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"Thanks, I will-I don't know how close but they should be better than the vids I have. One night 5 craft lined in formation and brightly lumbered through the sky, but I didn't have my camera."
"Yup, good luck with the new camera....👍🏻📸...and send my regards to them..."
"Thanks Drexk-I purchased a new camera-tomorrow night looks like clear skies and I should get some good closeups of the GFL craft."
"As easily as if they were balloons, by rods and hands, they slipped the stones into place, at which point the sound was stopped and their weight was normalised...
Like being in space...A 200 ton granite block....no problem..!! ;-)…"
Like being in space...A 200 ton granite block....no problem..!! ;-)…"
"After levitating the stones, how did they direct them?"
"A "sustained note," in Sumerian cuneiform, is 𒋾𒊓Sound harmonics using the human singing voice was practised in ancient times, to move and place, massive granite blocks into exact positions, within temple walls....The Sumerian priests were taught by…"
"𒈣....Of course, Ark technology far predates the time of Moses and the ancient Sumerians described their own Ark(s) in exact technical terms, within clay tablet records we can view today and be astounded, by the parallels between the biblical…"
"𒈣....Of course, Ark technology far predates the time of Moses and the ancient Sumerians described their own Ark(s) in exact technical terms, within clay tablet records we can view today and be astounded, by the parallels between the biblical…"
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Well, I know I have to love myself so much more these days because this world anymore is trying to steal peace. Being in this world but not of it is what I am doing. Nurturing my soul selfishly these days. Abundant Blessings of Peace and Harmony to All. Thank You Infinite Soul.
Yeah, I came here to send a bunch of mobsters into the dirt. To see people being taken away, just cracked walls painted with crimson misery.
Watching familiar vultures launching stabs against each other's eyes, for meaningless riches. Playing sides between opposites. People devoid of spirit fighting over nothing.
To witness them betray their "beloved ones" with their own family. Watching my parents abandon me, and the world turning on me, treating my heart like worthless nothingness, for nothing.
Dreaming about her every night and day, disconnected from everything else. Getting high on hope and dreams for dried souls.
You pretty much nailed it. Everything is Love everywhere... even hate and even lower instincts. That includes this bizarre experience, and many others from beyond.
Something positive though, it doesn't matter anymore... and that's a relief, because no matter how tempting might messy love be, my heart is still mesmerizing beyond everything else.
And fear does nothing but making this flame burn even brighter.
I've been tempted many times already, oh my... but I've a disease known as "idealism" a sickness which draws power from negative experiences.