Wednesday, February 15, 2017

Max 2/16/2017


Hi Max...


Ha funny

M>You've been quiet for awhile...

Yes - I understand silence was necessary during the storm... but it wasn't silent of course.

M> Never... just for those who are listening a certain way. We're not here for their entertainment. For those who want this, can go elsewhere.

So... Atlantis?

M> Maximilian Aureolis Neodymius at your service.


M> Neodymium :-D

Yes I know you have a magnetic personality, Max... :-)
So was that your story then?

M> In a way, yes. Neo.

M> You see there is much more to that story, but there are many parts that are true. The center of the earth is a time loop of sorts, impenetrable to the Empire.

So you are safe?

M> I am not there...

But you were?

M> Yes. Those who live there now experience a different level of connection with each other in a similar way to the minor telepathic communications you are now experiencing. But understand this is just the start... what they experience is both an individual and connected experience.

And they can go back and forth from this at will?

M> Yes they can. But it's a hard state for them to leave for a long time, mostly because they feel incomplete in a way that is somewhat difficult to describe to you in your own "separate" state. It is somewhat like losing a limb, since they can move as one. If you listen closely you will feel this at times. A low-level thing but it's there.

There are some questions I have I just don't know who to ask... or how to ask them.

M> Understand that as you raise your "light level" you will continue to become more in opposition with the frequencies of those around you. You know this.

So the opposition is something of a response rather than a reaction to something I've done?

M> Yes - you may feel that everything is your fault. Well in a way much of it is... ha - but within the circumstances sometimes help is perceived as a threat.

Humans are weird.

M> Well said.

So what are these codes Valiant is going on about?

M> You should ask the bigger question first, I think.

Okay.. who is Valiant Thor.

M> You've met him.

Sort of... in a dream once.

M> So who was he?

A weapons collector? A weapons specialist?

M> And...

Well the thing is who is Valiant Thor from the 1950s?

M> A traveller.

A time traveller?

M> A traveller. Who likes to travel.

So I sense that these two are somehow one in the same...

M> Things are more connected than you realize.

M> Look in the book.


Albert Had a Theory

since you and I turned into Us
I can't say why - or how- or when
but I know our Now as also Then

how many times have we felt this need?
the Present is but a memory we're moving through
at a different rate of speed
the beautiful simplicity
of Einstein's Relativity is finally clear
for... Yesterday will soon return
and Tomorrow has already been here

now we shall never need to draw... a final earthbound breath
because there is no Life, until you love
and then there is no death.

--Linda Goodman, Gooberz

M> so you see?

I see... and I guess more will be revealed in due time.

M> All in "good" time. It may seem like there is very little of it, but that is from your perspective. The important things reveal themselves to those who can see them. The less important things may be a bit more lazy. And the least important things... well they wear an orange wig and try to take over the planet. :-D

Don't remind me...

M> Let's do this again sometime... don't be a stranger.

Okay Max sounds like a plan. Thanks for talking to me.

Wednesday, July 27, 2016

Dream Log 27JUL2016 Gandhi at McDonalds

I was walking outside McDonalds and somehow knew that Gandhi had been showing up there every Sunday morning for breakfast for a long time. McDonalds isn't normally high on my list of places to visit. I had meant to visit him there but kept putting it off. Since I was there now and had some time on my hands, I went inside.

The inside still looked like McDonalds, but had a warm family atmosphere, and there were several families there having breakfast. Gandhi was sitting at a large table where several tables had been pushed together to accommodate more people. He was dressed in his white robes and seemed quite short. He was enjoying his breakfast and talking to the family there, and it seemed to me that he was acting more like a wise 10-year old boy.... and about the same size as one... same kind of "twitchy" energy. The color inside the restaurant seemed to have been turned up a notch.... colors were still real, but more vivid. Gandhi seemed to have a "golden" energy about him.

I noticed that my son's preschool teacher was also there, sitting at a table nearby, and I was delighted to see her because she was such an amazing teacher and person. I spent time talking to her and catching up, and although I was aware Gandhi was there, it didn't seem to be that important. He was just an old kid hanging out with his family.  I wonder what kind of "Happy Meal" he got?

Tuesday, April 19, 2016

Selphia of Agartha: Yellowstone Dream Followup


Yes! Remember we love you.

>What can be done regarding my dream of yellowstone? What can we do to help - help gaia?

Don't fear, my friend... remember that this "time" / place you are experiencing - there are upheavals that seem larger, but then not only resolve themselves, but are somehow beneficial.

It is like a phase in the life of a fish, where it finally swims into deeper water. It finally experiences larger predators, but at the same time, it is equipped to protect itself. If it swims out too soon, it may not have the protection or speed it needs to survive.

In this case it is an energetic test, moving to a larger energetic ocean. And remember the lesson that although you may think you are alone, there is someone else always swimming very close by. But far enough away that lessons are learned to keep you strong.

Your awareness of your manifestation has improved, as you can see that the results happen more quickly, whereas previously you may have missed them.

>What of the fear-based events being predicted? Market crashing - possible volcanoes - heat waves? Some of these things aren't really my fault... but those who can see their place in the universe seem to refuse to do so.

Do you understand the ritual you participated in with "Loki"? This was a preventative measure, but also a connection with him to spend some time with him, "hang out", but also do something beneficial. There was a sense of play - remember that sometimes the most innovative and creative things can come about through "play".

>I can't say I understood it, only that it was important... and it didn't really seem like a ritual as I would see it.

Rituals do not have to be boring you know :-)

>Why would there be weapons in a place where you live? It seems kind of a silly thing... when you can do what you can do... who you are...

It is similar to training in any of your martial arts. It's no longer technically necessary, but it is a path of conducting something energetic that is also worthwhile. You learn and you grow by forging weapons, and appreciating the craft.

>I understand. So what can we do to help?

You are doing it now. You have taken this path to help others who can't help themselves, focused on their own separation at various stages, as much as they are.

>Please give my best to Adama, Mikos, and Nicola, if they're around.

They are, and they appreciate you - thank you.

>Thank you, Selphia.

Monday, April 18, 2016

Dream Log 18APR2016 Armory of the Gods

I was traveling with a tour group on a bus. I was with my older son. We had a specific destination, and the towns had a "Norwegian" feeling, although it could have been somewhere in America. We stopped at a hotel or hostel for the night. It was a large carpeted room where several people could stay with sleeping bags and mattresses. The back of the room had a window that spanned almost the entire back wall, which gave a great view of the surroundings behind the hotel. The room looked onto a large field of wheat, growing between many old abandoned train cars - there were box cars and a few old steam engines - it was very scenic / beautiful.  The group appreciated the view as the sun set over the hilly wheat fields.

As I was admiring the rusting trains from the large window, a kind of hologram appeared and disappeared, as if it were "glitching", replaying a scene from Africa, of lions chasing buffalo. First it was just a brief view of running buffalo, and then it was gone in a second. Then a larger scene of a herd, and then again it was gone. Then it glitched again, and it was a pride of lions chasing a herd of buffalo. And the hologram appeared near the trains, but the lions then chased the buffalo right through the window, and turned itself off when the animals were inside the room! This was very realistic, except for the glitching, and we all braced ourselves, expecting that the animals were going to break the window. They didn't, since they were holograms.

The next day we traveled to a mid-sized town with older wooden buildings - the buildings were not painted, or were painted with natural colors such as reds and browns. Old wood treated with pitch. I was reminded of a "frontier" ghost town, but all the buildings were being used. The tour group went on to other parts of the town, and I stopped at a place that seemed to have prop weapons for a movie. I knew the man there - we were good friends - he could have been "Valiant Thor".

There was a specific purpose for being there... we were there to try out the weapons, but there was also a "timing" or "higher purpose" to our doing these things - as if the things that we did had an impact on the entire planet.

The first weapon was a hammer that created ice. Valiant took the hammer under a wooden bridge near the armory, where there was a hot spring, so the water was quite warm. As he waved the hammer around, it turned the steam from the hot spring into ice crystals - quite a neat trick. I joked with him that it would be a bad idea to hit the water with the hammer, since he would find himself encased in a block of ice.

The second weapon was a large golden axe with a handle similar to a scythe. It wasn't heavy. For some reason, it was kept suspended over a bath of hot lava.  We tested it by swinging the axe and cleaving off a piece of rock from a yellow (amber? gold?) stone similar to the Dark Crystal. This action had similar importance. It was something that "needed to be done". We placed the axe back into its special holder, suspended over the lava.

Next was a set of three weapons. These were displayed on a mannequin wearing a costume from the 18th century: a leather tricorn hat, brown long coat, knee-length pants, and a vest with a white shirt. "Valiant Thor" handed the weapons to me. The first was a sword much like the sword from the Dark Crystal movie. The second was a long fishing knife, with a thin blade. I was reminded of the Katana / Wakizashi set - these two weapons were meant to be worn together.

The third of these three blades was a large, broad dagger... at first I said, "well this is just the hilt..." but then I took it out of its scabbard, and it had an "invisible" or "cloaked" blade. This was a similar effect to the cloaking from the movie "predator"... or what you see when you look at the heat waves coming from the hood of a car. The hilt of the dagger was covered by a scrap of leather, and I had a sense that the handle was fairly thin for a dagger handle, but still usable, made with several pock-marks in the metal as a grip. I was reminded of coral or pumice. As I waved this invisible dagger around, it would bend the light of the things behind it. Its aura radiated power. You could "see" the outline of the dagger - it was like it was on fire, but invisible.  For some reason, I was reminded of the Honjo Masamune - a Japanese Katana that was said to not cut unnecessarily. I understood that this invisible blade I was holding would grant immortality - it was not something that would cause harm.

Wednesday, April 13, 2016

Dream log: 13APR2016 - The Chosen One

I found myself in a city / downtown area with “lower” buildings of 2 to 4 stories – few skyscrapers. It was a sunny spring day. I was with a group of friends, standing in a side street. I think this was an “alternate timeline”. Most of my friends were younger adults, around 30. I was there with my wife in that timeline, she was a young, short asian woman, pretty with a broader oval face, and curly shoulder-length brown hair. She was pregnant with our first child. There was also a taller young man with “germanic” features – sandy-brown hair / taller and skinny, and another woman I didn’t recognize, who was his girlfriend. Mid-height / American, mid-30s and brown straight hair, brown eyes. There were a few other people standing behind us.

It was just after a major economic event or catastrophe – something had happened where there were fewer people living in the city. We were discussing our son-to-be – the “Chosen One”. The question wasn’t “if” he could be the Chosen One, but how he could be the Chosen One with what was left? How would that have meaning in the future? We weren’t sure.

My two friends were getting ready to go, and for some reason they had to dress in a certain way to look imposing. They wore round, white “half helmets” with chrome visors, leaving the mouth and chin exposed. They also wore trench coats and black boots. They smiled (which made them look a bit like chipmunk astronauts) but the overall effect was impressive.

We were all comfortable and not in any kind of distress. Just “happily urgent”. There was a minor sense of danger, such as having to deal with the potential of wild animals in the wilderness.

Friday, February 5, 2016

Dream log: 5Feb2016 - On the theme of "two worlds" -

In my dream, I was purposely driving in the southeast part of Washington, DC in my grandma's light blue '56 Corvair. I was looking for something specific. I'm not sure how that was possible because the shocks in the car are gone and the roads in DC are really, really bad. But anyways... This is the "older" part of the city - many of the homes are brick brownstones built between 1840 and 1890. I pulled up next to a wrecked building, and started a fire inside it. I think I used a lit molotov cocktail. A man approached me and accused me of starting all the other fires in the city, (I felt that I knew there were around 20-30 of them) and I thought that he was wrong, but I didn't challenge him. I just got in the car and drove off. He didn't pursue.

This feels like "inception" because it seemed to be a different timeline. Also it was a case of "mistaken identity", where someone is in 2 places at once. I think this is also a symbol of letting go of "old ways". At the time these buildings were built, America was a very different place...

Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Adama: The State of Our Union, December 2015

This is Adama from Telos and I wish to comment on the state of our Union.

As you near completion and the culmination of the merging of energies, we all go through many emotions guided by the heart. Among them are the prevailing concerns which are propagated among the digital information stream, aimed at placing a wedge between your heart and your progress. The shadow of doubt may become all-encompassing: who can you trust? Who is in it for themselves? Who am I talking to? Who is deceiving me?

The individuals known as the resistance movement, many of whom have a spectrum connection, provide clues as to the nature of the way forward. They provide an example of "parallel play", which is to say that an equal partnership can be embarked on that respects your personal sovereignty as an individual. Oneness is not a ruse, but a way of thinking in a similar way to how you peer through the Philosopher's Stone to gain a greater understanding of your surroundings.

Many of you already know in your hearts that only you can make the journey, and only you can make decisions about your progress. When you acknowledge your guides' existence, or not, you are simply stepping back to take in a greater view of your place in the universe. That this is "you" and that this is "others" are both true statements.

The individuals known as the "Illuminati" have assumed several cloaks in conducting their daily affairs. To decode their deceptions, the Philosopher's Stone again must be used, for their true purpose is a lesson in using this important tool. There are more than a few layers of deception, but as you look closer you will be able to peel away the layers as one peels away the petals of a flower. In the middle lies the seed of what will be a great civilization. Readiness is demonstrated once the petals of the flower have fallen. For example, the idea of the Illuminati is yet another petal on the flower of understanding.

Bringing forth joy in your daily life and challenging yourself to see both positive and negative aspects of things are an important part of your progress in this respect. If you see a message as having negative effects, challenge yourself to see the positive. If you have arrived at the conlusion that you have no concerns, challenge yourself further. "Look HARDER". Likewise, challenge yourself to see challenges. Don't settle for what you KNOW - be curious about what you DON'T know!

We too have an insatiable child-like curiosity to find out more and learn all that we can. Why is the sky blue, daddy? And we keep asking why. As an adult, one can be lulled into accepting authority, or going with the crowd. Likewise, if you continue to hear the same answer, it may be that you haven't learned the lesson you need to learn. If you truly feel that you have, it is safe to move on... you can always bookmark an idea for a later time.

The question of love is a good one, and it is true that there is a prevailing wedge existing on even such a basic emotion. Are humans intended to love only one thing? Exclusive love and nothing else? If this seems to you like a limiting concept, this may help you understand where the prevailing society has gone astray. From a religious perspective, God loves everything yet you are expected to love only God?

Can you love all of creation equally as if it were your own?

In partnership, love, and respect,


Note: the latest Star Wars movie demonstrates how "opposition" can serve as a teacher or "catalyst."