Prologue

We are in the portal known to our consensus as the Lionsgate.

It is a near month-long phase of the year that, for me, opens the flood gates between heaven and earth. The veil thins, the Greater self reaches through to the ground level self, dreams become clearer and more abundant, the incidence of OBEs increases, contacts through the crystal are LIVE and as near to face to face as can be. Life itself becomes more magical. This year the Idea being played with is “hidden money”, support in the way of usable funds I actually do have, available in my quote “vortex” as Abraham-Hicks would say, that I am just not yet seeing and drawing from. This week a $100 check came to me from out of nowhere, and $1000 mysteriously came to my attention, which I discovered when balancing my checkbook; I had made an error, so thought my balance was $1000 less than it really was. What a magical find!.. to discover funds that are there that I just don’t know are there. — I am encouraged to feel my excitement and moved to find the whole of what lay in my vortex, putting it to work rather than let it sit unnoticed. 

Due to how much of the evening’s activity that stayed with me this night, I will title the segments, say a little of the first three, and log the fourth in its entirety.

• Tom Cruise trap
• Pregnant girl really needs dinner
• Keys—receiving packages, package after package, the final one is full of keys, four keys
• Nautilus world, water as a superpower

The Tom Cruise trap : this focuses into the central aspect of this event, a gravity well set up inside him; it is a trap specifically for girls to fall into, and it works quite well on its own but I am shown that there is one person ( Nichole Kidman ) he had to manually pull in by force. This may also be why she was able to get away. Once he had her in his gravity, in the trap, like all girls who fall in she was abused—abused until she would surrender to his will. I see them in a kitchen, the very moment she was first pulled in. Tom pushes her to the wall, he has a stainless steel spatula in his hands that he is pounding repeatedly on her face. There is more. I observed much of what happens in this well, and even what it is itself. This is what has stayed most to the fore.

A pregnant girl really needs dinner : I am inside a dynamic that involves this girl, her situation, and others who are around her including a male person, who she finally, because he won’t take the reigns and outright ask her himself, — asks ( him ) to take her to dinner. She is pregnant, has no money and has not eaten and really does need to have something to eat. In the asking she is offering herself as a girlfriend. The energy, the dynamic, the offering is well and good, it is in all innocence, she likes and has chosen him. When she does this it surprises me, astounds me, really, my conscious attention pops out for a moment, utterly beside itself due to not having picked up on all this sooner; I had not invited her to dinner ( offered food to her ) myself. In the experience, clearly to me now at this point, I am merged with the man.

Keys : In this experience, which is quite lengthy, I am receiving package after package. I recall my brother, Derrick, being in the background of this one. I am opening a package he felt to be his ( but it isn’t ), he looks inside the opened end and sees it is not what he himself was expecting. “That is because it is mine”, I say. He concedes and goes off on his way. The last package I am opening, the one my brother just looked into is full of keys, “four keys”, I hear myself consciously say. The last I see of myself I am on one bent knee, huddled on the street behind where an old car from the 1970s is parked, sticking the head of each key to grey and white key cards, the kind they give when you purchase a copy of key, that tells you the key code in the event you need more.

August 3, 2023

Nautilus world, water as a superpower

This plays out like an actual lifetime.

The world is amazing, extraordinary, magical!.. I am a female resident and get to see and explore parts of it before a major event, an invasion into our world of another race. 

As this main part begins, I am in a deep brown, earthen colored room constructed of quite large, perfectly square pieces of marble, ephemerally lit with soft golden light, together with the world’s leading Elder. He is standing at an angle to me, so I can see he is a good deal taller than what is more normal, he is wearing robes that are much the same color of the room itself, and light skinned with long irregular length silver hair. I am distantly related to him but have no position or power, I am an apprentice architect, of sorts, I know how to align what we sculpt and build ground level with the stars. [ I am shown this when prior to being in this room I am rushing out onto a large earthen landing that overlooks the ocean below. There is grass growing upon it which surprises me. I am inwardly, like a compass needle being directed to an exact location at which to center a pinwheel shaped structure we are meant to erect here. I know exactly its center and circumference, and even note to myself that it is off center of the actual landing itself ]. 

The time I have here with the Elder is interrupted when a female, I would guess of the royal family, though I feel this is by marriage, enters through the large front doors of the room. She immediately sees me, before even stepping fully inside.

I am not sure what it is about me that makes her asks, but as she steps in and nearer to me the first words, flatly out of her mouth are “do you have magic?” I know not to speak a word in addressing her, and instead sign with my hands that “I have a little.” With this, she commands that I leave the room this instant. The family keeps anyone with magic away from the Elder, who of course is with great magic himself. I cannot detect exactly why we are not allowed near. It is the Elder himself who calls me. He enjoys my company and hearing of my growth and advancement. I lead a highly carefree, fun-loving and adventurous life here. I do as she commands, though, and no sooner than I exit the room and into the halls outside I see why she has come.

Through the near floor to ceiling windows circumnavigating this structure I see what I can only call giants, large male beings who are dressed in a way that although foreign to those here is not unlike that of our own contemporary ( Earth ) world. It is almost as though the mind of someone in our world is invading our world here. It is a very real world, every bit as real as our Earth world.

Water, as it does on Earth, plays a very large role here in ours. Of all the elements it is our superpower. Our technology and awareness of all the elements is advanced, the very structure we are standing in now is a testament to this, but we have delved most deeply, technologically speaking into that of water. The structure we are in at present is miles high, it begins in the depths of the ocean and extends vertically up the rock face of a mountain. Every floor has a full view and even opens up to the outside where there are large landings and grounds. Every floor has built into at multiple points, pools that recharge us not unlike batteries. 

Those who are here now are confused by what is happening just outside and some are beginning to scatter. None of us really know what to do, though, or where to go. We are hurriedly looking to one another for possible insight and direction.

The confusion and fear level is starting to grow when from nowhere, in perfect timing, the Elder’s voice is projected loudly out to everyone. He is telling us all to get down into the water levels where our only real technology is. We do not have ( military ) aircraft, but rather deep sea craft, but we are able to affect the planet surface and the air with them. As well as reach our deep sea cities which the invaders cannot. We have to get down there to our craft if we hope to live and ever defeat this. A large group of us are taking these orders, focusing our intent and beginning to run toward the underwater levels. We have a great ways to go. We hear explosions and see people scattering all along the way. When we reach one of the pool rooms, which opens to the outside and see it has been blown up, we know that from here we are going to have to scale the outside of the structure to reach our destination. There is no further way down from the inside.

I will note a few things of this room before continuing.. The pools in this room are empty of their waters, the inside of them all are a pinky-peach color, there is dirt, dust and debris and cats have urinated inside them. It is beginning to look almost more like a long deserted, desert war ground. I realize momentarily that there is additional information coming through to me here but I do not have the time to accurately collect it. In the scene, most of us have decided to scale the building but there is one man who is deciding not to risk it. He is determined to stay back in this already half blown up room. He is confused, and scared, and mostly thinking of himself. He doesn’t know what to do. We are targets the moment we run for the outside.

In the scene I am running with the others to begin scaling down the structure, but — a largely conscious observation point is left here with this man.

As the rest of us go over the side, he is standing in the framework of the door to the room. Moments later, another man comes from the outside through this area. He is holding something disguised in his hand. It cautions the man who stayed behind to move out of his way. As he does, this new man steps into the pool room. The other begins to head toward where he saw us scale over, but turns to look back to see if he is possibly going to be shot. Rather than shoot him, that man, from inside the pool room throws a bomb down hard onto the ground. The explosion takes not only him but the rest of that corner of the whole floor level. 

With the explosion all in my field goes black.
I shift through the Void and in seconds find myself back in physical space.

Has this really been an invasion by our world of this other?

I wonder. In semi-cognitive dissonance.

Can one world really invade
another in this way?