zaterdag 13 december 2014


OUR RELATIVES FROM THE INSIDE

Once our inner earth, was quite accessible. Sometimes it was seen as a dark place, the underworld; sometimes people got into a (fairy) tale and lived for a while in the inner earth. A completely different world is found there, under our feet, a world of different levels, powers, scales and dimensions. Aygartha, Ultima Thule and Shambala are the names for three underground cities, deep under the Himalayas, the Arctic and the Gobi-dessert. Cities of old, filled with knowledge and treasure. It's here were the Ascended Masters live, who sometimes visit the “surface” to observe and sometimes intervene. Another hidden place is “Paradise” or the Garden of Eden. It is covered by sand and entrances are on places, nobody dares to look. When disaster would strike pleople living on higher levels would flee or hide the entrances and make them completely waterproof. Flooding was only one of the possible disasters inhabitants of the surface and inside had to fear in those early years. Volcanic eruptions distroyed whole civilizations and erosion depopulated entire continents. Earthquakes toppled zigguraths and caused mighty tsunamis. This combined with warfare, looting and plunder, meant that human kind had to start all over, again and again. For the entities living inside this meant, that they restricted contact with the surface to the minimum. Many entrances or portals were sealed off and hardly any “surfacer” entered their realm. Up to recently. The turmoil on the Earth's surface has woken them up and they are coming out again. But they don't recognize us anymore and fear the often violent reactions they encounter. This goes both ways. We don't recognize them, because we don't see them. Even those who materialize on earth, are often arrested by police or hunted down by farmers. That's why they keep their distance and start communicating by channeling, visions and dreams. These are not alien extraterrestrial contacts, but messages from down below. The same goes for most cropcircles. They are the resonances of artificial communication from deep down below.

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