My return at Alegra’s home was a hearty one – the atmosphere was much warmer and welcoming than throughout my trip to the ghost town. The town being at the outskirts of the swamp, I had to follow one of their roads until I hit a milestone we had agreed on – one of Alegra’s friends would wait for me to arrive so that I could be blinked back to safety on my arrival. I was glad to have experienced this ghastly town for now I knew more or less what their minds framework looked like. It was a belief system with hierarchy that had a god at its pinnacle and his followers further down the pecking order – they spent their spiritual life following the rules they had interpreted into the texts and tried to figure out what this god wanted from them so that they may be at his service. The problem with this mindset of theirs was that they behaved much like slaves to their religion, when in actual fact their religion should be a framework capable of manifesting the freedom that comes with spirituality. It also did not encompass their true value, for in the eyes of this god all should be on the same level and worthy of unconditional love – and to experience this unconditional love one has to send it out, another thing they did not practise. They treated one another as slaves to their belief and wondered why god could be so cruel as to not gift them with a more fulfilling life. They do not know of karmic law which states that one shall receive what one gives, so it came to no surprise that their world slowly deteriorated as they were stripped of their wealth and pride by their darkest ones. By worshipping what was outside themselves they all became helpers to each other – always giving more than they should, because they thought they would receive just as much – but in a world where power hungry monsters thought only of themselves and the misery they could create – this was a horrible plan. Giving more than one can is not godly – it is foolish – and god would never expect more than one could give. I applaud these being for deep down they think everyone has their best interests at heart, which is their downfall, but also respectable – for to endure so much for ones belief is brave, even though it is for the worst.

Listening to ones heart is the only way and in their sleep they have been accustomed to living through the mind. They continuously build on their vision of their religion and serve only their egos – two activities that keep the mind permanently occupied. This behaviour has been cultivated over a long period of time with punishment, misinformation and deception. These people’s dreams and expectations have been built up and then destroyed by the evil rulers over centuries so that they no longer believed in themselves and therefore they take themselves out of the game – the game of power.

In a balanced world the power is evenly distributed, and the darkest of them know this, so they fight to keep the scales in their favour. They have done well, but it is nature’s law that all shall regain balance in time.

The powermongers have realized how this culture works and they manipulate it for status. The blatant misuse of trust undermines their fellow man and seeks to form massive pillars of vanity.

These blind fools remind me of a world I once knew – so convinced of their own plight and so little faith in themselves and not even aware of it. I pity them and at the same time I am glad for them that they may regain their places in the higher dimensions only by choice. It is a blissful saviour that one only needs the intent to ascend and forth heaven shall send its angels – it lets me know that there is always hope for all.

Alegra was happy that I had learnt so much and sad at our departure, but she knew all she had to do was blink to Izuh’goll in search of us and we would be found. We bode our farewells and made our way back on the dirt path through the dark jungle. Climbing the stairs was the most tiresome activity after having walked such a long way – a part of me kept trying to lift off and hover, but then I’d be reminded of the heavy body I was lugging around.

At the gateway in the tree trunk at the top of the stairs my feelings rose to a light hearted joy – the sight of this wonderful place simply washed away all illusions of lower emotion – it was just too beautiful to deny a smile. It was at sundown and the horizon had a thick orange tint that spread across the tree tops like silk – it was majestic sight to behold.

We walked happily between the dense houses and enjoyed the butterflies escorting us to our cabin. We waved at each passerby and greeted one another with a smile and sometimes a wink. This place made us feel as though no matter how far one went in the city – one was still among family  – what a great way of life; so different to the ghost town that I found a new appreciation for this marvellous feat of social engineering.

Arriving at our temporary home we telepathically invited some friends over so that we could share the experiences we had gathered over the past few days after which we got an early nights rest.

The coming week was filled with trips to the meditation centre and with lessons in light bending – it was relaxing to learn in calm ways and not focus on the dark world only a long walk away.

Our skills improved – I was catching up to Leeza’s light bending techniques – I could hold a pattern for as long as I concentrated in many shapes – so my imagination was there but I could not make them very big nor permanent.  Leeza could make hers permanent and soon added her small works to the ceilings wondrous collection.

During meditation I felt my body levitate slight bits, but nothing substantial yet. We were also educated in more information about how fields of consciousness worked – they were amplified by the use of geometric shapes and the used of the regular intervals of sacred numbers. Stone also conducted consciousness better and structures like trees had the same effect. For this reason the entire city was build using the trees as a building block – also obelisks were strewn across this city – giant overgrown boulders, kept in place by anti gravity spells. We were told the most powerful conductor was crystal – for that reason each of the planets chakra points beheld a giant crystal. They are underground or within mountains – the heart chakra of which was right here in the forest. These crystals are meant to amplify the aura experienced in the planets’ atmosphere and have a great effect on the peace of mind of its inhabitants – that is why we have been chosen as the caretakers of this planets chakra system – we have the needed knowledge and the will to restore them to their highest glory. The planets chakra system has been corrupted where we are not present and this is only at the mind chakra – all other points we had captured and restored.

I now understood why this place felt so good to be in – it was a consciousness hub that was so strong that the possibility of a lower form consciousness surviving was overwhelmed by higher vibration. This way in this field of living bad seeds could not be planted and so only the good would survive, much like a garden where only the plants accustomed the most fertile soil could grow and flourish. No wonder this culture was so strong of mind and full of conviction – they had created a world consisting only of the strongest and purest forms of living, which made them eternal – every aspect of the life here had compatibility with infinity built into to it, making it a powerhouse that was in harmony with the ever changing times.

On one of the parties at Elafor’s, Jewell spoke to me about the different languages of life: “Each culture used a common base of sounds that formed the building blocks of their tongue. It was a way of communication that had evolved between people of races. Each gesture would express a common activity, emotion or fact in life – therefore making an expression understood. In this way; life would progress and be able to work together as a group, whereby the greatest outcome for all could be achieved. He explained that the lower dimensions were created out of the breakdown of communication – individuals affected would not be able to communicate well – always interpreting extremes into everyday situations that are shared. By interpreting well and listening thoroughly it was possible to not misinterpret and become scared – for each individual in lower dimension sees the world in extremes of good and evil and with a lower consciousness, or a pessimistic view, mostly the bad or evil is interpreted – the good is ignored. This way life becomes a wave of ups and downs where life is seen as a constant struggle from ditch into the next emotional ditch – there is no salvation from falling into ditches for the perception is skewed as to create and find the downfalls in the world. The significant difference in the higher dimensions is that by interpreting the world in a good view and coupled with a good treatment of potential pitfalls the world is handled with ability and grace. This means the same world can be seen in a multitude of different views, but it is the one that has the highest intent that is the ever achieving winner – this is what one calls being a success over the lower dimensions – one has to learn to deal with all incoming energies in an astute way. This ties in with karmic law; a balanced spiritual body has no bad karma, so therefore it attracts no lower energies – it is therefore one of life’s quests to become karmically balanced, so as to incur only good karma in future life experiences. This is the road you are on – the road of ascension – where all of your past and future life choices are karmically balanced so that you may be in harmony with the now moment – the moment of eternity that connects us all – the moment that has everyone’s dream come together to form the world we create for one another.

Each language we devise, be it a mathematical language, one with pictures or one of spoken sounds or gestures is a tool for the construction of the greatest works that all beings work on together – a universal dream that has the highest intent for all. This dream is the ascention of the universe and all universes in the omniverse, for it is a mathematical certainty that eventually all of creation will live in a united dream where the wishes of all are respected. It is the greatest wish, and these great wishes may take time but their fulfilment is a certainty and this is a wish I would gladly experience. And since I will be there when it happens, I will be glad to have been a part of it.

Do you wish to see the forests core – the giant red jewel we have placed at its centre?”

“Indeed – it would be an honour”

“Then I shall send you a messenger that will transport you onto a path that will lead you to its entrance, your spiritual vibrations will be lifted to the highest of levels at its entrance and within you will meet its caretaker Ureel – he is not of our kind but an enlightened soul from another world of the insect people. You will be able to speak to the crystal for it has consciousness of its own – it will bestow you with gifts that you will need in the future – it is up to you to ask for what you desire. It is a deeply spiritual act and it takes a lot of energy from the crystal to bestow these gifts so we can only have one visitor enter the chamber at a time – Leeza has already gone, this is why her light bending skills trump yours.

So it is decided – tomorrow you shall see Ureel! May your wishes be great!”

He stood up and raised his arms and created a giant tree of light in the middle of the dance floor – it was light greenish white and blossomed in yellow flowers. The people dancing formed a circle around it, each of them holding hands – they imagined birds flying around it and grass blooming in lots of colours with flowers blossoming between their feet. It was a wonderful sight to see – everyone co-creating the flurry of colour and excitement. Someone imagined a giant chandelier along with other floating gems above our heads and above the tree of light, next there were bubbles floating here and there – popping in a rainbow of colours. The last person to join the mix was Elafor – he was dancing in his rhythmic steps as he did and with each movement he let his aura shine in its array of light – almost the whole party joined in the dance – everyone letting their auras shine – it was like watching birds of paradise dance in a synchronized pattern. I could not resist the temptation and joined in – the night went on endlessly – it was the grandest spectacle I had seen since I first set foot in this city, and come to think of the fact that this was how this culture celebrated on every occasion.  This was truly an apex of life experience.