
Formations in the field outside Chilbolton Observatory, August 14 2001, and 2002.

THE VIEW FROM ABOVE
If I was off-world, and benign, or even curious, looking down on this planet, it would be a shocking experience. I might want to find ways to alert the inhabitants, whether they liked the way I looked, or not.
“MUCH PAIN BUT STILL TIME.
THERE IS GOOD OUT THERE.
WE OPPOSE DECEPTION.
CONDUIT CLOSING.”
The details of the message of the crop circle, “Conduit closing” is profound, because whether alien or human, the message speaks from the unconscious core we share, and that core knows that there is little time to make it through the evolutionary gate that is now moving, and bringing with it polarization:
There is:
1. the opening to the truth (with pain and pleasure combined);
2. the ego sensing its time is short, opts for greatest destruction to feel what it is like to challenge and meet the godhead face to face. Its challenge is actually this; to seek audience, to get attention, to rile, to be counted equal (with no evolutionary qualification).

- “Prepare for impact” the ad reads, multimedia home theatre, 1997.
3. denial and “business as usual’ which is tantamount to sleep.
However, the war is not happening with those who are asleep and who choose to remain so, out of a sense of primitive survival; they are those who concede with the lie; they are those who would sell you out if you threatened their sense of personal security in the face of threat, even anticipated threat. They could be family, colleagues, friends. These have chosen to “go with the flow” of information which complies with the dominant paradigm, those who willingly work and die in Metropolis because sleep is preferrable.

- SPRINT Data company, 1996. Of course, it is not one image that tells a story, it is the aggregate message contained.
Those at war are those who have some idea of the stakes; they are very high, and strangely enough they are not about money, oil, banks, FDA, not even your life; they are about the “right” to range widely, freely, exultantly over the universe: the freedom to explore, experience, take risks, dare, not in the name of ego, but in the name of a completion process within and true communion with the underlying intelligent source of the universe.
The stakes are not earth commodities, gold, iron, steel, uranium, even water (though that is the last act of thieving because life needs clean water to survive)— the stakes are what they have always been— your heart, your soul, your mind and your psyche. That is the bitterest territory. There resides the battle-zone, not outside. Whatever gave you that idea?
For this, the planetary war indeed shifts to off-planet, but there is no reason to blame anyoe else. We are doing it all alone.
Crop formation depicted in this article contain reminders of some of the rules of life engagement which cannot be bought or sold, nor loaned with interest, simple things like HONESTY, TRUTH, TIME, INTEGRITY. That is why when the chips are down and the evolution of consciousness is at stake, it is important to realize one thing, though evolution is a tribal, species-driven, collective impulse— every person contains the universe, so the bottom-line is the choice the individual makes in themselves. No masking, no deception, no fog, or cloud upon which some imagined deity sits, one whose face you never see. Look in the mirror. It’s yourself.
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THE CHOSEN RACE
And that is the beauty of this whole charade, this game. Every person is a chosen person. Collectively humans become a chosen people, singly choosing. Humans will move into a Type 1, or Type 2, interplanetary civilization capability, one-by-one. Just like birth and death, and the migrating bird, flying over the landscape or the ocean, in spite of your flock, you are on your own. And in this glorious experiment that you already chose— you choose yourself. No religion, persuasion, mind control program, or outside manipulation should act to brand you, assign you, mark you, baptize you, or authorize you. In the end (and “endo” means “from within”, as opposed to “exo” which means, “from without”)
YOU WILL SELF-CHOOSE.
So here, the lines are drawn. You, each of you, I, me and mine, we choose ourselves.

The conduit is closing. The chance is real.
Make of this what you will. In my experience of this phenomena, crop circle to experiences of abduction or meeting higher forces, and regardless of whether it was printed on the field by an extraterrestrial or by a scientist at a computer somewhere under or above-ground, the message remains the same.
I have experience of what it is like with the conduit within, open, and with it closed. And I know for certain that the entire exercise we are under at this moment is a battle, a war, and a pogrom based on the designs of those who do not want your conduit to be ever open. My research validated this over decades and I am certain of the results. More importantly what I discovered in the course of a lifetime seeking is that truth rings true, pings true at the intuitive and deeply collective unconscious level, as well as that of origin, deep within. It is that level certain “powers” are trying to root the connections out of you, out of us, because then you will be outside their control, whatever they do to your body, your 3D reality, your here-ness in time and space.
“This is Me!” Saving the ME
How they play the game, masterfully, is through the manipulation of history. And in this way, they sew up the game of mind-time-space, through the play of time-space and history.
In this way, they manage you down through the corridor of time, down through the passage of the centuries. And in doing so, erase your “memory”. Your connection with who and what you are and that is the real ME. The Sumerian ME was a navigation device. We center our bearings on this internal secret device. Whay do we point to our central heart position when we say “This is Me!”. You’ve got to understand it here and now; the ME is the braain of your heart and your autonomic nervous system, in particularly in this case, at the Thymus gland. The centree of our immune response. That’s right. Any pesticides, chemtrails, heavy metals, such as barium oxide and aluminum oxide, or polymer compounds pouring down on our heads and getting in to our water supplies is not only depleting our water, it is attacking one of our last bastions of defence, our immunity, and in point of fact, our ME.
This ancient understanding should bring us to wonder how abstracted language about our bodies and ourselves has become. The fact that when we say “ME” and point to our immune system center, we are validating an extremely important and actually self-evident connection. Yet, this psychesomatic reality we are mainly, if not fully, disconnected from. Instead we put all attention on to the “I”, “I AM THAT I AM” and the “I AM” cultic response.
In doing so, we leave the “ME” to medical doctors to administer to our weakened immunity, to priests to administer to emotions, afterworlds and guilt responses, all connected to our immune system responses; and we allow authority figures to manage the world, based around war and fears of destruction. The little “me” is quietly waiting within: it is the child within us we have taken for granted and abused. Now it is being ripped from us via authorities who have learned immune destruction is an ultimate disembodiment technique as the ministrations of embodiment are taken over by medications, invasion, the military, entrainment, control and enslavement.
I AM, the great YHWH statement (booming down from Hebrew scribes, echoing the intention of despotic kings like Assurbanipal 7BC), and took the place of the body-centred ‘me’, inserting their “I” to be served. Other humans internalized a similar “I”, tyrants-in-the-making, as this “I” withdrew attention from the body, the psychesoma, and installed focus of intention, instead, in the great commissure of the left hemisphere, as its fortress-mentality. It retained its me, of course, denying the “I” to others and discounting their ‘me’s’ as nothing. This could be a fable. But it is borne out in history. The egoic “I” became dominant paradigmatically, particularly in the West.
In contrast, the ME is self-sufficient, yet internalized; it is centred on the immune response and so is very careful of pollution, for itself and all others.

It is not egoic, arrogant and self-serving; it is the part of ourselves that sits in the background and observes all is well, or isn’t, and when it serves itself, it knows that its self-care is actually the care of all others. It is the ultimate self as others position, while also self-serving. It is not egoic. If you think this is all about “ME”, then it is, but only once a more originary meaning is discovered, and the more innate meaning has been restored. Then we can embrace the ME again in ourselves without self-serving guilt and victimhood.
Language is as polluted as the waters, because “they”, those who pull these backroom educative monopolies, never want us to go “home”. This is because they know, on account of certain choices they have made, that they cannot. Their “alienation” from the people has occurred because they cared for nothing but the “I”.
Populations are becoming disassociated, suffering “cognitive dissonance” (a fancy word for being stymied by minds more facile than your own and leaving you with no place to put the focus of your intention with a clear mind), because you have played into the fog-machine reality and took it to be true, real, and meanwhile artificiality was being manufactured out of the world around you and fed to you in fabrics, building materials, medicines, foods, and now a plethora of brain-wave and nervous system disruption frequencies.
You have been locked into a 3D mind-time-space containment and you didn’t look out, feel around, or work to be free from within the wonderful 3 Dimensional reality, even as it is restrictive, because At the same time, that container, your body zone, is your hope and your ticket, your self-selected authorization bureau inside yourself housing all your defensive situations within the cellular lattices, DNA, molecular, biological and fluid reality that as a functioning unit, you call yourself.
Don’t underestimate it and get dis-embodied, because then they’ll have you!


