19 August 2017 0 Comments

Protect, Protect , and more Protection

 

I have been doing research in the strange but real world of UFO and the Paranormal for over 50 years, and one thing I have learned is that you need to practice some serious form of self-protection, especially when doing field research. This is because we are dealing with entities like reptilians, ghosts, forest beings, and dark entities of all shapes and forms and they can harm you physically and mentally.

The problem here is since a researcher is going into various powerful beings’ habitat, it is truly best to put some protection around your physical and energetic body. For these entities can attach themselves to the unaware researcher and cause havoc after the person leaves the field research area and re-enters his/her home base.

So what can happen if you are not careful and don’t protect yourself? Here are a few examples. First, many of you have heard of Skinwalker Ranch, a powerful vortex in Utah where strange entities come and go through a portal area on the old ranch. The volume of strangeness became so great that the government took it over to watch over this huge vortex. Back before the government took over, a man came out to meditate on the ranch and to make contact with the alien entities, but through this process his mind was possessed by frightening beings, and that ended his meditation career, and he was never the same. Rainbow and I also went to the Ranch. It seemed like everything was quite normal with the experience. We smudged before and on the way back home but a couple of strange entities  followed us to our house. Rainbow being empathic was able to communicate with the two entities, keeping the diabolical one at bay.

Another personal experience I had, was when I was meditating in my home in Georgia, I received a telepathic warning that entities were on their way. The warning led me to believe they were coming for negative purposes so I prepared myself and was ready. Shortly after I received the warning, three reptilian beings came into my meditation and wanted permission to enter my house and possibly do harm to me and/or my family. I confronted them outside my home and they vanished. Confronting them in a fearless way , normally will stop their advances.

All of these bad outcomes could have been avoided with a little extra protection. Researchers should simply clear themselves as they leave their homes, doing both, a clearing mantra and smudging. Also before entering a research area , researchers should ask for permission which can either be granted or reject. If permission is rejected, leave immediately.  Finally, if permission is granted and you are leaving the research area you should thank the entities for allowing you to occupy their space. A final protection could be to recite a mantra before the researcher enters his/her home base stating that no entities may enter your sacred place now or ever. It’s quick and it works.

Sleep tight, you always need to protect your mind and soul, because they have infinite cosmic value. To some entities it’s like winning the lottery, especially if they can invade a human’s inner- self .

MWiz

20 April 2016 0 Comments

Can Aliens be Possessed?

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Blurry image of nightmarish alien beings.

The fear that comes from the very word, possession conjures up memories of just about every possession type movie ever made. How many people wake up each day worried that something will take over their body? Probably not many, because as humans, we don’t live life thinking in terms of our bodies being possessed or fear the unthinkable … body snatching. It’s a made for movie problem, not so much a real life problem. But what happens to those few who have experienced possession? Are they ever the same or does the relationship between body and soul have a whole new meaning?

The body is the vessel that contains so much of our life experience here on earth. The library within is a complete anthology of who we are and it contains our evolution as souls. Our bodies are truly the vessels of experience because in order to complete multiple life cycles, I believe we need multiple bodies. Some may argue this statement but it’s one that I have come to understand as the truth. The human experience is so much more and I am forever grateful to God, our architect of life for the endless opportunity to learn and grow throughout the ages.

With the alien abductions I have experienced, I have learned that with my brain’s ability to contain information, it also can be so manipulated. Reality versus implants becomes muddy and permeable to what I think the truth is. Maybe what I remembered really didn’t happen or it did on a larger scale. After all these lifetimes, I wonder why my brain and body are still so vulnerable. But I got to thinking, what of that of Aliens? Can they be possessed like humans and would any other entity really even want to take over such an adversarial foe? Would it even be the same or is it really an earth based condition and one that only humans experience.

In the scheme of things, does the evolution of a species play a part in their vulnerability? Why are humans specific to earth plagued problems that come with the deluge of experiments, abductions and the subjugation of fallacious rule? Do Aliens experience what we do in their own communities or do they have an entirely different type of dynamics within their communities that places them in a different realm?

Do the various entities have procedures that dictate who they conquer, harass or manipulate? How is it, that mankind can be possessed and yet we never hear of Aliens such as Greys, Reptilian or the Tall Whites that succumb to the same problem? Do dark entities know instinctively who to manipulate and subjugate? If it happens, it’s a well kept secret at least from a human standpoint.

Wouldn’t it make sense to possess a more powerful species? Perhaps this is a dark secret that dark entities don’t want us to know about. With Aliens highly evolved minds, are they impervious to attacks and possession?

With our emotional strengths and weaknesses, we can overcome any adversity and yet call to ourselves the very darkness that we so detest by one emotion that serves no one, it’s called fear. It can blanket every aspect of a person’s day or night, taking over the sanity of their lives, creating a perilous existence. Fear seems to be the one thing that human beings carry within them that other species don’t. If fear is our Achilles heel, what would be so for other species? I really don’t think that we are so inferior as a species that we are the only ones being attacked and tormented by malevolent creatures. But I must admit, when I was in the company of Greys, it never entered my mind to ask this question. It wasn’t even on the back-burner for future encounters.

Can the idea of people following their religions be a beacon, that invisible marker that attracts these dark creatures? Religions in their many traditions tend to become the mediaries between humans and their divinity. The unfortunate consequence of letting someone else tell us what God wants us to know, is that it seats us at a disadvantage. Sometimes religion creates a disproportionate echelon that places people at the very bottom or more to the point leading them to believe that is their rightful place.

Adding to this question, I haven’t really heard of a Sasquatch, Dogman or other Cryptids becoming possessed but maybe this is because the archaic stories of old have somehow been lost through the forests of time, along with the creatures of old. Interestingly enough, with the paranormal activity connected to abductions, I wonder if the ethereal world beyond the veil has more to it than we can ever fathom. Maybe Aliens don’t become possessed because they are a part of the possession itself. So the question then becomes, who is worse, the demon or the Alien?

1 May 2015 0 Comments

ARCHANGELS, FALLEN ONES AND THE DARK AGENDA

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Part 1
In today’s day and age it seems like there is so much happening on the ethereal plane that seems hidden … strategic battles for humanity’s well being, the battle of wills, and the card game of chance. For the most part, a good number of people can’t see the details of specific outcomes, the end results of secreted negotiations for our very existence, but perhaps it’s more surreptitious on our part. Could it be, we don’t want to see anything that changes our perceived comfort level of existence? If anything, if we can touch it, feel it or smell it, it’s palatable, at least on the outside, anything beyond that is science fiction or literary tales.

If we think about this palatability, it makes no sense, at least not in the daily laborious kind of way that affects our reality. Do we touch God by holding a bible or pushing open the church doors? Do we feel the brush of Angel wings when the wind blows through our hair? Does incense become the essence of how Heaven smells or does it help us know or understand what smells would accompany the presence of God or the Angels? As human beings we desire a connection to our hopes and beliefs thus creating a makeshift reality that at times can feel real. Looking at my childhood and seeing the present status of the church I grew up in, I think the makeshift reassurances somehow became real in peoples minds instead of the assumed substitution.

I get confused when I hear about the fallen angels who I’ve read, are also known as the Anuunaki or Nephilim. I know their existence is written about in Sumerian tablets but how close is the similarity? I have always doubted that they are all demons, maybe because this seems a bit too easy, at least for the dark side. It’s as if, disagreeing with God conveys a narrow minded bearing that bellows, “It’s my way or the highway!” God seems more complex than that and in other ways simpler, perhaps he is the original paradox only because of our limited access to him. So bottom line, I don’t doubt the existence of fallen angels, just what is written about them and what is the truth. Depending on which religion or culture has inscribed their belief or definition, it’s hard to tell who is closest to the truth or who is fantastical in their story telling.

Raconteurs are apart of every generation. They are the story tellers of long forgotten tales residing in hidden, religious significance. Recounting old stories can create an almost fanatical enthusiasm that becomes a renewed craze based on a renaissance of morbid curiosity. But sometimes the accumulative mindset of society follows an unknown and implied suggestion, that every now and then should be ignored in the first place. This insinuated and unnerving resurgence usually has no value or place within our present day reality. It’s interesting how people can be influenced by these religious provocateurs, who insist upon testing whether the years of acquired knowledge of modern man was retained or squandered.
Because of this intrigue, there seems to be a misguided evocation peeking its head around numerous corners, watching humanity ruminate over religious ideologies and philosophies. One such topic that is quickly becoming popular within radio shows, TV and documentaries, is demonic entities. The shows state their true names, narrating their archaic story and providing captivating stories of present day interactions with these entities. This faux pas is precarious to say the least because it’s one of the demon’s most desired inductions into people’s lives. To be called or named by those who have no idea of the ramifications in doing so, allows for an easy entrance with a welcoming mat that says, enter. In today’s society, such names should not be aired over radio, television, videos or documentaries. Obviously, the more people who hear these names, the more power and attention the entity receives. It’s a no brainer if you think about it but it’s almost as if by a deliberate hypnotic gesture such as mind control, that radio show hosts, writers and television editors allow the names to be aired without considering the consequences. Why at this point in society, has the easiest lock and key solution become a forgotten fail-safe?

I’m not a church goer, more a spiritualist by nature but I guess there are a few things that as a human, I feel should be dealt with sensibly and tactfully because the ramifications could be potentially dangerous. Perhaps in this case, I should explain why.

As humans, we are a very unique species because we have something about us that can only be achieved by being born onto this planet. We are carried within the womb by our mother’s who themselves were carried in the same manner by their mother’s. This means, that all mothers have one thing in common, which is the earth’s frequency they pass down to their children. We are born with earth’s frequency as our insignia which allows us to live upon her and thrive. It’s an amazing birthright and one of the greatest gifts given to humankind.

Our bodies are vessels that are a great commodity because we have the ability to feel and express emotions to such a degree that can become very intriguing and desirable to many observers watching this planet. Because of this, our bodies are extremely valuable to any who want to either invade, occupy or borrow our birthright. With this being said, I must ask, why would we want to allow something or someone so dark into our subconscious so that they can gain knowledge into our very weaknesses and vulnerabilities? One truth that reveals itself in the occultus realm, is that lurking outside the day to day life of humans, are opportunists who have no consideration for the well being of our souls. The bottom line for us as humans, should be to keep such deviant entities away from our birthright.
The ethereal world seems connected to our planet by the undying and affixed memories of souls passing away either untimely or with an unconventional ending. It seems Hollywood is fixated on scripts that incorporate a ghoulish and dark spirit coming back for vengeance or giving in to the dark forces that either haunt humans or want to devour them. If we add in movies that end with the dark forces winning along with societies distorted and morbid interest in such beings lurking in the night, we end up with an environment ripe for frightening visitations or worse, possession if not in body but in mind.

The morning light in most movies, signifies hope, the unstoppable brilliant fire that illuminates even the deepest and darkest crevices, allowing for humanities escape from the unending pursuit of nightmarish ghouls. This hope is signified in angels but not just any angel, the most high, the right hand of God, the doers of his will … the Archangels. If humanity wins in the end, I guess Hollywood feels there is not much more to write home about. Yet, even with this very misconstrued ideology in the mainstream consciousness, we as a society are starting to get ahold on what kind of reality we want to live in. Running from ghouls is hard work and to be honest, it’s ridiculous to watch another person run from something we wouldn’t want any part of. Maybe, by watching someone else go through a scary plot or circumstance, keeps the line in the sand drawn, movies versus reality.

On the opposite side of this coin, are those who strive for the all consuming darkness, the comatose silence that is deafening to the senses. They are the ones who revel in this profligacy and reanimate their perversions one ritual at a time. For what purpose does the existence of opposites subsist opposing each other? Symbols for light and dark have been a part of human history since the consciousness of man could tell the two apart. What makes any group choose sides and stick to their agenda, is the real question. I have wondered how individual choices affects the connection humans have with the earth. Does a dark journey change the outcome of the insignia a person is born with?

13 March 2015 0 Comments

Dark Witches, Shapeshifters and Skinwalkers

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Part 2

The shapeshifters of today, can either be a dark witch or a noble healer. The dark witch, manifests his or her skill by the dark arts and by enticing the animalistic qualities or the spiritual significance of the darkness and the silent and ominous shadows. The shaman that has animal totems as assistants, calls upon their gifts and insight, invoking their compassionate and healing qualities to help humankind. The two are polar opposites of each other, so consequently for every curse there is a cure.

My personal view of shapeshifters is that they carry on the traits of their animal totems but they usually don’t turn into them. There are exceptions of course but they are not so much shapeshifting in its normal sense but more morphing due to black magic that alters the physical form. In order to have this happen, possession would have to take place and the obvious sign of this is selling of ones soul in order to gain unusual abilities that are not usually associated with humans.

There are numerous photos and many stories told of shamans who wear the skin of their animal totem. In many cases this allows for the various strengths of the animal to come forth and assist with the desired outcome of specific ceremonies or prayer. There are those who wear the skin of their animal totem for darker reasons, this is usually done for a negative impression, left for those who oppose their way of life. Bottom line, it’s a in your face, don’t mess with me message. A good rule of thumb, is to never pick up a hitch hiker on known roads where dark shapeshifters are known to reside and to keep your eyes ahead on the road when you drive by. Eye to eye contact is where the subliminal messages start to happen and where the emotions start to waver for unknown reasons.

The differences between shapeshifters and skinwalkers, even though the obvious assumption is that they are very similar, can be confusing. A shapeshifter is more like a sorcerer of old, connecting with the elements and nature, procuring a friendship and alliance. The question arises, regarding who a shapeshifter chooses to align themselves with. The answer makes clear the difference between a shapeshifter and skinwalker because one will become a puppet master and the other, the puppet being controlled or the creature born from elemental traits that are not human related.

Another question that arises, is what is the difference between a dark witch and a shapeshifter? This is a good question and one that I have actually asked various friends in the know about. No one seems to really know what the difference is but I think I might have an idea that I will share with you.

A dark witch has an agenda that is usually in the dark realm of possession and ritual so they tend to live in an environment they perpetuate over and over again through out their lives. Endless curses and spells cast onto people, eventually take a toll on a witch’s sanity, leading them into a weird type of lunacy that eventually causes their own demise. Darkness begets darkness thus resulting in a its own karmic debt. Dark witches do work with the elements but I have always found in most cases that a dark witch has an ego a mile long and they are not willing to share the lime light. This means they ultimately use others as a means to gain power and control for themselves. Eventually, the shadows become a jail sentence with the dark witch confined and wallowing within their own curses and spells.

A shapeshifter has a broader scope and understanding of the elements and how to use them to their benefit. They usually invoke the help of the elements understanding their relationship with nature. From research and interviews, I have found that it’s not uncommon for some Native American families have both, light and dark relations as apart of their family dynamics. The homebody itself can become a very intense fight for the light and dark quandary, opposing each other. Interestingly enough, the light and dark aspects of life are opposite sides of the same coin. Most Native American families understand the characteristics of both sides and because of this; shapeshifting and witchcraft have very different uses and incentives depending on which side of the coin is being used. As each side opposes each other other, they create a dichotomy that embellishes the details of each individual practitioner.

I’ve been thinking back to my Taos years and I think the closest I came to a dark shapeshifter was when I rented a round house with a friend of mine close by where my grandmother used to live. We drove by the house thinking it would make a great practice and dance studio besides a great meditation space. It was hidden from a dirt road by trees and brush so it was very secluded. As we were to find out quickly, the round house had a dark and haunted energy to it in the daytime, almost taking on an ominous and foreboding atmosphere as the encroaching evening slowly crept up on us. The woman who owned the house had a huge alter against a wall in the center room which was used as a kitchen and dining room combination. Dead birds with needles in them and other small creatures were apart of her alter. Her instructions were made very clear to us in a note that she left, stating that we could not touch her alter or move anything from its place.

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When I rented the house with my friend, I had no idea the alter was going to be there but my friend did, unfortunately she didn’t feel the need to tell me about it because she thought it was cool. I had a problem with it from the get go and I made my feelings known. The alter itself, took a really bizarre house to begin with, right into another Friday the 13th movie sequel. I had the worst feeling in the pit of my stomach about the house but unfortunately my friend didn’t. Our so called landlady had decided to leave a day ahead of schedule without telling us. Keys, detailed notes and silence greeted us as we stood in the middle room back to back. The reality of the situation finally hit when the noises started to get louder. My friend looked scared and I was terrified!

Our first and only night at the house was dealing with constant banging and creaking from the roof and side of the walls. The top floor was where the beds were, so we decided it was best to stay up there together, incase anything happened. We put two twin beds on one side of the room and decided it was best to leave all our clothes and belongings in our bags for fear that if something happened, we could leave quickly without missing a beat.

Eventually sleep finally came for both of us but only after enduring rattling and banging noises from all around the house which was enough to make a sane person go insane. Unfortunately our reprieve was short lived because out of the blue and without warning, a bird began to loudly squawk inside a pipe that led from the outside to a cast-iron stove by the wall, across from us. It almost seemed like it was trying to go through the pipe in order to get into the room where we were at. We both sat up, awakened by the horrible noise it was making and put our hands to our ears. Then, as quickly as it had come… everything went still and the noise was totally gone. It was as if we had woken up right in the middle of a nightmare. Strangely as we were sitting up in our beds, we could smell the odor of soggy dirt and yet we couldn’t tell from which direction it was coming from. It was like the smell of a dark and dingy cave that had a fungusy smell to it along with the dank air. It stayed with us the rest of the night so I put my sleeping bag over my head hoping morning would come quickly so I wouldn’t have to breath in the damp air for too much longer.

Sunrise was a joyous relief and as soon as we could see daylight peering over the mountain, we were up and ready to get the heck out of there. It was still quite dark outside but once we could hear the birds singing, we knew we had survived the night. We walked down the steps to the kitchen area and immediately stopped in our tracks. We saw that several of the birds on the alter had been moved from their original positions from the night before. To appease the landlady, we decided to put most of them back in their original positions. For some odd reason that I still can’t figure out to this day, I looked behind me and saw a beautiful bird with a yellow crest on it, laying on its side in a an old fashioned glass cabinet. It had a needle through its heart and for some strange reason unbeknownst to me, I knew that the bird’s spirit was kept hostage in the house. Against my friend’s advice, I took the bird outside and took the needle out of its chest and laid it down by a tree so it could be back with its natural surroundings. When I walked back into the house, it felt like I was immediately surrounded by a deafening sound of birds shrieking in my head. I suddenly realized that each and every bird that was kept on that alter was stuck in that house, its spirit trapped by the landlady. I wanted to free all the birds but my friend argued that I would implicate her with me if I did. I knew at that point that the landlady was definitely a dark practitioner and yet I wasn’t sure if she was a dark witch or dark shapeshifter, but I also felt a responsibility to the birds. I decided that I would come back in a few days and free all the birds myself, never telling my friend what I was going to do.

I had to muster up all my bravado three days later when I drove back to the house. Even though it was a beautiful day, I was petrified of the house. As I drove up to the house,the most horrific feeling washed over me. I had to sit in my truck and try to get ahold of myself. I finally got out of my truck and walked up to the front door. I heard noises inside, yet I knew nobody was home. I unlocked the front door and the door creaked open slowly. It was at that very moment, that I knew the landlady knew what I was going to do. I could feel she was waiting for me, wanting me to walk into the house. I told no one I was going over there so it would have been days if not weeks before anyone would know where I was. I heard a growl from inside that sounded really close to the door so I grabbed the doorknob and closed the door; locking it quickly and I high tailed it out of there. I drove away like a bat out of hell and didn’t go back … at least not alone. Interestingly, my friend never went back to the house … period after the first night. She told me she was afraid of the house and left me her key along with dealing with the landlady when she came back. I hated the fact that the birds were held captive in that house but on my own, it was too dangerous to do anything. I couldn’t get help because as strange as it sounded, people didn’t believe me.

The landlady ended up coming back a month sooner then planned and I once more, headed back to her house, keys in hand and a resolute attitude to free the birds. She was a young woman with brown hair and a slight build. I could tell from the moment our eyes made contact that she knew; I knew what she was doing. The only thing she said to me was that I had no right to take her bird outside. She said it was sacred and dear to her and that it wasn’t my place to decide what was best for it. I told her it was inhumane to do what she had done to the bird in the first place, and that I knew I did the right thing. We stood squaring off at each other for a few seconds. I stood my ground inside a dark shapeshifter’s house and she for a few minutes thought she had the upper hand. My upper hand came walking in the door; a good friend visiting from out of town, named Phil. He was a Cajun from Louisiana and a body builder who worked at a state penitentiary in Houston plus he knew a lot about witches and dark magic. She looked at him with a surprised look on her face. I walked toward the door where he was standing and turned around to look at her. She seemed really old at that moment and very agitated by Phil’s presence. I told her that eventually nature would be knocking at her door and when that day came, pay back would be a bitch. We walked away and at that very moment, it seemed like all the birds around us in the trees started talking at the same time, I thought they were all saying, way to go!

Then out of the corner of my eye, I saw an unusually big, black dog. He looked ferocious and I knew at that moment, we had just seconds to run back to the truck!