length hair almost
Like a standard among men, of the men and
Women…some seemed to display a more unisex
Look to them…

Even their clothing was odd! A creamsicle
Orange color that almost all of them
Wore…But some wore more elaborate tunics,
Again both men and women shared
All styles…Despite the chaos of them running
Around and the explosions, they were a
Very striking looking people…There was a
Very intense Native American feel to them
Somehow…something of an appreciation of
Nature…it was hard to explain, you could
Just feel it about them…

But those explosions! Blasts going off all
Around…The smoke, the falling debris made
It hard to stay calm. I just wanted to
Run and hide like these people were,
No matter how curious I was. And the
Sounds of rumbling in the sky, of the ground
Shaking beneath my feet also made it
Hard to think. What was this place?
Was it real? It was too elaborate looking
To seem made up.

And what was going on? A war? How? Why?

I just kept hiding behind things, a big
Box like structure here or there. I had no idea
What they were, only that they seemed good
For cover. I moved around as much as I
Could trying to see, to understand, no one
Seemed to see me though.

I just kept watching the people run, run
Into buildings, run for cover…in pairs, individuals
Or small groups. They seemed very careful
And mindful of each other’s safety. Not once
Did I see anyone trampled. In fact I
Repeatedly saw them helping each other.
If someone fell, another person nearby
Would stop to help them, guide them on.
I had never seen such quick and
Considerate concern before. Who were these

The explosions kept getting louder, the
Shaking worse. Yet more and more people
Kept racing by, coming from further
Down the street…They were running
From something I could not see, but it
Was all so unclear…The only palpable
Thing in the air was panic, desperation,
And terror.

At one point I fell behind some kind of
Box by a couple of benches…When I went
To stand up there was a woman
Running by. She froze when she saw me,
Her eyes bulged. Then she stared
Me down, studying me. She had
The most amazing, almost glowing
Chartreuse colored eyes…

“Where did you come from?” She asked me,
But not with words! She asked me
Silently with her mind, telepathy!
“You shouldn’t be here!”

I tried to respond but all I
Could do was listen…

“You shouldn’t be here.” She kept saying. Then
She was peeling open my mind inside out
With her mind. I could feel it! Then she was
Nodding, she seemed to find the answers
She was looking for. “Oh I see why.” She
Said to me, “Look then, see, pay
Attention.” She ordered fast. “Make
Notes. You won’t ever forget this. EVER!”

“Who are you?!” I finally said.

Her arm shot out pointing to the ground
And then to the sky. “Them! They’re here!”

“Who?” I asked.

“Listen to me,” she said, “There’s no
Time!” I could feel the panic in
Her voice…She was not only talking to
My mind but conveying every emotion
She felt as well. She was terrified! Not just
By what I saw, it was much more complex.

“I don’t understand!” I told her…
This woman, who seemed 30 something,
But fit and trim and very smart; brilliant

Her face became intense, and despite the
Chaos she focused her mind to send me
Images…memories, thoughts, feelings…
Way too complicated for speech. It was
Like some huge documentary, but in
Fast forward…

She showed me details of her race,
Her world. They were a peaceful,
Nurturing people, living at one with
Nature, a powerful deep sense of peace
Within them. They were an advanced race,
Highly telepathic…

They were a trusting people, too trusting.

Some years ago…they were approached
By visitors from deep space…from far,
Far away…Making big promises, lots
Of big promises and they took advantage…
And lied…This foreign power
Only wanted their resources and the
People as specimens for
Some kind of research. This was all
Some kind of Invasion!

“Beware them.” She said. “Beware
The Destroyers. Beware the Triangular
Ships. They are not your Friends.
Beware them. Tell people. Tell
Anyone that will listen. Beware
The Destroyers! Beware the Triangular
Ships! The Evil is coming! They’re

“How can I tell people that?!” I begged her.

She kept sending me images from her mind,
It was an overload of information as the
Smoke and explosions continued all around.
There were whirling buzzing sounds in the
Air, ships flying overhead that I couldn’t
See…and the cries of screaming people, her
People, everywhere.

The pictures she sent to my mind…emotions
With them…first of hope turned to fear
And regret. Her blissful people’s existence…
Blindly preaching peace and hope, never considering
The darker side of things. They never knew
Anything different for generations. They knew
Nothing of liars, of deception…They were a
Telepathic race…such things did not exist
Among them. They did not understand the
Concept of deceit or withholding information.
These invaders had come disguised with
Friendly faces, human-like? They offered
Friendship and technology. But what they
Really wanted was her people’s genetic gifts…
Their DNA…

She showed me cascading images with lightning
Speed…of a Eden world living merrily for
Years with little knowledge of space. They had
Not ventured out into the stars yet, so these
Space visitors were seen as a miracle. But
There was something cold and cruel about them.
They showed little emotions.

For decades a slow process of integration had
Gone on with her people and theirs…As the
Visitors slowly, unknowingly corrupted her
World. It began with the young, poisoning
Their minds with selfish, reckless pleasures…
Greed, materialism, then lastly war games
And violence…through seemingly harmless
Games of competition that gradually grew
More bloody and violent…The easiest way to
Pollute and corrupt a world was to poison
Their youth…slowly this way, with
Games that dissolved the senses…appealing
To primal desires…sex and survival.

The old were led astray differently, by
Materialism, indulgence and technology…
Make them weak and lazy…dependent
On technology…make them shallow, make
Them vain…Indulge them, withhold…preach
And lie to them. Then give them more, then
Stall, take it away and repeat the process
Until all they cared about was more, more, more…

Nations, once peaceful, began to fight, disagree
Constantly. Unity in their world broke down
Until no one trusted one another. And each
New generation that came along was more
Corrupt, more greedy…hormonal and warlike
And competitive…until all anyone wanted
To do was fight, play games, have fun,
Collect treasures…party…

There once spiritual system began to break
Down as their religions reflected this as well…

Only the purest souls remained untouched by
This, as foretold by their most renowned
Spiritual leader…A man known as the
Star Elder…

Into each generation was born a handful of
Exceptionally gifted children, prized for their
Heightened telepathic and psychic abilities.
The Star Elder was the greatest gifted of
Them all…It was said he could see all, be
Everywhere…even into the vastness
Of the universe itself. He warned of
The coming of the Dark Ones, but on a
World that never knew evil…They could
Not recognize it until it was too late. The
Young denied the old ways, as did the
Governments as greed and materialism
Consumed them with fantastic new technology…

More explosions, more smoke, it was
Difficult to concentrate. But she kept
Communicating with me. I was locked in
Some kind of mental union with her as
She forced me to see, hear, feel everything
She knew no matter what was happening
Around us.

“You have to listen,” she insisted to my mind,
“You have to hear this…that is why you’re
Here. That is why you’re seeing this.”

“But how did I get here?” I asked her. “Why?
This is awful, I can’t do anything.”

The ground shook, so did the sky. What
Was happening. A horrible sense of dread
Filled her, then me…as she knew…it
Was coming to her world, an end.

“There is no future that exists for my world
Anymore.” She said. “All that we were
Is lost. They will consume us, and this
Will all end. Can’t you see, that is why
You are here.”

“What? Why? I can’t do anything to help
You.” I said.

“No, you can’t. You’re not supposed to. Don’t
You understand?” She said to my mind.

“But that makes no sense, so why show
Me this, the end of your world? That’s
Just the worst—“

“No one can help us, it’s ending.” She
Said, “It was unavoidable after all that
Happened. All that I can do is show you
So that you can tell others.”

“Tell them what, this?” I screamed in my
Head. “People will think I am nuts! Crazy!
No one will listen.”

“You have to tell others. Make them listen.”
She insisted, “If they won’t listen, then
You make them…You tell them once, then
You tell them again, then you tell them
Again! Then you tell them again!”

“Some story about an alien world ending?
About Triangular ships? About Destroyers?
What do they look like?”

“I just showed you,” she said with words
And images, “To us they came with
Friendly faces…The technology, the games
And lies.”

“But I don’t know how to explain that.”

“Just tell them what you saw here.” She
Insisted. “You’re seeing what you’re seeing
For a reason. Does it feel like a game?”


“Does it feel like a lie?” She asked.


“Then you do as I said and you tell them.”
She pushed the words deep into my head.
“Then you tell them again and again
And again. Make them listen. My people,
My world is lost…all worlds will be too
If they don’t listen. If they refuse to listen
They will be lost. If they won’t even
Consider it they are lost. This is not a game!”

The connection was broken. The ground
Shook, I slipped and fell, there was
Choking smoke. She turned and ran
Into a nearby building. Then there was
A huge explosion inside and the building
Began to crumble…

The connection severed and I woke up
Scared to death.

Puzzled, shaken…The words are a puzzle
On the paper. The voices came, familiar
Voices and now the notebook has a mind
Of its own…

“So are you going to tell them?” Ceres’s voice
Asked, though I could not see her.

“I wrote it. The words are there.” I write.
“Why now? People will think this is nuts.”

“Ah,” Brishan’s voice said next. “And
Wisdom and sense is broad and common
On Earth now, is it?”


“He’s joking.” Ceres laughed. “He does have a
Sense of humor, my brother. When he’s not

“Appropriate, Ceres. Appropriate.” He said.
“Write the words anyway. Tell them.”

“There’s always a reason,” Ceres went
On, her voice…I had never noticed it
As much before. It was very soothing,
Very calm, yet strong. “Thank you…Now,
Don’t worry. Just trust it. Write the
Words and tell the story then pass
It along as always.”

“But why this now? They’ll think I’m
Trying to scare them.”

“If they think that they’re not
Paying attention to anything.” Brishan
Said. “No one is saying the world is
Ending, not here, not right now…”

“Listen to the light as well as see it,”
Ceres said. “It has a voice too…And
Remember what she told you in the dream.
There’s a reason there…You tell them. And
If they won’t listen, then you tell it again
Anyway. Then you tell it again, then you
Tell it again and again.”

“Oh joy. Is that the reason, this is the
Season?” I asked. “What does that say
For the New Year?”

“You want a more blunt statement?”
Brishan stated firmly. “Fine I will
Give you one. Change is happening on the
Earth now…people are waking up. The
Dark Forces that have conspired and
Corrupted things for ages are being
Challenged. They don’t like it and
Will resist and try to make things
Difficult…in many ways…But as you’ve
Said before…They have shaped their
Own defeat…By blindly ruling for
So long they created their own demise…
If the darkness rises, so will the
Light…So if they want good advice…tell
Them to sit down and shut up.”

“Oh, That was blunt.” Ceres seemed

“I was trying as best I could.” Brishan

“You’re saying these changes are inevitable.”

“No,” Brishan corrected firmly, “I’m
Saying the rules have changed and will
Continue to change if they want to be
So aggressive…The words will fall on
The right minds…Kindness now, we insist.”

“I’m sure the point will be made.” Ceres

“Besides…We have stories for you to tell.”

“More?” I asked.

“For now, light…abrupt, easy.” Brishan
Said. “It will be enough to digest.”

“Perhaps you should suggest something
With a ball for them?” Ceres asked.
“Maybe roll something around.”

“Ah,” Brishan laughed. “Yes…and
Say if financial concerns are so important
To them…Perhaps they should be for
Us as well…Apollo is there after all…
Though he will return.”

“Must that happen so soon?” Ceres asked,
She did not seem pleased.

“This is his post.” Brishan said.

“Can’t you have him go count the stars or
Something?” She asked.

“Ceres.” He said sternly.

“Fine. Wonderful. How magical.” She responded.
“I shall eagerly await it.”

“Oh, and one last thing.” Brishan said.

“Yes?” I asked.

“If I am aggravated. So many others
Will be as well…That’s all I have to
Say. Nice and simple this time. Your
New Year is coming. Relax. Enjoy it…
We’re looking into making it easier
For you…Rest now. My Best Wishes
To Everyone.”

“Everyone?” Ceres asked curiously.

“Everyone.” Brishan said with a
Mysterious tone.



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 31DEC2016

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (31 December 2016) 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 Watchers…The Stars Align…The Visitor…

*SONG* “Voca Me” by Libera

If by chance you meet…and the stars
Align…The stars will show you the way.
Every year now you know
When the time comes…it’s there for you…
The window begins with the constellations
Orion, Orion’s belt will point the way…
To the Seven Sisters…of the Red Bull,
Taurus…The Ring around the moon…
The Red Moon…The Red Light in the Sky…
Pegasus…prime with the Leonids, when
The star showers, shooting stars…
The call will come…and the Window
Will remain open until the Winter Solstice…

There will be no coincidences…
The harmony, that feeling will be there…
For the right ones…the chance
Remains true every year…Because they’ve
Got the Golden Ticket…
And when by chance they meet,
As though for the first time…
It will feel old and new in the same…
The stars will light the way
And they will know where to go…
The coordinates…like lottery numbers…
Good luck…to each their own, to each
Their circle…
Songs hold the key, like Earth, Wind and Fire…
“September.” September through December.
The stars will light the way…

It’s done…the call sounded…and their voices
Were in the stars and called…
Resounding throughout the soul.
Now somewhere inside there is no choice
But to act, to make it happen, again and again
Until the bridge remains…and the dots
Connect, the dots that were mysteries and
Now show themselves in the stars.
Some will never understand, they will be
Distracted by whatever means they
Seek to find their own answers. It doesn’t
Matter anymore…They can say what
They will, they didn’t hear them…
So many voices, like ours out there
Reaching out to connect, lost and confused
As much as we are…Full of questions,
Questions about us, about them…
With answers and mysteries of their own.

The Universe is so big…untamed, settled
Here and there…An ocean of stars, of
Worlds and all we see is the surface.
I’m tired of waiting, hesitating…
I’m just responding to a request and
Sharing what they said. Believe it. Don’t
Believe it…I don’t care.

Now by the light, the box opens
To the bridge…The Circle of Light…
Where they wait…

“So many odds and ends,” Brishan says
As he sits calmly. To put the little clues
Together…takes time…”

“Years…” I said… “Years for me. Bits
And pieces scattered across a lifetime,
Gathered together in dream journals
And sketchbooks…and stories written
Down…few will probably ever understand.”

“That’s alright,” he says, “That’s alright…
Sometimes that’s better…Take your
Time…Some things sound like nonsense
In bits and pieces…in broken moments…
But when you write them down…
And look at them later in a big
Picture…like a puzzle…it makes far
More sense.”

“You’re giving me another clue right
There, aren’t you?”

Ceres sat smiling calmly…Flawless,
Charming and beautiful as ever. They both
Were far too calm. “I think,” she says,
“You know why…Of course there is more
To it…puzzle pieces…There’s even
More hidden in what we say than you

“If I gave it to you all so quickly,”
Brishan says, “You would be entirely

“It would be easier! Less confusing.”

“Are you sure about that?” He asks,
Seriously yet kind. “Think about it
For a moment. You know more than you
Write…You still fight it. That is why
The Little Old Asian Man told you to
Write it down…Who has given you
The best advice so far? The help you
Needed…exactly when you needed it…”

“He has been given more advice than you
Would believe.” Ceres laughed.

“But you keep going.” Brishan said. “Why?”

“I don’t know. I just do.”

“There’s your answer right there.” He smiled.


“The will is in that light,” Brishan went on,
“You could not stop it if you wanted to.
You tried to stop it…others have as well…
And what happens?”

“It only gets stronger no matter what
I do…write, draw, paint, draw some
More…write some more…It doesn’t
Matter. I take a break…and it

He eyed Ceres curiously. “You were right,
This is far more fascinating than I
Would have believed. You’ve watched this…
For so long already?” He asked her.

“Quite some time,” she answered. “Well,
His time…our time, to us has been more
Brief…But in that time it has grown
Stronger. The writing part I never
Expected…I am quite eager to see
Where it goes.”

Brishan arched his brow then turned to
Me. “May I ask you a question?”


“Of this I mean, I would like to
Ask Valiant a question.” He explained.


“Just go with it.” Ceres nodded.

“Humor me.” Brishan said. “Now, let
Me ask…Valiant, what has been on
Your mind recently?”

Without thinking… “That dream about
The lost city they took me to. The
Crevasse…the one that opened…out of
Nowhere it seemed…In the ice, in
The cold place…The military took
Me there in a dream years ago…
I don’t know why…I didn’t say
Much…But I remember…”

“What?” Brishan asked.

“It was a piece of city the Earth
Swallowed.” I told him. “How or why…
Not sure…But I know this had them
Seriously amazed…mystified…
Because it seemed like a city
Swallowed by time…Ancient? A
Disaster in time. Was it a city of
The past? Or was it in fact a city
From the future…”

“And?” He asked.

“You tell me.” I said. “Is it a city from
The future? How is that possible?”

“With a Quantum Singularity anything
Is possible.” He said. “There are no
Rules when you play with time. Do you
Think there are mathematical formulas?
Equations to rationalize time manipulation,
Variations? Because there are not.”

“Why can’t I stop thinking about it now?”
I asked. “Does it mean something?
It has to, doesn’t it?”

“What did you see in this place?” He
Asked. “Do you remember?”

“That it was not what anyone
Expected…I remember seeing houses, or
What looked like houses…but of no
Architecture I know. I remember going
Into one…the furniture, the dishes…
The city, or what there was of it
Seemed alive…There was no power still active…
And something else…it seemed to be
Activated by touch I think…”

“A genetic activator response.” Ceres said
To him. “One of the more complex
Power systems designed to respond
To specific lifeforms…A bio-security
Measure…In this case, humans.”

“So you know something about this?”
I asked. “What is it?”

“If it’s what I think, it’s nothing
Standard in our database.” Brishan

“How can that be?” I asked them. “You
Have been around like for millions of

“Because it’s new.” He said.

“New?” I asked. “How can a buried city
Be new?”

“The consequences of the Quantum
Singularity.” He said. “As I told you
There are no rules…if at some point
In the future they were experimenting
With time…time travel…It could
Have created various instabilities.”

“Perhaps that is why the counsel
Gave them this, their time technology.”
Ceres said, “In an attempt to
Correct or control whatever time
Displacement that occurred in that
City…It would explain the energy
Readings…and the Empire’s presence
And interest in Earth.”

“They would never surrender such
A prize.” Brishan told her. “Time
Technology is one of THE most coveted
Sciences…any and all experiments
Are highly sought after.”

“It would explain also why so many
Races of aliens have a presence in this
System.” Ceres said… “Because of the
Growing phenomena.”

“Any sensible advanced race would
Avoid exposure to that sort of
Influence.” He told her.

“But not the harvest of resources
They could gain from it.” She told him.

“It’s too unstable.” He said. “If it’s true,
And it was a city experimenting with
Time travel…then it was destroyed…
And there are no present races capable
Of containing or controlling it.”

“Except ours.” She said. “It is something
You should have them look into.” She
Paused carefully… “Time travel readings
Do not show on our scans…consider it.”

He nodded as he stared at me intently.
“Can you remember anything more?”

“I don’t know, it gives me a headache
To think about it for too long.” I told him.
“It’s like when I do…worlds collide
Inside my head…Memories of things
That never happened…things that
Should…I can’t even read or
Watch the news without getting
Angry…everything feels wrong. My
Whole life feels wrong…like
Someone has been manipulating
Everything to rule the world and it’s
All screwed up…”

“Well…” He laughed a little…

“But it’s different now.” I told him
Sharply. “It’s like that box inside
My head where the light is, is getting
Angry…like time is up…Certain
Things should not be happening…
And will NOT be allowed to…and
If whatever power that is messing
With things…doesn’t like it? Well
That’s too bad…Because things are
About to change in a big way.”

“What do you mean?” He asked.

“It has something to do with Christmas.”
I said without thinking… “Christmas
Time…One magic Christmas…when
All the evil can be undone…when
The rules will change…and finally
A proper balance can be achieved…
I think people sense it too…That’s
Why there’s always been such hype
Over Christmas…because of the
Possibilities…of what was, of what
Might have been…of what could
Happen…and what as to happen
At this time…And it’s a cycle
That repeats every year.”

“This holiday phenomena is important to
Your people?” Brishan asked.

“Don’t you have holidays?” I asked.

“We have celebrating festivals…” He answered
“Many worlds do. Some celebrate constantly.
But nothing quite like this…that
I have seen. There seems to be quite a
Lot of…expectations…and disappointment
With this thing, this celebration…of

“Exactly,” I said, trying to explain to them.
“That’s what I mean…It’s everywhere. It
Always has been, for as long as I can
Remember…even in history…They call
It the season of perpetual hope. It’s
The best time for good things to
Happen. If you were ever to do something,
To intervene…now is the time.”

“How so?” He asked, with Ceres listening

“Hopes are, Faith is high,” I told them,
“Yet in the same…even for people
Who won’t admit it…This time of
Year comes around, deep down everyone
Hopes or hurts…Some of the most
Fantastic things happen at Christmas.
And people remember it. It’s a
Magical time…They say anything
Is possible on Christmas Eve…
Tell that to your friends…If you
Want to make a good impression.”

“You will have to explain this to me
Some more.” Brishan said intensely.

“I think it starts when we are
Children…The hopes…the belief in
Magic…of something wonderful
Happening…They have this figure,
A sort of legend…of Santa Claus, a
Man that brings toys to all the
Good little children…it appeals to
That innocence we all have that
Many lose over their life…and a
Lot of it has to do with a loss in
Hope, in magic…That people think
God doesn’t hear their wishes…because
They don’t get the life they want.”

“But life isn’t about getting what
You want.” He said. “Prayers aren’t
About asking for gifts…it’s about
Growing…becoming more fulfilled…
A refined spirit.”

“I realize that,” I told him, “I realize
You have to work for things, grow…
But this…Christmas is different…
It’s about magic…about something
Good and right happening…with
Little effort…everyone needs that,
Everyone. Something to believe in.
Do you know how many people
Fall down a dark path over one
Lost dream? A lot! Give them hope,
Give them faith…give them something
To believe in…Then give them magic,
A gift…a miracle at Christmas
And they won’t forget it…That’s
Something our world powers take
Advantage of…and it crushes people.”

“I think I see.” He said.

“You have to realize the power of
This time of year, you must?” I said
To them… “It made me believe…Don’t
You remember?”

Their curious faces led me to continue…

“When I was little,” I explained, “About
5 years old…I had just started
School, it was hard for me because
My family didn’t celebrate Christmas
Then…And all of the other kids
In school did…They would talk about
This magical season…with decorations,
Cookies, candies…Christmas trees,
And toys…and Santa Claus…the magical
Man that brought gifts no matter
Who you were or what you had…like
Magic this man would come and give
Gifts for no reason at all…it was

“That Christmas, when I was 5…it
Was awful…There were celebrations
Everywhere…decorations…candy canes
And cookies…and at home, for me
It felt lifeless…empty…like the rest
Of the world was celebrating, hoping
And believing…and at home we
Weren’t allowed…It was a strict
Religious thing…my grandparents
Enforced…we had to live it…But
I never understood what was so
Wrong with Christmas…

“Imagine feeling left out of that hope
And magic…and having to wait for
It to pass just to feel…normal…

“Many adults get so sour at this time
Of year, because it’s about money and
Things they can’t afford…and everywhere
All around all they see is what they
Can’t have…instead of what to
Hope for, believe in…

“Some are selfish yes, and want everything
For free…and I mean everything…
My sister’s friends were like that…
The stories about what they got…
Ridiculous…One of her friends would
Literally get bags full of money,
Jewelry every year…it was sick…

“But some people are so kind and
Generous at Christmas…They send
Cards, they bake, they share,
They celebrate together…It can
Bring out the very best in people…
The best people always show their
True colors at Christmas…Those
Are the ones to watch for…to help…

“Forget the ones who just want to
Take and take, they just want, want,
Want and think they deserve everything…
Look for the ones that give, those are
Some of the best people…

“But like I was saying…when I
Was 5…that’s when it began for
Me…What made me believe in more…
In you…Because that’s when my
First visitor came…your sister…

“I will never forget that because it

“It was Christmas Eve…And I remember
Watching the cartoons, hearing the
Stories about Santa Claus…about
Believing in magic…

“Christmas Eve that year was cold…
There were lights everywhere
On other houses but ours…It felt
Like the whole world was believing
In miracles except at my house…

“That day was so long, and night so
Cold…I was little…I kept hoping
That there was maybe enough magic
And miracles in the world that it
Would find me because I wanted to
Believe too…I always wanted little
Animal toys, especially horses, but
It was more than that…I wanted
Magic to find me…and save me
From the dark place it felt I was
Trapped in that didn’t believe in

“And in some ways now I think it
Did…Because that night…I went
To bed hoping and waiting. It was
Cold and dark…but I could still
See the Christmas lights from the
Other houses on the street through
My window…I couldn’t sleep…I kept
Waiting…The kids in school told me
That if you wished enough, and hoped
Enough that Santa would find you…
So I kept wishing and hoping…

“On Christmas Eve night…I kept
Waiting…later and later the hours
Went by…every sound caught my
Ears…And then, it must have
Been after midnight…I swear I
Heard something on the roof…
The sounds of sleigh bells…
Like Santa’s sleigh with reindeer
The kids in school talked about!

“So I ran and woke my sister, to
Tell her Santa was on the roof. She
Said I was nuts, to go back to
Sleep, there was no Santa Claus.
But I swear I heard sleigh
Bells. To this day I would swear it!

“So when I went back to bed racing
To listen for the bells…I swear
This is the honest truth…I heard
The bells…something was on the
Roof of the house! I got scared
And hid under the covers of my
Bed. No idea what was going on!

“Then silence…eerie silence, but I
Was curious not scared…I pulled
The covers down…It was like I was
Dreaming…This hazy warm light…
And there was this…beautiful
Woman with long wavy pale blond
Hair sitting on the edge of my bed!

“I said, ‘You’re not Santa Claus!’

“She just smiled and said, ‘No,
I’m not. But I wanted to sit with
You, visit with you.”

“I was like, ‘Why?’

“She said, ‘Because I have something
To tell you…’ And she went on to
Explain that things would happen in
My life, not to be scared, that I would
See and do things one day that
I could not imagine…And that she
Would help me. So you see you have
To believe in Christmas. Because,
Like she said…that’s when things
Will start to happen…ready or not…”


PS—I am his sister and I type up the posts for him. I just wanted to add that I do remember him waking me in the middle of the night to tell me about Santa. I did call him crazy and that Santa didn’t exist, but that’s because our grandmother had completely dashed my dreams of Santa.


Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 24DEC2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (24 December 2016) 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 Watchers…The Human Genome Project…

*SONG* “All Fired Up” by Pat Benatar

We are born, and from that moment the
Curiosity never ends. Our senses and feelings
Consume us, our environment can be
Overwhelming…and the possibilities endless.
But first and foremost we must grasp
Understanding and learn right from wrong…
Humanity…the morals that shape us, as an
Individual…a race…a species…

It’s the 21st century…everyone has had
Expectations about where we should be by now.
Progress…Technology…Health…Personal goals…
The state of the World…Laws…Wealth…Power.

Are there Universal Laws?
For years I just listened…And the thing that
Amazed me the most is the number of people
That have lectured me about how to
Think…that they write their own
Rules…that the standard rules
Do not apply to them for various reasons…
Because of their age, weight or size…race…
Because of their gender, sexual orientation…
Because they were single or married…

Are there basic morals that apply to
Every one or not? Right or wrong?
Universal laws…morals…
People blame the government for a lot
Of things and yet…people, ordinary people
Still drive drunk…

You can get pulled over by a police officer
For a minor offense…and yet that same officer
Could be cheating on his wife for years…

Or a person can be gravely ill, go into
A hospital emergency room…not appear sick…
Can sit there and wait forever to be treated
Because it’s too busy or they don’t have the
Right healthcare so it’s not a priority…
I mean really it’s the 21st century…
There are so many issues we live with
That we accept as normal that it’s ridiculous.

Everyone hears it, right? They have to.

One of my all time favorite lines I heard
Was from a neurosurgeon who said he had
A high stress job, he saves lives…so God
And him had a special understanding, he
Can cheat on his wife, do basically whatever
He wants…because he has an important job!
Does that attitude comfort anyone?

These attitudes…are they the responsibility
Of the person…or the universe or aliens
To solve? No one’s perfect, I understand that
I do…but some attitudes I’m sorry I just
Do not get…

Years ago I was sitting having lunch with my sister
And her friend…a very privileged girl, indescribable…
And during lunch she asks, “Whoever wrote the
Rules on what is good or evil anyway? I’d like
To research evil to understand it…and then
Decide for myself what good and evil is.”
She was 38 years old at the time.
I asked her, “You mean to tell me you do not
Know or understand what good or evil is?”
She gave this little speech about wanting to
Decide for herself what good and evil really was.
Her reasoning scared me to death. At which
Point I had to get up and leave the room…
I stopped talking to her, so did my sister.

Is it the 21st century or not?
I’m sorry but we all know the difference between
Right and wrong…Deep down even the most
Privileged or powerful people know it. There are
Laws to protect us…but there shouldn’t have to be…

So basically what it comes to is…when it comes
To sex…money…and power, those morals
We live by either go right out the window or become
Obscured by circumstance?

Lo and behold…an answer was given to me by
A former friend with a very important job.
She said God doesn’t exist because he never
Answered her prayers…She can’t stop herself
From eating Twinkies or junk…so she got
Her stomach stapled and liposuction to fix that.

I could go on and on…
The 21st century is a state of wonder and genius.

Knock Knock…And the light comes, the box
Opens…a doorway opens…the Circle of Light.

And he is sitting there, brilliant and magnificent
Waiting…The look on his face is priceless. “You have
Something on your mind?” Brishan asks with
A quirky smile…Ceres is beside him, with a comical
Smile of her own.

“I have to ask you something,” I say. “Honestly
You see so much, you must…not just here, but
I’m talking about in all you’ve experienced?”

“Yes.” He says more seriously.

“Seriously are there better places out there? Out
In the universe? Places where the questions
Have more sense, reason has less stress…and
The people are more fair?”

“That depends where you go.” He says.

Ceres makes a strange, curious look. “Did
Something happen?”

“No,” I answer, “No, I was just curious
Because some days I just don’t want to think.”

Brishan laughed, he had a way about him
That was relaxing. “The mysteries of every day

“I’m sorry but I think many would agree…If you
Try to understand the world…some days you would
Have better luck hitting your head against the wall.”
I say. “What did you want to discuss this
Time…I would like to suggest nothing normal
Because I don’t know if normal exists.”

“Nature is more pleasant.” Ceres smiled. “To watch
That is…Where there are no people…
The arctic is very interesting. Some very hardy
Species there.”

“Before this becomes some wayward debate or
Speculation,” Brishan says, “Yes, I would like
To direct the topic now.”

“I find him amusing this way.” Ceres smiles.

He just looks at her then turns to me more
Seriously. “Your dreams…”

“My dreams again? What now?”

“Normally,” Brishan says, “I would have preferred
A prepared path…with a directive in mind to
Discuss. It helps keep the motives more
Clear. But under current circumstances
There was something that arose recently that
Surprised us a little, with a rather heated

“Argument you mean.” Ceres corrected.

“My dreams?” I asked. “How do you always
Know what I’m dreaming? Is nothing

“The bridge is broader than you think.”
He says. “Don’t you think of us when
You’re not writing?”


“Well then,” Brishan went on, “For those of
Mind to listen,” he eyed his sister a bit
Firmly, “Yes, I believe there is a topic we
Must address here. We’ve discussed experiments.
Earlier on, Apollo, or Varence rather, spoke
Of abductions…on the people…and I believe
We briefly discussed the topic of how humans’
Genes on Earth are different.”

“Is that why you asked Damara if we are
Human, because you weren’t sure?”

Brishan thought carefully for a moment. “We are
Sure…I apologize, that discussion was not
Meant to offend. We respect life, we do.
We were just trying to understand what
Race was on Earth…Because there are
Differences in more standard humans, not
Just on a physical level, but it’s more
That that.”

“Except that one very large one you knew,”
Ceres interrupted. “The one you just mentioned
Who did not understand good and evil…Now
There are serious genetic errors inside of

“Ceres…” Brishan warned. “Do not explore that.
That one…is irrelevant here. Allow me please?”

“Go on then.” She said.

“You see,” Brishan explained, “we have observed
Some alarming things…That’s why we needed to
Understand the level of humanity on Earth.
Because we were made aware of experiments on
Your people? Varence observed these with notes
For some time. Intriguing, yet diabolic as well.”

“You don’t approve of them do you?” I asked.

“No, of course not. Not at all.” He gestured
Kindly with a flat palm. “But it cannot
Be ignored. Because that level of genetic
Tampering is…deplorable, unthinkable…and
Very dangerous. Some argue that it is even
More dangerous than atomic power…

“Genetic tampering is a crime on many
Worlds…Some won’t even cross it.”

“Much less go there.” Ceres added in.

Brishan raised his hand to maintain the
Direction of words. “And there are those
That would sterilize it if any of them
Saw it as a threat to space.”


“Yes.” He nodded. “Before it could grow out
Of hand. Before it could spread. It’s NOT
Something we take lightly. We must FORCE
Ourselves to address this…regardless of
Personal beliefs. You can see this
Can’t you now?”

“What I’m talking about is the Human
Genome Project. Varence described it as
The pursuit of some scientist’s
Understanding of your people’s potential…or
Rather what it really was and is…Is the
Exploration of WHAT is really in your
Genetic make up.”

“Genetic experiments are done to understand
Our DNA?” I asked.

“Allow me to explain briefly.” He said, pointing
His finger but his manner insisting to remain
Calm. “A long time ago on Earth there was
A cataclysm…remember the story of Noah that
Ceres asked you to write?”


“Well…” He said… “Afterwards, well afterwards
After the ark settled on dry land and the
Planet began to fill again with life…The
Plants and animals spread, new ecosystems
Were born again…The cleansing allowed
Room for life to thrive…

“But the human survivors were of limited number…
In their day…humans of their lineage lived
For 1,000 to 1,200 years…That’s a lot of time for
One couple to have children…

“And it’s also a lot of time for outside forces to
Invade silently…secretively to tamper with genes…
The Empire’s devious forces were still lurking, studying
The life that survived…And they began tampering
With the surviving population…taking specimens
In the night…to study them, making them
Believe they were having nightmares, dreams…
While in fact they were being experimented on…

“They, the Dark Ones’ drove species…imparted
Various…additives into their DNA, playing
With their hormone levels…unstable. Mostly on
A mental level at first…Then they began
Adding fragmented DNA strands of other races
To…How do I put this, stack DNA levels
So that they could create mutated aspects
Faster. In a limited population, the DNA was
Already fixed…It would have been fine if left
Alone, nothing would have happened to their
Genetic integrity.

“Instead they were made more hormonal, libidinous…
Imparted with qualities of species that
Antagonized creative thinking, dreaming…
Anything to make them more afraid, more
Impatient…craving more…to make them breed
More, reproduce more offspring…slowly over
Generations the excessive breeding produced vast
Numbers of offspring, that inbred…The
Inbreeding caused a deterioration of their

“When inbreeding occurs DNA fractures at the
Edges at first…and then slowly inward…
Until it’s structure collapses…Then you
Find disease…cellular instability…They lose
Their collective functional abilities…
It appears like aging…Growth rates
Become unstable, they quicken and
Slow then fall apart…You have shorter
Life spans…that decrease with each

“Not to mention the physical appearance
Changes…There are aberrations, deformities…
Combine that with the influence of foreign
DNA strands at various stages of growth
And very quickly you have very different
Looking humans…

“For instance, the Sirian DNA influence
Increased the hair on their bodies and faces…
Reptilian DNA fragments exaggerated
Facial and skull structures…limbs…
Physical proportions…
In some cases they used fragments from
Conquered races that were very acutely sensitive…
Making the Earth humans more skittish…
Temperamental…Various species were used…
Until there were clans on Earth that sprang
That didn’t resemble humans at all…
The Simian factors were introduced…
Perhaps the only true race to be born on
Earth…such as the Sasquatch, and
Its counterpart hybrids you know as
Neanderthal man…Clans became
Tribes…Tribes became other races and
Soon the Earth was full of all sorts of
Biped humanoids…

“The size and temperamental variations in
These humanoids created conflict…
Until the true remaining tribes were
A minority…Eventually the clash of such
Hostile, violent new races resulted in their
Own destruction…They were so violent and
Unstable they killed off their own people…
Until only bands were left…

“Camp fire tales recorded history…cave
Paintings told the stories of survival…Since
Noah in the first days after the ark
Banned all technology as he declared it
Was a toxic convenience of the human spirit…
So without technology for thousands
Of years human history became a fable,
Stories that were distorted generation
After generation until one day…
Tribes in the lush new fertile grounds
Of an ending ice age oasis decidedly
Settled in fertile valleys to take up
Permanent residence…And all at once
Civilization came back…

“Cities rose again…and with cities, bullies…
Leaders…The strong dominated the weak…
And the smartest dominated them all.
The beastly biped humanoids were
Killed off or forced back into the depths
Of the wilderness to become the Forest People…

“Over time more and more new cities rose
Around the world as one ice age ended and the
Climate warmed…The population became
Diverse wherever the geography ordered it
So…along with skin color…body types and so

“Modern man as you know him was born
This way…through a series of silent corrupt
Genetic tampering…

“For ages, generations, the Dark Empire
Monitored this new creation. We had never
Heard nor seen anything quite like it before.
Not so much variety on one single planet
That is.”

“You must understand,” Ceres interrupted,
Life does evolve on other worlds…it does.
But not this way, NOT like it has on
Earth! In space…at least from what
WE have seen most worlds do not evolve
With such extreme diversity. Diversity
Like this? So fast on one planet? You
Should see and hear what others say,”
She turned and gestured to a distant,
Invisible audience that I could not
See. “Many have sat and stared at the
Variety of species on Earth and marveled
How did this happen here?”

“You mean other planets don’t evolve
Or grow with this variety at all?” I asked.

Brishan was calm, but serious. “Please
Do not be offended at all by this. But
Yes, other worlds…at most you find
One or two humanoid type races…
And possibly one thriving ecosystem
With branches of slight variations…But
Not extreme differences. There have been
A lot of species on Earth. So many that
To record them all is ridiculous…No
Wonder prejudices abound on Earth!”

“The animal life alone has been an
Enviable treasure!” Ceres said. “The forces
That shaped this planet, shaped it for a
Very bountiful harvest of variety and

“But then what is all this stuff in
My dreams I have had about human

“Well,” Brishan said calmly, “Tell me, us,
About some of these dreams you
Have had?”

Ceres sat up taller, more curious, pushed her
Long wavy blond hair over her shoulder. “I
Am curious…you sure have been dreaming more…”

“I thought you could see my dreams?”

“Thoughts, feelings…yes,” Brishan answered. “Dreams?
No. At least not entirely…Those come from
A deeper part of the mind…Well, it varies
With the individual…with more complex minds…
Reading becomes harder.”


“So…please…” He went on. “Tell me about these
Dreams…You had questions?”

“Yes.” I said. “But your choice of topics here
Somewhat answers my questions a bit.”

“Why is that?” Brishan asked.

“He has an idea,” Ceres rolled her eyes, “Let’s
Not draw this out. My brother has an idea…
We were discussing it earlier. We just need more
Details, please Bill?”

“Alright,” I said… “These dreams I’ve had for
Years now…I thought they were just random
Nightmares. But they don’t feel right. They feel
Off somehow. They’re always different though…
But still creepy. They creep me out.”

“Creep you out?” Ceres asked with concern. “Why?”

“They just do.”

“So tell me, us then.” Brishan urged. “Please.”

“They’re not constant dreams, more periodic.”
I explained. “They usually happen when…I
Go somewhere that I’ve never gone before.”

“Go on,” Ceres said.

“Can I just tell you the most recent one
Rather than all of them?”

“Of course.” He said. “Whatever you are
Comfortable with.”

“Ok.” I explained. “Let me try…It started
At some kind of facility, a base I think. I
Don’t know if I was there, or just watching.
I don’t know if they could see me…At least
Not at first.

“There was this cafeteria…but it looked more
Like a café or restaurant…like it was modeled
That way, not to look so cold or prison-like.
There were a lot of people there eating, talking
At tables in small groups. They ranged in ages
From 20 to 30ish, maybe 40, I’m not sure.
They were wearing uniforms with insignias
On them. I couldn’t recognize anything other
Than a circle that looked like a planet, Earth?
But the uniforms were more informal…

“What bothered me most was their conversation.
They all seemed excited…talking fast to
Each other…about plans, ideas…hopes.
They kept talking about injections…Some
Project, like it was a big secret. But one
They were really excited about.

“They were all pretty fit looking. They did
Not seem like every day normal people off
The street. Soldiers maybe, recruits. I’m
Not sure. They were definitely select
Candidates that’s for sure, some I overheard
Volunteered…But they kept talking
About injections…the project…How special
They were…

“I heard them say they were promised super
Powers? Like they were all going to become
Superhumans with powers, all kinds of
Powers…They were very excited about it. All
Of them.

“There was a counter, like a bar, where
Many of them sat, talking really loud. They
Just kept going on and on about having
Super powers. One man kept talking
About how he wanted to fly…Another
How he wanted to have super strength…
They just laughed about it like it was
Some party…

“While they were laughing it suddenly
Turned weird…One of the men in
The room at a table full of people
Started gagging, choking…Then he fell
To the floor…At first people surrounded
Him trying to help. Then very quickly
Started gasping, choking…They started
Backing away because the man started

“I know this sounds strange, but…The man
Started turning into this tall, hairy
Wolfman…like a person with a wolf’s
Head…grayish-black in color. There were
Screams, people backed away.
Then it was like he, the wolfman, wasn’t
A person anymore…He started growling
Words, ‘humans,’ then tried attacking people.
Then it kept happening…There were
Alarms, guards with guns…The facility
Went under lockdown…

“No one appeared to see me?

“I saw more people transform as they
Were locked away…Some turned into more
Of these, wolf-men or dog-looking
Men…They were huge and tall and sinewy
With big wolf heads or heads like a
German Shepherd…They started fighting
The guards and organizing…

“But then others started transforming…into
These…lizard-like, dragon men? Tall
And green, or red, some were this strange
Reddish bronze color? Then they started
Organizing against the guards too.
It was nuts, chaos.

“There were riots. Suddenly it became clear
To the people they were not getting super-
Powers. It was something else…Those injections?
The guards couldn’t control them. The
People and these new mutants ran…

“And they did get out, out of the facility…
They were ranting about, a pack,
The contract, secrets…

“It was crazy, guns, shooting…Somehow
I was standing near this man
As people started getting out, FAST.
Then the man I
Was next to turned and looked at
Me…like he could see me…Then he
Kept saying he felt himself changing…
Changing into a wolfman, he was all

“But he didn’t turn into some big wolfman!
He started changing into this huge
Grayish looking alien…tall,
Phosphorescent, transparent skin
With neon looking blood?? I was
Like what is going on? He had this
Huge elongated bulb-like head?
But some people didn’t change. Those
Are the ones the guards, doctors, base
Seemed to be looking for…not the ones
That changed…

“That’s when I woke up. I have had
Drams of these types of people before
But they were always in prison cells…
Locked away…crying out for help?
What are they?”

Brishan looked at Ceres, then back
At me…serious, again still calm.

“Experiments for what?”

“They’re obviously trying to find out
A way to see what these mysterious
Fragments in your DNA are by
Drawing them out, enhancing them.”

“But it’s awful.” I said.

“Did you think they would play
Fair? Actually create…openly

“I don’t know what to think. What
They did to these people was horrible.”

“Did they say anything to you?” Ceres

“They just kept asking for help.” I
Answered. “Some were angry, saying
They would get revenge for what
Was done to them.”

“I know this is hard but you need to
Be brave about this…” Brishan said.
“You may not be able to stop them…But
You can make others aware.”

“Somehow that’s not very comforting.”

“Until there’s a way to help them all…
Beyond possibilities even we know…
You just have to do what you can
To survive and keep the stories
Going until it comes out…Knowledge
Is the greatest power to have…It
May seem small, but it’s not…no
Matter how scared you get or confused.
Remember that.”



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 17DEC2016

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (17 December 2016) 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.

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GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…World War II…First Contact…Secrets…

*SONG* “Miracle” by Bon Jovi

They say it’s written in the Stars…
That when it’s time for things to happen,
They will, nothing can stop it.
Perhaps the meaning is more powerful
Than we think.

Every family has their own story,
Their own secrets…These tend to come out
Around the holidays…whether we like it or not;
Mostly not, of course.
I was raised on stories of my family’s Old World
Stories…mostly from my Mother’s side…
Of World War II and Hitler and
Czechoslovakia…and how my grandmother
And my mother and uncle came to this
Country in 1950…

You get a much more vivid depiction
Of history through family stories…
And what the history books leave out.
Who controls the history books anyway?
There is a lot of valuable information
Lost and edited out…is it for grammar?
Or is it for convenience to shape
Young minds?

I spent a lot of time with my grandmother
When I was younger…For two reasons,
One, because she was grandma…or as
The Czechs would say…I called her, Baba…
And two, because I had questions about
Things; who I was, what I was, that
No one else could answer.
We had many conversations no one knew
About…And she asked me one day to write
The story of our family…not for personal
Glory, but because she said there were
Things people should know…Things the
History books left out…things that should
Be told and not forgotten.

The Circle of Light…The bridge to
The notebook and the pen, the mind
And the box within…
Brishan and Ceres were waiting…
A very formidable, impressive brother
And sister pair.

“How many people know about this?”
I asked him.

“More than you think.” He answered with an
Arched brow.

“So this is the topic you wish to discuss
Now?” I asked him.

“Yes.” Brishan said very plainly, the man
Was endlessly calm!


“Alright,” he said, “I will be blunt. I told
You this project…These papers or posts or
Whatever you call them, I told you we would
Cover things unlike before…no easy words.”

“So where to begin?”

“I will just say it.” Brishan directed, his
Expression very serious. “There are those
Familiar with the manner of what we
Are, the Watchers…That does not mean
They know who we are, what we are. As you
Said, your history books have a way of
Telling stories. What we hope in this
Project with you is that people gain a
Clearer idea of who we are…Despite
What any book or record you know of
Says…Throughout the ages, the Watchers
Have been under strict orders NOT to
Intervene in the development of worlds…We
Watch, we observe and study…That is why
We are called the Watchers. Understand?”


“But of course, as you know,” Brishan
Explained, eyeing his sister kindly, “Some…
Have taken actions on their own…
But we have never boldly shaped
Any world…Now that does not
Mean some ideas were not…inspired.”


“My point here is,” Brishan explained, “is
That by watching we have seen a lot…
And recorded a lot…on various worlds.
I want to address a sensitive topic,
First contact.”

“Alright.” I said.

“We have seen many expect a lot from
This…Waiting for it?” He said with a
Low, serious brow. “The fact is…first
Contact was made on Earth…in your
Terms of time…decades ago…World powers
Concealed this, but the fact remains
It did already occur…not by us…but
More relevant, active races in the universe…
And it went horribly wrong.”

“What?” I asked.

“I am not going to point fingers,” he
Said, “Not just yet…I want to say
This now for the sake of…peace of
Mind…To end this ceaseless quest
For grand expectations with contact
With other worlds. Your world has
Serious issues to deal with…Problems
That cannot be solved by running
Away to another world.

“When it was determined that Earth
Was rapidly evolving with science…
Various races tried to contact world
Governments in the hopes of a peaceful
Appeal…This is not what happened. While
Some were sincere, others were not.
Some of these delegates that appealed
To your world nations were in fact not
Who or what they said they were…and
Ultimately incited a very vicious world war.
If they had been whole-heartedly sincere
And who they said they were…World War II
Would never have happened…Instead,
The Earth erupted with racism and
Superiority and violence…”

“You’re saying that’s why ‘good aliens’
Don’t openly make first contact?”
I asked… “Because it has the opposite
Effect…instead of peace, it triggers
Panic, prejudice and war?”

“Yes.” He answered. “If you carefully
Study historical events you will see this.
And that’s one of the reasons truly
Sincere ‘Good’ aliens would never
Actively negotiate with corrupt governments.
They are not stupid…Bad ones, however,
Would…The real Good ones would instead
Seek out more spiritual people…more
Common people…and would never recklessly
Endanger their contacts.”

“They wanted a war?” I asked him. “Who
Would do that? Why?”

“Who do you think?” Brishan said seriously.
“To engage interest, to scare them into
Seeing what was out there in the stars…To
Crave power…power over other nations…To
Negotiate alliances with off world powers and
Gain advantages…secrets…technologies…The
Reasons are numerous…But ultimately to
Gain control over a primitive developing
Culture…to gain their active dependence
For further use…And to further separate
Races, nations, countries…religions.”

“That’s diabolic.” I said.

“So then you see who would do this…” Brishan
Said. “Apollo made these points earlier at
The hearings…For you to write…about the
Deliberately staged crashes…To introduce
Technology to the nations of Earth…Your world
Had advanced enough for the empire to prepare
It for future use…dependence on technology…
On power…to induce separatism, elitism…
Materialism…slavery…So when the time comes,
They can take it suddenly away…And leave
A world helpless…and ready for Harvesting.”

He scared me with his points. “I see.”

Brishan looked very serious. “How prepared
Are people you know to take care of
Themselves if communications suddenly went
Out…How much do they currently
Trust their governments?”

“I understand.”

“Allow me to ask another question,” he said
With a suggestive grin… “How useful would
Oil be…if an electro-magnetic pulse silenced
Everything? They should find more peaceful
Solutions to problems…quickly…before
Distractions further tear their trust apart.
It’s always about the distractions…
So they do not see what else is going on.”

“But you could intervene…”

“And start where exactly?” Brishan asked.
“Who is the most important? Who would
Listen…We are already doing that here
And now.”

“But there are horrible things happening.”
I said.

“There are worse things happening on other
Worlds.” He said. “And right here and
Now currently…we are seeing more demonstrations
Of violence than peace…But believe me, where
It means the most…we are prepared to
Do what is necessary…if needed.”

“So then why are you so interested in World
War II right now?” I asked. “Because
Of the menacing, deceptive first contact?”

“No, there are further issues we would like
To address.” He said. “I would like for you
To share some of your family history. Tell
Me about your grandmother.”

“My grandmother?”

“Yes,” he said, eyeing Ceres with a sly
Smile. “There are some interesting
Details there to be told.”

“What do you want to know?” I asked.
“She was a strong person…But I know
Now she was strong because what she
Lived through made her that way…
Some saw her as fearless, but I know
In fact she was afraid of a lot of things…
Coming from Czechoslovakia.”

“Why is that?” He asked.

“Well,” I said carefully, “She, my mother’s
Family…came from the Sudetenland
In Czechoslovakia…For those that
Know history, it was the first place
Annexed by Hitler that ultimately started
World War II…The Nazis invaded there
First…because of the Germans that
Lived there, certain families…royal
Bloodlines, noble bloodlines…that held
Great significance in Hitler’s eyes…like her
Father’s family…which was huge…royal
Bloodlines. They were important because,
Well the family was so large…They married
Into all the royal families of northern
Europe…which symbolized what Hitler
Wanted…ties to all of Europe, like a
Prize or something, certain family crests…
They represented the unification of
Northern and Eastern Europe…dating
Back centuries…It was a union that
Strengthened Europe to keep southern
Invaders out, like the Romans.”

“Territories are always important in
Royal families.” Brishan laughed. “Some
Things never change…in governments
As well.”

“Well the Nazis got what they wanted,”
I told them. “They killed those who
Wouldn’t cooperate.”

“So her father cooperated?” Brishan asked.

“No, he pretended.” I told him. “The
Nazis invaded with armies, guns, aggressively…
Into unsuspecting towns…full of villagers
That were just simple people…They
Were not organized. But her father
Was a brave man, a smart man…and he
Was not prejudiced at all. He was well
Liked by many people, all types, he
Was fair. He was a famous general
In the army, and his father was a
Duke. When Hitler invaded he opposed
It, but people were too scared to stand
With him…So he was basically alone…
Yet he had friends…So he and a few
Others began what was called the
Underground…where they would secretly
Stream information out to allied
Forces outside telling them what Hitler
Was doing. He began that movement…
And my grandmother worked with him…
He only had two daughters, she was the
Oldest…She was very proud of him…so
She became sort of a courier to get information
Out to his friends in other countries…”

“Did this work at all?” Brishan

“No…and yes,” I said. “I mean it
Took time. You see, like I said, people
Were too afraid to stand against the
Nazis…He was alone…but he persisted
Regardless. You see, we were always
Raised you do what is right no matter
How hard it is. You keep going even if
It’s hard…even if people tell you to
Shut up or give up it’s pointless…
That’s who we are.” I laughed. “I
Guess that’s why I keep writing…
No matter how hard it is or how tired
I am or whether people understand or
Not…No one listened to my great
Grandfather then…When he was in
The Sudetenland…Then Hitler went on
To wage one of the worst wars in history…
And all of Europe suffered because of it.”

“We are aware this was a terrible war.” Brishan
Said carefully. “On many levels.”

“I think it was more than that,” I said.
“It was called a Holocaust…because of the
Extreme events that took place…The concentration
Camps, genocide…It involved so many
Countries…and I think more went on then
Most ever knew.”

“Yes, that much is true.” He said.

“You said first contact occurred at that
Time, even before the war…That it went
Wrong, even made it happen?”

“Yes.” Brishan answered as Ceres sat
Quietly. “It was…a revealing time…even
To us.”

“There were good forces and dark forces
Working at the same time to both prevent
And encourage things.” Brishan said. “The
Dark Ones always explore different
Strategies to see what works…But primarily
Their goals are dissent…segregation…
Exploring brainwashing tactics…that
Appeal to egos, plays for power. These exist
Everywhere. That is one reason why
The good ones do not intervene, it’s risky…
The consequences are vast, and those
Involved become dependent. They never
Truly learn on their own.”

“So this always happens, everywhere?”

“Not always.” He said humbly. “But often.
In any case, it’s best to be aware of it.”
There was a brief pause before he went on.
“So tell me then, more about your family…
They were resistance?”

“Yes.” I said. “Well, my grandmother was,
Her father was…The rest were too scared to
Do anything…like most of the people there.
I never really understood how they allowed
It to happen. I think you have to know
Someone first hand, in person, to hear their
Story…to hear many stories in order to
Understand World War II. No history books
Cover everything.”

“Even the Watchers do not see everything.”
Brishan said. “It is impossible to witness
Every detail or reason…when so many
Factors shape things…At best we witness
The most active participants…and some
Obvious ones that go unseen.”

“There are no spared casualties.” I told him.
“I remember once I was visiting my
Grandmother when I was a teenager…And
She was watching a talk show on TV…it’s
Sort of an interview process where a host
Reveals testimonials of people wanting to
Discuss topics…

“The show was covering abuse in families…
How people are traumatized, victimized…And
I remember being shocked because my
Grandmother laughed because she said
People complain too much…She said that
During the war…things like rape, abuse,
Assaults…those words don’t exist…They
Happen…But the world doesn’t stop for
Them…Just doesn’t save them…
These awful things happen…The strong
Survive, the weak cry and complain…
But it doesn’t help anyone…

“I remember she said, you have to survive.
No matter what, you learn to survive…you
Do what you have to…And there are many
People…that when they can’t take it anymore,
They put a gun in their mouth or to their
Head and end it.

“My grandparents always kept a gun. She
Told me that when they escaped Czechoslovakia,
She was pregnant with my mother, and my
Uncle was a baby…and they had a gun…so
That if they were caught…they weren’t
Going back.”

“They fled this Hitler then?” Brishan asked.

“No.” I explained. “No, they survived Hitler…
Barely…She told me stories how the Nazis
Came every week…The Gestapo would
Come into her house with guns…tear up
The house, smash dishes, shelves,
Destroy furniture…tear open the beds
Looking for evidence to implicate them
In treason of fighting Hitler…They
Never found anything.

“And every week she and her mother and
Sister would stitch beds back together,
Glue the dishes back together…her
Father would repair the furniture…on and
On…yet they kept going…even though
It was a nightmare. The Nazis took
Everything, destroyed everything. They
Terrorized people…That is how they
Maintained control; threats, terror and

“These Europeans of that time…were
Like ghosts almost. They were beaten and
Broken and scared…They didn’t know what
To do or how to fight such a force. How
Anyone survived that time is a miracle…
The horror stories of abuse people talk
About today …back then they were common…
It was like an era of torture on
People…It’s almost like it was one
Giant experiment to see how far people
Could be pushed before they broke…
Of how they could be manipulated or
Bullied or bought.”

“A thing known on many worlds.” Brishan
Said. “Remember, my,” he then gestured
To Ceres, “our home was destroyed in
A similar way…the way of a war
Is ruthless…Those that survive are
Often the strongest people…or the lucky

“Then how did your grandmother get out?”
Ceres finally asked. “At that time I
Refused to watch.”

“After the Allies won the war and liberated
Europe…” I told them… “They swept in
And removed what was left of the
Broken Nazi army…which was basically
Just a bunch of confused young men
Bullied into fighting a war they did
Not want to fight…It was a fairly
Easy clean up…The Europeans left
In their homelands that survived
Hitler were so…fragile…They literally
Had nothing left…They had suffered
Years of abuse…Many were beaten
Constantly…You can imagine rape was like
An unthinkable thing they became used to…

“The Allies showed up one day and said
You’re free…And then they left, as
Quickly as they had arrived…

“The celebration was strange, very
Strained and short lived. Because immediately
After…Suddenly, the Bolsheviks…
Which was basically a renegade militia
Of Russia, the Communist party…They
Swarmed in to take advantage of
A war torn occupied Europe and before
The people could breath…they set up
Their own occupation…What was called
The Iron Curtain went up. And Eastern
Europe went from being owned by
The Nazis…to the Russians.

“Anyone who thinks the white race
Thinks highly of itself…has not heard
The stories of Eastern Europe. No race is
Superior…Racism is awful. And quite
Often those of any race are worst upon
Their own kind before others…Sexism
Is the true parent of prejudice…
Because the moment you treat men
And women differently you are breeding
Bigotry…Then it becomes about whose
Stronger, prettier, smarter…then it
Moves on to racism…All cultures tell
That story.”

“As do many worlds.” Brishan nodded.

“The Bolsheviks are the ones that killed
Her father, my great grandfather because
Of who he was…They took him, his wife,
His daughters…one being my grandmother…
And tortured them…

“In the prison…the guards wore white…
They would come each day and beat my
Great grandfather until they were covered
In his blood…

“Then the guards would go to a cell nearby
And show his wife their bloodstained
Clothes…shove them in her face, and tell
Her here is your husband’s blood…It
Drove her crazy…Then they would torture
And assault his wife and daughters as
Their father heard their screaming…
You can imagine what happened…This
Went on for about two weeks…They beat
Her father until he stopped moving, and died…
Her mother lost her mind and went crazy…

“But one of the guards took a liking
To my grandmother…And as she told me,
Since they had little use for the women
After they killed her father…So, she
Did what she had to, to charm the
Guard…and he smuggled her out of the
Prison…She then used
Him to help her get her mother and
Sister out of the prison…Then went
And sought out what was left of
The underground movement…

“But the once noble movement had turned
Corrupt, and more of what is called a black
Market for smuggling goods…It had
Become more of a Mafia…Very insidious,
Mostly driven for self survival than
Good purpose…There, she met a man
Who she seduced…to escape Czechoslovakia.

“There are a lot of sketchy details about
My family history at this point…I do know
That this man was heavily involved in
The Eastern European Mafia…she married
Him…They escaped into free Germany…
There, as refugees, they had the choice
To go to one of two places as most refugees
Did…Either Australia…or the United
States…They chose the latter.

“But it didn’t end there. Once in the United
States, the man she married established
His foothold of the Eastern European Mafia
In America…where they illegally
Smuggled Eastern Europeans into the

“My grandmother only stayed
With him until she could get her sister
Into this country…

“Her mother had died some years after they
Got her out of prison…That was when
That large silver disc, the UFO, had
Hovered over their house the day she died…
In a town in Germany where the rest of the family
Had also fled…
Life for them was so crazy, they didn’t
Indulge in trying to figure out what it was…
They only wanted to get out of Czechoslovakia first,
Then Germany, to be together.

“In the United States, once my grandmother
Got her sister into the country…she
Fled the man she married…You see, he
Was a corrupt man, a crime boss basically…
She worked with the FBI to escape him…
That’s how she understood how dangerous
He was…Because he didn’t just aid in
Smuggling Europeans into America…once
In the country he blackmailed them
For money for himself and the mafia…
It was essentially a white slave trafficking
Operation…All the pretty young Eastern
European men and women were forced
Into prostitution…while the rest served
As convenient criminals or hit men for
Whatever needs the mafia had.

“The FBI wanted to stop him and the mafia
And they did…with her help implicating
Him in various crimes…But she was scared,
For him, for her, for her children…my
Mother…It was a horrible life…A nightmare
For her after enduring the war…A nightmare
For my mother and uncle as they knew nothing
Else…So again, my grandmother found
A man who liked her, who was enslaved
To her mafia husband…Then ran with
Him and hid with him and her two
Children in the suburbs of New Jersey.
They changed their names and tried to
Rebuild their lives…

“But you can imagine this was a life
Of tortured memories, abuse…terror, fear
Of everything. She clung to an
Overzealous faith to keep her going, but
Was in fact deep down secretly a
Terrified mess.”

“That’s awful.” Brishan said. “Like a
Never-ending story of abuse…”

“That’s what war does to people.” I said.
“And that is why my family was always
So secretive…afraid…I mean, yes they
Were brave…but the fear was always there.
I didn’t understand until I was much
Older…Even more so after my grandmother
Died and she came to me in dreams to
Talk to me…to apologize and explain certain

“We saw things,” Ceres said, “But we
Were lucky…we were spared most horrors
Fleeing our planet…Our older brothers
Made great sacrifices getting us out…
Such as the oldest,” Ceres nodded, “His
Name was Valiant.”

“You named me for him?” I asked.

“Yes.” She said.

“I’m not that brave,” I said. “Not like

Ceres eyed Brishan quietly. “Oh I think
You are more than you know…more than
You remember…or have yet to understand.”
She thought for a moment. “I’m curious…
In those years you knew growing up…
This fear passed on to you?”

“Well yes,” I said, “We were never allowed
To talk to anyone…trust anyone…And
With my ‘unique freakish gift’ that I
Inherited from my grandmother’s mother…These
Visions and things…They always made me
Feel like some accident…or mistake…I
Always felt like a mistake…One they either
Pitied or were ashamed of. That I had
To earn their love…They always made
You feel that way…That you had to
Earn the right to be loved because life
Was hard as you know.”

“That’s terrible!” Ceres said.

“It was a misunderstood point of view,” I
Explained… “I learned different perspectives
From making friends over the years…
I consciously chose to shape myself my
Way…by what I had faith and believed
Was right…But my family had some
Amazing traits too…They loved animals…
My grandmother especially loved them…
More than people actually…

“Living a life so perpetually paranoid and
Afraid after the war…of the mafia, and
Seeing the darker side of human nature…
She wanted to feel safe…so she bred
These amazing German Shepherds…
Watch dogs…awesome dogs…Many of which
Went to become service dogs for the
Police force…

“They were spectacular dogs…There was
One she named Samson…I never
Will forget that dog…There was something
Supernatural about him…He was a
Massive 120 pound German Shepherd…When
You looked at him there was something
More than dog in his eyes…I’ve never
Seen another dog like him, and I have
Seen a lot of dogs…Samson was born to
Kill…and he was excellent at it…
He was always in that mode…Nothing
Ever got in that back yard with him
There…Nothing could match him, nothing.
He killed anything that got in that
Back yard in seconds…I had seen him
Do it…grab it, shake it, dead…3 seconds…
Cats, squirrels…He would leap and grab
Songbirds out of the air. There was something
Haunting about that dog…The only thing
That could really control him was his
Mother, a black German Shepherd named
Countess…You don’t mess with mom.
He lived until he was about 16 years old. It’s
Funny…her German Shepherds were
Just unbeatable…even to the dogs today…
When she retired to Florida…she wanted
Something easier…so she took in Pitbulls…
A misunderstood breed…Samson could
Have torn a Pitbull apart before it
Had the chance to move.”

“I have to respect someone who
Understands animals that way.” Ceres

“Thank you for sharing this with us.”
Brishan said with praise. “It needed to be

“Why?” I asked.

He smiled. “Trust me…you will see.”

“Everything is so stressful right now.” I
Told them. “I’ve never asked you for
Anything have I?”

“No?” Brishan said.

“I’m tired of being stressed all the time.
Of worrying.” I told him. “It’s the holidays.
I want my life to get easier…
Happier…I’m tired of waiting for things
To happen…And lately I feel like I am
Going to explode all the time…like that
Light in my head is going to go off…
And I won’t be able to control it…
Please…make things better for me?”

Ceres looked intensely at her brother. “Oh I
Believe he owes you more than that…I
Wouldn’t worry…Trust me.”

Note: This is Lida, Valiant (Bill’s) Mom. I just wanted to add to my son’s post, with his permission, that what he just wrote is a true story. This was my Mother’s story. How she arrived in this country having escaped the Communist takeover/regime in her country, Czechoslovakia (now Czech Republic). I was the little girl she was carrying when she left. I grew up with this family history, was born in a refugee camp in Germany, and came to the USA in 1950, with my parents and brother. And yes, I am an American citizen.

I have the honor and privilege of making sure his story and messages are posted to RMN, so that Humanity may hear all….


Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 10DEC2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (10 December 2016) 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.

Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 3DEC2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (3 December 2016) 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 Watchers…Constellations…Voices from the Stars…

*SONG* Under The Sky by Heart

It’s different now…
No matter who, no matter where or how
Everyone knows it…Of course each will
Explain it a thousand different ways,
To each their own, everyone needs different
Answers…If you can accept that then you
Can move peacefully on…

The pulse, the drive, to feel alive, to feel free…
The pen and the paper becomes the
Dialing device…waiting for them. Then there
Is the Circle of Light, from the Mind
And the Mind’s Eyes…The Bridge to Them…

Brishan sits waiting, with a firm, serious
Expression…like no man I’ve ever seen,
That’s a good comparison…Perfect. Strong and
Chiseled…I’m jealous of his hair; wow.
He laughs at that, but remains serious.
“It’s time to talk some more.”

“I know.” I say.

Ceres looks quiet, calm but confused…still
Amazingly beautiful. There is no doubt in my
Mind if anyone saw them this way they
Would lose the power to think. This is no
Game, that becomes more and more clear.
“It’s changing you again.” She says.

“Maybe. I think so.”

“Start slowly,” Brishan says. “Tell me
Exactly what happened, including your feelings
As best you can…those are very important.”

“But you know all that already.” I told
Him, them. “I don’t even have to speak or
Write it…you know.”

“You have to realize these things are rare to us.”
Ceres said softly. They were really
Communicating carefully; that was clear.
“And when and if we do find these
Things…it’s always so different. It must
Be recorded carefully each time.”

“What do you want me to say?”

Brishan thought fast, but held the manner
And posture of a powerful commander
Without blinking. “Just tell me, us, everything.
If you write it down this way like you
Were told the meaning will become clear
Without so much noise confusion in your
Thoughts getting in the way.”

“I was stressed out a lot,” I told them,
“for various reasons…no one particular thing,
But like…a series of things compounded

“Alright.” He said. “I see how that
Frustration works…”

“And then at night,” I said, “Especially
At night…when the sky was clear
And the stars and moon were clear
And bright…I could not stop
Thinking about constellations…star charts.”

“Oh?” Brishan asked.

“But the thing is I know nothing about
Those things…star charts, or constellations…
I mean.” I replied. “I couldn’t stop. I
Don’t know why.”

“Something triggered it.” He said calmly.

“I was furious one minute, then seeing
Stars. It’s funny to say that. But it’s
True.” I said.

“Just go with it.” Ceres kindly
Encouraged. “Just tell us what

“When I first started with the lines
And light paintings I was driven
To find the right combination and
Composition…There are no words to explain…
It simply had to be…And when I
Succeeded with one set, there were
Always words…from phrases or songs
That shouted out…like clues…

“Wait for the call…keep going, don’t
Stop…wait for the call…

“What does that mean?
So I’m sitting there fuming,
Boiling…my insides are screaming
Like I am going to explode.
The lines are moving, the light is moving
Inside my head. Nothing matters but
The mission. Ignore any distractions…
The fuel, the fire explodes…And all
I see are star charts, maps of
The stars, of the constellations. I
Have no idea why. And it keeps
Going faster and faster…moving,
Spinning lines and thoughts…Nothing
Can stop it, and any threat only
Makes it stronger…

“Wait for the call…
My mind and insides explode…
Then all at once…it was there
In the dream, I cried out…Enough,
Let me out…And then it happened…
The stars answered.

“The Brightest Star, then Orion…
Orion’s Belt…then on to Taurus.
The Pleiades…on to Pegasus…
So fast…there it was…The call.

“It started out as a dull sleep…like one
Of those nights where you fall asleep
Without thinking, without trying…
Like something else was taking over.
My mind was free yet working fast.
The anger from before turned into fuel…
Like a rocket going off…
The box must have opened I think…
The Stars, the Constellations…
Orion…Orion’s Belt…pointing the way.
To Taurus…the Pleiades…
Free Lightning shooting through Stars.
On to Pegasus. The Stars became…Alive.
They weren’t just bright lights in
The Dark Sky anymore…

“I can’t stop thinking about it everyday.
The Stars, the Constellations…
The Monuments of Earth, ancient
Monoliths…mysterious to modern man
Yet precise calculations built by Ancient
Hands guided by Higher Forces.
All things have meaning, have purpose…
Distract the Minds not meant to see,
And guide the Hearts led in their genes
For generations to Destroy.

“Coordinates, patterns…patterns in everything.
Circles…Bloodlines of families…
For thousands of years…by Blood Apart…
No doubts in the heart, some just know…
While others wish for it, and only complicate
Things unnecessarily. It’s in our genes,
A genetic memory…They possess the answer.
But why?

“The Circles…And the planet talks this
Way too…catching the echoes from
Dream time and even the songs of whales,
Through the sun, the moon, and even
Star light whispers…The planet
Talks through crop circles…riddled messages
For some to read…put the clues together
For the solution.

“Always waiting for the call.
The Crystal Skulls have waited for thousands
Of years…Proceed.

“Sacred Geometry, Mystic Lines woven
Together with perfect form to harness the
Pure power thought, memory and essence
Of crystals…The Planet’s nerve network,
And brain…to form a higher brain.
Find them…the Right Moment.
The Good Spirit…when the Right
Bloodlines connect the Sleeper awakens…
Then All Sleepers awaken, not just here
But across the Stars…everywhere.
Across the Stars, Across the Universe…

“Orion…Orion’s Belt…pointing the way
To Taurus, the Pleiades…Then on to
Pegasus…Lightning shooting through
The Stars…
It’s like Dialing a Telephone number
If you know the number,
At the Right Time…if, you know how…
Or even how to use the phone…the Planet…

The Spirit…Torn, Split, Confused, Raging…
And the Dial is Spinning, the Lines
Are Spinning…

“Then all of a sudden There I was standing
In the Stars…A dream? No it was more
Than that. Floating yet standing…
Turning around…The cosmic view was not
Frightening…It was simply a position,
A place and point in time…
And then there was a voice, “Hello?”

“So I turn to the sound…I see
Galaxies, by magnified view.
And suddenly the Silhouettes of
People start standing up in distant
Galaxies…And They start Talking!

“First, “Hello, are you there?”
“Here I am…over here…” It’s Mesmerizing.
Indescribable. There are others out there!
People in those Galaxies! And they have
Been waiting for this, lost, searching and
Waiting just like we have!”

“And what did they say?” Brishan
Asked, intensely intrigued. “Can you

“Yes, I remember.” I answered. “But
My mind is like…Locked. It’s hard
To explain. All I can see is those
Silhouettes of people standing in
Those Galaxies…It’s like then suddenly
I woke up and just knew, or heard…
Then the Silhouettes of people started
Calling out names…They Knew!
How could They know? But They did…

“Was this meant to be?
It sure felt like it was…
I know how it sounds, like that old
Saying…it’s written in the stars…
Maybe it really is…it really is.
I can’t stop thinking about it. That
Powerful connection…that sense of them
Waiting for it…of deep inside waiting
For it…I didn’t know then, but I did…
It’s like that long lost person you expect
To find in a distant land or country…
They’re not in California or Europe
Or someplace far away on Earth…
They’re far away on Another Planet!
Other Planets.
And they were calling out names to each
Other looking for one another…
“Hello are you there?” One would say…
“No, I’m over here…”
And the names!”

“Could you make out all the names?”
Brishan asked, very curious, as if he
Were taking notes.

“Some yes,” I told him, “But some were
Unlike any names I’ve heard before…
But they felt familiar…
They kept calling my name, but it wasn’t
The name I knew…it was the name
I knew inside…But other names
I recognized…They called my name
Excited…Then asked for Brianna, Christin,
James, Julie, Marta, Mary, Melanie,
Melania…and a whole list of names
In other languages I couldn’t spell or
Pronounce…They were intensely looking.
It felt amazing, like this huge bell
Was sounding in your soul.”

“Then what did they say?” Ceres asked.

“They asked…” I hesitated. “Where have
I been? Where I was…The more we
Talked the faster the talk became…
Like a lightning conversation…
Faster and faster…finishing each other’s
Thoughts and sentences…

“They said things would happen now,
That it was time now. Nothing could
Stop it…Then the voices overlapped
And everyone was speaking the same
Words at the same time…Thoughts in
Sync…as one…like sharing information…
They talked about the circles gathering
Here and there…Circles…Secret Circles…
And…something that didn’t make

“What was that?” Brishan asked.

“They talked about building a bridge,”
I told them, “A Bridge between galaxies
To bring the circles together. Then the
Conversation sped up like a download of
Information, really intense…things to know
Not to speak or share…just to know
Like for the right time…This was the
First connection…I think, to get
Started…It was so overwhelmingly
Strong, undeniable…They knew. But
When connected we knew more.”

“And then?” Brishan asked.

“I woke up,” I said, “Fast wide awake.
But the feeling was strong and clear.”

Brishan and Ceres just looked at each
Other curiously, eyebrows raised. They
Were clearly fascinated.

“What is it?”

“It’s just this has never happened before.”
Brishan said. “It’s been talked about…
Debated over for years…The chance,
The possibilities…but the factors to
Create it, to make it happen…let alone
The fuel to make such a connection
Without assistance…”

“So what does it mean?” I asked.

“Can you remember how many
There were?” He asked. “Or their
Locations…in some respect?”

“The constellations…Orion, Taurus, Pegasus.
That’s all I know…The strongest
Voices came from Taurus…The Pleiades
I think? And Pegasus…Many were
In Pegasus, in fact most were. There
Were some in Orion…but those seemed
The weakest and few…And most
Desperate and alone. Why?”

“If I am to make an approximated
Conclusion?” Brishan said carefully. “It
Would be that those in Orion are from
Fallen or occupied worlds…looking for
The most…help.”

“And the others?” I asked.

“There are a number of worlds there…
Like yours…in Pegasus.”

“This has something to do with that
Dream about the Great Hall, doesn’t it?”
I asked. “About what happened there?
The Paradigm of Nine Worlds? The people
That filled the hall from other Planets?”

“Yes.” He carefully offered.

“But I never spoke to any of those
Other people…They were in separate
Sections…we never spoke. I don’t
Remember dreaming about them.”

“That you are aware of.” He said again,
Very carefully. “Not every dream
You or anyone experiences is on direct
Or instant recall. Some are meant to
Be forgotten…until the right time. That
Is how the brain works…”

“If everything were remembered too fast
It would corrupt the mission.” Ceres said.

“And it would influence outsiders,” Brishan
Explained, “Or draw the wrong ones in.”

“What does that mean?”

“All were given key codes of information.”
Brishan went on. “Coordinates. Directives.
If they succeed, they move on…First
And foremost for each to fulfill their
Individual plan…Then connect with and
Assemble the others…and or any that
Might be compatible for the plan to

“What plan?”

“To build the bridge to bring them together.”
He said firmly.

“Now? Why not sooner?”

“Too soon and it falls apart.” Brishan
Answered. “You know this. And there
Have to be enough ready at the same
Time. Things take time you know.
Learning and experience take time.”

“To do what exactly? To build this
Bridge to bring us together? How am
I supposed to do that? I’m no
Technician or engineer.”

“There are other ways to build things
Then with machinery.” Brishan laughed.
“The mind alone is power, has power.
Consider this…surely you have some
Theory or suggestion in your society
Of Alchemy? Of converting energy
Or matter?”

“Like turning lead to gold?” I asked.


“But that’s chemistry,” I said, “like
Talk of magic and science…of
Turning lead to gold…that’s more
For fortune’s sake or wealth.”

“You’re thinking in limited terms.”
Brishan said. “Free your mind…
Lead to gold…is simple if you
Expand understanding…you draw
With a pencil…a scientist writes
Equations with a pencil…Well, if you
Take a simple pencil and draw
A masterful work of art…That’s
Worth a fortune…That is turning
Lead to gold. If a scientist writes
A brilliant equation that solves a
Mystery…or creates a priceless
Formula…That…is worth its weight
In gold…There you have your
Fortune…Then you have turned
Lead into gold. It’s far easier than
You think…yet impossible at the
Same time…unless it’s done by
The right person. Do you see now?
Not just anyone can do this…but
For the right one…”

“It becomes limitless.” Ceres said.

“Still,” I struggled to find the words…
“Why now? How? This is just not what
I thought.”

“I can’t explain what is in your head,”
Brishan said very calmly, his expression
Was calm, cool and rational. “If we
Understood everything about the light
And what was put there…Then we
Would not be here, would we? Some
Understand this…You don’t know why
You write…or how…The Little Old Asian
Man gave you the clue…write it down,
That is how it comes, that is how
You access it.”

“We assume it must work the same
Way with the artwork.” Ceres said, she
Too was very calm and comforting. “You
Don’t know why you draw or point
This way…You just do it. The
Information comes when it comes.”

“This is what we know.” Brishan said,
Leaning forward confidently. “We,
Have watched…The Watchers observe…
For ages…watch, wait, observe, listen,
Learn, do not interfere…so we can
Gain some understanding of how things
Work…In the hopes of grabbing
At chances…when they present
Themselves. The Dark Side throws
Countless distractions to confuse
People…to sway them from their
Path, from fulfilling their dreams…
Especially from pursuing the mysterious
Mission each is given in their own
Independent journey…This way they
Can keep their system going…

“But sometimes, though very rare…
Some break from their influence,
Break from the herd…and discover
Things. They could be very small things
Or very significant…In any case,
Life is always a difficult for them.”

“And then there are those,” Ceres said,
“Who are gifted with misinformation
To misguide people’s hopes…No doubt
Many sense that.”

“They play off weaknesses,” Brishan
Explained, “The desire to feel special…
To be granted gifts…A better life…
Every world has them…Those unhappy
With their life so they look to the stars
For help…Remember, it’s like I told
You…You will never find fulfillment
In the stars until you make peace where
You are, with your home…Honestly,
Consider the value here…who would
Or what would want to rescue
Anyone blindly that would abandon
Their home for the dreamy chance
To pursue a life in space? Someone
Who would take advantage of
Desperation, that’s who.”

“I get that.” I said. “But who are
These people, the ones who called
Out from other galaxies? They’re
Looking for something, someone
Specific…They know. It didn’t
Feel like they were giving up
On their homes…They were looking
For a connection.”

“It must have something to do
With bloodlines.” Ceres interrupted.
“The old ones. From the First home.”

“The ones that fled into space,” Brishan
Said, “After the conquering of that
Star system, the First one?” He asked
Her. “That was our home.”

“You’re that old?” I asked in shock.

“Refugees from that time, yes.” Ceres
Answered. “You have to remember
Where we found sanctuary…was in
A place outside of time, a world
Outside of time…Suspended in a
Quantum Singularity of Time…A Haven
If you will…”

“That is where the Watchers originate
From.” Brishan said.

“Okay,” I said. “But about the

“There were twelve powerful bloodlines,”
Ceres explained, “And one royal
Bloodline…from the first home…13
Families…This pattern repeats itself
Over and over throughout space…There
Are descendants of these bloodlines
On every human world…All related
Down through the ages in some way
Even if they are light years apart
On other worlds in other galaxies.”

“I don’t know how anyone will be
Expected to listen to that.” I told them.

“It will strike a chord deep inside. Do
Not try to convert anyone. This is not
About creating some kind of religion
Or cult. It’s merely about sharing
Information and educating. That is all.”

“So you are saying we are connected
To those people?” I asked.

“Some are.” Brishan nodded. “Yes.”

“But they were not in that assembly
At the Great Hall.” I told them. “There
Are only 5 left from there…I don’t
Recognize any other names from

“Now the Great Hall was an entirely
Different project.” Brishan explained.
“That was about bringing these worlds
Together…in the hopes of uniting
Them, the lost descendants of the
Human worlds…To stand together
One day…to help us solve the problem
Of dealing with the Empire…while
At the same time reuniting all the
Lost Worlds together…”

“The 5 left are supposed to do
That?” I asked.

“In part, yes.” Brishan said. “I can
Not reveal the full plan of that
Mission…it is still unfolding and
Would affect anything and everything
You do…Right now we have to address
This…you making contact with
Those galaxies.”

“And the other names they called out
On Earth?” I asked.

“There are many circles,” Brishan
Explained… “Many experiments…
Subjects from different projects…We
Just chose selections from one particular

“This is a headache.” I told him. “What
Am I supposed to do with this? Build
A bridge?” I laughed.

“For now, you wait.” Brishan explained.
“You made the initial contact…at
The right time…The alignment during
The Leonids…it happens each year.
Trust me, it will happen again. They
Know you are out there now…And
Are no doubt eager to contact you
Again, as you are eager to connect
With them. It will happen again.
Give it time…Too much too fast isn’t
Good. Rest.”

“Trust that it will continue.” Ceres said.

“And for now?” I asked.

“For now,” Brishan said, “we continue
With what we are doing…And
Varence still has work to do…with
His companion…Rana is with him.”
He smiled. “Just rest for now…We
Will continue this more…later…”




Valiant: Knock, Knock… The Parable of the King

*SONG* “The Bonny Swans” by Loreena McKennit

It’s always about the music…
Somehow when the right song plays
Magic happens.
I’ve said before that songs answer riddles.
Sound is a power, a force…
The riddles are answered in more ways than one.

The bridge to the Circle of Light.
Wait for the call, the sound, the song,
And the voice answers.

He sat there very pleased, looking
More than an amazing statue of Hercules
With his long blond hair and wise, strong,
Chiseled face. “I think she was right,
It was the right time for that story.”
Brishan said with a smile. “I was going
To wait a while to suggest it, but I
Must say…I agree, it was the right
Time.” He turned to his sister as she
Sat there smiling mysteriously. “I think
Perhaps all that time with Apollo had
A good influence on you…Oh wait, forgive

Ceres slowly rolled her eyes and
Tossed her long wavy golden sunlight hair
Over her shoulder. “Oh please…not
That again. His obsession with timing…”

“Time, light and sound.” Brishan
Praised. “As we were tonight…The
Powers, the forces of the universe that
Shape all things…The power-play even
Has such a strong influence on us here
Right now,” he said, nodding and
Pointing to the notebook, “Can you deny
It? We would not be here right now
If not for…the Light.”

“I tried to tell you many times.” Ceres
Said with, almost bragging with a laugh. She
Leaned forward to me, “You see none
Back home wanted to believe…that
Such a thing would actually happen…
To come from…Earth. They are the
Same everywhere…All worlds are the
Same, they always think that THEY
Will be the ones to find it, make the
Breakthrough…No one ever listens,
Not even the most advanced worlds.
They say they listen and they don’t.
Oh the wounded ego! Because if
It’s not them…Then it means they
Are at the mercy of a Higher Power.”

“I listened.” Brishan told her.

“No,” she said, “You listened…but
You had to see it for yourself…Then
You marched right in and said…I
Want to talk to him, then you did,
Now you have, now you are…let’s
Make that clear…We all make similar

“Fine.” Brishan smiled to me. “I
Confess this is true…But that does
Not mean I appreciate it any less.”

“So impart your wisdom, Brother.” Ceres
Said to him, crossing her arms over
Her chest.

He laughed, shaking his head. “I said
It, the Noah story was well timed.”
Then he pointed to the notebook. “You
Might want to suggest they read it
A few times…The timing might come
In very well again…You never know.”

“That’s all you have to say?” Ceres asked.

He paused briefly and reflected on
Something he secretly knew. “Then
I should like to LIE to them right
Now…And say, for everyone there
Is a Happy Ending…some significant
Course…That wealth will give you
All the answers and everything you want.”

He laughed. “Yes, it’s true…too
Many believe the same things.
Everyone is looking for answers…
WE are always looking for answers…
We are not excluded…
You want to write something interesting?”

“I think there are expectations on you,
Brishan.” Ceres said playfully. “Wise Leader
Of the Senate…”

He grew a little impatient, but held himself
Very well and calm, then looked at me more
Seriously. “Let me share the most obvious
Advice then…If there is anyone who expects
There is paradise waiting for them out in
The stars…think again. The Universe is
A big place…to each their own, think
Of it this way…If you are unhappy
With the confusion, protests, opinions,
Religions, egos…ruling powers of Earth?
Then do NOT go out into space…Because
You will find all that and much more
With greater intensity…That is why
The greatest lesson is the most simple…
Find that peace and happiness in your
Home first…Don’t give up on your
Home expecting to find the rewards
Of a rescue to come from the great
Unknown…Because what you will find
Are VERY cruel, often costly lessons.”

“Well said.” Ceres nodded.

“Furthermore,” Brishan went on very
Seriously… “I think of it this way…If
You want to find the answers, to
Experience things as we do? Tell them
To go out into the greatest, widest,
Grassiest meadow…comb through it…
And find the single one most perfect blade
Of grass. Find the most perfect
Leaf in the forest of trees…How
Long will that take you? Define
Perfect…That definition is very wide.
Of course then you first must
Choose the best meadow…The best
Forest…Where to look first, how…
What to do with that single blade
Of grass, that leaf…Study it? Copy
It? I could go on and on.”

“True,” Ceres agreed, “The debate is
Endless…In school it always starts
This way…Patience is essential of course.”

“Of course.” He agreed.

“Does that help at all?” She asked.

“I like the blade of grass analogy.” I
Told them. “We have something similar…
Finding a needle in a haystack.”

“Why would a needle be in a haystack?” Ceres

“It’s just a saying.” I said. “About how hard
It is to find something that you are looking for.”

“The blade of grass, the leaf,” Brishan
Said with a pleasant smile. “is more appropriate
With regards to finding answers…Think
About it.”

“But isn’t everyone looking for their
Own answers?” I asked.

“Yes, exactly.” Brishan said. “As I said…
Think about it for a while…”

“It’s interesting.” I said.

“Are you going to start offering tutorials
Now?” Ceres teased him. “Bring in an
Instructor from one of the Academies?”

“That might be an interesting idea.” He said,
Considering it.

“I was not being serious.” She said, shaking
Her head with a smile.

“Well,” Brishan seemed to arch his brow.
“There is much going on there now…
They ask questions…”

“To which we can only offer so much.”
She replied.

“There is much going on right now,”
Brishan tilted his head at the notebook,
Then me, “Isn’t there?”

“Yes, there sure is.” I answered.

“Distractions.” Brishan simply said. “Even
Those who think they know…are distracted
From…the truth…beneath the surface.”

“Interesting choice of words.” I had to say.

“I try.” He laughed, then turned to Ceres.
“What would you suggest next then?
I was impressed with your choice and timing
With the story about this man Noah.”

“Do not even suggest Apollo’s influence on
Me,” she told him a little bitterly, “I
Have my own mind.”

“That is why I said it,” Brishan
Told her honestly, “What would you
Suggest next? Another story?”

“Something simple.” Ceres replied, playing,
Twirling with the golden tendrils of
Her hair. “Something Easy…”

“Something general,” Brishan lifted his
Finger, “A parable…Perhaps one of

“They did work well.” Ceres smiled, the
Expression on her face suggesting a
Good memory. “Father had wonderful

“Good kings do.” Brishan smiled and
Nodded. “Good things to share…particularly
With other Leaders. A grand idea…the King’s
Parable! Should you choose one or shall I?”

She gently touched her chin with her elegant
Looking fingers. “You have appreciated my
Choices and timing so far…Allow me
Another chance…”

He gestured casually with a smile of
Contentment. “Proceed.”

Ceres did not have to think very long
Before a sly smile spread across her
Face… “I know just the one…Not that
This will be a habit mind you…Not that
We are offering educational classes from
Our home, mind you…Consider this as
You will…The King’s parable…”

She nodded once to me then I knew
To start writing… “When I was a young
Girl…my world suffered troubled times
Too…but as I have said, before days…
Then our world was going through a
Turmoil too…But no one knew it…Not then,
Not right away, especially the very
Young. Some things never change.

“Very simply then, I will tell it…Tell
Them here to take it as it appears.
Please, do not add to or take
Anything from it…or that ruins
The purpose.”

A pause as she waited for my
Hand to catch up with her words as
I wrote them. “Go on.” I only said.

“Our world then was struggling…
There were mysterious signs…Although
I was intrigued…there was much father
Kept from us, the children…Political
Offices always spare the young these

“I am not sure of the exact time of this
Parable…only that it was a great
Frustration for Father.” She laughed.
“How funny it is now to say this…So
Long after…History does appear to
Repeat endlessly…Disguised of course…

The towns and villages across the land were
Plagued by misfortune…Although
There was a barter system in place,
There was still the acquisition of wealth
By means of Gold. Though not as
You know it. For us, our people
Then, it was Gold, highly compressed,
Highly purified heavy gold pieces.

“The climate was unstable, for a series
Of years this affected crops…Families
Were struggling, resources were being
Drained…Instead of the barter system,
Society was following more of the
Ways of acquiring Gold…You can
Imagine…the greed, the fighting,
The competing…Things were growing out
Of control…even violent.

“So my father went out into the villages
And towns to confront complaints
And protests…And he devised this means
Of helping the people and teaching them
At the same time…

“The first town he came to was
Loud and angry and greedy. So he
Proposed a solution, a contest…

“That he would offer 10,000 pieces of Gold…
This was the equivalent of what I
Believe you would call one ton of gold?

“He would toss a bag of children’s rollers, or
Small throw balls as you call or understand
Them…out into the center of a field…

“And as we were told this story at the dinner
Table…Father threw the bag of rollers out
Into the middle of a field, or meadow rather…
The rules of the contest were simple…
One member from each family of the town
Was allowed to compete…The first person
To retrieve the bag of rollers, intact, to
My father would win the prize…The
10,000 pieces of Gold.

“Now it seems simple of course. But,
Here were the rules…if the bag
Was torn or broken in some way,
And any of the rollers were lost…
The game was over…

“If anyone was hurt or injured in the
Contest…then the game was over, and
Those responsible or involved in the
Injuries were to pay my father 10,000 pieces
Of gold.

“If a fight were to break out of any
Kind, the contest would be over, and any
And all involved in the fight were to
Pay my father 10,000 pieces of gold…

“And finally if anyone was hurt in
Any way during the contest…As if they
Fell or were knocked down or pushed,
Or even slipped and fell on their own…
Then the contest was over…and no one
Would win anything.

“It was simple, everyone had to play…
Everyone had to play fair and play kind
Or there was to be absolutely no
Reward or prize of any kind.

“Now, it seems simple doesn’t it?
He just wanted it to be a safe, kind
Contest where no one would get hurt.

“But…the people were so impatient, hostile,
Angry and competitive with one another…
Everyone was struggling in the towns
And villages at the time…

“Now he wanted to help everyone…but
Everyone wanted to be helped more
Than anyone else…During tough times
Few consider others…They always want
To be helped first…

“So…when the contest began…my father
Tossed the bag of rollers out into the
Middle of the meadow…The horn was
Blown for the contest to begin…

“And what do you think happened?
This town, the people, were so frantic
And greedy that they became nervous…
They panicked…And no one moved
At all. They were too afraid of
Breaking the rules…Now of course
They all wanted to win…But the
Desperation made them…too nervous,
So not a single player moved at all…
And the contest ended with no

“So my father moved on to the next
Town…issued the same rules…
Again the town was too nervous, and
Panicked…and no one moved.
No one wanted to pay the fine of
10,000 pieces of gold…and everyone was
Too afraid of getting hurt…

“Town after town he went to…the
Same thing happened…No one
Moved. People complained but he
Would not change the rules…
Then…my father came to a town…
Struggling just as much as any
Of the others…But, the people of
This town were different…

“No one knows exactly if they had
Planned this, or if it simply was
Their nature…

“When my father began the contest…
Something very different happened…
Instead of racing blindly to compete
For the bag of rollers…All of the
Players WALKED slowly and calmly
Out into the field…One man picked
Up the bag…brought it to my father…
And when he gave it to my father
He said, ‘Here is the bag…AS you
Can see it is safely intact…’
My father proclaimed him the winner,
But the man said, ‘No…we all
Agreed to play this way…and we
All agreed to share it. That way
Everyone wins something.’

“My father was utterly delighted
And impressed and said, ‘Now that,
Is the correct way to win the game.
Everybody wins.’

“It was a major event and symbolic
Victory…Teaching a valued lesson to
The towns about their greed and unity…
About all the games in fact…The only
Way to play a game or contest
Correctly is if everyone wins something.
Especially during tough times…
Because no one should be rewarded
More than others…That only creates
More envy, more greed and resentment…
But when they share the victory
And the winnings…fairly…equally…
Then they not only find relief but
Reclaim their unity and support
Each other.

“It was major turning point in
The spirit of the people, inspiring all
Other towns and villages…from the
Nobles to commoners…And it
Helped neutralize the class system…

“It even affected all manners of
Competitions…and sports…Because
People began to see the importance
In everyone winning…Was there really
A need to have ONE renowned winner
That stood above the others? No.

“And in fact it actually inspired more
People to perform better because they
Saw the importance in everyone’s
Common needs…greed and laziness
Didn’t just hurt the one, it hurt them
All…They were inspired to do better,
Work harder…for the whole…And
In time it actually proved to make
Life a lot easier.

“How’s that for the king’s parable?”
Ceres asked. “Interesting, don’t you

“I really, really like that story.” I said.
“And it really worked? It really
Helped inspire the people to change?”

“In time, yes.” Ceres said. “I would
Like to say it happened overnight…
But it didn’t, it took time…But
Eventually yes it did help all the

“You see,” Brishan said, “some people
Like getting more than others…It
Happens everywhere…Even on our world
Now among the refugees, their villages…
There are those that cling to their old
Ways…And on other worlds among the
Stars…But, when they see a system
That works…It eventually does
Motivate others. This is something you can
Not force however.”

“Though in some instances it should be
Forced.” Ceres laughed.

“Attitudes and habits are very hard
To break…” Brishan nodded. “I believe
Most initially insist on the fast
Easy answer…But no one learns anything
With easy answers. Have you seen this?”

“No, I understand.” I told them. “I have
Seen that a lot. We are always taught
That after high school people change…
I have yet to encounter that…If anything
They become more who they are…it’s
Just a matter if it’s good or bad.”

“Well, that’s the same everywhere too.” Ceres
Said. “But I believe that’s more related
To how we are born…with personalities I

“Time takes care of that.” Brishan said
Solemnly. “For some it takes longer…but
Eventually most do see and understand
The same reasons.”

“The key is to overcome distractions,” Ceres said,
“To keep going. Have a goal, pursue it…
Listen, learn and watch…but be persistent.
Be patient. Be devoted.”

“We realize this is hard on you,” Brishan
Went on, “Of course nothing with a good cause
Is done easily…And criticism is everywhere…
It’s a poisonous distraction. Do not give in to it.
If you surrender to criticism you will find
Yourself surrendering to a lot of things, a lot
Of things!”

“Just deliver the message and keep going.” Ceres
Nodded with a smile. “It will get better.”

“Seriously, persistence, devotion and
Dedication and good work…Those are all
Good things.” Brishan said. “Who would
You seek advice from…Someone who whines
And complains constantly, someone who begs?
Or someone who keeps working on their
Goals and dreams that show results?”

“You’re right. I know.”

“Just watch those distractions…”
Brishan smiled.

“Why do I get the feeling you are about
To impart another mysterious message?”
I asked.

He smiled. “There are so many things
Happening…here…out in the stars,” he
Gestured kindly, one generous wave of his
Arm, “and on your world.” He pointed to
The notebook. “Now…if you want my
Suggestions? My ideas or hints? Who
Am I to say…We cannot tell you or
Anyone to do anything…Yet, in times
Of chaos and upheaval…on worlds
Where it seems things are about to collapse…
The planet always shows the same signs…
But frequently people are too busy arguing
To notice things in nature…And when
They do it’s too late.”

“Ah.” Ceres laughed, “And here Brishan
Is attempting his serious overtone of
Mystery.” She shook her head. “Just
Say it…or would you rather throw
A sack of balls in a field?”

“Funny.” He said.

“It’s just that, well…encouraging things
Like protests…civil war, or revolutions
When peaceful resolve makes more sense…
It all seems rather pointless…when one
Should be more focused on geological
And atmospheric instability…and erratic
Patterns in electro-magnetic fields…
Or strange ailments…like numbness
Or headaches.”

“Oh that wasn’t mysterious at all.” Ceres
Threw back her head with a laugh. “Dare
They dive next into further research
On such things…Oh wait, should I find
A sack of balls first? If only animals
Were entertained so well with balls for
Hours on end…Good sense and logic would
Be everywhere.”

“You spend too much time with the
Bears,” Brishan laughed. “With all the

“They are honest and furry,” Ceres said,
Holding her chin high. “Well, mostly hairy
That is…The rest just wish they had hair.
They’re just simple and cute, that’s all.”

“That’s a fairly…odd analogy.” Brishan
Laughed at her.

“Don’t judge the animals harshly.” Ceres
Smiled playfully. “They could teach anyone
A lot.”

Brishan turned to me very kindly. “Let’s
Be clear…and simple for now. Consider
The stories we have recently shared…read
Them a few times…ponder things…That’s
All. Go rest…for next we will talk about
Your dreams some more…”

“Yes, I have had some interesting ones!” I told them.

“Yes,” Brishan and Ceres nodded
Together. “We are VERY interested to
Hear about these new developments…
These dreams you had…Voices from
The stars? Of constellations?”


He nodded. “It’s time to slow down
A little then…Rest…It’s in the stars…
That is something you cannot Fight
At all…when the Stars Align…
Things happen.”



Or Some Such

Ben Naga

Just as the separate frames that constitute a reel of film conjure up a continuous reality. (With this reality itself but an illusory imagining of the director, the writer, the actors.

I recall reading of a Buddhist master who, when asked about the nature of reality, enlightenment or some such – I don’t remember the exact question – I have slept many times since then – said nothing but snuffed out a nearby candle and relit it immediately.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Ancient Cataclysm…

*SONG* “After All the Love Is Gone” by Alias

Long Ago…It was a dark age.
Deny what we were told to see, hear and feel
The Lost Days…

The dazzling cities masterly crafted
Of diamonds and gold…marbled and gemstone
Monoliths…The city streets moved with machines
And the lost sciences of the Ancients
Granted the First People of Earth conveniences
Unlike we know now. It was more.
Everything was more…

They were perfect by comparison, they were wise…
Not slow and dumb meandering and
Grunting about like animals.
The Ancients were beyond us,
And they knew what they were doing.
They lectured, preached and debated
And worshipped with many faiths and
Religions…The Glory of Empowerment
For one instead of all, that is how they
Lost their unity…

It was not on purpose of destruction,
They were just trying to find their own
Answers, their own way…And that is the
Most common practice in the stars…
All the religions have answers, to each
Their own, there’s nothing wrong with that.

The greatest danger came by accident…
At the wrong time, at the wrong place…
By the most indulgent…That made the
Beast…Beings of a Higher Dimension
Worshipped by wayward religions fell
For the glory of worship by the flesh.
And were born into super-beings of flesh…
They we call Nephilim…

The Nephilim filled the Earth in the last
Lost days of the great cities of the Ancients.
Born to build the first cabal,
To control the Kings and Queens,
And their kingdoms and the temples…

They didn’t see it until it was
Too late…And those that did see were
Silenced…They either disappeared or
Were too afraid to speak out and protest…

The Smartest Ones kept their Mouths
Shut and watched and listened and
Learned silently…like the Ancient Masters,
Who forged 13 Crystal Skulls to hide
These secrets and protect the Earth…
For a future when valued lessons
Learned could be rewarded for future
Use…To save a World From history
Repeating itself.

The greatest Victims were the Young.
The innocent who revere too quickly
And easily…and act out just as fast…

But there were some, who led simple
Lives…like a man called Noah, who
Just never fit in…and lived outside
The mainstream of society…alongside
The wild innocents of nature, the
Ones who suffered most at the
Hands of men…the Animals.

The Light…said there was a decree
From the highest power…That at
Such times, at any place throughout
The stars…That when the Nephilim
Walked among the mortals…And
Corruption Fell…A time of Chastisement
Would come…A cleansing…A renewal…
The cataclysm.

This is no special law nor unique
Circumstance of Earth. It includes any
And ALL worlds of the stars…
Universes are but a host for fleshly life…
And such things have happened in
Many galaxies…Because where there is
Life, there are those that search for
Answers…Those that search for power…
And those that fall victim to it…

The Quest always seems to fall upon
Those not looking for it…because those
Searching for power always seem to
Stir the greatest Trouble…and thus
Make the greatest monsters…

Here the story continues…

On the Bridge of the Watchers, the ones
Sent to Fix the Timeline. The Great Lion
Man Ascended Master BR’Riel sat in the
Captain’s chair silently watching with fierce
Eyes. He had never seen such an event
Before, many heard the stories of worlds
That fell this way, but few ever actually
Witnessed these measureless events…

From their perspective, time apart and
Moving fast, the Fall came quickly…
The people gorged themselves in recklessness…
In worship through various ways…
Faith can take many forms…
Chaste, Sin, Suffer, Glory…
Sex, Greed or Sacrifice…anything
And everything to entreat and lure
Beings from greater dimensions…

There was utter chaos, as governments
Crumbled to riots and revolutions by
People torn apart by the clashing of
Beliefs and prejudices…The Nephilim
Giants in their temples easily
Manipulated mortals with their powers…
And as the Wars of Mortal men were
Fought between Temples, between
Governments of distant lands…All the
While the Nephilim were living in the
Attention of the Dark Empire who
Fed off these transfigured worlds…

Heaven versus Hell…Again, unseen as always
Another war was being fought much higher…
For the sake of protecting Heaven from
Being violated by these abominations that
Were neither Higher beings nor simple Flesh…
For if the Nephilim breached the gates
That separated the physical from the
Non-physical…The potential danger
For invading the Highest of Heaven’s
Order would be devastating…

The Light by Seraphs were sent and
Gifted to prevent this at all costs…
At any time or place…without hesitation,

BR’Riel took it all in…The crumbling
Earth…The Ancient Mortals that ran wild
As their Nephilim Overseers laughed
And enjoyed every moment of pain
And suffering…And the Invaders came…
To consume, to harvest any life on
The planet that held any knowledge…

First and Foremost, the Greatest and
Most Prized Treasure Invaders craved
Was this knowledge…Find it, seek it
Out…Then Take it, Harvest it, then
Move on to the next world to find it again…
The endless cycle…The Fall, the
Corruption…The Invasions…And they
Always fall for it, time and time again…

History repeats itself this way
Throughout the stars…

And the Watchers Quest to Find the
Elements to Break the Cycle…

To watch this process repeat itself
Over and over is agonizing…That is
Why Angels fall from Grace…And why
Those that see it, sense it, grow so
Numb…How many times must it happen
Before it breaks?

BR’Riel could only watch, his Lion Men
Disciples surrounding him in awe…
As Ceres stood in the center of the bridge
Before the view screen covering her open
Mouth with both hands in shock…It was
Happening so fast! She was terrified, she
Was angry, she was crying…They had
All just witnessed the miracle with
The elephants…and now THIS!
“No…No…NO!” She kept crying.

Apollo furiously studied the scans at
The panel. The data coming in was
Overwhelming. The sound disturbance
Alone was deafening…The weapons fire,
The screams, the loss of life…It was as
Though everyone wanted to be involved
In the chaos firsthand to experience it,
Crave it, continue it…

“Have any gotten off the planet?”
BR’Riel asked him.

“Scattered vessels have fled,” Apollo
Told him, “But they are all being
Stopped and captured before they get
Very far…” He grimaced at watching
It all play out all over AGAIN…
“It’s pointless.”

“Are there no safe havens?” Vala asked,
Horrified by watching the agony.
“Evacuation routes? Hidden bases?
Anything for these people to run to?”

Apollo laughed. “To run from THE
Empire? Surely you know that answer…
Remember your world.” He knew she
Was as disturbed as he was from the
Loss of her world as he was his…Only
The degree of violence varied…

“This is terrible,” Vala groaned at
Watching the view screen. “This is awful!
It is like watching Hell!”

Apollo winced. “Here it comes! An
Electro-Magnetic Pulse…Suspension
And Neutralization of ALL Power…
Now they cannot even Fight…If I
Remember correctly, it escalates at
This point.” But then he began to
Scan the readings on the panel and
Scowl… “Something is wrong. Something
Is very wrong!”

“What is it?” Vala asked.

“The Planet…” Apollo said.

“What about it?” Vala went to stand
Behind him to study the readings.

“The Planet,” Apollo exclaimed, “There is
No geological activity…The weather
Patterns are not significant…I
Do not understand…These readings…
There is nothing there?!”

“What are you talking about?” BR’Riel asked.

Apollo was panicking, his eyes bulging at the
Readings… “I do not understand…The Planet
Fell into utter chaos…ALL of nature went wild…
The weather, the storms, earthquakes, volcanoes…
Even the sky turned black! A strange
Stellar phenomena with the sun, like an
Eclipse…It was crazed…But here…now…
Nothing is happening but the Invasion and
Civil chaos…Nothing?”

But Ceres remained focused on the Ark…
The animals…She was completely
Concerned by them… “Have they sealed it yet?
Have they sealed themselves in? The
Scout ships, the darts for the Harvest
Are swarming the planet…They are headed
For the Ark…”

“I thought the Harvest ships only took
Human life?” Vala asked.

“They consume anything carrying an
Abundance of life, even animals if their
Numbers are significant.” BR’Riel corrected.
“Remember their mission is to Harvest
The essence…and any and all biological
Matter unique for study.”

Ceres’s insides were roaring. “They are NOT
Touching those animals, not my animals,”
She cried. “Not my little ones! Never, NOT

Apollo scanned the Ark. “They are struggling
With the seal…The Masters designed the
End wall to close…They aren’t strong enough
To close the door…”

They watched the view screen as Noah
Was struggling with his wife and ropes
Harnessed to the elephants as he pleaded
With them to pull to raise and seal
The door… “Pull girls,” he kept urging
The elephants as they leaned their
Weight on tree trunk-like legs to
Raise it shut, but it was so slow
Going. “Pull!” He kept crying. “Pull!”

The children cowered in fear on the ark…
What was this, they had no idea what
To think of it all…All the animals,
From the heaviest and mighty beasts at
The bottom to the flying, chattering and
Shrieking birds in the high rafters to
The rats, rabbits, mice and squirrels
That scurried in the hallows and out
Of reach corners…The animals were
Going crazy rapidly as they clearly
Sensed the danger outside…Fear was
In the air everywhere…growing worse
And worse.

“They’re so frightened,” Ceres cried as she
Could not take her eyes off the screen. “They
Are all so frightened! I told them I
Would keep them safe!”

BR’Riel grew impatient, then turned to his
Men, “Two of you go down there
And seal that Ark. Apollo,” he commanded,
“Send a blinding flash of light to distract
The world below, and the Watchers
At present below as well. Enough of
This, let us see it done!”

Two towering golden Lion Men in white robes
Rushed to the Ark with transport crystals…
Moving so fast they were not seen…with
God-speed, like Angels with Lion’s Faces they
Arrived at the Ark and without delay or
Difficulty lifted the heavy door and sealed
It shut tight…

Just then rioters crashed upon the
Scene to storm Noah’s property and
Beat at theArk…The reckless people were
Now trying to get Noah
To help them. How ridiculous! The
Lion Men took it upon themselves to
Act as great Watchmen then to roar and
Scare the crowds away.

The Great Magnificent Lion Men were acting as vigilant
Guardian Angels…They raced about
In flashes as though they had wings,
Terrifying everyone away. The people screamed
And cried but the Lion Men kept the
Ark safe…while the Watchers in the ship
Above watched, BR’Riel in particular was
Quite entertained, in an angry way.

But Ceres only grew more vexed and
Impatient. “What do we do? I don’t know
What to do!”

“The Invasion ships are swarming
From the Mother Craft.” Vala said at the panel.

“Have the readings changed for the planet?”
She asked Apollo.

His eyes raced furiously over data. “Whatever
Technology they were dabbling with…
Some sort of sonic pulses…has ceased…
The tectonic plates beneath the western
Oceans are destabilizing…The crystalline
Network below is severely damaged…
Deteriorating fast…without the sonic devices
They were using…everything is falling apart
By the electro-magnetic pulse…”

“How long?” Vala asked.

Apollo began to sweat. “The Planet just
Moved 5 degrees…” He said nervously. “10
Degrees…The poles have now shifted 15

“That’s too fast!” Vala said. “Is this what
Occurred before?”

Apollo recalled the erratic readings from
The first time his Watchers Post
Experienced this. “When the blinding light
Flashed…the readings were so intense, so
Fast we lost track of everything…Before
We knew it the World was entirely
Engulfed…The crust, the surface was
Literally ravaged by earthquakes, volcanoes,
The ground swallowed everything…and
The oceans soon followed with the deluge.”

“The Ark!” Ceres exclaimed. “What about
The Ark?”

“The crust is swallowing the Far Eastern
Cities…Tsunamis on every coast!” Apollo

“How did the Ark survive?” Vala asked him.

“I have no idea!” Apollo shouted. “The planet
Has now moved 20 degrees!”

“The Ark!” Ceres shouted, turning to BR’Riel.

“Tsunamis on the Eastern coast are
Towering…” Apollo warned, he turned to
BR’Riel… “They are heading for the Ark.”

“At this rate it will be crushed.” Vala said.

“No!” Ceres cried.

“You have to do something!” Vala warned.

“We have no weapons on the ship.” Apollo
Told them. “Nothing that we have could slow
This down, not at this speed.”

Vala turned to the Great Lion Men. “You
Have to use the planet as a weapon.”

“What?” BR’Riel could not believe his ears.

“Ships are swarming across the planet!”
Apollo told them. “Taking lives everywhere!”

“Build a bridge to Nature,” Vala said.
Her knowledge of sciences of the mind were
Unmatched by even the wisest elders.
“The Tesseract Principle…Harness the
Full power of your mind…Build a
Bridge to the planet’s crystalline network.
It’s alive; talk to it…it’s the only way.”

“What am I to say?” BR’Riel asked.

Vala turned to Ceres. “Go through BR’Riel,
Let him build the Bridge with his mind
To the planet…and talk to it…the way
You did with the bears…if you want
To save them you have to do this…NOW.”

There was an awkward moment of hesitation,
Then BR’Riel stood and focused his
Great and powerful mind on the planet
As Vala had said…with the vast crystalline
Network…He had never attempted something
So immense before…But he did build a
Bridge…Moments… “I believe I have
Contact with the crystalline network…I
Am sensing a…force, an essence of the planet…
It’s vast…”

Vala urged her sister… “Now, go through
The Bridge…Talk to it.”

Ceres was utterly overwhelmed. “And say

“Do it!” Vala ordered.

Hysterical, crying, Ceres sent her mind
To BR’Riel’s…to find the bridge and cross
It, to feel the planet…

“Talk to it,” Vala told her, “send it
Your feelings…show them to the planet…”

“I’ve never done this before!” Ceres cried.

“Do you want to save those Little Bears?”
Vala said intensely. “The elephants…think
About the elephants.”

“STOP it!” Ceres cried, trying to hold herself

“Think about all those pregnant
Mothers on the Ark, Ceres…” Vala taunted
Her. “The Lions, the Bears, the Wolves…”

Ceres’s mind raged wildly as she heard the
Cries of the animals on the Ark…She felt
Their fear…The roars of the cats, the
Weight of the babies they carried…
The rumbles of the elephants…the terror
As they swayed…The devotion they felt to
Their herds, the love for their babies that
They carried…

“See their eyes, their minds,” Vala
Said, further exciting her, “How they feel,
How you feel for them…Their fear, their
Tortured lives…their desperation, their
Spirit…To be Free, They run, They hide,
They think, They Feel! Tell that to the
Planet! Show it what you Feel!”

Ceres’s mind was racing, flooding, overflowing,
Raging with emotions…The sounds of the
Animals…The wild innocence, the abuse
They suffered…They had feelings…Their
Instinct…To live, to survive…And that
Wordless intense drive to protect what
They carried inside them…new life…
The Mother’s Love…

All at once it struck her…and the planet
Echoed its cry. Thunder and Lightning
Filled the Skies…

“The Tsunamis are approaching the Ark!”
Apollo cried.

“No!” Ceres screamed. Her mind exploded,
Bound to the planet now…her emotions
Poured into it…resounding throughout
The crystals so powerfully that the tidal
Wave of energy within the crystals now
Transformed into a new force, one
Of nature and the Mother’s Love…A Mother
Earth was born…And the fury now
Rose above and below every elemental
Force to control it…

Vexed with panic and the unstoppable
Need to protect…Mother Earth filled with
A furious passion…and became one with
Ceres’s will…Protect the Ark.

The Skies above the Ark began to swirl
And spin…The elements falling to command
By the Earth…And the wind rose with
Ferocious speed to form a Super Tornado
Over the Ark…Shielding it from
Everything, and obliterating everything
Surrounding it at the same time…

The Mighty Wall of water of the oceans
Swept across the land…and met the
Force of the Super Tornado, then split around
It to cover the hills and last sparkle of
The gold and marbled cities…
The Ark was saved…but the cities lost…
Atlantis fell…Attan fell…and Lemuria
And Arcadia…All of the Ancient Cities
Were lost…now buried, sunken, swallowed forever.

The Super Tornado continued to shield the ark
As the oceans now covered the Planet…
Rain, sleet and snow showered the world
As Temperatures soared out of control.
Nothing was temperate, nor arctic,
Nor tropical, everything was a violent mess.

BR’Riel sat in the captain’s chair
Utterly mesmerized by this indescribable
Force upon the planet…Nature was alive
And raging…as Ceres remained in her
Furious state bound to it…guarding the
Ark…It was beyond words.

Apollo panted nervously, as they all did,
Watching the supernatural power. Yet somehow
He managed to follow the readings on the
Panel. Triangular ships darted about the
Earth in small Fleets searching for any
Remaining life to take. “The Mother
Craft is moving closer to the planet!” He

But Ceres and the Earth remained as one,
Her eyes saw the invading threats in the
Skies and the Earth reacted without
Hesitation…Lightning struck at the ships,
Lashing out at them with ravenous fury,
Exploding them to pieces one by one…
It was a war, but not of the mortal means. It
Was a war of the supernatural powers of Nature
Of the Earth protecting itself from the
Alien assault…Mother Earth was having
None of it.

“The planet just moved,” Apollo told them,
“30 degrees now…It should stop there…”

Suddenly the two Lion Men that had
Been sent to the surface re-materialized on the
Bridge, desperate and panicked as they
Moved to BR’Riel’s side.
He turned to his men with concern…his
Eyes asking them silently, “How did it go?”

The golden Lion Men looked horrified. “The
Magnitude of destruction was…overwhelming.
We have never seen, nor felt such an
Immense loss of life…”

BR’Riel went wild-eyed…He could sense
It, feel it too…The ethereal realms
Surrounding the planet echoed of the
Screams of death, in all forms…The people,
And yes the plants and animals too. So
Much had been lost so fast! You just had
To be there…

The entire bridge watched as the massive
Super Tornado continued to shield the
Ark from the flood of the moved oceans…
It was the only vessel of life of the
Humans and animals left…
All the ocean life had been severely
Impacted as well…only the sea creatures
That could hide in the cavernous depths
Of the waters could be spared from the
Merciless destruction of above…And it seemed

All of this only enticed the ship of the Dark
Empire’s interest as it moved closer and
Closer to the planet, taking its own readings
The same as the Watchers did. But they
Were no match to the Watchers’ science
As their ship remained hidden above
All physical dimensions…

“What is that ship exactly?” BR’Riel asked.

Vala, of keen interest, quickly scanned and
Analyzed the Pyramid-like vessel. “There
Are multiple highly complex readings…The
Ship is comprised of an array of lifeforms…
An infusion of many races, many species…
Primarily Draconian and Sirian in origin.
This is a base, there are many
Compartments…A science vessel, but it also
Echoes a hierarchy…Reptilian, a powerful
Female presence…A Queen?”

“A parent vessel?” BR’Riel suggested.

“The Empire does not send their most
Important base ships to harvest common
Worlds.” Vala said strangely. “Something
Else is going on here.”

“The planet’s rotational shift has slowed.”
Apollo informed them. “Yes, it’s stopping
Now…New ice caps are forming
At new poles…VERY quickly. There are
Massive ice storms spinning about
The two poles…”

“I am sensing something VERY strong.” Vala
Said of the Mother Ship hovering over the
Planet. “This is no ordinary base star…
This is Nibaru.”

“The Master Legion?” BR’Riel was stunned
But outraged. “The Destroyers? Why would
They be here?”

But Ceres remained apart from them all
Bound to the Earth, its elemental forces…
Guarding the Ark…Somehow through it all
She managed to clearly hear her scared
Animals…The shrieks of the birds…The
Grunts, roars and cries of the big cats,
The elephants…The whimpering of the
Wolves…The terror of the horses and the
Sheep…Her heart reached out and sang
To them…lullabies to their spirits. And
The Earth heard this singing and it too
Began to calm down…
The waters calmed, the tornado
Eased down just enough to let the
Waters gently slide under the ark…
Spinning it, carefully, slowly,
Raising it until it was at the surface
Of the waters and the tornado began
To dissipate into gusts of wind
That blew against a rocky sea…

Then the ark was simply floating
On the waters…as it was meant to…
Adrift, alone…with its precious
Cargo…And Ceres just kept singing to it,
To the animals, keeping them calm,
Singing to them until they were lulled into
A quiet deep sleep…where they could
Find peace and dream…She told
Them to forget and rest…They had
Been through enough. Still she stood there
Crying…The ark had done its job and
Saved the animals. But the sheer
Numbers that had been lost were
Awful. She would never forget them
For as long as she lived. And in that
Moment she vowed no matter what,
No matter what it took, she would
NEVER allow such sacrifices to be
Made again. That was the worst feeling
Ever, to pick and choose? There
Was no winning that way…The only
Comfort she found was in knowing
That one day later, in the Earth
She saw…the animals would fill the
Earth again, and new varieties would
Spread. Everything would be new.

BR’Riel studied the view screen of the
Massive pyramid ship hovering near
The planet. “It’s not moving, what is
It doing?”

“It’s scanning.” Vala told him. “It’s searching.
I think they know something happened
Here…something unnatural.”

“Is that what happened in the
Time you knew?” BR’Riel asked Apollo.

Apollo turned to him. “Yes, they were
Quite taken by the events. Even though
They lost most of their Harvest ships…
They could not let it go…So they
Lingered…and studied what happened.”

“So this then drew their interest?”
BR’Riel asked. “They stayed because
Of it?”

“In part, yes.” Apollo said, “But remember
It’s different for them…They are conquerors,
They never stop…They just keep looking
For more.”

“They are ravenous.” Vala said with

“We should leave as soon as possible.”
BR’Riel ordered.

“But the ark?” Ceres said. “Will
They be safe?”

“Apollo?” BR’Riel asked him.

He hesitated to answer. “They will be safe…
For the purpose served. The ark will
Come to rest in the mountains far to
The East…Nothing will bother them
For now.”

“For now?” Ceres said angrily.

“The Empire will leave and send science
Ships later with their…minions,” Apollo
Told her… “Where they will begin…their
Generational experiments on the humans.”

“And the animals?” She asked.

“Ceres!” He said.

“We are done here.” BR’Riel ordered. “It’s
Time to leave.”

“But—“ Ceres cried… “Shouldn’t
We at least wait until the ark has
Come to its rest safely?”

“This is not a nursery mission, Ceres.”
BR’Riel said firmly. “We’ve already
Surpassed the mission’s intentions…
It is done…We must not speak
Of this.”

“But the Postulate will know, surely?”
Ceres warned them.

“The Postulate does NOT monitor these
Sorts of missions.” BR’Riel said. “They
Cannot. It would create ripples in
Time…Watchers to Watch Watchers,
Watching us? No…they do not know,
Will not know, because I am here.”

“So that’s it then?” Ceres asked with

“That is enough.” BR’Riel told her. “You
Must let Nature do the rest.”

“I am never going to let that
Happen again!” Ceres said, gritting her
Teeth. “Picking and choosing like

“We will keep searching for a way
To stop them.” Vala told her sister kindly.
“To stop them from invading and
Harvesting worlds…One day I will return,
And when I do…It will be for their
End. But for now, you must never
Tell what happened here.”

“Stories will be told.” Ceres laughed…
“Humans did survive.”

“And how do they pass on stories?” Vala
Laughed. “You know how that works…
They will weave tales and myths…
And each generation will add to them…
And also forget things…That’s how
Religions begin…They need to believe
In something.”

“That’s appalling.” Ceres groaned, still
Fighting tears.

BR’Riel lowered his brow firmly. “It is
Done. And now…you will watch as
We have taught you, as I have
Taught you…And in that time
You will want and know what
To look for…”

So they returned to that present
Time…when the Bears were changed…
And BR’Riel went and stood in the
Wilds of the Earth to speak with
Nature…And what did nature say?

Thank you…Thank you for this gift…
The Gift of the Mother…

“Great Lion Man…One day…I promise
For what you…your student has given Me…
I too will give you a gift…

The Time will come…

I will change the World…All Worlds…”

The World Will Change.




Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 19NOV2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (19 November 2016) during dreamtime.

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

Our Fleet includes the following ships

GLS Mothership OcaTAwa (Password “Center Spiral Wings Unity”)
GLS Mothership mu
GLS Aeterna (Password “Wings“)
GLS Algiz (Password “Center“)
GLS Blaze (Password “Helix“)
GLS Chimera (Password “Emanate”)
GLS Cameleon
GLS Salcys
GLS Angelon
GLS Susan
GLS Space Wave (Password “Unity”)
GLS Athabantian (Password “Radiate”; website: Up2the5th, Cosmic Paradigm)
GLS Aurora (Password “Mocham”; website: Multidimensionalocean, Auroradreamflight2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

Message from Mike Quinsey 11th November 2016

Message from Mike Quinsey – 11th November 2016 – “the election result will have no standing”

For the people of America the result of their Presidential election was a complete surprise as it was much closer in the end than had been anticipated, and Trump gained a late rush of strong support largely from those who were undecided until the last few days. Neither of the two candidates was particularly well received for such an important position as the President of the United States. However, within a probable period of 3 months or less there are likely to be events that will overshadow everything else that has taken place so far. The new united States of America is waiting in the wings to be announced, and it means that the election result will have no standing where it is concerned. In the circumstances it is expected that Trump would resign and thereby make way for new candidates in a new election. In that event Paul Ryan is considered to be the most likely one to be appointed as the interim President until new elections can be held.

These events were inevitable and major changes cannot be stopped from taking place, as they are already written into the future and will manifest quite soon. It will be the turning point for all of Humanity, as they move onto the path that will free them from the control of the dark Ones. It will enable Humanity to take great steps forward that will see the introduction of beneficial and welcome changes that have been held back for a long time. So many events have been waiting an opportunity to reveal the true future for Earth and its inhabitants.

These are the end times of the Solar Cycle that has lasted over 25,000 years and in that time virtually all of you have had many lives on Earth. You have come through them as much greater souls than when you first started the cycle. Evolution is the key to the experiences you have had where lessons are often repeated to ensure they have been well learned. As a Soul Group they have succeeded where previously cycles have ended in failure. Each time those souls who were not ready to ascend entered another cycle to continue their experiences, with a view to gradually evolving and creating another opportunity to ascend. There is no pressure placed on them and each soul is allowed to evolve in its own time. However, they will continue to be supported by souls that have dropped down from the higher realms for that purpose. However, some of them also come from other civilizations and are all volunteers. Such instances are commonplace among those who have already ascended.

When the revelations begin to be released about your true selves, many will find them difficult to believe and there will be both shock and joy. Be assured however that those empowered to bring the truth into being, will leave you in no doubt that they are truthful. The changes to the Earth will bring you benefits that are guaranteed to greatly lift up the quality of your life. It will be an era when you will have all the essential benefits that ensure a comfortable level of existence. One where you do not have to worry about your well-being as standards will be much higher than previously. Many old forms of transport will disappear to make way for those that are reliable and non-polluting where the air and earth are concerned. Your seas and water supplies will also be cleansed in next to no time by use of advanced technologies. Healing will eventually be carried out using sound and light only, so there will be an absolute revolution in this respect. So the future holds much that will delight and also astonish you, and you will absorb the higher vibrations and remain in perfect health.

As you start to “dream” of the future benefits so you will attract them to yourself. The more souls that do so, the quicker you will be able to use them. It is also worth mentioning that eventually the need to spend the best part of your life working will also become unnecessary, as much of what you still do manually will be carried out by robots. Even now their development has advanced considerably and they are already carrying out minor tasks. What was mostly science fiction in the last century is rapidly becoming your reality, and it has the ability to change your way of life so quickly. Also what has been held back from you for a long time is entering your reality, and it will be sped up when the dark Ones who held it back are removed.

It is best to keep an open mind if you want to evolve quicker when new ideas and facts are presented to you. One that may concern many people is connected with the birth of a new family member, when it is learned that the baby’s body is entered by a spirit that prior to being born has chosen those who are to be the parents. The choice is made bearing in mind what type of life experiences they wish to have until they are an adult and can make their own way. Selection is made of the lessons that they wish to learn, and sometimes it is ongoing and they may incarnate several times with the same parents. All is not however testing and hard work as karma will also include those good times in your life, when you get the breaks and achieve your desires. Also bear in mind that your life plan is considered, and your choice of parents would be those best suited to give you what you needed to succeed.

Some readers may doubt that they chose their parents as they may have had a hard childhood. Be assured that even in such circumstances there are no mistakes, and for whatever reasons you chose them it was to give you the experiences you needed. It may also include karma where you have some unfinished matters that have to be cleared. When you start to think in terms of karma you will find it helps to find a reason for your life experiences. All are of value and some most important to your progress where your evolution is concerned. You cannot escape it except to end your life before time, but this type of action only creates more problems for you. Take life seriously and do your best at all times and hopefully you will have been able to clear it for all time. Some of you may doubt that you chose your parents as you may have had a hard childhood, but know that it can work both ways as parents may also have lessons to learn.

Because these are the end times souls will be very busy trying to raise their vibrations, and to increase their chances of rising up out of the lower vibrations. Many will succeed and intuitively know when they are on the path to success. Be gentle and kind to other souls and make allowances for their lack of understanding if they are lacking love for other Human Beings. All souls mix together on Earth and all learn from each other so take note of when you lose control, and having found the reason ensure that you are unlikely to repeat it.

Matters are reaching a point where major things must happen very soon as there is mass unrest among people who have little or no idea of what is going on. They become very much on edge and this is a recipe for matters getting more out of hand. Guidance is needed and sufficient help to let them know that the future is going to be wonderful and alter their perception of life as it will be very acceptable.

I leave you with love and blessings, and may the Light brighten your days and path to completion. This message comes through my Higher Self.

In Love and Light.

Mike Quinsey.




Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Animals of Noah’s Ark…

*SONG* “Animal” by Def Leppard–vvf0

Back to the lost story of a lost time…
This story is shared not to condemn
But learn from the past…
So that history does not repeat itself…

On the Watcher’s ship…The vessel sent
Back by the Tribunal to repair an intervention…
Poised higher in dimension to avoid detection,
The mighty BR’Riel, noble Ascended Master
Of the Lion Men’s Temple…sat in the
Captain’s chair quietly pondering all that
Had transpired…At the time, everything
Was beyond their control…The Watchers
Had now become players to
A higher power…perhaps a divine plan
To a timeline that seemed incomprehensible…

“Tell me of the cities of this Earth
That we now fall witness to.” He ordered
To the now quiet humbled Apollo. “If we
Are to serve a purpose here I would
Like to know as much as possible.”

Apollo turned slowly, glancing at the fair
Ceres briefly…She would not even look at
Him without a scowl of disgust…Then
Looked up to BR’Riel’s magnificent shining
Silver blue ethereal eyes. “What would
You like to know?”

BR’Riel seemed to moan his thoughts…
“Anything…Everything? This world was…
So new…corrupted so fast…Were there
So few true hearted souls that walked
This world? None opposed or foresaw the

Apollo blinked, thinking fast on what he
Recalled…But the memories seemed haunting
Now as he had done nothing…He had only
Watched the chaos brew…The guilt he bore
In this was overwhelming, even though
Duty did not condemn him this, only his
Soul did. “Of course, as on any world
That falls, however numerous they may
Be…there are always those that attempt
To change things, right wrongs…and so

“Then what happened to them?” BR’Riel asked.

Apollo laughed. “The same as on many
Worlds…It’s the same everywhere you
Find corrupt systems…Those that oppose
The mainstream are ridiculed publically…
Harassed, isolated or imprisoned, or
Executed…to demonstrate the power of
The corrupt government.”

“But these cities,” BR’Riel said with admiration,
“Cities of gold and diamonds and marbled
Stones, precious jeweled cities…of polished
Emeralds reaching to the sky…These
Buildings and monuments are marvelous…What
Happened here?”

Apollo thought heavily. “What vast lesson
Learned? How many worlds across the
Stars succeed? They aimed too high
To impress and attracted equally great
Dark treasure hunters…

“It started out quite noble and good,
When the Adams and Eves settled and
Spread across the land. They had their
Parents’ sciences to aid them…

“The first cities rose with hope and pride,
Atlantis the treasure city of hope and
Dreams and limitless sciences…

“Attan, or Ettan as it was also pronounced…
The trade port and crossroads city…

“Arcadia, the pleasure city…of gambling
And indulgences of everything imaginable
Of flesh and the mind…

“Lemuria…with its emerald towers and
Super sciences…minds were its treasure…
You want me to tell you what
Happened here? The great corruption
Of great powers? Nothing special
Happened here…What happened here
Happens everywhere…The only difference
Is the outcome on each world…some
Rise, some fall…some grow past their
Weaknesses and greed…while others
Succumb to temptation…or fall to the
Dark Empire…

“The only ones who learn are those
That learn to listen and watch, and
Above all see themselves for what they
Are and should be…if virtue finds them.”

BR’Riel groaned at the words…but his
Senses had already reached out and scanned
The planet below…The decadent behavior
Of the people echoed across the psychic
Plain…as all behavior does. No secrets
Hide themselves to those with higher
Senses…Lust and greed and gluttony
Carried on the ethereal winds of this
Earth…What higher beings called sin,
Mortal man called common beliefs…
Sin is just a word to some people, while
To others who hold virtue in higher
Regard…discipline, patience and
Self control and faith are the true
Aim of greater reward… “The endless
Conflicts of civilizations.” BR’Riel grumbled…
“I am tired of watching this.” He
Turned to Vala, who had taken another
Seat at the panel beside her sister…
To study the planet with fresh eyes
And mind. “What do you see, Vala?”

“I see a lot of minds pre-occupied
With themselves…” She answered. “However,
There are some…interesting elements.”

“Oh?” BR’Riel asked.

“There is an organized group of
Disciplined minds…but they are in retreat,
Apart from the world. In hiding,
Seclusion…in a temple…13…That number,
13 Ascended Masters…in secret
Meeting. They seem to know quite a lot.”

“The Temple of the Ancient Masters.”
Apollo said to her words. “Ah, I remember
Those…They were students of the
Last Lion Men…A noble, elite group.
They shared much promise…But the
People shunned them and their teachings.”

“Why?” BR’Riel asked.

“Because the Ancient Masters practiced a
Regiment of intense disciplined training.”
Apollo answered. “The world was too taken
With having a good time. They had
Their various religions…Anything that
Withheld pleasure and affected guilt
They shunned.”

“Of course.” Vala laughed. “Why bother
To learn when it’s so easy to have fun.
Quick answers…so the partying can

But Apollo was distracted by Ceres as
She furiously attended all of her
Scans and diagnostics of the animal
Life of the planet. She was quite
Aggravated. He carefully paused to
Turn to her. “How are you doing?” He
Asked her kindly.

She refused to acknowledge or even
Look at him.

“Ceres?” He asked again quietly as the
Attention of the bridge fell upon her.

A long fragile silence, then she lifted
Her head and turned to her sister. “Is
There an idiot talking to me? Because I
Swear I sense the most irritating
Sound of STUPIDITY!”

Vala smiled and silently laughed as
Apollo sat back and rolled his eyes
And sighed. “Are you going to continue
Punishing me for this?” He asked.
“As I have said, I did not invent
The scheme of this ark…it was
Done beyond my intent. I was merely
Following the timeline!”

Ceres dropped her jaw, tossed her golden
Hair over her shoulder and held up
Her hands. “There it is again! The
Sounds of an IDIOT! That voice!
The sound of incarnate mindless reason…
Do you hear it? It is killing my ears!”

“Ceres please.” Apollo begged.

“The deaf are truly gifted.” Ceres said
To her sister as Vala laughed quite
Entertained. “The muted…are blessed
By God for more fortunate communication.”

“Ceres!” Apollo winced and grabbed his
Face with regret.

She leapt to her feet and spun, meeting
Everyone in the room dramatically. “Oh
May the Heavens forgive me! It is the
Voice of the Lord God Apollo speaking!
How dare I insult his magnificence!”
She slowly turned to glare at him,
Her ice blue eyes burning with
The coldest fire. “Dear Sir, Dear Lord
Thy God of magnificent eternal wisdom…
Pray, forgive me for I am but the
Lowest…The truly lowest Brilliant Idiot!”

He stood to face her. “How many times
Must I say it?”

Ceres shook her head, then quickly
Cupped her hands close to her breast.
“Forgive me Thy Eternal Glorious
Shining one of Heaven…My reason is
But too weak to fathom the greatness
Of the words you utter…you speak…I
Pray that one day the Fates grant me
The forgiven path to forge steadfast
Thought and reason…” She feigned false
Tears to cry before continuing. “I am
In the presence of Grandeur, of
His mightiness…His deeds and words
Are spoken so divine to my ears…”
Then her eyes rolled with rage as
She clenched her teeth to growl,
“Or…but are they the words
Of The Most Fantastic Idiot that
Found two legs to hold the skull upwards
Of the King of the greatest moron
Beyond words?”

Apollo rolled his eyes and sighed. Should he
Speak? Dare the chance? There was nothing
Else to do. “What would you have me do?
Take us further back? Rewrite the
Timeline completely?”

“There are no choices now.” Ceres simply
Said with anger. “We are here…We are
Bound to fulfill these actions…Questions
Are pointless.”

“Should I crawl and await to be beaten
Then?” He said to her, as everyone watched
Their exchange; they were quite
Entertained by them!

Ceres took a step closer to him to
Fiercely stare him down. “Do you have
Any idea what will happen now?”

“The Bears will survive.” Apollo weakly
Said to her as kindly as he could. “The
Animals will at least survive this.”

Ceres pinched her eyes shut tight, “Some
Yes…” Then her expression fell to her
Horror and pain as her eyes could only
Look up and away from him. “There is not
Enough time to gather them all. At least
50 percent of the species will be lost.
I cannot even take samples…Zinn
Surely won’t…During an extinction event
There isn’t enough time to take them all.
The animals are spread out across the
Planet…Noah is building the ark
On ONE continent, ONE…Therefore I
Can only assemble those that can
Be gathered there…A majority
Of the species will be lost…FOREVER…
If I am fortunate, if I am lucky
I will be able to gather half…That
Is the best I can do.”

“But they…will survive.” Apollo told
Her, attempting to encourage her.

“How do I pick and choose?” She cried.
“How? They do not deserve this. Can’t
You see that?”

“I am sorry.” Apollo pleaded. “There is
Nothing more I can say, there is
Nothing more I can do.”

She turned to stare at the panel, at her
Scans. “There is nothing anyone can do…”

BR’Riel tried to appease a softer mood…
“How is this Noah progressing? Show me
This mate of his. It appears he had no
Children? I believe you told him, Apollo,
To save his family?”

“Yes,” Apollo said, “That is correct. The
World was too corrupt in his eyes…he
Chose to have no children…But his wife
Was some sort of…youth counselor at
One of their educational Academies…
She grew attached to six children
That had been abandoned by their parents…
She was overtaken by their suffering and
Eventually persuaded Noah to adopt them…
And took them on the ark with them.”

“Ah, I see.” BR’Riel said with a nod. “An
Interesting circumstance…and fortunate…”

Ceres groaned as she returned to her station
To select the animals. “Let me continue,
There is much to do. The best selections I
Can make are based upon the species
I knew when I arrived…” She shook
Her head in grief as she sat down. “The
Loss of all of these species…is just…
Absolutely terrible.”

Vala watched her sister with such
Sympathy as she observed everything with
The best impartial view she could… “I must
Interrupt, I apologize…” She said. “But there
Is still a critical issue to address…We
Cannot stay here forever…Apollo has said
This man built this ark…” She nodded
Towards the view screen as it displayed
The man’s slow progress. “Time is pressing,
Events shall unfold…How is he to build
This grand ark so quickly alone?”

Apollo thought fast… “The Temple of the
Ancient Masters…I can think of
No others that could accomplish this
With the needed speed and skill.”

“We have no time to spare to debate,”
BR’Riel seemed to growl. The specifics, the
Complications just seemed to grow more
And more. “We were sent to intervene
Upon the Bears and now it has mounted
To this vast undertaking of saving a
World by limited means!” He turned
To one of his nearest men. “Go to this
Temple of these…Masters…and do what
You must to inspire their aid in this
Ark’s construction. Speak as little as
You have to!” He growled firmly. “Just get
It done simply and fast! Go!”

At once the Golden Lion Man beside
Him departed…vanishing by their advanced
Mental training and psychic powers…
He would visit the leader of the 13
Ancient Masters, Astopheles…A towering
Golden Lion Man in white robes…
Visiting a collection of the most
Advanced minds on the planet? He did
Not have to do or say much at all.

“Now,” BR’Riel said, “Show me this wife
Of Noah…I would like to see these…
Children of men that captured her

“But—“ Apollo tried to reason…

“Show me!” BR’Riel only said…
No one argued with BR’Riel…The
View screen immediately displayed
Sara as she sat in a classroom
With the six children.

It appeared to be some sort of therapy
Session she was engaged with…3 boys
On one side of her, 3 girls on the other…
Their ages ranged from 12 to 15 years
Old…sitting in seats in a circle.

“Today has everyone completed their
Assignments?” Sara asked them as
They all appeared to be only just
Settling into their exclusive meeting.

“Why do we always have to write about
Our feelings?” Japeth, a 14 year old boy asked,
With very dark skin that appeared to
Be recovering from some brutal beating;
The other boys, all of his classmates,
Endlessly tormented him because
Of his appearance.

“Because writing it down helps.” Sara
Told them.

“It’s not making my life any better.”
Ham, the youngest said,
He was 12 and very stocky in build.

“You have to trust me,” Sara said kindly.
“It will help you…”

“Is it true?” Shem asked, the
Little boy with the almond
Shaped eyes, “Is it true what
We heard. That your
Husband is building some gigantic
Boat to fill with all sorts of animals
To save the world from some
Terrible end?”

Sara politely tried to discuss the topic, “He
Is working on a project, yes.”

“So he really is building some kind of
Giant boat?” Kara asked, a pretty 14 year old
Blond girl who was just starting to show
The signs of pregnancy. “Why?”

“Does he really think the world will end?”
Japeth asked. “Why? My parents said
Our people had made contact with
Visitors from the stars? This is a time of hope?”

“The rulers can’t agree on anything.” Shem
Laughed. “They probably made it up to
Win the elections…”

“We are getting off topic here.” Sara smiled.
“This is about you…not world affairs.”

“I want my baby to meet the Star People.”
Kinthia said with a silly grin, as she rubbed
Her very pregnant belly.

“How can you sit there smiling like that?” Kara
Snapped at her as she sat to her left. “There
You are 15 years old…your parents threw
You out for getting pregnant by sleeping
With your Temple’s high priest!”

Kinthia could only blindly smile with pride.
“He chose me because I am special.” She
Said stroking her belly with her long brown
Hair. “His seed is a gift…Look at me, I
Think I may be having twins I am so big!”

Kara curled her lip in disgust. “You are
Stupid. He didn’t choose you because you’re
Special. He chose you because he is an
Over-sexed old pervert, he chases all the
Girls our age…He talks about virtue and
One-ness with God…so he can have sex
With you. Then you get pregnant and your
Pious parents throw you out! You are stupid!”
Kara started getting angry as she typically
Did. “Look at me, I did not have a choice…
My father gave me to the local merchant
Overseer…for the materials he needed to
Fix his boat! All our parents are selfish
And stupid! All they care about are themselves…”
She pointed to the young 12 year old
Amber haired girl beside her. “Look at Lora,
Have you been listening to what those group
Of boys from the military academy did to her?
She was assaulted, Kinthia! And what
Do her overzealous parents do? Out of
Shame they throw her out and call her
A whore!”

“My parents would have loved that.” Shem
Said. “With all the orgies at our Temple
They revere the youngest for sex.”

“Our religion teaches us that we have to wait
For a holy union.” Ham said quietly.

“Holy Union?” Kara laughed. “Your Temple?
They speak in tongues! For marriage,
They wait until you are at least 18 and
Your name is called…Then they randomly
Pick tiles from a giant urn…and that’s
Your holy union? They are on drugs, Ham!”

“We always take potions and herbs
At our Temple.” Japeth said.
“That’s how we see the spirits and follow
Our guides, that’s how we know what to

“They are drugged out of their minds!”
Kara protested. “All of our parents
Are delusional with these weird beliefs!
And we pay for it! Can you imagine
If we were in Lemuria with all those
Snake cults and sacrifices there?
No wonder we have so many Lemurian
Immigrants! The people there are disturbed!”

“The high priest gave me a gift.” Kinthia
Said, rubbing her belly. “My baby is special.”

“You’re stupid, Kinthia!” Kara only said.

“Children please.” Sara said… “You need to
Understand…self respect, self worth…”

“What is there to believe in?” Ham said
Quietly. “We are outcasts…Our parents only
Want perfect children. The other children
Will only play with us if we all believe
The same thing.”

“That’s because we have no rights as
Children.” Kara said. “We are possessions,
Not people, not until we are older…”

“Why did I have to be born this way?” Shem
Cried. “They keep telling me everywhere
I go I look…abnormal…That the gods
Punished my parents with me…Why do
People say that?”

“Because they are all stupid!” Kara said.
“The whole world is stupid. They, our
Parents, pretend to have the answers,
And they don’t! All they do is repeat
The same stories their parents told them.
No one questions anything because it’s
Too hard for them to think.”

“I just want to be normal.” Japeth
Said looking down. “I want to be like everyone

“Children please,” Sara begged. “You need to
Listen to me, you are all worth more than
This. There is nothing wrong with being
Different…People just don’t understand.”

“They make up anything they want for
A religion as long as it makes them
Feel good or guilty.” Kara snapped. “No one
Thinks at all.”

Sara held her head…It was frustrating
Trying to get them to listen…Each were
From such different families, such different
Religions…She was fortunate to have
Gathered these few to talk…Most of
The abused children ran away and fell
Victim to worse circumstances…She turned
To Lora, the last of the little group who
Had not spoken… “Lora, did you have
Anything to say?”

The little girl looked wide-eyes, scared and
Far away…numb and sad. “I just want
To be some place safe. I do not want to
Be here. I do not want to be anywhere.”

On the Watcher’s ship, BR’Riel commanded
The view screen forward…He had seen
Enough of the scene…To see children
So young speak that way disturbed him…
Perhaps because for all the long years of
His life, he had so rarely seen children…
Then to see them talk of such problems
Was appalling, as it should be to
Anyone of higher morals…For it to seem
Common to anyone was horrifying.

All of those on the bridge watched as
The view screen displayed Sara and
Noah sitting on their bed that
Night preparing for sleep.

She was frustrated. Noah was exhausted
From the heavy labors he suffered from
Laying out timbers all day following
The schematics he had drawn out
For the ark…The more he worked the
Harder it seemed, building this ark
Was an impossible task!

“I noticed more animals in the yard today.”
Sara yawned. “Where are you finding
The time to gather these animals? I
Have not seen so many since I was
A little girl…The wild goats, the deer…”

Noah hesitated to answer. “Heaven is
Sending them.”

“What?” Sara asked.

“God is sending them to me,” Noah
Yawned as he put on his nightshirt and
Climbed into bed.

Sara laughed. “God is sending YOU these
Animals to save on this boat?”

“Yes.” He yawned quietly.

“Then God has forgotten a few…” She
Laughed, climbing into bed beside him. “All
Of the animals gathering themselves in
The yard are females, my husband. God
Only wants you to save the females? This
Great plan to save the animals…only
The females? I’m not arguing the pleasant
Idea…but…how will they survive if they
Cannot reproduce? They cannot reproduce
Without males and females…”

“They can if they are all pregnant.”
He said softly, closing his eyes.

She sat up with surprise. “What?”

“They’re pregnant.” Noah said. “They carry
The seeds of new life inside them.”

She scowled, gestured in frustration. “How?
How are you supposed to build this
Enormous boat for these animals…And
Now you tell me God is sending you
Pregnant mothers to save? You are supposed
To do this so fast? That is absurd.”

“It will happen.” He said, ignoring her words.

“This calamity is coming that fast?”
Sara asked. “For you to do this?”


Frustration filled her mind, and yet
Some intuitive sense of fear did as well.
What if it were true? Just what if?
Something deep and strong filled her
Heart…and though she could not
Explain why, she began to believe him…
She thought of the children that she
Counseled, of the young girls…They
Were pregnant too…something strange
Was going on. “Noah?”


“Do you expect me to go with you on
This boat?” Sara asked.

“Of course.”

“Then I want to bring the children
With me.” She said with sudden conviction.

“What?!” He sat up, then stared at her.

“I want to bring the children.”

“This ark is for the animals, for us.”
He said. “I was told nothing about
Anything else.”

She looked at him intensely. “They did
Not ask for this life, they did not ask
To be born…No one does…Nor did they
Deserve to be cast out. You want to save
The animals, I want to save the children.”

“I cannot go against God’s orders!”

“And what orders were they?” Sara

“To save the animals,” Noah gestured,
“The pregnant mothers, me, my family,
That is all.”

“The young girls I counsel,” Sara stared
At him with strange horror, “They
Are pregnant…”


“You heard me.” Sara was growing

“I cannot—“

“What?” Sara snapped, then yelled.
“Because you are afraid of being a father?
Of repeating the abuse that you
Suffered by your family? Now let me
Tell you something, Noah…If this ark
Is to be a vessel to save life then you
Will allow me to take these children
With us…We will teach them better
Ways…or I am not going with you!”

“Sara!” He protested.

“You will put them on that boat, Noah!”
Sara shouted. “Or I am not going at all!”

The compromise was made then…
Sara would take the children, and
Noah the animals…He fought her
Some, but could not deny her
Passion to protect as well…Still, he
Had the monumental undertaking
To build this great ark…

By dawn’s early light…Noah would
Find his answer fulfilled. Astopheles,
The infamous Elder of the Temple
Of the Ancient Masters came to
Visit Noah…with the sudden and
Miraculous offer to assist in the
Construction of the Ark…Refined,
Built and designed by the greatest
Skilled Ancient Masters and all the
Talent and supplies they had…
Very rapidly a powerfully and perfectly
Constructed ark was built
…Almost as if a Higher Power
Had given him the hands to do it.

On the Watcher’s ship they watched on their view
Screen, as if it were but some brief movie
Or documentary on television like we know…They
Watched on the bridge…as Astopheles and
His students of the Temple built the Ark
With Noah nearby assembling the numbers of
Animals that kept coming and coming…

Noah had asked the Ancient Master why
He had suddenly appeared to offer this assistance,
But he gave only a simple answer… “I was asked
To help.” That’s all he would ever say. Was it
A miracle? Everything just seemed to be happening
On its own…guided, gracefully with great
Humility. And Astopheles did not ask about
The ark…or about finding a place to board it
For his safety or the temple…He seemed to have
His own concerns to worry about…
In fact he was secretly making preparations
For 13 secret crystal skulls to be put in
Order for the days to come…but that’s another

On the bridge they watched as Noah
Gradually loaded the large rectangular ark with
The animals…They just kept coming…
Some in pairs, occasionally a trio…of
Various kinds of wild sheep, elk, deer and
Buffalo…the first wild horses and giraffes…
The gentle herbivores came first very quietly,
Most came softly in the twilight and night
Time hours, as they were so afraid of men
And those that hunted them for pleasure, sport
Or food, or for their skins or hooves or horns…
All the wild animals had been decimated
This way as people sought them out for
Their body parts to use for potions or adornments…
What were animals good for anyway? Few
Understood this.

Then came the greater beasts, the rhinos and
Hippos and wild boars…until they were

Then again by night, and the softer daylight hours
The greater predators came…The saber tooth cats,
Like lions and tigers and some with spots…
Then smaller hunters such as the dire
Wolves, the foxes, badgers, the smaller cats
And raccoons and weasels…and then of
Course the Bears…But at that time there
Was but one species of bear on Earth…it was
Large and somewhat short faced with a golden thick
Brown coat and massive paws, they were quite

All were mothers of course…pregnant with the rarest
Of large litters…Frightened and scared, mysteriously
Guided to this foreign human metropolis secretly
To hide in this big box-like boat…guided by
A song only the animals could hear…soft
And sweet and loving. A voice that re-assured
Them they needed to go, that they would
Not be harmed, but saved…and taken to a
Better place where they could be free, and have
Their babies free…

And almost comically all the while the tiniest
Of animals came…The mice and the rats, the
Chipmunks, hamsters, rabbits and squirrels…
Scurrying into the ark to hide in the cracks
And crevices…Busily building nests and stashes
And hordes of seeds and nuts from ALL the
Trees and shrubs and berry bushes and
Fruit trees…to serve as their food supply…
And quite conveniently as a seed supply
For all the green things…so that one day
When the ark was done with its purpose
All those stores of seeds and nuts could
Also be spread across a barren land to
Start things fresh with things to grow. How
Funny that it was the tiniest of
Animals that unknowingly found this great
Purpose…Almost as if everything on that
Ark was a well rounded supply for the
New world. Good planning I guess.

But on the Watcher’s bridge something
Was wrong…Ceres watched the view screen
Nervously, her eyes noting every animal that
She had called and sung to…

Vala saw her frustration. “What’s wrong?”

Ceres grew more frustrated. “The elephants,”
She said, “The Mastodons, where are they?”
She rushed to the panel to scan for them,
Then found them still in their herds to
The North. “They aren’t coming, why aren’t
They coming?”

“How much time do you have left to
Gather them?” BR’Riel asked her.

“I don’t know.” Ceres moaned with worry.
“I have to fix this, I have to get them,
I have to see why they aren’t coming.”
Without hesitation she found her projection
Crystals, and with the Lion Man guard under
The guarded projection light she went to
The Northern forests and plains where the
First wild elephants roamed, giant and woolly
In small family bands.

She went to the first herd she had marked
That held the female carrying twins. The
Gentle giants swayed nervously but accepted
Ceres’s presence unlike any other. She sent her
Mind to the great mother she had marked to
Speak to her…then she understood, she knew.
They didn’t want to leave their herds! These
Elephants, although massive and beastly looking
Were no common animal. They were sensitive,
Smart and loyal…and unconditionally loyal
To their kind. She tried to sway the Mother’s
Thoughts, but the great elephant would not move.

Ceres was so moved! How sweet their minds were
Behind those ferocious rumbles and trumpeting
Calls they made. They were so devoted, they
Would not move from their herds!

She went to the Mother, who allowed her to
Come so close…and looked into her great wise and
Kind eyes. “Oh please you must listen to me,”
She told the elephant, “Something very bad is
Coming…I know how much you love your family
But you have to come. I just want to protect
You and your babies. You’re going to have two little
Elephants, don’t you want them to be safe?”

But the Mother elephant only let out nervous
Rumbles and cries…Ceres sensed it, she didn’t
Want to leave the others behind.

Oh Ceres began to cry! The emotions that
Poured from the Mother elephant…The nervous
Cries from the others! They all knew something
Terrible was coming, they all knew and sensed it!
The feelings were overwhelming…The anxiety, the
Pain…the feeling of being left behind and loved.

Ceres begged her, “Please come, please.” She
Said, stroking her trunk. And with every
Bit of strength within her she began to sing
Silently to the elephants…She promised, she
Swore to protect the Mother elephant and
Her babies…that they would be safe, and loved,
That no one would hunt them…They would go to
A new place. Oh how she wished she could take
Them all, but they only had enough space for
A few. It destroyed her inside. To pick and
Choose which ones to save, to talk to! They were
All scared and hurting and worthy of saving…
But she had no choice. “Please come, please?”
Ceres cried, tears streaming down her face. “For
Your babies to give them a chance? Please come…”

But the elephants would not move. Desperate,
She visited the other herds nearby, only
To find the same reaction. The elephants
Would not leave their herds, the mothers
Wouldn’t move!

She panicked, she didn’t know what to do.
Ceres prayed, she cried, she reached out
With her mind and sang the most desperate
Song pleading for them to listen, to understand.
“Please come, I’m not trying to pick and
Choose whose best, I just want you to live,
I want your babies to live! Please come!”

But the elephants wouldn’t move. She had
No choice but to return to the ship, to the
Bridge, devastated and in tears…She had failed,
It may have seemed like she had lost the
Elephants, but to her she had lost
Everything…They were so sensitive and devoted!
She had never seen such loyalty in an
Animal…Oh how people could learn from these
Animals! That love should be unconditional
Was absolute…Yet she was NOT trying
To pick and choose with conditions, it was
Beyond that…There was a higher purpose
Here, If only they could understand.

As she stood on the bridge, Vala at her
Side to console her…Even Apollo expressed
Great sympathy…As did the great BR’Riel
And the Lion Men…but then the Lion Men
Knew the nature of animals, this did not
Surprise them.

Then it happened…A miracle…As if by
Some light beyond reach, something touched
The elephants…Then Apollo pointed to the
View screen. “Look!”

The elephants…The elephants were coming!
Four mothers suddenly left their herds and
Suddenly began making the trek to the ark.
Those great elephant Matriarchs, some things never change.

Ceres cried and touched her lips. Oh God she
Wanted to kiss them. “Thank you!” She
Cried out as she wept, “Thank you!” She
Stepped forward and sang to them…to
Encourage and guide them…She turned
To BR’Riel crying. “They’re coming! The
Elephants are coming!”

Then the Lion Men were grinning and
Even the great BR’Riel grinned and cried.

Vala held her sister, “You see…I knew
You could do it.”

Apollo turned to her, even his eyes were wet.
“You can shout at me all you want…
You are amazing…This is something that
Will not be forgotten.”

But all Ceres could say and cry was,
“They’re coming. The elephants are coming.”

They watched for hours as the elephants
Came and then arrived at the ark…Just as
Sara was bringing the children with their
Bundles and supplies to the ark as well…
It was a sight to see.

The timing of events was of little distraction
Compared to what miracles were filling
The ark then. It had truly come to fruition,
The gathering of the animals of different
Kinds, pregnant no less…And then the
Nervous wayward coming of Sara with
The children who came more out of
Curiosity then anything…

Then once the assembly was complete…as
Darkness plagued the land with wind and
Rain and snow…It began.

The countries of the world broke into
Chaos from fear of the signs in the
Skies and the land. The desperate,
Panicked cries of fanatics and false
Faith healers…The martial law of
Governments committing crimes on their
Own people…Explosions, pure chaos…
And rain, darkness…sleet and snow…

Then the dark shadow fell…of the
Unseen force coming…Descending upon the
Earth…All hell broke loose…

Cities warred upon cities, civil wars,
Looting…riots…complete chaos…
And the invasion came amid this
For the Harvest…To reap those abroad,
Anyone in view…

They watched in horror on the Bridge
As this awful Descent fell upon the
Earth…Then the Ships came…
The Great Triangle Ships…The Darkness
Fell everywhere.

Apollo went to his panel to view the readings,
His eyes bulged with great alarm.
“They’re targeting the Ark!”

Ceres boiled with rage… “Like Hell They Are!”

….my artwork: Royal Elephant