Send in the Clones

This was written some years ago on the blog authored by The Ruiner, also known as Shane Bales. Like many of the posts on that blog, it has taken on new meaning to me, due to events which perhaps one day I might write about, or not. Make of it what you will.





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Posted by The Ruiner
4/27/2015 04:49:00 AM
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Send in the Clones

If the truth were ever disclosed about all of the things your real government (there is truly only one) has learned and developed, they will give credit for the advancements that will follow to one technology above the rest.

Clones.

This has been like a skeleton key to those developing new technology and perfecting new methods of control.

Why use someone with a family, a job, friends, children, when we can use a clone?

Why use monkeys, pigs, rats, when we can use clones?

A common use for clones is in simulations.  Create a situation and have clones exist within it.

Another is live testing.   Need to test a new technology with a functioning human specimen?  Use a clone.

Even darker perhaps, they are most used by what are called Elites in society - for entertainment.

A clone can be run by artificial software.  Which means an artificial soul like creation typically called an Artificial Soul. (This knowledge came from another race, there are mixed views as to which race.  Your writer is unsure which. ) This is not a true soul but it can function as one for this purpose.

Humans are definitely not ready for this form of technology.

These artificial souls can be implanted into a clone and then captured once dislodged from the clone body.  They can erase and reuse these as they desire.

As a functional use: such an artificial soul in a clone body could be sent to a location on a one way mission.  After the clone is killed the artificial soul can be captured and implanted into another clone.  With memory regression techniques they can recover the knowledge through experience this clone collected before death.

Clones can also be operated by living souls.

~There are various technologies related and your writer is not claiming to understand the way they all work.~

Transferring the soul in and out of a body can be accomplished by an individual using will, or assisted (even forced at times) by technology.  Moving the living soul from their natural body into a clone and back again, as desired or required.

In this way these Elites or volunteers and members of various programs can use a clone body for various adventures.  Some are just fun, many are very dark.

To explain their mind on this :  Your writer has heard them claim that artificial souls in clones have no free will and therefor invite no karmic response.  For this reason clones have almost completely replaced what was referred to as a Mind Controlled Slave. (a term your writer feels has become invalid these days, but that's another topic)  Several other positions within programs have been replaced with clones, and some whole groups have become obsolete due to the growth of this technology. They believe - right or wrong - if they can replace their use of living souls with their ariticial souls, they will clear karma.
There are a few different programs involved which do this with unwilling living souls.  They will target souls and pull them from their body, forcing them into a clone body.  The best time for them to target someone for this purpose is when they are sleeping - a deep sleep or the REM level.   Often those used in this way simply believe they have very vivid dreams.

Your writer will avoid describing the various uses.

This is one they want to keep occulted.  They do well by causing all sorts of confusion about cloning - their abilities and the laws surrounding them, in the public.  Most who speak out in the public also receive a great deal of targeting for doing so.  The reason being this is one of their greatest toys.  They constantly find new ways to advance these cloning programs.  The difference between ten years ago and now,  is astounding.

The artificial soul is just a name.  A series of words which give a false impression for it is not a soul at all - in the opinion of your writer.  More like a hard drive or iCloud that carries, installs and operates a software meant to behave like a soul at the most primitive level.  No spirit.  Artificial light.
Moral implications are likely to make your stomach turn. There is however no way to avoid that and explain this. This is a game changer for them, and the implications for us run deep.

To all the souls caught up in this web -- May this end and allow you to be free.
[emphasis, mine]

A Chat with the Male and the Female

I wrote this a few years ago, posted it on my Facebook page, which I no longer use. Found a copy of it today, figured I'd repost it here. The male and female look Nordic in my mind's eye. I asked many times for names, species, any identifier. I never get any additional info, beyond what we talk about. So, I just call them The Male and The Female. They seem to prefer it that way. Make of it what you will...

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I sit frustrated in the library, my head on the desk, my hands cupping my forehead. I think to myself..

I’m not sure how to handle this issue.


 

This is a random pic I pulled off the internet. It
approximates what the male looked like in my mind's
eye. He and the female wore long coats, with long
sleeves, that seemed like a uniform. He had a more
protective, warrior vibe about him. It grieved him
to see humanity manipulated so.

Suddenly, a male being appears in my mind’s eye, someone I’ve seen before during moments of distress in the past. I don’t request his presence, yet he often appears. Now, he pops up again, and suggests…  

Use your “tools,” as is said in your mental health wellness programs there, hehe.

Still troubled, I say: 

I am finding this difficult, it's too distracting, the issues.  Any suggestions?  Which tools, for example?

He assumes a more serious demeanor, and says:   

You CAN answer this question. Imagine that each tool of healing you know of is represented by, say, a symbol of your choosing.

Place all these symbols on a table, then get back with us afterward.

OK, I say, glad to at least be working toward some sort of solution.

What seemed like seconds in our world, were at lease a couple hours in the place where I met the male in my mind.  During those hours, I meditated, then created objects from my own thoughts, and placed them on a table, also created from my thoughts. Proudly, I announce…

I've assembled the symbols. 

The male reappears, thoughtfully regards each of my symbols on the table, then, turns and looks at me curiously for a moment, asking…  

And what would YOU…like to do…with these? 

Suddenly, I feel confident, a great deal of energy welling up inside me, I’m not sure from where. I no longer feel lost, with a need to ask more questions. Now, many answers start tumbling down from my own consciousness as I quickly say…

Well, I would like to see a single sigil, which unifies all the symbols, to serve as a kind of spiritual software program, that of my own making, that of my own healing.  I'd like to adhere the sigil to my heart chakra or solar plexus chakra, thereabouts somewhere, perhaps drawing it energetically so it stays in my biofield as a kind of compass, a perpetual spell, if you will...both steering me to that which I need, and simultaneously guiding things to me that I need as well, that they automatically come my way. 

I pause, somewhat stunned at what I just said, thinking, “Where’d that come from?  Did I just say that?"

The male calmly regards my answer for a few moments, then seats himself, and gestures with an open palm..

Go on.

I look down and struggle to think of ways to combine the symbols. I create different combinations, then dissemble them, then create others and dissemble them, etc. Suddenly, a visual floods my mind: art supplies like paintbrushes, pencils, etc. I sense the male helped me, but wanted to clarify, so I ask…

You mean, an artwork? 

The male then says, quite seriously…

All roads lead back to the road of your purpose here, _____________________, your gift, your destiny…that is, if you want them to...it is always a choice.  You are free to veer from that road, or travel that road.

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This actress from TV show dressed as Nordic alien approximates
the being I spoke to telepathically in my mind's eye. Her energy
contrasted from the male's in that she seemed to see "within"
humans, past all the layers, and could see the evocation of our
beauty, that it was important that we saw that within one another. 

The female then approaches serenely and asks us telepathically… 

And may I add an additional thought on this matter?

By all means, please do, I say telepathically.

Well, as we've demonstrated here with you, this process of self-healing, the same could be done, by the good people of Terra, collectively, in a self-initiated way. 

Each nation, each people, could bring their BEST IDEAS forward, at a table of mutual respect and open discussion. For they have lived many years here, have developed many ways of coping and getting along, ways to induce fairness and a good quality of life for themselves.  

No one [that is, no “savior” alien race] needs to do this for you all.  You all have, over time, crafted and time-tested your own solutions. 

Referring to a draft blog post I had written earlier that day, she adds…] You wrote today about the concept of "definitions," how the Terran idea of "self" differs so greatly from that of the Draconian idea of Terran worth…and thus we see The [proverbial “New World Order”] Agenda on this planet, as it looks now, based on this idea which is not Terran in origin.

I think of milabs and other abuses of humans, and then feel deeply troubled at the thought of it, as though I am about to cry. Sensing this, the female smiles consolingly, as if to say, “don’t cry,” and emphasizes…

…but they are, after all, only IDEAS.  And ideas can be changed, can they not?

This is the challenge you have before you Terrans.  To what extent will you hold onto ideas and behaviors that destroy you?  To what extent will you cultivate your own ideas about you and your world, ideas in your best interest?  How will you define yourselves for yourselves, as one people, so that you could sit at the proverbial grown ups table, as a single, solitary people?…

She thinks of our collective beauty and strengths.  She touches my cheek as she says…

...a people, might I remind you, of great variety and creativity, and other such lovely things…

…and a bright energy fills me as colorful montage quickly flashes through my mind; I see a kaleidoscope of ancient and contemporary cultures, a blur of faces, clothing, buildings. There are snippets of music, smells of foods, historic orators speaking before large crowds.

I feel my dread and sadness beginning to subside, and I begin to feel inspired and proud to be human. But just as I begin to feel this, the montage slowly fades away.

I am startled by the male, who now is filled with righteous anger, and hits the table with his palm, saying... 

The greatest violence done to you all here seems to be the telling of the lie of you all being so much less than you are!  That is the greatest crime done against you here!  All others pale in comparison to this one! 

He then composes himself, and in a quiet, somewhat broken-hearted tone of concern, he says…

Will you see and embrace the truth about yourselves…in time?  Or will you continue to pattern your thoughts, behaviors, your entire world, after an imposed definition of who you aren’t, and let that interpretation rule you?

This is such an important question at this time.  So important. 

There is a silence. Then, as I look at them, they slowly withdraw their presence, and fade into transparency. I could hear the echo of their thoughts, as it repeats several times…

And what will you do, people of Terra?  What will be your choice?