I could feel it even as we approached on the dirt road, music lowered to match the dark stillness:  the sensation of being watched.  Strangely, this was not unpleasant, nor was it due to any paranoia, as I’d been either laughing or at peace during the entire drive.  The feeling was like coming home, and falling under the gaze of an old relative, who you knew was watching you from behind an upstairs window even though you couldn’t see them. It didn’t take long before I realized the ranch was a portal. The excitement amongst the guests was palpable, and the host was transformed into a shaman, as the knots of the everyday were loosened.   It was not mere coincidence that Graham Hancock was there to give his lecture about the special numerical relationships between ancient structures such as the pyramids of Egypt and Teotihuacan—numbers that are mentioned in myths from around the world.  The layering of synchronicities and sacred geometry seems to point to an underlying intention built into these places pointing to certain dates and times.  This was the same thing that was happening to me on the ranch—upon gathering as a circle on the first night an information overflow started spiraling between myself and others…transpersonal connections allowed for telepathic exchanges as we held space that contained entries and exits, beginnings and ends.  By the end of the week it was clear: It’s coming…in fact it’s already here…me, you, we…THEM. Together we form a body without organs, the one the philosophers prophesied about in the 60s, the era of initiation. We’re becoming what we are. A Super “Us”.

I could feel it even as we approached on the dirt road, music lowered to match the dark stillness:  the sensation of being watched.  Strangely, this was not unpleasant, nor was it due to any paranoia, as I’d been either laughing or at peace during the entire drive.  The feeling was like coming home, and falling under the gaze of an old relative, who you knew was watching you from behind an upstairs window even though you couldn’t see them. It didn’t take long before I realized the ranch was a portal. The excitement amongst the guests was palpable, and the host was transformed into a shaman, as the knots of the everyday were loosened.   It was not mere coincidence that Graham Hancock was there to give his lecture about the special numerical relationships between ancient structures such as the pyramids of Egypt and Teotihuacan—numbers that are mentioned in myths from around the world.  The layering of synchronicities and sacred geometry seems to point to an underlying intention built into these places pointing to certain dates and times.  This was the same thing that was happening to me on the ranch—upon gathering as a circle on the first night an information overflow started spiraling between myself and others…transpersonal connections allowed for telepathic exchanges as we held space that contained entries and exits, beginnings and ends. 

By the end of the week it was clear:

It’s coming…in fact it’s already here…me, you, we…THEM.

Together we form a body without organs, the one the philosophers prophesied about in the 60s, the era of initiation.

We’re becoming what we are.

A Super “Us”.

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