Sunday, 31 August 2014

CROP CIRCLE UPDATE : There is a field that seems to stretch forever. I’ll meet you there

Ark Lane (2), nr Stroud Green, Essex,
United Kingdom.
Reported 31st August
“Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and rightdoing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.”
― Rumi





More UFO craft’s flying gracefully up and down throughout the night.
Just showing that they’re still here.


Heather Tucci-Jarraf and Sacha Stone Interview … To ALL I AM – we BE

To ALL I AM, we BE knowing what to do…full implementation NOW!
In pure love and gratitude!
All ways!

Sacha Stone and Heather Ann Tucci-Jarraf 
with Lisa Harrison, 
Brian Kelly and D...raw and unedited...


Saturday, 30 August 2014

Money Doesn’t Buy You a Heart

I sincerely hope one day humanity will learn not to initiate violence against anyone, especially against those who can’t defend themselves. At the same time, I also hope humans will learn not to respond with violence to someone’s violence. I do realise at this juncture this is a very tall order. But in the final analysis, violence only begets more violence.
This extreme violence and blindness of the human race stands in especially stark contrast when compared to such benevolent, light and highly developed beings like dolphins. They suffer from human cruelty and can’t even respond or defend themselves. In fact, they often save drowning humans, notwithstanding the horrible attitude so many humans display towards them.

CROP CIRCLE UPDATE : the spirit lives on


Ark Lane, nr Stroud Green, Essex,

United Kingdom. Reported 29th August


We Are Seven
—A simple child,
That lightly draws its breath,
And feels its life in every limb,
What should it know of death?I met a little cottage girl:
She was eight years old, she said;
Her hair was thick with many a curl
That clustered round her head.

She had a rustic, woodland air,
And she was wildly clad;
Her eyes were fair, and very fair;
—Her beauty made me glad.

“Sisters and brothers, little maid,
How many may you be?”
“How many? Seven in all,” she said,
And wondering looked at me.

“And where are they? I pray you tell.”
She answered, “Seven are we;
And two of us at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea.

“Two of us in the churchyard lie,
My sister and my brother;
And in the churchyard cottage, I
Dwell near them with my mother.”

“You say that two at Conway dwell,
And two are gone to sea,
Yet ye are seven! — I pray you tell,
Sweet maid, how this may be.”

Then did the little maid reply,
“Seven boys and girls are we;
Two of us in the churchyard lie,
Beneath the churchyard tree.”

“You run about, my little maid,
Your limbs they are alive;
If two are in the churchyard laid,
Then ye are only five.”

“Their graves are green, they may be seen,”
The little maid replied,
“Twelve steps or more from my mother’s door,
And they are side by side.

“My stockings there I often knit,
My kerchief there I hem;
And there upon the ground I sit,
And sing a song to them.

“And often after sunset, sir,
When it is light and fair,
I take my little porringer,
And eat my supper there.

“The first that died was sister Jane;
In bed she moaning lay,
Till God released her of her pain;
And then she went away.

“So in the churchyard she was laid;
And, when the grass was dry,
Together round her grave we played,
My brother John and I.

“And when the ground was white with snow,
And I could run and slide,
My brother John was forced to go,
And he lies by her side.”

“How many are you, then,” said I,
“If they two are in heaven?”
Quick was the little maid’s reply,
“O master! we are seven.”

“But they are dead; those two are dead!
Their spirits are in heaven!”
‘T was throwing words away; for still
The little maid would have her will,
And say, “Nay, we are seven!”


Friday, 29 August 2014

Simon Parkes at The Bases Conference


Simon Parkes is an Experiencer, who has mastered the issue and able to give wide perspectives, and with a family with a history in British MI5 and MI6, gives his data with some authority.

What The Hell Lives On The Moon NASA


When you land on a Moon
that is supposed to be empty and lifeless,
why would you say (“We Came In Peace?”)
What did they really see and more importantly
what did they do other than jump around playfully,
collect rocks and plant a flag?

We are the Ones we are waiting for


 It is about the message and that message has never been more simple, its LOVE.

The Military Started The ET UFO Phenomena


On July 1947 The U.S military acknowledged they recovered alien crafts in Roswell New Mexico.
Reiterating their claims they claimed the solid disc magically changed into a weather balloon.
Since 1947 there has been UFO sightings worldwide.
This video shows that there is something being hidden from us. We all want answers.

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Max Igan with Lisa M Harrison – BOOM Festival 2014 Portugal


Max Igan and Lisa Harrison at the BOOM Festival 2014 in Portugal where Max was a guest speaker. They discussed the psytrance festival scene and it’s relationship to expanding consciousness as well as Max’s personal relationship to the current conflict in Gaza.
Warning: Contains graphic images of the Gaza violence

TRUTHSEEKAH on Kelli In The Raw


TRUTHSEEKAH … Back by popular demand

Wednesday, 27 August 2014

Multiple UFO’s repeatedly sighted over Las Vegas



How do I get this out to the world? Only our group members are seeing this. I stand solidly behind each and every UFO video I have ever shot and I am willing to put my credibility and reputation on the line in order to get the word out. I feel that it would be an important step towards finally getting disclosure that we all long for. I’m a good person for this because I have never been a tin-foil hat wearing conspiracy guy, but I will fight to the finish when it comes to UFO’s. Do I know who might be flying these objects? Absolutely not, and you will never hear me say that it’s aliens because I have no proof and am not willing to guess. That said, whatever they are, and whoever it is that’s flying them, it’s incredible and amazing and in all cases it is something our government has not, and will not acknowledge.

If any of you work in the mass media please message me because the word needs to get out about this. I don’t know of anything exactly like this happening to anybody before. I know there are people who claim to have done something similar but in those cases there is room for real things being combined with fake. What makes this so special is that I detest hoaxers and that all of these are legitimate UFO videos that have been captured in an extremely short period of time. Americans and the world needs to know what’s happening and I’ll invite any actual video and image expert to prove me wrong. Peace out!

One Night – Multiple UFO’s Over Las Vegas

There is no good explanation for what’s been happening here in Las Vegas and to me specifically for the past five weeks. As I write this I have lost track of how many UFO’s I have been able to capture on video. This night was no different. Check out the video below and see what you think. I caught at least three UFO’s in less than about fifteen minutes. To read more about it and to see the visual evidence for it just click Here.


Wandering Las Vegas UFO

Video of a UFO wandering over the North Las Vegas mountains and city captured on August 17, 2014. This is about my 9th UFO video in the past month and they have all come from my backyard which overlooks Las Vegas and much of the northern part of the valley. To read more about it and to see the visual evidence for it just click Here.




Tuesday, 26 August 2014

John Lash : The Sophianic Vision Story Of The Mysteries


In this episode John Lash speaks about the origin of the gnostic teachings, how this knowledge was suppressed throughout history, how it can empower people, the birth of the archons and the bigger cosmic picture, and how it relates to what is happening today.

Also talked about was addressing fear and creating from a place of ecstasy. Check this article out for more backround:

Also: abiogenesis of acari insects- explains how an insect species can be generated from stress in an electromagnetic field -



Max Igan : Decoding the Control Grid [FULL VIDEO]

Ignore the TV Media Pit
Investigate 911
Look into your own heart and then look into the heart of another
Because when you look deeply enough into the heart of another, what you will find is yourself.

– Max Igan

Max Igan is a radio talk show host, researcher, artist, musician, philosopher, free thinker, champion for the truth, and a true renaissance man. Max is the man behind the website, which is filled with great information for those seeking the truth.

The world is in a messed up state, a lot of which can be traced to the money system. We need to cancel all debt right now. The monetary system has created shortage in the world and created the dog-eat-dog, psychopathic mentality that modern society now has. We don’t need a dishonest system that knowingly enslaves us to a corrupt system.

The New World Order is already here. We need an absolute change, but we don’t need a global government. We need a group of elders, unity amongst people, administrators who will look after the infrastructure. We need a global awakening – to see the power people have within themselves to effect change. We are being shepherded into a place where we shouldn’t be. We need to address this money supply – the most important factor of control that’s in place, and the interest on money.

Every country George Bush mentioned as the axis of evil countries had no central bank. The war on terror is about installing a central bank in each of those countries. It’s about enslaving people to debt – economic hit men. We need to wake up to it; to stand up to it.

Lead by example, be the change you want to see…you empower those you come across and they start to look into things themselves. Truth isn’t told, it’s realized.

Unity is the answer to everything. All the problems we face are symptoms of the divided state of human consciousness.



It was requested of me by the Dragon Family to help them elaborate on certain issues humanity is facing at the moment. One issue is the plan by the cabal, approved by the Vatican and the UN, to greatly reduce the world’s population, allowing only 1/3 of the population to survive. This ratio, as the dark ones see it, fulfills Bible prophesy related to the sounding of trumpets/opening of seals in Revelations. Destruction is the dark Agenda 21; and as the Ambassador tells us, cabal-controlled religion pushes this evil agenda in the vain attempt to defeat God’s plan of liberation for humanity. On the their side, The Red Dragon sent me a message of reconciliation, forgiveness, unity, protection and taking possession of our inheritance, asking us to focus on these things this week when Mars comes so close to Earth. While there are those who spread disinformation, and the Ambassador names some of them, he assures us that the Clintons (as reported by some) will not be able to steal the gold that the Dragon Family has held in trust for God on behalf of humanity for millennia. This is even revealed in The Hobbit movies based on the books by J.R.R. Tolkien (similar, but not the same as the Narnia Tales by his contemporary, C.S. Lewis).

Monday, 25 August 2014

Increased Earthquakes Strange Noises & Sinkholes : Secret Changes Inside the Earth


Terrifying’ sinkhole 100ft wide appears

overnight in Pennines and it’s so deep 

you can’t see the bottom

Mr Hensby, 71, who lives in Cowshill, near Bishop Auckland, County Durham, said: ‘I am not sure where this will end.
‘The hole is still growing. It is astonishing. If you could have heard the bangs, crashes and rumbles when it first happened you would understand how terrifying it was.
Sinkholes swallows graves in Gravesend UK – February 2014
More Earthquakes, more sinkholes, and strange noises being heard around the world… Linda Moulton Howe explains … scary
Remarkable, despite that the interview is about earthquakes, sinkholes and strange sounds, in the second part of the interview Linda Moulton starts talking about a black triangle craft and strange booms..

With 7.0 Magnitude earthquake in Peru, inland along the Andes mountains. The 6.0 Magnitude in California, as well as the 6.7 magnitude in Chile, a giant crack of 1 km long and 25 feet deep opens in Mexico, a ‘Code Red’ for Bardarbunga volcano in Iceland, yet the Yellowstone Caldera… Overall, seismic unrest is showing globally!
Giant crack in Mexico. The following footage was recorded by aerial drone.


CROP CIRCLE UPDATE : When the Sun and the Moon kiss

Ironwell Lane, nr Stroud Green, Essex,
United Kingdom.
Reported 24th August

Huge UFO’s Spotted Near The Sun On SOHO


On the relationship between thought and consciousness : KRISHNAMURTI


‘What is the relationship between thought and consciousness?
Why do we seem unable to go beyond thought?’

Sunday, 24 August 2014

Mark Passio – New Age Pacification vs. Self-Preservation


Mark Passio is an independent researcher, public speaker, radio talk show host, conference organizer and freedom activist from Philadelphia.

Mark has undertaken the task of assembling vast amounts of research in the areas of metaphysics, occultism, spirituality, symbology and consciousness studies.

New Age deception and the faults and fallacies of this pacifying religion.

How New Age belief has been used to quell healthy opposition and hold back rage in response to our subjugation.

This ideology is highly useful for globalist elites who go unchecked.

Mark also explains the application of self-defense and healthy, natural responses to the agenda of enslavement.

When will good men and women organize and do something about it?

ANDREW BARTZIS : Adventures into Reality – HEALING THE FUTURE Live readings 2



In order to truly heal the future, we have to do
more than treat the sick and fix the broken.
We have to make wellness a priority.



Chris Everards exposes the lies in government and ruling royal elites, exposing them for what they really are.
Evil and deceiving to the core. The media and much of todays governments are in fact members of secret orders which are battling for your soul and killing anyone who stands in their way.

Ignore people who say Chris cannot substantiate his claims. He can and has. He does not make unsubstantiated claims. You can research for yourself.

Just because the Mainstream media channels like fox, cnn, bbc etc are the biggest channels in the world, it doesnt mean they are absolutely reliable. People are idiots and totally brainwashed to assume so. Mainstream media very often, CANNOT back up their claims. All they do is have their reporters say “this happened, that happened. Hes a terrorist, shes a terrorist, hes evil, shes evil”.

The people then swallow this up as if its absolute truth, without even checking up on it. They automatically think that anything mainstream says, must be true. Thats how clever the secret orders/elite are. They make people think mainstream is reliable.

Mainstream media is a Disney show for kids and for the gullible. Its carefully selected shows for dumbing down and emotionally controlling the masses.

Saturday, 23 August 2014



Their tentacles stretch to all aspects of our daily life. They control the banking system, the media, the pharmaceutical industry, the oil industry, governments, the stock market, most of the administration of justice, secret services, armies and the weapon industry. They influence science, school books, universities, journalism and Hollywood. Inventors who invent something in the field of free energy or other matters that could be a threat to the establishment are bought off, threatened or murdered. They are the owners of the largest mines, casinos, through the CIA they control the entire drug scene, sex slavery, etcetera.

Simply put: as long as you live your life obediently, pay your taxes on time and cooperate, they’ll leave you alone. However, as soon as you stray from the paved paths and start asking difficult questions or do something that hinders the leaders’ plans, your life can be turned upside down in no time. Thousands of troublemakers from world history, from JFK to Jimmy Hoffa, from Nikola Tesla to Stan Meyer, and from Martin Luther King to Buddy Holly, can (no longer) put in a word.

Fear is the weapon they use to rule, with the media as their faithful messengers. They try to make us afraid of everything. Because nature doesn’t really need to be feared, the problems are simply made up: terrorism, global warming, Mexican flu, cold war, acid rain, you name it. Nearly all the good news is kept from us, every paper and news broadcast is filled with frightening messages.

The malice of their actions and the lack of respect towards their fellow man is revolting, although they present themselves as philanthropists towards the outside world. Their favourite method of destroying human lives is by creating armed conflicts and wars. They generally do this by financing and arming both groups in a conflict and by spreading disinformation in order to set them up against each other.

Because wars can’t be created everywhere, they also aim at weakening our health, especially through cancer. This is going quite well. In the past only 1 in 1000 people encountered cancer in his life, nowadays this is nearly 1 in 2. Particularly their AIDS campaign was a decisive ‘success’. They created this virus, and other ones like SARS, bird flu and the Mexican flu, in their secret laboratories. They spread it through vaccines from their pharmaceutical companies, and then watched contently how it wreaked havoc throughout the world. And sometimes wiped out entire generations, like in Africa. Meanwhile they made sure that natural medicines against cancer, such as the cannabinoids in marijuana, have become prohibited worldwide.

The higher, the more corrupt. This is also the power of this system and the reason why so few people blab. As soon as they realise how the system actually works, they’ll have been part of it for years and feel accessory. They’re scared of the consequences if they speak up. Within the order of the illuminati it’s not exactly appreciated when someone talks. As has been said, a human life is worth nothing within those circles, so whoever becomes too bothersome is simply eliminated.

So ……………...



Archons – Exposing Our Covert Controllers … Cosmic amoeba-like creatures Reptilians And The Council Of 13


by Robert Stanley
guest writer for

Although these parasites are not human, they are able to covertly influence our thoughts so we will do harm to oursevles and or others. In this way, they feed off the energy generated from the negative emotions of humans such as pain, fear, anger, revenge, etc.

It is unclear when these cosmic amoeba-like creatures and their …

Reptilians And The Council Of 13

reptilian counterparts first came to earth, but we know they were discovered by shamans in altered states of consciousness long ago and have recently been photographed.

The reason everyone is not seeing them on a daily basis is because these creature’s energy signature is beyond our normal, narrow range of vision within the electromagnetic spectrum. What scientist call “visible light.”


Archons: Exorcising hidden controllers
with Robert M. Stanley and
Laura Magdalene Eisenhower



Here are a series of authentic, infrared photographs and other images of these creatures:





These are not space craft: they are living creatures that the modern pioneers in this field of research (during the 1950s) termed “sky fish.”

a large, dark, fat fish that could fly was the description used by Carlos Castenada when he was first taught how to see these covert creatures and informed that they are able to influence the mind’s of humans. But there is more to this incredible story than meets the eye.

Ancient Gnostic texts from Egypt, called the Nag Hammadi, describe two types of demonic alien beings that invaded earth long ago which they call the Archons. The first type of Archon looks like a reptile (see the South African connection below for details on the reptilian Archons among us).

The Gnostics tell us that the other type of Archon looks like a human embryo… which has the same shape and appearance as the “sky fish” photos. However, both types of Archon feed off negative human emotions/energy.

Also, in the conclusion of my ground-breaking new book I report in great detail how demonic, alien creatures are secretly manipulating the minds of politicians and other powerful people in Washington.

Below are a series of photos taken on March 10, 2010 of one of these demonic, shapeshifting entities as it flys over the rooftops of Georgetown in Washington, D.C., (the site of the actual possesion of a 13-year-old boy which was fictionalized in the book and movie The Excorcist).


Ancient Gnostic texts from Egypt, called the Nag Hammadi, describe two types of demonic alien beings that invaded earth long ago which they call the Archons. The first type of Archon looks like a reptile (see the South African connection below for details on the reptilian Archons among us).


Unfortunately, I now see that the possession of people’s mind is not limited to a select individuals in positions of power on this planet. If the revelations in this press release are accurate, everyone is potentially being mentally manipulated by these creatures.

I was recently contacted by a mental health professional that confirmed my conclusions about this very serious problem. This individual has over 30 years of experience dealing with people in a clinical setting that are plauged by these parasitic creatures. Here is a small portion of what was shared with me:

I reached over the corner of my cluttered desk and from a battered grey bookshelf, pulled down a copy of Beyond Fear, a Toltec Guide to Freedom and Joy by Don Miguel Ruiz. I positioned my office chair to where I could see my patient “G” out of the corner of my eye and began reading.

“Humans are not the only beings with powerful minds. Attached to humanity are unseen beings that also are an organ of the earth. They share the metabolism of the earth, just as humans do. These beings form a spectrum from benevolent to harmful. They have been present alongside the human race from the beginning. The destiny of these


beings and that of humans is intertwined. The Toltec’s call them Allies. The Allies lack a brain, which means they have no factory to create emotions, but they need the ethereal energy of emotions to sustain their life. Allies push humans to create traumas in order to create fear, which they feed upon.”

Ruiz went on to say that humans are in a similar relationship to these entities as cows are to humans. He pointed out that humans take in energy from sunlight through food already processed by other living beings, such as plants and animals. Our brain then transforms the material energy into the ethereal energy of our emotions. This emotional energy then supplies food for our minds and for the Allies.

The Allies must then convert emotion into the negative emotion on which they feed. He explained that the Allies had no mechanism to produce the negative emotional energy themselves. They had to turn human emotional energy into negative energy before they could harvest it. In order to turn human emotion negative, the Allies are capable of putting fearful thoughts into the minds of humans which in turn generates the negative emotion on which they feed.

This fit the schizophrenic’s description of how psychotic voices operated exactly and also explained the occurrence of sudden, negative, obtrusive thoughts that seem to come to mind out of nowhere. Ruiz went on to explain that in order to resist the coercion of the Allies, people must become aware of them as this very moment they are feeding off the negative energy and fear generated by us.

He warned that humans should be very careful of the kind of emotions they transmit and pointed out that these entities are attracted to negative emotional energy much as sharks are to blood. He concluded by saying that, “Our emotions attract the attention of beings of like kind.” The medicine man appeared to have a perfect operational definition of how the voices operated, a phenomenon that schizophrenics had been reporting for years to deaf ears of the sane.

Use this link to read more of what Middle Eastern culture says about these entities:

Djinn are capable of possessing human beings. They are said to enter the blood stream and circulate rapidly through the body. They cause mental and physical problems, and also disrupt marriages and relationships. Asking a djinni to leave, or bargaining with it, may not be enough to get it to go, and someone who is trained may be needed to perform an exorcism to get it out of the body.

Djinn encounters occur everywhere, and they may be interpreted as other entities rather than their true selves. This is especially the case in areas where little is known about them. Encounters with angels, fairies, demons, elementals, extraterrestrials, mysterious creatures and ghosts of the dead may be djinn in disguise, either playing tricks or carrying out an agenda.

Use this link to read more of what South African culture says about these entities:

It is said that these creatures feed on us human beings; that they, at one time, challenged God Himself to war, because they wanted full control of the universe. And God fought a terrible battle against them and He defeated them, injured them, and forced them to hide in cities underground.

They hide in deep cavities underground, because they are always feeling cold. In these cavities, we are told, there are huge fires which are kept going by slaves, human, zombie-like slaves. And, it is further said that these Zuswazi, these Imbulu, or whatever you choose to call them, are not capable of eating solid food. They either eat human blood, or they eat that power, the energy that is generated when human beings, on the surface of the Earth, are fighting and killing each other in large numbers.

I met people who have fled from the early Masaki in Rwanda, from years ago, and these people were horrified by what was happening in their country. They said that the slaughter of the Hutus by the Watusi, and the Watusi by the Hutus, is actually feeding the Imanujela, monsters. Because the Imanujela like to inhale the energy that is generated by masses of people being terrified or being killed by other people.

Use this link to read more of what Polynesian culture says about these entities:

Makua looked at me quite seriously and observed, “If we look at the state of the world today, we can see their influence everywhere, and at every level. The could be thought of as psychic vampires. The e’epa are mental forces that have the ability to intrude into the human mind. They operate through subterfuge and psychic stealth.

They are adversaries who are drawn to humans because they wish to acquire our human capacity for creative imagination. Humans are creators, and they are not. Because of this, the deceivers will always be thwarted by the superiority of our human species.”

Here is a link to an excerpt from my upcoming novel “The Malibu Mystic” which describes one of my close encounters with “the flyers”.

Here are some other very important insights to consider about these creatures.

Excerpted from pg 217:

Don Juan said, “This is the appropriate time of day for doing what I am asking you to do. It takes a moment to engage the necessary attention to do it. Don’t stop until you catch that fleeting black shadow.”

I did see some strange fleeting black shadow projected on the foliage of the trees. It was either a shadow going back and forth or various fleeting shadows moving side-to-side or straight up in the air. They looked lie fat black fish to me, enormous fish. It was as if gigantic swordfish were flying in the air. I was engrossed in the sight. Then, finally, it scared me. It became to dark to see the foliage, yet I could still see the fleeting black shadows.

“What is it, Don Juan?” I asked.

“[Long ago, the native sorcerer/shamans of Mexico] discovered that we have a companion for life,” he said, as clearly as he could. “We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos, and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile; helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so.”

It was very dark around us, and that seemed to curtail any expression on my part. If it had been daylight, I would have laughed my head off. In the dark, I felt quite inhibited.

“It’s pitch black around us,” Don Juan said, “but if you look out of the corner of your eye, you will still see fleeting shadows jumping all around you.”

He was right. I could still see them. Their movement made me dizzy. Don Juan turned on the light, and that seemed to dissipate everything. Don Juan said, “You have arrived, by your effort alone, to what the shamans of ancient Mexico called the topic of topics. I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico.”

Why has this predator taken over in the fashion that you’re describing, Don Juan?” I asked. “There must be a logical explanation.”

“There is an explanation,” Don Juan replied, “which is the simplest explanation in the world. They took over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. Just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, gallineros, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them.”

I felt that my head was shaking violently from side to side. I could not express my profound sense of unease and discontentment, but my body moved to bring it to the surface. I shook from head to toe without any volition on my part. I heard myself saying, “No, no, no, no. This is absurd, Don Juan. What you’re saying is something monstrous. It simply can’t be true, for sorcerers, or for average men, or for anyone.”

“Why not?” Don Juan asked calmly. “Why not? Because it infuriates you?”

“Yes, it infuriates me,” I retorted. “Those claims are monstrous!”

“Well,” he said, “you haven’t heard all the claims yet. Wait a bit longer and see how you feel. “I’m going to subject you to a blitz. That is, I’m going to subject your mind to tremendous onslaughts; and you cannot get up and leave because you’re caught. Not because I’m holding you prisoner, but because something in you will prevent you from leaving while another part of you is going to go truthfully berserk. So brace yourself!”

There was something in me which I felt was a ‘glutton for punishment’. He was right. I wouldn’t have left the house for the world; and yet I didn’t like one bit the inanities he was spouting. Don Juan said, “I want to appeal to your analytical mind. Think for a moment, and tell me how you would explain the contradiction between the intelligence of man the engineer, and the stupidity of his systems of beliefs; or the stupidity of his contradictory behavior. Sorcerers believe that the predators have given us our systems of beliefs; our ideas of good and evil; our social mores. The predators are the ones who set up our hopes and expectations, and dreams of success or failure. They have given us covetousness, greed, and cowardice. It is the predators who make us complacent, routinary, and egomaniacal.”

“But how can they do this, Don Juan?” I asked, somehow angered further by what he was saying. “Do they whisper all that in our ears while we are asleep?”

“No, they don’t do it that way. That’s idiotic!” Don Juan said, smiling. “They are infinitely more efficient and organized than that. “In order to keep us obedient, meek and weak, the predators engaged themselves in a stupendous maneuver- stupendous, of course, from the point of view of a fighting strategist; a horrendous maneuver from the point of view of those who suffer it. They gave us their mind! Do you hear me? The predators give us their mind which becomes our mind. The predators’ mind is baroque, contradictory, morose, and filled with the fear of being discovered any minute now.

“I know that even though you have never suffered hunger,” he went on, “you have food anxiety which is none other than the anxiety of the predator who fears that any moment now its maneuver is going to be uncovered, and its food is going to be denied. Through the mind, which after all is their mind, the predators inject into the lives of human beings whatever is convenient for them. The predators ensure in this manner a degree of security to act as a buffer against their fear.”

“It’s not that I can’t accept all this at face value, Don Juan,” I said. “I could, but there’s something so odious about it that it actually repels me. It forces me to take a contradictory stand. “If it’s true that they eat us, how do they do it?”

Don Juan had a broad smile on his face. He was as pleased as punch. He explained that sorcerers see infant human beings as strange, luminous balls of energy covered from the top to the bottom with a glowing coat something like a plastic cover that is adjusted tightly over their cocoon of energy. He said that that glowing coat of awareness was what the predators consumed, and that when a human being reached adulthood, all that was left of that glowing coat of awareness was a narrow fringe that went from the ground to the top of the toes. That fringe permitted mankind to continue living, but only barely. As if I were in a dream, I heard Don Juan explaining that, to his knowledge, man was the only species that had the glowing coat of awareness outside that luminous cocoon. Therefore, he became easy prey for an awareness of a different order; such as the heavy awareness of the predator.



He then made the most damaging statement he had made so far. He said that this narrow fringe of awareness was the epicenter of self-reflection where man was irremediably caught. By playing on our self-reflection, which is the only point of awareness left to us, the predators create flares of awareness that they proceed to consume in a ruthless, predatory fashion. They give us inane problems that force those flares of awareness to rise, and in this manner they keep us alive in order for them to be fed with the energetic flare of our pseudo-concerns. There must have been something in what Don Juan was saying which was so devastating to me that at that point I actually got sick to my stomach.

After a moment’s pause long enough for me to recover, I asked Don Juan, “But why is it that the sorcerers of ancient Mexico and all sorcerers today, although they see the predators, don’t do anything about it?”

“There’s nothing that you and I can do about it,” Don Juan said in a grave, sad voice. “All we can do is discipline ourselves to the point where they will not touch us.

“How can you ask your fellow men to go through those rigors of discipline? They’ll laugh and make fun of you; and the more aggressive ones will beat the shit out of you… and not so much because they don’t believe it. Down in the depths of every human being, there is an ancestral, visceral knowledge about the predators’ existence.”

My analytical mind swung back and forth like a yo-yo. It left me and came back, and left me and came back again. Whatever Don Juan was proposing was preposterous, incredible. At the same time, it was a most reasonable thing; so simple. It explained every kind of human contradiction I could think of. But how could one have taken all this seriously?

Don Juan was pushing me into the path of an avalanche that would take me down forever. I felt another wave of a threatening sensation. The wave didn’t stem from me, yet it was attached to me. Don Juan was doing something to me, mysteriously positive and terribly negative at the same time. I sensed it as an attempt to cut a thin film that seemed to be glued to me. His eyes were fixed on mine in an unblinking stare. He moved his eyes away, and began to talk without looking at me anymore.

“Whenever doubts plague you to a dangerous point,” he said, “do something pragmatic about it. Turn off the light. Pierce the darkness; find out what you can see.” He got up to turn off the lights. I stopped him. “No, no, Don Juan,” I said, “don’t turn off the lights. I’m doing okay.”

What I felt then was a most unusual, for me, fear of the darkness. The mere thought of it made me pant. I definitely knew something viscerally, but I wouldn’t dare touch it, or bring it to the surface, not in a million years!

“You saw the fleeting shadows against the trees,” Don Juan said, sitting back against his chair. “That’s pretty good. I’d like you to see them inside this room. You’re not seeing anything. You’re just merely catching fleeting images. You have enough energy for that.”



I feared that Don Juan would get up anyway and turn off the lights, which he did. Two seconds later, I was screaming my head off. Not only did I catch a glimpse of those fleeting images, I heard them buzzing by my ears. Don Juan doubled up with laughter as he turned on the lights.

“What a temperamental fellow!” he said. “A total disbeliever, on the one hand; and a total pragmatist on the other. You must arrange this internal fight, otherwise you’re going to swell up like a big toad and burst.”

Don Juan kept on pushing his barb deeper and deeper into me. “The sorcerers of ancient Mexico,” he said, “saw the predator. They called it the flyer because it leaps through the air. It is not a pretty sight. It is a big shadow, impenetrably dark, a black shadow that jumps through the air. Then, it lands flat on the ground.

“The sorcerers of ancient Mexico were quite ill at ease with the idea of when it made its appearance on Earth. They reasoned that man must have been a complete being at one point, with stupendous insights and feats of awareness that are mythological legends nowadays. And then everything seems to disappear, and we have now a sedated man.”

I wanted to get angry and call him a paranoiac, but somehow the righteousness that was usually just underneath the surface of my being wasn’t there. Something in me was beyond the point of asking myself my favorite question: What if all that he said is true? At the moment he was talking to me that night, in my heart of hearts, I felt that all of what he was saying was true, but at the same time and with equal force, I felt that all that he was saying was absurdity itself.

“What are you saying, Don Juan?” I asked feebly. My throat was constricted. I could hardly breathe.

“What I’m saying is that what we have against us is not a simple predator. It is very smart and organized. It follows a methodical system to render us useless. Man, the magical being that he is destined to be, is no longer magical. He’s an average piece of meat. There are no more dreams for man but the dreams of an animal who is being raised to become a piece of meat: trite, conventional, imbecilic.”

Don Juan’s words were eliciting a strange, bodily reaction in me comparable to the sensation of nausea. It was as if I were going to get sick to my stomach again. But the nausea was coming from the bottom of my being, from the marrow of my bones. I convulsed involuntarily. Don Juan shook me by the shoulders forcefully. I felt my neck wobbling back and forth under the impact of his grip. The maneuver calmed me down at once. I felt more in control.

“This predator,” Don Juan said, “which, of course, is an inorganic being, is not altogether invisible to us as other inorganic beings are. I think as children we do see it, but we decide it’s so horrific that we don’t want to think about it. Children, of course, could insist on focusing on the sight, but everybody else around them dissuades them from doing so. The only alternative left for mankind is discipline. Discipline is the only deterrent. But by discipline I don’t mean harsh routines. I don’t mean waking up every morning at five-thirty and throwing cold water on yourself until you’re blue. Sorcerers understand discipline as the capacity to face with serenity odds that are not included in our expectations. For sorcerers, discipline is an art; the art of facing infinity without flinching; not because they are strong and tough, but because they are filled with awe.”

“In what way would the sorcerers’ discipline be a deterrent to the flyers?” I asked.

Don Juan scrutinized my face as if to discover any signs of my disbelief. He said,”Sorcerers say that discipline makes the glowing coat of awareness unpalatable to the flyer. The result is that the predators become bewildered. An inedible glowing coat of awareness is not part of their cognition, I suppose. After being bewildered, they don’t have any recourse other than refraining from continuing their nefarious task. If the predators don’t eat our glowing coat of awareness for a while, it will keep on growing.

“Simplifying this matter to the extreme, I can say that sorcerers, by means of their discipline, push the predators away long enough to allow their glowing coat of awareness to grow beyond the level of the toes. Once it goes beyond the level of the toes, it grows back to its natural size. The sorcerers of ancient Mexico used to say that the glowing coat of awareness is like a tree. If it is not pruned, it grows to its natural size and volume. As awareness reaches levels higher than the toes, tremendous maneuvers of perception become a matter of course.

“The grand trick of those sorcerers of ancient times was to burden the flyers’ mind with discipline. Sorcerers found out that if they taxed the flyers’ mind with inner silence, the foreign installation would flee, and give any one of the practitioners involved in this maneuver the total certainty of the mind’s foreign origin. The [alien mind control of these creatures] comes back, I assure you, but not as strong; and a process begins in which the fleeing of the flyers’ mind becomes routine until one day it flees permanently.

“That’s the day when you have to rely on your own devices which are nearly zero. A sad day indeed! There’s no one to tell you what to do. There’s no mind of foreign origin to dictate the imbecilities you’re accustomed to. My teacher, the nagual Julian, used to warn all his disciples that this was the toughest day in a sorcerer’s life for the real mind that belongs to us. The sum total of our experience after a lifetime of domination has been rendered shy, insecure, and shifty. Personally, I would say that the real battle of sorcerers begins at that moment. The rest is merely preparation.”



I became genuinely agitated. I wanted to know more, and yet a strange feeling in me clamored for me to stop. It alluded to dark results and punishment, something like the wrath of God descending on me for tampering with something veiled by God himself. I made a supreme effort to allow my curiosity to win. I heard myself say, “What-what-what do you mean, by taxing the flyers’ mind?”

“Discipline taxes the foreign mind no end,” he replied. “So, through their discipline, sorcerers vanquish the foreign installation.”

I was overwhelmed by his statements. I believed that Don Juan was either certifiably insane or that he was telling me something so awesome that it froze everything in me. I noticed, however how quickly I rallied my energy to deny everything he had said. After an instant of panic, I began to laugh, as if Don Juan had told me a joke. I even heard myself saying, “Don Juan, Don Juan, you’re incorrigible!”

Don Juan seemed to understand everything I was experiencing. He shook his head from side to side, and raised his eyes to the heavens in a gesture of mock despair. He said, “I am so incorrigible, that I am going to give the flyers’ mind which you carry inside you one more jolt. I am going to reveal to you one of the most extraordinary secrets of sorcery. I am going to describe to you a finding that took sorcerers thousands of years to verify and consolidate.”

He looked at me, smiled maliciously, and said, “The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat. And that’s exactly what you are going to do; hold on to the energy that binds you together.”

I had the most inexplicable reaction I could have imagined. Something in me actually shook, as if it had received a jolt. I entered into a state of unwarranted fear, which I immediately associated with my religious background.

Don Juan looked at me from head to toe. “You are fearing the wrath of God, aren’t you?” he said. “Rest assured, that’s not your fear. It’s the flyers’ fear, because it knows that you will do exactly as I’m telling you.”

His words did not calm me at all. I felt worse. I was actually convulsing involuntarily, and I had no means to stop it.

“Don’t worry,” Don Juan said calmly. “I know for a fact that those attacks wear off very quickly. The flyer’s mind has no concentration whatsoever.”

After a moment, everything stopped as Don Juan had predicted. To say again that I was bewildered is a euphemism. This was the first time in my life ever, with Don Juan or alone, that I didn’t know whether I was coming or going. I wanted to get out of the chair and walk around, but I was deathly afraid. I was filled with rational assertions, and at the same time I was filled with an infantile fear. I began to breathe deeply as a cold perspiration covered my entire body. I had somehow unleashed on myself a most godawful sight: black, fleeting shadows jumping all around me wherever I turned. I closed my eyes and rested my head on the arm of the stuffed chair.

“I don’t know which way to turn, Don Juan,” I said.

“Tonight, you have really succeeded in getting me lost.” Don Juan said, “You’re being torn by an internal struggle. Down in the depths of you, you know that you are incapable of refusing the agreement that an indispensable part of you, your glowing coat of awareness, is going to serve as an incomprehensible source of nourishment to, naturally, incomprehensible entities.

“And another part of you will stand against this situation with all its might. The sorcerers’ revolution is that they refuse to honor agreements in which they did not participate. Nobody ever asked me if I would consent to being eaten by beings of a different kind of awareness. My parents just brought me into this world to be food, like themselves, and that’s the end of the story.”

Don Juan stood up from his chair and stretched his arms and legs. “We have been sitting here for hours. It’s time to go into the house. I’m going to eat. Do you want to eat with me?”

I declined. My stomach was in an uproar.

“I think you’d better go to sleep,” he said. “The blitz has devastated you.”

I didn’t need any further coaxing. I collapsed onto my bed, and fell asleep like the dead.



[When I arrived] home, as time went by, the idea of the flyers became one of the main fixations of my life. I got to the point where I felt that Don Juan was absolutely right about them. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t discard his logic. The more I thought about it, and the more I talked to and observed myself, and my fellow men, the more intense the conviction that something was rendering us incapable of any activity or any interaction or any thought that didn’t have the self as its focal point.

My concern, as well as the concern of everyone I knew or talked to, was the self. Since I couldn’t find any explanation for such universal homogeneity, I believed that Don Juan’s line of thought was the most appropriate way of elucidating the phenomenon. I went as deeply as I could into readings about myths and legends. In reading, I experienced something I had never felt before: Each of the books I read was an interpretation of myths and legends. In each one of those books, a homogeneous mind was palpable. The styles differed, but the drive behind the words was homogeneously the same: Even though the theme was something as abstract as myths and legends, the authors always managed to insert statements about themselves.

The homogeneous drive behind every one of those books was not the stated theme of the book. Instead, it was self-service. I had never felt this before. I attributed my reaction to Don Juan’s influence. The unavoidable question that I posed to myself was: Is he influencing me to see this, or is there really a foreign mind dictating everything we do? I lapsed, perforce, into denial again, and I went insanely from denial to acceptance to denial. Something in me knew that whatever Don Juan was driving at was an energetic fact; but something equally important in me knew that all of that was guff.



The end result of my internal struggle was a sense of foreboding; the sense of something imminently dangerous coming at me. I made extensive anthropological inquiries into the subject of the flyers in other cultures, but I couldn’t find any references to them anywhere. Don Juan seemed to be the only source of information about this matter.

The next time I saw him, I instantly jumped to talk about the flyers. I said, “I have tried my best to be rational about this subject matter, but I can’t. There are moments when I fully agree with you about the predators.”

“Focus your attention on the fleeting shadows that you actually see,” Don Juan said with a smile. I told Don Juan that those fleeting shadows were going to be the end of my rational life. I saw them everywhere. Since I had left his house, I was incapable of going to sleep in the dark. To sleep with the lights on did not bother me at all. The moment I turned the lights off, however, everything around me began to jump. I never saw complete figures or shapes. All I saw were fleeting black shadows.

“The flyers’ mind has not left you,” Don Juan said. “It has been seriously injured. It’s trying its best to rearrange its relationship with you. But something in you is severed forever. The flyer knows that. The real danger is that the flyers’ mind may win by getting you tired and forcing you to quit by playing the contradiction between what it says and what I say.

“You see, the flyers’ mind has no competitors. When it proposes something, it agrees with its own proposition, and it makes you believe that you’ve done something of worth. The flyers’ mind will say to you that whatever Juan Matus is telling you is pure nonsense, and then the same mind will agree with its own proposition, ‘Yes, of course, it is nonsense,’ you will say. That’s the way they overcome us.

“The flyers are an essential part of the universe, and they must be taken as what they really are; awesome, monstrous. They are the means by which the universe tests us. We are energetic probes created by the universe,” he continued as if he were oblivious to my presence, “and it’s because we are possessors of energy that has awareness that we are the means by which the universe becomes aware of itself.

“The flyers are the implacable challengers. They cannot be taken as anything else. If we succeed in doing that, the universe allows us to continue.”



During Don Juan’s process of revelation regarding the Archons to Carlos Castenada he said:

“The flyers’ mind flees forever when a sorcerer succeeds in grabbing on to the vibrating force that holds us together as a conglomerate of energy fields. If a sorcerer maintains that pressure long enough, the flyers’ mind flees in defeat. And that’s exactly what you are going to do; hold on to the energy that binds you together.”

I wonder if it would be possible to use modern technology sound and/or other energy generators to generate the “vibrating force (i.e., pressure), that holds us together” and then apply that “pressure long enough” until “the flyers’ mind flees in defeat”? That is of course, after testing has proved there was no danger of such a frequency/pressure UNBINDING the energy that binds humans together as a conglomerate of energy fields.

Such a technology may be of tremendous value toward ridding Humanity and possibly Gaia of the Archons. And when you think about it, IF the fellow in Florida (i.e., I am not remembering his name right now), was able to move enormous stones using sound vibration/energy/force-pressure, and claims, that the intersecting point of two radar beam can produce a force capable of disrupting the energy propulsion and/or flight systems of an alien craft which causes it to crash, then maybe it is possible to utilize sound and/or some other energy frequency(ies) to (re)move or force-pressure the Archons to flee from the minds of Humanity and/or Gaia!

I would consider this a worthy intention and goal, how about you? Do you have any ideas regarding how this might be accomplish? I have a few.

Don Juan also said:

“You’re being torn by an internal struggle. Down in the depths of you, you know that if you are incapable of refusing the agreement that an indispensable part of you, your glowing coat of awareness, is going to serve as an incomprehensible source of nourishment to, naturally, incomprehensible entities.” “And another part of you will stand against this situation with all its might. The sorcerers’ revolution is that they refuse to honor agreements in which they did not participate.” “Nobody ever asked me if I would consent to being eaten by beings of a different kind of awareness. My parents just brought me into this world to be food, like themselves, and that’s the end of the story.”

I wonder, can it be as simple as WITHDRAWING ones CONSENT in order to render the agreement null and void, and release the bonds created by the (unintentional) agreement? Two of the required elements of any agreement or contract are: full-knowledge of the conditions of the agreement, and willing-intent to participate.

Therefore, without full-knowledge and willing-intent, such an agreement or contract was never established by the Conscious Act by Your Spirit, and thus would be null and void, even though it is currently being enforced by spiritually and universally unlawful entities through the use of deception and force.

Don Juan also said: “The flyer’s mind has no concentration whatsoever.”

Is it possible that the trait of lack of concentration is being passed on to some humans while they are being attacked and fed upon by Archons, and does this trait later manifest as human behavior which is now being labeled as ATTENTION DEFICIT DISORDER (ADD), especially in children? Is Attention Deficit Disorder a side-effect or possibly an intentional-effect used by the Archons so their minions can profit from the drugs they manufacture and then sell to humans related to this disorder?

Here is a link to a mental defense handbook.

Here is a link to Cameron Day’s web site to help rid one’s self of these creatures.

Here is a link to a powerful mental defense technique.

Here is a link to the web site of Australian shaman Steve Richards

Here is a link to psychic surgeon Andy Porter who helps remove these creatures.

Please forward this important information to your family and friends.


Robert M. Stanley