I received a link to an 18 minute video about the historical perceptions of consciousness from a subscriber and I wanted to share it.
I liked the video as it speaks to cosmic consciousness, however, I disagree with the parts about connections to past lives. The narrator's theory, as I understood it, was we are connecting to other entities lives, and not our past life through the mind-stream or ethereal field. This would indicate to me that we just have this one life that we live.
Tibetan Buddhists are well into reincarnation; revered teachers, lamas and the Dalai Lama are reincarnated. They must pass a test to qualify as the reincarnated person. In stupas and assembly halls the belongings of deceased teachers/lamas are kept. Mostly articles of clothing, but also ritual instruments that they specifically used. These items are laid out in front of the potential candidate along with many other similar items. The candidate must select the right items with no mistakes to be certified as the reincarnation of the deceased lama. When the candidate touches an item that was his from a previous life there is a sense, a feeling, a knowledge of ownership comes with the touch. It is almost electrical, very similar to when you take an inflated balloon and rub it on your arm and then hold it a small distance away while moving it and you can feel the electrical energy.
I have personally experienced this feeling and accompanying knowledge when I was in Tibet. I was examining items that I was going to bring to the west for dissemination through my business. I picked up a torma stick and had this experience outlined in the preceding paragraph. It belonged to Ngawang Geleg Gyeltsen, a Stong Skor lama that lived in the late 1600s and early 1700s. Stong Skor is a designation that the person was schooled at the Stong Skor monastery that taught the esoteric, or what could be construed as magical/secret arts. [More on what is possible in this realm later] I will visit this person's life and activities later, with past lives it is what you can learn from them, especially the mistakes made.
I experienced the knowing again when watching a video about the Illuminati. My partner was most insistent on my watching, she is my door opener to cosmic knowledge. In the video a person named Nicholas Roerich was depicted, unfortunately as a villain. Every time his image was shown I had that feeling/knowledge of being him. Of course this I did not want, I did not want to be the reincarnation of this purported villain. I rejected the knowledge, yet each succeeding time he was portrayed the feeling became stronger, insisting. My current partner and I had been together in previous lives and I knew that were we together in our just previous life.
In my studies of Tibet and the reincarnated teachers I had noticed that there was a two to three year gap between their death and rebirth. Nine months in the womb and a bit of time in the cosmic classroom getting ready for the next life. So I opted to accept Nicholas Roerich as my previous incarnation as long as the gap between his death, his wife's death and my birth and my partner’s's birth was within that 2-3 year window. I figured that the odds of this happening were less than winning the mega lotto with a single ticket, like a billion to one chance. To my surprise, there was 2 years and 19 days between Nicholas's death and my birth and 2 years 6 months between Helena Roerich's death and the birth of my partner. This now total acceptance opened up a flood of useful information. He was not the villain that was depicted in the video. He did craft an international treaty that was signed by presidents around the world concerning artwork and taking that art work out of the country where it was initially made that has proved to be a thorn in my side, turned me into a smuggler by that treaty. This comes under the heading of beware of what you wish for, it may bite you in a later life.
For a bit of a summary, there is a supreme consciousness that exists, a mind-stream, or whatever label you want to attach to it. That consciousness set into motion all that exists and everything is a part of that consciousness. Each individual is a spiritual entity, housed in a container called a body, a part of the cosmic connection. You can call it the big bang theory, it all starts the same and has the same result. That statement in the Bible's book of Genesis "let there be light" was the big bang. We will be getting into the mechanics of this in subsequent newsletters and how to tap into it and influence or change the course of events on both a local or individual or if you aspire, a cosmic level. The linked 18 minute video brushed the surface of how to accomplish this.
In the Christian's New Testament, in the book of Corinthians, there is an explanation that there are two parts to a human, that which is perishable and that which is imperishable. 1 Corinthians 15:51 "Listen, I tell you a mystery: We will not all sleep, but we will all be changed— 52 in a flash, in the twinkling of an eye, at the last trumpet. For the trumpet will sound, the dead will be raised imperishable, and we will be changed. 53 For the perishable must clothe itself with the imperishable, and the mortal with immortality." I suppose that you can turn these verses 7 ways to Sunday or Monday, this is my take on them. Just a note, I have talked to many people that have had out of body experiences, (mostly in, am I going to die, situations) so how does this happen if we are not conscious spirits?
On the different subject, that promised bit of non history ala USS Pueblo incident. A small dot and I will connect all of these little dots later when you have enough of the dots to start to see the picture. For now be informed and entertained by my personal stories.
1971, do not remember the actual month, but in October or November is the timing (best guess of not remembering) of the described incident. I was an assistant supervisor for data/communications intercept in Taiwan, targeting Communist Chinese naval communications. Shu Linkou Air Base at the northern end of the island.
link to a link to NSG Shu Linkou web site https://www.navycthistory.com/index.html you need to scroll down to find it, not as much information as before, but we are all old coots now.
I was a CTR2, a Cryptologic Technician Radio, 2nd class. The duties were compartmented, meaning that you did not poke you nose into other people's duties or activities, you could receive a severe spanking or more, like finding the Northeast corner of Hell. We all knew people that were sent to the NE corner of Hell, they just disappeared, and we and their families were never able to find them again, hence we theorized that they were sent to the NE corner of Hell.
About 2 weeks prior to the incident a CTO, a communications operator that actually handled the agencies communications was insisting upon showing me something. We were not close friends, but knew each other. I did not want to see anything from his compartment, but he would not back down from his insistence so I finally agreed to let him show me whatever he was so insistent upon. He took me over to a room with lots of wires, patch cords and electronic communication gear. In the room was a teletype repeater, with patch cords coming out of both ends. He then informed me that the repeater was on a circuit from the White House Situation Room to the Taiwan Defense Command at CCK. He told me that it was supposed to be a hardwired circuit, and that was what everyone thought, but here was a repeater, so it was not hardwired. He thought that this was very funny. [my after thought is that the cosmos or mind-stream wanted me to know about this repeater, where it was coming from and going to]
To further set the stage, close to my desk was a teletype that went directly to the White House Situation Room, complete with a patch cord and wheels, just like the repeater.
Now the unfolding of the incident. The ChiComs had COPs, Coastal Observation Posts that we monitored 24/7, copying everything that they said. They used special Performa codes for sending action instructions to naval and air assets under their domain. They changed those codes twice a day and we had figured out those code changes far in advance, so always were able to read the encoded messages in real time. The COPs would also send out tracking messages, these were range and bearing from the COP so we could track what they were tracking with the same exact accuracy.
Just a note here, intercept operators were able to tell the difference between drills and live action events. Drills the communications were always fast; live action, it slowed down and was very deliberate. Drills they just wanted to get them over, live action they wanted no mistakes.
The incident starts to unfold with tracking of two ocean going tugs. We keep tabs on this but see nothing worth any excitement. After a while, we get tracking on 3 naval vessels that are high speed with surface to surface missiles based on the Soviet OSA design. So this becomes a little exciting. It carries on for a while and then the Performa messages come, these are live action event messages. They give instructions for the vessels, tugs and the OSA's to go to a specific location. The OSA's are told to fire surface to surface missiles at the target. The tugs are told to tow back a vessel there. Next 5 MIGs are launched and tracked and they are also given instructions to fire upon a vessel at the same location as the other vessels are going to. So this now is past exciting and move into alarming.
I then go into a different compartment and ask if they know what is at the location the ChiComs are going to. Comes back that we have a US destroyer at that location. So I asked for the status of that vessel and find out that its main propulsion boiler has blown and it is dead in the water with no power. Is this a sitting duck? I think it is, and it most definitely is, attack, capture and bring back to China a US naval vessel, that will get the Chinese flags waving. This information is critical, and must be on the US President's desk in 15 minutes. It gets sent out in a particular format called a Critic, which I did not know how to format. I wanted to call over to the on base drinking club and get the supervisor to come issue the critic, and time was running short to prevent this pending incident. 450 US sailors on the destroyer and I did not want any of them to die. There was a telephone in the processing and reporting compartment, but they would not let me use it to call out. So I left and went back to my compartment, and then quickly returned to tell them that we had multiple Performa messages that they needed to decrypt; a diversionary tactic. When they left I grabbed the telephone, called the club to get the supervisor, but he would not leave his drinking to come back. I even told him that it was critical that he returned, stressing the word critical. Did not want to give specific details over a non-secure line. There he stayed, and what was I to do?
The timely transmission of the critic was thwarted, I rummaged through all of the pubs to find one that tells how to format a Critic, and could not find it. I then went to the teletype that went straight to the White House Situation room, told them that we had a critical situation, US forces were threatened and under imminent attack. I was told to format the message and send it. I told them I did not know how to format the message and started to explain the situation. They in turn jammed the circuit so I could not send anything. What a dilemma and I was upset; wanted to use another word that starts with a p and ends with off, but won't.
Then I remembered the repeater from White House Situation Room to the Taiwan Defense Command. That everyone thought it was a hardwired circuit so no one would question what came over it. I disconnected my teletype, wheeled it over to the repeater, disconnected the repeater and connected my teletype to the cord that went to the defense command. Figuring that President Nixon had a well known penchant for bombing and war, I then became President Nixon, and announced it so on the teletype. Declared the appropriate DefCon condition, the 'we are going to war' one. Told them time was of the essence. Nixon then ordered all available aircraft at the base to launch, to go to the location of the US destroyer, engage and destroy all of the MIGs, no warning shots allowed. Destroy the 3 OSA vessels if they came within 15 miles of our vessel. Once the area was cleared, to keep aircraft in the air to allow the destroyer time to repair the boiler. I knew that there was a small window of time (like about 15-20 minutes) before the Chinese started their attack and hoped that this preventive strike would be in time.
I was told that 125 fighters and bombers were launched that day, wow, great response. The Chinese picked up the armada on radar and cancelled their attack and immediately retreated. No shots fired and 450 US sailors were safe. I can still remember the cheers from our linguists that were listening to the MIG's communications when they turned and fled the area. None of my co-workers knew of the actions that I took during this non-incident, I did not ask permission or get advice, just did what I thought was right. So nothing happened, well except the next day I was told that I was going to prison, don't even pack my bags. Now this is a situation, and not good, was I going to find the NE corner of Hell?
I was in front of the CO, the XO and the operations boss, the top three at the command. Nice that they did not haul me directly to jail. I had a chance to speak. Where did the words originate from that came out of my mouth? I have an idea, the cosmos provided them, surely I was not smart enough to craft them. What would you say in this situation??
Here is what I said, I told those three officers to draw straws to see who was coming to prison with me. One of them was coming. They were in charge, set the protocols and the training, the ultimate responsibility was theirs. Then I told them that nothing really happened, that the Chinese mainlanders would never admit to backing down from a force from Taiwan, loose too much face, as far as they were concerned, it never happened. Next the Commander of CCK should be commended for his forces impressive response to a readiness drill that was thrust on them without warning, big kudos to him and his forces. [Easie- peasie to redact this thing.] My speech worked. Thank you cosmos and God, did not find out where the NE corner of Hell was. I was never privy to how they actually cleaned it up.
That is the story, I did the perfect impersonation of President Nixon, saved many lives, thwarted an international incident and lived to tell about it. I was President Nixon for about 1 hour, will my grandkids believe it?? Old coot is telling stories again grandma, are they true?
Just a couple of months later Nixon made his historic trip to China. I covered airborne security for the trip in and out. Question as to why the situation room jammed the circuit, and would they have acted to save the US destroyer? Doubt that they would have acted, this would be a great opportunity/crisis to fork, or pork over more money into the military industrial complex. Never let an opportunity for big bucks go to waste. Who has stock in these companies?
Stay tuned for more personal experiences, dots and lessons from the cosmos. Thanks for reading.
What a grand story! Your grandkids would love it!
Question: do you have intel if Dalai Lama was/is a CIA asset?
Also a short anecdote, if I may: I was doing a show by Mrozek that had three main actors stuck in a lifeboat for the entire show. “Out at Sea”, it was called. We had two shows on opposite ends of town and after the first one, one of the three actors got violently ill and had to go home. I had directed the show and had sat through rehearsals but never actively memorized the show. And since we were already contracted to do the second presentation, we hopped on our tour bus and en route to our location, the actors read through the script with me while I drove the bus. And then I proceeded to perform the part as if I had channeled the actor who usually performed it, with a noticeable lack of stage fright, especially for someone who does not get on stage to perform. I’ve performed before and been plenty nervous, but not that time. Almost as if it wasn’t really me. The next day, I almost forgot the incident had occurred. I remembered it foggily, as if through a dream but the other actors assured me it had happened and that they were pretty shocked I remembered the entire text.
Something on your story reminded me of that and I hadn’t thought about it in years! But I think I told you already, bizarre stuff has happened in my life that can only explain if they are “supernatural” in essence. When you say the mind source can use you as an antenna, I understand that feeling.
Love these great stories... by the way, would have preferred you to Nixon.🐱