T H E C O S M I C C U B E
COSMIC CUBE CIRCUIT 11.2
TO ADMINISTRATE EDUCATIONAL FACILITIES
"The fearful, and unbelieving, and the abominable, and murderers, and whoremongers, and sorcerers, and idolaters, and all liars, shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone: which is the second death." ~ Revelations 21:8
GALAXIA has broken adrift from the Earth's surface. The loading has begun. Climb aboard as fast as you can.
Since the dawn of this century The Lodemaster has been taking stock of the True Man and Woman; seeking out the healthiest and wealthiest minded of the people; pinpoint the True Sovereign Kings of The Earth for the 13th Tribe Council Chambers in the Aetheric Dimension.
Aura vizualization and spiritual resonance allows no false passports to this dimension. Each person's wealth is registered forever in his/her 4.5 AURIC SIGNATURE as we stand before The Lodemaster at the Pearly Gates stating "This is who I AM.." Creation without a Creator is ludicrous. In the Kingdom of Heaven there is only room at the top. There are 72 Master Circuits in the Control Tower of The Orb of Thoth. Each one can be/has been cloned. This is a place for Gallantry, for the cream of the Earth-crop which has passed through "the heart of the Central Sun" in the inviolable process of purification.
Who knows the exact moment when he will be required to account for his life expenditure? We already did it. For a God-man can only see its own reflection in the rear view mirror. At the time of the Harmonic Convergence, participants found that the Command Molecule of Spirit within, stood to attention for a time of accounting. This is "Bilan."
In MOTHERSHIPS CHAMBER 11.2, meet The Lodemaster: The "talent" collector for the King of Kings who directs each one to the place that he/she will occupy in the Eternal Kingdom.
As the soon-to-be-extinct civilization, where our physical-dense bodies used to live melts before our eyes, the Firmament of Heaven solidifies. Our true animal instincts that served us "below" are intact. Our Finest Self and its array of talents will survive in the resurrection. The New Earth Mind seeks New Horizons. The Lodemaster leads us in the firmament of infinity.
The MOTHERSHIP hovers over the runway. On the Earth Plane below, the landing fields are all lit up as rising souls, like radiant strings of multi-coloured light points, illuminate each strip of runway. The forces of heaven and earth are about to be formerly united on The Great Day. Pyramids are built upside down. There is only room at the top in this New Heaven and New Earth Era.
St. Peter, the traditional doorkeeper, stands in his formal white suit on this auspicious occasion, calling "All Aboard!." Thank you , sweet LAMB-on-the-top-of-the-Mountain-of-God. Thank you Capricorn. Thank you Holy Family. MAY THE GLORY UNFOLD IN EACH AND ALL OF US!
The rebellion ends at Window 11.02, the Wicket of The Lodemaster. "Jewels only if you please" St. Peter says. "We take no imitations, no carbon soot, no half baked talents, no sludge, no negative virus". In flashing our Boarding Passes - our Philosophers stone we pass into the Upper Kingdom. Each has become a polished stone of timely talents exercised to right.
Saint Peter, the Archetypal Gatekeeper in the Christian version of Cosmic Mythology makes it crystal clear that he functions as the Cashier of "God The Businessman." We get what ever domain we have bought and paid for. The holographic energy of St Peter zips up and down its polar opposite, poleshifts from functioning like a Godfather in the Mafia, to the ultimate winged Saint. In either guise we know him. For we are knit together by the proximity of our travels. We are Light Beings. E.T. has come home!
We can each learn how to become a Lodemaster, and build and load our own Star Ship. The first step is "Get yourself there. To thine own self be true". Our "Sky Being" has been dipping down into the dark cave to find the lost little child that was locked in there. FEAR is based in ignorance of Love. The more threat imprinted on the inner child, the more fiercely the Ego-Dragon that guards the entrance to the cave. Ego will fight to stop the Light Being getting through until it is convinced that its beloved "I AM" is in good hands.
Our goal is to correct misinformation and have a smooth and silent evacuation of the survivors from the apocalyptic volcano of the end "time." And to bring the survivors from heat in to light with no intellectual damage or loss of their precious Motherlode.
The moment we ourselves complete the Earth-Sky, Yin-Yang convergence, we emerge as a well disciplined Light Being in command of all our senses. We have a complete understanding that we are now, and always have been, a Holy Family, Citizens of Eternity. We begin loading our "Beamships" with survivors.
When Cubit circuits are assimilated, it is as it was in the first Atlantis. In the physical-etheric world it is no longer a case of the dominant blind folks leading the collective blind-mind. This dimension works in reverse to the physical world, on a system of true meritocracy.
Lodemasters will note that any form of internal fission is like an alarm bell. We will hear these alarm bells ringing as we proceed back into the cave. A thorough MOP check (Motivation, Orientation, Proportion) keeps us on the straight and narrow path into the inner sanctuary to rescue the child who is crouched in the cave. Do not be afraid to use the scalpel if there needs to be a circumcision of the heart.
Professional Lodemastering calls for loving care and precise expertise if the rescue mission is to be painless and bloodless. If you disturb the dragon who guards the entrance to the cave he will growl even though you have come here to help him release the burden of his guardianship. Does The Dragon want the child to grow up and be independent? or does it enjoy the dependency of its bonded servant? Show The Dragon the benefits of the Cashiers Wicket for both itself and The Conquering Child.
Come on St. George(s): You can do it! Britons' Patron Saint took on a heavyweight mission. The fair island he guards and the people are under attack. That's a pretty big dragon huffing and puffing around on our village green. Let's get it together by exposing the whole mystical side of British History.
When St. George, St. Pat and St. Andrew combine talents to get the Liberation Spirit flowing freely among their flocks, it will open up a magic triangle. The function of Patron Saints is to serve Matroni - ladies like Britannia and the Statute of Liberty. "Let George do it" is the favourite pass-the-buck slogan in the celestial armoury. Let us be your mounts O ye Saints.
The good-book says "Bless them which persecute you, bless and curse not." For the shrivelled soul, rattling round like a dried pea in the shaking gourd is a pitiful sight to see. To hear the Queen of Lower England, for example, complaining about her "annas horribilius", when the next news item was a picture of starving children in Somalia is a case in point. Genuine passion and compassion is the abyss between the living and dead souls.
Everyone is looking to find their souls' purpose. Once this happens the compression lightens and we slip into function at this conjunction point between worlds. We become a fully fledged biomutant like J.C. In order to mesh the whole earth range of intellectual disciplines into a single Unified Field, we have to treat each discipline much like an egg. In breaking a batch of eggs into a bowl (Holy Grail) and mixing them up with a mixmaster, Isis gets her fluffy omlet.
The first co-builders of the Cosmic Cube, spent a great deal of time exploring every possible discipline known to man. Then thesis was bombarded by its anti-thesis to see if the principle of the Unified Field Force worked in everyday action.
Prior to breaking "the eggs", we examined each one under a very intense lazer beam to pick up the shade of the aura, the perfume of the original intent. The outline of the potential "Bird of Paradise" contained in the nucleus of the egg.
Gateway 11.02 is the loading arm of the Mothership. It is where we stop being paper dolls, marionettes, and dancing puppets. Earth is held by a dummy corporation ruled by puppet-tyrants. White puppets pummel coloured puppets yet nothing gets done to the real villain of the piece. Greed continues with its plunder undisturbed unto the law of sin and death.
Before being raised into the Upper Kingdom we are tested to the utmost limit of endurance in a conscience raising campaign until we hit the point of detonation. The Emerald Bridge evolves as merging microdots solidify. We cross over like an army of marching ants bent only on crossing the space between dimensions. We have learned how to match intellect with intuition. The greater the density of knowledge the more solid our bridge becomes. We used to call this magnetic alignment of microdots "psi particles." Now the Big Battalion of PSI PARTICLES marches on.
There are multiple paths to the Lodemasters' gate, sometimes known as the "Needles Eye". Left and right hand paths of fibre optics converge as the wingtips of consciousness, of earth and heaven, touch over the "Arc of The Covenant."
To remain as an embryonic god in the root cellar of antiquity is absurd when one drop of the sparkling life water will cause each seedling to pop and sprout as a living plant in the Upper Kingdom. The old world ends in a quantum wave function of the SPRING RESURRECTION as we pop from the Lower Regions to become THE GLORIOUS RACE of EARTH, where all things work together for good.
At one time, the Children of Is-Ra-El believed they could fly. This is basic Jewish mystical knowledge. Judaism teaches that everything is possible and all God's work is good, because He said so. Law = order = orderly response to creation. Light is forward thrusting. There is no rebellion. JHVH-GOD is LOVE UNDERSTOOD.