Oriental Dragons Pre-empt Akhenaten’s Reincarnation

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

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

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

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

They want to influence beliefs

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

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

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

They wanted sacrifice

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

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

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

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

Surely?

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

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

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

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

Was this planet Electra?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Akhenaten was a hybrid Grey Being

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

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

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

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

“Zeta” Crop Circles beacon to reignite Akhenaten?

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

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

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

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.

Where is the enigmatic Ken Bakeman?

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.

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.

James 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”.

The 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.

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? Going 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.

The 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).

To 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). Eva 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. This 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. They 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?

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. All 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. Hers 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!

Big Trouble in Little Earth

Though I have not investigated source information, I have been given a vital key to some of the mysteries behind the political framing of humanity. The enslavement of “children” via “God complex” of parental oversight is no accident. This has become the template for unrealistic and oppressive behavioural boundaries instilled into societies at large. Whereas different races and cultures live by different sets of guidelines, other than shamanic tribes that work off alien custom/rule based paradigms, all systemically oppress.

An unknown author

I am more attracted to unknowns than the famous. Regrettably, a once considered “pure” information source, Simon Parkes, has also gathered the moss of corruption. As with David Icke, he balances some questionable practices and vague sentiment with a Machiavellian onslaught for general injustice against humanity. Unlike Icke, he is not a populist. Being unique in his own right still makes Parkes brilliant and special; but, “buyer beware”.

My latest discovery is the author, researcher and star seed, Eva Draconis (See http://www.orionmindproject.com). I would like, initially, only to give a brief introduction but, as she is a very special talent, the plan is to write a feature post about some of her experiences and research work. She, rightly, has turned many of my prior opinions on their head and because of it I have drawn updated conclusions that “body types” are not necessarily evidence of energetic status. By this I mean, and as I describe in great detail in “The Beauty of Existence Decoded” (See http://ozziethinker.wordpress.com/about), the logic that the filtered energetic body must match the precise form of the [prepared] body [note – some bodies are produced impaired] is not cast in stone. Thus, she talks of a highly emotional, “reptilian”, Mantis type that was genetically modified by one of the reptile hierarchies. Her website offers an abundance of writings (some quite disturbing) and I recommend her extensive collection of notes recording inter-terrestrial experiences. Details on her wonderful book “The Orion Project – Real or Imaginary?” can be found here (See http://www.orionmindproject.com/book.html).

An accidental meeting

My local exo-politics society, SYDUFOR (See http://www.ufor.asn.au/), held an event recently. Usually there is a key note speaker or two but, other than Doug Moffett (See http://www.ufoinfo.com/news/bananatv.shtml) analysing his latest mainstream media bulletin (lasting a couple of seconds), there was only a screening of a private questions session with and the movie about Travis Walton (See http://www.travis-walton.com/). The singular reason I turned up was because I had promised to hook up with someone there and, to be honest, if I had read the brief prior, I would not have arranged to meet. Indeed, the movie appeared that unappealing to a time challenged author, it took an enormous effort not to pass and let down my contact.

I am glad I did not as Travis was, it can only be said, majestic in every sense of the word. He was the spirit of everything humble, positive and profound. The “country bumpkin” or “redneck” label is neither warranted or in any way fair. This is a man that can not only speak intelligently, he offers an uncorrupted heart. Short of persuading humanity to empower regimes driven by selfless devotion to contribution-ism, he covered just about all positive bases that gnarl the mainstreamers. The larger part of sentiment, by Walton and others, was apportioned to heading the debunkers and sceptics off at the pass. Nevertheless, and ignoring the lustrous graphics supposedly depicting extra-terrestrial visitors of the time, very little of the content was devoted to the actual experience [beyond reflections on trauma and so on].

The Zeta Grey Being Connection

The little that was revealed was extremely interesting indeed. Precisely in the same way Suzy Hansen explores technological “multi-purpose” spacecraft control chairs in her excellent book, “The Dual Soul Connection” (see http://www.communicatorlink.com) about the Zeta Grey Beings, so too, did Walton. They both also talk of interactive holographic map guidance systems. Though the movie pictures gave a different message, his memory, we learnt, was of small, non-human creatures with jet black piercing eyes. Not a particularly flattering description but, perhaps, an apt one. It turns out, though, the Zetas came back to resurrect him after he was struck by a violent power beam from their intergalactic craft. All eye witnesses felt certain “nothing could have survived that”.

Have the Americans resurrected the millions innocently killed in Iraq in “friendly fire” or even compensated families correctly? Our angelic Zeta Grey Beings were so aggravated by the accidental death of Travis, they came back to fix him up. And I’ll tell you what; he’s really pleased they did! In fact, in my opinion, he was more that “fixed up”. An early film shows him displaying a “normal” humanoid energy field as one would expect, but later moving images see an intermittent secondary field of great power that seems to guide him. The wooded area that the spacecraft visited has grown faster and lusher than anywhere else in the forest, substantially defying science-reason. As the Zeta Grey Beings have abilities that transcend space, motion and are renowned in their understanding of [and ability to manipulate] timelines, was this an accident? The Travis Walton murder inquiry made US national “news”. His abduction revelations saw that catapult to international banner headlines. The establishment’s blue book strategy had collapsed with one tragic event; the event to herald the awakening of humanity.

Sceptics and Debunkers acting in the Interests of Zionism

From sold “KGB” archives

The timing (1975) of the Travis Walton case also coincided with a peak in interest in Erich von Daniken (See http://aimeedevlin.ontraport.net/c/s/ska/zpo/U/vJ/Dk/67xwkC/vudHnnrvIz), particularly amongst the sceptics who had found irrefutable evidence to debunk his sentiment – a number of Mayan artefacts had been faked. They [our irrepressible sceptics] failed to relay these were [believed to be] copies of originals but, also, to his plight, von Daniken had been less than zealous with his research discipline, taking the view that such bountiful hoards would ultimately trump festering detracting truths hidden in the detail. His energy field, incidentally, shows distinct reptilian qualities (perhaps picked up in old age) and that would explain the “political correctness” of more recent interviews. Nevertheless, I am relishing Saturday’s presentation with David Hatcher Childress.

Readers are doubtlessly aware I run two websites. Work I do as Ozzie Thinker (See http://ozziethinker.wordpress.com) addresses issues or information that includes items that focus on political conscience (is that an oxymoron?). One of the working areas of interest that impacts exo-politics is the ever more brutal and self-serving agendas of those that call themselves “Zionists”. Years ago, I occasionally communicated with a fraudulent Israelite “dissident” called Roy or Roi Tov (See http://www.roytov.com/). His role, it is clear, is to translate the mindless sentiment of the Israelite bureaucracy for the wider understanding of “ignorant” English speakers unversed in the poetic implications of Hebrew idiom. My final e-mail to Roy touched a nerve. I expressed great concern with the “extra-terrestrial” creatures “constantly mining the Earth’s core” and asked of his knowledge of their relationship with Israel. Not only did he not respond, but swiftly reclassified all further correspondence as “spam”. From that I ascertained two things were certain. There was a relationship and he knew about it.

Zeta Grey Being Doppelgangers Have Confused Experts and Sceptics

This is the earliest stage of my investigations into the genetically modified Andromedan humans (Note: Original Star Trek series 2 episode 22 is entertaining and mildly relevant, but some way off the mark). It is interesting self-proclaimed “Andromedan”, Alfred Lambremont Webre (See http://exopolitics.blogs.com/), has one of the most profound Ciakar (reptilian) energetic signatures I have witnessed. His ramblings about a phony war with the Draco and other pointers (which suggest he is on the Zionist “payroll”) have swayed my early conclusions. The “Andomedans”, according to Webre, unsurprisingly, are “winning” and represent everything “virtuous”. Double negatives and positives lure trivial minds into “believing” up is down and down is up.

There is that other enigmatic pseudo-truth presented by the late Karla Turner. Though she was, in my opinion, an agent of the CIA (witting or unwittingly – as are so many clairvoyants), her information on the inner world Grey Beings was pure [energetically]. Up to this juncture, I have been baffled by the truth. How could these beings have been “grown like flowers” very quickly (to keep them in near foetal state) from “human” sperms? Primarily, other than organisms that “split” to reproduce, everything else requires a “male” and “female” joining for active conception. To produce “life” as we know it, a seed or egg is the prerequisite. Sperm and pollen “activate” the mechanism.

Of course, I access the worlds of strange technologies and in these larger than life domains anything is possible. Like other grounded humans, I do not expect to encounter it in the flesh here. Living automatons (of other fantastic worlds) are reproduced from genetic offcuts. These are called “rebrids” and are significant because they are “soulless”. A human egg hosts the shadow body which is our magnetic soul. Thus, deduction tells me that rebrids are egg-free.

But why do the Andomendan “humans” look identical to the Zetas? Might not the “wolf in sheep’s clothing” adage figure here?

Who or What Controls the Inner Domains of our Planet?

Mainstreamers instinctively believe the 1950’s theory (adapted from Inge Lehmann’s 1936 observations. See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Inner_core) that the Earth has a molten iron core is sacred. I am not going to devote any time to the pointless circular arguments “justifying” belief systems concerning the inner realms. Readers may choose to ignore the truth and remain blind or not, as the case may be. For the progressives, here is the unverifiable certainty. There are five layers or “strata” to inner Earth. Three to four are inhabited with life systems similar to our own; with some notable variations. One section is very hot and has oceans of plasma. This is inhabited by entities which are beyond our dimensional density.

There are many theories and explorers tales about the inner realms. Sir Isaac Newton’s backer, Edmond Halley (See http://dioi.org/kn/halleyhollow.htm), is attributed as the first to present the mid-world model, which included a celestial sun. It is odd, given this information, that Newton deciphered and calculated gravity the way he did. I discuss this in my soon-to-be-published “A New World Order”. Other than strange zoological humanoids and miniature people reputedly witnessed on uncharted journeys, there is little to challenge the mainstream mind. Although, interestingly 200 year old Nordic accounts of mischievous “imps” (devils) are described very similar to the Grey’s. Esoteric writers, on the other hand, talk of shape-shifting reptilian strongholds, including the notorious golden city of Shambala. Others suggest the Lemurians may have moved to the centre of the Earth after a c. 24,000 BC comet disaster wrecked the surface regions (now under our Pacific Ocean).

Ignoring the repugnant dying “Tall Grey” Mother Race (which live in caverns close to the surface but number less than 1000 in total now), at least one source states “Grey Beings” control the inner Earth realms. These could surely be none other than the regularly filmed so-called “robot” Greys.

The Robot Greys

There are reports of hostile abductions and mistreatment of captives by the Zeta Grey Beings. However, experts Judy Carroll (See http://www.ufogreyinfo.com/) and Suzy Hansen both insist that some people undergoing the traumatic experience clam up and are so frightened of their hosts; they give no feedback on state of mind, discomfort, pain and so on. Most of these entities do not intrinsically understand the needs/whims of humans because they are not human! Thus, “misunderstandings” are now relayed as ill-treatment.

According to Simon Parkes, his experience with the robot Greys (not Zetas) revealed they could be deliberately deceptive and did not seem to possess any sort of conscience. He gave an example of one ignoring a dying man waiting to be transported from a hallway. It was a simple case of moving him to surgical rooms, but the Grey would not take the initiative. He gave another illustration which showed they knew damned well what was “right” from “wrong”, but traded ignorance for political point scoring.

It is not all bad as there are accounts of miracle surgeries being performed by these little guys and other acts of unconditional benevolence. Overall, nevertheless, they are cast as having an unassuming arrogance.

The Draco and the Grey Beings

Many individuals have presented accounts of reptilian Grey Being partnerships. Mostly, though not always, opinions are negative, but none more so, in my view, than the “evidence” revealed by Karla Turner (See http://www.reptilianagenda.com/exp/e112300a.shtml).

Her accounts, however, are so unrepresentative of Ciakar (colloquially known as Draco) ethos; I think the objective [of communications] was to sensationally attract weak minded people in the same way that mainstream “news” bulletins activate robust mindlessness. We feel we have the absolute, God given, right to sovereignty over our own lives but the Draco know this is nonsense. That is where the “conflict” regularly rears as the way they “open up” a “closed” human is via conquest. In their opinion, for instance, women are “raped” for their own good.

Added to that their societies very much work off the slave/master principle and, under those terms, the master literally owns the life of each slave. That does not sit well with fiercely independent human beings.

A Paedophile Conspiracy

Regularly Grey Beings accompany “chameleons” [shape shifting Ciakars] on abduction outings. Without genitalia, they can’t partake of the sexual antics, but have been known to bark telepathic “orders” to would-be recruits.

Regularly, it is [human] children that are selected for sexual tests; some very young. Satisfying wild imaginations, just about every desperate combination of “perversion” has allegedly been covered by these titillating accounts. For at least one case, unusual human behaviours that would be erstwhile “normal” were it not for the current over-zealous “anti-pedo” climate in the mainstream, would, it seems to me, perhaps “cover up” what might be judged as a “crimes” by offended parties. From the reptilian perspective many of these supposed attacks make no sense whatsoever.

Sexual energy goes inwards in [normal] children. This, at the right time (perhaps triggered by hormones), reverses direction. Introvert purity is converted to extrovert sexuality. There may be instances where the relationship between sexual energy, manifestation and its scope and range are tested by Draco authorities. Let’s suppose they enjoy “uncorking the bottle”.

A 6000 Years Old Control of Humanity

By way of conclusion, in the early stages of investigation, I understand [indirectly] that a new source is claiming a genetically modified human from the Andromeda star system visited and conquered Earth. Calculating a fundamental interpretation of the datelines of the origins of man using the Biblical Genesis chronology, everything started 6,013 years ago. This was about (or precisely) the alleged time the Andromedans colonised the Earth.

There is a very strong Draco energetic presence around the Knesset in Israel and I believe the robot Greys have some kind of relationship. A distinctive (possibly “energetic”) “Small Grey” was filmed viewing a George W Bush “speech” (sic) from inside the Whitehouse. Eisenhower brokered a deal with the robot Greys (who are usually chaperoned by tall ephemeral mantis-like beings) and this prompted an intervention from Venus (Valiant Thor).

Even so, documents presented by Ed Snowdon (leaked by Iran. See http://english.farsnews.com/newstext.aspx?nn=13921021000393) as part of the stolen CIA files cache, state [Charles Hall’s] Tall Whites (See http://openseti.org/Hall.html) ultimately control America. These are Version Eight human (we are Version Seven) and I believe they do have a cosmic judicial role here in relation to management of Draco affairs.

So it is only right, with so many unanswered questions, to leave conclusions open. A much more detailed, compelling treatise will find a place in my book “A New World Order”. The release date is scheduled for September and there may be a printed version to compensate the large volume of readers that claim they cannot adapt to e-books.

Authentic Videos of Andromedan Grey Aliens

Thepolishedknob Youtube channel is particularly relevant as it records numerous real-time video encounters (possibly located in Adelaide, South Australia?) with both “small greys” and the “tall, pale mantis types”. Footage is regularly “debunked” by ignorant wheelchair “experts”. For the three selected, no characteristic “alarmed cat” sounds are heard, though, I must confess, there are plenty of expletives of the worst kind which “set the scene”. Of the several hundred video documents that used to be available only a few dozen remain, sadly. Attempted contact with the uploader has not encouraged a reply.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MU9Am-D_2_c

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zFNgtkRqQFo

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mfwZX415YrI

Original noteworthy video (clip with sound) of a grey hybrid captured in Brazil

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RoDREGAeK5M

Do Aliens Poo?

I recently attended a very fine talk by the author and public speaker, Suzy Hansen (See http://www.communicatorlink.com/about.php). For those not in-the-know, Suzy is an “experiencer” (someone that has had direct contact with aliens). New Zealand has them too, yay! With a growing reputation as an authority on the Zeta beings, I can vouch she is the real McCoy. Instead of spouting the usual crap, you know, talking about meditation and stuff humans need to do to improve per “exalted wisdom” of the Zeta, she got straight to the point. Somewhere about the middle of her recantations, she broached the uncomfortable subject of “human bobbly bits” (her words). We all know what they are and those strange mating rituals they are used for, but what of “aliens”? Aren’t they all “smooth” down there?

“Check under the left armpit”, Suzy chirped stridently. Only joking! The void that began her sensitive investigation remained unruffled, but it got me thinking. As readers of my other blog (See http://ozziethinker.wordpress.com) know; when I think things start to get hairy.

Before I forget, I do recommend you seek out and purchase Suzy’s excellent book “The Dual Soul Connection: The Alien Agenda for Human Advancement” (a project of many years from inception). I paid (yes, I did BUY a copy) for mine at the event and, on balance, it’s a cracker.

Where was I?

Ah yes, thinking of strange quixotic methods of reproduction (or do some of these beings, God forbid, have sex for fun?), I then thought, but what about poo? Imagine it. A Light Being discretely makes himself known to you – drum roll, grand entrance, missing time, you know the full deal. So, he’s there in front of you and…..Hang on? He’s looking a bit queasy. Well this is a bit embarrassing. Telepathically he says, “Do you have a rest room?” You see these Light Beings are polite and most of them can’t talk as far as I am aware. They wouldn’t say, “I’ve been on the road for a thousand years and I need to take a giant dump”, telepathically, of course.

We all know the Queen’s doesn’t smell. That’s a well-publicised fact, but what about the Nicolathesian worm Ambassador of Gradui Ilflampi?

Another thought came to me, largely inspired by my other blog. Humans, for instance, produce invisible poo that comes out of their mouths and this is the worst smelling of all types. The inquisitive mind would wonder whether alien hierarchies have the same issue.

The whole “poo” thing goes both ways. Let’s imagine for a second that I am about to be abducted by the strange Terigal beings from Alpha Banga. They smother me with love and are about to click the magic switch when I exclaim, “I just need a pee first”.

Let’s face it I am not going to go up to a craft with a full bladder at 2am. I might be there for hours.

“Hold that order, Festu, the guy needs to pee”

“Pee?”

“It’s something those human’s do”

“Oh, ok, but we’re running a tight schedule today. How long will it take?”

Or do I say I’ll just hold it in?

Sorry to inconvenience you and all that, I must master these “lower vibrational” body functions. Shush, some people, hey?

I am on the ship now. Do they have loos? And if they do, are they like regular loos? I remember reading about Rosemary Klem’s (See http://zodbooks.com.au/about/) & Jack Lord’s [supposed] Atlantis civilisation underwater. After dinner, all the plates, utensils and so on just disintegrate. Is that what happen to a toilet after use? Poof – it’s gone? Well if that’s case; what if there’s a miscue and the toilet disintegrates before the business is done? What then, eh? Is there a “back up” plan? How many times does our infallible technology go wrong? And I don’t know what it is, but it always seems to break down just at the wrong time – like, when you’re crouched over the John! Ah well, who says “God” doesn’t have a good sense of humour?

Back to those aliens again and my special guest Light Being – the one with the dicky tummy; let’s say he does discretely have a poo. For us, could it be used as a magic cure, or food? You see there is a South American bat (ok, for the brainboxes, it an Asiatic cat. See https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Civet) that produces guano (poo) which is collected, dried and used to serve a very special cup of coffee with a distinctive “nutty flavour” (See http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NxD2VmZiLJ0). At a $100 a cup it better be good for you!

We tend to think about poo negatively, but all the good stuff grows in it: veggies, plants, pigs. One of the things I have observed over the years is, maybe, all these aliens have recognised just how uptight we humans, in general, are. We all need to take a chill pill and laugh a little (at ourselves). Mind you, I have never been abducted by aliens of any persuasion and that’s perhaps because they know the first thing that I would ask is,

“Do aliens poo?”