The summer of 1996/1997 was one of the most formative of my life experience thus far. It culminated in my venturing to the Festival of Possibilities in March 1997, and it was here that I would meet perhaps the most important woman of my life (once again, thus far). Annette was sitting with her partner at the …
The use of the phrase welcome home is splashed around the phenomena called Burner culture, or Burning Man when you enter the playa or the paddock (if you’re going to Kiwiburn) but I feel that it is more appropriate for this festival for it changed the landscape of the festival culture in this country like no festival …
The other night I was watching one of my favourite comedy shows, Ancient Aliens, where the presenters chock up all kinds of terrestrial occurrences to off-world civilisations, some ridiculous, others completely ridiculous. They never mention the high civilisations that existed in previous epochs or ages, the most familiar to most people being Atlantis and Lemuria, nor …
In 2020 I came across a book in a thrift shop in Wellington, Aotearoa/New Zealand called Into the Bermuda Triangle Pursuing the Truth Behind the World’s Greatest Mystery, by Gian J. Quasar. I have been fascinaed with this area of the world ever since I heard about it as a child. I have read many books, …
Not long ago, I wrote a blog about the New Age being another cul-de-sac for consciousness called, Galactic Saviours and Ascended Masters. Psyops on Humanity. Only You can Save you from what’s Coming, in which I made it clear that if it smells like shit, it generally is. There are a load more places where consciousness …
When the country of my birth, Aotearoa/New Zealand lifted its four week house arrest (to stop everyone getting the flu) in May 2020, I was guided by my work colleague to check out Dr. Steven Greer’s latest documentary, Close Encounters of the Fifth Kind: Contact Has Begun. Dr. Greer’s push for disclosure along with the …
Part of my spiritual awakening process has been the memories of various incarnations, and some of these have been truly disturbing for me. One such memory was the final stages of my lifetime on Atlantis. In the novel Sanctum, I have written with great detail the horrors I inflicted upon my daughter, turning her into …
In the years following my experiences around the mid-lower latitudes of Australia from 1997-1998, which allowed me to gain a greater understanding of the abilities I had integrated into my consciousness from Atlantis, I got lost in my human nature, forgetting my eternal soul. My conscious evolution of healing, understanding, and processing the traumatic programming …
At the beginning of 1998, I had travelled across the Australian continent (hitchhiking) and made my way down to Esperance. From here I met a girl from Queensland called Cynthia who I would travel and become lovers with for three weeks around southwestern Australia. We weaved inland and back out to the coast until one …
I had left Melbourne in early July 1997 and headed northeast after a friend, Nick, had told me of the two places in Australia that he loved the most. Cairns and Margaret River. For me to get to one, I chose to go to the other first. Being winter in Victoria, and something akin to …