The Next Step – Authenticity
Answer To: The Next Step?
mission guide | 2/10/19
Q: How do we break this language cypher?
Is this the next step?
A: The way I decode the cypher of language, which is the casting of reality, is to go to the alphabets used down through time. Then I look at the statues they carved and what they called their highest deities. What they wrote about them, how they depicted them and what their secret power was that was so universally coveted. What they used their written language for, who had access to read and write. I look at the location of the cultures and the dates of their rise and fall. It is a very big picture that you have to look at in order to pull the nuance out of each letter.
Look at the hieroglyphs that are super rare and see how they were constructed with which symbols. Super rare means super hidden. There are thousands of these statues and writings, sometimes millions, yet we never get to see them because they are all in some freemason’s private collection somewhere.
While breaking the cypher was a very big deal to me, it wasn’t as much so to council who admitted that I did it, for which she was very pleased, but in the end it still doesn’t change anything. We still have the power to demanifest the tools of enslavement if we just get control over our thoughts. So in the end, this is really just entertainment unless you take a stand against all worship of all kinds. Which is easier said than done because we still have the same tendency to think of ourselves as feeble and weak and in need of help to get there to the other side. But this is not true.
What I mean for example is the fact that I am still deified by some of our team members, even though I have said over and over not to follow a man, but follow the message. Much credence is given to the words I say as they struggle to find the pearls of wisdom held inside that will help them reach freedom as if I have all the answers. And while I do have more answers than many, it doesn’t mean I have the power to bring anyone out of the prison.
What do I mean?
The bottom line is you are each one gods. Not just some random, mealy-mouthed shithead that accidentally was born one day to a couple of hillbillies missing teeth. But actual fractals of the only family in all of creation who has the ability to manifest reality. Out of the trillions and trillions of beings out there, just you and a handful of your siblings are able to do this. All the rest are robots that are unable to bring anything into creation.
Of course instantly you will then ask if Djinn are unable to manifest reality, then why can they grant 3 wishes? isn’t that real? Yes and no.
Djinn can manifest what YOU ask for. They cannot manifest what THEY ask for, because the single difference between them and you is you have the ability to create something new in your mind. And creation is all about new. Different. Creative. Unique. That is the fundamental difference between a creator god and a true random creation such as a computer processor number 934-997-1206-5539-6344 rolling off of some assembly line. Which is why I spend so much time talking about being unique and about your brand of art that only you can bring into existence that can be duplicated or mimicked, but can never be equaled.
There is only one Mona Lisa, yet there are millions and millions of duplicates around the planet. But the original will always be the only true Mona Lisa.
This is what we aren’t doing in our lives, setting down the foundation of unique below our feet. We are followers and mimes taught to parrot answers for which we get a gold star in class once we finally realize that all we have to do to get ahead in life is to memorize the answer, then repeat it back to the ones in authority and viola’, we are the loved and cherished golden child everyone wants to talk to. But life isn’t supposed to be about mimicking someone else, it is about authoring existence on your terms in your shape and fashion and flavor. To manifest art.
The difference between an artist and a clone is the artist sees something no one else has seen a hundred billion times before inside that piece of wood or that roll of copper wire. He thinks and acts outside the boundaries of templates. Because he can do this, his life fascinates all others around him, as he is a mystery. A conundrum.
And what is a conundrum? It is exciting because you never know what to expect. And you have to remember that there was one overriding impetus to the creation of “creation” in the first place when engineering the very first time matrix; to create or manufacture a physical reality where anticipation could be reached on a regular basis.
We gloss over that message as if it is nothing but a few words all jumbled up together that fills up a few minutes of our day while reading and isn’t that quaint, yet fail to see the much bigger message behind it. That we MUST BE unique if we are going to be the creator gods we came down here to be and not fall into the trap of being just another clone. Because a fractal of god who only wishes to fit in will eventually and always find themselves being pasted back into yet another robotic body once again that is remote controlled and outside of their own command.
It happens at the end of every civilization that reaches, or almost reaches, the space age. And each time, they always come up with another way to stuff their Crystal Seed Atom into a metal body with “super human” abilities, and wind up allowing the invader races to once again run them like RC cars. It is the cycle or pattern of effectively 99.9999% of everyone now left inside this broken wasteland of lost souls we call life on planet Urth.
——Unless you can think outside of the box and stand on your own two feet, you will never make it out of this prison——
It would be nice to have the sentence above printed on 10 billion sheets of paper and air-dropped to every square inch of this planet once a month until the separation finally completes. But would anyone picking it up actually read it and know what they were looking at? Would they know what to do with the secret? Chances are, at least on Tara, the answer is no.
For the longest time I didn’t really know what our contact meant when she kept telling me to “let go of the log” I was clinging to in the raging waves of the ocean too vast to even begin to comprehend, flailing for dear life that I might not drown. I would say that I was merely looking to her for answers and how could that be a bad thing? What she was trying to get across to me is that as long as you think of others as your vehicle of escape, what you are really thinking the whole time is that you plan to hitch your wagon to their pony on the way out of this maze. You are looking for their flashlight to cast the way for you, when no being in all of existence can actually do that.
——Because your future hasn’t been authored yet because you refuse to author it——
Art. The Art of FORM is the message from higher dimension they wish to impart to what’s left now of the Lost Souls of Tara as the one escape vehicle available to you that can lead you out of the darkness and into the light. The light being not one where you are surrounded by others all showing you how to greet each other on a Sunday morning at church or what hat to wear or what type of clothes are on your body that are considered fashionable at the time, but surrounded by a creation all your own that you brought into existence out of the power of your creator mind. Once you finally get that one secret, you will finally be free of this continual recycle into the same 15 lives you keep reliving over and over and over and break out of the loop.
“Many people have already moved on” she told me not long ago when we were talking about “how long will the ascension window remain open?”. She said it could be a couple of years from now, or it could drag on for another 10 years, as “time” is not hewn in stone for this transition process. While it is slated to last a total of “10 years”, this means nothing to the many variables that factor into such a complex and nuanced process of bringing a planet and its entire life force into a completely new dimension of frequencies. The process is dictated by the collective consciousness of the people and their actions in support of or in abstinence to building a higher plain of existence. While the window will close, and will close soon, for some that window already let them pass through.
In other words, she was telling me that the only ones left here right now are the ones who have failed to make the move. If you continue acting and thinking like you have, then your race is already over.
No one can show you the way out, because “out” has still yet to be fashioned. Still yet to be created. Still yet to be imagined into existence. For you. Only you can do that, and you will never do that until you realize that it was you who invented reality in the first place. It was you who is actually god. Not some charismatic being from somewhere else that you would like to emulate, but you, Nancy, Brad, Stephanie, Atom. Get it?
All of the beings I have come to know from the Interdimensional Association of Free Worlds now over this past year and half (and 6 years with our main contact) are unique. Really unique. You will not just go find someone else like them at a party. But out of them, our contact is the most unique of all. No one you will ever have known in all the days of your life will ever remind you of her, because she is so utterly all her own person. It would be impossible for anyone else to have more than only a handful of her unique traits all patch-worked into the same fabric.
And I know that’s hard for humans to understand; that higher beings aren’t all uniformly the same angelic beings all playing harps and singing songs of majesty and glory 24 hours a day. That they are different than each other, yet still remaining in balance with the one fundamental and universal underlying common denominator of holding fast to the Law of ONE. But its true.
The secret they learned that no one on this planet seems to really get is that in order to “ascend”, you must first be willing to say goodbye to the stereotype and the dogma of what you should do and be and just be yourself. That’s what is truly celebrated in higher dimension. Not the masses who all faithfully follow along behind the next one in line on the Minority Report freeway or wear the same clothes so identically they just become a sea of one person made up of a million different bodies.
While we can all learn from our elders about what works best for the average person, we will never learn from them what works best for us in our one reality. There lies the true image of the face you came here to wear. And only there is the true light that your Krystal Seed can shine into existence. The “cipher” hidden in the counterfeit symbols of our ancestors and inside of the Latin International Phonetic Alphabet used to author all written words in every language today to sound different, yet cast the very same spells is this: No one is your safety raft. As long as your knees remain bent before your masters and fake gods, you will never be able to walk through that door. The only one who can stand up and count you as one of the chosen to ascend, is you.