Table of Contents


Chapter 1 The Call

Chapter 2 What's It All About

Chapter 3 Initiation

Chapter 4 Shift Happens

Chapter 5 Party Time

Chapter 6 Metamorphosis

Chapter 7 Awestruck

Chapter 8 Let the Games Begin

Chapter 9 Are You Paying Attention

Chapter 10 Lucifer, Get Thee Behind Me

Chapter 11 A New Home, An Old Story



The book to Save Lucifer is a true story. This story is the product of remembrances,or more accurately, expanded conscious memory which resulted from a powerful form of past life regression. The style of regression is simply called Chakra Clearing. The object of Chakra Clearing is to assist an individual in releasing the effects of repressed fear and other related "lower" emotions that all of us retain deep within our subconscious mind.

The subconscious mind is something that was created, or you could say, accumulated. It began with our reaction to the experience that occurred at the moment of our birth as an individualized spark of creative light. This spiritual birth could also accurately be referred to as our "leaving the Godhead experience.

All are creatures of Light. Additionally, we all possess a complete record of events and experiences that started prior to creation and end up arriving in the present moment. Besides including a complete record of each lifetime, also included are the events that occurred in between each earth incarnation. What the Buddhists refer to as the bardo which means "in between" time.

The author has undergone approximately 50 hours of conscious regression. The remembered contents in this book are
perhaps the result of about six or seven of these 50 hours of earth time. The writing style and presentation of this new and unique material is the result of the personality of the author in her current lifetime. Rose's light hearted, almost too innocent at time's approach, combined with her deep, profound understanding of cosmic and heretofore hidden esoteric knowledge, is the perfect combination of talents. This is a necessity for explaining in a positive and neutral manner the events that led approximately 85% of the population currently to incarnate here on the Earth. Deep spiritual knowledge is revealed in this book for the first time.

Lucifer is the true historical name for the planet that was partially blown up, being sent into an erratic orbit in the distant past. Today, the partial effects of it's collision with Earth comprises what is known as our solar systems asteroid belt. It was also instrumental in the creation of Earth's current moon. For various reasons this planet has been called by many other names in the past. Maldek is one name that is just now becoming a popular subject in some circles. However, this was the planet assigned to the Archangel Lucifer, as the location in the third dimension that would permit him to continue working out his evolving spiritual mission which is a monumental part in the continuing drama, evolution, and plan concerning what we call the human race.

In our search for truth it is important to understand that in order for a lie to persist it must contain truth as part of its definition. A portion of truth is used to hook the being. This causes the lie to persist. A lie without truth mixed in it, to act as bait, would make you turn away laughing.

Most of humanity's current perceptions that are held to be true today are only ideas of what we believe is true. We cling to these beliefs out of desperation, but upon subsequent inspection, we often find they are not based upon truth, but misperception. Lies compounded upon lies and called reality is the normal perception of today. Down throughout the long annals of history armies have fought and killed one another in the name of a hollow god. It is time that this ignorance comes to an end.

This book is an attempt to surface information that if understood in the proper light will help others to better understand their own spiritual past history. This in turn will help make greater sense of what we are all in the process of experiencing, Earth's transformation.

Today we effortlessly see various lies, and insanity surfacing to the top of the collective conscious mind. This is a natural cleansing process. These deep hidden "sins" of the past that are bubbling to the top, concern religion, government, health, the environment, the nature of the educational system, how we treat each other as human beings, and importantly, global economics.

In order for true spiritual transformation to occur today, on the physical and metaphysical planes of existence, all "dark"
and hidden subconscious emotions of fear, greed, hatred, anger, lust, and jealousy must be surfaced, felt, understood, and then released without judgment prior to individual freedom being achieved.
To feel, express, and release lower emotions is a natural healing process. However, to act them out in the world of form only creates future karma.

As individuals clear themselves, actualization of these new truths follow in our deeds. Individuals comprise countries and countries the world. This is how positive transformation occurs. As the old systems, be they economic, political or whatever, drop away as they must, they will be replaced by simpler, less complicated systems of living that are engineered to truly benefit the many.

Through the process of waking up personal remembrances of earlier incarnations surface more and more into your conscious mind. These remembrances start painting an accurate personal spiritual history of yourself, your friends, and others upon Earth. As this occurs and you successfully integrate this "new" knowledge, your life changes dramatically for the good. You are now able to simply sense if someone is telling you the truth. More and more you are in touch with your inner divinity. You now rely on no outer Guru, symbol or priest.

The veil that has been hiding our true past history has been lifted in many ways over the years. This evolutionary process
is greatly being expedited at this moment. We need not, and in fact should not, continue with old past behavioral habits. There is a better way to live.

People around the world are awakening. They are feeling the inner drive to manifest positive solutions and do right. The existing strings of political and economical power are being seen for what they truly are and have long been engineered to be. We live within the systems that are designed to control and trap the masses of humanity while giving them the idea that they are free, or, "that this is the best that things can be." This is a very old story that has been repeated throughout all of history.

People today are becoming empowered with more and more knowledge of what has been, and should be, going on in the world
around them. The next step is to take action to facilitate positive change for all.

Read the book! You'll find out more of this genuinely interesting story that started so very long ago. Again I'd like to state
that this book and its information has not been channeled in any way. All the information contained within the story is a direct result of the author's remembered past. Parts of the book's content I've heard before from other individuals that have undergone Chakra Clearing in other sessions I've assisted with. To me these other individuals have also confirmed Rose's information in general and in specific terms. They simply didn't take the time to turn their session material into a book.

Have fun. Enjoy the story! Your awakening is close at hand.
Hosel Jurme (Regressionist)



This book is dedicated to both sides who played out their roles in the divine drama as best they knew how. Today, we face a turning point in our evolution

Once again we face annihilation by our own doings. In whose name or God will the next war be fought? Through repeated mistakes of the past, we should all be fully aware that in war there are no winners. The only thing worth fighting (not killing) for in any existence is our remembrance of our true identity. It takes just one individual to become aware of a truth before it is possible to spread through the cosmos, like a single spark is capable of igniting a great inferno. Once we remember, we can finally go home.

To the following, I dedicate these memories captured not only in each of your hearts but also in these words.

My beloved Catlain, we shall remain friends eternally. (Excellent camouflage but I could spot you anywhere)

Aton, I patiently await your remembrances.(Get us out of here!)

Lasiter, It is easier to love you than to hate you. I speak with the experience of both. (You've come a long way, baby!)

To Constance Denby whose music makes me homesick beyond description. I should like to commission you to play at our cosmic reunion clebration, as I recognize both the message and the messenger.



Here you discover yourself, born into a human form and profoundly absorbed in the third dimensional environment. An ocean of forth-dimensional possibilities surrounds you, veiled only by your limited perspective. The purpose of your participation is to scrupulously portray a credible performance in the majestically divine masque of creation. Such a wondrous enterprise you have chosen to launch. Unfortunately, the experience of physical existence in an organism, such as the human construct, causes amnesia. The loss of awareness to your legitimate multi-dimensional identity and empyrean affiliation to all life is obscured from your observation. It is the elemental torch of truth, perpetually burning from within your sacred essence that induces your imminent observance. The connection to this intrinsic link lies disconnected until you, subjectively resolve to plug it in.

Negative manifestations are a consequence of performances that repeatedly were motivated by instinctual impulses. Due to this compulsion to survive, an inconsistency in constitution has developed producing contention among the anima and the edifice. The soul apraises itself superior to the construct. It appears that the player has become caught up in the play somehow. A resolution to this indifference would allude to the enlightened realization that neither can sojourn harmoniously in the absence of communion. "Harmony through Balance," should be the contemporary human battle cry, if it no longer desires to abide in the illusion of detachment, an illusion supported by an erroneous interpretation of individuality.

Controlled by your misunderstood perceptions and experience of separation, you created the supreme drama of duality. The characters, namely humanity, in this particular episode are extremely diametrical to each other. The producer of this work is polarity consciousness, which is assisted by magnetic allocation, whose position is to keep the production going.

To Save Lucifer is a great lesson in paradox for any discriminating reader that is willing to break through the pre-programmed paradigm that they have maintained for countless lifetimes. My sincerest intent is to present this revelation in a non-threatening manner to religious beliefs and, or, the interpretations of them. In no way do I declare that I possess a special ability that others do not, to recall my legitimate history. The substance of this disclosure possesses a vast capacity to awaken repressed memories within individuals preparing for their metamorphosis.

I am not a psychic in need of your dependency or a prophet desiring your adherence to my doctrine. A high minded psychic would not request others to relinquish their intrinsic endowments to regard the filtered truth of another. The truth is that a masterful psychic dwells within each and every individual, equally. The need for an intermediary to dispense ethereal enlightenment, is an inappropriate consideration that has been accepted repeatedly. Why has man been guilelessly resistant in accepting the gifts of spirit? Perhaps his denial has more to do with his reluctance to take responsibility for the present production as well as those past.

The man Jesus, acomplished many miracles through the power of the Holy Spirit. His effectiveness was equal to his knowledge of his genuine identity and connection to all life. He came as a progeny of the creative force that animates every presence. It was not his claim that he was the sole beneficiary to this heavenly lineage, but that all were descendants of it. In addition, he declared that his accomplishments and many more could be achieved by anyone. There were no secrets involved in the production of these miracles, put spirit first and all things will be added unto you. You can not focus your attention on two areas at once. You can not serve two masters. If you think only on your physical reality, your spiritual essence will atrophy. However, If you focus on your spirituality, you are assured that the physical necessities will be taken care of.

As long as an individual entertains the notion of balance in their quest, the journey is certain to be a fulfilling one. The fear of demons, evildoers, and death are illusory creations of man to support the illusion of division. I am not saying these things do not exist, man is indeed a co-creator. Every thought or deed that springs forth from the mind of man is given form, the ability to exist.

When the man Jesus cast out demons... as is written of him, they went to their own place. He was not able to destroy them nor did he desire to do so. When he later was tempted by what is known as Satan, he did not destroy this thing, he instructed it to, "Get behind him." From my understanding, this was an indication that he was outside of such things and they belonged distant from him.
There are many that go about, annihilating matter because it requires such a diminutive effort to extinguish a body, but energy is another subject.
Man has acquired the technology to create bodies at this point in his evolution. This is not a new technology it is a remembered aspect of his ancient beginnings. The process of cloning has been instrumental in mankind's own creation and is quickly becoming a focal point for concern, for those who are not in a balanced state of consciousness. There will be great division and turmoil to arise from the debates over this supposed newfound ability. When in truth, we are forgetting that we are not the body, but much more. Bodies are like vehicles that a driver is capable of getting out of to proceed onward with his journey, in another one if there is a malfunction in the primary vehicle. In other words, if you were on a family vacation and your car blew it's engine, you would find an alternate means of transport to continue your trip.

The body is aware of its purpose to transport the driver (consciousness). Without the body, the driver (consciousness) is still capable of existence, or travel in a different mode. However, the body, or vehicle is of little value without the driver (consciousness). In the broader scope, there must be a balanced partnership between the vehicle and the driver for a harmonious experience. Where is the moral dilemma in manufacturing vehicles? Shouldn't' there be much more, if any, concern over the quality of the driver that will soon be behind the controls of the so-called vehicle?

The narrow mindedness of current perception is amazing to me. As with the experience of death and destruction, unnecessary amounts of focus have been applied to the perimeters instead of the nucleus of the subject. It appears that mankind can not attain a desired level of importance through creative performances. His habitual approach has been in the form of the destruction of creation, which sadly produces only the illusory reflection of what can only be experienced by a creator. There is no power to be realized through the taking of life. One can easily see that even small children are capable of such acts. On the other hand, what power must exist in the breathing of one consciousness into existence? Mankind's exclusive hope of experiencing such potential would be through the raising of his consciousness. The idea that you can stop your fear or pain of being separated from your source by destroying other creations is absurd.

Death is a transmutable process through higher states of consciousness. Indeed there is life beyond, as well as independent of the body. What technology is involved in the workings of these miracles? Quite simply, it is a new state of consciousness. A new way of perceiving reality in a unified awareness instead of an ego awareness. Is that so much to ask for such benefits? Isn't that a meager expenditure for such treasures? There is a passage in the Christian Bible, which says. "In my father's house are many mansions if it were not so, I would have told you. I go to prepare a place for you. (John 14:2) I would like to share with you my understanding of this passage.

In the experience of all creations, are many levels of consciousness. These things are true whether you accept them as such or not. A reality is being prepared for you according to your individual soul constitution. I consider Jesus to have been a paragon of true passion. Anyone who looked upon him could witness the love of The Creator, expressed through his actions. He was a man who walked the talk and dreamt that others would see his example and follow it. The way to follow, as he stated repeatedly, is to go within to build riches and not fall victim to worshiping that which is temporal in nature.

I do not posit that the Bible or Christianity is the only effectual indoctrination available to humanity. I have elected to use some of the sayings of Jesus because I specifically resonate to his expressions. I do not necessarily perceive religion as an enemy of humanity, only the narrow mindedness of individual interpretations of such. I take heed to the admonition to study to show thyself approved.

The story you are about to read is a modest illustration, presented for you to pluck unpretentious morsels of practical wisdom from, to nibble on your journey toward self-discovery.

The time for an awakened humanity has arrived. No longer can we afford the comfort of slumber. We can neither remain ignorant to our legitimate identity or purpose, unwilling to take responsibility for our creations.

The game of forgetting, to support the illusion of separation has been mastered. It is time to go within to reclaim the endowments of the divine essence, animating every living being in existence. It is imperative that we pay attention to the prompting of the spirit, to remember before it is too late.

Have we been so caught up in the physical manifestations of our unknowing that we continue to ignore this still small voice that whispers to us, "the kingdom of knowledge is not above or below, but within?" As long as we follow another's truth we delude ourselves into thinking that we are no longer, responsible for the outcome of our choices. Our focus remains outward, condemning us to repeat instead of create. The spring that opens an understanding mind is known to many as imagination or creativeness. Are we not greatest in our individual expressions of this creativity?

"To Save Lucifer" is the product of my personal journey to discover the seemingly elusive truth, from the most reliable source available to humanity. I found The Holy Spirit, the promised comforter and voice of authority to be that source of wisdom.
Rose M.Hughes



"Attention please!" "Attention," bellowed the acutely ardent voice over the ship's intercommunications system. "Will the following ladies please report to Captain Aton's briefing quarters immediately?" I stood facing Catlain, holding my breath in anticipation as each name was proclaimed. I knew we had been entertaining the same thoughts. "Oh come on, hurry up!" Only our own names being heard could end the suspense. One singular aspect of the proceedings were crystal clear to us at this moment and that was the names booming over the message system were indeed highly favored amongst the lot of us. These few brave individuals were about to embark on the most pivotal assignment ever presented to the Council of "The Morning Star," during our entire history. Never had a recovery mission of such importance been imparted to such a young uninitiated assembly. The majority of the girls had yet to enter their third phase of tangibility. Does this confuse you? For reference, each phase of our tangibility consists of seven of your present years. In your terms, most of us were not quite twenty-one years old.

We listened attentively as each name was being announced. If I possessed a stomach in the physical sense, as you know it, I would most assuredly have experienced butterflies. This is aptly illustrated in the third dimensional expression "having your stomach tied in knots," I believe. The most difficult aspect of my discourse in rendering this profoundly submerged experience will have a great deal to do with conceptual interchange. Thus I must operate with the restricted proficiency of the intellectual prowess of the physical entity that my consciousness presently inhabits. A tremendous lesson will be revealed however, confirming reality to be much more fascinating than fiction. Believe it or not, there truly is no such thing as fiction. Many of my ideas will warrant further clarification before I proceed. Yet, I am confident there will be an occasional misunderstanding, regardless of how I try to streamline this communiqué.

Much of what is interwoven in this experience is heavily immersed in higher dimensional ideals. I find it emotionally draining, as well as intellectually cumbersome to translate these concepts into a third dimensional brain, yet will offer it my best attempt. It will be equally difficult for me to pull them out of the mind I currently possess. An attempt will be made to illustrate my encounters as a light body, in an easily understandable way, through correlation. The names of the individual players in this specific drama were given after their third dimensional embodiment. It would be perplexing to both of us, was I to switch between their esoteric and physical, therefore I will refer to everyone by their physically given names, with one exception; Captain Aton.

He never embodied into a corporeal construct, as you know it, at this particular time and this is his celestial appellation. Progressing into the story I will explain subtle body differences between a light body and the tangible form we later acquired. At best I can summarize thoughts and emotions in a manner that is analogous to your contemporary understanding. With the emphasis, that they are actually not comparable. However, I do not possess the vocabulary to relate the dissimilarities. Nevertheless, the divine essence will prevail by will of spirit.

Thought processes in the higher dimensions are supported by distinctive illusions, best illustrated as: The third dimensional reality construct is supported by illusions of duality, polarity, and separation through individual focuses. The fourth and fifth dimensions are supported by illusions of cooperation, unity, as well as expansion through servitude to the unit. Since I do not want to be personally responsible for the assassination of your ego self, we will not discuss the higher dimensions in this missive. The responsibility for this is left solely to the individual. Undoubtedly, many of you are currently questioning the expression; "support the illusion." It is favorable that you do this. It is through inquiry that resolution is achieved and only with perseverance will you reach your destinations. With this clarification in mind, I will recommence my account.

A thought slowly materialized within my consciousness; might there be a distinct possibility that I will be separated from Catlain? She was the best friend anyone could hope to share thier experience of being with. Obviously, this was an unacceptable thought for me to focus upon. We were inseparable and there best be no intention by anyone to alter this verity. Catlain and I were the closest that any two individuals could be without being fragmented. Fragmentation is a process by which entities involve themselves in multiple realities. Accomplished through lower frequency patterning, it is a way to experience simultaneous materiality. You can visualize this in your present paradigm as a hologram. When a hologram is shattered into smaller segments, each fragment comprises the complete volume of the aggregate. If a being of super consciousness were to fragment itself, each fragment would contain the entirety of that super consciousness, but in a diminutive proportion. It is conceivable that these minuscule fragments would discern themselves expelled somehow from the absolute. They might, additionally, deny their association as well as oppose any attempt to be reunited with the source from which they originated. In an emotional organism this would cause noteworthy distress to both the fragments and their source. The fragments might easily be engulfed by sensations of insignificance. Unfortunately a fragmented entity could never be complete until each particle was collectively harvested and subsequently reunited. Apparently, this pitfall was overlooked when the resolution to fragment was initially conceived. A struggle of seemingly infinite duration might result, before all fragmented aspects could be collected. Repudiation and ego (separation) identifications are powerful mechanisms.

I felt that Catlain and I must have been together for an infinite number of lifetimes, prior to this present incarnation. We were well apprised that there was much more to our composition than the form currently inhabited by our awareness. To us, the body was an artistic expression of our thought patterns. Anxiety toward death was absent because we knew that a change in these thought patterns or the expansion of consciousness might require the development of a new form in which to represent it.

Certainly Catlain would be chosen for this wonderfully mysterious mission. How could it be otherwise? She was entrancingly beautiful, both internally as well as superficially. Her thoughts were of the highest vibrations and her heart radiated the same beauty as her demeanor. As far as I was concerned, she would have been my initial preference for such a responsibility as this one. Listening attentively as the names were being announced, I stood expectant in a frozen moment of elevated anticipation. MYRNA, LISTA, ASBETH, and then...CATLAIN. My heart was pulsating with incredible intensity. If it didn't slow, it would certainly pound completely out of my chest. It was becoming increasingly difficult for me to hear above its desperate pounding. I heard them call; JEZERI, ENLIL, TWILLA and then LYLUTH. Like a rumbling thunderclap, exaltation surged through my body. I made it! A state of unbelievable exhilaration saturated my psyche as the realization swiftly established itself that both Catlain and I were chosen and we would certainly not be required to endure any manner of estrangement.

Such a measureless honor it was to have been selected out of the multitude of individuals, from an unimaginable number of civilizations volunteering for this remarkably dangerous mission. Overwhelmed with enthusiasm, I embraced my friend to participate in her joy, celebrating my own as well. A total of 17 attractive females had been selected for the assignment. Our fortune was comprehensive and Congratulations were being issued in abundance. From my personal viewpoint, the greatest part of all was that Catlain and I would remain united. This elevated my delight since I knew of no time, as far as I could remember, of her being outside of my experience.

We hastily made our way to the Captain's briefing area and searched for two open seats placed around the large oval table that filled the chamber in front of us. We had hoped to find seats close enough to ask questions of each other. As quietly as was feasible in such an ecstatic state, everyone else selected their seats. All were glancing around to see if we could spot others close in vibration to ourselves. "Have you heard anything in reference to what we'll be doing?" I asked the girl to my right. "Negative," she declared. "They have not divulged any of the details yet." "I presumed, since you are so intimate with the captain, you would possess more information than the rest of us, Lyluth." "Don't you?" She raised her eyebrows and leaned forward as if to procure some quietly whispered secret that I alone held sanction to. "I do not know any more about this assignment than anyone else." I protested.

I leaned nearer to Catlain and asked: " What about you, do you have any insight into the project?" Unfortunately, she had not harvested any details either. All technicalities were completely obscure to everyone at the moment. Suspense was overwhelming. As we excitedly chatted on... the room became replete with the reverberations of babbling females. Perhaps the others were petitioning their nearest associate exactly as I had. Excitement was mounting by the minute. Unbelievable... we were about to attempt the rescue of an entire planetary system!

A blanket of silence immediately engulfed the gathered associates. All sat erect and at attention as Captain Aton entered the room and all eyes were focused upon him, particularly mine. Virtually everyone on the ship surmised that much more than a transient fascination existed between the captain and myself. He was like part of my family, since he had been associated with it for an interminable time. Although I did not determine him to be physically attractive, no matter how arduously I tried; I honestly could not mollify my preoccupation with him. Not that this was of any concern to me but Aton was much older than I, firmly into in his fifth phase as a matter of fact. However... when proximal to me, I was able to resonate to his vibration as if he registered a magnetic influence over me. No need in denying reality, I was completely enthralled by his wisdom and more than enchanted with his mysterious allure. How effortless it would be for me to become obsessed with his companionship engaged with the sensations of a physical body. I thoroughly understood how it would be an incessant struggle for me to subdue my yearnings to experience an erotic moment with him in the flesh. Of course I can only express this with hindsight of the human condition.

In the civilization that we are from, there are no complications with expressing our sexuality. The manner, in which this is accomplished however, is very different from what you might envision. Our experience of making love is similar to coalescence or harmonization of compatible essences that create an exquisitely choreographed dance of spirit. How I longed to experience a transcendent relationship with Aton. My conception of what that would entail was more enthralling than the actuality of my experience, so far unfortunately. It was painfully apparent that he was not going to permit me to procure any manner of boundless intimacy with him. What I couldn't fathom was why he would not permit such a pleasurable transaction to occur. In my visualizations there were moments when I thought that he would reach out and absorb me. Drawing me firmly against his luminous form, he would kiss me with the entirety of his fervor. It had yet to transpire in my experience thus far but I found myself fantasizing, what would it require to compel him to want my companionship in the manner that I coveted his? My body pulsated with a blissful incandescence, as I envisioned a titillating moment between the two of us. Dissolving so completely into the fantasy, I lost track of where I was and what I was supposed to be doing. That was until I felt an unmistakable thrust in my side. Of course, it was none other than my beloved Catlain, intruding on my reverie. "Wake up, precious." "Have you found yourself absorbed in the realms of fantasy?" she whispered softly into my ear.

Her voice resembled a seraphic melody, not surprisingly, as I unquestionably adored everything about her. She was remarkably sensitive in her completeness. "Oh, must have been." I responded. My entire body felt like it was beaming, formulating a sensation of internal heat from the incident. Aton was positioned directly in front of me. I could glimpse him from across the table smiling. His smile was captivatingly cordial while his eyes exhibited a glimmer of consummate aptitude. He had such a juvenile countenance at times though. I discerned such to be one of the multitudes of attributes that inspired my veneration of him.

"I have assembled each of you charming ladies, to summarize the assignment that you are about to participate." His voice was authoritative and beguiling to me at the same time, as I watched him formulate each and every word. To express, that I was a captive audience would be an understatement. " I'm confident that you are aware of why you are amongst this distinguished assembly." "You are to be responsible for executing our objective, obviously, but each one of you has been specifically selected for many reasons." Scarcely taking a breath between his deliberations, he forged onward with his oration to the troops. "Your attractiveness, combined with dedicated desire to be of service to the Council, is the reason for our choice. You will participate in one of the most grandiose operations ever to be presented to The Intergalactic Federation of Planets. This mission will most assuredly involve a multitude of adventures, as well as perils for each of you.

Speaking, while walking around the perimeter of the room, he paused to hand each of us a magnetically encoded data containment file disk. To your understanding, this could be comparable to a digital dossier. Each individual's dossier consisted of comprehensive information of great value. They included an abundance of data down to the most infinitesimal detail pertaining to every facet of the adversary we would soon encounter. Aton explained to us that our primary directive would be to permeate the mind-manipulating males of the Command Control Corps. These power-motivated entities had established themselves on the planet known as Lucifer. Many discussions relating to this particular planet had infiltrated our conversations of late. They consisted of appalling accounts of recent occurrences transpiring on Lucifer. Substantial amounts of the communicated information and distress calls we were receiving came from individuals upon the surface. It appeared that the Command Control Corps was grievously implicated in an inordinate amount of transgressions against numerous cosmic edicts. They had been permitted to conduct themselves in such a mien for a considerable duration. Normally there would be no interference no matter such exorbitant violations. By immutable mandate, the cosmos contain counter balances in which non-observances are adjudicated. One such decree is what you presently discern as the principle of Karma. Appropriate to the nature of the third dimensional construct, is the illusion that Karma is somehow deferred. Conceivably, the time/space warp is somehow protracting this misunderstanding. Since there is a distortion in the linear perception of time/space, this law is not immediately actuated. This anomaly established a perceived time delay, supporting the supposition by those in the third dimensions, that there are neither universal laws nor literal penalties for breaking them.

The Luciferian Command had certainly broken one of the most prominently esteemed and sacred of these laws when they decided to interfere with the free will experiments. This particular statute explicitly states:

"No assembly or individual entity shall ever impede another assembly or individual entity's sovereignty or function of free will, on any system participating in the free will experiment. Furthermore, there shall be no intervention or interference from the higher dimensional realms without expressed sanction and supplication of one hundred and forty four thousand souls." (This particular enumerate, deals with sacred geometry, a higher frequency construct that I shall not decipher at this time) "Any infraction of the foregoing statute shall be punished by means of self annihilation. I'm certain you are speculating, "What specifically is implied by self annihilation?" I listened attentively as Aton continued speaking, discovering that there would be numerous phases to this recovery effort. We were to dissolve into this uniquely enigmatic society by masquerading as medical students. This would be a complicated task and would involve our committing to a comprehensive transformational procedure. Each of us would be furnished a digitally encrypted identification grid card; pre encoded with a profusion of falsified information pertaining to the recently fabricated us. These cards would facilitate access into highly secured areas within Central Command's compound. Once inside this so-called impenetrable fortress, our responsibility was to commit to memory the methodology by which the Luciferian public was manipulated into relinquishment of their individual wills. Why, exactly, did they turn themselves over to the corruption of an authoritarian aristocracy by surrendering their ability to exercise freedom of choice? Their minds could effortlessly be reprogrammed to do the bidding of these power inspired control wizards now. They would promptly become thoughtless slaves, whose compelled proclivity was to sustain the resolve of the almighty Command Control Corps at all cost.

Other constituents of the United Federation of Planets were striving diligently to locate as many individuals that desired to abandon the planet, as possible. This was being accomplished through a monumental imprinting procedure. It would appear to the entities on the planet's surface that this was an exceedingly drawn out undertaking. However, they were oblivious to the hierarchical negotiations that transpire preceding such procedures, prior to their initiation. It was not credible for us to simply overrule the activities of any given civilization. As a precaution, several ethereal maneuvers had to be administered by various intelligences, in order not to distress the corporeality structure of the Luciferians. An impulsive paradigm shift is remarkably deleterious to the emotional body and paralyzing to the soul of the experiencer. This is caused by the impediment of natural progression, inherent to the genetic programming of the organism. Evolution of both the form and the consciousness of an entity are initialized to support the group mind set. A spontaneous paradigm shift takes place when one hundred forty four thousand individuals procure enlightenment or augment the prevailing mind set. Whenever there is any interference by an alien instrument, the potentiality for rejection is inordinately high, perhaps you can relate this to the rejection of an organ transplanted into an individual whose tissue structure was not completely compatible. This consequence is understandably disheartening when causing the opportunity for change to be squandered. If the evacuation procedures were to be effective these feats would require mercifulness as well as unwavering diligence. Once transported from the planet, the subsequent phase would be relocating the denizen to a temporary system that could conceivably sustain a parallel construct until a new retreat could be established for them. Many facets were involved with this assignment.

Although Lucifer had its allotment of problems, it possessed a critically required yet extraordinary substance called Moldavite. Moldavite has an extensive number of applications. Among its properties is an ostensibly supernatural constitution. It is appropriate that these elements remain undisclosed at this time also. Often known as one of the most habitually solicited commodities ever, this element was entombed deep within Lucifer's bowels. If the inner cities had not been terra formed, there would have been little likelihood of carbon-based life forms being able to sustain themselves within the planet's brutally unforgivable atmosphere. Though, the general populous had no concept of its universal appeal, the Command Control Corps understood that they possessed one of the most opulent assets to be discovered anywhere.

Its significance to us was that it was an essential component in repairing the damage inflicted to our orbitron, the apparatus responsible for a number of functions upon our ship. Mainly, it assisted the propulsion system and was highly instrumental in supporting our stealthing capability. This is the ability to remain in orbit within a planet's atmosphere without detection or observation. It happened while we were transporting a modest band of entities, in protective detention, to the Orion system, at the adjuration of the Syrian Council. They somehow managed to escape from their quarters and commenced to initiate an all out offensive by raining unequivocal havoc on the ship's propulsion and stealth equipment. Moldavite was an imperative ingredient in the attainment of a number of eclectic enterprises. It operates as a storage element for a specific convergence of energies. These creatures managed to obliterate the ship's' entire reserve. Once these lunatics managed to secure impoundment of the crystals, their dissenting energy was transmitted into the stones, which caused them to be of no use to us in our intended applications. Prior to this, I had never witnessed that particular behavior patern. I observed the incident as be a considerably interesting tribulation. However, it left us deficient in the quantity of Moldavite needed to sustain the stealthing orbitron at least for the duration necessary for this particular objective to be effective. Whilst Moldavite had been confirmed to exist on other planetary bodies, none existed within this specific quadrant of space/time. The actions of these entities were comparable to an apprehensive beast, fearful of its abductor. We, however, were considerably distant from what could be appraised as abductors and explaining our position to entities functioning with such a paltry degree of vibrational understanding, would be a fairly onerous undertaking. It was decided, since the damage had been done, we would be tolerant of their dramatics by permitting them to act out their fears. They could push through them without us interfering in their existing belief configuration.

The Command Control Corps were certainly secretive about the locale of the Moldavite mines. Another of our directives would be to solicit this information by employing one of the most unpretentious techniques that we are aware of. That, my friend, would be through the utilization of a most powerful weapon known as seduction. The predominant focus of the mission is to compel our "targeted" element of the high Command, to fall in love. Hopefully manipulating them into apportioning the required information that we are in pursuit of. This would also afford us the opportunity to clandestinely liberate the inhabitants of the planet as well as retrieve the critically required minerals. Aton's voice took on a lugubrious timbre as he revealed these men as being inordinately insidious with a remarkably heinous resolve. Evil was a peculiar subject matter for us to consolidate into our comprehension. Under no circumstances were we ever to presume that what these men disclose to us is valid. They were amazingly cunning masters of subterfuge. The atmosphere of the planet Lucifer would be enormously exacting on our tangible construct. We realized that these consequences would cause difficulties in our adaptation, foreshadowed prominently by Lucifer's intemperate density layer. Independently, we would experience a significant transmutation procedure in which introductory composition inoculations would be administered to generate a more tolerable transition. A complex mechanism of cellular, as well as material reorganization would be required preceding the assimilation of our quintessence into the Luciferian body that was to be abdicated.

This operation is being consolidated into your contemporary understanding by what is known as a walk in. The process is one in which the consciousness of one individual agrees to withdraw from the body, capitulating to the consciousness of another, allowing it to penetrate it's estate. This is accomplished to facilitate the procession of the new inhabitant; to consummate it's objective and tenure. This process should not be misconstrued as possession; nevertheless it is comparable to an insignificant degree. Possession is established when an essence of base frequency patterning assails the body without the concurrence of the standard proprietor of that body. The customary intrusion is stimulated primarily to inhibit development of the principal essence of that entity by sustaining its vehicle to enact the complete orientation of its deformities.

Lucifer was cultivating an unparalleled, technologically influenced society. Unfortunately it was deficient in an ethereal counterbalance in which to direct its proficiency towards practical evolutionary development. They were equally adept at spawning staggering amounts of toxins into their environment, as generating innovative technologies. Toxins are merely the consequence of imbalance within a structure. We would, by necessity, undergo preparations to modulate our vibrational patterns by lowering our degree of awareness significantly, assuring our sojourn on the surface in our newly acquired bodies a success. A total of seventeen officers comprised the Command Control Corps, thus the rationality behind seventeen women being selected for the assignment. Each woman would be assigned exclusively to one of these officers as our personalized paramour so to speak.

A completely repulsive consideration infiltrated my thoughts. There were an unknowable number of physical compositions within the Universe. Occasionally they were not ascetically pleasant to look upon. Some of them are thought projections of a significantly distorted awareness. Leaning forward, slightly tilting my head down toward her lap, I soberly whispered to Catlain, "What if these guys are facsimiles of those lizards on Dracon. Or perhaps the insectoid beings of Sargas?" "I suppose we will have to tough it out and cultivate the notion of being lizard aficionados for an interim," she snickered. You surely understand that it is essential periodically to effect what you must for the benefit of the unit." Marvelous, that wasn't precisely what I wanted to hear. Her resolution was considerably distant from her normally comforting response that I found myself yearning for.

Aton requested us to expose our DCF disks. Inside, we would discover a holographic likeness of our specific targeted officer. I gazed at Catlain scrunching my nose and retaining my breath. Hastily breaching the encasement, I unveiled an absolutely awe-inspiring image. Obviously, I was not alone in such a supposition either. Permeating the entire chamber were profound gasps, oohs and ahs coming forth from each female in the assembly. We commenced to suspect our ocular functioning; assuredly our eyes were playing deception with us. Perhaps this assignment wasn't going to be such a formidable duty after all. "Wow! I could effortlessly learn to appreciate this responsibility," I ejaculated without realizing that everyone in the room had heard my effusion. "Fortunate for you snapped Aton; "your existence as well as many others, possibly depend upon it." Evidently I employed my mouth antecedent to a proper contemplation of my aphorism. Perhaps my outburst wounded Aton's peculiar psyche. How would I be able to ascertain such a thing? Aton was notably complicated and I established myself to be too conscientiously immersed emotionally to understand how to discern him properly. Trying desperately to worm my way out of my predicament, I submitted an imprudent explication. "Well Captain, my radical astonishment was due to not being significantly prepared to discover that the Luciferians were so visually appealing." " One would instinctively consider these entities to possess an immoderately dross character, circumscribed by such ultimate levels of copious negativity."

I knew that Aton was not impressed with my impotent exertion. He was completely aware that it was nothing more than a distressed attempt at justification, but I was compelled to explain myself. These men were so unimaginably resplendent that it took a Herculean effort to take our eyes off of them. Amazingly lofty in stature, they stood somewhere between seven and a half, to eight feet tall. I have seen some physically proportionate physiques before but they were bequeathed a remarkable measure of muscle magnitude from their maker. Deep and beautifully toned, the bronze colored complexion of these men was unquestionably flawless. Their onyx black hair hung interminably, flowing over their magnificently massive shoulders. Possessing the most penetrating cobalt eyes that any of us had ever encountered, along with the remainder of the packaging made these men appear as overlords of the physical form. It was paradoxical how someone so apparently handsome on the exterior could be so distorted internally? There was an ostensible discrepancy in such a paradox. Whatever it was would directly be disclosed by each of us on a genuinely intimate level. Our erudition would soon be augmented, first hand. Motionless, I sat transfixed by my target, Commander Lasiter. "What!" I thought, "Commander, why should I, of all people be chosen for this particular target? Why not Catlain? After all, shouldn't the most striking among us be endowed with the position of seducing the Commander? "There must undoubtedly be a mistake and I would certainly address Aton, so he could straighten this out. But, then again, this guy was definitely a knockout.

Examining the information in my dossier, I commenced to familiarize myself with this Lasiter persona and his Corps of cosmic enrapturers. They had a reputation for being unforgiving and inflexible to anyone they approached. Accounts of how they voyaged to primitive planets, menacing the inhabitants with a gray vapor, were legend. Once the atmosphere had been penetrated, this vapor fog would engulf the beings with an uncontrollably paralyzing trepidation. The Luciferian Command would stalk their victims via their ships, spraying the fear fog behind them, guaranteeing themselves to appear as grotesque monstrosities projected into the minds of their prey. The motivations behind these acts were to create complete and incapacitating terror. Concentrated cerebral capabilities supplementary to their technical genius assisted their proficiency in accomplishing this feat. Digging deep within the consciousness of their victims enabled them to seize absolute domination over their bodily functions as well as their individual wills. Although entangled, the quarry would manage to retain an infinitesimal degree of awareness. They maintained the capability to physically feel and experience what was happening to them. Unfortunately, with their free will pulverized they could do nothing to prevent or resist the directives dispensed to them to execute. Basically, they were little more than genetic robots until their life interval was exhausted. The term for this particular maneuver was designated, "mind locking", corresponding to what you refer to as brainwashing. This is appropriately legitimate, as its ancestry was originated in such enterprise. It was through the vehicle of fear that they were capable of executing such offenses.

I caught myself flipping back to the holographic effigy of Mr. Lasiter, preoccupied by those extraordinary cobalt blue eyes. I had the sensation of being evoked to penetrate their forbidden precinct. Starved to voyage inward... beyond that only their mystery could satisfy my insatiable hunger to experience what they retained concealed from all others. An explosion of laughter broke out amongst the girls, aimed openly at me of course. Unavailing, were any attempts for me to camouflage my embarrassment. I responded to the captain's encroachment with a candy coated assuage in my expression. "Oh, I'm exceedingly apologetic sir" Sir? Everyone's ears perked at hearing such a statement tumble out of my mouth. "The captivating puissance our targets exhibit within their eyes, is irresistible," I rationalized with profound sincerity. "Exactly," he countered, "and it has precipitated the destruction and amnesia of many." The exigency in his speaking became remarkably prominent as he further apprised; "You must be tremendously circumspect in your scrutiny of these individuals." "I can not emphasize this factor enough." "The fact is that you are all so inexperienced and credulous in your expectation of the impediments associated to lesser frequency perception." "You are promptly to become a subversion, in an environment that you have no understanding of the psychology or postulate of the species.'

Aton developed a reasonably tangential mien while he was on a roll. 'You will be subjected to deportment and performances that you are unable to envisage from your current field of reference." "None of you have experienced a previous encounter such as this one is guaranteed to produce." "Complicated additionally by the degree of density and negativity levels that you will be subjected to, once you depart this ship." "You will be on your own, consummately alone within yourself to sustain your objective. The Luciferians maintain a profusion of technology that we possess a diminutive understanding of. We have brief necessity for gadgetry to execute what we have assimilated through our elevated amplitude of consciousness. This is one of the reasons that you are being dispatched. With your charisma, attractiveness, and poise, you will be proficient at penetrating the fused, obdurate core of the Luciferian Command. In doing this, you create the potentiality to retrieve more than essential information."

If the mission were to be productive, it was imperative to compel the C.C.C. to share fragments of their knowledge with us. There were a sufficient quantity of us, that modest measures of details could collectively be put together, constituting an ecumenical representation of what we were dealing with. Of paramount importance, would be for us to bring to light the essence of their mind-altering methodology. How were they influencing the denizen to participate in the peculiar research they were executing? Furthermore, how were they extricating their emancipated will, to establish a regulated, robotics class proletariat? These were merely superficial segments of the multitude of inquiries that we would be required to scrutinize. Each maneuver, at every moment would require subtle precision in its execution. These men were not obtuse by anyone's standards. Possessing a remarkably high intellect was only one of their manifold endowments. Although functioning with a severe handicap, it was imperative that we remain acutely aware. This was like attempting to maneuver with your feet shackled. Some of the fifth phase personnel had previously reduced their vibrational fields in order to function on diverse systems. We were perpetually reminded that it was no facile accomplishment either. Additional to being physically uncomfortable, we were instructed that it was overwhelming to an essence to be immersed in this level of density for extended periods of duration.

Aton proceeded with his oration; "You are about to penetrate one of the most dense vibrational fields we have encountered. I can tell you from experience, you aren't going to be delighted by the alteration process. It is feasible that a derogatory effect on your tangible form might occur. Some of you may become moderately afflicted by this procedure but it is obviously difficult to legitimately assert how you might be affected, individually. Each of you will have a distinctive experience from another. Please be assured that we are working ceaselessly to make this conversion as acceptable for you as possible. I am confident that a significant amount of the information you will be bringing back with you will be valuable to projected operations as well as the prevailing one. What you are executing will be instrumental in the prevention of premature transitioning of UN-evolved souls from their physical bodies. Some of you will relinquish your own Luciferian vehicle for this objective, but you will execute this with ample realization from your current perspective. Once embodied in this third dimensional density however, you will perceive this incident in a completely different manner. If you are precipitated to transit from the body before your amalgamation process is established, you will experience dissolution. No longer enlightened of your ethereal disposition, you will be associated totally to the form, forgetting your true identity. Unfortunately, those that populate the planet are presently being granted insufficient option in what befalls them or their home, but this is not the case with any of you."

Aton frequently appeared aloof to those in proximity to him. Often, he was abundantly solemn about circumstances he could otherwise have endorsed with insouciant receptivity. It was my impression that he was unreasonably apprehensive. His head burdened by epistemologies that I assumed to retain no consequential function other than to thoroughly clutter his sanity. I longed to share my fun loving notion of animation with him. An existence saturated with delight, laughter, and anticipation. There were instances when we were socializing that I observed him transitorily disengage the obstructions he so passionately erected to keep from feeling. Perhaps he was under the impression that he would appear exposed if he were to reveal his emotional periphery. Aton preserved his remoteness by not involving himself in poignant physical contact. Considerable emphasis in his rearing was focused on the attainment of intellectual character.

As I listened to Aton delineate our assignment, I could detect profound commiseration and distress in his expression. Occasionally I apprehended a nuance of contrition within his conveyance. Each pronouncement he ejected were integral words to enhance our security. Aton seemed much like a progenitor or sibling to me when he was involved in indoctrination exercises and all I wanted was for him to succor and watch over me. The contemplation of a tactile encounter seemed incomprehensible to me at these times. However... more frequent were the moments I desired nothing more than for him to disintegrate into my recesses, absorbing me, so rigidly constrict against him that I could scarcely breathe. This illusory liaison instigated my most beloved of fantasies. What unparalleled entertainment for me! Of course this was a presentation habitually performed without restrained liberties, in my mind alone. I played out this role so frequently, as a matter of fact, that I concluded I had mastered the part. Although deeply aggrieved, I acknowledged that this would never be more than a fantasy for me. Aton could not perceive all that I would eagerly and generously impart to him. So real were my imaginings, that it was difficult for me to distinguish them as being independent of actuality. Perhaps going abroad would be beneficial, affording me the opportunity to transfer my focus from this uneventful romance. My desires were beginning to develop into recalcitrant activities as my mind wondered off to all manner of places, affecting a wide variety of circumstances. It appeared that I was manifestly out, more than I was in. Not that I wasn't experiencing a majestic epoch while I was out, but my fabrications were particularly rapturous in my mind, more so than in reality. A masterful architect of the moment, was I not? Time streaked onward as we contemplated Aton's penetrating orientation. It was rapidly growing late as distinct evidence indicated a languorous demeanor amongst the assembly. Prevailing any of the present concerns, were the impending requirements for nourishment.

Aton was proficient at perceiving much more than rudimentary body language. Instructing us to review the information contained within our dossiers completely, was the commencement of his prolonged descent towards disbursement of the troops. We were not to exclude any component whatsoever. His principal intent adeptly emphasized, we had to identify with these men, as well the entire Luciferian civilization, beyond what we presumed were our capabilities. Questioning if there were any among us that didn't consider themselves competent to execute or conclude this assignment, an immediate indication was appropriate. Everyone reflected about the chamber, inspecting each other's conduct to be deficient of any allusion resembling retraction. Not one solitary individual modified their decision to facilitate. Now would have been a splendid opportunity to abdicate politely, although, at this point our excitement was such that we could scarcely verbalize such an urge. 'If there are no considerations that demand immediate regard, you are permitted direct adjournment. I do request that each of you proceed to the Health & Wellness Division to commence with the adoption of your structural inoculations. These are designed fundamentally to facilitate the restructuring of your current vibrational field. Hopefully, they will support your adaptation of lower frequency patterns, as this is a significant initialization phase. I would also like to arrange a meeting with each of you specifically, to address the more pertinent minutiae of this objective." The captain pointed to a register on the wall, which identified the names and times designated for each girl to meet with him. Promptly, the chamber became saturated with the prattle of seventeen exceedingly ecstatic women, oblivious that Aton had fashioned his withdrawal.



When man's understanding appropriates the impression he is no longer competent to dramatize constructive transformation in himself or his environment, he is reminded of his fall from a loftier comprehension. He repeatedly attracts that which he is frightened of so he can confront it head on instead of burring it, merely to have it subsequently resurrect. He will inevitably be buried along with his apprehensions or he will ascend to superior zeniths. Abandoning his exhausted and unproductive shell he soars abroad, a new and enlightened being.

I would venture to suspect this saga is becoming moderately familiar to the reader, as this is comparable to our contemporary position in mans development. A miraculous evolution of consciousness is about to
ensue. Do you remember who you are yet? Have your dreams been disclosing particular insinuations of late? Do the events in this publication seem mysteriously familiar? What of societies present propensities, are
they parallel to the happenings on Lucifer? What about the accounts of the Lucifer entity, that are transcribed in antiquated texts? It would appear that much of what has been recorded is metaphorical in character,
primarily in relation to the fall of man. Do we remain motivated by fear, creating subsequent negativity that will require dramatization in some prospective epoch? If you think not put yourself in the position of those
who were being evacuated from Lucifer. What if you were informed today that there were definitely beings from another galaxy, dissimilar to human beings, perhaps they bear an insect appearance or possibly reptilian, waiting to whisk you away to sanctuary? Their message, your own governments, rulers and clergy have and persist in making bondservants of all of you? What if they revealed that your world was shortly to
be subjugated by the exact covetousness, enmity and appetite for domination of those soliciting your enslavement? These specific performances are influencing the rogue fugitive Lucifer, back into Earth's
proximity, to face her greatest trepidation again. It has been communicated frequently if one only cared to heed the message. Lucifer will directly reappear. How catastrophic this return will be is contingent
upon our degree of realization as well as the judgments we are holding firm to. If these extraterrestrials informed you that they had certainly been observing you interminably, recognizing this day would approach, and they were your exclusive promise of survival, would you believe it? Would you go with them or would you be consumed with fear, supposing their genuine intention might conceivably be a gourmet meal with gullible human as the main course?

Over one hundred years ago a master visionary named H.G. Wells illustrated a thought provoking tale with a riveting commencement as follows: “No one would have believed, in the last years of the nineteenth century, that human affairs were being watched keenly and closely by intelligence's greater than man's and yet as mortal as his own; that as men busied themselves about their affairs they were scrutinized and studied, perhaps almost as narrowly as a man with a microscope might scrutinize the transient creatures that swarm and multiply in a drop of water...” (War of the Worlds).

Consistently our disposition has been to maintain firmly what we have established as our reality structure. We discount or discredit anything that threatens our preprogrammed paradigm. What might have been a
remote fantasy not so long ago is rapidly becoming a potentiality, shortly to be an outright probability. The “War of the Worlds” was fought with words and dramatized on the screen. However, the war in the heavens
rages on and by no means has it been resolved. A thought that would be beneficial to entertain would be the following… If there were to be a war involving those who dwell within the heavens, and those that dwell
beneath the Earth, where would that leave you? The question that needs answered is . . . where is your allegiance? This is no query into what you perceive to be virtuous or evil. The challenge is whether you remain bound by your illusions and fears, or do you become liberated from them? Undoubtedly you have heard that one cannot serve two masters. Do you desire to sojourn anchored and confined to this third dimensional drama? Have you begun to perceive the authenticity of your identity yet? Perhaps you will soon be enlightened to your ability to spiral gloriously into the kingdom of the spirit.

There are innumerable locations for someone to acquire validation. Truth is consistently and generously accessible to all those who seek it with an unveiled perspective, an understanding essence and an
unobstructed vision. It has always been plentiful in its’ availability. Never has it been submitted exclusive to a preferred establishment to meet out, as they deem appropriate. It is imparted or revealed to each
individual in the measure that they are capable of digesting or assimilating. Established in every culture and every race as an intrinsic resource. Truth is widely available to every being, terrestrial or otherwise. Such a tragedy for humanity that we persist in being intolerant and closed minded in our personal interpretations of truth. Our own conduct sequesters us from witnessing expansive realities. Believe it or not some people presume that if spiritual awakening were not supervised or restricted, our society would not continue as we recognize it today. They reject that a variation would inspire an environment supported by unification, an environment that would be attainable only through Universal cooperation. When we fathom our coalition to all existence, the proverbial veil will be lifted. Independence to experience transcendent relationships with otherworldly beings can eventuate when we relinquish our petty prejudices and fears of each other. In reality these are mere symptoms of the fear we possess of ourselves.... our own capabilities or lack thereof. We do not recognize who we are, what we are, who we have been, or what our potential status is. Fairly frightening is the significance when you contemplate the implications. Most individuals are mindful of what they are capable of on the downside. How many are aware of the tremendous heights they could attain if they ceased squandering opportunities? Are we infinitely sentenced to recapitulate our mistakes? How long must we remain entangled in the blame game? I don't know about you but I am fatigued by this particular production. It has been duplicated to the point of exhaustion by too numerously redundant sequels. Apparently I confused myself for a performer in the many previous dramatizations I have experienced. Upon supplementary examination I have established an obvious resolution. I am the author of this performance, as well as those to come.

Has my story freed a repressed memory within your being? Do you wonder if it is true? Perhaps it is merely the work of a vivid imagination. If you believe so, can you reveal the source from which imagination comes from? Why are you so swift to disparage the contents of your imagination or your dreams? Perhaps you will be among the enumerate of souls who is able to glimpse the verity of my tale. If so, I applaud you as you set out to claim your birthright. May you journey in joy. THIS IS YOUR TRIGGER!

Good luck in the exploration, all of you who would courageously leap into the unknown. Always, it has been the fearless few whose efforts free those entangled in the illusion of uncertainty. Pay attention! Mankind
is soon to make a leap from third dimensional awareness to fourth. Forms change according to their consciousness. They yield to the enlightenment of the individual. Modifications are often subtle but appreciable to those who desire to experience this majestic evolution. Are you grateful for the uniqueness of individual expression or are you fearful of change? Perhaps you would be interested in becoming part of a much larger family? A family where differences are as distinguished as the mind is capable of imagining?

Examine the self thoroughly before you can understand another. Rehabilitate yourself and you will heal others. Seek to know who you are then you will readily recognize others. Learn how to truly love and you
will find love everywhere, within others. Establish the reality that no life exists without unity and you will experience the most magical moment you have ever known. You do not need to affirm everything that has
been transliterated in these pages. This is my personal truth. I share it with you as confirmation that you can remember these events yourself.

Man only recreates what he supposes himself capable of achieving. He seldom, if ever, endeavors to accomplish what he considers to be impossible. Once he realizes something is within his reach, he reaches
for it. It is preferable to heed the small voice within yourself to discern if something is harmonious to your particular digestive tract. If you determine anything unpalatable with this narration, don't swallow it merely because I directed you to do so. My petition is . . . before you spit any of it out without further examination; confirm its detriment to your paradigm. If you can verify that my recall is illegitimate, please feel free to inform me thusly. I have done my best not to eclipse the substance of this account with the perspective of my present personality. This task has certainly demonstrated itself to be a monumental encounter, to say the least. Unquestionably, it is apparent that my awareness exceeds my intellect considerably. I would venture to suspect this is because I have chosen to embrace a modest existence in this present lifetime. Technology has its advantages. It has provided me with a subtle means to communicate my truth, by way of transcribed expression. Enlightenment is a physical experience that cannot be allocated. It is payment for those who diligently aspire to receive their inheritance. Remember who you are, it is your birthright, affirm it.

Anticipating your arrival, I find myself remarkably homesick. Although exceptionally delayed, I have amassed some phenomenal suggestions for a monumental homecoming celebration. Can you possibly imagine that?
Not to mention, I am notably curious regarding what transpired between us. Do you remember, in your quarters that final evening we spent engrossed in each other’s presence on the ship?

By no means is this merely an epilogue. It is, however, a subsequent genesis.

Final Note: taken from the Talmud of Immanuel

There is no eye equal to wisdom
No darkness equal to ignorance
No power equal to the power of spirit and No terror equal to the poverty of consciousness.
There is no higher happiness than wisdom No better friend than knowledge and No other savior than the power of spirit.

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  2. Thanks, sfauthor for the URL. I've read small parts of 'Bhagavad Gita' on Scribd before when I wasn't fully recovered from Christianity and Messianic Judaism. With re-reading some excerpts now, I felt I could connect to it more naturally. appreciate your kindness!