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



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 12NOV2016

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (12 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.

Valiant: Knock knock…The Watchers…The Story of Noah…

*SONG* “Original Sin” by Taylor Dayne

Outside of time and space
Refugees from war torn decimated worlds
Found sanctuary in a secret place…
Where they forged a civilization beyond conception
A society, a federation that pledged
To Watch over, and learn from other worlds
In order to one day save the universe
From an Ancient Evil, a Dark Empire
That threatens to control and destroy
All life.

These unified lost refugees in their
Newly formed secret society became known
As the Watchers…
And they have been Watching US, and all worlds
For a very long time.

You are absolutely free to believe whatever
You choose…I share these stories
Because I was asked to…

Months ago I related a story, a gift
To me…magical, that I passed on to you
Of a Watcher named Ceres, of an ancient
Royal human bloodline…It was the story of
How she came to Earth to serve her duty
To Watch the animals of Earth. Of her own
Heart and mind she saved two bear
Cubs from death, and in the process altered
Theirs and the order of nature by
Fortifying the spirit of unconditional
Protection and love to the weaker Mother
Bear transforming her into a legendary
Ferocious mother. This is the further
Expanded story of…Ceres and the Bears…

She, Ceres, had infused the love for
Her baby bears into their Maternal instinct…
Unknowingly creating an unstoppable Blind
Rage into Nature. Elders and Ascended
Masters of Tellus, the Watchers hidden
Homeworld…were forced to hold a tribunal,
To punish Ceres for breaking their
Most sacred universal law of non-intervention.
But the hearings at the Capital were
Plagued by heated debate…
The damage would have to be undone.
The only way to do this was to send back
An elite assembly to a time when
The bears were still new, as a means to
Reset their original nature.
So the Watchers of Earth were sent
Back to an earlier time, with these
Ascended Masters…

To the days before a great cataclysm
That reshaped the Earth, before an Ice Age,
Before a flood, before a pole shift that
Eradicated all surface life and traces
Of human existence…
They returned to a time just prior to this
Devastating apocalypse…
To a time where cities of Gold and Diamonds
Filled the lands…where Emerald Cities
Rose green and glistening to the sky…
It was not an age of sticks and stones,
Nor rags and tattered frayed garments
Where people roamed like animals
Grunting for food and struggling to
Spark a fire…
But it was in fact an age of glory…
Of Kings and Queens and finer things,
Much grander than we know now.
These were the days of Atlantis…
Of Attan, Arcadia…and Lemuria…
An age of Super Science…
A superior age built by the First Fathers
And Mothers that escaped a Dark Empire’s
Slavery…The first Adam’s and Eve’s Empires
Of Earth.

It was an age of luxury and technology
Beyond compare…but it was also a time of
Wild reckless indulgence, of gluttony and
Greed. Everyone lived like royals…
Morals were of sparse understanding.
The lands were full of many religions,
Many cults and scientific practices as the
People struggled to understand who they were,
Where they came from.

They called to the stars for answers,
And the stars answered the people’s
Cries…by Dark Messengers…of an
Empire they had, unknown to them,
Escaped thousands of years earlier…

The Dark Kind answered…The Dark Ones
Answered…and with them secret Alien
Visitors who entreated and tempted the
Leaders in order to consume this Lost World.

So here this story begins…with a Watchers’
Ship…led by the Great Leader of the Paladium,
And last of the Lion Men, BR’Riel…
A host of his disciples…The accused, Ceres
And Apollo of Earth…And Vala, Ceres’s sister
And Master of the Mind Sciences Academy…

In order to travel secretly in time, to
Avoid any and all detection by the Watchers
Of present…as well as any Alien Dark Kind
Of the Empire they must reside at a
Higher dimensional level to stay
Completely hidden…

BR’Riel, the Great Black Lion Man sat
In the captain’s chair observing the view
Screen…A dozen of his Lion Men apprentices
Surrounding him…all robed in white, they
Almost appeared to be like a court of
Heavenly beings, like angels with lion’s
Faces, noble, good and grand with fantastic

Apollo sat at the panels piloting the ship
Guiding them from the knowledge he knew
Of his station on Earth from ages before…
He knew of men, of the people’s ways…
Though nothing of the animals as that was
His associate Zinn’s job…yet still he could
Guide them.

Ceres stood center of the bridge, robed in
White, her apprentice’s garments, as her
Uniform had been withheld for trial…Her sister
Vala there for support…yet also as a chief
Specialist of Mental Sciences unlike any other;
Few could compare to Vala with powers of
The mind, both from her teachings and
Exceptional talents. The two golden blond
Sisters were legendary in their beauty
And skills…The scene was extraordinary, if
Not surreal.

Apollo positioned the ship at a safe
Anchored spot…Then took a deep breath as
He awaited orders from the Great Lion Man

BR’Riel watched the view screen…The ancient
Image of Earth looked innocent enough from
So far away…The vast blue oceans and green
And brown land continents…The swirls of
Cloud formations…It appeared to look the
Same as countless other inhabited worlds;
Believe it or not many worlds in our universe
Look the same at a distance.
“To what age have you brought us?” BR’Riel
Asked Apollo. “Where are we?”

Apollo took note of the readings on the panel
And continents below them on the view
Screen. “It is the autumnal season…The
Atlantean continent lay below…
These are the last days of Atlantis…before
The cataclysm…”

The Lion Men grumbled and talked amongst
Themselves by their language then telepathically
Consulted with BR’Riel. Something was wrong,
They had not been informed of what their
Senses told them…There were temples on
The Earth below, Lion Men temples!
BR’Riel growled… “My people were on
This planet? My men say they sense the
Echoes of Lion Men on Earth!”

“The Adam ship that in part colonized
The Earth held the last slave labor lot of
Lion Men.” Apollo quietly answered, looking
Down to his lap; he wore the blue uniform of
A cadet as punishment. “Just over one hundred
Survived…but there were no females of that
Kind…The last of them died ages ago.”

Although he wanted to explore this further he was
Bound by the Watchers Law to follow protocol
And strictly assess just the animals,
Specifically…the Bears. He then
Ordered Ceres to take a position at
The paneled seats, to quickly summarize
The animal life of the current Earth.

Ceres humbly sat at the familiar-like station
And began processing readings of animal
Life on Earth…Her mind moved quickly,
The computer was a mere processor. But
As she took in the data, she became
Distressed and confused then turned to
Apollo. “Zinn held this position before me,

“Yes.” Apollo simply answered.

“The animals…” Ceres said with confusion
As she studied the data. “This is the state
Of the planet BEFORE the cataclysm?”

“Yes.” Apollo nodded strangely.

“Life should be abundant.” Ceres said
With irritation. “I see the long extinct
Traces of reptilian leviathans…The rise
Of classic mammalian species as on
Most worlds…but there are so few of them!
The planet is FULL of people…Where
Are all the animals?”

Apollo studied his data yet recalled
His own memory of the past and present
He knew… “Before the cataclysm…
And Dark Kind’s invasion…The people
Used many species…for food, for ritual
Sacrifice…for experiments…for farming. I
Do not know the full details of the fate
Of the animals then, or now, that was not
My position…That was Zinn’s job.”

Ceres became more angry. “Over 80 percent
Of these species are on the verge of
Extinction! The people used the animals
That much?”

“Apparently so.” Apollo said. “Perhaps that
Is why Zinn was so bored…He frequently
Commented there was little to watch.”

Ceres breathed harder as her eyes
Devoured and explored the readings. What
She saw was horrifying. “The oceans have
Been drained of life…The land animals…
Their populations are sparse…There are
So few left, with the exception of these
Insane numbers of abominable genetic
Creations on farms…FOR FOOD? Where are
The wild ecosystems? The herd animals?
They are so remote it is ridiculous!
Although I see the human population is

“I do not know how to answer you.”
Apollo said. “As I have told you I did
Not study the animals…only the people…
And how they used them.”

“I see the Bears are on the verge of extinction
Here as well!” Ceres snapped. “How is that
Possible BEFORE a cataclysm?”

Apollo thought carefully retracing his
Memories of events…He had so been
Disheartened by it all…By the people’s
Behavior then…They were corrupt, lazy
And greedy…over indulged in everything…
The various religious cults were insanely
Worshipping every fantasy notion they
Dreamed up under drug induced vision
Quests…They saw Gods and Monsters in
Everything, and equally regaled themselves
As gurus in spirituality and divination…
There was an abundance of seers which
Saw into space…or rather, dreamed up
Stories of what lay in the reaches of the
Stars…There was a fine line between fantasy
And reality then. The only commonality
In the world then was in their shallowness
And materialism…A strangely familiar

“Well?” Ceres demanded to know.

Apollo tilted his head in wonder, then dove
Into studying data at his panel as he searched
For the memory. “I do recall
Something…There was a man, before
The cataclysm…He did catch my eye.
I remember…He was touched by a light,
Or so they said he heard a voice, and
Was visited by a mysterious messenger…
And he built this great…boat…that
Somehow, rather miraculously, survived
The cataclysm.”

“A man built a boat?” Ceres laughed,
Shaking her head. “Are you joking? How
Could that possibly affect anything?”

“Well he built this great boat,” Apollo said,
“And as I recall he filled it with all sorts
Of animals…That’s how they survived the
Cataclysm and repopulated the Earth.”

“That’s ridiculous.” Ceres said. “How is that

“I believe his name was Noah.” Apollo said
AS he searched the data for him. Then he
Became disturbed. “Something is wrong.”

“What is it?” Ceres asked.

Apollo scowled in confusion. “These are the
Last days of the great cities, of Atlantis,
Attan and Lemuria…The elections will end
Soon…The Darkness comes…I see Noah…
But he has not built the boat!”

“What?” Ceres asked.

“You don’t understand.” Apollo explained.
“That boat was essential…There was something
Magical about it! It survived a torrent of
Awful things…Without that…ARK…There is
No future…all other life is destroyed. Noah
Needs to build that boat, and he hasn’t yet…
Something is very wrong.”

Ceres studied the view screen, the image of Earth,
Then turned to the Great Lion Man BR’Riel, her teacher,
As he sat in the captain’s seat. “This is ridiculous.
It makes no sense…There are hardly any animals…
And now he insists a great boat saved life
On Earth by carrying it through some awful

BR’Riel studied the Earth carefully, as did his
Lion Men disciples… “This was a neutral zone
In space…yet…I sense a Draconian presence.”

Apollo turned to him… “There was a great snake
Cult at this time…The people, with their sciences
And cults bred these enormous snakes for worship
And sacrificed to them…In particular, the Eves…
Or rather, a secret order of female seers…
It was influenced by the Dark Kind that were
Lured to the planet by their blood sacrifices.”

“That’s insane and barbaric!” Ceres exclaimed…
“What woman would worship a giant snake?
They consume their food ALIVE…”

“There were so many religious sects they
Worshipped nearly every idea.” Apollo said.

BR’Riel thought carefully. “This Noah, you
Said that he was touched by a light?”

Apollo nodded. “Yes, it was the First act
Of divine intervention I witnessed…There was
A blinding light upon him…Then soon
After he began building this enormous
Ark to hold a collection of animals. He
Was an agricultural scientist studying the
Diverse species…and their extinction. But
His specialty was with the birds. He kept many
As pets, in fact he trained them and flew
Them often…The people called him the Bird Man.”

BR’Riel was intrigued. “Show us this…Noah. Let
Us observe him.”

Apollo set the coordinates into the panel and at
Once the view screen displayed the home of
Noah…as he worked in his home…It was
A modest looking estate compared to the palaces
Around him. A stone home, similar to Ancient
Greek construction…It was fueled by natural
Solar power and something akin to windmills.
He had a home laboratory where he studied
In great detail the genetics of animals…all
Kinds, especially mammals and winged

They watched as this handsome middle-aged
Blond man in robes was cataloging and
Diagramming the state of current animal life.

“The planet is undergoing a highly unstable
Transition.” Apollo narrated. “Scientists of
The age were attempting to manipulate the
Weather and control tectonic plate movement
With sonic technology…unknowingly they were
Causing more harm than good…both to a very
Volatile region in this western ocean, some called
It the Ring of Fire…”

“Sonic devices destroy the crystal matrixes
Of a planet’s core.” BR’Riel responded. “They
Were unaware of this?”

“They became aware…too late.” Apollo said.
“Still they pushed ahead…and destroyed one
Third of the planet’s crystalline nerve network…
And then the upper levels of the atmosphere
Deteriorated…from pollution…and the
Sonic weapons…”

“So of course the planet’s rotation became
Unstable, then shifted.” BR’Riel responded
Unhappily as he watched the screen… “So then
The planet responded by moving, shifting its
Axis…They…with their self-proclaimed
Sensory awareness were oblivious to the fact
That the planet as a vessel for sustaining
Life…was in fact itself…alive?”

“Correct.” Apollo said.

“The idiocy of geniuses.” Ceres laughed. “So
Obsessed with their over indulgent brilliance
That they were blind and stupid.”

Apollo laughed. “Correct…As we have learned
From other worlds…The traditional mistakes
Of civilization…They make very intelligent mistakes…
Over thinking and not seeing the simplicity
Of answers.”

On the view screen, in Noah’s home…
There was an interruption as his wife
Came home.

“His mate?” BR’Riel inquired.

“She was a youth counselor at the local
Educational academy…” Apollo explained as
He observed readings and recalled the
Memory. “Their society was plagued with
Your predictable wanton, reckless youth…
The children ran wild, like little monsters,”
Apollo explained. “And the parents,” he laughed,
“Were of little use…Few even regarded the
Idea with concern at all…It was as if they
Made babies for pure entertainment…”

“Filthy and barbaric of course.” Ceres
Replied as she tossed the wave of her blond hair
Over her shoulders… “Still, we are here about
The animals!”

“Watch,” Apollo nodded and gestured towards
The screen.

Sara, Noah’s wife was not your typical
Woman of the day. She was strong
And independent, sometimes too bossy…
But absolutely devoted to her job and duties…

She entered her husband’s home
Laboratory, his obsessive
Behavior…He sometimes went days
Without eating. “So how is your work

“The animals are vanishing at an
Alarming rate.” Noah told her.
“We are supposed to be an advanced
Society…and what happens…The
Animals disappear first. This is appalling!”

“You should see the children I see every
Day.” She told him. “THAT is appalling…What
Is happening to the world? No one cares anymore…
About the animals…about their own children!”

Noah mumbled as he studied tissue and DNA
Samples at his desk. He was observing the last
Samples of the last baby rhinoceros which he
Kept in a stable nearby; a sub-species now

“Noah, did you hear me?” His wife asked.

“Yes, my love…The children.” He said.

“Are what?” She grabbed his arm for him to
Look at her. “Have you heard a word I said?
You haven’t come out of your lab in days
Since that night…the light came to you.”

“I have to do this.” He said. “It’s important.”

“And what is it you are doing exactly?” Sara
Demanded as she faced him sternly, her sweet
Face and long dark hair made her seem like
A stone judge. “Are you listening to me at all?
I am trying to tell you about my work…MY
Work…about the children…”

He sighed not knowing how to answer her.

“I don’t know what to do with you anymore.”
She said. “You won’t listen, the moment I
Even mention children—“

“You know how I feel about that.” He replied
Fast. “With the state of this world…The greed,
The chaos of society…The corruption of our
Governments…Our neighbors are consumed by
Shallow pleasures…They don’t even say hello
Anymore…Except to offer solicitations for more
Parties…The orgies…”

“Dallas, your best friend asked about you
Today.” His wife said fast. “I saw him and his
Wife on my way into the city. He said he hadn’t
Seen you in days…And then he tried to speak
With you and he said you ignored him.”

“The man is having sex with his children’s friends!”
Noah snapped bitterly. “A man of his age!
His children only just entered the academy!”

“Dallas?” Sara said in shocked horror. “How do
You know this?”

“It was the subject or our last conversation.”
Noah grumbled. “He was so proud about it…
How virile and young his stamina was…”

“With Elyssa?” Sara was in a state of horror.
“His daughter’s friends?”

Noah froze to face her coldly, numbly. “Adam’s

“His son?” Sara’s eyes bulged. “But…the boy is
Only sixteen!”

Noah watched her face carefully. Why was she
Surprised? There were no moral laws on such
Matters…Even marriage held little meaning to
Most anymore…People whined how difficult it was
To be with ONE person…the same person…
Commitment was so unnecessary…at least in
The eyes of the world they knew. “You ask
Me to be a father…in a world like this? Do
You truly trust your neighbors? Do you trust
The schools? The other children?” A silence
Passed unsteadily between them. “Tell me
Then…what shocking news you were going
To tell me about your work with the children?”

Sara hesitated but held firm to her beliefs.
“There are still some of us who want to raise
Good children for a better future.”

“Some.” He corrected. “Not most.”

“Something has to change.” Sara said. “And
Someone has to be the one to do it, to speak
Out for it.”

“A handful of like minded people are not
Going to change a world of selfish fools.” He said.
“Our days are numbered…The scientists all
See it coming.”

“Well some of us have to live today, Noah.” She
Defended. “As I was about to tell you…At work
I have been counseling this group of children…
It’s awful…6 of them…3 boys…3 young
Girls…I have never seen anything like it. Their
Parents abandoned them…”

“And this should surprise me?” Noah laughed.
“With all these bizarre religious sects today?”

Sara grimaced then continued. “There is a boy
Who was brutally beaten because his skin is
Too dark, another because his eyes are too
Small and slanted…and another because he
Is too large and overweight…And the girls!
Young girls! All thrown out by their parents
Because they were taken against their will
And are pregnant…One is only 12 years old!
Such pretty girls…Babies having babies.”

Noah looked down. “That is awful yes.”

“They have no home…They live at the hospice
Because there is no where else to put them.” She

He studied her… “Are you trying to suggest we
Take in these abandoned children?”

Sara merely met his eyes sold and strong…
Yet hopeful. She was indeed suggesting that.

“You cannot be serious!” He nearly shouted.
“We have no room. I am no father…I
Have no mind for such things…You know
How I was raised, I barely survived my
Own parents…And you expect me to father
These strays? What could I teach them?”

“You could teach them what not to be! What
They could or should be.” She defended. “Or
Simply just learn to love them…The way you
Do your animals.”

“You are a woman of faith in miracles!”
Noah laughed. “Will a star fall next out
Of the sky with the divine messengers to show me
How to save the world?” He laughed louder.
“Ah yes, Noah…you are a good man, here
Save the human race…save the animals…
Teach them things, show them things. Tell them
There is a greater power to believe in
Because the world they know is crumbling to
Pieces every day…Time to build a better one!
What should I build, Sara, what should I
Build to save the world? Tell me…Someone
Tell me…Because surely I have absolutely
No idea what to do, how to do it…when or
How…All that I know is that we are running
Out of time…There is a light in my head and
I have absolutely no idea why or what to
Do with it!” He slammed his fists down on the
Table then stormed out of the room…seeking
The quiet company of his pets, who loved
Him quietly without conditions…

Watching from the ship…the captain’s chair,
BR’Riel studied the screen carefully… “A light
In his head? What is he speaking of?”

Apollo thought carefully. “Earlier he was
Visited by a blinding light…I could not see it,
All that I know is that it appeared and
Apparently left something in his head.”

BR’Riel sat back carefully… “I have heard
Of this before…Among people there were stories,
Legends…of visitations by divine messengers…
That placed a light in the minds of select
Individuals before our world was plundered.
They never knew why…They were unable
To understand its meaning…only that it
Happened…Before the Conquerors came.”

Vala, who stood at the center of the room
Thought fast of her teachings. “I have
Read about such stories…Also, this happened
On other worlds that fell to the Empire
Before they were consumed…It was a
Mystery…They did not know what to do
With it…Yet still, it speaks of hope…of a
Higher power…”

BR’Riel studied Apollo…considered their
Objective and mission…of the Bears…Yet
This current development suggested a greater
Problem… “You said this Noah…built some sort
Of vessel?”

Time seemed to slip into a surreal stream,
The hours, minutes, moments to the dimension
Of Earth became like a filmstrip…And
Apollo’s mind began to turn…He recalled the
Day Ceres came to Earth, of her beauty and
Charm and glamour and wit…of her
Wonder and confidence…The way she
Acted without hesitation…out of love
For those little bears…The way she took
Them in and sang for them, defying the
Laws of the Watchers by her passion and
Faith in knowing what was right and wrong…

Apollo had been a wild rebellious boy, bruised
And scarred by the loss of this home, his
Family, his world…Tamed by the Academy
Of the Watchers…enlisted to serve a
Hellish role observing and recording a
Remote planet Earth…Why? By the Great
Star Elder?

He winced at himself, at his own actions on
How he had watched and done NOTHING…
While Ceres had only just arrived on Earth
And within moments saved two little bears,
Raised them with lullabies and loving
Care…then imparted them with her greatest
Gift…and defended them ferociously.
She was a Titan…Then by this he felt strong,
Then he knew what to do…

Without asking he turned back to
His panel, accessed the whereabouts of
Noah…as the man sat lonely, confused
And afraid in his stable with his pets…
Quietly struggling for answers to his own
Endless questions…

Then Apollo took the crystals of
Projection and reached out with his mind
And spoke to Noah…

“Noah…” He called out to him with a
Thundering voice that echoed through
Dimensions…yet one, only Noah could hear…
“Noah…Noah listen to me…”

Startled, in shock, in awe…Noah sat up to
The voice and listened…

“I’ve been watching you Noah. I know you…
I know your mind, your heart…your deeds…
I need you to do something, Noah…
No questions…No hesitation…
I want you to build an Ark, Noah…
A great Ark to carry the animals…
All the animals…And your family…
From a terrible cataclysm coming…
Now listen carefully and do as I say…
Build it four times ten cubits high
And forty more times cubits long…
Build it fast for a dark hour is coming…
A dark hour where the sun shall not shine
And the skies will weep for 40 days and
Nights with rain then snow…then it will
Grow very cold…You must act very quickly…
Do as I say Noah…do not hesitate,
Do you hear me?”

“Yes,” Noah said to the voice that spoke
From above… “Yes, I hear you. Who are you,
What are you?”

“Just do as I say, Noah. All that you need to
Know is…that I am, that I have Watched
And seen your deeds…and I know you are a
Good man. The world has grown corrupt, Noah…
And a dark hour of a great chastisement
Is coming…Darkness will fall upon the Earth,
Madness will come…The people will look for
Peace and search for answers and they will
Not find them…so in this I ask of you to
Save the animals who have harmed no man…
Save them so that they can fill the Earth anew…
Great waters will soon cover the Earth…
You must act quickly.”

Noah thought fast and heavily… “But, the
Animals how am I to gather them, yet
Alone…build this ark?”

Apollo thought fast from what he remembered
And knew of the cataclysm…The pole shift that
Brought the rains, the snow and moved the
Oceans to flood the land…But he had never
Studied the animals! Man was all he knew…
He remembered how the Adams and Eves
Paired off…of how on his Homeworld, farmers
Traded livestock in pairs at the markets…
“There is nothing you cannot accomplish,
When you put your mind and heart to it, Noah.
I have faith that you can do this…so do it.
Do not hesitate…Take the animals in
Pairs…one male and one female of each of their
Kind…and fill the ark with them…I will
Send them to you…Do not hesitate…
You must move quickly…the darkness is
Coming Noah…The rains are coming…
And the snow…Soon waters will cover
The Earth…Go now…You must move quickly.”

Noah immediately went to his workshop
To feverishly begin drawing up the plans as
The voice directed…And he did as he was
Told…he did not hesitate, for he was motivated
Unlike he had ever known…

On the Watchers’ ship’s bridge…There was a
Silence of mixed shock and rage…BR’Riel
Sat in the captain’s chair stunned silent…
He could not believe his ears, what Apollo had
Just said and done! They had come back
To save the Bears…and now this?

But Ceres was the first to speak, or rather
Scream and shout with new fury.
“What have you just done?”

“What choice did I have?” Apollo defended
Sharply. “I was here…he built the boat…he
Should have built it by now…I was merely
Following the orders of the timeline…”

They all watched Apollo with wide eyes and
Amazement…Their most sacred law of non-
Intervention had just been violated beyond words!

“If he does not build this ark,” Apollo
Defended… “There will be no future life on
This planet at all…No generations to come…
There will be NO BEARS AT ALL!”

BR’Riel had to admit, there was truth in
Apollo’s reasoning. Yet still, the manner of it…
The suggestive dialogue was…boundless. He
Could not argue this…for the Earth was full
In the future he saw…He could only sit and
Stare and say nothing…That’s one of the
Reasons Lion Men rarely spoke others
Languages…He just sat, stared, listened and
Watched…What would the Postulate say of this?
The Senate? He would be forced to say nothing
About it to anyone.

But Ceres saw other concerns to scream about.
“You impulsive reckless idiot!” She yelled as
She stood to face him as he did her. “How
Arrogantly stupid could you possibly be?!”

Apollo scowled angrily. “I did not defy the
Timeline! This is what happened! The man
Built an ark and filled it with animals…
That is how they survived and repopulated
The Earth for the next ten thousand years!”

“What fool could believe 1 male and 1 female
Could repopulate a species?” Ceres shouted. “Do
You have any idea of the disastrous effects
On their genetic integrity this would be? Such
A compromised gene base would utterly
Eradicate their DNA! The inbreeding would
Totally destroy species, the mutations would be
Incomprehensible! They would undergo such
A metamorphosis…it is unimaginable! Their
DNA will crumble to bits, trash…Their life spans
Would shorten so dramatically…They would
Hardly have lives at all! If any even survive
The catastrophic mutations!”

“It is not as though it would be any kinder
To humans, Ceres…” Apollo defended. “It
Was the beginning of the Dark Kind’s toying
With their DNA to begin with…Besides, I did
Not do this…I told you…The man built the
Ark…it was built by now…I am merely
Following the directive of the timeline!”

“By playing God?” She screamed.

“I did not decide this.” He repeated. “It
Happened this way…I cannot explain
Why it hasn’t happened already!”

“Perhaps…” BR’Riel calmly interrupted with
A thundering noble voice… “This is a
Greater scheme we were meant to assist…
We were all brought to this point in time
To play a part for some higher reason…”

BR’Riel’s words fell heavily upon them…
Silence then.

Still Ceres could not sway her anger. Apollo’s
Deductive reasoning was madness! If this
Was the course, no wonder the animals she
Knew in the future were so wild and strange!
Her mind frothed with rage and logic
Desperately seeking a solution. “There is
Absolutely NO WAY to appease the survival
Of these species this way…1 male and 1 female,
The idea is ludicrous! That such a man
Should find this scheme to impart on
Some innocent mind…it is REVOLTING! If
There was a way I would leave these
Idiot men off that ark completely!”
Then…it struck her…the brainstorm…no men?
How…the females she observed, the mothers
Raised their infants ALONE…The males merely
Impregnated them… “Save the Mothers!”

“What?!” Apollo spat.

“That’s the solution!” Ceres declared with
Eyes wide dancing with ideas. “It is
Mating season…The females will be heavy
With babies soon…I can search for the
Females with the greatest pregnancies…
The largest litters…That will give them more
Offspring quickly…more pairs, more diversity…
As many as possible! That’s it! Fill the
Ark with pregnant mothers…That’s the best

“If a cataclysm is coming soon…” BR’Riel
Reasoned… “It is the best option.”

“And what if the offspring are all females?”
Apollo laughed.

Ceres grimaces. “I will be able to tell what
They carry inside…I can sense the sexes
Of the babies…Besides those chances are slim.
I will select them…And I will send them
To Noah, to the Ark.”

BR’Riel nodded…The plan was sound…
“Go…make it so…Let us see this done
As quickly as possible…so that we may
Return also as quickly as possible…And
No one will speak of this outside of this
Room ever.”

And so it began…Ceres, in her flowing
White gown and robe, with her long golden
Hair and sparkling eyes went to visit
Noah that night bathed in glowing white
Light…accompanied by two towering
Lion Men guards…that resembled some
Ferocious Noble Ethereal Angels also in
Their white robes and sashes…

A mesmerized Noah awoke from an
Exhausted sleep where he had passed out
At his desk to the sight of the most
Beautiful vision he had ever seen in his life…
She must have been an angel, she had
To be…with two fantastic warrior angels
To protect her…

And with a kind song-like voice she spoke
To the humble awestruck man…For
If you ever saw her this way, wouldn’t you
Be speechless?

“Noah…” She said softly. “I’ve come to
Help you…This deed set upon you, I know
It’s difficult…It must feel impossible…
But you must listen to me…I will
Send you the help you need…But I need
You to do something for me…for the
Animal’s sake…Do not take the 1 male and
1 female…on the ark…Instead I will
Send to you pairs of pregnant mothers…
They will carry the seeds of life of
Survival…Aside from the birds that you
Love so much…those you must take in
Males and females…for they lay eggs…
And the frogs and the turtles and the lizards…
But leave the serpents out, let those beasts
Swim…But as for the mammals…
Take only the pregnant mothers…You
Understand the nature of animals and
Why it is better to do this…
Save the pregnant mothers, Noah.
Will you do this for me?”

Noah swallowed in absolute awe…Her
Words were a song. Oh, how beautiful she
Was. “Of course I will.” How could he
Say no? The light of her presence
Was indescribable.

“Thank you, Noah.” She said with a tearful
Smile. “I will help you. I will send them
To you. Do not let this matter
Concern you. You just build the ark…
As best you can and quickly…And if
Anyone says it cannot be done…
Ignore them. This is important, Noah.
Believe…There is nothing you cannot do.”

And Noah began to build that ark…
With a fuel unlike anyone ever knew…



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 5NOV2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (5 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.

Valiant: Knock knock…The Watchers…Parallel Dimensions…

*SONG* “Solitaire” by Laura Branigan

For some time now things have felt off…
The sense of time warped, twisted
As if nothing makes sense,
Or has lost its synchronicity somehow.
For me it’s felt like time has been
Suspended or distorted since 2009…
Especially May of 2009…
Something has been off,
And whatever it is…that date 2009
Keeps popping back up…
Others have told me this too, so if
You have felt this as well you are
Not alone…
Share those stories, The Bubble Burst
And mysteries will unfold.

Solitaire, that song…it never felt
So right as it has now.
Lost and confused, that sense
Of being alone…waiting for something
To happen…

Into, Upon the Circle of Light…
By the call, by the time,
By choice, by will, by command.
It’s a mission. Can’t stop now.

His voice, deep and strong like
Thunder, but a charm so kind he could
Be my brother…I mean in the
Literal sense by blood, not some polite
Or friendly address…
“And how did it go?” Brishan asked
As he sat there watching me, eagerly…
Both he and Ceres had been waiting.

“Well, it went well I hope.”

“This part we said would not be easy,”
Brishan replied leaning forward towards me.
“It’s no small task.”

“I am sorry if I take too long.”
I told them.

“Not at all, this is excellent.” Brishan
Answered fast. “I am the one who is
Sorry…Remember I can only say so
Much…Too much and I risk imposing
Opinions…Not enough and they only
Ask more questions…It’s a delicate
Balance to turn those wheels to get
Them thinking.”

“For a moment there I thought you would
Mention timing.” Ceres teased him, “As though
Our resident trickster might have.”

“That was his way.” Brishan grinned. “THIS…
Is MY way…”

“But of course,” Ceres laughed, “How could
I be mistaken…”

Brishan simply turned to look at
Me firmly. “We should proceed now…”

“No pause of reflective thought?” Ceres
Asked batting her lashes
Like swords.

Brishan dismissed her sarcasm with a
Gracious nod and grin. “Now…
Remember what I said…write
The words, what we say…No more.”

I only nodded…

“Sasquatch and the Shadow People…
Are just the beginning.” He said,
“Myths for their minds, nothing more…or so
They thought. Because they are real, very,
Very real…They will learn.”

“I still do not see how they could doubt so
Much…they believe in so much garbage…”

Brishan nodded. “Just write it. Tell it.
There is so much more to know…
So much more to come.” He paused,
Looked at Ceres, who was watching too quietly.
He studied her but said nothing about it, then
Turned back to me. “There is a great deal on
My…on our minds. It is difficult to break it
Down and discuss it in a way…that you
Can understand.”

“I understand you.” I told them.

“No no,” he said, “I mean with regards to
Relating it…the correct way. The cause and
Effect process…For instance, this matter
Of sub-atomic research on your world greatly
Concerns us…That is very dangerous…Even
The slightest imbalance, the ripple effect moves
Through other dimensions…But the worst
Is the attention it attracts…There are numerous
Forms of predators out there…The Shadow
People are but a few…There are predatory
Forces that exist that prey upon physical
Beings…neutralizing them is a problem.”

“Still it can be done.” Ceres added quietly.
There was clearly something on her mind,
But Brishan avoided acknowledging it; he clearly
Sensed it.

“I believe it is called some kind of a…
Collider?” Brishan struggled to word it right.

“I believe that’s the right word,” I nodded,
“But honestly I don’t know much about it.”

He shook his head. “It doesn’t matter what
You know, just listen,” he pointed to the
Notebook, “Against our advice time technology
Was introduced…in the hopes of solving problems
On suffering worlds…instead it was misused
And abused in order to further manipulate…
Hidden agendas…that created the fracture
In time…The singularity that trapped your
World and a few others in a dark resonance.
But we have neutralized that problem.
Now…of course the forces that misused that
Technology are seeking other ways to
Maintain control over worlds, your world…
By other experimental research…with
Parallel dimensions…or what you call
Alternate realities.”

“They are still trying to do this?” I asked.

Brishan nodded with a very intense look.
“Secret factions are doing this…In one
Very successful dimension…A very brutal
Reality…The science that mastered this
Science called it the Halcyon Project…
Yes, it comes from a parallel dimension,
But has managed to find its way to yours.”

“What is it?”

“It’s simple really, although the dynamics,
Equations and so forth are complicated.”
He explained. “It involves taking elements
From one reality to stabilize another. Or
Rather, manipulate another. For example,
Taking a scientist from one dimension
To work in another…or even something like…
Taking a species from one dimension
And introducing it or re-introducing it
Into another…Or even something as
Diabolic as taking one leader from
One dimension…to rule another…OR…
Removing or eradicating something
Or someone from one dimension in order
To duplicate the effect in another.”

“They can do that?” I asked.

“They have done it.” Brishan said seriously.
“I don’t want to alarm you…further…
But trust me when I say your life,
And many other peoples’ lives should have
Been very, very different. I am sure many
People sense that their lives are very wrong…
That things aren’t working as they

“You can say that again.”

“And they are most likely distracting
You with ridiculous antics in your
Media system.” He said.

“Oh I am sure people will LOVE hearing
You say that!” I laughed.

“Why?” He asked.

“Never mind.” I laughed. “Go ahead.”

“The quest for power, personal empowerment
Over the whole is a dangerous game,” Brishan
Said, “Especially in a turbulent time.”

“Well, it’s a physical world.” I told him. “People
Need to survive, unfortunately they need money
To survive.”

“I realize that…and in time hopefully
Your world will overcome these things.” He
Said. “The best thing you need to do is
Kindly say…to others…to accept and
Embrace the present…if you, they or
Anyone is unhappy with who they are…
As a person…then try as best you can
To make the decisions the way you would
For the person you want to be.”

“You want people to throw things at
Me for giving advice?” I laughed. “They
Hand out advice like rain falling from
The sky, I don’t want to lecture anyone.
I always agreed that the best way
To help is through telling stories…stories
That inspire…The way Varence and
Ceres told me.”

“That’s true.” Brishan nodded. He sighed,
Studied Ceres briefly…she still wasn’t
Talking then turned back to me. “Well
Then…Tell me what you know of other


“Yes,” he said, “You had these images in
Your mind that I recall…from your
Dreams…of your group of people from
The Great Hall…remember, there were 7
Of you…in a movie theater…They
Brought you there…There were these men
In some kind of formal attire. They
Had guns, they were sweating…
Desperate…They took you there in the
Night, 7 of you…to a movie theater…
Do you remember?”

He was making me remember.

“Yes, I see it, I remember.” I said.

“Write that down. Share that story.” He
Said. “Let that be the example story.
It’s probably the easiest way to explain
These parallel dimensions.”

“Oh joy another trip down merciless memory

“Please.” He said…encouraged…insisted.

“There were 7 of us left,” I began
As he told me to do it… “It was well
Before 2012…I thought these were dreams…
It was late at night, no idea when.
But I remember feeling happy to see them…
But the happiness was short-lived. There were
These men, 5 I think…I had seen
Them before in dreams. They used to
Take me to these places…facilities…
And show me strange experiments
Going on. Very strange, even

“I remember when they took us…
Kathy was still there…

“Boy did they pick the wrong

“These men had medium olive skin, dark hair,
Clean shaven, they were always very well
Dressed in fine Italian suits…all designer type,
Tan, grey…with white dress shirts, ties, even
Their shoes were shiny and fancy. Their
Hair was always well groomed, shiny and
Slicked back…They were normally very
Well mannered…almost aristocratic…very
Polite…sometimes there was a woman with
Them, but this time it was only men. I
Remember it was odd this time they didn’t
Have their suit jackets on, just the white
Dress shirts…they were sweating, they looked
Panicked, like something was very wrong…and
They had guns…hand guns. I’m no gun expert
But I could tell they seemed very sleek
Modern type guns and they waved them
Around like crazy.

“There were 7 of us…I remember Joe, Julie,
Jacob, Jason and Kathy were there…and
Someone else and me…7. They kept
Saying something about that, there being 7
Of us, that’s how I remember.

“They brought us to a multiplex movie theater,
It was the middle of the night, we were in
Our pajamas of course…except for Joe, he had
On his boxers and a T-shirt, I remember he
Was very unhappy about that…

“I didn’t know their names, but they acted like
They knew us. They gave us no time to talk
Or socialize…The one in charge shouted a lot,
Something I had never seen him do, they
Were usually so polite, not this time. He
Held this gun, pointed at us like he was
Ready to kill. Once we were inside the theater
They brought us to the hall where the
Separate theater’s doors were wide open.
He ordered one of the men to begin? Then he
Pointed his gun at my head and said, “Now
Listen, if you think you cannot die in
A dream, think again…I want you and
The others to go and stand in front of each
Of the theaters…wait for it to start, then
Tell me what you see.”

“I was angry, I was really sick of having
A gun pointed at my head. Go to the theaters
And tell him what we see? What was he
Talking about? This was crazy! I was tired.
But this man was clearly sweating in

“So we did as instructed, each of us stood in
Front of a theater and waited…as his men
Hovered near us, each pointing
Their guns, they were wide-eyed and sweating
A lot.

“There was no time to think or question, we just
Did as we were told. The main guy hovered
Near me with his gun, he started shaking…

“I watched inside the movie theater at
The screen…Then the picture came…It
Was that TV show “LOST”…
He shouted at me to tell him, for everyone
To tell him what we saw…We all said
The same thing…the TV show “Lost”…

“It was series final episode of “Lost”…
But as I watched it became clear that it
Was NOT the final episode that I remembered?

“I have to admit it was cool, I was so
Fascinated I think my eyes bulged…
Everyone I knew watched that show…
And apparently so did everyone
From my dreams?

“Now tell me,” the man said as he
Took the safety off his gun, “Watch and
Tell me what version is the safest
One, which is the RIGHT one?”

“Right version? What the hell was he
Talking about? So I watched, then
Very quickly it became clear just
How different these versions were.

“Joe shouted, asking eagerly, “What do
You see? I’m watching the finale of
Everyone said something looked off…
What is going on here? How are we
Watching this? What does “LOST”
Have to do with everything?

“So we told each other what we saw,
What we knew…

“I see, in mine, Sawyer and Juliet
Are getting married…then Sawyer goes
On to become the secret big leader
Of the Island! It was so cool, nothing
Like the finale I knew as real…But
What I saw on the screen was vivid, so real!
“I don’t understand, I told them. Did they
Film an alternate ending that we never saw
Or something?”

“The main man just kept shaking, pointing
His gun at me. “Just keep watching.”

“I was really confused. I turned to Joe. “What
Are you watching?”

“Jack and Kate are on the island,” he said
Slowly, distracted, interested. “It’s not the
Finale I remember at all…They…They’re
Taking over the island…with Sawyer…And
I think, yeah…they’re becoming the Others…
And there’s a new plane crash…new people…
It’s like the whole thing is repeating…”
He turned to the others… “What are you all
Seeing in yours?”

“Mine’s nothing like I remember of
The show,” Julie said, “Jack and Kate
Are getting married…They’re all off the
Island…It looks like some destiny thing
Or something, like they all live happily
Ever after.”

“Jacob was very leery to answer. I saw
Him watching his screen with this horrified
Look on his face. “That’s not what I’m
Watching.” He seemed very disturbed.
“It’s like some horror finale…That it was
All some evil experiment or something…
The island is a lab to test people.”

“What?” Joe asked with a scowl.

“I don’t know how to explain what I’m seeing.”
Jacob said.

“Mine is different too.” Kathy said. “This
Is not the finale I remember. This is saying
It was all a dream. The plane never crashed,
Almost like a ‘what if’ thing…”

“Jason said something similar. “Mine too.
It wasn’t real. Like they flew through
The Bermuda Triangle or something and
Experienced some…alternate reality?”

“The version I was watching was fascinating,
But I wanted to see Joe’s…The man with
The gun nodded and let me go see…I
Stood in front of the theater with Joe…it
Was amazing, another totally different finale!
So real, like it was an original ending…
I didn’t understand. How could there be
All these different endings? “What is going
On? Why are they showing us this…LOST?
All these different series finales? How is
This possible?”

“Joe could not take his eyes off the screen.
“Man, this is so cool, though. I like this
Ending a lot better than the one I saw on

“He was right, it was interesting…a whole
New plane crash with new characters…
Very similar to the ones we knew…
Another doctor like Jack…another
Fugitive like Kate, but blond…another
What are we watching?”

“Julie seemed utterly bored with her screen,
Like she did not want to be there at all.
“I don’t see what the big deal is. It’s a
TV show!”

“The main guy started shouting to his
Companions in another language, it
Sounded like Italian? To bring us together
In the center to talk. He pointed his
Gun at us, at my head first… “You
Talk, then you choose. Talk. You have
5 minutes! Go!”

“What the hell is their problem?” Julie
Said bitterly. “What are we doing here?”

“5 minutes?” Joe spat. “So much time.
Like I’m supposed to pick what in 5 minutes?
I could spend 5 minutes picking my nose.”

“That’s so nice!” Julie groaned. “You’re sick!”

“Jacob eyed the other theaters, it was clear
He was catching on fast…guiding the rest
Of us. “All these versions of the series
Finale… “Lost” is a popular show…Everyone
Had talked about it A LOT.”

“So what are we voting on a better finale?”
Julie asked angrily. “The show is over,
Who cares! What does it matter now?”

“It sure matters to them.” Jacob said.

“I hated that one.” Kathy winced
About the one she watched. “I actually
Didn’t like that or the one I saw on TV.”

“This one I saw made more sense than
The one I saw on TV.” Jason said.

“The other guy was quiet, he never seemed
To say much that I remember. “I
Have no idea what to say,” was all he said.

“Why are they doing this?” Julie asked.

“I kept looking around. Then it struck me.
“This is one strange movie theater.” I said.

“What do you mean?” Joe asked.

“I used to work in a movie theater when
I was younger…” I told them. “Look at
The theaters…this hall…Where is the
Concession stand? Movie theaters always
Have popcorn and candy…I don’t see
Any, do you? This looks more like…
An office building with auditoriums…I mean
It looks like a movie theater but doesn’t.”

“Maybe it isn’t a movie theater.” Jacob

“Then what is it?” Jason asked. “Some
Kind of research place or something?”

Then Joe blurted out the craziest response.
“Those aren’t other versions of the
Series finale…They’re other realities…
Like that TV show “Sliders”…Those are
The “LOST” finales from other realities!”

“You’re kidding right?” Julie laughed. “That’s

“That makes sense though!” I whispered.
“They’re so elaborate, they could never
Film so many different endings.”

“But why?” Jacob asked. “One for
Each of us?” He scowled. “Mine was
Weird, awful…I can’t even describe it.”

“I hated mine.” Kathy said.

“Mine was cool.” Joe laughed. He turned
To me… “How about yours?”

“Mine was OK, cool.” I said. “I have
To admit…I liked it better than the
One I saw on TV…It still felt weird though.”

“One minute!” The man shouted.

“My God this guy needs a valium or
Something!” Julie shouted, she never liked
Being pushed around.

“What do they want us to do, pick a
Version…that’s better?” Jason assumed.

“They must.” Jacob said.

“How do we do that?” Julie snapped.

“They obviously want a happier ending.”
Joe laughed.

Julie pointed to the theater she
Watched. “Mine was boring as hell!
No ending is that happy. Send
Them there!”

“They’re looking for a better place to go?”
Joe asked. “Why?”

“What for?” I said, going further. “Did
You see them shaking and sweating?
These guns…everything…They’re scared to
Death of…something.”

“Apparently we don’t have time to think
About that now.” Jacob said.

“Just send them to the one I saw and let’s
Get out of here and back to bed already. This
Is nuts.” Julie said.

“No!” Joe protested. “Send them there?!
To what some picture perfect happy
Ending…like they deserve that, a happy
Ending? With how they’re acting?”

“We don’t have time to argue this.” Jacob
Said. “And we can’t play games
On these guys!”

“Look,” Joe said angrily, pointing his
Finger…biting his teeth. “You want
Justice? Send them to that one, that
Picture-window doorway whatever…
That makes sense!”

“We didn’t have time to argue
With the main guy in charge…

“I don’t know.” Kathy protested.

“They’re so desperate!” I insisted.

“You’re always asking for out
Opinions.” Joe said. “Then listen
To mine. Send those guys there!”

“Without further thinking or questions…
When the main guy stepped forward,
Joe spoke first and urged the
Men to all go to his window.
Where he watched…He spoke for us…
Telling them that was right
Version of “LOST”…That’s what they

“We were amazed how eagerly they
Accepted that answer. There was no
Argument, they let us go…and
Very quickly fled into that theater

“We were shocked and stood watching.
What the hell happened? Something
Was going on with these theaters,
But it was too much to take in
So fast…doorways? Other versions
Of a series finale to a TV show?
It made no sense. A few moments
Passed of silence, we just grew
More scared. What were these guys
Running from anyhow?
Part of me wanted to run after
Them…What would have happened
Then? Was it a dream? Was it
Real? Before any of us could speak
Or theorize anymore…I woke up…”

Brishan studied my face. “You see
That is what I was talking
About…parallel dimensions…but with
Slightly different variables…”

“Slightly different?” I laughed.
“Those kinds of endings make a
Big difference, don’t they?” Then
It hit me…The power of those
Variables…The influence, suggestion,
The effect…struggles and happy
Endings…Even in something as
Seemingly insignificant as a TV show
Has a big influence…on one, two…
A population, a world?
“That’s not dangerous,” I said,
“That’s power!”

“Exactly!” He said. “That’s what
We’re studying now.”

Ceres could stay silent no longer…
I could feel the time-window
With them fading…She looked
Desperate, upset…more and more.
“Bill, I need you to do something
For me.”


“I need you to tell a story,” she
Said, “And I need you to tell it

“A story?”

“Ceres…” Brishan said cautiously.

“Earlier,” she said glassy-eyed,
“With the Bell Tolls…I tried
Relating to you, to tell you my story
With the Bears, my Bears. Do
You remember?”


“I tried to tell you,” she said, “but
Varence took over the telling of it…
You need to know there was
More to the story, much more…
It wasn’t just about the Bears,
But something…we, I did…
Do you know the story of Noah’s

“Yes?” I was intrigued…

“The Ark…wasn’t just full of pairs
Of animals…it was an ark full
Of pregnant mothers…Not males
And females, but of pregnant
Mothers…I need to explain,
Because it’s happening again…
Will you tell this story for me, will
You tell it right now? It’s
Important…and right now it could
Make all the difference.”

“Of course I will…” How could I say no?



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 29OCT2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (29 October 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.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers…The Shadow People…

*SONG* “It’s A Sin” by the Pet Shop Boys

Everything feels out of sync,
The Dates on the calendar mean nothing
The hours and the minutes on the clock
Make no sense half the time…
The Bubble Burst…
And the more time passes by
The more faces you see, voices you hear…
The complaints pile up
And the less everything means.
You have to survive…Individual answers
For individual problems.
The miracles today are kindness
And those to connect with who don’t
Endlessly complain or criticize but lift you up.
There’s your answer.

Pulled and drawn into the circle of Light
The Watchers wait…
If you don’t want to read or listen
I don’t mind, I’m only doing this
Because I said I would.

He was waiting. She was waiting.
“It seems a lot is going on there,
So much on your mind.” Brishan said,
His statue frame and chiseled face
So serious. “It will get better…”

“It’s always about the IF…” I said to him.

“Do you know what the point to this
Part is?” He asked.

“I can guess, but you will tell me anyway.”

“To go farther.” He said firmly, unbreakable
In every way. “This has to be a process…
It has to be. Nothing appreciated comes
Quickly. So we sit and we talk and we
Hope that the words reach the right ones…
That the thing is right. Ignore those whose
Haste demands your attention, or insists
You give it all so fast…they will never
Learn anything.” He leaned forward
Pointing his finger at the notebook…
“So we reach farther than before…
Just when you think it’s over the next
Level opens and you climb higher…
So now we push the limits and cover
Things we dared not talk about before.”
He waited watching me, I swear sometimes
This felt like torture. But he had this
Sense that was so kind…like a brother
That cared.

“They cry out to be rescued, to walk away
From the world…they said that gave them
Only pain and grief. Rescue me. Save me…
Take me away to a paradise…A paradise
They have created in their mind…Paradise
Is a different thing to many different people
And worlds. Ask me what paradise is…Do
You think your people will agree…because
I am telling you they will be surprised.” He
Studied me carefully. “You don’t want to
See the stars…you want the Earth happy…
You want to see nature sing…Horses,
To watch them run…To see the seasons…
To have people stop bothering you. That’s
Why they picked you and the others. Because
You don’t want to lose those things. That…
Is why I am happy to talk to you.”

Moments of thoughtful silence.
Then Brishan reached over to the table beside
Him and grabbed what appeared to be a
Piece of fruit, then took a bite of it and
Chewed it as he watched me. It was reddish
Orange, almost like a peach or apple, it looked
Normal enough, tasty enough.

Ceres crossed her arms as she sat beside him
Watching him in disbelief. “What are you

“I’m eating this fruit.” He said plainly.

She squinted, scowled…tilted her head
In amazement then asked… “Why?”

“Because I’m hungry.”

“You gave that…little speech,” she said
Still squinting at him… “About moving forward,
And now…you have him writing about
Watching you eat…a piece of fruit?”

“Yes.” He said.

She looked at me, then at him, turned
And then looked all about only to look at him
Again. “And I thought Varence mastered
Riddles…Brishan, I don’t understand you.”

“I know.” He said.

“I pray this is a significant precursor,” Ceres
Said shaking her head, rolling her eyes, “Because
This is quite strange. What’s next, a meal?
A banquet or party? Do you intend on sharing
Food stories…or is this simply some
Meaning meant for a secret to grasp?”

“Trust me.” He said.

“Those words are a gamble on any
World.” Ceres laughed. “Spare them the
Hidden meanings…Would you like a larger
Bowl?” She laughed to me. “He has
Quite an appetite.”

“Thank you,” he said, “This is fine.”

Ok, I’m writing about watching Brishan eat
A piece of fruit…They eat, they drink, they’re
Real, I get the point…

He shook his finger at me as he chewed
Another bite. “No speculations, just write
What you see and we say.”


He took one last bite, chewed, swallowed…
Then spit out what appeared to be a pit
Or large seed or core of the fruit and smiled.

Ceres was shocked. “That’s disgusting! Brishan
Really…I can’t believe you did that. What’s next
Another demonstration of strangeness?”

He smiled at me.

“I do that.” I said referring to the spitting
Out the pit part.

“I know.” Brishan grinned.

“Are you mimicking me or something?” I asked.

“Maybe.” He only said.

Ceres squinted intently at him, then me…
Then sighed heavily. “What sort of start is this?
This is ridiculous!” She stared at him with
Silent confusion. “Would you like something
Else to spit out on the floor?”

Brishan only grinned. “The meaning will
Become clear.”

“I think I understand.” I told him.

Ceres touched her brow. “Please elaborate,
Words escape me…I see only spit on
The floor.”

“It’s that time of year…October,” I told them…
“October…that’s when I saw the Red Light
In the sky…That’s when it began…That’s
When it comes…That’s when…The Bell Tolls
That I wrote…began.”

“I suspected this.” Brishan said staring
At me…

“Dare I ask again,” Ceres protested,
“Your meaning?”

Brishan nodded at the notebook… “Now
We proceed. We showed you the
Projection of the coming Ice Age? We
Need to improve that number.”

“I get it.” I told them.

“I am mystified.” Ceres said, shaking her head.

Brishan sat quietly then, sat
Up more proud and straight. “Now…
Last time we began…with Sasquatch.”

“But there are countless stories out
There about Bigfoot.” I told them.

“No, you said and wrote the right thing.” He
Said with a gentler tone. “It was perfect.”

“I am utterly fascinated to see where and
How you will go with this.” Ceres said.

“As I have said,” Brishan explained, “It
Is here that we explain things we could
Not, would not explain before…Now it’s
Time the Sasquatch is part of it…
It always has been their mystical
Foot soldier if you will…for the
Savage land…But I am also talking
About other things…Secret projects…
Project Pegasus…Halcyon…Parallel Dimensions
And the Shadow People.”

“You want to cover all of that?” I

“Brishan…” Ceres said with concern…

“They are all connected.” He said. “And
Must be addressed now. Especially with
The dangers of the outer layers of
The planet’s atmosphere deteriorating…
The risks…If we are to encourage outside
Assistance…We need to see that number
Improve…Although we cannot control the
Ice Age factor.”

“True,” Ceres agreed, “The Ice Age is
The planet’s natural means of protection
Of healing…by Cold Fire.”

“Cold Fire?” I asked.

“Cold Fire is another method of natural cleansing.”
Brishan explained. “Most assume it’s done only
One way by fire…But if a planet is in a state
Of such physical distress and deterioration…then
Heat would only further damage the planet…
Whereas cold helps bind the atmosphere…And
Intense freezing cold temperatures serve
Equal if not more efficient solutions…Have
You ever heard it said…so cold it burns?”

“Yes.” I said.

He nodded. “The same thing.”

“Super cold temperatures create an ice age
And will on a molecular level, over time, break
Down matter…turning it to dust when it thaws.”
Ceres explained for him. “While it is harsh
On species, especially vegetation…it is kinder
To a damaged atmosphere, which is vital. Plus,
There is the matter of a highly unstable caldera
On your planet…if that caldera erupts it
Would destroy all life…or at the very least
Most of it. While the Cold Fire method
Should…by our calculations greatly appease
The geological stress. It is a trade off, but it
Is better than losing all or most surface
Life. And then there is the factor of it being
A Blue Planet, seas of life…Most oceanic
Species are already adaptable to the cold…
The tropical, more fragile ecosystems would be
Eradicated…But over time, following the
Ending of an Ice Age, would return slowly…
Different yes, but they would return. You
Must understand the Planet’s survival mode,
Its essence a living breathing vessel for life…
It does not want to destroy life…but find
The best possible solution for it to remain
A vessel for sustaining life…even if it has to
Sacrifice some to preserve the whole for a

“I see.”

Brishan nodded. “Now we must proceed with
Further revelations…This is NOT a means to
Scare you, understand, but rather, educate.
Skeptics will argue this, but those of internal
Empathic understanding will sense the truth
In it…Awareness creates the knowledge
Needed for survival…Those that resist
Change run and hide from anyone or thing
Threatening their…conceptual happiness.”

“I can see that, I think most can.”

“Most?” Brishan laughed. “If that were true
The current state of Earth would not be so
Volatile. People sense the danger, the end
Of an age…of the old ways…Fear of
Change, of the unknown…of surrendering
What they comfortably knew…is terrifying,
And with that comes violence.”

“It’s understandable,” Ceres said with kindness.
“Who wants to surrender a…dream…for a
Tide of unsteady changes that means they
Would never see their own paradise. It’s a
Conflict of individual happiness versus the whole.”

“Now we must move on with revelations.” Brishan
Insisted. “No doubt many are seeking as
Many answers as possible to current dilemmas?”


He nodded, then looked to Ceres for amicable
Support. “That is why I wish to just
Be blunt. We have stories to share…that you
Will tell. But first, we must acknowledge
Secrets that are not being recognized.

“From our studies on various worlds, the
Watchers observe the same descent…over
And over. The pattern is so typical, so similar
That it’s ridiculous really. How so many
Can’t see it…” He shook his head laughing.
“Denial is a quite comfortable weapon, or
Shield…to say…it isn’t real, that
It isn’t happening…It ALWAYS happens this
Way…then it falls apart and they see it
When it’s too late.

“So no games or soft spoken explanations…
Not now, it’s too late for that.
You’ve shared stories…and no doubt you
Have received a variety of responses.”

“Yes, for sure you can say that.” I

“Don’t be surprised.” Brishan said very
Calmly. “Now here are the factors to
Watch for…As we discussed last time…
The elusive Sasquatch…The Forest People…
Highly intelligent, adaptable…adept at
Various telepathic, psychic abilities…
Marking those of more advanced mind…
While evading those more primitive…See
Past the shell to sense what they are…”

He shook his finger, “The physical body
Is a reflection of the inner being…
Adapted for its environment, shaped to
Survive…The Sasquatch is a versatile creation,
They are of nature…and so, they require
The appropriate shape…They are
Chameleons…They can blend in, seem
Invisible, or if necessary make your senses
Believe they aren’t there…To the eyes.
But the intuition is beyond physical senses…
It knows…As animals have this sense…They
Know when something isn’t right. The
Sasquatch surpasses the natural order…That’s
Why animals are terrified by it.”

“And believe me I am not happy how it scares
The animals.” Ceres added. “But we do
What we must…At least before as Watchers…
We could only watch.”

“So what other things are you trying to
Say then?” I asked.

“I realize this is a sensitive topic,” Brishan
Went on, “So I will open, or rather start it.”

“When every civilization goes through ages
Of change…it…

“The Shadow People are that warning
Sign,” Brishan went on mysteriously…
“They are largely the supernatural force
That haunts and taunts.
They prey on the weak and naïve…all ages,
Age has nothing to do with wisdom…
They prey on fear, torment this
Way, proudly…They make you believe
They aren’t there…

“They can be anywhere night or day.
Shadows can exist anywhere there is a
Light source…And so they move this way.

“Like the Dark Kind you wrote about.
They have a very different agenda…
None of our research reveals a hierarchy,
Although we have documented three
Different kinds…

“The shadowy, faceless entities which
Resemble people…And hide this
Way…however they do appear more
On the lean side.

“Then there is the shadowy ones you
Call the Dark Kind…These can
Emerge as a physical being…Appearing
As many shapes and size until they emerge
With often a violent assault.
Then they have a very reptilian, what
You call a gargoyle like appearance. They
Also feed off fear, terror, violent, extreme
Emotions, especially carnal desires…
Their appearance, presence usually
Involves a physical assault…
A very real physical assault. But because
Of their terrifying appearance, they
Can scare someone to death…

“Their appearance, the sight of them is often so devastating
It blocks memory, the mind’s way of
Self preservation, self protection…

“The third, and most imposing is an entity
Known as the Dark Ones…Appearing as
A black mass of cloud, hovering
They can be of any size…But when they
Come it’s serious. Most commonly they
Are referred to as demons, for they
Certainly act this way. If there is a
Hierarchy, then these are probably
The greatest…And are the most lethal
To deal with.

“You need to open people’s eyes to them
Because they are very real, and
Very dangerous. Denying they are real
Is pointless…because they have greater
Power this way…thus creating greater
Fear…They get great pleasure from this…
But remember knowledge is power…
Knowing what they are can help you.”

“But you must be aware of them.” Ceres warned.

“I am.” I told them. “I’ve seen them most of
My life…unfortunately I’ve tried telling people…
But most don’t believe…They think it’s an overactive
Imagination…something we’re told as children
Called the Boogeyman.”

“But that’s how they gain power, and fear,”
Brishan insisted. “By stalking the weak, the
Young…They fool many this way…NOT
Listening to children, to their fears or what
They see is the worst mistake many make.
It’s happened before. Do not think it’s just
Your world.”

“Remember…” Ceres said leaning forward
And folding her hands in her lap, as if to pray,
“Remember all the stories we’ve shared…That
You’ve told, that we’ve told you…The animals
Can see and sense things others cannot.
Pay attention to the animals. They are your
Greatest asset clues. To ignore them is
A big mistake. The animals…they know…
Remember the Creature that came to your
Window? The animals knew, even if they
Could not see it…They knew.”

“The parakeets knew first.” I said. “The birds
Always know first.”

“Birds are highly sensitive to any electromagnetic
Field…This includes all forms of psychic type

“I believe we’ve received research on this,”
Brishan said… “The birds’ sensitivity…Isn’t
Your science aware of this?”

“The problem is not all people appreciate these
Things.” I told them. “They would rather
Turn on the news…or ask a scientist or
Doctor for advice.”

“And that has served your world so well.”
Brishan said in jest. “Those great claims
Your science makes…and what is the
Current state of your planet? If they
Were so well informed and aware…problems
Would be far less of an issue.”

“People who love their animals pay attention.”
I told them. “But they still don’t understand
What they see.”

“You can have the most complex technology
That exists in the universe,” Brishan laughed,
“And no matter what its purpose
It still cannot compare to the simple and
Explicit powers of nature and its animals.”

“The Shadow People…The Dark Kind, those
Gargoyle-like creatures…The Dark Ones…I’ve
Seen them all at some point.” I said. “Most
People dismiss it as a trick of the eye.”

“No, they’re simply telling themselves they
Do not want to see it, because they do not
Want to believe it.” Brishan said. “Because
If they admit this…then they have to admit
They have no control over it…Another
Misconception no doubt instilled by a corrupt,
Mismanaged education system…and
Deceptive religious teachings. They probably
Say such things only happen to bad people.”

“Yes.” I laughed. “They do say that. They
Say that and much more…Bad things
Happen to bad people…good things, like success
Only happen to good people. But I have
Rarely seen this. More often than not I’ve
Encountered some really corrupt people
Having amazing good fortune…not always,
But a lot.”

“Dark forces have a lot to do with that.”
Brishan said. “Unfortunately that system
Thrives in societies guided by a monetary
Type structure…It’s very misleading.”

“True,” I said. “There is no justice when
Paychecks are involved. People often cannot
Get medical care if they do not have
Enough money.”

“That is absurd, that is a crime.” Brishan
Said. “Medical care should NEVER have
Anything to do with money ever. Doctors
Do not get paid on our world, that would
Be diabolic.”

“So you are saying…these Shadow People
Are the cause of this?” I asked.

“No,” Brishan responded calmly. “They are
More like…supernatural foot soldiers of
The Dark Empire…supporting anything that
Entreats the corrupt ways. They do it for
Pleasure…They have no need for money…
They feed off the ecstasy that fear
And suffering brings.”

“So how do you stop them?” I asked.
“How do you get rid of them?”

“They said you studied various metaphysical
Techniques…The powers of lines…sacred
Geometry, symbols…mystic lines, to hide this
In your artwork.”

“Yes,” I answered. “But that was more so
Achieved with the light the Angel put in
My head…somehow it took everything I
Knew and studied and put it all together
And out came this new form of artwork.”

“And does it work?” Brishan asked.

“If the heart if true it does.” I answered.
“But if they try to use it for selfish reasons,
Love spells, power…indulgence, the
Excessive kinds…then the lines and light
Don’t work…or have the opposite effect.”

“That seems appropriate.” Ceres nodded.

“What sorts of activity have you
Witnessed with these…shadow beings?”
Brishan asked with keen interest.

“From childhood on…I used to see them
In school, it scared me.” I told them.
“I don’t like discussing it because
Talking about them attracts their

“Of course.” He said. “Go on.”

“Well, I used to see them jump into people’s
Bodies…it was like a shade was pulled down
Over them when they jumped inside them.”
I carefully tried to explain. “Not everyone,
They seemed to select people somehow…
But every time they took over, walked into
Someone’s body their posture would change,
They often stared right at me…as if to
Say they knew I saw them…Then they
Would make the person act really
Strange…either say nasty things…pick
On someone…fight…anything to start trouble.”

“I once witnessed this at a friend’s
House at a party…” I told them. “I saw
This shadow-thing enter this girl…It
Was like a shade came down over her…
Her posture changed, her facial expressions…
She looked just…evil. NOT ONE PERSON
Noticed…But I saw it, I swear I did.
It’s funny because at this party they
Were all talking about how psychic
They all were…they were playing with
This Ouija board—a type of game board
Some people use to talk to the dead.”

“Oh how nice.” Ceres said sarcastically.
“And of course no one sensed this?”

“No they just kept talking about

“But the worst part of this was after…
When the shadow left her
Body she fell into a deep dark depression for
Weeks. I told her what I saw and she
Said it was the worst feeling beyond description…
Sheer hopelessness, misery, no self worth,
No will to live…every awful emotion you could
Think of piled together. All she did was
Cry for weeks. A deep depression.”

“How did she overcome this then?” Brishan
Inquired seriously.

“I had bought these baby chicks from
A hatchery catalog. I kept urging her
To play with them.” I told him. “She
Did. She eventually came around. It
Did help her.”

Ceres smiled. “You see, it was those little
Chicks that did it.”

“Yes, animal therapy…”

Brishan nodded with a smile. “That was very
Good thinking.”

“Is that the only way to overcome these
Things…baby animals, animals or the artwork?”

“You do what you can…” He said.
“You try…some want to be depressed…
Some never get over it or much worse, some
Are driven to commit horrible crimes…
Claiming the darkness made them do it…
In many cases that’s true, very true.”

“So what do I tell people then?” I

“Make them aware, it’s all you can do…
If these things are here and with
The population at such a number…
There’s not much you can do…They will
Only keep looking for someone else. That
Is why crowds are do dangerous.”

“I know you do not want to hear
This but…” Brishan said. “The right
Ones will know what to do…”

“Oh joy.” I said. “I’m sure that
Will go over well.”

“Dark times, aren’t they?” He asked.
“Is anything easy?”

“No.” I answered. “If anything I hear
People say things are worse than ever.”

“Keep making them aware.” Brishan smiled.
“Let them also make others aware…It is
All you can do in the face of such a

“Every little step,” Ceres smiled. “Every
Little step adds up…They count.”

“The big picture for a lot of us is
Often made up of many small steps.”
Brishan said.

“I understand.”

“Go now. Rest. We’ll have more to discuss next
Time. Remember…Now rest…Until
Next time.”




Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 22OCT2017


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (22 October 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.

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Valiant: Knock Knock…The Watchers’ Messages…The Sasquatch…

*SONG* “Never Surrender” by Corey Hart

To whom it may concern, for the eyes and ears
That watch for clues, that seek answers
And see the signs in this dark age…
Nothing is as it should be…
These messages are for you.

They…are above us, apart from us…
And they have been watching us for a
Very long time. But no one, no matter
How great of power nor might of science
Can give enough answers to save every
Troubled soul.

Everyone is an individual, and with that comes
The ceaseless quest for independent answers…
It’s never enough, it can never be enough
For any one person. But if we can all
Humbly unite and connect the dots,
Put the puzzle together from the vast
Sources of individual secrets…then perhaps
By some miracle a peaceful solution can
Be found…and what we don’t know
Today can come together to solve
The mysteries for a brighter tomorrow…

They are called the Watchers…and here
They offer to share stories, not to preach
But to teach us…Please, all that I
Ask is that you read ahead only if
You want to…

The hum, the vibration of the Ether,
The call comes…Across the rainbow bridge,
The bridge of the mind, body and spirit
To the circle of light where they wait…

“And now…we begin.” He said sitting there
Calmly, the tall, broad strongly built, handsome
Brishan, with long straight blond hair that
Hung like some spiritual headdress down
His shoulders to his waist, over his pale
Blue form fitting uniform. “All has been
A preparation for the now…That’s how it’s
Done, that’s how it has always been
And must be done…A process, because
There are no easy come quickly
Answers…These things take time,” Brishan
Said with a smile. “I’m sorry but that’s
All we can offer at this time.”

She sat beside him very regally, her
Sparkling ice blue eyes shining like
The heart of the blue of a candle’s flame…
Powerfully beautiful, that sharply witty
Smile, her long sun-golden hair
Hanging in a curly wave over one shoulder…
The enchanting Ceres who appeared ready
For anything. “At least it should be
Kinder this time, now that our resident
Loki is pre-occupied…”

“Loki?” I asked.

Brishan laughed a smile. “She refers to Varence,
Our resident trickster…” He turned
To her playfully, “How many names does
He have here?”

“Oh you would be surprised.” Ceres laughed. “A
Custom of his people to change their
Names over time.”

“Loki?” I asked of how I knew that name.

“It is just a mocking name.” Brishan
Answered. “Loki means trickster.”

“They call them…nicknames, I believe.” Ceres
Answered calmly; in fact she was
Calmer then I had ever seen.

“Another term for him…” Brishan said.

“Oh.” I nodded…that was interesting. “Where
Is he?”

“He was sent on a special mission to Earth.”
Brishan answered as he then took a glass
From a small table next to his seat
And took a drink.

I held my breath as I watched him.
“What is that?”

“Water.” He said with a little surprise.

I know it seemed ridiculous but I
Had never seen them do something so…
Normal? I didn’t know what shocked me
More…his drinking, or what he said of Varence.

“We do need to drink.” Brishan laughed.

I shook my head. “Varence is where? How?”

“We sent him to Earth for…a specific
Job.” Brishan explained, wording it very
Carefully so as not to say too much.


Brishan looked to Ceres, then back to me.

“We have been working on ways
To do this, but so far…until recently,
It was forbidden, and limited, but just
Know we are exploring…options.”

“But he will be seen…?” I asked. “What

“No one will catch him.” Brishan assured
With a smile and a nod.

“They wish they could,” Ceres laughed,
“Oh they wish…But I must give credit
He knows what he is doing…
Even if it does torment my nerves.”

“Alright.” I had to laugh… “And he
Is of flesh and blood?”

“Yes.” Brishan smiled.
“He was sent to make things happen,
That’s all you need to know.”

“Well.” I laughed, “That should be

They smiled to each other then turned
Back to watch me carefully.

Brishan especially nodded to the pen and
Paper…Then he saw my confusion in my
Mind’s eye. “We should begin.”
He said with a smile, “I
Would like to be more direct in our approach this
Time. This is how I do things…unlike—“

“Unlike the great riddler of words you know.”
Ceres teased.

“I need to show you something first.” He said
Carefully as he turned and pointed with a small
Rectangular device to display a 3 dimensional
Holographic image of the Earth. “This,” he
Nodded with a sigh, “is the most recent
Projection of the coming Earth changes…
Just write what you see as you normally
Do, do not stray, keep it simple.”

What I saw was shocking, it was so white. The
Ice caps were enormous and stretched so
Far I could barely see land masses free
Of white. “Where is the equator? Where is

Brishan stared at the projection like a
Stone statue…no expression. “It is as
You see. This is the current projection of
What will come to be…now that the time
Line is moving free.”

“We warned you that their toying with such
Things would have a harsher effect.” Ceres said.

“But it wasn’t that bad before.” I said. “That
Was not the forecast they showed me before.”

“No,” Brishan sighed, “It was not.”

“What happened?” I asked.

“It changed.” He simply said. “This is
Nature’s plan…”

I studied the hologram. “But, the
Only land masses I see are Central America,
Broken pieces of South America, Africa and
Australia…Where’s the rest? There’s hardly
Any land. Where are the tropics?”

Ceres held her breath and arched her brow.
“There aren’t any.”

“What?!” I said. “But the land…What
Kind of population could that possibly sustain?”

“Approximately 300,000…safely.” Brishan said.
“500,000 would be a maximum…and difficult.”

“Plant and animal life?” I asked.

“The Arctic species would thrive.” Ceres said.
“The most versatile species…bears…wolves…
Sheep, goats…deer…A variety of birds would
Adapt…The more fragile tropical species
Will not. No reptiles will survive the Ice.”

“I don’t know what you want me to say?”
I asked.

Brishan turned to me abruptly. “That is
Why we need to discuss certain things now…
Right now…The meaning will become
Clear…in time.”

“What could possibly cause that drastic
Change?” I asked them nervously.

Brishan leaned towards me firmly. “Just
Write what we discuss now. Nothing more.
This is not a debate or a lecture…It’s
About awareness…cause and effect thinking.”

“What’s that?” I asked.

“It’s alright. Just trust him.” Ceres said. “It’s
A means of how we are taught in school…
Learning through awareness…reactions to
Problems…solutions through instinctive thinking.”

Brishan waved the device, and the hologram
Vanished: no distractions. “Populations are often
Led by suggestion…unconscious reactions…
Such as peer pressure, the popular views
And opinions and so forth…discouraging critical
Thinking or recognizing flaws to a constructed
System…intimidating free thinkers…”

“The way of the bully.” Ceres added.

“Speculation is discouraged usually by
Rewarding those that excel in a desired
Game…or enterprise.”

“Brainwashing.” Ceres added again.

“Praise and celebrate the champion of a
Course of action…and many follow to
Embrace the same…” Brishan explained.
“And there you have a controlled society.”

“A slave world.” Ceres said.

“Now,” he went on to explain, quite calmly
With a soothing deep voice. “We…need to
Encourage free thinkers. Let them discuss
Things as much as they like. Let the
Skeptics challenge with doubts…
Tell those who are afraid to speak
That they are not alone…There are many
Others who feel as they do…And when
They see they are not alone…They will
Find strength in numbers if they can
Learn to listen together. Tell them to
Share their stories…share them. Don’t
They feel better and feel less afraid
When they discover they are not alone?”

A brief pause. He waited for my answer.
“Yes, I would think so.”

“So what are your people the most afraid
To talk about?” He asked, leaning one arm
Upon his knee and pointing. “Experiences,
Things they have seen they cannot
Explain…Things they feel that no one else
Does? Why, because they are afraid
Of being laughed at? Laughed at for
Being different, for seeing something most
Do not see?”

“Most of them miss a lot.” Ceres
Agreed. “Until it’s too late.”

“You have programmed a history and
Education system.” Brishan noted. “From
What I have seen fear is a powerful
Control system. Why?”

“The way of the bully.” Ceres repeated.

“Now let me ask you,” Brishan went on
Pointing, as though he were a teacher,
Teaching solely for me. “With
Regards to origins, your society tells you
That humans evolved from apes?”

“Ridiculous!” Ceres said.

“What if I were to tell you that humans
Did not come from apes at all?”

“I would not be surprised to hear that,” I
Said, “And I think a lot of people
Would agree…But how?”

Brishan smiled mysteriously. “Varence
Told you the story of the Adam and Eve ships…”

“The scoundrel certainly waited long enough
To share that story!” Ceres exclaimed.

“Yes,” I nodded, “That was amazing.”

“We will talk about that more,” Brishan
Said, “And other stories we would like
To discuss, but for now…” He paused reflecting
On his thoughts. “Your people have legends,
Particularly native tribes…age old tales of
Something called…the Sasquatch?”

“Yes,” I agreed, “I’ve heard of them…I think
I’ve even had some experiences…and some
Friends also have told me things…privately,
Stories they are afraid to say out loud. We
Also call them, Bigfoot. You know about them?”

“Yes,” he nodded. “The Watchers have
Noted these…beings.”

“That was part of Varence’s duties,” Ceres
Added as she tossed her hair over her
Shoulder. “In my opinion they fall under
The classification of a humanoid-being
Rather than a beast.”

“You know about them?” I asked. “What
Are they exactly?”

Brishan’s eyes wandered as he internalized
The words and a way to explain it. “They
Are an amalgamation…In some sense
An evolutionary product of the simian
Creation…on Earth…An infusion of
Many things…In essence, a primal
Reflection of nature. It is a complex
Definition, all life is really…particularly of
Something new.”

“Many argue the existence of Bigfoot.”
I told him. “Science calls it…the
Missing link between man’s evolution
From apes…They say it’s because we
Share the same genes as apes.”

“Of course they would say that,” Ceres
Laughed, “Your science is skewed towards
The beliefs of humans’ origins on Earth.”

“They are not that.” Brishan said. “You
Will soon find that DNA sequences can be
Shared by many things…That does not
Explain the Sasquatch by any means…”

“I’ve often wondered why they say that,”
I told him. “I mean if we are so similar
To apes, chimpanzees…then why do they say
They experiment so much on pigs…Organ
Transplants…pig hearts in primates…It
Confuses me.”

“Well precisely,” he went on, “If the
Human brains were so superior…then explain
The powers of the killer whale’s brain…
The dolphin…No, Sasquatch is different.”

“How different?”

“I’ve read the notes on your experiences,”
Brishan said as his eyes watched mine.
“How about you elaborate by telling me,
Writing for them, in the notebook, on
Your experiences…then we can review the
Aspects of confusing data.”

“Me again?” I said a little irritated, “Haven’t
I told enough stories?”

He laughed. “There are a lot of fascinating
Accounts there…Details that say a lot. Please
Tell me.”

“Brishan, my brother,” Ceres said warmly, “Is
Here because HE wanted to speak with you
More closely…Please tell him, it would mean
A lot.”

I was floored that this powerful man was
Interested in me, my awkward, clumsy
Little stories. “Alright, if you really
Feel it would help…”

“It would.” He said. “Please tell me.”

I paused briefly…For some reason
Certain memories began jumping back
Into my memory. How strange! I couldn’t
Help but wonder if it was their effect on
Me…exploring memories…

“There are several things that happened
Involving my bedroom window as I
Grew up.” I told him.

“Please explain.” He said.

“Well,” I started slowly, “When I was
Growing up I was always afraid to be in
My room alone…especially at night.

“I became obsessed with having pets in
My room, for company. All kinds…I
Had hamsters, guinea pigs, mice…
But I especially loved keeping
Birds…parakeets, I really loved those
Little parakeets, they were so cute.”

“Birds are colorful little characters.”
Ceres pointed out. “Extremely under-
Appreciated.” She nodded for me to continue.

“There was a series of…episodes,” I
Continued to explain… “They always
Happened at night, ONLY at night…
When everyone else was asleep…so no one
Else could see…And when I tried to
Tell, it usually was very hard…At least
For me. They always dismissed it as
A child’s over-active imagination.
But I’m telling you this was no imagination.
It made no sense…and confused
Me for years…

“But the animals knew, they
Were like my…alarm bell? And
The other animals, our dogs
And cats were always stranger too…”

“Interesting.” Brishan said.

“I remember in the
Spring, I will never forget…
The moon was full those nights…
And all the animals were acting up
Every night…By day they had their
Moments too. Usually they were calm
And normal…But at that time they were
More keyed up…nervous, especially the birds
In their cages, they just never calmed

“But for years it always happened in the
Spring…March, April, May…

“During one full moon when I was about 16,
I went to bed around 11pm…covered the
Animal cages with blankets or old towels…and
Went to bed, nothing unusual. The moon was full
And bright…so bright that it lit the room even
Through the blinds that covered the windows…

“I had a large parakeet cage to the left of my
Bed…with 4 brightly, different colored
Parakeets…They were so
Much fun to watch, I always loved
The birds, such little characters.
On the other side of the room I had
A guinea pig, a rabbit, and two hamsters…
I was always addicted to having so many
Pets…They were often better friends than
Most people.

“But I remember very clearly that night
More than any other…because of the animals,
I always noticed more things by watching
The animals…I loved watching them, their
Movements, their behaviors. Despite what
Some people believe animals all have very
Distinct personalities…You just have to
Know how to watch them.

“I had gone to bed, the animal cages were
Covered but I couldn’t sleep. The moonlight
Filled the room through the windows, it was
So bright maybe that’s why I couldn’t sleep.

“The house was very quiet, but I could
Hear the animals move in their cages…
The rabbit nibbling on his chew toy…
The guinea pig scratching himself…
Then there was the silence…At first I
Didn’t think much of it…like everything was
Frozen…Then outside the windows I heard
Something, I’m not sure how to describe it. It
Was more than the wind, more than the usual
Night sounds, some kind of movement.

“The room felt frozen still, very eerie. Then
There was an explosion of activity in the parakeet
Cage. Wings flapping, the little birds making
Tiny screeching sounds like they were
Fighting over seating arrangements or something.
I kept hushing them, telling them to relax,
Be quiet. But they only grew louder,
More active, flapping fluttering wings like
They were fighting over perches or something…
I used to call it fighting over seating
Arrangements. I kept telling them to be
Quiet, to go to sleep, talking to them like
They were little feathered people. But they
Wouldn’t listen, it was like they
Were fighting and it grew worse and
Worse and louder.

“So finally I couldn’t take it. I got out
Of bed, turned on the light, uncovered the cage
To see what’s the problem. All 4 of them
Were all worked up…but not fighting. It
Was like they were in a state of panic?
I kept studying them to see who the
Troublemaker was, but they didn’t appear
To be fighting, they seemed frightened, very

“I looked over at them other animals’ cages…
The rabbit, the guinea pig, the hamsters…were
All tightly balled up, motionless, curled up
In the farthest corner away from the
Windows. They were breathing hard, but
Frozen, as though they were scared to move?
It felt like they were…hiding? That’s
The only way to describe it.

“Something felt very off, very wrong. I
Studied the parakeets…They slowly calmed
Down a bit, but they were clearly scared
Of something. But no one was fighting?
They too, were all squeezed
Together in the farthest corner away
From the windows…like they wanted
To get as far away from the windows
As possible. Something just felt WRONG.
That’s the only way to describe it.

“I kept studying all the animals. They all
Appeared this way, frightened, terrified.
Why? Why were they all trying to
Get away from the windows? It was very
Obvious that was what they were doing…

“So I turned off the light and stood there,
This eerie feeling trying to understand the
Animals. They were so frightened. They looked
Like they were either trying to hide or get as far
Away from the windows as possible. Why?

“The moonlight filled the room, my eyes
Slowly adjusted to the change in light…
Then the parakeets became frantic again.
Flapping wings, screeching…But the other
Animals were motionless, completely silent.
What was scaring them? Why?

“Then…as I stood there trying to understand
What was happening by the parakeet
Cage…I saw it…A shadow moved past
The windows, it was HUGE! First it moved
Past the left window…it appeared to be
The shadow of a VERY large person…
Walking, moving very slowly…Then it
Stopped in front of the window directly
Opposite me…It was massive, enormous! The
Head came nearly to the top of the window,
The shoulders at least as wide as the
Windows…It had…no neck, it seemed?
A somewhat pointy skull…And it just
Stood there, opposite me…outside, the
Moonlight distinctly giving it shape.

“I couldn’t move, I could not move or blink.
But the parakeets went absolutely nuts!
I could see them flapping around trying
Desperately to get as far away from the
Windows as possible…pushing themselves,
Squeezing against each other into the farthest,
Highest corner of the cage to get out, get
Away from the windows…
That thing! Outside…It felt like it was
Watching me through the windows, through
The blinds…but how? And I could not
Move…somehow I managed to tilt my
Head…Then it tilted its head, mimicking me?
There was a heavy breathing sound it
Made through the glass, awful…inhuman.
Like a grunting? The feeling…was the
Worst ever. It was studying me and I
Could feel it. It was like it could see
Right through the blinds and shades as if
They weren’t there at all!

“And whatever it was, it absolutely
Terrified the animals like crazy! I have
No idea how long this went on, at least twenty
Minutes or more…The feeling was awful…
Like I was being sized up?

“It was the parakeets that snapped me out
Of it. They were so scared to death I couldn’t
Take it. Somehow I managed to whisper
Desperately, ‘Go away!’ Then it very
Slowly turned and left…

“The parakeets soon calmed down…Then
The other animals…What was that thing?

“I somehow managed to get to bed, a restless
Sleep. The next day I told my family, no
One believed me but my sister. I was
Totally confused. What was it, a person?
A burglar? Why were the animals so scared?
I had heard of Bigfoot…but come on, in
New Jersey?

“So the next night it happened again…
The animals…sheer panic…The mysterious
Hulking visitor at my windows in the moonlight
Scaring them…Again I went to stand by
The parakeet cage…to watch it. I was
Too terrified to open the blinds and see
What it was…I wanted to just rip them
Open but I was too scared of what I
Would see. The parakeets went absolutely
Nuts…as this thing appeared to watch me
Through the covered windows…There was no
Good feeling about it at all.

“Then finally, I guess it was too much,
The parakeets made strange sounds and
Started falling to the bottom of the cage.
I grew angry and yelled at the thing
To ‘get out of here and don’t come back!’

“It slowly turned and left…Then I
Turned the light on to find the parakeets
Breathing hard on the bottom of the cage.
Then I saw that one of them was upside
Down, not moving…dead. Of course it was
The prettiest one, my favorite…The light
Yellow and blue one…I was so angry.
Why…What could have scared them so bad,
Scared one so much it scared the
Poor little bird to death?”

“What do you think it was?” Brishan asked.

“They say Bigfoot, Sasquatch is the
Missing link.” I told them. “If that’s
True…then why does it scare animals
So bad? How could they know it was there
Through the blinds?”

“You know why.” Brishan only said.

“It’s no natural creature…Or else
Animals would not be scared to death by it.”

Ceres only smiled silently as Brishan
Looked back and forth between us… “Did
Anything like that ever happen again?”

“I started noticing things…over
The years…with the animals…when
They grew restless at nothing, stared at
The woods…Something was there…

“When I was 18, my senior year…A
Friend of mine from high school who shared
Similar experiences as me…told me a story
That happened to her right near my house…

“She had gone to her girlfriend’s house
After school one day to ride her horses. They
Would sometimes go riding in the woods near
Me…through the fire trails…the dirt roads
That the Wildlife Department used
To manage brush fires and study wildlife
In the Pine Barrens…That’s what they call
The state forest preserve of New Jersey…

“One afternoon after school when she
Was about 15 or 16…They had taken her
Friend’s 2 horses through the woods for a
Typical leisure ride, nothing special…They
Were not drinking or doing drugs, just
Riding…making small talk, gossip,
Discussing boys, that sort of thing.

“One minute they are talking, having
Fun riding…Then all of a sudden the horses
Come to a dead stop on the fire road…
They couldn’t figure out why. The horses,
Twitched nervously staring off into the
Woods to the right…

“When she looked into the woods, she
Saw what she described as… ‘It looked
Like a bear; a big brown bear digging in
The brush maybe 6 to 10 feet away.’
Now the woods here are thick with
Underbrush…sticker-bushes, briars, thorns,
Weeds…It’s not easy at all to walk through
In some places…

“So they stared at this ‘thing’ digging
Into the brush. It was HUGE, nearly
As big as the horses…It was brown,
But had no tail…and almost seemed
To have a butt or something…like a
Person? But it was massive, very thickly
Built. She watched it for a few moments
Thinking, ‘What the hell is that? A
Bear? There aren’t brown bears in New
Jersey…especially bears THAT big.

“Her girlfriend was on her left and couldn’t
See it as well. All she cared about was
Getting the horses to move…she kept kicking
Hers, shouting for the horse to move.

“But the horses would NOT move…They
Only watched intently at this ‘thing.’

“Then suddenly the thing made some
Awful grunting noise, and she swears
It suddenly… ‘stood up’ like a person
Would…At which point she freaked
Out thinking, ‘What the hell is that?’

“The creature turned slowly to look
At them, but before she could make
Out any details of a face or form…
The horses neighed and shrieked and
Started stomping like crazy at the
Ground…Then, before they could even
Scream…the horses bolted… ‘They
Bolted like hell,’ she said, and
Jumped into a run unlike she had
Ever experienced.

“They tried to control the horses, but
She said nothing could stop them, they
Totally ignored the girls on their backs,
Any reins or side kicks or commands…
The horses only ran full speed down
The dirt road…

“But what really terrified her was
When she clung to the horse for
Dear life and looked into the woods
To the right… it scared her to death.

“This thing, this creature…whatever it
Was, was following them. Built like a
Huge bear, so massive, the way it
Moved was insane for its size…

“It leapt over fallen trees, crashed
Through brush and ran and jumped
And ran, bouncing off the trees like
Some huge gorilla or something. And when
It bounced off the trees, the trees shook
So hard like they would snap. For its
Size and strength, despite how thick
The woods and brush was this thing
Kept up with the horses at top speed.

“Those horses ran like hell and that thing
Kept up with them no problem at

“Those horses were so scared to
Death they ran so fast and hard
When they came to the end of
The fire road upon a busy main
Highway they ran right into traffic…
Somehow…cars swerved, honked,
People screamed…But the horses
Crossed the road and ran all
The way home and didn’t stop
Until they were home in the corral.

“They never saw the thing again. But
She did try to go back later to look
For it when she found the nerve.”

Brishan looked to Ceres, who did
Not seem surprised.

“What kind of thing could do that?”
I asked. “What could keep up with
Those horses and be so big? Nothing
Can move through the woods like that
Here…in New Jersey?
If it is Bigfoot, Sasquatch or
Whatever…Why does it scare animals
So bad? It scared them to death?!
Now the animals clearly sense
Something…something unnatural.

“My parakeets and pets, sense it
Through a wall or covered window?

“Dogs and cats run from it.
Horses are terrified and run from it.

“If it is a missing link…why would an
Animal have this sort of supernatural
Power over them?”?

“Because it’s more than animal.”
Ceres said. “It’s more than natural.”

“What you need to know and be aware
Of,” Brishan said, “Is that they
Have powers beyond human…humans
On Earth that is…most at least. They
Know your people are looking for them,
They laugh at this. You will not find
Them until they want to be found. NOT
Until your numbers reach a critical point.”

“They are observers.” Ceres said. “They
Are meant to find those who
Are different…tagging them for
Their superiors…They are drawn to intuitives,
To mark them. But there are
Different clans and tribes, not all
Do this…But they were bred this

“You need to pay attention to those
Details…” Brishan said. “Because
They know your species is on a clock.
They know what’s coming. So when
You hear about them, just know
They have a job to do…When they
Disappear then you start to worry.
Keep watching the animals. They will
Always tell you what you need to
Know. Remember that…” He sighed.
“We’ll discuss more of what you
Need to know next time. These
Are signs to know.”



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 15OCT2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (15  October 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 Bell Tolls…The Secret Factor…The Ancient Plan… (Repost)

”Alone the Glory and the Spoil
I always Laughing bore away;
The Triumphs, without Pain or Toil,
Without the Hell, the Heav’n of Joy.
And while I thus at random rove
Despise the Fools that whine for Love.”
…Aphra Behn…
…A Thousand Martyrs I Have Made…

And so it’s come to this…
The Pulse has arrived…and will only get
Stronger…It’s just the beginning…
Some will cry, some will sigh…
While others will grow insane…or Die…
That’s the Purging…
The Effects will be varied before the
Potency of its activations occurs…

There are basically 3 different kinds
Of Prophecies…
Natural…of, for Nature…
Such as the Hopi, or Native American
Prophecies forecasting the consequences
Of the Wrath of the Earth…
And the Great Father…the Seven Thunders…

Magical or Mystical Prophecies…
Involving Astrology, all manner of
Predictions of the Stars…Involving the
Seemingly inevitable catastrophes or…
Re-shaping of things…due to ignorance,
The abuse of the Earth, or simply
Cataclysmic change…
Most commonly seen in the Mayan
Calendar’s foreclosure of 2012…

Biblical Prophecies…
Involving Religious Predictions, Revelations
And the Wrath of God, the Apocalyptic
Consequences of ages of Ignorance,
The Neglect of Virtue, Recklessness,
Sins of blood, the Flesh…over-indulgence…
Punishment for basically being
A wild brat for too long.

In haste and over-confidence
Mankind, or rather Big Brother could
Avoid such things with science…
So it would seem…
So they thought…
Of course Heaven expected this…
As did the Creators of the Pulse…

In a sense this was a test…
As was when those alien races, against
Better judgment, gave the Time Technology
To the Secret Powers of the Earth,
I.E…Those that venture through
The Stargate…The Stargate Program…
So that Big Brother could secretly alter
Time and Events…under the pretense of
Saving the Earth…to help it and its people.
The Time Technology was supposed to be
A gift…Instead our greedy Big Brother
Members sought to preserve the Earth’s
Corrupt state for their own agenda…
To continue the Slave mentality contract…
Keep the World Dumb and Working…
So that the Rich could stay Rich and
Get Richer…
So they could further medical experiments
Another Secret Alien Contract…
To study both Earth bound and Extra-Terrestrial
Diseases…For the pursuit of Drug Studies
And Eternal Youth…
But even worse…So that Big Brother
Could strengthen and fortify its own place
In the Universe with greater Technology…
Medically altered Super Soldiers…
So that they could force their way
Into a Higher Political Place in the Universe…

When the Council of Planets discovered
What Earth’s Controlling Group had done,
The Contract with the Time Technology was
Nullified…the problem was too much
Damage had been done…Prophetic Earth
Changes had already been manipulated
And avoided, the natural order of things
Corrupted…beyond repair…
And basically the State of the Council
Of Worlds, the Universe…in a dire state,
Potentially at an end and under the
Massive threat of the Reptillian Collective

And a Divine Covenant…Foiled…
In other words, that promise in the
Bible of a better future got flushed down
The toilet.

The Council had noble intentions…
To save the Earth, without hands-on
Intervention…and they were masterfully
Talked into it…
You know what happened…
Dates came and went…nothing happened…
Lives and the time-line were drastically changed…
That sick feeling in your gut grew…
And everybody got screwed.
What to do what to do.
What could be done?
Fixing Time is no easy matter.

But you see, there are greater secrets
In the Universe that only a few
Know about.
That’s where…the Pulse comes in…

While I am only permitted to reveal
Limited information on this…
The Council contacted Operatives
Inside a place I called…Tellus…
A world hidden outside of Time…
The physics and laws of time do not apply to Tellus.
Full of beings from several worlds,
Both refugees, Super Beings and Super Scientists…
It’s a safe place from the Darkness…
Enriched by all the Technology the Stars
Possess…the Best of the Best so to speak…
They preserve the order of things
Under Heaven…
In other words…if you think something,
Be it an animal, plant, thing or even
A race of people is extinct…think again.
Tellus…has its Operatives that watch over
People places and things…
It’s the origin of the Pulse.
My contacts…were from Tellus…
Yes, this is where The Lady in the Garden
Is from…They have humans there…
Some are Pleiadians…some from other
Places, worlds in time…Some are even from
Ancient Earth…

They knew the Angel would visit me…
That’s why I was a candidate…

Why am I telling this?
Because…Big Brother…you can not win…
The Pulse will activate DNA, dormant
Memories…if you aren’t balanced spiritually
You will become your own worst enemy.
All of the Prophecies will be activated…
At the same time…
1 you can stop…but not all, not all
At the same time.
I told you, you were only going to make
Things worse…Better get out those diapers now.

Why am I revealing this secret now?
Because that’s what I was supposed to do…
These posts…until the Pulse came…
Then my job was done…
And the next phase will begin…

Once the Pulse peaks and activates the first event,
It will subside…its withdrawal then
Triggering the cascade of the rest…
Consider this like the withdrawal of a drug…
It won’t be pretty.

While I will keep posting…for as long as I can
For as long as the Internet permits…
Now it’s different. Now…the fun begins…

But to be honest, Big Brother, after recent
Events I’ve gone through, that my family
Has gone through…the attacks…
I’m not happy.
And there will be consequences.
Clearly you don’t know what you’re dealing
With here…but you will.
I’m not happy…And if you ever want
My further help, Big Brother
You’ll have to pay for it. Seriously.
Don’t threaten me or make me uncomfortable,
You won’t like it if you do.

Dear Mr. Secret Agent Man…
Consider this…with what’s to come…
You may want to watch these movies
before too long…
Titantic, the newer version…
The Day the Earth Stood Still…the classic,
Black and white version…
And of course, The Last Unicorn…hint, hint.

Dear Mr. Spacemen…
Yes I still have some things you
Probably should know in upcoming posts…
You might want to take notes…
Like what I’ve said about the snow…
About us sharing the same fate.

People are funny though…
Preaching Peace, and Love…not living in Fear…
Actions speak louder than words.

What’s really remarkable: That
No one…not one single time…
Have I heard anything about being Brave…
Living with courage…or Faith.
Why is that?

I will be taking advice in the future
On…stop being so nice…
I’m not happy about recent events,
A line was crossed.
Oh sure, you’re all probably saying
What could I possibly say or do?
The next phase begins…
What does that mean?

That’s all for now.

My artwork….Medicine Man



Galactic Lightship Dreamflights 8OCT2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (8  October 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 Dreamflight 1OCT2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (1  October 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: The Thunders…The Thunder Drums…The Red Light in the Sky…

*SONG* “I Dreamed A Dream” by Susan Boyle

There was a party…
It feels impossible to write.

The circle of light…
Sitting there with them…as before, like
So many times. Brishan, in his uniform,
Varence beside him…that determined look on
His face…and then Ceres, who was quiet
And fierce looking…this was the most
Uncomfortable meeting by far.

“He has to write this now.” Varence said,
Nodding at me. “Tell them.”

“Why?” Ceres said looking away, then back
To me. “You don’t have to if you don’t want to.”

“Yes, he does.” Varence insisted, nodding.
“And he has to tell them right now.”

An uncomfortable pause.
Brishan’s friendly face watched me…
Waiting. “You said you would.”

I had to think of a way. I swear I
Felt like it was being pulled out of me.
“Tell them.” Varence’s voice was like
Some magnet making it happen.

This is not fiction. I wish it were.
I will do the best I can.

There was a party in the fall of 1990…
It was around this time of year, early
October. The first frost came early
That year…it was one of those fall
Seasons where everything felt more intense…
Everything. Moods were more unsettled,
There was a lot of tension because of
The news and the situation with the
Gulf War building. It was a dark time.
People were strange, friendly but not…
Like everyone was uncomfortable and
The stress levels were so high it felt as
Though you were walking on egg shells
Everywhere you went.

Words seem to feel like they are being
Pulled from my head.

Maybe the best way to explain this is
To start earlier, earlier that year
That is.

There was a boy, 18, who was readying
To graduate from high school back in
May. It started out normal, your typical
High school graduation excitement I
Suppose. Is that typical?

He had been having a lot of paranormal
Dreams that May…dreaming in foreign
Languages…Well, at first he thought
They were nonsense…
Then he has this dream of this mysterious
Beautiful blond woman who had been
Visiting his dreams throughout his life…
Always appearing before something
Awful happened.

This time she appeared, she was very
Pregnant…very, very pregnant. She told
Him things about some strange future
Involving outer space and travelers.
It was then she had finally told him
For the first time that she was not from
Earth…that she came to visit him to
Ease his mind, that no matter what
Happens that he was going to be alright…
To keep going no matter how terrible
It felt…that one day it would make
Sense. But she was forbidden to say
Too much. Only that when he was older
He would do important things…That she
Had to leave to go home to have her child.
For her people, having a baby was a serious
Event…They devoted years to raising their
Children, to them new life was precious…And
They spent at least the first 30 years of
The child’s life preparing them for…
Their path. Then she said a few other
Things, and explained he would not see
Her again for a long time, that soon
Her replacement would come to…guide him?
Then she was gone.

Strange dream of course, they always
Were. After school he went to see his
Grandmother to tell her about these
Dreams…About the nonsense languages
He dreamt in…He recited phrases. That’s
When she told him, it wasn’t nonsense…
He was dreaming in Russian? But how
Could he, he had never been to Russia
Nor knew its language.
It terrified him because these dreams
Were of the past…Another life…
Where he had died, shot in the chest
At close range by a guard in some prison
Camp…full of political prisoners and
Their families…He was breaking up a
Fight of men bullying his little brother
When the guards came and fired into
The crowd…The bullets hit him in the
Chest…He hit the ground…The people
Were screaming in Russian, “Get the
Surgeon!” His brother hovered over him,
Begging not to be left alone…It was a
Camp of men, they bullied all the younger
Ones…Voices faded…as he lay on the ground
Staring up into the sky…the clouds opened
Up into a blinding light that grew…
And there was singing, beautiful choirs
Singing from the light, until everything
Was a blinding golden-white light…
Then there was no feeling, no memories,
Only the light and singing…
It ended with the strong sense of
Guilt of leaving him behind unprotected.

The bullets didn’t hurt, there was no feeling,
Only pressure, no breath…only feelings…
The bond with this brother…And the pull of
The singing and the light…
There is no tunnel…When Heaven takes you,
Everything becomes a blinding golden-white
Light…Feelings and memories exist…And
The physical becomes a meaningless
Dream. The singing is endless, with
Music…It is the greatest peace to know.

He told this to his grandmother…
He used to rub, massage, her knees and
Feet after school…She was trying to
Influence him to become a physical
Therapist, like she had been…For a
Proper, respectable, money-making future.
This also helped her walk, as she told
Him he had some kind of miraculous
Hands that gave her the ability to
Walk…healing hands.
But she was more consumed by herself
And her health problems…His dreams
Made her nervous…She had always told
Him that he inherited the family ‘gift’
From her mother…Who dreamt and saw
Things before they happened…But it was
A dark gift, evil…He had to pray for God
To make it stop…The Bible teaches us
These things are not meant for us, only
God and His Angels. He had to pray
Constantly to make it stop…or it
Would consume him, drive him crazy
And God would be angry with him…The
Devil touches us this way sometimes to
Play with our minds…to stray from
God…etc.etc.etc…An endless lecture…

A lecture of the biggest bullshit
Ever shoveled on a young mind to scare
Them to death!

After the lecture…she tells him she
And his grandfather are moving to
Florida at the end of May…

What about my graduation?

She had already seen his mother, his
Uncle and sister graduate…These things
Are all the same…Her health was more
Important…She was suffering various
Health issues…Florida is a miraculous
Place you know, people live longer there,
Are healthier, etc…Didn’t he care about
Her health? He was being selfish asking
Her to stay for a graduation that had
No meaning really…seen one seen them
All…He was literally struck numb
And silent…

The things she said…it was as if this
Highly spiritual, religious old world woman
From Europe…had become another
Person…cold, insensitive…And he was
A selfish child for wanting her to
Stay for graduation…The lecture was
Ridiculous…He wasn’t allowed to speak…
Pray to God for guidance…Forget about
A career in art, go to medical school,
All artists are losers…Move to Florida
After graduation…Take care of grandma,
Become a doctor or physical therapist…
Stop being so selfish…

It had begun…

From that moment on, life became full of
These onslaughts of speeches and attacks…
His grandparents moved to Florida
At the end of May…but something
Very disturbing happened…once they
Got there, grandma got to Florida she
Grew very ill with pneumonia…and
Was terribly sick for months. Apparently
The climate change was too much for her.

For weeks this sort of theme continued…
Friends, without warning turned on this
Boy…As graduation approached they
Kept complaining he had this hugely
Successful future ahead of him in art
While they had no idea what to do with
Their lives…Being around him made them
Feel like losers, so they said…They whined
And cried endlessly about graduation…
He kept telling them nothing was
Written in stone, anything was possible…
But they wouldn’t listen…

He told some friends about what his
Grandmother did, said…Most would NOT
Believe him…That was ridiculous…
What grandmother would do that?
Pointless details…

Friends made excuses not to talk…
Not to hang out…The girls cried about
Their pitiful futures…The guys just
Partied and drank…That’s what most
Seniors in high school do at graduation…
It’s actually a very strange time…
Excited that high school is over…
Terrified of the future…That’s why everyone
Wants to party and get drunk…too
Much stress…too hard to think…
Peer pressure…big dreams malformed
By the media…movies, television…rock stars…
Dreams of fame and fortune,
Marrying someone rich…To make all
Your friends jealous…Friends seduce the
Best looking one they can find to parade
Them around like it’s love…They don’t
Know each other at all…
It’s all heavy petting and performance,
And lots and lots of drama…
Then in secret with their friends
They complain how unloved they feel…
Or brag about what great sex they’re
Having…Someone ends up pregnant…
The parties never end, underage
Drinking and drugs…

The heaviest partiers and complainers
Are always the ones who can’t seduce
The ones they want. Devastating problems.
Earth shattering…They always talk
And never listen…What great adults
They become…


This kid, this boy is bombarded with
Endless guilt trips…don’t speak, only
Listen…Are teenagers demons in
Human form? When you think about
Behavior patterns…high school is a lot
Like Hell…Especially if you’re fat in an
Age where fat is a crime…Then you starve
Yourself to death to be thin just to be
Treated like a human being…
He had done that as well…And
Oddly enough no one ever remembered
Him being fat…because he looked
So different…

The Number One Thing you learn in
School is…looks are all that matter…
Thank God adults outgrow this…
And pictures are so unimportant.

The Number Two Rule growing up…
Collect as many good looking friends as
You can…Thank God we outgrow this as
Adults…Can you imagine what the
World would be like if we didn’t? Scary.

But fortunately this formerly fat boy
Was spared this…because everyone completely
Forgot what he was, who he was, or how
They had once treated him after he lost the weight.
Such miraculously convenient memories
People have!

Onward, I will try to abbreviate this as
Best as possible…time is precious.

Graduation day came…
A mutual friend of the boy and his sister
Came to see graduation…since she missed hers,
And his sister’s…

Graduation week was a mess of selfish thrills
And insults…He kept his mouth shut and
Endured…During graduation practice…
A group of his fellow classmates thought it
Would be fun to harmlessly harass, poke, pinch,
Stab, kick, grope and sling insults at him…
It was surreal, as if they were possessed…
It went on and on…The principal was 5 feet
Away but never noticed…No one told them to
Stop because kids will be kids…it was
Harmless fun, right? I mean it was graduation
Day…who cares, anything goes!
Because any other time, it might have
Been considered abusive or an assault.

No big deal. If anything goes…He snapped,
Completely broke…so when they had
Senior lunch (a special event)…He
Walked out…Asked a friend, who had
Just previously asked to wean their
Friendship down because he was a guy,
She was a girl…blah, blah…she only wanted
Female friends…Anyway, he asked her to
Walk out to his car…as he had a
Breakdown, so that she could pass on to
Everyone that he was leaving and not coming

His breakdown terrified her, but she passed
The message on…that was his official last
Day in that hell hole…He drove off…

Absolutely no control, no mind, no feeling,
There were tears and noise…no thinking…
That’s when it came…

There was some supernatural force that
Descended, a powerful presence…a female voice
He never knew…guided the car to his
Sister’s work…where he remained that day…as
The world fell apart…As he broke, his
Family and friends came to the conclusion
He had to go to graduation, that was their
Support…But his sister insisted it was
His choice, not theirs…Endless guilt was
Dumped on him to go…

How? What for? Punish a group of bullies
On graduation day and make a huge scene
Of something awful? No, he kept his mouth
Shut, went home and spent the night in bed
Watching a movie…
While everyone else cried that his graduation
Day had been ruined for THEM.
Oh well…Yes, by not going to his graduation
He ruined it for THEM…He was selfish…
A few people called him a selfish coward…
Anyway, you get the idea.

The guilt trips continued, with lectures…
And that supernatural force grew angry…

He went to no graduation parties, he buried it.
Fast forward. Guilt. Lectures. Speeches.
A cowardly selfish boy.
A few days later his father was
Crippled in this awful home accident…
Both his knee caps were broken off in a fall…

1 week later, while on a late night ride with
His sister and a couple friends…They were in
A major car accident…The car was totaled…
His sister’s friend was driving her car…
Boom Boom Boom…Cops…The hospital…
The friend’s parents basically washed their
Hands of their daughter, said it was her
Mess and dumped her…So his parents took
Her in, sparing her from being homeless.
It was insane, ridiculous, horrible.

It was like some dark force was at work…
Versus a supernatural presence that watched

The guilt trips and lectures ended however,
Transforming into pity parties for the girl
Who crashed the car and the father’s awful
Accidents…Things grew worse and worse.
The mother was forced to become the family
Work force taking on additional jobs to
Support everyone, this wore her raw…

The summer was awful…The boy’s friends
Were typical…wanting to celebrate their
Freedom summer…while his was utter hell.
Conflict. Because he had so selfishly ruined
Graduation for everyone—they all felt guilty
For wanting to have fun…instead they turned
To pity the girlfriend who totaled his sister’s
Car…Monsters were born this way.

Now when so many awful things happen
So close together it’s obvious something is
Wrong…That a dark force is out to break
Your spirit…so you keep going…

The stress levels sky rocketed.
The father came home from the hospital,
Due to a lack of funds…The boy was forced to
Be the family nursemaid for him…

His unstable nature was to say the least
Unpleasant for the family, no one wanted
To care for him…But the cowardly selfish
Boy did it…and the housework, since the
Mother had to work…as did his sister.

The pitiful friend who stayed with them
Spent most of the time in bed crying
Because her family abandoned her…

The boy played nurse to a crippled man
Who needed constant attention…

Endless speeches and lectures were given on
How to cope…Basically, don’t complain, you’re
Not allowed to speak, only listen. Do as you
Are told. Others come first…Somehow in
This chaos hell the victims become lost…
Who is really suffering? Who hurts the most?
Guilt is typically laid upon the one
Who started it all…of course…

If things could just have been a little different…
If people had been kinder…
These things only attract the attention
Of higher forces…both good and bad…

For those paying attention…it becomes
Clear when things like this happen…
That something is watching everything.

Bad things kept happening to those
Around this boy every time he grew upset…
It started every time
Someone continued to hurt him…or give him
Guilt or awful lectures, bad things
Happened to them…Something had to be
Doing it, it was too much too fast. The
Summer was insane.

By the end of the summer, the family was
RAW…tension was indescribable…Everyone
Was suffering in some way, you have to
Know that. But everyone has feelings, hurts,
And has problems. You must always respect
That…You don’t know what someone else
Is going through, what kind of day they are
Having…how they woke up that morning…
Were they sick? Called names? Hit?
How close are they…to the edge…

Weigh all those things and getting through
Just one day…one day at a time is pure

So what happens next…September comes,
And the boy starts college…perfect.
No stress levels there. Freshman year, hurray!

College is not a place for adults…It’s
A place where egos grow…Kids party
And work…And a whole new set of
Rules are carved into your soul by who-
Ever teaches the class…Much like any
New job.

Freshman are terrified enough. Can you
Imagine how a shattered soul feels
Starting college after a summer of hell?
But the college professors were…so
Amazingly different…One is awesome
And fun…while the next is the
Most arrogant piece of garbage you
Have ever met in your life…

The worst advice he ever heard
Was preached to him by his preceptor…
His work was poor from the start…
If you can’t focus on your work, you’re
Wasting their time…They don’t care about
Your personal problems in college…or in
Life, you keep your personal problems to
Yourself and do your work…that’s what
Life is…HA.

For the record…No one does this…It is
Impossible, especially for young people, to
Leave their problems at home…Everyone
Carries their problems with them wherever
They go…That’s why the world is screwed
Up. It’s normal.

The best thing you can do is be kind
As much as you can…hoping that it helps
Someone…that you don’t hurt them, so
They won’t hurt you…so maybe
You break the awful endless chain
Of events of pain or anguish out there…

And it you’re going to break or feel
That you might…Please, don’t listen
To some jerk out there giving you a
Speech or guilt trip…You have to survive…
And I know it’s hard, but you have to be
Kind in this world…or it will kill you…

Now, the details have been set enough…
For the story here…of
The Red Light in the Sky…

This is hard to write…I’m sorry for the
Broken words, they’re pulling it out of my
Head; it is buried deep enough.

September for the freshman boy was brutal…
The summer of hell never seemed to end…
The lectures, the chores, the work, the guilt
Trips…it never ended…Much like high school
And his former fat years…there was no escape…
At home or school there was no escape,
The criticism was just different; more personal
At home and more blind at school…

But you keep your mouth shut, and keep going…

One blessing was he bought himself a batch
Of baby chicks that he ordered from a hatchery
Catalog that summer…He had always wanted
Them, so that was his graduation gift to himself.
Lame yes, I know…but he loved animals…His
Family always had a lot of pets and they had
Given many pets over the years…But by far
Those baby chicks were the best…so small
And helpless and fun to care for. Animals don’t
Judge, and are always the best friends you’ll
Ever have…They were his retreat…to sit outside
At the chicken coop with the little birds to
Watch them peck and scratch and play with
Them…You should try it, it’s very fulfilling…

Anyway…early October came…
A lot of stress had built in the house
With the friend, a Jennifer, that stayed with them…
She had sort of worn out her welcome,
Not of her own doing exactly but mostly
Due to the influence of friends who
Kept encouraging her independence…Instead
Of telling her to respect some house rules
Of living in the house they kept telling
Her to be her own person and write her
Own rules…which was fine if she was living
On her own, but she wasn’t.

I need to point out here, that when you’re young
You tend to have friends for random reasons…
Friends that live close-by, neighbors, friends
You’ve known since grammar school, and
Then friends you really like and connect with…
When you combine a group like this you
Have a menagerie of personalities…both good
And bad…It takes years to figure out
Sometimes how to choose friends…

In this case, there were a lot of spoiled rotten
Little girls whose parents indulged their every
Whim, never taught them right or wrong
Thus creating these little monstrous princesses
Who saw themselves as women of the
World…women who demanded and insisted
Respect, endless rewards and attention
And criticized everything…
They frequently preached women’s rights,
As spoiled girls often do…meaning
They work as little as possible, wear a
Lot of gold…and spend most of their
Time chasing boys and complaining they
Can’t get the cute boys they want.

Not all of them were that bad, but you
Get the idea…

One girl, at 19, inherited her grandmother’s
Small lagoon-front home…and took up her
Independence there…without parents. She held
All the parties at her house, mostly
Drinking…boys, girls…and wild types…you
Know the ones…

The friend Jennifer’s father had decided to
Take his daughter back…and they would
Work out their family problems…so all the kids
Had a sort of farewell party for her…

The party…
For the boy, he had just had the worst
Day of college yet…with his preceptor
Bringing him into her office for her critical
Review of his work…it was poor, what
Was he doing in school, blah blah…
The whole inconsiderate speech of leave
Your personal problems at home, be an adult,
Etc…It was sickening…

That night…a Friday night party, at the
Party girl’s house…The kids were drinking…

There were basically two types of kids
There…The pampered princesses…aka: chubby
Little fancy dressed girls who flirted and
Talked dumb endlessly, talked highly about
Themselves, gossiped, drank…in other words,
The boys ignored them because they were
Bitchy, spoiled and looked like trolls; their words.

And then there were the wild boys…The rebels,
The ones that dressed in leather, always
Partied, ran with the fast crowd, worked at
Either gas stations or labor jobs…talked dirty,
Talked big…were popular with girls…
In other words, they basically wanted to get
Drunk and get laid…

There were a few other types…The college boy,
A few of his friends from school, the Jennifer,
His sister…and of course one of his friends—
One of the prettiest girls all the guys wanted
But never got because all she ever wanted was
Presents and to talk about herself.

It was quite a mix.
At the party the boy kept trying to drink,
But the beer was awful, the alcohol burned…He
Didn’t understand how people drank this stuff…
So he basically spent most of the time off
To the side smoking quietly talking with a
Few of his more reasonable friends…

Just a note…since he had lost the weight
From school he attracted more of the
Better looking friends…It wasn’t a plan,
It just happened. And they were just friends.

A small group of them moved outside to
Talk to get away from drinking just to
Talk…Jennifer was there, Veronica…
The boy…and a couple of the spoiled rotten
Little princesses that boys had awful names for,
We’ll call them Hetti and Liza…

They were wishing Jennifer good luck
For when she left…when someone
Noticed the night sky…It was crisp and
Clear and cold…so beautifully lit up…
But there was something strange. A red light.
A red star? They kept staring at it.

There was something wrong with it, off about it.
They had never seen it before. Someone
Suggested it was a satellite or something, then
It was gone. That was weird.

Then Hetti and Liza started complaining, again
As they often did…why the boys weren’t paying
Any attention to them…The boys ought to
Be grateful to have girls like them you
Know, they had so much to offer, so much
Love and caring and wonderful company,
Blah, blah, etc. etc…

Boys ran from these girls. In fact they
Scared them away.

So one of them, Hetti first, then Liza…who
Was very round and loved to devour entire
Packages of cheese…Cracker Barrel logs, the
Big ones, but that’s not important…They turned
To the boy and started flirting with him badly…

So Hetti asks about his friends, the good looking
Ones…Do they hang out? Could he fix them up?
How did he ever become friends with them? One
In particular was so cute they said…
How in the world did they ever become friends?
They kept marveling at how great looking his
Friends were…and he was so, you know…not…

So then Veronica and Jennifer were horrified
At the offensive nature of the comments…
“How could you say that to him?”

One in particular, Hetti and Liza said, was
Gorgeous… “He must be a wonderful human
Being to be friends with someone like you.”

Everyone froze silent. Jennifer was disgusted,
Veronica was disgusted. “How in the hell could
You say something like that to him? Do you have
Any idea how rude that is?” They said angrily.

The boy just froze. Numb. Something snapped.

The girls argued back and forth…It grew worse
And worse…The egos these two spoiled girls
Had…They couldn’t see their error… “What
A beautiful human being he must have been to be friends
With someone like you…” It just kept going…

Liza and Hetti of course had no idea most guys
Wouldn’t even talk to them because they thought
They were the foulest creatures on Earth. But
These two girls had such monstrous egos…they
Never saw the error in their thinking…In
Fact they argued all night…

That was the moment he snapped, the
Night went on…The girls kept fighting,
The kids kept drinking…
Forever burned into his mind…
“He must be such a wonderful human
Being to be friends with someone like you.”

“He must have such a beautiful soul to
Be friends with you.”

“How did you two ever become friends in
The first place?” Lots of laugher there.

“Oh don’t be jealous now. We’re just being
Honest. Don’t be a baby.”

That was it, done, over. The ropes snapped,
The tide came in and swallowed everything…
And he curled up and died inside. Months of
Hell built up to that…that was enough…
He shut down…and everything became
Robotic…The night faded…and he went
Home…Jennifer left the next day…But it wasn’t
Her…You have to understand it had
Nothing to do with her really…Everyone was
Sad to see her go, it was a strained goodbye…
She had been lost…a bit of hard personality
At times…but they really felt sorry for her…

But it was those kids, those awful spoiled girls…
Months of nothing but tormented emotions
Something had to break…it was inevitable.

And that red light in the sky…
Where did it come from? It had never been
There before…or had it? Suddenly it was there
Every night at the same time.
Time just became something else…like there was dark
Eerie music playing all the time.
Everything became tainted with flashbacks
Of hard memories, memories he had blocked
Or forgotten…The recent months of hell…
The torment at home…The endless verbal abuse…
The whining and complaining of everyone…
Of being forbidden to speak, everything bottled up…

The shadows that moved on their own, jumped into
People’s bodies…That dark presence that loomed
That no one noticed. Everyone was so immersed
In their own worlds…Of constantly being told
He had to grow thicker skin, toughen up…
Be strong, be a man…In small towns, old style
Families…the advice is really brutal.

Plain and simple most people give bad advice, they
Merely repeat words and phrases they were told
By their parents or heard on television or on the
Radio, they never listen, they mimic…and when
It comes to comforting they want to offer it very
Briefly and as easily as possible to others…yet
Want hours of attention when it comes to themselves.
That really needs to STOP.

The red light in the sky was haunting. Every
Night he found himself standing out there late
At night in the freezing cold October nights
Staring at it, like it was talking to him or
Something. And each night it grew worse…
The feelings heavier, the numbness…until it
Didn’t matter…

The red light in the sky…he knew that light.
What they were…It was too much.
So he took one of the half-empty wine bottles
From the refrigerator…a left over from some earlier
Drinking party at his house when his parents
Weren’t home…poured out the wine…and
Smashed it on the bricks outside the porch…
It was like a trance…staring at the red light…

All he ever heard were their voices…The girls
From the party…What a beautiful human being
His friend was to be friends with someone like
Him…How worthless was he? My God.
The endless complaints and lectures of the
Summer…The nightmare of graduation day,
The group of boys who acted like they were
Possessed that just…evilly mauled him…of
His grandmother’s speech of how selfish he was
Of how his graduation meant nothing…Just
Hurry up and finish school, do your chores, be a
A good boy and take care of grandma…His
Father’s accident…No, no you can’t have a
Job this summer, he needs full time care…
We can’t afford a nurse so you stay home and
Take care of him while mom works to support
The family. The constant lectures that everyone
Else was suffering far worse than anyone so
Just don’t feel sorry for yourself will you and
Quit complaining…I know life is hard right now,
But there’s nothing that can be done about it
So just deal with it.

It was too much. That dark force whatever
It was I swear had planned the whole thing…

He remembered the last peaceful memory…
Of that dream he told his grandmother about
In the Russian prison camp…of being shot, of the
Sky opening up full of light and singing…sweet
Beautiful singing…

Holding the stem of the broken wine bottle tight
In his hand he stared at the red light in
The sky…and cried, and without thinking
Slashed fast and hard with the thick
Broken glass at his left arm…fast and
Hard for deep quick gashes…over and over
Until he started shaking…and then he
Switched hands and did the same to the right…
Fast and hard deep cuts, slashes, gashes…
Until his arms were warm and wet then
Stung from the freezing cold air…

It didn’t hurt, it just grew colder and
Colder until he felt dizzy…And the world spun…
And the red light in the sky pulsed…
He felt weak and dropped the wine stem…
Looked down and everything was red…red, red, red…

Dizzy and drifting he wandered aimlessly
Back into the house, everyone was fast asleep…
He went to his room to go to bed…praying
It would be a permanent sleep…
But when he got to his room, he laid
Down on the bed crying…The world spun…He
Drifted off for a little while…
And then…maybe an hour or two later…
He suddenly woke, wide awake, sat up…
He was soaked in blood, half-dried…
The sleeves of his long sleeve shirt were
Shredded and red; it had been previously
Been a pale pin-stripe gray.
But he was wide awake, really wide awake!
Too wide awake. He was confused…okay what
So nervously he pulled up his shirt sleeves…
There was nothing there…NOTHING.
The skin was covered with dried blood, but
The skin was fine, perfectly healthy,
Unmarked…He went to the bathroom
And washed up…but there was nothing there.
The skin was totally fine. Not even the finest,
Tiniest mark of a scratch!
But he remembered what he did…saw
All the blood. So what happened?
Everything was soaked!

Nervous, panicked and shaken he went to
Bed for the strangest night’s sleep ever…
The next morning he awoke…was it a dream?
The memory was very clear, all of it…
He saw his arms in the morning light, felt his wrists…
All good! All clean! All fine!
And there beside the bed was the pile of
Clothes…he examined them…The shirt was
Shredded, the sleeves stained with blood…
So were the pants…
What the hell happened?

He freaked out, grabbed the shirt and pants
And put them in a plastic bag no one could
See through then went and buried them at
The bottom of the garbage can outside…
It couldn’t have happened, it couldn’t have!

All day long there was this bizarre sensation,
Like nothing was right. He said nothing to
Anyone…no one noticed anything, they never did!

And all day long periodically he kept
Wondering did it happen? Then he would go
And check the garbage can…yup, the bag
With the bloody clothes was there!
What happened?

Tortured and confused…everything was twisted
A sinister sensation feeling filled the day,
And the overwhelming guilt of not knowing
What to do. He wanted it OVER. What did he
Do wrong?

So the second night he waited for the red light
To appear in the sky…it did…
But this time he wore a white shirt…
And with some crazed sense of logic,
Lost desperation…He took another wine bottle…
Rolled up his sleeves…stared at the red light
In the sky angrily, then smashed the wine
Bottle on the rocks again like the night
Before to make a finely sharpened jagged
Broken wine stem…sharper than before…
(He had cleaned up the broken glass earlier,
From the night before…no one noticed, no one
Noticed anything.)
So he held the jagged broken wine bottle stem
Shaking hard…from the cold…from the fear…
From the panic, as he stared wildly at the red light.
He was really desperate and angry…
Something was screwing with him bad.
He held the broken glass blade tight, then
Slashed fast and hard at his left wrist…
The gash was powerful and blood
Poured out…

He shook in the cold as he watched it…
Then with absolute horror shook even
Harder as he watched the skin close over
And the bleeding stop. The cut disappeared
He cried and panted and repeated it…
Only to have the same thing happen
Again and again…A gash, a cut, the blood,
And the skin would close…completely
Like it never happened. He stared at the red light.

Terrified panic filled him…So he ran inside
To his room and sat on the bed crying…Then did it
Again…Fast and hard to his wrist…Again
The skin closed…though more slowly inside
This time. He started making random
Cuts, tore right through his jeans…he slit
His ankles…Then crawled in bed to
Go to sleep…Only to awake the next
Morning to bloody clothes and no cuts at all.

What the hell happened?
He cleaned it up…threw away the clothes…
With the others…And became lost,
Confused, terrified, sick, angry…

On the third night…crying out of desperation
Again…He moved this time to take
Razor blades…But something distinctly
Different happened…He was shaking, sweaty,
And nervous, and queasy…passed out, and
Was visited by a shadow…A dark, ominous
Thing that whispered… “What
Are you? What do we have here? Do it
Again…Let’s see what happens…”

But he never did it again…He was
Too terrified of the shadow…And terrified
He hid in the corner for years after
That…Afraid to move, to tell…for 26 years
He held that secret until now…

But the strangest things started happening
After that. That preceptor who lectured
About responsibility and life lessons…kept
Missing classes due to…personal

Those mouthy nasty girls lost their voices,

“Tell me why.” I asked Brishan.

But Brishan only watched me wide-eyed…
Then looked to Ceres and Varence.

“I told you he had to tell you this now.”
Varence only said…Then turned to Ceres…
“Interesting about this supernatural force
That…helped him, isn’t it?”

Ceres stared at him viciously, then
Quickly slapped him hard across the
Face; she really belted him too.

Rana was there…watching with this
Look of rage…As was Vala…I never
Saw them so angry.

Finally Brishan asked… “What is
Going on here?”

“Something they’re doing, have done,
Isn’t it? People have to be kind to
One another…because one day they’re
Going to make someone snap…the
Wrong one…and God knows what
They’re going to awaken…” I said.

“Tell them the rules have changed.”
Brishan told me…then watched his
Sisters…Ceres looked as though she
Was ready to explode.

“Go now,” Brishan said kindly, “We’ll
Talk again…another time. Rest. Be well.
But you tell them the rules have changed.”

The End of the Thunders.

PS: This series has ended and Valiant will be taking some necessary time off.
He will be re-posting some of his most poignant messages from the past, in the coming weeks, some with updated news!
We do expect him to come back with more messages….so stay tuned and be ever watchful out there!



Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 24SEP2016


You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (24 September 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: The Thunders…The Thunder Drums…Semper Fidelis…

*SONG* “Somewhere Out There” by Linda Rondstadt and James Ingram

The Call came quietly
But expected as always.
And there I was sitting in the chair
In the Circle of Light…
But it was distinctly different this time…

They sensed it, they sense everything.
The turbulence, the crazy intense
Emotional waves filling the air…
Everywhere. So as the hazy vision focused
Into the brilliant spectrum of the Circle’s
Light…The First one I saw was Brishan
Sitting calmly in a chair before me…
He was huge and impressive even sitting down.
But there was no stern disciplined expression
On his face this time…No, this time he
Appeared gentle, friendly. He smiled
And nodded and said, “Hello.”

I greeted him the same, in shock. Then
Noticed Varence and Ceres sitting in
Chairs beside him to my right.

Varence was proud and sat tall in his
Seat, a carefree confident expression
On his face. Typical.

Ceres sat with her legs crossed, smiling…
With a warm, charming delight about her.
She adjusted the thick wave of her sun-
Golden hair over her shoulder and seemed
Calm…yet elegantly ready for a sharp

Brishan leaned slightly forward toward me
And spoke…kindly like a friend, or brother.
“It’s getting very heavy down there, isn’t

He was obviously referring to the mood
Of the people… “You could say that, yes.”
I answered.

“Almost as if…” Brishan chose his words
Carefully, “A bubble has burst…and a
Torrent of emotional baggage was
Erupting from every corner…for no reason,
For every reason…The sensitivity is extreme.”

I laughed. “It feels like a cauldron
Boiling some mysterious mess.”

Brishan met my eyes firmly and spoke
Slowly. “Stay calm. Ignore it as best you
Can…and stay calm. You’ve done what
Was asked…Trust me, we will not forget.”

“What my brother means to say,” Ceres said
With a bit of glee, “is that this part…
Of your writing is nearly done. You have
This and one more to write of the Thunders
And then you will end it…take a rest
Before the next page begins.”

“Next part?” I asked.

“That will be entirely up to you.” Varence

I looked about their faces. “So what is this
Then…Where is the assembly?”

Brishan looked over his shoulder then back
To me… “Oh, they are here watching…
You will see them soon enough. For now,
Due to the nature of things, of this…we,
I, wanted to resolve this differently.”

I was curious. “How?”

“Relax.” Brishan said sitting back. The
Man was like some iconic, heroic living
Statue of muscle in his blue uniform with
His long blond hair to his waist. “Consider
This a friendly conversation, a review of things.”

“Ok.” I said.

“An interview…Between us,” Varence
Smiled, some sarcasm there, “and you.”

“Charming, Varence.” Ceres snapped. “How
Polite of you.”

“Well it is.” He said.

Ceres rolled her eyes. “He will no doubt
Inject plenty of his witty observations.”

“As will you.” He said to her with a sly grin.

“Only if you say something ridiculous.” She
Replied. “Which you will of course.”

Brishan held out his hand for them to be
Quiet. “If I may…” He waited for their
Cooperation before turning back to me. “The
World will continue to grow more unsettled…
Regardless of what the stars say. It is a
Cosmic response to time’s re-alignment. You
Must expect this.”

“Oh Joy.” I replied.

Brishan laughed at my reaction, he seemed
Entertained by me? “Just listen to me…
I would ask of you to continue to be
At your best, no matter what happens.
As has been asked of you…continue…
And I assure you, you will be pleasantly
Surprised. As will those who follow our

“Alright.” I was calm, but nervous.

He sensed this so he proceeded carefully. “There
Is no need to be nervous here, not ever
With us. Believe me?”


“Good.” He said. “Now…My sister, and
Our resident Chief Watchman here of many
Names…Have told me there is a story they
Would like you to tell me.”

“But you do not have to if you do not
Want to.” Ceres told me firmly. “Regardless,
It is alright if you do not.”

“Yes,” Varence responded fast and hard.
“He does…before we can proceed.”

“By your command?” Ceres snapped. “Because
You know best?”

“It is how it must be.” He only said coldly.

“Your tact,” she recoiled, “This mind you
Have with timing and resolution…Do you ever
Consider feelings at all?”

“You have more than enough laid words
Out for him to write that referred to them
Unkindly.” Varence laughed.

“I do not care what THEY think.” Ceres told
Him. “That…is your job.”

“My job?” He snapped back… “You had no
Part at all? Were you absent that I didn’t
See? I clearly heard your mouth, your
Protests often enough.”

“As deserved.” She said.

“If you had been but slightly kinder
Of their nature,” Varence gestured, waving
His hand before them, “Then maybe my
Stories wouldn’t have had to have weighed
So heavily so often.”

“Your stories?” Ceres laughed loud at him.
“You are the bearer of history? You made
The Earth? Are there grand monumental
Statues then of Apollo…of the mighty
Varence among them? Oh wait…that’s
Right…The Great Thinker…”

“That is not how it was to appear.” He said.

Ceres curled her lip, twirled her hair
Between her fingers…watching him. “I can
Only imagine what scheming thoughts you
Turned into their dreams over the years…
What secrets you shared like a light a
Candle of ideas…or striking some bolt of
Lightning upon some metallic conductor
For them to glimpse electricity…Were there
Geniuses of technology…Or a mysterious
Stranger’s guiding whisper; invisible hands
Urging them out of a dark age.”

“Must you criticize everything I do?”
Varence asked her. “Am I that
Offensive to you?”

She slowly turned to meet his eyes. “Are
You gambling for a kind answer? Should
I be polite or tell the truth?”

He frowned…but before he could speak
Brishan interrupted. “The two of you are
As a satire from poet’s story.
Have you ever agreed together?”

“Only on his silence.” She said.

“May I remind you, we have an
Objective here.” Varence said pointing his

“And that is?” She slyly asked.

“To share stories…To encourage their
Thought and free will, freedom.” He
Said fast. “To warn those who would
Listen of the threats…the secrets…the

“Not those talking Spaceballs again!”
She said shaking her head. “How many
Times must you say it…Even monkeys
Would understand those warnings. You
Act as if they blindly accept the concept
Of some mysterious giant travelling space-
Balls would actually dive upon the
Planet to rescue them. As if they are
That desperate to be rescued by anything
From space.”

“They are!” Varence insisted. “You have
Not watched them as I have, Ceres…”

“Oh please, that is ridiculous!” She said.

“Would you listen to me, please?” He said.

“That’s right,” Ceres replied rolling her eyes…
“How many times must we say this?
Giant Talking Genius Spaceballs are
Coming to rescue the great thinkers
Of Earth from their own mess…A
Menagerie of giant balls of imperial wisdom
Shall roll in upon a great table…
And then the great thinkers of Earth will
Take part in some ingenious ball game
I suppose…of striking at
Balls across a table with sticks to roll
Them about for sport…knocking at them
For competition…For what? To see
Who can strike as many ingenious
Balls for prizes…” she laughed. “Can
You imagine…All these wondrous balls
On a table…Spaceballs…Ha! Numbered
No doubt…And the winners then what,
Get rescued?”

Varence bit his curved lip…His expression
Betraying fearful thoughts as he watched
Me…I wanted to laugh so hard… “Your
Mind, Ceres…Balls on a table, sticks?”

“What?” She was irritated…Then studied
His face…then grew even more irritated.
“Don’t say it!”

“Pool!” I laughed.

“What is pool?” Ceres asked.

“It’s this game,” I told her, “Of balls
On a table…You use these sticks to hit the

“You are Joking!” She nearly yelled. “Please
Tell me you arte joking!”

Brishan was immensely entertained, but said nothing.

“Yes, Ceres,” Varence told her. “They
Have a game of sport like that…”

“How marvelously wonderful!” She retorted.
“How many versions of games with balls
Are there on this planet? Is there some
Ball them to everything? Do they
Attempt to look stupid deliberately then?
Do they see no obvious synchronicity?
The endless similarities
Are no clue? Are there apes and
Balls everywhere?”

“Ceres!” Varence scolded.

“So tell me then,” she said, “when and
If we are to go stroll upon the Earth…
What will attack us First…some hideous
Mutant band of flying cannibal monkeys
Or some ethereal floating balls of
Salvation preaching wisdom and promises
Of some game to play? Save me, oh joyful
Band of floating monkeys, the Spaceballs
Have come to condemn the beasts of Earth
And save us with their Ball-wisdom
And Ball-faith! The Spaceballs have
Come to save the world because the
Flying monkeys are too busy trying to
Hit each other with sticks! Maybe
They will hit one of the giant talking
Spaceballs by accident and the universe
Will explode and all life will be lost then!”

Varence held his tongue for as long as
He could. “She could go on for days this
Way, you know.”

Brishan chuckled at his sister, then turned to
Me with an arched brow seriously. “You have
Flying monkeys on your planet? I saw no
Such creatures in our observations?”

“In their theater.” Varence corrected as he
Touched his temple and winced. “She misunderstood.”

“Did you or did you not say they make
Productions of Apes that rule the world?”
She asked.

“It was a mockery!” Varence
Told her. “Fiction. You know this.”

“Still it reflects their obsession with balls
And apes.” Ceres emphasized as she
Swatted at the nuisance of the idea in
The air.

“They are that obsessed with these things?”
Brishan asked very seriously.

“No.” Varence only winced.

“YES.” Ceres immediately corrected. “Ask him
About how many ball themed sports they have.
They have brutal games to fight for the victory
Of balls!”

“They do?” Brishan asked.

“Ceres,” Varence pleaded, “You are straying
From the point.”

“No,” she defended. “I am making the point
Quite clear…Balls and Apes…It is
The main theme of their civilization.”

Varence groaned.
Brishan strained to grab at her words. “Balls…
And Apes?”

“First, they believe the human race is
Actually some evolved descendant of these
Bizarre flying monkey creations,” she told
Her brother, “Then…they preach salvation
From giant talking spaceballs…They
Are dangerous free thinkers. Can you
Imagine what other human worlds would
Say about this? The games alone…”

“I never said anything about flying monkeys,”
Varence snapped, “That was fiction. They
Do not believe they came from flying monkeys.”

“You said they believed in ape origins.” Ceres
Sharply replied. “You clearly told the
Assembly that!”

“Not with wings!” Varence explained.
“Just ordinary monkeys…The flying
Monkeys were make believe…from some
Theatrical tale they know as the Wizard of Oz.”

“Make believe.” Ceres repeated fast.
“Those are the key words. A make
Believe tale of intelligence, of origins, of
Sincerely dim-witted fascinations. And
Wizard? I suppose the wizards carry sticks
Too…Do they wave them about at make
Believe little balls or simply float off in
Them…fanciful colored orbs of magical lights…
No wait…I’m sure they must have grander
Purpose…perhaps to hurtle great balls of
Magnificence down alleyways to strike down
Targets of meaningless assembly for

“Like bowling?” I asked.
Varence’s eyes widened as though he would pop.
“Good Lord, Ceres…”

“Bowling?” She slowly dared to repeat. “Dare I
Inquire on that?”

Varence shook his head at me begging me
Not to tell her…But I had to, this was

“It’s a game,” I carefully told her, “Where
You take this weighted ball, roll it
Down this sectioned alley
To knock down these pins…It’s a sport.”

“Of course it is.” Ceres laughed, then
Shook her head wildly. “Could there
Possibly be any less expected at all.”

“Ceres!” Varence exclaimed.

“Is it really that bad?” Brishan

“It’s ludicrous.” She answered.

Brishan appeared at a loss for words.
“There are a lot of games with balls.” I told
Him… “Big and small for
Pleasure…like bowling, pool and ping pong,
And some with machines…pinball
…just for fun.”

“Seriously?” Ceres was horrified. “There’s more?
Oh the surprises never cease to end!”

“No serious course of words can
Be pursued now.” Varence protested. “Ceres
Has thrown them all to the wind.”

“Come now,” Brishan said with
Reason, “It cannot be that bad.”

“I’m afraid to speak anything at all,” Ceres
Said. “Anything I imagine only becomes
Their loud reality.”

“Did I not tell you how impossible she
Can be to reason with in these discussions?”
Varence said to Brishan. “She has her mind set.”

Brishan frowned. “Perhaps I should lead—“

“Me?” Ceres said crossly. “You are
Blaming me for this absurdity. Do
You not see how ridiculous this all

Brishan held up his hand for their silence.
“Please…We need to find the reason here…”

“Let us just ask for his opinion.” Ceres
Said nodding at me. “Do people as you
Know them…believe the human race came
From apes?”

I was afraid to answer… “We are taught
That in school…”

“Ah ha!” Ceres exclaimed. Varence grimaced.
“And…” Ceres went on, “Are there not
Numerous ball-themes on your world?”

“There are.” How could I say no?

“Are there, or are there not…ape themed
…movies you call them?” Ceres asked.

“There are.” I answered.

She held out her hands wide to gesture
The obvious. “There you have it.”

“What?” Varence arched his brow. “No
Point has been made by this, only your

“Then what point are you trying to make
With all of this Mental Magician?” She
Leaned towards him sarcastically. “That they
Are far beyond the behavior of animals?
No animal delights in the endless sport
Or obsession with balls…And the very
Nature of apes or monkeys…is primal,
Carnal, even war-like…”

“There are those that do raise themselves
Beyond and above animal behavior.” He said.

“Do not use him or the 5 as examples,” she
Said, nodding to me, “We are referring
To the majority and what they covet.”

Brishan nodded. “This is true, with
Regards to the nature of what we know…
We must consider what the chief goal
Of this world is truly…not what they
Talk about…but how they truly live…
Their actions…if help is to be considered
In the future…their actions speak louder
Than words.”

“All worlds exhibit the same basic
Obsession.” Varence directed. “It is how they
Rise above it that determines the true
Evolution of a society.”

She was shocked. “This statement…coming
From you? The adolescent jester of school…
The ever sarcastic, riddle-some brat that
Tormented education with his pranks?”

“I have grown, my Dear.” He told her
Calmly, “Over time…events have shaped
Me…watching…observing with the restrictions
Of not being able to interfere does force one
To process, feel and grow.”

A pause of settled agreement.
“I will accept your answer there.” She

“Finally,” Varence smiled, “we progress
To peaceful dialogue.”

Ceres smiled. “Oh I am sure you will
Disrupt it soon enough. Shall I start

He curled his lip then looked to Brishan. “Maybe
You should address the point here.”

Brishan smiled at the two of them. “You
Two make quite the pair.”

Ceres held her breath. “Oh please.”

“What point is it you wish to make?” I
Asked them then…waiting to write it.
They watched me slowly before continuing…

“There is one final story you need to write
For the Thunders.” Varence said with his
Eyes heavily, but thoughtfully on me.


“You know the one I refer to…” He said
Slowly. “The one I have been wanting
You to write for months.”

“That?” Ceres looked away rolling her eyes.
“You are unbelievable.”

I swallowed. “Oh.”

Brishan watched me. “They say I need to
Hear it?”

“They do?”

“Yes.” He nodded. “That’s why I am here…
That is one of the reasons the assemble
Has come.”

“Oh gee, no pressure there.” I told them.

“You make me curious why you will not
Tell it?” Brishan said.

“He needs to.” Varence said.

“Why?” I asked.

“Because you do.” Varence said in a tone
I cannot describe.

“They say I need to hear this before
We can further vote on Nibiru.” Brishan

“I don’t see why.”

“There are countless stories still to share,”
Ceres said softly, “Why must he say this

“Because it is how it must be.” Varence
Explained firmly. “It is crucial…if not
Critical to the Thunders, this entire manner
Of out intent here…for those that read
And assume to know…for those that
Rabidly search to find their own answers…
They find their own purpose in reading
Others’ stories…This is how it is done…This
Is how it has always been done…It has
To happen…now.”

“You and your timing.” She sighed.

“He has listened to others long enough.” Varence
Stated. “And quite honestly so have I…
Remember our discussion earlier about those
Who have been silent for too long? The ones
Who need to speak now…because others
Need to speak less and listen more.”

“You are speaking too wisely, Varence.” Ceres
Told him. “You are making me nervous.”

Brishan smiled. “Ah, a breakthrough comes.
I am even more curious now.”

“May I ask a question first?” I asked.

“Of course.” Brishan said.

“What is the importance of the pictures?”
I asked. “About the photos I mean…the
Projects…The artwork…The paintings, and
The drawings? Do you know why the
Artwork has importance…now?”

“I thought you knew.” Brishan said
With regards to the Angel’s gift.

“The significance has changed over time, over
The last sixteen years.” I told him, of
Valiant. “It’s never lost its power. It always
Serves its purpose. I’m talking about…
Ceres’s drawing…that I posted. Was it as
You wished?”

“What does he mean?” Ceres asked. “My drawing?”

Brishan arched his head inquisitively.
“I asked him to share one of his drawings,”
Varence explained, “that he drew …of Ceres…
With his writing…A special drawing.”

“Yes, that and—“ I began…

“You did what?” Ceres snapped.

“One of the drawings he did of you,”
Varence smiled slyly… “One in particular…

“Why is a drawing of me so important?”
Ceres asked.

“To prove a point.” Varence said.

“And that would be?” She was not happy.

“Of how your words could move mountains…
One day.” He answered.

“What does that mean?” Ceres asked. “Just
What is it that you are doing?” She thought
Fast. “Oh you want them to leer at me to
Prove your point?”

Brishan was defensive. “I am curious myself
What your intent is with my sister in this?”

Varence smiled. “Rest your defenses…it is
Not as you think…Well, it is what you
Think…It is NOT just because of how
They are influenced by appearances…
It is because of what he did to the

Brishan and Ceres were confused…They
Looked at him, looked at me… “What
Did he do to the…drawing?” She asked.

Varence laughed, the sneak. “Ask him.”

Ceres looked at me curiously. “What did
You do to it?”

“It’s no ordinary drawing.” I confessed.
“Not like the others…It’s a bit more…
Special…It has something only a few of
My art pieces have.”

Silent confusion…

Varence laughed louder. “You see…
He knew how minds work…one of his
Life lessons…So he enchanted it with
A little gift.”

“Oh?” Brishan wondered.

Ceres seemed intrigued.

“You have to see it,” Varence smiled, “It’s
Quite remarkable really.” He chuckled.
“Tell them.”

“To leer at that drawing would not be
A very good idea at all.” I confessed… “If
Someone looks at it…The wrong way…
Certain repercussions will follow. That’s all
I will say.”

Ceres was intrigued. “What…:”

“From Valiant…Charmed, Enchanted…
Sincere and True…Magic, Music…These
Things it will do, Respect…For if not…
Eyes of the Dark Heart fall upon it…
Of some twisted, lurid fantasy…
The eyes will blind and burn and
Minds will fry…until their own dark side
Destroys them. Sort of like…A sweet
Blessing for the true of heart…Or
Sweet poison for those lacking a heart.”

Ceres smiled, even laughed a little.
“You did this from the light in your
Head for me?”

“Yes.” I said.

“Thank you.” She was utterly flattered.

Brishan too was pleased. “A thoughtful gift…
I see he has learned a few things…”

“Somehow I doubt the influence came from
The Master of Riddles here,” Ceres said,
Nodding at Varence. “His charms are
Usually more cruel and intrusive.”

“Thank you for the considerate words,”
Varence laughed, “But I told you I study
All of his communications…as per our

“And what did they say about this drawing?”
Ceres asked, then thought fast and held her
Words. “Wait, I do not need to know, I
Can imagine.” She eyed Varence wickedly.
“So how did they react to the artwork he
Did of you?”

“I have never posted artwork of Varence.” I told

“Why not?” Brishan frowned.

“All of my artwork of Varence that I did
Over the years disappeared from my portfolio…
Along with some other drawings.”

“Oh…” Ceres sighed with a smile. “Of course…
The Trickster spares himself that

“They cannot know what I look like.”
He said.

“Because of your dream-walking I
Presume.” Brishan replied quickly.

“Yes.” Varence answered.

“Why?” Ceres pursued.

“I am waiting for the right time.” He said.

She rolled her eyes. “Your timing schemes
Are growing more annoying. Or are you
Safe guarding yourself for when the gate

“Gate?” I had to ask.

“Now that the Watchers restrictions have been
Lifted,” Brishan explained, “We will be using
Our…resources to open gateways…Somewhat
Like how we communicate with our contacts
In the counsel.”

“Does this mean passages to Earth?” I
Had to ask…

“More importantly to the Free Worlds of
The Counsel. Very few are aware of us.”
Brishan said… “But there will be…some
Excursions to Earth, that is all that I can
Say. Much has changed now that the
Re-alignment of time has been established.”

“Is that why things here feel especially
Hard right now?” I asked.

“Yes.” Brishan answered. “And that will
Continue, at least until…your month of…
November, and the Leonids.”

“They will be brighter…stronger, more
Important this year.” I said.

“Yes.” Brishan nodded, his eyes and
Expression saying that’s all I should write.
He smiled.

“Are you going to help me then?” I said
To him… “You know what I mean.”

“Yes.” He answered. “But, you have to tell
Me the story first…”

A pause…groans…

“You have to…it is important.” Varence said.

“You keep insisting,” Ceres seemed to growl
At him, “It’s making ME want to slap you.”

“Would YOU rather review his contacts then?”
Varence asked her with wide eyes and a sarcastic

“You KNOW how I feel about THAT.” She

“You need to be more polite with them.”
Varence insisted more firmly. “Especially with
Regards to our future plans.”

“I do not care what they think
About me.” Ceres shook her head and
Crossed her arms.

“Ceres…” Varence replied slowly with a long
Drawn out tone.

“Say it again and I will ask Rana to do it.”
She snapped. “And you are more than
Encouraged to temper her reactions with
THEM. Ha!”

I could hear Rana somewhere in the background
Making comments…The words…I cannot
Write down.

“Oh just write down what she said,” Ceres
Smiled cleverly. “Let them be nervous.”

“NO.” Varence persisted. “Do not write it down…
It appears bad enough already.”

Brishan waved his hand for them to be silent.
“Enough.” He looked at me sharply but kindly.

“Will you tell me the story they have

“About the red light in the sky?”

“Yes.” Brishan nodded. “Will you tell me?”

“It’s just hard, it brings back an
Avalanche of memories.” I told him.

Some silence before he went on. “You are
Worried what they…the eyes and ears out there
Will think? Say?”

I nodded.

“I told you that you push too much.” Ceres
Said to them.

Brishan leaned towards me. “We will be
Here for you.”

“You must not worry about what others
Think.” Varence said. “It holds you back.
And it holds others back who have been
Quiet for too long.”

“That’s easy for you,” I told them, “You
Are all perfect. You look perfect, you’re
All brilliant, confident, polished…”

“We are not perfect.” Brishan laughed.

“We struggle with things too.” Ceres
Confessed tenderly. “We do.”

Varence nodded fast. “Ceres
In particular struggles with terrible verbal
Behavior. Do you see how offensive she is?”

“Must you ruin everything with your bratty
Wit?” She snapped at him.

“Surely some will agree of the offense.”
He laughed.

“Oh terribly wounded little monkeys.” She
Laughed. “Their light bulbs of virtue will burst
So painfully they will forget to scratch
Themselves or chase imaginary balls
Of enlightenment. I am sure they will
Find sticks and stones to play with.”

“Sticks and stones?” Varence teased her.
“That is your wordplay now?”

“Oh go scratch a monkey will you already!”
She snapped at him.

“I don’t scratch monkeys. I
Only whisper in their ears.” He said in
That mocking tone. “Remember?”

Ceres appeared ready to scream. “Then
Tell them a bedtime story of your
Wondrous adventures, of balls and things
Falling from the sky of Man of Many names.”

“Many names?” He frowned at her.

“Oberon?” She teased. “Have you forgotten
I am Titania, the Great Breast Woman!”

“Will you ever forgive that?” He said.
“I told you already that was not my

“Perhaps when the monkeys loose those
Books.” She reacted fast and harsh.

“Fine…” He started to say when…

“Enough.” Brishan held out his hands.
“You embarrass me!” Another silent
Pause as he stared at me. “I think
Your people need to know that their
Perceptions of us…of nine Earth
Visitors, need to be…re-evaluated.”

“They won’t understand, Brishan.”
Ceres laughed wildly.

Brishan scowled at them, then
Calmly went on. “Alright, I will tell
You the story…just not this time,
Honestly I think you’ve entertained them

“Fine then.” Brishan said. “The
Next message and last of the Thunders
Will be the story then…Our time
Together now has been spent…I
Will look forward to it.”


“Just remember, my friend,” Varence
Said… “Things are different now.”

“That’s right.” Ceres added. “Oberon here,
Has decreed it so. We will be here
Watching…waiting…and listening.”

“Rest now and stop writing.” A
Strong unfamiliar voice said.



Star Child: Waking Up an Avatar

It appeared in front of me, a small shining light dancing in a blue sky. I wondered what it was? Almost immediately an answer came into my mind, “I am a starchild, as are you, but you are cloaked.”

I wondered at my thought.

“No need to wonder. It’s me sending thoughts to you. I am Rom.”

“What are you?” I asked.

“I am a starchild; an independent and free intelligence; a mind. I am an unveiled,organized thinking energy being. I am what is at the heart of all self-aware conscious beings: Thinking energy. Do any of those work for you?”

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Galactic Lightship Dreamflight 17SEP2016

You are invited to join the next Galactic Lightship Dreamflight this Saturday night (17 September 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: The Thunders…Thunder Drums…The Prophetic Verses…


*SONG* The Diva Mix by Rita Noel from the movie “The Fifth Element”

From the mind’s eye I see.
By the Magic Box of the Lines and Light,
The Angel’s Box, the Chords, choir…
The Choir, the Voices and Language
Of Heaven…The Blinding Light that sees…
Build the Rainbow Bridge
To find and sit within the Circle of Light…

Salvation’s Circle…The comfort of friends
Outside of time, measureless, the In-Between…
The Hidden…to find them there…
The enemy of my enemy is my friend.
I found them there…

Will someone help me please, they answered.
They were waiting, always waiting
To be found…
So here we are.

Varence, of the Watchers came first,
And then Ceres…his companion…
And then the others, the sisters,
And many more until it was an assembly
Of all of them…hidden for so long…
Outside of time.

The Watchers…beyond flesh, beyond blood,
Yes, they are real…They look like us,
Can talk like us, they can speak many
Languages…They can go anywhere,
See anywhere…The Watchers…
Higher than the mountains, higher than
The sky…The stars are beneath their feet,
Yet Heaven soars above their heads…
They are beyond mortal perception…

The Circle of Light…
“Say my name and I am here for you,
My friend.” Varence says…arriving, standing
There in a crisp white-clean shirt, dark
Pants…tall, handsome…very human,
But those pearly eyes and large pupils
Of his betray that he is much more.
“You are getting good at this. You’re
Making me proud.” He turns to her as
She arrives. “Isn’t he?”

Glamoursly, flawlessly beautiful, she joins
His side…Her sun gold hair over her shoulder,
The fiery ice blue flame glowing in
Her eyes…She’s smiling. “Did I not tell you?
Did I not tell you countless times? No, you
Searched far and wide and long through
Suffering ancient red-skinned tribes
Before your eyes opened to him.” She
Smiled at me, I really liked that. “I knew
It all along.”

Varence half-laughed, then smiled at me
Too. “She’s right…I confess. But I see
It now and will re-affirm it as many
Times as I have to…” He sighed but
Kept smiling. “So now it comes to this…
Here we are…I told you I would ask
A lot…But I know you can do it. You’ve
Come this far…”

Ceres lowered her brow with a
Bewitching smile. “Just let it flow
Freely now…And if anyone challenges,
Doubts or questions you…Ignore them.”

“Yes,” Varence intensely agreed. “True
Enough. Let it flow…Spare no time…
I’m talking to Valiant now.”

Vala then appeared…humming…ready for
Anything… “And now it’s time for the Hour
Glass.” She held it high to show how
High the sands move in all directions… “This is
How it is, must be, will be, shall
Be…the sands of time…
All things are measured this way…
The Fates know this, decree it so…
It cannot be broken or changed…
Those arrogant enough to puppet time
Play no strings with pawns, though
They think they do…they surely do…
The truth is as it has always been,
What will be, will be”

“Now,” Vala hummed her guiding siren’s
Song…no witch nor seer nor sorcerer
Of mortal Earth bound flesh could match her…
“Now,” she hummed, “write these verses…
That they begged for…They asked and
Wanted to know it…so here it is…
And let them carry on however they wish
About it…Fools will argue with vexed
Doubt, the mocking minds of skeptics…
They’re everywhere you know…

“The skeptics exist on every level,
On every world and dimension…
They are not evil, nor minstrels
Of sarcastic advocates…They serve their
Purpose…to raise doubts in those without
Faith…That is their way…
For the Intuit, for those with faith
In mind heart and soul; no skeptic can
Sway them…or slay them,
They will at best delay them—the chosen.
For the rest…who search and never
Know…The skeptic will always keep
Them from finding the lighted path…

“Oh yes, they will all cry… ‘But I want
To know, I want to find my way in this
Dark journeyed road of life! So tell me!
Tell you? Guide your eyes and mind
Without learning? Hand you the prize
Without taking the test? What a
Worthless reward it would be then…
And what a spoiled rotten brat would
They become…Tell you without learning?
Ha! Then close the book of life and
Know this…You have all you deserve
To know…So go play another game then
And lay down your arms to be but
A pawn of those that would learn.

“Because if you want it all so easily
You’re in for a rude awakening.
The learning never stops. The tests
Never stop…There is always a higher
Path to follow, a higher peak to reach…

“The only bliss you will ever know
Is that contentment which defeats unrest…
When one finally says I’ve had
Enough and can rest with comfort
Without boredom.

“Boredom is the devil in disguise…
The recklessness waiting to play
And find trouble…and it certainly
Will find you…

“This is how you know who you are,
What you are…By the path that
You follow and your interests…

“Some know it from the day they
Are born, and recite it in verses and
Daydreams their whole lives…
Lost to time, by troubled trials of youth
And temptation…few ever surpass
That melodrama…It’s a tantrum they
Play their entire lives…
The child guided by their peers…
Over and over through decades,
Endless years of the child…A wanton
Youth in search of petty pleasures…
Sex, drugs and rock and roll…
That is why adults are so envious
Of children, and children endlessly
Attempt to be adults…They are one
In the same…A sixteen year old
Forever…A senior citizen teenager…
Singing the same song their whole
Life…Never really learning, they just
Pretend to.

“Tell me! Tell me what I want to know!
Ask a thousand questions…A thousand
Different answers…each gets the same
Reply…one worthy of the one asking…
What are you? Where are you going?
You decided this morning who you want
To be. Happy now?

“Ah,” Vala hummed, “Now Valiant…
With whom I speak…The wise will
And the impatient will grow
Increasingly frustrated…You’re playing
Games with me…Of course I will tell
You, share with you some things…
Scattered here and there…Timely…But
We must get you thinking first…

“Stop wasting time! My time is too
Precious…Well then, pause, take your
Time and come back later…The thing
About reading is…You can do that, pause,
Any time you like. Or read it over and
Over again…Especially those words with
Magic…They sure get trapped inside
Your head, don’t they?

“Some have it, some don’t…The best are
Leaders and share it openly in the front…
The worst copy it, mimic it…stamp it
As their own by collecting it from others
And claiming it as their own…
It’s always theirs when they’ve collected it
From someone else, didn’t you know?
That’s why they never move forward.
But then, that’s who they are, that’s
How they serve their purpose…
So there you have it, for some, that’s
Who they are. Sound familiar?

“This is building up to something of
Course.” Vala hummed. “The powers of
The mind are vast…Thought patterns
Play a key role in rising above it
All…” She paused, swept her
Honey colored hair over her shoulders,
Her eyes beaming, then smiled. “Now
Valiant, my student…share with them
The verses that will resound through

The fire in the Flood of things will
Cry out from across the lands, and that
Sea will only grow…wider more
By rain and storm reflecting troubled
Emotions in those lands…
A deluge of sorrow for the sad…
An endless wave of calamities
For the chaos it finds there…
The waters of intuition will flow
To wash the troubles away until
They see the Earth doesn’t want

The Elements are Free now…
And the planet will use them in
Full force at every whim.

Fire and Ice, the seasons’ favorite
Weapons…The heat of
Summer to brew the moods to
Come…The heat to boil, bake or fry…
To push the limits for the test…

In the End times, of the Darkest Hour,
The First tests will fall upon
The Most precious…Those in love…
Love and friendships will find the
Greatest tests…Both blessings and true
Colors will be revealed…it will be liberating…
It will be heart warming…
And it will be a nightmare…
But they won’t see it happen until it’s
Long past done…Of who did what and
When…Ego will drive the eyes first…
And only later will they see
What was done and by then it
Will be long too late…

Unfortunately that will be a necessity
To set things right in motion…
In order to restore what should have
Been there…You can’t have the right
Ones in your life if the wrong ones are
Blocking out the sun…
The meaning will be vast…As will be the
Lessons learned…

Always remember, the worst ones will
Brag about it, seek the last word…
Let them have it…Don’t waste time
Or give them the ears for it…
Because they will only keep doing it
Over and over again…
As they always have…
Walk away, listen to the radio…
Songs answer riddles…
Then breathe freedom.

It will hurt, it will bring pain,
Of course it will…losing something,
Someone you care for is the most
Awful pain to learn…
But it’s even worse when the wrong one
Has consumed your life…they hold you back…
You know this, you feel it…
Deny it, lie…it won’t go away…
But the first light of freedom is
That which stings the most…
The love lost and given in hope…

But the greatest healing reward is finding
The right one that belongs there…
How will you know them?
The answer is simple…They listen,
With more than ears, the heart…
And equally important you listen as well…
It’s not about you…one…
It’s about 2,3,4…there are many more…
That which builds a circle.
A circle of friends is stronger than
A pair…remember that…

Yet still, in troubled times…know this,
The wrong circle, the wrong group
Is powerless to the ideal pair…

Gather a group of wanderers, and you
Have a blinded, chattering mess…
But gather a group of enlightened
Ones…and then you have a formidable
Faithful loyal army…
Servants of course are banned from
This inclusion…

Furthermore…an assembly of highest order,
Even though shaded by standing apart
Outside of time still overcome the odds…
As those did found in a circle of light…
Their song still sings…to guide others
To their own circles.

Again hear the words that aid
Outside of time…no free answers,
But we can help…

The Thunders…bring the sounds of drums…
Thunder Drums…Smoke signals…
Warnings and whispers of where
To look…what to watch for…

Yes, the bubble burst…the button
Was PUSHED…Patterns that have long
Been repeating are breaking, watch those.
Where the patterns were trapped the
Most are where the most valuable
Turning points should have been…

Break the endless cycles and the
Wisdom opens eyes…revelations…

The worse patterns have long been held
By the people, trapped by duty instead
Of led by faith…They always cling
To those that can see on their own…
Praying the sight finds them too…
This rarely happens…that’s why
Crowds are so dangerous…

That’s why the beast has long lurked
Within the crowd…so easy to control
A group of blind followers…
Fear brings this further, and then
Soon you have a mauling pack of

The wisest ones have ALWAYS avoided
The blind pack of beasts that cry
For answers…because their hunger is
Ravenous…they consume without giving…
And praise without thinking…
The most suffered victims were prey
Of rabid crowds…remember that.

Perhaps that’s why so many seek solace
Silently to offer different words unheard
By the crowd…Better that no one knows
They don’t agree…Yet still the Fates won’t
Forgive them…They walked with the crowd…
And shall be judged with the crowd.

Why are so many of these words on
Behavior? Isn’t that what troubles
Most of all?

So many want to belong…They will
Do anything, say anything to belong
To something…Everyone wants to belong
To a crowd…Sad really…Then they’re
Always so eager to point out it was
The other person who did the wrong first…
While they suffered first more than any
Other…You want to be part of a crowd
Then you’re all judged the same way…

A Pack of Wolves,
A Pride of Lions…The greatest hunters…
Yet one mighty Bear could scatter
Them…The strength of Ten Bears…
A Mother’s Love, Blind rage through
Dark Wrath and Unconditional Love…
A Mother Bear could tear a Pack
Apart…would the wounds teach lessons
Then? Only if the strongest survived…
And the whiners were lost in battle.
That is the force of nature…
So now here we are again
To ramble some riddled future…

Nothing ever comes when you’re prepared
For it…Disasters?

When the comet comes…amidst a rain
Of meteor showers…The warnings will
Be in strikes of fireballs…
Run, nowhere to hide…
Because its aims are merciless…
The smart ones will see the clues
Here…avoid the crowds…That will
Be your only saving grace.

For when the Earth is angry…
Mother nature is always kind…
And warns the animals by land and sea…
Why is that?
Always watch the animals in dark times…
They will tell you a lot.

The birds with their keen sight above…
Know where to go…
The rabbits and small creatures of
‘The ground will know where to run…
Even man’s best friend is the better judge…
Of people…and nature…

Cats walk a different path as they
Share the ethereal eyes of The Spirited
Lion Men…The Ancients knew this…
That’s why they worshipped them.

Dogs will cry and wail…much like humans do.
And yet they endure the awful abuse…
How suitable for his four legged
Best friend…To suffer like men do…
Just think of how mankind treats
Each other…strange mirrors animals are!

There is much to see, much to bear…

For in the days of darkness, these days
Of unrest and endless questions…
The Quest to find the path, to survive
The changes is relentless…

All things seem to shout and warn
Prepare prepare…The world sucks!
It has to change…
The hour glass that measures the rise
Of this civilization has nearly reached
Its critical end.
So what then? Everyone will say
Nothing happened in the year 2000…
Yet something happened in 2001…
Nothing happened in 2012…though it
Should have…
The world was due for massive change…
Yet puppet masters changed some strings,
Chanced new schemes to reset the game
Their way…
It seemed to work…
But the critical error was…The simple fact,

You cannot change destiny, only if it all
Delay it.
That’s why this post of clues is so
Rambling and riddling…
Put more simply is this…to find the
Correct answers you must think by
Assembling scattered verses of thought…

But if you wish to find the answers
That you desire…The ones that you want…
It’s simple…The Ego will tell you that
You are special. Hark, you saved the
World by waking up this morning…
All hail the desired answer, we would
All be lost without you…
You suffered, made always the
Best choices…and therefore deserve
The crown of the universe. How’s that?
Unfortunately, your crown is on loan
To the devil…when he won the bet
That said he could make everyone believe
That he or his minions do not exist…
Has the point finally been made?

Now onward…for the sake of others,
Those of more humble searching
Who do not have to declare every whimsical
Thoughts as profound revelations…
For those truly looking…now this
Part is for you…

The greatest strength is in humbled unity…
From many voices that listen each
Respected to each other…
The nasty ones always insist on talking
Over others…then when they’re out of
Breath they listen…That’s why I was
Always afraid to talk…

I once knew a man who insisted that
The entire manner of each day was
Determined how he awoke each morning…
Do you know his name?
He frequently submits letters to the
Newspaper to share his wisdom…
Did you get the memo? Ah, probably because
No one reads them…He hasn’t changed…

I once knew a girl who fell in love and
Found her soul mate every other week…
Few respected her opinions…
That’s possibly because she forgot
The definition of devotion…
She did find a man to marry…
At least…as she says…until
She finds the right man who will
Treat her as she deserves…
Then she will leave him for the better one.
Ah, true love in the modern world!
To love with all their heart today
Until someone better comes along
Tomorrow…I always failed to agree
With her…Because I had a heart of stone.
How would you judge her outlook on love?

I’ve had many friends who found it
Too much in responsibility to have a dog…
They didn’t want to clean up a mess…
So they had children instead…
They work too hard…
Ah, the future generations…What gems!

I’ve known several married men who
Secretly cheat on their wives…
They have a special deal with God they say…
Did you get that memo?
It’s filed under apologies with every
Affair…they couldn’t control themselves…
50 times a year for 30 years…
Their priest has a wonderful forgiveness
Plan…confess and you are forgiven
My son…The priest received the
Memo from the most high…
While he was on vacation himself
In Mexico…with a prostitute he hired
To accompany him…
Hey, don’t judge, priests need vacations too!
Do you have any idea how hard it is
To preach to a congregation every week
About faith in this day and age!
He has a really good retirement plan…

I apologize for the strayed words…
It’s 2016…It’s hard to remember how
Far we’ve come in this world…

The best people always know where
To look when the time comes…
When they’re ready…
And for ages now…the most brilliant
People I’ve ever met ask the fewest

The ones I worried most for have
Always been those that gave first
And never asked…The ones who devoted
All their time and money to charities…
Animal shelters, children’s hospitals,
The homeless…They were too tired at
The end of the day to read the papers,
Watch the news…or complain…
They were never prejudiced, never lectured
And were never bored. That’s why I always
Gave them what I had until I had
Nothing left.

We learn a lot, most everything
From who we meet on life’s journey…

Sometimes it all seems planned by a
Higher power…There are no accidents…
When we pay attention…
Now for the main purpose…

Yes, the comet will come…
But Big Brother knows this already.

The Forces of the Earth will go crazy
As it comes…
The Forces of Nature will go wild
As foreseen in dreams as told before…

First the weather, and people’s
The cyclones, the hurricanes,
The Thunders, thunderstorms…the forces of
Wind…WIND…The element of change…
The winds of change…

Every which way…every day…wind

That’s why the snows are coming…
Touching lands it has never touched before…
The wind to move the air…
To Breathe…Magic is in the Air,
As they say…Heaven is in the air…
Fire and water, Life, the Earth
Cannot exist without air…
The wind from the corners…Four,
Shall move the wheel faster and
Faster…until blinding speed, no one
Can keep up…WIND…the element ONE

Two the Earth, the element of…
Shakes the ground…the crust…
Giving it the quakes that have
Long since been rumors…in typical
Places of course…The East and
West…Where it shakes the Mother
Earth is unhappy…and she will
Take it back…pay attention to the
Animals now…

That is why the animals know
The Earth…Horses dance upon
The ground …they feel it.
Earth…Two…the element of…
On 22 the Eve of Change…
Big things happen.

Now…One…Two…Three, Fire
The element of…
Fires of Feeling…the passion of…
So strong the Fuel is it commands
The Sun, the Heart…within the
Ground…The planet’s core…and
Yellowstone…watch those animals now.
Fire, Yellow…the color of Gold…
The purest source of power, and
The Earth’s blood…
To match the sea it shall raise
New land in the heart of the ocean,
While in the same…like in the days
Of old…before the comet erases a city
By it’s master Vulcan, a city
Which should have never existed…
Reclaimed…gone for good…
Fire. Three…the element of
The passion that moves…
Too much overwhelms the senses…
Will never trust the ones
That the animals don’t like…
Watch those animals now…

Fury in beasts…and men is quite the
Same…Revolution, Rebellion…
Lands set free only to be lost
In chaos…

But one of the oldest, strongest
Lands of familiar tongue will grow
Only stronger…
All those British accents in the
While at the same time the Yellow
In the East shall fade and nearly
Shrink away as prophecy once said
It would…

The Empire that controls the Gold…
The Earth will take back, shake and
Swallow…until its thirst I quenched…
Thirst…like that of water,
Blue planet…water world…
Water…Four, the element of…

The Waters of Intuition…
The waters flow and flood to warn
Get out…where the sea will come
Watch those animals now…

Even by the stars, by night and
Under darkness it feels it’s
Strongest pull, and force of motion…
The Force of Seven Seas…
By the Moon to command the
Great Wave when the comet comes…

Hands in the Water feel it…
Take back the land of coastal seas
And spread open new…the Old
Miss Sea…
It will happen, not now, but then…
Water…Knowing…the Force, the Power
One, Two, Three, Four…
Water, the element of…

These forces together but command
The Fifth…The Fifth element…
Man…woman…the human animal…

Heart and Soul, Flesh and Blood…

The Power that corrupted Earth…
Shall Heal the Earth…
By purest Hearts, the Hand of God,
Five Fingers, the Fifth Element…
The Fire…
A little child shall lead them…
One chosen shall warn them…
Perhaps with these words
Right here…

The Fifth Element…The Higher Man…
The Higher Human…to restore
The land…by Hand of God…
The Fifth Element…

Old Wishcraft…Long Lost dreams
And wishes at last come true
For the Truest Hearts…

While the Dark Hearts grumble
In defeat away unheard protest…

Overseers and Masters, you shaped
Your own defeat…I told you…
You cannot defeat the Fifth Element…
You never could.

True Hearts make a wish…
While the rest, just give up and
Go back to sleep…

The Fifth Element rises…
And Trumpets call its coming.
Sweet Dreams.

My artwork: Oracle (above)

Ancient Prophecies I (below)