This planet has a highly disrupted field, and that is not due to the cyclical shudder of the magnificent, temporary home world itself. Though it is layered into the nuances of every single life, the depth of the confinement of consciousness, you likely remember the freedom and your feelings of the many possibilities that were open then. The irony is that the observable lockdowns should shake the soul into action.
It's simple to understand, just as the parasitic beings are who hide are easy to comprehend. The proofs of their illusory, dominant and destructive influences are all around. What is missing is the constant infusion of our own sovereignty and connection beyond the fray.....
Flowing from it's core, thru it's interior molten liquid states, thru the crustal zones and onto the facial expression of life and it's generative force.
However, that journey into the never ending story beyond the confines of that matrix is meritless without the inner experience and not just the understanding, of each One's connection to itself.
Amazing it is, even describing it and even more incorrect to call this planet "it"....But we both know that binding anything in words is of no consequence to any life that is beyond the comprehension of most who speak, write and broadcast in their very limited form of communication.
Long past are the eras in which all beings in recognition of each other as carriers of life meet each other and revel in the wonder that life is.
In it's most recognizable form it is the life beneath the surface that pops up between the cracks in the pavement. It's the trees growing on top of and around the stoneworks at Angkor Wat. It is pronounced Ung Kore Waat.
Ang Kor is the same as Ong Kaar and Oh Ung Kaar, One Creation, One Creator....not anything that any entity or group can lay claim to. The value of all places is only their reminder that the Naam carries a connection to each one who remembers their connection to the One.
The words are the same in many languages, and at their core those words echo, Ek Oh- (with the) One Connected, and are the vibrance that can be left in an ancient site. The physical space, the place is only a small piece of the value. We say it is so and so "in name only". In fact it is in the Name that the value of any real place finds it's worth.
Each one is a remembrance that upon hearing and seeing, both recognize and transcend the impermanence of life. This is often called the Naam, and One instinctively repeats that name that connects consciousness to it's own, personal relation with all living things.
It is in that personal rediscovery that all sacred places have any value at all.
Otherwise they are just a faded memory that should, at the least, spark your investigation, far beyond culture or dress or language.....even as the languages offer clues to the experiences of being absorbed as the essence, the vital energy that guides consciousness.
If you ever visit the same site... think, chant or sing the thought, the connection of your oneness to creation....in your own way. Do write us back your experiences....or better yet send us the vision, the thought, the feeling. It is within your ability, your human makeup to do this....without the primitive use of words....as sacred prayers are simply the connective tissue to the soulful experience that has been hidden in this era.
In other worlds, souls who have advanced together have taken up their advancement as being connected and not separate from all other experiences. They've jumped into dimensions that are the creation of pure consciousness, within whose discovery creates worlds from within it's own awareness. You may be given a glimpse of your connection during an OBE and may even recognize that you are that OBE Wan, who surely Can Obe all on your own, without having to go thru the trauma. Lost in the days of darkness here, many have forgotten the practices that connect them and they worship everything else but the truth within, in their loneliness......
In the most extreme and profane of contrasts, any place that claims to be sacred and is the opposite, like the Vatican, should repel the soul, the consciousness of any living being. That bloated, masonic chamber of horrors in all of it's manifestations could be more exactly called an abomination. I was searching for any place that would fit the word that I've only heard Christians use and seeing the child sacrifices under the ground level there I saw that place.
On that dark alabaster altar....while the godless ceremonies were played above, in their gaudy and pretentious extravagance, outstanding in a world of such poverty, chanting the words in the language of the moles. What the hell does that site have to do with Christ? How many years, before or after any inner and surface planetary changes will it take for the earth to reclaim the land, where grass will grow and humans again will walk the land.....
After having a few interesting conversations with Doc Deagle I felt a familiarity with him. He was insightful, sharing his stories about his dealing with the darkness, very respectful and honest to the core with me. He interpreted my name in Hebrew and told me about his encounter with the pindar. Later on, in my one and only email with him I suggested we start a reclamation company called the Universal Toilet and Urinal Company. In retrospect there were more important connections I should have made.
After the masonic temples were torn down I saw an opportunity to balance things out. I proposed we make toilets and urinals out of their altars and do to the masons what they have been doing to humanity for so long. That was the last time we communicated. I'm cool with that, as I see comedy is necessary for my health. Beyond the balance that irony sustains, it is the loss of lives on those stones that should be recognized, not my humor.
That is why there is so much secrecy that dares to challenge the sovereignty of any one soul, let alone all souls. When the real lockdowns on the planet are removed, that one connection with the world beyond, that is by actual, scientific proofs, beyond any manipulated "modeling", will be recognized and understood as the One it is.
"It is One" is a song that comes to mind.




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