“They have no animal-people,” I told you already. “No harmful insects of any kind.” (That would be wonderful.) Yes. “They have trees, they have flowers. Their houses are beautiful beyond description – they all hang in the air.” (Wow. Right.) They don’t have houses on the ground. (Wow.) They could have. They have some also, just for some deco or something. They prefer to live in the air.
But everything the aliens have, we wish we have. We want everything absolutely; their mentality even, their character, their harmony, their nobility, their carefreeness, their peace, everything they have. And physically as well. Now, they are vegan to make you happy. (Yes. Wow! That’s good.)
I jump pages. But I tell you that first. I remembered that. It’s not written here where I’m reading. It’s better I read what I have jotted down. (Yes, Master Thank You, Master.) Maybe without grammar because I’m too tired now to formulate.
They came just to check out to see why it’s so noisy here. And so much lamenting and sorrowful wailing that they can hear. There's nothing lost in the universe. Our brutality toward each other and other beings shook Heavens and Earth, I told you already. (Yes, Master.) Shook the universe even. (Wow.)
Because that's a kind of dark energy, but powerful dark. (Right. Yes.) Maybe you don't feel it, but everyone else does. Even the ghosts and demons all feel it. That's why they are attracted to our planet, because of this kind of dark and powerful energy that they can thrive on. (Yes. Understand.) Just like Heaven beings thrive on the Light and the Love of God; that kind of energy.
And the devils and the demons thrive in this wicked, dark, but powerful energy. (Yes, Master. Understand.) Each being thrives in a different environment; just like the fish-people thrive in the sea.
Should we go to bed? Are you there? (Yes, we are here, Master.) (Please continue, Master. Thank You.) You’re all quiet. I thought I put you to sleep. (No, we’re here. We’re listening.) I guess I’m talking about myself.
“They look like us.” European-like. (Oh.) They’re tall, like tall Europeans. (Ah.) Like most of the tall Europeans. “They have all kinds of hair colors. Fair-skinned. High-tech.” (Wow.) I wrote quick. I wrote short. (Understand.)
“They have no animal-people,” I told you already. “No harmful insects of any kind.” (That would be wonderful.) Yes. “They have trees, they have flowers. Their houses are beautiful beyond description – they all hang in the air.” (Wow. Right.) They don’t have houses on the ground. (Wow.) They could have. They have some also, just for some deco or something. They prefer to live in the air. (Nice.) Their houses are transparent crystal, but you cannot see through. (Wow.) From outside, you cannot see through. They have complete privacy, but the walls look like crystal. (Yes, Master.) Looks see-through, transparent, beautiful, glimmering, shiny.
Oh, now, it says here, “Are vegan, Fourth spiritual level.” What is this? “Beautiful and visible.” They’re not invisible. (Oh. Yes.) Because most of the high-dimension-planets that the Buddha talked about, (Yes.) or that you have seen in your vision, or that I talked to you about, they mostly are invisible. (Yes, Master.) Invisible to our naked eyes, but visible to them. (Right.) This planet is visible to your naked eyes if you went there. (Oh.) That’s what I mean, “visible.” I wrote just short, so I couldn’t understand what it was. I’m like a doctor, I couldn’t read my own handwriting.
“They’re about 1 meter 70 tall, more or less. They fly, they don’t walk.” (Wow. That’s so cool.) They do walk if it’s a short distance, if they feel like it.
“Their streets are paved with gold. Have fruits and vegetables.” (Ah.) “They have cooked and raw, both. (Oh.) Their clothes – all colors. They have birth, also by physical contact.” Like us, but they don’t indulge in this kind of physical pleasure. Only when they want to give birth to another fortunate being, then they will do it. (Oh. Yes, Master. Understand.) They could also use different techniques to have children, if they want to. It depends. “But they also fall in love.” Surprise! (Wow.)
“And they never divorce. (Ah.) They use an exchange system.” Like, they don’t have money. Everyone exchanges something. All for common use. Everybody contributes something, and they all use it together, whoever needs what, can use what. But no money. No buying, selling. (Wow.)
“All peaceful together. Mountains, rivers are almost like here. Oceans too. But they are glittering with purity and clarity.” Yes. (Wow.) “There’re no animal-people in the sea either. (Ah.) No fish-, no shark-, no killer whale-people, nothing.” No need. (Yes.) On their planet, they don’t need.
“If they want to go somewhere, they just put on their flying cloak.” And then, just go. (Wow. Nice.) How convenient. (Right. Yes, Master, very convenient. Sounds wonderful.) If we do it here, we must have a lot of cloaks, covered from head to toe, because we worry of the cold air and the dust in the wind. (Yes, Master.) And the wind blowing, hurting our eyes. And flapping and entangling our hair.
Over there, the climate is always very simple and very agreeable. Everywhere. Always a similar degree. The climate doesn’t hurt people. Doesn’t make you feel today is too hot, tomorrow too cold. The rain and wind and whatever is just according to necessity. No more, no less. Not like a lot of rain and then some days a lot of hot sun. Not like that. Always regulated perfectly so that you can never complain. (Wow.) People live there in contentment and happiness, so, they don’t have to worry about protecting themselves too much. The houses they have are just because they have. (Yes.)
If they don’t have a house, They’re also happy, they don’t need. But they have their houses so they can put their things. They create things and put them there. Or they can rest there, looking down at the mountain, river, ocean. (Yes.) Just to have it. (Oh.) And then, “No fish-people in lake, ocean.” I told you already. But I told too much in advance so now I read it right here.
When they walk, they don’t even touch the surface. (Wow.) It’s like hovering. Like, they don’t even move their feet even. If they want to, they can, but they can just slide in the air, on top of the surface. They can land on the earth, on the surface if they want to. (Yes, Master.) But for the sake of quickness, they don’t walk if they have to go long distances. If they want to take a leisurely stroll and feel the flowers and the gold earth underneath, then they would walk. But they don’t need shoes. I wrote it here! “No shoes needed.” (Oh. They’re doing earthing.)
The gold there is also soft and flexible, as if it knows how much you weigh and how much you want to tread on it. (Oh. Wow.) It’s not an obstruction or hardness, it is like accommodating, it’s like a soft gold. It glimmers like gold. It is pure gold, but it’s not like gold on our planet – it’s so hard. (Interesting.) Interesting.
And “their ground is clean and soft. Grass has no worms or insects. (Ah.) Can sleep on grass or beach. No problem. Beaches are shining like crystal pearls, but not hard. Soft, warm, flexible also.” (Wow.)
Fancy such a beach. I thought Hawaii beaches were the best in the world already, because it looks like sand but it’s not sand, that’s why. It’s like the rough grounded part of a shell. (Ah. Yes.) That’s why they’re all so white. And they’re soft, they’re not hard. That’s why people love Hawaii beaches, they’re not hard ever, even when the sun shines on them. Because it’s made of sea shells. (Oh. Wow.)
I don’t know how many billions of years to make it round and soft and pliant like that. But on this planet, it’s even much better than that. It looks shimmering, like crystal, but it’s so soft. (Wow.) It’s like massaging and caressing your feet instead of hurting it or letting you feel the hard substance, like sand. No! (Yes, Master.) I can’t describe it. It’s more or less like that. Try to understand, if not, who cares? It’s not our planet anyway.
What shall we do? It’s no use to us. Continue reading, or sleep already? (Continue, Master.) (Please continue. It’s so exciting to hear about this planet.) Oh, really? (Yes. Sounds wonderful.) Even if it’s not yours? (Yes, we drool and dream.) You wish, it’s yours. Maybe one day. Who knows? Maybe they will come with UFO and invite us to be there for a while. That would be nice. (Oh, yes, very. Yes.) It’s just they know we are needed here. (Oh.)
I really hate this. Sometimes I really want to run away also myself, if it’s not for my heart being too soft. Some people even wish me to live here many more decades, or much longer, longer. I say, “No, thanks.” You know, the body is too tired. (Yes.) It won’t last that long. Even if it lasts long, then do what? I have to manifest my own teeth, or what? Or go to the dentist every couple of ten years to plant new teeth? Or fake teeth. And then everywhere I go I have to carry a glass of water with something in it.
Then I don’t think I can ever move anywhere. I told you, now it’s very difficult for me to move, with so many possessions already. (Yes.) Imagine, one, two, three, four, five, six telephones. (Oh. Wow!) And two keyboards, and two monitors. But just in one place. In the other standby place, it’s also the same, more or less. And then two computers. The other place also. Many computers, many telephones, many loudspeakers. Because sometimes the shows you send me are too gentle voices. I can’t hear very well sitting far away. If I sit too near, then the radiation is too strong. It hurts my eyes even more. (Oh. Yes, Master.)
My eyes are no problem if I don’t watch these light screens. As soon as I sit down and look at the bright screen, my eyes begin to make hell. And I still have to continue working. I can’t stop, despite all that. So, I told one of your brothers the other day when I called him for something, I said, “Are you afraid of hell? Because I’m not.” He said, “No, we are not.” I said, “Yes, of course, because we’re working like hell here already.” So, we’re not afraid of hell at all. That’s not your Master speaking. That word is not supposed to be spoken. Thinking only.
But the Americans, they taught me so many things. So much slang, I still don’t understand up to now. Somebody was like, “Give You a run for Your money.” And somebody translated to me and said, “He means he loves You, Master.”
Do you remember the Friends of Eternity? One of the movie stars, Patrick Kilpatrick said something like that. If you’re American, you should know that slang. One American translated to me. He said, “He said he loves You, Master.” I said, “Why not just say, ‘I love you’?” He said something like, “If I were 20 years younger, I would give You a run for Your money.”
“Award-winning Actor, Producer and Director - Mr. Kilpatrick (m): Well, if I was single, and I was 20 years younger, perhaps I’d give You a run for Your money.”
You don’t know that expression? (I don’t know that expression.) Oh, shame on you. Even I know half of it. It’s not important. What I mean is, I blame it on the Americans, OK? They cool themselves down with so many slangs and expressions that a so-called elegant lady should not repeat. So, don’t learn after me. Do what I told you, not what I do.
