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Sunday, August 16, 2020

Retaliation Begins

The Planetary Defense sirens have triggered a lockdown of Shamballa.  We are sealed in sub-level 7 and a hologram of the Earth appears in the center of the room.  A red "cloud" seems to hover in space over twenty percent of the Earth and hitting the Atlantic seaboard.

"It's Dal-Shin. They're projecting a sub-field using the consciousness' of the people they control to fuel it."

"What's the nature of the field?" I ask.  Shayla has a response almost as quickly as I spoke.

"Most signals seem to be intense hate with the remainder focusing in the paranoia spectra.  It's a hate storm."

Hate storms are incredibly dangerous. Murders, violence, suicide and all sorts of crime spike when our world is hit with these type of attacks.

"Activate the cancellation satellites - now." Shayla instructs.

I look at the hologram and the 1000s of satellite locations all turn blue. Blue rings appear and blanket the entire surface of the Earth. When they hit the red hate storm the hate storm vanishes and is overtaken by the many expanding blue concentric rings.

Dal-Shin is a very technocratic world, but their technology is all stolen from other worlds. In that regards, it is very much like China - a place where intellectual theft occurs because the minds are unsophisticated and unable to come up with their own technologies.  This gives the confederation
a great edge in mitigating their attacks. In a very real sense the Dal-Shin have molded China and the CCP into a nation of Dal-Shin "mini-mes" whose tactics, selfishness and goals are mirrors of their  own.

"Valhalla! Report. Are their brain control broadcasts getting through?"

"We are monitoring a great reduction, but 13% of brain control broadcasts are still breaching Earth's defense shield."

"Isolate the frequencies and source of those signals. I want them cancelled out."

The Martian responds with a cool, unemotional reply. "They appear to be coming from the Earth itself."

"Location?"

"Somewhere about 20,000 feet under the Gulf of Mexico...south of St Croix."

"Interesting. Get me specific coordinates."




Tuesday, August 04, 2020

Targeting China - Shamballa 2020

It's been almost a decade since my time as Tech1 ended abruptly. My position, assets, friends and work life are now memories. Living on an alien world changed me. For those who care about names the world is known as Htra-deg and I spent 9 years there with an alien woman called Yal-hune.

The weirdest thing is the time disparity. 9 Earth years passed here, but centuries passed on Htra-deg.  However, I am not centuries older (though I feel like it in many ways) my body has been returned to the atomic state it was before I left.  I am, technically, the same age I was on July 18th, 2011 - when I left. I have experienced many human lifetimes worth of events, memories, feelings and knowledge.

Now I am back on Earth.  SDAI is still active and Shamballa still exists in the vast Arizona wasteland. Today, it was 121 degrees in the shade and I almost forgot the feeling of the harsh sunlight's radiation burrowing into one's body.  Earth is in another crisis. Save it from one alien Armageddon and there's always another one just around the corner.

Many of you who have loyally followed this blog have been treated very poorly. I never said goodbye. I apologize.  I know many think all this a fiction and perhaps some parts are, but other parts are quite real and preserving plausible deniability was always pursued - not just for my benefit, but for yours.

I realize I don't quite sound the same. My mind, its emotions and thought processes are more controlled and it in many ways dehumanizes the descriptions.  I recall when Shayla called my mental dialogues "Doctor Doom-ing."  She was right.  Now it's all a bit less melodramatic and all too sanitized.  On Htra-deg I developed an amazing resistance to overshadowing and now, on Earth, this built in resistance permits me to communicate without filters.

"You still sound a bit like Doctor Doom you know."

Shayla appears with a copy of the signed Executive Order in her hand from President Trump. The one that activates all the resources of MIMIR to deal with the alien overshadowing that is controlling the bankers, Chinese communist leaders and those all the way down to the most low level antifa street thug.

I laugh.  "Doctor Doom was misunderstood. He was always trying to save his mother, as I recall."

"True.  So who are YOU trying to save now?  The Earth? The United States? "

"Just myself.  This cycle is a replay of previous lives where I misused technology and weapons to oppress strangers. Now, I get to deal with all these characters.  From Xi Jinpeng to Nancy Pelosi or Joe Biden - all just focal points from the distant past."  I smile.  Shayla is looking at me with a mix of amusement and skepticism.

"What about you? You must be excited to have MIMIR back and in ways you cant even conceive?"

"I am.  I have been awaiting a long overdue step up for the planet.  With enough souls who can actively change their own fate  - by working out the past - gives this world a new potential."

"Elon Musk could only dream about what already exists, but he is working out his pasts as well.  I thought Trump's tweet about the splashdown being 'very exciting' was well played.  You would never think he just recently was debriefed by an alien while sitting in the Presidential limousine."

"He is replaying and working out his pasts as well."

"True.  With all this staged rioting and protests funded by bankers and sponsored by worlds that want to keep the Earth in a retrograde state, I wonder what precise pasts he is working on? I wonder if he worked out more of his pasts could he achieve a more positive outcome at this time?"

I enter a key code and press my hand against the biometric scanner.  It doesn't seem much more advanced than when I left.  In fact, much of the technology appears quite primitive to me now.  The door opens with a whoosh and the sound pressurized rooms make here on the 7th sub-level at Shamballa.

A large screen lights up, about forty feet wide by twenty high.  A map of the Earth appears with SDAI facilities highlighted as they appear in locales around the world. Smaller window screens appear next to these locales and the Techs who head these facilities are ready for the teleconference.

Shayla sits next to me on the plush leather chairs that face this screen.  Our faces appear on the giant screen as well after Shayla depresses a button on the chair's right arm. Half of the faces are known to me, all of them are known to Shayla who has been running much of Shamballa after Tech1 recruited her.  Some of the faces are alien - quite literally. Valhalla's Director is clearly Martian.  Yes, there is life on Mars and not just microbial. There is a designated underground civilization that has lived on Mars longer than we have records of our own human history.  They look somewhat Chinese, which is not surprising since China was founded by refugees of a crashed Martian space ship many millennia ago. It's a long story and for another blog entry.

Shayla extends her arm and a small ball of pure energy appears in her hand. She speaks.

"Let us bring this meeting to order.  Today, we received the green light from President Trump to put up the overshadowing satellite shield array up.  As you know Earth and humanity have been overshadowed by alien brain messages for almost 16,000 years, since the demise of the Atlantean empire.

The descendants of the Martians, the Chinese, have engaged in a war against the world for the past 70 years, since the fall of the much more enlightened Chiang Kai-Shek. Their recent bioweapon attack has harmed many billions and made many millions sick, leaving many casualties.  This was not really their doing.  The CCP are complete drones of these aliens who control their every waking thought.

China has been targeted by the worlds of Zu-shin, Dal-shin and several other non-Confederation worlds, which broadcast non stop into the minds of the Chinese people.  They have very limited moral and emotional development and have been stunted by this incessant targeting of their minds.

 Chinese policies which led to decades of killing the female children in favor of male offspring further diminished their genetic diversity, leading to weaker synaptic development. Our first goal with the satellite shield will be sweeping up all thess signals targeting China and the surrounding nations such as North Korea, Japan and Vietnam.  Tech21 is your facility ready to monitor and maintain the network over this region?"

Tech21 appears larger on the screen and he adjusts some sort of metal headgear which he is wearing.

"Yes, this will be rather easy. We have prepared some of the sensor arrays you shipped to Shangri La here two months ago. They're all set and can monitor trillions of signals simultaneously. All incoming signals which target the Chinese will be reversed, put out of phase and neutralized.  Do you want us to assign specific Techs to provide fundamental constructive thought content for Xi Xinpeng and the CCP leadership? When their signals drop their minds will be quite empty. Based on our observation 98.4 percent of his waking thoughts have been provided by signals from planet Dalshin. It might be too much for them to actually think for themselves."

Shayla's mind bristles at the thought. I can feel her discomfort as if it were my own.

"No. Absolutely not. We will not replace one set of artificial thoughts with another. It may be a shock, but he will get over it and start to really think."

"As you wish. We will be sure to have a group of tier one Psy-Espers standing by to assist those whose minds reach out and *ask* for help."

Shayla nods and turns to me.

"Is there anything you would like to add Tech1?"

It's strange being Tech1 again.  It's strange to be on a world where responsibility is not distributed evenly and where orders are required to maintain coherency of a group.  Htra-deg was vastly different and consensus was always apparent when many minds interfaced directly.

"This is the most important thing SDAI has ever done. There are many worlds who do not want to see humans freed of this overshadowing bondage and will, undoubtedly, raise the stakes with greater attacks on our world. We will personally be targeted and new players will likely emerge.  I want everyone to be aware of their own past lives and their past negative actions. To pull this off we need to reverse those negative actions now and find equilibrium.  Do not bias, do not fear, do not hate."

The assembled all seem to be in agreement.

And as if on cue, the planetary defense shield alert starts it's loud pulsing tone.