Cbswork - Late May, 2004[back]
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--------------May 22, 2004--------------
Went to the Topa Topa Mountains today and did that in with a big bag.
Its in the POTD for today.
A coworker in New York is getting her zone in
good order, raising the etheric frequency of the nation's throat center, which
is extensive and covers most of the North_eastern Seaboard, including canada. Of
course, to get that center turned, Manhatten has to just become one enormous
HHG. Some doings, that.
Bordering on the strange.
Meet a friend or whomever, chat it up. They're talking about whatever's on their
mind. You...you're living in four dimensions and having all manner of beings
about you, around you, relating to you, appealing to you, urging you, all making
symphony of light, sound, movement against the stale, bland backdrop of a three
dimensional person sitting on a couch who can only understand or conceive of the
very hard surfaces within the room, in 256 colors. Sigh...
yeah...how about that.
i make public these beings and battles? Are you kidding?
spend their life looking up graveyards for a hint of spirit. Others, pore over
black and white photos of old Nazi gravlevs, wondering, "is their intelligent
life out there?"
We don't ask these questions. And, now, neither does
FOr many in this group, the battles are
in their mind, fortunately. The strain, on your mind, body, and soul is U N R E
A L. There is no possible frame of reference for it, though a few are starting
to get to that place on their path where our daily life, is becoming theirs. And
why? You can say maybe, destiny, but hey, let your karma run over my dogma. I've
met SETH, the ANNUNAKI KING. A very powerful and old Sun-Demon. He's been here
three times. Without a very ancient and loving being's help, this hill would no
longer exist in our reality, it was going like that. It starts with punching
holes in gravlev shielding and the next thing you know, the Dark Ones are
Standing IN YOUR LIVING ROOM coming at you with all their fury and power. Still
want to play?
Not trying to be anything but
honest. You MUST UNDERSTAND what you are getting into and the costs involved IF
YOU FAIL. A few people know and are mainly keeping quiet about this part of it.
The box has been opened, it cannot be closed. You must be ready. You must. I can
make no more urgent appeal that each of you who may be sincere in this work that
you do an internal house assessment of the condition of your SOUL and right now.
Because, if your blood is soured, or you are a flickering light, expect at the
very least, TOTAL DEMONIC POSSESSION OF YOUR BODY IN THIS TIME LINE, if you fail
in these battles.
THese are more and more, becoming battles of spirit
and not power wands or staffs or whatever. In that blast furnace of Truth, you
heart MUST be clean. See to it. I had to put this warning up - no one else was.
It's okay. Call the names, say its all bull. But. YOU WERE WARNED.
Please stop asking and sending in requests for
interviews, or to "help me." All answers along any of these lines are a flatout
and solid NO. If you keep pestering me, i'll block your email and cut other
things from the issue at hand, as it may exist in any connection with me on any
level of beingness. You see, I don't pick the players. They picked themselves by
serving selflessly, courageously, living nobly, and by the dint of their
eagerness to lean towards generosity, kindness, and patience in their
relationships. That seems to sum up the core group. You pick yourself. Become
that. Join, my son, join.
It's easy to slander and
libel with charges of fraud. First, no one is selling you anything, other than
cute pics, for the hassle of putting them on a cd, if you want the raw hi-meg
images. Beyond that, we take out insurance. That'd be 35MM film stock. Now Kodak
negatives, in raw untouched form, are considered bonafied in a court of law. So,
the end result is you have to deal with the images and what they mean to you.
Only recently has the choice been made to reveal the heavier stuff, as you are
witnessing. Some of it is, well, tough. To handle and process. Take your time.
This is the season for that, you know. Fixing the inner life, getting
our relationships on their HONEST keel, and the like. Removing the unessential
in all its forms, and focusing upon what matters. That means matters of the
heart. And every time. If your heart is not the major concern of your daily life
and how much it should be vivifying your thoughts, feelings, and actions,
Oh yeah, the reason the sylph pics have
been cut back is simple, dude. The other presences now on the scene have
completely overshadowed that aspect of the etheric. We live in a sea of etheric
life, wherever we go now. And, when we move about, thousands of these angels go
with us. The whole lot of us mostly, just giggle and smile alot, when out. Ask
anyone whose hung out with us. Fortuneatly, even though the bad guys are about
and constantly slamming into us with everything they have, just around us, is
these amazing circles of these devas, like eggs within eggs of them all linked
together, forming this really awesome egg of love. That also happens to many in
the orgone group, esp when they are out gifting...IN EARNEST.
And this same being in
context of the whole scene. Look closely. See, lots of etheric life about. Tons.
Angels, Devas, Demons, Reptilians, Dracs, Tarrans, Elementals of all grades and
stripes of the four major elements, earth, fire, wind, water. ALL OF IT. Some of
it is very protecting, nurting any human even slightly responsive to the spirit
of Love. And that Spirit is not a man or person, but the entire etheric frabric
of our Solar System, the Christos Spirit. Which is more the kind of cosmic love
that energy is, than it is any person, place or thing. The Christ that came in
Palestine won't be using a human body. His fakers will, not He. He inhabits the
whole upper frequency realm of the etheric, above the 3rd sub-etheric levels.
And, any of us, can tune into that "christos" frequency and call it for work.
Try it. This isn't a jesus thing or any of those lies. This is about a deeper
reality behind the myths.
Not saying you have to
be this walking, talking saint. Far from it. The heart thing is all about
MOTIVE. Why you do a thing. For self or? That determines which center, after
all, controls the other six, solar plexus or heart. That's the battle. The one
that matters, the inner one. Between the lower, long-time and well-known
dominant center, to the new one, the higher more embracing and not well-known.
Angels over Ojai today. Look in the upper left of the
cloud - very shy lady.
Angels over Ojai today. Look
in the upper left of the cloud - very shy lady. Matt's head got in the pic -
sorry bout that.
Sure, it's heavy stuff.
Intradimensional, extra-dimensional, and off-world...farging scary. Hey, i've
been dealing with this load my whole life, and i've still yet to get used to it.
It's too phantasmagoric and these beings think and feel on such elevated themes
and levels, that most of our human focus, to them, seems quaint and childish,
like with a little child. And, mostly, I feel shame for us. I constantly am
apologizing for this and that, or some thing we witness together, entirely the
doings of humans....
Didn't say it would be easy.
Just the truth, of whatever it is that comes to our door. You decide what's
happening and you decide your level of participation. You. Not me, nor the doc,
nor any membership in any group or affiliation. YOU. Get to gifting heavy and
thinking/functioning honestly as best as one can given the day to day, and the
rest will fall into place. But, are you ready to go face to face and stand tall
against the man with USAF intel, NSA black operatives, CIA Long-Terms, Reptilian
Hybrids, Mkids, Sun demons, The Entire VRIL race, Nordic GWB, SATAN, LUCIFER,
SORAT, SETH. Then, welcome.
You'll notice, new recruit, that up here in
the trenches, you don't expose yourself to that forward machine gun fire,
lessen' ya hav ta'. Sometimes, the enemy just rushes your position. That happens
alot. Don't be afraid to use that radio and call in an airstrike of Michael's
friends. He's always on the radio, in touch with Hank, who still needs an
ass-kicking, sez I.
In the trenches, battles start
early. Very often, around four in the am. You coffee up, head out in the cold
dark, and get to work, cuz maybe that night, USAF HAARPED THE crap out of your
town and totally lowered the etheric freq of the locale. So, you lock into the
grid, call in the locals, and start the energy flows going. Within minutes, the
helos start over. The Cessnas, Beechcrafts, kit-jobs, special stuff, SeeVees,
TR3s, all three series, like that. They hose you good. You hose them back. Then,
you realize you've been outside for four hours in your skivvies. Good morning,
recruit, and no, don't salute the officers...
little humor there, mixed
with THE FACTS.
Blathering tonight because, one, its
my job - deal with it - and two, cuz i can't chat with my friends, two weeks
running. Just answering the questions as they would have been asked me this
night. Fix this boys, its on your end, MARK.
having had family in law-enforcement, i understand the police mind, at least a
little bit. It must be very hard, knowing you were really meant to be this
wonderful knight in shining armor and they turned you into this pavement artist
that hunts down the few men and women on this planet opening a door to the
solution to global evil - by fighting it openly where we meet it upon the field,
so help us all. It must rancor your hearts to no end, that you are survelling
for the BEAST, when you hunt our kind down. We are the last of the messengers.
When we die off, you are ALONE.
The worst days are
when the energy is high, the Hank is doing moves in the heart center, while its
in His Possession. Then, the NAVY boys fire up haarp and try to cook down the
entire basin, usually. Millions, radio baked...bastards. Fortunately, If moves
are quick, things are turned around very quickly, usually within an hour. Then,
its mop-up, making inert the initial chemwall, and clearing out the dead etheric
mass and moving it over orgone devices. Like that... Lot of work. Three or more
a day, usually.
Don't you just love the total load of
crap coming out of this guy's mouth? Think that's bad...here's another clue for
The etheric color of Los Angeles is now a tint of indigo I've
only witnessed twice in my life. Once as a boy - forget about it - and, again,
in 1987. Anyway, that spiritual Love tint that comes from only one source. I
know...sounds wild as hell, but really, compare the blues in my pics, to other
cities. Something different there, eh? Sure. See, not always bad news. I
consider this a positive thing and it HAS NOT A SINGLE THING TO DO WITH RELIGION
or belief in diety or any of that rigid mind control. That's what all that noize
is, mind control. The major religions? The doctrines? All that.
Amazing...haarping their own people. Friends, family memebers, other
human beings, like they were so much popcorn shrimp in a microwave. The
"troops." Americans. On American soil. Against other Americans. How many tears
can I cry for that one? And have... But ok. Do it. Work for them that would harm
your family and their children. And, when you think about it, YOU. YOU LIVE
HERE, TOO. You get the spray and radiation, too. And your kids. Just like my
kids. Dude, we should be working together and send these reptilian dogs to hell
on a shutter, so to say. Pardon the expression, there.
Our seven o'clock tonight. By now, this picture needs no explanation.
Don't have a cow over the whole Hank thing, duders.
Recall, two years ago on Stubies board, we all had that big confab on the whole
Hank prison thing, and we finally came to the conclusion, he needed a good
whacking. Abouts the buttocks. For letting things get so very bad. And all that.
And so on. Naturally, I offered to do the actual kicking, but opportunity has
yet to present itself. Hopefully, i'll be up to the challenge, when or if, that
day should ever come.
Okay? Those are my answers and
statements as they were to be in chat tonight, regarding many questions by
y'all. But, i'm done in. Long day. Very long - see you all in a few anyways.
--------------May 25, 2004--------------
Just got my
internet service restored - it was cut when the sherrifs arrived. So, found some
local guy out of his garage.
things are a mess, and we cannot even talk
about it on the phone, cuz they're looking for that edge. Tons of emails to sift
through, but have made all the night appointments. Don't worry, they didn't get
the emotional meltdown they were hoping for - just a solid family trying to find
a way out of hell.
Sometimes, the enemy just rushes
your position. An attack can and often does take any form. But, the real work
kept on - i don't know how, actually, except doing good work takes your mind of
that big HOLE they punched in your heart....
about the heart center is, these most amazing dieties that are making themselves
visible, are definately coming through the heart center, then moving off to
other various parts of the country and world. Only Major Center in the World
today, in the possession of Hank, one might say. And they are taking full
advantage of it, while they can. And, some of them are bringing quite a powerful
beingness in themselves. The Beast should be worried. Look at these pics of the
last six weeks CLOSELY - i'll put more up tonight for sure. So yeah, Seth is
back and pissed, but so are some far more grander and powerful ANGELS who are
just waiting for him to overstep his boundaries on EARTH. Just a quick message,
they wanted passed-on.
Regards the Solus Wand, as many of you have
already sussed it out on your own - meaning, you remembered my lecture on it
from "that night" - Yes, its Atlantean. Yes, it was used then, as now, by
Atlantean Mages for GOOD. Yes, some of us are those very same, reincarnated
folks. Yes, we were the ones the Dark Ones hunted down and killed, all that long
ago. Thank God for Peru, that's all i can say.
This is how it works, i think. They came again. So, sat down and drilled
straight-through until the Clouds of Death Remix was finished. And so it was.
And, with five minutes of phenom pics and footage, plus some of the original
soundtrack songs, at the end there, for your listening pleasure. And now, its
been remastered to DVD, and Real Media, and is happily on its way to San
Francisco right now, with every tracking thing money could buy smacked on it.
In the immortal words of Ike Clanton, "Don't ever
mess with a cowboy you PIMPS, cuz we'll cut your PIMP's heart-out, you PIMPS!"
TOMBSTONE, with Val Kilmer.
'Course, I can't say
that, but Ike can. Rather well, too, as I recall the scene from the film. Great
actor, now passed on, sadly. A true thespian. One of the best character actors
of our time, Stephen Lang. Extraordinary player.
if you look closely at the middle cloud of today's pic, upper
right, you'll see the outline of a Nordic/Vril Gravlev, GWB. Blow the pic up.
It's just hiding inside a cloud.
Yeah...bad guys and
No defense plant yet in existence can
even cope technologically with these Immense Beings. As is now evident, unless
of course you're deep in the whole denial phase of the thing, the players have
arrived. Y'all always wondered what the End Times were going to be like. Act
One, Scene six or whatever, eh....
"Why to blab on
like an idiot?" This is how i talk. To people. Face to face. Write the same way.
To the point, in plain language. It does no good to write in sanskrit or Senzar
or any of the older tongues - who could read it? - not me even, anymore. Write
according to the mean average intelligence of the likely people YOU'D rather got
the info. Like most people do, anyway.
battles on the horizon. Try to be a part of that, if you want to get in the
whole angels of heaven, demons from the earth BIG BATTLE the Hank has worked out
for us. Dammit...
Was hoping that Revelations/Daniel gig they SET
US-UP-FOR I NOTICED wouldn't actually go into play, but all the evidence is
there, given enough reflection. From Nostradamus and others, plus the
chronicles, it seems for good or ill, this thing is coming. For real. They want
the whole nukes, scorched earth thing, takeover from below and above with
Bsirian help and the other vultures hanging around the solar system. If you
believe in that sort of thing. Just an opinion. Doesn't mean it will happen that
way. Alot of things are also happening that are more than obvious - to me - that
yeah...that Freak THE BEAST just had to come to the house and show me HOW
powerful he was...yawn...free will dude, and I rejected your ass long ago. If i
were beholden to that in any way, i would be dead now. It eats it own kind all
And the forces are gathering. I see it every
day now. All the signs are there. Just like all the other battles. They're all
here now, you know. The Great Hosts. And the beings currently jumping off from
some cometary transport - if you believe again in that sort of thing - just
start explaining these pictures of these immense Angelic and Demonic Beings now
coming through this dimensional portal here, in the heart of America. All it
took, was walking up to the dragon and returning its heart. the rest will either
follow or die - there is no grey area, once the heart starts pumping good blood
Yes they are here. They are all here. Just
when you think about everything you've seen come through this part of the world
and in other parts, it gives you pause. It's like watching miles and miles of
tanks wind down a two-lane highway that goes on forever. You just know that
wherever they're going to, shit's going to happen. Same thing.
me, they're going for that fake alien invasion gig, but with collaboration with
the usual suspects, and WWIII, starting in Syria and Iraq. That's the table
plans for the soltice, from summer to winter. The big moves start then, and
kaboom in 2006, after the inaugurations are secured by ritual. That's their
current plans. Not a prediction, their plans. A different thing.
Predictions suck. Seen too many instances of
something out of the blue, changing destiny. Free will does that, esp a free
will that is striving to live under the aegis of the heart in all things. That
little directional shift from lower to higher changes all the old rules, to all
the new rules. The nice ones. You no longer learn by the rule of PAIN AND
SUFFERING, but the new rule of CREATIVE FREEDOM. Or something like that. That's
And, FTR, about 98 percent of all the
gravitational-levitation vehicles (GRAVLEVS) are all US Military. That's a
pretty high percentage. Most of the off-world stuff is trans-dimensional -
etheric - and they only can be photographed when they WANT TO BE PHOTOGRAPHED.
And, they're ships aren't like anything you would imagine for space travel.
Because its more TIME travel, then linear space travel. Why get in a clunky
metal skinned soupcan when you can go in your etheric double and be there in a
few minutes? See?
--------------May 26, 2004--------------
quick note of thanks to everyone in the orgone-activist group. First, without
them, our family wouldn't exist. That's the level and debt of gratitude we owe
to the Carillos, Crofts, McGinty's, Kelly's, Marks, Stu's, ISara's, Jans, Johns,
and the other fifty fine souls just as important as those mentioned, who have
kept us alive, fed, and doing our part. Through business, prayers, covering our
butt in the crunch times, and sending healing energy and love - it all has
carried us through.
We deeply bow in your general direction.
Government hates freedom. They talk it up bigtime,
but we all know the dark, ugly truth about that. They are the opposites of the
very ism they expouse the most.
Some cops and feds
are on our side. Imagine that. I've scanned a few and found their loyalties with
us. Glad you see it, there, dudes. Still, they have families, are under
blackmail, and are generally handcuffed to do anything about it, to their
GROWING chagrin. That's good. Very good. Come on in, boys, the water's fine.
Look, when they come at you, they come at what you
love. The key we found, was that in unconditional love, they have no way to hurt
you, more than just superficially. Randy is home now, and we intend to keep our
son and all our sons. All you are doing is creating four very determined HEART
WORKERS who are slowly realizing what is going on, and growing up very fast.
They no longer are interest in legos very much, or toys ver much. They help out.
THey gift, do runs, carry messages when i'm busy, watch the skies, teach other
children about the angels and elementals all around them (sigh...no discernment
yet...), and are learning the hard way, about government and law enforcement. If
you end up making enemies of these boys, you governement people have no one to
blame but yourselves. What do you expect when kids see attacks coming at them
and their parents, and it keeps being the same Federal Agencies, over and over
again. C'mon, basic reaction-based psychology teaches how that plays...
In '99, no more radio shows, tours, or bands.
Rebellion over - safely away from THEM, then just wanted to hang in Ojai, teach
music, and raise my boys in obscurity.
You had to %$@& with me.
Been wanting to say that for years. And this
boy, unlike IKE, can say it this time. And without further ado, there is a new
article up, part two of the etheric series.
Well, the Baphomet appeared today. He wouldn't
let me take his picture. I had a straight up question and answer with him. Very
amazing sixty seconds, of that there remains no question. Angelbaby and I have
been talking about for the last few hours - Randy is happy, the angels were
happy today, and we even got a few visits from some very wonderful beings.
Sounds like a total load, doesn't it? You know, if someone handed me
this drivel and said, "guy says he does this all day, every day."
would be on the floor, laughing so hard I'd probably spot.
completely. But then, there's those pictures. And the footage. You haven't seen
that. I've always said, and for years, "A picture is worth a thousand words,
film is worth a million."
And the witnessess. That's
a lot of people, you know.
Interesting aspect to this
emerging paradigm change - the real one that NO SINGLE PSYCHIC ON THE PLANET
PREDICTED, SAVE STEINER. Not one single book or film or monograph or anything
about the etheric becoming visible. Steiner knew we were coming. He lectured on
it extensively. he also said that at the End Times, as such, there would FAKE
APPOCOLYPSE set into the motion by the False Time Spirits working with Lucifer
and Ahiriman. He said, and I now bear witness to his prophecy this day, that
both aspects of God are emerging, Darkness AND Light. One to balance the other,
as it was the last time the forces of Good and Evil slugged it out here. This is
what we're seeing. The Great, so to say, of both sides or aspects of the various
kingdoms, high to low. And, these two aspects are in a death struggle with one
another. We're the prize, both want.
If you look in
the far, upper right hand corner of the POTD for 5-24-04, you can see a cowboy
in full materialiazation. It's regarding the "cowboy" speech. I know, i know...
Stand firm in the heart. Thing to do, is, is this.
Think of some person or even a pet, that draws out your most warmest and loving
feelings of endearment. Understand? Replug into the vibe - even send the initial
idea of that the actual love - complete the circuit - and then, once you're
plugged into the Grid, Send all of these beings your highest power, animated by
that warmth of love. Very soon, you'll just be able to instantly outpour LOVE.
The links build real fast. Check it out.
whole time, thinkin' why don't he write? Really, thought that whole Ike Clanton
thing was just an angry rant, venting...see, more to the thing than anything as
petty as anger or ranting. The only time anger is remotely justified is when
Great Love is killed. The kind of love that sweeps through the world, but
doesn't cuz maybe someone farked up, or ended up dead.
Meaning, if your radionic work is definitely anchored in the heart and not just
the head alone (thoughtform building, which alone, and used in majic, becomes
Luciferic Light, or False Light), then you can blast these entities and the
positive, plugged-into-love-too entities will respond to your work, and othe
other kind will get burned and will skeedaddle pretty quickly. Try it. Try.
---------- The "Grid" is the etheric frequency of Love on the physical
plane. Its closest aspect to matter is the 3rd sub-etheric plane. Two above our
simple gas. That's how close HE is. Pretty cool, eh?
Yeah...don't talk like a saint very much. Rough words, from a rough,
direct man. Possibly that works out pretty good. This phenomena, this work we
are doing - liberating all kingdoms on Earth from the slavery of the Dark Lords
and finally! - is about all of us, the many we all represent. Don Croft made
this possible. Without him and Carol and their tireless work serving the orgone
communities needs, none of this would be happening. We'd be so souped to death -
remember what it was like before, visibility a few hundred feeet and for
Going to keep whining like a little bitch
all the live long day about the Heart. Over and over and over again. Look. The
only thing these devas and angels or whatever makes you feel good, respond to,
is, people who have that glow coming from the heart center, that shimmers all
over their aura. That cobalt blue, green with gold flecks thing. Sorry, its
simply how it is. Mathematical. No getting around it. No deals. No barters. Not
wealth, nor status, nor anything but one thing and that thing is the Heart. No
glow, no angels. Except the bad kind and if you don't know enough to stay away
from them, than you have no business here, young man.
Doesn't matter who you've been, what you've done, or why you did it. It
really is in the past. Doesn't matter how far down the road into hell your soul
has sunk to, there is always a way back, and ESPECIALLY NOW. So, plug into that
love vibe. Doesn't have to doing radionics. Any time is the right time. Once you
connect even one time, your heart petals instantly change hue. Do it again.
Later, too. In the bath. Hanging out with the homies, Silently. Quietly. In the
chambers of the Heart, where joy lives.
drill well. Easier said than done, blah blah blah... Used to be that way, not no
more. Now, it IS easier. However, you have to supply one tiny little ingredient.
Its a very little thing, almost nothing, when you think on it. Very natural for
some people to have this.
Almost forgot. Today's
POTD was a little joke played on me this wednesday afternoon. I asked some dour
beings why "didn't they smile more?" And, "could you look anymore depressed? How
about something more positive out there?" The usual, insolent bilge I constantly
insult diety with. For real. Hour later, this fellow showed up over the house,
big sloppy grin on his face.
This final thought.
Pretty soon, y'all be addressing these various angels the like, yourselves. Its
been suggested to me, and it makes sense, that you might not have a frame of
reference for doing so. Might dorkdude offer some helpful hints regarding that?
1. Be yourself. In all ways and things, be who you are.
about your heart. Now.
3. Honesty. Understand. No grey areas.
Orgone is the energy the angelic kingdom is using to defeat the Dark Lords
control over the planetary grid. Period. Those who gift, are warriors in that.
Another period? What does that really mean, no discussion? That sucks...
5. Also, you are an enormous HHG if you are your own orgone device.
Orgone devices clear out the aura, forcing change. Respond to the change, as it
comes, and the whole thing will be painless. Resist your own change for the
better, and react, and there'll be errors and all that comes with, just ask the
gang about that.
-------May 27, 2004---------
fired for letting kids read anti-war poems? What free country would you be
Promise Keepers is a front-company for
the CIA, created as a cover for running mkids around the globe. They are a
Christian Apocolyptic based organization whose soul purpose, they claim, is "to
insure the White House follows Biblical policy to the letter." Really? Insure
biblical prophecy to the letter? Like a Fake Apocalypse, to control the
brainwashed droids. Sorry, Letty.
Thing about all
that heart stuff is, when you get to this next, um, level, or whatever it is,
you run into some pretty tough characters. Sylphs, angels, etc, are all just
very great about us being full of holes, failures, learning impaired species,
and all that. Thing is, its the darksiders.
They aren't so very nice at
all. In fact, they want death and carnage, and plenty of it RIGHT NOW. So, the
whole blather about that was really for your protection. Call down the thunder
and it comes on down. You gotta be ready for that stuff, as it comes. Remember
that star wars episode where luke has to go into the cave and face his fears and
demons. Better get that stuff faced now, cuz when these guys show up at your
nuff said on the subject.
still processing the baphoment meet. Pure E V I L. Such a brilliant
intelligence...cold...icy...and full of this dread quality i can't put my finger
on. The whole time, just stood there, aguing for humanity telepathically with
this thing, and the whole time, perfect serenity. It wasn't until later that, i
guess like fighter pilots from the old days, eh, the magnitude of what happened
hit me. Facing off with IT. There's no describing it. Here's what I said to this
masculine force of Darkness, feared the galaxy over,
"We can't be with
what you are about, any of us. We're solid to a soul, on His Team of Love.
Everything has to stem from that." Then, i asked him several direct questions,
and got several direct answers.
Are you the etheric personification of
Are you controlling the Dark Lords and the
It then dropped its position in my mind. A clear
thought, of what It is in relation to humanity. STill processing that. We have a
very severe and "chained" to this task Entity on our hands, and he is very
present and existent upon the world, this day I say now.
admiration is an error, what it is, is the awareness that compared to
that consciousness, my feeble radiance is bug squat. Telling it like it is. Pure
intellect, no heart. No warmth. No connection. What a lonely existence this
being must have, when you think on it. The reptilian path, and its a dead end
Chained...like he had no choice. That was a surprise. ANd
the reasons for it, so wild i can't reconcile half of it. Too much. Look, just
externalizing while its hot - this is near your doors, too, my friends. Learn
from my mistakes, as i go down that road into the arms of the dragon to battle,
as is all our lot and soon.
Don't worry about the others. When the
unawakened read and see this stuff, they cannot see what is happening - the
Higher Self prevents full cognition of the magnitude of all this. Even in our
group, there are many "cut-off" so to say, until things in their life are
Peru back then was different than it is
now. Now, its all Nordic Vril and Illuminist dooky boys and reptoids - that
crowd. You know...speaking of that crowd...you guys go nowhere to go and you
will all die horribly, I've seen it. You should get out NOW. Thar be a bar-b-que
coming and many of you are slated to "go up in smoke" with many innocents. See,
they lied to you. Never had any intention at all of covering your butt on the
other side. They just needed a meatsack with a permanent atom - that's all you
ever were to the Dark Lords. A useful meatsack. And you thought you were so damn
Saying NOW a great deal, cuz all this is
happening now. Right Now. Later? No. Now.
Want to help the Team Fight?
Gift. NOW. (there's that word again.) Angels and sylphs LOVE Croft Orgone
devices. Love them. Can't get enough of them. In fact, 500 dollars of Dork
Orgone just went to Manhatten Island Yesterday.
"Doggie," our pet squirrel, has had a baby daughter,
out and about now. Mom spends most of the time in their little burrow by the
palm tree, but Doggie and daughter don't. They're everywhere. She's so tiny...
Everyone is under the gun of some kind. Mainly, it
appears to be about getting things right. On whatever level. Right
relationships, life errors that need correcting, but on the heavier stuff.
Usually, we get to deal with all manner of our personality based silliness,
creating growth in the process. Looking at myself and the people around me, we
all seem to be struggling with issues that have to do with honor, nobility,
courage, things of that nature. The blender experience seems to have elevated
itself a notch, so to say. Issues less of the other myriad centers, but issues
of the heart.
(Knew it. Knew that little SOB would sneak that word in
Spent years snorkling their plans.
Unpublished book and tape series about it, up to 2000. Here's their current
1. We are in a designed FAKE apocolypse, with America taking the
role of the anti-christ, and Prince WIlliam playing the role as the returned
Redeemer. This play will have nukes in America, Spain, Iran, Syria, and China.
The directors of the play have already set the whole show in motion. You have
Bsirians and Nordics providing the show in the sky, and the military machine of
the various puppet nations ready to come onto stage when cued. We are dead in
the middle of this play.
In the midst of all this, reptoids are going to
play the fallen angels of the fake anti-christ, only to be defeated (wink wink)
by the Real Prince of Darkness, incarnating William Arthur.
events are fictions created to control the planet's population into rejecting
the spirit of Love, the Inner Christ, and accepting the fake man as the
substitute, severing the person's soul to the etheric connection of this planet,
and hence, the solar system and beyond, creating a condition where the
"cast-off" human soul goes into the 8th Sphere (plane of matter denser than the
physical) for a few billion solar cycles until a chance for redemption upon like
conditions, in a like world, appears again somewhere. That's the fate of
darksiders, and that's why they are fighting so hard. To artificially avoid
transitting beyond the lowest of the etheric subplanes. They avoid this fate
now, artificially, through satanic ritual, blood-sport, murder and drugs. This
keeps their etheric envelope saturated with enough ectoplasm to maintain their
physical body even though the permanent atom in the heart, no longer exists. To
exist, they must feed upon slaughtered children. You see, they really are, after
all, vampyres. Sounds wild, but esoterically speaking...
Since the reptoids opened the door last summer, I've been watching them
closely. The more Hive they become, the less of themselves as individuals they
become. The queen is really a collection of minds held together by an act of
will, slightly greater than the collective. And reptoids tend to go into
"phase-lock" alot. Just like a lizard, where they will freeze in motion - for
long periods, longer than humans do. So, to make up for this, they tend to be
"over-animated" when around regular humans. As they cannot mimic normal
bio-rhythms, the just bluster about, so as to avoid that "deer in the headlight"
There are actually human beings, on this
planet, who WANT to be hybrids and breeders. Pretty sad...
See, there is no redeemer to save your soul. Your soul doesn't need to
be saved, it needs to be healed and aligned with a spiritual relationship with
all creation. This condition doesn't exist for most people. They've been told a
man will save them from themselves. That man did save them, two thousand years
ago, by esoterically mixing his blood with the etheric web of the planet,
thereby "baptising" the planet with the real Christ, that of Universal Love.
Christ is a Great Personification of Love. Like if all the love in the universe
collected at one point, it by its nature, would become conscious. Hard to
explain that perception. See, everything is conscious. All existence is
conscious. Even evil is conscious. That's what the Beast said, "humanity created
me by wrong thinking (hate). Only humanity can release me by right thinking
(love.)" He consumes the very thing that created him. He's the sumtotal of all
The chronicles on the Christ Event are as
follows. To my knowledge, no Initiate has ever spoken of this publicly. How's
that for breaking their old vows.
Christ is an office, a human being,
God, and the Spirit of Love. The record has that in the long past, this man kept
advancing life after life, finally becoming the embodiment of Perfect Love in
the Universe. There existed no other Human Man, with this degree of perfected
Love. Chrst then ascended to the Office by this achievement, choosing to
"annoint" any M-class planet that's mammals are achieving soul consciousness.
The annunaki came. They invaded the planet, took over the cities, and
have caused uneneding destruction for over 800,000 years and counting. Christ's
appearance was to save Terra from a doomed fate of constant and perpetual
inter-species warfare. This event has happened many times, all over the Galaxy.
He comes once the physical. Again, in the etheric (Like Now for our planet).
Again for the astral, and one final time for the Soul. Then, by that time, we
And there you have it, reality as I know it, regarding
this whole business.
Jesus Christ, is a Dark Lodge appendage added on to
replace the actual christ, with a Master of Wisdom, GWB, known among them as
Simply "The Master Jesus." He'll be the Last Pope, the one that final chair no
man has ever sat in, saving it for THIS PERSON.
Check this link out. http://www.rumormillnews.com/cgi-bin/forum.cgi?noframes;read=49514
-------May 28, 2004---------
In many ways,
my intentions regarding the sharing of knowledge is about limitation, more than
anything else. Let me explain the vagaries of "free will." Illustrate from
personal experience? always the best way.
Many years ago, a fellow
Arcane School student was in a living room, chatting it up with several people.
Colleen. Real name, too. She had, before coming to the White Lodge, been in the
Black Lodge. There, she learned some dark arts - just leave it at that. And,
here she was, starting to blab in a room full of innocent neophytes, about
ritual magic and how to do this and that. And, A Bell so loud that shook the
room, a voice boomed out IT IS FORBIDDEN! She fainted dead-away. When she awoke,
she remembered the voice, the incident, but her memory of the dark arts, its
practice and techniques, HAD BEEN WIPED FROM HER MENTAL BODY - all experiences,
soul-wise, likewise erased. She had violated Universal Law, or was about to at
Universal Law is real. Unilaw, my moniker for it.
This is an ivisible set of rules that each permanent atom is imprinted with upon
creation. It sets the boundaries of Time And Space.
This is why dork
dude can stand tall against the Beast, and be here to tell about it. Until It's
directly assaulted, and by dint of Its level of Cosmic Beingesss (a considered
Supreme Being, an "achieved being" so to say)it cannot do anything to any human
being UNLESS the human invites its presence in its aura or soul, or by directly
assaulting it. Then, the law holds good, both ways. Being a sovereign, the Dark
One can repell all boarders, too. That's why darksiders never directly assault
divine beings, rather instead, assaulting the humans being animated by that
spirit - its a more level playing field, soul-wise, that allows them at least a
vague chance of winning. If they were to attack any Love Being of any weight,
they'd be destroyed instantly. They know this better than the rest of the
A solus wand is going to a
place, where the head and throat centers meet. Can't wait. This is going to be
very, very good. I want copies of all the pictures too, for the historical
record, there. Right? Everyone? You ARE documenting this time, are you not? As
the etheric rises in your locale, be ready. And it is. Every day, new energies
are flowing into the grid. The good kind, so to say. Actually, it isn't good or
bad, its just energy. But, this kind of frequency generally is received in a
positive way by us, the most learning impaired species in this neck of the
galaxy, they say.
You gave up your soul for a new car?
A piece of painted metal that you don't even really own the title too? A lump of
inorganic matter, do we have that right? Oh..the money...yeah. But really, a
destiny in pain as a meatsack for a easy ride for maybe what, ten, twenty
year'n? And, possession, either demonic or reptilian, usually both, these
dayzzzzzzz. For a car? and a nice suit, with droid men or women or whatever it
is you sellouts end up sleeping with at the end of your binges. Eons in the 8th
Sphere...for a car.
Got fucked didn't you?
No other way to put, with the same effect and feeling.
There's no real damnation. Even the lost in the
8th Sphere eventually are released back into a primitive society somewhere,
usually barbaric and all that pain and suffering STILL TO PAY FOR FROM THIS TIME
on their hands. Oh yeah... Dudes...going to hell, or the 8th sphere doesn't
erase karma - its limbo - a stasis of spirit, frozen in matter. To give you an
idea of HOW LONG a time a stay there is, think about this: By the time they are
released, we'll be the SUN and the STARS.
And from that Point of View,
it is F O R E V E R.
What is the 8th Sphere? It's
a common misperception that our physical plane is the lowest plane of existence.
Imagine a plane of beingness denser then lead. With seven sub-planes just like
the physical, a mirror. Hard to get your mind around it at first? Now you know
how etheric denizens see this dimension - one of total and complete limitation.
Every plane of beingness considers the plane beneath it a prison. Imagine a
being like Christ, having to incarnate and densify for TORTURE on the physical,
being the BEING OF LOVE, in our dimension. That's sacrifice. Like choosing the
8th sphere forever to fix a flat-tire.
This lower dimension is the final
return point of spirit in matter. Darksiders want to resist the Spirit of
Freedom and follow an involutionary path to greater density. That's what they
are hoping for; continued escape by artificially maintaining their reality here
on the physical plane. By resisting Spirit, they defacto choose matter. And
that's exactly what they get: a state of beingness of total limitation of spirit
in matter and for ages. Being awake, but unfunctional, unable to relate,
experience, connect, feel, grow, be, or do. Only consciousness, frozen in
matter, never able to sleep. A real hell, given the length of time. This is
where the 13 family's and their mininions are going. Everyone who consciously
sides for Darkness, for any gain, or chooses darkness as a conscious choice of
Spirit, creates a doorway for themselves in that place. If the Higher Self
leaves from disgust and casts off the silver thread between the carotid and the
pituitary gland, then the physical permanent atom begins its death throes.
Unless artificial maintainanence if acquired, the body quickly perishes. Then,
they are the damned. Too late.
of The Solus Wand actually create inharmonic conditions for our friends. Today's
POTD was a direct dislike to some freq settings i was on about, and dorking
about with the rig. Sorry, dude, won't happen again.
But that's the kind of rapport we've got with them now. Its a visible
and open discussion. If i'm tuning them out or not paying attention to something
I "apparently" should be (bitch, bitch, bitch), they let me know in other ways.
For instance, today. A group showed up for an apparent look-see, and
"apparently" I didn't "pay them any attention" and they turned my little zone
into a hurricane - for three seconds. Yeah, what's on your mind? Or a gentle tap
on the shoulder or arm, is usual. Got a few smacks upside the head too, but
never once has any of this contact every for a moment caused me any pain or
duress. Only the battle stuff, and that's not their fault. It's the other team,
and we all know about that.
The angelic kingdom has an amazing sense of
humor, way beyond anything we know. THey laugh so easily and smile so easily -
i've never not see them smile, except when they were creating scenes or people
for me. They like showing moving pictures, rather than other methods. THey
prefer face to face, eye to eye contact at all times. In fact, after a bit of
this, you realize you don't blink, even in high winds, but your eyes never feel
abrased or irritated. Lots of special zones or bubbles they create when they
want to talk, which is "apparently" all the time. Yak yak yak. They love to
dance and play and fly. Well so do I. They love guitar music and especially are
fond of human singing, which is pretty cool. They prefer spontaneous music over
rehearsed music, played from the heart. Though, either is fine, if done well.
Also, the POTD when viewed up close, you can see these
other smaller devas abouts the hair of the big head. these "ladies" are very
gentle souls, of a class related to joy and devotion. Each frequency of love, or
aspect of love, has its own class of angels or devas.
Now, the best way
to get these types of devas around is to radiate those qualities as your
natural, inner state. So, here's what you do. Think of something that generally
pulls out of your heart center, the quality you are seeking. An event, or object
or person or your imagination even. Imagination is the best choice, bar none.
Let that aspect now run through and fill you - then, holding that freq, continue
about your business. Because of orgone, this time, other factors, you'll be
surprised how long you maintain that. Cool, yay?
been seeing alot of my surfer buddies. Going camping this weekend with them. And
feds? Don't worry, we'll have all the right permits and licenses to be there,
and plenty of cameras and witnesses. And NO DRUGS. Just beer. Lots. I don't
drink, but they do, and like the fish they are, too. Surfers love orgone. The
entire Ojai crew has orgone and is orgone aware. Four of them a Sylph aware. And
they are just great people. You'd like them, ask Dlady about the Rincon gang.
Bla bla blah
I necklaced 30 Super TBs on that base
entrance north of the old Foster Bowl.
just wouldn't relate to moi if I tried any kind of shenanigans like kow-towing
and saying things like "oh mighty spirit of the Lord of Hosts, I'm onworthy of
Great One of Love, ;bkakljadsoiubvhn" WHat a load of shit. Just be yourself,
relate to them as you would anyone else. Sure, you have to get over that initial
encounter: actual face to face contact with a being from another dimension. In
this case, an angel or deva. Those firsts rate right up there with meeting God
and the meaning of life or meeting an alien for the first time and chatting
without being under duress by them. Just remember when you face your first 500
foot tall Arch-Angel with blazing eyes of justice that shine through every fiber
of your being, exposing your soul before your eyes as he sees, revealing the
sum-total of all you are, that hey, he might just be dropping by for
They don't relate with words or protocols, anyways. They
read you so very fast that by the time you realize its happening, its already
over and processed and understood. To my knowledge though, i've never
disrespected them in my heart, ever. Of course, why would you? There's never any
reason, and angels are so very beautiful, loving, funny as hell, sweet, sexy in
an elevated way, but not dirty, gentle, caring, sypathetic, patient as all get
out - they need to be, with the village dork - like that. Once you get to know
them, you'll be right as the mail with the whole interaction thing.
Thing about all this blather is, giving a roadmap. I
looked to see if this group could get assistance and aid in relating to the
various denizens of the emerging etheric planes, but found none, except in
rotten theosophy. Now my old friend and now, i guess enemy, John Algeo,
President of International Theosophy could do it, he's the only one there with
the ability. But, he's completely GWB, through and through. So, it was like a
vacuum thing...no choice then. ANd I hope that just by externalizing my daily
impressions, you'll see that yeah, battle is all hell, but also, great beauty
and wonders. The Good, and the bad. So...
is, U don't have to be here. So, those old charges of dominating the board or
stealing the boss's thunder can no longer be leveled at the village dork. If
you're reading this, you chose to be here. So, welcome, dude. And yes, that's
exacltly how i talk in person, raised at the beach.
Speaking of THEM...
International Comasonry is located in Larkspure, Colorado. Would someone
be a dear and take about 80 tbs to that location and gift the daylights not only
of that, but the Castle up the road, where they butcher all those kids, every
month, I found out two years ago. Lots of souls to be freed, ends the mojo on
that state for GOOD, and frees up the dark power the military has been siphoning
off that site for years, but also will pull one of the teeth out of the
hijacking for that region. This is very important. This site is the ESOTERIC
OCCULT HEADQUARTERS FOR THE REAL MASONRY, the sanctum sanctorum branch. Annie
Besant herself picked the site.
Hank said, "you're
already kicking my ass with that lame-ass humor of yours. You're killing me here
with that stuff."
That right? Does it hurt alot? Then, when you get done
explaining the whole "children dying of hunger" thing this planet knows all too
well about, I'll stop with the sick asides. And, you still owe me a million
dollars from the last time out, when i kissed your ass in that life. And, we
decided we take it in cash, too. None of this, monthly accruel payment noize you
big bankers get giddy about. Seriously.
blaspheming little shit!"
about hank and the million bucks is okay. Because there is no rapture or
redemmer or heaven or hell like they tell it, or even a hank with a butt to
kiss. You can't blaspheme against a fiction. That's a non-sequitor.
My nose tells that this coming full moon and solstice
are very good times to be as plugged into whatever understanding of love each of
us can relate. Now, that doesn't mean being a panzy, waltz with no spine. Far
from it. Being plugged into love fills you with reservoirs of courage, strength,
and conviction. If you turn into a flower pot, then its probably not love you
are hooking up with. FYI.
Those clay soaks are heaven sent. We ended up
getting more, to finish the work. it's done wonders for everyone. thank you so
very much for that - big hugs your way.
telling new adherents to their dark agenda that they'll live forever, masters of
heaven, hell, and earth. That would be wrong, there. The only thing you people
will be the masters of is B O R E D O M.
else that's cool about sylphs especially, is how they clap. Well, they can have
hands, if they "need them." But, in their normal state, they throw out these
enormous streams of Fiery Power, varying in degrees and magntitude. The energy
wave of their kind, which is direct current - we are alternating current beings
- creates wings. So, when they clap, they just "wiggle" their wings, like if you
were to raise your hands, palms facing out, about eye level, on each side, and
starting wiggling them, rotating back and forth. That's how angels clap. It
makes a soft rain sound, very pretty. You hear it all the time, only because
most don't really listen at the back ground stuff, they dismiss it as wind.
Listen closer - there is a distinct difference. Message passed on.
Lots of brass in military intelligence, black arts
division, the satanists in armed forces, daily are trying to suss out ways to
harm the Crofts, us, and most of you. You know, you can call on these angels
100% of the time, if you feel these darksiders poking about your aura or your
home. No problems on that score. If they cannot aid, whey won't. Mainly, they
can, cuz they know most of us are blind when it comes to defensive measures
against other humans, americans mostly, who are trying all the time to psychicly
harm us. In fact, there is a whole class of devas who do nothing but serve and
protect, no kidding. They love doing the whole justice thing. Of course, its
deeper than that cheap sentence just passed off, but its late, and there's much
to say while the sayings good.
See, the cowards are shrewd and cunning,
as that is what Sorath empowers them with, a sharp, very smart, intellect. These
dooky-boys, who have sexual intercourse weekly with children as young as
two...are your enemy. They won't go after the angels or other sovereigns, oh no.
Nope, like all heartless, spineless, zombies, they go after the most defenseless
they can and, THEN work up the list.
I use sally water
all the time. Charged water when that's gone, but it never is. The angel keeps
me stocked, and most of my gifts and creations of the last six months have been
made with it. But, working with charged or blessed water, can be done casually
or with intent. Try this neat trick at home, kids of all ages can play.
Open your left hand, palm upward, making a small, natural reservoir.
With your right hand, drop in a few drops or whatever. As it hits your hand,
COSNCIOUSLY OPEN YOUR HAND CHAKRA TO RECEIVE THE ENERGY. I won't front-load you
with expectations on what happens when you do that. Anways, then, put the bottle
down with the right hand, make a cup of course, then pour from your left hand,
the water into your right hand. As you DO THIS, Empower with your right hand
chakra ALL THE ENERGY YOU CAN MUSTER. Then deposit the water wherever it was
intended to go.
This gives unto you, its gift. Then you take all you
are, and give back. This ancient method will empower clear, clean water by a
factor of about 1000 to 1.
are studying all this with great care and detail. Hard to get your minds around
it. I'd be happy to enlighten you, but you'd have to come at me straight up, no
games. I'll tell the truth the NSA won't tell you. Oops, did that statement kill
the potential meet? Oh well...
You know, the scientists have actually
been told that i'm some kind of experiment, like a lab study. A rat in a cage,
literally. They figured that by sticking me here, knowing my astrological chart
and my destiny in the future (they have machines that can generally predict the
future)they could watch me closely, acting out this part of my life. I found
this out a month ago. The house was a setup. But we had no choice, it was the
only place that said yes, and we still accomplished our work, in spite of them.
Okay. The whole prediction machine is really a casting
device that measures your physical, emotional, mental, and altamanasic birthdays
which then plots every major and most minor events, within 7 days. Old, very old
technology. Persians had it, long time ago. that's how they know.
They want Martial Law, BEFORE the elections. This
keeps the W in power. After that, no matter what happens, Cheney stays in as
boss. If martial law comes to pass, the whole lot of us will be rounded up.
Including our families and associates. Fact.
This hapless fellow sold his soul for a car, a
chinese wife (chinese MKulta,) and the ability to carry a Glock 19. Gee, a life
in hell for serving darkness.
Katherine/Caitlin is a very poor Pavement
Artist. That's tradecraft for a Fed working foot survellience.
The POTD from the 29th of this month, reveals a nice cobalt blue upper
atmosphere, and a very tingy-orgone violet near the ground, as seen by that
dusky shading abouts the horizon. This is a clear shot of the very wonders of
high-frequency etheric energy. When etheric energy is vivified with life, it
radiates varying shades of those deep blues and violets. Everytime.
Still gifting or pouring every day. Stitching lines of
love, wherever we go. Plus, there's the other kind of gifting - just flat out
sending things to places, adding extras to orders, things like that. Whether you
bury an hhg at the beach or send it in a box, its all gifting. And its all good.
Put out about 100 tbs this weekend. The zones of love
continue to grow.
Speaking of Love...
energy devices when angry is practically assuring a coming struggle between the
heart and solar plexus centers that need not take place, unless INCORRECT
CHOICES ARE MADE, ESPECIALLY WHEN ONE HAS BEEN MADE AWARE OF THE FACTS.
Hate cannot be resolved with more hate or anger. It just grows. This
does not mean lay down your arms and take it up the pipe. And, do not think for
a moment this boy never goes on the initiative. Because I don't blab to anyone
who will listen my heart's plans and labors, doesn't mean they don't happen.
Certainly, the chicken is the wisest of all of God's creatures - she only
cackles AFTER the egg is laid. People telegraph their intentions - giving a
veritable roadmap to Dark Forces of the contents of their hearts... And still,
they do it. If you cannot learn this lesson, expect a great deal of silence from
me on any kind of detail for any kind of reason, especially as it relates to the
work at hand. Don't expect others to relearn the lessons again for your sake,
for things still unlearned by yourself.
something you feel. Not a head thing, a body thing. Its warmth...it shimmers all
through, throwing a big, sloppy grin inside your heart, expanding your aura out
an additional 50 to 100 feet. That's what love does. It sends cascades of gold,
green, and blue/silver flecks and shimmers all through your aura. It affects
everything and everyone. It's all powerful. IT IS THE ENERGY BEHIND THE FORCE,
Really, these blogs are just answers
to questions asked of me, answered publicly for the benefit of all. And, there
have been some damn fine questions, out there, too. Good thinkers...good heart
people, you know. Pretty cool group of souls...
Cloudbusters or Chembusters elliminate chemtrails. These Croft Orgone
Creations throw enormous volumes of all kinds of high-frequency etheric energy
into the area. For miles. Cloudbusters work.
dork...how come you don't SELL cloudbusters, then?"
Well, we have a
great supply of polished professional cloudbuster makers here and abroad who
turn out such a superior product, at such a great price, what would be the
point? They already make them great...so, we do our gifts, as they do their