Purple "Reptoid" Crow

Not all forms of fascism have to equate precisely to the classic form represented by Hitler or Mussolini. Fascism doesn't have to involve mass genocidal slaughter, nor does it have to be equal in degree to the fascism practiced by members of the Axis powers. Traits of classic fascism include: strong nationalism, expansionism, belligerent militarism, meshing of big business and government with a corporate/government oligarchy, subversion of democracy and human rights, disinformation spread by constant propaganda and tight corporate/government control of the press.

Today all of these conditions exist in most countries to various degrees.

Some years ago a Judge's remarks after sentencing someone in a "tax crime" case in the Northwest, a federal judge expressed the opinion that people involved with "these groups" (You know who you are!) are actually afflicted with some type of mental illness. I think he meant it. This judge simply hadn't the foggiest notion how any sane human being could lose family, fortune, and freedom and still refuse to give in. Perhaps this judge knew exactly what he was doing being a shepherd for 'rebellious sheeple'. Of interest, the judge made no comment on what manner of mental health allows a man known as "Your Honor" to comfortably facilitate the government's destruction of another man's life in the absence of any charging statute or plainly demonstrated legal duty to which a penalty statute might apply. Aiding and abetting political and judicial fraud could be a sign of an evil heart; but perhaps we should withhold judgment. "Your Honor" could plead "mental illness".

Though it goes by various names, there is a loosely associated band of people who just have a terrible time tolerating tyranny -- especially the lying, hypocritical, cowardly variety. Amongst this merry band of "patriots" (although what is left to be "patriotic" about is sometimes a wonder) there is a good bit of disagreement, even rancor. This is not surprising. After all, what personality types are apt to take a stand against a power as awesome and intimidating as the government of the United States, Canada or the UK? Shy, cautious people-pleasers? No offense to all the "B-type" personalities out there, but ... I don't think so.

There are probably numerous stories similar to that of our un-named "patriot".

One day after years of research, personal paranormal encounters and interviews with hundreds of eye witnesses to UFOs and alien abduction, Purple Crow hears allegations that "UFO research groups" are a fraud and the world is not what it seems, especially in the field of paranormal research. The word "Illuminati" is first uttered by a cryptic shaking man who after uttering these very words runs to his car and skids off as if about to die for merely speaking to Purple Crow. Purple is the independent, self-confident, curious type, so he digs into the subject. Purple Crow has learned to ALWAYS ask questions after years of personal paranormal encounters, including direct ET contact. In a few months his entire world view is turned upside down as he has discovered far more than he bargained for. Believing that "the Truth shall set you free", Purple confronts his peers regarding these 'rumors', certain that this corruption must be exposed and he can make a difference.

On the initial leg of his sojourn, Purple meets a number of kindred souls who reinforce his views and appear to share his contempt for "the lie" and his desire to confront those who perpetrate it.

Jumping ahead 2 or 3 years, Purple's girlfriend has taken the Y2K supplies (2 months before midnight 2000), the house and the bank account ... and left him. Another employer has fired him, and he is living out of the back of his friend's house across the US border. This goes on for a couple of years as Purple, living like a Jew running from the NAZIs, attempts to regain his balance, during which time Purple writes a book while staying in a few different 'safe houses' and finds a way to generate some relatively "safe" and quite temporary cash flow for the first time in a while in the form of donations for his research on his new website. Purple then finds out that the "unregulated" world of "free enterprise" has at least as many crooks, hucksters and fools in it as the "system" ever hoped to have. Book-deal after book-deal falls through while he attempts to share everything he knows with earnest intent to help others help themselves. Friends turn into enemies as ears and hearts close to what Purple has exposed with documented factual reports.

Keep in mind that Purple is now several years into being deprived of his family, his career and much of anything resembling a "normal" life. Purple is experiencing the "convert's awakening": people may go to your church and read out of the same scriptures you do, but that does not mean they understand things the way you do; nor does it mean they are automatically competent and trustworthy. All corruption comes from WITHIN each system of trust.

Purple Crow discovers that the "patriot" world of solid political change also has a few people who are self-serving, dishonest, deceived, desperate and, in some cases, just not very bright. About this time Purple is feeling isolated, betrayed, a bit hopeless ... and, yes, incredibly angry. Everything he believed in ten years ago has turned to crap; and now the people who showed him this crap in the first place are themselves turning out to be crap. To quote the forlorn Mel Brooks' character in the movie of the same name, "Life stinks!"

Purple now becomes quite a handful -- a bit unstable, to put it mildly. Not knowing what other direction to take, Purple actually accelerates his study of every theory he can find that might explain how "they are doing it to us." Each new theory comes with an impressive rationale and set of "proofs", along with a handful of anecdotal "wins". However, Purple becomes a rabid new convert to each "silver bullet" and angrily denounces his former gurus, placing himself as the new guru of truth all the while attempting to inspire others to do as he has done, following no one, trusting few -- denouncing anyone else who dares to debunk his newly found set of "proofs". Purple has even been known to spread nasty, vindictive information about other people in "the Movement", even going so far as to threaten them with "legal action".

Virtually all of Purple's former family and friends, of course, have thought he was crazy from the instant he announced that income tax is an illegal fraud, a tired old argument that he leaves to other 'researchers' to continue to expose. Now, however, people "in the Movement" are becoming convinced that Purple is a genuine nut-case, maybe a government agent, and certainly a detriment to any effort to restore honest, Constitutional government free from corruption. Purple's bold, outspoken research has left him pretty much on his own as he heads back to a more underground private life where he continues to explore even deeper realms of contact with otherworldly beings to share in mutual respect whatever he can before the inevitable global ET contact day transpires.

So, what do people think of Purple Crow? Some people tend to agree with the judge: Purple is now genuinely afflicted with a form of 'mental illness'. The difference is that some people know who did it to him. Purple was quite literally shoved into the abyss of emotional illness by none other than "Your Honor" and every other judge like him -- as well as every friend, every family member, and every Canadian, American and European who suffers from the far more serious problem of character deficiency.

Give thanks for all the Purple Crow's out there who were strong enough to continue to be "mentally ill" enough to recognize and resist corrupt government, let alone the same sickness that lives within the paranormal 'community'. Purple may make some bad choices in his own personal behavior. He may sink into confusion, even self-deception, and may not be the sharpest knife in the drawer; but whatever his personal shortcomings, Purple Crow was at least MAN enough at some point to take a stand against corruption, tyranny -- and against the TRULY insane behavior of an entire society that holds up a set of ideals, principles and laws collectively misrepresented, trampled and defiled on a daily basis.

Give me a man driven mad by adherence to the principle of truth over ignorant bliss any day over a man whose "success" in this world requires him to be a liar, a coward and a hypocrite. God may heal the former; the latter may never see His face.

I forgive you.

The mission becomes corrupted.

Family:

Born unto an abusive father and a passive-agressive manipulating mother I soon learned how to always question authority and know when and when NOT to duck. They taught me what NOT to be - I learned swiftly - and I thank them for this lesson, and I forgive them. They are products of a broken world and people. I cannot imagine the crap their own people dished out to them to screw them up so badly... I only know for certain my own story. I soon abandoned them both as valid parents as I forgave them. I discovered that most parents are this way and that all children eventually despize them. I am comforted by this notion and I move onwards outside the home.

School:

School taught me how absolute power corrupts absolutely as teachers did whatever they chose to do to us. If we complained to the principal, it was always their word against ours, and if they could manipulate an entire classroom of students, then one man was never a problem for them either. School also taught me that it takes more than a tiny handfull of rebels to change any system from within. A small life sentance in "school" taught me all this, and I thank them all for this lesson, and I forgive them. Authority was not a true authority I soon realised as both parents and government sanctioned institutions are a sham - they all make it up as they go along not even knowing what they are doing. Time once again to seek more truth elsewhere. I soon abandoned school as I forgave them - I did so in order to help my own mother survive job loss so we had food to eat - she was very surprised by my choice to do so. Where did this notion come from? I did not have to do this act, but I did. It's called compassion, even for those who are not perfect.

Contact (those who have never lied - pt.1):

It took a force outside this world to teach me honour, respect, compassion, wisdom, truthseeking, truthtelling and all other positive aspects of life and living. So profound was this unearthly encounter that I am who I am today thanks to this contact in my pubescent days of this temporary life. I feel no desire to forgive this being for there is nothing to forgive. I have only thanks, compassion, respect, honour, truth and love to express to this person for their eternal reminder of who I really am and what my mission is.

Repeating lessons:

Still, a year later, mother and I became no more by my choice. My patience in taking punches from her and the attempted control of this great rebel were not working out, so I left her a second time, forgiving her once again for being so consitant and unchanged.

Friends:

Friends taught me to trust no one. My best friend of 12 years (6-18) was hiding drugs in the walls of my home, and I caught him retreiving them one day. When asked why he was doing this to me, he had nothing to offer me other than I was "convenient" to him. I was not offered "in" to his dealings - not that I would have accepted, I was not shown any emotion for my possible jail time, nor was I shown anything positive in any way other than mild humour at his deeds right before my eyes. It wouldn't be the first time I'd abandon this friend. Just a few months ago I rediscovered this old friend who used to call me "brother" - he's living in a slum, broken and twisted from drinking and driving... they replaced his hip, created 4 new disks for his spine, screwed several ribs back together, and so on, all at tax payers expense. He has three children, hates Chinese people for some unknown reason that not even he can explain, and still does drugs. His baby was crying - she less than a year old. I asked why not feed her? He said they had no food or money and indeed their cupboards were bare. They are a proud native couple, him and his girl. I saw no signs of drug use, so I offered them $20 of my last dollars to see their baby fed. They promiced me that within three days I'd have it back, gauranteed as a "brother". I figured at worst their next welfare pay day. I remained in their home handing them my bus ticked which still had one hour of time left on it and encouraged them to use it at once... hours passed before any encouragement got them out of their "home". I decided it'd be too much to follow this old friend to the store for baby food. I came back 3 days later... only one thing had changed... his attitude towards me. For the next month, each time I came by, he played this sad face about having no money to pay me back as promiced. I was made to feel guilty, manipulated and rejected. That was 141 days ago from today - Not one favor has ever been returned nor one penny or kind word offered. Their silence is deafening. Not even a second chance at life (albeit somewhat broken) has changed this man in any way. I have not been back for many days now, nor do I ever wish to. Again I find myself forgiving them both and I abandon them, thanking the universe for the lesson and very clear message.

Cherish the rarity of true friendship:

Yes, I have had many positive Human encounters as well, and yes, many of these same people have also been the ones to teach me valuable life lessons about trust, betrayal, abuse (etc)... That is why sometimes I have gone back for more punishment. I have learned to respect myself at least as much as I respect those within whom I place my trust so this pattern doesn't repeat itself too often. A very select few have lasted long without hurting or failing me in some way or another. I am told this is Human nature, and nothing more than that... and to not read too much meaning into it. I find this truth very disheartening - but at least the truth is now known to me. It took direct life experience after being fully trained as a vigilant truthseeker to learn as swiftly as I have. The few whom I call friend (and perhaps those they trust deeply) have been a constant reminder and affirmation that I am always on the correct path of truthseeking and open sharing of what I have learned, and I thank-you all from the center of all that I am or might possibly be one day. It is because of you that I have been able to see that what was shown to me from within can also exist outside of myself, and this is most comforting at times.

The money/power establishment:

Years of working as a mere pizza chef at assorted establishments I soon learned that I was quite obviously trapped by the system that was created before my birth by others, and escape, other than death or some kind of "departure", was impossible. I had to make the best of this life while I was temporarily here, mostly for my own sanity. Music was my born gift and choice. I was granted a student loan and graduated at the top of my class - number one, the best of 1992 - a professional recording engineer. Before I even graduated I was picked up by a world famous recording studio where a world famous female vocalist was then only working on her second album. The owner and I had many discussions as to why I should be getting fair wages and no longer be working for free for him after months of long and very high quality service. I was getting calls from the collections devision of the bank I was to be chained to for the rest of my life, and this task was supposed to improve my life, not make it worse. Several meetings later, the "boss" chose to have the government pay half my wages while he paid the other THREE dollars per hour to keep me handy... useful... I soon discovered exactly how useful pawns can be. Since I was making (technically) less than welfare (below the poverty line) collections backed off momentarily. This battle was out of my control between the boss and the bankers - all I could do was watch now. One day the boss decided that I was the chosen one - the one to take 10,000 illegally pressed music CDs that he failed to sell at 100% profil to himself since the actual artist lived in another country and dispose of them in a far off dumpsite. My sense of honour, truth and respect for the land kicked in. A great battle was faught within me. I chose honour over all. I suggested we recycle them. The boss said "we could get caught as the disks still have labels on them". Those were our only negotiating words we'd ever spoken, and they'dalso be our last. I reminded him of this televised news clip about honouring the Earth and how their company is "one big happy family". The truth did not sit too well with the boss. He told me, "You'll never work in this industry in this town again - I hold your references." That was 1993. It's not 2005, and he was correct. Even the global bankers gave up on me by the year 1998 when I attempted to declare bankruptcy, even thought inside their machines they continue to add interest to their entrapment of my physical body upon this planet, inside the reality called "Human life". My best attempts at holding true honour in all my actions had failed me completely. My idea of creating distraction for myself in a noble career where my skills are top notch had collapsed - not by my own hand, but by the collective unconscious of others around me. My peers... are sheep... herded and made fearful by darker, larger sheep who have bigger letters and numbers after their names. I have had no choice but to forgive them all, for if I didn't my chest might have imploded from the truth of their actions alone. The more honourable I grew, the more clearly I saw just how dark the Earth and her people's truly are. They have even killed their own God by driving nails through his hands and feet, leaving him in the baking sun to die a slow painful death... and His words are, "Forgive them for they know not what they do." - Oh yes, I forgive thee, oh wollen one... and I abandon you as I rise above.

Those who have never lied (pt.2):

Between all this surface garbage I have many "unexplained encounters" which do more to stabilize than confuse. This is my anchor, for they are my people. No matter their form, I follow my heart and seek only the truth about the nature of reality and my place in this deep universe of wonder. These supposed "strangers" have done less harm to me than any Human - quite the opposite in fact - they have been my teachers, my guides and my family - I feel respected, loved and at times even cherished and admired for my bravery to even be here. When in danger, they have been known to appear before others, standing beside me, fending off fearful attacks against my mission of peace and understanding "why it is this way down here". I am told repeatedly, "The only way to know, is to BE." (and here I am)

Illuminati:

No matter where I go, no matter the name it has or the members it claims to hold, all is a corrupt lie of delusions feeding upon the suffering of another. Money is just this evil incarnate. Money run by ancient bloodlines who incestuously interbreed to thrust their evil daggers into the hearts of their livestock... their pets that they know not how to Master or manage in any other way than through darkness, cunning and deceit. Every other person and institution falls under these beings in one way or another. It is THEY who are the LAST to be forgiven and abandoned. It is THEY who have done the world wrong, corrupting her, polluting her, poisoning her on every level... It is THEY who are held accountable for everything that I have had to endure at the hands of their pets - Humanity. THEY are the last in this chain of truth that require the final cleansing - This cleansing is internal and it's colour is Indigo.

Defragmenting the court room program:

If you can name the institution, I can show you it's true face - what it holds in secret. If you can name a beautiful surface, I can show you it's foundation - it's horrible underbelly that runs the gears within. Whether person, place or thing... I have experienced it's secret inner workings. The gift that was reawoken inside me in my youth by one not of this Earth has kept me pure and free from the evil of others. It was a great philosopher who once said you cannot change any system from within its walls, only from without. What exactly resides without the control of the Illuminati, I ask you, dear pets? Who lives outside of this control?

Those who have never lied - pt.3:

Perhaps there is truly only one being, one person who has never lied to me or felt the need to do so, no matter how dark the truth truly is... It is She who has no name to speak... She who entered my life to show me what I am to face within my lifetime, en every detail, years before these events would unfold. It is She alone whom I place my faith for She spoke as a Goddess following the truth of God's will to speak only truth by the unfolding prophecies which have befallen me directly. You may ask, "How do you know all this?" My reply has always been the same to all of you, "It just is." In saying these words to you, you have questioned my authority (understandable), you have grown paranoid (understandable), you have run from me screaming blasphemies at me (understandable), you have threattened my life (undertstandable), you have manipulated me with disinformation (understandable), you have corrected me with your imposed reality over top of my own direct experiences (understandable), you have done so very much other than just listen to me and trust in your direct connection to your own gods and godesses to truly hear what I have never stopped saying since my youthful energy has slowly started to fade.

Indigo is not just a colour:

I have seen the birthing of a new and most magickal generation of Indigo children who remind me more and more of the one who came to me in my own youth as a being from outside this world. Fully aware, psychic beyond any others before them, able to move objects with their minds, highly intellegent and more wise than any mystics or seers born previously. It is they who have my faith as Humans to see some of us, those whom they chose to stand by their side, through the gateway between worlds as they hold our hands and smile up to us, forgiving us. My faith does not lie anywhere else other than this new, sudden change change from outside the illusion of lies that currently run the minds of all Humanity (except for the few rebels, such as myself, who have seen the truth).

Illusion:

What is my final message, you ask? This world is over, it has ended, it is no more but an illusion mid collapse or explosion - a sinking ship struck by an iceburg with it's passengers playing and listening to music on deck while the elite escape and plan their next rebirth into world #5. This is not the first death, nor will it be the last, but this world has died - it has failed again. Once again, in this cosmic court room where all eyes watch from somewhere unknown to us, our request for independent freedom has become wrought with peril, tretchery and corruption from the few who control the many. What the Illuminati perhaps are yet to realize is that they too are a part of this court room, this play, this drama being played out, this interactive internet virtual reality video game.

The great purification:

In every court, when a day's trial ends, even temporarily, the majorty leave the session and go home. Those who remain tidy up a bit and guard the temple for tomorrow's activities. How many more appeals to those outside of this world must we FAIL completely at before we are no longer even accepted into this courtroom at all? Session number #4 ends now. I have seen the beginnings of session #5 already - and most of us are not there. We have new neighbours who live amongst us as companions. One of them is very familiar to me. It is Her, the one with the name my tongue cannot pronounce, and I am holding her, crying joyfully. It took some time, but She managed to heal my deep wounds from bleeding me to death spiritually. She has also forgiven me for not being perfect at keeping this corruption from myself for I fought for so long, with such determination to maintain my honour against such global polar adversity to maintain our original mission of truth and assistance for our neighbours, our other extended family.

Whom am I going to have to forgive today?:

My emotions are shredded, my trust a rare gift from me to you, but I live on... and I have had to ask myself every day of my life: Whom am I going to have to forgive today? - Because every day I must forgive someone, because they are Human - and it's Human nature to be all this and much more. I cannot "afford" to live far enough away from others, nor are my few trusted friends, my Earthly loves, help me either to regain and maintain what I had within me before my birth. It's all I can do to stay sane while being here for a while... And my choices and methods for doing so are considered "questionable" by my those I have no choice but to remain living with against my will. I do my best to forgive you and then walk away from you, allowing others to decide your collective fate, but it's not easy. I do not want the responsibillity or the karma for making such a descision - this world has tainted my former abillity to focus clearly with ease - perhaps, since my goddess sees through my own eyes, and thus my people know my reality all too well, this is why they to have taken so long to arrive here and take that final step to hit the reset button. I will only ask whom I may take with me and accept the wisdom of my prescious one. Only 2 final prophecies are to play out now - you know in your hearts already exactly how this court session ends its day in the cosmos - you've done this before already. The ancient ones return as the slate is swept clean - the holding pen prepared anew for the elder gods and their Human playmates as they work out their supposed "differences".

Just because I love you and have forgiven you, doesn't mean I trust you or would save you from yourselves. I accept no responsibillity for your actions whether upon myself or others.

I remain true and unique - my faith has never been of this Earth or it's people - that will never change.

"I am sadly disapointed in Humanity's lack of spirituality and compassion." (The last words projected towards a Human during it's death by an extraterrestrial recently shot down in Brazil who was also forced to watch it's own mate be killed, hunted down in the woods on foot by a frightened and confused Humanity)

The mission will soon be healed.

I forgive you, again.

Is your sense of identity based upon your true will, your conscious choices in living YOUR life, or upon what society has programmed you to be through the default of mass homogenous social acceptance? Is your choice to be free, to be "yourself" as an individual, a retaliation to this absurd society, a reaction based upon anger towards others for your being what they call "a social outcast", or are you truly being who you really are deep inside yourself no matter what others think of you? Have you spent time alone with yourself in deep meditation to ask yourself these questions? Have you heard the answers that your heart quietly sang in response to being considered in your self-activation, a song often suppressed by the roaring of your own mind's worries and fears implanted by this homogenous, bland, depressed society? Have you done all this before asking me your questions so that you would understand my answers? If you have done all this, then perhaps you will understand who i am, because you already fully understand who you are. Perhaps we are different in personal choices, yet the same in truth and honour.

Take this any way you will, as i know is the case...

I've fought long and hard since the mid 1980's for the rights of ET incarnate souls who have been so poorly mistreated and misunderstood by most in society, long before the age of the "internet". I have always been part of the "first wave" in global ET contact, to carve the way for the indigo race which is now being born and has been for the last 20 years or so. I have specifically focused on the needs of the most misunderstood species of ET incarnate soul I know of from my own personal perspective - the souls of a very specific race of Reptilians that have lived on this planet since the dawn of creation itself. They reside in another dimension of reality that is even beyond my current understanding of hyperdimentional space-time physics, however, some also reside in this very physical plane below the surface of the Earth in deep cavernous cities that traverse this entire planet, which were created long before their own existence which goes back millions of years.

These PEACEFUL, loving, playful, deeply spiritual, powerfully bold and brutally honest entities are often grouped up into the same class of "Draco" entities that everyone else tends to focus on, which is like saying that ALL Germans are NAZIs, which is the most GROSS lie of all! My people are scientists who care about the welfare of others, not just their own people, but those of us who have traveled here without our bodies and chose to continue to help OTHERS from within the Human sphere of existence who have BEGGED for our assistance, only to have received little other than abuse and slander at the hands of the majority of the population of Human souls who are still not understanding the most BASIC premise of all time about ET contact. Many of us have incarnated into Human form - but this has never been good enough for most "internet paranormal researchers" who have black-listed all of us ET spirits into one category, squashing all debate that there are MORE THAN ONE RACE of Reptoids living amongst the Human population presently.

This single fact will be the down fall of mankind as I see it - it is so foolhardy to be under the cosmic microscope and make such dark blanket statements against whose who might be your greatest allie in a crisis. It is like a child who repeatedly begs for assistance then screams that the person who's trying to help them is ugly and reminds them of another person altogether whom they hate. During wartime this is a very poor move to make when one has no one else to help them survive themselves. Years of claims of open ET contact continue to this day and yet nowhere do we see this supposed mass landing. We're on our own here, or rather, you are... no one else seems to be helping you in as direct a fashion as we are and have been all along. Our patience has grown thin as we are just too sensitive to your negativity and are pulling back from the public arena.

There is a little piece of Reptilian DNA in every Human vessel on this planet and yet so many still cannot get along on this simple premise that NOT ALL REPTOIDS ARE EVIL CHILD EATING DEMONS! If anything, saying that means that one would have to ADMIT that they, too, are no different than those they have slandered for we are all RELATED genetically.

This level of abuse of my good name and the name of my people has continued as long as I have been speaking publicly about my existence. Since 1986 I have been open with all my friends and since 1987 I have been speaking publicly about my life, past, present and future. I have met many other Reptoid souls over the last half of my life and most of them do NOT wish for you to know who they are as they have witnessed how I am treated by Humans in general for being MYSELF. Only half of those who have contacted me over the years have ever granted me permission to share their story with you. They too have been as poorly treated as I have been for the sake of the greater good of ALL races on (or in) the Earth.

For us, the only way to KNOW what's going on here as for the great changes that we are all witnessing now, is to live here along side you and experience this dimension as you do - even if it means years of personal and collective sacrifice to do so - even if it means to risk life and death to do so. We are the unwanted ones, it would seem, for we are either completely unknown to you by our choice, or yours, or we are your personal scape-goat for your own shortcomings.

Most of my life I have been ashamed to be here due to what I have learned first hand - but I have faced the truth head on and boldly continued to seek even greater truths about myself, this world and our place in it. I have a wonderfully patient Reptilian spirit guide who's always been there for me, for the most part, for She is my mate from that dimension and life. I have decided to move away from your "internet" spotlight for a break from the negativity. My life must move on, even if yours doesn't. I have a prophesized future that must unfold however it has been destined to do so. I can only hope that what was shown to me back in the early 80's by my contact is indeed what is to take place, for it is the most wondrous thing imaginable for those who "get it" and "make it real". This part is not up to me - it is up to the indigo children who have just arrived. My job is complete, the service of my heart has come to pass. Now I work on other related matters.

I will keep parts of my website intact for now, but some of it shall be taken down leaving only the basic message that still needs to be passed along with or without my direct input. You are on your own now - I wish my friends well - I also wish my critics to "learn their lessons well".

Sending me private e-mail MAY get you a response, but don't count on it. It all really depends on my mood at the time and the vibration of your words. My people will know how to address me in the written and spoken word, and I will know you then and there.

I will leave parts of my web list up as well perhaps, I have yet to decide. There may be an archive of random Material for you to cruise through if you are interested to do so. The website will direct you there if it is so.

Think what you want of my decision to be free - opinions matter not for I shall always continue in another form, with, or without your awareness intact. This is the way of my people - we work best in silence, when we are sitting right next to you and you only see your old friend looking back at you, and no more than that, as it should be. The time for open contact with our kind is not today, and probably will not be tomorrow either, as much as I wish that were not true. Until contact day arrives, your speculation will continue, along with your love and your fear of who we may or may not be. Perhaps we are just too different after all to ever live any other way.

~~~~]xxx[:>~

Appono Astos: "We are against cunning and deceit"


"Man is born of sadness, for he is of the Blood of the Ancient Ones, but has the Spirit of the Elder gods (Annunaki) breathed into him. And his heart goes to the Ancient Ones, but his mind is turned towards the Elder gods (Annunaki), and this is the war which shall be always fought, unto the last generation of man; for the world is unnatural."
- Sumerian text.

"I saw 'Watchers' in my vision... Two beings were fighting over me, saying... and holding a great contest over me. I asked them, `Who are you, that you are thus empowered over me?' They answered me, `We have been empowered and rule over all mankind.' They said to me, `Which of us do you choose to rule you?' I raised my eyes and looked. One of them was terrifying in his appearance, like a serpent, his cloak many- coloured yet very dark... And I looked again, and... in his appearance, his visage like a viper..."
- A segment of the Dead Sea Scrolls - from the Testament of Amram.

"Knowledge is strength, ignorance does not grant you any immunity."
- Purple Crow

The only certainty is uncertainty, the only constant is change.
- God-dess.