Your Invite to Break the Speed of Light – Part 2

In part 1 of Your Invite to Break the Speed of Light blog series, I discuss that a preference for the speed of light (SL) converted to 671 million miles an hour because it’s easier to picture breaking the light speed limit in your mind.

For example: Traveling at 671 million miles an hour it only takes about 10 hours to cross the solar system end to end at the speed of light. But what’s cool is that in just reading the prior sentence, you mentally crossed the entire solar system end to end in about 1 second. A visualization that allowed you to travel 36,000 times faster than the speed of light. Congrats. But don’t get cocky. We’re just getting started.

In part 1 you learned to leave your physical body astral travel safely using the silver tether to reel your ethereal body back to its home base, regardless of distance.  Please read part 1 before multi-dimensional or timeline travel because you must learn to use your silver tether before we can upgrade you to first-class.

When I am not being simply me these strange days, good old Ken Sheetz, Chicago real estate mogul turned conscious filmmaker and with a humble day job in social media and curating out of this world tech, I am a vast collection of angels and star beings who call themselves the OHOM collective. OHOM is an acronym for OPEN HEART OPEN MIND. We the OHOM collective first appeared to Ken at the moment of his conception in the womb, just after he traveled to 1952 from 5 billion years in your future. Take our word for it as connoisseurs of consciousness of Ken’s a fun channeler.

Apologies also if the delay in your species awakening, while we stepped away for a few millenniums, has caused chaos on your world. Expressing itself in its various and unpleasant forms. Some of them stupid-seeming like Trump and Boris as pawns for mastermind Putin, rampant racism, sexism.

Note: We of the OHOM collective wish to emphasize that we are above such petty judgements such as those Ken just slipped into this upgrade. Yours is a free-will planet of consent after all. The only mind control which humans experience is generated by your own species. Take heart and know that all you, even Trump and his doppelganger Boris, both serve the greater good. Obviously, Ken has a ways to go in his evolution.

We’ve the awakened many worlds know all to well that overcoming the duality of a right-left brained biology is always a big challenge. Indeed, if we a had a proverbial nickel for every sentient race that extinguished itself before mastering it’s own technology… Well, let’s not go there, as you say. And now back to your regularly scheduled interstellar thought travel upgrade.

Our collective has not thought traveled to your world since the sinking of Atlantis until roughly 2010. Sorry, but we could not begin this secret upgrade until this potent Lion’s Gate of 8.1.19. Congrats on finding your way here and listening to we and Ken, even as we appear to ramble.

At any rate please, we beg you, read part 1 if you have not. We, the beings autotyping — a thing similar to old school autowriting — through Ken’s fingers cannot be responsible for your safety if you read Your Invite to Break the Soeed of Light – Part 2 before Part 1.  We are placing the link here in the blog to Part 1 again and for the last time.   We will pause autotyping 30 earth minutes before continuing to channel through Ken.

Cue elevator music.  10 Hours long . Hope you dig it much as we ETs do.

 

And we’re back! Our ET and angelic multitude joyfully Autotyping through our mutual dear pal Ken, just one connective entity of many we each have in common. Hopefully you are digging the elevator music as it takes you higher and higher in consciousness, much like an elevator to the stars.  And sorry, it’s truly is best to listen to this elevator music while reading further for your enlightenment, comfort and safety.

Ahhh. The elevator music is so gosh darned relaxing yet stimulating. At least to ET minds. Just what you need to upgrade your astral travel skills. It’s a handy 10 hours long, with a few pauses built in for multiple readings. Relax. We promise the teachings of this deluxe edition of Your Invite to Break the Speed of Light – Part 2 will not take us nearly 10 hours.

Don’t worry if you are one of the first of readers to discover this blog the grows in subscribers as slowly as a melting Antarctic glacier. That’s quantum intentional. We wish the human audience to build slowly, but ever increasingly on a geometric scale that will eventually transmit this wisdom to everyone on earth now and in your future and out into endless time and space where you will begin to thought travel the galaxy tonight.

Heads up this blog visual pattern is infused of far greater tech than the human eye can see or your minds imagine. You see, the Coolest Meditation Ever is always written in 5D-ultrahypertext that travels trillions of times faster than the speed of light. It reaches out to all sentient life via the Akashic Records to the sufficiently evolved to receive it’s data throughout this universe and all dimensions, multiverses, times and reality modes. More on that phenom  in blog 5 and yes and they all must be read sequentially.

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By now we can read your mind, dear reader, “Jeeze Louise, when is the OHOM collective ever going to let Ken share the thought is faster than light wisdom that I somehow feel will save the world?” Fear not. He is. Ta da! This is the download!

Even when it seems Ken is wandering in his autotyping like the faithful, but unsure, brave pioneer that he is, we are just making room for all the data contained secretly in this part 2 download. A download which if each data bit were one were 1MM in length and placed end to end as a thread it would reach all the way to Alpha Centauri. So sit back and enjoy the download. As long you are playing the elevator music as you read you are getting your super groovy upgrade. Note: There is a 60 second break in the music coming up for deep breathing.

Darn. We can’t go on! Whoa!  We have stragglers aboard the DreamShield blog ship. Hmm. How do we to make this easy for the stubborn among you who have not gone back to read part one?

Got it. Here are steps 1-7 for faster than light travel from part 1. Remember, pay attention in particular to the silver tether. You may skip reading this if you have read Part 1 but it’s good to refresh your mind and read again. We promise and we never lie. Lying is an expression of your primitive mind you are leaving behind as you read on.

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STEP ONE: Listen more deeply to the pattens within the elevator music. There’s no guided meditation there. Allowing you to free form your way across the cosmos with excellent long form videos, which are primarily frequency meditation music in nature.

STEP TWO: Get comfy. Get still. Early on in this whole thought travel experience I got my best results laying down. But now seated in an upright yoga posture works equally well and keeps me from falling asleep as happens with laying down.

STEP THREE: Completely clear your mind through meditation and deep patterned breathing. Experiment with what inner visualizations and breathing pattern gets your mind quiet. We live in a world designed to keep your mind busy and restless. Meditation is a quick and easy remedy that add years to your life. And take it from Ohom and me, you want to be around for the beautiful changes we will see over the next 100 years. I know it doesn’t look that way watching the news but dig deeper into the real facts and you’ll see the world has never been safer or happier. But I digress. Back to breaking the speed of light.

STEP FOUR: In your mind’s eye, picture a silver tether at your ethereal body’s ankle to keep you connected to your physical body. It’s your lifeline and it’s indestructible. With your tether you can end thought journeys at will any time you say, you’re the boss of you, and return home safe and sound.

STEP FIVE: Picture your ethereal body rise from your physical body. Start small with your thought travel. Simply stand up from your body and walk around your home in the ethereal. Look in a mirror. I notice I am translucent in spirit form and quite a bit younger, about 37.

STEP SIX: When you feel ready, walk out the front door. Pass right through it. You’re not solid.  Leave your house and take a walk in the street. Detail is important. Feel the breeze.  Hear the birds. Feel the sun on your face. Test snapping home into your body via the silver tether. Whoosh!

STEP SEVEN: The next thought travel you do, after getting deep into your meditation, picture somewhere on earth you’ve already visited. Only now you’re traveling in your ethereal body. No planes, trains or automobiles required. Let’s say for this example the place you’ve visited and love is Paris.  See yourself floating above your home city and lift off!  See yourself streaking your way in an instant to the top of the Eiffel Tower. Walk around the balcony and take in the sights, sounds and scents of the streets of Paris below.  Smile. You’ve made your first faster than light journey.

CONGRATS STAYING ABOARD FOR YOUR VERY OWN UNIQUE UPGRADE OR FOR COMING BACK AFTER A LITTLE BREAK

Note: Since this blog is written in 5D-ultrahypertext there are countless of data bits hidden in the space between words to help you visit the stars in your meditations, making them testimonial worthy for CoolestMeditationEver.com. Please email us at Help@CoolestTechEver.com if you have a testimonial to share.

Hey, you made it. Ready for your…

PREPARE FOR THOUGHT TRAVEL UPGRADE COMPLETION!

You are a living FTL

Take a deep breath and let the now soothing feeling elevator music wash over you. Close your eyes and breathe slowly in and out for sixty seconds or up to one hour. Your pick.

Notice how much lighter your head feels? Your head floats out the window nearest you and lifts off into the night sky taking the rest of your body along for the ride. You see the starry sparkling sky, the one that’s always “nighttime” above the deep blue sky.

Far below you a killer whale surfaces in the arctic where Ken must go in 2020 to complete his polar meditation series he began in 2012. BTW, the killer whale is Robin William whose reincarnations are recounted on this blog. Robin waves a flipper and telepathically says, “Nanu nanu, buckaroo!” As you soar above the clouds from his sight.

Your so high in the blue sky you see the curvature of the earth or the flat disc of the planet if you of that mindset. But in either case you see the precious blue veil represents all there between you and death in the vacuum of space.

Chill, this is your astral body we’re flying with here and you don’t need silly old air. But let it be an inspiration to become an environmental warrior on your world from this day forth in the battle to fight the more primitive among you causing global warming and wrecking your perfect bubble.

We want the human species, it’s not a race, to evolve to join the OHOM collective one day! And how will you ever do that if you folks extinct all life on your planet as Mars once did? The Martians died off eons ago through something other than global warming. Ah, but that’s for another wisdom sharing blog upgrade.

You sail up from your home planet, or from whatever world you are reading this on. One sec, Ken says a hello to his love Elizabeth reading this in Denver visiting her amazing sister, two gorgeous cousins and I forget how many beautiful grandnieces and grandnephews.

Above all chill. OHOM, our collective name does not stand for Open Heart Open Mind for nothing. Because be you White, Black, Asian, whatever race, whatever color, be you a far left liberal gay person of mixed race or be you far right conservative pale white conservative that is a card carrying racist Trump fanatic, your energy is now in this collective meditation. It scatters over the earth on what will be eventually millions of phones and computers. ALL ARE WELCOME AS ONE HERE IN THIS ELECTRONIC SANCTUARY FOUNDED ON THE COSMIC PRINCIPAL OF LOVE THAT POWERS ALL OF GRAVITY.

During this part of the elevator music score, playing in perfect accordance with your reading speed, one that’s as unique as your fingerprint, the OHOM frequency begins transmitting a rainbow of infinite shades of color. Shafts of pure color  integrate with your human silver tether down to a DNA level. At this point you smell or sense a cleansing of the air as you breathe ever more deeply.

Now stare at this art by MC Kordan for 2 minutes exactly.

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Phew!  Your tether upgrade is almost complete! Now, gracefully orbit the moon. Prepare for the slingshot to hyper space by imagining a world, a time or a reality you wish to visit. All is possible with the safety and range of your upgraded indestructible silver prismatic tether.

Got your destination in mind?  Ok. Now see in your mind’s eye the opening of a portal in the lunar orbit and kiss earth good-bye for now. Traveling anywhere trillions of times the speed of light is now a breeze and you can zip right back into your body in the blink of an eye, no matter the time, distance or dimension. Cool

After all, the entire multiverse works on the principal that everything began with the Big Bang from a single point of light.  You are that light. Have fun!

In parting, such sweet sorrow s your Bard once wrote, we’d all love to read your comments here on this 5D blog on your astral adventure after this cosmic consciousness upgrade. Now see billions of us across the all times and dimensions applauding you and waving bye-bye to you. Ta ta!  This is as much as we can share for now. Subscribe to the blog to be informed when Part 3 is ready for your next upgrade.

Happy Lion’s Gate 8.1.19!  OHOM out.

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THE WISCONSIN PROJECT

I’ll chase him round the moons of Nibia and round the Antares maelstrom and round perdition’s flames before I give him up!” (Kahn in Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan)

By Ken Sheetz

Happy first official day of the new Mayan Age, the golden age, 1/27/14.  Since 12.21.12 we have been passing through a 400 day buffer time between ages, something I learned of from respected DreamShield member Gary Christmas, yesterday on Facebook.

Is the meditation done yetWe must remain patient despite the fact things will still look messed up on our world for sometime.  You see, I was told in Antarctica for 6 days, starting 12.12.12 to help halt the pole shift and transmute all that negative energy into a shift of human consciousness through a series of meditations I was guided to perform there, that the shift into the Golden Age will still take 50 years to manifest fully.  The ETs explain  earth manifests at this planetary scale at the rate of a large tree growing from seed to maturity.

Today is the first sprout of that tree of transformation.  There’s much work to do and our world’s stepping away from the brink of self-destruction is not assured unless we take action.  Meditation is simply our way of getting guidance.  We are on our own.  Thems the rules, my fellow earthlings!

THE WISCONSIN PROJECT

I had powerful ET visit last night where I was told by Ohom, my ET spirit guide from the Orion star system, about something called The Wisconsin Project.  Ohom told me that my prayers for help as a young boy, suffering child abuse at the hands of a drunken father and the neglect of a brokenhearted mother, were heard at the ET base in Antarctica and answered.  There were nightly extractions where I was repaired and given abilities to cope with horrendous physical and mental abuse.  I credit all this ET work with the fact anyone not knowing my past will tell you I must have come from a happy home to be so well-adjusted.  Well, that was before I began sharing my visions and past sufferings as a child in order to enlighten and free minds.

And Ohom told me I was not the only Sheetz family member saved each night aboard spirit space ships from the League of Ghost Worlds, a collective of worlds that have gone extinct and are seeking to help humanity to not follow in their footsteps before we attain the ability to live outside the bounds of time and space as they do with grace and ease.  You see all worlds go extinct eventually.  It’s inevitable.  The sad extinctions are the self-extinctions.  A path we as a species are on right now and the ETs we have seen as angels, since ancient times, are here to help us divert from for our sake and for all the creatures on our blue marble in space.

So last night, after conferring deeply with Ohom, I went into meditation at 3:13 AM, to take my first trip of the Golden Age outside my body. I left my body in Sedona after saying prayers, just like I did as a child: The Hail Mary, The Our Father and The Act of Contrition.  Though not a practicing Catholic today, these prayers remain magic to my child mind and work magic for me in meditation.

Once again the prayer words rang true, and I was soon rocketing out of my body in Sedona and high above the earth.  I started heading down into the green aurora field lighting the skies above Antarctica.  I  touched down before a tall mountain with no foothills that abruptly met the flat as a pancake ice sheet .  A dot of green light appeared at the top of the tall mountain that grew downward into a slit of intense lime green light.

Mashup by Ken Sheetz from Nasa Photos
Mashup by Ken Sheetz from Nasa Photos

I walked through the green light slit in the mountain and found myself inside a vast hangar, safe from the severe cold I was beginning to notice even in my indestructible astral body, complete with ethereal armor .  Spaceships and pilots were everywhere, in a scene almost out of Star Wars.  I realized this hangar was the real deal, a channeled message to George Lucas.  No Tan Tans in sight though.

None of the aliens and humans took much notice of me. Finally I came to a spaceship that my father, a great mechanic while he was alive, to my shock was happily repairing.  Overjoyed to see me, Dad dropped his tools clanking and scrambled up from underneath the spaceship, much like an X-wing fighter Ala Star Wars, to give me one of his famed bear hugs.  But I accepted his hug without returning any love.  My dad’s young face, he looked about 27 now, despite passing at age 82, looked pained at my rejection.

“Sorry for not letting you know Zylph is one of my higher selves, Ken,” my father said sincerely.  Sincerity I never heard from him in life.  Nonetheless, these sincere words were strange first words.  I’ve not seen or spoken to my dead father in visions for a couple of years now.  Not for lack of trying!  Ohom had told me my Dad was far away on a mission I’ve yet to learn of.  Stay tuned.  Now here he was back in my life again, without a word.

My young dead father’s face showed he knew how much that deception had upset me, once I deduced Zylph’s higher-self connection to my father.  Now, Zylph’s acerbic sense of humor made sense.  My father in life was a dark comic who never found a stage, unless you count his bar escapades.

“Yeah, Dad,  That was damn wrong on so many levels I don’t know where to start.  Why?  I had made my peace with you.  No need to hide behind your higher Zylph self just because you skipped the galaxy for a few years.  The whole thing makes me wary of all Zlyph shared with me about removing the old to make way for the new.  It seriously messed with my head like when you’d torment me as a kid.  Seems you are still prone to mind games even in the afterlife,” I said, angry steam coming from my breath in the cold hangar, where spaceships came and went through the green crevice in the hollow mountain’s face.

“We don’t change, much as you might think when we die, sonny boy.  But I am trying.  Trying damn hard.  Don’t let my screw up make you doubt Zylph.  He’s me, but from a couple billion years in the future and has a lot to share.  Yes, Zylph has a powerful dark side like me, but it’s in way more in check two billion years from now.  Harnessed for good.  We all need the dark and light to run this universe.  And Zylph loves you like I do, ” said my dead father, wiping the old familiar grease from his hands to avoid my glare.

Ohom, a 7 foot tall Orion who has been chief spirit guide to me since 2010, quietly joined us, seeking to break the cold tension, as thick as the ice sheet of Antarctica.

“Your father, though in spirit form now, remains divinely human.  William seeks daily to better integrate his bipolar natures expressed in one body, Ken,” said Ohom in his usually calm and soothing voice.

“Ohom, I’ve trusted you completely since 2010, letting you use my body and speak through me in videos and every day life!  I asked you if Zylph, a new ET spirit seeking to guide me, could be trusted.  And you said, ‘Yes, Zylph has much to share about planetary mass media and life,'” I said almost in tears, my heart pained this great being had allowed my father’s deception. “Some of the rage of my father leached back into me through Zylph.  I suspect it destroyed an important relationship I was exploring with a housemate I adored in Sedona.”

“Zylph is his own being in his own right, just as I am the high self of you, so it is with Zylph and your father.  My answer stands true, Zlyph has much to share to help save your world.  But I see now by the profound pain in your heart how much this conscious omission of mine has cost us all.  Worst of all, the love of someone dear to you that you sought to win was lost as result of my mistaken actions.  I should have told you of Zylph being a higher self of your father.  I hope you will accept my deepest apology for concealing the whole truth from you, Ken, on behalf myself and The League of Ghost Words, ” said Ohom, his blue wings sagging a bit at his shame.

“I promise to never withhold the whole and complete truth from you again, my Ken-Self.  You see, I wanted so much, too much, to have you see how far you father’s spirit will evolve into the great Zylph.  So much so that my better judgement was affected.  I, like your father, like me/you, am also not perfect,” said Ohom so sincerely and lovingly that my spirit brightened instantly.

“If you brought me here to this secret Antarctica base as an apology, Ohom and Dad… Well, pretty damn cool!  Come here, you SOB!” I motioned to my father and gave him a bear hug back to let he and Ohom know all was forgiven.

“So you’ll listen to Zylph again?” my father cautiously asked, nervous he’d blown the connection with his well-intentioned if misguided deception for good.

“I need to think on that Gordian knot some more, Dad.  But, probably. With knowing who Zylph is maybe I can put some filters in place against the contagion of your ancient rage,” I said, my worries of Zylph possessing me already fading.  The pain in my heart over the deceptions melting, like the ice upon the spaceships my dad was repairing in the hanger’s relative warmth.

Ohom joined in the hug and the three of us, my dead father, now a quantum spaceship mechanic, me and the lovable 7 foot tall blue angel-like Orion, remained in embrace without words until I found myself wrapped snug in my cover in bed and back in my body in Sedona.

I thought, pulling up the covers in my cozy Sedona bed, about a dream I’d had a few nights ago about Zylph, who is from an Arabic-like world in the Antares  star system 2 billion years from now.  And how he and a team of other ET Arabs fearlessly rescued me from prison pit of despair over the loss of my housemate, their white robes flowing as red para sails burst forth to save me.  And so I finally forgave Zylph, my father’s future higher self.  In that blissful moment I went to peacefully to sleep.  If sleep is what you can call what I do anymore.

Many more dreams of others people like me came in one of the most exhausting nights of my life. Dreams of many being saved from child abuse by the ETs of The League of Ghost Worlds  and The Wisconsin Project came to me like old memories of childhood playgrounds on other planets.  Comforted that I now have an ET father, looking out for me as penance for his sins in life in many forms, the most prominent being Zylph from Antares, I finally found dreamless rest nestled in the powerful red rocks of Sedona on this first early morning of the Golden Age.

PhiSciences Dr. Patrick Flanagan and his amazing wife Stephanie Sutton
PhiSciences.com’s Dr. Patrick Flanagan and his amazing wife Stephanie Sutton

Visit DreamShield.org to see my meditations in Antarctica and the work I am doing to record the amazing super scientist Patrick Flanagan, of PhiSciences.com who also speaks to Ohom and considers him a valuable spirit guide.

Last here is the link to an amazing new crowd funder in prelaunch where you can volunteer and be in the inner circle in bringing an amazing device called the Neurophone, proven in numerous university tests since 1957, to boost intelligence.  I am a happy user of the device and it greatly has improved my meditation and writing!

The League of Ghost Worlds

“Something unknown to our understanding is visiting this Earth.”
—Dr. Mitrovan Zverev (USSR), quoted by Reuters, August 26, 1965.

By Ken Sheetz

This will seem odd coming from a man reporting on being guided by ET angels since 2010. ETs who sent me all the way to Antarctica on 12.12.12 and who are sending me there again on 12.13.14, only one year away.  I still believe with all my heart and soul in ETs.  But I don’t believe in ET based UFOs.  I simply don’t believe after deep meditation and looking at all the facts that our planet has ever been visited by ETs from other worlds in corporeal form using spacecraft.

Science backs me up on my long deliberated belief.  Despite years of extensive astro-research the world over, no intelligent life has been found on any worlds within a 100 light year radius of our own.  I therefore believe the UFOs we do see are secret experimental craft and visitors for other time periods of our future.

But let’s stay on the ET UFO page.  No life on any world ever discovered within a 100 light-year radius.  That does not make sense as the math will tell you we should be discovering tens of thousands of earth-like worlds with the ingredients for intelligent life and worlds far older than our own with far more advance civilizations.

The answer is sad and scary one.  The reason is the worlds that once carried life are, like Mars, now dead worlds.  The flame of thousands of intelligent worlds has burned brightly and gone out before humankind had a chance to interact with them in the flesh.  Most of those dead worlds died of their own making when they continued on the path to self-annihilation we are embarked upon currently.

This revelation, recorded no where I can find on the web, was given to me by Ohom, who confirmed my suspicion that he is not alive in the classic sense.  Ohom of the Orion star system is from a dead race of intelligent insect evolved life.  And his world of Nectar is part of Galactic organization called The League of Ghost Worlds.

The League of Ghost Worlds is dedicated to reaching out to young living worlds, like ours, to save races like ours from early extinction.  Ohom’s peaceful ice moon once orbited a gas giant 5 times the size of Jupiter. But Nectar perished when the gas giant imploded into a mini star.

Fortunately, and Ohom explains it’s difficult for we of a 3D mentality to understand, his people the Orions exist outside of time in spirit form.  They also still exist in physical form on Nectar in its past.  Time, Ohom explains, is an illusion and if a species survives long enough to evolve it can, as Ohom’s race has done, achieve immortality in both form and spirit.

Humanity stands at a fork in the road.  To the right is the path to our immortality as an enlightened species.  To the left is the path to our early extinction at our own hands.

Ohom and The League of Ghost World ETs are here to help humanity take that right path.  They have no need of primitive space craft to travel the galaxy and beyond.

The real journey is within.  No alien invasions will ever occur.  All we have to worry about is ourselves.  And we have amazing help from The League of Ghost Worlds against our most deadly enemy… us.

DreamShield‘s Ken Sheetz is in Sedona filming Dr. Patrick Flanagan, founder of PhiSciences, to whom this meditation is dedicated,for a new documentary after the success of the web series THE FLANAGAN EXPERIMENTS, with over 25 million views on YouTube for BuzzBroz.

Zylph, There’s a New ET Guide in Town

I’ll chase him round the moons of Nibia and round the Antares maelstrom and round perdition’s flames before I give him up!” (Star Trek II: The Wrath of Khan)

By Ken Sheetz

Mica Monet as isis in Egypt
Mica Monet as Isis on Halloween

Stardate 11.14.2013 – 3:01 AM I was contacted by a new ET guide named Zylph.  It was an introduction.  An asking of permission to make a connection.  I answered the dream query that I would get back in touch.

The next day my new housemate Mica, a powerful healing intuitive and singer, put aside her unpacking to do a Matrix clearing for me.  At the end I recalled the new ET Zylph and mentioned it to Mica.  She felt the connection.  I told her I was going to get in touch with Ohom and she agreed it was a good idea.

Ohom, the ET I have worked extensively with on DreamShield, who is from the Orion star system, confirmed Zylph was a good being and was here to help me with media, being something of a galactic journalist.

Satisfied with the thumbs up from Ohom I had a nice meditation chat with Zylph.  Turns out Zlyph’s been around in my life for a couple of years, appearing to me in his 23rd century human form as Jake Rezinald of Akashic TV.

Zylph explains he is from the Antares star system.  I didn’t even know if Antares was real or a memory from my extensive reading of science fiction.  I love Wikipedia.  Below is what the Wiki Wikis have to say about Antares AKA, The Heart of Scorpio.

Hmm.  Mica Monet, the woman I have a hopeless crush on that you’ve been reading about in this blog for 8 months now and who I am exploring sharing a home with as spirit friends, is a powerful Scorpio with Isis energy to spare.  So I doubt Zylph coming onto the DreamShield ET scene being from the Antares B of the Antares star system is accidental.

“Fascinating,” as Star Trek’s Spock would say.

Antares

From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Antares A/B
Scorpius constellation map.svg
The position of Antares in the Scorpius constellation.
Observation data
Epoch J2000      Equinox J2000
Constellation Scorpius
Right ascension 16h 29m 24s[1]
Declination −26° 25′ 55″[1]
Apparent magnitude (V) +0.96[2]
Characteristics
Spectral type M1.5Iab-b + B2.5V[3]
U−B color index +1.34[2]
B−V color index +1.83[2]
Variable type LC[4]
Astrometry
Radial velocity (Rv) −3.4[5] km/s
Proper motion (μ) RA: −12.11[1] mas/yr
Dec.: −23.30[1] mas/yr
Parallax (π) 5.89 ± 1.00[1] mas
Distance approx. 550 ly
(approx. 170 pc)
Absolute magnitude (MV) −5.28
Details
A
Mass 12.4[6] M
Radius 883[6] R
Luminosity 57,500[7] L
Surface gravity (log g) 0.1[6] cgs
Temperature 3400 ± 200[7] K
Rotational velocity (v sin i) 20[8] km/s
B
Mass 10 M
Radius R
Temperature 18,500[7] K
Other designations
α Scorpii, 21 Sco,[3] Cor Scorpii, Kalb al Akrab, Scorpion’s Heart, Vespertilio,[9] HR 6134, CD -26°11359, HD 148478, SAO 184415, FK5 616, WDS 16294-2626, CCDM J16294-2626A/B, HIP 80763.[3]
Database references
SIMBAD data

Antares (α Scorpii, α Sco, Alpha Scorpii) is a red supergiant star in the Milky Way Galaxy and the sixteenth brightest star in the nighttime sky. It is sometimes listed as 15th brightest, if the two brighter components of the Capella quadruple star system are counted as one star. Along with Aldebaran, Regulus, and Fomalhaut, Antares comprises the group known as the ‘Royal stars of Persia’. It is one of the four brightest stars near the ecliptic. It is the brightest star in the constellation Scorpius, and is often referred to as “the heart of the scorpion”. Antares is a slow irregular variable star with an average magnitude of +1.09.[3] Antares is the brightest, most massive, and most evolved stellar member of the nearest OB association (the Scorpius-Centaurus Association). Antares is a member of the Upper Scorpius subgroup of the Scorpius-Centaurus Association, which contains thousands of stars with mean age 11 million years at a distance of approximately 145 parsecs (470 light years).[10]

Properties

Comparison between the red supergiant Antares and the Sun, shown as the tiny dot toward the upper right. The black circle is the size of the orbit of Mars. Arcturus is also included in the picture for size comparison.

Antares is a supergiant star with a stellar classification of M1.5Iab-b.[3] It has a radius of approximately 883 times that of the Sun;[6] if it were placed in the center of our solar system, its outer surface would lie between the orbits of Mars and Jupiter. Based upon parallax measurements, Antares is approximately 550 light-years (170 parsecs) from the Earth.[1] Its visual luminosity is about 10,000 times that of the Sun, but because the star radiates a considerable part of its energy in the infrared part of the spectrum, the bolometric luminosity equals roughly 65,000 times that of the Sun. The mass of the star has been calculated to be in the range of 15 to 18 solar masses.[11] A recent analysis[10] comparing the effective temperature and luminosity of Antares to theoretical evolutionary tracks for massive stars which include rotation and mass loss yielded a mass of approximately 17 solar masses and age of 12 million years old.

The size of Antares may be calculated using its parallax and angular diameter. The parallax angle is given in the box to the right, and the angular diameter is known from lunar occultation measurements (41.3 ± 0.1 mas).[12] This implies a radius of 755 solar radii at 170pc.

Antares is a type LC slow irregular variable star, whose apparent magnitude slowly varies from +0.88 to +1.16.[4]

Antares near the Sun on 30 November. This date may vary between 30 Nov and 2 Dec every year

Antares is visible in the sky all night around May 31 of each year, when the star is at opposition to the Sun. At this time, Antares rises at dusk and sets at dawn. For approximately two to three weeks on either side of November 30, Antares is not visible in the night sky, because it is near conjunction with the Sun;[13] this period of invisibility is longer in the Northern Hemisphere than in the Southern Hemisphere, since the star’s declination is significantly south of the celestial equator.

Companion star

Illustration of Antares and its companion star, Antares B

Antares has a secondary, or companion star, Antares B, that changed from an angular separation (from its primary, Antares A) of 3.3 arcseconds in 1854 to 2.86 arcseconds in 1990. The last is equal to a projected separation of about 529 Astronomical Units (AU) at the estimated distance of Antares, giving a minimum value for the separation of the pair. Spectroscopic examination of the energy states in the outflow of matter from the companion star suggests that it is about 224 AU beyond the primary,[6] giving a combined separation of about 574 AU.[14] The stellar classification of this star is B2.5,[11] with numerous spectral lines suggesting it has been polluted by matter ejected by Antares A.[6] At magnitude 5.5, it is only 1/370th as bright visually as Antares A, although it shines with 170 times the Sun’s luminosity.[11]

The companion star is normally difficult to see in small telescopes due to glare from Antares A, but can sometimes be seen in apertures over 150 mm (5.9 in).[15] The companion is often described as green, but this is probably either a contrast effect[11] or the result of the mixing of light from the two stars when they are seen together through a telescope and are too close to be completely resolved. Antares B can sometimes be observed with a small telescope for a few seconds during lunar occultations while Antares A is hidden by the Moon. It was discovered by Johann Tobias Bürg during one such occultation on April 13, 1819,[16] but until its existence was confirmed in 1846 it was thought by some to be merely the light of Antares viewed through the Moon’s atmosphere (which at the time was theorized to exist).[17] When observed by itself during such an occultation, the companion appears a profound blue or bluish-green color.[17]

The orbit of the companion star is poorly known, with an estimated period of 1,200[18] – 2,562 years.[19]

Position on the ecliptic

Antares is one of the 4 first magnitude stars that lies within 5° of the ecliptic (like Spica, Regulus and Aldebaran) and therefore can be occulted by the Moon and, though rarely, by Venus. The last occultation of Antares by Venus took place on September 17, 525BC; the next one will take place on November 17, 2400. Other planets did not occult Antares in the last millennium nor will they do so in the next millennium, as they pass as a result of their actual node position and inclination always northward of Antares. On 31 July 2009, Antares was occulted by the Moon. The event was visible in much of southern Asia and the Middle East.[20][21] Every year around December 2 the Sun passes 5° north of Antares.[13]

Traditional names

Antares, the proper name of this star, derives from the Ancient Greek Άντάρης, meaning “anti-Ares” (“anti-Mars”), due to the similarity of its reddish hue to the appearance of the planet Mars.[22] The comparison of Antares with Mars may have originated with early Mesopotamian astronomers.[23] However, some scholars have speculated that the star may have been named after Antar, or Antarah ibn Shaddad, the Arab warrior-hero celebrated in the Golden Mu’allaqat.[23]

  • In ancient Mesopotamia, Antares may have been known by the following names: Urbat, Bilu-sha-ziri (“the Lord of the Seed”), Kak-shisa (“the Creator of Prosperity”), Dar Lugal (“The King”), Masu Sar (“the Hero and the King”), and Kakkab Bir (“the Vermilion Star”).[23]
  • In Persia, Antares was known as Satevis, one of the four “royal stars“.[24]
  • In India, it with σ and τ Sco were Jyeshthā, one of the nakshatra (Hindu lunar mansions).[23]
  • The Wotjobaluk Koori people of Victoria, Australia, knew Antares as Djuit, son of Marpean-kurrk (Arcturus); the stars on each side represented his wives. The Kulin Kooris saw Antares (Balayang) as the brother of Bunjil (Altair).[25]
  • The Māori people of New Zealand call Antares Rehua, and regard it as the chief of all the stars. Rehua is father of Puanga/Puaka (Rigel), an important star in the calculation of the Māori calendar.

Alternative name of this star, meaning “the Heart of Scorpion”:

  • In ancient Egypt, Antares represented the scorpion goddess Serket (and was the symbol of Isis in the pyramidal ceremonials).[23]
  • Antares is listed in MUL.APIN as GABA GIR.TAB, meaning “the Breast of the Scorpion:Lishi, Nabu”.[26]
  • Calbalakrab from the Arabic Qalb al-Άqrab.[27] This had been directly translated from the Ancient Greek Καρδιά Σκορπιού Kardia Skorpiū.
  • Cor Scorpii translated above Greek name into Latin.[23]

24 Hour Planetside Assistance

“Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.”
Buddha

By Ken Sheetz

You are more powerful than you knowYou are more powerful than you know.

Saturday a post on Facebook by Sedona spirit worker Ed Preston alerted me about the California fires. San Fransisco was in danger of evacuation, the great redwoods in danger too. So I did planetary meditations I blogged about yesterday. I just checked the news. WOW. Containment has doubled in the past 24 hours and the news says it looks like the giant redwoods and city are going to be saved after all.

How confident were the ET angels that guide me in meditation today about SF and the redwoods? They had me back on Fukushima duty today. Progress in the Pacific is accelerating as I learn to use the unlimited power of the DreamShield.

It’s a force field we can all access to protect our world. All planets with sentient life have these shields. Gaia was born without one for some reason. But I am blessed to have been part of earth being gifted with a DreamShield by ETs from the Orion star system on May 5, 2010.

We are the stewards of this world. And the dream shield is a tool. It manifests at various speeds and with our real world actions. Meditation sets intent. Fire, floods, earthquakes, comets, pole shift, rogue worlds, all manner of dangers, both within and without are on the way to obsolete.

News report: “Firefighters were aided by movement of the blaze into less forested areas, higher humidity and cooler temperatures…” From Yahoo News.

Rejoice and keep seeing the fires going out.

AGENT SMITH ESCAPES THE MATRIX

“A dream ain’t over ’til I say so.” – Ken Sheetz AKA Agent Smith

I dream this morning that I am in a training camp for psychic warriors of the Shift.  I swim in the left lane bedside three other students in a roped off area of the Pacific Ocean near Hawaii.  Logs block the path of our swim lanes.  All four of we swimmers of spirit easily manage to turn the logs to open our lanes with our minds.  We all keep swimming steadily forward through the intricate oceanic obstacle course.  Dolphins cheer us on doing stunts and squeak calls.

Sub Levitation
See more of my vision art at DreamShield.org

A submarine surfaces, blocking my swim lane. “Part of the test?” I wonder to the other swimmers.

“I don’t think so.”  says a young woman about my age.  I’m seventeen in this dream.  The age I train and become life guard in Milwaukee, where I save 17 kids in real life.

The sub turret guns spin for us.  I realize the enemy is out to kill we young psychic warriors before we can complete our training.  I hold forth a hand from the ocean and will the sub to lift from the sea.  “It’s huge.  Bigger than I can lift!” I shout to the other three students.

“You can do it, Ken!  Raise it from the sea and crush it like a clam shell,” shouts the young beauty with hair as red as the rocks of Sedona.

I strain with all my might but I am only able to lift the bow of the sub from the sea.  “Too big!”  I shout, happy now at least the sub’s guns can’t target us.  But I am not sure how long I can keep us safe from the malevolent nuclear sub.

SLEEPLESS IN SEDONA

I awake from the dream in Sedona in a light sweat.  I realize it’s not a dream.  It’s a repressed memory coming to the surface.  I close my eyes and I see Morpheus smile at me.  “Welcome back to Sedona, Agent Smith,” the gap toothed Morpheus congratulates me.

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THE FALANAGAN EXPERIMENTS stars Stephanie Sutton and super scientist Patrick Flanagan

Morpheus is referring to a dinner I had yesterday in Sedona, after a lovely tour, where I was photographer for Patrick Flanagan and his wife Stephanie Sutton,of PhiSciences, whose newlywed niece was visiting with her Italian husband and best man from Italy. I explain over salad I used to be so deep in the Matrix before leaving Chicago real estate to be a Hollywood filmmaker, that the character I most related to from the film trilogy, THE MATRIX, was Agent Smith.  Stephanie and Patrick are both shocked I was such a super asshole in my real estate mogul days in the 80s and 90s.  We all get a big laugh of joy about my transformation to an enlightened filmmaker.

My escape from the Matrix accelerated to light speed after witnessing ET angelic like beings build the DreamShield for human ascension and protection in Italy in May of 2010.  The Dreamshield is a profound instrument made of a combination of Gaia’s energies and our collective consciousness as her children, then ignited by ETs.  This elevated earth from a slave planet to a protected world under Galactic Treaty commencing 1.1.11.

My adult kids are still freaked out by the amazing story of the DreamShield and have not spoken to me in over two years since I shared seeing 7 foot tall blue ET angels in Italy.  Stephanie explains my wonderful son and daughter are deep in the Matrix and their reaction of brain shut-down is typical.  Steph gives me hope that none of my kids’ distancing is really personal.

I am honored to be one of many custodians of the DreamShield, under its many names and guises.  No ego.  No high priests allowed.  After the exhausting meditation event of 12.12.12. in Antarctica, still #1 on Google search for “coolest meditation ever”, 2013 has been a year of profound healing for me in Sedona with Patrick and Stephanie.

What more wonders await me and the DreamShield, which I recently learned is the same name Navajo shamans give to their shield on which the project their visions to share with the tribe.  Sounds a lot like what I’ve done for the past 18 years; a Hollywood filmmaker sharing my visions on movie, TV and computer screens with my tribe, you.

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Meeting my Inner Morpheus

WE NOW RETURN YOU TO YOUR REGULARLY SCHEDULED DREAM

My inner Morpheus is a very real, like all imaginary characters we come to love.  He’s a paradoxical guide born of one of my favorite movies.  “Use what you learned from the Shaman in LA, finish the dream of the sub,” Morpheus advises me.

I concentrate on returning to the dream, only now I am the master I am today at 60, not a 17-year-old in training.  With ease and grace I levitate the sub from the ocean into the air.  “Gotta save the crew before I wreck the sub,” I say to the young swimmer who is now a mature beauty.

“Nice,” she says as I life the sub over to the beach and twist it onto its side. “Everyone off the ship who wants to live.”

Sailors leap and fall into the sandy beach from the sub.  I will the floating sub to shake a few times and the last sailors run off into the jungle realizing they are no match for these four masters.

I toss the sub into the sky.  I fly from the ocean after it.  The sub’s hull burns red-hot from the air friction.  Then, exiting earth’s atmosphere, the sub cools.  I see a debris field being brought for earth by rogue aliens breaking the Galactic Treaty that made earth a protected world on December 31, 2010.  These stubborn forces of the dark energy have not given up.

At dinner yesterday Stephanie Sutton spoke of a dark cloud of debris from that would create three days of darkness and death upon our world.  I realize in this meditation my mission is to wipe out that illegal spaceship towing the debris for our world.  The creepy ship’s sensor’s pick me and the sub up. They feel safe behind the debris field.  A mistake.

I form a force field about the nuclear sub and hurl it like a missile through the debris field of tiny asteroids.  I am too fast.  The hostile alien ship explodes and its tractor beam with it.  With a blast of super breath I send the debris sailing for the sun.

Mission accomplished I return to my body in Sedona and fall back to sleep.

LONG NIGHT’S WORK FOR AGENT SMITH

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Agent Sheetz/Smith

I awake from the DreamShield meditation inside a dream.  I sit up in bed surrounded by fellow prisoners.  I am Agent Smith, but I retain all my memories of this life as Ken Sheetz.  I calmly check myself over.  I am in a black prison outfit and I know this is “The Matrix” prison for our minds.

The prison is vast and high-tech.  Rather than bars, our cells are all clear plexiglass.  I walk to the balcony and watch as guards herd the zombie like prisoners to breakfast.

I step off the 3 story high balcony and fall for the prison floor like a rock.  I feel no fear.  I know my power.  I am here to free minds.  Just before I reach the prison floor my momentum stops on a dime.

A shocked guard raises a weapon. “Agent Smith?  Stand down!”

With a slight curl of my palm the guard’s Uzi flies from his grip to mine.  Mercilessly, unlike the me in mediation that spared the sub crew, I toss his body like a toothpick across the vast hall.  He falls screaming to his death.

Agent Smith has no mercy.  Guard after guard meet their Matrix makers as I stride through the vast prison floor, a one man chaos field of death and destruction.

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Mr. Sheetz I presume?

An advanced SWAT guard to my left gets a drop on me and fires.  Too slow.  I hold out a hand and his bullets turn to harmless gold water.  I fire my Uzi and it sprays high-powered water that knock him out.

At last I reach the clear foot thick walls of the prison.  An army of prisoners are behind me, anxious for freedom.  I will the vast clear vault door to slide open when a Redline subway train chatters up to the prison platform, full of new prisoners for brainwashing.

Train guards spot the prison riot and take up firing positions.  A guard yanks a female hostage from the train.  I stop opening the prison door as he tosses the young woman into the prison through the small opening I have made.  I see the young lady is my daughter.

“Janelle?” I say as she runs to my arms.

“Yes, Dad.  You have to stop.  You’re hurting a lot of people.”

As I hold my daughter she is shifting in age, a teen, 30, a baby.

“Sweetie, that’s the Matrix talking.  I am freeing people not hurting.” I say feeling the wind going out of my psychic sails.

“Look at all the dead guards,” says my age shifting daughter, her forms of her whole life flashing in rapid succession.

I see mothers with young kids on picnic blankets who look at me like a killer.  My daughter’s tears make me cry too.

THE DREAM AIN’T OVER UNTIL I SAY SO

I awake in deep frustration.  The Matrix is a bitch to escape, even for Agent Smith.  But I head for breakfast feeling hopeful I at least found my daughter.

I will continue this dream later as I was taught in 2011 by a powerful Hollywood shaman.  It’s the best thing I’ve ever learned about managing bad dreams.  Dreams ain’t over until we say.  I will free my daughter and the world from the Matrix just the way I wiped out a hostile alien ship last night.

FirefoxScreenSnapz073I love protecting my world and the fact few believe I do.  Heck, I don’t need a secret identity to be a super hero!  Genius these ETs who guide my missions.  Please, enjoy this as simple fiction writing if you wish.  It’s cool camouflage for me if you think that all this is.  Pay no attention this “Agent Smith” gone good behind the curtain.

I have so many more cosmic adventures ahead!  The ETs say I must live another 48 years guarding the earth for the Shift to take hold. Earth manifests new reality planet wide at the speed of the growing tree, about 50 years I was told in 2012.  Today I just found the time to research what kind of trees mature at that rate.  Answer according to Google, our modern oracle?  Pine tress.  I have adored pines all my life.  I have even written a 2002 screenplay called THE LAST PINE about Xmas from the POV of pine trees.  And the symbol for the pineal glade and sacred symbol is the pine tree.  Confirmation!

I am being literally rebuilt in Sedona to last at least another 50 years by Patrick Flanagan’s life enhancing PhIScience‘s longevity products.  None of this was planned by me or Patrick.  It’s divine synchronicity at full power.  And Patrick’s reward is that the ETs of DreamShield are downloading him nightly with new discoveries that I am told will lead to human immortality.  How cool it that?

Maintaining the DreamShield is sacred.  I am on the case like an Agent Smith of the light, keeping it cool to free your mind.

UNDERSTANDING THE DECEMBER SCHOOL SHOOTINGS AND THE SHIFT, WITH LOTS OF HELP FROM GAIA AND THE ETS

“You matter.” Pepper Lewis, Gaia, from THE BLUE JEWEL

By Ken Sheetz

I was blessed to conduct 24 meditations in Antarctica on 12.12.12. All were done with joy to help shift the negativity of the pole shift into a positive shift of human consciousness. Then I relaxed into 8 days of expeditions on the continent of ice as I began editing on the ship.

On 12.14.12 we had a wedding on the ship of two beautiful passengers who had been rescued from a zodiac trapped in the ice that broke out during meditation 24 that I caught it all on film on 12.12.12.

So much love, so much joy at the wedding that all was well. We partied all night. It was bliss. We danced to songs of love.

The next day the news at breakfast of the terrible grade school shooting reached us in Antarctica on our peaceful ship. There were a handful of Americans aboard, and the rest of us were from 14 countries around the world. All we band of Americans were in a daze.

I was grateful to be so far from the pain of America . I can’t imagine how all of you felt here in the heart of the negativity storm of that time. But the storm grew in my heart. The insanity of kids killing kids!

What the hell was going on? Had my 24 meditations meant anything I wondered as I spent time failing t enjoy the Brit base later that day. My camera broke that day right after I had someone take my picture with a penguin. This was the start of month long string of electronic disasters, including a car’s engine that fried to a total loss on Monday on my way to have myself hypnotized my Peter Bedard. So deeply had my faith in the ETs been shaken I know now I sought my own reassurances not the doubters on Facebook.

Had I entered the wrong timeline? Where the hell was the Ascension?! Two days post 12.12.12 and a school is laid waster by madness?! if this was not the shift it was shit!

So I’ve kept to myself mostly since returning from Antarctica. A fiend’s empty apartment my fortress of editing solitude. I’ve been swearing like a sailor at the littlest things. Angry as a wounded bear.

Even the weather of all America has been Antarctic cold since my return to cool my caged fury. I buried myself in work. Barely eating, down to pennies. I wanted the videos to save me. Surely some answers lay there? Some hidden angel in picture whispering answers WHY!!!

I know now that all the stuff thay began going wrong electronically and more stems from the storm of negative energy I have been processing. I am a powerful tool of the shift and this had become dangerous. I needed to get to the bottom of the barrel. So i divorced myself of every material thing binding me to this world. And the answer finally came today and I finally have some Antarctic wisdom to share about the Ascension and the Shift.

PEPPER LEWIS’ GAIA SETS ME ON THE PATH TO ANSWERS

I began making headway in coping with my feeling out shame and outrage meeting Pepper Lewis, who channels Gaia, and what she had to say to me in this interview at the screening of THE BLUE JEWEL. Gaia loves humanity as her crowning achievement and judges our species as a whole. Despite the horrors of the loss of these poor little kids and the little kids who die everyday from hunger, Pepper assured me Gaia thinks we are a marvel that will one day help not just our world but the entire universe and multi-verse. A far cry from my feelings until that moment. It was life changing to interview Pepper. Perhaps even life saving.

So I’m with Pepper and Gaia. My negativity storm is over. There’s far more good about humankind than bad as a species. It’s important we not overreact in 9/11 fashion. Bullet proof school wear? Yeah that’s out there now.  It’s all fear. All that’s holding us back.

NEXT IS A TRANSMISSION FROM THE ET ANGELS OF ANTARCTICA WHO LOVE US LIKE GAIA

Friends, do not be ashamed of yourselves, your beautiful children, your beautiful world. Rather, love yourselves deeply, as deep as your beautiful blue seas.

Accept reality — we speak not of wild conspiracy theories of governments doing something so vile as killing the little ones — but accept that the wild energy of planet in transformation is no easy thing. Accept that you are on a planet in Shift where some people, big or small, are simply unable to cope.

Believe in your power, Believe that the power of the little ones is exactly the same as the big ones, at the soul level.

YOU are ALL, each and every one of you, far more than you know. YOU have ALL chosen how you came to this world and how you will leave this world. This is a hard thing to accept. Surrender to the fact life is a mystery and that negative and positive energy will always co-exist.

Be of great joy you are making the Shift and we are so proud of all you, big and small.

Much love,
We are One!
The ET Angels of the DreamShield
Antarctica Base

END TRANSMISSION