Intermission
A Ritual for Business
“Set your work on a surface in front of you. Place a blank piece of paper on a surface in front of you. Recall a co-worker’s dream that has gone unfulfilled. Imagine it briefly. Now begin the work. With each completed element, draw a facet of your co-worker’s dream. When the task is done, the dream is done.”
Pull a petal from a flower
Pluck a flower from the pot
Place the flower in a jar
And put it in a sunny spot
Push a shovel in the sand
Dump the sand into a pile
Shape the pile into a castle
Watch it crumble with a smile
Tell the sky your day’s adventures
Ask the sun about the moon
Ask the clouds about the ocean
Tell the stars you’re coming soon
The Shaman appeared from a city in his past on a monitor in Dewey Decimal’s house. Without words, he was speaking into the phone mounted on the dashboard of his car as he drove slowly and solemnly. His green shirt said “Pond Scum” on it. When he was finished with his message, he showed a photo of a close-up of the scar on his head where his Diamond Crown was ripped from him by a Golf God wearing Mickey Mouse ears. Tears were streaming down his face. The Shaman wept.
Obviously.
Later, during a Guardian op, he documented light beings traversing into his domain. Kathryn Renner was struggling from the next room, her words inaudible.
After Ms. Renner’s passing, The Shaman continued the noble profession of creating and using Etheric Devices. Crystals, coils, blessings, wishes, dreams.
Kathryn responded to these devices thusly: “I just love your Etheric Devices. Would you like to trade for one of my Dreamcatchers?” The response was slow and silent, but deliberate in the affirmative.
Don’t believe everything you read in “files” – even those things you are convinced are true. You didn’t kill them, Joshua. It was a lie and an illusion – just like the Steele dossier.
May The Shaman/Joshua Tree be blessed and restored to a former Glory with Diamond Crown intact and in its proper place.
The Colossus belongs to Him.
For Evermore.
Context:
Medicine Wheel liberated from Wachihi: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/rGSVkUV8IpY
Eloi High Command beads and weasel skin liberated from Wachihi for use in The Shaman’s Dreamcatcher package from Platinum Group. https://youtube.com/shorts/46k9Y0cvsuE
The Etiquette of giving and gratitude: https://gaiasophiaofearth.wordpress.com/2021/02/07/the-etiquette-of-giving-and-gratitude/
Cat’s tooth along with all you see here was delivered to The Shaman via Renner/Frankford Library shortly after this post was published.
Update 1-10-2024 – FAEDRA
This is going to sound like a silly sci-fi story to some of you, but I assure you that it is very f*cking real to me. It happened like this:
It was about 2012. I was staying in something of a bungalo at the Las Vegas Country Club (long story which I won’t go into here). I had just met a few of my support team on Cobra (Portal 2012) and they were bringing me into awareness of what my mission was here on Earth. One of them was of course Protoi Frank, one was an Angelic Protector Alliance member Kunde Ra, and another – for the purposes of this account was one from the UK: Paul Arthur Wright (Clay Dog?).
Now, because of Paul’s DNA and his proximity to important ley lines where he lived there in the UK, he had been repeatedly raped by Jimmy Savile (he so vile).
We (me and my support team) were beginning to move large numbers of souls through the portal systems. It was one such event where Paul and I were holding a portal open for some really important energies – including House of FAE and the Green Dragon – Sean Robinette. The mission was called Seraphim Mission. When Paul learned what the mission’s name was, he freaked out and started to bolt which began collapsing the portal around me. I didn’t have the authority to change Mission names, or I would have. Now Frank had told me that Paul was holding a critical key – the name of someone really super important to my future missions (as I learned later). So before I released him from the portal I asked him for the name. “FAEDRA” he said. Thank you, then I released him.
Suddenly my head started hurting at the crown area with an intensity I have never experienced before nor after. I literally thought the top of my head was going to fly off. It felt like I was about to die. So I went onto Cobra’s site and called for help from Kunde Ra who had some powerful energies in his wings. I asked him to put his shoulder to the portal to help me hold it open until we could safely close it.
Some time later, after I arrived in Dallas at the invitation of FAEDRA, I was at Dewey Decimal’s house sitting at one of the computers there. To my left was a guide who made sure I watched a video that came into my awareness. You can read the full account of that event above here on Topside.
If Paul had not bolted from his task in that Seraphim Mission, we would probably have never found Sean, (Crown horrors) the Green Dragon, and I would have probably died before I ever found FAEDRA. And humanity would have been lost to the Abyss.
Now here’s some more background on FAEDRA. I remember the day in 2013/14 when I was walking to work in Apache Junction, AZ. I was in text with Frank and I had been in contact with Troy Glen Maris (Gramps and FAEDRA – among other id’s - like the Blue Dragon of Telos. What color does equal parts of green and blue mixed together make? teal). Frank had previously told me that Troy was holding an ID called Dummy Mars (crash test dummy?). But on this day, Frank revealed to me that he was also Michael of Nebadon. Stunned, I responded something like this: “I don’t know how he’s going to handle the news that he’s Dummy Mars, how is he going to handle the Michael news?”
I’ve read some of the retweets on this LOOP post. Many are equating this being with Archangel Michael. Well, that’s partially correct, but from my perspective it’s a bit more complicated than that. This is FAEDRA – Protector of the House of Fae. Notice the absence of swords. His Presence is enough for the task.
Don’t be fooled by the appearance or the autism of his human aspect. He’s more powerful than you – or me – with one exception… and that one has swords.
Who protects the Protectors?
Once you become aware of those who watch over you, it becomes your responsibility to protect them too. I've watched Troy being attacked, abused, mistreated, falsely accused and even witnessed attempts on his life. Faedra can't be hurt nor killed, but if you attack ANY member of the House of FAE, he may look the other way or even step aside while you are attacked. He may even turn his back on you BECAUSE YOU HAVE ATTACKED FAMILY!
Don't bother requesting relief from the one with the swords either, unless you come to Him with humility, repentance and >>true<< contrition. But, depending on the severity of your crimes, that may not help you either - in fact it may be that one who is attacking you.
Paul david Hewson. You are in so much trouble - as in Barney. Even Reno is out of your reach now. Same for all aligned with you.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=p4b313s1xCg
1-15-2023 Update
Did I forget to mention that Paul Arthur Wright was Gandalf(ph) on another level? Sorry about that:
Topside 