Dragonfly Vision: The faery messengers of the Dragon Keepe. The faerys legs fuse together forming itself with the dragonfly tail, the back of the dragonfly becomes the front of the dragon faery. Laying back to back to become as one.
Dream: A raven flying through the window of an empty class room, that has within just a single desk and chair. Sitting upon this school desk was Queen Mab, she held in close embrace the raven which had flown into her arms, looking at me with her huge watery eyes. The vision of Queen Mab was very clear except for her, coming forth to me as shimmery and water-like, emotional and sad. The raven stared at me with his knowing eyes.
Channel; Temple of Isis: The temple of the gods and theyr namesakes, The Keepers. the Keepers of Knowledge and Rites of the olden 'golden' days. Back from whence things come and so shall they Return. It has been stated before many, many times. The path to the gods is a tumultuos ride of the aethers and aeons to progress. This path is not easy to become a god, and in the Temple of Isis lays the plans of your forebearers. Even though this was written many a long time ago, it is relevent for today, made for your times and laying waiting, hoping to Return. Just like you. The Temple of Isis is the Boat symbolised in the Egyptian Rites, as the Crossovers of the Dead, the Underworld and the Stars. It is all One.
The Wheels of Time turns, the same as the Wheel of the Year. As each moment passes and grows older, so does the Ship awaken. This is one of the many ships laying, waiting underneath the Earth. Waiting for the right time, it is nearly time. It is a salvation, a saviour of the peoples, an Avatar if you will. The Temple of Isis is a straight-forward connection to the gods and goddesses. It is a mode of transport, hidden, waiting. Stargate is not far from the truth, but not the Absolute Truth. This, temple of Isis is Not a Stargate, but a ship waiting to return Home. It is a scientific examination of Souls, telling who shall pass and who shall Not. It senses energies, vibrations, and is located underneath the Temple in a network of Space, Tunnels, Connections. Like a web, all over the world. Theyr are others, it all connects. They shall rise together, at the same time. Each nation (race of peoples) has one.
Space travel, a Map. Ran by thought alone. Energy Vortex, portals connecting, but can still be made to connect.
Races of Egyptian times planted this, human and other-worldly worked together at this time Now.
A Time Map, three shoots, branches; beginnings. One, Atlantis; two, Quetzalcoatl (mayan and aztec); and three, the Dark Ages. These three eras were of importance, linked together by the same strands, but theyr connection is mostly overlooked. Look at these times for theyr endings and theyr meanings. Atlantis fell; Mayans disappeared; Aztecs murdered; Dark Ages, fall and lose of an empire of magick and science. What is theyr relevance together? Now, what is the relevance to your Time. Think and ponder upon this, your time has the knowledge for this not to occur. Forearmed is Forewarned.
Channel: In times, in realms invisible. Long ago theyr was a Fortress, a Fortress to the depths of the heart, the ego, that which Is and that which is Not. The Self, the Ego became clashed within a war, entwined together by Time. Herodutus, the man of eons, many lives known. This be his Last. Great Power, with Wisdom comes Truth, but with Truth that can be Hidden. Hidden from masses, hidden from Self- true Self, Spirit, Soul. The links over time are set as clues. A treasure map to proceed if you will. X marks the Spot. Piece together the jigsaw, it is a Matrix, a web woven and unravelled with Time. Do not fear the Unknown, it beckons your Heart. To find, to seek, to complete. Visions are withstanding and withheld to the right time. Only then can you proceed correctly. Note the Clues, follow the Path; for this is the only way you shall Ever Truly Find what it is You Seek. Picture, Puzzle, Perfect.
Past Life Channel for friend: From the beginning of Time and Beyond the Stars she Comes. The centre of the core of humanity. Many aeons ago the story begins, in a time before time. The visions of the past flash before her eyes, like static television, the many dots; the many lives. From the clouds and dust make flesh, she formed herself at the start of earth time.
The All-Seeing Eye of Atlantis, a crystal that created a Vortex, misused created a suction of Time and Space. Technology/ Crytsal Energies/ Rays/ Beams, a kaleidoscope of colours. a glitch upon humanity, still rectifying the Vortex and pulling through/ reclaiming Souls Back to Life. It is your Job, your Force, your Endeavour. Show little, tell many. Keeper of Secrets bind you to theyr Karmic Ties as you reattach theyr cords to the aethers. It is job, your Majesty. "High Queen of the Atlantean Guild, may your Light and Energy guide your Way."
Past Life Channel for friend: Wondrous waves of Energy course through her Spirit throughout the paths of her time, her Time Line. Her visions are one she keeps to herself, she feels the lives of her past coursing through her veins, finding herself in the strangest of places at the strangest of times. In her mind, like Alice in WonderLand, the innocence of vision and creativity. Oh, what she can accomplish. Her paternal grandmother stays with her, teaches her, guides her.
Through her past lives she has plodded along, sometimes to greatness, sometimes not. The end of the voyage does not concern her, just the means to get theyr. Hard work is her virtue, this has been shown through many lives. One of great importance through time and history, is her time (prison punishment) and escape from a North African slave ship to the Americas. She (he) escaped by swimming. **Unlocking the shackles with a makeshift key hurt my hands, they bled and were raw, they hurt but I just kept pushing through till I could pull my hands through the shackles and locks. Theyr were others, many, crying, wanting to escape, but I couldn't, I was scared. It was cold, in the water bayou infested, but I manged to escape through the biting creatures. To freedom, to new life, much luckier than the others.**
Through courage, hard work and persistance, that which you carry on to this life. Six times ago, this is her seventh incarnation. Another life, in ancient babylonian times; biblical era, same time as Jesus, same generation. A market girl, happy and joyful. A light on the steps of the palace, gossiping with her friends in the palaces market place.
Past Life Channel for same friend: Changes through time, the Bird People; Horus. A child of horus, much protected and much loved. Sisters together in another life also, an Egyptian Priestess life. She tended the fires of horus and kept them lit, that was her job. A joker/ cheshire cat/ funny. Her harmonics (DNA, blueprint, energy imprints) still remain in Egypt and her tomb can be found amongst the priestesses of Horus, her sisters. A being from above helps her humour, encourages her thoughts for finer things, the lighter side of things, you make your parents laugh. Around the world and back again, much travel, many fun times to make a difference in the lives of others. You mission; to help those who do not have a chance for help, start close to home.
A mayan life, a little girl who has become lost in this life has found she is now not. Karmic connections.
A life by the sea does not always suit you well, but the country side does. This is where you will end up living, with a family of your own. I see a grandmother, you; sitting on her verandah, rocking and content, peaceful.
A fist to the Sun/Universe. Your frustrations at the Sun/ God pushes you through life to find the gentler Moon/ Goddess. This is you; balanced/ yin yang. You find the strength to inner calm, sometimes through anger, but this creates your balance, your drive, it is your edge. This comes from lifetimes of having to strive.
A Chinese Warrior/ Samurai. Not overly large in size, but nimble and quick of mind. Unlike the other warriors he was teased and layed down from war because of the others persecution. But this anger/frustration drove him to success, to become one of the best fighters/ swordsmen/ hand combat his shire had seen. He died in the arms of his Love, Freedom! Many lives; jewish persecution, world war II, the last before this life. A young jewish woman who hid the others from pain and took it upon herself. A great lady who died before time, in a concentration camp of Slavakia. A quiet unsung hero talked about only by those whom she helped, who passed her tale of bravery onto theyr own children, and instilled into them to be great, strong of heart as theyr saver (saviour).
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