I have written subject posts here before, on what i have discovered about this place people think of as reality. This is a sad time for my oldest child, my daughter. My son in law died 4 days before his 22 birthday, i watched the superbowl with his father, as his son before his death, had planned a superbowl party with his dad. It was the day before the viewing, and two days before his cremeation.

I want the people who have enjoyed my posts to realize that the things i have written about before, are absolutely true. I will begin from when it started to happen, the early morning that he died in his sleep in bed, next to my sleeping daughter. But first, he is the one my daughter brought home to introduce to me, the one who i had written briefly about before. So a brief recall before i begin.

When i first met him and shook his hand, i had a memory flash of him as a three or four yr old, playing with his toys in his parents yard next to the driveway. While he was playing, a big dark car pulled into the drive and the occupants opened their windows. They had dark hair and eyes and cruel expressions on their faces. They also had the presence of those who have been parasited by the energy things that controll a few score million of our citizens here in the U.S. The ones who control our goverment, and through them, the rest of us. Also the ones who have pocked with me on and off throughout my life.

They told him that he was never going to amount to anything in this life, and would die young. This is what i told my then daughters boyfriend. I loved him too, and it was hard for me as well. I told him not to pay attention to what he had been told, and asked him if he had any feelings of being useless and what not, he said no, it was'nt affecting him. But he asked me how i knew of something like that, especially when i never knew of him when he was little.
The explaination of that will be explained throughout the rest of my post.

I have written before that i am a recluse, because whenever i go out, i see peoples lives as they are, and as they were within this scenario, before it was changed. It does'nt happen with everyone, only those who have shared a part of themselves with me in this and other scenario's{other times and whens, and the same ones, just a different persons perspective}
I woke up the morning he had died around 3:30 a.m. my bedroom was freezing, yet i had sweated about a gallon of water from my body. I felt odd, as if i should know something, and then shrugged it off and managed to dose until my daughter called to inform me that her husband had died. It was around 7:30 a.m. when she called. Though i have not seen death in this place, as the character i am forced to be has been led away from that, my first response to her was that i've seen plenty of dead people before and to just describe what was going on, to give her a direstion and focus, as she was in tears from the shock and pain of what happened. Which she did.

After hanging up with her, i raged at the clear air mass's with the pin flashs{i had not seen this coming, though i could see other things that have happened before they did.} I told them before never to mess with the one's i think of as bonds{what you call family} Silence for the first time in the five years the've been showing bits and pieces of the times and lives they had been showing me for that time. Instead, they started flooding me with the pond ripple affect his death would have on others who knew him.

They lived in the midwest, the southern bible belt capital, the lands of my enemys. What you who use R.V.I. terminology would call the devils playground. Headquarters to more evil then you could ever imagine. Or want to understand. The whole trip down i was flooded with the memory images of the various things that had happened around me the other times i had made the same trip. The differences were obvious to me, and i am grateful, for some of the prior events did not go well for me. Or others. Yes, after he died and i was told about it, they let me remember going through it all several times before.
My whole time down there was filled with these events and images, as well as other things.

I had a conversation with my son in laws grandfather, he was a christian who had no use for religion, but had given himself to the delusion called jesus. He had never finished reading or studying the bible. The first time was in his caddie, he said he had given himself to the holy spirit, and i believed him because i could feel that energy parasites presence within him, and it was trying to encompus me. I blanked all feeling and emotion away and pulled away from him, i could see the frown on his face as i managed to pull away from it. The second conversation was at the funeral home. Somehow the fallen ones where brought up{i had promished myself i would'nt get into that stuff before leaving} I told him what they were, and the main one the rest reffered to as their friend from the north. He was nodding his head yes to what i was saying, and when i said "friend from the north" he said to me; yes, he is that. I told him about that friend being the original ezekial{though that one has been changed this time around. all that means is that he's taken a new face.}

The point is that only the fallen and their willing human slaves{other then me, and others} know that. Ezekial thought it a great joke to reveal himself to those at the vatican, who now consider him their greatest secret{or "proof" that they are not wrong, falling deeper into the illusion} I mentioned layers upon layers in my former writtings. The second thing he admitted inadvertainly, was that the five remaining fallen are not the only one's of their kind here. The one's of themselves they supposedly destroyed, were divided into many seperate pieces of the energy that they are, and have developed individual personality's and characdteristics. They call themselves aodra, servants of the five. They are what are called by the misinformed, angels of dark and light, divided into two sides to continue the useless{from humanity's viewpoint, they just don't know it} war of so called good and evil. To beings which have never existed.

Their is no divine, and they all laugh at what they have managed to pull off, humanity fighting itself over useless drivel, because of religion, if an R.V.I. was still free of that so called "spirit" they would begin to see things more objectively, they would know they are being suckered into makeing the rest of humanitys lives here miserable for no reason. But they can't, they are controlled, part of a herd that is maintained by the parasites. They think that storys of a being being able to do what it does, will scare people into worshipping along with them. That is their biggest undoing, for it is direct evidence that humanity has been invaded, and has several million humans helping the invader to destroy the rest of us. As the jehova parasite did for the hebrews, outcasts and villians all when they began. The barbarians. The same with the jesus mythos, just a different way. They don't want to destroy us, they could have done that when they defeated us long ago, and let us rot on this world. Many are the myths of them helping us{destroy, then pretend to give a hand up} Whatever.

While at the service, i saw a very large airmass with a white gold pinflash in the upper righthand corner above the display coffin. I pointed it out to the grandfather and his fellow christian hencewoman, he jerked in surprise upon seeing it, she did'nt see it at all. He saw that she could'nt and wisely did'nt say anything.But he knows now, and that was why he was allowed to see it, so he would choose a new path, one of love. He was a terriable old bear. At the final service, the place was filled with those no one could see, but me and my little grandson, my son in laws son, 6 days away from his first birthday. They knew i could see them, and they very coldly said in my mind: he is ours. My response within my own mind was to say: you are but illusion first and foremost, and you know that you will all end, the scenario's will be shut down{the different so called reality's} And all those i love will return to the nothingness from wench they sprang, as will all of you vile creatures of emptyness, that you call me names and have mocked and tortured me from within the confines of your so called purity is but a humourous thing. For you will all cease, as you have all never been.

Back at my daughters, i went into the garage to have a cigerette, i looked around at my son in laws tools and said aloud; you really were on your way up{10,000 or more worth of tools} To bad you lied to me when i had asked if you had let those creatures affect you. My son in laws voice{weepy} responded; i know. Within my mind{i could feel his presence} Inside, my grandson kept going to his big yellow peekachew in the back of his room and sitting on it, while looking at his bookcase and saying; da! dada! and pointing. I saw him myself, i told my grandson that yes, da da was here, but know one else could see him. My daughter could sense him, but until she saw and heard that, she always thought i was losing it. It was a relief to know my first born child did'nt think i was nuts anymore, and i also found out something she had never told me, that see could see as well. They do say things around here pass through genetics, however scewed those genetics have been made to be. The trip back was still loaded with things that had happened before, but were different now.

I thought awhile before writting this, while doing dish's i had left undone before the trip down, i had a strong memory flash, i was a little boy and i was looking at a picture of a balding thin looking fellow holding a baby boy. It knocked me for a loop, as the picture i was looking at was one taken by my son in laws family, of me holding my grandson, except the film had'nt even been developed yet. I was looking at the picture and i was crying, as i knew it was the so called former me. My grandfather in what i was seeing and hearing was my little grandson, my own son having died in the great rebellion in his midfiftys when the religious took off the blinders at last, and the rest of America rebelled against their tyranny. Two versions i have seen, free humans winning{my son} and one where the religious won{it was a more then police state in that one, the reason three quarters of America rebelled to begin with}
In any event, i did'nt want to know that{my son} Anyway, Grampa Aidon was taking care of the familys little ones in the aftermath. I was shown that the two other little one's had been my son and daughter, the little ones of their own children they had had in their lives.

This is where it gets important and i find myself needing other opinions. On the flight back, i was allowed to know and see, that the large airmass and pinflash was actually myself watching the filtered awareness of myself through the constuct i am within. i had the memory of watching and also knowing the body of me within the airmass and pinflash was a lot closer to the real me then the construct i am now forced to inhabit.

In all, i am still at a loss as to what they intend, as they let me know that my love for my bond here, forced upon me as it was, as it took me many scenario do overs here to accept the manbeasts that are my "family". It is what is keeping me here, love for those here now, those before them and those who come after, past, present and future as you would say. Except that they may have new faces and bodys, but they are the same people. I will not go to the emptyness that those who control this here are. I am human, just not this downgraded version. The humans i speak of can do most of what you consider power here and far more. Only we don't rule or force others to our way, as the empty one's have done here through what you call religion and many other ways. What you call civilization here, is just another word for barbaric{civilizationreligious}

As before, i don't apoligize for being me. If you are offeneded by reading it, go read something else. To anyone else, what are your opinions?

can i ask what is energy parasite
im very glad to hear text telling reincarnation
maybe you are the creator of your own world like the story of ramasita who is shiva
i wonder who i was before

Was'nt shiva considered the Annilater? That he created his own world as ramasita, is a case in point that what we live, is an illusion that some of whom within can manipulate to their will. As far as reincarnation goes, my reasoning goes past that. You have never died, only lived the experiance's of deaths.
That sort of mind manipulation from another is frightening, as well as emulated by the religious here.{sort of}

Finding out the truth of that is buried within layers of deciet within your own mind, placed within by the empty creatures who generate this scenario we think we are living. You will find that you have been many, before you find yourself, and when you do, you will have seen all the horrors they have put you through first. The constructs lives are controlled and manipulated.

Manipulation is done by what i call the energy parasites{the tools of those generating this illusion}, in the various guises they use within the framework of belief systems based on faith. They become the various things that your thinking has been manipulated towards. The various illusions within the general illusion you call reality.

Have you ever experianced what i've been discussing?

Whatever direction the scenario takes, you will end up back here in what you mistakenly call time and place. It only has been given the appearance of linier progression, as if time will always be, as in the real reality. And before some smartbut comes up with "scenario or not, your here" so would'nt you call this a reality?

First, no one is really here, it does'nt exist. Only your awareness is, thinking itself incased within the construct you have been made to think of as you. You have a real body and it is whole, body, mind and voice. The constructs are filters that seperate you from your body and true voice, your mind is shielded from your original memorys, in effect a blank sheet of paper.

You can see the sickness of a religious civilization in all the things they do here to "control" other people through their minds. It is horrable that people here think that is o.k.

Even your mind, shielded as it is, can only use a piece of your awareness through the constructs, which have been designed to be pitiful here. So limited that you are in affect helpless before the antics of the religious, and their various goverments they use to make "laws" that coincide with their docterine.
I said before and say again, the seperation of church and state was never worth the paper it was written on, a sop only, to hide what they do to the rest of us under the guise of public safety through "laws and legislation".

At the same time they have been running one of their secondary programs, in that they have made themselves to appear persicuted, so that they may garner sympathy and support from the mass's. When it does'nt go their way, they cause disaster, so that they can pretend to be the saviors of whatever situation that they themselves have brought about. This has been done at all levels throughout what you call history, since the sickness of humans worshiping energy parasites has come about{religious} They have also fostered the attitude that humans are useless and would'nt it be just nice to give yourself to a nonhuman energy beast that could give a fig about humans, except to torture them for their emotional energy.

All the "evidence" is right in front of you. You live on an alien occupied planet that a few score million humans control for the parasites{religious} the human collabartors also control our armed forces, as well as all the higher tech they enjoy for themselves, leaving us the garbage tech that depends on everything else around it to keep it running, just like our infrastructure has been arranged to be. It would be much more difficult to move against them when all of that has been made interdependant. Starvation would be the first result, while they sit comfy and well fed in their highteck enclaves, their children safe and sound. Not so ours.

The words terrorist, religious, goverment, public official, all have something in common in this place of religious filled horror.

Can you figure it out?

I thought i had written this post rather well, why no response's?

maybe bcoz others are tired of reading hehe
i must read 1st

aahhh nice new post sir/maam caana ( coz i dont know if your male or female)
hehe maybe if we want to leave on our own i think we must refrech ourself and
become a astetics/hermit/etc.

right now I dont go to church anymore but I pay honor to the creator when i remember
In my present time I have done experiments like cloud controlling hehe