Meeting 15. The Ceremony of Existence

Meeting 15. The Ceremony of Existence

The Fifteenth Meeting

I arrive in an expansive area. There's lots of seating, and there seem to be many, many ETs, all seated around this tiered space.

A spotlight comes on, centered on me.

"The frills," I hear. I guess Shaka is being a bit cheeky.

There's a table off to the side.

Three or four of these ETs look like scoreboard judges—probably just officials in charge of whatever is going on.

I wonder what's happening today.

I can hear the crowd cheering, like they're at some big sports event.

Out of the center of this large area, lots of humans begin walking in. It reminds me of the opening ceremony of the Olympics.

Oh—these are hybrid Shaka humans in a parade? They appear very proud of this symbolic event.

All of these Shakas add to the ambiance of the event, as usual!

I'm not sure what's going on here, or what the importance of this event is.

I now find myself holding hands with one Shaka on the left and one Shaka on my right.

This might be a ceremony after contact has been made with Earth—a celebration by all ETs.

We are all in a circle; maybe these are others helping Shaka.

This reminds me of being in a marching band.

There is a rose, or a flower. It's like that lotus flower symbol I've seen in other Shaka meetings. It's opening up in the center of us. We're all in a circle of twenty or thirty people at this ceremony.

"It's a ceremony of existence," Shaka corrects me slightly on the meaning of the event.

Around the sides of this place, the audience consists of all sorts of different beings—many different races and types of ETs. It's very interesting to see that they all get along. I mean, I've watched too much sci-fi.

"Equinox judgement," is said to me.

There is a hologram of Earth in the center, in the middle of the stadium, with a stripe moving around the entire planet. It's a symbol of the trip around the planet, I guess.

"The nature of the symbolic, a party zone. Lifting the desires of humans. Breaching the process, the evolution of acquiring the nature of design. You will seek the truth. Inside the box, it is with attrition that we give the gift of life. To someone who deserves it."

I think it's cool that I get to see this very important ceremony—this significant ceremony.

"Be bequeathed with existence. For you are foretold, the fortuitous one, to design the system untold. Be viewable."

Here we go. I was waiting for this—Shaka diving into a pep talk again, as usual!

"The sustenance of existence. The armed race."

The hologram of Earth shows the countries in different colors.

"Bestowed upon you is the justice, the desire of nature. Protect the involvement of the others. Bestow the truth across all designs."

This pep talk is getting heavier.

"Here is the book of everlasting truth. Bestow its knowledge and go forth."

More and more Shakas are coming onto the main platform of the stadium. More flag bearers. I wonder what all of the flags mean.

I get the feeling they represent different civilizations or ET home planets.

I have to assume, then, that ETs have their own symbols and representation within some sort of cultural design.

"They are the path of righteousness filling the circular nation. Bridging the gap. Seeing the truth. Untold abruption inside the design. You are bequeathed to bestow the everlasting truth. What say you?"

What's going on here?

"You have been chosen."

"This is a ceremonial activity. Featuring the design evolution. We're all happy that the stance is being maintained."

There are a lot of beings in the grandstand. We're talking ten thousand.

A single ET rushes up and stands in front of me. "Hello, greetings," I chatter.

I have some sort of frilly robe on. I can't quite make it out, though—too much excitement.

"Justice is beyond you. Stand the evolution," is said.

I'm looking down at the floor, standing in the center of all these circles.

They put their foot forward and place it into the solid center circle where my feet are.

I don't know if this is something turning on, or a symbolic gesture of some kind. Maybe they're trying to copy my Michael Jackson moonwalk impression.

"Space is the quintessential design. Learn the ways of the people. Inside the destitution of life lies weary cadence. You will hurried the device, quicken the pace. The designer is starting to turn. The severance institution has decided. The cadence is adjusted. Be equivocal. Be forthright. The design is a must."

I didn't realize it, but it seems to be just the two of us now. Is this my Shaka? I didn't realize it was just the two of us. When did you zap me away?

"Be it so."

Thank you for allowing me to come, I say to Shaka.

"You are destitute in silence, noisy environment in your head. A systematic approach is required. Design the furthermost edges. Be seen as a token of gratitude."

"Henceforth you shall be known as love, fiery wisdom. A center of solitude."

But what was this ceremony for?

"The cherished celebration, the equinox festival. We wished you to be charged with repetitiveness. Inside your collage lies a harboring condolence. Discharge it—away with it. Mesmerize your opponent."

Thank you, Shaka. I've been having a bad day. Thank you for teaching me this. Plenty of people have been negative toward me, and there's been a bit of frustration.

"Seek the inside layer of solitude. Favorable outcomes. Flat panel."

Shaka takes me into a small room with just a few chairs—a glass bubble is a better description. It feels more like a private area.

"We are away from the celebration now. The celebration of life," Shaka quietly tells me.

What can I learn today? What would you like me to do?

"Ratchet the wholeness, tighten the load. The systematic approach. Bring forth, open your heart, and you will see the forthright nature."

I get an image of an angry relative.

"Bring forth wisdom. Tell them."

Okay!

"They will design a process to accommodate it."

So the idea is to tell them that I am writing a book about contact with ETs.

"You see! An approach is necessary to solve the solution."

Like a sales pitch, or describing it in their own words.

This meeting today—do I write this meeting down as I have the others?

"So shall be. Do not tidy or disrupt the equality. Share the notion. Share the equitably. Share the distancing. Share the process. For it is forthright that others must see. We will be watching."

Now I am worried! LOL

"You are charged. Be forthright and be happy like you are. Joking aside, the importance of this mission should not be distrusted. In the design, you will seek a Trojan name. Focus your attention on the wayward design. Inside the discussion, you will find the tree of knowledge, the words of wisdom."

All right! I'm not sure I understand that yet, but I get the gist.

"See inside the balloon, the vacuum of discord. Level your mind, and you will see the lovely nature of the design to come."

I'm outside of a tube, moving along, and even down there I come across a ring around the tube. This is in slow motion, and I'm not sure what place I'm in. It feels like a ticking clock around me—a clock around the whole planet.

"By clock design, you are true. Keep the pace running. We will design capture instructions. Keep tuning and find the zone. You are doing the process correctly. Pace up, quicken the pace. Manage your institution. Manage the process. Design a capture structure. We will advise."

"You will be required to seek the knowledge of the open structure."

I'm getting another image of Earth here, and I don't know if it's travel, or if it's different places like the USA and Australia, or...

"Inside the structure. Be away."

Shaka just showed me an image of the east coast of Australia.

"There are teachers there. Teaching a process, a bath, a ratchet process. Door to door."

Don't the Mormons do that—door to door?

Do Mormons believe in extraterrestrials?

"They have a card. Mormon movement. They will take that card and equivate the design to fit this structure."

I am conceptualizing what you are saying—that I need to go to the higher rankings of the Australian Mormons and tell them about the contact.

"In pieces, they will assimilate."

My body is getting very hot today. I just noticed.

"Yes, we are assimilating data. It will infiltrate."

Thank you for sending me data by whatever means—programming me. LOL.

"You are decent to access limiting beliefs, but not so malaligned to be able to assimilate."

"Teach the process, the institution of love. We are designed to be the overlord of discovery, to teach you the essence of the design. Inside this structure, be focused and open. It is said that above all else, we find creatures like you—insistent on discovery—to teach the wisdom. But inside each of us is the notion of design. We wish for a peaceful existence. Be not trusting of the forthright design, for your nature—be insistent on its design. Equate the nuances of the beauty. Trust the source. It is evocative to design your own course. Be leadership, be open, be trusting, for you shall see the technology of the design."

I hope you will help me—teach me what I need and where to look. Thank you.

"Inside the structure is the tool."

Shaka shows me an image of nunchucks. I laugh, but Shaka is showing me how a simple tool can be mastered with time and patience.

"Be focused on the design, for it is truth."

Shaka now shifts to another image. It's of the Templar Knights and Crusaders.

"They once walked, capturing true signs of existence. Be forthright in their forthcoming. Their existence is still present. They have the tools and technology to adjust nature. They are designed beneath the sun. The watchful tower. Insistence is but a cue to wisdom."

Shaka reaffirms this with another image of the Knights Templar.

"Crusaders. Below the surface, teaching wisdom, kind results, and discard."

I'm getting an image turned upside down, like a glass hourglass, with the top larger than the bottom.

What is that visual, Shaka?

"A distant cousin tho of the wine glass."

Is it a chalice?

"Seek not the institution of love, but the way it is. The chalice of design inside you will find the secrets of love."

I don't know how to find all these things, but I will keep reading. If you can put thoughts into my head to help me, thank you.

"You will be institutionalised as seen in the book. By your side, you will find others in need to know."

Shaka then points to an image of a skeleton, then a skull.

"Death is but a designed process, a skill. Do not equate your resolve to justice. Inside you will teach to discern the love entity, and reach the furthermost existence. We have designed a path to help it assist."

"Breach the politics of the aftermath. For you will be inside an instruction lab. A dogma of institutionalized rubbish."

"Be forthright in resolve and token. A wish to scrutinize the others. Away with this."

"Be kind and evolutionary. Resolve the study of blind truth. Be careful of the wayward son. The beliefist is the extremist; they will discard the notion for their own equivocity, their own resolve. Keep the distance from such device."

I have a question. This is an extreme amount of things to do, and people to get involved in what is happening—to get them ready. It seems like it's going to take a lot of time, many years of Earth time. Is that how it's planned?

So you want me to talk about your arrival and how contact is made, and prepare people in the ways that you indoctrinate and believe in, so that people are prepared for their involvement in existence. Is this correct?

"Institutional enlargement is a must. Bring forth the wise discussed. Open hearts. The timeline is necessary for focused attention. Bring forth the wise and the betterment of mankind. Teach the resolution, the resolve, and bequest the timeline to others. The movement will process seemingly rather quickly. We will help. Enlarge the process to encompass all believers. Be a process unto itself."

Does this mean I need to speed up my activities?

"Be entity in soul. Adjust your notion to be pieced by time. Keep the pace rudimentary, for it is evolving. See the quintessential moments of pace adjustment. Socrates set in motion a large pace within a few months. Do not fret about the timeline."

"It is adjusted to compensate for the changes in rupture, the changes in the nature of the design, as the process evolves. Do not breach the process—just stay with it."

"Eat your heart out. For it is true, you must be forthright and noticed. Be away with this notion that you can hide inside the cavity. Revolve the cannon inside and bumble."

I just got an image of that Knights Templar guy who's on YouTube videos. I can't recall his name at this moment.

I think you're telling me to contact him?

"Beach armament is a must. Tell him to equivocate."

"By design, you are a must. Keep focused. Keep tooling. You are with us. Don't focus away. Inside travels only."

"Your mind is wayward. Step inside, believe, and you shall see the dust in the equation."

It helps if I have verifiable feedback on this whole thing. That keeps my mind at ease—shows me progress.

"You will see the discovery when we teach inside this structure. Go forth and be wise. It will see the token of gratitude is coming."

"Behind the closed doors."

I get an image of a woman with brunette hair. She looks kind of Middle Eastern.

"She will institute."

What about her, Shaka?

"Your mind will be taken away to another place."

Does she have some special drink then—a mind drink? That's the concept I'm getting.

"Insist that its institution will change. This will help you weary the weather."

Do I need to search for this person, to try to find her?

"Instructions are on the way."

Thank you.

"Be appropriate and process. She will discover your true nature."

"Succumb to the flask."

This feels like some sort of hallucinogenic drink that I would be taking—Middle Eastern or Pacific Island–type of drink.

"Inside each peach is a nut waiting to be broken. Waiting to bestow the knowledge of the true faith. Instruct her with a charge of dust."

Thank you, Shaka. That's a lot to take in today, so is there anything else you'd like to mention?

"The everlasting truth is but a way forward. Design the structure around your notion to move forward. Be vocal and truthful. This is the way."

Shaka, how are your preparations for contact coming along?

"We will instruct you in due course. Take the feather note and be wise. Do not talk about it."

So I don't publish? I'm a bit confused there.

"Be forthright in design. Do not discourage the openness. We will tell you in time."

Thank you, Shaka.

Is that all for our meeting today?

"You stink of solitude."

I'm shown an image of hiking. Yes, I agree—I need to get out hiking.

"Exercise your motion. It makes you feel good."

I'm still in this glass bubble. Shaka is talking to me, but Shaka is not here. I'm looking out the glass window—a sneaky move by Shaka.

Is there something I should be looking for?

Then I'm back in the stadium. I don't know what that was all about.

All of the Shakas are leaving the stadium. The ceremonial Thanksgiving. Thanksgiving! Yeah, it's a kind of Thanksgiving. The stadium is empty now—it's just me. This is surreal.

Thank you for the meeting. Thank you.

"I shall return."

I fall through the bottom of the pod, through a hole, going down a tube. I'm a bit claustrophobic. I feel like I'm hugging the whole planet. There are green specks everywhere. The planet is loving it.

Huh? So is the planet alive? Does the planet have thoughts? Shaka just slipped that into this—cheeky!

I'm getting green, speckly, sparkling responses as the planet Earth replies to me, and then a flash of the pyramids at the poles again.

I'm sucked back now. Where am I sucked back to? I seem to land on my feet—so strangely—back home.



Jason's Note to reader:

Much of what I receive through Remote Viewing or telepathic contact doesn't arrive as literal information. It comes translated into images and situations my mind can understand. I've seen this many times in remote viewing, where accurate data is first perceived symbolically and only makes sense once the target is known.

This meeting was no different. The celebration of existence was shown to me in human terms—ceremony, procession, gathering—not because that is how it necessarily exists, but because that is how its meaning could be communicated to me. The experience was real in its intent and message, even if the form it took was shaped by my own human framework for understanding.