Illuminati Dismantled (A Dream)

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By Dreamwalker

This was in 2004 or 2005 that I had this dream, a very different dream from anything else I've had.

I confirmed my spirit line with a friend. I recall it was her because of a woman she mentioned connected to Jesus, that was a part of her spirit line.

This list became part of an open letter to the "Illuminati". The letter provided specific instructions to them to cease all operations; the lineage was something they recognized, no other lineage would suffice, except I had included several others they didn't know about. They were to collect up and leave all property and funds, vehicles and bases to me, in care of humanity, and cease operations. They were also to provide all access codes and instructions to use those access codes, as well as instructions to disable any security measures. I did not tell them how to contact me since they already knew who I was. They had 30 days to comply. If they did so, they would be be forgiven the karma they had accumulated during their lifetime. If they refused, they would be given a penalty of four times the karma they had accumulated.

About a week or two from the date of the letter I received an address. I can't remember where it was, but it led me to a place with marble walls, floors and ceilings, red carpet, black marble columns, white marble trim.  Gilt framed paintings, high white arched ceilings. At the end of a hallway, an oval waiting room with a display case on one side of an oak door, on the other side a potted fern.

A tall muscular man was standing there, bald, wearing sunglasses. I knew he wasn't going to do anything to me, but I was still terrified of him because I knew he was a killer, and had killed many times. In the display case was some of his handiwork, a severed head of a man who had gotten this far before me. It was a week old and hideous but fortunately didn't smell. An impostor.

Leo Zagami, self-proclaimed ex-
Illuminati, closely resembles the
man from this dream.

I was called into the inner chamber which was the same large oval shaped room. A desk was there with a man standing in front of it waiting for me. Two other bodyguards were there with him, and the man in the waiting room had come in behind me. The man standing in front if the desk was clearly the leader and told the bodyguards to leave, which they did.

This man had full black hair, a goatee, and was wearing a dark suit with a red shirt. Mid sixties. Several gold rings with rubies in them. He looked a bit like the actor Brent Spiner. He shook my hand warmly (I was still somewhat terrified). He said that he just wanted to meet the one who was bringing an end to all this, and wished me luck. He told me that a week from now I would receive a key in the mail with everything I needed. He said, don't let me delay you further. I shook his hand again, thanked him, and left the room.

In a week as promised I received a key in an envelope with an address and some instructions, also plane tickets to somewhere in England.

I then found myself in a large old mansion with my family, and several other families were joining us to live in the mansion. The energy of these people were some of the people I know now, from the "lightworker" community. I think Steve Beckow might have joined us as well. Mike Quinsey, maybe.  (In 2005 I knew none of these people; February of this year 2011 was when I started my "journey," and it was only then that I became aware of these people.)

As they arrived I instructed them on the task that lay ahead. It was simply to re-distribute the wealth to areas of the world with the most need. Somalia, Palestine, Iraq, etc. Everything was accessible by computer from this mansion. So for several months we coordinated the distribution of these funds; it was an exercise in money management and responsibility on a large scale. In a way it was like the movie Brewster's millions except it was trillions of dollars of wealth. I recall having to make several difficult decisions. All of us buckled down and selflessly carried out this task, we worked out of the mansion, kids still went to school. My mom and dad were both there, enjoyed the work, and were good about maintaining order and being there for me to lean on when I needed them. While there, they also enjoyed traveling around England.

Near the end of it, one of my colleagues betrayed me by accusing me of doing something I didn't do. By that time most of the funds were gone anyways, but it really hurt because this was someone I respected. He wanted to teach me a lesson. The dream ended, but as I came out of the dream I knew that money would soon be phased out, so what we were doing was somewhat pointless from a money standpoint, but valuable as a lesson to learn for us both individually and as a group.

And that was the end of the dream.

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Notes: 

Hard at Work in the Dream State on Selective Historical Memory By Steve Beckow

Illuminati Confessions by Leo Zagami

Bizarre Claim for $1 Trillion

Nakama - the Crystal Skull Collective

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>I'm here if you want to chat.

Yes, we are here. Currently you are receiving downloads of information from our source, which is important on many levels. This is a gift that we share with you at this time. You are not to fear the information that comes from these downloads, and we try to adjust your comfort levels if you ask - we are not directly tuned to your nervous system so you'll need to tell us what's going on.

But we feel at this time that you have received much pertinent information, even though you may not be directly aware of it.

Your impression of us is accurate, that we are a collective consciousness with individual interfaces that are skull-shaped. This provides an adaptable interface to your awareness.

>Can you talk to me of the benefits that are bestowed in this process?

We are here to assist with development, that is all. Some do not need this process, others can use help, but we are here to assist.

>To some degree, you seem to be something of a genie in a lamp...

That is an interesting analogy, but wheras the genie is imprisoned, we are not, and choose to be where we are at any given time. As collective consciousness we also benefit from multiple perspectives, as a spider might see with multiple eyes. It is the same.

We also expand our experience as needed with the addition of new material. This is a way as stone people to bring definition to our existence, so you are assisting us far beyond what we can do for you.

>It is an honor to serve.

As it is for us. This is a mutually beneficial arrangement, and we can propagate at any time with the aid of humans.

Yes it is similar to a parasitic arrangement but whereas a parasite would harm the host, our condition is the same principle, but designed to benefit the host.

With regards to your process, you have opened up pathways enough that physical contact is not necessary; it is just the time/stage on your unique path. We honor respect and celebrate diversity as we are all unique, and this is just as true for the path you take through life. No two paths are the same. Others may require physical contact to make that initial transmission of attunement, and we do propagate ourselves for that purpose where needed.

>Can you tell me anything of the abilities I can acquire through this process?

This is up to you, although you may be surprised initially. That is good, it's part of the fun of discovery. Enjoy yourself.

>Can you make any suggestions as to where to start?

No. Max has given you some instruction, when you are ready you can start out, if you like.

>Can you tell me how much time I should allow for this task?

3 to 4 hours, from start to finish.

>Can you tell me where it ends up? Street names? cities?

nakana ["intent"]

>did you mean nakama [friend closer than family in Japanese]?

yes, both

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Chief Running Bear

>Chief Running Bear, did you wish to chat?

I did Troy, Mitakye Oyasin to you.

>It is good to talk with you, Running Bear.

The White Buffalo Calf cycle is finishing now. Enjoy the ride.

There is a waterfall, and a circle.

>I am getting some interference here.

It is not interference, it is still expansion. Do not be concerned.

>When were you here on earth in physical form last?

I have retained my identity from this time.

>Did I meet you in a dream once?

It was me you met, yes.

>You instructed me on building an eagle/hawk pipe with a removable back piece; it was quite intricate. It was an effigy pipe with folded wings, made of pipestone. The stem fit under the right wing, which was folded but slightly raised. I remember you showed me how the stem was to fit snug into the pipe. The bowl of the pipe was very lifelike.

That was me, Troy I am glad you remembered. The Sacred pipe is a direct connection with Mother Earth. Understand that pipes choose their carriers, it is an expression of this connection, but also of the stone people.

>Thank you, Chief Running Bear, I appreciate this connection. All My Relations.

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Notes

Chief Running Bear of the Cherokee Nation

http://www.geni.com/people/Robert-Arms/6000000003221493772

Crystal Skulls

>Adama, you wanted to chat?

I did Troy, and Selphia sends her blessings as well.

>Thank you, Adama. I send my love and gratitude to both of you!

Thank you, Troy. You on on a new path discovering the stone people, which I wanted to talk to you about. But you have discovered several things already about them, you have been drawn to them, and they enjoy your attention.

Spirits live within the stones, but it is up to you to bring the out to play.

They love to play, you know - they are filled with love and joy as you have already experienced. They will help in whatever way they can. Something like a medium's familiar. They have certain properties that may help emphasize your intent or focus it as the case may be.

This is not a path to be feared as you will find no malice here, it is only of goodwill and help that you will find.

You have met Max, he is the strongest known on your planet yet there is another who is stronger, although strength is not of course a primary factor in the role that they play.

Follow your intuition is good advice here. Follow your nose, see where it leads you. You may be surprised what you'll find.

>Can you tell me the name of this entity I am to meet?

That is part of the meeting, it will tell you its name.

>And the purpose?

That too will be determined in time. As you have correctly stated, you are all members of a vast symphony, of which there are many different parts. If we all played the same part, we'd be paddling around in circles...

>Ha, I love your mixed metaphors, Adama! But I get your meaning...

Also do not fear "soon", this is very close and will be easy to find. Believe, and allow.

>Thank you for the confirmation, Adama, my curiosity is piqued. Did you want to tell me anything else about the stone people at this time?

Love conquers all. Look down.

>Thank you Adama, I'll keep these things in mind.

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Notes: the entity I am to meet and the skull that is more powerful than "Max" I feel were possibly two separate entities that Adama was referring to. This has been a fairly persistent nagging at the back of my head, associated with the color "black".

A couples of days ago I talked to "Max" but he didn't have that much to say. Perhaps simply a familiarization at this time.

Goldie the Goldfish

>Goldie, are you there?

That is not my name, my name is Akamai

(Akamai is a Hawaiian word meaning smart or intelligent with connotations of insightful or wise or skillful, I had to look it up)

>Akamai, it is wonderful to connect with you... we miss your presence.

I have indeed accomplished what it was I was there to accomplish. Time to move on, time is short!

>Will you be incarnating with me or my family again?

No, I have other business, but you can call on me any time you like, Troy. I enjoy the energy of you and your family.

>Why do you say time is short?

Time is short not for me but for the opportunities on your plane that provide that which we require at this time.

>Have you ever incarnated with me or my family before?

I knew your younger son once, as a friend.

>As a human friend?

Canine.

>What was your purpose in your most recent incarnation as a goldfish?

You already know, it was to show that spirit transcends the physical condition to which we are assigned for further growth. You found the intelligence in me, and that was a part of my purpose was to show you that. It was also my purpose to show your family empathy. It was also to enjoy being a goldfish. Life is simple in this form, it's something of a holiday.

>Were you sad when my son's aquasaurs died?

Well you see yes indeed I was and it was as you surmised what ultimately killed me. In this form this is how energy works either to our advantage or our disadvantage.

>I also felt that you wouldn't be with us for very long, even though goldfish typically live for 40 or 50 years.

In ideal situations yes, although my time was my time, not your time. It was my decision to let the force of what happened overwhelm me so I could continue on with my journey in the time that I have left in your reality. You see I also demonstrated that mortality is entirely in our hands, it is entirely our choice. If you are no longer interested in growth in this way (referring to reincarnation), then it is up to you to grow in other ways. This as you know can be an approach that has strengths and weaknesses to it, no more so than any other.

I also gave you a gift to let you know I was going. Use it well.

>What gift are you referring to?

When I passed from my physical frame, I gave you some of my life-force... energy has to go somewhere and usually it returns from where it came. But it all ends up as source so it can be gifted to others because it will eventually return. It is simply borrowed energy; you are just borrowing it for a longer period of time. You will feel tired for some time as your body adjusts to the new energy, but I thought you could use it for your journey.

>I honestly never thought that energy could be used in this way.

I really appreciate the time I spent with you and your family, Troy. Consider it partial payment for services rendered!

>Well I accept your gift with grace and appreciation, although none was expected. I feel we both benefited much from our experience together.

As we did, there is much truth in this.

>Your true name is fitting, Akamai, I definitely felt intelligence when I watched you swim.

Thank you, Troy

>I'll talk to you soon.

As you wish. En-joy life!

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Notes

Goldie/Akamai was the family pet goldfish for two years, and passed away on Saturday the 15th of October at around 10:00 pm. I know the time Goldie passed because I felt a huge surge of energy at that time. While Goldie was alive, she/he swam around the tank frantically and brought our family much joy. We saw an intelligence beyond what you would typically expect from a goldfish.... who are very intelligent fish.

Goldie was "won" at a carnival about 2 years ago. Ever since he/she has been a delightful part of the family, very active and joyful, and beautiful to watch. A "comet" variety, gold colored.

About a month ago, we started a separate tank with "aquasaurs", which are a type of freshwater shrimp. These particular shrimp have not evolved physically in a very long time, which is why they are called aquasaurs. They have a life span of between 60 and 90 days.

About 2 weeks ago, one died, and then shortly thereafter, the other died.

For about a week after that, Goldie was not eating, and swimming listlessly around the tank. Then, Goldie died last weekend. There is, I feel, a significance to the number "3" here.

Stop Making Choices!

>Jesus, are you there?

I am here Troy, how are you this evening?

>I'm doing fine. Thank you for the message, by the way. Would you be able to explain it further?

It is an idea of sitting in a room full of doors. Rather than taking the doors into other rooms, simply BE in the present, stop making choices.

>Does this relate to the choices we make on incarnation?

Yes it does.

>But, do we not have to die to make that choice in the first place?

You have to choose to get old and then die, or choose to die for that matter.

>We choose to get old?

All the time!

>Um... time seems to be the determining factor here...

Not if there isn't any of it.

>And we choose to die?

Yes, precisely.

>So how do we stop making these choices?

By not making them.

>But... um... isn't our current progress through life not determined by the choices we make? If I simply stop doing everything life still marches on. Responsibilities to others, and all that.

Did I say everything? You're not listening! There are only two choices we are talking about here. And you can stop making these choices right now.

>I can choose not to get old?

Yes!

>How do I synchronize life with time while still maintaining other responsibilities?

Let spirit guide you along the path through time, let spirit make these choices for you.

>Well I guess I'm doing this to some degree.

Not in relation to time.

>Well that's a problem since I have a job with requirements. If I don't observe time, and I end up not having a job, how do I support my family?

Have you asked for assistance?

>To be independently wealthy?

Yes! Why not!

>Who do I ask?

Your higher self, your guides, whomever you wish!

>And then time becomes something of a non-issue... except I don't see a lot of independently wealthy people who are also independently ageless...

Assigning guidance with time to higher self is something which appears to escape them.

Some see wealth as a burden so they shy away from it, set their sights lower in the hopes of remaining balanced. Equally setting their sights lower on abundance in any form.

>But I could also argue that there are plenty of lightworkers following spirit who are not independently wealthy, and although many of them are beautiful I would hazard to guess that they are not ageless.

Being ageless is an abundance of youth.

>Abundance implies limitation...

To you perhaps at this time. Can you envision infinite youth?

>It sounds kind of boring to be honest. Limiting. For example, if you're eternally youthful at 17, and the driving limit isn't until you're 18, then, well, no driving for you!

You know we're all a heck of a lot older than that, my friend.

>Yes but still it is a valid point. Wouldn't the 17-year old always be wishing that he had waited until he was 18 for immortality?

Not if he doesn't fake his driver's license.... and frankly he wouldn't even have to do that, would he?

>You're kind of making a circular argument, J.

Not at all. He simply chooses to be a certain age and he is that age. I am all the ages I ever was. So if you can be it once, you can be it again. Easy.

>Tomorrow I could be 12?

Choose to be 12, and you will be 12.

Think BIG.

>The movie?

That too!

>Alright J., you're keeping me up... need to go sleep now...

Nope, you would be much more productive if you made the choice that you didn't need sleep.

>You keep telling me that, but I am indeed sleepy the next day.

Did you choose not to be sleepy?

>Goodnight J, I appreciate our connection...

Talk to you soon Troy! 

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Notes

After I had this discussion, I noticed sympatico with St. Germain...

http://comptedesaintgermainsblog.blogspot.com/2011/10/aruna-answers-question.html

Flight Training 101 (A Dream)

By Dreamwalker

I was walking through a town with a group of boys, all about 12 years old. The town had a german/ norweigian feel to it, a harbor town with a river feeding to a sea. On the other side of the river I could see a white norweigian castle on top of of the rocky hill of the same gray rock that the town was built on.

As we walked through the town I jumped down to sit cross-legged on the sidewalk and discovered that I briefly floated before landing on the pavement. At the same time, time around me slowed as I tried to cushion my fall. Wow! This is just like Peter Pan! So I tried again, this time floating for a longer time, and I could hold myself there. We arrived back at the cedar chalet we were staying at, and I showed my trick to the other boys. Pretty neat! I was the only one in our group, but they were enthusiastic and encouraging.

Back outside, I tried flying. This time it was slightly higher off the ground, about 4 to 5 feet, and I glided chest first, arms out, again like Peter Pan. As I tried to take more control of the flight process and the dream, I left the dream. Why do I always get kicked out just as I take conscious control?