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?

We Don't Need No Stinkin' Disclosure Movement

"Each one of us is the Disclosure Movement. 

We don't need an organization to speak on our behalf."

--James Bartley

You, dear reader, are "the movement." Stop waiting for it. Stand in your truth. Be it. 

If you really think the Military Industrial ET Complex is just suddenly going to come clean and tell you "everything," then for whatever your reasons, you are choosing to entertain a rather naive, delusional sense of entitlement, and that's fine.  That's your choice.  Maybe that's always been your coping strategy in life, the way you get through the hard times.  Maybe it's been consoling to you to have faith that some ultimate authority figure, out there somewhere, is going to validate you, make you feel safe, loved, appreciated.  You've been programmed well by your patriarchal society.

Be advised though, that it's unlikely that approach will work here.  It seems the human and non-human powers that be feel anything but love for you, for me.  And it seems the only thing they're truly interested in validating is our continued slavery to them.  Sure, we could expect them to put on a "ETs Landing on the White House Lawn" puppet show for the masses, when the time is right for it.  We could expect that display to be chock full of nice promises about all the nice things they'll do for all us nice people.  I'm sure it'll all be quite ...nice.

And I'm even more sure it would be yet another convincing psy-op to keep the dumb dumber, yet another set up that installs yet another new & improved control system on this planet.

Don't let them control the narrative for you.  Think for yourself!

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But, if it's Disclosure you absolutely must have, then by all means you'll get what you want.

As food for thought, here's a nice, predictive-programming enactment of what that might look like
(they always tell you what they'll do before they do it, so you can't say you weren't warned): 

  

On Leadership, and Walking the Path of Heart

Childhood's End

Note: This is what happens when James Brown's and Mick Jagger's genes were spliced 
together in a covert experiment called Project Whacky Dancer, clearly a success.  (jk)

Terra, the Mandela Effect is only the beginning of many disorientations. 

And how disorienting they'll all be depends upon the extent to which you've
allowed yourself to be invested in the Matrix, the extent to which
you've built walls of seeming reality around you...with bricks of sheer fantasy.
Ask yourself who supplied those bricks.
Ask yourself what their motive(s) may have been for doing so.


Ask yourself how you will re-build using your own means, because
that question, I believe, will be the most important question of all to ask.
Yet, who bothers asking it?  Most just mourn the loss of the old bricks.
Most let their programming dictate how "entitled" they were to their
fantasy world, and will in futility fight or flight their way into keeping it intact.


Meanwhile, your galactic neighbors stand bemused at the sheltered life you've lived,

maybe even admire the luxury you've enjoyed indulging your sense of entitlement,
how you've rightfully expected your keepers would bother to indulge it as well, realizing,
as those keepers do, that the slave who has no idea he's a slave, who demands the
illusory Matrix-given rights he never even had, most certainly makes the best slave of all.

In contrast, your neighbors have had to fight for what freedoms they've got now, 

have had to continue fighting just to keep them, because, you see,
the walls likewise came violently tumbling down for them too, long, long ago.

And you'll feel exactly what that's like, soon...  

So, prepare to rebuild, or prepare to be crushed.

Grow, or lose it all.

Make your mark, or regret never having tried.

Raptor Spiritual Beliefs

"Hold steadfastly to the thought that all life is in a state of eternal flow."  –Raptor Prince Naga 


"Every sentient life form longs for and needs a conscious union with The Infinite.  This is as necessary to the nature and intellect of rational creatures as food is to the well-being of their natural bodies."   –Raptor Senator Mock-ga





"The dragon universe has always been the spiritual system of complete consciousness and entire wholeness, the sum total of which was present everywhere.  Every sentient being is both scientifically and inspirationally, spiritually and philosophically in accord with great institutions, the spiritual revelations of all the ages that has always announced that there is something over all, in all, through all, and is all.  There is a reality that constitutes everything that is, proclaiming everything, proclaiming itself as all things."

"And it is a gift to have life, to not only be a part of that greater reality, but to actually relate to it, see it, and grasp the glory of it all.  There is an Intelligence in everything, from the smallest atom to whatever one thinks of as big, and that Intelligence must of necessity respond to everything intelligently.  Then automatically one will have to assume that It could only respond to each sentient being at the level of our belief in, knowledge of, feeling about, acceptance and embodiment of an identification with It."

"Thus, each dragon was part of a great Universal Omnipresence, as was every other life form.  Dragons accept this omnipresence as something real, definite and immediate.  At the very center of each being, one can feel the Greater Presence.  At the center of every sentient consciousness, one can recognize the Transcendent Principle forever animating, sustaining, vitalizing, recreating, guiding, directing and inspiring.  There is within each thinking organism that which knows what to do, and impels you to act in accord with its perfect law and order."

"It is the greatest conviction that consciousness is the most wonderful gift the universe can bestow.  To be self-aware, to grasp the responsibility of presence and exercise all the expressions of dynamic creativeness, is part of the integrity and wonder of being alive and sentient.  To affirm the self, one only has to do something more with the gift of life than being the average rock."

–As reported by Captain Mark Richards: prince among dragons, political prisoner, son of the Dutchman.

Source: EDH Show #5