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I recommend reading the Project Camelot interview Will just posted here. Interesting correlations.

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Saw this the other day, interesting, doom-ish, edge of your seat stuff. Read with your heart and your gut as well as your head!

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‘Tis a joy to welcome you, Gray!

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echo, the Pleiadian Renegades have responded to your post… and to those who have not or cannot voice their inner questioning…

In the days you spent in chaos, dearest echo of love, you had an experience no one could impart to you. It was yours to discover. Now it is yours to master. The soul is a teacher and you are its student. You are an emanation of love from the source of all, and your soul acts as a lens, focusing and refracting the core frequency of OM, I AM, into the particulate hologram which you see when you look in a mirror. You are echoes of light, ever responding to the love which ever sustains your existence. Love, of course, is not merely a nice, warm feeling. It is the whole of all, it is the infinity of experience, the movement of atoms and thought and being in relation to everything it encounters. It is endlessly taking form both as beauty and filth, as kindness and violence, as sanity and that which cannot be ordered into coherent expression. All this is love, and love is the substance of all things seen and unseen, heard and voiceless, true and without merit, at least none that can be discerned. For there is always a bigger picture than you can with human eyes see, and a greater purpose to all things than you can with human faculties reason out. Love remains, always, the signature of the source. In gaining greater understanding, dear echo, we point you toward the lens of your soul.

If you sense what others cannot, does that mean you are inoperable, unfunctioning, broken, or wrong? No. It means you receive signals from other sources than the familiar voices you have grown accustomed to. Signals from outside the spectrum of your 3-D reality, yet signals nonetheless. Is there meaning in them? More importantly, is there love? Tune yourself to the frequency your soul has opened to in refracting the vibratory impulse of OM, I AM towards you as its creation, and trust that your soul loves you, dear echo. It is the sender of the signal from a source which is only love, and you, as an individual being, are the amplifier of experience. Tune into the fineness of vibration and let the baser movements of intelligence and existence organize themselves according to a broader coherent spectrum of light, one that encompasses that which you cannot see with human eyes, one that extends beyond the known limits your reality has defined. Let your soul teach you of love that exists and which seeks expression, and know that it is in service to OM, I AM.

What meaning do you ascribe to such impulses as those which you feel threaten the very fabric of your being? How do you interpret the experience of receiving the transmission of energy that has no vital core to its purpose other than, as far as you can tell, vexation? Look to the lens of your soul and see what comes through understanding and insight. The universe is immense, dear one, and you have experienced in your short time on Earth only a small part, that you can remember. Memory seeps in where it finds an opening, however, and gives you more to think about than you have prepared yourself for. Hence, you have needed a break, and arranged for yourself to have one. Part of you remembers and part of you wants to play the game of forgetfulness and discovery. You can avoid conflict within forgetting, dropping out, or creating escape with all the drama of a thriller. To what end? In thus forgetting even that you have forgotten your source and sustenance in love, you handicap yourself unnecessarily. Remember that you have forgotten while you explore the reality of the time and space your consciousness now finds itself in, and know that you will again come into full remembrance. Know that you do not face the annihilation of your soul, but that your soul knows exactly where you are and what you are experiencing at any point in time. You have a connection to your soul and through your soul to OM, the source of love, from which you cannot ever be cut off. We ask you to remember this, if nothing else. In the times to come, you will see many people in forgetfulness struggle to maintain a reality that cannot hold, as more and more of the fabric of what has been recognized as real unravels more and more. Maintain your remembrance of yourself divine, whole, lacking nothing, complete in love. Remember yourself as love whole in its expression and honor the choice you made in tandem with your soul to enter into a game of forgetting and discovering secrets to remembrance and new pathways to greater understanding, experience, and expression of OM. If you ever feel lost, call on your soul. Acknowledge your self, and ask for guidance to love from love. Echo of love, you can never be lost. It is only a matter of remembering. Re-member your self. OM.

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Sorcha Faal writes in the future tense. This isn’t what’s happened, but what could. Kinda fictional.

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btw, if you watched the video attached to this message, didja notice that the card next to George Harrison’s elbow at the opening was the nine of spades? Sometimes you don’t have to dig so far for irony, hey?

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@jamwolfsky wrote:

Would you say I am God or the perfectly endowed daughter or son of God, being One with him so One with everyone He created? In other words do you believe he created you and you have your own creations ,extensions of Love?

Hm, I would have to say, that depends on which direction you are looking, inward or outward, and then being part of all that you create as well. What say you?

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Bow only to your own lovely heart, Ricky!

Glad I could help loosen some brain cells for ya.

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@jamwolfsky wrote:

Could black holes be major portals of holographic processing and passages to other worlds? Do you believe the Pleadians actually live on the piece of density called Merope or Taygeta, or are the stars a holographic representation of another paradisiac reality to be found behind portals which they may cross with their technology….

Here’s what I wrote on another thread relating to the idea of black holes as portals:

Ricky wrote:open your heart to open the mind
if things do not have a heart are they empty ? devoid of real meaning?

For a thing to be a “thing”, it has to have some form to it, 3-D or otherwise. I use “form” loosely here, like we all use the word “thing” loosely, usually.

So if a thing is a thing, it has some node at the center of it around which its form is structured. That node is the core of its essence, so you could call that its heart. Its essence is its meaning, but meaning is subjective, based on the understanding of the observer or seeker of meaning.

You could say that the heart of a thing is light, but you could just as easily say that the heart of the heart of light is a “black hole” that sucks light to it, the light that gathers being light that assembles in response to the call of the heart’s center according to the resonance of the collective of light-particle frequency signatures… or something like that. Harmonious particles of light gather around a central node of gravity / attraction / conscious awareness of being / I AM.

What is that “black hole”? To my thinking, at the moment, it could well be a portal by which the individual node of I AM is linked with the Source.

What’s come through in a lot of my contact with Pleiadians is the concept of stars as lenses, focusing light/thought/consciousness to a particular density pattern. Our sun seems to be changing… notice the lack of sunspots during a time where we’re supposed to be seeing more?
Thus, each star, each sun, acts as a particular eye of God, in a way. So does each individuated being, each personality. So everyone who sees, sees with the eyes of God, and everyone you see is likewise acting, as Annu likes to put it, as God’s sensory organ. Oneness is everywhere. If oneness were one thing, it would still be dual, because it would require an observer to say, “Hey, there’s one!”

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@Ricky wrote:

open your heart to open the mind
if things do not have a heart are they empty ? devoid of real meaning?

For a thing to be a “thing”, it has to have some form to it, 3-D or otherwise. I use “form” loosely here, like we all use the word “thing” loosely, usually.

So if a thing is a thing, it has some node at the center of it around which its form is structured. That node is the core of its essence, so you could call that its heart. Its essence is its meaning, but meaning is subjective, based on the understanding of the observer or seeker of meaning.

You could say that the heart of a thing is light, but you could just as easily say that the heart of the heart of light is a “black hole” that sucks light to it, the light that gathers being light that assembles in response to the call of the heart’s center according to the resonance of the collective of light-particle frequency signatures… or something like that. Harmonious particles of light gather around a central node of gravity / attraction / conscious awareness of being / I AM.

What is that “black hole”? To my thinking, at the moment, it could well be a portal by which the individual node of I AM is linked with the Source.

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Well, I can’t speak for anyone but myself, but I can say that this shift in gears had been hinted at by my “broadcast HQ”. It’s a year to the day since my first message from the Renegades was posted that this last one was. Done! Now, I’ll be working, as far as I can tell, with a single entity, rather than a collective. Beyond that, I won’t know until I sit down and get to focused work on that. Funny, even with a bit of advance notice, this still feels a bit out of the blue, on the heels of the holidays and all the shifts that are part of that… solstice inward-turning, light-welcoming celebrating, new year intention-making etc.

But as the message says, this is perhaps a very good time for review, not only of these messages here but of Blossom’s and Mike’s and others whose words resonate. Get a good feel and be ready to launch into… whatever’s coming next, as the channels adjust to a new frequency range.

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A nice find, Z! Dominoes be falling, I think…

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As I’m just now in the process of review, I ran across this posting from my blog from early last year. It, too, seems germane. Actually it kinda jumped out at me as another interesting angle on the whole concept Mushi brings up. Bear with the storytelling, it does lead… somewhere. The Renegades usually do, eventually.

LIFE KNOWS ITS ORIGINS: A MATHEMATICAL TALE

Zero is not a number you can count on your fingers. Neither is infinity. That never stopped you reaching for either in your quest for understanding. Sage ones have expounded on the existence of such numbers and even though you cannot enumerate them, pal, you use them all the time. Indeed, your people are enslaved by them in this digital era of ones and zeroes and the vastness of universal and fractal space being pummeled into your mental awareness at every turn. While these are useful concepts for where you have been in your quest, they are of minor use in where you are going. A multidimensional awareness works best in the realm of one. A story would do nicely to illustrate.

A deep hole left by a stone that fell from the sky had zero energy in it, according to the most accurate readings the scientists could muster. Likewise it was with all holes, science said. Queasy from the otherwise negative effects such a finding implicated, the normally certain scientist-in-chief insisted that the machinery was miscalibrated and called for all equipment to be flatlined at zero and more readings to be taken. Frantically, it was done as he asked, but again, nothing registered. “Dear me,” he thought, “now what? If we don’t find something here, that means there’s nothing here, but quite obviously there’s a hole. Something is something; it cannot be nothing. Now we won’t make mail route pick-up for another day and the grant money will be later in coming.” Real dilemma for him this was, as his knowledge was at zero, his ability to pay his crew was at zero and now so was his scientific credibility to his profit-seeking, critical-minded source of support. And last but not least, whatever made the hole was also registering a big fat zero. Nothing was working.

Then his assistant said, “Sir, we have a reading.” Amazed and dazed, he looked, and rubbed his eyes. Samples taken from the site not only registered a reading, they moved toward a new understanding of hole science altogether. What he saw were large flat nodes of energetic forms. That was all. There was nothing like a monumental godlike force of gravity reaching out to suck all the life from the area or nibble away at the perimeter of the massive hole. Nor was there a nothingness, lost and alone. Instead, he found what appeared to be nodes very faintly shimmering with life. Proof would take a little time but he had in fact found something. Soon he would have his chance to show God’s true form.

How would such a proof be written? Thus. If at the middle of nothingness is something, then nothingness is not nothingness but somethingness. If at the middle of said somethingness is nothing more than a frequency form of so fast a vibratory rate that it is wandering into the generation of light, then quantum-sized particles of thought are communicating. Particles of matter are energy, and at the root of energy is life. Thus, with a little more work on the details, the scientist could base his discovery on oscillatory proof of life at the node of blackness at the center of the universe. Nothing would ever be the same again.

Men of science look at the question of “who?” and “what?” with equal quizzicalness as they look at questions of the same mundane sort as “by what mechanism?” or “of what type?” Neither of the first two questions really can be answered with the same kind of method of inquiry as the latter. God does not register on the kind of equipment a neutrino does, nor can the origin of thought be found by density separation or matter splitting. Round pegs do not fit in square holes.

Life cannot be deciphered by any arrangement of theorems, as life is beyond the boundaries of thought. Life generates thought, so in the sense that particles are burning through the fabric of space and time, life must be the source of the energy that enlivens them. Quarks, neutrinos and other particles of the syntax of thought are quorumed in the sense that some particles have an affinity for other ones based on their origin in the thought-generating systems of belief that reality forms on the framework of. Life is the quiet density that thought travels underneath of, progressively lower in its subtlety of form until it appears as death. Representing death is Dark, which is merely life cloaked as the grey, lifeless corpse it is. Life roams everywhere, neither coexisting with death nor supplanting it. Your perception of death is colored by the thought of people’s perception of death in the culture you share. Thought travels naturally through the matrix of life. Life is even in death, and death is really alive, the illusion of it being but a shell surrounding a node of very bright light shining with life. Thus beyond life is yet another source of energy, which you call consciousness.

For you, that is enough mathematics for one day. We are not in the business of periodical rendering of truth, but we periodically focus on an aspect of truth to nourish your understanding. Period.

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Here’s a nexus of information: http://projectcamelot.net/astralwalker.html

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You are the truth.

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