Something I understand enough to use for work had frequent episodes of connection to things I study in the area of the Nature of Real/As it appears to me/Energy formations. The program, part of Microsoft Office, has levels and capabilities to make it applicable to a vast array of life ideas. It calculates. It "pictures". It merges and divides, centers and texts. It Hides and illustrates. It lets you add or remove columns and rows, and thereby sort your data according to those columns.
It can convert your data to graphs, charts or - I suspect - 3-D. Because it connects to any other spread sheet you wish with a simple code, I realized, today, that after your data has been sorted, you may copy and paste that data onto a brand new worksheet and sort it according to a different sequence of the columns. As you work and re-work your data, you discern errors and inaccuracies which you correct upon recognition. Each correction then globally corrects wherever else that "cell ID-Entity" recognizes itself as a parallel "probability" which Seth describes.
Friday, October 20, 2017
Body/Soul Partnership
The fate that awaits us is not dependent on our pace, which was pre-ordained before we ever appeared in Human Guise.
Daily Om Today@dailyOM.comWe awaken to the input from that "guise," alerting us that the Human Being s a separate entity from the Soul. These are partners and operate best within a framework of mutually respectful communication.
Fostering misery, thwarting efforts, and leaving the body during its periods of sleep to enjoy alternative existence as "traveler" is not the Soul's best partnership behavior. The indifference which Souls appear to demonstrate towards the "gross, dense, 3-D body" is not only offensive to the Human who serves freely and willingly, but denies the essence of Human Spirituality - ostensibly the manner in which the Soul is learning sensory experience through duality of being.
While most likely it is true that "We Are Souls; We Have Bodies" it seems inappropriate that a Soul, so much more powerful and infinite than its current body, cops an immunity pass and disposes of that body in which it has incarnated in order to escape to freedom from earthly form.
Souls "embody" by virtue of substantial service and generosity on the part of mothers who allow these beings to gestate within their own bodies. This "portal into physical manifestation" was neither an act of magic nor one of exclusively the Soul's choice. Free Will and Choice are separate and individually meritorious.
Our Bodies wish us to understand that they are neither passive nor "disposable."
The Human Body is a Life Form, a sentient being with sovereignty and dignity deserving of simple courtesies as Life joined to the Soul evolves.
Think of the Body/Soul relationship as a see-saw, alternating merge, or like jacking up a car with the right/left, step-by-step process of lifting. The Body & Brain's connection to the Soul is veiled from awareness, the memory of it concealed in the subconscious. On the other hand, the Soul IS capable of ever-presence and minding our minds being the point of exchange via which the Human Brain and the Soul's electro-magnetic composition are sorted into manifestation.
Dance Lessons are in order. Let us take up the Mission of learning to move in concert, interactively. Let us not expect our "Blind-to-the-Unknown" Human Guise to "just KNOW that it is driven by a multi-level, time-immune connection to the infinite Source.
Let us make the best use of our life energy, no longer testing the validity of the inspiration we experience because we are concerned that we are being "played" by the "rogue, majestic" elite who are feeding off our emotion, that most precious gift of the Human Guise.
Take utterly infallible faith in the realization that there is no Black and White. All is White!
Sunday, June 25, 2017
About the Grays
About the Grays:
UFOlogy and Inter-Dimesional dialogue has eclipsed my interest in Politics. EYES form from seemingly solid matter in my view and I am tazed by intelligentles "looking back" at me making eye contact in unexpected ways. The latest, and most life-altering, was the Eagle/Dragon/Branch of an aged Lilac Tree in my garden. I was so at my wit's end with the Race Card's ubiquitous "play" that I was talking to myself... I looked up - that is to say, my EYES were magnetically drawn up to an EYE drilling me with a look that said: "Stop this. Keep your energy to yourself. This is not your fight. Let any who would choose this path do so. Get off this treadmill. Be aware of all the EYES on you waiting to see you address this choice."
At that moment and ever since, the "Pretentious Progressives" were completely in my rear-view mirror and falling away. But in that glance from the Dragon, I was shown arcs at every turn and began to "See."
Like Dan Burisch, I found the notion of Bio-Mechanics riveting enough that I "agreed" to work in a realm where legitimate scientists, engineers and inventors work at gunpoint, ever threatened with violent "push-back" for demonstrating curiosity, professional exchange or impulses to understand beyond "need to know."
"If you build it; they will come." to your Field of Dreams. But instead of the players referenced in that movie; the Team emerging is the Negro League Homestead Grays. The Grays began in a suburb of Pittsburgh but played a portion of their Home games in Washington D.C. They boasted numerous Hall of Famers like Cool Papa Bell, Ray Brown, Josh Gibson, Buck Leonard, Cum Posey and Jud Wilson. All these players are honored in a facade at the Washington Nationals' ball park.
The Scene - a baseball diamond in a corn field in Iowa changes to a Crop Circle in a field of Barley in North Dakota. Baerl - or Beer as it has come to be, is brewed from Barley and Hopps, seemingly to sustain baseball players and their fans. 6th Dimensional being, RA, could understand so much more if such a Game could be attended by the being.
The scene changes again. Oil people from Oklahoma, Louisiana and Texas light up the once invisible North Dakota with fracking activity. No better way to make the most of night lighting than ball games in the Summer. And from the Crop Circle a tradition evolves: The Grays who come to play are not Human. They are the 4 foot tall, disproportionately large heads with huge, almond shaped black eyes, no ears or lips, three-fingered clones we know as "Aliens."
Themselves normally serious; the Grays are understood to have an incredible sense of humor, to be capable of telepathic communication and are purposefully task-oriented. When not conducting cattle mutilations, abductions of humans for dna material and assorted testing and generally showing off their piloting skills in any number of types of UFOs, the Grays are interested in a better understanding of Humanity.
Suited in impervious material that SSSSwwoooooosh! sucks itself to the wearer's form and makes itself an extension of the wearer's own skin, the Grays take an interest in the mechanics, rules and "play" of the Game. Unlike their "programmers," the Grays serve at their own discretion. En-trained by a seemingly higher intelligence, they telepath as a species, all there is to know about their handlers as well as their "Subjects."
Here the Queen's EYEBROWSE flicker. Subjects? They rule those they abduct?
As in the District of Columbia, the Vatican and the City of London, Sovereignty and "Nationhood" is a factor of the Native Americans' Indian Nation in North Dakota. Taxation, jurisdiction and "subjugation" are not the prerogative of even the Shadow Government in the Black Hills. Glyphs and Traditions of our Native American culture have depicted the Grays as far back as the hills themselves, and encounters with them are spoken of matter-of-factly as nothing new or strange.
UFOlogy and Inter-Dimesional dialogue has eclipsed my interest in Politics. EYES form from seemingly solid matter in my view and I am tazed by intelligentles "looking back" at me making eye contact in unexpected ways. The latest, and most life-altering, was the Eagle/Dragon/Branch of an aged Lilac Tree in my garden. I was so at my wit's end with the Race Card's ubiquitous "play" that I was talking to myself... I looked up - that is to say, my EYES were magnetically drawn up to an EYE drilling me with a look that said: "Stop this. Keep your energy to yourself. This is not your fight. Let any who would choose this path do so. Get off this treadmill. Be aware of all the EYES on you waiting to see you address this choice."
At that moment and ever since, the "Pretentious Progressives" were completely in my rear-view mirror and falling away. But in that glance from the Dragon, I was shown arcs at every turn and began to "See."
Like Dan Burisch, I found the notion of Bio-Mechanics riveting enough that I "agreed" to work in a realm where legitimate scientists, engineers and inventors work at gunpoint, ever threatened with violent "push-back" for demonstrating curiosity, professional exchange or impulses to understand beyond "need to know."
"If you build it; they will come." to your Field of Dreams. But instead of the players referenced in that movie; the Team emerging is the Negro League Homestead Grays. The Grays began in a suburb of Pittsburgh but played a portion of their Home games in Washington D.C. They boasted numerous Hall of Famers like Cool Papa Bell, Ray Brown, Josh Gibson, Buck Leonard, Cum Posey and Jud Wilson. All these players are honored in a facade at the Washington Nationals' ball park.
The Scene - a baseball diamond in a corn field in Iowa changes to a Crop Circle in a field of Barley in North Dakota. Baerl - or Beer as it has come to be, is brewed from Barley and Hopps, seemingly to sustain baseball players and their fans. 6th Dimensional being, RA, could understand so much more if such a Game could be attended by the being.
The scene changes again. Oil people from Oklahoma, Louisiana and Texas light up the once invisible North Dakota with fracking activity. No better way to make the most of night lighting than ball games in the Summer. And from the Crop Circle a tradition evolves: The Grays who come to play are not Human. They are the 4 foot tall, disproportionately large heads with huge, almond shaped black eyes, no ears or lips, three-fingered clones we know as "Aliens."
Themselves normally serious; the Grays are understood to have an incredible sense of humor, to be capable of telepathic communication and are purposefully task-oriented. When not conducting cattle mutilations, abductions of humans for dna material and assorted testing and generally showing off their piloting skills in any number of types of UFOs, the Grays are interested in a better understanding of Humanity.
Here the Queen's EYEBROWSE flicker. Subjects? They rule those they abduct?
As in the District of Columbia, the Vatican and the City of London, Sovereignty and "Nationhood" is a factor of the Native Americans' Indian Nation in North Dakota. Taxation, jurisdiction and "subjugation" are not the prerogative of even the Shadow Government in the Black Hills. Glyphs and Traditions of our Native American culture have depicted the Grays as far back as the hills themselves, and encounters with them are spoken of matter-of-factly as nothing new or strange.
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