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Have you ever denied your gifts, those special things about you which, when given freely to the world, return to you ten-fold to enrich you and the lives of everyone around you?  If this is too familiar to you then read on, this wake-up call was written for you.

Emergency Broadcast

This is not a test.

This is not a test.

Stay tuned to yourself, this is not a test.

During the next sixty seconds

you are asked to…

Zadkiel

We are all spiritually awakening.

This awakening is an accelerating process whereby our spiritual energies are increasing in vibration and power.

We all have the potential to act as catalysts to assist one another in this awakening process.

We, ourselves, have had many spiritual awakening experiences in our lives; we recently received another awakening experience, an awakening experience guided by an…

Alina

Alina crossed over early in January of 1977, her suicide seemed to be a tragic mistake, a misunderstanding.

We were sure, had we had more time, we might have reached her, we might have convinced her to abide on Earth; perhaps she fled her life the faster fearing this might be true.

We could not know then.

Our dearest friends had all failed us, or so it seemed.

Our high school friends had failed to see what was happening, they…

Alina

Our courtship of Alina waned when we left school to work for ourselves.

Our courtship had nearly disintegrated by the time Alina tried to kill herself the first time.

We had been too busy working, studying Sufism and Islam, and hanging out with our new friends.

We still loved Alina dearly, but out of context to high school there was littlle to help keep us together; also, Alina was withdrawing, hiding more and more…

Alina

Alina had been dead for 4 years or so when she invited us to rob a bank.

She sent a formal invitation, a new ATM card.

Alina had passed in January of 1977; it was now about 1982 or so, perhaps sliding into 83 in the winter or so...

Alina had been haunting us all this time.

We several times attempted to resurrect her with partial successes.

We learned a great deal about the human collective…

Alternative West

Alternative West was an amazing school.  We grew into ourselves very well there.

Learning to channel was an unexpected milestone, there would be others more humbling, but we were coming to feel like a living god in our beautiful school snuggled among many beautiful friends.

Our school sat on 52 acres of land with horses on two sides in fields and paddocks.

This land was an arboretum, many species of trees flourished here…

Alternative West was a very unusual public high school as you may gather if you have read our blogs about Alina.

Alternative West

Alternative West was set up as a school run entirely by the students; we hired our director and teachers and set our curricullums, as well as determining our class schedules and all our rules.

Of course some of our rules could not be stated publically, such as our policies regarding…

Alina

We met Alina in our second year at Alternative West High School.

Alina transferred in from the New School with a friend of ours from Junior High, Nick Ide.

The New School had been a private school similar to Alternative West that became bankrupt.

We first noticed Alina early on the second morning of the new fall semester, this was in 1975.

Alina was, perhaps, an epitome of many qualities we most respond to in physical appearances, we…

Alina

We had been courting Alina in high school for a short while, long enough to grow comfortable modelling for each other in the nude as we practiced our drawing skills together.

On one occasion we found Alina alone, tripping; she was a bit distressed which distressed us a bit in turn.

We had a firm rule among our friends to always maintain a safe, comfortable environment full of stimulating things to explore, abandoning Alina was contrary to our…

Hi friends and family, and we always mean You, whoever you may be Dear Readers,

This is a continuation of a tale we shared with our brother Cameron recently, you may read up on this earlier part of our tale here, Gharveyn's Secret; this part is an introduction and conclusion of our origins in our dragon worlds, written as an illustrated storybook for children.

(Background,…

Uriyalon’s Domain

Uriyalon sang. 

Uriyalon‘s song was sweet and pure and potent, he had recently returned from communion with his Maker.  Uriyalon’s song reverberated with tones and harmonies and rhythms which he had learned from his Creator’s song.

As Uriyalon sang he drew strength from the songs he heard from other nearby spirits.  Uriyalon carefully wove elements of their songs into his own song.

Before long those…

Irielle Escapes Despair

Irielle drifted, listening to all the many songs of Creation.  The songs were wordless melodies sung from the hearts of all of the spirits of Creation. 

Irielle danced to the eternal music; the rhythm and direction of her dance would change to follow whichever song she was focusing upon at the moment. 

Irielle could see many other spirits who also danced or drifted on the tides of the songs as she did.  The…

The Story of Creation Belonging to the Number Zero

Our tale has a beginning, a beginning that starts in this moment now.

All time is eternal, all time is now.

Time is an illusion that we create with our own minds that weaves the fabric of time into our manifestations.

All things happen in this single eternal moment of now.

From the birth of God, to the birth of Creation, all things are happening now.

All…

we've forgotten how to upload files here, but this may be a do-able work-around.  If so, we will add more files to this blog post.  the original title was a newbie greeting introduction full of links to a site that has passed away, so we just put a retread on it with this project.

The following is a somewhat neglected project whose links were all broken when the PeaceNext website passed away, bear with us as we've learned a little more, and prolly forgotten even…