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Oriental Dragons Pre-empt Akhenaten’s Reincarnation

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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 16th 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.

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Where is the enigmatic Ken Bakeman?

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Where is the enigmatic Ken Bakeman?

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I am generally more interested in lesser or unknown talents. Whether by decree of fate or superficial accident, magnetic forces occasionally throw special individuals in my direction and some of the most characteristically unique are perhaps known (in relation to comprehension of paranormal matters) only to me. When these gems undertake the journey towards fame and transform into stars, they invariably call on synthetic qualities. Simon Parkes’ credibility drops with every presentation. This is not to say he has lost his connection with eternal wisdom, but, rather, his message is diluted to suit peer profiles; a prerequisite of success.

"Low vibrational" White Draco courtesy of adolescent channelling artist Ian R.

“Low vibrational” White Draco courtesy of adolescent channelling artist Ian R.

Famous people detest detractors, as demonstrated by the perennial mainstream media tantrums of the rich & famous. Sometimes greater prodigy is seen in criticism and perhaps that is why it causes so much acrimony. I have critics too. One loud voice felt I had unfairly overshadowed Ken Bakeman by using one of his depictions to illustrate my last post whilst giving him no credit. Whereas no attempt was made to disguise the fact (his artworks are all signed) I agree with my critic and have compiled this tribute to make good. It has afforded me the opportunity to promote a great posthumous talent. Let us be clear on the facts though, before jumping to rash conclusions. Ken has been known to disappear before. Shockwaves disrupted cyberspace just after he explosively appeared on the scene back in mid-2000’s only to evaporate into the void like one of his extra-dimensional creations. Perhaps “creation” is the wrong word as I do not imply he made up any of his accounts. It is homage to him that for certain details on convoluted aspects of what is generically termed the Draco networks; he is the only source.

Nevertheless he was last heard from mid-2013, over two years ago, and has been so well hidden, there is some merit to the consideration he has been abducted…or worse. It is odd that in mid-2014, by all accounts, he was not returning e-mails from perspective book buyers (although this January 2014 submission claims his website was up but where are all these “uncensored kitty porn websites”? I have yet to find one in years of research: professional liars masquerading as commenters?). Nevertheless, strange things do happen to special individuals indefinitely connected to reptilian hierarchies. Only days after a Facebook hook up with an extremely talented party, the page was pulled without explanation or consent. I regularly “lose” e-mails. Did Simon Parkes hear my appeal to connect? If so, it has been in vain. Let us hope my efforts have not been thwarted by the cabal. Bohemian Grove tales of blood sacrifices and advanced BDSM do have a guttural ophidian quality. Then there was my olive branch outstretched to Michael Tsarion which, likewise, failed to grab the attention, but, of course, his output falls into the same category as, say, Alex Collier’s interesting but less than perfect testimony so maybe fate does have a role. Although, Tsarion seems to focus on spiritual juxtaposing factors whereas Collier does not. What is important is Eva Draconis found me and, in my mind, she is as differently special as Ken Bakeman, so this post is largely devoted to both of them.

robed_mantid1991_colorJames Bartley, Karla Turner and others have posited “reptilians” in a dim light as merciless, cold hearted, blood thirsty manipulators of humanity. Unfairly, a persuasion, capitalised on by David Icke, eludes that reptilians regularly abduct humans, mostly children, merely to torture and “sexual abuse” them in some arbitrary fashion and this has promulgated the mainstream view. Me, Ken and Eva in some ways confirm this, but with reservation and certainly applying strict reasoned limits to theories so as not to humanise everything we observe. Journalism has always found sanctity in melodrama, but after George Orwell’s “1984”, perpetual war motifs personifying good and evil have persuaded perverse resurgences of closet Zoroastrianism. Thus, as per that sour role play, reptilians must be all bad to be worthy of discussion in serious circles. There are exceptions with Mary Rodwell, to her credit, promoting the lighter side of herpetological heritage in more recent times.

Synthetic hacks frequenting open media alternative resource points, such as “Before It’s News”, regularly spin fertile yarns geared to exciting the gullible masses. Ken and Eva are clearly adrift of agenda driven propaganda and, in many ways, should be trend setters. To a degree Simon Parkes also falls in this category as, whilst his intentions sometimes seem unduly negative, his information is so pure it can never be overlooked. If I was pressured into citing a specific example of where he had fallen short of integrity standards, it would have been his Camelot interview. All in all the presentation was exceptional, as always. For instance, no one has ever revealed the special relationship between Pleiadians (remnants of Atlantean version six human genetics) and dolphins before (to my knowledge). However, he lied when he said that incarnate reptilian populations are only found in a very small localised section of inner Earth. He knows this is not true, but the bulk of populations are contained in one segmented holy city; their “Mecca”.

Alien-types-470x1024The best way of separating talent from establishment mouthpieces is by discerning originality. In prior posts here, I have distinguished that the Draco networks are not exclusively reptilian. My readers have been informed that billions of years ago the eternal serpent (Annunaki) realigned itself and, consequentially, broke into two visual templates: canine mammalians with the “face of God” and piscine reptilians. Over extended time things have aggregated into what “is” now. We are an appendage of the original serpent. Yet, the vast majority of those I communicate with are in denial of their reptilian nature because of the slanderous inferences imagined by populist movements such as David Icke’s. Compared with what else is around, it is plainly obvious my message doesn’t assist the current identity crisis which has galvanised all human races (as we never were a “single species”, rather multiple hybridised sub-species). Reactions, due to ignorance, have been predictably muted, but when coming, are most often disturbed. The truth will not set you free. That is the evidence used to jail those that dare to inform in spite of dissension.

Ken Bakeman’s website disappeared in 2013. Now his most currently lasting public legacy seems to be in the form of snippets pulled from that website “with permission”. Thanks to the Eyebama blog, there are a good number of lengthy excerpts, as Ken is a prolific writer. For this entry, I would like to focus on aspects of part two of the recantation of his meeting with a tall reptilian we shall call “Renjeck” for now. But first, I have selected a non-related picture to insert which is very representative of their art. Medieval tradition is the closest man has come to Ciakar (the common Earth plane and beyond reptilian type) mindset. Thus, a serpent entwined sword on shield is precisely the type of insignia I would expect to regularly witness in their public places. The fleur-de-lys is another of their popular symbols which is as commonly used in designs as our circles and squares.

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Ken is a strong expressive writer. If anything, he rather overworks the emotional content, perhaps accentuating his reptilian. Maybe that’s the wrong conclusion. Until we work from a baseline understanding of what being reptilian is, how can any valid appraisal of standards be made? obj1617geo796pg29p4Going on my experience, based both on observations and direct interaction, their minds work in a much more disjointed, staccato fashion than ours. This is odd; as they are also much more grounded and centred than us, which projects the dichotomy – ordered chaos. They instinctively seem to “pulse” a particular way, i.e. survival is acceptable and, therefore, is the only truth (if that’s the right word). Anyone suggesting another way is an idiot or an enemy, per their tradition. Can I say that they have the fundamentalist mindset? Then again, chaos undoes all this. Miscellaneous riddles and proverbs, devoid of chronology and often (apparently) wildly out of context, give their logic a promiscuity. These whispers can undo all those rules effecting survival that once placated the masses. In other words, if it sounds like babble it’s probably reptilian, so perhaps I have been unfair to Ken, whose information streams would be best described as lucid.

reptilian_renjeckThe second part of his account concerning his meeting with Renjeck begins with the switched off radio wireless talking to him in a deep baritone voice. I mentioned before about truth givers risking jail for self-expression. The Looney Bin is a form of prison. Many clairvoyants have been judged or judged themselves as insane to fit the social mould. In this case, fortunately, there was a payoff, as the mysterious messages issued by the vaporous entity turned out to be honest. Instructions were to meet with a tall reptilian at a disclosed location. It is then we learn of the specific name of this creature. In the main, they do not like to share names so, though not unheard of, the acknowledgement of a real identity, in this case, was unusual. They, unlike us, have one name which is regarded as unique birth right, so there are no Bill’s, Ben’s, Jack’s and Jill’s. We don’t know the significance of harmonic sound and how it relates to inter-dimensional purpose, whereas they do (to some degree). Myself, I have only experienced two kinds of voice from them. One is a slithery, whispery, snakelike sound and the other a deep fusion of lion’s roar with the dog’s bark. Ken’s deep baritone analogy would match. Nevertheless, some of their words best approximate howling winds in a stripped desert, so our palate simply cannot represent them. To justify Renjeck, Ken does illuminate that the stress is on “rrr” or “grrr” completed by “eck” as someone might clear their throat.

Suffice to say, Renjeck iteration can only be approximated for the human diphthong as, by any other measure, it is unpronounceable. Ken, to his credit, does not conceal the fact and offers some rather more graphically alliteral analogies than I feel comfortable as permissible for sensitive audiences here. Though, there might also be a metaphor hidden in those descriptive base bodily function terms. The Ciakars, in general, are extremely earthy, perhaps rude and use fundamental honesty (core being) as basis for unwritten contracts. I did present in Sydney recently and went on stage after an unknown female, simply calling herself “Jo”. She talked of her relationship with some lower vibrational types (close enough to our plane to manifest). For them, if she desired something [of them] that they agreed with, an unbreakable contract between parties had been forged. Ken also touches on this with some of his muted inflections. Simon Parkes too discussed comparable characteristics in some of his vintage AMMACH interviews. Even talented crop circles aficionado Win Keech has spoken in some detail on how the Draco manipulate these agreements.

Ken talked about his surprise at his large visitor’s empathy towards him (something matched by six year old Parkes and his excursion with a Draco king). Though to a child the creature looked oversized and fierce, it seemed, in nature, to understand him and, respectively, was rather kind. My own experiences do not parry at all, but the circumstances have been very different. For instance, I met (in my mind) a T-Rex headed pilot, neatly dressed in a brown one piece flying suit with black jack boots (?). He would have been human in every respect except for the head. The body was trim, fit, but not at all “tall” by our standards. Whereas Ken was in awe of the creature in front of him, I was the opposite. Rather than calming me with kindness, I felt my T-Rex clone was trying to channel the fear-of-God into me. Offering it scorn alone to quell its desire, the beast never returned. Ken points out that his topic had a large mouth and he was pensive as to what sort of sharp teeth it might contain. Ironically, I too was only wary of my opponents’ bite threat. There I revealed my weakness. Ever since, I have been distrustful of sharp knives, regularly channelling horrific frenzied attack mutilations but also badly cutting myself twice [without provocation] when preparing food (this may or may not have been reflective of their “thought jamming” techniques, but one must pose the question).

rejecks-shipTo enhance his description, Ken produced a vignette of the creature next to its 3m high bullet shaped uni-craft. It became obvious that it was a patrol vehicle (something like our state issued police cars) with an auspicious red hazard light marking its pinnacle. These SUS’s (Standard Utility Spacecraft) are not new to me and I visualise the same one black. However, with mine it is as though it has been made out of meccano or breeze block sized Lego pieces which automatically either fan out or contract depending on the whim of the owner. No “police” lamp is particularly visible on it and the contraption literally opens up something like a Lamborghini to reveal the inside. For Ken there was 25% more space inner than permissible by reflecting calculations on the outer dimensions. Mine offered at least double internal capacity creating an illusion not dissimilar to Dr Who’s “Tardis”. While inside the craft, Ken observed something (for my research) that has not been recorded before. His creature whipped out a black wand. There are plenty of reports of standard issue silver pens which act as multi-purpose laser or saser pointing devices, but none on his black stick. The one I see is not big (2 cm in diameter and 20 cm long), marbled with a graphite quality. The ends are glassine or crystalline as if they have been sealed in some way. It looks very sturdy.

According to Ken, the reptile, without notice, abruptly mobilised the wand with its mind and this also had the unexpected side-effect of deactivating its body into a melon sized, scarlet energy field (or light orb), which proceed to exit a solid section of the spacecraft leaving the boy alone. Orbs are not understood by us yet and are the residue of light which mark coordinates of reality points cloaked in subspace. That is why a 26km square mother ship can appear the size of a coin in light format. Not sure whether he was captive or if his host had gone for good, Ken was reticent to bolt out of the ship’s open door in case this was countered by some kind of divine retribution. I can add that Ciakar orbs (used for visits by reptiles) are usually white or golden (standard light colour). Red ones are normally expressly devoted to attack missions, so bystanders are well advised to avoid them at all cost. Just as the Zeta Grey Beings can switch off atomic particles, they use a similar method to truncate matter and hide in sub-space. Why different coloured orb energy fields are emanated by processes I have not ascertained thus far.

Renjeck also demonstrated other telekinetic abilities but, for me, we have already covered the substance (i.e. negotiating the black wand with its mind). KindestEva Draconis’ experiences are rather different and, as she regularly states, her origins are from the Balkan region (compared against through and through Anglo-American, Ken). I rather fancy Slovenia, but this has not been verified. Her writing style, whilst clear, lacks the expressive fluidity of Ken and I. The lack of vocabulary range and, perhaps at some times, poor grammar (for purists) does not hinder the overall message. Other activities have ensured time constraints have limited my focus on her book, “The Orion Project, Real or Imaginary?” That restricted availability has only allowed me to process a mere 85 of the 557 pages of text. Far from being salacious (as advertised), the contents have turned out to be very scientific; composed as a diary it is almost a chronicle. By page 5 differences between the “red” and “black” reptilians (all Draconian Reptilians in her view) are being pondered. It turns out her black reptile is actually blue (I see it as a vivid, deep sky blue and it did not like me intruding on its space).

There were many, many surprises in my reviewed excerpt – too many to detail. I can reveal that they (she calls them the “Orion’s” but I think “Orioners” is better) have a fascination in the intricate measurements of the human; scoping some parts I never knew existed! There is a purpose which will shock some readers. To her credit, Eva omits nothing even if she doesn’t understand it. OrionApril122012This is to say that she responds vigorously to everything they bring up as though it is her mission in life. Occasionally, errors of judgement are made and progressed as a consequence of misconstrued reasoning. In other cases, because she misses their drift, they refuse to continue conversation streams. Perhaps she aptly demonstrates her humanity. The way they respond to accusations might be best demonstrated by our treatment of late Michael Jackson and his reaction to it.

The history is laid out by the mainstream Medias. Young male associates of Michael were encouraged to blackmail him against (probably unfounded) past illegal and inappropriate sexual liaisons. Shadowed by the US Federal Bureau of Investigation (FBI), the tabloids launched a trail by Media against Michael and the majority of people, due to their obsessive vanity, believed the scurrilous information presented. Institutions were involved including sensational court cases. When forced to defend himself, Michael produced 1000’s of young witnesses in support of his character. He had played and beat the FBI at their own game. In a sense, that sums up the viperous, reptilian nature of humanity and I sense the Orioners would aggressively defend themselves to the end of the Earth against these sort of accusations, perhaps using the same sort of cunning that MJ employed. They also cut loose of irrelevance. When Eva touches on points that don’t add anything to context, she is either rebuked or met with silence.

The mistake Michael made was to “settle” with one of the lads’ out-of-court, thus establishing potential for precedence for guilt, even though the plea bargain system leverages the cowardice of the innocent. My assessment of the extended melodramas summoned and engineered by Eva suggests reptilians mostly react in the opposite way to us. Hurling allegations at them draws them out into the open. obj6398geo3640pg38p4They also all (ones exposed) have superiority complexes. Arrogance is not limited to their views on inferior humanity. Dragons, for instance, see themselves as far more important than White Draco. To which end, they (dragons) assess their pallid opponents as, what we might call, “puffed chickens”. Hierarchy, pecking order and traditions are all important in these societies. Many senior Draco members wear amulets of various types. One, as mentioned in a prior post, I conceive looks rather like a town mayor’s ornate golden neck chain. They have a fascination with rubies (or some other red coloured gem stone) as I regularly experience it used in motifs and have been visited by large batlike avatars that have them “sewn into” their bodies.

An ever present theme weaves its way through Eva’s writings. The traditionalism I mentioned earlier is extended to almost conscientious behaviour. They, unlike us, have distinct mannerisms. She observes how a White Draco that visits her has very sensitive shoulders that inflect a separate body language. I have witnessed the constantly moving, “twitching” nodding (usually side to side) heads she discusses a lot (extending the concept into a form of dance), but not all behave this way. Returning to the Orion narrative, on one hand they (the visitors) are deeply concerned about the effect of environmental pollution on our children (in particular), whereas [on the other] they were more than willing to trade nuclear weapons with NATO in exchange for genetic samples. There is a matter-of-factness about the way they operate. If it is in the manual, then it must be ok. I can understand why NATO apparently did not want them flying over Iraq, but why did they prohibit the exchange of Danish children for research?

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It is made clear, early on, that the Orioners are unable to breathe Earth atmosphere, but it is also pretty apparent they are what we would call extra-dimensional. Many of these creatures won’t manifest for safety reasons as, although Eva does not explore this in the sample I refer to, they become subject to Earth plane rules and could be attacked and injured or even killed. That is why they have perfected holographic technologies in order to visit places safely and they are not the only ones that use them. Just about all the advanced ET’s know of the dangers of direct contact. Their blue colour suggests to me the Orioners are hydrogen breathers and Alex Collier asserts this is the case for the majority of what-he-calls Booteans. These are likely to be “cousins” of the Ciakars, although many have alien genetic heraldry. It is reasonable to consider that the Orioners are connected with Earth plane Draco, else why would they have permission to survey Earth populations? In addition, the Ciakars here have multi-source reported direct relationships with NATO and NASA.

In addition to the (albeit misunderstood) ruthless nature of Draco agents, there is another commonality which unites just about everyone [worthy of note] with anything meaningful to say on this subject. Mysterious “Jo” perhaps puts it best. At her Sydney forum, she quipped, “They just love to create bizarre hybrids but the [genetic] combinations don’t work and result in great anguish [all eventually lose grip of sanity].” Simon Parkes affirmed this view as he claimed the Draco (not for want of trying) had never been able to perfect the human hybridisation process to produce a balanced model. insectoid_clericAll creations eventually lose their minds. According to Parkes, I think, they had perfected the cloning process and an army of Rothschild gene super soldiers await the opportune rainy day to unleash their terror on unsuspecting Earth surface dwellers. As farfetched as this sounds; there is a mountain of evidential accounts giving such precise details with notable cross-references that the notion all are made up fantasies defies reason. Zeta-Draco’s (or Futczhi) was a relatively successful hybrid, so it is not all negative.

Eva’s most interesting revelations on her website concern another successful creation; a Mantis hybrid formed squarely out of reptilian genetics by the Draco. It is whale like in character and, thus, she was correspondingly impressed with my Beruzdia article here, as (for her research) no one had ever noticed the whale connection before. Of course these types are not related, hence my interest in her work. Reviewing Eva’s description of what she calls the Thubans (after a prominent star in the Zeta Reticuli system [Eva has noted my inadvertent error: I mean Alpha Draconis instead]) are quite in contrast to the 2.5m plus tall gangly bipedal grasshoppers that influence colourful “pop” iconography. ThubanMay082012Hers are best described as horse-sized bloated white grubs whose oddly shaped flippers approximate those of the mantis. They, according to her details, can rapidly rub these appendages together to create a vibrational effect that can be felt but is not enough to be detected by the human ear. The most intriguing part of her account is the way they can channel a pleasant sexual energy (in her example, between the females and the children) affirming an entirely different erotic culture to ours. In character, they are presented as aggressively argumentative, often resorting to derogatory name calling. Ultimately, a 2012 “meeting” was engineered to collect Eva’s genetics, so, objectively; the demonstrative agenda of these creatures seems very similar to the others.

It is import to finish on a note that put things in perspective. Here is an apt direct quote from Eva’s website taken from the page titled “Reptilians”:

Reptilians are arrogant and aggressive, they have frequent sudden outbursts. Draconians can be snappy and irritable and easily angered by things. Sometimes they raise their voice and yell without warning, it can come as a surprise. If a human is easily provoked I can imagine humans getting into arguments with the Draconians. Stay calm and listen to what they say and not as much how they say it that is how to get along fine.

They are completely incapable of feeling any of the sensations of fear or pain. And when another creature is feeling pain or fear it produces a huge energy which the Draconians love to bask in and ingest, also known as energy vampirism. The Draconians refer to this as “drinking juice”. It can leave a human drained and weak and even feeling sick.

Draconians do not understand love and compassion and rather think of those as a weaknesses. Reptilians who show signs of weakness  are beaten or even killed. Draconians are abusive toward other races. “

Though “weakness” is generally interpreted as cowardice and those that don’t yield to threats are usually respected, tread cautiously with them!