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by "John Winston" <johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED] > Mar 17, 2008 at 07:26 AM

Subject: Something About The Higher Self.
Mar 16, 2008.

  This talks about noise pollution.

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                        Certain countries, like
Australia, where you are from, are beginning to show
great respect for ecology and it is a step in the right
direction; but even in that country, what case is made
of pollution - both water and air pollution? What is
ever done about one of the worst forms of pollution?
Noise.
  `I say ‘worst’ because people such as Australians pay
virtually no attention to it at all.
  `Ask someone if traffic noise bothers him and the
response will surprise you - eighty five per cent of
the time it will be; `What noise?
  What are you talking about? Oh that noise - we get
used to it. And it is precisely because they `get used
to it' that the danger exists.'
  Just then, Thaora, as this high figure was called,
made a gesture and I turned around. He was replying to
a question I had mentally posed; `How can he speak of
percentages and know so much about our planet with so
much precision?'
  Turning around, I almost uttered a cry of surprise
for, behind me, stood Biastra and Latoli. In itself,
this was nothing surprising, but the friends I knew who
measured 310 and 280 centimetres in height
respectively, were now reduced in size to correspond
with my height. My mouth must have continued to gape,
for Thaora smiled.
  `Can you understand, that sometimes, and very often
in these days, some of us live among your people on
Earth? - and there is my answer to your question.
  `To continue on the very im****tant subject of noise,
it is such a danger that, if nothing is done,
catastrophe is certain.
  `Let us take the example of a discotheque. The people
who expose themselves to music that is typically played
three times too loudly, are subjecting their brains and
their physiological and astral bodies to vibrations
which are so harmful. If they could see the damage that
is caused, they would vacate the discotheque quicker
than if there was a fire.
  `But vibrations don’t only come from noise; they also
come from colo-rs and it is astoni****ng that, on your
planet, experiments conducted in this field have not
been followed up. Our `agents' re****ted a particular
experiment involving a man who was capable of lifting a
certain weight. It was (found) (that-Editor's addition)
after staring for a moment at a pink colo-red screen,
he consistently lost thirty per cent of his strength.
  `Your civilization pays no attention to such
experimentation. In fact, colors can enormously
influence the behaviour of human beings and yet,
control of this influence requires that an individual's
Aura be taken into account. If for example, you want to
paint or wallpaper your bedroom with the colors that
are truly appropriate for you, you must be aware of the
colors of certain principal points of your Aura.
  `By matching the colors of your walls with those of
your Aura, you can improve your health or maintain good
health. Further, the vibrations manating from these
colors are essential for good mental balance, exerting
their influence even while you sleep.'
  I was wondering how we could be expected to know
these significant colors in our Auras when, on Earth,
we were not capable of perceiving Auras.
  Of course, Thaora replied immediately, without me
having to say a word aloud.
  `Michel, it is now very im****tant that your experts
invent the special equipment necessary, to enable
perception of the Aura, as this, in turn, will ensure
that correct choices are made at the critical
cross-roads ahead.
  (same said Rampa in 1955 - rø-comment)
  `The Russians have already photographed the Aura.
This is the beginning, but the results obtained allow
them only to read the first two letters of the
alphabet, as it were, in comparison with what we are
able to decipher. The reading of the Aura in order to
heal the physical body is nothing compared with what
such a reading can achieve for the p-ychic body, or the
physiological body. It is in the area of the ps-che
that, on Earth, your greatest problems exist.
  `At the moment, most responsibility is taken for the
physical body, but this is a serious mistake. If your
psy-he is poor, it will influence your physical
appearance accordingly, but, regardless, your physical
body will wear out and d-e one day, whereas your
psyc-e, being part of your Astral body, never dies. On
the contrary, the more you cultivate your mind, the
less you will be burdened by your physical body and the
quicker you will proceed through your cycle of lives.
  We could have brought you to our planet in Astral
body, but instead, we have brought you here in physical
body - and for an im****tant reason. I see you already
understand our reason. This pleases us and we thank you
for your willingness to assist us in our task.'
  Then Thaora stopped talking and seemed to lapse into
thought, at the same time, fixing me with his luminous
eyes. I cannot say how much time elapsed. I know my
state became more and more euphoric and I was aware
that the Auras of the seven personages were gradually
changing. The colors became more vivid in places,
softer in others, while the outer edges became misty.
  This mist became more golden and pink as it spread,
gradually blurring the seven figures. I felt Thao's
hand on my shoulder.
  `No, you are not dreaming, Michel. It's all quite
real.' She spoke very loudly and, as if to prove her
point, she pinched my shoulder so hard, she left a
bruise that could be seen for several weeks.
  `Why did you do that? I would not have thought you
capable of such violence, Thao.'
  `I'm sorry, Michel, but sometimes strange means are
employed. The Thaori always disappear - and sometimes
appear in this manner - and you might have thought it
part of a dream. I am entrusted with the task of
ensuring that you recognize what is real.'
  With these words, Thao pivoted me around and I
followed her, as we departed by the same route we had
come.

  The Continent of Mu and Easter Island

  Before leaving the doko, Thao fitted a mask on my
head - a mask that was different from the one I'd worn
previously. I was able to see colors that were much
more vivid and much more luminous.
  `How do you feel in your new voki Michel? Do you find
the light tolerable?'
  `Yes... it's... fine, it's so beautiful and I feel
so...' With that, I collapsed at Thao's feet. She took
me in her arms and carried me to the flying platform.
  I awoke in my doko, quite astonished. My shoulder was
hurting; quite instinctively I put my hand to the pain,
and grimaced.
  `I am really sorry, Michel, but it was necessary.'
There was just a hint of remorse in Thao's expression.
  `What happened to me?'
  `Let's say that you fainted, although the word is not
quite appropriate; rather, you were overwhelmed with
beauty. Your new voki allows fifty per cent of the
vibrations of color on our planet to pass, whereas your
former voki subdued all but twenty per cent.'
  `Only twenty per cent? - that's incredible! All those
marvellous colors I could see - the butterflies, the
flowers, the trees, the ocean... No wonder I was
overcome. I remember, during a journey I made from
France to New Caledonia, we called in at the island of
Tahiti. While there, I toured the island with family
and friends, in a hired car. The islanders were
delightful and made such a charming picture, with their
straw hats constructed on the banks of lagoons amidst
bougainvillea, hibiscus and exoras - red, yellow,
orange and purple, surrounded by well-kept lawns and
shaded by coconut trees.
  `The backdrop to these scenes was provided by the
blue of the ocean. We spent all day touring the island
and I described it in my journal as having been an
entire day of inebriation for my eyes. I was, indeed,
intoxicated by the beauty around me; and yet, now, I
admit all that was nothing compared with the beauty
here on your planet.'
  Thao had listened to my description with marked
interest, smiling all the while. She placed her hand on
my forehead and said, `Rest now, Michel.  Later you
will feel better and will be able to come with me.'
  I fell asleep immediately and slept peacefully,
without dreaming, I think for about 24 hours. When I
awoke, I felt rested and refreshed.
  Thao was there, and Latoli and Biastra had joined
her. They had regained their normal size and I
commented on the fact straight away.
  `Little time is required for such a metamorphose,
Michel,' explained Biastra, `but that is not im****tant.
Today we are going to show you something of our country
and introduce you to some very interesting people.'
Latoli approached me and touched my shoulder with her
fingertips, just where Thao had bruised me. Instantly,
the pain vanished and I felt quivers of well-being run
through my whole body. She returned my smile and handed
me my new mask.
  I still found that, outside, I had to squint against
the light. Thao gestured to me indicating that I should
climb on to the Lativok as our flying platform was
called. The others chose to fly independently,
fluttering about our vehicle, as though playing a game
- and no doubt they were. On this planet, the
inhabitants seemed perpetually happy; the only ones I
had found to be serious - in fact, even a little
severe, despite their air of benevolence - were the
seven Thaori. ( Thaori is the plural of Thaora.)
  We flew at high speed, several meters above the water
and, although my curiosity was constantly aroused, I
often had to close my eyes to allow them to `recover'
from the brightness.
  Still, it appeared I was going to become accustomed
to it... I wondered how I would cope though, if it
occurred to Thao to give me a mask which permitted
seventy per cent of the light to penetrate - or even
more?

Part 2.

John Winston.  johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]
 Something About The Higher Self.       Part 3.
Mar. 17, 2008.

  This talks about horses who had human heads.

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  We rapidly approached the coast of the mainland,
where waves were breaking over rocks of green, black,
orange and gold. The iridescence of the water, cra****ng
against the rocks, under the perpendicular rays of a
midday sun, created a memorably lovely effect. A band
of light and color was formed, one hundred times more
crystalline than a rainbow on Earth. We rose to an
altitude of about 200 meters and proceeded to travel
over the continent.
  Thao flew us over a plain on which I could see
animals of all sorts - some were two-legged and
resembled little ostriches; others were four-legged
creatures, similar to mammoths, but twice as big. I
also watched cows graze side by side with
hippopotamuses. The cows were so similar to those we
have on Earth, I couldn't help but remark on it to
Thao, pointing as I did so, at a particular herd, just
like an excited child at the zoo. She laughed heartily.
  `Why shouldn't we have cows here, Michel? Look over
there and you'll see donkeys and there, giraffes -
although they are somewhat taller than on Earth. See
how lovely those horses are as they run together.'
  I was thrilled, but wasn’t I constantly thrilled by
this experience -sometimes a little more, sometimes a
little less? What really rendered me speechless, to the
amusement of my friends, was the sight of horses
bearing the heads of very pretty women - some blonde,
others auburn or brown and even some with blue hair. As
they galloped, they would often soar for tens of
meters. Ah yes! In fact, they had wings, folded back
against their bodies, which they made use of from time
to time - something like the flying fish which follow
or precede ****ps. They lifted their heads to see us and
tried to rival the speed of the Lativok.
  Thao reduced speed and altitude, enabling us to
approach within several meters of them. There were more
surprises ahead of me, as some of these horse-women
cried out to us in a language that was recognisably
human. My three companions answered in the same
language, and the exchange was obviously a pleasant
one. We didn't linger long at that low altitude,
however, as some of the horse-women soared to such
heights, they almost touched our vehicle, thereby
risking injury to themselves.
  The plain we flew over was, in places, embossed with
small knolls, all of about the same size. I remarked on
them and Biastra explained that, millions of years ago,
these knolls had been volcanoes. The vegetation below
us had none of the exuberance of the forest I had
‘experienced’ on my arrival. On the contrary, here the
trees were grouped in small stands, reaching no more
than 25 meters in height. As we passed, large white
birds took flight by the hundreds, only to land again,
a `safe' distance away. A wide water-course flowed to
the horizon, dissecting the plain with its lazy
wanderings.
  I could make out some small dokos grouped together on
a bend of the river. Thao guided the Lativok above the
river, reducing altitude to water level as we
approached the settlement. We landed in a small square
between two dokos and were immediately surrounded by
the inhabitants. They didn't scramble or push to get
near us; rather, they stopped what they were doing and
calmly approached us. They formed a circle large enough
to be comfortable and for all to have equal op****tunity
to see an alien face to face.
  Again, it struck me that these people all seemed to
be of the same age, apart from about half a dozen who
could have been older. Age, here, did not detract but
added a quality of surprising nobility.
  I had also been struck by the absence of children on
the planet; and yet, in this settlement and among the
crowd that approached, I saw six or seven of them. They
were charming and appeared to be quite level headed for
children. According to Thao, they would have been eight
or nine years old.
  Since my arrival on Thiaoouba, I had not yet had
occasion to meet so great a number of these people.
Glancing around the circle, I could appreciate a
calmness and reserve about them, as well as the great
beauty in their faces that I'd grown to expect. There
was a strong resemblance between them, as if they were
all brothers and sisters; and yet, isn't that our first
impression when we encounter a group of b-acks or
Asians together? In fact, the same physical variety in
facial features existed among these people, as exists
within r-ces on Earth.
  In height, they varied from 280 to 300 centimeters,
their bodies being so well-pro****tioned, they were a
pleasure to behold - neither too muscular nor too puny,
and without deformity of any kind. Their hips were
somewhat larger than you would expect in a man, but
then I'd been told that some of them gave birth to
children.
  All possessed magnificent heads of hair - most of a
golden-blond color, others platinum-blond or
coppery-blond and occasionally, a bright chestnut
color. There were also some, like Thao and Biastra,
with a fine down of hair on the upper lip, but, apart
from this, these people had absolutely no other body
hair. (This is not, of course, an observation that I
made at the time but one which I made later, when I had
occasion to see from quite near, a group of n-ked
sunbathers.) Their skin-type reminded me of Arab women
who protect themselves from the sun - it was certainly
not the pale skin typical of blondes with such light
eyes. So light, indeed, were the mauve and blue eyes
around me, that I might have wondered if they were
blind, had I been on Earth.
  When I speak now, of their long legs and rounded
thighs - they reminded me of our female long-distance
runners, as well as their beautifully pro****tioned
b-easts, firm and shapely in every case, the reader
will understand my error in believing Thao to be a
female giant when first we met. It occurred to me that
women on Earth would be most envious of the br-asts of
these people - and men would be most delighted by
them...
  I have already commented on the beauty of Thao's
face, and others in this crowd had similar `classic'
features; still others I would describe as `charming'
or `alluring'. Each face, though slightly different in
shape and features, seemed to have been designed by an
artist.
  Each had been given its own unique charm; but, above
all, the quality most evident in their faces and in
their manner and de****tment, was the quality of
intelligence.
  In all, I could find no fault with these people who
grouped around us, beaming smiles of welcome which
revealed rows of perfect white teeth. This physical
perfection did not surprise me, since Thao had
explained their ability to regenerate their body cells
at will. There was no reason, therefore, that these
magnificent bodies should age.
  `Are we interrupting them in their work?' I asked
Biastra, who happened to be by my side.
  `No, not really,' she replied. `Most of the people in
this town are on vacation - it is also a place where
people come to meditate.'
  Three of the `elders' approached and Thao asked that
I address them in French, and loudly enough for
everyone to hear. I believe I said; `I am very happy
to be among you and to be able to admire your wonderful
planet.
  You are fortunate people and I, myself, would like to
live among you.'
  This speech released a concert of exclamation, not
only on account of the language, which most of them had
never before heard spoken, but also for the sense of
what I had said, which had been t-lepathically
communicated.
  Biastra signalled we should follow the three
`elders', who led us into one of the dokos. When the
seven of us were comfortably installed, Thao began;
`Michel, I would like to introduce you to Lationusi.'
She held her hand towards one of the three and I bowed.
`Lationusi was, about 14 000 of your years ago, the
last King of the continent Mu on Earth.'
  `I don't understand.'
  `You don't want to understand, Michel, and, at this
particular moment, you resemble many of your peers on
Earth.'
  I must have looked troubled, for Thao, Biastra and
Latoli laughed loudly.
  `Don't look like that, Michel. I just meant to jostle
you a little.
  Now, in the presence of Lationusi, I am going to
explain one of the mysteries that elude many experts on
your planet - who, I might add, would do better to
devote their precious time discovering more useful
things. I am going to unveil not one, but several of
the mysteries which obsess them.'
  Our seats were arranged in a circle, Thao sat next to
Lationusi and I sat facing them.
  `As I already explained during our journey to
Thiaoouba, the Bakaratinians arrived on Earth 1 350 000
years ago. Thirty thousand years later came the
terrible cataclysm that gouged out seas and caused the
emergence of islands and even continents. I made
mention also, of an enormous continent which arose in
the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
  `This continent was called `Lamar' but is better
known to you as the continent of Mu. It emerged
virtually in one piece, to be shattered 2000 years
later, by seismic shock, into three principal
continents.
  `With the passing of years, vegetation established on
these continents, large areas of which were located in
equatorial regions. Grass grew, forests established
and, gradually, animals migrated across the very narrow
isthmus that bound Mu to North America.

Part 2.

John Winston.  johnfw@[EMAIL PROTECTED]

 




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