Oriental Dragons Pre-empt Akhenaten’s Reincarnation

Last entry here was primarily devoted to presenting the gist of a live light DNA reading I conducted after a client’s request for a consultation was broken over two sessions. Per the normal course, I promoted content through various external mediums, including Facebook and Twitter. One “UFO focused” cooperative deleted everything I presented and at another avenue, a large star-seeds community, responding comments showed a negative-centric mixed response to content. Undeniably, underlying antagonistic reactions all camouflaged a simmering volatile grudging jealousy. The thin veneer of excuses was invariably only offered to cover up truthful motivations. But what was the trigger that had induced so much acrimony amongst my readership?

The singular fundamental complaint that had caused all the kafuffle over what I had written was money. None of my critics were actually anti-money per se. All possessed it, used it and sought it in great quantities (if they were honest). Causal objections to my article, it turned out, was over the fact I had dared reveal that I had charged a monetary fee for my consultation. Doubtlessly the UFO cooperative that had taken the uncompromising action of immediately deleting my post decided censorship is “fair” policy. Considering interested parties were given a contact point for further investigation, they may have mistakenly concluded that I am running some sort of commercial operation. To put the record straight, that simply isn’t true. In fact I do readings in my spare time (whatever that is) and revenues raised, thus far, would be insufficient as subsidy.

Even if I was to calculate a bread winning salary from my craft at some juncture, there is much more that needs to be cleared up philosophically before judgement can finally be made. For instance, none of my critics, when challenged, were actually prepared to offer what I do in their spare time for “free”. Not one. Criticisms were the trivial product of apathy. Even so, to make my case, I would like to focus on the deadliest of deadly concepts – “free stuff”. But before I do, here’s a foreboding thought. Because I have to work for a living fulltime to survive, my collateral output (all those things I tirelessly produce just to give away) has shrunk to 25% of its former self.

Next time the discussion point comes up we, you and they need to be sure of one thing. There is no free stuff nor ever was there. It is all stolen or, in the case of samples, given with view to longer term commercial return. I can play Beethoven’s music because he is dead. I have unfairly poached property rights from his surviving family (deliberately avoiding the convoluted inheritance debate). All of us that take free stuff are bloody thieves. Agreed, we are able to trade using goods and services exchange in place of money, but how many receivers of “free stuff” do that? What we receive is always at the other’s expense and we [mostly] simply don’t care. Yes, some do not value what they give for free and others merely process vanity by showing off, but collective freedom has to be balanced. Corrupting agents consumed with zeal are foolishly persuaded freedom comes with strings. In other words producers of free stuff have a liberal corrupting agenda.

They want to influence beliefs

This lowly blog is my attempt at balance. I expect nothing in return for what I write. My mission is not motivated by zealous control, beyond an underlying obsession with fair representation of truth (albeit devoid of perspective). Except those with unlimited resources and an endless superficial money supply, everyone must work “to live”. I had this crazy idea, in light of the fact I produce so much meaningful information for “free”, that time I needed to devote to earning money to survive might be best spent expanding my free work.

Let’s face it, my output would hardly titillate the oligarchs or, indeed, anyone linked to sumptuous amounts of money. Far from merely lampooning the “New World Order” at my other political conscience blog, I demystify “plans” so radically, I also provide reasons and remedies with steps to action against tyranny in many cases. Because my writings are predominantly “transcendental”, to them, the Capitalists, I am the ubiquitous threat as they’re never quite sure whose side I’m on. Yet, I have pointed out before that the whole New Age angst against “alternative commerce” has been crudely manufactured by the industrialists themselves because it is they that see alternative commerce as enemy number one. Why would Capitalists allow any of their money to go to the other side? Let me make one undeniable assurance. All money in current circulation belongs to Globalist cartels intent only on accomplishing universal serfdom.

Therefore anyone against me making a living from my craft wilfully supports elite protagonists, whether that support is witting or otherwise. In addition, I make no excuses for the gross act of expecting recompense for each time and every effort tendered (not available elsewhere, I assure you) as inherence calculated the fee structure for me. In that capacity mentors “not of this Earth” advised me that the fee per hour should not be one penny more of less than $100 of the United States currency denomination. Logic behind their fiendish (to some, undoubtedly) command is exquisite as it was clearly determined the amount was never going to be beyond the means of anyone, yet everyone faced with payment would find the charge, at worst, “inconvenient” or, at best, “prohibitive”.

They wanted sacrifice

In fact, “terms” (as outlined by my strange advisors) were succinct and limited to three points. Firstly, each recruit had to conjure an open mind with hunger for truth and strength for knowledge. No noteworthy preconception, to hinder educational development, was the second prerequisite. Finally, every participating client had to willingly “sacrifice” (my obscene mentors’ choice of word) themselves for “virtue”. It was [correctly] deemed the best test against human nature is financial as everyone prizes MONEY higher than everything else (and I prove it here).

Those showing predisposition towards dramatic mood swings (such as dragons), shamefully diagnosed as bi-polar by “psychiatrists”, are susceptible to drug addiction. Not suggesting in any way that “vagabonds are all substance dependent”, but homelessness is sometimes a choice as was highlighted by the American man that found a large cache of valuable South African Krugerrands. The reason pariah Medias crowed about his “salvation” was to avoid the real issue. Drug addicts financially chose drugs over accommodation given their paltry state “benefit” or pension incomes. It is less than ironic that bi-polar patients are fed some of the most toxic, mind-bending influencers as the “cure” to a problem which, in fact, was their very being.

Anyway, back to theme, all my applicants that were anything less than absolutely interested and committed to the journey simply wouldn’t part with the cash. It turned out the considerable numbers of people that have contacted me feigning interest in coaching were, in fact, all relative “charlatans”, per these guidelines. There is nothing whimsical about what I do, so I am not prepared to entertain anyone that trivially follows whims. For example, my last entry barely touched on key points from the reading session in focus. Yet feedback from other places was to the effect – “Oh my God here is a wall of information”. Of course, the same old die-hard sceptics couldn’t help but bobbing up questioning everything from sources to verifying authorities used to “establish” facts, but we must expect dark forces to make a beeline for any and all sacred places.

Their corporeal mission is to destroy faith universally. That’s their reason for living, so I can’t imagine how they would have reacted to stunning news that I may have found Akhenaten’s reincarnation. Indeed. And if I was to add oriental dragons from Japan to “the mix”, ideally the scandal-mongers would insist on me being wheeled off to the place that used to be euphemistically known as the “funny farm”. Then again, thinking practically, dragons are just the sort of creatures one would expect to meet at a funny farm.

Surely?

Last article I was only able to reveal a very limited snapshot of what had been uncovered because I had not done many consultations and it needed collective time to assess research notes. Now everything has changed. I have conducted numbers (plural) of sessions with females and males. Some candidates would be classed as having advanced psi knowledge. Others had next to no connection to or with what is generally termed “the paranormal”. Nevertheless, numbers [of sessions] are still relatively low to make grounded science calculations in my opinion. Even so, I cannot help but noticing a few disconcerting commonalities.  To do justice to the significance of these, I need to outline another long history lesson which will eventually highlight how Akhenaten’s reoccurrence is catalytic.

Everyone, without exception, I have evaluated supports multiple visible entities. Often I see two “sides” of an aura field, but it can be much more complex. For instance, one particular individual I scrutinised in a session supported a (left) front side dragon, a front (centre) Grey Being – Zeta and a (right) front side Sirian (Atlantis originated). At the subject’s core was a reptilian-Pleiadian “Oannes”. If that wasn’t enough, I have had two Ciakar-Pteroid transformations (ironically both male subjects). Lyran presence has been restricted to females. The point being is there is much more to this than meets the naked eye. I have seen Lyrans in combination with Lemurians, but no pure blood Pleiadians, Andromedans or Cetians. Beyond a couple of spurious associations, I haven’t experienced any Lumerians either. Indeed, so far, all my connections have been with ancient Atlantis seeds and, I estimate, for good reason. I was a prominent leader there. My revelation of myself as the African Negro incarnation “iXossana” (Hosanna) in the 16^th millennium BC barely scratches the surface!

Billions of years ago a version of dragon “ran” Tiamat. The entities we now call “Sirians” were genetic infants in these times, but the dragons wholeheartedly welcomed them to their lands free of institutional laws. Unfortunately for ones so young, the giant humanoids came with too much pride. Before too long, they decided to manufacture austere laws of their own that vilified their way was the right way and, thus, the only way. Everyone and everything that might consider classification as a spiritual being, according to these directives, needed to change their “bad habits” without notice. Naturally this did not sit too well with the targets, which included the graciously generous dragons that had, it turned out, fortuitously prepared a reign of abject tyranny in their ardour. After putting up with the nonsense for as long as possible, predictably a consortium of entities requested the dragons give the obstreperous new comers a coarse ultimatum and fair warning to change their own ways or be ejected from the planet without resolution – forcefully, if necessary. Everyone should know the end to that political chess game by now. Motivated by nothing short of pure spite, the Sirians’ ancestors violently destroyed Tiamat.

Yes, the very first humanoids, ancestors to the destroyers of Tiamat, did the exact same thing. That was a Manichaean landmark which only left pollution, rendering the Sirius region unfit for habitation for billions of years. Talk about making the same mistakes twice. The causal timeline reasons/circumstances leading to fulfilment were almost identical to progressions behind the Tiamat event. It was a very, very large planet that was destroyed first time round. In fact, I am led to believe, material fallout was ostensibly used to build our solar system and, if true, would have constituted a metric volume that must have been hundreds of times the capacity of today’s Earth.

Was this planet Electra?

After a long period of absence after Tiamat, more contemporary Sirian ancestors popped up again 100 million years ago or thereabouts. This time they settled on Mars. Unbeknownst to the humanoids, dragons had settled on Earth (a new planet formed from the debris of Tiamat) long prior. They also had battalions stationed on a small moon-sized planet called Maldek (orbitally out towards Jupiter). Earth was closer in proximity to the sun than Venus then, but it did not stop the fair skinned Sirians’ attempts to colonise. Predictably, another “déjà vu” run in with the dragons loomed. In order to avoid negative recurrence, when threats to their unwelcome visitors went unheeded, the dragons responded with shock and awe, annihilating a small landing party (of around 200 men) that had built a facility on Earth. The distortion behind “St George and the dragon” myths hides the fiery end to Maldek which damned near wiped out Sirians for all time.

Contrary to popular belief, Sirians (Pleiadians included) have a dreadful cosmic record; nice guys may they be. In fact most of the “cast offs”, such as the aristocratic Lemurians, haven’t fared any better either. After the Earth was pushed out to where it is today and the great dinosaurs no longer reigned, it became the time of the mammalian Pteroids. Just before they were about to “ascend” (effectively become adrift of anything physical), their final act was to create humanoid dinosaur people (commonly known as Ciakar reptilians). In doing so they were aided by a consortium of extra-terrestrial entities, driven by feline Lyrans, who also donated their own DNA. Ironically, Lyrans can be easily mistaken for humans (when viewed as stationary), so theirs combined with Sirian genetics (donated to the dragons after Maldek) made the reptilians, in some ways, seem more human than humans.

All along Lemurians were conveniently located on one of the five inner Earth continental shelves. A genetic combination of Sirian, Zeta Grey Being and something else (that connects to the Anunaki) I haven’t identified yet, they were a formidable force to behold. Co-creator and de facto rulers of the Ciakars, the Lyrans, were blissfully unaware of the dramatic changes that would affect the Lemurians’ living circumstances or, indeed, of their very presence in nether regions. Why would the Ciakars look beyond their beloved homeland, Earth’s surface, either? I provide explicit details about the ensuing war which pushed the reptilians and their feline cohorts to inner regions here, so repetition serves no useful purpose.

I do have something important to add though. The shameful defeat of the Lyrans mitigated an unprecedented set of circumstances whereby “creator succumbed to creation” and rendered Ciakars very much in control of “order” (which is the unspoken case still today). Still, Simon Parkes has given plenty of valid information on inner Earth Lyrans (albeit dimensionally adrift of conscious state) implying they have continued to be regarded (by the reptilians) as royals, celebrated by the sensational numbers of consequential hybrid lines. Nevertheless, the fallout of the prior relational structure is perhaps why our Ciakar’ creators fear (or, more aptly, prepare for) our advancement in earnest.

They know full well we are just as slippery as they are

Inherence sometimes delivers unsolvable perplexing riddles, but I think I have now deciphered why [I’ll call them] soul pairings as aura partnerships are as discovered (i.e. dragon/Sirian, Ciakar/Pteroid, reptilian/Lemurian, Lyran/Lemurian and so on). Humanity’s divine purpose has become crystal clear to me. We are all here to redeem past ills, but did extra-terrestrial powers ordinate this arrangement? Ultimately, the one labelled “God” controls all DNA. Years ago it was explained to me that while we live our DNA is perpetually washed by the sun. To split hairs, this isn’t entirely true. In fact our visible sun delivers “black light” (even though it appears bright to us) and this negatively interferes with our development. However we are also bathed by invisible white light 24/7 generated by a voracious source in the bowels of our planet and that is why we should sleep in darkness (free of harmful synthetic light). Fundamental changes can happen at any time in the development cycle, determining there is no specific reason why human life should “end” to fulfil preconceived deadlines or limits.

Because the human genome encompasses traits or traces of just about all material life in the universe (though, admittedly, location plays a big role in design outcomes), we have the potential to be anything. Detail can be found in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” (preview here). When the Ciakars created us “illegally” (without authorisation from the Pteroids that owned the gene stock), were they aware of potential present day ramifications? Personally, I believe they took a giant gamble and this was the main reason “Yahweh” took umbrage at the fact. I don’t believe they had calculated how diverse the extraneous developmental path of our DNA might be. Humanity, as a consequence, has echoed just about everything in our gene-set capacity and that in itself has proved a disaster for coordinated harmonious order. In fairness, I very much doubt the Pteroids could have foreseen the unlikely inclination towards the bizarre aura partnerships I have witnessed to date; partnerships, I might add, that are commonplace (presuming the sample is representative). So, decidedly, I conclude what we are witnessing today is God’s work.

Akhenaten is the first person recorded to identify an omnipresent God and that is why I determine his actual life was at a time that preceded standard Babylonian history. Perhaps the Pharaoh given his name dedicated himself to a distant master. The real character would have paced the Earth at a time when oriental dragons tantalised, but only ever fleetingly for those lucky enough to encounter them. Indeed, perhaps it was dragon serpentine heritage that eventually undid Akhenaten. Sadly the great leader’s preserved corpse languishes on a marble alter that doubles as his sarcophagus, physically displaced and under Draco management today.

Akhenaten was a hybrid Grey Being

This is odd as the marble alter theme significantly impacted my last article. The topic had been an eerie recurring feature of the live light DNA sessions I had reported on, though I had failed to mention an important session highlight. My client, I judged, was the great Akhenaten from a past life. He, the combination of two mortal enemies, Draco and Lemurian, was now Akhenaten’s living ambassador. If Barak Obama, Osama Bin Laden and Michael Jackson were the product of crude genetic experiments devoted to fusing Akhenaten’s DNA (prepared by the Draco), none managed to deliver any of the great king’s exclusive nobility. Nevertheless, my client (Akhenaten’s spirit) is the most wellborn person I have ever met.

Given the number of “clones” that “may” or “may not” have been created in Akhenaten’s image, there is no reason to prohibit the notion that his spirit and soul might have been shared widely, considering his special perspective on what’s glibly termed “morality”. I suspect my client might be the tip of a cultural iceberg waiting to galvanise humanity. And the Draco should know it by now. Is it the significant reason behind their monitoring of [and, where necessary, influencing] human thought transfers? Wide range scanning has been going on for millennia from their moon bases and other less conspicuous places which would put Akhenaten’s real reign pre-flood (i.e. before 10,583BC). Even so, this style of monitoring is but a glimmer of a dragon’s natural ability. All Draco characteristics are exponentially magnified by dragons. Sephardim may well be obsessed by manufacturing illusory reality, but dragons craft the illusion to such unprecedented standards it becomes inseparable from the material. They have been known to disguise themselves as entire mountains and that is mostly why the ancients found them so damned hard to find.

Contemplating illusory reality, I am reminded of the concern that many have challenged my abilities. Whether critical motives stem from jealous ambition or responsible quandary remains open to debate, but some have unquestionably been “zealously outraged” by the presumption that I might consider myself to be a vague messianic replica of the calibre of mythical Jesus Christ, given that he has been referred to my namesake Hosanna more than once. In response to my faceless opponents, I say one thing. You too can become code masters once you recognise the code. The problem is the code cannot be found in anything tangible, or, rather, reality (per se) exudes an energy that can only be back-traced to the raw essence of existence by those with the knowhow. At the fundamentals, truth doesn’t vary, so ones that achieve nirvana can only be replicated by apprentice masters of comparable status.

Conclusively, perception becomes the great hindrance to truth because interpretation precedes grades of corruption (something the Gnostics quaintly paraphrased as forgetfulness). When spun through endless related networks (like Chinese whispers), over the eons truth degrades so distastefully, it transforms into something barely recognisable: the frail shadow of unadulterated reason and logic. Fraudulent science capitalises on the fact that just about any [version of] truth can be represented (i.e. misrepresented) provided the theory backing it is compelling enough.

“Zeta” Crop Circles beacon to reignite Akhenaten?

I would now like to contemplate that which might, in normal circumstances, defy credible considerations. If there was a means, a “God given” mechanism, to spread a great soul and spirit over considerable numbers of individuals, might the group activation warrant staggered cosmic triggers? Perhaps, but first I need to present a case for why “group activation” is necessary at all, I think. Would not Mini-Akhenatens instinctively band together and bring on some kind of unaided culturally responsible Machiavellian revolution? Sadly no, there are simply too many developmental toxins and distractions to act as inhibitors and pitfalls. Besides, realisation of sufficient basis for enlightenment comes only with time; much time.

The Zeta Grey Beings have produced thousands beyond thousands of miniature enigma codes, each potentially an “Excalibur” in its own right. Once the group has been triggered all parts might be given clarity of vision, enough to instantly, instinctively break every code. I am not thinking along the lines of a holocaust of zombie “Manchurian candidates”, presently dormant, waiting to spring out and devour everything in sight. Just as heroic King Arthur did in their stead, our champions’ zest for discovery will be all that’s needed for the divided asset to commune and conquer. Isn’t the real war between vigilant awareness and sluggish apathy played out as a tryst pitching true science against mass Media “Scripture” (everything fake and hollow and decidedly misrepresentative of authenticity)? The world needs an army of Akhenaten surrogates to covet virtue. Some lone messianic “excuse” to blame on the “failings of mankind” will only empower those that want mankind to fail – the slave masters. I am proud to inform our tyrannical leaders; Atlantis awaits and has never been far away from the consistent heart of human conscience.

After all that, those that feel they can measure up to the intolerable standards set by guardian angels unknown are welcome to offer me the outstretched hand. You can try telepathy, but it would be far easier to write to me (quick2learn.steve@y7mail) outlining reasons why you feel you are ready to become aware of who you are. For the rest, the freeloaders, I hope to set up a recordings channel on YouTube for your reference, so you can live through the sacrifice of others.

Live DNA Light Readings – Deep Historic “Extra-Terrestrial” Field

Even though I was different, over the years I have discovered many others partially do as I do, but they do not do in the way I do. Everyone in this time space feels their sources are pure, their methods secure, their information personally unique offering news to tantalise, but I am the only one that gives the complete picture for prosperity’s sake. For instance, those guided by Zeta Grey Beings present wisdom with a Zeta slant. Reptilians skew legendary Draco annuls of illumination in their favour. Even the “flawless” Sirians are periodically biased in judgement; perhaps, in some ways, the most biased of all. Everyone “pitches”. They all sell or spin their points of view. Some do it so well they could convince the saintly.

In a sense we (for lack of better terminology) clairsentients refer to the exact same source. It is called many names: inherence, anthropomorphic field, crossing over, never world, Akashic Records, speaking in tongues and so on and so on. Just as dimensions are graded, source is aggregated too. Thus most, at best, can only tune into a part picture, an aspect of what is or what was. If I might select the “First World War” as an analogical example, detailed inspection of manoeuvres at the Battle of the Somme gives little or no insight as to grand macro global politics behind the war. If anything, from the insular micro perspective over thought certainly distorts wider judgement. The same can be said of my field. The path I travel is a precarious one as far as truth is concerned. Such is the hazard, many fail to realise that proof is always negotiable, whereas truth is not. Indeed this, given the present aggravated state of humanity, highlights the will to be right transcends determinate reason.

That is why the same old die hard, time tested untruths have stuck like barnacles to a rusty hulk. Just about everyone, including psychics, are so well adapted to “systemic now”, rigged, cracked, erroneous fundamentals are relied upon as though there were a verbatim authority. Demystification is hard, because it takes a big heart to undermine that which is branded “obviously true”, particularly in light of the consensus will to be right. For instance, “MILABS” is nonsense; a conspiracy involving evil, twisted reptilians’ hell bent on destroying the human race. The truth is so far adrift of that illusion; it is almost the reverse of what is being projected. Therefore, courtesy of cultural propaganda, the illusory image persuades belief (for that matter, is science illusory?). The problem is anything harking from the “other side” is, but for contextual analysis of “hearsay”, beyond proof. From the material perspective, everything located outside verifiable “3D” theoretically doesn’t exist.

Pot holes impeding the path to virtue are numerous indeed, but those anticipating more of the same from me will either be eagerly rewarded or bitterly disappointed as, in a sense, I go out of my way to deflate cultural or political correctness. Some mighty oaks that were once household facts have fallen through consequence of my intervention.

Recently I turned professional (whatever that means) and consequentially began offering consultancy services to those interested in knowing about past lives and other matters embroiled in what I call the “extra-terrestrial auric DNA field”. Everyone, without exception, has one (auric outer layer) and my terms to do a DNA reading are simple. Prospective clients must bring no preconceptions or predispositions to any reading. If you believe you are a Sirian, your light DNA may well reject that opinion. Please do not shoot the messenger for your error in judgement. The vast majority of bulk standard human beings are varieties of reptilian. Be aware of that before you begin.

It should be no surprise as we are an unauthorised version of Ciakar (the professional name for “reptilian”), as I outline in numerous topical articles, revealing even the Bible tells us so. That is why “God” (in this instance a Pteroid) was unhappy and banished us from the Garden of Eden (which, contrary to popular belief, is located in the Earth’s centre). God, as a Pteroid, to coin mass distortion (of the MILABS style) was a vicious, snarling wolverine or satyr. Logic unsurprisingly dictates that, as with many humans, other than following certain rites of passage, Pteroids are not vicious or nasty unless aggravated by something or someone that offends.

One individual has already taken the prestigious step of paying $200 for a two hour session. The client was so empowered by the experience; I have been given express permission to use any of the content of our consultation providing it in no way reveals the subject’s identity. I am cordially amazed at the sheer numbers of human beings that have been brainwashed into “believing” over-credentialed science propaganda and thankfully this client renewed my faith in the open mind concept. Perhaps the use of the word “propaganda” in this instance is unfair. That would presuppose scientists go out on a limb to deliberately mislead for political gain. Undoubtedly politics has played a role in “shaping” science opinion, but I believe most individual technicians are dedicated to their causes and insomuch behave as ethically and professionally as they can. In a sense, there lies the greater worry for prosperity. If this is the best they can do, God help us for the truth will never be given a look in.

Suffice to say science theory is regularly categorically and fundamentally wrong even when proved correct. The Flat Earth movement exploits glaring errors of past and current physics opinion. In the context of dinosaurs, which was a feature of my consultation, biological categorisation is so wayward palaeontology “general knowledge” could only be judged an embarrassment to truth. My client, I gleefully informed, had been a dinosaur in one of the many incarnations I evaluated. Surprisingly to me, this news was neither a shocking nor unwelcome as my client, in turned out, anticipated as much. In fact, my revelations arguably had the reverse effect to what might be regarded “normal”. For my client the news was an inherent celebration of genetic identity and (can I say?) validator of being. Even though I could not be precise on which brand (if that’s the right word) or type of dinosaur I viewed, one of those giant, towering semi-aquatic herbivores seems closest to fitting the bill. Personally, the dinosaur equivalents of land lubbers remind me of brightly coloured cows when in close up. If I inspect the detail, before me is what can only be described as Flesh Mountains.

Dinosaurs possibly had different priorities to anything that is now alive today. In their own way they were extremely intelligent. It was not a logical or rational intelligence by our standards. These beings (and they were not animals in our sense) were each tumultuous emotional centres and their thoughts generated active tornados which proliferated out as extended torsion fields (perhaps in some way similar to Earth’s deeply misunderstood electro-magnetism). Individual dinosaurs soaked up and thrived on both the essence of being and the residue of the group. This is something beyond human comprehension. We do not do that in the way they did it. This group energy feeding is possibly why “part Tyrannosaur” Ciakar reptilians try to emulate the same basic function. MILAB proponents may well argue objectives are very different but, frankly, I view MILAB over-zealousness as the irrational opposite of verbatim. Sensation for sensation’s sake should invite ridicule.

If biological science was to be clearly informed, proponents would have no choice but to accept the dinosaur “brain” did not match anything that is currently known to live today. The central nervous system was comparatively small; tiny in some celebrated cases, often highlighted by the Stegosaurus. However, there were other mini-brains or “adapters” and specific glands networked throughout the body. The nervous system was literally “spread” to operate something like Christmas lights around a tree. I am not precisely sure how the dynamics worked, but I gain the impression that different brains could generate different types of thoughts. Therefore, it does not take a giant stretch of the imagination to consider that maybe each dinosaur could instinctively deliberately control any brain they wished to use depending on what type of thoughts they wanted to generate.

The special way “cerebral cortex lacking” Ciakar reptilian regulates the conscience gives some insight into this peculiar dinosaur behaviour. Ciakars are dual blooded (warm and cold). We glean the idiom “cold bloodedness” from them. When they revert to cold blood, there is tragic shift of character which, in some cases, makes certain MILAB tales chillingly plausible. Ciakars can wilfully shift to cold blood mode just as we, for instance, can induce a meditative trance. The point being, once again, in comparison to the dinosaurs’ weird conduct there is nothing here on Earth that does that. We have no cast iron comparisons, so science is reduced to ignorance on the matter.

This means, sadly, our palaeontology is not committed to discovering the truth. All theories determining dinosaur physiology are merely reduced to adaptations of philosophies supporting current living systems that are either hybridised or fully transposed to “fit” the crafted alien landscape. Of course, access to truth would render sentiment impotent, certainly factoring illicit topics such as group telepathy, but “science” doesn’t seem to give a damn. On the controversial subject of “thoughts management”, Tyrannosaurus Rex was the master. Having the power to create direct “one on one” telepathic or telekinetic channels, it was more genetically advanced than human being! So proud were the Dragons, creators, they heralded the design as their original prehistoric version of “man”.

Moving on, discussions about dinosaurs accounted for a tiny part of the overall consultation. Of greater interest was my client’s overemphasised contradictory genetic path, as evidenced through the paternal line. The maternal line mirrored a strange but profound hermaphrodite partnership that had persisted generations. In the mother’s case it was the same entity type with female overlapping male. Interestingly, for my client (the progeny) there was no trace of the mother’s core signature. To explain how this is possible, from the extra-terrestrial perspective, the human genome is so vast, it encompasses an enormous number of entity types (many otherwise unknown and unnameable). I capture those brought to the surface; those that are the core identity of each individual human subject.

It would be usual that at least one [entity path] characteristically reflects some aspect of the mother or father, but this is by no means a hard and fast rule. For my client, the Lemurian and the “Draco” dual energy fields are emphasised. This almost precisely mirrors the father’s overlay, except male/male reverts to female/male. (Note: prior changes in body developmental stages saw marked differences in auric representation). Those “intrigued” by this will find much more details in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”.

As for the Draco, once again, it is worth reiterating that (and thanks to MILABS disinformation) “they” amount to a dirty word, which shouldn’t be so. If the truth be known, our reptilian nature is the root of human compassion (compassion is a checked version of passion). We inherit no compassion from the mythical Atlantean Sirians, who could only offer conscientiousness. To be conscientious is to be logical, whereas reflective compassion is emotion driven empathy. Lemurians are part Sirian too, so my client has accumulated a blissful combination of compassion and conscientiousness. Both the Draco and Lemurians have a number of less desirable traits too, such as conceitedness, arrogance, jealousy and, most troublingly, fickle natures. My client informed me his father had these exact qualities in abundance!

The story of my client’s genetic heritage twists and turns to such a degree, it permits me to present a pleasantly shocking conclusion to this article. Knowledge about the real Draco is perhaps equally startling given the visceral generalised barbs directed at the group. Few know, for instance, the Draco is split between “ape beings” and “reptilians”. Those “in the know” know a chimpanzee is pure Draco. Therefore, “Adam” (hairy man wandering the Garden of Eden) and “Eve” (illegally hybridised human being booted out of the Garden of Eden) were each members of the Draco community of comparable status. Unlike ape (a fusion of Pteroid and Ciakar) we were part Sirian but had many other gene inputs (as discussed earlier). The paradox begins here because the Ciakar is a fusion of Sirian, Pteroid and Lyran (feline) making a spiritual being, whereas apes were created to largely function as animals only. Sirian genetics hold the key to accentuating conscience. Therefore, the only way an animal can be conscientious is by breaking its programming.

Returning to the theme, a more detailed background on my client should help to decipher why compatible Lemurian and Draco gene sets caused the contradiction of overlapping entities. I was told about a prior reading given to my client who learned of a role as a “Mayan” (I have not ascertained whether this was of Aztec or Olmec heritage) royal governor. Information provided included details about “his” (a male in that incarnation) murder thousands of years ago caused, in part, by family politics. I will spare the tedious details; suffice to say he was the victim of reptilian sacrifice. In this context cloaked “priests” (who inhabited caves which doubled as “monasteries” of sorts then) would lure people by various means to volunteer to give their lives to God to ensure “nature’s bountiful harvest” (it was deemed that a good harvest was “God’s trade” in these times). Exceptional circumstances and great family pressure pushed my client into willing sacrifice (which in a different way also connects with the Atlantis episode outlined later). He was placed seated on a stone alter, secured by monks on either side and behind him. A forth accomplice brandished a stone scythe (legacy of the “Angel of Death” or “Zamolxis”?) brought a speedy, violent end to proceedings.

There are Mayan records, perhaps based on rumours, which posit sacrifices were conducted on an industrial scale with anything up to two hundred fifty thousand bodies processed annually. Reptilian Ciakars (Draco) have two undeniable cold blooded vices: long memories for negative reflections and absolute dedication to eternal revenge. The latter is an enhancement of the Sirian aspect too, but I won’t split hairs here. Contrary to popular belief, Mayans and other aboriginal Indians were what the Lemurians became after their significant genetic downgrade. In the deep past, they had engaged in a number of violent mass conflicts (wars) against the reptilians. By example, according to Apache legends, “Indians” (Lemurians) living in the centre of the Earth had no choice but to venture to the surface due to a dramatic  change in living conditions (I sense it was a flood event). Their efforts to colonise were staunchly defended by the then reptilian natives, who were led by Lyran kings, but ultimately the great Moai (another name for Lemurian) warriors proved too strong and the defenders succumbed.

Though the Apaches offer no timelines, my creation sources imply altercations ended around 850,000BC (by our timescale). After they were removed from the planet surface, core reptilian and feline colonies regrouped as focused settlements inside Earth. Eventually they built cities so strong that not even the Anunaki could defeat them in their attempts to victoriously “reconsolidate” Earth (from circa 450,000BC). All subsequent efforts by hybrid Lemurians aimed at reclaiming their original homeland failed, although a small party of beings (Moai genetic stock) that had survived the collapse of Lemuria repopulated and colonised to control one inner “shelf” (beyond its crust, the Earth is broken into five continental layers), settlements still thriving today. It may appear bizarre, but the Lemurian group mind is fine with any reptilian karmic purge of their lesser Indian bodies. They recognise they must pay the karma price for past ill-deeds and know that if the Ciakars ever over-exerted  their bitter retribution, fate would turn back nastily and bite. I wonder if a Lemurian woman and a Draco reptilian royal male coming together in my hallowed client’s body itself isn’t an attempt at utopian karmic resolve.

Marble altars and corresponding sacrifice reoccurring themes did present a number of times throughout our sessions. Included was a cameo of an abduction scene so far adrift of our reality and physical presence in the universe, I could not pinpoint it. Ken Bakeman was no help either. We both drew a blank. The scenario comprised a white dragon of royal stature “frozen” in holographic traction being pushed along a central conveyor by two tall, roguish assailants, origins and type unknown. The setting was either a spaceship or a star port. To each side of the conveyor were randomly placed, uneven metallic box shapes of a burnished grey (perhaps something similar to polished pewter in appearance). Ahead was the entrance of an “airline hanger” and its arch contour eerily matched the famous Sydney Harbour Bridge of Australia. My client could not move at all. It was as though the holographic field had induced paralysis and with this came an impending feeling of doom and dread. After lengthy analysis of the enigmatic vignette, we could only mutually guess as to why events had been presented or had unravelled this way. We came to the similar undesirable conclusions that negative forces were so intent on mischief; they planned to fragment every atom of their captive’s body, which makes absolute sense only once the potence of DNA is understood.

After all that dismal talk, I would like to finish on a progressively positive note. Earlier I promised I would make a pleasantly shocking surprise revelation.  As a précis, I can add, the client, his mother and I were embroiled in some local politics on Tiamat maybe two billion years ago, but this is less important and doubtfully “shocking”. There was also a Maldek connection that can wait another day in relation to the story. Instead, I would like to bring the mythical continent of Atlantis centre stage focusing on the period post destruction of Marduk. (Marduk, for those oblivious to the fact, was a moon that revolved our planet each nine days of its lunar cycle, according to the Vedas). At the apex of tyrannous hostility, (suggestive of the Vedic account) Marduk was blown out of the sky under vain instruction of the Sirians in a horribly ill-considered attempt at absolute revenge against the “Greys” (which entity type can only be guessed). In light of a similar incident involving another Earth moon (with an extremely wide elliptical orbit), the fallout could be no better described than as “karmic blowback”.

After the resulting complete destruction of the main technological city (which incidentally is located under the Arctic Circle today) chaos ensued. Much of the [then] southern hemisphere (becoming the northern hemisphere in 10,853BC after the Earth’s crust detached from the body and slipped – a direct consequence of the Marduk impact) was snap frozen. The great cultural centre, Rainbow City, and a few remnants of the old Lemurian infrastructures were all that remained of organs devoted to preserving “order”. The Atlantis policy of “banishment” from key citadels had been in place for thousands of years prior to the destruction of the technological city. Consequentially, free roaming bandit tribes had already dispersed and settled vast tracts of land. These peoples were the focus of Sirian missionaries, in light of the absence of laws and potential for desperate immorality. Matters were made worse by the fact that “human”, of mixed hybrid DNA, could easily be swayed by temptation. Without constant guidance “from above”, the prophets foresaw impending disaster (the modern age?) for mankind. It turned out that my client was one of these valiant Sirian missionary monks that truly sacrificed everything by dedicating their lives to God and anything virtuous in support of human development.

Towering at least three meters tall, the body looked even more colossal by merit of loose robes (almost identical in style to ones worn by modern day Buddhist clerics) snuggly draped to cover upper regions (leaving only the extremities exposed). Rather than being the traditional orange of modern times, their lavish garment colour was a rich, vibrant burgundy. The costume only went down as far as the loin area revealing two protruding very naked comparatively spindly legs. Before me was a distinctly bug-like man complete with characteristically spiky protruding limbs. Were it not for the obviously human head, I could swear I was witnessing the picture of a grotesque lopsided beetle. Even so, the head itself was quite beautiful. Short cropped blonde hair framed a beaming Mediterranean face, to my mind a beautified version of the one attributed as depicting the bust of enigmatic “Roman” historian, Flavius Josephus. It so happens, at my other blog, I present dedicated persuasive arguments supporting the notion Josephus was actually the camouflaged identity of real “Jesus”.

Specific investigation through my inherent sources showed my client had been a great cultural hero of his (once more a “he” in that incarnation) time, perhaps [then] of equal status to Jesus, but forgotten today. Though I have not been able to visualise his name (which is on the tip of my tongue), I know the legacy has been “lost” because I find no plausible references to him. My own identity as a black warrior called iXossana (Joshana) the best part of twenty thousand years ago is briefly celebrated as praise to Hosanna in Bible verses. None of the detail has survived and it is only through biblical celebration that the ethos of iXossana has been immortalised. Sadly, without immortal record, history is forsaken.  That is why (but for hints in the Book of the Wisdom of Perun) we know nothing of the sad, icy end to Atlantis. Lemuria, currently the floor of the Pacific Ocean, “sank” as the result of a mismanaged attempt to deflect a giant comet’s natural path. Controlled remedial measures backfired so disastrously they drowned all hope of salvage.

With the end of Atlantis came a terrible choice for my client. He was dedicated to God and his mission to guide subordinates, but still loved his kinfolk as intimate brothers and sisters of equal standing. After the demise of the great technology city, Earth was deemed unfit for habitation by the remaining Atlantean “powers”. Exodus plans were hatched and laid very quickly. No one was given time to calculate decisions with a clear head. Missionaries had the bitter permanent choice of either joining their loved ones or continuing as holy ones, vocationally never to be reconnected with their kindred spirits. My client made the supreme sacrifice in the style of Jesus and that is why he was renowned as a hero of his age.

Of course, he could not live forever, being of mortal flesh and blood, which predicted another, longer term problem. It seems that only males sought holy orders under the Atlantis system, so the post destruction exodus had the effect of removing all females from reach. To remedy the issue hindering timeless guidance of humanity, some Sirians monks saw merit in becoming “surrogates” and consequentially reproduced with human women. The outcome was dire (as highlighted by Enoch and others) to say the least. Offspring (that survived birthing) shared a noble and deceitful nature. This opened the gates to manipulation of the worst kind as they were physically and intellectually far advanced of their human relatives. That schism was to flourish, anchoring routine politics adjusted to distort and maltreat communion spirit. Progression has been unrelenting, as attested by modern age tyranny.

My client courageously took the step forward. You can too. Everyone has an extra-terrestrial historic genetic path whether they “believe” it or not. For better or worse, I have been blessed with the ability to “see” and access what others cannot. There are “reasons”, but all are far too convoluted for simplistic appreciation. My backers (located in inherence) have agreed that I am able to use their power to consult either the needy or the attentive. A fee of $100 (of the United States denomination) per hour consultation is non-negotiable. Clients unable to open minds and leave preconceptions behind are unwelcome. I guarantee any session will both affirm and contradict beliefs. As the ultimate cosmopolitan, I welcome anyone with the vision to look forward and I never reject anyone in search of divine purpose. Serious inquiries can be made at quick2learn.steve@y7mail.com. I look forward to future sincere connections.