Epilogue

Over the coming months, The Blue Emerald will continue to openly share everything that happens on all levels, including any changes, additions, new discoveries, treasure updates, levitations, blip-outs, and on and on.

 

It's always been time to wake up. Why? Because time doesn't actually exist, and so it's always been time to be awake. The human experience has actually not been intrinsically necessary. We therefore have to invent the means by which this is accomplished on large scales, such as the invention of a 2012 story that is just as fictional as Alice In Wonderland. With this in mind I'd like to share a tidbit about the malleability of this virtuality you call a real world. Although something like this may or may not be The Plan, we could easily facilitate at the moment of our “splicing-out” the simultaneous “splicing-in” of some new codes that will change the overall virtuality and therefore perception of the planet's population to December 2012 being just another date, with no alignments, configurations, Maya calendars or anything else to point to the 2012 opportunity.

 

Instead, just like we did in 1972 to point to the Maya and 2012, let's say that the codes we install point to an approaching comet in the magical year of 2022, and the portentous date of March 21, the Spring Equinox and perennial date of newness, renewal and archetypal fertility. This is all discovered because an ancient comic book hammered on plates of gold showed a peculiar counting system that showed there were four cycles of  20,022 days in which the comet switches its polarities to male and back to female. But this time, oh baby this is the big one, it returns as both! and ushers in the Age of Hysterius. This comet is to make a close enough flyby that it will exert a gravitational influence that will cause a cavitation in the Earth's crust and shift the poles. Because of the close flyby, its tail blankets the Earth with particles that once breathed go straight to the pineal gland and open the Door of Brahma to infinite possibilities of imagination made real, but once again it will only act according to the level of expansion of consciousness of any particular perceiver.  Working as carbon 7 semi-deities, and fully deities as metaform, we will instruct that 144,000 ready individuals will be harvested at that time and likely call upon some totally human “version” of ourselves to lead the way through a 3D Website: thevioletcomet2022.com.

 

Then maybe during their splicing-out, this mathematically connected number to the 12,000 of us, they will simultaneously encode the dream with yet another fantastical story because the comet one, like the 2012 one before it, became obsolete. See what I'm saying? Ultimately the story is not necessary when you gain the depth of understanding that you most certainly will gain if you continue to hang with us. This is an important piece of all this to grasp, and please don't take it lightly. And remember this above all else, if it can be imagined, it already exists, and it takes you, the imaginer, to form it into a story, and the metayou to obey the command and bleed it through to you.

 

After that little bit, I'd like to point out that what's being shown to us is that no further fanciful stories will be required to cause people to believe in a coming huge event. Instead, we as “deities once again upon the face of Gaia” and working as such and with the full knowingness of those with whom we work will be all that is necessary for the storyline.

 

 

Let's speculate a bit on what might happen in the coming weeks and months, just to jog your own creative juices and knowing that everything stated could all be involved.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Onward. The Blue Emerald, as stated by "Avery," is one mother of a merkaba, and that merkaba is a geometrically generated field made from counter-rotating tetrahedra and is able to preserve what's inside of it no matter what it is passing through, such as from one perceptual plane to another. If you were to hail a taxi to travel through a wormhole, what would pull up to the curb would be a type of merkaba. The Blue Emerald is a merkaba for a group of 12,000, and the merkaba is in fact the portal.

 

The only thing, the only thing, that can't be changed, is this: Onlything always has, is now, and will always endeavor to solve the mystery of its own existence. And All That Is, Was, and Shall Be are creative endeavors in trillions of different perceptual planes to solve what will never be solved. For that, I am personally infinitely grateful, because to solve it would be the annihilation of consciousness, of Isness, itself.

 

What will it be like post-physical? When Soleema finally got through my thick skull and was able to convey a clear message, one of the first messages is that it will in no way, shape or form resemble anything of the Earth as you now know it until the advent of you precipitating a carbon 7 vessel and working within it on into the fabulous Golden Age.  But let's play with it in more fanciful ways.

 

You will be individuated units of consciousness nevertheless thinking with one mind, within one ethereal and fluid body, absent the need for bodies, but able to make carbon 7 bodies according to the dictates of any creative endeavor. You'll all be together doing it, and you'll all remember what you "were," but your consciousness will be so large in this respect that what you were won't matter any more to you than what you had for breakfast on July 18, 1992 in this timeline. No more will forgetfulness be the norm. You will never (have I not yet learned to never say never?) forget what you really are, and therefore even in a body it will closely relate to creative play, even if you're to appear on a bloody and horrific battlefield to provide a "weird experience" for some walking-dead soldier who needs inspiration, and who is slated to be a future president, thus the one hugely epiphanous event of his life: your materializing next to him as a shining and incredibly advanced being.

 

Your fluid-like sandbox may be a fantastic and totally unrecognizable planet that could be any planet, and when we decide to have a meeting in a place with at least ethereal forms, we'll manifest the palace, the room, and the banquet to be held there. We will continue to interact with Earth, its people, in ways that are similar to Ascended Masters now, only there will soon come a time when those we're working closely with will actually see us and write about us.

 

There will be records of us as having been on Earth, in bodies, and we will guide someone to that stuff so that they can uncover something like, "It is said that the first wave of people taken up numbered 12,000, and it came to pass that they were taken up in a moment of tremendous flux between Heavenly and Earthly forces, in a flash of Godly light." Then the discoverer of this will write a book on how she is interacting with one who once on Earth was called Peter, who seems to always appear in a cloud of tequila, Old Spice and bizarre bone-jarring rock music.

 

You will band together and decide that you want to explore a type of Being that is only in ethereal storybooks, and with one mind you will begin the process of unlocking the codes to access such impossibly alien realms, and then together become the Merkaba Lightship that creates and whisks you through the openings. You will be the male polarity one moment, and the female polarity in the next, and you will merge by twos, fives, tens, fifties, thousands, to experience a type of molecular-level orgasm that would fry you where you stand today. You will be a pin, the head, and the dancer upon it; a sofa, a jellyfish, a grain of sand, and a cloud that sparkles, all at the same time, all in communion.

 

You will link up with other group mind level experiments in completely different universes and merge your thoughts, your stories, just to see what is borne from that synthesis.

 

You will together create a galaxy to house a world to house a civilization to house you as an individual, and for just a wink you will "live" again in forgetfulness (I guess never is different than it was a few paragraphs ago!), with your siblings (Blue Emerald folk), again and again and again, by your side and relishing with an exploding heart yet once again what the impossible glory is like to both forget, and then to once again remember.

 

And you will do it together because you have always, do now, and always will, love each other more than any other concept can be imagined by unlimited orders of magnitude.

 

Why? Why do all this? To help each other solve the mystery of existence itself and never caring whether the solution is found.

 

It would seem to me that it is the job of every Blue Emerald member to be involved in gathering the 12,000 to together in The Blue Emerald. But I leave it to you to decide.

 

I am the Way, the Truth, and the Life. And you know what? I am no longer only partially walking the walk. I can no longer forsake myself by tiptoeing around that anymore. Are you that? Are you the Way, the Truth, and the Life? It's just a decision. Now make it...or don't. One way or another, your course is set.