Sunday evening I tossed several times in bed switching my leg pillow from the right to my left side. Settling my body into sleeping was difficult as in most evenings around a full moon. I am now dreaming. I was invited to a journey and my fellow journeyers were gathering at a school. Inside we greeted one another. I have no camping gear, I said. Some one replied, “I am sure you will be loaned something.” I walked inside the school. Down one corridor into the next, the campers were in organizing activity. A feeling in my instincts about the atmosphere felt very wrong. A man who looked like Antonio Banderas appeared to reassure me that all was fine. I had two companions that became separated from me and I was concerned. I looked around and I had walked deep into the underground of the building. A life threatening feeling was held at bay by an appearance of this gentle, dark haired man.

There was reason to be concerned. I was in the company of vampires. They were tall, handsome athletic men preparing for the journey who became agitated. I knew their thoughts and they mine. These were immoralists that were blood thirsty. Their bodies could heal instantaneously from injury. In an instant I could see the wounds recovering. They were youthful, preoccupied and seemed to pay no attention to me yet I was among them. I woke up and I wondered if this dark haired man was Jesus. It occurred to me that it was his blood that they were after not mine. After all, he showed me that my companions were safe. I wondered in my waking state, did Jesus shed his blood so that he would contaminate these blood thirsty devils. Did not Jesus say, Take of my body, drink of my blood.”

I understood in that moment his blood sacrifice. The deeper the wound, the greater the flow of blood. In the pool of blood the clouds grew black from drinking.

"There's no question that the minute I got elected, the storm clouds on the horizon were getting nearly directly overhead." - George W. Bush

It is Monday morning and I am walking about my home in a daze. Putting the idea of vampires existing when Jesus lived is a far reaching idea. Yet it came together on the eve of Passover and I am certain that there is some truth to the horror of our captivity. The idea that there is a race of immortal vampires who are blood thirsty, co-existing with us seems probable. After all is not war and greed founded in the thirst of blood? What if only twelve persons drank his blood at the last supper? What if when they did they became contaminated by the blood and it changed their DNA? What if this DNA is the 12 strand double helix that the mystics are speaking of? What if the ancestors of the original 12 have multiplied to 144,000 beings with perfected 12 strand double helix DNA?

I woke up remembering the dark doe eyed man. He was familiar to me. My roommate didn’t want me to share the graphic details of this vampire dream. So when night came and he said that Sunday was Passover I knew that waking up and thinking of Jesus was more than a dream. When he walked the street just to touch the hem of his garment gave life to the sick and crippled outcasts. He wasn’t thirsty for blood. He didn’t charge for healings. He did prepare us for terror. He transformed the consciousness of those dark days of ignorance, greed and war by sharing his DNA with 12 of his followers. I’d like to say that the myth of silver bullets is not a myth at all but seeds of consciousness. Seeds of consciousness are being planted in cyber-space. This is the hologramic planting fields. Spiritual warriors are adept at piercing the veils of illusion. Do you know who they are? Do you know who you are?

I went to search for a picture of Jesus,Yeshua and what I found is exactly who I saw in my dream. The war on the Earth is mirroring a war in the heavens. In the heavens, where is that? Time is fulfilling our divine destiny. I receive channelings from the saints and ascended masters everyday. They ask us to love no matter what. Let Love be its just reward. If you are able to have loving thoughts to our government, the more the masters are able to have peace in the heavens. It is the way, the life and the truth.

April 6, 2004