Monday, December 19, 2016

Genisis of 105470 AD

Centipedes walking in and out of a window frame. In milliseconds these creatures reach their terminal holes and crouch in deeply in the suits of a lost man on a meteorite with chips of golden hardware obliterated and splintered across the miniature craitor going miles into space dust in both timelapse and slow motion. The hands and feet are shrunken over time and drifting as a part of the pinned oblique rock that’s stagnant in a forward direction as it spins and forming with other culminating smaller meteorites particles creating a fractal abys within the dead terrestrial objects inside the dark obsidian thorian molds featuring an alm of ambience and a electro-load cybergenic gothic glow. As if the rock was became a sentient impact defying fossilization.

As this gentle feature floats asteroids and shooting stars and other extraterrestrial flights implode through lightspeed in the distance through hindsight across the Andromeda median light gradation. Many star clusters have traced their paths I wonder how many life forms have fleeted and conformed and subdued to subsequent succumb from life and waiver of essence of time.

From her stellar isotope peak tension like a nipple to a newborn terrestrial mammal you can see the filtering of nebulas forming and black holes saving them through all higher powers at work of bending the dynamic universal shafts of galaxies in the universe’s space terrestrial stratospheres. In time these stars with planets drop deep into these bends of abyss without a moment’s notice within the eye that can not defilter and tract any attention variably.

Who’s creating all these objects of light and matter of dark. What is beyond the functioning of these stars as a whole… is there any more beyond space? Who will ever go where no man has ever gone before?

From earth to the universe we discover we generate these questions from generation to generation detailing the meaning throughout time and subsequently finding more meaning to what we discover each time facing the realities and coming to appeal more meaning.

Life is not an island or a pirates cove on a meteorite. But it’s a pin hole to the dust bin of time that we give it from day one when we landed as a formula anomaly in subconscience of terrestrial matter and life after succumbing other extraterrestrial rations what was here before. Defying improbability and cumulating over evolution time after millenniums and generations beyond the maker’s tongue of existence or even from our creators vocal presence. From mirrors to mirrors and reflection of our creators there’s no pit stop. The new passing plateau of co existence has far formulated a new Annunaki tale of the reaches of existence. Where in other worlds are less likely forgiving. This is the tale of the new Annunaki life here on our earth. This is where the rejoining of what our future has entitle us to join in. Far beyond any civilization can spectacle in time lapse or in  slow motion of simple memory. What the Annunakis gave us is materially non existent like the Daleks of emptiness in a walkable city. They’ve gone beyond the antidote of time and purity of knowledge within formulation of light and passable travel. For here I end this note of givingness and passing the light within be that was formulated by love or a character similar to creation within that principle of our makers.

The Babylonians did not know how to overcome the power of succumb death when they themselves partaken in their own ratio of sacrificing their own kin to nearly zero. The power that be in higher power sense in affection to life in singularity of the mind soul and spirit is nearly what a binary power that pulls and pushes. There for it exists with and without computing technology. However the Annunakis can trace that beyond our timeline.

The story begins. The new dawn of civilization in the year of 105470 AD. The highest peaks of constructional frames reaches far the earth in reach of the atmosphere without a break of high winds or space debri. An elder priest at a temple is giving a sermon in hebrew for the latter men and women in the highest room. “It’s about time,..” in archaic english, The high priest Elders in this Quorum formulate a greeting passage entry to the next chamber. The chamber elevates upward and slow enough to not lose balance yet each level brightens up the chamber and the gravity is acutely lifting the feet to a very slight artificial gravitational pull to the floor surface.. The elder warmly smiles. Then he knocks with his staff twice to the elevated floor. The shaft opens in the midst of our terrestrial planetary atmosphere all areas except under the feet. “Hashem Mallechem see all the stars in our time, the prophecies has spoken and given us this gift. You may go beyond to reach our brethrens and sound the message beyond the tithes of hope.” “This is not the first time you will see this.. Let’s go..” The young boy slowly falls asleep under the elder’s cloak descending and gravitationally to the Quorum chamber.

Interrupted towards their cryogenic chamber a member of the high priest in the malchadesic groups and the short Sephardi elder of Lehi behind him murmurs in hebrew ascending his staff, the Malchedessic priest after getting translation asks in hebrew “Who are you?” and the highest priests forms in light and visibly mirrors in 10 separations of his physical light in their presence uniformly speaking “I Moshe am unto you, i can no longer go in and I can no longer go out” and the illusion falls downward and splinters into earth blooming matter on earth in every possible direction.

Tuesday, December 13, 2016

Baltic Nights

After a wild search for a wide school of fish and squids the fleet departed with a toast to the end of the trip. All of a moment glance our electronic devices including the ship’s motherboard had fragged and shut down. We all looked at each other and fitfully wanting to turn things on but they wouldn’t. It’s like there was something in control of the cloud frequencies and the networks and the whole operation as if ambushed by some energy below. Fifteen minutes later the lights went back flickering on and our devices although our ship’s mother board took time to fix. We were about to take off until one of the passengers took off for a swim and he came back with the bottle and said “hey I bet you wouldn’t believe what I found down below!” then he raised his Andre tightly sealed champagne bottle and tried to open it..”any of you guys have a can opener.. then lights below appeared. There was a warm feeling in the water and we all jumped in the water and took off for a dive below. Amazing the glow was coming from below and it was more of a aura glow than anything else. Like a halo coming from a rock or some sort. Yeah then we reminded that there was not much quartz laying around and we scavenged to pick a peace of that glowing warm rock epatice. Then poking at our feet to go back up and whipped up.
This was not a job for deep sea fishmongers just roaming and bumping into some somaticaly glowing artificial intelligence below. It definitely drew questions and to claim something below we had a piece of it to prove it.
Three years past after the navy took over the site completely. In north of Wales a testament of lights generate the aurora and blissfully engage the shores of a well known science park viewing beyond just the Man of Isle. There was something energetically magical about the waters and it’s waves sifting as the tide retrieves back to the sea. Crustacean clusters flutter amongst the steps of this science park and scenic ports in limelight of eternity. Lightly norse demi gothic mythical feel of spiritual alms of the night to find a moments of serenity. The array of the sunset reflecting on the waters slowly diminish into pitch black unbreakably in any path. You’d have to walk in scuffle feet to get to where your going towards the facility both water and rubbled out motor or sand. However the colors before settling under the waters shimmered in columns in semi high contrast with a sequence as slight static element among the surface creating a surge of medium waves further out by the horizon point of eye sight. That seemed a bit strange over the course of accounting pier watchful view.... (to be cont.)

Grey's Noir Futurism

Today I had an interesting dream related to when I was leaving the scientology affiliation back in 2012-2013. I was heavily into the courses and found myself overwhelmed and withdrew from the courses. I couldn’t help to get the other church group I was involved with to help me with the dis-association with that later group. I left nearly unconditionally with one exception underlying a friendship departure and inter personal struggle of my own emotional set backs and weakness. My malady departed with those weaknesses with every religious or non religious groups I belonged to and sought them to help me be at right size. every moment in between I found to be at life terms to deal within my means. I later found mysteries of my own eluded thoughts on cryogenics and human development. I don’t take things seriously when I get engulfed with wonder and then have a deep breath of “ah so that’s why” way of shema before resting or sleep. Then my dreams become overfilled with strangeness of Greys and other filtering cryogenic stories of today into tomorrow passions of human capacity and beyond. The dimensions of travel between space and time created a bend in between moments of time from universal realities that we had once thought were dreams or fantasies. For instance the characterization if not the emotional affiliation of romance in roman era were but a mere example between mental physical and spiritual intensities. That could of happened weather you were at a temple or by the sea ports. Which is why those internalization become a serious predicament and an en-grained when for an example Mount Vesuveous erupted over Pompeii. Or the flood between Human Genesis.. or vastly deaths gathered by the catacombs of Paris.
The bend however explains this from point a to c. Point B is below and goes up and down vertically in one point but in two ratios, when a to c goes horizontal as two points of eminent time space travel in the universe. This is why we have sometimes split dimensions in the universe and divide between human and the connection between our primordial existence in the universe. Point A however resolves the interaction as a first navigator or compass to which we set the sails to a greater wider picture of our existence. It sets the sail to both what is real and illusion. The yin the yang the keter and the kefer. It all comes together in the center and creates almost an omni presence between the two worlds and bridges them in a transitional blink of an eye. Some would say it’s a miracle and others can detect it. The science and spiritual can exist. So do the areas which we all see as a prominent presence of the here and now which also is pertained in the future in short of words. Futurism by language is like chop chop from the sentence to brief expression. From Expression to abbreviated word to even the letter form of a character joining the spiritual to the here and now. Which can activate truths in the past and the future into the present. The works have been made and said since the beginning of time. A universe beyond the universe and the space between the two are set in different increments of travel or matter of existences.
The dream I had was in relation to the opting of grey and god in action followed by unknown awakening of the inner spirit and instinct which can connect between each other communicating the present and watching the future of an existing spiritual being present in a dream like state. Such as in the midst of waking up.