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Abiquor, Athabantian, Dragons, Lamas, Kachinas and Secrets

(from Teo’Na and Fa)

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You want to know more. We have been waiting on Earliest Remaining Surface Residents to step forward in a new way, but they are waiting. Very well.

Please visualize Gaia/Terra/Earth as a collection of simultaneously-occurring spheres, approximately coincident in location, on a variety of “dimensions”.

Try to see this without using words. Music may be helpful. Think of musical chords and notes.

If you feel you need images, picture glass spheres, especially Witches Balls.

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Now visualize that one sphere may host a world the size of a snow flake. One may be the size of a galaxy, or larger. Ranging from marbles to bubbles to globes to planets… All sizes you can comprehend. Each fills the same amount of “space”, even though they appear to be different “sizes”. Wrap your mind around this.

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Now understand that each sphere has a story accompanying it. Each story is written by a different author, and many are in different languages. Some share languages and characters. Some run similar plot lines.

Additionally, each story has been developed into a screenplay. And each screenplay has been produced as a movie. And each movie has been reviewed by many – perhaps countless – critics. (Think religion and culture.) And each movie has many sequels. And remakes. Over and over and over again.

Until you finally get bored. Again.

Now imagine that within each sphere, each world, there are connecting windows or portals. And some beings are able to jump from one world/dimension/movie to another.

Think about this for a while, and remember that productions usually run more smoothly when the cast works together.

Right now we EACH think its our scene, our cue, our soliloquy. OURS. Watch out, listen out. You may miss something while others recite their lines at the same time.

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Abiquor is both vast beyond imagining, and small enough to fit into a single night’s dream. Dragons are simultaneously extinct, hiding, imaginary, and your alter selves.

Can you permit yourself to envision dragons soaring alongside Athabantian? Or Heruka dancing with Crow Mother Maiden? Can you sit in the Crystallarium at Abiquor and then return to your bed, to realize it is the size of the Universe?

Can you begin to understand what that flock of birds is saying to you – yes, YOU – and answer them? Are you willing to notice the colors that your MIND has trained your brain NOT to see? Can you relax enough to allow the flood of images (you constantly perceive) to wash your reality when you close your eyes? Better yet, even when your eyes are “open”? (Which means they are “really” just filtering more aggressively…)

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Accomplish these realizations and the world will be your oyster. Literally.

Until then, all worlds will seem separate, and your doubts will rule your perceptions.

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I’wah: Destiny As A Workforce

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(Message from Teo’Na, about I’wah)

Delivering difficult messages, a little at a time. All is fluid, all is inter-dimensional. Cryptic messages ease us into understanding. The love and light that we send eases the transitions.

Gaia/Terra/Earth will shake herself of the dust, more gently if we ask for that. This just takes more “time”.

Those who are able to pass through the veil (“fence marked by the bat”) will be able to move with I’wah into the next realm.

(Leslee’s comments: The energies of the past few days have been very quiet yet intense… Hints of how the world is shifting. I understand this message to be about what is coming, with links to Hopi wisdom and Inner Earth connections. The stronger our internal connection and clarity, the better we will be able to follow signs that lead us where we wish to go. Refuge exists, spanning multiple dimensions.)

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Lou’s YouTube Channel: Nearly Nightly Visitors

Just gotta share this with everyone… Lou Canola records the sky over Melbourne AU on clear nights, with his night-vision cameras… He posts very short videos quite often. No fanfare, just take a look… I highly recommend his channel. This video is particularly detailed…

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LIGHT PORTAL TO ASCENSION – 30 APRIL 2012

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On May 30, 2012, I was photographing clouds in Atlanta… As I reviewed the photos, hoping to see some blue orbs (which I’ve been seeing since early 2012), I noticed something even more interesting…

A red and green swirling light, set within a series of triangular forms within the clouds…

I enlarged and enhanced the photo, and realized it had an uncanny correlation to a crop circle published by American Kabuki on April 28, 2012.

I’ve created a video showing an overlay of the portal and crop circle…

Step-by-step instructions for the meditation to follow soon…

There are 11 crop circles which remain to be explained…

You may find the video here: http://youtu.be/TjP0V4SPidQ

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UPDATE: Synchronicities 2012_03_26

(from Leslee)

I’ve met a number of profound-feeling synchronicities in the past few weeks.

Adca Mupea, Merhea Cahdeh, and Teo’Na have been supplying me regularly with information about the Inner Layers of Gaia.

Much of my attention has been focused on meetings with Umbro, the Crew of Tulya, and my friends on the Spirit Train Chronicles. (I hope to provide links soon)

We have shared dream and meditation experiences, with enough consistency and volume that many of us have become convinced beyond doubt that We are all connected, and may share experiences in the realms beyond that which we experience while “awake” on the 3D world of Earth in the Julian-calendar year of 2012.

During this process, I have received (from my Guides) several images and explanations of how our worlds inter-connect, and how we may access various “planes” and “places”.

Once I felt confident that connections had been established, I began to feel drawn to spend more time researching Inner Earth and the information that this site BUTTA is meant to share.

Almost immediately, a dear friend sent me some links to videos about Admiral Byrd’s expeditions. This led me to meet a person who has evidently done much research about Gaia, and has many questions.

I’m encouraged by the meeting, because, after all, the name of this site (ass given to me by my Guides) is “Because You Think To Ask”, and it has been my understanding that this site is meant as a resource for those who will have many questions about Gaia.

Why do I say “WILL” have many questions?

Because I sense that we are about to receive some earth-shaking new about Gaia.

I believe we are about to need to re-write our manuals of Geology, Geography, Archaeology, Astronomy, Astrology, Physics, Earth Sciences, Biology, Psychiatry, Psychology, and Religion. Oh, and History. And I’ve probably neglected a field or two, somewhere along the way…

This gentleman’s questions demand answers which begin to stitch together all history and legend as we know it.

It may seem questionable that the answers claim to be arriving telepathically.

This would not have been necessary, if certain parties had allowed Gaia to proceed along her intended course, without self-serving influence.

Now, the time has come to offer the “lost” information.

Now it is time for Admiral Byrd’s full message to be delivered, as entrusted to him by the “Master” of Inner earth.

Another piece of the synchronous puzzle was supplied by a movie I watched last weekend:

The Pagan Queen

Knezna Libuse Czech Republic
Koroleva slavyan Russia (dubbed version)
Pagan Queen – Die Königin der Barbaren Germany

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1096997/?licb=0.8559203851036727

This movie portrays the legend of Libusse, the Slavic Queen who founded Prague. I will leave you to watch the film; if you’re interested in Inner Earth, it is well worth your time.

If you’re interested in Gaia’s well-being or the fall of Atlantis or Lemuria, it is worth watching as a cautionary tale.

We received another list of questions this morning, and in making a brief inquiry with Teo’Na, I am given to understand that we will not only continue to describe and explain the Slavic/Nordic aspect of the story of Gaia, we will soon venture into the connections related to Ireland and Branwen…

For now, here is the link to the answers I’ve received from Teo’Na for the first set of questions I’ve received.

I feel there will be much more soon to come.

Thank you very much for reading.

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TELOS DREAM 3 March 2012

DREAM ~ 3 March 2012

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I arrive at a small house in Central Texas (?), where many of my friends are gathered for a party, to celebrate a journey we’re about to make together.

The house belongs to my friend “Eustace” (Stick energy)… He’s sort of like our teacher or guide for the interim, who has guided us to this point and is about to show us all how to launch into the next phase of our lessons.

I pass through the house briefly, greeting my friends, because I really want to get to Eustace’s back yard and see my Dad, whom I haven’t seen in a long time.

The back yard is small, and very magical, like a small fairy glen with tall trees, mossy grass, and tiny wildflowers.

My Dad has been busy digging a large hole, and he’s almost finished. He’s done an amazing amount of work for one day: it’s a large cube of a hole, as long on a side as he is tall. I look down into it.

The soil is dark and dense, so the walls of the hole are quite firm. At the surface it’s more brown, but as it gets deeper it becomes almost black. He knows it’s time to stop digging, because he has hit a large black pipe with a pointed cap on it, and that is the portal through which we’ll pass to get deeper into Gaia. [Ghost Radar: that] That portal had been buried for many years, many generations in fact, and Eustace had been guarding it for a very long time.

There are two other objects buried with the pipe: a big, fat, partly-burned tire from a drag-racing vehicle, and a box of jewels. Many lifetimes ago, we had left the jewels for ourselves to find in the future. Each of us had a crystal which acted as a sort of key, to attune ourselves to memory and location.

Dad goes inside to tell everyone the hole is ready, so they begin to come outside, one at a time, and quietly look, hoping the neighbors don’t notice.

Two very cheerful, friendly dogs come up, very excited to see me. One is a small white poodle-like dog, belonging to a neighbor I saw walking yesterday. The other is a medium-sized dog that looks a bit like an Australian shepherd, but he’s solid black in color. (Could this one be Gunner’s dog?)

There’s a chair sitting near the hole, that is a rather hi-tech chair, and it’s been sitting out in the weather for some time. The frame is made of tubular gray metal, and it has wheels, but the seat is like a thick pad of mossy sod, and the wheels have become embedded into the soil. It’s as if the chair is growing out of the land.

We decide to wait until nightfall to make our journey, to improve our chances of doing it secretly, so we all go back inside to Eustace’s house, to help him put things away and get it in order. We know that none of us will return here, at least not for a very, very long time.

[yard teacher plane] We will “pretend” to stay in 3D [noted solve differ land Philadelphia (brotherly love) variety difference you’ll determine meet go unknown fine was]

(This is where I got stuck in wiriting the dream… I knew there was something or someone missing, and that my Guides were witholding a piece of information rather than explaining it to me… They were trying to tell me that I had forgotten a part of the dream… Later, when I posted a brief description of who was in the dream, Babajij pointed out that he was Invisible Eagle Feather in the dream… That was the missing piece!)

… by leaving some sorts of artifacts of our existence, that will lead others in 3D to believe that we are still there. Babajij (Invisible Eagle Feather) offers to remain as the Gatekeeper, to divert attention away from the hole and the flue and the journey that we’ve undertaken.

I don’t remember how we actually use the pipe (it’s like a flue in the Harry Potter movies), but the next thing I recall is finding myself on the street in Telos.

I’m standing on the edge of a large rectangular plaza, and as soon as I appear there, I [though] begin walking swiftly towards the large, long building high up on the hill. This is a building I know well.

(I’ve only recently come to realize that this very familiar place is Telos. I’ve been dreaming of going there throughout this lifetime. Although there seem to be a nighttime and daytime, I’ve never noticed a sun or moon or stars. The light is always very gentle and uniform, as if the entire sky glows with a strong, soft light. The buildings often look slightly different from dream to dream, but I can always orient myself and know where I am, and in which directions I’ll find which buildings.)

As I reach the building at the top of the hill, I enter the courtyard between the classroom building and the conference/entertaniment center. There I meet Suntria, who says that she’d like to go see the busy shopping district and cafe’s, to get familiar with the place and see who else is here. We walk along the outside of the classroom building. The first rooms, which are for adult education, are empty because it’s the weekend and there are no classes in session.

Finally we reach the end of the building where the children’s classes are, and we pause because we can see, across a small garden courtyard, Lisa standing in the middle of a classroom with several little girls in it. They are all dancing around, wearing cheerful hand-painted paper fairy wings. Lisa’s daughters turn and wave to us (Nolwazi is about 3, and they both have golden-bronze skin and long, very curly brown hair), as we walk by.

Finally, we reach the corner intersection, and across the street we see Steffie sitting with Tauno at a cafe table, having a coffee. Gunner is standing there talking to them, telling them jokes, and they’re laughing very hard! He’s wearing a conductor’s uniform, with a round hat and a light blue short-sleeved shirt. He’s holding a silver whistle, and tells us how much he loves his job. He’s a good-will ambassador for Telos; he greets all the people arriving from 3D, and is epsecially good at handling the Americans.

In general, Gunner lets people know where they can find particular buildings and activities. One of the reasons he’s especially good with the Americans is that he can help them find the Angels, and once Americans meet the Angels, they tend to become more quiet and reflective and respectful. This benefits everyone in Telos. Gunner also monitors security in this very dense and active part of Telos, and makes sure that people just arriving from 3D get accustomed to Telos gradually.

A we’re standing there, Steffie gestures to me that she really needs to find a toilet, but there don’t seem to be any around… I laugh and tell her that yes, they are rather tucked away, because the Telosians don’t need them as often as we do… But I can show her where they are. She hesitates, saying it might be too much trouble, but we all laugh as all the women say that they need to find the restroom too! Gunner has a real laugh about this, gives me permission to take the ladies to the restrooms, and walks off towards the square.

[call charge swept discussion ]

The four of us (Tauno, Steffie, Suntria and myself) walk over to the block of buildings where the toilets are. There are many shops, small restaurants and moview theaters, and the place is teeming with people.

We spot Troy with his family, and wave to say hello. He understands the rush we’re in, so he simply calls out that he and his family are living in Telos now, and that we’ll talk more soon. He seems very happy.

We go first to the public restrooms [club plain] that are tucked away between the businesses; all of them are full, with people waiting in line, or out of service. Some of the people in line are in a rather sullen mood, but I can tell it’s only because they’re new, and still expecting to find the same conditions they had on Earth’s surface.

The ladies and I now walk quickly around to the rear of on of the buildings, and I whipser that I can show them where the private toilets are. We walk through a maze of tiny shops and booths selling all manner of items. We finally reach the entrance doors, and enter a large space that looks like a hotel lobby. We run up a couple small fllights of open, monumental stairs, past several small groups of people, and eventually find the small, private restrooms that are tucked away between conference rooms and dining rooms. We still have to search a bit before we find some that are available. Gunner had mentioned that the restrooms were maintained primarily for the “3D-ers” (3 dears), and that there had been such an influx lately that Telos needed to generate more soon.

Once we’ve finished there, we head off back along the hilltop, back along the classroom building, towards the performance hall. There, in the long concourse, people are queueing up to go to the comedy act that will be playing soon: “As The Planet Burns – Recollections Of A 3D Fantasy”, starring SpaceMuffin and John!

There’s quite a crowd waiting; some (like us) already have tickets, so we’re able to sit on benches along the wall. Across the concourse is a long queue of people waiting to purchase tickets. Steffie, Tauno and Suntria wander off to look around, while I take a seat on a bench. Across the concourse I notice a young father (Konstantinos) with his wife and two children. They seem very happy and loving, even though the little boy (who is about 8 years old) seems to have some health issues. With some concern, Konstantinos lifts up his son and carries him, as the queue moves along up the sloped floor.

Tauno comes and sits beside me, feeling a little sad and homesick. But she’s very happy because she’s found her crystal collection, and has brought it to show me. She produces a large crystal/glass tray that is a circle with straight sides and a flat crystal lid. On the lid are engraved radial lines (like a starburst), and a pattern of dots (like braille) and characters. The characters look like a blend of Chinese writing and Celtic runes.

I’m admiring her beautiful stones. in particular is a gorgeous quartz point with a portal configuration, and it has been fused with a metallic coating that makes its surface shimmer like a midnight sky filled with stars. There is also a blunt point that is shaped like a rough ruby, but looks like carnelian. In the center is a moonstone disk carved with an all-seeing eye.

The round case is divided much like an astrological chart into 12 segments. The blue and red stones, along with an aquamarine, take up three of the compartments, at 5 through 7 o’clock. The other compartments are filled with an assortment of quartz points, with a few small spheres. Tauno beams as she looks at them once again… Finding the tray of stones has made her immensely happy.

Shortly after I hand Tauno’s crystal case back to her, the ushers begin taking tickets for the performance, so we stand up to make our way toward the theater doors. At this point the dream fades and I awaken.

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LAYERS BENEATH THE OCEAN, CAVES BENEATH THE STORMS

...this sketch, from almost a year ago, was beginning to suggest the existence of worlds that I had not imagined... which are now very much in the forefront of my experience....

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