Good Intentions

The thing that struck me most in the, "Day After Roswell" talk given by Phil Corso Jr. is his statement that the military are having problems with Time Travel because they lack 'good pilots'. He said you cannot go messing about in the past or the future, you have to have a good reason to go backwards or forwards in time, and that is why the little clones are being sent back and not human beings.

Did they create the clones to bye-pass this universal law?
It looks like it.
Are they messing up their time-line by doing this?
I would say so.

In the simplest language you have the key to 'the future', and to your own future: Good intentions. Apply the same logic to your own life. If you live by the harmonic law of good intentions you create a special oasis in the midst of chaos.

I noticed people ask the same questions of Astrology as they do of their religions: Will I be a success... will the mission succeed... will I get what I want? And I am saying: It's irrelevant. It is not what Astrology or spiritual guidance was originally used for. This is like taking a screwdriver and trying to use it as a hammer. The wrong use of a tool can be as damaging as having no tool to complete the work.

Our world, the minds of human beings, became completely personalised. The me became the center of existence for the human race. When they eventually figured out that the earth revolves around the sun, they forgot to mention that the me also revolves around the sun... All over the planet you have me-conflicts of interest in which life, the planet, the sun, the solar system and the galaxy all revolve around the me.

Beginning in 2007 all that is going to change, and how you respond to those changes will alter the future. I emphasise the law of 'good-intentions' as an inner force that can change the future of all human beings on this earth. The rules are simple.

When you live for the me and what it wants, you betray your own integrity to manifest these wants. As a result you deceive people, you lie, you cheat and you manipulate just to get what 'I want' - which means you are essentially destroying the future. So, what you have left is a totally damaged environment, a total lack of trust, division, probably conflict and a lack of some essential truth that was lost along the way.

How do you navigate the times ahead?

You navigate using the signs you were given at birth. The stars to navigate are bright enough for you to see in any weather. Those stars are positioned to guide us though good times and through difficult times. Those stars are goodness, honesty, integrity, courage, truth, humanity... and love is the pole star around which this whole concept of life revolves. Using those tools for navigation wisely you come to the basic skill of 'good intentions' and that is very important for people to understand now in their lives.

When Phil Corso Jr. talked about time travel and the basic ground rule of having to have a good reason to go backwards or forwards in time... Well, I apply that consideration to all our lives on this planet and beyond this existence. It certainly would seem to be the case that a society that develops good navigation skills will survive, and a society that develops bad navigation skills probably will not survive. Obviously, personal struggles of I want, division, greed and opposition, wars, fighting, people deceiving each other will create such conflict that the society has no future.

I would imagine that we all have to find a good reason for being here and stay true to that essential plan, because it is a plan and we are all a part of it. That brings us back to the concept that we are born on earth, not as the me around which all life revolves, but as part of that plan. The plan is essentially one of goodness. There you have it right there! The tools of navigation. Navigate in a sea of goodness.

You have to apply the same skills when people around you are failing to live by the simplest universal laws. Maybe you are hurt by the selfish actions of those around you? Maybe people do not respect the most basic laws of human co-operation? It does not matter what everyone else around you is doing! All that matters to you is what you are doing.

It is possible that all the negative behaviour gets swallowed by some future black hole. That they get composted by the Islands of Darkness that are manifesting in order to break down the decaying matter. If you know dark times are ahead, do you join them? Maybe it is a test! Maybe the test is not to join the negativity, but to move on and create a good future using your skills of navigation. The whole Remote Viewing GPS system is in the heart. It is from the heart that you navigate through all kinds of weather and situations.

Yes, it does help if you are aware of this and make a conscious decision to be a 'good pilot'. It helps even more when you live according to those principles and you apply those good intentions in your life. That does not mean you let people walk all over you. It means that you do not live the barbaric life those around you live. Because if this was a good world, we would not have wars. We would not have conflicts. We would find sane ways to balance our differences. We would apply those sane ways in our daily lives.

As I said: Good intentions. Navigate with the heart. Trust the pole star. It's all there. You just have to use it, apply it and live it for the brightness of the diamond to light up your life.

It does not matter if you once forgot who you are. All that really matters is that you remember who you are and you apply the essence of your own power of light intensity to be a light unto others in times of 'darkness'. It is important to understand that the Gauls, the Celtic people, the Vikings and the Picts claimed to be born from the darkness. Why is this so? Well, what is the source of the brightest diamonds? Diamonds and graphite both come from carbon.

Essentially, that is who you are... The BRIGHTEST diamond born out of darkness to light the way ahead. Born of good intentions... You are the star fallen to earth to light the new world. That is the essence of seeing.

Where Mountains Touch The Sky

Each one of us carries within us the potential to intimately co-create with nature according to the laws of creation. The vision begins within the individual, and spirals out from there. The seed, the creative growth, is planted by the sacred laws of natural science in the same way the seed of an oak tree is planted in the earth. The ancients planted and tended oak groves, just as they planted and tended the groves of humanity. People today are sadly neglecting their birth right and the inherited vision of truth.

The Borderlands...
Recently, I came across an old circle of fallen stones hidden between houses at the top of a hill. Cold grey blocks of granite, not natural to this area, lay like fallen giants in a forgotten battlefield. All around the stones young and old oak trees were the only witnesses to the once powerful forces that shaped this part of the world. People had forgotten, and the stones no longer whispered. The place was silent.

I placed my hands on the stones and they showed me the future we have created for ourselves. I saw societies devoid of grace, ignorant of nature and living at odds with the natural cycle. I recalled king Theoden in Tolkien's, Lord of The Rings asking: "How did it come to this?" I asked the same. How?

I saw societies fall like dominos, one after the next and some in double rows together, and all of them fell. I saw cities blackened and empty, towns without people, silent and still. I saw villages lying in ruin and nature beginning its regrowth and return. I did not see the causes, because there were so many. The stones gave one reason for all the death and destruction: Man is breaking natures laws.

There was no vengance or retribution, there was only foolishness and heartlessness, a self created self inflicted loss... breaking the inner balance and destroying the outer life force that supports all creatures great and small. Systems without a soul had destroyed the unique intelligence that was needed to save them. No one knew how to rectify the balance, no one was able to look within as our ancestors once did and see their own place in the universe. Advanced forms of technology and the generators needed to run them lay silent.

No one owned the land of our ancestors. You could not buy land. The people were related to nature, to the earth and to cosmos. It was not a buy and sell relationship as it is now. Special areas were set aside, where no one was to build. Those areas were the borders between the world of man and the unknown. Humans could go there and interact with the mysteries on the borders of our world. The giants stones fell silent.

Unseen to the human eye there is a sacred place where the mountains touch the sky. The spirit peoples gather there to decide. The ancestors do not decide in terms of thought, appraisal and judgement. They observe the signs, and they understand the signs. Free will is what is, and commands would interfere with the sacred geometry of free will. So, out of chaos the place where the mountains touch the sky was born, and out of the blue waters within observation came into being.

Sky people who understood the sacred ways of heaven and earth would appear in the mountains-touching-the-sky window. They taught the people intelligent use of free will, and the excellence of being. The beauty of free will is that life is not about doing what you want. The sacred geometry of free will is right action. When the spirit people understood this truth they conveyed it to the people on earth. The only way to understand the free will of right action is to live it.

Many tribes were upset with this, as they thought that they were the masters down here. Many tribes became so upset they went to war to prove that they could do anything they want, and that they are the masters. Temples called government were built to the leaders of the rebellion. These leaders became the new gods on earth, and they sang their own praise as they enslaved the native peoples of the earth.

The spirit people were sad when they saw this, and they gathered at the place where the mountains touch the sky. It was there the spirit people were shown many worlds where people thought they were the masters, and did not understand nor care about their natural place in the order of things. All the worlds the spirit people saw were dead or dying. They gathered together and agreed things looked bleak for the peoples of earth. Then Little Hawk had a dream.

In the blue-worlds-dream Little Hawk saw children of the earth gathering and knowing the ways of sacred harmony. These earth children were happy to serve the greater vision of life, and they were not infected with the dark disease of division and conflict. The children of the earth reminded Little Hawk of the blue aura people and he woke seeing the children of the earth laughing and speaking with the sky people at the place where the mountains touch the sky.

The spirit elders agreed that this would appear to give hope to makind, although they could not see where such a drastic transformation would come from. Then a child appeared before the spirit elders in the sacred circle where the mountains touch the sky. The child was wise and appeared to be the one of many nations. The child wore the colours of the sky people and the colours of the earth people. As the child faded many thousands of children ran across the vision, disappearing into the woods, mountains and forest of earth. The sacred circle where the mountains touched the sky spread across the whole planet. Soon planet earth was filling the window where earth and sky meet. The vision merged with the blue ocean.

On the border lands men and women began to gather. Over many years they took away houses, roads and underground wires. These men and women lovingly restored the areas in ways that respected the natural ways of plants, earth and stone. In a short time the border lands were radiant and filled with mystery and order. A bridge was formed between the unknown and the earth. In these special places, next to the border lands, children were born with rainbow auras. The spirit people saw all this and understood Little Hawk's vision. The children reflected the colours of the earth and sky. The border lands were restored.

Compassion

Angels must be confused by war.
Both sides praying for protection,
yet someone always gets hurt.
Someone dies.
Someone cries so deep
they lose their watery state.

Angels must be confused by war.
Who can they help?
Who can they clarify?
Whose mercy do they cast to the merciless?
No modest scream can be heard.
No stainless pain can be felt.
All is clear to angels
except in war.

When I awoke to this truth
it was from a dream I had last night.
I saw two angels conversing in a field
of children's spirits rising
like silver smoke.
The angels were fighting among themselves
about which side was right
and which was wrong.
Who started the conflict?

Suddenly, the angels stilled themselves
like a stalled pendulum,
and they shed their compassion
to the rising smoke
of souls who bore the watermark of war.
They turned to me with those eyes
from God's library,
and all the pieces fallen
were raised in unison,
coupled like the breath
of flames in a holy furnace.

Nothing in war comes to destruction,
but the illusion of separateness.
I heard this spoken so clearly I could only
write it down like a forged signature.
I remember the compassion,
mountainous, proportioned for the universe.
I think a tiny fleck still sticks to me
like gossamer threads
from a spider's web.

And now, when I think of war,
I flick these threads to the entire universe,
hoping they stick on others
as they did me.
Knitting angels and animals
to the filamental grace of compassion.
The reticulum of our skyward home.

© Copyright, WingMakers LLC 1998-2001

Infinite Design

I was playing around with concepts of Infinite design. In this respect is a friendship a work of art? Does an artist have to apply the same laws of existence to life as a whole, as they apply to the canvas? It would seem so. Van Gogh said: "It is not the language of painters but the language of nature which one should listen to. . . . The feeling for the things themselves, for reality, is more important than the feeling for pictures. "

Quantum Mechanics is the light of creation teaching the scientists about art... Because if you look at the most ancient civilisations buried under the sands of time, their cornerstone is art. The legends of Atlantis, Mu and Lemuria are about art, and the high level of technological development is indivisible from the understanding of Cosmic design. Quantum science is about Infinite Design. Human beings were born from the womb of Infinite Design, we observe it, we rely on it for our existence and we enter it when the last thread of our lives unravels into its quantum sacred geometric vision.

That is what life is: An artistic vision. Self perpetuation. Expanding and contracting (the twin forces). Perfectly balanced. The great artists were the first people to understand the mystery of Quantum Science. The rest of the world is catching up. Because expressing that as truthfully as you can (as an artist), requires you to be a visionary, a remote viewer, a lover, a warrior, a revolutionary and a living canvas of the divine. If all the peoples of the world were artists, the religions would have to peddle their wares on a planet less evolved, and struggling with its identity - as this one is now... sadly to say.

The living mind should not be entombed in cold stone walls and darkness, buried in a mindless death before the last thread releases the soul to its own brighness. The living mind is the work of art, sculpted by an unseen mystery and guided by an artist... Look around you.

Eagle-Eye

Ea

Looking Out From Below

ID-2025 looked out into a pale blue sky, hovering above the horizon. The planet was pretty small and compact. The earth seemed to be dwarfed by the large hovering sky, and looking out, it seemed that the pale blue horizon was a perfect place for the soul to hide. If souls can hide.

For a moment, it seemed that the sky would deny thousands of years of human interactions of the surface dwellers below. The earth was a school, a teaching center, a place where dreams could take flight and become reality. Cohesive groups of gathering nations began to transit to the flight training stage. The technology of the pure mind.

It was a cloak the Celtic nations wear, or Tibetan, or Mayan, Native American. A cloak of identity through which they could walk through the dream of nations and into a larger cosmic dream beyond time and space. The earth was a portal, a doorway. The sky mirroring the soul. Which is why they looked to the sky, to see the mirror of reality and find their wings to fly.

The ancient cultures had refused the technology exchange, when it was offered. They prefered the non-technology of the mind, and that was where their direction was focused. Their intense interactions with the invisible realms had taught them differently than the early 20th century view: Technology equals advanced and non-technology equals backward states. The technology exchanges were in the interests of those giving the material to humans, in order to direct them into their frequency and their world. The ancients wanted nothing to do with it and continued to interact with the invisible realms, learning first about the soul and the inner force.

The wars bent the will of the humans to follow the exchange programme by force. Humans did not need it. The enforcers needed it. It was part of their control. The technology limited the humans, conditioned the mind, restricted the intelligence, focused them on dependance and restriction. The group who most desired power were given bigger and better means to kill larger numbers of people. That was the essence of the technology exchange. It was about control. Nothing else.

The tribe of nations were in complete agreement that the technology exchange was not in the interests of overall planetary evolution, and that it barely served the interests of a few. The exchange was not compatible to natural human development. The tribe of nations had always warned it would lead to extinction and an irriversable decay of the organic mind. The tribe of nations could not incarnate into a world devoid of truth. The technology would kill the planet. Bring an end to the human race.

The Greatest Artist

Two friends were sitting having tea together, and looking up at the wondrous snow capped peak of Mount Fuji. It just so happened that they had been talking about the Zen artists of Japan, and the magnificant prints, many of them depicting the most famous mountain in the land. The friend had been looking at some of the works of art hanging on the walls of his young friends home. He wanted to know where he had bought such fine prints, and of the artists. He was astounded to hear that he was, sitting having tea with the living artist, and he exclaimed:

"You surely must be one of the greatest artists of our time!"

Because the prints were magnificent.

The other friend laughed and shook his head. No, he was not the greatest artist! Then he went strangely silent and looked into an intense space. He patiently explained to his friend that his skill was to listen, and the finer he tuned his listening the clearer his vision. It was his skill, to listen so carefully, that he was able to see, hear and understand the infinite design. When he was able to hear the resonance of that mysterious frequency, he was able to mirror it into a form that he could share with this world.

He considered the greatest artist reveals itself in the form of the mountains and the trees, in the windswept skies, in the pine needles and the ocean waves. The two friends were silent. In the distance an eagle called from the mountain high. Clouds drifted. Two women stopped to pick up a cherry blossom from the path. The songs of whales are heard crying in the mountain pines.

Torus - Building Block of All Creation

I was reading about dark photons and dark matter, and I read the statement that the universe is expanding. Well, out of the blue, I suddenly realised how the expanding universe looks to us (from this perspective), and how it looks in reality. From above, so to speak.

The picture on the right is a Torus, and I searched the Internet for ages before I could come up with the right form. Because I did not know what I was looking for other than a donut. From our perspective it would seem that there may have been a "big bang" and that the universe is expoding, moving outward, expanding. In reality the universe is rotating around the Torus.

I seriously doubt that an "explosion" sent the universe into existence. The universe was spurted out of the wormhole (the center of the Torus), moving from spirit energy - which gave birth to physical energy - or physical existence. Something the Celts understood very well, and the motive repeats itself in many different Celtic art forms.

I never really understood what Dan Winter was talking about, in the sense I never really could grasp the fundamental foundation stone of his work - the Holy Grail of Physics. However, as I was researching Dark Photons, Dark Matter and Donuts, I came upon (totally by chance), an article explaining the significance of the Torus, and guess what there was my donut!! Even better, the article was about Dan Winter:

Dr. Dan Burisch: phi and Phi I hope. 1.618 vs. 0618. Look to a genius -- Dan Winter. I have, in my searches

pagemarker: Dr Dan, we research him and you, too.

dondep: Dan Winter? What should we make of him? He is under indictment, isn't he? Not that that matters...

Dr. Dan Burisch: He's an absolute genius!

From this off-the-cuff comment, it seems the inference is that Dan Winter’s either extremely good at what he does - or possibly has seen something which few people have in terms of modern physics or sacred geometry and mathematics.

When Einstein said that space is curved, did he also say he was talking about the Torus?

The vortex as a wormhole

The vortex in Dan Winter’s theory (shaped like a tornado) would appear then to be a wormhole (also in Superstring theory a torus donut is effectively the same as a cup or tube). From this it is easy to see that Dan Winter now theorises this new physics model is largely about wormholes.

In his thinking, the Golden spiral is the path to perfect compression. When wrapped around the shape of a Torus – or donut. (He uses the term ‘embedding’ as a symbol for ‘making’ The centre of the torus donut makes the shape of a pair of vortices eg. a wormhole.

Architects of Our Own Existence

People of the Highlands often have the gift of foresight. Whether they like it or not, they see what is. Maybe one in a hundred will say what they see, and maybe one in a thousand will write what they see.

As a young child I had decided I would create a home for myself in the Highlands, and live like the eagles - out of reach. Nature was my teacher and I would study life at the feet of the masters in the North West Highlands, and as far away from "man" as possible. However, I foresaw that I would travel far from my home, and enter the world of man, a world that is so sick and so far away from who we really are.

The mountains talked with me and as far as they were concerned there was no discussion, no question and no sane alternative. As a young student, I did not see it that way. I thought I could argue some kind of a deal, or use my intelligence to navigate another way into my life. I paid a very high price to become one with the skill you now see me using. I lost the one thing I loved in this world, more than my own life... I knew I had to leave the mountains.

Only when you lose everything and truly have nothing can you begin to live according to your own pure design. Each person is the architect of their own existence, whether they want to face it or not. It is a powerful reality in Native cultures that once we lose everything (death), only then do we really find out who we are. Attachment and dependance are illusions that cloud the vision of our own existence. We will not give up those attachments so easily, and so death comes (in many forms) to help us out.

Once it has transformed you, this death will never leave you. In fact it protects you throughout your entire life. Then comes a day when you realise that you are the mountain and that there really is no other existence.

The difficulty is how you do get others to REALISE this?

Because, if people do not understand the truth of their own existence, our lives will continue down this road of self-destruction. Well, if you look around you the first thing you see is that people really do not want to give things up. They have what they have, and they don't want to lose it.

If I had not suffered the greatest loss, I would not have learned to be able to sit here and write the way I do. But at the end of the day you are simply looking into a mirror - all of life is relationship.

This means if you go into the great forests and you meet an enlightened tree, you do not live the rest of your life under that tree. Because if you are not one with the existence of that tree, living under it wont change much in your life. So, we receive a precious gift and in return we have to give something up. But really in the end, if we are honest all we have to give up is our attachment - ultimately the attachment to ourselves.

Death is interacting with us in its many forms, getting us to give up attachment, the inner workings of it. The eagles gave us the greatest gift any being can bestow on another: Freedom.

In the end it was not the mountains I had to give up, it was the attachment I had formed. The love then forms to embody the true nature of the relationship we have to life. We cannot gather it from others, we can only gather it from within ourselves.

Be True To Yourself

There was once a man living in a large house overlooking the Mediterranian sea, and this man had everything... but at the same time he was deeply unhappy. He consulted all the great experts of the world and no one could figure out why he was so unhappy. In fact as each day went by this man, who was surrounded by beauty, became more and more depressed until the condition became chronic.

A concerned friend, who knew something about Eastern philosophy, asked a great sage from the highest mountains in the world to come and see this man. Unexpectedly the enlightened sage agreed, and he travelled across the world to see what the problem was.

The man who had everything also agreed to this last ditch attempt to save his worsening condition. The sage arrived, and the man proudly showed him all the wonders he had gathered throughout his life. Van Goghs, Picassos, drawings and paintings from Leonardo Da Vinci adorned the adobe like walls, framed only by the giant windows and the blue sunlight of the Mediterranian sea.

The man's house was filled with ancient Greek sculptures, Egyptian artifacts, Chinese manuscripts, Anasazi pottery, and countless fragments of lost civilisations. He took the enlightened sage from one room to the next and told him about each aquisition, its origin and its history. The enlightened sage was very polite, he did not speak, he observed and quietly listened.

Once the man had stopped speaking a heaviness descended, the atmosphere became tense and brooding and his laughter and joy at describing all the wonderful things faded in the gloom of his silence. The enlightened sage nodded his head in understanding and smiled. The man who had everything waited for the sage to speak.

"Yes, I understand." said the sage. "How can you be happy when your home is so bleak, and desolate. Your house is full and rich from other peoples wealth, but I see nothing in your home that is from you."

Isle of Alba

“To plunder, to slaughter, to steal, these things they misname empire; and where they make a desert, they call it peace.”
~ Calgacus, Pictish Chieften