Meeting 16. Single Point Energy

Meeting 16. Single Point Energy

The Sixteenth Meeting

I’m off to speak to my Shaka for the sixteenth meeting. Can I speak to my ET, please? I prompt early on so my focus is precise. I can see the sunrise over Earth. I can hear the hissing of a door. The wind is rushing past, whistling. I’m coming up, lifting on a platform. I’m standing up now. Can I speak to my ET, please? I say again. There are a couple of Shakas—two of them side by side—awaiting me. They turn around and walk off. I follow them, like I’ve been escorted somewhere. I see someone inside a containment area off to the side. Next, we are in a room with a transparent floor. The two Shakas are opposite each other around this area, looking down through it. I think I’ve been summoned to go down there, so I jump. It’s not solid. I jump down, but it goes off vertical? I’m traveling forward—this is weird. I’m going at great speed. This feels like a ship from an earlier meeting. “Serenaded,” I hear. “I am large, revolving, catapulting. Inside this equinox are the layers of disguise. The propulsion gravity motion.” “This is where we harvest beings of equality. Be not abrupt, for this is a way of moving forward. Many thousands of people readying, awaiting the chance of discovery.” Is Shaka talking about their human form, ready for contact? I thought they were on Earth—maybe they are created there but come up here for training. This ship is like a huge bubble. It’s a whole ecosystem, with inner greenery inside this large spacecraft. There are thousands of people lined up, all in white bodysuits. Are these the Shaka who are going to make contact? The ones from the simulation? They must live up here, getting prepared. “They are the way, cherished by the nation. See all the skyward stuff. The inside of the revolution. We are targeting the adjustment. Be away with you. Succumb to the rhythm, dance with the motion. For we’re excited—hurrah! We repetitiously await the broken dance inside the box. You are charged with discovery.” “Open your heart. Bequeath the notion.” What is it you would like me to know today? “That you are the one. Do not discourage the inside of the weakness. Contained in the essence of the rival, you will seek justice and sway the notion of the nation.” Shaka seems to impress on me the concept of America. “Away with the word. Be not discouraged by the disguise. It will be focused wide and beyond. Repetition is a must.” Now Shaka is focusing more on the West Coast of America, where Shaka has already given me the contact scenario. “Seek your choice. Discover your institution. For be discouraged by the notion that we are a way inside the dormant station.” I’m getting a visual of something like a landing platform. “This is the science of the speed craft, adjust the time nation.” I get an image of a man-made hole in the side of a hill in the wilderness. It’s half covered up. “For you will forthright discover the truth. Inside this discovery is the tuition.” I’m getting visuals of scientific or technological equipment inside that place. The landing platform? Oh—that’s what Shaka meant by the landing platform. “There are robotics. Changes to the system design. Each process wises the nation.” Shaka shows me a picture of many hills. “We must send the station beyond the scope of reach. For it is disguised unto a nation.” Shaka shows me two large mountains with a sharp valley between them. Directions, I assume. “Inside this you will seek verification, isolation of the deep structure underneath the territory. It is disguised. The wide array of scientific equipment needs adjusting.” The image Shaka gives me feels like it’s from the ’80s—like something you’d see in an old underground bomb shelter. An older concrete storage facility. “Inside this you must seek. The territory is abrasive but forthcoming.” This seems to be a side entrance into a mountain. Inside, there’s some kind of technology—a machine or an engine. It reminds me of old Cold War bunker technology. A star on the wall and a picture of an astronaut suit. Maybe a rocket. Maybe a rocket launchpad. Why am I being shown this? “It is a wise decision that you must see.” It’s like someone was preparing for something at this place. “A sea watch. Escape, having to escape. A rocket in the mountains. A rocket ship in the mountains.” “Inside this you will seek a cherished star.” “A guest,” I’m told. “A guest of information.” It feels like the plaque they put on the moon. Why is this relevant? “The church is absolved of duty. Inside this warcraft you must design a vacuum of space.” I’m again getting images from Shaka of old technology—tapes and reel-to-reel systems. It all feels very archaic. What’s the relevance of this, Shaka? “The institution designed a machine to focus energy on the solstice. Inside this teaching is the structure of the dynamic. It focuses on the wave engine.” I think Shaka’s description here is a metaphor for old technology, not an actual place—something from the Cold War era. That seems to be what Shaka is trying to impress on me. Then I get a reference to Bob Lazar. “He will tell the story of the design. He is institutionalized, forthwith a discoverer. He has seen the design. He knows the truth.” It seems that Bob Lazar has been contacted or influenced by other entities—three or four of them. Just skin beings, no hair. “Be firm with your discovery. Teach the wise. Impose the truthful solution. For it is a recovery of energy inside the solution that’s a must. A ‘single point energy.’” Shaka gives me an image of a ball with four loops around it. “This design showcases a technology. Inside of a structure. Foretold, it’s energy-centric and powerful.” “The ballooning of this discovery burdens the wise. For it is beyond the scope of reach under current technology. Cesium 135, Boron, Calcium are teasers of this structure. Boron solution, a focused energy point and a design, a carton of music instructions. You must be wishful and hopeful that this design is discovered. It teaches instructions on how to design the energy structure for the household.” So my impression from Shaka at this time is that this is about some sort of energy device—old technology that I need to figure out. So this is a free energy machine, Shaka? “Indeed, inside is designed to contain a single energy point—meaningful and structured in a way to live off energy endlessly and fuel the carbon infrastructure with a sentient being. Corrupt is the nature of the industrial machine. They have blinded this site to the reasons foretold. The machine that can wave energy out into the open, keep you warm for no reason at all.” “Its technology is designed as a single point focus of atoms.” Shaka then shows me a glass ball with rods coming off it. “The energy must be focused internally inside the device for it to open.” “Each design must hold a clue. Inside this structure is a blueprint—focused energy and a clue. You must attain the opening, the rudimentary curve, and limit its output. For its curvature is seen inside the tuition.” This is weird for me to understand, Shaka. “It is a focused point and inside as a deity. Do not discharge in the open. Be wise and keep the design to yourself. For we will be forthcoming with new structure and design capability to focus it internally and make it warm for each of us.” “The design capability…” It seems like something left behind? I interrupt. Do I do this, Shaka? Or has someone else already picked it up, with the instructions hidden away? Shaka shows me a concept of Area 51. I’m not sure what the reference means. I assume it’s simply the idea of locking technology away—keeping it under wraps. Shaka has a strange way of showing me concepts. “Each of us is bequeathed the design by nature, an intuitive structure that we hold our hands on and learn from.” A learning machine? “It warms our hearts.” What is the relevance of this device, Shaka? I don’t know if I’ve got that yet. I still don’t know if it’s— Shaka cuts in. “The institution, away with the word. The 4th amendment must trust. For it is resolved its duties to trust one another. The duty of instruction.” I think what Shaka is getting at is that the technology needs to be shared. “Bombastic!” Shaka says, putting heavy emphasis on it. Is it just the concept that I’m putting out, or am I going to create physical plans and blueprints? Or make a prototype—or an actual working unit? “We will design the instructions forthwith. Send them to you equivocally. Through the tooth of nature. You will seek the lasting truth, but be focused.” This all reminds me of old blueprints—drawn on older paper, from before the digital age. Then I get an image of that underground base again, as if Shaka is reminding me this is old-style technology. So at this point, I’m just writing about this so people can see that this technology is something that can be produced? “This is correct. Teach the wise; they will discover. There are plenty of designs out there that are close to this extract. They just need that tiniest wave—wave of goodbye, wave of notion, wave of instruction—to contemplate how the design will continue.” Shaka gives me a design image of one of those glass balls—like plasma globes. You put your hand on it, and although lightning isn’t inside, there are insulators coming off it. This feels like the type of concept behind the device. Thank you, Shaka. I will write this up. Thank you for sharing that. “Be beneath the solitude and trust. Get the information out into the ether.” Just let me know how you want me to do that, and if I need to contact anyone. I’m a little behind in writing these meetings up. I hope the pace is still okay. “You have time. The system is still being discovered. Intuition reaching. Figuring out.” How is your human hybrid version of yourself coming along? “We are teaching the institution the instructions.” I believe Shaka means they are teaching their human hybrids. I can see many, many of these hybrid Shaka fully grown, suspended in glass tubes filled with liquid. “The containment shell is a process of evolving. We are weary that the design is processing the being with a focused intent to cherish the beloved. They will be forthright and hence told to instruct humans on the design of nature and the institution of love. Their design is not to seek love or companionship, but to see the discovery of a new planet. We will bequeath them with the knowledge and instructions as needed. They are hopeful. We are hopeful. It is a sea of discovery.” I get an excited feeling from you, Shaka. “Yes, we are excited that discovery is near. Plans, networks evolving. Many tasks.” I get a sense that there are lots of activities—physical activities—on the large spaceships. “You will see when it is time.” So do I need to know more details about the device you explained today? “You will be instructed the purpose as follows. It weaves a grass mine.” “Be its purpose and watch it flow. Open the heart to the possibilities.” Shaka indicates that the power device can be upgraded to include communications. This device seems able to connect to a Tesla home battery (I think it’s called a Powerwall) and provide some form of changing capacity. It also appears to function as a communications device when Shaka technology is added—something like the Internet. Oh. Are you bringing a new form of Internet to Earth, Shaka? “It’s our token of gratitude. It’s like a galactic communication system.” “A television for the stars, an institution of territory and wise discovery.” “You can see what’s happening out there. Darn reality TV for the stars.” Shaka has been quite humorous today. So if people come with you on your ship, can they communicate instantaneously back home? “Television at your fingertips. Rewards are just. Fingertips, propulsion, and engineering—developed to personify a reach around the Galaxy.” I get the impression that you have satellite repeater stations around the Galaxy. “This is so. We leave a trail as we go. Quantum teleportation of your lunch! Your apples and seeds and your cup of tea. See, we are not so silly in our design. The cup of tea. An institution for you—the beer, the Homer Simpson, burp! We watch you all the time, fascinating and funny creatures.” Is there anything else you would like to run over or reconfirm for today, please? “Guide your instrument to the South, you will see.” I get a visual from Shaka of a black telescope—a large telescope. I gather that means I need to get a telescope. That sounds like fun. Some sort of future project? “See this,” Shaka says. Let’s look at a telescope pointed up at the stars. Is there something to look at, Shaka? “A beacon—it will rush by.” “Soon. Years.” So is it what we call Halley’s Comet? “No, it’s a vacuum of discovery. A tincture of the light.” “We seek them out. They are nature’s… unique anomaly.” “Something you do not see very often,” Shaka says. “But it will come soon. Years.” I now get an image from Shaka of that cigar-shaped satellite rock I saw on the news recently. Is that related, Shaka? “It was our brothers.” I don’t believe they survived. Is that what you’re saying? Shaka goes quiet. “You must know the truth.” What is the truth about this cigar ship? “It was harboring a nuisance, and it was discovered—the truth.” “A bipartisan result, but we focused an energy weapon of destruction to remove the containment area and teach the nuisance a lesson.” “For it is gone now.” This was bad—you said it was your brothers, but it had that bad thing on board? “Yes, but they broke away in time.” Anything else for this meeting, Shaka? We’ve got this wonderful energy machine to work on. “Beneath the horizon you will see many. Reach out for the solution—the design.” I’m getting an image of Bob Lazar again. “The enemy is mining for dust in the outback. Abrasive and machinery, mechanical-like. They are warmongering the institution. Be hurried—it is foretold that the greenery is disappearing soon.” Shaka has changed track here in the discussion. I’ll just keep following along. It feels like Shaka is reminding me of an approaching time when we can’t turn back—when we risk becoming a dark planet. In your version of “soon,” Shaka, how does that relate to our time? “The years in between. The munster years to days.” I get the caption “in a while,” but still within a few generations. I’m not sure if I’ve got that entirely right. It feels like these enemies are using heavy machinery in a dusty, quarry-like place. Can I get more details, please, Shaka? “They’re looking for something. They are discovering something beneath the waves.” They’re digging into the tectonics, are they? Digging into the Earth’s crust? “Installing the field devices…” Are these the large structures that protrude into the Earth from an earlier meeting? “They’re getting closer—closer to installation—cracking the Earth beneath us.” That sounds serious. It seems that’s all the detail I’ll get for this in today’s meeting. Thank you for sharing that, Shaka. The shell of a containment pod slides back, and there is Shaka—one of them. Shaka looks like a small humanoid, seated. That’s very cool, Shaka. Thank you very much for showing yourself. “You think me obtuse, strange, and ugly.” Well! Shaka—yes. You are strange to us humans, and we have very silly belief systems around aesthetics. That’s why I understand now why you’re making contact on Earth in a human form. If you came as something we perceived as ugly, or that looked like a monster, we would react very differently—and be very scared. “That is correct, strange creatures. See not within, only see without.” I was going to ask—the original, regal Shaka you presented to me before felt feminine. I think I asked you already, but you feel more masculine now. Is that—um—can I have more details? “An abstract in your details, for it is wise that you seek to know the weathered details. We are such a design that it does not contain the elements you seek, but insistence is virtue, and I will find a way to teach you our evolution.” I must remember that Shaka is not one being. They are a collective of half a dozen ETs acting as one. So they are—well—they. That’s really fascinating, Shaka. I’m very interested. We humans—our biology is very polarized. Male and female: two different types of the same species are needed, required, to propagate. “Yes, we see this. The design is such uniqueness.” Shaka shows me images of eggs. Is that you or us we’re talking about? Our females have eggs. “This design is a must for your species, but for others it is not. For others it is the way of repetition—internals. A site of distrust and meaningfulness.” I get the feeling from Shaka that some species only have one spring in their entire lifetime. Much like we can choose, but they only ever have one. We can have many if we want. “Warming to their nature you must. It’s a scientist’s dream to see the evolution of other species. For it is not contained in the environment you so desire. It is outside of the institution of love and a must for some species to propagate inside…” I’ve lost that sentence, Shaka. “You will see. It takes time.” “I think you’ve had enough.” Yes. That’s a lot to take in. “Just relax and feel the motion. Tilt your head to the side and let me in. I will teach you. Furthermore, your instructions are weak—just take a decay away from teaching the wise.” So would you like me to teach people how to do this, at some point in time? “It is a focus point. You must design a system of approach. To teach them, bequeath a way to teach the system.” That’s cool, Shaka. I had wondered how this would happen. “It’s the institution of love that brings us forth. Be solo, and bring forth the wise.” “Suck the nature out of it. It will grow again.” Shaka, would you tell me more about the bad ETs at some point, so I can inform people about these beings in the writings, if it’s relevant? “We will decree the situation as time becomes important.” It sounds like we’re going to have lots and lots of meetings, Shaka. That sounds exciting. “You are timid and rotational and excited. Be not weary, because the design requires amendment and instruction. Inside, seek the—keep it up. You are a must and are timid.” Thank you. I’m going to be working on this. “We are watching and guiding the structure. See inside the truth. It will come.” Thank you, Shaka. “You are weary.” Yes, I’d like things to be faster than they’re happening, and I’m a bit behind in writing these up because I need to focus on getting funding—human money. “Yes, we can see that. Fast! Be cherished that you are wise and seeking the solution. Instantaneous resolution pushes the boundaries and opens discovery. Be not forthright to test its fortitude, for we are weary of the time constraint. Do not seek to adjust the time.” Okay. It’s just that if I don’t find funding coming in soon, some of the costs will mount up, and I won’t be able to keep this work up as well as I’d like. “Keep forthcoming. Design instruction as needed. We will bequeath the notion of how to adjust the strength and keep within. Your focused attention is a must. We will design a path forward.” Thank you, Shaka. I get a quick flash of the concept of Bitcoin—or blockchain—something like that. Is that the area I need to look into, Shaka? “Do not be swayed by the token. For it is an everlasting feature of the design.” Don’t tokens run across the Galaxy—the blockchain? I’m not getting much information from you, Shaka, about earning money or generating some income. “No, you should seek forthright the knowledge of internship. Be wishful and be hopeful. For inside the discovery is the true nature you desire. Seek the woven mat, and inside is the wealth.” Thank you, Shaka. Shaka then sends me a visual of the Dalai Lama. Yeah… at this point in time, I have no money to go and see him. “You seemed to be disappointed with that. Is that correct? Focal point. Inch forward. Weigh your solutions. We are not bequeathed with design or infrastructure to telepath you enormous quantities. You must teach inside.” “Change your beliefs and the flow of money will come.” I understood that you were helping me with getting funding, though? “Yes, we have sought the nature, the notion. Set in motion the path. Be wise that we are teaching and advising on the stance you wish to seek.” Thank you. I need to look for—and watch—the synchronicities. “The path of righteousness between you and the discovery.” “Be away with you.” Shaka, thank you for your time. Thank you for this meeting. Bye.