ÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ HELLO ÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍÍ ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ A QUICK TRUE STORY ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ I don't know that anyone has ever seen a little brown dog walk into a grocery store and wave a facefull of money at the smiling store clerk. That just happened now. The little brown dog, (actually terrier sized and part wild African bush dog and definately not of the pit bull class) deliberately took the wad of bills from my hand as I stepped out the door, up the half flight of stairs, heading up the street to the corner store. Near the store the dog (whose name is Quasar) dropped the wad and when it flipped open into a stack on the ground, picked it up again, the stack sticking straight out in the air in front of his little front teeth 'tween the small fangs, and went to the door of the grocery store waiting to be let in. Since this store is run by kind Lebonese people I let him in, for the first time, note. The big gal was doing evening shift behind the counter and inside were also two university students when in walked the grinning dog, money sticking straight out in a stack of several bills, the dog grinning. The dog walked to the counter, nodded his head waving the money in the air to the woman behind the counter, went back to the door, dropped the money on the floor, and stood at the door waiting to be let back out, his tail wagging the whole time. By this time of course the three people in the store were laughing quietly. Like I say, I don't think anyone has ever seen a little dog walk into a grocery store and wave money at the person running the store. He did this entirely on his own, by the way. This dog has never had to be taught anything by the usual planet-bound ways known as obedience training and the like. No need. And you can be sure of course I'll certainly see to it that no one ever eats THIS interesting dog for a religious ceremony or annual religious celebration, like they do in budda villages overseas. (Later at a nearby bar, which I hit after spending the whole day helping to move the cargo of a fully loaded 8 foot cubic van rent-a-truck from storage across the Ottawa river to a storage rental bin in south Nepean, and was so fatigued I could barely move, I decided to hit the local tavern a few blocks hence from the temporary dismal basement suit on Somerset Street East, and left Quasar (the little brown dog) in the car, with the window open so he could hop out and whizz around if he wanted. Not long after the first jug of house pour (I am not a big drinker) of beer had been swilled, Quasar appeared standing up at the window of the tavern looking in. A friend I had known 10 years earlier was inside and she and her current boyfriend, the owner of a small construction company, were inside, the three of us swilling jugs of beer, me enjoying the relief from total fatigue the beer gave and was getting quite intoxicated. All of a sudden the guy, my friend's current boyfriend, was yelping about the dog looking in the window, he, telling the story of how he had been walking along Sommerset East late one afternoon and to his astonishment a small brown dog, with a wad of money sticking out of its face, came trotting up the street, and came to the door of the Lebenese store, waiting to tbe let in, and when the door was opened, in the dog trotted as if business was 100% percent normal, into the store. The guy, as he described it, watching the movie on fourth dimensional TV from the other side of the street, sort of staggered, so amazed was he, at what he had seen. And now, the three of us, his girlfriend, me, and he, sitting at the bar at the local tavern swilling jugs of beer, and he looking to the front window, suddenly sees the SAME little brown dog intently standing up at the window looking in, its tail wagging the whole time. Image the beer sloshed remarks THIS event made. Me, sloshed, thought nonetheless the whole time of how I could get the dog into the tavern without causing a problem. I could think of no way, so left Quasar be, outside looking in the window, until closing, and me and the dog made our way home back to the gungy below-ground two bedroom suit temporarily being used as hole-up digs on Somerset East in Ottawa Circ. the summer 1991. The last time I swilled beer was with a gang of computer programmers on Somerset West in Ottawa, six years earlier. In fact the times I have swilled beer to the point of getting sloshed can be counted on one hand, over my lifetime. - JULY, 1992 SEPTEMBER 1994 Regards the little brown dog carrying money into the grocery store .... It tells of the times. As the basic planetary mass consciousness and awareness level is raising up in the current planetary translation, the intelligence of all animal and insect life will be raising as well, in more and more noticable ways. I saw intelligence clearly expressed between two blue bottle flies one afternoon just four years ago. I had shoe-ed away a large blue bottle fly from the kitchen wall in a low rental condo, the fly flew straight through the doorway to the dining area, veering straight into the path of an incoming second blue bottle fly, the two then buzzing loudly and tangled intensly in mid-air in the doorway for a couple of seconds, then in an instant the two did a simultaneous 180 degree turn and tight together headed at high speed to the left in a wide sweeping arc through the dining area then swung abruptly right and headed straight out the open patio door, not slowing down for even a second. It was 100 percent the action of deliberate and willfull intelligence. The action of the first blue bottle fly was so precise I can still hear how loudly the two flies buzzed when the first aimed straight for the second to encounter it in mid air in the doorway to the dining area, the instant I, by the kitchen broom cupboard adjacent the dining room area, made a swipe to shoo the fly away from the cupboard door with my open hand. Right now I am feeding two squirrels on my living room floor. One is grey and female, the other a black male. Just from watching them I now know six different ways their tails are used to talk real data: the normal tail (everything okay), the baby brush tail sticking straight out behind (some caution), the baby brush tail straight up (super caution), the baby brush tail kinked in a tight upright s-shape (urgent caution in the pause, ready to flee in an instant), and baby brush out behind in an arc twitching up and down extremely fast (making a decision, in this instance the grey squirrel on the threshold of the patio door, staring at me tail twitching as just described, then deciding why not and came right in). The baby brush tail means with all of the hair sticking straight out like a christmas tree, making the squirrel look twice as large. The tightly kinked s-shape makes the squirrel look about three times as large, when seen from the perspective of another critter of similar size, eyeball to eyeball. Turns out there are TWO black males but I'll talk of just one since I can't tell them apart. There is a seventh method of tail talk. The black squirrel happened to come into the kitchen a few days ago and was exploring around a three-tiered shelf along the wall in the kitchen when I spotted it. It ignored me and I it. So I went up the hall a bit to watch the squirrel's probes of curiosity on the shelves. The squirrel then lept to the window sill and ran back and forth for a moment then looked straight at me its long thin tail going twitch twitch twitch rapidly upright in the air several times then it ran back and forth along the window sill then stopped again to start twitching its tail again, again staring straight at me. I recognized the problem; why was the window not open, the squirrel was asking. The real problem is this window would not open but apparently someone else has been taking care of this young squirrel and an open kitchen window is the way the little guy gets in and out at that other place, wherever it is. In this moment of interraction with the squirrel I kept pointing to around the corner where the patio door stood open at the foot of the living room. On the third try, asking with its twitching tail, I again pointed around the corner intending in pure thought also an image of the open patio door. This time the squirrel got the message, bounding straight into the living room, pausing long enough to stuff a shelled nut in its mouth then hurried out the door pausing at the doorsill long enough to give me a quick new kind of flick of the tail in the way of a goodbye. It has walked across my feet when I have been sitting watching T.V. So has the grey squirrel. I have had to do nothing to train or coach them. All I have to do is have real good vibes present, and in they come, in and out, all day long. Sometimes one or the other might hesitate in the patio door and indicisively go to flee, go to enter, go to flee, and I think pure PINK in inner radiations, and on the instant in it comes completely at home and fully relaxed, in fact the black quirrel, the bolder of the two, will sometimes take some time off to explore the livingroom, including under the chair where I am sitting. The first turf wars took place abruptly one afternoon, young blacksquirrel quickly stuffing nuts in its face when in lept older greysquirrel in a single bound, SURPRISE!, over the patio doorsill into the room. No time to waste, here, blacksquirrel took off like a streaking cartoon straight up the hall into the front office, greysquirrel in hot pursuit, loud squeeks rampant. Then silence. Slowly I approached the front room and cautiously peered around the corner. Blacksquirrel had staked turf on the heat shrink wrapper in the front corner of the room lying spread eagled on top of the roll of mylar, greysquirrel staking turf beside the Fax machine at the other end of the room, sitting there looking urgently intense. So I backed away into the kitchen to see what would happen next. Sure enough, a moment later, along comes greysquirrel bounding down the hall into the living room to snatch a nut from the bag on the floor then straight out the open patio door. Two minutes later, blacksquirrel's face suddenly appears peering around the opening of the front room up the hall. And a moment later blacksquirrel has bounded down the hall past me into the living room and has also grabbed a mouthful from the stash on the living room floor and is gone. Thus ended the first salvo of what is called the 'Turf Wars', with me standing watching the whole thing taking its turns only a few feet away inside my home. I won't say proud is the word I was feeling, but certainly felt a part of nature, watching the 'turf wars' unfold in my home totally accepted by two wild squirrels settling their affairs in pure squirrel talk. Just in the last handful of years, researchers are beginning to discover that animals, and birds, are busy talking to each other in well developed species languages the research workers formerly thought was strictly making noise. And if you have ever watched a collection of the tiniest kinds of ants using some very sophisticated engineering techniques to move a pile of crunchy peanut butter from your kitchen counter down the crack into the floorboards, you can only feel hope for the future. Three years ago I watched, had to use a magnifying glass to see clearly so small were these tiny brown ants, construct a wide semi-circle ramp of crunchy peanut butter bits like a wrap-around thick dike in the shape of a partial crescent up the side to the top of the pile so they could start at the top, carting the bits from the top of the pile downward, to their stash somewhere below the floor under the sink. It took three days for the pile to be dissolved, then the dike too. Meanwhile, scouts out all the time, finding a crumb or new bit of goodstuff on the counter, coming back to the main engeering project and a handful of ants abruptly heading out to cart away the new booty. The most amazing thing is, these brown ants were so small, so tiny, the tiniest kind of ants, you had to use a giant magnifying glass to see them at work. The glass I used was 5 inches across, the size of a coffeecup saucer. Mind you, some insects are clearly destructive pests, not needed or desired by Triune Beings. Mosquitoes come to mind, as do locust plagues, as but two examples. Otherwise to concider, there is extreme beauty everywhere, and pleasure of an entirely different kind in watching the acute functioning levels of pure intelligence of insects. Humans too, of course, when all is well. So beware, all you lunkheads who have guns on your walls and trophies festooning your underwear as a symbol of a bizarre idea of a masculine superiority. Concider what will happen AFTER you complete a near-death experience, and there is no escaping your mistakes on Earth. Even the thought of killing for any kind of thrill or excitement or pleasure can be more than enough to have you moved to a holding area for another pass through the cleaning cycle, in the hopes that next time it might finally work. If NOT, then there will be no eternal damnation in hell or whatever. There will be no such thing anyway, those ideas are of this planet and are only for the purpose of seducing stupid souls to finance the activities of the priests and rabbis and mullahs and whatever. There will, eventually, be nothing, you will cease to exist anywhere in Reality and that is REALLY sad because it doesn't have to happen at all, except by what you do by yourself alone. With yourself re-united in the greater Cosmic Family by merely choosing to accept the facts starting to emerge plain as day around you on this famous planet, the whole outlook of who you think you are, and what is GOD will change, in ways so good you can hardly even think of yet, let alone imagine. And finally, as the greater change comes more earnestly and rapidly upon the planet, you can let go of the old bullshit and start rising up with change, or cling to the old past in more and more destructive ways, and miss seeing the inner light already starting to emerge in the most unexpected of ways all over the planet. For instance, concider the news, how, in just a two month period three years ago, on a world wide basis people were suddenly starting to report an abrupt major change in their sleeping habits, going to bed far earlier, and getting up far earlier, so noticable a phenomena that cross country talk shows on the radio were busy talking about it. How many people noticed a change that took place on Sept 22 of 1992. Specifically: that noticable numbers of people suddenly started moving uphill into a far better space, vrs the others who suddenly started plummeting downhill into more tightly bound ways of the ego. That moment in time has an analogy (in terms of Cosmic change), the analogy being akin to the moment when a cell, after its internal structures are now re-organized and ready, abruptly, begins the actual separation, the divide into two cells officially getting underway with an abrupt change in inner dynamics. The day of September 22, 1992 was something like that, the official inward dividing of the better, vrs the worst, in the mass consciousnessnes began officially taking place, right out in the open. Well, let's concider a decade. Not long ago the principle financing for the Catholic regime on a world wide basis came from people forking pork through the toll booths during confession. What this means is that once a week a Catholic would go to confession to a priest sitting behind a black curtain in a small booth and confess everything, then be forgiven, and fork pork to the priest through the slot then depart sinfree to sin again, and repeat the process the following week, ad infinitum. Now, nobody forks pork through the toll booths. The era of the fast acting sinfree buck has ended, abruptly, after centuries of filthy lucre pouring in from the world's greatest self proclaimed sinners. A silent revolution of major kind in the mass consciousness. Nobody went on stage proclaiming how aweful this was, that the money wagons had stopped creaking fully loaded toward the Vatican. Nowadays, people in the western world fork a weekly pork to psychiatrists and analyists who have taken over surrogating the confessions of sins. But even this is already on a decline, and new venues such as Psychic Hot Lines, and all night phone-lines to indulge in secret perversions are capturing many of the dollars that formerly went to finance the Pope's daydreams. As you can see, fast paced change is underway without doubt. And the changes will keep permutating and spang anew in more obvious cultist behavior patterns until a day will be reached when people will stop forking and stand still, blinking their eyelids nakedly together long enough for some TRUTH to start dawning on them. And then, what RAPID changes will follow, when the whole of the mass consciousness starts to fully WAKE UP on a world wide basis, that, SOMETHING IS GOING ON!. Still have doubts? Concider the following as a simple example: Notice the cigar shaped whitish whispy clouds appearing high in the sky in the same alignment in the same place day upon day over certain cities of the planet. Ottawa in particular since mid 1993. Halifax used to get them in stark clarity in the mid 70's. One day in Halifax a manifestation stayed in place all day, over the whole city, every hour it dissolving and re-appearing in a new alignment rotated by exactly 30 degrees in the space of roughly five minutes. It almost stretched from horizon to horizon, so large was it, very high up in the atmosphere. Now THAT was a display to truly marvel over, and hardly anyone noticed! These are not small time manifestations. The cloud images just spoken of are at least 24 kilometers end to end. The projections have even progressed to where radiant lines in a spray from a radionnic object's focal point are effecting the clouds lower down - the darker skudding clouds that typically sling low over a city - these have been seen to have telltale solid line striations in a radionnic sea shell splay, in the summer of 1994, over Ottawa, of course, seen on the far East side of town by observers. The Ottawa observances were most solidly in place up to, and during, the days that comet fragments were impacting on Jupiter. During this two week period, at times there were two different similar manifestations overhead, and more than once THREE, each orientated 60 degrees in rotation to form a six sided wagon wheel matrix of equal radii dominating the sky. On the few occasions when all three were present, the central focal point of the matrix was high above the suburb city called Orleans on the east side of Ottawa. Daily occurrances as already said, took place in unquestioned displays in the two week period during which comet fragments were coming toward then impacting on the surface of Jupiter, and the media hype about impacts became a clamor. There have been few displays since the Jupiter impacts. But just this morning a big display appeared again in the sky over Ottawa, its center point pretty well right over Orleans. Then, after about 1/2 hour it disappeared completely in the space of about 5 minutes, and 20 minutes later another appeared, rotated counter-clockwise by 60 degrees in a new North/South orientation, again its center point over Orleans. And a few minutes later it too was gone, again leaving only the big blue mushroom, and vague traces of ordinary looking white wispy clouds high in the distant surrounding skies. - SEPT. 15, 1994 ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ HEADLINES ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ What is going on? Certainly not forensic psychiatry, or smoke signals from one police chief to another, or some other aspect of the hidden police state. Certainly not that, with THESE manifestations now making their presence known in the empirical dimension of this planet. What is happening, on the bottom line, is that positive good is happening. Frequencies are being amplified, being intensified, being inputted and moved around in the mass consciousness, in particular through individuals, many individuals simultaneously, who can pipeline specific good frequencies at amplified levels, even if they do not know in the outer ego that they are positive pipelines. But, there are other actions also afoot. These are serving to dissolve a bad state, rather than expanding a good. For instance, concider the following: Have you noticed that whenever geometric patterns flattened in wheat and corn fields spring up overnight, that immediately thereafter, serious Satannic cultist activity in the nearby area happens to get suddenly flushed out in the open. One afternoon in Whitehorse Yukon Territories, (circ.1977), in a totally clear sky, a white whispy ovalar cloud suddenly formed from out of nowhere right over top of the city, a city with a population of only 18 thousand people. It was so extraordinary, because it was there where normally the lowest cloud layers are found. Within half an hour the ovalar low cloud had thickened and darkened. And then the first lightening bolt and thunder. And a brief storm dropped heavy rain. Then presto! the whole thing was gone!. Nothing but blue sky for as far as the eye could see. Not a trace of cloud met the eye anywhere. This was on a later spring day at about 2 p.m. in the afternoon. How many people noticed the unusual nature stark in their faces is not known since nothing was said in press or on radio or local T.V. except a freak weather disturbance dumped unexpected rain on Whitehorse for a brief period during the afternoon, was noted in the local daily newspaper. In fact blue sky could be seen completely all around the cloud over Whitehorse the whole time the mysterious cloud was there. What had actually happened is that this planetary observer well aquainted with Cosmic Law and the Christ Plan for Planet Earth, had accidently walked into the presence of two from the dark side, two individuals heavily steeped in the ego-centric malpractices of Magique el Blacko. One of the two knew and recognized the planetary observer. A horrific frequency clash thus occured in the instant of the accidental encounter. A bad flash had shot through the ethers of the population. And a drag had ensued, with a heavy lean on the higher frequencies trying to get re-stablized and back on beam to full power. Within an hour, in result of the drag, the white wispy cloud suddenly began its materializing right overhead over the little city. Such as this were in fact reported in the Bible, when, during the cruci-fiction, clouds formed overhead and lightening started to flash, awe getting stuck in the witnesses enough to report it in the Bible. But, back to another Whitehorse episode. Hmmm. A few days later, ambulance drivers, constables, and witnesses, even the Chief of the Police detachment, reported while attending a late night accident 50 miles up the Alaskan Highway straight North from Whitehorse, that a strange large bright light followed their vehicles, seen through the trees, as they drove along the highway at high speed in the dark of night. Scientists at the National Research Council in Ottawa were called upon to give professional comment and reported back across Canada through the media that these emergency attendees on the Alaskan Highway had seen the planet Venus. This did not wash water. So another authority at the Research Council reported that he had solved the real answer, that these keen observers had been looking at glowing swamp gas, and gotten excited about it, because the glowing swamp gas had followed along with their vehicles at high speed. But that, said the authorities of science, was an illusion, because glowing swamp gas cannot travel at all, let alone at high speed, therefore all of the witnesses were WRONG. Neat bag of tricks, eh. Witnesses who observe are punished, by the hidden police state mentalies who run most countries, even when members of the police state per se are witness to events and manifestations. The leading official for the mine workers union of the Yukon was asked to make comment about the observances, and reported through the local newspaper that: 'If any alien ever walks into HIS place, he would KILL the f..... bastard and grind his face into pulp and so on and so on, because, NO ONE don't care where they come from, comes walking into HIS place and interferes with what HE is doing!". Etc. The 'f' word spoken loudly and often, and published verbatim in the press. So, another problem - he/she, who runs the affairs of your life, is also he/she without consciousness. What can YOU do. Well. That is obvious. When you see major changes such as these and other things exciting the mass consciousness on a planet wide basis, you HAVE to know that something is UP, and you can certainly know that it is not due to Catholics saying more hail mary's or rubbing the prayer beads faster than ever, nor is it due to Guru's gone Western proclaiming themselves as the lord of the universe, their followers squatted their legs hanked like pretzles their anuses married to the floor their Taurus centers moaning in more groaning Ooooms than ever before for longer times during each rolling upset, following the guru's new commands to hype more fake esctacy from religious beliefs so old and ancient even the gods have forgotten how such nonsense got started. C'mon, let's get real. So, the gurus like to guru, and that is their right, you say. And what else is new. Hmmm, all the rest of us keep alert dodging their psychic snowballs. Just one of the tasks happening as an Observer to keep things fun in the fast lanes on this planet. What is happening can be seen everywhere throughout the life and intelligence of the planet. The inner light is finally starting to shine through in auras of glory. And you have to be positive, or at least start thinking about it in a willing hopeful way, to see such glories big and small, everywhere. Black magic just won't do no more. Wretched black magic horks from your polluted brains; telepathic waves burning holes into your target's minds. A big no no in these here parts. The task force upstairs is having nothing to do with it. Instead the hand that feeds has been freely offered for all to come forward and unite in a common understanding based on beliefs and practices and illuminations that are logical and obvious in self evident truth, with souls from the Task force nearby upstairs inputting new insights, new data, into the mass consciousness at a fantastic pace now that the negatives of the planet know they cannot ever establish an antichrist. With selfish negative goals as your basic motive, on the other hand, the positive expressions of people and their inner light starting to shine through will seem more and more a threat and even a danger to be sneared at or even to try and kill the light by harsh thought, harsh action, even experimental medical eradications of the higher intelligence at the hands of bonehead psychiatrists who psychotically do NOT want to see their regimes and theories crumble in the conflicting face of brand new facts of existence from Reality. For instance, concider not just people or children. Killing animal life for pleasure or conceit or merely wanting to, will increasingly cause shutdowns in your whole inner ability to think clearly or to try and fathom who you are and what you are in Reality. And to concider ill will on another is a worst kind of spiritual offence, from a universally acceptable humanitarian point of view, the kind of point of view which has Christ principles at its foundations. There is an Earth/Reality interface which has a timely command to it: EGO BEGONE ! This is serious business. The big crunch is coming. By the turn of the century the whole of the planetary schemes in the modern eye of civilization in terms of environment, standards, and religious beliefs, even ownership of tiny parcels of land world wide, will be crumbling like castles made of sand, and all will soon enough be replaced by far better, more harmonious, measures, suitable not only for all people equally on a truly humanitarian basis, but compatible with Cosmic aims and the Will and Desire of the Supreme Creators as well, manifesting through the total powerful pure Love as Christ. Give up any thoughts of anti christ. The Higher Dimensions of this planet have already been cleaned over totally to Christ practices throughout in stable Christ Engery Principles, and all that is happening now is that the lowermost dimensions (including this 3rd, the so-called empirical realm - so-called because only hard core dogmatic scientists of the worst kind call the empirical bits and pieces of manifests of 3rd dimensional matter the totallity of existence - ) even this outermost place in Reality, currently called HELL, is being tranformed from within, real fast. The Christ Plan for Planet Earth is coming to town In Divine Order, the reason for the Christ plan in the first place. You down here trying to put a stop to the whole plan, will just get swept away with the wreckage, if you don't let go and let Christ do it, through yourself, non-personally, non-emotionally, in terms of pure frequencies that are a part of the universal translation and resurrection of this planet. The deadly stings; Fear, Hate, Envy, Lust, and Greed, must all be let go and dissolved as motives. Compassion and Hope are but some of the keys to Peace, Joy, and Happiness, and Peace Power and Plenty - two more phrases the powerful recent Christ Teacher liked to say repeatedly and oft while walking around the surface of this planet for decades looking and acting like an ordinary incarnated mortal, which he was in fact also, like you and me, which was more than good enough to keep the Christ Teacher, this Chief Cosmic Commander for Planet Earth, out of view of those Catholics for instance who kept trying to assassinate him. Some buddists kept taking cracks at him too, but kept missing, of course. Not to mention the worst kind of occulties, who kept insisting only THEY had the might to have that kind of power, but of course didn't, theirs was only self proclamations in ego sleep. But, enough of that. Since negatives like to misuse an old tenet; 'Do Onto Others As You Would Have Them Do Onto You'; with drugs and/or sex as the reward for instance, try a future re-write; 'Do NOT Do Onto Others As You Would NOT Have Them Do Onto You'. This re-write is a lot harder for negatives to twist around to their own advantages that are harmful to others. Cops can't kill if they believe the above two lines, for example. Neither can a man beat a woman. See what I mean. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ EXTRA COMMENTS ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ Mind you, there are other changes that do look the less under the wrong end of a telescope. To wit, tainted tuna. Forget the sorry story that shook Canada in the mid eighties. If you had never tried a can of the famed tainted tuna, nothing you read will ever describe what it was all about. If you had ever had a forkful of the infamous 'tainted tuna' in your mouth, nothing you have ever read can adequately describe just how god aweful the stuff tasted. It was worst than the worst, it was INDESCRIBABLE. Imagine trying to rinse your mouth out eight hours after one forkful, and STILL not getting the taste out, from one forkful, chewed a few times then spat out in alarm on the floor with urgent puzzled haste. This, in a tuna fish sandwich already modified with the flavors of mustard, relish, mayonnaise, the gout of sandwich coming to a stop in the chews then suddenly all of the chew, plus every fragment gouting the teeth, getting spit to the floor in haste made urgent by the rapidity with which the flavor was starting to take control. THAT was Canada's famed 'tainted tuna'. It was gastly, and only someone who had it in their mouth could know to what extent government bribes and payola could foist such a scam, a lie, on a public, which this time refused to be gullible. Since the stuff which went into the cans had been lying around in the open in hot summer weather on canner ships sitting idle on the open seas with breakdowns for up to 2 1/2 days you can get an idea how the taste of CORPSE was involved. Government feds and agents just shook their heads and could not IMAGINE why anyone could not like THIS tuna, after all, it had been inspected and was found to have not a single killing bacteria in it. The story behind this goes a long long way into the twilight zone, due to cover ups and government attempts at damage control so has no point in a news report such as this where TRUTH in REALITY is the only purpose for the headlines. Except, the TASTE didn't lie. ANOTHER tuna story, on the other hand, marks the passing of an era. To wit. Just three decades ago tuna you bought in any store was Bonita brand tuna. Albacore was the cheap stuff. And the rest was used for cat food, for nothing else, the only use the rest had was for cat food. Nowadays, what do you think you buy when you buy tuna fish, even the expensive stuff at $3.69 a can. Yes, you win the stinky cigar, it IS the cat food tuna, that which was only good for cat food is now sold at top prices to you the consumer. Albacore, once the real cheap stuff, is now the ilk of gourmet brand servings. And Bonita, once the mainstay of the tuna industry, is no more. It was one of those quiet revolutions which took place before the advent of environmental protection, and endangered species lists. The Bonitas were overfished until suddenly to all extents and purposes they became extinct. No more commercial quantities exist. Hence, Albacore, the once pauper's junk food, is now advertised as 'gourme FINEST in the world', deliberate mental manipulation to make the tasteless white stuff superior. And the cat food, the utter junk, is now the president's choice delux in the super markets. How far we have fallen, just over a can of tuna fish. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ HEADLINES RESUMED ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ Mix and Match time. Essentially all of the following are the same. Include Kaballa, Tantric, Hindu, Vedic, the Vatican occult, Daoist, Zennist, Physicist, Baptist, Exorcist, Born again, Meditation (lotus position secret mantra indeed yes), Guru, Swami, Master (especially 'lying at the feet of, smelling the holy socks'), Satanism (have no fear of the word, the only fear it generates is YOUR fear, have great DREAD instead hint hint word to the wise, it is dread you need to monitor the activities of satanistic types because dread makes you intensly more aware, whereas fear makes you entirely stupid). Lets see what else: Religious sobbing (especially the horking hacking wracking kind of sobs), distrust ANY (church elder who stands with their hands cupped over their nuts, and ladies who clutch their necks fondling their crucifixes). What kind of emotions comes from watching skin fly from the bodies of flagginists staggering up the street in their anual parades. What kind of emotions cause the flagginists to parade in the first place, something not quite the same as but like the same emotions which cause the pope to stagger once a year carrying a fake cross made of paper and making the ordeal look agony treading the very foot steps the body trod to his death 2000 years ago in the old cells of Bethleham. What nonsense is THIS? If you were the lord would you come running to give the staggering old dope a reward for being such a bad actor? Let's see how big the list can get: Churchlies (who sell tickets at the front gate to see THEIR statue of the virgin mary weep), Psychiatrists who MUST treat you with hypnotism and powerful poisons called medication (to cure you of your near-death experience very real and often important (except to psychs who see only cash cow coming in the door when a bewildered near-death type thinks something WRONG has happened, or worse, that something far better has happened and only wants to share the experience but bonehead only wants to share the bucks)). And so on. It gets more and more absurd even right down to soap opera dailies such as Valley Of The Dolls. Hark. Anyone knows, who is aware of Interdimensional Triune Law, that the crackling saliva splacks and lip splicks ampified to rock disco magnitudes - by perverted sound persons tweeking the knobs every few minutes each time two adults come together in THAT show, tongues abulged, mouths wide open showing the tongues lollying in winding sweeps toward each other, - that anyone who thinks that sexual NOISE is supposed to be the right stuff for modern life and represents superior creative inputs, is insane. In fact the great grinning effigy of COCAIN keeps moving forward more and more into the limelight, with the holes in its brain from cocain poisoning letting more and more of the blackness show through where once there used to be intelligence but now only dead brain cells make the intelligence and reasoning ability of a whole portion of the world's population extinct. Eradicated. Gone. The signs are already self evident. Bureaucrates who can no longer make simple decisions. Clerks who enter wrong data in a computer, and blame the devestating consequences on the innocent victim and not the computer, and definately not on themselves for having destroyed their thinking ability with cocain. There is a new scratch on the surface of things where teeming factuaries once called humans are destroying each other via any means possible, the only criteria, the sole motive, is to guarantee a supply of more cocain, expecially where job security and income or scam is the way the habit is financed on the sly. Not even ANGST is in vogue anymore. HYSTERIA when the supply is threatened is more the word. There are a lot of professionals who have twisted around to where their only decisions are based on ways to prevent their asses from being scorched by a blowtorch. Put any meaning you want into that last sentence, it will all be valid. So, wipe it ALL away with a sweep of the hand and declare that all of this foregoing is being swept away with the wreckage in times to come. Even today, everything which seems so vital as the main parts of society and the modern age, is but a hiccup in time, a final scurging blowout, before the new future arrives in detail with Cosmic hello the fact, and Laws that pervades the Universe, In Divine Order, for ever after. The tin cans, the small rust buckets that have limped and staggered here TO THIS SALVATION PLANET as one of the last rag-a-tag collections of holdouts at the end of the Luciferian rebellion, will become the stuff of museums so to speak, and so-called alien abductions will cease to happen. The real messengers of the Cube and Sphere, which holds in its framework the Star of David, are much higher up and whole sound and perfect in Reality, and are in fact also a lot closer to the world's surface and to you than are the tin cans and rust buckets. So, have no fear. No, a tyranny is not moving in to take over. And there is NOTHING so far said in any science fiction or scientific speculation, include anything already written as science fiction novel and short story in the 20th century, not a single page of this stuff is telling you like it is. Like it is is far removed from the kind of stuff mental wizards like to play with, to make themselves famous at your soul-aware expense. There (dust dust dust flipping the hands together) that takes care of the Library of Congress. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ NEWSCRIPT EXTRA AWARE COMMENTS ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ The bottom line, if you will really want something useful to think about as a constant inner guide, is something decreed in the 1970's into the thought streams of the Planet by the Mighty Christ Teacher working solely for the Christ Plan announced before by Jesus, and which was innaugurated on Earth by Moses, where the modern day Mighty Christ Teacher appeared in greater power while in the flesh in several cities in a brief period of time during the seventies to small handfuls of implicitely trusted people, and is: 'Love One Another Serve One Another' During the same time period, a mighty command was issued by the same Mighty Christ Teacher, to become a Law that is Absolute, no longer merely a tenent first introduced by Moses to help individuals formulate new spiritual practices. This is: THOU SHALT NOT KILL ! in the fullest meaning of the words, newly proclaimed this time so powerfully sounded through vast Cosmic currents by the Chief Commander of Cosmic Affairs for the Earth, that it is no longer a forgivable sin. That's right. The period of probation is over, when it comes to taking life that is not yours to take. Concider that behind the scenes are soul atoms so powerful that stars can be set ablaze just by their presence, even when housed in a most simple of peasant tilling soil and grubbing for insects on Earth where mighty amongst souls have been forced to starve by malpractice of lesser intelligences who run the invisible police states around the planet. These kinds of souls are here for a purpose and it CAN be profoundly disturbed when you take it upon yourself to pull a trigger and abort the soul's inner purpose in being here. Do you get the picture? LIFE is NOT a commodity, it is a PRINCIPLE, whose existence and life source originates far beyond this planet in Reality even when outer projected to be grubbing for lousy insects or a stalk of vegetable matter or a drop of milk on a desert. No one has right to willfully interfere with the life of ANY SOUL. Period. Guns are as bad as the crucifix in terms of the anti christ. As a matter of fact, if this planet was already back on its feet, re-established with the dominions of the Galaxy for instance, no one would ever be hungry since no one would be living any more in the third dimensional mortal plane of this planet so guns don't have any place whatsoever in the coming new picture which will be in place at the right time. Speaking of fast acting changes, notice how fast that nuclear arms have disappeared as the single major threat to the life of the planet, to be replaced by guns in the hands of every maniac walking around thinking of how to use their possession with a well placed flick of the trigger doing harm to anyone who gets in their way or does not give these maniacs exactly what they want in the few seconds before the maniacs make them die. To even THINK of killing is now a major violation of the worst kind, and those who continue to persist in such abuses are amongst those who are most rapidly flushing themselves down the toilet, even when those do not know how it is happening even though their faces keep getting worse and worse looking every day. Death, decay, and disintegration, are their black magic occult religeous future, and then a long final time period swooling around in the Even Pool of Darkness before one last chance. Rather than life, liberty, and resurrection their immediate awaiting destination in ever expanding kingdoms of light. The important thing is that even the THOUGHT of killing is no longer acceptable in the consciousness, so god aweful is the stench such thoughts produce. For Heaven sake, don't think you are alone in the universe and even when you kick the bucket you will also be alone in Heaven, surrounded by miracles. You are NOT EVER alone. Yet you cannot be in Reality, unless you instinctly intuitively inwardly KNOW how to be ONE with others. So, you see, unless you choose to self-will a continued illusion, you can never be alone, you will always be, inwardly and outwardly, a part of a Cosmic Family whose only source of existence is pure Love. Oh, I'd better mention some more. Sex was good with her or him on Earth and now they're gone, so when you go too, sex will be even better with her or him in the after-life. Even Prime Minister Diefenbaker of Canada fell prey to this hokey bit of spiritual nonsense, hallucinating TWO lovelies waiting for him in the afterlife to pick up where they left off when BOTH of his wifes declined the mortal plane before he did. Forget it. All you Diefenbaker worshipppers who still get crazed by the daze when speaking of the mighty one, remember the event of the TRAIN? What are you going to do when all things come to pass, and the train has no more meaning to your mortal existence. Remember the TRAIN? This was the great Diefenbaker event in a lifetime to meet and greet the thunderer of bluffs and balony for the last time, the same demi-god whose corpse was dragged in slow motion across the entire nation by TRAIN, and thousands of school children were dragged out and forced to peer at the dead grotesquerie powdered to look life-like, the face a stark grim mask of nothing looking blankly up into the air in a pointless stare from the bottom of a fantastic coffin. Even the smallest whistle stops along the cross country steam roll got the pleasure of looking in on that fantastic coffin raised on a pedestal. Ladders were needed to get the best look by the fragile sensitive and impressionable young children, who got punished if they did not obey and look at the aweful thing the kings of the country had made of their self proclaimed chief the country's most famous filibluster in parliment. Every iota was maximized to extract the maximum importance from this diabolical unimportant coffin. Get the analogy? See it for what it is? You had better, before the time comes. Such processions occur routinely on a world wide basis, a sign of the times (when the worst seems to become the best as the worst bubbles to the surface to be recognized and dissovled). For example the demise of North Korea's dictator this summer had the entire population weeping abjectly and helplessly in the streets and those who didn't were killed by authorities. See what I mean about the worst, bubbling to the surface, to be recognized, and dissolved from the race mind soon after, the practice itself dissolved forever when the worst get to hear what the best are telling them, that the practice was god aweful all along. And now, back to Dief The Chief of Canada and the incredible journey of the bumping coffin TRAINED at the speed of 15 miles an hour cross country ocean to ocean, the whole world kept informed by ranting dignitaries who put this show together as an excuse to blow their own bugles, news media screaming the hype at high volume, in and around the morbid intones of the profound ones commenting their own personal views for the world to hear and not enjoy because no one can enjoy that kind of idiocy, the action itself a blow by blow dream, the horns blaring away each passing hour, every news moment, every passing day, until the whole thing ran out of steam and petered out with a noticeable sigh of gas as the engine let loose its last lie near a seamy old cemetary in the middle of Canada. And thus the old boy was buried. And now, monuments are being built over the lump in the ground. What the hell. Think of the fun planetary observers are having from other stars with THIS man made movie rifling the fourth dimension. A question comes to mind. WHO had the awesomely profound solemn responsibility to choose the suit the old boy wore when draining so many vibes from all those school children, the vibes passed on to the adults who also peered to the bottom of the coffin as it bumped and rumbled slowly across Canada, blubbering also, just like everyone ELSE in the hidden police state of this country said they were supposed to do, blubber, or be held lacking in the proper values as deemed proper by the hidden police state who orchestrated this preposterous imposition on the mass consciousness in the first place. Hey, just how many few short years ago was a young man imprisoned for years or put to death on the spot, just for refusing to kill on command an innocent person in a foreign war zone being plundered by the greatest nation on Earth. I am talking of America of course. Just recently, just 1973, a pardon was decreed by a stubborn president who responded to input from Cosmic Law rather than the police state and thousands of innocents were released from the stockades to be free for the first time in their adult lives. Or have you forgotten. Oh my how quickly history's important lessons get forgotten by police state mentalities, (I am talking about the beginning of the 70's), those very mentalies who tried to have these young men put to death as traitors for refusing to bump off innocents on command. What the hell does the word traitor mean, anyway, except someone who refuses to obey a command from a police state mentality. Oh, did I mention, there is a hidden police state running most countries including those self proclaimed as the free-est nations on Earth, the joy behind this aweful current product being that the existence of that rude level of authority now bubbling to the surface is accelarating levels of awareness to become seen no more invisible to where they (police state mentalities) can be openly recognized and thus dissolved from the blooming Cosmic Affairs of this planet. And so, back to First Principles. More specifically, what happens after you kick the bucket, and you arrive, appetites ready, to resume the forces that oh so urgently drove you to malpractice for a lifetime in the mortal planes of this planet. When you cross the threshold of your real death experience, it will be very different indeed than the bizarre fantasies your glands and the priests concocted to rev you up just before you died. You may not ever see again the one you saw so squarely in the crotch on Earth. You may in fact arrive in Reality and find so many pleasant surprises you will laugh and not even wonder for an instant what happened to the one whose crotch you worshipped before on the Earth. In fact most likely you will not even have a thought about the crotch you worshipped so intently, belonging to your precious beloved one, the forgetting not really any more or less complete then complete amnesia about this kind of sorry that plagued your every hoary and horny outer ego thought on Earth, the kind of horny hoary overplus science fiction writers like to toss in in their obliglatory sex scenes which otherwise have no place whatever in plots of their novels. Or more to the point, the kind of horny intensities psychiatrists insist is the only 'normal' they profesionally concider to be valid sex for the planet, to such extreme that genuine celebates literally drive them deranged with inabilities to properly diagnose the extremes to which genuine celebates contradict the best sex theories of these mental and emotional entities called psychiatrists, most of whom swoolie around in black magic and matters occult and mystical, at the deeper more studied disciplines of it. Something about a superior, more higher, intelligence, is inuuendoed in self proclaimed hints, about being a part of that sorry mess. Judges, police chiefs, university academics, professors, internationally powerful business mogals with crucial family names, back hoe drivers, construction workers, welfare recipients, social workers, soldiers, military leaders, political leaders, the range of practitioners who secretly root the lore of magica el blacko, runs the gamet of societies around the world. Religeous leaders even those famous can be amongst the most steeped in the secret back room robes and rituals. Out in the open now. For instance the following evening scene took place in August of 1991. Dress an 8 year old kid head to toe in bright scarlet red, her face, hands, feet painted red scarlet, even the eyelids, ears, the insides of her lips, totally red, dressed in a witch's garb similar to the wicked witch of 'The Wizard of Oz' movie except this kid's outfit is scarlet red including the pointed hat, and ask the kid why she is standing outside, against the brick wall of her condo, dressed like that, and hear her reply she is waiting to be summoned back inside. What do you make of the family that has this sort of thing going on. Let's say, just to report a real-time real-life situation, that the family in question is a parent who works high up in the consuling of alchaholics and sex deviants as a professional social worker with one of the major salvation army team of soldiers of the lord in the world. The only response can be: a very good cover, and cunningly disguised, so well disguised that the media calls on this very person from time to time to tell how well the army is making progress, saving souls for the lord with their charity financed programs. The above is a true story, no names mentioned for obvious reasons. Here is an analogy, about what lore occult and magic means in terms of Cosmic Law and Reality. Hold your middle finger up in the air, not as an obscene gesture, but because it has the largest finger print, and can be seen the clearest held up. Now, take a giant magnifying glass, and, getting it in focus, begin to study. Ohhh Wowwweee what do you see, LOOOOK at those PRINTWHORLS... oh wow fantastic, and so on. And now, curl over, and look straight UP between your legs, and then, bring the magnifying glass down into deep focus right over your asshole. NOW WHAT DO YOU SEE! Get the PICTURE!. That is what black magic is like in terms of true Reality! The study is meaningless. In other words it is utterly crank, devoid of salvageable power, of no use whatsoever to anyone interested in upstairs. It STINKS to high heaven. In fact those black magic and pentagogal connections that connect adults and children sexually through the midrift ranges of the stomach in straight lines of pentagon 5 sided star force are being dissolved in a 1/10th of a second flat by inputs from Higher Cause, the lines of force that link such pentagram worshipping peoples and children is being turned to pure black by fantastic instances of single pure thought by Higher Power beings who know how to translate such malpractices, hint hint. Those forces of the Knights Templar are NO MORE. The same is true for Masonics, and all Shriners in the world, their power is G O N E ! forever. What's left is pertering out quickly. The point of making rejoiners is, that SEX as the Planet sees it, is one of the killing thrills and excitements. The feelings of sex, the carnal, don't even exist, not even a faint tinge or residue, in Cosmic Reality. That called CARNAL was being caused by a rotten frequency in a local area of the Universe through an aberration in the Cancer frequency that was causing a cascade from Cancer straight down to Scorpio, bypassing Leo, Virgo, and Libra. That abberational Cancer frequency was LIKE Cancer, was there along with the TRUE Cancer frequency, but was like a lower tone sitting overtop as a rougher louder sonic having a stronger vibration which was lacking higher ionnic harmonics, and so was able to trip the cascade to Scorpio. But you will no longer be able to feel it, or hear it in the audible sound current. It has been abruptly cancelled, and no longer interferes with the Co-Creative octaves of our existence. The abrupt cancellation of this abberational Cancer second frequency was done in 1991, the year after Satan was contained at last upstairs in Heaven. P.S. the audible sound current has only been mentioned because of the sheer number of idiots who like to root around and play in its slop, astral travelling recklessly and pointlessly, for instance. The true harmonics of Reality are so high frequency they can be felt as a power that pervades the being and has no heavy metal audible sound current frequencies in it. The audible sound current is much lower in tone and sonics and comes from the race mind of the planet, its sole source of power the mass consciouness of all the souls here wallowing in ego. What this means, for one thing, is, if you start getting rid of Fear, Hate, Envy, Lust, and Greed, now, your sex drive will abruptly diminish, and you won't have to go screetching to an expensive Doctor in alarm, because you will know why. Sex is on its way out. Sex will have to be dissolved from the Planetary frequencies before the real major goodstuff happens. At that time, those who still believe that sex is the fundamental point of their existence and won't let go, will also be swept away with the wreckage. The point is they will still be so focused on the cold spot beneath their groins, looking up between their legs, they will fail to see the door opening wide to light and freedom right before their single all seeing inner eye which can only be percieved standing straight upright and properly aligned, in your inner being perception of self and Cosmic Reality. The point is that anyone can stand up and be properly erect anytime they want to. All they have to do is stand up and no more look to the oriborus hole between their legs as a fundamental surcres of life. Just stand up staight, within, and you will have it, the potential for Cosmic more in all of your inner visions and thinking. In a final rejoiner, the touphest fault of all to dissolve is FEAR. To have fear of fear is already the fault. To be aware of fear is better. To stand free of fear is the best of all, since WHEN you can do THAT, you will already be Cosmically AWARE. To be so free means you have dissolved your ego that snags everything toward your self in self made images. Your uncle charlie was an ape who lived a couple of million years ago. True or false. Don't accept this for an instant from the warriors against consciousness who run science. Uncle charly's genes were once an ape, but those genes have nothing to do with you whatsoever, the only connection to you is you have borrowed a set of genes to outfit a mortal body for a brief time on this planet. Your soul atoms in Reality have nothing to do in any way with uncle Charly's old set of ape genes. Who you are, and what you are in Reality, will be self evidently clear enough to secure your positive future, without sobs, without hacking clamouring prayers, without false humility, without foolish feelings about what you think meek must be, knowing that you are housed for a brief moment in a temporary garment made of electromagnetic dust momentarily coalesced as flesh, and will toss that aside and live without conceit, for Eternity. Picture yourself an arriver from another star, and are now standing on the Earth, observing. You will obviously be on the planet, but not of it. What you can see, from this point of view, will astound you, until you get used to it. Then the fun starts. The whole of the planet society 3rd dimensional nonsense is so absurd that humor with Cosmic connections amplifying the power of the laughs will take over the whole of your perceptions, to bring you compassion at a bottom line, a prevailing level of new insight for everything will take over as a fundamentally structured core of your being, the INNER REALMS of your being discovered to be the open door to percieving Heaven, even as you walk the Earth in a temporary mortal body. Black Magic and the deeper darker sides to the occult close that open door firmly, the blackness you percieve and your horrific dreams and shocking jolts in your emotions will vanish when you find the big door that is right open into Heaven. In fact, Heaven is a poor term that was used to introduce a concept eons ago when no concept existed at that time, to identify that which is now to be called REALITY, a vast and far reaching illumination formerly known as a 'kingdom', built in the principles of Cosmic Law, which is the only universal understanding anyone can have anywhere in this universe, since everything about it has Christ Principles as its source of Love and Power, and the Existence of the Supreme Creators Alpha and Omega as its foundations. Try to image what it will be like, standing on the planet but no longer of it. Just the attempt may be enough to open your eyes, to wake you up. The surprises, emphatically, will be pleasant. July 26, 1992. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ Sept 12-16, 1994. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ THE BOTTOM LINE ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ You may as well know the following. When it precisely occurred is not a matter of anyone's concern. That it occurred, say, sometime within the last 4 years, is news to know about. In order for change to occur rightly, the lower 4th dimension and lower portions of the fifth dimension of this planet are being mightily altered. The fifth dimension involves communications beyond the planet into the Galaxy at large. The fourth dimension is the thought streams of the planet per se. What you think, takes place in the fourth dimension. Since emotions are STABLE in the Higher Being, the lower emotions most people take for granted - these are the emotions that zing and accelarate and run willy nilly minute by minute and hour by hour through most everyone who simply takes them for granted - these emotions, and the thoughts they engender, are known as the lower astral-psychic realm, and are not a part of Reality. And so, in order to get in there to start cleaning out the roiling muck and guck in the planetary ontology, (the lower 4th dimension) two major changes took place whose consequences are already easily seen on the face of the deep on the surface of the Earth in behavior of the population on a world wide basis. In fact, an entire Octave was pulled from the lower fourth dimension. It is no longer there! At some time in the future a new Octave will be lowered into place from On High already filled with content. In the meantime, another full Octave was emptied of content, and immediately thereafter new content has begun to trickle in - this new content comprising both changes in the planetary mass consciousness, and input from On High from First Cause in Reality, where the two inputs are in Whole Sound and Perfect accord. As for the missing Octave of Light, the one that was there, and is not there now, and will be there again in the future, it was SO polluted with planetary nonsense that it had to be completely abandonded, by the major expediency of pulling it out and removing it entirely for the time being. Several millions of higher evolved souls working upstairs and nearby in the task force known as the MESSIAH, were all at work at once and simultaneously, unified in consciousness, to pull the wreckage out of its original place in the Octaves of Light of the fourth dimension for the planet. The pulling took space in a matter of but a few moments in real time, once everything was in place for the Christ act to begin to engage the pullout of this ruined fourth dimensional Octave of Light. The short term effect has been most abrupt. It did not have to be this way, but circumstances took a major turn for the worst for the Christ Plan for Planet Earth in the fall of 1971, and a major outworking of the Christ Plan onto the surface of the planet for everyone to see and get to know, simply did not happen. The results of the defection then ruined a major modern phase of the Christ Plan and meant that a number of grave urgencies have been able to run their course unattended. For instance the short term after effect of the pulling out of the Octave of Light can be seen in the outbreak of appallingly savage wars, where over 500,000 people have been killed in just one of the wars, circ. 1991 and onward. Are you wondering how important Octaves of Light are to existence ? The above example regards wars, is a temporary negative feedback reponse to the pulling of the entire Octave of Light. For example three wars of mindless beserkism have since broken out: (Rwanda, Bosnia, Iraq and Kiuwatt) in that the Octave of Light pulled from the fourth dimension contained information killers had used for eons to make seemingly rational killer instinct decisions. Nevertheless, in the main, being able to pull a ruined full Octave of Light right from under the noses of the worst kind of reprobates who were right at home roiling in it, is nothing less than a miracle of major kind, for this planet. Are you still wondering how important Octaves of Light are to existence. The above quick example regards wars is a temporary feedback of extreme negative short circuits after the pulling of the entire Octave of Light. This, and the news about the already noted major correction which took place in the Cancer astro-physical frequency, (hint hint you figure out the reference and if correct you are one step closer to Reality), are but two examples numbering amongst many kinds of acts of Cosmic science (ie., Cosmic Translation) which are taking place and which DO take place, on an ongoing basis, around these here parts, on this planet, at the present time. These two examples are not cited to make others feel slighted or left out. Only specific souls (whose matrixes have intrinsic knowledge that they are in no way superior but dedicated), had knowledge of, or participated, in such fundamental scientific-like changes as just described immediately above. The point being that the heavies who can handle such things are already abounding in the here and now, some even walking the Earth physically incarnate through the birth canal for interim periods of Love and Service, and describing themselves as Observers, are able to respond to cosmic Cause beyond 'alien abductions'. Oh but don't go racing off to the temples of mysticism looking for them, or to lick their feet, or to touch the hems of their garments. You might have better chance standing next to one in the checkout line at a supermarket. So do not waste your time seeking contact where you will find deep staring blinkless eyes of the profound and mystical, or low strong tones of profundity by religious TV ministers uttered in each syllable with practiced cunning hand motions the norm for these types whose hands constantly slide between pointing to the bible and then to themselves, or babbling cackling idiocy abounding amongst certain kinds of gurus and princes, these entities who also penetrated the birth canals are not the kind of beings cited above belonging to the task force called the MESSIAH, although inwardly, higher up in their Reality soul matrixes, some of these actually did help, even though they did not know it due, to the extremes of their outer ego conditions. - Sept 19, 1994. ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ THE BOTTOM TOP LINE ÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄÄ Remark that the Bible itself had specified that at the (quote) 'end times' everything would be cut loose and drift away, and replaced with a brand new ORDER. It is not suprising then that this would include the entirety of the Earth's religious structures, political structures, financial structures, professional structures, and scientific dogmas even the most advanced fundamental scientific theories, all replaced by new knowledge, new awareness, new perception, new LAW. And an open door policy as to what (that which used to be called 'Heaven') is all about. Hear it now that the fundamental tenets of the new Order are based entirely in humanitarian practices, to wit: Serving the greatest need for the greatest number in selfless Love and Service one to another and to all beings world wide, and Universally, in images of the Supreme Creators Alpha and Omega. Catching the wind as to how to FEEL such majesty, ie. how to fit the bill to be such a serving being, is what will separate those who make the grade, from those who still wish to keep playing in the sandbox in kindergarten, in terms of awareness about the greater Cosmic Reality already unfolding in the fast lanes upon the face of the deep of this planet. Even the UFO dogmaticists and scientific coterie who just only speculate ad infinitum are not knocking on the door to TRUTH. Many of the most zealest amongst these local saucers in the magnetic vortexes of cities and cultures, are merely yammering proclaims against scientific concrete blocks as self admitted members of a self imaged, self created, howlest group who admit to never themselves personally having seen a UFO manifestation nor of having an inter-dimension experience. Crystallizers of the New Age, (they read crystals, and hold seances, and channel entity inputs from guides supposed all the way back to Atlantian times) these precepts sound good but do not buy real rides to Reality. So you can see, just from the quick resume of the previous two paragraphs, that the new ORDER, and LAW of ONE, will be a complete and all consumming change-over from old times, as the old dispensation is phased out of existence forever, since, most of it is meaningless, and the rest no longer will have a purpose for surviving. Concider the image of an insane asylam, in which all of its members and all of the staff operate by fixed images and fixed values and have no idea that anything exists beyond the walls of the asylum, and carry on dumb in the dark, until higher evolved intelligences and souls begin to parachute in to tell of the whole intelligent universe beyond the walls, in which the only difficulty for instant translation from State A to State B, is that a whole new inner kind of perception has to be moved into place for the denzins of the insane asylum to be able to peer then progress forth freely to the greater realms of inner perception and Reality now being opened up beyond the walls of the asylam. All of the religions which promise a 'heaven' in the after life are missing the point completely. You are supposed to have 'heaven' already, here and now, the only reason you do not yet have such REALITY is because of the intensity with which the religious dogmatics chink and push their old faith conundrums, even to willfully shutting down or even assassinating those who have been able to parachute in through birth canals to announce the news in the midst of the insane asylum. Something to know about this State A vrs State B dichotemy: is that those carrying the news about State B cannot be forced to utter on command, or to divulge information that is NOT supposed to be forthcoming straight into the mentals and lesser emotions of those who use the equivalent of dentists drills and tire chains to extract information out of the informed; telepathically, physically, or otherwise. News only flows when the Greatest Good for the Greatest Number is being served at all times, even when information is being exchanged just between two humans standing at a street corner, or talking long distance by telephone about business. Changes are happening everywhere. - SEPT, 18, 1992 GREYDON Helping the world go with the flow, if you are interested, you can pass HELLO on, via InterNet, Freenet, BBS, any other nets and by hand. Thank you in heart felt wealth.