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HISTORY OF THE END OF THE WORLD: 64 - 68

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The domination of the dinosaurs predates that of humans. They too were confronted with natural disasters and cosmic threats.

The atmosferic and radiation circumstances were at an optimum. That's why they grew bigger and bigger. Not only their bones, but also their brains. Just think about the “Planet of the Apes” and you will understand. They not only developed a complex, ritualized society. Yes, with bloodsacrifices. Their technology was outstanding and spiritual developments followed. They became masters of overpowering a brain and controlling it, even at a distance. Like a snake paralyzes a mouse. The earth was roughly divided in living- and hunting grounds. Clanlike societies rivalled each other and tribal warfare was a continuous threat for stability. But they liked it that way. Living on the edge. Willing and eager to die. Success in battle could make you famous and allowance to mix with equals.

Like every race the dinosaurs stared at the sky and developed a complex astronomical system and calendar.

They too saw it coming. Our planetary system was destabilized and hugh cataclysms would occur, which would devastate the Earth, bring us a moon and a new companion in the solar system.

Using their know-how, technology and vision the dinosaurs came to the same conclusions a mankind would make in the future. An Elite-group of scientists searched for ways to leave this planet, while others dug deep shelters and filled them with technology, food and ritual artifacts. The majority of the population was kept ignorant or stimulated to ridicule “black prophets”. Like Cassandra in ancient Troj. They were absolutely right and nobody, or just a small minority, believed them.

When the moment of their “Armageddon” came near, the Elite, the survivors financed wars, sporting events, festivals and ritual sacrifices to distract the majority, who destined to perish in the coming disaster. This distracted them, while enormous amounts of drugs were made available. Sounds familiar, you might say.

The asteroid impact was just the beginning. As predicted most life on Earth was destroyed, while other lifeforms were imported. Now there were two types of dinosaurs. The ones that went underground and those that went out there. They too, knew that it would take a long time, before their homeworld would be habitable again. They made certain choises and disappeared. Most of the excits of the dinosaur-shelters got blocked and buried under miles of stone and mud. The one who made it to the surface, where killed by humans, who saw them as a source of evil.

65

“The following information I obtained during a channeling-session with the Tai SiTU, master librarian and keeper of the Halls of Wisdom, which contains all relevant documents to reconstruct the human knowledge and regaining our position in the complex transitionperiod, our species is subjected to.

The secrets of the universe will be revealed to us in the coming millenium. This process draws the attention of other powers in our universe. Which, by the way, is much smaller, than we were learned at school. The organism, we live in, and humans call the milky way, follows certain patterns and cycles. At his moment it is digesting its contents and we are part of it. Earth too is a living organisme and subject to immense powers. Man had no idea, which effects the detonation of hundreds of A-bombs and the tens of thousands of rockets and heavy artillery, which explode daily, result in. Developments destined to last ages, were sped up, resulting in earthqueaks and volcanic eruptions.

Because of the noise circling the earth, people don't hear the cry of nature and the elements. If this path is followed, so Tai Situ says, it will lead to almost total selfdestruction. The four horsemen of the Apocalyps are roaming the world already.

Tai Situ says that all this has happened before. Doing nothing, will lead us into another cycle of suffering, dominated by alien powers.

Tai Situ interrupted me at that moment. He said: “Nothing is alien. You are connected with good and evil forces, and therefore they are part of your world. With the exception perhaps of the Greys. They were dumped into our universe and with a reason. They feed on emotions and conflicts. They have from about 12.000 years ago intervened in the human evolution. Maybe through genetic engineering, but most certainly in boosting the ego's of kings and emperors; wich resulted in the clash, decline and fall of succeeding empires. It is said that Adolf Hitler did not want to negotiate with the Greys. They therefore contacted the USA. In 1953 president Eisenhower had a meeting with the Greys at Wright-Patterson Airforce Base, which resulted in a treaty. The Greys got permission to experiment on the local people, while received in return technology, which gave a great boost to science and the production of consumergoods, like computers, mobile phones or nano-technology. Many retired soldiers and officers later came “out of the closet” and even admitted to have worked with EBE's, extra-terrestial biological entities. The Greys are not benevolent and can be compared with the fallen angels”, so they say.”

66

Plato said, that Atlantis was fact, not fiction. And he was right. Before the great cataclysm, who some name the Flood, which in fact was a giant tsunami, caused by earthquakes and volcanic eruptions.

Some of it was “man-made”, experiments and research by the Atlantean Elite in their search for immortality. In the end Atlantis was a hedonistic society, searching for total domination. The esoteric and spiritual knowledge was marginalized and Atlantis had degenerated in a caste-system with demi-gods at the top. For the ruling elite the caste-system was the perfect way to rule the earth. Everybody knew its place and destiny and the people even worshipped the demi-gods, who controlled them and asked for the ultimate sacrificve. Giving you life for a entity, which only existed in your mind.

One must remember, that Plato describes the citadel of Atlantis in detail, this is where the great Temple of Poseidon is situated. The walls were build of red, white and black stones.

These colors must remind you of something. Not too long ago these colors dominated the world and and the thoughts of many. Yes, I am talking about NAZI-Germany. They proudly chose these colors for their banners and added an old, Atlantean, symbol to it. The Swastika. Atlantis in the latter and disastrous form, was a fascist society.

Hitler, Himmler and other Nazi-big shots stronly believed in Atlantis and the Aryan super-race, which once ruled the world. They were tall, blue eyed and fierce warriors. Heinrich Himmler organised a breeding-program to re-create the Aryan superrace. He started the organization “Lebensborn”. SS-members were used as studs for the unmarried women. Chuldren with Aryan looks were taken from their families and deported to Germany. Polish historians claim, that about 200.000 childred were kidnapped from Poland alone. In the “Heimat” these children were adopted and eventually joined the “Hitlerr-Jugend”.

There is nothing idyllic about Atlantis, at least in his latest stage. There is no future for a society who regards most of his members as inferior beings. Some because of their race, some by their gender or sexual preferences. But most of all by their ignorance. We are looked down upon. By aristocrats, politicians, billionaires and economic profiteurs. We have our role to play in preparing a new feudal, caste like global society. This is the heritage of Atlantis as it is used by the global Elite.

67

We are losing. We are losing big time and nobody seems to care.

We are losing our freedom. More and more our civil freedoms are taken away from us. You can be body-searched anytime and any place, because we are fighting a war against terrorism. At the same time we are losing our safety. Despite the enormous number of police-officers, life is getting dangerous. Getting intyo a life-threatening situation is possible at any time. The media are pumping this like a mantra into your brain.

We are losing our purity. Air, water and soil are getting polluted all the time. Reducing the emission of greenhouse gasses seems to be impossible, cities are overheated places filled with toxic gasses and dubious particles circling around. We are losing the purity of our food. Vegetables are grown not for their taste or their vitamines, but for their durability. In this way Thai salad is for sail in your local grocery. The purity of our waters is damaged every minute. The latest reports state that a mass extinction is emminent. The oceans are dying and plastic waste gathers everywhere, forming deadzones for sealife. We are losing the purity of our soil. Earth is dotted with no-go areas, where human interference led to local disasters. The eternal fires in China's coal-mines, Tsjernobyl or Fukushima. Radiation does not decay and it has a tendency to accumulate and will find it's way into the foodchain.

We are losing our forests, the lungs of our planet. The destruction and plunder is going on on a gigantic scale. Canada is bulldozering its permafrost to obtain some oil. Just for profit, an enormous area is turned into a desert.

We are losing our solidarity. Being an wealthy country, we lose the feeling to share. Europe and the Netherlands are closing the borders and bordercontrol is reinstated.

We are losing connection. Connection with your loved ones, your neighbours and fellow-citizens. We are losing our connection with nature and the environment. We are losing our connection with our history and local culture. Being disconnected this way makes people easy to manipulate and kept in a state of apathy.

We are losing our money and our property. Despite pep-talks and info-mercials the economy, the banks and individual countries will crash. The money used for saving banks and countries, will be flushed down the drain; into the abyss; the black hole of debt.

We are not free, we are owned.

And we don't seem to care.

SiTU

68

In Africa a tusked elephant is becoming an exception. In the last 20 years the numbers of elephants who develop tusks is steadily increasing to the point that a tusdked elephant is becoming an exception. Can we consider this as a form of evolution. In the concept of “survival of the fittest” big tusks was a tool of dominance. The bigger the tusks, the better the chance of having off-spring, which would have big tusks, etcetera. But having tusks became a danger for continuation of the species. Tusked elephants were killed by the thousands. Have tusks became a hinder to survive. In an incredible short period the species reacted. Having no tusks was the best way to survive. And so they did.

Charles Darwin is the founder of the concept of evolution. During the Beagle-expedition he collected all kinds of artifacts, fossils and specimen, which he studied for the rest of his life. Forced by explorers like Wallace, he published his bestseller “On the origin of species.”

I want to ask your for the word “on” in the title of the book. It expresses the uncertainty Darwin had with results of his research.

But his hypothesis became a law of nature. It was the ultimate tool to attack the official doctrine of the Roman-Catholic church, who dated the creation of Earth about 4000 bevore Christ, which included the Flood.

Darwin's analysis was focused on the development of individual species. To provide an explanation and to give an explanation he needed time. Lots of time. Millions of yaers to explain the diversity in fossils and in real life. This time-scale made research extremely difficult. Especcialy the search for the missing link. The transition between ape and human being.

Archeologists are researching in Africa to find it. Recent findings are dating the first human being at about 1 millio0n years ago and named the “Homo Habilis”, because it made and used tools and led a sort of social life. In due time humans developed and evolved into the “Homo Sapiens”. Modern man. In this time-frame humans met fierce competition, expecially by Neanderthal, but were victorious in the end. Neanderthal-man went extinct.

But like I said, Darwin and his followers need millions of years, to explain the development.

Darwin's view had a colossal impact on religion, society and science. Some say that it was the Devil, who inspired his writings. Darwin was wrong about one thing. That it takes millions of years of development, to explain the species on earth. Sometimes it will only take a generation, or less.

 

“In 1962 you could by a car for 5555 guilders. This was a special action by Ford and you had a very nice Cortina for it. A collectors item at the moment after half a century.

In European currency this car would have cost you 2525 euro. At this moment the cheapest car you can buy, will cost you about 8000 euro. In guilders f. 17.600. Prices have gone up more than 300%. And this is happening in a lifetime.”

Master Klaas Piters was just teaching at the Academy for half a year or so. He was an archeologist and therefore he liked digging Digging for the facts. The young students had no idea about things like this. Schoolsystems were programmed to promote an illusion.

That why lessons like this were important. It made them think, while for the older adepts things were put into perspective.

“I once met an old man, a traveller with an enormous knowledge about local history and folklore. But several times he pointed out the importance of “intrinsic value”. How valuable is it, really. In the same period when you could buy a brand new Ford for 5555 guilders, you could build a nice house for 25.000 guilders. In euro this would be about 10.000 euro. This, well kept house, will cost you now, say 250.000 euro. In guilders,” Master Klaas used the holoscreen and figures, graphics and images appeared. All students had a laptop, connected to the holoscreen. For further study. “this building will cost you at the moment 550.000 guilders. More than half a million!”

Although he had told this before, everytime he felt the shock of his audience. “Good,”, he thought, “Pieces are falling in to place.”

“But you might say: “I can do without a car and I can do without an own house. That's true. Renting may be safer, because the prices are coming down. Slowly at first, but faster in the future.

But let's take food for example. In the sixties you could by a king-size cucumber for 25 cents in guilders. At he moment prices go about 1 euro, for a cucumber half the size. A rise in prize of about 350%!

That's what is happening, when you are selling your own big cucumbers and feed your people, whith cheap products from Spain, Brasil and China. That's why the problem of traffick-jams has to be solved at any cost. First to give the carowners the feeling that they are free and day and night big trucks are transporting our products all over Europe, while a colossal Spanish truck, gets stuck in our city-centre, because he has to deliver cucumbers to a local grocery-store. The Elite calls this economy, I call this destruction and waste. And we have not talked about Peak-Oil at all.”

HISTORY OF THE END OF THE WORLD: 43 - 46

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“Energy is transformed into matter, at the end of the ride. This the bottom, some call it Hell, when you dig deeper, you'll open the bottomless pitt. You will be eaten alive by something you don't even see. To see is the key-word. What do you see and what are you allowed to see. When I say to you, that everything is connected to everything. You nod, without knowing, what it means. Even this world of earth, water, fire and wind; this material world, is constructed of layer upon layer. Everything, big or small has its own history and destiny. Destroying this, without a purpose, is very bad karma, indeed. I am connected to you at the moment and vice versa. We share the same tradition, we are committed to the same destiny. This changes the way I talk. Talking to you makes me remember, talking to you makes me see. Atlantis will rise again.



Reincarnation is an aspect of a cycle and due to this fact it differs. In aeons of peace and harmony, retreat and reincarnation are no problem. That changes during times of war, famine and destruction. The reincarnationmodules on the moon start to get overheated and mistakes are made. But this happens all within cycles. At this moment we are nearing the End of the Kali-yuga and a Golden Age will be opened. Better to speak of a Goden Cage, ruled by the Kalki-Maitreya, ready to appear and manifest himself in 2012.
Our society has lost sight on cycles, other dimensions and former lives. It is two-dimensional and it's only function is confusion and distraction. It keeps human beings from developing their posiibilities and talents. Telepathy, teleportation and precognition are still faught over as human attributes. At the same the military, police and intelligence all over the world have their own psi-cops and brainpolice.
Everything connects to everything, this happens in cycles. If you ignote the cycles, disaster follows; if you go with the flow, you will have an easy ride. The Mayans, among others, understood cycles. When you lived a full 52-year cycle, you became an Elder and adviser to the young. They calculated cycles, lasting millions of years! All wit the help of Atlantis of course.
All cycles differ, but they all have one thing in common. They come to an end. A new cycle will start. In the tribulation during a 7 year transition periode wars will break out, foodshortages, economic collapse and so on. At the same time the cosmic wheel of reincarnation will come to a stand-still, before it will slide backwards. But gods, goddesses, demons do exist and they are part of the new cycle too and they long for a body and positions of power.”




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“Why do societies collapse? You may not think, that this of great importance to us. If you ask people on the street if our kingdom will collapse, they will answer: no, of course not. States like Somalia collaps and former Jugoslavia has collapsed. In history the Maya-civilization collapse. Some decades after their most ambitious buildingprojects, they left the city and disappeared into the jungle.
But historically many societies have collapsed and disappeared. Our country exists for more than 400 years, which makes it one of the respectable European states.
But like extinction, the collapse of a society is inevatable. But when will this happen.
There exist 5 fields of analysis, on which can be decided, how stable a country is. A kind of stress-test.
The human impact of the environment. Climate change; Relation with friendly, neighbouring societies; Relation with hostile, (neighbouring) societies. Political, economical, social and cultural factors.”
Master Klaas presented the text on the central screen and was silent for a while, to let them analyze and process the information. He continued his lesson. “Let's project these factors on our own province and we will see, to which conclusions it leads us.
First, the impact on the environment. Greenhouse gasses are still emmited, nature is diminished, the sea is exploited in a terrible way and we all want to drive a car. Roads, industrial developments and parkinglots diminshe the traditional landscape. And last but not least, we burn our carbage around the corner. One of the many forms of poluting the water, the sky and the earth.
Secondly climate-change. Nobody can ignore it anymore. At this moment the temperatures are rising, which will have an enormous impact on our agriculture. But there is another scenario. North-Western Europe could be confronted with an Ice-age. This too will have an collosal impact on our foodsupply and on the export of agricultural products, on which our local economy thrives. Relation with friendloy states means for instance the economical dependency of our neighbours. For this area tourism is a moneymaker. But the number of tourists can drop dramatically. For all kinds of reasons, as we have after the earthquake and the tsunami in Japan. Openly hostile societies are far away. But the threat of global terrorism has become an important topic, which touches all levels of society. Government is a mess, social structures disappear and our cultural identity ridiculed. I leave the conclusions up to you.”

 


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“A deck of cards consists of two colours, red and black, and four types. Two of them are red, hearts and diamonds, the other two are black, spades and clover. Each of the four consists of thirteen cards, with a total of 52 cards. Which is enough. 52 is the life-cycle of the Mayan. At that age, you become an Elder. A new cycle begins, but you can use the same deck. It's personal now and, if you use it properly, the deck grows with your personal development. Every card has a special place, a different function in time/space. A cycle means development, so the cards renew themselve constantly.


The two colours have been chosen, quite arbitrarely, but were later programmed into your mind. You think playing cards is fun. It's a game and you can bet on it. But you are playing the devil, so to say. 52 is also the number of weeks in our calendar and is plausible that hearts, diamonds, clover and spades represent the four seasons. So you have a card for every week of the year. You repeat, or it is done for you, this pattern 52 times.
I said it before. You are programmed to see a reality in which objects, people and circumstances create certain feelings and emotions. This programming-process starts even before you are born. Red and black are associated with good and bad. Especially hearts, which is connected to love and sexuality. Spring so to say.
Spades is connected with death. Sending you an ace of spades was an accepted technique in the Maffia, to announce your death. Let's call this period winter. Clover symbolises trees. Shelter and preparing for bad times. Let's call this autumn. Remains diamons, representing summer and symbolising the sun. If I am correct, your deck is ordened in that way. Hearts, Diamonds, Clover and Spades.
If not, do something about it, because our startingpoints must be the same”.
Jian laughed inside, when he saw his students opening their brandnew packs of cards and looked at them, as if they saw them for the first time. When the group fell silent again, Jian opened his own deck. It always felt good, to open the deck and touching, or say caressing them for the first time.
“Before we can start with our practise, we have to decide about the rules. That is very important and a key-rule, when you are on a mission. I have been in situations, where it saved my life.
13 is an important number in the occult. It goed back to Jesus and his twelve apostles and even before that. You are programmed, to think that 13 is an unlucky number. This is a delusion. In every reality there have to been a “thirteenth”, an element which connected the other twelve. Like the crystal skulls, so they say.”


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“John of Patmos wrote the last book of the official Bible, called Revelation. Officially is describes the last days of our society, culminating in a final battle of Armageddon. At this place in the Levant, many battles are fought. Even by Napoleon and the area is still fought over. In this final battle for worlddomination the AntiChrist seems to prevail. At the end Jesus and the army of God descends from heaven, destroys evil and lays the foundation for a periode of 1000 years of peace and prosperety.
Collateral damage? Billions of people who will be either poisoned, starved to death of killed. The four horses, which announce the final Judgment are riding the earth. Natural disasters, famine, disease, war and violence following their path.
The turbulence in the world at the moment are by millions of believers signs that the End is near. This doomsday scenario can also be found in the Mayan-calender, the Kali Yuga, the story of Gilgamesj or the belief in the returning of the Mahdji in Islam.
All put together billions of people believe in a coming period of purification and fundamental changes. Natural disasters are part of the scenario and tv-audience are bombarded with horrifying stories of an imminent asteroid impact, super-volcanoes, polar shifts and pandemics.
And in a way it is all our foault. We polute the atmosphere, the soil and the waters of the world in a way unprecedented in history, except maybe for Atlantis.
Apocalypse means unveiling. It will open the curtains. But not in the material world, the curtains are opened in your head, your brain. Inside yourselve. You will see yourselve for the first time. This essentially a individual process. We, as teachers and staff of the Academy, only can feed you and guide you on this path and we can offer you home to rest. This is a process of aeons and can be seen as a first step towards enlightenment and controlled reincarnation.That's why you shouldn't read Revelation as an actual scenario, but you should read it as a guide to prepare for a fysical death and a spiritual survival. The horrifying images don't enfold in front of you eyes, but inside your heads. Drugs are used for that. They represent the material delusions with which you have an poisonous symbiotic relationship. Insight will come, when you practise simple things. Good care for yourself and your place, be kind to animals, birds, the elderly and children.
So combine reading Revalation with open eyes with these simple things. You will accumulate positive energy, which you can share with the world. This is basic, this is SiTU. You will get used to it, in a while.”

HISTORY OF THE END OF THE WORLD : 37 - 42 (Illustrated)

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In the end of days knowledge will increase. This is prophesied in the Bible and is generally interpretated as a favourable development. But it is not.

The analytic, cognitive and so-called scientific method had produced so much information, that it clouded the knowledge of mankind. Scientist and archeologist measured for instance all aspects of the piramids in Egypt, buldozered their way in and still they have no clue of the real knowledge of the people, who built them. Everybody agrees that it is impossible to rebuild them in the 21st century. Even with all the machinery we possess and our technological development building a piramid like the ones at Gizeh. In Egypt you can find 97 piramids, but it does not stop there. In Soedan you can find piramids, which even predate the Egyptian ones. South- en Meso-America obtain hundreds of piramids. One of them even bigger that the Great Piramid at Gizeh. North-Eastern China is literally littered with piramids, as is Bosnia. More will be “found”. Hidden in plain sight. For thousands of years enormous amounts of manlabor has been invested in structures, which were used only once, as a grave for a local faraoh.

High up in the Andes mountains we find colossal stone constructions. The use of it is unknown to scientists and researchers. The locals worked the granite so delicately, that you cannot put a razorblade between them. Holes are drilled in these hard stones, with a precision at which we only can watch in awe. They had to use diamonds to work the stones and to work the granite, the workers had to produce a temperature of a couple of thousands degrees. The same is true for the metal bridges, which enforce the structure. The metal must have been melted on the spot. There was more oxygen in the air then, the environment was lusher and the area lay at a lower altitude, but still. Modern man can only look at these ancient sites and wonder.

All this is knowledge that has to be transformed into wisdom, like Manley P. Hall said. To explain the appearance of all these, so called anomalies, we have to aquire a completely knew look at history and the classical way it is presented to us. History is written by the conqueror or the survivor. This narrows the range of validity a great deal. But nothing is lost for ever. Ancient megaliths appear from under the Polar icecap and streetplans of sunken cities are found in the oceans and divers wonder about a site like Yonaguni. Atlantis is rising again and the pieces of the puzzle slowly appear. One thing is for sure, real history is completely different from the info they learned you at school.

 

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Through the narrow and dark alleys of the old city, the Master walked home. Home meaning the SiTU Academy. It was a dream and a strategy which he had followed, when he decided to stay here and prepare for battle.

Some called it Armageddon, some the Kali Yuga or the End of Time, some Global Warming. In the last decades there has been a tremendous increase and progress in nano- and other technologies. Instead of using it to solve the major problems of mankind; being epidemics, starvation, stagnating food production or dna-changes which would make man immortal, like the Gods, it was spend on weaponry and training people to use it. Sometimes the cooperations, who made a living with selling guns and submarines, got lucky, and a real war broke out. The ultimate testinggrounds.

In 2010 worldwide over a trillion dollars was spend on it. You can double that, when you take into account the covert actions of several Intelligence Agencies and the Black Projects of the Military.

He walked through the gate. The Academy used to be a youthhostel. But because world wide tourism and travelling had diminished, he had rented it. At first he used it as a place to stay and he invested his last money to buy some computers and other stuff. The bridal suite became his office.

Carefully he unfolded his plans. Situ started as an on-line service for people who had trouble with their homework or study. It was something he was good at, being a teacher all his life. Because he used a webcam, he could become as close to a pupil, as he wanted to. Part of the program were social activities. Helping the elderly or cleaning the city. It was the beginning of the transformation process he called SiTU. His pupils werer the warriors of the future.

He closed the door of his study behind him. The cards still lay on the table.

He was glad to have them back. Cards were programmed by the owner and got more and more valuable in time. They contained all his written and spoken words of the last 10 years for instance and music. That was the card he took. “Greatest Hits” he had called it. His personal musical caleidoscope and encyclopedia. He could replay the concerts he had visited and festivals, like PinkPop.

But the card had some extra functions. When he manipulated the card, an holographic projection would appear in front of him. An image he could hold in his hands if he wanted to.

Music can change the world. Why? Because the Enemy has no sense of humour and they don't swing. Music for them is a ceremony, not a lust for life.

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I am trying to create a vortex. This means a lot of preparation.

First I have to condens the flow of information in present space-time before I can connect to major energyflows which are part of the worldwide grid and beyond. We are part of bigger cycles, than you can imagine. Energy is information and this leads to knowledge and therefore power. Two-dimensional thinking and manipulation has made this terrain obscure and occult, which means hidden. This all was part of dumbing down mankind, while these ancient traditions were used by the Elite. Combined with alien technology they were able to project Jesus Christ in the skies over Jerusalem, as a hologram.

This was called project “Blue Beam”. They, the USA were able to let 20.000 footballfans watch a game, while no real players were present. Afterwards both sides thought, that they had won the game. But all the superpowers used these techniques and developments.

But that was entertainment. Something to entertain the masses. The real stuff was training soldiers, astronauts, spies and assassins in a realistic virtual world. They were ready to take over the world.

I know it works. The vortex I mean. In the last months more and more birds visited the area. Passed over or circled over my head. The Law of Attraction. Birds are messengers from above. Strangely enough no ones seems to notice the teeming birdlife and the butterflies.

I have activated an old hotspot, which was buried in the Flood and which was part of the Atlantean Empire. Atlantis combined high technologies, spiritual wisdom and artistic inspiration. It was a beautiful world. For the few. Mankind was used as a kind of slave-race and through genetic manipulation certain groups of people were created, which were best equiped to perform certain tasks to maintain Paradise or Eden.

Modern day scientists and politicians are talking about the safety of nuclear plants. They are literally as safe as hell. No-one can make promises, which last thousands of years. The Japanese powerplant was save enough, still things went horribly wrong. It could be the beginning of an continuous flow of radio-activity into the sea.

The same was the case in Atlantis. The over-organised society only serving the few, was doomed from the beginning. Even though it lasted thousands of years, the End was total destruction.

When a vortex starts getting active, things change before your eyes. This is called synchronicity.

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“I want to talk to you about geo-strategy.” Jian touched a button and behind him a world-map appeared. “Let me show you the difference between the rich and the poor.” The map went completely black, then lights started to appear. After a couple of seconds clusters of light formed, the rest of the planet was completely dark. “This is a picture of the world at night. You see, where the energy is spend. The United States alone consumes about 25% of the world's oilproduction. Europe is clearly visble as is Japan. But to keep the lights burning, the work is done by the people in the dark area's. Africa, China and South-America. Most of the meat, food and minerals are produced their as well.”

This was his usual update. Once a night a small group of people gathered. Selected students which were briefed by him about world politics and the rising of Atlantis. The programmes of the students were filled to he rim. Time was running short. The peaceful harmony of the Academy would soon be disturbed. Dark clouds were forming at the horizon. The Arab world was in turmoil and the Middle-East, including Pakistan, were far from pacified. The army controlled the cities, the Taliban controlled the villages and the countryside.

The map changed and the differnt countries were completely visible. He knew that the students were imprented by these pictures. For later use. Students were required to visualise all kinds of maps and statistics.

“I have some important news about the Middle-East and the start of World War 3.”

The group reacted shocked. This was a concept, their teacher had not talked about. At least not in a direct way. “World War 2 never ended.”, he sometimes said.

“I have received, through channeling, a new time-line about the plans to bomb the Iranian nuclear-sites. Well, Israel has permission, given by the United States and the European Union, to bomb Iran. They have done so in the eighties, when they bombed Iraq and got away with it. This time it's dead-serious, even if it means a Third World War. Iran will respond and Arabic countries will unite and a third Intafada will commence. But this time with dirty bombs. American troupes in the area can be easily deployed in ancient Persia. The Pentagon estimates that it will take seven years to win this war. An underlying trait is the Islamic belief in the coming of the 12th Iman, the Iman Mahdji. He will lead the muslims to world victory. The coming of the Mahdji is near. The prime-minister of Iran is a firm believer.”

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He shuffled the cards slowly. It was the best way to activate them. He had made the cards himself, a long time ago. He had been the only one of his family, who was interested in the way they were literally build. Like an Indonesian kris, layer was hammered into layer, over and over again. Because of alignments and cyclical phenomena some seansons, some days and some moments were the best to programm an individual card or the pack as a whole.

The old Masters and Templepriestesses who were responsable for his education and training, were happy with his interests. They gave him old books and manuscripts describing the techology and its applications. There he learned about cycles which lasted 29 years, like the Jews, which celebrated the allignment of the planets, the sun and the stars at the moment of creation, other, mostly Hindu-ones lasted for billions of years. He worked on them for years, until the deck was part of his life and his future.

He took one of the cards and layed it top down in front of him. He looked at his first personal weapon. The card was green. On it was imprinted two red cormorans, carrying a golden shield. On the shield the eye of Horus, the all-seeing one.

People in the palace didn't like this. They said it was ridiculing other heraldic weapons, which used eagles or lions. The all-seeing-eye, which stemmed from Atlantis, was called over-pretentious.

He turned the card and the image of a giant spaceship appeared.

When he touched the card, a zoomlense brought this construct closer. It was big, bigger than the people on earth could imagine. The last thing was not easy, because the spacecraft was cloaked and hidden for human beings to see. Hidden in plain sight. Usually, the earthlings called it Moon.

His card had found a safe way-in. You know that everything is connected and on this electronical level everything is accessible.

His card started to produce data. The number of entities aboard, the informationflows which continiously monitored the human and natural interaction on the development towards an Armageddon.

But the people on Earth were not interested in this, even though the signs were obvious. Sports, music and festivals kept them entertained and when they were hungry or in a warzone, they had other things on their mind, other things then the moon or other celestial phenomena. They had no idea that the Moon was in fact the command-centre of the harvesting and redeveloping program of planet Earth. This proces had to be stopped and he sincerely felt, that he was the only one would could do that.

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“We have been talking recently about the Japanese fascists, who want the global implementation of a dictatorial and militaristic society. To achieve this end, their leader announced, that they had a weapon operational, which could not be stopped. Their victory would only be a matter of tiime.”

The lecture-hall was completely filled. The sense of alert in the SiTU-Academy had risen and many of the students of the Academy had done their own research. Everything they learned about this sect, the more they were stunned. This was the New World Order in progress. It was time to mobilise all opposing forces. Freedom-fighters so to say.

In the past Jian had dedicated many of his lectures to conspiracy-theories. “We are not talking conspiracy-theorie, but conspiracy-FACTS.” Some thought that he was paranoid, but now his analysis and prophesies proved correct. The planet was in danger. The SiTU-monks had to turn themselves into warriors. The final battle was drawing closer and here was the first group, Nazi-oriented, which thought they could exploit the chaos the planet Earth slowly slid into. “The weapon separates the material body from their spiritual functions and possibilities. This will be a relatively slow process, resulting in zombifying the general population. Along the way they are indoctrinated and programmed for their new role of servitude.

They have come a long way and our “Guardians” have all the holografic technology, you ever dreamed about. Jesus Christ could appear in your backyard.

But let's talk about the weapon. Is it possible? From our Western point of view it is not. We consider ourselves as a black box, with thought and spiritual functions as mere by-products.

In Japan they consider spirituality as a high considered goal. Recent studies have shown, that meditating yogis produce other braninwaves, then gaming 10-year olds. It is a fact, that prayer helps healing, even on a distance. Groupmeditation brings down the crime-rate and it propably influences the weather.

These kind of interactions, and I told you before, everything is connected, These spiritual aspects may be the essence of our existence.” Jian was quiet for a moment, as if to underline what he had just said. “SONY has been experimentating with manipulating thought-waves for a long time. A executive of NEC said: “The study of the sixth sense and telepathy will certainly and a cornerstone of future modes of communication.” And of manipulation of course. Since 1987 the Japanese government finances studies into human spiritual abilities. And for a good reason.”

HARLINGER WANDELVERHALEN: DE BANK

“Het moet maar eens afgelopen zijn.”, zei Cees. “Ik sta verdorie driekwart van de maand rood!” “Dat kost je dan een hoop geld.”, knikte Jan, “Zeker een paar tientjes.” “Weet ik.”, Cees gaapte, “Maar wat me bij de bank is overkomen, daar word je ook niet vrolijk van.” “Laten we nog maar een cappuchinootje scoren. Ik wil het verhaal wel horen.” Het was de eerste echte terrasdag en die moest gevierd worden.
Vanaf ons tafeltje hadden we uitzicht op het kruispunt, waarover Anton Wachter, wat bedremmeld uitkeek en dat verder werd gedomineerd door de bank. “Dat is 'm.” Cees wees naar het bankgebouw. “Die oranje tijdbom.” Ik grinnikte.”, “Ja, hoe ze die afschuwelijke gevelversiering door de Welstandscommissie hebben gekregen?” Maar daar gebeuren nog wel vreemdere dingen. De sloop van de Doopsgezinde kerk aan de Zoutsloot bijvoorbeeld of de aanbouw van het Havenmantsje. Ze laten een spoor van vernietiging achter.” “Jan, rustig even.”, Cees tikte op mijn arm, “Ik wil even mijn verhaal over die bank daar, kwijt.” Het helverlichte oranje aquarium leek van deze afstand leeg.
Cees schraapte zijn keel, nam nog een slokje van de cappuchino en boog wat samenzweerderig voorover.
“Toen ik binnenkwam, kreeg ik bad vibes. Geen klanten en 4 personeelsleden, die plotseling iets te doen hebben. Ik word uitgenodigd om plaats te nemen op een oranje barkruk.” Cees nam nog een slok koffie. “Alles is daar oranje. De kleding, de muis, de muur.” “Het is ook een chakra-kleur. Misschien bedoelen ze iets spiritueels.”, zei ik lachend. “Flauwekul. Ik snap niet dat zo'n bank winst maakt en bonussen uitdeelt. Moet je horen. Het begint al met een aantal systeemfouten, waardoor de beide heren achter de balie niets kunnen doen. Als we eindelijk in het systeem zitten en ik achterover leun, zegt de medewerker: “Heeft U een huur- of een koophuis.” Ik schrik me dood en kijk hem verbaasd aan. “U weet, dat U korting kunt krijgen op verzekeringen?” Een folder wordt me toegeschoven. Nog steeds ben ik de enige klant, maar daar komt verandering in. Een jongeman treedt binnen en loopt naar de tweede meneer. Het gaat om een adreswijziging. De meneer is echter van de kassa en de tweede klant komt achter mij staan. Opeens is er zelfs een rij! De gegevens zijn in de computer ingevoerd. “U wilt 2000 rood staan?” Ik schrik me weer rot en leg uit dat het tegenovergestelde het geval is. De formulieren worden uitgeprint en ik denk; klaar is Cees!” “Ja, dat zou je wel denken. Tenslotte is alles geautomatiseerd en ingevoerd. Bankieren is toch hich-tech?”
Cees schudt zijn hoofd. “De formulieren moeten nu met de hand worden ingevuld. Dat duurt weer even, maar dan mag ik mijn handtekening zetten. Mijn doel is bereikt. Dacht ik tenminste.”
“Hoe zo,” vraag ik verbaasd. “De meneer achter de balie vertelde me, dat de verwerking nog tien werkdagen duurt. Dus je snapt het.”
Verbaasd keek ik Cees aan. Die zette een zonnebril op en leunde achterover. “Zou jij de cappuchino kunnen afrekenen?”

DE NOORMANNEN KOMEN (3)

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Inge luisterde gespannen, hoe haar vader de bijeenkomst weer tot rust bracht. Zij was trots op de manier, thuis deed hij dat ook, hoe hij de aanwezigen het gevoel gaf, dat de oplossing, bij wijze van spreken, al op de drempel stond. De problemen leken groot genoeg. Deense en Noorse verkenners hadden de Friese kusten afgeschuimd en waren soms tot diep in het binnenland doorgedrongen. Een bende Vikingen was in Westergo vastgelopen met hun schip. Het was uitgelopen op een bitter gevecht, waarin geen kwartier werd gegeven. Slechts een enkele Noorman werd levend gevangen genomen. Uit hun verhalen maakten de ondervragers op, dat er in het Hoge Noorden grote aantallen drakenschepen werden gebouwd; de ijzerovens loeiden dag en nacht, terwijl de troepen van de krijgsheren oefenden op de rotsige stranden.

Dertien jaren geleden was ze geboren en ze had slechts rust en vrede gewend. Een weggelopen koe was de grootste onrust, die ze zich kon herinneren. En dan nu; de mogelijke komst van de Noormannen! Ze had in haar leven al veel verhalen over deze zeerovers gehoord. Friesland had al eerder aanvallen te verduren gehad. Vechtersbazen met grote bijlen, die uitsluitend uit waren op moorden, plunderen en brandschatten. Hun schepen keerden terug naar het Noorden, beladen met goud, zilver, vee en slaven. De overlevenden keerden terug in een dorp, dat tot de grond toe was afgebrand en leeggeroofd. Het vee, dat de plunderaars niet konden vervoeren, werd gedood en in de rivier gesmeten. Loofbomen werden omgehakt en visvijvers vernield. Hun leven lag in scherven.

In gedachten zag ze zich al staan. Als slavin aan de boeg van rrn drakar. Haar rug naar Friesland gericht en op weg naar een donkere toekomst. Een windvlaag doet haar bijna omtuimelen en ze stoot met haar arm tegen de verschansing van de drakar.
Het was de hand van Wismund, haar vader. “Zo, hier ben je! Wakker worden jij! Je had al lang in bed moeten liggen.” Inge krabbelde overeind en wreef de slaap uit haar ogen.
Haar vader torende hoog boven haar uit. Het gemeenschapshuis was verlaten en de vuren gedoofd. Inge wankelde op haar benen van de vermoeidheid.



Haar vader tilt haar op alsof ze een veertje was. Haar hoofd, met de lange blonde vlechten, zakt tegen zijn brede schouder en Inge valt tevreden in slaap.
Wismund beent met grote passen naar huis. Al die verhalen over de dreiging van de Noormannen hadden zelfs hem ongerust gemaakt. Toen hij het pad naar de smederij insloeg, zag hij zijn vrouw in de deuropening staan. Ze rende op hem toe en riep ongerust: “Inge is nog niet thuis! Ze had allang ...” Toen zag ze het bundeltje, dat haar man in de handen hield en haalde opgelucht adem.
Ze hield de huiden, die de deur afsloten open en Wismund stapte zijn woning binnen. De woonkamer is hoog en ruim, met een vuurplaats. Op een vliering sliepen Sikke, Luc en Inge; het bed van Wismund en Helga, zijn vrouw was beneden. De wanden waren bedekt met houten kisten, kasten en opbergruimtes. Bij de vuurplaats werd gegeten. Sikke, Luc en Inge waren alleen binnen te vinden, als het zeer slecht weer was. Hun leven speelde zich buiten af.
Voorzichtig klom Wismund naar boven en legde Inge op haar slaapplek en dekte haar toe. Inge was in diepe slaap.

Wismunds vrouw Helga had plaatsgenomen bij het vuur en bereidde de avondthee. Ze voelde de spanning bij haar man en voegde nog wat kruiden toe. Zwijgend dronken ze hun thee. De tanende vlammen van het houtvuur vormden bizarre patronen op de lemen muur. Toen deze bijna gedoofd waren, keek Wismund zijn vrouw ernstig aan. “Helga, de dagen van rust en vrede lijken voorbij. We moeten ons voorbereiden op geweld en oorlog. De Noormannen zwermen weer langs de kust.” Zijn gezicht werd zacht en hij pakt haar hand. Helga knikte en zei: “We slaan ons er wel doorheen.” Helga keek verbaasd, toen ze haar man zag lachen. “Ja, we moeten ons er letterlijk door heen slaan.” Ook Helga moest lachen om haar uitdrukking. “Kom,”, zei ze, laten we maar naar bed gaan. Het is al bijna licht.”

MIST

DE NOORMANNEN KOMEN (2)

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Toen de toegang van grootvaders hut achter hen gesloten werd, pakten de jongens automatisch elkaars hand. Het was aardedonker. Boven hen twinkelden duizenden sterren. Pas langzaam drongen de geluiden van de nacht tot hen door. Blaffende honden, het schuren van de boten tegen de aanlegsteiger en kwakende kikkers. Aan deze geluiden was het tweetal gewend, net als aan het geluiden van stemmen uit de hutten binnen de omheining en van het vee, dat herkauwend de ochtend afwachtten.

Hun ogen raakten langzamerhand gewend aan de duisternis en ze konden de donkere contouren van de hutten herkennen. Sikke en Luc probeerden de plassen te ontwijken en ze gingen op weg naar de smederij van Sikke's vader; waar het gezin werkte en sliep. Sikke's thuis lag wat afgezonderd van de andere hutten. In het verleden was er wel eens brand uitgebroken en om te voorkomen dat de andere hutten en stallen ook vlam konden vatten, stond de smederij op veilige afstand en werd omgeven door moestuinen.

In het midden van het dorp torende een houten gebouw hoog boven de hutten uit. Het was gebouwd van brede eiken planken, die jaren geleden per boot uit het Zuiden waren aangevoerd. Het dak werd gevormd door stukken hout, die in de vorm van drakenschubben waren gesneden. Om het gemeenschapshuis, want dat was het, liep een veranda, waarop banken stonden. Hierdoor waren de bezoekers beschut van het weer. Dit gebied kende hevige stormen en regenval en deze beschutte plek, die tientallen volwassenen kon bevatten, was dus een kostbaar bezit. Ook hier werd grote aandacht aan de brandveiligheid besteed. Olielampen en toortsen waren vaak oorzaak van een ramp. Boven de hoofdingang stonden op een balustrade de houten beelden van de voorvaderen, die streng op de bezoekers neerkeken. De beelden droegen kleren, die regelmatig werden vervangen. Soms, op speciale dagen, haalden de stamoudsten de beelden naar beneden en droegen ze in een feestelijke processie door het dorp, voordat ze in de stroom, die langs het dorp liep, werden gewassen.

Er brandde nog licht!

Sikke kneep Luc in de arm en fluisterde, “Laten we over het plein lopen. Het is niet ver om.” Luc knikte begrijpend. Buiten was het geluid van stemmen duidelijk te horen. Sikke en Luc renden gebogen over het modderige veld en sprongen op de balustrade.

Sikke en Luc drukten hun oren tegen het vochtige hout, maar het gesprek in grote zaal, was niet te verstaan. “Sikke, til me op. Boven is een opening!” Sikke keek zijn vriend aarzelend aan. “Ik zal je alles vertellen wat ik zie!” “Klim maar op mijn rug, ik zal je zo lang mogelijk proberen te dragen.” Hij bukte zich en Luc sprong op zijn rug en trok zich omhoog. Zwaaiende strekte Sikke zich en klemde de benen van Luc vast, die nu op zijn schouders zat. , "AU,”, mopperde Sikke,” Voorzichtig je trekt aan mijn haren … en nu knijp je mijn keel dicht!”

Eindelijk lukte het Sikke om stil te staan en Luc drukte zijn hoofd bijna naar binnen. Hij luisterde enige tijd en zijn toen. “Er zijn vreemdelingen gearriveerd. Hun mantels zitten onder de modder. Een van hen voert nu het woord.” Luc luisterde geruime tijd en Sikke begon te wankelen en te zweten. Luc boog zijn hoofd en fluisterde in zijn oor. “Het zijn Friezen van de kust. Ze komen ons waarschuwen, want de Noormannen komen er aan! Hun drakars zijn al voor de kust gezien!” Meer kon Luc niet vertellen. Sikke struikelde over een achtergelaten emmer en tuimelde achteruit. “Kijk uit!”, schreeuwde Luc, maar het was al te laat. Sikke viel achterover en knalde tegen de planken muur. Hij gleed op de grond. Luc lag geplet tegen de muur en kreunde. Sikke bromde wat en krabbelde voorzichtig overeind. Uit het gemeenschapshuis klonk het rumoer van vele opgewonden stemmen. Ook Luc stond op en veegde zijn kleding af. “Sikke, de Noormannen!”

Op dat moment klonk er een krachtige, donkere stem. “Vrienden, geachte gasten, laten we ons op dit belangrijke moment niet mee laten drijven op woede en andere emoties.” Het werd stil in de rokerige ruimte. Sikke en Luc liepen voorzichtig naar de ingang en tuurden naar binnen. Bij het haardvuur stond een reusachtige gestalte, met vlammend rood haar en een leren schort voor. Sikke glom bijkans van trots. Het was Wismund, de smid en zijn vader! “Vrienden,”, begon de smid opnieuw. “Laten we eerst rust i n onze gedachten brengen.” Hij zweeg even, tot het duidelijk was, dat hij ieders aandacht had. “De verhalen van gasten zijn afschuwelijk. De draak is weer los en opnieuw zal ons land in oorlog en plundering worden gedompeld. Hij keek om zich heen en wees een aantal omstanders aan. “Jij Born, jij Garm en jij Onde hebben ouders en grootouders gekend, die onder het juk van de Noormannen zijn doorgegaan.” De mannen knikten. “Ieder van jullie,” en hij hief zijn gespierde armen op en keek zijn toehoorders stuk voor stuk aan, “Ieder van jullie heeft de verhalen gehoord over de gruweldaden, die deze barbaren hebben bedreven.” De aanwezigen gromden hun instemming.

Luc trok aan de wollen tuniek van Sikke. “Kom, we gaan naar huis. Zo direct worden we betrapt en dan zwaait er wat.” Zijn vriend aarzelde en wierp nog een blik naar binnen. Zijn adem stokte in zijn keel. Achter de houten banken, in een donkere hoek van het vertrek, zat zijn zus Inge! Ze luisterde naar het overleg an de mannen. Inge leek te voelen, dat ze bekeken werd. Ze keek naar de deuropening en stak haar tong uit.

“Kom Sikke.” “Ja, Luc. Maar weet je wie ik daarbinnen zag? Inge, mijn zuster. Ze zit daar doodleuk mee te luisteren!” Luc antwoordde niet. Hij zag de ernst van deze overtreding niet zo en heimelijk was hij een beetje verliefd op haar. De twee jongens sprongen van de veranda. De regen kwam weer met bakken naar beneden. “Die kant op.” Sikke wees naar een flakkerend licht in de verte. “Moeder heeft een toorts aangestoken.” Zonder verder acht te slaan op de regen en de plassen, renden ze naar de smederij.

KARMA

DE NOORMANNEN KOMEN (1)

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