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Don't worry about where anything comes from, this is what I've learned... info and disinfo both come from all sides, the "uncertainty principle" remains. Make what sense you can and WILL of everything.

Also, realize that everything is symbolic, and that at the same time symbols are real.

That A-Hole at the convenience store the other day may have been a message from the universe, just as sure a symbol as the ouroboros. Also, maybe not

I've only atarted looking at those pages, my net contact has been iffy since I got this small-time wifi deal. But I agree that "junk" DNA is just DNA we haven't deciphered yet. Also that "we are all the same" as a bad meme. Race superiority is a stupid Idea, but I'm very different from my BROTHER, and I know twins that are very divergent. Uniqueness is the watchword of manifestation, it is to be rejoiced in rather than denied.

As for bloodlines, etc... I paraphrase J-Dogg's quip on alimentary purity:

"It is not what's in a man's veins that can defile him, but what comes forth from his life that can"

Though I'd be very interested in seeing anything that connects Ideas on DNA, Grebennikov's Cavernous Structure Effect and Cymatics right about now... I got a feeling there's something portentious there.

Also, do a check on a Playstation game from a few years back, "Parasite Eve".

SquareSoft had a bunch of RPG games with gnostic/esoteric themes and characters, along with cute references to woo-woo subjects in the games, like a ship named Eldrige, a megalomaniac quasi-divine entity named Sephiroth, and many more....

In checking the symbolic, forget about the concept of time, past, present, future... Anyway, causally-physically-relevant or not, it's all clues.

SiriArc-that turns me on up there, going to have to look into that, is it a book?

i wanted to post this for a week or 2.  this is an example of living by principle (there that is!) that one inherits in the blood.  from who one is, was, will be again.  that ever flowing lifeforce holds so many secrets.  it is made from bone, which i find fascinating, that one body system, forms others, and nourishes it.  we all have it, it unites us, and divides us, sometimes.  when i came across this, i saved it, and it would put it in here, as i think/believe so much comes from blood, where some kind of spiritual/metaphysical storage is maintained.  this is so poetic, and that kills me that the blood system, is the hematapoetic system, and the warriors of the tuatha de danaan were poets.  i thot the tuatha de danaan fans, (im a big one, esp after reading ELF, and Tsarion, at length, and deciding from research, that civilization did NOT necessarily start in the east--and thats been another cover-up, the tribe of dan is maybe NOT who one thinks they ARE!), would appreciate it.  just its poetic stick-toitiveness is tasty.  i love ppl, warriors, true leaders of men, that live by principles/honor.  no wonder this same kind of thing was picked up by the KT and called the 'romantic period.'  im working on linking blood and cymatics, as that was what ZT said, and i was thinking of doing, when i started this thread.  i just KNOW its linked, and im on that research now.

"There is much written about the People, Danu's children, there is much yet there is nothing. Wind through the trees, no substance, which is almost as it should be. Almost. Memory is fragile, memory and delusion intertwine, delusion reigns. I am a child of Danu, I do not speak from memory of the People, I am the memory of the People. I live my life, waking, sleeping, and dreaming, as who I am, Her child. I do not understand those who claim to be of my People, yet who bring dishonour upon themselves. I do not understand claims of greatness when my People were never great. We lived, we live, by our honour; if that honour leads us to deeds recounted through the ages, it is the honour that is great. The People are a reflection, transparent, and only by our honour do we offer something solid to the worlds, it is only by our honour that we are known. Honour is our king, our only king, we are dedicated to our family, our blood, we serve that blood and that alone, when we serve anything. No king rules over us, that is a myth. Honour breeds legends and big men and women among us, but honour does not breed followers.

We do not live in the world, but within the worlds, active through inaction. We watch and listen and involve ourselves on a whim. We scheme and plan and plot, laughing at all that we do. We have love and no love for this world and its population, we are restless in the world beyond. We are a restless People, always moving, always flowing into change, creating change for our pleasure, plucking the threads of the weave for change's sake. We play. Our understanding of today may be casually shed tomorrow, and it matters not. One might wonder what then does matter to a people such as this? Bones and blood matter, the life matters, truth at its ugliest matters, the bones and flesh of the earth matter. We easily die for these things, we die smiling at the meaningless of it all.

The only thing that binds us is our word."

Thanks for that whole piece Zenden, beautiful.  Where is that from?  Is it from the above link?

"Hematapoetic", eh?  Wow!  Very tasty "poetic stick-toitiveness" indeed!

Lyonnesse: (li ´enes), once a region W of Cornwall, now sunk beneath the sea more than 40 fathoms deep. The Lyonnesse of Celtic legend, the home of Tristram and of the Lady of Lyones, has been identified with Lothian in Scotland, King Arthur, Atlantis, Elves, and the loss of the Line of Kings, the Albi/Abigensians over time...

Before The Sinking

Science speaks of an ancient continent, Atlantis, which stretched from Spitzbergen down to the Straits of Dover. In the earliest geological periods, these regions formed a horse-shoe-like continent, whose one end, the Eastern, far more northward than North Cornwall, included Greenland, and the other contained Behring Straits as an inland piece of ground, and descended southward in its natural trend down to the British Isles, which in those days must have been right under the lower curve of the semi-circle. This continent was raised simultaneously with the submersion of the equatorial portions of Lemuria, which was first.

Thus corroborating the whole "horse-shoe" doctrine already enunciated. No more striking confirmation of our position could be given, than the fact that the ELEVATED RIDGE in the Atlantic basin, 9,000 feet in height, which runs for some two or three thousand miles southwards from a point near the British Islands, first slopes towards South America, then shifts almost at right angles to proceed in a SOUTH-EASTERLY line toward the African coast, whence it runs on southward to Tristan d'Acunha. This ridge is a remnant of an Atlantic continent, and, could it be traced further, would establish the reality of a submarine horse-shoe junction with a former continent in the Indian Ocean. The British Islands, which were not yet detached from the main continent in those days. "The ancient inhabitant of Picardy could pass into Great Britain without crossing the Channel. The British Isles were united to Gaul by an isthmus which has since been submerged.  The isthmus was Lyons / Lyonesse.

From this account it appears that the rain of water and mud came from a boiling lake on the mountains; it must have risen to a great height, "like a water-spout," and then fallen in showers over the face of the country. We are reminded, in this Boiling Lake of Dominica, of the Welsh legend of the eruption of the Llyn-llion, "the Lake of Waves," which "inundated the whole country." On the top of a mountain in the county of Kerry, Ireland, called Mangerton, there is a deep lake known as Poulle-i-feron, which signifies Hell-hole; it frequently overflows, and rolls down the mountain in frightful torrents. On Slieve-donart, in the territory of Mourne, in the county of Down, Ireland, a lake occupies the mountain-top, and its overflowings help to form rivers. Antediluvian World. Donnelly.

The Real Flood? and The Druids  Priests of the First Celts  White Magic Wizards
   
That the memory of a submerged land should be so universal in Wales surely indicates a tradition most ancient and deep-seated. "The Druids," says Davies, "represented the deluge under the figure of a lake, called Llyn Llion, the waters of which burst forth and overwhelmed the face of the whole earth. Hence they regarded a lake as a just symbol of the deluge. But the deluge itself was viewed, not merely as an instrument of punishment to destroy the wicked inhabitants of the globe, but also as a divine lustration, which washed away the bane of corruption and purified the earth for the reception of the just ones, or of the deified patriarch and his family. Consequently, it was deemed peculiarly sacred, and communicated its distinguishing character to those lakes and bays by which it was locally represented."
 
Druids – A sacerdotal caste which flourished in Britain and Gaul. They were initiates who admitted females into their sacred order, and initiated them into the mysteries of their religion. They never entrusted their sacred verses and scriptures to writing, but, like the Brahmans of old, committed them to memory; a feat which, according to the statement of Ceasar, took twenty years to accomplish. Like the Parsis they had no images or statues of their gods. The Celtic religion considered it blasphemy to represent any god, even of a minor character, under a human figure. ... The three chief commandments of their religion were:–Obedience to divine laws; concern for the welfare of mankind; suffering with fortitude all the evils of life.

The Druids were the Masons of very ancient times ... At the head of the Druids was a woman, who bore the title of Mother of the Druids.  see that?  everything has been corrupted.

The Druids had a ritual in which all those who were present had to move around the sacrificial place or altar, exactly in the direction of the sun, whereas the Hierophant himself was moving against the sun, symbolizing his superior knowledge. 

More of Legend

In the west of Albion, at the border with Cymrija, lies a great forest known as the Greenwood; this has been inhabited by Elves from years uncounted. The Elves were supporters of Arthur I and his descendants but most of their energies were spent in keeping the Goblin hordes, from the mountains, out of Albion. Arthur II saw the need to remain friends with the Elves but also needed a strong military man on the border to deal with the Cumrijans. One of his commanders, Marin, had elven blood in his veins so he was the obvious choice as King's representative in the area. The court joked about the Greenwood being the King's hunting preserve and Marin quickly became known as the King's Huntmaster, from this nickname the House of Hunter was born and the border region is now called the Huntshire. (Cymru /Prydian) Wales/Britain, Albion. Llyn-llion / Lyonness. Recall, Lord of the Rings.

But do we find in the ancient Welsh tradition any reminiscence more definite of the lost Atlantis, reminiscences which would justify us in saying that our British forefathers associated the tradition of a submerged country with a region in the Atlantic? These appear to be indicated in the legends relating to Arthur and Lyones or Lyonesse and the Isle of Avallon.  Avalon? Atlan? Atlantis? 

its all gone now. no one really knows if one was the other, but we do know, that after Arthur, from Albion, the Pendragon line, and cant get into that here, or will be typing and linking for a week, after the fall of the cathars, there was no more, but shreds and tidbits, and thats what the ELF Transmissions say.  there were real elves, real ppl of the line, and the legends ring true, but r hidden in myth, and lost ancient history, yet the BLOOD REMEMBERS.

fascinating

there's so much to this, i better inject a tad or 2 on how i think it relates to stuff we talked about this last summer, for part of the theory i have developed.  this summer/early fall, we talked and batted around the deal on ancestry, the past, our parents, their parents, our bloodlines, the tribes we came from, the stuff we inherited thru blood, the endocrine system (direct hook-ups); the possible inherited and individual owned karma, if ya believe it (not necessary but fitting here), and forgiveness for it all.  just keeping that/it simple, we did that in a  bunch of material we gleaned and analyzed from the anton parks writings wherein he talked of the celestial zoo, and how we were prob all seeded thru annanuki arrivals and interventions.  how they bred difft factions in sumeria, babylon, the indes/tigres valley, and so on.  we showed how their reptilian females were kept in breeding mode, and how the great bulls of heaven kept them pregnant, in servitude.  we even showed how the sex deal with the appetite so big with them as the gods/giants (the gods-giants breeding with men which is all er the place), the elohim, and even the kristos significance entered.  we saw the greys as their messengers known as "ants" that gather, harvest.  we saw the zoo, the concepts of sheep/sheeple were batted around.  we talked of pods, and their sleep, how we have all tried to wake them up, to get them to see.  we know there is strength in numbers, in unity.  we want them to get that.  theyre on their own though. rhey can continue to resist.

we posted excerpts from parks, that went on to illustrate that the female queens, the breeders (which so is reminiscent of Dune with the haderach thing and the mahdi females/priestesses too) were very frightened of the masters, even tho on the same level, with royalty, of the royal houses, but were kept in servitude.  they wanted to rebel.  they had rebelled, and fought before, with many losses, on difft planetary territories, but with great turmoil and hideous losses.  they now felt it was not the time to battle again, they knew better.  before they had fought off the male reptilian lines of anu kingship, but were now, pretty much trapped, but remembered how they were not enslaved before.  they had ruled and been free, but had been conquered again, and now they paid a sort of known willing yet hated repentance price.  as a matter of fact, the alien being male parks says channeled to him, was a friend, secretly loyal to those rebel females, as they taught him the history, his origins, etc.  parks has a chart even, how the same names of the sanskrit, roman, greek, sumerian, babylonian, and christian titles are all cohesive, with the same pronounciations, spellings often, with only phonetics of the difft languages being the only differences.  he even shows the exact same derivations of the words we use today, that have pictoral connotations.  of course, there is always a source of things, always an origin, even if clouded or hidden. (and we do know, that there is "nothing new under they sun" they say.  it is believed in this world, that everything in/about it, has come from somewhere before, has been known, played out, shifted around before).  are those rebel sisters and brothers speaking, in us, from the blood?  i feel/think so.  we r the genetic sons and daughters of them.  i give them big credit.  they were tired of being enslaved, they desired different.  they had fear too.  i guess one does not walk up to a god, and slap them in the face.  other forces came into play.  even magic.  from all time, there are ones, that wanted to break away.  but the great house of anu/rome needed slaves.

so, part of the theory is that after all these yrs, the downtrodden get their due, thru us. what couldnt be done before finally gets closer to fruition. there have always been, are now, those that will take up arms, to change the status quo.  we have many crossed bloodlines, we have difft remnants of sundry, assorted lifeforces, bloodlines, just by simple heredity, yet we go back to the same possibly or more ? of 7 at least, maybe more, difft haplogroups, mitochondrichally, these things are facts.  now just how far we go back, directly from who, and what is in question, yet it is fact we are here, now, wondering what they were really like.  we feel it tho, that theres some kind of force coming thru that wants it to be like it couldve been, but they were killed off, had to hide, couldnt get it finished, timing wasnt right.  the exact sources  and their personalities are the hidden part.  we have no explicit records of so many things that far back, and we do know that the record keepers, writers of records, may not always be pure nor trusted, so truths are hidden, corrupted by victors/winners of battles, politics, etc.  we know that such progenitors, such as the druids, and brahmins, (im gonna show more on that, since it holds a minor key to things) didnt keep written recrods, purposefully.  why?  dunno know but could conjecture, for that very reason, to stop corruption of the facts/material.  just a hunch.  i do believe tho that the ORAL history quotient here meant alot to tribal ppls, it ENTERED them, went into memory banks, like holograms, that stayed ALIVE in the blood, was stored metaphysically, psychically.  it was a type of thought transfer/energy transfer.  it could not be killed if in there, nor destroyed.  it was a force, an energy, coded deep, very deeply in the records of cells, in our DNA, in the realms of the mighty astral planes.  it crosses time, and dimensions, never can real energy be destroyed, only recollected and certainly held, then transferred.  this lines up with the concept that when one speaks things, outloud, when one rehearses words for plays, scripts for movies as actors do, the characters become real, the actors portray so well.  the oral enters them, is spoken, is meaningful.  could go on and on but am digressing.  just showing a possible principle here that applies. we inherited their true feelings.

the fact remains, BLAZING, that indeed, we come from somewhere, and we have probably many pieces to reconnoiter genetically back to source(s).  in that genetic miasma, are keys, codes, just simple cell signaling, communication, matter, electrical forces, energy transfer.  im gonna hone in now, and say what ive wanted to say here, for yrs, and only u guys and ppl that can see out of the box will get it, and im gonna do it here in the BLOOD thread, on purpose.  THAT we are most likely part-reptilian, part annanuki, pleiadian, sirian, draconian, part elf, part roman, part celt, part albi, part jewish, part brahmin, part indian, part egyptian, part atlantian, part lemurian, part greek, english, part german, french, english, and need i go on?  its not necessary.  keepin 'er short...only for the sake of time and typing.  no 'pure' anything. only one part...and it's maybe thought, u cant see it til applied.  much of the time, it's not even pure, no such thing with the breeding and tricking, and trapping that has gone on for millennia. but rebels lived, wanted change.  spread that far & wide, couldnt talk about it all the time openly.  too risky.

over time, the genetic pattern switched into gear now, TUNED from non-heart mindfulness, to a feeling level type change. got stronger in us. to change this sector of the universe. we are of the enemies we despise, out captors, our masters, and those slave rebels that wanted to experience a difft outcome, for once.  we have the evil coursing thru us; and the honor and righteousness too for the change thats due. we personally  DO NOT settle for the same old same old.  that evil pervasive predator-mind heredity tuned difft in us.  somewhere in US--this group of ppl on earth now, this group here on NR, walk this world in an awake, yet dreamy state and FEEL from HEART and SOUL, and SPIRIT, THAT THE WORLD and its realms above, and below, MUST bump up.  it cannot be allowed to go on in a lowly state.  we have the parts that inexplicably grew, parts thst the gods could not allow--see--accept to guide them, the dark brothers, the evil ones, the liars, the enslavers, the MASTERS of HORROR, the looshing blood-suckers do not get to live in us much longer.  we gained back, developed, remembered that it could be difft, maybe from those rebel queens, from the elves, from the druids, from those that were powerful, in their own right, but had to hide it. the same genetic components, the same blood as in their veins courses and grows, and replenishes in ours.  WE EVOLVED it, we will bring / we ARE bringing in a new psychic thought transfer, from HEART.  we've said this before, but only want to elucidate here.  somewhere, as sure as hell, we have a DIFFERENT desire, intent, a SAME YEARNING for a better way.  something so deep in us, as change agents that came seeded FROM THEM THOUGH, some sort of rebel force that wants things to be righted, to be re-born, pleads, speaks, cries, screams for the old ways to fall.  or we wouldnt be here. feeling it. the predatory pain cycle is a circus.  so STS. so entrapment.  thats the cycle.   we get to get back on the original level as the first gods, not subservient anymore.  its bred out, not in.

i believe that even the stuff from mila, has some clues, that even concepts such as loyalty, even the concept of royalty, faith, trust, hope, all the stuff that some of us say on here, about memes, archetypes, thot constructs, insertions, all the tricks, all the mind control, all the dirty deeds that try and entrap us have been bred into us, for control.  even the idea of the god-gene is in there.  but there is a sort of immunity as montalk says on PAGE FRICKIN ONE 1!!!  it developed in our own blood, even tho we r of the enemy, to show how it works, how the dichotomy of the end product works, is working in us, as we tune it.  not a saviour mentality necessarily, but one that cannot abide by the old ways.  the genes evolved from the enemy bloodlines, but the memories of how it could be, will be, needs to be, speaks.  it evolved, and somehow, we, are by-passing them.  leaving them, and our old selves, the underdeveloped parts of non-heart, the unworkable genetics of disunity, predation dissolve.  the blood spurs us on.  somebody in there, some souls from our bloodlines helped with that.  it grew.  so we have thoughts of NON-SLAVERY planetary existence in us.  where development of the best self, the best education for more beauty, more understanding of the universes, the cosmos, can live, and develop.  service-oriented beautiful things so fantastic we've never even known or experienced how it could be, that WE FEEL is possible.  the whole damn thing is done by FEELING it THROUGH.  we make it so by FEELING IT TO BE.  when u know who u are, have been, u can do it almost effortlessly, when u believe u can. 

despite all the masters contrived, a natural change occurred.  its unstoppable now.  does it come from personal experience on a planet that encourages the opposite?  yes, despite.  does it come from those reptilian females that abhorred their slavery?  maybe.  from those 7 sisters?  from those 7 eves?  maybe.  r they even the same entities?  we dont know.  but we feel something.  is it from those elven pl that lived before?  is it in me from my father who pow'ed me in childhood?  from a mother who felt trapped?  where'd she get it? is it in you from wanting to break away from the ways you were raised (they did the best they could we say...) we're not sure about any of it.  all we know is that we FEEL it, in our hearts, in our blood, that we've been given an unjust f*ckin short stick, collectively, and we're not gonna take it anymore.  we have the power from within to DESTROY them.  we could scatter them thru the cosmos, to remolecularize again for eons of time, we could scatter them so far.  powerlessly.  but we dont beg for more destruction.  we're tired of such. we have moved away from destruction, it does have its place.  it's so old school.  we must be difft.  we can leave them.  in this mess they made and want us to play in.  they can change, learn the hard way? on their own. we cant play with them anymore.  we literally pull away, thru the power of the blood, that keeps us alive, and yearning.  we leave the crats in heaven, or whatever the hell theyre pulling on that too, and the others associated with them to their own devices.  because theyre not DEVELOPING nor evolving.  even tho we came from them.  they can rule wherever, and just be the same old same old, growing ever so more dark, or as they LIKE IT and think it.  we have to CO-create thought   (i kept typing zero's there on CO-, and couldnt stop for a minute) from this ZERO POINT.  its from illumination.  we've gained/gotten MADE illumination happen, from within.  its a way out collectively, by feeling that momentous push to keep striving for a free world.  this is what the karma of the past is about, IMO.  totally unnecessary, waste of time. energy. that too will change genetically.  dont even like the term, as we have discussed before.  its another oldie that's gotta go. (maybe only necessary in a STS dimension.  its so tiring.  that vicious stupid cycle.  it may be a simple thot form injected too.  if ya believe it, u may be trapped in a/the samsara anyway, just by that belief.  it's anything but freeing).

all i know, and remember, is that im here, with u guys, with all of us, that are punching thru the ethers, on a mission of freedom. what we see here, is well, unacceptable.  it feels wonderful to have these thoughts for change and freedom. there is no pain with these thots. (so tired of a world of pain. even having to remember old pain now, so far removed from that old 3D world sometimes.  and what for--not needed if evolving.  that was then, and this is now.  let'er go.  makes me cringe to remember pain, hurt, heartache, from the past.  soon, we will forget, all that period, i feel.  it will only be more ancient memories, with no regret.  it taught us stuff.  for that we're grateful).  i FEEL that.  everyday, i FEEL it getting closer.  i get on here to talk about it with u guys.  i keep myself busy.  i look at and play with history, stories, myths, maps, concepts of heart, soul, to stay removed from iraq, from getting spied on, from being militia'ed, martial lawed, concentration-camped, and police-predated out.  i stay inside alot, i like it dark, safe, quiet, conserving energy.  yet sending vibes out.  theyre just simple little loving ones. nothing big and all that.  just nice and simple, yet very frequent, consistent.  i try hard not to be angry and get stirred up on shit.  i try to be civil and nice now in stores, driving, shopping.  i had to, i was dying being so pissed.  i talk to myself alot. i have to live by principles, honor, by doing just simple things that feel right.  i literally make-out with my little dog.  kiss and hug the shit out of her.  dont want to give anybody pain or hurt.  try to stay out of troublesome endeavors.  maybe that's all i can do, can take.  just the simple stuff helps me get by.  i know i've changed though, keep changing.  i know that doing and thinking kinder things has helped me.  i have to talk myself into it many days, keep working at it, monitoring stuff i send out in everyday low life. but i feel that's right.  the right thing to do, in a world that sheds blood, rather than lives by it.  im living by it these days.  it feels good. i thot i came here to fight my way out, now im thinking im gonna love my way out.  sounds so darn corny.  the rebel blood says fight on, the new changes say, leave the ways of the flesh if ur a real master, and have a mind so grand, so strong, use the memories of the rebel blood to slay this time, by might from heart--a gaze into the eyes of a crat so powerful, they shirk in fear, and respect, because the rebel bands of yore, live thru this new human creation, and we now fight on the same level.  no more hypnotism of predatorship.  we use the power of the blood to remember why we fight on, but we do not stoop to the same old level.  we become masters in our right, use the powers of the mastered mind with the powers of heart.  its IS a battle of spirituality, so clearly, so is the WIH.  the masters master.  grow heart-mind.  create masterful magic.  to use this one last time, here.

im only saying that we changed the genes, by thinking differently. and they changed us, from the blood of history past, and future self.  even warriors dont want war anymore.  im certain that our genetics from the blood evolved us, with personal pushes, thru our discoveries, thru our own and THEIR gnostic experiences.  the more i learn, the better it gets. we remember the mission.  yet there is that everyday earthlife that must be mustered thru.  the masterfulness is coming thru the blood holographically, anyway.  we personally had choices, we couldve remained trapped, the same.  we chose not to, but instead we looked for clues, sensing this just isnt right here.  we listened to inklings that helped develop us as people, as individuals. i went into a big circle here, didnt mean to.  i want to say, that the memory of pure (yes PURE!) freedom lives.  i quit talking about reptilians pretty much, when i was really stuck on hating them for along long time.  since i have them in me, i was only knocking myself.  i realized that awhile back, and gave up on it.  my theory, in part here, and got off on tangent, as usual, is that all those that came before, bred characteristics in us, but it took something in us personally to kick it into some kind of gear.  wherein it grows daily into illumination.  it frees us.  changes everything. (i still didnt spit it out, got on a soapbox of pep-talk crap again.  back to the drawing board for later).

I do not seek to follow
in the footsteps
of the women-men of old.

I seek
what
they sought.