by
Jaye B.
Matae accessed my memory banks and pulled a dream to the surface where I was going up a spiral, wrought iron staircase in an abandoned insane asylum located in Anoka, Mn. -only to discover a weathered astronaut with plastic teeth sitting at a desk in a jump suit. He instructed me to go over to some drawers and open the top one. Inside were microscope slides.
He told me to take one and bring it to him which I did. He then got up and we went into a pitch black planetarium and he inserted the slide into a stellar, pulsating projector. An image of a young woman appeared above us on the ceiling. Many angels ministered to her.
“Serbian rape camp.” Matae said. “Reptilians trapped her in the slide after she got caught in the soul trap net in the ionosphere.”
The astronaut then took a pointer and directed my attention to a constellation connected with the pyramids in Bosnia-Herzegovina. Where she was from. “Any place with a high spiritual vibe is going to get targeted.”
There was absolutely no guile in the astronaut that told me this.
I followed him back to the drawers and he opened another one jammed full of more microscope slides. “Child sex trafficking.” He closed it and opened the one below it. “Adrenochrome.” He said. He opened another. “Kids worked to death in the Congo so people can virtue signal in their electric cars.”
He closed the drawer sensing that I couldn’t bear to look at any more of them.
Still, I wanted to know more about the gruesome details of the fate of all these brave and innocent excarnated souls ministered to and protected by angels. Also, I wanted to know how they intercepted the slides from the Reptilians. But was humbled when I was told that was not of any importance whatsoever, rather the God thread that never breaks and keeps us all heart connected should be seen.
It takes losing everything to realize that we all have this god thread. It takes getting thrashed for long periods of time to realize this very indestructible thing we have within ourselves and during the worst of crises we can focus on and be reassured that we will never lose the connection.
We went back and sat down in the vast and empty planetarium. I found myself fixating on one of the constellations high above me and the astronaut saw me do so.
"Oh dear." my tour guide said. "You are really resonating with the healing locus of that place. And you know it has come to you in your dreams ...this little bit of paradise, your home. Don't be ashamed of your utopian longings or the visions of them that you have for that is where the souls you are seeing go for healing, restoration and regeneration....and then resume helping others...those they love.”
He then took me to where a state of the art telescope was next to the planetarium and we sat at the base of it. He then looked through it.
“You just need to reconnect, then you become a full on capacitor just like the pyramids and start arcing all this healing energy. I went full on arcing myself and they locked me up here but failed to break my spirit as you can see." He said. "Even after all the electroshock they did on me, I arc away." He said with a smile. It was then that I realized that those were not plastic teeth but rather a mouth guard for when they were zapping him and that had melted into teeth.
All the while I tried assessing what the rest of him was made of.
He then asked me to take a look through the telescope and when I did, I could feel the subtle latticework within my heart activate and entrain with my dream friend as well as the souls of those getting healed, the ones rescued from the grips of the reptilians, all healed, put under the wings of the most high as stated in Psalm 91 and where perfect love casts out all fear.
The astronaut pulled the lens of the telescope out and showed me that it was a pulsating, living crystal disc. "Born of the central sun." He said a bit vaguely and re-inserted the lens lovingly into the telescope. "By her.” He nodded towards my muse.
I went back down the stairs where my lens maker awaited me. She saw how horrified I was then revealed in her heart to me more of the Radionics constellations and I could see all these traumatized souls being guided to them by angels. She showed me more planetariums tucked in abandoned insane asylums, manned like they were lighthouses on the ocean, by none other than lone astronauts.
She then led me outside, away from the dream and over to a young woman of about 14 years old. We all walked over to a clear lake and sat on the shore and it was then I realized that this was the victim in the Serbian rape camp and that she had been fully healed and that her fragmented mind was no longer fragmented. Her soul either. No sub personalities. No alters. No PTSD. Integral and sovereign. Her body restored as well. This beautiful woman, like Matae, had mastered all of the world's mathematics and sciences in the most balanced of ways. However, the most striking thing to me was neither she or Matae had any arrogance, no haughtiness, no disdain, no self importance, no pride, no superciliousness, no being full of themselves whatsoever and that their astonishing intelligence was innate and fully rooted in their pure hearts. As a result of their admirable modesty, I didn’t feel inferior as a human, with limited understanding, being with them.
(C)2023-Jaye B.
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Jaye B. is a writer, musician and artist. His art criticism has appeared in Art Paper, New North Artscape, Art Muscle, Northfield Magazine and elsewhere. His articles have also appeared in City Pages, Twin Cities Reader, Mysteries Magazine, Fahrenheit San Diego, High Plains Reader, New Dawn and Rain Taxi. He has appeared on BBC Radio, WGN Chicago, WLW Cincinnati and elsewhere in the mediasphere to discuss his work. Please help support Reset News @ Paypal, Cash App or contact the author for other options @ resetnews@protonmail.com
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