OBE Log: The Queen’s Palace

August 25, 2021

Template reality : drill : repeater : I am placed in a time constraint. I have to make a run for a boat before it takes off. It is a down to the wire kind of thing. The orchestration must be perfect, there is given only enough time to complete the task. I have to grab what I will bring with me in my arms and make the dash. What I am neatly stacking over my right arm are plain wool blankets and clothing. SANDY. the idea of MILITARY.

WBTB, ( Wake-back-to-bed )

It is 6:30am, I wake to use the bathroom. I have the feeling to do a more proper wake-back-to-bed so I brush my teeth, drink some water, tinker around for about 10 more minutes then go back in. I am positioning myself on my stomach ( not usual for a conscious shift but lately I have been doing this ) and rest Aton, my celestite crystal in the crook of my arm. As I am placing my healer to rest at the forehead I am already shift into-and-through etheric space.

I shift through quickly, but as I do I hear being broadcast through the airwaves the simple sentence “vaccines are safe and effective”. I think to myself “there it is”, confirming Clif’s weird warning woo. I find myself knowing this is why I am being sent the current —inserted code— and why I am hearing it as music, to block out what is being broadcast through the airwaves. 

The OBE sends me into the turn of the 19th century ( 1892 ), the Queen’s palace.

For reasons I cannot explain I find myself aware of a time stream link between the Queen’s palace, 1892 – and the Americas, 1950s. As I land I am inside an area of the palace, a red carpet is being rolled up from the inside that leads to the outside. I am walking it – toward the outside – ahead of the two men who are performing the task. I have to walk quite fast to keep ahead of them and at the end am deposited outside onto the walkway.

I look around and see someone I am drawn to. A woman going down a series of stone steps. There is some shapeshifting involved here from human to canine, and back again. I follow and find myself at a below ground level area where there is a grate built into the wall of earth beneath the steps. The woman I have followed here, a forrest woman with very nice energy, thick, blonde shoulder length hair is pulled through the metal bars and inside there. 

I look through the bars after her as like the wind she flows further inside, turning so ephemeral as to appear a spark of bright green light in the end. It rounds the corner to the left and although my energy does want to, I cannot follow. A blonde haired dog appears and helps me find another way back in. Once back inside I am in a bathroom.

My sister, Sandy, is here again. A male helper also arrives : he appears roughly 40, has straight, neatly combed blonde hair and is wearing a 1950s style suit. Sandy is secretly wearing a recording device under her shirt but it is showing from the bottom. The helper tells her to at least tuck it away better out of sight. I reach for the thing, tug it off and throw it in a toilet. After the helper leaves I walk over to see if I can retrieve it but cannot.

Sandy and I are collaborating for some time inside here. I am shifting in and out of being her. When I am her I am wearing ( what I find ) a ridiculous cucumber shirt. I am finding an odd cucumber or two under the countertops am placing them over my feet as shoes. 

The helper addresses ( her ) doing this as well, – but I am already shifting,

Out of the experience toward physical space.

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Note : I do understand the message from Sandy about the cucumbers.

One of the two chants I regularly engage :

The Mrityunjaya Mantra

Time Travel : A Message Through Time

Some things, even though seemingly somewhat simple are just incredulous. What they turn out to be is exponentially more surprising than what you might first think. A few weeks ago I was given a “homework assignment” by my higher ups. I was given the assignment due to an experience that is in the process of heating up in my physical life-space.

This experience involves the use of frequencies in my livable area which began to be used to establish a mean of connection through which to pass a more ‘physical’ kind of communication to me. Something was happening — it may be that others were also using the frequencies — and apparently the beings wanted me to be alert to this.

In order to assist my understanding, it was suggested that I go back into my video archives and string together clippings from a selection of the logs, 2009-2021 in order to help tell a story. In order to help me see something more clearly than I currently was.

Well I took on the task, enormous though it be in its stature, there are more than 300 videos in the archive – knowing surely I would see something anew indeed, but it turned out to be something far more than mere understanding that has taken place. 

Biologically, physiologically this process has been more akin to the striking of a tuning fork inside myself and undergoing an entire restructuring. I would almost liken this to an entire timeline dissolving and a new one coming up in its place. 

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Experiencing Myself as Alternating Fast Sound Vibration

May 7, 2020 

I work hard for this one. 

It is a late night catching myself up with computer related stuff, then a falling off somewhere around midnight. 

I am waking in the early morning to having conceptualized no content, have to use the bathroom and the family is already beginning to wake ( ie: much noise is beginning to flood the house ). I put in earplugs, put on the mindfold and feel my way to the bathroom, knowing this will help me remain in the process of shifting cycles, and more ‘in’ there than out in physical space. 

I return to the bed, position myself prone, put my dream crystal in hand and call for the frequencies to return to me. I am shown a moment from before I fell off to sleep, like the flashcard game I repeat it back. I am shown another moment, I repeat it back. I am shown something large and round and reddish, the size of a bowling ball but visually more like a biological organ bathed in blood. I am curious and asking what in the heck I am seeing. 

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OBE Log: ET Healing, Wilson’s Disease

OBE 

Date: November 18, 2019 : 6 – 8AM
Shift phenomena : standard low rolling vibrations
Location : my purple room, dad’s house – year : 1980
Activity : blood, hair and skin cell samples are being taken. testing for Wilson’s disease
Players : the ETs – female nurse, young male – extremely close friend, Roswell, ( the idea to write/communicate w/ ) Dawn Shears

Around 6AM following a brief sleep interruption I consciously request an OBE..

Sometime later I am keying in on the shift, just your standard low rolling vibrations and the knowing to not move. Consciousness is not steady, it is fluctuating, coming in and out. —Following the shift I am inside and *outside my purple bedroom with two others ( one definitely male and on my left, this one is more prevalent in the experience than the other. He is speaking with me while the other is simply here on my right. From the vantage of the outside view, which it should be said is upstairs and not ground level – we are looking in through the window. From this area I am my 54 year old self.

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Point Consciousness: Merged in the Field of Others

If there is one phenomena more common to my out of body experiences than any other it is that of rarely presenting in my current form. Generally I am either point consciousness, unassociated with any particular form, or point consciousness within the field(s) of other people, other beings, some of which may be other lifetimes and some of which may or may not be.

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