[Here is the link to the full article: eventhorizonchronicle.blogspot.com...
I have no idea who the author is, but I have heard of webbots, and I find this announcement of a growing hole in web posting to be disturbing.]
When I was three years old, in the spring of 1958, The Bone Lady came calling on me one fine day and blew my little boy mind wide open. She downloaded
so much data into my nodal connections that I could scarcely grok it all – then or now. But especially then, at the age of three.
One of the major take-away messages that she impressed on me was that this dark time of turmoil and trouble into which we have now begun entering was
on the way. Over the years I sort of half-thought that maybe it would never arrive, that somehow humanity could avoid the inevitable rendezvous with
karmic destiny and grand tour cosmic cycling that bids fair to soon make mincemeat out of so many, in so many ways, in such a comparatively short
period of time. As the years went by I stumbled across the Hopi prophecies that resonate closely with The Bone Lady's dream stream currency. Then I
encountered the Mayan Elders' teachings about this period of time, that also resonate with The Bone Lady's message. I pored over the Cayce prophecies
and readings, the Nostradamus material, and a great deal of other literature that also warned of carnage and cataclysm at this historical juncture. In
all of this I found a resonance with what The Bone Lady conveyed to me. In short, numerous individuals and groups over a period of many centuries have
pointed to this specific historical period as characterized by tremendous upheaval, turmoil, warfare and cataclysm.
You can add Clif High to the list, with his ultra left-brain, digital scrying method that sends webbots out to scour the Internet and sift through
reams of verbiage to find the faint psychic signal in the cacophonous din of the polyglot, global conversation. The interesting thing is that he has a
big data gap that rears its head starting in March of 2012, and then grows steadily larger until March of 2013, after which time he essentially cannot
find anymore data. It's as if the Internet – and everything else – change so much sometime in the next 20 months or so that the data stream
reflects virtually nothing back after an unknown, near future, threshold event occurs. But what could that be? What does the absence of data in the
human information flow after March of 2013 portend?
Courtney Brown, the well-known remote viewer at the Far Sight Institute, and the cohort of remote viewers who collaborate with him, have also detected
upheaval and cataclysm in our near future.
Click on web series.
In brief, Courtney Brown's expert remote viewers find that by June of 2013, less than 2 years from now, the world and the human race abruptly
experience massive, cataclysmic events that decisively rupture the present world order, wreaking global havoc on a large scale, precipitously ushering
in a vastly different era.
This scenario is consonant with what The Bone Lady showed me, with the Hopi prophecies, with the Mayan teachings, with Nostradamus' visions, with
certain aspects of the Edgar Cayce readings and with the big data gap that Clif High's webbots have brought back from future language time –
beginning in March of 2012 and dwindling away to practically zip, i.e. close to nada, by the middle of March 2013 – after which point a sudden
silence descends on this planet. The global chatter of seven billion voices suddenly hushes and grows virtually silent.
Are you ready for Prime Time? Because it sure does look like the Feature Show is just about to start. The trailers and previews of coming attractions
are drawing to a close. After an upcoming, chaotic pause of anywhere from about three to 20 months, beginning most any time now, it looks like this
planet and the human race are going to be rocked by –
I cannot tell you for sure, but we are all going to find that out. Together, at the same time.
If I could be so bold as to hazard to predict the reaction of the global populace to the Feature Show, I rather suspect that audience reaction will be
split right down the middle. Some will be absolutely horrified, stricken with abject terror to the very depths of their souls (if they even have
souls). I mean to say that they will uncontrollably # and piss their pants like little children who have not been toilet trained, that excrement and
urine will run down their legs and puddle in their shoes and they won't be able to help themselves, there's not a thing they can do about it, nothing
at all, because their total personal life account will suddenly come due, and will be immediately, instantly payable in full, every little criminally
gotten farthing and stolen widow's mite of it, for every last miserable nanosecond of their entire multiencarnational existences. And they will not be
able to negotiate with the Lords of Time, because for them Time will have irrevocably and finally expired, for once and for all.
For them there will be no “Time Out.” That Time has come and gone and a new regime is descending on the Earth. That's the way it looks from my
For others, what is coming will represent a time of Glad Tidings and great rejoicing, of release from bondage. It will herald the entry of a new way
of living and thinking, a new way of being human on this planet. For them, an oppressive burden will be lifted, they will have the sensation of being
freed from irksome yokes and confining collars that for much too long have restrained the free expression of their sacred life potential. It is this
happening that the others fear, no, more than that, it is this happening that the others detest, with every loathsome fiber of their monstrous
hollowness. They will therefore struggle violently against its ineluctable onset, for, to be sure, they well understand that it foreshadows their
consignment to the fate that they have labored unimaginably long and hard to achieve.
What I mean to say is that the Dark Ones will be hideously violent until their bitter end, at which point they will either flip 180 degrees, fully
embrace the light and join the others, or alternatively they will continue to pursue their hollow nothingness all the way to its logical conclusion of
utter nullity, and be no more, never to be seen or heard from again, anywhere, ever, for all time and space to come.
That is their stark choice, and I don't envy them their fate. Nevertheless, that is the decision tree they have created for themselves.
Thus it is that an ineffable watershed Event demarcates the boundary realm as we slip over the galactic frontier into the Age of Aquarius.
edit on 18-7-2011 by Lazarus Short because: lah-de-dah