In light of recent catastrophes it seems appropriate to bring this to the forefront again. From Ask for Burma’s Sister:
Purpleaura ~ December 5th, 2005
I dreamt this morning I was talking to someone who felt like either military or a politician wearing a business suit. He was talking about using some sort of nerve gas to get rid of most of population, it renders them unconscious then after a few hours they give in and die. He said it’s the most powerful thing they know of. He also mentioned there has only ever been one group, a family, who has a natural immunity against the gas, they experimented on them and found they are the only ones with a natural defence against it. That got me intrigued. He goes on to say your family is the one that is immune to it. You were on (what sounded like) St. John’s Philippe Island. I said, “No, I have never been on or lived on any island by that name”.
Suddenly I’m looking at a black and white picture on the wall which he is showing me, I presumed it was taken on this island as the photo was comprised of people, palm trees and sun. As I was looking at the photo I noticed one of the people was my dad, then I became aware of my dad’s 2 brothers and was thinking, “I didn’t know our family lived on this island”. On even closer inspection I saw kids in the background playing in a playground, there was sand and a slide. I recognised the children, one of them was me around 4 or 5 years old with platinum white hair. My brother and sister along with some cousins were also there. I was thinking, “This is crapping me out, how come I don’t remember anything about living on this island?” I was drawing a complete blank on it.
The dream jumps and everything is in colour and I’m at a major party. We now know about military/government plot and what they are about to do. Now this part seems vague, something was concealed in a ball or some sort of round object that opened, it kind of looked like a disco ball made of mirrors. The plan was being staged, I assumed this round object had been opened because people were lying on the floors everywhere either unconscious or dying slowly. Since we were aware of the plan I find myself on the floor pretending to be affected but keeping an eye on things all around me. I noticed the same military man wearing a gas mask and now that the gas has dissipated he takes it off. At that same time I am working with others to prevent this or to catch whoever intends on implementing the plan.
Again it jumps and we recognise who is behind the masked man so we stand up and lead an attack and he is killed. Again I am aware of working with other people. We went outside, it seems we had sent someone to get a vaccination or some kind of antidote to help the affected people, unless this is treated within 2 hours they will die and time was ticking. At this point a female on a motorcycle comes around the corner with a container on either side of the motorcycle. Medical staff and people in white coats are following close behind.
Suddenly we are running inside and loading the people onto what looked like wooden pallets to move them into rows outside, once they’ve had a jab they are marked with green. This was important to make sure they were not given 2 doses as the medicine was extremely rare. As we loaded them up they started gradually coming around and then I woke up.
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/10/ask-for-burmas-sister.html
We concluded at the time this dream was more than likely referring to Burma and now there’s no doubt whatsoever. After reading it again several times over last few days it’s all become so much clearer.
Motorcycle
During one of the reads I got stuck on the motorcycle, for some reason that was nagging at me. Later that night while eating supper we watched Planet Earth. Normally we watch something else but that show wasn’t on and neither was anything else so this was the option (although very much out of the ordinary). They did a segment on a Canadian invention, a portable water purification system designed specifically to assist in disasters, they were supposedly on their way to Myanmar at the time. When the host asked the company rep how they get these things into remote and devastated areas the rep replied they use motorcycles, they can strap two units to each side of the bike and go just about anywhere.
In a thread on GLP stating the disaster was a false flag operation, somebody asked if Burma had oil. Due to our previous investigation the answer to that was easily accessed so I answered it. The next day somebody else replied with a link to a site discussing the politics of the disaster, but before that article was a rather urgent warning on the availability of water filters :
**** NOTE ... FROM NOW ON I HAVE HAD TO MAKE A DECISION TO MOVE TO THE WHITE FILTER ELEMENTS WITH THE WATER FILTER SYSTEMS AS THE BLACK FILTER ELEMENTS ARE NO LONGER AVAILABLE ...
http://www.jmccanneyscience.com/
Considering I had JUST finished writing to Purpleaura about the TV show the night before, immediately prior to reading this, I have to say I was a little wigged out. That pretty much sealed the deal on this dream being a foresight of things to come.
Wind Burn & Gas Masks
The gas masks were another part still unclear and I wondered if Purpleaura hadn’t picked up on both the cyclone and the volcano in Chile. Every single picture I looked at of that calamity showed most people wearing a mask of some sort. That’s not been ruled out, especially with her numerous volcano dreams, but this also required some consideration:
I've NEVER SEEN ANYTHING LIKE THIS! Rain Leaves Marks/Scars/Burns on Burmese Survivor's Faces
No photos though but just an article. Am still waiting for photos to appear. I saw the ferocity of storm when Katrina hits New Orleans. But no one as far as I know had complained about marks or scars on faces of survivors due to the rain. Imagine a rain like that?
http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message546951/pg1
Others likened the images eventually shown on CNN to those of Hiroshima victims. Others explained it away as a natural occurrence when precipitation and excessive velocities are combined. It was compared to riding a motorcycle in the rain, a sand storm in the desert or an accident with a pressure washer. I have to stick with the original poster on this one. According to my research, winds during Katrina reached 130 mph or 209 kph.
http://store.usgs.gov/mod/images/windspeeds_county_p.gif
Cyclone Nargis produced winds up to 119 mph or 192 kph.
http://news.xinhuanet.com/english/2008-05/04/content_8101834.htm
Not a whole lot of difference there and like the poster said, did anybody hear anything at all about similar injuries suffered during Katrina? Anyone? I sure didn’t, this was a first for me. I’ve been in a sand storm and I took a pressure washer blast to the foot. I’ve also been on a motorcycle in the rain, even took a bumble bee to the face at 60kph and I have to agree, it hurts like hell. Admittedly at 200 kph that bee would have become equal to a bullet, and while they were unquestionably all painful experiences, still the pesky Katrina question remains.
On a quest for proof of the skin damage (not yet found) I came across these two articles:
Myanmar 'used chemicals' on rebels
By Jessica Le Masurier for CNN
Thursday, April 21, 2005 Posted: 10:28 AM EDT (1428 GMT)
"Their eyes started watering and they tasted a bitter odor" followed by "a burning sensation" in their throats, said CSW's president, Australian physician Dr. Martin Panter, who traveled to the area to examine five of the rebel fighters.
"Thirty minutes later they began to cough up blood. Blisters began to appear on their skin and they were unable to walk," Panter told CNN.
Some later suffered from blisters and acute diarrhea, they told him.
http://www.cnn.com/2005/WORLD/asiapcf/04/21/myanmar.rights/index.html?iref=newssearch
Preventing disease outbreaks is 'race against time' for cyclone victims in Myanmar
The Associated Press
Published: May 10, 2008
Reports of diarrhea and skin problems have already surfaced, and health officials fear waterborne illnesses will emerge because of a lack of clean water, along with highly contagious diseases such as measles.
http://www.iht.com/articles/ap/2008/05/10/asia/AS-GEN-Myanmar-Cyclone-Disease.php
True enough many things cause diarrhea including severely tainted water, but it seemed odd to me that skin disorders and diarrhea came up in conjunction with each other in two different articles discussing two entirely different things with just two random clicks of the mouse.
Rice
I couldn’t help but notice the first time I saw the name of the cyclone that it was an anagram of “grains”. This tasty little variety has certainly been big in the news as of late:
Shortage drives rice prices to record high
Alia McMullen, Financial Post
Published: Friday, April 04, 2008
The global rice shortage has forced prices of the grain to record highs, pushing one of the world's most important staple foods out of reach for those that depend on it most.
"The international rice market is currently facing a particularly difficult situation with demand out stripping supply and substantial price increases," Concepcion Calpe, senior economist for the Food and Agriculture Organization of the United Nations said in Rome.
http://www.financialpost.com/story.html?id=420099
Rice shortage Asia's 'silent tsunami'
The loss of Burma's rice paddies could have a devastating effect, writes Aileen McCabe.
Aileen McCabe, The Ottawa Citizen
Published: Saturday, May 10, 2008
BANGKOK - When Cyclone Nargis swept through the Irrawaddy Delta, it shattered both Burma's famed rice bowl as well as any hope Asia's rice crisis might abate anytime soon.
It's not that the isolated little state grows a significant amount of the world's rice. It's just that before the cyclone it was able to feed its own 47 million people and have enough left over to send a bit to the world market.
Not allowed to assess the damage first-hand, the Asia office of the United Nation's Food and Agriculture Organization estimated this week that about 65 per cent of Burma's rice paddies were affected by the cyclone, which hit just at harvest time, and that rice already harvested and stored could easily be ruined now, too…
…in Manila, seeing the desperately poor wait in long lines to buy government subsidized rice is now common and the same fate is in store for Burma now. As is the fear that hungry people won't remain patient and orderly for long.
Half a world away in Haiti, Egypt, Senegal, Somalia and Burkina Faso, rice riots have erupted because of soaring prices.
http://www.canada.com/ottawacitizen/news/story.html?id=c0d94842-7a99-491d-b43d-d23a34895b77
From race riots to rice riots. And what of the other Rice? She certainly seems to have played an integral role in the Burma oil and gas affair :
The Bush administration has close ties to Chevron. Secretary of State Condoleezza Rice was a member of the Chevron Board of Directors for 10 years before Bush was elected, and even had a Chevron oil tanker named for her until it was quietly renamed after Bush took office. And Halliburton, the oilfield services giant formerly headed by Vice President Dick Cheney, has numerous ties to Chevron, signing several multimillion-dollar contracts during Cheney's tenure. And yet there is no evidence that the Bush administration has used its connections to convince Chevron to divest its Burmese holdings, despite the evidence of abuses committed on the Yadana project and Bush's public position on promoting human rights and democracy.
http://www.tompaine.com/articles/2006/09/26/big_oil_trumps_freedom.php
St. John Philippe
Well this continues to mystify us however one thing came up recently that may or may not be of consequence, but we found it interesting all the same. According to Purpleaura’s dream she was immune to the gas due to her bloodline and having lived on an island of this name or something that sounded like that name. Many believe the Templars were the original keepers of the grail, also rumoured to represent an original bloodline. This is a post on GLP today:
Sirius Cnight
User ID: 428095
5/10/2008 8:09 AM
Re: Those Who Plot Evil Actions: Templars and the Freemasons
Please don't forget to mention how King Philippe was in debt to his ears because the Templars controlled the money in France/Europe, and that he disbanded the Templars after installing his childhood friend Clement as Pope in Avignon, France (while there was another Pope in Rome), and sure while looking for the junk, was really about cancelling his debt with the Templars and stopping their monopoly . . .
http://www.godlikeproductions.com/forum1/message533620/pg1
That prompted a look into King Philippe:
Philip IV (April-June 1268 – November 29, 1314), called the Fair (French: le Bel), son and successor of Philip III, reigned as King of France from 1285 until his death. He was the husband of Joan I of Navarre, by virtue of which he was King of Navarre (as Philip I) and Count of Champagne from 1284 to 1305.
A modern historical view is that Philip seized the considerable Templar treasury and broke up the Templar monastic banking system. In 1314, he had the last Grand Master of the Templars, Jacques de Molay, burnt at the stake in Paris. According to legend, de Molay cursed both Philip and Clement V from the flames, saying that he would summon them before God's Tribunal within a year; as it turned out, both King and Pope died within the next year.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Philip_IV_of_France
This weirded me out the most in that biography:
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In 1300, Jacques de Molay made his order commit raids along the Egyptian and Syrian coasts to weaken the enemy's supply lines as well as to harass them, and in November that year he joined the occupation of the tiny fortress island of Ruad (today called Arwad) which faced the Syrian town of Tortosa.
In September 1302 the Templars were driven out of Ruad by the attacking Mamluk forces from Egypt, and many were massacred when trapped on the island.
So that links Philippe to an island and the alleged keepers of the bloodline.
Joan
This is another name Purpleaura has dreamt of but until this morning I can honestly say I had completely forgotten the details of it. Again with the grail and again with the women and children:
April 15, 2005
I suddenly was in group of people, but nearly all the people were men and it felt like I was waiting in line to go on a bus. The buses for some reason were small and reminded me of prison buses like I have seen on TV. The men couldn't wait to get on the buses to fight, but before they were allowed on the buses, there were doctors or someone similar to a doctor-type, which seemed to be taking droplets of blood from each person that was in line waiting to board the bus.
They pricked each person's fingers and the droplets of blood were collected/fell on what seem to be some kind of blotting paper. If the blood changed on the paper to one color, they were allowed to board the bus to go off to fight a war. I remember it was my turn to have my blood test. They did it, and the people doing it said to me, “You can’t come on the bus to fight because you do not have this particular type of blood to be allowed to fight”. (I can’t for the life of me remember which blood type was allowed to board).
It jumped in the dream and suddenly I appeared to be in a small town. Everywhere I looked there were women and children and absolutely no men left in town, they had all left on the bus to fight. I'm thinking, “This is very strange that every man that is going to fight had this particular type of blood”, yet I had a feeling that all the women and children were left at home.
Again the dream jumps and I’m in a hall. There’s a man, (don't know where he sprang from), reading from a bible, like a sermon. Now I am not religious, but as I listened he spoke about the true blood, the true people who will fight, that they carried the Holy Grail within their blood. I thought, “That's my blood type”. And suddenly it hit me. They had sent in the wrong people with the wrong blood type to fight the war. The true people who should have been sent to fight were the ones who carried the Holy Grail within their blood. I thought, “They’ve got it all wrong; we have to save the people who were sent in”.
Again it jumps and I saw myself standing in front of huge crowd. I told them about the men and the true blood. I heard myself telling everyone they have got it wrong. Suddenly all the women were preparing to go to war. I remember going to 3 meetings and standing in front of the women and telling them. And I remember the entire gathering was women and they were preparing to set off to fight. I remember telling 3 women named Christine, Joan and Jane to stay in the town and look after the children. There were women who couldn't because they were pregnant and women who had babies or very young children with them who couldn't come.
Then it jumped again and I remember vaguely being in a war. A group of us were surrounding a single storey grey building with windows in it. And we were quietly surrounding the building. The weirdest part I vaguely remember is that each woman had what appeared to be silver metal body armour that covered our chests, it reminded me of Roman chest armour. It’s interesting, I remember thinking in the dream that they couldn't see us surrounding the building because we carried the Holy Grail within our blood. Then I awoke from the dream.
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/04/59432.html
In September 1302 the Templars were driven out of Ruad by the attacking Mamluk forces from Egypt, and many were massacred when trapped on the island.
So that links Philippe to an island and the alleged keepers of the bloodline.
Joan
This is another name Purpleaura has dreamt of but until this morning I can honestly say I had completely forgotten the details of it. Again with the grail and again with the women and children:
April 15, 2005
I suddenly was in group of people, but nearly all the people were men and it felt like I was waiting in line to go on a bus. The buses for some reason were small and reminded me of prison buses like I have seen on TV. The men couldn't wait to get on the buses to fight, but before they were allowed on the buses, there were doctors or someone similar to a doctor-type, which seemed to be taking droplets of blood from each person that was in line waiting to board the bus.
They pricked each person's fingers and the droplets of blood were collected/fell on what seem to be some kind of blotting paper. If the blood changed on the paper to one color, they were allowed to board the bus to go off to fight a war. I remember it was my turn to have my blood test. They did it, and the people doing it said to me, “You can’t come on the bus to fight because you do not have this particular type of blood to be allowed to fight”. (I can’t for the life of me remember which blood type was allowed to board).
It jumped in the dream and suddenly I appeared to be in a small town. Everywhere I looked there were women and children and absolutely no men left in town, they had all left on the bus to fight. I'm thinking, “This is very strange that every man that is going to fight had this particular type of blood”, yet I had a feeling that all the women and children were left at home.
Again the dream jumps and I’m in a hall. There’s a man, (don't know where he sprang from), reading from a bible, like a sermon. Now I am not religious, but as I listened he spoke about the true blood, the true people who will fight, that they carried the Holy Grail within their blood. I thought, “That's my blood type”. And suddenly it hit me. They had sent in the wrong people with the wrong blood type to fight the war. The true people who should have been sent to fight were the ones who carried the Holy Grail within their blood. I thought, “They’ve got it all wrong; we have to save the people who were sent in”.
Again it jumps and I saw myself standing in front of huge crowd. I told them about the men and the true blood. I heard myself telling everyone they have got it wrong. Suddenly all the women were preparing to go to war. I remember going to 3 meetings and standing in front of the women and telling them. And I remember the entire gathering was women and they were preparing to set off to fight. I remember telling 3 women named Christine, Joan and Jane to stay in the town and look after the children. There were women who couldn't because they were pregnant and women who had babies or very young children with them who couldn't come.
Then it jumped again and I remember vaguely being in a war. A group of us were surrounding a single storey grey building with windows in it. And we were quietly surrounding the building. The weirdest part I vaguely remember is that each woman had what appeared to be silver metal body armour that covered our chests, it reminded me of Roman chest armour. It’s interesting, I remember thinking in the dream that they couldn't see us surrounding the building because we carried the Holy Grail within our blood. Then I awoke from the dream.
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/04/59432.html
Champagne has also come up both in Purpleaura’s Napoleon dream:
August 7, 2007
In this dream my mum, sister and brother go visiting my grandmother Mary who was alive in a nursing home in England. I happened to miss that visit but we decided to go again and we took a big gift-wrapped basket with us, containing what looked like a cup, a box of coffee, and a bottle of alcohol that I think was champagne and a few other bits and pieces.
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/08/napoleon-and-others.html
and 159 Templar Ambassadors of the Eclipse:
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/08/159-templar-ambassadors-of-eclipse.html
Not sure if this is a time stamp of sorts but Purpleaura happens to be visiting family in the UK at the moment. She informed me today after I bounced the latest theories off her that she had just been thinking of the Women and War dream but doesn’t have access to her files and didn’t have access to a computer. When she did manage to get online there it was waiting for her. Something’s definitely up with that.
It looks to me like we have the smoking gun, I guess now we wait for the obviously guilty verdict from the jury and justice will prevail. Yeah that’s not ever happening.
I think that’s it for now at least, as far as that dream goes. The other item that’s been heavy on my mind is the incident with Lexi and the Bay of Bengal.
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/04/dolphins-in-colorado.html
To summarize my side of the story, I had some dreams one night that involved the Luxor in Vegas, a Lexus car and a friend not seen or heard from in ages named Virginia. (I still haven’t seen or heard from her but I did dream about her again a few nights ago). In one of the dreams I was cleaning things in the bathtub…a red shelf, a bathtub pillow and a thermos lid filled with Christmas decorations. In another dream I saw five large “A”’s on various points of a U.S. map, California, Washington State and 3 were grouped at the borders of Missouri, Kentucky, Arkansas and Tennessee, near the New Madrid fault. I woke up with the word “Atomic” in my head.
In the process of writing down the dreams a few thoughts came to me like the Boxing Day tsunami and Lex Luthor and would anybody ever try planting a nuke on a shaky fault line like he did in the Superman movie or maybe even drop one in a volcano. Nuking the Mariana Trench was the basic theme of that thought process. After all, blaming mom earth for just about everything is all the rage.
After the writing and analysis were complete, I went to a forum I rarely visit but it seems both Purpleaura and I are drawn to it when there’s something we need to see. I found my way to a thread with the title “After the Goldrush” posted by Lexi from Virginia. It contained the lyrics to the Neil Young song preceded by one sentence:
All I know is that I have been "directed" to come in here and give you this.
It wasn’t the content that made me wonder if this was directed at us but more the name and location of the person posting it. Add to that the fact I love Neil Young and have a long list of Neil Young related synchronicities so it certainly got my attention. And on top of that, after a trip to Lillooett in northern B.C., I learned more about the Gold Rush than I ever thought I wanted to know. That area left an incredible impression on me, very interesting vibes indeed. I was quite surprised to learn of its history:
1858 - Cariboo Wagon Trail & the Goldrush
Gold was discovered in 1858 near neighboring Barkerville and Lillooet boomed with prospectors heading north, boasting a population of 16,000 at its peak. As the first major stopping point on the way to the Cariboo Goldrush, Lillooet became Mile 0 on the Cariboo Wagon trail.
http://lillooet.bclibrary.ca/lillooet-area/village-heritage/cariboo-wagon-trail-the-goldrush-1858/?searchterm=goldrush
For history buffs, Lillooet is a must-see! In 1860, the town was the 2nd largest North American centre west of Chicago, behind San Francisco.
http://www.lillooetbc.com/getdoc/6ad8730b-b217-4b05-8f19-7ef4fb6fa8a7/Visitors.aspx
Another trip through the Crowsnest Pass taught me about the gold mining rush that occurred in that part of the country, also a complete yet fascinating surprise to me. In short, gold hunters and the Gold Rush had been on my mind a lot in the not so distance past.
This is Lexi’s side of the story in his own words after I responded with “Message Received”:
Hello,
I did not have a chance to post a note. I just had a dream last night that blew my mind.
I never remember dreams and I saw a great white tiger-the Bengal tiger/Siberian tiger? -he was standing in the middle of my room.
He said, "Tell them they are loved and appreciated." (Meaning you.) "Deliver this to them. They will see its meaning soon." He was standing upright like a man and he was wearing a silver suit. I think it was a designer suit. He was incredible with a very powerful voice-like a growl-a roar.
He said,” See to the Bay of Bengal. Boxing Day was as nothing. We are here now to stay." He saluted me and I woke up.
... humming "After the Goldrush." And I came in here. That's all I know. I'm in beautiful Williamsburg, Irrelevant.
And I drive a Lexus....;-)
http://callingoccupants.blogspot.com/2007/04/dolphins-in-colorado.html
I guess my idea of “soon” and somebody else’s idea of “soon” are two different things. So what happened here? If I am to understand correctly what I thought Lexi’s dream was saying, a group of benevolent beings have inhabited the planet to reduce the chaos. If that’s the case, why are 100,000 or 500,000 people dead and/or missing, with almost 2 million homeless? (so they say, like Boxing Day and Katrina we’ll never really know for sure). Well either I totally misread that, which is always a possibility, or maybe there’s another answer.
What if this WAS the lesser of two evils? What if the burns were caused by a nuke or some other type of weapon, and the cyclone actually helped to dissipate the contaminants? What if a nuke were launched that night, killing millions worldwide with the ensuing chaos, and Nargis was the wrench in those works? What if those affected were destined for an already certain yet much more agonizing and painful death, (starvation, torture, whatever), and this, as devastating as it is, was better than that?
This is about the only explanation I can muster because I don’t want to believe this was allowed to happen as the starring catastrophe. I want to believe that even with weather manipulation as a viable weapon (to those who get off on that sort of thing), this was the path of least resistance. By no means am I taking an “Oh well things could have been worse” attitude, I’m merely trying to decipher what the bottom line is here. What’s next? How far will it go? What exactly is the process to reclaim our planet? Do we fill out a form? Sign a petition? I’m in, now where do I sign up?
Anybody?
