Hello From Planet Earth,
Okay, it’s time to come clean. This bike accident broke everything open. No point in holding back any longer. So, I’ll give you the complete story. Pour yourself a cup of tea, a glass of wine, or wait for a time you can lay the things of the world aside and explore parallel realities, maybe even Pataphysicis. Take a deep breath. That’s it. Breathe in, let it out. Again. Two more times. Ahh, now you’re ready.
My name is Thor. There are many on planet Earth that go by the name “Richard.” If you know the Richard I’m referring to, I suspect you figured out sometime ago that this “Richard” is merely a fictional character. That’s pretty obvious by the way he carries on about himself. The guy is amazingly transparent. Lots of glitter but not much substance. Truth is, most human’s live in the illusion of some external idenification. This guy is no different.
Anyway, I live on/in the 12th dimension. It’s a place beyond words, beyond form, beyond time, beyond space. It’s rather hard for the human mind to grasp, but you light bringers already understand. Right? Right!
Our dimension - the 12th dimension, is a realm of Love. It’s the dimension of the vibration of love that penetrates through and unites everything. All focus, awareness, information, form, change, spirit, soul, infinity, eternity, and what your refer to as God, move and experience as one. It’s somewhat like a flock of birds moving all at the same time, together as one. But even that analogy is like comparing a very old biplane and modern jet. They are similar yet not the same at all. The 12th dimension is like the Source of Consciousness/Source Itself.
Don’t be mistaken, this love is not some sweet romantic feel-good love. It’s a love that rips away the illusions of separateness to rest in the divine still lake of consciousness Itself, knowing Itself, through Itself, by Itself. There is no subject, no object, just pure awareness. It’s the play of consciousness.
I/we digress. There is no complete separate I. In our realm, it’s all “We.” Living beyond time and space is delightful, like dancing and playing rather than always thinking logically though, experiencing the illusion of separateness. And, there is nothing wrong with logical thought and enjoying the illusion of separateness eithr. Anyway, let’s get back to this story.
We encountered the form Richard back when he was about 15-16 years old. The first time we saw him it was a summer night in the pacific northwest in what you call the United States. We were scouting out that part of the planet when he spotted us. He watched us for a time, tuning into our vibration as we heard him think:
“Okay, if you want to get inside my body to see what its like to experience a human on this planet, you can use my body. All I ask is you let me know when you leave.”
That was all it took for my two companions, Sol and Fulay, to tune in. For my part, I was more interested in a nice nap. Before I realized what was happening, we maneuvered our craft into its invisible state. Fulay was the first to go, followed by Sol and then me. In an instant we were all safe in Richard’s physical form, listening to his breathing and constant mental chatter.
Since space is not an issue for us, his environment was not an issue. However, I confess the endless mental chatter, the meaningless words constantly spewing out of his limited brain was nauseating. Sol and Fulay started taking notes with their recorders, watching and recording his behavior, peering out his eyes, while I laid back, rested, and fell in and out of sleep. Boredom was not something I experienced before, so in that sense it was good, if you can call boring good. Sol and Fulay went about their work reporting back to the mothership. Time stood still, just endless mental diatribe. Time is meaningless in our dimension, yet the mental outpour was an adjustment, until I used it as a mantra into stillness.
Then, suddenly (remember we don’’t experience time) the Tocsin sound (a high pitched wail) we agreed we would use announcing our departure blasted through every fiber of my being. Before I knew what was happening the conduit connecting Richard’s form to our ship closed and our ship moved away. I was left behind, stuck in this Richard form. Watching our ship leave I fell into quiet depression. That was over fifty some years ago and I fell into the realm of “witness.” I simply became an observer, watching Richard’s mundane life unfold. I did become interested in watching how Richard would become excited, engaged in meaningless things, at least meaningless to me.
I won’t bore you with the endless happenings over those years. Suffice it to say this earthling called Richard did not live any sort of life we live on planet Sortex12. Sortex 12 is in a parallel universe far more advanced that planet Earth. In fact, the reason we were here in the first place was to study the early stages of conscious awareness. We had no idea how basic earthling consciousness was/is, until we started gathering data. During that time I did plant thoughts and ideas in his head, which is not allowed by the “Non-Interference Standards“ but boredom overpowered the rules and I watched as slowly Richard’s mental processes changed. I stepped over the line, but what’s a guy to do, there was just too much endless mental nonsense. It was like giving him a different radio station to listen to. He listened and shutup for a while. Wow I needed that quiet.
I was stuck in this ridiculous form, “Richard” until about a month ago. Then one day he fell off his bike and I started my escape. When he fell off his bike I moved into his back and waited for the hematoma to form. It took a month after his “accident” when the hematoma developed one night (I confess, I might have helped a little with that!) It was so big there was lots of room for me and I slipped out. He had no idea, which was his state most of the time anyway.
So, there you have it. Now I float around, mostly unseen, enjoying the quiet and peace.
I must say, you live in a strange world and we’re grateful for the work you are doing in your own unique way. Survival of the Earth is not guaranteed as it appears to be headed down the proviral rabbit hole. Nothing is ever lost so we’ll see how the transformation to higher consciousness occurs, or if it occurs. We are hopeful. The more humans encounter and realize some of the amazing beauty you see, express, and are, the greater the vibration of hope and promise and love. Higher awareness is expressed and reflected in love, acceptance, beauty, and joy. It’s infectious. It becomes collective and carries the stream of humanity to yet higher vibrations. The more earthlings realize there is no lack, the more they realize they create their own realities, the better chance higher consciousness will flow on into their children and bring more light into the world. You, each of you, are literally changing the world, if you desire to. Take courage, see the deeper dimensions of love and glimpe the radiant beauty of the form beyond form. You are a light being. Shine your light into the darkness of this world of duality. It’s good to remember that light is brighter in the darkness. Change the world through love, with grace to all you encounter. In doing so your efforts increase the ability to see and expereince deeper dimensions of love, being and connectedness. It may not be easy, yet, carry on light beings! Find each other, share your brilliance, have courage.
I’ll report back from time to time. There is no such thing as space and time. You are love itself. Contact me and I’ll get back to you.
Peace and Love.
P.S. I’ll use Richard as a conduit since he has little else to do!
Copyright © Richard C. Whitman
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