The Alien Soul

The ceremonious force which mobilizes the emergence of the old soul on planet Earth unveils an early life of such acute humility so as to render, in this world of materialism, the old soul’s life insignificant and purposeless. The cultural, economic, and sociopolitical roots of this soul nearly or entirely crawl on the dirt of oppression and injustice. In the game, on the world’s stage, the unsuspecting soul is fatefully engaged in tests of spiritual endurance as events and experiences of every day life impose the tragedy of psychosocial and emotional turmoil. The truth of the matter is that the seed of transformation and the light of evolution are invoked in the old soul by the profundity of jagged and crooked affairs of third dimensional life. The truth of the matter is that today the call is made to this soul in the face of misunderstanding by a world which temporarily slumbers in the posture of survival.

The alien face with the alien language is the old soul appointed to convey the message of love, wisdom, and justice. Measures of worth defined by fame, beauty, and economic power are trampled by the evolutionary precepts delivered by the hands of mankind’s old souls flying on vessels of ethereal light. That alien soul with those words of might resides in the least likely of places, labors in the most humble of places, speaks and acts in disregarded fashion, yet, carries the torch which illuminates the journey and alleviates the heartache of all mankind. That alien soul, old soul, lives in the mystery of undefined measures of worth and invokes the greatest hidden treasures rightfully belonging to each and every one.

On the day the old soul arrived to a place society calls archaic and trite, the alien winds from galaxies unknown blew divine force and love, not to the glorious cities of modernity that glitter like gold, but to the dilapidated villages of unincorporated towns with unrecognizable names and faces. To this place did the reward of truth and freedom impress the awakened soul with the scepter of spiritual power and the crown of promise of a perfect world order.


For Those Who Have Eyes

A triumphant heart touches the sky mesmerized by the angelic waves of monumental change. Truth is spoken by the soul of little acclaim. Pursue the inspiration of higher light softly raining on the fields of evolution. Know with absolute certainty that you, of no particular status with no worldly glamour or fame, are handed the scepter of ascension. Climb the ladder of love and fly among the mysteries of truth which spread their wings as a gesture of revelation to the new seed of existence born in your soul.

Seek within, not without, for it is you, no one else, nothing else, which is called to embark on the journey of transformation. Erase the false images of power, glory, and beauty swallowed and monopolized by the density of third dimensional institutions which propagate lies of deterioration, disease, and victimhood. The design purposely implanted the majesty of your eternal soul in this earthly incarnation proudly partaking in the poverty of hidden names, hearts, and faces.

Follow in the footsteps of what glitters least, speaks the quietest, appears most foreign, and is seated at the lowest seat. Be certain that this existence, your existence, shines the mightiest in the darkness of cities and towers slowly crumbling under the pressure of the wisdom and justice of dimensions undetectable to hearts trapped in the pit of third-eye blindness.

The Ordinary Tribesman


Beseech the agencies of love standing tall along the roadways of weary travel. Drive the vehicle of unstoppable fortitude to the remote mountains and valleys which guard the treasures programmed to invoke the order of promise. Visit the tribes of mystic power which paint the design of transformation with dyes from long forgotten cities on faces with an eye open to a land of spirit fire. Strip the costume of worldly acclamation, remove the mask of material elitism, and dress in the uniform of equality. Bow down to the most ordinary tribesman of modern day life.

You have answered the summon of profound awakening, and emerged from the tomb of finite existence. You transcend the illusory solidity of a limited dimension and penetrate the networks of institutions, some of which impose the lies of deterioration and oppress the urge of life which ceaselessly fights to trigger the eternal chains of love interlinked to the sacred ground on which we stand.

You swim in wells of purity, carry the torch of brotherhood and light the path for all mankind, all animalkind. You scatter the golden dust of peace and offer mercy in the face of hate and evil. Your heart is a neverending stream of goodness which feeds the crops of human endeavor and transmutes the mangled pathway of every tired soul. Your luggage transports the light of wisdom and the might of power and knowledge which is freely given to the seeking, asking soul.


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A Journey to Riches


The journey is lived in the work we do. We kneel before the duties life presents us. We rest our mind on the beauty of forces unseen. We do not despair over the dull angles and corners of ordinary life. We drink from a well of inspiration to nourish the demands of a life which seems less than ordinary. Never do we dismay over a life other than our own which may seem greater and grander than ours. We have finally and deservedly acquired the lesson of divine gratitude for a life which toils on the avenues of secondhand possessions. In this place of creaky doors, rusted pipes, hardened seats, and intricate cobwebs have we discovered the glory of riches far removed from the gluttony of world power and the strife of war against our neighbor.

We see with eyes of light how the punches and stabs of life have pushed us to a place visited by few, yet a place profoundly, even if unconsciously, coveted by all. We now behold the realization that the arduous test of broken dreams which sliced our heart opened the invitation to travel on the express of transformation and remuneration. We have awakened from the desolate sleep which pulled us deep into the planes of Earthly life, and extricated us from our inherent right to truth and love.

In the fashion of perfect world order, every element and every heart answers the highest call to align the victory of this incarnation with the eternal glory of the ancient spirit which unfolds and manifests the triumph of peace, joy, and wisdom.

In every task of daily life exacting the force of every muscle and thought do we rejoice in the assurance of a reward of paradise emanating from a dimension far above the castles and fame snatched by too few for too long. A hand of mercy and power is held out to the soul awakened by the light of love, and quickly does the door slam in the face of usurpers of power and fabricators of lies. The crown of illumination has found a place on the head of the soul faithfully and joyfully serving the machine of typical and ordinary experience knowing full well that God has bestowed his and her heart with the power of love and the promise of masterhood.

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We are the soldiers of the order drafted by the galactic dimension resting on an orbit beyond the veil of terrestrial density among infinitesimal worlds of power and wisdom. We specialize in combat against towers of institutionalized spells of human damnation. We are trained in transporting declassified and accessible elements of potent auric energy suffused with transcendental power fitted to transfigure the fields of darkness latching to the latticework of life into promises and fulfillments of eternal joy and peace.

A call to this mission is initiated at the incarnation of the animated force meaningfully thrust upon the landscape of the noble blue planet. The draft selection motivated by the triumphs of successive lives intends for many souls to awaken from the illusory and cunningly deceptive sleep of lies which dogmatizes degeneration, deterioration, and death.

Those called to the boot camp of elevation and liberation from the chains of dense matter are implanted in a simulation of destitution, frailty, and dysfunction. As the order of light has determined, the implantation serves as the arduous but fruitful test to instigate a sagacious soul to seek and use the weapon of laborious service to probing and questioning humanity, and to wear the armor of peace meant to propel the latent forces of world change and evolution. A substantial fraction of the mission demands the soldier of the order to embody the truth of priesthood which represents a living testament of love, mercy, and compassion.

In the end, we are worshipers humbly kneeling before God, exercising the spark of divinity, imaging and ordaining the resurrection of perfection, and dismantling the throne of oppression which has suppressed for eons every soul’s right to walk in the light of truth, power, healing, and love. The soldiers of the order form the army of the light. Our conquest is mercy and compassion, and our victory is your defeat of the insidious slumber induced by the system of doctrines and science which strip us of the cognition that we are the true gods and goddesses.

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A World Without Truth


Truth drives the highest world order. It belongs to all of us, yet it is an individual choice to exercise it. It is our choice to shut the door to the portal of truth, or keep it open. Patience is the denominator of the acceptance of truth. Patience is a scarce resource in the mines of planet Earth. We utilize measures of speed to establish allure, and speed, in the context of modern Earthly life, depletes the mines of patience resting in the mountains of world change. To reiterate, to unlock the truth, we require patience.

Essentially, the need for speed stems from the fear produced by the lack of truth. The plague of fear propels the power of institutions to persuade the masses to buy in to poisonous, oppressive, and deadly ideas which ensure the wicked, crazy riches of few, very few. Distorted measures of speed caused by deficiencies in patience set the expectation of the pleasure principle. Fear induces pain and pleasure negates pain. To manifest pleasure in a world without truth, we acquire the need for speed.

The plague of fear creates a bodily condition of degeneration, imperfection, and disease. The token of choice encourages the majestic co-creation of one’s personal world, even if that world is a road to hell paved with good intentions. The choice of some is to shut the door to the portal of truth which consequently invites the plague of fear. The institutions of third dimensional power attain persuasive agility through the conscious or blind choice of the masses. Without the magic potion of patience we become sitting ducks in the insidious mass hypnosis by empires of monetary profit. We are enslaved by the perception of helplessness and powerlessness.


In our degeneration, imperfection, and disease, with our acquired need for speed and the pleasure principle, we become the perfect breeding ground for fibbing institutions. Turn on the television, and be convinced of the low velocity of life. Let the fear of illness instigate the dependence on pills of medicine. Crave the food they tell you to eat. Place your money in the pockets of the rich and povertize your personal power to heal and change. To the notions of the institutions, in no instance are you a co-creator, and in all instances a victim of the darkness and sadness of life. You are repeatedly fed spoons of the garbage of victimhood, and denied the glory of priesthood.

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Open the gates of truth and patiently await that through which personal choice and power you ordain. Close your eyes to the measures of speed of terrestrial life, and place faith in the manifestations of the eternal graces from places up high. Let the surety of the promise of heaven to make this world anew replace the artificial supports of the pleasure principle, and allow strength and courage to plaster the plague of fear and shut down the institutions.

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The Path of Communication


Life unravels delicately, demonstrating the vitality of ascension on Planet Earth. Here and now, one has acquired full comprehension of third dimensional context, of corporeal life. The mystical depiction of everyday events demonstrates the profound ties between humankind and cosmic forces of the Universe. Evidence portrayed in revolutionary constructs for a new way of life prove the occurrence of human transmutation and accelerated evolution. The virtues of peace, joy, love, wisdom, and compassion accompany the elaborations of this lofty transformation. You are the protagonist in this enigmatic play of consciousness elevation.

The solicitation is made to the downtrodden, imprisoned, oppressed, and forgotten. A message has been delivered from the higher forces of benevolence. It is dynamic and speaks to the experiences of your modern day. One has learned the actualities of observable life and their relation to the unobservable, infinite potencies which interplay, transform, and transmute. This is an ancient message incarnate in the contemporary precepts of what we call today. Every message clutches a unique nugget of truth, yet each is inexorably interlinked. Your heart is spoken to directly. The electromagnetic attraction is inevitable, calling out to you without the use of voice, words, or vision.


The diffusion of divine messages traveling on the paved frequencies and vibrations of intergalactic space toward Earth impact the mountains and valleys of intricate and complex human drama and tragedy. The messages profoundly stir spirit, mind, and emotion. Their motive is pure love and service. Their desire is to transport you to the realm of ultimate purpose. Your surrender and awareness drive the flow of messages which find expression in the masterpieces of hard labor and unending faith. This allows the Higher Self and angelic delegation to pour the waters of wisdom and knowledge into the portal of third eye receptivity. The purposeful nature of the message is always assured to you who sustains awareness of the vibrational energies not just of here, but of there.


Engaging in the labor of spirit invokes the channel to open and the message to arrive. This course of action belongs to the still, quiet mind and body. Be certain of a prominent, prophetic undertone. Your faith and desire propel the manifestation. The critical factor involves truth to oneself and sharing the heights, widths, and depths of one’s understanding. This prevents over-extension to unfamiliar dimensions. There is always identification to a personal store of knowledge, yet one realizes the message springs from the heavenly wells of guidance. This is the framework for reception and establishes a foundation for wondrous divine expression. In the midst of meditation, on intent focus on the voice of angels, beings of light, and the Higher Self, the message finds its destination in you.

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