"The Waters Above" - A Taygetan Viewpoint

 

Mari Swaruu

Those of you who believe in a firmament might find this of interest as to "the waters above".  

Yes the Bible speaks of a firmament and waters.   They also believed it was held up by four pillars riding on the back of a turtle.  

What if space behaved as water?  What if ETs used that analogy when talking to people thousands of years ago?  

https://youtu.be/z7ZTqXF-EuY?si=-iIiwysPwh7O4s2p

Space Pirates

 

Mari Swaruu

This is an interesting set of videos about Space Pirates from purported Taygetan Mari Swaruu.   As always use your own discernment. 

I first became aware of Space Pirates during the Tipping Point doing in the summer of 2016, in a conversation with Heather, Denice, Thor, Ashtar Sherr An, and about a dozen other participants included the Lunar Operations Center, then run by Lockheed Martin.  One individual popped into that conversation and identified himself only as "Space Pirate".  

This is the first reference I have encountered on the subject.

Space Pirates Part 1

https://youtu.be/-vOduwWtbWs?si=lbsmQWB6gtkQ96J0

Space Pirates Part 2

https://youtu.be/doZRF1_qf_4?si=laEUSMIjcjrP4iTK

Fun video interview by Mari Swaruu with cosmic tiger Urmah Ari

Mari Swaruu

This is a fun interview.  It's my opinion that Mari Swarru is legit... but use your own discernment.   Sometimes I do get stuff wrong.  

Much of her data correlates to what I have been told, with the exception of some esoteric subjects, which seem to reflect Earth esoteric viewpoints. 

This interview is not esoteric, it's very straight forward and a lot of fun!  I attempted to embed it, but embedding has been disabled.  That usually happens because ads don't run on embedded web sites.  This group of Taygetans (Pleiadians from Taygeta) are loosely associated with the Galactic Federation in Earth orbit.   

https://youtu.be/doZRF1_qf_4?si=lXMD_JMRM2CtROcT

XERXES - A Culmination of Events for Persia Now

A Culmination of Events for Persia Now

 

It is the moment that I share my complete complicity in the energetic foray that permeates into the bedrock of old Persia.

 

As an aside, take notice and ponder the truth that currently there is no bloodshed or war in or on the Arabian Peninsula. Rare has been the major battle or war in that heartland.  Recall that Arabia was never part of the Persian Empire.

 

Return now to this. The entire Persian empire to this moment is replete with the conflicts of her past. Of those thrust upon her by my choices during my tumultuous reign.

 

It is now that I am at the helm once more.  I sail through the fog and the mist into the bright and warming sunlight and share this complete truth. My own actions. My own decisions. My own divisive desires created the energies that bled into the sand. That filled the mountains. That poured into the rivers and streams. That flowed into the seas. Again recall that there is no time. There is no separation from my own breathing of the salty air and what you breathe now. It is all that is.

 

Words do not do justice to paint the portraits to archive the experiences that are the foundations for the current horrors playing now.  Know that what is seen and experienced in these moments is a mere fraction of the pain and horror that my decisions caused.  And my own hands on occasion.

 

Know that the culmination of events quickens.  The horrors are revealed. The truth beckons.

 

As this plays out and the nature of all is revealed. I am here.  I own the responsibility as the father of the darkest of the violence against the men and women outside of the Persian borders.

And thus the darkest of the violence has flowed through the lands of ancient Persia to this moment.  Once hidden now in full view.  For all to see. For all to know.  

 

For this is the absolute truth. The energy, once given sacrifice, Fed with the atrocities. Continues the need to feed.  Recall always and once more there is no time.  This energy now is a ferocious beast. Cornered. As the end nears now this energy that all I am is completely complicit in creating requires more than humanity will allow.  Humanity stands tall and strong and says. No More!  Thus this energy must dissipate and flow gently into all that is.  Merging with its counterparts. Creating a balance. Creating a new. Becoming one with all that is.

 

Watch now and archive for all to see as the curtains part. The scenes end.  The players bow. These moments that flow now create the new beginnings that all desire.  

 

Here I am and here we are and here it begins. Truth and abundance for all.  Forever. And more. And Persia and more importantly the new Earth rises.

 

 

Lesson from a Cat

 

Buster the cat

Buster the cat went missing for 24 hours.  He can be very feisty but he's a good cat and has been a companion since the spring 2021.   

You never really "own" a cat, they just kind of agree to live with you. And sometimes they mysteriously go somewhere else, even with the best of care. They are autonomous creatures in a way dogs are not. Dogs need a pack, and that pack can be a human family. Cats have no such need. Maybe that's why I respect them. Their independence. 

I view cats as intelligent beings.  Someone online once mocked me for that.  I don't care.  If you think computers can be intelligent, how much more so is a cat?  You could not program something as complex as a cat.

Buster is a wonderful good old American cat! Born feral. 

Cats seem to see things in spectrums we cannot see.  Some esoterics claim cats sense and transmute bad energies.  Humans who feed stray cats seem to project an energy, that attract more.  It's kind of like having the neon Welcome to Las Vegas sign in your front yard!  Ask Bev.  

They can also surprise you with new behaviors in unexpected and very humorous ways.  And what they find funny may not be so funny to you, like unrolling your toilet roll onto the bathroom floor.  Still humor is humor!  Even if humans don't get the joke.

My apartment seemed very empty with Buster missing. It's taken a year before he'd venture outside the patio of the apartment. Moving into the city was a shock to him and the voices through thin walls of the apartment complex seemed to be disembodied voices to him.  Cats do not like voices with no body.  Most people don't either but we can discern the voices of unknown neighbors.  He only recently started becoming an outdoor cat again and his mood had improved so much with the joys of exploring nature.  There was even a female cat showing up at the patio door where the funniest cat conversations occurred.  She seems to like Buster (he's neutered).  He had finally gone back to where he was happiest but two days ago he didn't return.  

Last night I was looking at my apartment and it just seemed bare and empty Buster.  He was a feline companion and I loved him for what he is. I missed him.   

I had this thought as I walked into the kitchen last night "See how a room feels when love is missing?"  Maybe it was telepathy, as telepathy usually sounds like your internal voice.  Maybe it was the "all of me" sending small me a message.  I don't know which. But I do recall saying "Yes it's very empty... I never noticed the feel of a room missing the love of a companion."   As soon as I had that thought , I turned and there was Buster at the glass sliding patio door!   And the room no longer felt empty of love. 

Awakening OD Podcast: 5D Non Cult

https://overcast.fm/+mpJHNwKqg

XERXES - The Nature of Persia

The Very Nature of Persia

An interlude if we may to discuss the very nature of Persia herself. Much has been garnered and delivered on the nature of war. Little has been fostered and gifted on the nature of peace. Persia at her very heart is the nature of peace.

It may come as a surprise to those readers in far distances of time and space who read these words now. But nonetheless it is an absolute truth. The very heart of Persia is peace.

Consider the moment of inception. That droplet of a dream in the heart of the son of a nomadic tribal leader. To ponder not only once but often at great lengths the possibility of uniting great numbers of nomadic tribes and creating a homeland. Uniting in peace. To provide a place to create and nurture. A place of cultures sharing and living and breathing as one.

It is true and absolute that this dream was not realized solely on the beautiful curved shoulders of peace. It is true and absolute that disagreements became arguments. Arguments became divisions. Divisions led to bloodshed. Bloodshed led to battles. And eventually battles led to all out war.

But for this moment now. Consider the graceful and merciful humble beginnings. The mere thought of uniting diverse peoples of nomadic histories. Uniting nations to share in the creation and development of art and music, of horticulture and cuisine, of theatre and song.

For centuries thought to be hidden in the dusty corners of bombed out ruins. Buried in once fertile but now sandy deserts. Entombed in the foundations of the modern cities. Persia slowly rises. Persia is grace and mercy. Persia is freedom. Persia is unadorned and quiet beauty. Persia is a thought. Persia is an idea. Persia is a dream. In heart. In essence. Persia is peace. 

Xerxes