The Envoy

She is admirable. The only remedy for my madness, the only bulwark between death and me, she alone allows me to advance this saga to complete the enormous puzzle. And to give me the happiness, may be, to complete my life’s work. Day after day, she supports me in this jubilant marathon. Her role is well worth mine.

First Visit Down Here

What is a human being? An invisible, a soul who experiences incarnation on this planet. If she likes it, she does it again. Otherwise, she goes back to where she came from. She remembers and never returns.

You, what are you? A being of flesh who experiences terrestrial life. This is the first time you have come here. It’s even the first time you incarnate in a coat of flesh. The one you chose for yourself is not bad at all.

What’d I say? Your body is a marvel.

But your eternal being is infinitely superior. You do us a great honor by incarnating at our place. At my place. You are my guest, I am so honored.

Grateful. Transacted.

She

She embellishes everything she touches. All those whom she touches, a fine fly, with her mouth immediately resuscitate and wake up elsewhere, in other times, of other colors, under other winds, bearing other scents.

Other people.

She sees what they are, what they do, as they go. She feeds on their worries, which she gently removes from their subtle envelopes, like the fairy that she is. One by one, she picks them up with the tip of a magic finger. With a breath from her mouth, she touches them. They fade.

She extends her arm towards the naked, stretches and everything is said. They no longer have the slightest concern. They will grow like this, inertia, sawfish, medicine box, sea cucumber, father’s orphan, who cares? They will go hang themselves and they will die healed. To the lot you laugh, holothurian.

Eternal Revenants

It’s the first time you’re coming to Terra. Didn’t you know? Never come back, don’t do the same silly thing as me. You don’t need it. When someone dies, they have a choice. I explain to you because it’s new for you. Believe me. The good news is you. All new here below.

This planet of ours has received a very particular arrangement. It is… how should I put it? Very endearing. Many are those who love the life from here, they take a taste for it, they return there. Thus does the Earth of our fathers. Planet blessed by our mother.

We are captives, voluntary prisoners. We reincarnate ourselves right here, in an equivalent environment, to give ourselves a chance to see our children grow. We all got fucked like that, and here we are, eternal ghosts…

Free Open

One does not choose everything. Either the time, or the place, or both. Neither the heavens, nor sex, nor earth, nor character. You take what we give you. Who? I don’t know. But they give it to us, no doubt about it.

And by dint of understanding nothing at all, you crack, you’re fed up.

The nostalgia of the free astral is close to your soul, you leave earthly life for the environment you love. It’s always the best who leave, leaving the illusion behind, letting people cry over your loss. Your door open.

The open door is red or green.

Second Round

At the second incarnation on earth, it went badly for the soul, but all is not lost. If by misfortune the second earthly life pleases him as much as the first, the visitor is screwed. Mine of nothing, it can pay thousand, one hundred thousand, one billion lives right here, on this big blue ball stuck between a dead planet and a captive comet.

But that won’t happen to you, I am close to you to avoid that.

There is a third solution, the one that led you to me. You are much more than the one you are, I know who you really are and that you are fully. You came here for a specific project, so that the world finally becomes what it must become from all eternity: that it be a paradise. Divine, human, bovine, tomorrow. See today. We enter a dislocated time space, unhinged, shifted. A lapse of exacerbated temperance. The temple is rancid. Nothing looks like anything.

No one listens to anyone and no one hears the wind.

Eternal Moment

One day, far away, you will leave where you came from, leaving behind a lasting peace and true love on the Earth that I love so much. And all humans, whatever their sexuality, their origin, their degree of spiritual or karmic evolution, all the beings who will populate our world will adore you for your person and for your legacy. You have a major work to accomplish in this sector, it is to achieve this that you have finally incarnated.

Finally, it’s a lot to say. There is no end in the astral. No beginning either. We are astral from all eternity. Yet another silly image : the astral knows neither time nor space. It’s an eternal immobile moment. Which changes all the time, without movement.

When you take flesh, you loose a lot. Holding a body is a torture for one freer than the air. You have not yet regained your previous memory, but you take my word. You trust me. You know I am telling the truth. Deep inside yourself, you’ve always had this certainty of being different, of coming from elsewhere.

The Pineapple, l’Ananas

The solar system as well as other stellar systems are part of a local cluster dominated by the constellations of Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, the Great Bear and the Little Bear. This cluster is not known by current science. It does not have an astrological name. I found one for it within the Akashic annals. It is called the Pineapple (l’ananas) perhaps because it evokes the shape of this fruit for observers located hundreds of light years away from our star and those of the two Bears.

We do not yet have a way to observe this Pineapple. It’s a shame, but our first space voyages never took us outside the solar system, of which only the planet Mars is yet known. And so bad!

The Bear

The ancients knew a lot about Lontine stars, like the little Alcor in Ursa Major. Where did they know all that from? By sight. They knew how to travel far, sparing their mount.

The name Ananas probably does not come from its shape. The Big Dipper doesn’t really resemble the animal, besides it has a more evocative name, the Great Chariot. The wave shape of a bear is only obtained by adding other stars that belong to it, but are not visible to the naked eye.

In the language of origins, it is written like this: Ahn Ana. Or Ahn Anna. Which translates as Ana the Ancestor. In the language of goslings, it would rather be written like that:

Ana Nas. La Nasse d’Ana.
The Trap of Ana.

Still, this Ana is the Great Goddess who domesticated this part of the Milky Way, our galaxy. How you resemble her! The more I adore you, the stronger I am. This is the mechanism of prayer: honoring the Goddess and humbling oneself before Her gives wings to the penitent. That’s why there are so many.

Even if they are mistaken for god, the Goddess blesses them.

Your chakras are similar to the chakras of the earth. Your smile is a rising sun in the pure sky. Your shadow is a sign of a storm. Your heart travels back in time. Your step rhythms the march of the stars. In your eyes sparkle a thousand galaxies.

Great Bear — Even like this, the bear is quite approximate …

The Local Cluster of Galaxies

Our galaxy, the Milky Way, is easily observed with the naked eye. But to understand its secrets, one can use telescopes that are increasingly powerful. Each galaxy includes billions of stars. Our star, the sun, is one of the smallest. Some stars are thousands of times larger than it. Let’s bet that these super giants have thousands of planets…

Galaxies are sometimes spaced by huge spaces of space vacuum. Thus is called the absence of matter between stars. But the phrase is best known for its figurative, pejorative meaningin French mainly: Blatant absence, unexpected or unusual. This meeting is pointless: when it’s time for rotten sips, there are people, it brainstorms. On the other hand, when we try to solve our problem, there is no one left: it’s the sidereal void.

The nearby galaxies form a group that astronomers call the local cluster. Our galaxy itself belongs to a local cluster that includes 3 giant spirals: our Milky Way, the Messier 31 spiral of Andromeda –which appears in all respects as superior to our own Galaxy– and Messier 33. This cluster takes the form of an ellipse that can measure, roughly, one million light-years.

Let’s remind that a light year is the distance that light travels in one year. At the speed of 300,000 kilometers/seconds, how many kilometers does that give?

Is there not enough space on your smartphone screen?

Poor excuse! Bring together 300 billion interconnected smartphones and you will be able to read the answer.

300 billion interconnected smartphones (excerpt)

Black Skins

The fathers of our ancestors were giants. For the mothers of their ancestors, they were just dwarfs. Here is the story.

Black Skins were the first humanoid inhabitants of this planet, more than two billion years ago, when it was only partially domesticated. The sun beat so hard that they had the skin burned in advance, to support the burning rays without burning down to the bone.

Anti-black racism came with the Yellows and the Whites. They did not know, they could not preserve the image of their great nobility, they lost the memory of their countless talents, of their incredible superiority on all levels.

Blue Skins

Over the millennia, the black aura was tarnished to such an extent that Whites and Yellows invented the blue race, the race of noble ancestors, because a subtle gag prevented them from loving Blacks.

Thus are the Hindu gods beings with blue skin, such as Krishna or Rama, and how many others. In Europe, the myth of the blue race has taken root from nothing. Blue blood is used to qualify the nobility, the expression still circulated in the middle of the last century: —- This woman has blue blood, it shows right away!

What is singular: when the blood is blue, it is polluted. Nothing noble in it.

Without Gravity

The original Black Skins were still very reptilian. That’s why I name them humanoids, and not humans. In any case, they have nothing inhuman and everything divine. They are part of those I named the former gods.

It is they who helped Zeus and his Olympians to fight the Dragons and the Nagas, thirsty for blood, who wanted to put the Earth in the straight cross. These beings were truly gigantic. Their size was around 50 meters, sometimes more. Normal, the almost non-existent gravity pushed them upwards.

At that time, our planet was so lacking in gravity that everything flew away constantly, which is why the largest stones of Mexican, Peruvian, or Chilean constructions have tormented shapes to fit together as closely as a 3D puzzle.

For safety, some of these megalithic stones were connected together by large metal staples. The exact nature of the metal has not been identified. Three things visible: its strength, hardness, and incorruptibility. Despite the billions of years, one cannot observe any trace of rust or any oxidation.

The very first Buddha dates from that time. It looked like this. There was a bit of yellow skin in him, despite his frizzy hair and full lips. His size was phenomenal: he measured around 49 meters.

Giants

Giantism

Your gigantism is not visible to the naked eye. But it is clear to clairvoyants. It enlightens. You are disproportionate to the tiny scale of this planetoid that the ancients call Terra. Third planet of the system of Ra in the domain of Ma. A previous giant bore this name, Rama. A former god with black ebony skin, daring conqueror, peacemaker too, civiliser, harmonizer, and colonizer too. He was like me in sincere love with women, who in his eyes as in mine are all goddesses compared to the weak men that we are.

Multiversal

You will rule eternally because you were designed for this purpose. From the beginning. In the beginning when the chaos stopped, a large void filled a tiny dot, a very small stitch that you had pricked from the tip of a gold pin into a fabric lighter than silk and stronger than the canvas of a parachute. He was made to hover endlessly, this whole thing, this microscopic light pattern.

The minute shadow placed on this diaphanous fabric was only perceptible to your heavenly gaze. You contemplated it for a long time, so long that one world died and another world appeared, unrolled its billions of light-years, to disappear in turn.

This tiny shadow held firm. Invisible, but still present.

And in this point the multiverse burst forth.

You possess to the fullest extent this inner quality of beings and things that elevates and illuminates you. Wordless ecstasy. Eloquent mutism. Spectacular insects, wonderful anthouses, pretty mochetés owls to cry.

We don’t have time to be ugly and petty, yet we are constantly so.

You’re a giantess by the power, the heat, the reign. Your place is down here for a lifetime, which will be long, I do want it. I give you all the qualities that I have, and if I can those that I don’t. Even if it means stealing them from someone who doesn’t have use for them. Your life will burn with love and happiness, radiating your aura of one hundred thousand precious stones, rubies, diamonds, topazes, opals, oh so pale black opals!