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Chapter XVAll There is is Lessons... or Candy will ruin your teeth! |
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The writing of this particular series of pages has pretty much taken on a life of its own. It started out with a "plan" of only nine segments, and I intended to get from a designated "point A" to a conclusion: "point B." I never dreamed that there would be so much resonance with so many people who would write to me and propose questions and subjects that pretty much "fit" into sub-categories of The Wave. The present discussion of what it is we may be here to learn in order to "graduate," was not part of the original plan. In the original plan, it was going to be mostly technical information about The Wave itself. But, clearly this concept is far more than that and I am flowing with it in response to everyone who is writing to encourage and assure me that my efforts are truly worthwhile. To all of you, I say thank you! While, on the one hand, there are those who are saying "finally, the fog is lifting," and such things, on the other hand there are those who are manifesting in a very real ways, the very things I am talking about, i.e. being "in prison" and under the influence of "The Predator's Mind." To give an example of what I am talking about, since we are in the "mode" of giving concrete examples and have given Mumbo Jumbo the boot, one correspondent wrote to me:
Having had a fine relation with Carla for some time, our main differences being semantical rather than actual, I naturally was stricken to think that anyone "took offense" at any of my remarks, since it was clear (I thought) that objective validation of their work was uppermost in my mind. But, that is how "Lizzies" work through people and it is the main subject of this essay that is shaping up here. I wrote back to this correspondent as follows:
The following day, I received a response from Carla saying:
So, I hope the reader can see how people can be "agents of the Lizzies" when they are not aware of how the Predator's mind operates as THEIR mind:
And this is precisely what we are trying to talk about here. How the Predator AKA Lizzies et al, influences our lives when, on the surface, and even at many deeper levels, there is NO SEEMING EVIDENCE. How do we TELL? I have said before and I will say it again: I have NEVER seen a Lizzie! Some people claim to have seen them and I can't judge whether or not they are delusional or simply more "in tune" than I am and what they are reporting is a fact. But I HAVE seen them through the descriptions of many people under hypnosis who have claimed to have been abducted by aliens. I also see them constantly in my research - in myth and legend down through the millennia. Others have seen them in hallucinogen induced visions, ecstatic states, dreams, and so forth. In nearly all cases, the descriptions are so similar, the dynamics of the interaction so consistent, that I cannot help but think that we are dealing with a large part of the "Control System" as elucidated by Jacques Vallee:
Did you catch that?
This is my point. If "Lizzies" or "The Predator" or "Unknown Forces" act on us as is described by not only many ancient sources through myths and legends, but by Gurdjieff, Don Juan, Ra and the Cassiopaeans, it will be almost impossible to detect it by ordinary means. And it is in this respect that the Cassiopaeans have been an invaluable guide in our passage beyond Scylla and Charybdis. Which is not to say that once one danger has been avoided that another does not appear. They do. And, in general, they seem to get more and more subtle. Since we have already noted the response to my little "tweak" of the control system above, in the emails of the offended Ra fans, there is a more serious level that I would like to tell you about. Since the day those pages were uploaded, the energy has been very strange around here. And this is where I am going to tell you some of the things we look for when trying to determine the "temperature" of the Control System. Not only did we post the three sections of Part 10, but we have been setting up the Russian version of the site. A member of our group lives in Russia and has been working diligently on getting some basic material translated. There have been a number of glitches involved with that, and the most interesting was, of course, that as soon as he finished the first section and it was formatted by Ark and loaded onto the site, Alex's computer began to act up and we were afraid that the project would have to be brought to a halt. The problem turned out to be overheating, which was pretty symbolic, to say the least. And, if you begin to see your reality as a symbol system, how are you to interpret such a thing? Did Alex's computer "heat up" because his "higher self" was communicating to him that something was "too hot," or was it a signal that his efforts were adding heat to the system; or even that his efforts were unwelcome in certain realms and denizens of same were showing him that they could "cook his goose?" And, those are just the most obvious possible interpretations! But then, things turned in a funny direction. The material that I intended to present on this page you are now reading was actually finished on the 30th of June. When I began the actual writing some days earlier, I hesitated over what and how much I ought to reveal about such matters. Finally, I decided to tell pretty much the whole story that was on my mind, changing only the names of those involved for protection of their privacy. One problem remained: three of the names of the people involved were part and parcel of the "Symbol system" under discussion. So much a part, in fact, that one of my children contracted an illness with the name of one of these people. I was thinking how I was going to convey this dynamic and still use a pseudonym for this person. I finally resolved it by finding another name that was both a disease and a person's first name. But the problem was, as I was writing about the situation, I was asking myself some questions about this particular person's role, (and we are going to call her Candida, or Candy for short) in the soon to be revealed bizarre drama. At the very period of our lives when we were approaching the breakthrough to the Cassiopaean contact (though we didn't know it at the time), a great deal of opposing energy came against us, most particularly myself, to the extent that my life was literally in danger on more than one occasion. The source of the danger seemed to be centered in two different groups, and the only thing that these two groups had in common with each other was this woman, Candy. Further, the only way there was any "connection" at all between me and these groups, was by virtue of my friendship with Candy. (It's a truly strange story, as you will soon see.) At the same time that I was writing this story - which started off with my experiences with Reiki - curiously, the discussion on the Cassiopaean egroups mail list turned to the subject of Reiki! Well, that's not so unusual. I've gotten used to such "ordinary" synchronicities. After a couple of days of intense work, (the whole thing was a struggle to get into words because of the very strangeness of it and multiple levels of interaction and complexity), I felt that it was finished and I was getting ready to switch to another program. I went to click the "minimize" icon at the top of the window but inadvertently clicked the "close" icon. Well, I realized that I had done it, so when the prompt box came up that I ASSUMED that it was the one that said "do you really want to quit?" I quickly clicked no. But, what the prompt REALLY said was "Do you want to save the changes to file..." So, the entire day's work was gone. (Yeah, I forgot to save every ten minutes or so. AWARENESS and VIGILANCE were NOT being practiced!) What is worse, this was a subject that I had never before written about, so it was all first hand work. A lot of these pages consist of excerpts from transcript, quotes from books that are scanned and coverted to text, and a few pages of connecting dialogue that I write here and there to help it all to make sense. This was the first time that I had to write everything from scratch - and it was gone. I was SICK. It was about 20 pages of script that I had sweated blood working through. Well, I went outside to water the flowers and think about it a bit while Ark went through the system to see if there wasn't some way he could retrieve it. No luck. It was gonezerooni. Sayonara. Hasta la vista! and all that. I thought about the level of exposure of the control system that I might be activating in this story; and the fact that it (the control system) certainly might not wish to be exposed in that way. And I thought about the groups I was writing about and their possible connections to some really dark doings here on the Big Blue Marble. I had stumbled upon them inadvertently then, had been able to read the clues and extricate myself in the nick of time, so to speak, but I had certainly seen a level of the "man behind the curtain" that most people don't see and survive. They had tried to kill me back then, and if it was desirable to try to kill me then, they surely would have some "sense" that their maneuvers and manipulations might be being exposed now and they could sort of reach a "mind tentacle" in my direction to generate impatience and mental confusion in my state of extreme tiredness so that I was not paying close enough attention when closing my file. I came back inside, and Ark told me that now HIS computers were acting up. Very strange behavior, loss of a file similar to my own incident; freeze ups; the server went down; egroups was suddenly inacessible; his halogen lamp suddenly stopped working, and so forth. And all of this on top of a flat tire on the car and an expensive brake job on the van in the days following the launching of the Russian site. I was beginning to think that maybe I was stepping over the line with my revelations. I went into the study where we do the sessions and took out my handy dandy Russian Gypsy cards and shuffled them around for a minute while thinking what I ought to do. I began to lay out the cards. Now, anybody who is familiar with this deck knows that each card has four segments, and each segment is a half picture. There are 25 cards and 50 pictures. The only pictures that are "read" are those that are "completed" by virtue of falling next to a card that has the other half of the picture. In such a case, even if the cards are not aligned so that the halves fall together, you are supposed to rotate the two adjacent cards so that the two halves come together. Because the adjacent half of any picture can be above, below or on either side, this means that the picture can fall in one of four positions or "directions." This direction is part of the "reading" of the picture. On any number of occasions when I have used these cards, I have always had 3 or more "matches." That is pretty standard. But, as I laid the cards down this time, card after card was put in position with no matches - until I got to the very last row when picture number 26 fell... without need to rotate either card to bring the halves together. (That doesn't happen very often at all!) And what did number 26 indicate? It is a picture of a book. The question was whether I should just skip the telling of the story - certainly related to a "book" in theme. And the interpretation is: "The secret you have been told is going to be disclosed. Either you or someone else will make it public. Knowledge and information are ever changing and what is secret one minute can be public the next. This should be of no concern to you if you have been aboveboard and honest in your dealings." There were further permutations that didn't apply to this case, but this one certainly did. So, I resolved to rewrite the piece, and bump my awareness up a few notches.. But then, another very strange thing happened. Ark receives all the email from the site and forwards to my computer anything that is addressed specifically to me. He had received an email at almost exactly the time that I had made the fatal error of closing the file without saving, and he had forwarded. But I had been so upset that I did not come back to the computer until the next day when I opened and read the e-mail. It said:
The history of the coming of the Cassiopaeans is pretty well known and witnessed by a variety of people. I have written to some extent about the many people who came and went from the early experimental sessions, but who did not have the patience or inclination to stay with it. Candy was one of several dozen occasional participants. I find it curious that she is telling her current associates that she and I "started" these transmissions! As the record will show, Candy was present for only two of the actual early Cassiopaean sessions, though she was present at approximately 4 other sessions prior to the Cassiopaean contact. Nevertheless, there is the "tweaking" of my reality by the Control System in that Candy is apparently telling her friends that she was more or less "instrumental." But, what is even more disturbing is the fact that Candy (through an "agent," mind you) attempts contact after almost 6 years, at the exact time that the file ABOUT HER is lost. Not only that, but I was exactly in the process of mulling over the question of whether or not she was an innocent dupe of the very "dark" groups that I encountered through her, or if she was, in fact, knowledgeable and willingly a participant. The problem here is that I LIKE her! I liked her from the first instant I met her. She is charming and friendly and vivacious and funny beyond anything. Seeing the things I saw in the series of events I was writing about was very hard. But, further and deeper: what kind of serpentine Control System can be aware of a person's thoughts, intent and actions in the way that would be required to "arrange" such a synchronicity? At this point I was thinking that it would be nice if she wanted to get in touch because she had given up her associations with those folks who are, as it appears to me, part and parcel of the manifestation of the Predator's mind, the Lizzie faction, if you want to call it that. It would be nice... So I called Terry and Jan to share with them this bizarre little series of events. They are both as familiar as we are with the ways the energies in the environment become chaotic and even destructive when a significant change is "in the air." Terry advised me to be very careful and have nothing at all to do with Candy; didn't I learn my lesson before? Weren't there enough "signs" detected in the former interactions which saved my buns from the fire that I didn't need to get burned again? I agreed that he was right. But again, I really LIKE Candy! It hurt me a lot to realize that she was just being friendly and trying to get close so that she could be a "conduit of attack," so to speak. Maybe it would be different now? Nope, Terry said. Not a chance! But, I wondered. So, we did I Ching on this one. What is the deal with Candy?
Well, a mountain "keeping still" in this case, is to not be moved from my "position" which is to continue to work to expose this Control System. But, obviously, I am going to have to write it very carefully so as to avoid being entangled in conflicts and, perhaps, even lawsuits, though I think the latter very unlikely. In the case of my comments on the Ra material and now, in my work on exposing the Control System, we find exactly what Dr. Vallee suggested might happen:
It seems apparent to me that something IS going on here. In learning about these things, I suffered much on my own. In telling about them, there seems to be an attempt to repeat the "spankings." But, I am familiar with that response, and hopefully, I will be able to proceed with awareness. I've gotten this far, so let me get on with the story now. But, while I am getting it finished and formatted, it would be a very good idea for the reader to be familar with one thing (link below) that is going to play a rather interesting part in the story I am going to tell you. (If this link suddenly is "unavailable," let me know. I have the file.) It is important, and we will be talking about it in several ways. FAIR USE NOTICE This site contains copyrighted material the use of which has not always been specifically authorized by the copyright owner. We are making such material available in our efforts to advance understanding of environmental, political, human rights, economic, democracy, scientific, and social justice issues, etc. We believe this constitutes a 'fair use' of any such copyrighted material as provided for in section 107 of the US Copyright Law. In accordance with Title 17 U.S.C. Section 107, the material on this site is distributed without profit to those who have expressed a prior interest in receiving the included information for research and educational purposes. For more information go to: http://www.law.cornell.edu/uscode/17/107.shtml. If you wish to use copyrighted material from this site for purposes of your own that go beyond 'fair use', you must obtain permission from the copyright owner. The owners and publishers
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