Blacks, Whites and the Greys

I have taken a few weeks break from writing in order to recharge batteries. Perhaps also my rest period is partly motivated by the fact that I am becoming increasingly disillusioned by the wilful arrogance of people in general. People that possess those dreadfully devious submissive superiority complexes I find particularly irksome. At least Hitler had the balls to be clear on who he was. A typical ploy of those without minds is to conjure guilt by association brandings so, to be clear, complimenting Hitler does not mean I am his admirer. In fact I see the horrible truths of the NAZI legacy that largely pass unnoticed like bats in the night. Sadly there has also been a staggered lack of comprehension as to the simplest of concepts I have revealed. In place of joyous enlightenment my wisdom has largely been greeted by an entrenched angry ignorance propped up by illegitimate fantasies. Ignorance is never an excuse, so I neither forgive nor forget. The Gnostics correctly called this type of conceit forgetfulness.

For the forgetful, once genetic resonance shifts to the fifth dimension and above, beings can take any form they want. What is difficult to understand about that? Most like particular body designs, whether that be snakes, dogs or amoebic blobs, but if every entity decided they would look human; they would become humans to all intents and purposes. Bodies are actually “worn” something like clothes. The only real way to distinguish differences between unrelated entity types is through assessment of individual character. Sadly humans are not very good subjects for this style of analysis as we have one of the most complex, convoluted DNA catalogues in the universe. Additionally, due to the various hybridisation phases/batches over 125,000 years, the human genome has accommodated just about everything in existence in some way and comprises innumerable “races” contrary to popular myth.

I have stressed on many occasions, both here and at my other website, that there are two fundamental human conditions. At one end of the scale is selfishness which governs the necessity for trade (or there would be all-out, persistent war I fear). The other extreme is a theoretical universal love that only persuades unconditional cooperation. This love is theoretical because, due to what can only be said are our flaws of temperament, every single human instinctively hates (whether real or “on face value”). Or to put in more abrupt terms; to be human is to hate. For those that struggle with this apparently wilful accusation, consider your own loving responses to those who steal from you, might harm or murder you or ones that commit repulsive sex acts you distinctly detest? Honestly, can you offer them, those you instinctively hate, universal love? True love is simply unconditional acceptance.

I have yet to meet another individual truly without prejudice. Yes, plenty pretend not to be judgemental, but deep down, when push comes to shove, in response to the truth rearing its ugly head, every single person I have met has turned out to be another hater. Some are particularly well adapted to the craft. They forge careers that elevate venting anger professionally. It is a bitterness that is because it is at the core of their beings. They literally love to hate. It is in their blood. All the while they say they are “persecuting for good” to morally justify their existence. In reality they hate because that is what they enjoy doing. Whether initially for love or hate, human actions must be driven by principles. Without principles we would be as vegetables. Nevertheless, it is when principles are governed by prejudices that hatred flourishes. A rigorously principled existence is an arbitrary one free of emotional entanglement.

All humans belong to groups. Group views have some influence on individuals. On a more positive note, this ensures some humans learn to “manage prejudice”. The net effect has helped to bring our species group closer to the universal love (remember love is acceptance and not some pithy infatuation) state. Those completely free of prejudice find it impossible to hate. Love simply becomes a way of life. Perhaps I can use the ambivalent term selflessness as a substitute for “prejudice free”. Selflessness is the opposite of selfishness. Therefore, all humans sit in that huge grey area located somewhere between selfishness and selflessness. We are neither entirely selfish nor fully selfless.

This entry is going to focus on the Greys or Grey Beings and these, in many ways, epitomise the extremes that govern our behavioural poles. Grey Beings have no emotions. Humans do. There are nice and nasty Grey Beings. The nice ones are misunderstood as they have been predominantly misrepresented. For instance, every single human, with scant explainable exceptions, is given five senses to tune into existence; making existence rather black and white for those that don’t think. Grey Beings have different sensory perception and this means they rationalise reality in a refreshing, non-human way. Even so, human Grey Being separation potentially isn’t that great as the human genome is vast and includes just about all alien genetic markers.

It is likely, though I haven’t confirmed it yet, we are all part Grey Being but only possess fragments of their DNA. I can confirm there is nothing humans can’t potentially be. Relish that power submissive superiors. Reflectively, links to extra-terrestrial genetic lines hidden in our genome can be evidenced through those that demonstrate other senses not so commonly expressed. “Sixth sense” is the generic label used to describe many of these sentient abilities. Due to this heightened perception, it must be said that Grey Beings (as do extra-sensory humans) have a skewed view of reality compared with what I determine is normal. Of course “normal” is bandwidth too, but its range is so narrow, for instance, I can predict most action/outcome scenarios from the very sparks that craft normalcy.

Existence morphs into something else. Issues are perceived differently. That which offends most humans might not be understood. Some things we take for granted are extremely offensive to those that perceive differently. All the rules change once the human sense of morality evaporates. The nice Grey Beings are incapable of murder, yet they have the most dangerously advanced technologies in the known universe. If they could murder, the Draco would no longer run Earth as they would be annihilated. They can and have incapacitated primitive humans, but always for virtuous reasons. This has not made the memories and fear recollections of abductees any less poignantly disturbing. Strange creatures with eyes that seem to bore holes into the very core, the very soul of being, are not welcomed by deeply prejudicial haters that value “self” above all.

Predictably, the Greys have been given a bad press. There are other reasons too. Notably, unfortunately the nice Greys are regularly copied (cloned) by extra-terrestrial groups and used for far from honourable motives. Whereas the human genome is vast, theirs is very specific and makes very good hybridisation “filler”. Phil Schneider allegedly met one of a number of ghoulish products at the Dulce underground base. This facility, if it exists, is a joint venture operation between manifest reptilian Ciakers and US strategic stakeholders. In fact the beasts that attacked Schneider, colloquially known as Tall Greys, were a failed experiment at hybridising Tyrannosaur and Grey DNA. In more recent times, the surviving thousand (or so) that live in subterranean caverns are dying out as they are unable to reproduce naturally. Their creation was a Ciakar project of course.

Ciakers are regularly mentioned in my articles as they are the fathers of humanity and represent dinosaur legacy of the Draco. They (of all so-called extra-terrestrials) predominantly have the greatest active involvement on the human plane. It is difficult to determine whether the, much more ancient, Pteroids have anything more than a cosmetic interest in us. Dracula myths (expanded by Bram Stoker), werewolves and moth men sound like hallmark accounts of Pteroids, so it is clear they do dabble, but I find no evidence of anything more than that. It should be stressed though that both genetic lines have a much better understanding of God than humans do. Given the various religious abominations that drive faith (sic), we have zero understanding of God and that is why atheism is going through its renaissance right now.

I present the real God in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” and not some clapped out branded religious concept. The real God is the intent and determination “to be” to the max. Everything (including nothing and something that might be best described as “nothing plus”) is God. In order to express, parts can cooperate or conflict. Humans chose conflict because the majority of us are haters and that is what we love. Ironically, or perhaps not, the Grey Beings were a previous incarnation of man prior to “Big Bang” (an awesome universal energy surge). Then existence was emotion free and driven by logic and reason alone. It was only after Big Bang that the Annunaki appeared, introducing the emotional plane. We, humans, are the lowest link of their genetic lineage.

Perhaps in deference to the Annunaki; humans vent a psychotic arrogance. Let me explain. Take the atheists; are they not arrogant? How do you think the great controller, God, would react to those parts that dare call themselves “atheist”? Correct, He would class them as bad product unable or unwilling to participate in His plan. Upon expiry (the phase we call death), those that believed they were non-believers would be removed and cease to be. For what possible other reasons would there be a need for these blasphemers? They showed no respect for the creator or the exalted processes that hail existence. God’s response (as creator) to this is both logical and reasonable.

I must say atheists are either extremely brave or extremely stupid in their individual suicide missions. In fairness to these poor, stupid, beguiled nerds, this syndrome is a hangover from Atlantis times. Let me explain. Every single human being has “Martian” (i.e. human in appearance but not) DNA. That specifically allows us to think in the way we do (as evidenced by the cerebral cortex) which separates us from “animals” (check out the Adam and Eve story in the biblical book of Genesis). Atheists “theoretically” have thinking minds, but their thoughts have become corrupted by their arrogant superiority (i.e. if God exists, man is inferior). Nevertheless, leaders of Atlantis made human obstinacy look like a child’s tantrum. Theirs was so focused it was frightening to behold.

Arrogance and cooperative acceptance are opposite ends of the exact same scale, so friction with the Grey Beings that apply utopian reasoned logic to everything naturally ensued. Some reason and logic conflicted with the prejudicial parts of Atlantis wisdom. This meant there were regular wars against the Greys who, due to their passive nature, could not physically retaliate. Their only defence was to exit or turn the force on itself. As they are time controllers, their passive defence could be far more devastating than attack from lesser opponents. Thus, the leaders of Atlantis predictably miscalculated strategy outcomes on a number of occasions and that fomented into an even greater hatred against the Greys. Nevertheless, external politics were involved which complicated resolutions either way.

Historically, Lemurian (another humanoid type) kings have always used the Greys as advisors. Next to the Mantids (survivors of Big Bang), they are regarded as the most invested in cosmic wisdom. For those unclear on what the Lemurians are, our aborigine-Indian races reveal their most up-to-date manifest versions on Earth. These tribes demonstrate a bravery and artistry that perhaps separates them from other human types. It should not surprise readers (given the additional information) Lemurians were mystic warriors. Arguably they have inner Earth old form populations. To the naked eye, I shall try to describe the body type succinctly. Having rather strange box shaped heads, angular “reverse coat hanger” shoulders, ungainly, gangly frames towering as much as a metre above the height of the average human, they would be a sight to behold, though, unmistakably, human-like.

For a long time, over 100,000’s years, the Lemurians acted as Plantagenet Kings for the Annunaki after the leaders of Atlantis betrayed them. Even so the Lemurians had a very strong relationship with the peoples of Atlantis and welcomed them back to Earth after the Mars disaster around 35,000 years ago. Observant archaeologists will notice all the foundation stones of the Great Pyramid of Giza are of Lemurian architecture. Many of the crude ancient mounds scattered around the globe are the ancient (and far, far older than most would believe) legacy of their constructions too.  When the enclaves of Atlantis (including all the human tribes) were forced to exodus back to Earth, the Greys still acted as advisors for the Lemurians. Consequential politics that ensued seemed to heal old rifts between the leaders of Atlantis, because when the Lemurians were almost wiped out by a comet strike that dented what we know as the Pacific Ocean (creating the two deep troughs) around 22,000BC, the Greys reverted to governance of their peoples too.

It was only after the Ciakars returned to the Earth’s surface and conducted joint venture genetic operations that prompted the great Atlantis technology city when trouble reared its head again. This time the Greys were forced off planet and resided on a tiny Earth moon listed in the Vedas as “Falla”. Many fail to realise that three moons used to orbit Earth. Our cosmic science is so poor it’s almost pointless. We do not even know why planets and other astral bodies “orbit” yet (according to that resource). The path Falla took around our planet was very strange and it almost touched bodies at one point in the elliptical cycle. It was in that precise position the leaders of Atlantis used a special energy weapon to shatter it and, of course, well, that infamously and spectacularly ended Atlantis.

The Greys had already seen (predicted) the event and were gone out of harm’s way. In modern times they are the ones that supply oracles with the technologies and know-how to create transcendental messages encapsulated in what are “so-called” crop circles. The leaders of Atlantis were up against a vastly superior mindset; in some ways beyond the imagination. Thus history has shown that the attackers achieved nothing less than to wiping out the mega-city they used for their joint venture operations with the Ciakars. In addition, that destructive act chilled half the Earth’s surface for thousands of years. Preserved snap frozen mammoths and other creatures are still being dug up from the Russian tundra. The consequences did not end there. As Graham Hancock pointed out in one of his books, it needed a hammer to create “a giant flood” (represented by more than seventy independent ancient legends). That hammer was Falla whose collision with Earth had the effect of detaching our planet’s crust (about two hundred miles thick at the maximum point) from its core. It took but a few thousand years for it to slip to create the immense flood of legend.

As the Greys had assisted the Ciakars to activate the Earth’s crystal matrix earlier, there should not have been any animosity against the two species. However, reptilians believe in tit for tat, eye for eye. Who happens to be right or wrong is deemed irrelevant. From their perspective, the Greys caused the incident by provoking the leaders of Atlantis into attacking them. The outcome was Ciakar agents were caught up in the mess and suffered dreadfully from the consequences and they’ve blamed the Greys for it ever since. Nevertheless, unlike humans, Ciakars are not vindictive. They are opportunistic. Thus, the reason a treaty was made with the Mantis was mostly to act as a bridge between them and the Grey Beings, who they partner with. Subsequent from the end of Atlantis, there have been numerous cooperative ventures with the reptilians. One was the creation of Zeta-Draco Grey Beings to lead re-ceded humans after the great flood of 10,583BC. Most recently, I think, has been the so-called “Philadelphia experiment” fiasco. Time skip consequences are still being suffered today (not that anyone notices!).

The complex Ciakar-Mantis network demonstrates the caution of the Greys. They don’t ever seem to directly liaise with the Draco on projects. For instance, in the case of the Philadelphia experiment they partnered with Zeta-Draco hybrids (I call Futczhi) as far as I can ascertain. There is some credence to consideration that human abductees might be used as facilitators of an ideas exchange program between Zetas and Draco, given that all humans are part Ciakar (whether they like it or not). There are many the grey areas as to correct origins of man, but, more importantly, specific genetics can be tweaked into muted activation mode (similar to safe mode on computers). That way the Zetas can cooperate with Ciakars without risk of any negative proto-physical ramifications.

We haven’t achieved their level of genetic manipulation, so this will seem like make-believe to empirical scientists. Even so, given the right keys, our bodies can be tuned to become anything any when. I have elaborated before on how the leaders of Atlantis could manipulate the backend of matter to change frequency resonance of atoms. Suzy Hansen has also talked of her Grey hosts’ ability to literally switch on or off particles’ energetic fields. She whimsically describes the living experience as “everything going black”. Perhaps the Greys are black and white after all!

The Great Honour: To Be Consumed by a Draco

Because human beings detest criticism we are all vindictive. Whether responses to judgement are tactful or blunt, were our core failings to be exposed it would invariably require world wars for conclusive remedy. That is partially why our spiritual developmental progress has barely changed over thousands of years, only fluctuating with fashions of each age. Formal analysis should be deemed to be empowering because, through honest appraisal, knowledge of errors presents the opportunity for redemption or an “improved me”. To be in deliberate denial of one’s own shortcomings is the greatest sin possible in my opinion. As a teacher, it is my job to bring bad news. Writers under my spotlight should feel proud I even bothered to assess their output. For me to have shown an interest they will have revealed prodigy and I am the one that is humbled by the privilege of being able to assess those most valuable contributions. With that consideration in mind, the first part of this article will evaluate a powerful but demure topical book . If all goes well evidence will seamlessly bridge across to new revelations on the challenging subject, Draco spirituality and intent.

It is human nature to cling to permanence. That is why most would ideally live eternally (while in good health) and many struggle to resolve the loss of loved ones. Tarot expresses death as the catalyst, something that interrupts rather than completely destroying permanence. Change is good. It affords new perspectives from lessons learned. Two great titans went to battle recently and it appears, consequentially, on face value that Eva Draconis and I have irrevocably fallen out. Loss of face, when in relation to honour, is impossible for various human character sets, in light of our vindictive streaks. Thus, prospects for resolve must be regarded as limited to the point of futility. That said, the fallout has been essential for my discovery tour and, in light of this new valuable perspective, prior missing pieces of the puzzle in position reveal a clearer picture. Those differences of opinion will not stop me respecting her work and I shall continue to promote her valuable contributions when possible and appropriate. Neither should the immense value of her account be understated, nor should my critiques in any way dampen her everlasting charm, passion and commitment to personalised diligence.

Though I cannot even divulge indications as to the nature of these private disagreements, lessons learned will be presented in a way that does not break confidence.  Having almost reached the halfway point of her first book, “The Orion Project – Real or Imaginary”, I am beginning to see a formula with clarity. She has three undeniable objectives which deserve contemplation. Those that defiled her must pay to vilify revenge. Resolve will come through identification of purpose (of her attackers). Why did they do it? Finally, she wants accountability as physical proof and, consequentially, is obsessed with her abductors’ materialisation. There is an ulterior motive here. Perhaps fame is the wrong word as she has made every effort to remain anonymous, originating from somewhere in Europe. She wants notoriety; even of the posthumous variety. Plenty of book sales would help too, I’m sure, so please donate and learn something.

Being part dragon (spiritual DNA) myself, the onlooking world regularly mistakes my ill-tolerance of simple minds for conceitedness. Dragons in human form often dotingly attach themselves to some or other academic institution. Thus, in that capacity, they can adopt cynical views towards opinions that do not stem from academia. Eva treats lesser minds with distain, demonstrating her dragon nature. Anything disagreeable coming from parties with no reputation is covertly demeaned in a similar way to those that mount slanderous campaigns under the guise of journalism. That which challenges is dealt with by implied condescension. It should be said; a raging arrogance rather dominates and goes some way to undermining her quest.

For instance, her opinion of her extra-terrestrial hosts is notably low even though she tries camouflage the fact (texts are littered with smirks in response to alien sentiment). To which end, to the unbiased third party, a very different snapshot is surmised. As much as she tries to lead her extraordinary opponents into her mercilessly devious traps, they simply refuse to cooperate, egging her on all the while. In fact, I would go so far as to say she comes perilously close to being the fly in their ointment.

Theirs is a world she doesn’t understand, nor, it is painfully clear, does she try to understand. Those with dragon qualities tend to feel they are important; perhaps destined and this is probably my [personal] greatest fault. We are very easily offended for that reason. For those disillusioned by academia, there is such an obsession with compromised truth that ruthless self-criticism can lead to the spiral of a downward path to oblivion. At the bottom of that bottomless pit is the realisation that corruption is the root of basis. Thus, when countering inconvenience, these angry cyclones of conviction can turn their opponents to stone. All dragons are of the serpentine lines, having low will power, and can be rather two faced (often inadvertently) though brave. There is more to Eva’s connection with Hamish the dragon than she perhaps realises.

In correlating style, around the 180 pages mark, there is a transcript of a letter submitted to the CIA demanding help. Though Eva’s prior note taking is comparatively cool and collected, her letter gives clues as to cracks in this visceral veneer of control. By what she wrote, she had convinced herself that some of those connecting with her either had relationships with or were de facto agents of the CIA or, perhaps, associated arbitrary body. Her strategy was to catch them red handed as it were. This was not a clever move. I know how the CIA works very well. For many years I communicated with a known agent (who, in that capacity, occasionally appears as an expert on TV). For some of my dark research projects, I also monitored numbers of CIA and FBI operatives targeting subversives. Over time, I have collected additional contacts who have claimed they are part of the organisation’s wider network invariably in some sort of conspiratorial vein. Each and every one of these presumed assets voiced extreme paranoia suggesting plots so convoluted they would make John Le Carre blush.

It is common knowledge that, under the guise of stopping communist infiltration, 100,000’s of strategic files were created against blissfully unaware American citizens (often supporting baseless accusations), sometimes used to diminish individual career prospects. The UFO/exo-politics groups are of considerable interest today. In 1993 Dr Steven Greer, one of the best known names in ufology, was granted an informal interview with James Woolsey (then director of the CIA). Though the slime ball Woolsey denied the meeting ever took place in 1999, his dreadful organisation was behind the 1950’s Project Blue Book UFO misinformation campaign (brainchild of the so-called Majestic 12), which extended to strategic agents leaking slant information (misinformation) about UFO crashes, captured EBE’s and so on. I should note the ex-policeman, researcher and popular UFO Truth magazine owner, Gary Heseltine, has identified a number of strong positives generated by Project Blue Book, so those with time to wade through that plethora of trash may be validated too. The point is the CIA was involved from the start and will be involved at the end.

Eva, particularly, was not able to cognize how her visitors expressed themselves. For instance, they regularly lied to provoke her attention. Using fake associations with Hitler, NASA and others engineered credibility. Her academia aligned dragon pounced on the notion as she clearly immensely respected the organisation others label “Never A Straight Answer”. Being rather tin foil hat in character, Mkultra was not known to her at the time, which suggests her abductors had a database of other subjects’ information they used for references. Carefully noting personality shifts and body language throughout the recorded discourse, I can say Eva was complimented for being a good subject (slave) every time she listened to them (with sincerity) and was disparaged on each occasion she insisted on answers from them, unless information revealed (usually adrift of requests for) suited their wider purposes.

Her obsession, in typical human fashion, sometimes morphs into infatuation. Love, when free of infatuation, can blossom anywhere, for instance. It seems to me collectivised associations is a common female trait in particular. Each affectionate posse ostracises fundamentals that don’t fit the aggregate view. Borderline considerations linger, perennially not understood. Interestingly Eva’s quixotic visitors merely wanted her to be true and not the cartoon she attempts to echo. As an aside, I regularly encounter shrieking fundamentalist qualities, particularly when discussing emotive subjects such as paedophilia. The reptilian human brain seems to instinctively switch on irrational psychosis when belief systems are threatened: the greater the fundamental, the more powerful the unwarranted reaction against.

One of the problems with “The Orion Project – Real or Imaginary” is all voices, whether “dinosaur”, “hybrid”, “Draco” or “reptilian” present roughly the same “objective” energetic signature. By that I mean they are of identical “mindsets”. Whether this is through cause of the way Eva has rationalised what she records or they are, to all intents and purposes, the “same” is unclear. Thinking about it, her response to her dragon partner, Hamish, for instance, seems as much a reflection of her as him. Even so, texts are loaded with gems (though not necessarily evenly spread) and it really needs someone to notarise them in isolation. To highlight a few points, they talk about the need for the fabric of species to be balanced (controlled); their living quarters inside a cloud; men in black (different to ones described by others) used as assistants and Mkultra spiders. Generally, as much as Eva fights against the tide, everything gravitates around the piquancy of respect divided between designate slave and master. Sovereign human beings tend to find this notion disturbing.  This is also where I think Eva’s comprehension breaks down too.

At one point in the journal she over zealously interrogates the reptilians on their eating preferences; notably as to whether consumption of human flesh was included on the menu list. Rather than listening for reflective feedback, she invariably fields accusations and waits for return denials or affirmations. Thus readers are never quite sure whether responses are merely moves in the slave/master role play or honest information. Nevertheless, without her prompts, she risks not collecting any information at all, so, in the case of human flesh eating, after several attempts of pretty much the same accusation, I think it transpired that though they hadn’t eaten human flesh up to that point, exceptions were possible.

They certainly ate something but also repeatedly praised a watery elixir found in their planet. Eva had presumed the fluid was hydrogen based, although this is far from a certainty. Reading carefully (to page 214), I saw no place where her hosts definitively responded to her questions suggesting they might not have known what hydrogen was. The Zeta Grey Beings, for instance, do not recognise molecules per se, but, rather, identify with holistic elemental frequencies. I discuss the filters acting as exchanges that accentuate the material plane in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”.

The Orion entities rituals thus far seem related only to obedience and genetic exchange. One of the hybrids was allegedly beaten for not wanting to rape Eva. I have long maintained our medieval mindset was the closest we came to the reptilians’ social ethos. Torture was widely used and respected as an effective part of judicial due process then. Today attitudes have changed, of course, as torture proved only worthy in administering fear or submission. In a closed master slave devote society; torture would be the best way to accent order. Scandalous sources, often driven through David Icke’s network, talk of similar values of the Earth realm Draco. The death penalty was dished out with impunity as protocol for the Draco-Martian alliance that became the Atlantis technology city. Citizens could be and were regularly killed for simply having the wrong thoughts.

Recently I was able to talk on the American internet radio channel, Revisiting Reality. After the broadcast I continued chatting with an extended group of listeners but also learnt (contextually) that Martian-reptilian hybrids had been produced as a consequence of the Atlantis joint venture. This forces me to alter some of the conclusions I had drawn for my yet-to-be-published “A New World Order”. Critics please correct me to your hearts’ content. It is always my blessing. I am not one of those that blindly forge a monopoly on truth. Far from it, my mission has always been to reveal the unrevealable free from the shackles of politics, vested interests, commercial property and other biases. My purpose is to present what others cannot or will not illume.

Understanding our genetic heritage is the best key to resolving anomalous evidences which are blamed on the “Draco”. These rules obsessed entities are the lowest link in a non-manifest chain of command going right up to the Annunaki (the long word for “God”).  Our English adjective reference, draconian, first appeared in 1876 and means rule obsessed. Reputedly the Greek statesman (lawyer), Draco, established law codes which imposed the death penalty for minor crimes (such as stealing vegetables) in 621BC. Though his name actually meant “sharp sighted”, it originated from drakon (the Greek version of dragon and a much more ancient word meaning “dragon group”). The serpentine use of dragon first appears as the archaic French adaptation of Latin draconem (meaning serpent or sea monster). Incidentally, Greek drak references Slavic derkesthai (a darting or deadly glance) which was colloquially sometimes used as “to see clearly”. This is interesting because raptors are recognised for their extraordinary eyesight. There is a dragon connection here too, for the original ground and air raptors’ Tyrannosaur and Pterodactyl DNA blocks were (as gene masters) under their direct administration.

It seems more than ironic that 18^th century cosmologists picked the name Draco for a massive constellation of stars, which happens to include Alpha Draconis. Is exoplanet TrES-2 the home base of all reptilians? The chance of “Draco” being coincidental is greatly reduced after considering the fact that Gamma Draconis was discovered and named before Alpha Draconis. If it wasn’t labelled for being first; was it of premium importance and why? That importance we now know is it was the sun source of the distant ancestors and creators of humanity. Over 400 million years ago, the ones destined to become Earthlings were ensconced in a planetary system that orbited Alpha Draconis. The highest material beings were the dragons, though it is unclear whether they were created specifically to master Earth plane genetics or their manifest purpose stretched back to the dawn of time. It seems likely the latter would be the case given the Annunaki’s original desired form was that of what can only be described as a sea monster.

Thinking of dragons, this gives me an opportunity to confess a grave error of mine. Years ago I was given an image of a tall dragon seated at a marble throne. Perched on the extended neck in place of what should have been a frightful gargoyle was the angelic face of one of my family members. I took it as a foul joke, but it wasn’t. The dragons were trying to give me a clue as to how their psych worked whilst offering homage in celebration of my own heritage. The family member in question is gracious and kind, extremely compassionate, but practical at the same time. She would light any crowd, but also has a ferocious streak. To catch her angry flash, watch out! She would give Beelzebub the collywobbles.

In the spirit of errors, I can complement Eva for correcting me. Whilst Thuban is known as the head of the serpent from antique Arabic, reptilians prefer to call it the all Seeing Eye. This has many colloquial names, including the North Star, Morning Star (the implied source for Lucifer). Because my information about insectoids (notably the Mantid types) must have been referenced through reptilian or snake lines (invariably I do not know the route information travels; only it originates from “source” rather than “astral regions”), they called the Mantids Thubans. Remembering a distant perplexing audial vision, I had been shown master souls of the Mantis made from a type of light and rock. More recently I have found signatures of very different Mantoid entities around the proximity of Venus (with kind assistance from Niki Reinert).

My earlier dream (of the Mantis master soul versions) had pre-empted judgement error which, I presume, had (or was likely) to be through course of this timeline. Inuit Eskimo legends reference a distant past in or on a planet near the North Star. All native Indian aborigines are versions of Lemurians. I have seen varieties of their higher spiritual types with black almond shaped eyes (not dissimilar to that one would expect of Grey Beings) giving them a distinct Mantis quality. My bizarre experience of the Beruzdia is linked. This also seems to tie in with the mysterious cone headed Pharaohs (“Grey” versions are featured by Suzy Hansen in her book The Dual Soul Connection), the mythical Viracochas and even Thoth. To make rational identification even more enigmatically problematic, Eva Draconis noted whale-like varieties of reptilian mantis beings. It’s complex.

Dates analysis varies, but it is generally agreed by those that draw on cosmic channels that somewhere between 7 and 9 billion years ago, the Annunaki split between “snake” (or sea monster) and “man” (face of God). Yet, if the unbiased observer was to strip intent down to its raw essentials, to be worshiped with sincerity transcended all other objectives of their existence. Is that not what Eva’s visitors wanted of her – to be in awe of their existence? Lucifer, the symbolic name given to one of the snake-line archangels, assumed the non-manifest forms of Ba’al for the specific goal of genetic mastery and education. Metaphors are expressed by Sumerian texts. Enki (representing the inner) was the great gene master. Enlil (or “outer”) either taught or judged as teachers do. Dragons formed the bridge between non-manifest and relative reality plane realms. Einstein’s grave error was to deny intuition. To the larger degree, that is why our science is stuck on materialism. Materialism is not representative of reality because relative realms are interloping.

I feel that Georg Faust’s enlightening folklore deserves some evaluation at some point, particularly focusing on Johann Wolfgang Goethe’s Mephistopheles. That intricate review of reptilian character will have to await a future episode. Researchers are often confused by myths spun about reptilians in exo-political circles. It could be said the Ciakar has been type cast. According to original scandal, reptoids must be nasty, slimy, psychotic, evil, irrational abductors, torturous butchers and serial rapists if authentic. Counter-movements have presented comparatively wimpy antipodal gentle vegan empathetic spiritualists, but these versions are as bogus as all the other gross caricatures.

It can be said that all reptilians are very switched on – perhaps scintillating. Whether their exterior is gruff or malleable, underneath they are the essence of livingness. In fact our fused cold/warm blooded pulmonary system is representative of the Ciakar dual system. They can be cold or warm blooded at will. As cold bloods, they are vital, alive, undiscerning and that is what they prefer. A rush of warm blood facilitates the spiritual aspects of character: empathy, balanced judgement and their version of compassion.

It is important to stress that dragons created Pteroids who, in turn, created their Earth plane ideal form, man. Homo erectus or Neanderthal is the head of a magnificent mammalian hierarchy. The Rhesus monkey connection with human blood types is symbolic (Landsteiner’s pioneering work used rabbit blood in substitution) and unrepresentative of genetic hierarchies. Nevertheless, pigs are widely used for human blood transfusions for “A” and “O” type blood groups. It is uncomfortable to know they are also one of the creatures closest to the human genome set. Perhaps the Jews removed them from our menu for being more than unclean?

I cannot ascertain whether monkeys are blue veined (affirming a fused pulmonary system), but can confirm that if a genuine autopsy of original Homo erectus was ever conducted, blue veins are unlikely to be seen. Later Neanderthals were also hybridised by Ciakars as were in between hairy versions of human (neither “us” nor “them”). “Eve” (sparsely haired) human was the master creation which adapts all their key attributes for surface life on the Earth plane. We are the most up-to-date version of reptilian man. Thus to summarise the ancestral DNA lineages, there is Annunaki-Lucifer-Ba’al-Dragon-Pteroid-man (Adam) and Annunaki-Lucifer-Ba’al-Dragon-Petroid-Ciakar-human (Eve). A large number of vested interests monitor our DNA catalogues and any one could intervene if their asset was terminally threatened.

The great power of “The Orion Project – Real or Imaginary” can be found not in what Eva tries to expose, but, rather, in what’s hidden between the lines. Whilst there is no diplomacy, providing etiquette is observed, cordiality simmers. Belying this veneer is a real attempt to control through information. Eva, as slave, is subjected to carrot and stick as the lure to fruitful comprehension. Thus, when she is raped it is as a means to an end. The guilt of her abductors was not obvious. They were not ashamed by what they did to her, but rued their unauthorised behaviour in case they were called to account by their own [vicious] peers. We can assume that their [own] hierarchies of control go way beyond anything Eva was exposed to. In other words, if the “big cheeses” (of their society) were ever to learn of shenanigans, there might literally be hell to pay. That is who she should be seeking out if she was committed to enacting revenge.

Thus, when (late) Karla Turner, James Bartley and others highlight reptilian abduction rape, they do not present honestly. Views merely lionise the human “right” not to be inconvenienced. Ciakar analysis contradicts opinions. They talk of doing women a great service by “opening them up” sexually. This has, in some ways, been born true by abductor testimonies that have reported extraordinary arousal or orgasms as features of rape experiences (something that parries with Dracula folklore). In addition, Ciakars negotiate contracts of the heart (or will), so verbal rebuttal will have no effect as a method for stipulating prohibition.

At some level, all abductees agree to their torments. To put things in perspective, blood sacrifice (war) over Earth heart chakras rings true as I know of a Draco pact with the US Administration which details more than 66,000 human souls to be given per annum in accordance with joint venture cooperation. Contrary, allegations of piles of human corpses stored like bricks serves no purpose and makes no sense whatsoever except as a possible method of inducing intimidation. That said, at least one reptilian species does consume human body parts (and not ones you would expect to be digested) which are stocked in their equivalent of supermarkets. Records of hybrids (that ingest through their skin membranes) bathing in large vats of human (somehow still living) fluids and sinew are confirmed. But let’s face it, if pigs could talk, there would be many guilty humans or, dare I add, if plants would scream scandal mongers might profess vegan horrors galore!

The ancients recorded accounts of terrible rituals where hapless adepts would be savagely volunteered as Ba’al bait. I think the tales were again biased in favour of human predetermination, but, be that as it may, rituals were undeniably bloody. Gore was the method used to entice the correct energetic values. There is also possibly some truth to the notion of victims being skinned alive, as live blood needed to be consumed with energy intact. Ciakars, common with all higher beings, are drawn to energetic signatures they feel attracted to. Vibrant reptilians are earthy and real so tend to seek just about everything humans label “distasteful” (per the atheist hatred of anything vital), such as lust, altered states, mystification, divining and so on. To them, the most monumental stages of life are what we label “birth” and “death”, so it should be no wonder that our genetic betters are mesmerised by these in particular.

There is a way to fight back, though. Eva elucidates it very well throughout her writings. She never really backs down once in the 214 pages I have read. The very worst possible reaction to intolerance is snivelling submission (cowardice). I find it interesting that Israel and her law makers have pushed the very qualities that the Draco despise as optimum social attributes. Of course there are lazy inept outcasts of Draco society that would see this as the practical solution to their control objectives. Thus, if any hidden power rules here, it is them – Draco spawn. All that masonic propaganda geared to shaping opinions is rather obvious to those with half a mind, which doesn’t say a great deal about our invisible theoretical controllers.

Real Draco spiritual beings are a whole different kettle of fish. For instance, recently I was presented a fake moon that acted as a beacon of confusion in an attempt to shift emphasis of my logic for reasons too convoluted to go into in detail this essay. Suffice to say, they needed to change my opinions and change they did. On face value, things evolved in the wrong way for them too, probably ending at a tangent from where they had originally targeted resolution to unfold. Of course, that journey may not be over yet, so conclusions might well be premeditated. I’ll hopefully let you all know how it pans out in a future post. We can determine this, though. The Draco know beliefs are far more potent than truths and, in the same way, Israelite “psy-ops” sloppily attempt to mimic their refined deception.

Via dream state, I have recently been invited as witness to a hallowed Ciakar ceremony. In costume, participants could easily be mistaken for “men” or “women”. Proportionally, they all look human. The scene is very odd indeed. Numbers of cloaked figures channel me the sense of their attentiveness. Accordingly, each has a duty which he or she lovingly enacts. The room radiates the signature of something like one of our formal religious institution, but it is very pleasant and airy at the same time. For instance, by comparison, I find our churches and cathedrals rather claustrophobic. Though the room is large enough to be a rectangular hall (perhaps thinner and longer than I have seen before) at the centre are some fixed-in-place dark wooden blocks (as one would expect to see in an open plan kitchen). It is difficult for me to recollect, but there may have been furnishings along the walled areas and inconspicuous posts here and there. Everything seems to be shades of brown or off yellow and they (our people) are all clad in chestnut-maroon felt hooded robes.

Along with this sacred essence there is a strange sense that coveys something that reminds me of a surgery room. It screams precision, professional, acute expertise as though a challenging delicate medical operation is about to take place. Victims, they feel, are ready, prepared. I have not been given direct access to that signature, so, circumventing a route in, I pick up dread, bewilderment and the sense of oppressive violation. No sadness, only unfair, unwarranted submission. I cannot say whether this message is related to their ceremony and by what means it was generated (i.e. if counter-propaganda agents intervened to influence my judgement). From them, I glean a [genuine] sense of honour towards the victim. All parties, I learn, agree to a mutual contract forged by destiny.

The victim must be consumed alive. This is a very difficult procedure as body, spirit and soul must also be fused as one (perhaps the eternal twin concept). In effect, two beings assimilate. Here is the paradox. According to their logic the victim was selected for noble [genetic] attributes perfectly matching the host. I don’t see detail of how they perform the ritual, but can say there is a very large audience awaiting outcomes. This is a really big social event. Everyone is pensive, apprehensive in the positive yen for great expectations from harmonisation. It reminds me of birth rituals before the advances of technology. The risk was great for all parties but so was the prize. In fact, I notice something else. Both victim and oppressor go through independent trials to become “one”. It seems to me that if either party succumbs both are lost. Well, that was actually quite draining. I get this daunting feeling of an impossible hurdle to overcome, but sheer resilience pushing me across the line. Everything is jangling all over. I cannot over stress; to them this is a huge deal.

This subject is so emotional that it goes beyond cynical research. Biases are almost certain to shape truthful conveyance of information as presented, potentially reviling the objective. Opposing partisan beliefs, for and against, seem to be preying on my influence and I represent what I see to my maximum effect. In a nutshell, there is something synthetic about the whole thing. Judgement decrees these practices are possibly both over-zealous and insensitive to disparaging views. We must refrain from introducing our practical eating as a means of survival as a consideration, for example. Although, I can divulge that in the higher realms hunger is so great, to live it is to appreciate it. Life is all consuming. Nevertheless, personally I could never condone an unrequited attack on will whether for the greater good or any other contrived “hallow” ulterior motive. Oppression for oppression’s sake is the antipathy of harmony.

I can accept conquests to death between committed Titans, each disposed to outcomes regardless of consequences. Assimilation of battle hardened warriors imbues a poetic justice of sorts, but anything other than that is where I personally place the line separating honour and foul practice. Yet, to my surprise, something very different is going on with their ceremonies and the answer behind motivation belies their very essence of what it is to be. Courtesy of atheism, human contemplation of purpose is deemed unnecessary. Philosophies on the subject are regarded as arbitrary, conditional or baseless. Predestination is a sour notion that interferes with our various versions of sovereignty.

Discordantly, theirs is pretty much the opposite view. Individual pursuit of destiny is a societal goal. Though they are more demanding and less tolerant than our own peer groups, individual rites of passage are revered (particularly in the young). Consequentially, there are different standards separating emerging beings and adults. Children are not only encouraged to do anything adults do, but are given a lot of latitude so as not to hinder expressive range. Perhaps this is why they do not seem to understand the sexual boundaries humans impose on their fledglings. Their societies are ordered between disciplined and ill-disciplined, rather than the mature and kids.

I give the example in my book, “The Beauty of Existence Decoded”, what would happen if a number of my heart cells decided they wanted a holiday in foreign parts or went “on strike”? Should I allow them their sovereign rights and lay down my own life to the detriment of all? My book also touches on this concept top down, as it were. As lowest links in their chain of command, how much does our behaviour (as individuals) reflectively poison the Annunaki? Even as “malicious” time lords, they are top dogs and instrumentally entwined with our genetic hierarchy, deserving absolute respect in that capacity. Ciakars logically devote their free will towards fulfilling purpose. We, by comparison, illogically are mostly in denial of destiny. That is why they may appear insensitive in the way they purge their societies of rogue elements. Imagine if we had their crystals that can read minds to discern intent and premeditation no matter where targets are located. No way out, nowhere to hide for criminal elements. The Zionists that mastermind fake terrorism here would have been instantly put to death long ago had Ciakar methods been employed. Evil puppets would have been relinquished to lead ordinary decent lives.

Returning to the recalcitrant cells analogy, what happens to cancers and other problems dealt with by the body? The threat is killed and genetic materials are absorbed. Very bad tumours can be cut out by surgeons. Ciakar society purges those that are anti-order. Anti-order is broken into two fundamental groups: criminals and “the weak”. Weaklings cannot endure the rigors of predestination and are the dead weights of society. It is these that are encouraged to be assimilated through unions with the “strong”. Criminal elements are purged for social purification. Once again, whereas this does not sit well for sovereign individuality mindset, given our bodies consist of many, many parts (that most often do not inter-communicate) and civilizations likewise require congruity for optimum harmonisation, are they “wrong” in their approach?

The Draco are very aware of our reactionary perceptions. Premeditation rules the standard spooky graveyard can only host menacing elements that prey on fear. Sun kissed meadows are safe places lovingly blessed by fairies and nature sprites. Though clever horror genre movie producers regularly mix metaphors to surprise audiences, stigmatic views do not change.  The reason the ceremony scene appeared somehow synthetic is it was fake. They feared, as a human, I would draw poor conclusions by witnessing truth, so they presented an allegory. Nevertheless, I have been privy to the real experience now and understand why amendments were made. The bonafide scene is much more plausible and the atmosphere seems highly oppressive to me. In part, this is because the scene is extremely poorly lit. There are maybe three or four very bulky hosts that are the classically ferocious looking types. Yes, I think I would have judged that harshly in retrospect.

When I drill down and assess their attributes, I find much better correlation with the constructed vision (the fake). As surgeons with skills way beyond anything mere man can do, they have an acute interest in detail. In fact, it is more than that. They feel that everything is created from their essence. I sense no compassion per se. They are not malleable in any way. Yet there is an desire, devotion, love (perhaps) in what they do that transcends human goodness, if that makes sense. I observe the finest minds patiently bowing to subservient commitment in a way that makes me weep. Similar to Eva’s portrayal of the Orioners, they too seek balance from nature and try to apply “with hindsight” controls to stop things going too far out of whack.

This is the detail they are so obsessed about that is fused in the joining ceremony. The process is not regarded (by them) as the wilful manufacture of death, but, rather, the exalted resurrection of life; life with new potency. Perhaps it is going to require too great a leap of faith for human culture to adjust and make the paradigm shift of thinking for comprehension. Nevertheless the teacher in me feels compelled to issue some words of warning. As we edge ever closer to their world, we will need to prepare ourselves for very new ideals and lives more noticeably under the spotlight. Whether we like it or not, to them, to be consumed by a Draco will always be viewed as a great honour.

Separating Good from Evil

Many years ago I encountered an interesting fellow waiting for a bus at a breezy street corner. In those days people communicated and we struck up a conversation that moved from the weather to combustion engines to politics and finally to good and evil. He tearfully sighted a distant memory of his greatest enemy. If there was anyone he had wanted dead at the time, it was him, the one who had been the biggest obstacle against his personal and business life. Nevertheless, when he had learnt his opponent had been callously murdered (a case of mistaken identity, according to the police) all that welled up animosity turned to aggressive guilt. Had he been rewarded for being good or was this remorse highlighting an inherently evil nature?

On the Earth plane, contrary to exclamations of faith, Zoroastrianism is alive and well. Nefarious mists ravage and consume unsuspecting innocents converting erstwhile law abiding introverts into snarling, extroverted, rampaging fiends, perhaps summoning the worst bestial qualities. Mythologies of the werewolf tradition are the best metaphor for this type of zealous prejudice. Whereas, historically, there were knobbly wolf-men billions of years ago, werewolves only exist in the mind today. Due to our inherently racist nature, according to hybridised Zoroastrian routine, “reptilians” are vaporous all-consuming evil and counterpart “angels” represent luminous, all-consuming good. There is some debate as to what angels actually are, but, generally speaking, they are regarded as either “perfect” Caucasian humans from the Pleiades or varieties of light beings (which may be versions of the same Pleiadian entity). Proto-angelic Zeta grey beings also feature, but as the so-called Robot Greys (which may actually be hybrid Andromedan “humans”; advanced de-facto controllers of us) are almost identical in appearance, our culture is divided in its opinions.

I believe the Robot Greys were created to look like Zetas in order to confuse ignorant humans and [thus] downgrade their potent threat (as possible communion activation agents of the Annunaki). The Robot Greys (manifest on our plane, but live underground) are insensitive, erratic, in some ways unpredictable and notably [by our definition] conscience free. This partially parries with the almost synthetic logic applied to spiritual reasoning by the Zeta grey beings that, themselves, have a reputation for mathematical calculations (minds beyond comprehension) implying little understanding of our homely, fluffy emotional layer. Indeed, it is the reptilians that are best tuned to our specific character set. Maybe it is because every single human being on Earth today is part reptilian. Some Negro peoples are more reptilian than other races assuring they can “see” the carnal crocodilian bodies without using mind bending drugs. David Icke is not the only researcher to document the use of LSD or marijuana enabling powers of extra-vision manifesting aspects of the subconscious Tara realms. Narcotics are by no means the only activators, as certain meditation disciplines in correct measure can open mind doorways too.

It is because of man’s inherent racist nature that we deny the evidence of our reptilian heritage. The brain’s limbic system is not the only example of it. Earth bound reptilian pure bloods have a dual pulmonary system. They would be classed as cold blooded (milk producing) mammals if such a category existed and we, of course, are the warm blooded variety showing that the original dual pulmonary system has been fused into one in our case. Aspects of our and their character sets can be classed as positive or negative, but there is no good or evil as that rationale belies judgement. For the material life of the man whose enemy was murdered, the event was a positive outcome; a blessing. Yet, by the same token, spiritually it was devastating for his conscience. Our conscience markers are different to purebred reptilians’. Therefore value bases and morals travel alien paths. In some ways the Draco (the group name given to branches of reptilian bloodlines and others) are spiritually considerably more advanced of us. In others, they might better compare to demons.

Just as we value our privacy, they do not like me (for instance) to investigate them as a scientist observes “lab rats”. However, without this sort of evaluation, all humanity sees are splintered, unfair cartoon characterisations based on those age old good/evil bipartisan motives we use to justify opinions. Therefore, I have turned the eye back on those that monitor me and they don’t like it. Many of their departments have been monitoring me because I could cause some real mischief to the program. That program has been to disconnect humanity, first by removing the ability to communicate telepathically (when there was no confusion. The biblical Tower of Babel story is a good metaphor) and then to dismantle historic heritage by replacing correct narrative lines with jargon.

When negative realms, such as, torture, sexual deviance, explosions, murder, deceit and so on are considered rationally, each category can be treated as different art forms. All art forms require spectroscopy to be appreciated. Thus, whereas humans seek artistic excellence for, mostly, positive pursuits; elements of the Draco (very much in cahoots with the Robot Greys) equally desire negative ones. To give an example of what they strive for, when I witnessed the amazing long jump of Mike Powell that broke the twenty two years long record of Bob Beamon real time, it was exhilarating. There was an impermeable energy that consumed me – Olympic fever! The Draco have much more finely tuned senses so, for them, effects might be magnified thousands of times.

Our most rambunctious human individuals are placid compared to the average Ciaker (the name given to the Tyrannosaur branch of the Draco). Although, they are so well-centred (compared to us), energy streams can be switched on or off using internal taps. Wild reactions are no longer necessary. A fully activated internal, “third”, eye gives them surround energy fields that can read the state of mind of potential aggressors miles away. They are more interested in developing the peak potential of the individual for the group than restricting the discovery tour because of conflicting jealousy. Purpose is more revered than life and its manifestations. Besides, they can simply manufacture new bodies, to order. Thus, individuals are empowered whether purposes are deemed negative or positive by arbitrary bodies (such as humankind). Nevertheless, against that freedom is offset a litany of laws that are all the more draconian because society’s individuals adhere to them like glue.

I know of many couch pot heads that pay nothing more than lip service to anti-drug laws. We do not, in general, respect laws. In Draco society, breaking the law is a huge deal; any law. Perhaps the death penalty (or worse) is administered to offenders. I hear of juveniles transgressing by going places they shouldn’t, but as far as I can gather, leniency is given to the rite of passage and perhaps, also, this instils belief in territories. In short, Draco societal members are encouraged to live life to the maximum as a body is a temporary unit to be spent. This, sensationally, has led to conflict with human society. Relations have not been helped by the fact; to them we are viewed as little more than illegitimate poor cousins and viable lab rats. That opinion, rightly, stems back to our, can I say, accidental creation that offended the Annunaki gene masters. In addition, they, historically, gave the Annunaki a run for their money and are, frankly, more powerful than us.

Regular reports come my way talking of remote mind readings by various reptilian types. Personally, I find that ability very disconcerting. It is like an attractive woman that feels she is being ogled by [in her mind] an ugly guy who, despite trying to avoid eye contact, is drilling metaphysical holes into her body. When they scan you (which is very invasive), they know you know you are being scanned. I guess, that’s why when I reverse the process, they don’t like it too. It’s almost as if they are saying [to me], you are not meant to do that [humans don’t have those abilities]. Indeed, I can go as far to say that some get really angry once their position is breached.

The Pteroid (wolverine) versions of the Draco are very shy and I have never been able to pinpoint or track one. All information I have gathered has been collected on those that come by in order to scan me. I can follow then so far and then they simply evaporate. Perhaps this ability is an accrued hereditary technique. It would make sense, in some ways, as they are genetically considerably more advanced of the Ciakars. In the order of things, the Pteroid version of “man” was created at least fifty million years ago, Ciakars were created between three and five million years ago (the hybridisation stages alone may have been run in excess of a million years!). Compare that with our puny hundred and twenty five thousand years existence as “humans”. Ignore statements from those rogue genome projects. Our “scientific” understanding of DNA is in its infancy and almost nil.

Perhaps it is an overhang of their violent billion years’ old genetic heritage, but the wolverines have a character state some might judge as insane. It is very hard to describe, but I would take a stab at a fusion of genius and raw anger. They have never caused me any problems, but I learn of gruesome, spontaneous kills from time to time. Dracula’s tales and the Mothmen traditions have an eerie ring of truth about them. For me, they have only ever flitted in like night owls and I find them shy and comparatively peaceful. Though, I would be willing to concede those flashing carmine eyes may have a few shocking stories to tell. Where have they been and what have they seen?

The Ciakars are known for their dedication to detail and thorough discipline of training. Philosophic vision is not one of their strengths and I believe this is maybe why they have cultivated a relationship with the Mantids (tall bipedal grasshoppers). Presumably used as a bridge to the Zeta Grey Beings, the truth is by no means clear as, historically, the Draco have a better direct relationship with the Zetas than the Atlanteans used to (in light of conflicts with the Annunaki). Whatever the reason, the Mantids seem to be best tuned to their emotional plane. This is also odd, because I relate to their energy fields badly. The ones I have read have either been lacking in substance or are rather “computer like” (whizzing minds). Their harmonics bizarrely read “judgement” and “belief” free. Perhaps they are able to filter and block incoming scans? All I gather is that is why they are trusted – atheist and sceptic rolled into one is the ideal partner of the pragmatist. It would be so except the Mantids are spiritual paragons too, so these exo-politics are complicated and far from resolved for me.

Recently I metaphysically connected with a reptilian group whose vibrations were only a small notch up from humans. Far from having any committed interaction, I did sense some important feedback. Findings aptly matched other reports I had collected over the years. It seemed to me that they were similar in character to human reprobates (or the energetic signature maybe even matched our rule-driven, uncompromising fundamentalists), fussily nit-picking at dislikes, whilst perhaps using their collective wisdom to influence or infect targets. I felt negotiation was a taboo. The deeper question for me was whether they had some trait that compared with our “good Samaritan” potential. Consideration of valiant intervention or intercession was met with incongruity or incomprehension. This is not to say they would not save someone stricken in a burning house, but our sense of “virtue” simply did not compute. When I move up the scales to the light realms, where sincere spirituality is much more prevalent, there is a live and let live feel about ethos. Providing I don’t cross my fellow being, according to this tradition, I am safe.

When I delve deeper, I find a much more acute and detailed understanding of purpose than the human facile conscience. Our self-serving double standards are replaced with humble clarity. Purpose goes way beyond the individual and they assess duty and roles as aspects of being that cannot be detached from the “group”. Everything, by this determination, promotes the entire genetic band with rules in place to guide and roles that are forms of selection determined by who’s deemed “fittest” (or worthy). Social models promote slave/master, leader/follower paradigms (a macabre extension of this philosophy permits the willing absorption/consumption of slave by master). The significant difference between emotional and logical order is the former determines that competition is the primo driving force underpinning purpose, whereas the latter assigns a group brain cooperative mutually progressing positive aspects of individuality. Purpose, then, is a spontaneous, flexible outline. In a sense I see the separation of Zoroastrianism and Buddhism in these two methods. One relies of the enhanced selfish nature of survivors and the other builds a commune committed to wheedling out toxic influences to preserve the spirit of selflessness. As humans are somewhere in between these two poles, it is no wonder we adamantly perplex our extra-terrestrial betters.

If there was a way of separating good and evil into forces of light and darkness the divide would part the emotional heart and the logical mind. Ambassadors of darkness (shadow soul) revere the potence of timings; or spontaneous predestination of the moment. Thus strict rules defining rights and critical prophesy are the staples for essential tradition. Light givers (enhanced spirit) live by all-consuming synchronised probability. Design and mathematical outcomes transcend superstitions of faith. Even so, paradoxically, both superstition and faith, by transcendental reasoning, can be factored and calculated. Rehearsed, prepared wisdom predetermines the all Seeing Eye. It is ironic that the forces of darkness are hell bent on control and their counterparts are determined to promote universal freedom. Did the poles of good and evil switch while we’ve been consumed with our selfish agendas?

The Beruzdia

I have not mentioned the Beruzdia type in the introduction to the first part of my book, “Dimensions, Deceptions & Demons”. However, this is essential reading for those that wish to truly understand cosmic existence and how everything connects. Extra-terrestrials are simply another “layer”. Donations of A$12 or more will earn you a copy. (Donators should e-mail quick2learn.steve@y7mail.com with the simple instruction “Donated for DDD Intro” after payment has been made). There is no upper limit for donations. The more you can help, the faster I can complete this project.

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Background

Were it not for their intrinsic relationship with this planet and their popularised link to man, information about the Beruzdia would be too farfetched even for this website. It does afford the opportunity to demonstrate how different some unknown life forms are. In this case different is different in every respect. I refer not so much to appearance or adult functionality, but more emphasise the psychological profile and spiritual development. Beruzdia, by the way, should be pronounced bar-uz-je-a. Naturally spoken, bar equates to bah, uz sounds like ooze, je must be iterated like the shu in shush and a is soft “a”. Maybe I have spelt it wrong but I sell it as I see it.

There may well be an inherent link between them and the Lemurians (different to the Atlantean Lumerians) which, of course, have a genetic link to the Mantis and Zeta bloodlines. Perhaps I have given too much away.

Child’s abduction drawing

Maybe informed readers have already guessed what the Beruzdia type is? As with the Lemurians, the Beruzdia entity has insectoid heritage. The passive observer, however, would struggle to guess this given details on procreation and gestation. Not only is there no system that vaguely represents the process on Earth, it seems to defy any corresponding science-logic built up over the ages. Were it not for that all important intrinsic relationship I mentioned earlier, this topic would have remained terminally buried. If only I could avoid the truth…

Description of a mature adult male

Right type of skin character

Right skin colour

They say a picture is worth a thousand words. Here some imagination is required. The finished product is a fusion of Batman’s Joker and Star Trek’s android Mr Data. Its metamorphosis should envisage a skin of a shining, semi-translucent porcelain quality. For me, I must confess, this is rather hard to describe and even visualisation will be difficult because there is nothing to offer as a direct measurement comparison. The face itself is very much longer than the average human’s. It reminds of some of the high Victorian man-in-the-moon caricatures as, compared to ours, the features are rather concave. The face is noticeably as thin as it is long. Features are rather gaunt, perhaps exaggerated. This gives the eyes, liquid black pools which are slightly larger than ours, a delirious quality.

A Tulip person

It is though the carnival was in town disguising a shrouded masquerade. Though surely from quite different origins, Mike Oram’s Tulip People go some way to bridging the gap between the essence of what I feel and what I see. One of the conditions of accessing information through the third eye is tidings are felt and this can make the experience more real than reality.

I shall press on with my brief description of the Beruzdia body type. The one I see before me is a reflection contained in a burnished bronze mirror. Its face is quite beautiful, striking maybe. There is hair, short cropped, or I think it is hair, of a dark brown colour. Are there ears? If so they are pinned back and inconspicuous, but there is something on each side in the places one would expect. Moving down, I see a short neck and torso which is fully clad in a stylish combat jacket. It looks greyish green to me, but that might be the burnished bronze mirror taking effect. I cannot spy the lower regions, no matter how I crane my neck, but I do know the legs are three times its body length, for in the distance, at a different location, another is presented upright. It looks angry and agitated. I would not like to face it. Late Victorian images of America’s Uncle Sam occasionally convey the right sense.

Man in the Moon

Controversial origins

This is where my account will start to sound so alien it must be like one of those Greek or Roman tall tales. Perhaps I have missed some of the links as inherence is such a hotchpotch of seemingly unrelated disordered scenarios, it would be quite easy misconstrue random information. My guides have been pretty effective thus far and every effort has been made to treble check data cross referencing where possible. The conclusions have been and are startling.

Killer whale

I am sure you have all seen killer whales; perhaps not in the flesh, but certainly photographic or moving video depictions. Look carefully at the quintessence of the head. For readers of energy fields, it gives an unmistakably individual print. That is the part I would like diligent readers to capture and keep it ready for my explanation. For if you cannot grasp the quintessence, you have missed the point. Now, with image in tow, let us travel to a distant, exotic desert planet. Like on our dear Earth there is life on the surface, but all regions are arid and inhospitable. Travel inwards and the planet opens to an internal oasis of great environmental wonder; life systems far more diverse and explosive than here.

We must, sadly, brave the elements for our mission is on the inhospitable surface regions. It is difficult to say with precision, but there may well be, nay it is likely, that there is a lot of water. Along with expansive oceans there are muddy, marshy areas. Doubtless fauna does exist, but it is not prominent in my view. I am using calculative imagination here, because I cannot believe the creatures I am about to describe could traverse a desert.

Think, once again, of the body of a killer whale, but now extend its frame by a snaking two hundred metres. Expand the body size in “tube form”, including the head, to the size of an average house, say, six to seven meters perpendicular. There you have the beast. Its skin is greyer and more rubbery looking than a whale’s. Perhaps the texture is more like the skin our elephant’s. Now animate in your mind. It does not lie about. It thrashes from side to side, arches its back giving the head enormous height. Constantly looking, probing, I sense it has extraordinary smell. There are things it likes to eat, so even though the scene is barren, life does exist but remains hidden to the casual observer.

The facial features are by no means clear, other than its silhouette evokes that of the killer whale. The jaws, I don’t think widen as far, but, until recently, I had not seen it open its mouth. Focusing on one solitary glimpse, the character of the jaw movement would approximate a dinosaur (or our Earth alligator reference). They are not lips, but there is some flexibility in the rim of flesh that partly covers long rows of narrow, pointed teeth. No eyes are prominent and I feel it has some sort of sonar aid to detect objects. I can say it is a ferocious looking creature and one I hope I would never have to face.

The account becomes even more surreal

Even seasoned readers will shrink from what I am about to reveal. The message is so bizarre, so strange, so other world, it defies logic. Let me begin by saying, I do not know how these creatures reproduce and, to be honest, I probably do not want to know…although, in the interest of truth? Maybe, but I can say they do carry a cargo. How it arrived, was made and why is unknown. Possibly they do not reproduce, but split like our earth worms. Just an idea! I can confirm that a section of the extended body is devoted to carrying three internal egg sacks (or something like that). Each of these contains a full size Beruzdia. Naturally there is some internal development, but unlike human babies they begin fully formed. It is as if the mix in the egg sack transforms into the adult physical form.

When the “killer whale” parent dies the Beruzdia entities literally burst free, I suppose something akin to some of our insect cycles – the transformation of butterflies’ springs to mind. Once released they live for a very long time but have no reproductive faculty (their killer whale worm parents do that). The same as the Lemurian human insects, perhaps related to locusts (is that what is meant by the Biblical metaphor “plagues of locusts”?), the Beruzdia is aligned to the cricket. Its long humanoid legs are the representation of extended insectoid back limbs. Like crickets, they also have extraordinary voices and, once again, as bizarre as this might sound,

Alien formation

I picture them in choir formation producing a spell binding visual and musical Gregorian chant effect. They are very set in their views, uncompromising, but have access to and were nurtured on inherent wisdom while they incubated.

There may be other entries about these. I will be revealing their startling Earth relationship in one of the volumes of my book set “Dimensions, Deceptions & Demons”.