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Posted By: Valiant
Date: Thursday, 3-Mar-2016 11:51:44
www.rumormill.news/41609

*SONG* “Candle on the Water” by Helen Reddy
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VGbsrrkZm1s

The pen to the paper…
Glowing burning eyes flashing
Through fluttering eyelashes…her eyes…
Through the dark, through the dawn…
Measureless countless hours,
They’re always there…waiting…

But they were immediate this time,
No greetings or how are yous…each time


I approached them now they were eager…

But her…her eyes first before all others,
The intensity… “The month that greets
As a lion and fades as a lamb shall
Show no mercy this time,” Vala hummed,
“The Earth has rolled slowly bound by
The trap of some quantum singularity
For too long now…too long…
The power of the mind to break the cycle…
The forces of nature to break the bars of
The cage that held her for too long…
The corners I called began this…

And now the penance…
Reckon with me to break the spell?
Dare to scheme another gambit of time
Discord? The little minds of men, the
Juvenile blood magic of slave witch’s to
Brew some lame attempt to collar challenge?
You have not learned what’s out there…”

OK…Vala’s tone was clearly not happy…
Just what exactly have you been doing?

“Bend to me,” Vala hummed, her face clear
Now…The piercing eyes, the slanted brow; yes
She was mad… “Oh…The fun begins…Now,
I call the elements…The elements of Earth…
The fire of her heart, her core…The waters,
The ice, the mist, the rain…The rivers,
The seas…The Earth itself…her rocks,
Her sand, her dust…from her mighty
Mountains to the lands that ride upon
The surface, her crust…And the wind…
The mighty untamable wind…The air to
Breathe…The breeze that rolls, to the
Mighty spinning, twirling walls…The air
That blasts…That nothing can catch…
I call the elements…Hear me…Bend to
Me…

And now little masters…your first lesson…
Bid upon my words…my demonstration…
Greater kindness…greater fortune…to the people…
For seasons shall know no reasons…
Spring? Summer? Ice…The storms
Will teach you now…nowhere to hide…
Below the ground? HA! Wherever
The treacherous hide the storms will find them…
For if not by wind, ice or snow…then by
Storm of ground…
Rattle, roll and crack the ground of the wicked…
Until you beg to undo what you’ve done…
The greatest shake you’ve ever known
Will find your protest…
Scheme against me…and fall where
You stand…your minds will fry…
Continue these games of yours…
And you will die…The strongest, the
Greatest names first…one by one…
The gift to spare you?
Tales of truth…Reveal the truth of deeds…
The first to stand will suffer least…
The darkness will not shield you now…
For the first time in history…Demons
Shall fall still, blind, quiet into a deep
Long 1,000 year sleep…”
Vala smiled long and wild…
“Walk softly now…the rules have changed.
Bend to me little masters of men, the
Mortal world…spoiled by coils of treacherous
Serpent’s grasp…
Of mice…like men…How does the reptile
Know mice? It consumes them…alive…
Bend to me…The dark minds fry…Fried and
Twisted by their lies…nowhere to run…nowhere
To hide…Cabal…Vile Draconian, the secret
Serpents that hide…and lie…Now…why?
I have had enough…The hour glass
Of prophetic promise has showered its
Last particle of sand…Time is up…
Bend to me…
For I have come…to, and will break you.”

I saw Varence just standing there…
He said nothing, he was only held in some
Trance-like state mesmerized by Vala’s words…
It was clear this was her way…

They were planning something, had planned
Something…and now it was coming to pass…

“Don’t fret on Varence’s words,” Vala
Hummed and smiled… “He will speak when
He is meant to…For now it’s time for
A little something different.”

“We’ve waited long enough.” Rana said…
Her grin was wild, like the look in her
Golden eyes…as she and Vala stood side by
Side…before me…taking the lead…
“Vala has such a way with words…”
Rana seemed to purr as she stood there
Her eyes dancing this way and that,
Her arms slightly crossed…with the
Fingers of her right hand playing with
The long auburn curls that fell down
Her shoulders… “But I prefer a different
Approach…The right words do weave a spell
Of the mind…”

“Paint the picture…in words, or by lead of
Pencil, ink or paint to paper canvas…
For the mind, the inner light of the reader…”
Vala explained beaming with joy… “And
Low and behold…The Ether Realms flash
With lightning psychic thunder nothing can
Match…Of course it must be done the right
Way to burst the quantum bubble…”

“Or turn the formidable…Gilded steel
Goliath empire of the dark kind…to glass…”
Rana laughed… “Then shatter it to pieces
By the unseen…underestimated…cat hiding
In the grass.”
They laughed together…These two were dangerous
Together…

The other sisters just watched, listened…
Kierista was cautious…Evangella curious…
Diana laughed…Venus was amused…
Then Ceres moved to join them…

“I still wonder if they will understand,
I’ve seen enough to doubt.” Ceres replied
As she too played with her hair.

“I will break them.” Vala said angrily, no
Hum… “They can’t see past their greed…
They’ve fermented a slave world to support
This…They have a world obsessed with
Money and material pleasures…that serves to
Only fortify the unending pursuit
Of more money and wealth…Set them free…
So that greater things can be found.”

“I see the point in having us together,” Rana
Said…then noting Varence’s intentions…
He was still quiet though… “I never found
This fueled chemistry before as I do now…
There is a magic in bringing the right
People together…A completion that one
Cannot find alone…”

“Ah, but you forget the eyes and ears
That find these words.” Ceres said pointing
To the notebook… “They, this world still
Has limited vision…They see soul mates
In such small views…bound by
Misconceptions…by their upbringing…
They think a soul mate is only found in a
Lover…Another word thrown around
Carelessly…You should have bound or
Restrained their hormones entirely…then
Watch the mess ensue.”

“One thing at a time.” Vala hummed. “One
Thing at a time…”

“I would have blood for blood lost,” Rana
Growled through gritted teeth… “For the
Innocent…Ah, if only there were some
Way…As the Lion Men would teach their
Rebel youths…Hordes of angry young
Men…The scourge of chaos…They
Revel in disciplining such hordes…As I
Would…” Rana stared wickedly at the
Notebook… “Can you imagine if some
Dark plot were planned by such
Impetus greedy little minds by
Puppeteering hordes of angry young
Men…spreading them abroad to instill
Fear and chaos…What a feast for lions…
Easy targets…Now if the world had
Half a brain they would tame that
Plan before someone got hurt…Lest the
Ones who planned it fall first.”

“They’re not stupid.” Vala hummed.
“Such a filthy stupid plan would
Make me very angry…For I would
Raise the wind and sea…in storms without
End…Nature would grow very angry.”

“Oh well…They’re not that stupid…” Rana
Said… “But that would be a warning
From eyes above…”

“Too bad,” Vala hummed… “That would
Be too easy.”

“What would you do if such a thing
Were…theoretically a chance?” Rana
Asked.

Vala thought for a moment. “I would ponder
Something fun…Since they were played
As puppets I would have play with
The strings…Of both the puppet and the
Master…”

Ceres was playfully curious… “And that
Would be?”

“Something ridiculous,” Vala hummed,
“Something just…warranting the
Stupidity…” She hummed her siren’s
Melody… “Chance this plot of
Wicked hordes? Then cast upon them
Unending witless, brainless, relentless
Lack of coordination…Let the puppets
Find it impossible to think, walk, plot
Or stand or scheme…Cut the strings and
Let them fumble in every cause…lost
Again and again until they become like
Children…needing to learn to walk
And talk again…Bend to me, forever
Break to me…And the same to their
Masters…Bend to me…Break to me…
Scheme to raise the slightest thing
Against me…and fall hard to the
Ground…Embrace the ground…and let
The Earth teach furious lessons…”

There was a pause of reflection…
They looked to me for a comment.

“I have no idea what to say.” I said
To them…They were clearly up to
Something big…I turned to Varence…
He had said nothing and I was
Actually concerned… “Can you say
Something?”

“This is their moment.” Varence respected
It…plain face, a brief quiet smile. “The
Time for things…Who am I to stand
In their way?”

“Are you ill?” Ceres laughed at him…
“You? Stand in the way? There are
Countless riddles there…”

Vala smiled… “He is not will…” she
Hummed… “He knows when to speak…
Which reminds me…if…if there was
Also some darkly conceived plot…or even
Accidental cursed effect…of illness to
Strike and suffer across the land then
I would disrupt that with one simple
Wish…from the heart, this simple sure
To break the curse of disease and
Sickness…LAUGH…Smile and laugh…
And with that each time let the inner
Light of each spirit cast its own spell
Of invincible antidote…with cured vitality,
Rigor and youth.”

Rana nodded to Vala’s words. “Truly
Challenge every plot, of course. And I
Like that one…so simple…smile…laugh…
A free cure for one and all…Then
Let them find hope and joy in all things
Again and again…For laughter is
The best medicine.”

“Enchanting wisdom of the ages.” Varence
Then nodded too. “The best things are always
Free…To believe in them…We just
Need to help that faith to believe…”

“Again you talk of miracles.” Ceres said
Shaking her head…

“In all that you have heard so far,”
Varence pleaded with her…to them…
“Can you not see the magic in the words?
You feel things…They feel things…
The eyes…so many eyes…windows to
Souls and dreams, the treasures! The
Ears…so many ears! To have them
Hear…listen…reason, then dream and
Decide…souls come alive this way…
They don’t grow standing still…And they
Can’t fight when hope is gone…or
When dreams are chained to
Laws or taxed by fear.”

“A slave world…” Ceres told him
Firmly… “Ask how many believe in
Their dreams…go on…Ask him…”

Varence moved forward, past them to
Stand kindly close, then knelt before
Me…looked into my eyes…as a friend.
“I’m not trying to torture you…by
Asking you to share these dreams you’ve
Had…because they were more than dreams…”

“No,” I said, I told him… “They were
Nightmares…Only a few were magical…
Beyond real…And only a few happened
When I was wide awake, not asleep at
All.”

“Do you see now why I ask you to
Write certain things at certain times?”
Varence asked.

I felt it coming…Again, here it was…
He was going to ask me again to tell
Another one!

“I swear it feels more like writing
A diary rather than anything else.”

“Trust me…” Varence only said.

“That is the trickiest phrase in all of
History!” I told him.

Rana laughed loud. “I like him more
And more!”

Varence gave a playful grimace… “Please
Then…Please.”

“Alright.” I agreed, I could only think of
The little old Asian man, the Master, and
Smile…The job…The promise…

“Remember when I asked you about the date?”
Varence asked.

“Yes.” I replied.

“Have you found anything…interesting since?”

He asked…The sisters giving curious ears.

“Yes.” I could only say…He knew what
I was thinking…What had always
Haunted my mind… “Clues everywhere…
Irregularities…since 2009…since the
Crystal skull appeared, hovering over my
Bed that night I went to bed in
May of 2009…”

“Go with that…” Varence instructed,
Kneeling down, resting his folded arms
Upon one knee… “Put it to paper…
Let your mind free…”

If I could only make sense of every
Strange event…But the others could fill
In the blanks…of my group I mean…
“The skull downloaded…copied everything
In my head…to preserve it, protect it…
Then it said await activation…await
Activation…
Sometimes it felt like time goes backwards…
And endless loop, reciting the past…maybe
To cope with past wounds…a broken
Future…The time loop…Time manipulation…

My life has been consumed by time
Twists…Oddities involving time no one could
Explain…And when I asked for advice
On this, either I got blank faces or was
Told I think too much…

The biggest problem with the world is that
When someone does not understand
Something…They call you crazy, or say
You think too much…or have an
Overactive imagination…
Deductions of the simple minded!
Deductions of the slave herd mentality…
So as not to rock the boat…

What else could I share?
The visitor…
Or rather…visitors…

The beautiful blond woman, this sister
Kierista…who would appear at key points
In my life to warn me…or reassure
Me that everything would be alright no
Matter what happened…
How could she know…unless she was
From the future? Travelling in time!”

“But what did you wonder most?” Varence
Asked…as Kierista leaned closer with
Great interest to her part…

“What future was she from…What
Was the connection to me, why?” I asked.

“You limit your thinking…” Varence said
Mysteriously… “To thinking it’s just
About Earth. Yes, time travel is a very
Complicated subject…But factor in the
Universe…other worlds…And the variables
Become endless.”

I phased into the memories...recalling
Her visits…every few years… “The most
Striking was when I was about 7 or 8…
That’s when the premonitions became
The most intense…It was like whenever
She came it triggered a lot of premonitions
Almost as if…I was exposed to a time
Travel device and the result caused a
Psychic reaction…

I didn’t just have a déjà vu…I dreamt
In vivid detail about things before they
Happened…
I would do homework assignments
Before they were assigned…I knew people
Before they came into my life…
But it wasn’t consistent…These things
Happened around her visits…

One of her visits was especially…interesting…
I dreamt…or possibly dreamt…rather real…
I awoke in e bed, but it wasn’t my bed
Or room…It was a very sterile hazy
Room…full of glass shelves, shiny surfaces…
Objects on the shelves I couldn’t begin to
Describe…There was a transparent-like
Wall by a door…Where she stood talking
To someone…I recognized her, but I could
Only see her back…She was talking
To a man, they were whispering…
Little did they know my family nick-name
For me as a child was rabbit ears…
I had super-sensitive hearing…

But I remember…The haunting
Conversation…All I could see of him was
The shadow of him cast on the wall…he
Did not want to be seen…They were arguing…
“I don’t like this,” she said to him.

“You don’t have a choice,” he whispered,
“You have to do this.” He was strict.
“Now get in there and talk to him.”

“He is so young, so small.” She was angry,
But whispered. “I can’t do this. It’s awful!
How can we allow this? We can spare him
From all of this is we just take him. For…
Such things to go through! How cam you
Ask that of anyone? Let alone a child!”

“Everyone plays a part with their life,”
He whispered, “Young or old…Child or
Adult. The roles we play determine the
Nature of things. You cannot stop this.
Now he plays his part. Now go in there
And reassure him no matter what you
Have to say!”

She fought him, “How can you expect me
To say that to a child knowing what
Exists, what’s to come? Could you do that?
NO! What those children went through,
Go through…is disgusting!”

“You have no say here,” he insisted in a
Harsh whisper, “Keep your opinions and
Play your part. You are not here to
Sympathize!”

“We should take those children,” she
Argued, “some place safe…before they
Remember anything…If the day comes
When they remember what happened to
Them…”

They paused…
“He’s awake,” the man whispered, “He
Is listening to everything we say. Now
Go in there. Say nothing about this!”

She came in the room…sat on the
Bed…looked at me so tenderly…I
Remember she looked like she would burst
Into tears…
“Who are you?” I asked. “Where am I?”

“You’re going to be fine.” She only said.
She did cry a little, brief tears she
Fought with. “No matter what happens
You are going to be alright. I’m here to
Tell you that.”

She scared me to death… “Why? What do
You mean? What’s coming? What’s going
To happen?”

She just kept telling me, “You’re going
To be fine.” Not to worry, not to think
About it…Just to keep going…keep going…
Believe that it will make sense one day…
Smiling…Tearful smiles…Her
Reassurance was like a peaceful warning…
I would ask questions she never answered…
She only said she was there to help…
To give hope…Then she would disappear…

Yet always, every single time, there was
An intense sense that she wanted to
Take me away and hide me away from
What was happening…to me, to others…
And from things to come…

And I buried the memories…because
You see…each time she came…there
Were flashes…of memories broken, stolen
Or blocked inside my mind of something
Awful…some awful plan that was there…
Some secret going on…and also a hidden
Project that she was apart of to change
Things…Not her fault…Like a duality of plans…

I was too young…It made no sense…
The flashes…
The flashes…of the past…
Premonitions of things to come…
It scared me to death…

She, her visits, were a warning…
But she was also a beacon of hope…
A lighthouse in a storm of darkness…
Real darkness…beyond words…
That’s why I picked the song
Candle on the Water…That’s who she
Was…for all of us…

The flashes…I’ve had them since I
Can remember…I’ve never told anyone
About them until here now with the pen
And paper…
Terrifying…A trickster…Taunting
Children at night…From the shadows in
The corner…The monster in the closet…
In the night shadows…wherever you can’t
See…beneath the bed…behind the blind
Corner…Its sinister voice…lies and
Schemes to play with your head…
Children in cages…crying…
These…dark creature things…
Patrolling aisles of cages…children
In cages…These things studying every
Single cage, every child…
Burning their eyes into you…The
Terror was so overwhelming you blocked
It out…

They were studying the children…
Looking for something…An experiment?
For what? They were desperate to find
It…To find the child, the children with
It…Some fought, some screamed…
There was no choice…you were a
Subject…And they tested your limits…
Rushed you to a maximum fear…Terror…
The weak disappeared…Those that
Passed the test of interest were
Returned to their beds…as if nothing
Happened…It was a dream, a nightmare…
And during the day life went on…

Those awful flashes! I can only half
Remember…So few survived…
Missing persons…Missing children…

This woman…Kierista…The candle on
The water…Her people…knew about
This…And planned alongside it, against it…
The Great Hall, The Assembly…
The Chosen…These were people selected
From the dark kind’s experiment…
All of them…children from the cages…

Abductees, trainees, mind-slaves, body-laves,
Initiates of the collective…
The Great Hall Assembly was a gamble…
This experiment is HUGE!
My God…What is going on?”

“That…is why we are here.” Varence said
Quietly. “Why I gathered them here.
For the chance…to change everything…”

To put all the pieces still scared me to
Death. The government has no clue about
This, nor any secret agency…only partially
…until here now…

That’s why they go along with it…
How can they fight something bigger,
Beyond their understanding?
They can’t…No one can fight the
Empire…
But then no one can fight Heaven either…

“And so I gathered the sisters,” Varence
Explained, “To reason this…No one mind
Can grasp this…Even now these words,
Readers will scratch their heads…The
Sisters here…The goddess wisdom in their
Unity, their family ties…and likewise in
Their independent knowledge and experience
Is needed here…” Varence focused intensely,
Those supernatural pearly eyes of his…
“Please continue writing…I know you
Don’t understand…But like the Ascended
Master told you…This…is how the
Answers come.”

The God Project…An experiment of the
Ages…From one world to another…
The scheme of the empire to conquer
All things under Heaven…And egotistically
Then Heaven as well…
But you can’t conquer Heaven…
To find those, create or breed those
That could create a bridge to Heaven…

But…As with the gift of the Angel…
Heaven knows this…And of course
Prepared well for it…For when the
Bridge was made…The day of reckoning…
Ragnarok…Doomsday…Judgment
Day…

The questions constant from all
Directions…
What is Heaven? What is the Angel?
I told you…The unbreakable oath to
The angel with the crown…

The questions from the people…who only
Care, or see, one thing…The slave world
Mentality…Give us the money! Save us!
When will the aliens finally come and
Save us?

The world powers know that answer…

So you want to know…
I’ve been trying; they’ve been trying to
Help open the mind with inspiration…
Unlock the mind, free the mind…
More than written words…Between
The lines…The feelings…

The constant visitors…To see the light…
The visitor…The Blue Man…
Who came and sat beside me in some
Dreamscape created coffee shop to
Talk to me casually…As if that worked…
The Blue Man, tall, broad-shouldered…
The features beyond description…The purplish
Veins in his skin…The chartreuse-like
Tint to his eyes…That odd bulging
Forehead…The synthesizer-heavy tone to
His echoing voice as we talked…
“Hello,” he said, “How are you?”

All I could say was, “You’re blue!?
You’re a blue man talking to me! Don’t
Play mind games like this is normal.
You’re an alien…You have something to
Say, just day it. Don’t play time with
Small talk.”

He laughed. “Fine then…I like you…”

“Yeah, yeah, I’ve heard that before.” I
Said.

He just stared at me with those eyes…
No words to describe it. “So ask me.”

“You know what people want to know,”
I said, so tired, “They ask all the time.”

He nodded, smiled. “They’re not ready.
They want to be saved. They do not know
What that means. They do not know
Themselves.”

I just shook my head. “How am I
Supposed to tell them that. No one wants
To hear it, no one wants to hear that.”

“I have no other offer.” He said…
Pleasantly…no regret…

“I was afraid of that.” I said.

He made me offers…I dismissed them…
I was really tired of their offers…It
Got so aggravating I was afraid to go
To sleep…

The Visitor…
Years ago…I had this very close friend,
I thought the world of…Before Thanksgiving
His mom passed away, she dropped to
The ground right in front of him from a
Severe aneurism…
It devastated him…

A few months later, a woman came to me
In a dream and introduced herself as his
Mother…She demonstrated behavior only
He would know…and when I told him,
He confirmed this…stunned, because
He did not believe in these things…
In the dream…she thanked me…
Asked me to watch over him no
Matter what…Then showed me maps
Of the future United States…
Oh joy! Oh fun! The dreams never ended…

And then…she led me out of the room
Onto what appeared to be the rooftop
Of a skyscraper…Full of people wearing
These thick big black sunglasses all
Gathered along the railing…staring off
At the horizon…
It was near dusk…twilight…
Then the light began to…reverse?
And the entire crowd began to chant…
The light is coming…
The light is coming…
The light is coming…

What is this light? Another sun?
Nibiru? A cosmic visitor? A quantum
Singularity to burst the bubble?
Your guess is as good as mine.

“The possibilities…” Varence said…
“Hmmm…But then it could just be
A fragment of a star…More comets
Being thrown at the Earth.”

“Thrown?” I asked. “On purpose?”

“Surely you didn’t think all these
Meteors being seen were random?”
Ceres asked. “No, they are being
Sent, tossed your way quite deliberately.”

“Why?” I asked.

“To finish what was started…” Ceres
Told, explained kindly… “The empire
Violates time…Other powers from other
Universes will target anything they
See as a threat as the deadline grows near.”

I was so tired of this…

“Listen,” Vala said, “And I want to
Say this clearly…You’ve done enough…
More than you know are impressed…
And for those who do not understand…
Equally…Those could care less…
And the little ideas that get tossed
About we find very hysterical.”

“I wish I did.” I told them.

Varence held his knee as he remained
Kneeling in front of me. “Listen to her this
Time…right now…There are things to
Come for you…good things…And if there
Were any sense in those in power listening
They would take these stories and VERY
Kindly share them with the world…
Fiction…Non-fiction…It is the BEST advice
To give to those who would have trouble
Listening. Few will understand its true…
But the magic in the words is there…”

“Now,” Vala hummed, “Remember…
Remember in kind…The answers they
Seek…They already have them…For
You and yours I would and will have peace…
But…And heed these words…
I will say what they cannot…
For those arrogant enough to recklessly,
Purposely pursue this current system…
It shall fail…
Bend to me…The empire is a
Sandcastle…and the tide is coming in…
A great frothing, writhing tide…
They should not have built such
Castles of sand on the shores against
Such a great sea…
These are the lessons to be learned…
Of Heaven…of the forces of nature…
Of the elements…
Of water…
The sandcastles against the sea…
The waters of intuition…
They asked the questions…
Now they get the answers they refuse to hear.”

Valiant



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