The Free Radical

Take a gander at this!

Gander

Well, it seems that all the Forest protocols have been met…

Just Missed

…and the mists are clearing.

As soon as we got to the power-line, we were greeted by a ‘new’ raptor hovering above for a moment. You may recall that we already have two eagles nesting on the north bank of the river, while a family of hawks are waiting at the southernmost area by the ground squirrel burrows. This newcomer appeared to be Osprey– my best guess– as we only saw her for a moment, her grey and white underbelly and wings. So many raptors in such a small area is a bit unusual, but last year we saw the same thing in the spring when two osprey circled above me in the same location for about ten minutes.

An important gathering is pending…

Youngster

This young hawk led us onward… to where his elder was preparing for the upcoming oration.

A Peck of Peckers

A group of flickers– from the woodpecker family– were curious too as to what was about to commence.

Flicker

They gathered in treetops…

More Peckers Please!

…and listened between tasks…

Grabbing Attention

…as the Master Red-Tailed Hawk gathered everyone’s attention.

I knew I had been invited to the telling of the tale as we found these ‘talking sticks’ on the trail on the Mesa. I placed them together on this rotten log as an acknowledgement of “message received.”

Talking Sticks

Sitka too had done her part– paying the price of admission– by pouncing on this field mouse and leaving it as an offering to the Storyteller in the sky.

Leaving Offerings

He finally settled down on his favourite tree…

Red-Tailed Hawk

…and we awaited the commencement of the continuation of the story of the Ancient StoryKeepers– delivered by Rodney the Raven last year. This latest instalment was the promise of the tale of the Ancient Sorcerers… and their ultimate entombment in this magical land.

The Bashibas

And next he spoke…

(TOURS = Team Of United Renegade Sovereigns)

(Author Narration with musical accompaniment: Roof of the World by Earth Trybe)

We all knew– coming in– that Earth was a special case; what we weren’t particularly clear on was… in what way. The Team Of United Renegade Sovereigns has been around– with its fluid membership– for a very long time. We are infiltrators and liberators, and experts to boot. We have incarnated into many worlds and timelines… with the same objective each time. Each world, every civilization, has its unique disposition and quirks, but always, at least, the the goal was the same– to liberate an ignorant populace from covert tyranny. At first glance, in this regard, Earth seemed no different.

One difference we all noticed as we awoke to ourselves and our mission was the pervasiveness of the ‘ascension meme.’ This time, the liberation was to coincide with an unprecedented planetary ascension. We have all known ascension– in the past– as an individual aspiration; the very idea of an entire planet ascending simultaneously was certainly new to us… but it didn’t seem incompatible with the overall TOURS’ mission. So far, we have worked within the parameters as they were given, trusting that this planetary ascension was in fact the same– or very similar– as the goal of liberation. It is not– as I currently see it.

And now we are divided. This division is something fundamental. All I can do is describe the full situation which divides us… and let every individual reconcile the division in their own way… and we may never become united again in our efforts here on Earth– for this division is utterly cosmic in nature; the game has changed… the goal has changed.

Earth is not just another astral world. I have spoken of it in the past that Earth provides an organic connection back to the internal Source– from whence this entire external light creation has come. Earth is the path Home… a literal lifeline.

Earth has Life; it is infused with Spirit– and that is the reintegrative pathway Home to Internal Source Creation. This is a planet of bio-regenesis.

Ascension is an astral agenda– a movement through the external ‘spiritual’ hierarchy. Ascension moves in the opposite direction of bio-regenesis.

A planetary ascension at this time, in this place, would be a planet-wide agreement to officially insert Earth into its hierarchical place within the Galactic Ascension Machine– becoming just another one of billions– if not trillions– of (astral) worlds comprising the external light creation… and such an agreement would literally kill the planet. The external light creation– what we refer to as the universe– is a Source creation/experiment in separation. By purpose and design, the external light creation is disconnected from Internal Source Creation. Though its inherent energy is vast, it is intentionally finite; the external light creation– this universe, this experiment– has an expiry date. All of the experience gained here in this external light creation must finally be returned to the Living Source… to complete the cycle.

The ascension scheme would have us believe that Source lies at the apex of the hierarchical order– that it is the highest or outermost. Source lies in the inward direction, or the opposite direction; it is not connected in any way to the hierarchical order of light creation. We, as earthlings, are that Source-connection.

It is the Life– or Spirit– which comes through the internal core of the planet that brings us all home to the Living Source. This Life/Spirit which animates you here is the gift of bio-regenesis which reintegrates all light creation (astral) experience, to which the soul has been privy, into living knowledge. Our souls– collectively– have experienced the full gamut of light creation, primarily through the pineal gland in the brain– our connection to the mental planes (the astral). All of this experience comes alive in us–bodily– as living memory, to be integrated and returned to Source. That is the ultimate purpose of this planet. And this is something that the TOURS have never encountered before.

Earth cannot agree to a planetary ascension. It would be wholly incompatible with her essential purpose… and would literally destroy her. But due to her inherent internal connection to Source (infinite creational energy), there is an astral agenda which seeks to capture, subdue and use Earth as a battery to extend the existence of the external light creation beyond its natural term. So far, Earth has thwarted every latest attempt of this sinister astral agenda. To a great extent, she allowed herself to be captured and subordinated in order to draw in every unresolved universal drama of the light creation. This is the place where it all gets worked out and finally resolved. She allowed her back to get pushed right up against the wall in order to lure everyone’s (covetous) attention. And now she makes her stand… and reveals her grand purpose.

I stand with the planet; Earth first!

In the coming days we will delve much deeper into this little ‘plot twist.’ Already, from a few email exchanges, I can see that there will be many questions and probably a few disagreements. Ascension is deeply programmed into our souls, but one thing to remember is that if it requires you to give up your biological life willingly, you are being asked to give up your greatest gift and treasure, your true path Home. To me, nothing is worth that!

And just one thing more to consider at this juncture… We are currently witnessing the dissolution of the planetary Matrix reality– the ‘civilized’ overlay which twists and obscures Earth’s true purpose and essence. Please keep in mind that a really good con has contingencies and fallback positions built into it from the beginning. What this essentially means is that at certain critical junctures, the con artist purportedly throws up his hands and says “Okay, okay… you got me. I might as well come clean.” But the admission is just a cover for another deeper layer of the con. Without at all trying to sound paranoid, what we are very likely to see in the next year or two is the complete collapse of the planetary Matrix– an inevitable eventuality. However, the aggressively propagandized ascension meme is designed to release us from the smaller planetary Matrix so that we will willingly agree to participate in the much larger astral-wide Matrix of the hierarchical order of the external light creation. We will witness the collapse of the little prison, with all of its attendant drama, so that we can be invited into the mega-prison of the Galactic Ascension Machine… powered by the battery of Earth and her earthlings’ internal connection to Source. (This scheme cannot work.)

My advice: above all else, prize this life, rooted in your biology, and hold inviolate the life of this precious planet with her richly diverse biosphere. Together, we are the doorway and the path Home.

I’ve always been a let-the-chips-fall-where-they-may kind of guy. It has always been my policy that when I make a mistake, I admit it and correct it to the best of my ability. Well, I really fucked up!

For a very long time, more than a few years now, I’ve been ‘sitting on the fence’ in regard to quite a number of issues. In my defense, I have always tried to accommodate as many perspectives as possible within my own big-picture perspective. I have maintained throughout this time that it wasn’t necessary to definitively decide one way or the other on certain issues; I could play the wait-and-see game instead. Perhaps that was true for a time, but that time has now ended.

To continue with the metaphor, I have now jumped down from the fence. No longer can I perch myself above the Earth and pretend to mix a little bit of this understanding with a little bit of that philosophy, drawing upon all of the metaphysical ingredients available and trying to incorporate them all with the expectation of producing something other than an unsavoury monster. As it turns out, not too surprisingly, not every idea can be included in a coherent human perspective; eventually, some of them have to be outright rejected. And before you ask which side of the fence I came down on, let me explain that the moment I jumped, the fence ceased to exist. I am firmly planted on the ground, with both feet, and there is no fence– anywhere… anymore.

Longtime readers may recall that a few months back I promised to undertake a reorganization of my blog. That sprang from the realization that a newcomer to my writings would actually have a very difficult time wading through all of the voluminous material I’ve produced in the last few years in order to arrive at a coherent understanding or resonance with my particular perspective. There are literally thousands of pages of original material penned by me which represent an exploration of nearly every whack-a-doodle idea out there. And just like oil and water, some of them don’t mix and mingle very well. Throughout these past couple of months, I have been internally resistant to commencing this promised reorganization. There was something essential that I was still missing… and now I’ve finally gotten the pertinent dots connected– internally– and the most important puzzle pieces have fallen into place– internally. Let the revision begin!

This shouldn’t end up being too drastic. Certainly, much of what I have done has been on the right track, but there are certain aspects of what I’ve talked about which are in fact wholly incompatible with a positive future on this beautiful planet. I will make a few sweeping statements here, right now, and in the next few days I will delve into a more thorough explanation. Please bear with me…

The phrase ‘ascending with the Earth’ is nonsense. Simply put, ascension will kill the planet! I have no interest in ascension; I reject it outright. (I will produce a series of declarative and intentional statements shortly to further qualify my statements here.)

All hierarchy depends directly upon the hollow concept of ‘authority.’ Everything about the astral realms is hierarchical. I recognize no authority beyond my own connection with/identity as this planet– Earth.

The most valuable tools/gifts I have now in my possession are my physical body (which IS the planet) and the Life/Spirit which inhabits/animates it. I recognize that my intellect is prone to distraction and being mislead. Nearly all of what passes for human knowledge is astral programming which does not have the best interests of Earth and earthlings at heart.

Fortunately, my first allegiance has always been to Earth, to the Planetary Mother. It is her agenda which defines my Life.

I’m done selling out. I’ll leave it at that for now.

This was the opening piece from the February 2014 Newsletter. It begins with a quote from The Anarchist, followed by our main feature.

(Author Narration with musical accompaniment: I think Lesiem, but I’m not too sure.)

“The god who dwells in my heart is neither a bureaucrat nor a lover of bureaucracies;
Among the wise, evolution springs from spontaneity.” – The Anarchist

“Please Take Your Place in the Far Queue”

“Please take your place in the far queue.”

“Hey, the announcer is Aussie.”

“Goddamn, that light is nearly blinding!”

“The privilege of being near the front of the line.”

“Excuse me, is this the line-up for Divine’s?”

“Yeah, but no cutsies! Back of the bus, buddy.”

“Please remain in single file.”

“Just follow my lead. Say what I say… do what I do… and we’ll get in… we have to!”

“I heard that Buddha and the Eastern Masters are headlining tonight.”

“Yeah, but they’re not as good as Saint Germain. I hear he killed it last night!”

“Hey, what’s the holdup?”

“Please everyone, just wait your turn.”

“Is that him?… Jesus! Is that Jesus?”

“I think it is! Hello! Jesus!… yoohoo!… I think he looked. He totally looked!”

“Ascension sure is fun… but I hate all these goddamn lineups.”

“Pretty friggin’ orderly though.”

“Hey, check out the door… talk about the eye of a needle!”

“Okay, who brought the camel?”

“Jesus my man, slick ride!”

“Tell me this is all-inclusive. I didn’t bring any money.”

“Get a load of the rich dude…”

“Yeah, like he’ll get in.”

“I heard they have light chambers. Do they have light chambers? Does anyone know if they have light chambers? God, I hope they have light chambers!”

“Please check your guides at the door. They may be retrieved upon request when you leave.”

“Leave? Oh man, I don’t plan on ever leaving. This is the shit… thee shit!”

“What if I say something stupid. Bet you a million dollars I say something stupid!”

“Stop worrying. The whole thing’s divinely supervised. As if anything could go wrong!”

“You can’t fart without three angels praying for your salvation and forgiveness.”

“What if I forget everything I’ve learned so far? My mind’s a sieve.”

“It’s not what you know; it’s who you know. Just tell ‘em you’re with me.”

“So… is this like the fourth dimension or the fifth dimension?”

“Upper fourth I think. The fifth is still reserved for the higher-up mucky-mucks.”

“God, I’d like to sit at their table!”

“My head hurts. Does anyone else’s head hurt?”

“That’s just your consciousness expanding.”

“Hey, who’s that guy?”

“Look at him… just wandering around like he doesn’t have a clue.”

“Hey! Jackass! Get in line!”

“Where’s he think he’s going?”

“Check out his T-shirt: ‘I am The Way.’ Better not let Jesus see you with that!”

“He’d kick his blasphemous ass!”

“Hey, where’d he go?”

“I swear he was standing right there… and then poof… he vanished!”

(“There are as many doors to heaven as there are those who knock.”)

“Who the fuck said that?”

“I dunno. Shit, that was weird!”

“Please take your place in the far queue.”

This week’s topic was Manifestation. And this is what I wrote:

What Do You Want to Manifest?

“What do you want to manifest?” asked the Galactic Historian, rhetorically. “Because that’s what it comes down to.” Do you want to manifest the dreams of the Matrix– money, success, prestige? Or do you want to manifest the dreams of a Sovereign Creator, according only to the limits of your imagination, the cravings of your soul and the stirrings of your heart?

He had been asked the very question he usually poses to all of his recent guests: What does sovereignty mean to you? Sovereignty is one of those special words– like God or freedom– which gets defined differently by every individual. Andrew’s answer to his own most oft-repeated question really hit home, and seemed to reveal something fundamental about the relationship between manifestation and sovereignty.

Civilization– the Matrix– is a constructed reality that overlays the natural, organic Earth reality. It is a highly complex machine designed to manifest human dreams within a certain limited scope. Fame and fortune are the dangling carrots in the Matrix Manifestation Machine. It is carefully designed to manifest the most energetic inflammations of ego. It is a generator, operating on the continual cycling of high-drama emotion.

The natural Earth grid is based in Love. It is specifically designed to manifest the interactions and intentions of Loving Will. Offspring are the tangible manifestations of just this. The creative force underlying this organic grid is internally Sourced– through the planetary Heart, the very same heart you carry around. On Earth, all hearts are One. Clear, Loving Will, free from common ego inflammations, can only stand in the sovereign alignment with its own Heart, dear Earthling.

The Martix is energetically invested in the astral realms– heavily. One could even say that the Matrix is specifically designed to SERVE the astral realms– the Galactic Ascension Machine. The astral realms lie outwardly. WE are the energetic source fueling the Matrix. As such, it is prepared to manifest certain desires within a strictly limited range– small returns on our energetic investments. These manifestations will never satisfy a true heart’s desire though… They are designed specifically for the mind– which is programmed to never be satisfied.

Historically, we are at the Separation of the Densities. The Matrix Manifestation Machine is being pulled apart from the original natural interface with our planetary Mother– the organic Earth grid. Two distinct realities– each with their own unique ability to manifest desire, with radically divergent consequences– are being forcibly separated… and we need to make some choices. Which reality will we ultimately align with? What kind of future will we choose to manifest? How will we eventually define our own sovereign will? With our own conscious creations? Or still with the begrudging allotments from others?

I guess all I’m saying is that if we want to manifest our true heart’s desire, then we simply must align ourselves with our true Heart. Our minds are addicted to the Matrix; our unbidden emotions spill out, despite our best efforts and intentions. Our minds look outwardly for external things to manifest our fulfillment… for rewards and saviours, while our hearts pull from our inner creativity to manifest it All… anyway…

What do you want to manifest?
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When the first intimations of their mythic presence became tangible in my personal reality, early last May, I coined my own term: Bigsquatch. I just wanted to present the evidence as it had presented itself to me, without drawing any undo attention. An internet search of ‘Bigfoot’ or ‘Sasquatch’ wouldn’t hit upon my scattered Reports (Daily Forest Reports). Some possibilities you just want to sit with for awhile… without anyone else trying to bring the whole circus.

I’ve had nearly a year now to ponder and weigh the evidence, and to get comfortable with it. When I first reported it last spring, I almost tried to be unconvincing. The problem now… is that I’m convinced. And so I feel compelled to re-present the best of the evidence in a more convincing manner.

The only viable alternative to the Bigsquatch conclusion, in my opinion, is that I was being punked, hoaxed; someone who knew my regular route through the forest was deliberately planting anomalous evidence for me to find. Well, it’s been nearly a year now, and no one has come forward pointing a finger and laughing at me for falling for it. I don’t have friends who are such patiently sophisticated practical jokers, so the hoax hypothesis grows weaker by the day.

It is the footprint evidence which is the strongest. A very natural argument arises when doubters explain them away as the overlapping footprints of more common forest denizens like bears or mountain lions. Well, we can safely rule out any cats, because cougars have only four toes, and the tracks I found in the mud definitely had five. So that leaves bear.

This is the first of the prints I came across approaching the swamp. My first thought was “Holy crap! That would be the biggest bear I’ve ever seen in this area!” (I’ve encountered well over 400 bears.) It must be noted that what appears as punctures or claw marks in front of the toes above were not actually present a few days earlier in the wet mud when I first found this print. Originally I photographed it with my hand in the foreground for perspective (with wet mud and no visual claw marks– I always check, just to see how long the claws might be) but that photo sucked, so I took this one three days later, when the mud was dry, with my size-11 foot for better perspective.

Here’s the sucky original:

At this point though, honestly, Sasquatch hadn’t crossed my mind.

The next day, we came upon the second print, very close to the first. The second print had definitely not been there the day before. What’s a little more baffling about this next one (and the one after that) is that it’s right in the middle of a very large patch of wet mud. There are no other prints leading to or from it. It’s just a single print on perfect display… with no reasonable explanation as to how it actually got there.

It should be noted that in this photo the ground is a bit harder than it appears; the mud isn’t quite as squishy as it looks.

Let’s move on immediately to the next print which kind of ‘replaced’ the second print the very next day (third day in a row). It appeared in just about the same spot, maybe a few feet away at most. It’s definitely the most complete and spectacular one! Like the previous one, it too was just a singular print in a large patch of mud with no other prints leading to or away from it– and that is really the most compelling thing of all, as I’ll explain.

When I initially reported these huge prints in the mud, the skeptics, and those just reaching for a more rational explanation, insisted that this was obviously a composite track where a bear’s back foot partially overlaps the print left by its front foot, creating one mega-print that looks like it could only come from Bigsquatch. Even though this seems like a very reasonable explanation at first, it poses some real puzzlers too. Like, in this virtual sea of mud, where are the other bear tracks leading to and from this ‘composite’ print in the middle? Remember, this would have to be the largest bear I’ve ever encountered in this area, judging by the size of the prints. Also, if this print from the third day is really a composite bear track, then it is only reasonable to assume that the other two prints from the previous days are merely bear tracks too. Now, let’s think about that for a moment. That would mean that this stunningly huge bear was in this exact same location for three days in a row, leaving only a single print each time. There were absolutely no other bear signs to be found anywhere in the area. In case you don’t know, bears poop a lot! So each time, on three consecutive days, the largest bear I’ve ever encountered, managed to leave just one footprint (none bearing claw marks) in some magical fashion, without leaving any other signs in an area predominantly characterized by endless mud. That’s one very strange bear!

Now, I know what you’re thinking. “How is a giant hairy ape a better explanation?” Personally, intuitively, I have never felt that Bigfoot was strictly just another animal. The indigenous lore surrounding Sasquatch speaks of a mythical, telepathic, multidimensional creature with definite associations with UFOs. I know I just lost a few of you… but that’s where the evidence leads! In fact, a modern search for Bigfoot HAS to include this hyper-dimensional possibility. Particularly, the telepathy and its ability to dematerialize at will is so often reported by contactees that to ignore the possibility is a disservice to any serious research on the matter… in my opinion. To get fully up to speed with this line of inquiry, please refer to the work of Jack Lapseritis. I won’t repeat his voluminous evidence here, but it is all very much in keeping with my own experience.

This initial 3-day experience culminated in the third photograph above which was punctuated upon its discovery by Raven uncharacteristically swooping right above me cawing enthusiastically “See! This is what I was trying to tell you!” Another key part of the Sasquatch lore which really surprised me when I began my internet research was that they employ the services of indigenous birds such as eagle, hawk and raven to be their telepathic eyes in the sky. Well, that fit perfectly with my experience. I always wondered why the birds were consistently keeping tabs on me in the forest; in truth, it was Bigsquatch!

On the fourth day I mounted an expedition. I extended my usual route farther west into the backcountry where I’d built my cabin years before. I figured that the remoteness of the western Purcell Mountains was a perfect place for Bigsquatch to go about his physical tasks undetected and unmolested. Just this lengthy day-hike provided some more intriguing evidence. I only had my GoPro with me, so the photos aren’t quite perfect.

Yeah, that could be just bear poop, but take it from a guy who has seen literally thousands of piles of bear poop in the woods, that one wasn’t typical– in terms of shape and content. And then those long blonde hairs in the second picture were caught in various places in the bark of that tree extending up to about seven feet up its trunk– just like someone very tall and very blonde had paused to scratch their back and legs. It was the dogs who alerted me to this find as they found the scent on and around this tree to be about the most fascinating thing they’d ever discovered. (You can see Sitka in the background.)

Then, a few days later, I conducted a more thorough search of the swamp. I found one more anomalous print in the dried mud. The big print at the bottom seems very much like it is the same foot which made the others pictured above. The smaller print at the top of this picture is actually quite close, less than a foot away. It is very likely that of an average-sized black bear; it’s approximately the width of my hand. The other print at the bottom is quite a bit larger– again, without any discernible claw marks.

That’s pretty much the extent of my personal photographic evidence. I could show you more poop that I’ve been unable to positively identify. It most closely resembled horse shit, but not quite, and there were no horseshoe marks in the hard mud surrounding it. Horses leave prints– almost always!

At this point I’m convinced that I’m dealing with Bigsquatch… and honestly, I really don’t care who believes me and who doesn’t. One thing I’ve found over the years is that skepticism is almost always based in total ignorance. It’s something like this: “I’ve never experienced any such thing myself, therefore I refuse to believe that anyone else could have such an experience. When others describe such strange experiences and encounters, they are all attention-seeking liars!” Fair enough. I always say that everyone should first and foremost believe in their own experience. But I really have never understood what is to be gained by adamantly rejecting the mere possibility. Skeptics tend to live in very small, cramped worlds!

A few days ago, a friend who channels, gave me the name of the Bigsquatch I’m dealing with. The first walk– a couple of days ago– with the name upon my lips, was accompanied by Hawk the second we got out of truck. Hawk led us up the mountain. Then, at the Mesa, two eagles were playing in the air right in front of us. I couldn’t get a picture because they were flying so low and fast above the river valley at about the same altitude I was at– on the Mesa– that they were backdropped by trees, not open sky. From one second to another, they were very difficult to see clearly. Later, when we were down by the river, they circled for a long time just above the northern bank, ducking in and out of view, keeping their eagle eyes on us.

I won’t reveal the name I was given until I receive permission to do so. I can reveal however that I’ve done the numerology on the name already (32/5) and it’s rather impressive. It seems that I’m dealing with a leader among the Sasquatch People and an emissary of light, a teacher of earth-lore. I am SO looking forward to the furtherance of this relationship!

So the bottom line of all this, a year later, is that I am now actively pursuing this relationship. At first I wasn’t sure that I even wanted to be a Bigfoot contactee… and now I’m quite sure that I do. The whole focus of what I’m doing now is a deepening of my relationship with Earth Mother and all her creatures. My reticent friend promises to be an intriguing teacher once we both get over our initial shyness. It’s exciting… and really quite unbelievable. But then, so much of my life has already been so unbelievable that I’m quite convinced that I’m living among the pages of an epic adventure novel– a good place for an author to reside.