Doth.
john f winston
Oct. 11,2005.
On some of these places there is no central light but light is everywhere.
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on Mars!
LIBRARY
I very much envy their manner of cultivating themselves. It is lively and
global. The only building which dominates this village, is the library.
Several floors, crystalline matter, and inside. It was curious, I was on the
first floor, I saw below me beings which held in their hands large colored
crystal tubes that they took from shelves, or a series of the same tubes of
color were laid out. These tubes were about 7 centimeters in diameter for a
score of centimeters in length; I was invited to take one of them in my
hand. When they are touched, they pass information by vibrations in the
hands, they resound, "sing" and emit colors. Images are formed in the
sp-rit, instant knowledge. The tube that they put in my hand made me travel
to a place on Earth which I did not know, and by relaxing it, my head filled
with images and emotions of Africa as if I had returned from a stay over
there.
Each color corresponds to an activity: blue for tourism (they know
surrounding planets well) pink for civilization, yellow for agriculture, I
did not retain the significance of the other colors...
AGRICULTURE
Agriculture... They explained to me then showed that they grew primarily
cereals (wheat in particular), vegetables, they are vegetarians. Wheat is
the base of their food. They have immense fields. Water is pumped from
underground. The wheat stem measures more than two metres and each grain is
the size of a plum! To go to cultural spots, they take enormous vehicles
like sailing tanks which use the wind to run. I saw one of them which could
accomodate several people, and close to the village I saw another for a
single person! It is a civilization of exchange of capacity, barter to some
extent, not of money, this concept is old fashioned for them. However, they
are not compared to Venus, (at the time, I had not been invited to Venus,
and I did not know a lot about this civilization). They specify
that they are not in alliance with respect to the earth like it is, but they
are informed in spite of that of very many of our intrigues. They told me
that the Earth does not have the same future as they do, because we have a
greater freedom of conscience. They also showed me many vessels surrounding
the earth far out in space, and which await the awakening of our
consciousness to reveal themselves. And this couple shows me the progression
of the vessels with each visit, as my Venusian Hostess will do later.
GOVERNMENT:
Their government is articulated around sages, the decisions are taken for
the group, there is no individuality as we conceive it (no ego) only the
sense of the individual in the community and for the community. But after
the library which left me greedy to learn and a little envious faced with
such simplicity, they amazed me by showing me their place for....
HOLIDAY:
It is underground...
I felt a descent, and I was shocked to be faced with what awakened for me
memories of small Mediterranean ports.
Facing me, a stretch of water which made me think of a sea, with boats,
and especially a seacoast, with small houses like those on the surface.
They love to come and relax there, but they do not remain a long time,
because they have
a vital need for the sun's rays, it is essential for their balance,
therefore they book frequent return tickets there. On return to the surface,
they invited me on their premises.
INFORMATION:
If the interior is comfortable, it really did not leave me memories
because all that I saw there was occulted by what could be compared with a
television. A screen on the wall, but a televison which shows what occurs on
other worlds. It is fascinating at what point all is known by all. There is
an interactivity, a curiosity for the external world which I adored.
I had the occasion a few months later, by making the acquaintance of Anna
on Venus, to see in her interior the same screen which opens on the worlds.
Life on Venus:
Anna received me the first time in her garden when I landed on her world
without wholly knowing where I was. My first vision was that of a soft
countryside, and on turning of a low and very open house. From afar, I see a
human silhouette approaching, and a beautiful smiling and cordial woman
nicely invites me to her home. It was Anna. Anna is dressed in
white, when I meet her she is wearing jewels which resemble stone belt
buckles, different gems with each one of my visits. Anna has a very
attentive companion, a very merry child who
is seldom at the house, a house open on external nature.
One day when I was tired, Anna suggested a pale pink drink to me which was
in a bottle on the coffee table. I did not know that I could drink, but if
she suggested it to me, it was possible for me. I took the glass that she
gave me, and I drank. Its voice resounded in my sp-rit that this water held
roses. It is more than rose oil, it is the spir-t of rose. And it is
sensational! This rose water makes the subtle body sparkle and makes it
infinitely merry, light. It is amusing because the essence of my being was
merry and semi- sparkling, whereas my physique did not feel anything, as if
it did not know about what occurs up there,
as if put to the side. While I sparkled on the sofa in the living room, I
saw by the window a suspension vehicle, without wheels, which made me think
of a boat on an air cushion rather
than a vessel. This vehicle deposited her son at the house.
On the other side of the room, is also a screen similar to that which I
saw among my Vulcan hosts. Regularly, Anna showed me the positioning of
their vessels around our earth. Increasingly many have arrived, and await a
signal to appear in our space time, and thus to
be visible to our eyes.
The world in the basement of our earth:
I do not know if you have read the book "TELOS" by Aurilie Louise Jones.
(JW I know
Louise and have been in her home when she lived in the town called Shastina,
Calif. I
believe she is telling the truth in the things that she says and does.) At
the end of the first volume, Mykos invites those who can come to visit him.
I wanted to do it!
I landed opposite a charming man of Mediterranean type, bronzed, who was
close to a river. He had a really delighted air in that an inhabitant of the
surface had come to give him a short visit! When one reads the book, one is
curious about the world they live in, but when one is on the spot it is
astounding! It is true that it has a central sun, and the most
difficult concept to accept, is the horizon which goes up, which curves.
It took several visits for it to become my normality also.
Opposite the river, it had trees like I never saw. Enormous, gigantic,
splendid. He showed me his library one day when I went to say hello. It is a
beautiful building of Greek style if my memories are good, with many works.
But I must acknowledge that after having seen the library on Vulcan, I was
not as sensitive as I would have been, faced with so many
works.
Then he led me to see the children of Telos. And there they are
marvellous. They have an oppenness of sp-rit, a vivacity, a note of love, an
incredible tolerance. Like the children of the Mouniens, and like all the
children of the nonterrestrial ra-es which were presented
to me, these children very early learn how to take themselves on a journey
of consciousness, and to meet other cultures. As Vaossia had said to me,
that teaches them TOLERANCE. By looking at and by feeling the true Joy of
these children, I said to myself that the time when ours will live this
open-mindedly, will be a time of Rebirth. I do not go down any more because
Mykos has not been there since the summer of 2003.
He does not resound any more in the subtle world, but he resounds in our
heavy surface density.
Well before reading the Telos book and taking a stroll in the world of the
center of our Earth, I had met other inhabitants who live under the surface.
My first visit was to an immense cathedral. I landed there in a box at the
top of the cathedral, and I see below hundreds of men and women clad in
white, who emit a buzzing vibration. This vibration is in direct relation
with Shamballa.
These People are of Asian aspect, without a prominent nose. They pray to
maintain, and reharmonize the vibratory fields of our Earth. There is no
source of light, but the light is everywhere. When I spoke about it to my
Jean he answered that it was explained perfectly with the 3d theory of time.
"time passing more slowly in these temporal high densities
(more time and less space), one sees the energy which emerges from atomic
excitations (emissions of photons) much better than in our world where it
appears as only one overly rapid part." After ten visits in which I did not
dare to engage in conversation because I was afraid to disturb, one day I
came face to face with someone that I felt was like a
sp-ritual head. I had no choice but to speak. As the first sentence of
exchange with him I received: -"Ah, finally! you dare to spend some time!"
Then, he trotted me around his world.
We took a long corridor (giving the impression of a way that does not
finish!) but I did not see an escalator nor something similar. The places of
life are zomes piled up one upon another. Street of zomes. (Zome: a
geometrical building of faceted form, which pile up like
crystals. zome for a single person, zomes which communicate for families
(like a duplex with us!).
In the interior of the dwelling like the outside, the light is soft and
homogeneous. Furniture is white, comfortable, purified lines. There are
living spaces and places for community meetings. Banquet and conference
rooms, with a fountain of purple fire which comforts the subtle bodies when
one approaches.
These People were in contact with the Cathars and visited at the time of
the solstice ceremony for example.
Part 2.
John Winston. joh...@mlode.com