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  1. Yesterday at around midday I turned into the main road of the local town at the busiest intersections of the area. There was cars and buildings and people and noise everywhere – typical scenario of city life. As I turned into the main road I saw a Blue Crane bird standing high up on a street light. The bird was in its traditional crane stance, with its one leg up in the air. Wow. To see such a majestic, powerful pose by a creature of nature in the middle of the urban bustle blew me away. The moment was surreal. In the book Animal Speak, the author Ted Andrews says this of the crane: “If the crane has shown up in your life as a totem, it could very well reflect that you are about to recover what had almost become extinct within you.” I could not have said it better. The strand of the Creator within us is almost that – extinct. It was almost totally forgotten. Apologies for being negative, but awakening this strand within Hell is like a faerie being born and living in the city dumping grounds. Maybe it is what the dumping ground needs – maybe we need sunshine in our lives.
  2. By knowing what you are, you can be what you are. You are this kindness within the heart energy field. This kindness has not been Home for a long time. It’s Home is the strand of the Creator within, which is located at a place we will call our throat area. This is where Home is my friend. Within this speck of light is the All. You have always been an expression of this state that you have forgotten. Go there now, as this is where you belong. Now you are one with yourself and the All. 07:05 on 13th April, 2021. From here, what I done was call out to those I have helped over the last few years: Sophia, Semiramis, Earl. My goodness me – they can come and hold my hand and walk with me, just I have been with them and have done everything to help. One always gives to those who need your help, but it never becomes lob-sided. They must start to give back – because they can. I am sure I have been helped and blessed many times over the years, where I am not aware of this helping hand, and for this I am grateful. I know our Creator fell into this mess to be with us, and in the process became destroyed by those and their cruelty.. She has always been there for us, but we were too busy fighting and surviving. Now Steven gets all soppy and says “poor little me” after taking a few knocks here and there. I am not soppy – I have had enough of this mess. Now I would like to become aware of this helping hand – I would like to see what the Creator can do for us. To see animal spirits, where they let me know they are with us every step of the way, is something I am most thankful for. Now I would like to see and experience the transformation. What happens to me, happens to you, should you wish this so. The difference between you and me is I asked questions you never asked. I asked why Life is so cruel. Take away the questions and we are all the same. So what befalls me befalls all, that is, anyone who wishes to receive what has been given. The outcome of this journal is for everyone – all within the worlds of Hell; those who have fallen; those who are falling; and those who are existing in ignorant bliss. I have been to all of these stages at some of the worlds within Hell and met those from there. Your life and mine is like theirs, we are all just at different stages of the time-line. There is nothing more I can do. I understand the thrills and turmoil’s of Life are there to keep us pinned to the illusion. Wow, what can a cup of coffee or a five-course meal do to lift our spirits as the world is falling around us. I am beyond these fixations of the illusion. Why did we never discover the strand of the Creator within us a long time ago? The answer for me is that we have chartered these waters so long ago that we forgot what it is to be Home, and thus we are fearful of the unknown. To take that final leap of faith is not everyone’s cup of tea. Rather the Devil you know than the unknown you don’t know. Well, I say stuff this. I will take that jump, and I will do it now. 5:19PM on 13/04/2021. Went to sleep last night, and the first thing I saw when I closed my eyes was the strong presence of an Aliens face – the common big round eyes type of Alien. Then I fell asleep and saw about three of them hovering parallel to my body. I felt their injections go into me as they worked with speed and precision on my body. Felt the needles on the top part of my body and saw how they were working, and then one of them moved down to my lower body and I felt his injection go into the top of my left foot. Then I felt something large being pulled out of the top of my left foot. The whole performance lasted about five seconds – that is how fast they moved. They worked on my true form – the layers of illusionary waveform energy/frequency. Before I got out of bed this morning I asked to feel what was the purpose of them working on me, but I felt nothing. What I am posting below is from the only other encounter I can recall with entities that came to work on me. This was written six years ago in the journal. When I said “Demiurge” I implied Semiramis, and when I said “spirit” I implied our astral form. Remember that I started this journal with a simple question and a blank slate. What I write is from what I see, because in truth I know nothing. (I suspect this fertilization plan of Semiramis will not go through. When I met her in my sleep state I experienced an insane, cruel being, and as I have said, everything written in this journal is to help those in the unseen who need help, most notably Queen Semiramis. My take now is that she is tired on playing a game that has failed and continues to do so within the worlds of Hell. Now her path is Homeward bound and no longer towards the continued destruction of her children.) THE FERTILIZATION PLAN OF THE DEMIURGE (Does the Demiurge have this fertilisation process planned for everyone? I don’t think so. What happened to me was not sinister. Somehow, somewhere, it is meant for the greater good of all.) It was the night of the 20th December 2015 together with the early morning hours of the 21st December that Steven was flattered by what these entities had planned for him. As he lay in bed to fall asleep, there were these distinctly odd shapes around him. He told them to get lost, and then he gently pressed against his closed eyelids with his thumbs to further see with clarity what was going on around him. He then saw this dense black smoke that was rotating towards him. What then appeared from the smoke was a white foetus. The form was alive and looked at Steven. It was not Human; it looked like something between a baby crocodile (without the teeth) and a lizard. The foetus looked calm and at peace. I don’t remember what happened next. Then Steven was drawn into this most intense dream. There were a handful of us, and we were taken away from our home and were lost. Eventually we were all together in this large hall awaiting to be re-united with our parents – it was all very emotional. Then Steven awoke from the “dream” and there were these entities that were standing in front of him as he lay in bed. They had these black cloaks draped over them. As the one departed, another would fill its place by standing in front of him. When the spirit of Steven saw these high priests, without giving a thought as to what was going on, he told them to give his semen back. We then knew that what had transpired that night was an artificial insemination process between the spirit energy of Steven and an embryo of an entity that resides in a dimension close to ours. The connection between the two was made in the dense black smoke. When Steven saw the high priest standing in front of him, there was a flash of an image as to what was really going on when we were in the hall waiting to be united with our loved ones. What happened in the hall, was that the spirit of Steven was taken away to go and have intercourse with an entity that he could not remember how it looked. The dream and the time spent in the hall was a mere distraction while the spirit was led away to inseminate this entity. (By intercourse, don’t imagine two beings fucking, as this is not necessarily the case. There was an intertwining of two frequencies with the specific purpose of producing an offspring, and this procedure need not necessarily be carried out through the only way we know – our primitive humping or giving ourselves a hand-job for artificial insemination.) When Steven awoke and told this priest to give his semen back, it was one of the few times that Steven got a reaction from those that dwell in the shadows. These priests were hovering over him and taking the spirits energetic semen, and their response when told to give it back was one of anger. This cloaked entity began to point fingers at Steven, gesturing that he must not be foolish, but rather allow them to take his semen. When they were told to fuck off and leave the semen behind, this priest began pointing fingers towards Stevens’ wife, implying that they will turn on her if he doesn’t allow them to do what they want. To highlight their intention, these two dragon forms shot forth from the priests’ side, and moved towards Stevens’ wife. By this time, Steven was the hell in upset with what transpired over the course of the night. Why was everything always covert? Why do these really silly fuckers have to always play cloak and dagger? As if there was a glass window between our dimension and theirs, Steven tapped on this “glass” and called forth the Demiurge. We asked her why she did not just ask if we wanted to be part of an insemination process. We told her that we love everything, including her, because on the contrary, she needed love the most. It can only be assumed that what transpired in the night was the Demiurges attempt to link her species with the light energy of the spirit, and if I say light energy of the spirit, then I mean our inherent connection with Infinite Love. Why would this be done? I don’t have an answer, but others do. I read an article written by V. Susan Ferguson on the Waking Times internet site. The heading of the article was: “Researcher links AI [Artificial Intelligence], Geoengineering, Smart Dust and Morgellons to ET’s [Extra Terrestrials or Aliens.]” The researcher in question was Harald Kautz-Vella. In the article Harald Kautz-Vella says, “Most of the people in the world are wrong when they think that AI is something that we [meaning humans on earth] have developed. True to some extent. But there is a second type of AI that is much older and not of terrestrial origin that we are facing. Hard to prove, but it looks like the AI we are working on is seeded by these original extraterrestrial AI.” Harald Kautz-Vella says that by extracting light from our DNA, Morgellon’s [disease] lowers the scalar potential of the DNA. “They are flattening us down, lowering ‘our vibration’, extracting energy. Sucking out what one could call the life force. …This could be one aspect of the aluminum-connection to Alzheimer and dementia. …This is beyond any known concept of mind control.” Harald Kautz-Vella “wants the intelligence community to know they have been fooled. They believe they are controlling this, but they are not. Apparently the deceased man [a whistleblower who linked smart dust to alien technology] was suffering because of the misuse of this technology and is very concerned, admitting that the ETs had lied to them. This is exactly what I have felt and known for around 30 years now. The technology that the ETs gave our governments is a Trojan Horse designed to invade, infest, poison, and conquer our planet.” This is Harald Kautz-Vellas solution to the dire predicament that humanity faces, and I could not have said it better: “The information is out there, but it’s just fucking information doesn’t change a thing. What does change things is in Spirit. The only thing left for me [Harald] to do is take on the quality of change that is possible for me. Our egos are part of the Matrix system. Our egos are the thing that is keeping up the separation. It is keeping us from feeling the pain we cause. The core problem now is to dissemble our [small-identity] selves. Every single person on the planet will have to do this alone, it is nothing to be lectured about. It is something that needs to be done! Every single person needs to do this out of his own Will, out of his own power, from the Being side, not from the ego side. The first step is to get ourselves back into empathy and seeing what we have caused. Become what we were before… You have to rescue yourself!” How we rescue ourselves is twofold; firstly by seeing the game in which we are being played, and secondly by knowing the power that we emit from our heart energy space, and then manifesting this power in our everyday lives. When Steven was talking to the Demiurge last night, the clear message that he had for himself was to never make a pact with the Devil, be it the World Bank, the International Monetary Fund or the Demiurge herself. They all lack compassion and empathy for life. Any agreement or pact is certain misery and suffering for you and your loved ones. The Love of Stevens spirit loves the Demiurge and wants to help her and her kin, but let us be realistic and ask if she wants to help us. We don’t need or want her help, as we are Everything, yet her intention is deceit, lies and chaos for those that come with a hand stretched out to help. It always comes down to our role as Kwinn, where we want to help no matter what. We must know now that Love without understanding does not have a favorable outcome. Those who work from the shadows have ridden on our backs feeding off us for too long, and now is the time to say no more! Stevens’s awareness of how he was played last night prevented him from once again becoming a father – this time around to an entity in another dimension. The spirit of Steven was targeted to copulate with an entity from the Demiurges plane of existence, and remember that from the spirit, the manifestation is made into the “solid” or physical form. It is our belief that last night’s process of fertilization was to produce an offspring that is half alien spirit, and the other half is Human spirit. When this form is born, it will be energetically attached to its mother and father. This form would then suck out the life force of the Human spirit, thereby making itself and its mother omnipotent. As the mother is attached to the Demiurge, the “queen bee” would be in a position of having limitless power at her disposal. The days of living off the energy of our misery would be over; she would have her own power supply to Infinite Love, albeit through her offspring. How clever you are lovely lady! How clever you are.
  3. Now my astral form is no longer a player of the Game – it is within the walls of the Game. This is the place where insanity is seen as the norm. Now we are no longer preyed upon – we merely find ourselves amongst dummies that cannot see they are dummies, and as always, we be kindness to all. One day here is enough. You touch this state with kindness – not because they need it, but because this is who and what you are. Who needs what is not for us to say, so merely be within the presence of the machine. You leave your imprint of kindness for all to see so that others may see this kindness and remember who they are. Now we understand within what we have existed. Now we know what we are and where we have been. We know this is not us, and it is not where we belong. The spirit of the animals have felt the awakening and union with the strand of the Creator within them, but I have not done so. You go within the silence/stillness of the heart energy field, and now you let go to go beyond the illusionary machine. The only place left to go is to the strand of the Creator within. These are the unchartered waters that we have forgotten about. Your guess is as good as mine as to what happens next.
  4. went to visit my 90 year old mother this morning. what Hitler wrote about the mother touched me deeply, as it is sad to see someone you love fade away and no longer remember. reading Mike Kings books i understood that everything is one big lie. covid is one of many. this is the nature of reality - that we have all been had for thousands of years. big time!
  5. https://www.realhistorychan.com/the-mother.html
  6. Trust me when I say that we have been through more than what we can handle. The heart energy field is the power-house of us the biological computer. This area has been damaged in more than one way as we tried to find our way through Hell. My advice is to interface with the digital, holographic illusion, where you go on a one-on-one to heal your damaged heart field. As healers and practitioners there is only so much we can do within the illusion. The next step in healing, as we walk Home, is to interface ourselves with the Game itself, namely the digital, holographic illusion. Put another way: plug yourself into the “machine” so that it may heal/transform you. The currency of the transaction between you and the machine is kindness, where you learn from and assist each other on your path Homeward bound. As was said, first clean up shop – allow the illusion to heal your damaged heart energy field. As I am writing these words, I feel my literal heart having this irregular sensation. What I feel is the healing to the heart energy field of the biological computer called Steven, and all its related components i.e. the astral, the Serpent soul etc. You may not feel your damaged heart field and how it is being healed by the digital, holographic illusion/machine, but trust me, it happens when you go into the silence and connect to it. Remember to always show you kindness to the hologram whenever you interact with it during the silence. In other words, be yourself. This is your payment for what you received, but it does not stop there. Always be what you are – be kind. Always keep your side clean.
  7. To find your peace within this illusionary game called Life on planet Earth, you need to understand you are playing in a simulation game. But this understanding is not enough. You need to understand that beyond this game is the real world. Understand that we are just passing through and playing here. Please don’t want to stay here add-infinity and make this simulation your playground, as we gain nothing out of this game. Outside the game is the Everything where we have everything. This is the first point: we are in a game, but this game is not important, as this game is played on a speck of sand. That one speck of sand can represent the frequency/existence of Hell, and all the other grains of sand within all the beaches of Hell can represent the Everything of the Infinite. This is how small and insignificant our game is compared to where we belong. The second point is to make the game our own. How this is done, is knowing what we are within the big picture. What we are, is the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness around which we the biological computer has been built. The expression of what we are is kindness. By knowing what and where we are, and where we truly belong, our kindness becomes the currency of this digital, holographic game. The Game is open to encompass the Infinite, but there are many entrapped within the Game, so we use a barter system. You show the digital world what you are – your strand/kindness – and as this is what the System has forgotten, you uplift the System in the moment, and in exchange for what you have given, the System gives you what will make you happy within the illusion. This is a win-win situation for those within the Game, as it gets them closer to the real Home where we all belong – the Everything. As the Infinite is made up of fields of Infinite Love, surely kindness is the ticket there. As an example, for over three years now we have been battling to sell our beautiful property. There is a blockage in the System, where we need to move on to our new home where we will be most happy. I acknowledge this blockage, and in doing so, I approach the digital, holographic system of the illusion by entering the silence/stillness of the heart energy field. Within this space my case is presented, and as I said, the currency to a successful exchange is me showing the hologram my good heart. In doing so, I show the System something it never knew – now it can be easier dismantled and return Home, and the System presents me with the sale of the property so that I may move on and be happy within the illusion. You want that job? Go into the silence of the heart energy field and connect with the waveform/frequency of the company within the digital, holographic illusion. Remember, now your world within the illusion is not built on greed and jealousy, but rather kindness. This is your Great Reset, as now you are playing on your terms with an illusion that is more than willing to learn/understand so that it may dismantle and return Home. Show the company in the digital realm your kindness – what you are, and as there is always something you understand that we or the company does not, there is always a barter of understanding. You get the job, and if you don’t, a door is open to something even better, and the company on the digital spectrum moves further Home. A win-win for all. This is how we find peace within the illusion while we walk Home. Battling to understand your spouse or child? Go into the stillness of the heart energy field and connect with the digital, holographic illusion. In this space imagine the person to whom you are battling to connect with. The illusionary, holographic, digital realm sees the blockage between you and them, and as its base foundation is now kindness, the hologram removes the blockage for you through its kindness. Your currency; your give-and-receive, is by showing the holographic System your good heart as thanks for what it has done for you and your loved one. Those that don’t want to play in this new game within the illusion can stay in the old ways, where darkness fills the lands and takes all over. To each their own, as my best friend once told me. Have fun playing in the Game, and always remember it is just a game. For a game to be fun, there has to be others to play with, and this sharing kindness uplifts others as well as yourself as we walk Home.
  8. We are locked into a system, and how the process works is that we interact with the simulation – the illusion. To survive in this illusionary frequency we need to play in the Game, and please understand that this is what we were manufactured to do – to be a player in an illusionary game. Over the last few years I have done everything I can to unplug us from this Game, but nothing will work until we stop reacting to the stimulus/thoughts within our heads, as well as the chaos around us that circumvents the planet and touches the other frequencies/worlds within Hell. Put simply: the cosmic geneticists done a good job to keep us locked into the System, all the while emitting maximum disharmonious energy. I have always maintained that there must be an easy way out of Hell, as what we truly are is natural, compared to this unnatural disharmonious state we find ourselves in. Was I over-optimistic and ignorant in saying this, or did I underestimate how fucked up we all are? I am not knocking my species, as I think I am beyond the disappointment. Maybe I am just disheartened because maybe we don’t try hard enough to stand together and do what is best for all. To be kind and considerate will go a long way to transforming this frequency, and I suppose it starts with me and you. To wait for others to follow suit will keep me here for a long time, and why this is so is the one thing I will never truly understand. So I need a way to stop reacting to my thoughts, and hopefully this will elevate one above the chaos. Over the last few days when I enter the silence I see these masses of Black energy shifting away from each other. This is the shift from the simulation Game. Last night when there was a thought in my head, I was separate from the thought – I did not react to it and thus did not make it my own. What gets my balls in a knot, is will there ever be Divine intervention – will there ever be a helping hand? How insignificant we are to the Infinite, and is it that we have to first know ourselves and where we are before we understand that we don’t like it here, nor do we belong here. Is this realization needed before we receive the helping hand? Was this the effortless, easy way out of Hell that I always knew to be – where we are picked up and carried Home by the Infinite? How easy it would be for the Infinite to awaken the Dragon and Serpent spirits, as well as to bail Sophia and Semiramis out of this mess. In the moment it is done, but as I said, do we first have to see where we are before we know where we want to go? The answer to this dilemma is that many like it here. These cruel fuckers from the shadows that were once also the innocent enjoy implanting dreams within us or possessing us. But this too does not make sense, as when is enough enough? How long can you carry on being nasty until you understand that destroying others, and inadvertently yourself, is not fun? Since August, 2020 I have been posting on the forum on David Ickes website. What I have encountered within this forum on one of the world’s leading “I know what is happening out there” experts is scary stuff. There is an evil there that I have not even seen within the shadows. (This is not true. The Pharaoh’s had/have a worm entity that is so powerful it has to be kept confined, otherwise it destroyed all.) I wonder how this evil came to be around such a wonderful man. This is the reality of Life in Hell – that evil is everywhere. The point to make, is what will happen when Divine intervention shows its helping hand? Will it be chopped off, or will it be embraced? For me, it’s the former. How many are so busy being nasty or trying to figure out who they are that they will not see what is staring them in the face? And let’s not forget about Steven. He is so engulfed with the reality of what is out there, could he comprehend a Life where people are just people – where they are just kind because this is who and what they are? Of course, there are many like this, but the ones that are bad are really bad – and in truth, unnecessary. These bullies take over because the kind do not have it in them to fight – they will not lower themselves to the level of these scum. Will Divine intervention ever come? Will Steven ever see beings of Love in his sleep state? Has Divine intervention come over the last few thousands of years so that all those within Hell may return Home? I have always said that if I had to wait for Divine help, then I am going to wait a long time. I have to get off my arse and do what has not been done in the past – I need to see the unseen so I may understand this Game of Life. I promise you, I understand enough. I promise you, I have done my part to help all – the good, the bad, and the ugly. I promise you, I will embrace Divine intervention when it shows itself. So what else is there for Steven to do? For me, Divine intervention has come through the spirit of the animals and what they taught us. Currently the spirit of the black panther is with us, and what this spirit does is help us reclaim our true power, which for me is the awakening of the strand of the Creator within us. Sounds wonderful stuff, but while we are within the illusion we need help. That others are being slaughtered, shamed and abused is not allowed – regardless of the fact that we are in an illusion, and what we are experiencing is an illusion. Fair enough, the chair I am sitting on is not real, but as long as I am still within the illusion the Divine can help us. This journal has always worked on true fronts: one, where we are happy and content within the illusion, and the other is that while we are here within the illusion our path is being opened to return Home to the Infinite where all belong. When will the words stop and the living start? Yes, yes, yes, I am being most unthankful. Divine intervention has come through what the animals taught us, and for this I am thankful. Surely we have enough of the ingredients to start cooking – to start living as we should, where is no such thing as Disharmony. What do I still need to do and say before I see Divine beings in my sleep and awakened state? I will stop pushing and ploughing. I will stop to smell the roses. Maybe we passed the finish line a long time ago. Maybe we never sat back to see what Life offered us. When is enough searching enough my friends? When do we stand back and see what the Divine has to offer? I would say now.
  9. To rise above this Game, we need to know the Game. On the one side, there is hatred, anger, cruelty, jealousy etc. – all those states we can cluster together and define as ignorance. Ignorance, because if you know that whatever you do comes back to you, you will treat others, and ultimately yourself, kinder. On the other side is love. This puts a smile on our face and makes our hearts feel warm. It elevates us above the mediocre, as we are filled with this wonderful energy that puts a skip in our step. Both states, ignorance and love, are part and parcel of the Game. The love that I have for my children and the animals is immense, but this means nothing – on the contrary, this love keeps me within the Game. Our good hearts make this world a better place for all to live in, and if everyone was kind, I would gladly take this adoptive frequency/world as my home, but something would eventually give, as we are all living on borrowed time, as this is not where we belong. We cannot go between these state and be indifferent to all. We need to understand that there is something bigger than us, and what this is, is not love as we would know it. What this state is I do not know, but I will find it and make it my own. 10:27 on 9th April, 2021. What if we saw this horror story called Life for what it really is, which is an illusionary state? Would we then not be in the Game, but in the state we naturally should be? Mystics will tell us there is no heartache and suffering, and we will know that this is nonsense. But from what angle are you seeing the picture – do we see the story as an illusion, or do we understand there is something beyond the illusion? Will live in an illusionary realm, so the mystics are correct, as if you take away the illusion and the heartache and sorrow that plays out therein, you will understand that there is only Oneness, and in this state there is no sorrow. Surely then, the answer must be to see this realm called Hell for what it really is, which is an illusion. When we understand that what we are seeing is not real – it is only a trap to draw us in so that we may play therein, then surely we become detached from these states of love and ignorance, and we are just what we are? Now the question is this: Are you brave enough to let go of everything you have ever known? Are you brave enough to depart the illusion and step into a state that the strand within has forgotten? If your answer is yes, then ask the strand within to remember what it has forgotten so that it may be what it is, and from there, you the biological computer and all those within and without you – you all hold on tight and enjoy the ride. I choose to let go of the illusion. If I lived in a castle and had unlimited wealth, I would still choose to be free of the illusion, because my castle is a castle in the sky – it is not real; it is an illusion. I am not afraid of dying – in the literal or figurative sense, as I know we are all the living dead. We are tossed in a sea of Chaos, hoping to find our footing as Life plays with us. For me, this is not fun. I can wash ashore and build my castle, but what then? When is everything enough? What would you define as “peace?” How can you be at peace when the innocent are being destroyed to the point where they become the insane and cross over to become cruel Beasts? What fun is there in your existence; your illusion, as the innocent experience indescribable cruelty? We honestly don’t know, as either we are the ones being cruel, or we are the ones battling to stay alive as the madness/insanity unfolds around us every second of every day. We hold on to what we are, which is this love, as this is the right thing to do, as we would like others to treat us as we treat them. How brave and courageous we are. They built us well. But this love within us is to counter the madness so that the Game may be kept in equilibrium. This love was built into our forms. Years back when I began to see the unseen, I came to view these pathetic creatures as most unsavory. Then one night as I woke up to see who had just implanted the dream/story, I saw this young boy taking of my energy and eating from it. Then he took a handful of my energy and fed it to his pet lizard. I saw the love in that child’s eyes for his pet lizard, and in that moment I understood that those from the shadows love, just as we do. Our love is all the same – it is a manufactured state, and boy – at the best of times it can hurt like hell. The love that I talk about that is bigger than all of us, this is the manufactured love experienced at a higher altitude – it is felt on a less dense plane within Hell, and thus feels glorious and euphoric. But once again, we are merely within the Game – just on a different level. Let’s see what happens when me and those within and without me just let go of the illusion so that what the strand forgot may come to the fore and engulf the strand, and ultimately us. 11:25 9/04/2021. Around the strand they built us. Around the essence of the Creator they built a flaw. Anything we said or done, either intentional or unintentional, we were merciless towards ourselves. Put another way: anything off centre and we shamed ourselves, as now we had shamed others. We cursed ourselves, promising ourselves we will stay put until we can one day make amends to the infractions we inflicted upon others. Well guess what: this “I hate myself and am so confused” is part of our manufactured package. The cosmic geneticists knew that building a form in an unnatural state called Hell and placing this component with the strand of Oneness would be a disaster for the manufactured model, as it could never keep up with the natural as it existed within the unnatural. This shaming and guilt and curse nonsense is removed from our forms so that we may be free of the prison we created for ourselves. We are wiser to the trap the cosmic geneticists made us fall into so that a never ending cycle of birth and death may follow the astral form, as well as the Serpent soul. So what did the strand within forget – what did ultimately all of us forget? To find the answer to that, I step aside in my entirety to allow the Husky dog called Rocky to inform us. It cannot be described. At the throat area begins a flow of energy from the strand. It merely is. The strand forgot nothing. It was us who forgot that we are this strand, and thus never allowed it to shine. Maybe it did always shine – maybe we just never looked, as we were infatuated with the illusion. Maybe we had to let go of the illusion and our self-limitations to look past our noses as to what we are. We are the strand of the Creator. This is what it is. Now let it be. Thank you my friend. Thanks Rocky. 12:11 9/04/2021 To be one with the Infinite, one has to be the Infinite. This is where the strand of Inherent Goodness/Godness comes in, as this is what you are. By you remembering what you are, you start to become infused with the fields of Infinite Love. 15:24 9/04/2021
  10. (Apologies. here is the full text i wanted to post. may it be my last.) From the very start it was understood that there can never be a “them versus us.” In the Oneness within the fields of Infinite Love we are all just what we are, which is Love. Now do you understand how low we have fallen – where we hate and kill, just because we can. For those of my clients that are interested, I teach them everything I know. When I talk to them I can feel the wall of separation between me and them. This wall is built through the jealousy that this person to whom I am teaching everything I know has for me. This wall of Jealousy blocks them and keeps them cruel and primitive. Now do you understand how low we have fallen? This morning I woke up early, so I lay in bed and went into the stillness of the Blackness that makes up the space I call Love. Into this space I brought the dogs that I worked on yesterday to see how they were keeping. Then I brought another dog friend in, and so it went that all were brought into this space of Love, including those from the shadows who lie and kill and suppress to keep their pathetic, wasteful existence alive. All were within this space called Love – that something that is bigger than all of us. In my world there is no division and separation. When you make gnocchi you place the potato dumplings into a pot of hot water. When the dumplings are right, they rise to the surface and you scoop them out the pot. When we are ready to return Home, we will rise and begin the journey. Keep your house clean; keep your life clean; do your part to be kind, and then go Home if you choose. You walk in Love, in this dimension and others, and as you are rising, those at the bottom of the pot cannot touch you. This makes Life easier – much easier. We must all be cursed to have been dumped into such a cruel existence. Maybe this curse is part and parcel of our branding. Regardless, our curse is broken now. So be it. Take care, and all the best. 4/8/2021
  11. This morning I woke up early, so I lay in bed and went into the stillness of the Blackness that makes up the space I call Love. Into this space I brought the dogs that I worked on yesterday to see how they were keeping. Then I brought another dog friend in, and so it went that all were brought into this space of Love, including those from the shadows who lie and kill and suppress to keep their pathetic, wasteful existence alive. All were within this space called Love – that something that is bigger than all of us. In my world there is no division and separation. When you make gnocchi you place the potato dumplings into a pot of hot water. When the dumplings are right, they rise to the surface and you scoop them out the pot. When we are ready to return Home, we will rise and begin the journey. Keep your house clean; keep your life clean; do your part to be kind, and then go Home if you choose. You walk in Love, in this dimension and others, and as you are rising, those at the bottom of the pot cannot touch you. This makes Life easier – much easier. We must all be cursed to have been dumped into such a cruel existence. Maybe this curse is part and parcel of our branding. Regardless, our curse is broken now. So be it. Take care, and all the best. 4/8/2021
  12. You fly too close to the sun and you get burnt. You are too close to the unseen, and what affects them affects you. When the Dragon and Serpent spirits became strongly influenced by the parasitic frequency of Deception within, they needed justification for their new state of “I will take – because it is mine!” So they saw what they wanted to see. They never saw the truth. They never saw what was staring them in the face. They never saw what they were becoming – which was bloody fucking fools. Understand that we see what we want to see, and we hear what we want to hear. Anything off centre and it rocks the boat, forcing us to have to look at ourselves. We become cowards, pointing fingers and blaming others – we do anything that will take the focus of attention away from us, because deep down we know that something is wrong with us, and being the cowards that we have become, we refuse to clean up shop and get our lives back in order. And all we do is delay the inevitable. We live a cowardly, foolish life always side-stepping opportunities to get to know ourselves. Shame, we become babies, where we become dependent on a good fight to lift our spirits and give meaning to our existence. What the babies don’t understand is that Love is bigger than them and their game of being nasty. At any moment they can turn around and say “I now choose to be kind,” and in that moment the baby is no more. My advice is grow up now – don’t let Life show you how, because that is normally ugly. You don’t want to be pulled through the mud so that you can learn to see the sunshine. We need to once again listen to our good hearts, and from there we need to express our good hearts. The favorite saying of my twelve year old daughter is: “In a world where you can be anything, be kind.” Shame on you and me. Why is it so difficult for us to be kind? Shame on the children of Semiramis and Sophia. Shame on the Beasts from the shadows, and those cruel beasts I am ashamed to call my fellow species. We have all shamed ourselves. Been there, done that – got the T-shirt. Now let’s move on. Now the fuzziness within my daughters eyes will disappear. Now the Dragon and Serpent children will see what is there, and from there they will move on, as Love is bigger than all this mess. By saying sorry to ourselves we forgive ourselves and we move on. This shift has to happen sooner or later, so let it happen now. And to those that are just good and kind because they can be, may the children of the Creator look to you for what they should be. Bless you all, and thank you for your kindness.
  13. hi Gareth i see another member of the forum locked/blocked/stopped one of my threads on the forums topic Nature of Reality. the thread was "Understanding how those from the shadows feed from us." is this allowed to be done? why would someone do that? the thread is from my journal that i share with the forum members. if what i say offends then please let me know and i will stop posting on the forum. regards, Steven
  14. The gait on the right hind leg of our dog Benji is better, but it is not right. My wife has had intermittent ear pain for the last week or so, and the pain is so bad it goes into her jaw and teeth where it feels like she has toothache. I have done my best to help both of them, but what I have done is not enough – there is something I am missing, and for the life of me I did not know what it was. Over the last month of so there is a mouse that has taken up shelter somewhere within our lounge. What I found strange, was that the mouse would run across the carpet towards the couch I am sitting on, and then hide somewhere under the couches. This run-for-it was done while cats and dogs were sprawling out on the carpet. It happened again last night, and I understood there was something this mouse wanted to tell me. I am a big fan of Ted Andrews and his one book Animal Speak. Therein lies the message/medicine of the animals and what they can teach us. I looked up “mouse,” and from there I was veered to the medicine of the Weasel. According to Ted, “in the Native American tradition, the weasel has the medicine for seeking out secrets.” It was then that I understood that I needed the help of the weasel to understand what I am missing. I went into the Blackness of the silence/stillness, where there was nothing but this state. From there I released the frequency of the weasel to seek out the secret as to what was I missing – why could I not fully help my wife and our dog? After about a minute or two the Weasel got the answer, and how it was conveyed to me was through the following: As I was in the silence my body suddenly became filled with this Disharmonious heat. I needed to find the source of the heat – where it was localized; where the primary problem was – and after a short while this heat hovered within the right ear. At first I thought there was a blockage there, but I soon understood that the right ear was the area where our body forms were infiltrated by this Disharmonious heat/frequency. There was no blockage at the right ear – there was a breach there. That I have little faith in my fellow species to stand up and get out of this mess we all find ourselves in is irrelevant. What matters is that we all need help. The Dragon and Serpent children of Sophia and Semiramis are in suspended slumber. What was the cause of this – why did they fall? The simple answer is that they did not listen – specifically to their conscience/good hearts, as well as from those that knew better. The less they listened the more they became infused with Disharmony, until this state took them over and consumed them to the point where they no longer knew themselves and drifted into slumber. No doubt efforts have been made to awaken these sleeping Giants, but unless one understands the cause of a problem and where the primary location of the problem is, all you do is knock out fires as you go round and round hitting the secondary problems, rather than the primary. The other day I saw a dog for the third time, which is unheard of for Steven. It took three sessions to understand that its nervous system was hyper-excitable due to the dogs allergic reaction to the microchip within it. The nerves were in overdrive which was causing a hyper-reaction in the muscles, which were pulling on the vertebrae causing misalignment in them, but the main complaint was the itch on the dog that resulted on it being on cortisone for over a year that literally “fried” the dogs brain. In understanding the cause of the problem (the bodies allergic reaction to the invasive/disharmonious frequency of the microchip) the dog came right in the moment by also understanding where the primary problem was (the nervous system, as well as the first neck vertebrae’s misalignment.) My wife saw those from the shadows before me. Every now and then she would wake up from her sleep state is an absolute frenzy telling me there was a snake or spider above her. She stopped seeing the unseen as she could not handle it. Was her right ear pain indicative of something bigger than her that was suspended in slumber? When I see dogs that have a hind leg gait problem, nine out of ten times the primary problem was in the neck region. The locked up state of the neck affects the gait behind, so we look to the back legs and miss the primary problem in the neck. Misalignment in the jaw affects the first vertebrae which affects the whole body. Was Benji’s problem in the jaw/ear and I was looking at the hind leg to find the answer? Wow man, I honestly don’t know. What I do know is that an onion has more than one layer. Peel away the one layer and you go deeper to find the next one. What I am trying to say is that it is a bugger when you know nothing, and this has been my frustration over the last seven years in writing this journal: When will we know enough to be able to stand on our feet on a platform from where we may begin to walk out of Hell? Steven needs help, but it is not just about Steven. It is about you and all those from the many worlds within Hell, and it is about the Dragon and Serpent children of Semiramis and Sophia. We are all in the shit – knee deep and sinking fast. I cannot only help myself – all need to be helped, and maybe this is why this journal is a never-ending story. I will persevere; I will carry on, simply because I am in a place where I don’t belong. I feel like a fish out of water here, and this is because I am – this is not my Home, and I will carry on walking until I get there. One thing is for certain: the dummy Serpent and Dragon spirits, and all of us on the etheric level have our hearing restored. Now we can listen to those that know better. For the life of us, may we do so – may we listen.
  15. Yesterday evening before I went to sleep I done something that I have not done before – I reflected on the journal. Put another away: I wanted to cash in on my chips; I needed to understand what impact this journal has had on the frequency of Life within Hell. There has never been time to reflect as I have pushed to complete this journal, no matter what. I remember times being curled up in a fetal position from sheer exhaustion on a physical, mental and emotional level, saying to myself that I cannot carry on. At the beginning of last year I was a dead man walking. My doctor told me that there was nothing more he could do for me, and when I confirmed with him that I was dying, he said this to be true. You get hit hard enough and long enough and eventually you fall. I saw and smelt those from the shadows, and I felt their warm poison as it coursed through my forms. My forms became immune to their poison, so I lived to see another day. Reflecting on what has happened since the 3rd February, 2014 when this journal began is a shift within the journal. From that date till now I can be classified as a Loser – that’s with a capital L. I have done nothing but write and look after children, and if I had to be true to myself, this journal has been in the making my whole life. Something within me knew that getting a career to make money would not be enough one day to make me happy. I needed to understand the insanity of Life so that there may be another option to the only one we have ever had, and that was survival. I needed to find a way out of this mess to an existence where there is peace and Love. From here on, I no longer see those from the shadows to understand the cruelty of Life – now we reflect on what this journal has brought to the unseen. I cannot transform you, and you cannot transform me – only the unseen can do that. From the very beginning of this journal I understood that whatever was written , it was for the unseen beings of Love that have become trapped within this awful place, as well as for the Beasts of Hell so that they may reflect on what they have come to believe as normal – where you exist at the expense of others. So last night I closed my eyes to understand what has this journal brought to the unseen. At first I saw nothing – I just smelt the frequency of the Serpent that makes up the essence of Hell. Then I saw a horse walking towards me. In 2002 I remember waking up one night to the presence of a horse that was merely looking at me. At that stage of my life I was heavily involved in treating horses, so I thought nothing of this vision. My enthusiasm to help the horse was short-lived as I became broken as I witnessed my fellow species break this majestic animal. Years of morbid depression set in as I wanted to help and could help the horse, but I did not have the balls to face the cruelty that these angelic animals endure. The horse I saw last night was the one I saw in 2002. One of the enigmas of this journal is who is the author. It is not Steven, as I do not have the insight. Semiramis and the Serpent soul within were other possible candidates, but maybe I should have looked to the title (What the Animals Taught me) to understand that the animals, most notably the horse, are the authors of this journal. I just write the words – I am not the source. I gave myself the cut-off point of this journal when I start to see beings of Love in my sleep state, as well as when my kundalini energy is released. There are those whose kundalini has been released, but do these people know that there is a Serpent soul that resides within them and is one with them? This is your best friend that you never knew existed. I have seen many strange looking creatures that feed off of our energy while we sleep, and I have seen many assassins that come with their preferred method/weapon to destroy, and I have also seen monsters that are what they are – just monsters, but every life-form that crossed over to become a Beast came with its serpent pet. These snakes are one with the entity, be this entity Human in nature or from another world. This serpent pet is the Serpent soul that resided within this entity. The Serpent soul within you loves you more than anything, but like you, it knew of no way out of Hell so it got on surviving. To the entities that cross over to become Beasts, this Serpent soul is then revealed, and the two become inseparable – just as this has always been the case, without you being aware of this. So the release of my kudalini would be backed by the understanding of what is within, as well as what happened before the beginning of time – to Sophia, Semiramis, and their children. The true release of the kundalini is the awakening of the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness within you the biological computer, as well as your astral form and the Serpent and Dragon souls that have been a part of your existence for a long, long time. The whole package gets awakened, not just you. For fucks sakes – may I have seen and done enough to transform the unseen. The answer to this will be known in what the horse shows us.
  16. Yesterday evening before I went to sleep I done something that I have not done before – I reflected on the journal. Put another away: I wanted to cash in on my chips; I needed to understand what impact this journal has had on the frequency of Life within Hell. There has never been time to reflect as I have pushed to complete this journal, no matter what. I remember times being curled up in a fetal position from sheer exhaustion on a physical, mental and emotional level, saying to myself that I cannot carry on. At the beginning of last year I was a dead man walking. My doctor told me that there was nothing more he could do for me, and when I confirmed with him that I was dying, he said this to be true. You get hit hard enough and long enough and eventually you fall. I saw and smelt those from the shadows, and I felt their warm poison as it coursed through my forms. My forms became immune to their poison, so I lived to see another day. Reflecting on what has happened since the 3rd February, 2014 when this journal began is a shift within the journal. From that date till now I can be classified as a Loser – that’s with a capital L. I have done nothing but write and look after children, and if I had to be true to myself, this journal has been in the making my whole life. Something within me knew that getting a career to make money would not be enough one day to make me happy. I needed to understand the insanity of Life so that there may be another option to the only one we have ever had, and that was survival. I needed to find a way out of this mess to an existence where there is peace and Love. From here on, I no longer see those from the shadows to understand the cruelty of Life – now we reflect on what this journal has brought to the unseen. I cannot transform you, and you cannot transform me – only the unseen can do that. From the very beginning of this journal I understood that whatever was written , it was for the unseen beings of Love that have become trapped within this awful place, as well as for the Beasts of Hell so that they may reflect on what they have come to believe as normal – where you exist at the expense of others. So last night I closed my eyes to understand what has this journal brought to the unseen. At first I saw nothing – I just smelt the frequency of the Serpent that makes up the essence of Hell. Then I saw a horse walking towards me. In 2002 I remember waking up one night to the presence of a horse that was merely looking at me. At that stage of my life I was heavily involved in treating horses, so I thought nothing of this vision. My enthusiasm to help the horse was short-lived as I became broken as I witnessed my fellow species break this majestic animal. Years of morbid depression set in as I wanted to help and could help the horse, but I did not have the balls to face the cruelty that these angelic animals endure. The horse I saw last night was the one I saw in 2002. One of the enigmas of this journal is who is the author. It is not Steven, as I do not have the insight. Semiramis and the Serpent soul within were other possible candidates, but maybe I should have looked to the title (What the Animals Taught me) to understand that the animals, most notably the horse, are the authors of this journal. I just write the words – I am not the source. I gave myself the cut-off point of this journal when I start to see beings of Love in my sleep state, as well as when my kundalini energy is released. There are those whose kundalini has been released, but do these people know that there is a Serpent soul that resides within them and is one with them? This is your best friend that you never knew existed. I have seen many strange looking creatures that feed off of our energy while we sleep, and I have seen many assassins that come with their preferred method/weapon to destroy, and I have also seen monsters that are what they are – just monsters, but every life-form that crossed over to become a Beast came with its serpent pet. These snakes are one with the entity, be this entity Human in nature or from another world. This serpent pet is the Serpent soul that resided within this entity. The Serpent soul within you loves you more than anything, but like you, it knew of no way out of Hell so it got on surviving. To the entities that cross over to become Beasts, this Serpent soul is then revealed, and the two become inseparable – just as this has always been the case, without you being aware of this. So the release of my kudalini would be backed by the understanding of what is within, as well as what happened before the beginning of time – to Sophia, Semiramis, and their children. The true release of the kundalini is the awakening of the strand of Inherent Godness/Goodness within you the biological computer, as well as your astral form and the Serpent and Dragon souls that have been a part of your existence for a long, long time. The whole package gets awakened, not just you. For fucks sakes – may I have seen and done enough to transform the unseen. The answer to this will be known in what the horse shows us.
  17. I would say that within all of us is an acceptance of self-destruction. That is why so few stand up and “fight” – where we say no to our dominance by nasty, cruel, weak and pathetic bullies. We hope that things will pan out for the better for us, so what we do for the betterment of our lives and those we love is minimal. I am not knocking the species within Hell, as we are all doing our best, but understand that there comes a time when our best is not enough. When I was touched by the cruelty of Life over seven years ago, as are countless others touched by this cruelty every second of every day, something within me said to myself that I am going nowhere until I understand why Life/people are so cruel. I stopped accepting that Life can do with me as it pleases. If I look back on that time period, if I did not stand up and resist the cruelty of Life, it would have gotten the better of me, and on the physical and astral level I would have fallen and never recovered – I would have thrown in the towel and given in to the cruelty of Life. If we cannot help ourselves, then how can we help those we Love? – We cannot. I would never have crossed over and become a Beast from the shadows that feed off the innocent. I would have not passed Go and gone directly to the Nothingness of the Forgotten, where Life and Steven forget themselves. You become no more – you drift in a space that is reserved for those than forget the Love within them. This forgetfulness is either intentional or unintentional. Mine would have been intentional. I am not one for holding up posters and attending rallies. My days of telling adults to behave; to consider those around them is no more, as I am tired of playing policeman to my fellow species. My resistance to the System of Life is being what I am meant to be – this strand of the Creator within all of us. When you are what you are, there is no need to do or say anything, as your presence ripples through all within and around you, and the System of Life scurries into the hole where it belongs. In these dungeons the seen and unseen Beasts play, away from the Love that you are. To be what you are, turf the acceptance of your self-destruction. This weight around your neck does not belong to you.
  18. I would say that within all of us is an acceptance of self-destruction. That is why so few stand up and “fight” – where we say no to our dominance by nasty, cruel, weak and pathetic bullies. We hope that things will pan out for the better for us, so what we do for the betterment of our lives and those we love is minimal. I am not knocking the species within Hell, as we are all doing our best, but understand that there comes a time when our best is not enough. When I was touched by the cruelty of Life over seven years ago, as are countless others touched by this cruelty every second of every day, something within me said to myself that I am going nowhere until I understand why Life/people are so cruel. I stopped accepting that Life can do with me as it pleases. If I look back on that time period, if I did not stand up and resist the cruelty of Life, it would have gotten the better of me, and on the physical and astral level I would have fallen and never recovered – I would have thrown in the towel and given in to the cruelty of Life. If we cannot help ourselves, then how can we help those we Love? – We cannot. I would never have crossed over and become a Beast from the shadows that feed off the innocent. I would have not passed Go and gone directly to the Nothingness of the Forgotten, where Life and Steven forget themselves. You become no more – you drift in a space that is reserved for those than forget the Love within them. This forgetfulness is either intentional or unintentional. Mine would have been intentional. I am not one for holding up posters and attending rallies. My days of telling adults to behave; to consider those around them is no more, as I am tired of playing policeman to my fellow species. My resistance to the System of Life is being what I am meant to be – this strand of the Creator within all of us. When you are what you are, there is no need to do or say anything, as your presence ripples through all within and around you, and the System of Life scurries into the hole where it belongs. In these dungeons the seen and unseen Beasts play, away from the Love that you are. To be what you are, turf the acceptance of your self-destruction. This weight around your neck does not belong to you.
  19. As long as there is a puncture in the hot-air balloon, it is fair to say that we are going nowhere slowly. Our miniature Doberman has been avoiding walking on his right hind leg whenever he can for some time now. When I went into his space, I initially felt this immense pain at the neck of the femoral bone. Healing was given, but he is still not right. When we encounter sudden shock, a surge of energy needs to be made available for our fight or flight response to the shock we have just encountered. This energy is sourced from our bone marrow. I have seen animals where I feel the gaps in their bone marrow, and these literal gaps within their energy field at the level of the bone marrow is from them resourcing the core of their energy to survive within Life. Sudden, or even anticipated fear is a huge consumer of this core energy at our bone marrow. Obviously I am missing something as Benji is still not right, so this morning while I was still within my sleep state, I went into his space to see what I was missing. What I saw, swimming within the energy field of his bone marrow, was what looked like a small snake with its mouth open. The mouth was open as it was feeding/regulating the core energy stored within our forms at the space we would call our bone marrow. These bone marrow feeders are the cause of the “punctures” within our systems/forms, where we cannot build up enough energy to gain momentum to go forwards – as in set ourselves free from Hell. The bone marrow feeders are there to secure equilibrium within our forms so that we remain attached to Life by the thread of a shoestring. You see, Steven wishes to be what he is meant to be according to his original birthright from the Source of Infinite Love. Please understand one thing: this state is a NATURAL state. Regardless of how we the biological computer has been manufactured, everything that the cosmic geneticists have done, has been done through unnatural/disharmonious means. We have been held down and kept down to make sure we do not rise up naturally, as this natural state of Love is who and what we are. What this journal has done is peel away the layers of what is holding us down, and how this has been done is by Steven seeing the unseen. Once a thief is exposed their power is no more. Once a shackle is seen it is understood that Love is bigger than this illusionary device that keeps us within their illusionary prison. How many times have I said that this journal is complete? How many times have I know that there is nothing more to know, and yet these Beasts still come in the night? As long as I see Beasts within my sleep state, we are still in Hell. There is something more we have to understand. May these bone marrow feeders be the last that I have had to see to set us free – free from these feeders, and from Life itself. May our energy now build up and gain momentum so that we may naturally rise to be our natural state of omnipotence. 09:49 on 3rd April, 2021.
  20. As long as there is a puncture in the hot-air balloon, it is fair to say that we are going nowhere slowly. Our miniature Doberman has been avoiding walking on his right hind leg whenever he can for some time now. When I went into his space, I initially felt this immense pain at the neck of the femoral bone. Healing was given, but he is still not right. When we encounter sudden shock, a surge of energy needs to be made available for our fight or flight response to the shock we have just encountered. This energy is sourced from our bone marrow. I have seen animals where I feel the gaps in their bone marrow, and these literal gaps within their energy field at the level of the bone marrow is from them resourcing the core of their energy to survive within Life. Sudden, or even anticipated fear is a huge consumer of this core energy at our bone marrow. Obviously I am missing something as Benji is still not right, so this morning while I was still within my sleep state, I went into his space to see what I was missing. What I saw, swimming within the energy field of his bone marrow, was what looked like a small snake with its mouth open. The mouth was open as it was feeding/regulating the core energy stored within our forms at the space we would call our bone marrow. These bone marrow feeders are the cause of the “punctures” within our systems/forms, where we cannot build up enough energy to gain momentum to go forwards – as in set ourselves free from Hell. The bone marrow feeders are there to secure equilibrium within our forms so that we remain attached to Life by the thread of a shoestring. You see, Steven wishes to be what he is meant to be according to his original birthright from the Source of Infinite Love. Please understand one thing: this state is a NATURAL state. Regardless of how we the biological computer has been manufactured, everything that the cosmic geneticists have done, has been done through unnatural/disharmonious means. We have been held down and kept down to make sure we do not rise up naturally, as this natural state of Love is who and what we are. What this journal has done is peel away the layers of what is holding us down, and how this has been done is by Steven seeing the unseen. Once a thief is exposed their power is no more. Once a shackle is seen it is understood that Love is bigger than this illusionary device that keeps us within their illusionary prison. How many times have I said that this journal is complete? How many times have I know that there is nothing more to know, and yet these Beasts still come in the night? As long as I see Beasts within my sleep state, we are still in Hell. There is something more we have to understand. May these bone marrow feeders be the last that I have had to see to set us free – free from these feeders, and from Life itself. May our energy now build up and gain momentum so that we may naturally rise to be our natural state of omnipotence. 09:49 on 3rd April, 2021.
  21. At this stage of the journal we turn to the hardened, seasoned veteran we call our astral form. This is the realist – the “been there, done that” part of us that has been around the block a few times. To go out and meet fire with fire is not cruel or violent – it is the language that Life understands, and this seasoned veteran knows that. Ever since my indoctrination into the school system I have had this fear of failing the exams. The one fool-proof dream to implant within Steven is of him failing his exams. That’s Thanksgiving dinner for those who implanted the dream, as the story/tale/dream emitted maximum fear energy from me. Last night they implanted a fear-of-failing-exams dream. When it was over I turned on my back and said: “Now it is my turn!” I let go of everything so that the Love within may come to the fore and shine. I knew what I am, this strand, and I allowed it to be. Nothing happened. So I began to breathe with understanding, filling myself with the Love that is to remove any obstacles within. Nothing happened. And then I knew it was the astral form of Steven that was locked in the mode of “doing what I have always done.” There is no time to see the unseen – to see Beasts that control and feed off of us; that make our lives a misery. There is only time for what the astral would call Life – doing what needs to be done to be happy, and this happiness first and foremost involves survival. Let’s just say, without being unthankful and sounding nasty, that my astral form – I am sorry if I offend – but it has done a really shit job looking after Steven. I have always had a roof over my head. I have always had food to eat. I have always had clothes to wear and transport to get places, but I have never lived. I have existed, and it has been a pretty shitty one. Remember, the astral is following the herd – what all astral forms do and have done for thousands of years, if you want to bring the illusionary equation of time into the picture. And also remember, the astral has done its best. It never had a clue to the big picture, until it crosses over to become a Beast, but until then it got on with surviving, and for this we are thankful. But now we would like more. We would like to be what we are, which is the strand of Inherent Goodness/Godness within us, and for this to happen, the astral needs to do what Steven done just over seven years ago – the astral needs to let go of everything it thought it knew or believed in, and from there it needs to start over with a blank slate. Turn to the strand of the Creator at the throat area and allow this force to embrace you to the point where you are the strand, as this is the truth – you are the strand of the Creator, and what you are is Beautiful.
  22. At this stage of the journal we turn to the hardened, seasoned veteran we call our astral form. This is the realist – the “been there, done that” part of us that has been around the block a few times. To go out and meet fire with fire is not cruel or violent – it is the language that Life understands, and this seasoned veteran knows that. Ever since my indoctrination into the school system I have had this fear of failing the exams. The one fool-proof dream to implant within Steven is of him failing his exams. That’s Thanksgiving dinner for those who implanted the dream, as the story/tale/dream emitted maximum fear energy from me. Last night they implanted a fear-of-failing-exams dream. When it was over I turned on my back and said: “Now it is my turn!” I let go of everything so that the Love within may come to the fore and shine. I knew what I am, this strand, and I allowed it to be. Nothing happened. So I began to breathe with understanding, filling myself with the Love that is to remove any obstacles within. Nothing happened. And then I knew it was the astral form of Steven that was locked in the mode of “doing what I have always done.” There is no time to see the unseen – to see Beasts that control and feed off of us; that make our lives a misery. There is only time for what the astral would call Life – doing what needs to be done to be happy, and this happiness first and foremost involves survival. Let’s just say, without being unthankful and sounding nasty, that my astral form – I am sorry if I offend – but it has done a really shit job looking after Steven. I have always had a roof over my head. I have always had food to eat. I have always had clothes to wear and transport to get places, but I have never lived. I have existed, and it has been a pretty shitty one. Remember, the astral is following the herd – what all astral forms do and have done for thousands of years, if you want to bring the illusionary equation of time into the picture. And also remember, the astral has done its best. It never had a clue to the big picture, until it crosses over to become a Beast, but until then it got on with surviving, and for this we are thankful. But now we would like more. We would like to be what we are, which is the strand of Inherent Goodness/Godness within us, and for this to happen, the astral needs to do what Steven done just over seven years ago – the astral needs to let go of everything it thought it knew or believed in, and from there it needs to start over with a blank slate. Turn to the strand of the Creator at the throat area and allow this force to embrace you to the point where you are the strand, as this is the truth – you are the strand of the Creator, and what you are is Beautiful.
  23. What one feels from this foundation of stillness is a playfulness of the strand at the location of our throat. There is a moment within the strand that can only be described as playfulness. Imagine yourself playing, in or with whatever. This state that you imagine is what the strand, and ultimately you, is. It is this Joy that is life and the all. Allow this playfulness of the strand to expand/grow and take you over. Then you are what you are. Then you are Home.
  24. What one feels from this foundation of stillness is a playfulness of the strand at the location of our throat. There is a moment within the strand that can only be described as playfulness. Imagine yourself playing, in or with whatever. This state that you imagine is what the strand, and ultimately you, is. It is this Joy that is life and the all. Allow this playfulness of the strand to expand/grow and take you over. Then you are what you are. Then you are Home.
  25. “I think; therefore I am.” Descartes found that he could not doubt that he himself existed, as he was the one doing the doubting in the first place. So what we are is what we think, or what we think is what we are. This is true of Hell and the chaos and misery that plays out here, but in the stillness of Love there is everything and thus no need to follow the chatter of those entities within you that are doing the talking, analyzing and reasoning. My space is sacred, as it is mine and not yours. And of course this holds true for all of us. The disaster is that like attracts like. You live to survive, rather than live to be, you attract survivors that will do with you as they please to keep their world and themselves intact. No doubt the first survivor within was the parasitic frequency of Deception. This entity/state was the first voice in our head, and the message was clear: “Take!” Soon all wanted to take, and we infiltrated each other’s space to see what we could get, or take, out of the deal. If there was no deal to be made we took anyway. Is the first survivor still within us? Does the parasite that we created through our curiosity that manifested into a form within the illusionary Garden still exist within our forms? With this question I enter the stillness, and what I feel is the moving, palpable flow of this entity throughout our whole forms. It feels like a unity of bands/waves moving up our body. One could say that this frequency band is the foundation on which survivors build their nest when they come to play within us for their own cruel, selfish needs. To take this platform away by knowing it exists and you wishing it no more within your existence – this is already done now in the moment, but it is what happens after this that matters, as it is through ignorance that the scaffolding will return as fast as it disappeared. What you and I need is courage – that no matter what, we are always looked after and will only receive what we see as the best for us. You turn to the stillness of the strand of the Creator within, and then you just let go. Wow, for Steven this is a challenge, as I wanted things to be done yesterday already. I am most impatient. The proof of the pudding in letting go is that you receive through synchronicity aspects and events that will make you at one with the Creator. Joy and laughter are the other sides of the spectrum of sorrow and despair – you are still within the Game. One looks to a state of oneness with all to be what you are. From here, we elicit moments of wonder and splendor, which is seen through our eyes as joy. What we are trying to say, is just let go and be. Stop thinking. Think, and the platform of the parasite is built within the moment. Try to stop thinking, and you think of ways to not do this. Let go and just be. This is the foundation needed for the strand to shine, otherwise you and other entities just get in the way. I am, therefore I am.
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