A shamanic equinox; Lemuria and 80's pop.

Sometimes its funny being inside a human vessel – with all the thought-streams, relationships, emotions, responsibilities, goals, body-parts, desires, needs, restrictions, patterns, logistics, priorities, dreams etc blah blah etc……sometimes all this can spiral-in too close, creating resistance or cemented patterns………luckily, I know a way of sticking some love-coated cosmic dynamite into it all to freshen things up and give renewal and inner space…….so last equinox (September 2014) I went back up the old mountain to a small yurt 5km from the nearest human…

….armed with just some water, music, jungle juice, a gemstone or two, and the beamingly bright stars above me (due to the dark new moon).

It’s good to renew, you don’t have to wait till you pass over/die, spin in the bardo’s, and get flicked into a new babybody (with free boobs on tap) to renew.   And for sure a haircut or new bag is only fake renewal.  I mean deep inner soul inner renewal ….”arrghhh run for the hills” …..err don’t because you might find me there. BOO!

With jungle juice, one kind of spits oneself out and aligns to a higher frequency – to the core you / higher self / HGA (label not important) – words don’t describe too well, so I’ll instead use an image or two to sum up.

Somehow I managed to claw my way back to the earth plane…..in a not too a dissimilar fashion to the way the millennium falcon found its way back to the rebels in episode IV, or the way The Warriors got back to Coney Island in the old 80′s movie.

I’m not one to share voyage / ritual experiences because it dissipates the energy (though some have been mixed into my conceptual fiction), but something pretty crazy happened for an hour when the journey was coming towards an end.

I was staring into and through a lemurian crystal  - getting the light from the fire and candle to refract off it and through it – twisting and angling it very slowly.   I was far away from the labels of “holding a crystal” – I was just with the light, geometry, and resonance, and was also rubbing the thin grooved (lasered?) lines one can only find on a lemurian crystal.

Then it “activated” – rainbow colours filled it – colours I had never seen before, all moving so quick;  I saw old codes on it, processing, it looked like programming code in a sacred symbolic language was scrolling at super speed – and then I “went in.”

I saw pyramid cities, and use of these crystals in conductivity, medical use, comunication use, transport.  I also saw wisdom and stories and history were within these crystals.

The pyramid cities I saw were much like the ancient tibetan kalachakra mandala in 3d.

Then I saw three humans – each very tall, very wise, each covered in garments – as if some priests or high council – they didn’t talk – but the energy I received from them was of “you have activated the crystal, our story is within each lemurian crystal.”    Then I snapped out of it.

I fell asleep.

The next day I tried again, but couldn’t re-activate it.  I then went online and found scores of “fluffy new age sites” stating lemurian crystals can be activated…..eeek!!!

Those sites give tons of crap art (below), and promises of Lemurian light activation compassion transmutation granola……stay clear.

One thing is for sure, there are many theories about Lemuria and many theories, and they can only be found in a cave region in Brazil.

Rosicrucian style works such as Unvelied Mysteries also back up my experience with these crystals, and I know this book isn’t nonsense as it contains some keys in it, plus some information one can only get from mystic orders.

One can even look at the ancient Hindu links to Lemuria through Kalki

Most will think my experience was crazy, a hallucination, but I can assure you I had this experience.
I’ve been taught to see between the ether and normal sight….Stuart Wilde used to go into this alot.

Anyway,  later in the day following the journey, I contemplated this blog site….seven years now as a personal gasket, and I thought as to whether it should be more positive (aaaah light) or raising awareness about what is essentially mind control (oooh irradicating evil)…..”surely both sides of the same coin?” I thought….and fell asleep.

Then I had a dream with an 80′s chorus in it…..it was very vivid, and kept repeating…..it can’t be?   Surely not?   It was Nick bloody Kershaw in my bonce singing away like it was 1984 (ironically the year the record climbed the UK charts)…..so in the morning i looked up the lyrics….

Ok then, the ‘raising awareness AND irradicating evil’ both continue ……..and thanks Mr Kershaw wherever you are now…….(ps let’s hope he’s found some renewal in his fashion wardrobe).

One thing I wrote the day after the journey was this:

i can create anything in this world.

what do i want to create?

a better world.

kill the old way / live the new.

mx

ps I remember eating some beans and rice with a raw courgette like a medieval hungry warrior upon my return from the cosmos, and thinking “mmm, this planet tastes good.”
pps special mention to artists  tina and shimshai, byron metclaf, and solar fields……plus Thorsie the mountain cat who is such a warrior of pure love.
ppps Warning: Don’t play with jungle juice or use out of curiosity.
pppps:  You’re highers self / subconscious (label not important) can use in dreams any event, person, smell, or voice that you have experienced, even if you consciously have forgotten it – this is explained more deeply in my second book.   If however you don’t remember your dreams, you are simply ghouled up as something is getting between your subbie-con and your con and munching them (for of course they hold alot of energy/food for low level astral parasites).  Alcohol tends to bring ghouls into dreams, but weed tends to bring in ghouls that munch them up….funny huh?

On another current note, if you hold money in euros – move it to pounds or dollars for a while.