The Forgetting Device: Identification

In my meditation I asked to understand the nature of the Forgetting Device. This is the device that is used in our solar system to prevent the retention of memories between lifetimes. The device was somewhat damaged at some point in recent history, so that some past-life memories are retained.

As I closed my eyes I saw a "personal gps system". A ring with a small blue arrow pointing in a certain direction. What I "saw" was simply a dark ocean, but the virtual GPS was pointing in a certain direction, so I followed it.

I continued through the dark night for a short amount of time, and was planning on giving up my search when I noticed that the GPS turned strong green and there was also a secondary red color. Okay, I'll follow that and see where it leads.

The green and red morphed into the flashing wing lights of an aircraft.

This is the forgetting device?

What I saw next was a large grey triangle superimposed over the aircraft, the idea was to hit the aircraft with triangle energy multiple times, just like in a video game. So I did - pew!pew!pew!pew!pew!

After about 30 seconds of this the aircraft changed into this large hole in time/space. Inside the hole was this large plant-like thing that looked a bit like a cross between an aloe plant and a fern (or maybe a basket star). The stems radiated from a center point at ground level, and from the stems were leaves that looked more like ostrich feathers. It was purple, and emitted a sound similar to a radio controlled toy car motor (a somewhat high-pitched whine). So this thing was plant-like in appearance but was not organic - it was made only of energy.

I understood this to be a fairly ancient plant from another star system that was engineered specifically for the purpose of blocking memories. In in its natural form it was smaller and brown - its natural sound (what is produced by the "feathers" rubbing together, like a cricket) had been adjusted to a specific harmonic frequency.

I have now located this device, and there are others like it. Each one creates a psionic/harmonic network around whatever planet they happen to be on.

So the question now is... what to do with it? My preference would be to remove this device - but energy cannot be destroyed. So these "plants" might be relocated... but where?

Adrial / Aurora: Seeing Both Sides

This is Adrial / Aurora. We speak an as individualized aspect of the collective consciousness of the crew of the Aurora. For it is much easier for you at this time to focus on a single train of thought than a collective stream of thoughts, although you experience much of this as well.

The month of November is a time of seeing the "other side" of the coin. It is kicked off in celebration to honor our sister's (Santa Muerte) aspect of All Souls Day, the Day of the Dead. But rather than this being a single day, there is a duration from the beginning of the month that is used for reflecting on the darkness, which in this definition is the opposite of the light. This helps define who you are in much the same way that you say "I am this, I am not this". Both are critical aspects of the process of definition. These aspects might be things like greed, jealousy, lust, revenge, hate, fear, and so forth. They are things you wish not to see or define yourself as, yet by not defining yourself as these things you are defining yourself as these things.

[American Thanksgiving is also celebrated during this time as an expression of abundance, but you might find yourself stuffed to the gills with turkey, cranberry, stuffing, mashed potatoes...]

It is as if your ability to manifest all of a sudden had a reversal of polarity. Anti-gravity? Sure, why not? Would even the magnetic poles of your planet reverse polarity? Why not? It would not be surprising if the soul you know as Jesus turned the water into wine during this time phase, it seems a particularly evil act to rob someone of life-sustaining water just to make them drunk!

And this phase typically culminates in the celebration of the end of December. Many cultures celebrate this time and it is also an expression of extremes in this particular reflection-phase. You have giving but you also have greed. Expressions of extreme poverty and extreme wealth. Extreme love and extreme hate. The beginning of January might seem somewhat anti-climatic... but all cycles include a void-time, a time of nothingness following chaos. There are also many expressions of selflessness and love. These are all part of the whole.

And so you have been presented with alternative points of view to your own, some may seem to parallel these views and then diverge at a critical point. It is a fairly raw expression of the two sides of the coin, for you may look at a coin and see the coin, and notice that it is joined on either side by the middle of the coin. It's a metal coin. It is a cultural application that applies heads and tails. You flip the coin for decision-making processes, when many times you already know the answer, you have already made up your mind. The coin reflects that choice... it is not a random event. For something to truly be random, a true reflection of chaos, one needs many more than two choices.

The Celtic folk also embraced this concept and celebrate it through history as Samhain, embracing the wholeness of who we are [Atlantis is also mentioned, it was celebrated there as well]. Masks are another way of saying that we wear these things that we see as positive and negative but it is not who we are as a real person. In both cases, illusions which may be removed as easily as a mask.

Do not be disheartened by these seeming divisions that you might see rise up in others. This is truly all part of the whole, and imitation is often the best part of flattery. But you see this statement represents pride and copyright... but can also be considered to be collective consciousness, love, and honor.

Samurai Seppuku (Past Life / Dream)

I was a young boy around 8, and I went to the Killing Fields in Edo with my father. We traveled on horseback from our village, and it was dusk by the time we arrived. Fortunately it was not too cold. The place was terrifying and smelled of death. Rather than waste resources on jails, the traditional method of dealing with criminals was to simply cut their heads off. Unfortunately the definition of "criminal" was broadly defined, so even minor infractions, or simply being on the wrong side of the right district magistrate, could lead one to this specific place.

Because of this abundance of perceived wrongdoing, it was a rite of passage for young boys around my age to accompany their father to the Killing Fields and receive their first taste of mortality. The victim was tied down, often accompanied by four guards, at a complex that required little security because the prisoners were always chained to something. I remember tall grass around the complex, there were a few trees but not many. I think the forest had mostly been cleared so that the archers could get a good shot if someone escaped, but none did.

The children were handed their father's sword, and were expected, with a great deal of pride from their father, to sever the head of the person bound before them. There was no sport in this. It was simply done, without protest.

In my case I was not only numb afterwards, my whole body vibrated / shivered for several days. The image of the neck stalk squirting blood on the ground, and that horrible smell, also lingered in my memory. I remember finding it somehow ironic that the memory lingered for the number of days that my father swelled with pride. I hated him.

Shift forward and I am dressed as a samurai, mid-20's, walking up a gravel path along a mountain. I was with 3 friends, and I had a beautiful view of the valley, with the rice fields below. Mist over the valley, warm sun. It was a happy time.

Shift forward and I am older, dressed in black robes. Perhaps in my early 50's. I have taken great care in my dress for this special occasion. I am at my master's complex. There are no guards but I have walked into a room in the center of the building. Black walls, and black pillows. Red trim. There is no sound. I fall backwards onto my large sword... which is highly symbolic, giving great dishonor to my master. I did not have any family. It was surprisingly painless.

But as I walked to my final destination, I realized that I had been set up and betrayed... yet I still had no choice in the thing I had to do. I would die anyways. So it made sense to me to die with a message, even if it brought dishonor to myself... because this really didn't matter when I was dead. After I died the servants carried away my body. And then my master killed them, even though they didn't know, so that there was no chance they could tell anyone what happened. They were surprised but this was the way. I regretted that they died as well - I was hoping this wouldn't be the case.

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Note: these memories, through a dream, were triggered following my reading of Bushido: The Way of the Samurai by Tsunetomo Yamamoto.

Incidentally, I had the opportunity to see a similar Samurai armor to the one I wore in this dream at the Smithsonian Institution, in the storage facility at Suitland, Maryland.

A Response (Athabantian Awake!)

I feel things have indeed been "flat-lining" for many of us from an energy perspective. But that in itself is rather extraordinary since it indicates a strong collective consciousness in an interconnected way with many of our soul-group family, both human and galactic. This can be a difficult thing as "individuals" to accept since we each value our own individuality; we may fear losing ourselves in the ocean of collective thought. Yet there is a realization for those who wish to embrace it, that our connection to each other enhances our daily lives in very significant ways. This goes beyond shared experiences. It is partnership and teamwork, often without our even realizing it.

I have heard one perspective that is it not the completion of ascension for many but the initiation of this process, and that ascension is a never-ending process of discovering the story of who we are. Considering such an exciting storyline, do we truly want this story to end? This may simply involve being the best YOU you can be, whatever that may be: it may include past lives, or other lives in the present (we have many going on right now...), or only this present life you're in, right this moment. I think God is probably sitting on his la-z-boy recliner with a big bucket of popcorn having a grand old time, seeing how his children fill the many little black boxes sitting on his coffee table, and occasionally participating in that story, whatever story (every story) he chooses to participate in. It's all good. :-)

With Love,

Dreamwalker/Troy/Cloes/Umbro/Raven/Horus (etc.)

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Notes

Adrial: Athabantian Awake!

Dream Log: 29OCT2012 Other Victoria

This was on Monday at around 3:30 in the afternoon. I don’t normally nap then but I had no choice, and no work that day since we were waiting out the storm to hit the US east coast.

Drifting off, I heard a woman screaming. I couldn’t tell if it was outside, but then I realized I was hearing it inside my head, telepathically. I hope she’s okay, whoever it was. She sounded like she was in trouble.

In the dream I found myself in the “other” Victoria, BC (Canada). I know this because generally it is a familiar place but details of the buildings and the layout of the city is slightly different. In this case I was at the mall downtown, known as Eaton Center in “this” reality. I was entering a cafe on the ground floor, it had a cafeteria feel to it, with white tile floors and red accents. Red neon lights for decor. In this reality they served cheddar jacks – small salty pizza bread with cheddar cheese. I was sitting down to have a small meal / lunch in the early evening. It was dark, but warm. It had a large opening to he street and also had a view of an alleyway with an exotic bazaar-like decor. There was a black bike in the alley tied to a pole.

Selphia of Agartha: Time to Say Goodbye

>Selphia, did you want to chat?

s> I did Troy, how are you feeling?

>I'm feeling tired, but I guess I can't complain. Can you tell me about the energies happening at the moment? I noticed a lot of my friends have been feeling the same way. I feel like there is nothing with any relevance or importance right now. I just can't be bothered to do anything, because there's a tiredness that's going right into my bones.

s> You do not need to judge yourself regarding these energies, what comes down must come up, and what goes up must come down. The wave cycle is so short now that you must be feeling like you are on something of a roller coaster ride. Now get some sleep and do what needs to be done as they present themselves if you feel able to do them. If not you may find that exactly three days of the tiredness has passed you will start to feel better. This is how short the cycle is now.

>allright, goodnight, I will talk to you soon. Or see you maybe?

s> If you like. :-)

>Thank you Selphia, I appreciate your help.

s> I appreciate your help Troy, it is you and your many points of light around the planet who are doing the heavy lifting now. The work for us has eased off somewhat so we are able to fine-tune our part of the process as opposed to something that was somewhat more heavy-handed before. It would be difficult to explain but we are all working towards the same goals. It will make more sense once we are through the other side.

>Could you explain something about this multi-dimensional nature of humanity? I was assuming going into the process that as I uncovered more information, as more would be revealed, that I would have a better understanding of what this means. And I can already feel your answer, that this is similar to being a scientist. An answer tends to lead to many more questions.

s> It is the fractal nature of the process, I'm afraid. Do you think source is a simple thing or a complex thing?

>Both? It is really too big for me to even begin to comprehend.

s>Even those who have "mostly" merged with source do not understand the complexity that is the "all". So it is however easier to understand it when it is broken down into smaller portions. And the process that you undertook is to follow source / your guides to lead you to answers, typically this happens in a fairly efficient manner. It is true that there is some interference taking place but centering and meditation, including active meditation, helps to overcome some of this interference.
Do not forget what you have learned at this time, even if you are sleepy it is important to remember that you are always protected and guided, and you have learned much in the past two years.

>Thank you for the reminder, Selphia.

s> And you have also made connections with entities that will be fairly important connections down the road. They / we are here to help and you know that we support you in what you do. We play our role as powerful beings as you play your role as powerful beings.


[at this point I see the black eyes of a gray alien looking at me, very close up, as he is watching me or attempting to interrupt the flow of conversation. I envision a white light surrounding me and I try to share / offer this to the being but he doesn't understand it. He looks puzzled and leaves.]

s> You see they are looking and now you can see them. Surrounding yourself with white light and then bringing this light inside is a good way to provide protection. You can involve the heart in this process as well, the light benefits all. You establish in this way a direct secure connection with source that cannot be interrupted.

s> I also want to say something about the song "Time to Say Goodbye". Let's shift perspective on this as it is time to say goodbye to the controllers. You are sending your love to them but they cannot continue on this journey with you. It is a love relationship but it is time to move on.

>This is interesting you say that, I assumed it was a "hate" relationship.

s> Not at all. We have all played our parts in this process of helping humanity emerge from the darkness. If they understood that their role was anything less than contributing in a loving way to your development, they would be mistaken. Humanity might see this as the most horrible of oppressors but this is an expression of the darkness that humanity was encouraged through love to overcome. And as you have said many times, love conquers all.

>I am confused... the archons are loving entities?

s> They are indeed. And what you surmise that the Elohim and the archons are one in the same is very close to the truth. That humanity has used this knowledge and twisted it to their advantage is also close to the truth, but this makes the role we play more efficient in our process to en-light-en humanity, as it were. Whatever end game they wish to play, the pendulum still swings. In a few weeks time it may stop swinging.

>That sounds very dramatic, but my experience has been that things seem to keep chugging along...

s> It is human will /co-creation at this time that things keep chugging along. When and if the pendulum stops, it will happen unnoticed by humanity, unless they are aware of the energy around them to a very fine degree. A smooth sailing ship is, generally speaking, defined as a pleasant journey. I think this experience might be new for some expecting adversity and not getting it. They will want to create more, just because they expect it. I suggest, once this happens, embrace the pleasant journey and enjoy the ride.

>Thank you Selphia. I think I am going to take your recommendation and go get some rest... but it is lovely to chat with you again.

s> I am always here Troy. We have both been pretty busy but I will try to answer if I can. Goodnight my dear.

>Good night, Selphia.


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Above photo source: Animal Liberation Front

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Silver Surfer and Santa Muerte

During a waking dream before going to sleep, I received a “call” last night. I was asked to help. I wasn’t told what it was but I agreed to help. So then I saw a triangle, followed by a circle of white light, which morphed into a tunnel. I followed the tunnel and I eventually found myself at the other end of it as the silver surfer. I was standing on a surfboard in space. My role was to round up some asteroids, and then put them in the earth’s ocean to become a coral habitat. The asteroids weren’t that big. The coral bloomed as soon as I placed the asteroid material where they needed to go. I’m not sure if this was earth or some other planet.

Then I shifted focus and saw Death standing above me. Hey there Santa Muerte, how’s it going? Death morphed into the angelic woman (I could still see her “death” form) and she thanked me for my help.

Later I had a dream and I was talking to the Ascended Masters about the success of the ascension process and how Lightworkers played an important role in this process, along with two other more mundane things which I forget now. People were openly talking about Lightworkers, it was still a new concept but it was a household word / idea.

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Image Credit: Dio de los muertos by Kelly Ashcraft