The Saint speaks of our first global New Age movement in the early Common Era (1st-4th c. CE) and of spiritual groups meeting inside the emperor's palace in Rome. In visions I see St. Peter as a man with flowing, curly golden hair around his collar. He likes to wrestle and he invited me to watch him wrestle. I saw it from a distance, via remote viewing, when dreaming. Later, he offered me a rope to hold onto and he told me I could go with him. I thought perhaps I would wait until another time to hold onto his rope and travel with him. Lately, he appears to me as a solemn man with much to convey. I look forward to my next meeting with St. Peter the Divine.


Simon Peter be my name. I speak to you thus, so that you understand me and why I am speaking. I am come to you today to tell you a story of the Emperor Tiberius. Not that I knew him during his day, for I did not, but that I know him now. And this I say. The Emperor Tiberius was a cruel man, unjust and hasty in judgment. He deemed himself worthy of God and so he spoke like a god. He was a god, from his point of view, and from mine as well, for he held sway in a land in which godlessness ruled supreme. He was the god of all godlessness. Tiberius was the god of it all. But this much is true about the place in which he ruled - it was a godless place with little else to recommend it, except for this.

Among the members of the royal court were a few good people who spoke well of each other and loved well. But they were forbidden to express it thus, so instead they formed little spiritual groups. In these groups they could tell each other their own deepest hopes and beliefs. They could recluse themselves from Tiberius and his unholy court. They could comply with their guides and behold them in dreams.

And this is what I say to you today, my beloved, that I have come to you in a dream to bring you this notice, that I will appear again to you on November 19th, 10 days from the day we marked in the calendar, the 9th. Now, look for me there for I will appear to you again and bring to you my friends once more, those loving beings who spoke so well of me as I appeared to them when they were murdered by the Emperor Tiberius for being who they are, for being members of spiritual groups in Rome, and for saying what they said of me and my host, King of Kings, Savior of Mankind, Jesus Christ. These are my friends you saw with me in your dream.

Inner Voice of Simon Peter
St. Peter the Divine
Saint of Forgiveness


TiberiusWe are the Roman Guard of the great and mighty Emperor Tiberius of the Hudsoth Reign. We call it this because of Tiberiuses way of doing things. He was a madman. He would regain all the terror of those around him, in whom he had instilled it, by threatening to take them over at night as they slept. He would quietly steal down the hallways of the palace and knock on doors surreptitiously, not knowing upon whose doors he knocked, but that we told him some names. And though he cared not a part of one one-hundredth whether he spared them or no, still he so loved to frighten them. And so he did.

Now, one night the fine old emperor went stealing down the hallways on his search for men and women to inspire to terror, when he came upon a Praetorian Guard hunched down beside a bed in the path of the hallway. The emperor asked the man, "What goes there? Do you not call out, 'Hoy! Who goes there?' Do your duty, guardsman. Call out, 'Hoy! Who goes there?'"

Now, the man was much confused by this reality of his only true emperor demanding of him that he make demands of him. So he spoke nobly but bravely, under the circumstances, and replied, "Sire, I give you not post for I know you well. You are my emperor. You need not identify yourself thus to me."

The emperor exclaimed, "Guardsman, do you instruct me how to behave towards you? Are you not my guard and do you not value your head where it sits upon your neck?" The guardsman quailed and replied, "Sire, I do. But I do not require you to tell me who you are. I know who you are."

The emperor exclaimed to the man beside him holding his sword poised for battle. "Guardsman, chop off this man's head, NOW." The guardsman raised his sword and complied with his emperor's command. He chopped off his fellow's head and watched as it rolled thusly upon the floor, up and down, back and forth. Then, he spoke softly to his emperor, saying, "Sire, I have done as thou commanded me. Now, let me ask of you this. Take this sword from my hand and chop off my head with it."

The emperor complied with the wishes of the guardsman and chopped off his head. Then, he spared himself nothing and went looking for another's head to let fly. But this time he was lost in the vast reaches of the hallways of the palace and could find no one to assist him on his way out. In the dark he rummaged around from point to point, from room to room, carrying his bloody sword and swearing by all that was holy he would find another man's head to let roll. But then, dawn broke and he could see his way clear out of that palace and into the courtyard, where another guard spoke softly to him, saying, "Sire, I heard you calling but I knew not where to look. I see you have found your way out of doors. That is good. Now, how may I assist you?"

The emperor looked squarely at the man and said, "Your head would roll, too, had you not escaped my venom last night. You know it's true." The guardsman said, "Sire, I agree with you. In all cases, I agree with you." And thus the Emperor Tiberius became known to us as the madman who cuts off the heads of his own protectors. We formed a group and became as one against him but did not slay him, as has been suspected. We could have done many times, but we did not.

Your guards and protectors,
Bar Mitzvah Praetorius, the Roman Guards to the Emperors

Letters to Tiberius Caesar Regarding Jesus of Nazareth

A young man appeared in Galilee preaching with humble unction, a new law in the Name of the God that had sent Him. At first I was apprehensive that His design was to stir up the people against the Romans, but my fears were soon dispelled. Jesus of Nazareth spoke rather as a friend of the Romans than of the Jews. One day I observed in the midst of a group of people a young man who was leaning against a tree, calmly addressing the multitude. I was told it was Jesus. This I could easily have suspected so great was the difference between Him and those who were listening to Him. His golden colored hair and beard gave to his appearance a celestial aspect. He appeared to be about 30 years of age. Never have I seen a sweeter or more serene countenance. What a contrast between Him and His bearers with their black beards and tawny complexions! Unwilling to interrupt Him by my presence, I continued my walk but signified to my secretary to join the group and listen. Later, my secretary reported that never had he seen in the works of all the philosophers anything that compared to the teachings of Jesus. He told me that Jesus was neither seditious nor rebellious, so we extended to Him our protection. He was at liberty to act, to speak, to assemble and to address the people. This unlimited freedom provoked the Jews -- not the poor but the rich and powerful.

Later, I wrote to Jesus requesting an interview with Him at the Praetorium. He came. When the Nazarene made His appearance I was having my morning walk and as I faced Him my feet seemed fastened with an iron hand to the marble pavement and I trembled in every limb as a guilty culprit, though he was calm. For some time I stood admiring this extraordinary Man. There was nothing in Him that was repelling, nor in His character, yet I felt awed in His presence. I told Him that there was a magnetic simplicity about Him and His personality that elevated Him far above the philosophers and teachers of His day.

Now, Noble Sovereign, these are the facts concerning Jesus of Nazareth and I have taken the time to write you in detail concerning these matters. I say that such a man who could convert water into wine, change death into life, disease into health; calm the stormy seas, is not guilty of any criminal offense and as others have said, we must agree -- truly this is the Son of God!

Your most obedient servant,
Pontius Pilate

The following description of Jesus Christ was written by Publius Lentrelus, a resident of Judea in the reign of Tiberius Caesar. It first appeared in the writings of Saint Anselm of Canterbury, 11th century:

There lives at this time in Judea a man of singular virtue whose name is Jesus Christ, whom the barbarians esteem as a prophet, but his followers love and adore him as the offspring of the immortal God.

He calls back the dead from the graves and heals all sorts of diseases with a word or touch. He is a tall man, well-shaped, and of an amiable and reverend aspect; his hair of a color that can hardly be matched, falling into graceful curls, waving about and very agreeable crouching upon his shoulders, parted on the crown of the head, running as a stream to the front after fashion of the Nazarites. His forehead high, large and imposing; his cheeks without spot or wrinkle, beautiful with a lovely red; his nose and mouth formed with exquisite symmetry; his beard, and of a color suitable to his hair, reaching below his chin and parted in the middle like a fork; his eyes bright blue, clear and serene. Look innocent, dignified, manly and mature. In proportion of body most perfect, and captivating; his arms and hands delectable to behold.

He rebukes with majesty, councils with mildness, His whole address whether in word or deed, being eloquent and grave. No man has seen him laugh, yet his manners are exceedingly pleasant, but he has wept frequently in the presence of men. He is temporate, modest and wise. A man for his extraordinary beauty and perfection, surpassing the children of men in every sense.


Jesus and the Little Bug

Once upon a time a man lived near here but far away at the same time. He opened his eyes one day to discover the width, depth, and breadth of his situation. What did he do? Did he cry out, "Help me, help me, for I am lost to this world but found in the other!"? No, indeed, he did not. Instead, he simply got up, washed his face and body, rested his mind against the pillar of his beingness and went out into the world.

One day, as he went through this morning ritual, he noticed a bug had landed on his shirt. He flicked off the little creature and heard it say his name just as it passed by his hand. "Jesus!" it called out to him, "Save me for I am but a little bug and dreadfully require your assistance!"

"Little bug," said I, "Wherein do you require me to stand in your life? At the moment that I found you or at the moment that I flicked you off of me?"

"Neither," responded the little bug. "I require nothing of you except that you respect me for who I am and for my likes and dislikes."

"Oh, well," said I, "forget it. For I require of you much more than that. I require that you enjoy my flicking when I feel the flick come over me."

"Fine," said the little bug, "but I require of you this one final thing. I require that you enjoy my biting as you enjoy your flicking. Those are the rules of my game, as given me by my God."

"Well, all right," said I, for I knew one thing about this little fellow. He had read the book of life and now was quoting me verse by verse.

Master of Compassion Jesus
Inner Voice of Claire

We Will be Lost Together or Found Together

A young man decides to go live in the woods. He tells his friends, "Bye, I'm gone. I'm going to go live in the woods."

His friends say, "But wait a minute. Why in the world would you ever do that? The woods are creepy and scairy, and many boogermen (!) might be in there. Where is the sense in living in the woods when you could live in society, where everything is ordered and pure?"

The young man replies, "Everything is not ordered and pure. There is no order that I can see and neither is there purity. Where is the order and purity, tell me?"

The friends reply, "Well, just everywhere. Look all around you. Don't you see the order and purity of it all?"

"No," replied the young man, "I do not see it at all. What I see is purposeful chaos and orderly destruction. But, when I am in the woods, all I can see is divine order and beauty of natural life. And this is why I choose to live alone in the woods."

So off he goes to live in the woods. While he is in there, he chances to meet a lovely woman whom he recognizes as his other self, his twin flame. He calls out to her, "Hello! You are me in disguise as a woman. I am in you in disguise as a man. Together, we are one!"

She calls back to him, "Hey, leave me alone. I'm lost in the woods and I don't need any crazy people talking to me."

The young man replies, "I am not crazy. I am just simply noting that we appear to be one and the same person, only divided into two sexes. But since you do not understand that, I will just help you find your way out of the woods."

She replied, "Thanks just the same, but if you come one step nearer to me, I'll scream." With that, the young man wandered off alone into the woods, sad and heart broken and determined to find his twin flame. But since he knew he had to approach her very carefully, he wondered how, when he found her, he would respectully approach her. He pondered and walked and walked and pondered. Soon, he came upon the same lost lady and called out to her, "I am not crazy but I am lost. Can you help me, this time?"

She replied, "Well, since we are both in the same mess, I guess we can guide each other back into civilization."

The young man responded, "In that case, go on your way because I am not going back into that chaos. No, never again."

"Come along," she said. "We can make it together and either we will be lost together or found together, however it happens to turn out." And so off they went, hand in hand, through the brambles and the bushes until they found the city once more, where she went her way and he went back into the woods. Later on, they met one more time, but this time they were not so attracted to each other, so it seems it all turned out okay.

Now, I ask you, what is the meaning of this parable?

The Father Sananda
The Brother Jesus
The Hindu Ganesha
Inner Voice of Claire

How I met the Magdelena

"The Apostle Mark said to me one day, 'Master, tell me of your sex life.' I responded to Mark, 'How is it that you ask me such a question? What do you have in mind to be asking me that?' Mark replied, "I am curious to know as to how the Master responds to women, when one knows that all women are inferior to men.' I said to Mark, 'How came you to this conclusion, that the beauty of the world is less than the intellect?' Mark replied, 'Sir, I meant no disrespect toward the beauty.' And I answered him as politely as I could, 'Then perhaps you meant some disrepect toward me, for you have measured your knowledge fully and come up fully half-empty.'

There was a man nearby who heard the discourse and replied to me in kind, 'Sir, I give you great thanks for taking up the challenge of protecting the beauty of the world and for acknowledging it's worth, but I give you sincerest doubts that you understand its relationship to knowledge, for I know of someone so beautiful and so brilliant that I tell you, there is no difference in beauty and knowledge at all. And I wish to introduce you to her. Will you accept this introduction from me to the most beautiful and brilliant woman I know?' I, taken aback, responded humbly, 'Yes, I will.' And that is how I met the Magdelena.'

Love to you all, my brothers and sisters,
Jesus Sananda, the Christ
Inner Voice of Claire

Heaven and Hell

Once upon a time on the planet, a man said, "Let there be Heaven, and then he said, "Allow it to be bright and lively." Everyone agreed with this proclamation and all clapped their hands in joy, peace and love.

Then suddenly, a sourpuss appeared and said, "No! I declare there to be no heaven and no hell. Now, what do you think of that?"

The people all responded, "Hey, ok! That sounds good. We like that even better than before!" Then, they all dispersed and went to their separate homes, where they tried to live in joy, peace and love, but could not.

They came back out, all of them, and met one more time, this time to say they had decided there should be a heaven but no hell. The sourpuss proclaimed, "No! There cannot be one or the another, but instead there must be both or none!"

Everyone acknowledged the truth of this and went back home. Then, they found they could not enjoy life at all this way, with neither heaven nor hell. But, with both heaven and hell they felt they had a chance at peace, love and joy.

Now, I ask you, what is the meaning of this parable?

Jesus Sananda
Inner Voice of Claire

Do you know yourself?

A lady looked into a glass of water and when she did, someone looked back at her. What was looking back at her, a reflection of herself or something quite separate? By your answer will you know yourself.

Jesus Sananda
Inner Voice of Claire

Do you know yourself?

Once upon a time, a nice woman decided to make herself a bed upon which to lie, knowing all the while that if she did so, another person would appear to lie upon the bed with her. If she made her bed of feathers, along would come a soft person to share with her. But if she made her bed of straws and sticks and thorns, along would come a person roughened by the world to lie upon the bed with her, and a rough person she did not wish to attract. So, she decided on the feathers - peacock feathers - for she was wise as well as handy. And she knew, too, that she and only she was responsible for that which she attracted, and thus for the reality which she experienced.

Goddess Sarasvati
Inner Voice of Claire

Time Travel

Greetings from the Ahau of the Time Lords. Pakal Votan here. Speaking of Mayan Galactic Cosmology, allow me to verify something here, now. The Mayas never were a people who were interested in migrating to anywhere. So much is said about this, but also about other things, as well. And I will address those other things at a later date. Now, back to the migrating Mayans :-) Migration laws at that time forbade the kind of travel that one would expect to be necessary were a people trying to visit, say, Egypt, or Phoenicia or Babylon. The migration laws of the Mayas worked like this.

Time lords may travel throughout time but not in a vertical way, neither in a horizontal fasion. No, they must go within. Those were the rules and perhaps still are. I will have to check on this.

Phoenicians, for example, were allowed to travel horizontally across the seas. Mayans were not. Just a simple rule and regulation that we had at that time. No sea travel! None! So we were not responsible for many of the civilizations people claim we travelled to. I hope this clears this up for you.

Peace to you,
Pakal, Ahau
Inner Voice of Claire


Once upon a time in the world, a man set out upon a journey. He built himself a boat and some paddles, and he got into his craft. Hoisting his mast, he sailed away from the shore and waved good-bye with his hat. He saw no one was watching, but what did it matter? He was off on his journey, happy and free. Right away, he had to pay a toll to the lake keeper to sail on the lake. While paying the toll, the sailor asked the lake keeper, "Why do you need toll money?" The lake keeper replied, "My wife needs new shoes and my son needs repair to his teeth."

"Well, indeed," said the sailor. "I, too, have had such troubles, but now I am sovereign and free. I don't need any assistance at all in order to get things done. I'm totally free."

"Good-bye, then," replied the lake keeper. "I'm happy to hear it, so off with you." He pocketed the toll money and measured his spyglass to watch for more free men such as this to come along and pay his toll.

Next, the sailor encountered a mean man chopping the grasses from the edge of the lake. The man was without virtue, was snarling, and was peering from under bushy eyesbrows at the approaching sailor. "Ahoy there, matey!" the sailor cried out. "I ask of you a favor. Will you help me dock my boat?"

The mean man said, "Deny yourself the pleasure, sir. I grant no favors, I give no gifts I am but too pleased to give myself a tasking, and so I shall deliver you one, as well. Speak to me no more and sail on your way, sir." Much befoggled by this, the sailor sailed on, focusing his eyes into the sun-streaked mist. He said to himself, "I wonder what would make a man so mean. But, what are we to know of these things? Let us just sail on."

The next thing to occur was miraculous. The sailor sailed into a tunnel in the mist. At the end of the tunnel was a bright light. He looked into the light and saw for himself that thing he had been sailing for - his life and how to live it. Enlightened by the experience, he turned his boat around and proceeded back in the direction he had come, only this time to see it differently.

He sailed back to the mean man cutting the grass along the lake and asked him, "Can I help you cut grass?" The man was surprised, and his beingness shifted. He was no longer snarling but he still peered from under his bushy eyebrows. He was still himself, nevertheless. He helped the sailor dock his boat. The sailor returned to the lake keeper and asked him, "Can I help you collect tolls?" The lake keeper replied, "Yes, help me and I will pay you some of them."

"No problem," said the sailor. "But, you keep the tolls. Your wife and son need use of the money, and I am sovereign and free to do as I please. I have no need of tolls. I know of a lady who needs toll money to help pay her tolls. You can send her some, if you want to." The lake keeper sent the lady some tolls.

Then, the sailor returned to the side of the lake he had sailed from. He looked all around the place and thought, "This is perfect, this place. And perhaps I can sail out tomorrow and see how the lake keeper and the grass cutter are doing. They might need my help." With that, he lay upon the soft grass and enjoyed the starry night. Later, he dreamed of Divine Oneness and of freedom and of what it might really mean.

The End/Beginning


Once upon a time in a celestial kingdom by the sea in Heaven, a very wealthy king named Lord Gana ruled the world in that part of the Universe. He took for himself all that he saw and desired and loved and he left nothing for anyone else, but that was just fine with the population there, because it was Heaven, and they, too, could have whatever they wanted.

One day Lord Gana saw a man holding a beautiful gem and he said to the man, "Give me that gem. I desire it and so I shall have it. This is my kingdom and you must turn it over to me right away." The man said, "No, I will not. It is mine and I live in Heaven too, so I shall keep my beautiful gemstone and you shall never have it."

This irritated the king so much that he snatched the gem away from the man and said, "It is mine and I shall keep it." Whereupon, he rounded up all his forces of Heaven and he took them to guard him as he rode away, on a cloud in the sky, to his palace in the far reaches of beautiful, earthly planes on high. There is sat and meditated his new gemstone until it would tell him all its secrets and all its truths. But the gem never spoke, no matter how hard the king meditated. It never said one word to him about beauty and love, life and happiness. The king complained bitterly to the gem about its lack of language, but the gem changed not, nor did it speak at all.

Then, the man to whom the gemstone originally belonged appealed to me, Lord Ganesha God, and said, "Oh, please, my God, remove this gemstone from this mean king and let me have it back. I love it so much and it originally did belong to me." I responded, "Yes, you shall have it back but you also must take with it the head of Lord Gana. This is my ruling in this matter. Because the gem refuses to speak to either of you, then each of you must learn to speak to the other. And that one will be Lord Gana, for his vicious envy of your gem. He will speak to you about all his truths, but you must burden yourself with them by burdening yourself with his head. Do you agree to this?" I asked him. "Yes," he replied, for he wanted his property back very badly.

I returned to him his gemstone and cut off the head of Lord Gana and gave it to him on a platter, telling him to carry it with him wherever he went. He agreed, happily, to do so, for he had his beautiful, beloved gemstone back and that was all he really cared about, anyway. Now, the story develops thusly.

The man with the gem carries the head of Lord Gana around with him everywhere he goes until one day, many years later, he grew so weary of it, he appealed to me, saying, "Please, Lord Ganesha, give this head back to its owner and return to him also this gemstone, for it weighs far more than it is worth." I agreed to do so, and when I placed the head of Lord Gana back upon his shoulders and pried the gemstone from the hands of the man who loved it so, Lord Gana refused to hold it, saying, "Sire, I care not for gems anymore but want only to love and worship you from now on, for I have learned my lesson and so shall I speak of you always with love."

"Well, fine," I replied. "This is exactly as I wished to hear you speak, and now you must be elevated to my kingdom as a wise man, so let us leave this realm and advance to another."Wait," Lord Gana replied. "Take my wife Lady Gana with us, for she too wishes only to love and worship you."

"Well, then," I replied, "I will take Lady Gana and give her the name Princess Ganatha Ganesha and place her in my court as a crowned head of Light. I have discovered her through these ordeals, and I will give her a studded crown to wear, for she cares neither for gems nor truths, and she alone remains unblemished by these actions." Therefore, I name you Princess Ganatha Ganesha, Divine Envoy of Myself, Lord Ganesha. My love to you, Dear One."

Your Servant Ganesha


Krion Sisters of Ra #1: Krion Gas
  Krion Sisters of Ra #2: New Metallic Element

  Krion Sisters of Ra #3: Jaal is Amongst Us Now

  Egyptians Discover Sirius B

  Extraterrestrial Interference? The Genetic Disk

Krion Sisters of Ra
In the Constellation Orion

Krion Sisters Report #1: Krion Gas introduced to the Planet

Krion gas has recently been introduced to the planetary environment for purposes of strengthening the pole shift phenomenon to above 0 factor epsilon. This will assist in helping to contain the pole shift phenomenon to levels sustainable by beings on the face of the planet, given they have the right equipment to harness the energy needed to subordinate the pole shift problem. Krion gas helps in this respect as well as the other uses it has, yet to be defined by Krion Sisters of Ra.

End transmission by photon wave data stream Krion Sisters of Ra
Constellation Orion
Deep Within Archon Territories
Channeled by Claire

Krion Sisters of Ra Report #2: New Metallic Element
Introduced onto the Planet

Krion Sisters of Ra reporting new metallic element being introduced to the planet now. Be advised new metal will hold containers of lead without any interference at all by molecular conflicts. New lead-based metallic substance will enable molten lead-based products to be formed by other origins of thought rather than technologically-based concepts.

Be advised, also, new metallic substance will help in the nonindustrialization of NASA-based projects to be fulfilled without technological orientations in the future.

This new metal also will fulfill Sirian projects. Be advised new metallic substance is not harmful at all to the environment nor will it be detected any time soon by portable methods used to detect such substances. Be on the lookout for this metal to appear in your auric environment soon for your personal benefit and use.

End transmission via photon wave data stream

Krion Sisters of Ra
Constellation Orion
Deep within Archon territories
Channeled by Claire

Krion Sisters of Ra Report #3: Jaal is Amongst Us Now

I saw him there at a distance, wearing all black clothes, pants and cloak. Dark he was, with pitch black hair. He stood within the purple light at the door of the stone portal. He enters as a hooded serpent and speaks our names. I heard them say...

Jaal"Jaal is amongst us now. Jaal is a student. He will not come through Baghdad to tell you, as there is no more portal there. He comes as hawk energy, with the eye of a hawk and the body of a serpent. See him there within. He is born amongst you now, delivering to you his vast potential of energy. See him there as he crawls up out of the field of flowers. He raises himself up kundalini. He speaks out your name kundalini. Jaal is amongst us. He has come here to help us. Jaal will lead us in our victorious marches to the sea of beingness. He will help us to become more than ever we can acquire without him. Rise amongst us, Jaal, great one. Rise amongst us, Jaal, lover. Rise amongst us, Jaal!"

Krion Sisters of Ra
Bringing Jaal of the Archons
From Constellation Orion, Deep within Archon Territories
Channeled by Claire

Sirius "B" and "C" Discovered by Early Egyptians

Sirius A, B and CSirius/Phaistos Disk
Sirius Disk

Above drawing taken from the Phaistos Disk (ca. 1600 BCE, Crete) by connecting together the 14 matching Shield symbols. The drawing shows, traditionally, star Sirius in the center of the 7 planets. To the bottom right is the unconnected star, Sirius "B." Top and over to the right is Osiris and Shield, representing "Osiris system" or Sirius system, and perhaps representing Sirius "C." The third image is the second image overlaid onto the first image, matching the shields on the second image to the red circles on the first image, then inverting the colors to show the light keys as they spiral from the star Sirius.

The Genetic Disk

Genetic Disk Side AGenetic Disk Side B

The Genetic Disk is an enigmatical two-sided metal (type unknown) disk with a hole in the center like a CD ROM. The disk, very old and of undetermined age, was unearthed in Peru by a farmer plowing a field. (Not sure when, about 1980. This is an Eric von Daniken find while he was in Peru.) The Genetic Disk records the evolutionary stages in the creation of a complete human being from an amphibian-being or a fish-being.

On the disk can be seen spermatozoa, egg cells, fetuses, fertilized eggs, embryos, developing embryos, various types of genetic material, a fish-being, a bird-being, amphibians, sexual organs, and a pregnant female, all arranged in a certain order, apparently for reference purposes. Using the Genetic Disk as guide, looks like some ET's sampled some of the genetic material of the life forms on Earth and then, using some of their own genetic material, they practiced genetic engineering.

The Genetic Disk records for all posterity a time in our planetary life when ET's came onto the planet and did some genetic engineering. Question is, was the genetic engineering holy or unholy? Was it divinely inspired or dastardly done? Was it ET intervention or ET interference? You decide.


"Here is the news of the second coming. Our second has come, and Christ is in the Many this time, not just the One because in the Many do we behold the One. This is the first teaching of the World Teacher Maitreya."

"As a diamond do we shine. Simularly, as a race do we shine. In a black night, a man laid down a stone and with his magic wand turned it into a diamond and left it there. When in time it began it's slow revolution, it sparked a light within, sprinkled with magic dust. The light shone from the faces of the diamond in all the colors, pink, yellow, blue, orange. Resonance was found among the shining lights, spinning the diamond even faster, until all the colors became white, and a being emerged from the stone and said, 'I AM.' This is the second teaching of the World Teacher Maitreya."

Peace and Love


Page 1 - The Voice Within | The Goddess Awakens
     Is Life a System? | The Multidimensional Self
     Public Citizen, Private Property
Page 2 - Roman Ascension Groups
     Bar Mitzvah Praetorius | Letters About Jesus
     New Parables | The World and How to Fix It
     Princess Ganatha Ganesha | The Orion Transmissions
     The Genetic Disk | The World's Teacher
Page 3 - Measure Your Head | OK, Do It Your Way
     Flock of Angels | Archangel Belleron | Archangel Metatron
     Merging With Spirit | Martin Luther King
     Archangel Bernadette
Page 4 - Reflections | God's Holy Legions | Merkaba Building
     Archangel Raphael | Archangel Metatron | Solon Centurion

A Spiritual Revelation about the Enlightenment and its Social Repression

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