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" It has been a long time.
There is a 10th planet in our system, a Red Dwarf to be precise, and it is coming for us. Within the
space of 16 months, Planet
X will pass between us and the sun. Due to its incredible magnetic force the earth will experience a
complete pole shift. This
means that for a few days, the earth will stop in its rotation. North will become south. Continents will
shift and crumble, while
the oceans in their momentum will slide across the continents. Mountains will grow. It is estimated that
2/3 of the earth's
human population will die instantly. Another 2/3 of those left will die in the first few months. This is what
we have been talking
about. The Hopi have predicted it. The Bible predicted it. The Sumerians predicted it. The Mayans
predicted it. We get to
witness it. Good luck to you."
Added by Lone Wolf.This was the original posting.
Sunday, February 03, 2002
Count Zero contributed an interesting post on the arrival of Planet X in our solar system next Spring and the thread got lost in the reorganization recently. So I'm trying to restore the most of it. I don't have all the posts but I can at least give the links and the background info.
www.metatech.org/planet x nibiru earth changes.html
www.zetatalk.com/thub00.htm
Those are just a couple of the links I found and I haven't even read all those available as yet. These two will lead you to many more and you can judge for yourself the quality of the material and the concept. The theory has been around for a long time, that a rogue planet courses through our system with regularity, leaving behind not a shattered world but a disrupted world. The destruction historically is like the Biblical Flood, enough to destroy civilizations but not enough to end things altogether. If this has been going on every 3500 years for millions of years we've obviously learned to adapt. It isn't something you'd think was likely unless you considered how little we know about our truly ancient past, the mysteries and relics that hint of past high tech civilizations that suddenly vanished, the evidence of otherworldly visitors on a regular basis. That's easily ignored.
Our technical civilization has actually come about in the space of less than two hundred years. 3500 years ago was the beginning of our "root legends." Things stayed pretty much the same for us until the last century or so, when major changes began. We think of that as permanent but it's actually a fluke of history. The usual state of affairs here is not nearly so fancy.
I was interested in this because of its possible link to the Red Sky Prophecy of Stalking Wolf. Exactly what could cause a red sky worldwide for a week is a mystery, but the corona of a passing brown dwarf sun is a real possibility. Mark Hazlewood, who authored much of the information about Planet X, is also a student of yoga and meditation and was drawn to this subject by an end times dream that he shared with his son. The first observation of the planet came about because of a psychic's communication with the Greys, who contributed the coordinates at which the planet could be seen. NASA has released conflicting information about Planet X, and there is much evidence of a cover up by high level agencies.
I also had several prophetic experiences early in the 90's which fit eerily well into the Planet X scenario, and I had written about a few of them so I'll repost them here.
It's a cool thing to watch, anyway, makes me want to enjoy life and do the things I haven't done yet. I find the good in everything, or at least try to. The best part of this one is that within a few months we should know whether there is real meat to the theory or not. It will very quickly prove itself right, or wrong.
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(This is the post I wrote before, the first part of the prophecy I received, and I didn't revise it so I guess I've said the same things twice, sorry).
Friday, January 25, 2002
Count Zero's post about Planet X seemed a little flaky to me (sorry, Count, but inside I'm still a skeptic). But, I've grown used to finding truth in strange places so I did not just pass this up without looking. I followed several links, got a good look at the information that is available, and let me tell why I was impressed.
First, the fellow who is promoting this theory owes his involvement in it at least partially to a dream about the end times, one that both he and his son dreamed in the same way, independently. I sort of respect that, probably it is obvious why I do.
Second, the actual discovery of this stellar companion, Planet X, took place because of channeled information. A psychic received the coordinates through which Planet X was first spotted, in a telepathic communication with the entities we know as the Grays. Out of all the places available in our vast night sky, she picked the one that held a most unusual object.
Third, we seem to be talking about the same thing, following the same trail in many ways, coming up with the same information and dealing with the same ancient legends. I have always counted those parallels as evidence that this is not entirely fantasy, because if it were fantasy different people would be coming up with different stories. We are not. We are finding the same information no matter what method we use to seek it, whether by pure research or through something as unlikely as Dreaming.
There are specific reasons why the Planet X concept is very fitting in regards to what I have been talking about. I've told a lot of stories about my experiences as Heyoka Shaman, and what I'm about to tell you now is something I have told before, although I don't recall whether I've told it here or not. But I haven't really told all of it, ever, and there are more things which relate to this that I have not said. Because I have never wanted to place myself in the category of prophet, I have not told these things in detail.
The Elders have been angry with me about that at times, even though I explained that no one would listen to me and it would likely screw up my life to no purpose even if people did. They have insisted that it is my duty as a shaman to tell others what I have seen. Even if no listens, it is still my task. I guess that now it is time. This is what happened to me in the early days after my vision quest. This is what I saw in my Dreaming years before I knew of Stalking Wolf and his Red Sky prophecy; years before I encountered the hummingbird or butterfly or heard of the Legend of the Rainbow; and more than ten years before I heard of Planet X, the dwarf star with the red corona.
My vision quest was the most unusual experience of my life, and even now with all the backlog of strange experiences I have accumulated since then, it is still the most unusual experience I have ever had. It was something I could not ignore, but if it had occurred alone, the only event of that kind in my life, I would soon have set it aside as remarkable but inconsequential. I was on my way to doing that the day I came home from vision quest. In fact, I had already set aside much of what transpired there, forgotten the bulk of the experience. It was partly a quest to understand what happened and to recover my lost experience that led me magically to find certain people and tell them my story. When I did that, in the way a shaman like me must act, as a messenger of sorts, my complete memories came flooding back. And of course, no one believed what I said, Ha! Doing all that took months and I would likely have not tried if my life had not suddenly been completely changed. I got my first taste of what it is like to be Heyoka, the first night after my return from vision quest. I got my Dreams back.
I went to sleep that first night thinking what a strange night I had had the night before, and how sad that it was unreal and would never happen again. Then without effort I found myself in a Dream, fully aware and fully in command of my faculties, in all respects in as real a situation as I have ever found myself in, in what we know as physical terms. I was physical, yet I was somewhere impossible.
I was in the passenger compartment of a Huey helicopter, one of two that were flying high over a pleasantly green countryside laid out in rectangular patterns of tended fields and preserved forests. There was very little evidence of habitation, few roads and fewer houses, I knew immediately it was the Earth I knew and it occurred to me immediately that I was in a Dream. But I was also immediately impressed with the reality of this place, as I sat in the open bay of the chopper with the cold wind roaring around me. Several others were with me there, one of them a modern Indian fellow a little older than me, with short cropped grey hair. My Dreaming brother, Greyhair, of course. In the other helicopter flying alongside us were other members of my Dreaming family, including the woman who accepted me as a young warrior when I was twelve and looking for a purpose and for teachers. The noise of the wind and the throb of the chopper blades made conversation impossible, but Greyhair motioned that I should look ahead, and when I leaned a bit out the side I saw where we were going. When he saw the expression on my face, Greyhair grinned and laughed. I was maybe a little scared and surprised, Ha!
Ahead were several giant skycrapers, easily twice the height of our flight level. They looked like they were straight out of a scifi novel, maybe a mile across at the base and several miles high, tapering to points like huge brown crystals. I've seen similar things since then, on other worlds, but there is nothing like them here. I was very impressed, and intrigued, because around them were no cities, only farmland and forest, well tended and thriving. Those buildings were the cities, the cities were contained within them.
We began climbing steeply, up and up and up until we were so high the chopper blades were clawing at the thin air, and we landed momentarily on the roof of one building while the second helicopter hovered nearby. Greyhair signaled that I was cleared to disembark, so I stepped out and turned toward him immediately, silently. He became very serious, smiled thinly at me for a second while he looked me in the eye, then said Good Luck in words I could not hear over the engine noise. Then they flew away, peeling off on a slanting course like birds banking on a shore breeze.
I knew what my job was. I went to the very peak of the building, a squarish platform about four feet in diameter in which was welded a steel ring. There was nothing dreamlike or symbolic about it, it was about eight inches across and made of stock that was about two inches in diameter, joined solidly to the stout girders of the steel building. Swinging wildly above it was a hook like is used on large crane, with a heavy steel ballast ball above it. I looked up and the cable reached almost to the limit of my vision, maybe even out into space to the stars. At the very end of it I saw a little silvery star. My job was to connect the hook to the ring, very simple in theory. But the length of the cable was so great and the forces in between me and that silver star so wild and unpredictable that this end of the cable was snapping that steel hook about with deadly force. I had to stand up, unsupported in the gusts of wind that battered me, and somehow be the guiding power that joined these two together, that star and this world.
I wasn't even sure I could stand up, my knees were shaking so bad. But I did, because I knew no one else would do this. That was why I was chosen, I suppose, I was fool enough to try. It was quite an experience, the hook was heavier than me by a long shot and there was no way I could muscle it into place. To accomplish this I had to work in harmony with that lethal movement, guide rather than control. I had to dance with it, and I did. I'm not quite sure how it happened, but in a few moments I snapped the hook into the ring and immediately sank down onto hands and knees and crawled carefully back to the balcony that surrounded the peak of the building.
Then the choppers came back, and my Dreaming family, along with a detachment of technicians in white suits who took over the contact effort from there, disembarked onto the rooftop to continue the operation. My part was over, so I sneaked away to a quiet alcove yet unfinished and sat back in the comforting nook above a solid steel girder that was still exposed to the sky. How nice, I thought to myself. A safe place to rest, I think I will close my eyes and relax for a bit. So I leaned back with a satisfied smile and shut my eyes.
Everything around me suddenly changed. If I hadn't had my hands loosely holding onto the girder already I'd have fallen. Gravity was inverted and there was a red storm raging around me like a dry hurricane of swirling red dust and a strange reddish gloom shining through it. I was hanging onto the girder, swinging from it as though hanging from a trapeze, with my feet aimed at the stars somewhere above me. Sheets of steel were ripping loose and falling past me into the sky, and the building itself was shaking and groaning, straining to free itself from its foundation.
I opened my eyes and things were the same as they had been. Quiet and peaceful, a warm sunny day and my job already done. I told myself, calm down. You've just done a scary thing and this was just a way of dealing with the fear you set aside. Just relax, it wasn't real. And after a bit I did relax. I told myself I was being silly, I should just lie back and nap for a bit until they came to take me home. So I laid back again, with a good grip on the girder beneath me just for security, and I closed my eyes.
I was back in the red storm, falling upward, hanging onto the building with a desperate and temporary grip. I knew I couldn't do this for long and the world was disintegrating around me, I could glimpse objects flashing past me into the sky, things that should have been resting on the ground now zipping heavenward like meteors. My fingers began to slip and as the wind roared and I tried to breathe that red dust it carried, I opened my eyes. And again, I was sitting on the rooftop on a pleasant and peaceful sunny day. I decided there was only one thing to do, keep my eyes open.
I suppose I must have looked odd, sitting there with a death grip on the girder beneath me, with my eyes permanently wide open, because my Dreaming Mother came to sit beside me and asked me in a voice that was warily concerned for my sanity, Are you OK? I told her, sure, I'm fine. I've just decided to never close my eyes again.
That startled her, she was sure I'd lost my mind and she tried to calm me down and talk me out of that strange decision. I was against it, and she tried to use logic on me, by asking me why I was doing this silly thing. It's simple, I told her. When I close my eyes the world is red and gravity is upside down, so I'm not going to close my eyes again.
And then, of course, she was really concerned for my health and started to treat me as though I had flipped out. I told her, no, really, I'm OK. Here, sit with me for a minute--I patted the girder beside me--and I will show you what I mean. I took one of her hands firmly in one of mine, got a good grip on the steel I beam underneath us with the other, and with her watching me with an amused and skeptical expression I closed my eyes.
The red storm swirled around us like tornadoes in a hurricane. We began to fall into its maw, and she screamed as she stopped short at the end of my arm, both of us swinging from the one hold I had on that I beam. She didn't stop screaming, she screamed with every breath and with gusto and dedication. Sheets of metal were ripping off the roof around us and flashing away into the red gloom like guillotine blades. The skeleton of the building was groaning and popping as we twisted with it in the wind. I managed to swing a leg up and hooked it over the beam, but I knew there was no way I could hold on, and as I strained to pull her up with me I felt my fingers coming loose from the girder and I knew we were doomed.
I opened my eyes and I was sitting up in bed in the middle of a quiet Spring night soaked in a cold sweat and with my heart pounding two beats short of a heart attack. I sat there for a long time, shaking and swearing to myself, I will never close my eyes again. But of course I did, and when I did I dreamed again. That was my first night as Heyoka, and I've had many nights like that since, more often than I can ever recall, more stories than I can ever tell, yet what happened that night was perhaps the most important. I had been given a message, short and simple, in a way I could never forget.
The Red Storm is coming.
I have more to say about this, but the one thing I would like to point out now is that a close hit by an asteroid won't accomplish what I experienced in my Dream that night, nor will bad weather or global warming or nuclear war or anything with which we have some experience. But, a red star passing, strong enough to change the orbits of planets and stop their rotation, that really could accomplish what I saw in my Dream. My dreams, however strange, have shown themselves to hold information that is very often literal, not symbolic at all. This is the best answer to the puzzle of that Dream, so far. I'll be very relieved to see it proven wrong, as it should be if this Planet X scenario is untrue. Within a few months, if Planet X really is on the way, we will have proof.
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Saturday, January 26, 2002
I've talked a lot about the various "visitors" I've had here over the years, most of them nonphysical, some of them capable of having physical effects. There are a wide range of beings who have come here, with an equally diverse range of purposes. Some came to attack me or turn me away from certain beliefs and studies. Some came to encourage me or heal me and to lead in those same directions. I've tried to simply observe and make my own decisions on the right and wrong of things. Now that sort of visit isn't so unusual to me, I just had an event of that type last week. I don't recall any dreams that were associated with it and there seems to be no information or interference related to it. I don't know what it was about, all I know is that I woke up in the middle of the night because I felt a pressure against my body on the left side, like a wind blowing against me. Then I realized that wasn't right, because I shouldn't have a wind blowing through a closed room, and I shouldn't feel it through the blankets. It passed, and my attention was drawn to the East window of the room, where I saw a light outside like moonlight but just a little too bright for that, and I noticed that it was coming from an odd angle. When you see that light it always seems like the objects it illuminates reflect a little more than is there, as though it makes things flouresce. I saw that light for a few seconds and then it was gone. I never saw what the light came from, but I can guess. My friends were back for a visit, the star people I've dealt with. Could have been health related, I've had a mild illness lately, now I'm treating it. Used to be that kind of visit would have me terrified, awake in a cold sweat for hours. Now I just roll over and go back to sleep.
After vision quest I started getting visitors pretty quickly, and it was a huge adjustment to make in my life. I recall waking up one night and screaming on the inhale because there was no time to take a breath, it was something I needed to express instantly so I did. Kind of wish I could do that again, it was a unique sound I've only done once. Even the good guys scared me, back then. I was waking up every few nights, in the beginning of this, knowing that people were not just outside the walls about to come in, as my fears had been telling me for years--they were here, in the room with me, standing beside my bed. It happened in degrees because they were not out to drive me crazy, and I adjusted to their visits as well as I could. At first all I could do was lie there shaking with my eyes closed, I still had that paralysis thing going for me. But they never did me any harm, they just came into the room and watched and waited and then after awhile they went away. Eventually I did the thing the cats with nine lives, do, I got curious and deciding to risk one of mine and see what this was about.
So, the next time they came back, and I woke up knowing someone was there watching me, I greeted them aloud. I believe my exact words were, "Hi, guys. Welcome back." My voice was not just a little shaky, it was a lot shaky, but saying those words was one of the tougher and braver things I've been able to do. I still do that, some form of that greeting, when a spirit comes to visit and I know it is powerful and here for important reasons. I say Hello, and I welcome them to my home.
Three visitors were here that night, and I was not yet brave enough to open my eyes to look at them. Actually I didn't need to do that because they were energy beings, globes of yellow gold light about a yard in diameter, two on my right and one on my left, or maybe the other way round. I could see them rather clearly through my closed eyelids. It was about like having three big light bulbs come to visit. Instead of leaving they came closer to me and I could feel their energy reaching out to me. I began to have a vision. The high spirits don't speak in words, only in pictures and emotions.
I saw North America, as a kind of three dimensional map. Not a world map so I can't say much about the rest of the world and how it fares in this, I was just given the local forecast. An ancient Indian warrior, naked except for a loincloth, was standing with a foot on either coast of Canada and instead of saying anything to me, he silently pointed down at various places on the map that I was to remember. I remember quite a bit, but of course there was more detail than I can recall. I've seen other maps of prophesied changes since then and generally they fit what I saw. I doubt any of us are totally accurate.
The West Coast fares badly. Most of the lowland coastal areas are gone, permanently submerged, and the Rocky Mountains, the Western parts, have become a chain of islands. The more Eastern areas of the Rockies have fared better, but still it is almost as though the land mass has retreated into Canada, there is that much missing out that way.
The Great Plains have become an inland sea, as the waters of the Gulf of Mexico expand northward towards the Dakotas. The southeast has also fared badly, the Gulf has expanded northward towards the foothills of Appalachia. The upper Mississippi still exists but seems to lie in a more westward channel than before, I suppose that would be the Ohio I'm talking about. And come to think of it, I don't recall seeing the Great Lakes at all. Maybe I just didn't pay attention. But northward into the high plains and Canada, the land has survived, and the eastern half of the U.S. is largely intact. There is good and bad to that. Nearly all the high yield farming country is gone, but the major population centers of the East are intact, and that means some very tough living conditions, famine on a huge scale.
The climate seems to have changed also, even though the seas have taken over much of the land mass we know, the climate has become dry and hot. Some of that remaining land has become desert.
As I was being shown this, I began to wonder if people had survived at all, and in answer to my question I was given a dream. I flew over the inland country that concerned me, and saw a brown desert landscape full of blowing dust. Here and there were walled communities and I entered one in the persona of a man who lived there. It was a place that some well financed people had prepared on their own, not a government installation at all. Some people had seen the changes coming and tried to prepare for them. They had a store of food, generators, air conditioners that still worked, and fortifications around the edge of their village which were constantly patrolled by armed residents. They had put a lot of money into weaponry although I didn't see anything larger than an assault rifle. In the daytime they mostly went indoors and tried to rest, the heat was too intense to do any useful work and they had to be awake at night quite a lot to defend the town. They were not a self sustaining community, their farming was noticeably absent, and they survived by occasionally going out in armed convoys to raid the ruins of nearby cities and scavenge for food and anything of use to them. Pickings were getting kind of slim. It didn't seem to me that they had long to live, in those circumstances.
Later on I did some viewing of the East Coast area and although the climate there was better, conditions were much worse. Cities in ruins, ruled by scattered gangs of survivors, some of them living by eating people.
That night as I was shown these things and as I began to absorb the horror of what I was seeing, I did what could be expected and tried to back away in disbelief and set it all aside as hallucination. Then the visions ended and the energy beings came closer yet, close enough that the emotion coming from them was tangible, almost like static electricity in a way. They were desperately concerned about what was going to happen to the world. Their thoughts were laced with tears, and their hope was that I could do something to change this. Then they vanished, and at least in that remarkable way these particular beings have not been back again. They gave me a message and trusted me to do my best, I think. Over the years I have looked for flaws in what they told me, and I have found none. I've learned that the visions of other people have been much the same as mine, and have found quite a lot of scientific evidence for the possibility of such a change. Enough is happening now that we are likely seeing the beginning of this change, a tremor that precedes the avalanche. I don't want this to be true. This is the reason I take the Legend of the Rainbow seriously and try to do my part in it. Aside from passing along a warning no one will heed, that is the only action I have found possible.
More to come.
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Saturday, January 26, 2002
That same month I experienced a third unusual event that is also connected to this prophecy. I went through a lot that summer, and a lot more happened that month, but these three things seem tied together. That same spirit, the ancient warrior who straddled the continent and showed me things to remember (maybe he had his foot on the Great Lakes and I couldn't see them, Ha!) came back in a vision at least. I don't recall any globe of light associated with it, I just woke up in the middle of the night and there was a vision shaking me by the shoulders.
I'm almost serious about that, because it had that kind of intensity. The old warrior spirit woke me up and there he was in my bedroom, unexplainably visible in the total darkness, holding up a calendar page with no year on it, just the name of the month and the boxes that hold the numbers of the days. All of it was in various shades of blood red. He thrust this in my face and shook it to get my total attention, and spoke one word in a voice that was like a clap of thunder. "May!" he said. On the calendar a date was circled in darker red, the 18th. When I had seen this much, he vanished and I wondered once more when exactly it was that I had lost my sanity.
I've noticed in the literature about Planet X that it is now close enough to roughly project a date when it will pass Earth. They are calling for this to happen in 2003, in the middle of May. May 15th is being tossed out as a guess. I'm thinking the 18th is more likely.
I hope I'm wrong about all of this, and that it all goes away without event or effect. But I am seeing so many things now that tie in with my own visions, the ones before and the ones after I knew of the visions of other people, that I need to say what I know, now. Stalking Wolf said the Red Sky was not the final event, only the warning. I do cling to that thought, that when and if the Red Sky comes we have a year left in which to prepare.
I had a related dream not too many nights ago, just before the Planet X material came to us. An ancient warrior was in this one, too, maybe the same fellow in his dress uniform. He told us that a storm is coming, enough to put all the land in all the world under a foot of water. But, all the nations of the world will be warned before this happens, and I know he meant nations in the old sense, back then the word nation meant people and not governments. We will know when this is coming, we will be warned and we will have a chance to prepare. It will not begin on land, he said, but over the sea. That alone should give us some time.
The visions of the future that I have had in recent years are like that, they include the concept of earth changes and disaster, but they also seem to be allowing more possibility of survival. I see places that are not ruined, and I have seen far enough to believe that the world does recover. But what we know, this civilization and this way of life, is gone.
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www.gemini.edu/project/an...002-1.html
I'm not sure if this is pertinant.
There are about 7 observatories all on this one mountain in hawaii. My mother pointed out that this was wierd. I found this on the first observatory page I visited. I wounder what the other ones are up to?
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At least it's about Brown Dwarfs, and it seems to explain why this may be a reality for us. They may not be all that uncommon.
Which reminds me of a dream, of course. One of the things that happened during my Seven Gates journeys. It was during a part in which I was once again dealing with the beings who run The Ship. Used to have a wife and two kids up there (well, multiple wives, this is the one I remember best, long story best left untold).
After getting to the point I'm left with this: I'm standing in somebody's back yard in Seattle, Washington, and I am part of a crew of magical technicians who have set up a crystal grid composed of four large crystals of clear quartz set up on tripods like telescopes. I'm standing in the center of the yard at the axis of the wheel they form, a Medicine Wheel pattern again, and they are aimed skyward at an angle which would cause them to intersect infinitely far away.
I look up into the sky and suddenly I see all the things I could not see before, all the things that are not stars as well as the things that are. The sky is not empty, it is filled with dark shapes, rogue planets and clouds of gas and dark stars, they actually far outnumber the stars in the sky and some of them are not very far away at all. For a moment I see the universe as it really is, those strange things and the ships that are plying the distances between them, and then the techs are taking down the crystal grid and pretty soon I'm standing there alone looking up at a night sky filled with stars and wondering.
So I did some checking around later on and found that there are theories that most of the matter in the universe is dark matter like the things I had seen, that the visible universe does not add up to enough mass to explain things like the Big Bang. A huge amount of what would be there if our understanding is correct is missing. So maybe it isn't, maybe it's there.
Every day I drive through slashes in the bedrock where the new highway was blasted, and I see the little line of oddly colored clay that marks the time the dinosaurs vanished, and I see all the layers of ocean sediment that were put down in the millions of years since, now turned to stone that was in the way of traffic. I see the small layers in all of that, and I know they mark changes that no one is talking about and no one wants to admit. The evidence that ours is an unstable and dangerous planet is all around us. Life has learned to adapt, every time we get hit things change and life comes back stronger than ever. But civilizations haven't learned to deal with this problem. That's why our known history goes back only two or three thousand years, but fossil skulls of horses have been found in the bedrock of Europe that show tooth wear patterns from metal bridal bits. We've had ups and downs before.
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Link to Planet X website/forum:
pub39.ezboard.com/bhuntforplanetx
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I have just read through this line. I have dreamt of this building you speak of in "Red Storm Rising," though my stay was far shorter and less dramatic.
I am stuck by your experience of the complete change of the environment experienced by the closing of the eyes while in the Lucid State. I have experienced this same effect a number times. I am am now thoroughly convinced that this is a very important technique that may be used to control a dreams topography time and dimension. Perhaps it can be used in conjunction with some other technique to give one a more consistent control. Or perhaps we should leave such control in the able hands and direction of the Elders who seem to have purpose for us in how a dream unfolds?
Planet X is an interesting and disturbing hypothesis. I do not anxiously anticipate it's proving itself valid. I feel the Rainbow Warriors could use just a little more time. Yet perhaps evolution is sparked and facilitated through catastrophe.
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Hello,
Been awhile since I have been here. Anyway, about Planet X. Have any of you heard the legend/myth of the Anunnaki?
A man named Zecharia Sitchen, a scholar, archeologist, etc. etc. learned to decipher Sumerian texts precisely, or so he claims. According to what he says, there is a tenth planet in this solar system. It is on an eliptical orbit and comes in between Jupiter and Mars every 3600 years. On this planet resides a race known as the Anunnaki.
Around 450,000 years ago, they came here to Earth to refine gold and minerals. They needed these minerals and stuff to restore their atmosophere which was slowly deteriorating(sp). They didn't want to do all the work so they decided to create a slave race through gene splicing and manipulation. They fused their DNA with the most advanced ape around (possibly the Neanderthals, Cro-Magnon, or even Australiopithicines). Thus, they created us, humans in what is believed to be the first civilization, Sumer (possibly Eden). Humans were used as a slave race for thousands of years to come. The Anunnaki continued visiting Earth, creating space ports on Mars and on the Moon, landing pads in Iraq (weird drawings that span miles).
At one point in time, the decided they no longer needed us. The rulers, Enlil and Enki (Gods of Sumer) argued about destroying us. I forget who, but one of them went out and tried to. They submerged one of their ships into one of the oceans causing a great flood AKA THE GREAT FLOOD. So, the other ruler that didn't want us to be killed taught Noah how to build an ark.
Thus, we survived. For years, and even up until now, the Anunnaki have been watching, sometimes even controlling us. They have people here with alot of power. But, according to the Galactic Federation (which we are not apart of yet), the Anunnaki turned back with the Light. They no longer have evil intentions for us when they return, or so they say.
Well, thats the short version of it. If you wish to see more, run a search on Google.com for Anunnaki, Nibiru, or Zecharia Sitchen. Remember, no one knows if it is true, but some of the evidence makes sense...
Buh-bye,
Matt~visit The Vortex at http://www.geocities.com/raynar63, or http://destined.to/thevortex~
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I found another dream from that Electric Dreams magazine, which I thought was relevant. Here is the guys post.
I was sitting on a beach and I could hear the wavews and the seagulls, but I couldn't see any. I looked around and realized that I was all alone, which worried me. I felt isolated. I could see the sky which started blue with lots of clouds, but it became a redish color and then dark all around me. It was dark and I could see stars and then it was like in outer space and I could see what the red light was. It was a giant object (like a planet) heading straight for earth. The red planet was intense and was getting closer and then it disappeared. I was confused and frustrated.
Comments by dreamer: I would love to have someone give me a feedback to help me understand.
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its already been 16 months.the most tactical advantage would be closer to 2012. I live in LA, and Earth would violently force me the knowledge that she is
going to burst. Till then I will leave b4 2011. I too obssessed about the mass destruction b4, but its best to just wait it out. Everything will flow and
gathering power will be smooth. sigh . Be patient and dont listen to crazies that say this and that about when the destruction will occur based on some divine
entity or whatever, because they are just manipulating with their puny intent. Earth will be the killer, and You WILL KNOW when she is about to strike .
Because she will scream it into the universe, and the amount of intent flying from all corners of the universe to her will be immeasurable. And thus we will be
overflowing with power and fear , and our dreams will be full of it.
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Heluka what are personally going to do about this time and situation?
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its survival arnway, i am very afraid, and i must movesomewhere else that I dream of.
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