XERXES - Persepolis

Persepolis
(image courtesy http://persepolis.nu)

Persepolis Foundations

The plan for this magnificent location began with Cyrus - the Father of my Mother. The location selected for its prominence in trade routes. These routes passed through the fertile valleys connecting East to West that at that time took months and years to travel end to end.

Magnificent shelter from the nearby mountain was selected. The plans also placed Persepolis on the west side so as to gather the complete benefits and glory of the setting sun. This plan proved strong and well suited. The climate of the region was extreme with the seasons and this design along with the architecture of the structures provided advancements in comfort.

Two rivers flowed gently nearby and this location gave fruit to the most simple of irrigation and water aqueduct designs. All were complex of course for their times, but Cyrus and Darius were great minds with genuine intellect and wonder. Darius fulfilled the dream of Cyrus within the structures of Persepolis.

Cyrus was revered and memorialized in every stone. In every wall. In every hall. Eternal for that epoch. Darius ensured that the legacy of the King of Kings would continue through the generations in the magnificent design and displays of Persepolis.

To begin now.. The perimeter of this great city included the slope of the adjacent mountain. The foundations of the Western and Southern walls were raised and built to prevent the waters from infiltrating during the spring floods. The foundations in the North included faceless structures to limit the cooler winds of winter and early spring. Structures for horse and oxen were along the Northern face. This area was selected to limit the fragrances from the livestock during the prevailing winds of the hot and arid summers. And of course to provide a subtle warmth during the colder times.

Also located along this perimeter were the merchants and industriants of copper and silver and gold and other metals. Blacksmiths. Swordsmiths. Goldsmiths. Those works that included great fires and expansive spaces to produce the adornments. The swords and the shields.. And the pots and the knives.

Homes were built on the exterior of the Southern and Western walls and were of simple stone and mortar construction with timber supports and roof coverings. These included the central towers shared previously. To provide the natural cooling effects in the heat of long days.

The interior of Persepolis was home to the Halls and Galleries. And of course what is revered as a great palace. A central promenade was designed to connect the exterior merchants and industriants, and the residents to the central area for education and entertainment.

For all of the historical references of Persepolis. None match the true intention. Construction. Grandeur. And of course the complexity of the place.


Denice Note: Was directed to locate some Persian music.

Listened to this while transmitting. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wwrTHFwYRDQ

Copyright 2023  Terran Cognito

IPFS - Intereplanetary File System

IPFS - Interplanetary File System

We reported on the known contract Lockheed Martin had to run the LOC (Lunar Operations Center) in 2016, before the creation of Space Force by Trump.   Lockheed Martin was one of the participants in the "Tipping Point" doing by Heather. Denice and I were a part of that transmission, which had more than usual number of local and nonlocal participants, including one unknown individual who joined in and identified himself simply as "space pirate".  Never did find out who that was.  Thor later told me that one is no longer a pirate.  So it doesn't really matter who he was. 

Heather asked me to not publish that doing, I thought she meant never., but she meant not for awhile.  It occurred partially on Skype, part on SMS, and another part of it was over a Skype call.  We had a lot of interference on that conversation, so we adapted in real time with Denice relaying the comms. I had all the pieces at one time, even a recording of the Skype telephone,  but given disk crashes, several changes of SIM cards, and other computer woes over the years I have no record of it left.   Perhaps the galactics or the NSA have a copy but I don't. 😁😁😁

I have wanted to put Heather's core documents in a perpetual distributed archive.  I thought maybe NFT might be the way to do it but that's not really the right vehicle for that kind of data.  Then I heard about IPFS and while researching IPFS I found this article, which is very curious.  

The article below references Lockheed Martin "spaceships" which we know they had which flew using electro-gravitics.   I believe that fleet is now under Space Force.  Boeing had their own as did Halliburton. 

Elon Musk tends to call his conventional fuel rocket creations "spacecraft". linguistically its like the difference between ship and raft.  "Ships" tends to connote some for longer journeys.

Earth has been treated much like the developed world treats African countries, exploiting of resources, mineral and otherwise by nonlocals and some more etheric beings harvested the energy here.  We also know Blockchain ledgers have been used off-world for distributed ledgers.  Its not a new thing.

XERXES - The Daughters of Darius

Unknown artist on Reddit

The Daughters of Darius

As one could imagine the daughters of Darius were treated with tender hand. Each was desired by far away kingdoms from the first announcement at birth. In total there were seven in the immediate household by Atossa and her sisters. Of travels in far away lands three more daughters of Darius were born. It mattered not if a blemish or a damaged limb grew with the daughter. These were valuable and very valued assets for the King of Persia.

Darius loved them as much if not more than he valued them. Phatagrius was the oldest and among his very favorites. She reminded him of his own mother but more vocal. He often complained of her vocality to the other councilors and all laughed at his dismay for she was her father’s daughter.

She was given to the more masculine pursuits and it suited her. Rare it was for women to engage in horsemanship or archery. But Phatagrius was supreme at both. She was a master archer. Although she desired a place in the ranks of commanders in her father’s guard this she was denied. Darius refused that one request most vehemently.

Phatagrius was the daughter of Atossa and my well beloved younger sister. One more gained my love from this union as well. Persah. Named by mother for her own mother’s mother. Persah was small and fragile. She was subtle and sublime. It was her beauty that alone saved her from the unpleasant union to a far away land. Father could not part with his little bird Persah. So it was that of all my sisters Phatagrius and Persah remained in the household. Opposites but inseparable. Both loved by all.

Phatagrius married our Father’s commander Ilmessia. The two provided a brood of men to make any Persian commander writhe in jealousy. Strong. Brave. Loyal. Proud. Not one daughter.

Persah remained alone. A companion to our mother. Always fragile. Protected. Persah died in her youth, her beauty unfailed.

Of the others little contact remained. Once a daughter of Darius was in a union, she no longer returned to the household. Darius might on occasion visit the household of one of his daughters. Any sons born to these unions were given high honours among the commands. All were considered royals. The future of Persia secured for yet another generation.

XERXES - Editor's Forward

Editor’s Forward

What follows is an experiment in self publishing. These articles are copyrighted but I share them free with my blog readers who have been so generous in their support of my work over the years since 2012. 

There will be a bound book version and/or ebook eventually.  There are many details in publishing a book that remain to be done. I try to catch all the spelling and grammar on the blog versions. 

Some background on my collaboration with Denice. She prefers to stay behind the scenes, Denice has her life and family to care for.  My first encounter on the Internet with Denice was in early 2013, after Brian Kelly and I received a phone call from Heather Ann Tucci-Jarraf on Christmas Eve 2012. We arranged to have a further call on New Years with to interview Heather about her work and law filings related to the financial systems from our homes in San Diego.   Denice volunteered to transcribe that group Skype call. 

Denice called herself “the transcriptionist” and even now sometimes says she’s “just the typist”.   She is much more than that, she is a gifted intuitive receiver/transmitter of messages and images. She works in 3 modes, “heart comms” (something like pineal based telepathy but through the heart and richer in content and emotions), she also has nonlocal bio-implant in her ear for receiving complex data and wordings that are difficult to get precise without knowledge and training in a specific scientific, and she does telepathy. The implant enables accurate communication of engineering  or other technical data for which Denice has no background or training. 

I moved to Morocco in November 2013, and Denice had dreams of actual events on the ground that were incredibly accurate.  Heather and I noticed Denice’s intuitive gifts. 

June 30, 2015 Commander Thorac, or “Thor” contacted Denice to set up a series of conversations.   I learned much about my history, which gave me a frame work for memories that were already beginning to return.  We also had conversations with Andromedans, Pleiadians, and others.   We were all new to this, and while we did our best, but we made mistakes too.  I was very naive. But you learn from mistakes so it was not an effort wasted. My audience was not all that large so I had a smaller pool of people to embarrass myself with.  

The “nonlocals” (the term has less baggage than "aliens") are not so different than you and I. Most of them thought they were outside the great experiment is separation consciousness, but they were not. The ones we talked to, have truly human forms, although much taller. They claim to be Celtic in origin.  They have differences of opinions and their own form of internal politics. They have warriors and have suffered much during the Galactic wars. Andromeda was colonized with humans from Earth during Atlantis 1 epoch, which did not sink like the Atlantis 2 epoch did.The Andromedan group did genetically originate from Earth. So in a sense, the ETs are us. Not all Andromedans come from Earth.  The Pleiadians are mix of heritage from Lyra, Andromeda, and Sirius.  Alex Collier has contacts with Andromedans that have ties to the Lakota and Sioux tribes.  And there are reportedly also some blue skinned Andromedans.

XERXES

About 2 years ago Denice began getting messages from Xerxes.  Xerxes has no known connection to the others we have been working with, Denice was reluctant to put energy into it for someone she  knew next to nothing about.   But Xerxes was persistent, and off world comms have been in a bit of lull due to secrecy of  all the activity going on world and off.  They have their hands full. So we are compiling Xerxes  messages about his life in the Persian empire at the moment.

Xerxes has long wanted to tell his story other than being the guy that took on the Spartans. All that we have in history is really from the Greek historian Herodotus. The Greeks have an entirely different perception of  Xerxes than the Persians do.  I sense love for his roots, and his beloved Persia.

We weren't really sure what direction this would go, but so far I'm finding it an interesting read. I love the way he uses words, he can be very poetic. He takes full responsibility for setting a precedent for war in both Iran and Afghanistan (both were of the Persia Empire) which echoes even today. 

These will be his words, not mine, I’m just the editor, and Denice is “the typist”.  I have no way to vouch for what Xerxes writes other than how it feels and what data we can find in history books, which is often biased against the man.

This is not a channeling, it’s a telepathic conversation with moments of moving imagery. He has returned to Earth at an undisclosed location. I am assuming he's in a new body since he was assassinated in his prior Earth incarnation. 

I take for granted that consciousness never dies, and that we live life after life, some on Earth and some elsewhere as we journey through our lives in form for the joy of experience. I realize for many, these are big assumptions, and if that is true of you, or your religion doesn't allow for such possibility then view this is as science fiction if you need too. I won't be offended if your views don't match my own.  It is still a fun read either way. 

A further background conversation with Xerxes on 10/10/2021

Denice: Are you free for a short one on one with Xerxes? He seems to want to clarify a point or two.

Terran: Sure when?

Denice: Now?

Terran: Ok

Xerxes: I AM XERXES. IT IS ZER-SEES. FAMILIAR?

Terran: Vaguely. I’m missing most of memories, but they are returning slowly

Xerxes: I SEND YOU MY GREAT APPRECIATION NOW.

Xerxes: WE HAVE BEGUN A DIALOGUE. I WANT TO SHARE MORE.

Terran: I send my greetings as well. Were we acquainted in Persia?

Xerxes: NOT ACQUAINTED IN MY PHYSICAL INBODYMENT IN PERSIA.

Xerxes: FIRST CLARIFICATION. IT IS NOT MY INTENTION TO BEAT MY OWN DRUM.

Xerxes: HERE I EXPLORE THE PARAMETERS THAT PROVIDE A BACKGROUND OF MY EXPERIENCE.

Terran: Your story is intriguing.

Xerxes: ANOTHER CLARIFICATION. YOU AND OUR HOSTESS HAVE DISCUSSED MY PRESENT LOCATION. YOU ARE BOTH CORRECT IN PART.

Xerxes: SO I SHARE THIS. A SMALL DIGRESSION. I TAKE FULL AND COMPLETE RESPONSIBILITY FOR THE DEMISE OF PERSIA. THIS IS A COMPLEX ISSUE TO BE DISCUSSED IN FULL LATER.

Xerxes: I AM IN/OF PERSIA NOW. YOU MIGHT CONSIDER MY LOCALE IN A “SHIP/CRAFT”. I CONSIDER IT OUR NEW PERSIA. OVERLAYED.

Terran: Are you affiliated with any groups/star nations I converse with?

Xerxes: NO.

Xerxes: I AM OF ANTIQUITY. I ONCE ENJOYED THE STATUS OF WHAT YOUR FRIENDS TERM “THE DIVINES”*.

Terran: Ahhh. Know them well.

Xerxes: I HAVE DETERMINED MY OWN CONTRIBUTIONS TO BE OF A DIFFERENT NATURE NOW.

Terran: All things begin anew.

Xerxes: YES.

Xerxes: TIMELESS.

Xerxes: ANOTHER CLARIFICATION. I AM IN FORM. I WALK AMONG THOSE WHO ARE DETERMINED TO STEER THE FUTURE OF OUR PERSIA.

Terran: So much energy churning in that region. The people need peace.

Xerxes: I KNOW MY CONTRIBUTIONS TO THE HORRORS AND CASUALTIES OF AGGRESSION MUST BE RECLAIMED.

Terran: There is no judgement only love.

Xerxes: IT IS MY DUTY TO RETURN PEACE AND BEAUTY TO MY HOMELAND.

Terran: Your deep love of Persia is heart felt here.

Xerxes: THIS HAS BEEN A VERY PLEASANT COMMUNICATION.

Terran: Have we met?

Xerxes: YES. I KNOW YOUR HEART.

Xerxes: I DO WISH TO CONTINUE THE EXCHANGE.

Terran: I’m here anytime you wish to dialogue.

Terran: I’ve had my “kingly” adventures on this planet. Not a role I care to revisit.

Xerxes: THE TIME FOR US TO RENEW AND REBUILD IS NOW.

Terran: I am told I was once known to be an architect. Not that I have much memory of that.

Xerxes: AND THAT WE SHARE A COMMON LOVE

Terran: Denice (“our hostess”) shared some architecture images of ancient Persia and how the buildings were cooled with the prevailing winds.

Xerxes: YES. ONE OF MANY SIMPLE DESIGNS THAT IMPROVE THE LIVES OF ALL.

Xerxes: AND WHAT COMES NEXT IS THE BEST OF ALL THAT IS.

Terran: Heather and Thor have said similar words of what is to come.

Terran: The Persian people are very intelligent and gifted. Many live in Los Angeles where I once lived.

Xerxes: CLOSING THE DIALOGUE NOW. TO RETURN AT ANOTHER MOMENT.

Terran: Very good to talk you. Until next time then! 

Warm regards, Terran

Terran note: * The “divines” is a phrase we use to collectively reference those known as “Ascended Masters”, but also includes “The Chinese Elders” (most notably the one called “the old man of China” or more graciously “Grandfather” by the Chinese. He runs the banking systems on the planet. Heather called them the “DIVINES” because they always talk about “the divine plan”, which is an allusion to heaven to create the presumption in humanity they are the heavenly realm and speak for the Creator of ALL. They are not, and do not, at least not anymore than you do. For all are of the ALL. There is in truth, no hierarchy within the ALL. It’s all ONE.

Most of the famous deities and demigods, are the purported “gods” of prior civilizations on Earth. These came from and returned to the “Divine Realm”. Some were helpful to mankind, some were parasitical. Like humanity, and many ET groups it was a mixed bag of beings. “As above so below”. The movie “Jupiter Ascending” came pretty close to being a documentary of what has transpired on this planet. 

I was inspired once to view a realm of frog like beings that gambled on machines shaped like pot belly stoves on the outcomes of events on Earth, like one would trade futures options one Wall Street. That realm no longer functions. No frogs were harmed. 

Not a lot is known about their realms, the famed “Halls of Amenti” were there and there seems to be more than one realm, or at least perceived location, there was one undersea in Bali, (now defunct), as is the grey base that was built on top of it (the two didn’t interact). It’s not so much a location as a frequency. The same is actually true of the Earth, so arguing with the Earth is round or flat is pointless, its a frequency. Some of these realms seem to overlays of Earth locations, like Yelm, WA. There are also overlays in the middle East and Southeast Asia.

The famous “St Germain” is a “divine” (these people are not gods), and his plan was to use usuary on gold his famous trust loaned out to later to free humanity. How does that energetic free humanity one may ask? Doesn’t matter because the bankers stole his funds long ago, through mirror accounts. St. Germain was known to walk through walls and manifest gemstones, which quite entertained the royal courts of Europe. He seems to have also made an appearance during the signing of the Declaration of Independence. 

It seems the Ascended Masters were a concession to humans, by the Divines, who through great persistence of spiritual practice managed to raise their vibration during very dense energies of prior ages enough to be invited in as “Masters”. They figured the illusion out. And to be honest that was was quite an accomplishment. 

The original intent for the Ascended Masters was to enlighten humanity. However the total number of humans enlighten numbered less than 10,000. These beings are not exactly ETs, they don’t need space ships or space suits to go places, unless they get into an earth or galactic form body. They live a very long time but even their forms wear out eventually. 

Xerxes - The Roles of Women

 

Mandana - Medean Princess,
 Mother of Cyrus the Great
(courtesy Persepolis.nu)

The Roles of Women

When a girl was born the father rejoiced and the mother lamented. In the wealthy family a girl meant a future bartered union. An opportunity to merge fortunes among merchants. Landowners. Royals. For that very reason a mother mourned quietly and sufficiently and most of all immediately.

The father rejoiced in the potential unions planning a future for each female delicately and decidedly. As the girl grew into a young woman and the measure of her beauty was known the better measure the father had for future contracts.

As for the young girl. Her early life was pleasant and gentle. Even in the lower households of minor landowners the young girls were treated to pretty gowns. Delicious foods. And the ever doting attention of all of the older females. The mother and sisters of her mother were fastidious caretakers and wayshowers. Training the young ones in the care of the household. The importance in the preparation of foods. Learning how to weave wreaths and garlands for festive events. These older women followed the paths of those before them. For their time in her place may be long gone but each one reveled in caring for and training the little ones.

When a young girl presented on the eve of womanhood. She was taken into seclusion for a short time. Here she was given the wardrobe of a woman. She was told of her upcoming betrothal that had been planned since the day of her birth. She was given moments to lament the end of her childhood and sturdy herself for her very different future. She was loved. She was sheltered. She was prepared.

For most young women, the first glimpse of a new husband was on the day of the union. It was rare that a woman would meet her betrothed before that. Childhood playmates were rarely given in union. It was the expansion of fortunes outside of the home and town that a father desired for his daughters and his coffers.

In full womanhood and the union with a man it was expected that children would flow within the season. When this did not occur a man could take another wife within the next season. The birth of sons and daughters was expected to continue the great Persian lines.

Persian women were fertile. Healthy. Well tended. The many children born gave her status and purpose. It was extremely rare that a woman did not produce an heir. In the event of years passing without a first born a woman was relegated to leisure and to business. Given purpose. Trained in the way of merchants. Always respected as a wife. Yet no longer expected to produce an heir. In that rare instance of anger and jealousy, a barren woman was sent away to the seclusion yet comfort of a farmstead far away.

On occasion a woman was permitted to join in the ranks of soldiers. There were some who were built for this endeavor and this was not ignored. It was not a preferred role for a woman yet it was tolerated and supported.

When a young woman was widowed in youth she was taken into another familiar family. When an older woman was widowed she was invited into the homes of her daughters. There she spent time in the preparation of foods and the rearing of children. Always given a purpose.

Persian women were and remain beautiful. Brilliant. Revered. And treasured always. 

Copyright 2023 - Terran Cognito

Xerxes- A short glimpse of one moment in-between

 

A short glimpse of one moment in-between

This glimpse of a stoic image is purchased with both love and fond memories. We were a young family. My father’s wives were young and beautiful. My brothers were agile, mischievous, delighted in their freedoms. My sisters were soft and gentle. Yet precocious and often nosy. These were the fond moments. When days were long and productive. When fruits were falling from the trees and all hands were needed to gather and preserve and eat to their fill.

In these in between moments. When the men were home for a time from their pursuits of war and the women and children were complete. These were the moments that weave a tapestry of the ideal life. Good and plentiful food. Children with not a care in the world. Wives comforted with merely a simple glance from their men. Music played. Poetry written. And nights spent in great company beneath the stars.

Now for one specific scene. The men were home after a months long journey east. The small battle nearly forgotten. The early summer harvests begun. Busy moments ensued. Father called for a feast. No occasion. Just a simple feast. Mother and her sisters were joyous. Although the preparation for a feast consumed a whole day the results were always worth it.

An early morning hunt produced rabbits and a small doe. The gardens were alive with green herbs and radishes and onions and root vegetables small and tender. Fires were lit. The meat was roasted. The dishes prepared. The tables set out in the courtyard. Flowers collected by the younger girls were wrapped into wreaths and garlands. And why not? Life is meant to be celebrated. Sweets were prepared with thin and delicate pastries drenched in chopped nuts and warm honey.

Everyone ate. Talked. Laughed. Hours passed. The sun set. The children ran and giggled. The older boys talking loudly of manly pursuits within range of the lovely young ladies. These lovely young ladies smiling and making eyes at the young men. All in a perfect end to a perfect day. And when the scraps were removed and the tables taken down and the fires reduced to dim orange waves on thick heaps of charcoal. Everyone was satisfied. Complete. A day well lived.

These are the moments that could be once more. These in-between moments could become the every moment. It is the way life is meant to be? It is an intriguing wonder.

Copyright 2023 Terran Cognito

Xerxes - The Roles of Men

Xerxes, image from Wikipedia,
altered slightly in photoshop

The Roles of Males

Young Persian males were raised by their own mothers, aunts, and grandmothers for the first few years of their lives. When toddlerhood faded boys were sent to elders and wise men to be trained in reading, writing, the arts, astronomy, and more. Afternoons and evenings were spent running, playing, as well as working in the fields and barns alongside the men.

Concurrently when they reached early manhood around age 14 these lessons and chores were reduced and the training in the skills of war were begun. Archery, horsemanship, spear throwing, and leadership skills were amoung the top desired skills of course. There was little time allotted for the pursuit of girls.

Men were trained in battalions of 100. These battalions were led by the highest officials in the village or town. Training concluded by the age of 20 if not called to war before then. The call to arms to train with the battalion was made monthly and lasted only two days. This kept the men strong and agile.

When not training men were employed in various jobs. Tending to the field was beneath no one and at the time of planting all hands played a role. Tending to the stallions. Care of the chariots and carts. Merchants. Craftsmen. And of course full time guards and soldiers.

Men took wives soon after they completed the rigorous first training. The young lovers kept house with the girl’s parents until the first child or two came. It was then that a separate house was prepared and it was here that a second wife was taken. This second wife moved into the home with the young family but maintained her own quarters of a room or two. The number of wives a man had could vary. He could also take concubines that he did not marry. Divorce was rarely sought in a Persian household.

Given fortunate circumstances a man could live into his eighties. His heirs could number in the hundreds at the time of his death. The goal for every Persian man was to have as many sons as possible. Persian men held this as the measure of their success.

Copyright 2023 Terran Cognito