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First Contact with Planet Neptune . channeled by Alice B. Clagett *

Written and published on 26 June 2020

Dear Ones,

I was just tuning in to the highest frequencies in this Voyager recording of the sounds of the planet Neptune …

Here is the reference to the above video … Video: “NASA – Voyager Space Sounds – Neptune,” by Hugo Champion, 4 October 2012 … https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VZOAaZ0K9rc … public domain …

While listening to the beautiful harmonics of the highest frequencies of Neptune, I channeled a wise, compassionate, elder voice which explained that the slight auric insufficiency I have been feeling at the top left side of my head for the last 20 years reflects the same in Earth’s magnetosphere.

As the Neptunian gently touched that spot in my electromagnetic field with his thought, he said: That is how they get in. 

I thought by that he might mean the animals in the air, the Army of the Night … the Demon Horde that causes astral Interference and weaves the Dark Network that counterbalances the Grid of Light on Earth. That was just a guess, though.

I asked why there was that weakness at the top left of the electromagnetic field of Earth and her beings?

The Neptunian said that energy imbalance could not be fixed, as it has to do with the icebergs at one of the poles (the one that equates to the electromagnetic field at the top of my head, I suppose). Whether he means by that the icebergs at the North Pole or at the South Pole I do not know. That may vary depending on Earth’s magnetic reversals.

I asked: Can anything be done about it?

In a calm and stately voice, the Neptunian said: Maybe this will help.

As the words were uttered, I felt a thickening and a very slight twisting in the air above my head.

I asked: What was that you did?

The Neptunian said: I strengthened it there. I hope it will help.

I said: I hope it will help too. Will it be all right? [as I gingerly felt into Earth’s electromagnetic field]

He said: I think so.

I asked his name; he said: Argon is what I am known as.

I note there may be Argon on Triton, at less than 2 percent of the atmosphere, most likely. I looked up an image of Argon, which is quite beautiful; Argon is known as the ‘noble gas’. It could be, then, that the beings of Neptune are gaseous in nature …

Image: “Vial of glowing ultrapure argon,” by Jurii, 23 July 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Argon-glow.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 … COMMENT: Argon is known as the noble gas.

Image: “Vial of glowing ultrapure argon,” by Jurii, 23 July 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Argon-glow.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 … COMMENT: Argon is known as the noble gas.

The Neptunian with whom I spoke said that they, the beings of Neptune, are the Elder Race and the Ancient Ones, inferring that the Martian bacterial colonists of the human colon are not that.

The Neptunian then carried on a conversation, first with the Martians in my own energy field, and then continued the conversation with the warlike Martian extremophiles on the planet Mars. There was bite and bluster in the voice of the Neptunian. He said: You know you are not that. Why did you call yourselves that?

After that I heard the Martians of Mars apologize in a tone somewhat abashed, by my lights.

The tone of voice the Neptunian used there reminded me of a line in a Wordsworth poem I learned from my high school Latin teacher (who made us recite the poem at the beginning of every class). I wondered if I might be at last be hearing “old Triton blow his wreathèd horn” …

Link: “The World Is Too Much With Us,” by William Wordsworth, 1770-1850 … https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/45564/the-world-is-too-much-with-us ..

On lookup, I see that Triton is Neptune’s largest moon. “Triton is thought to have been a dwarf planet captured from the Kuiper belt.” –from Link: “Triton (moon),” in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Triton_(moon) CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

I note that the orbit of Triton is retrograde, and also gather from online that Mercury, Jupiter, Saturn, Neptune, and Pluto are retrograde today …

Link: “The Planets Today” … https://www.theplanetstoday.com/astrology.html ..

The improbability of this astrological configuration torqued my mind about a bit. I have to wonder what it means. For instance, is Neptune always able to communicate with us Earthlings, or is this a special time, astrologically speaking?

I am hoping the former may be the case, as I like this Neptunian very much; it seems to me his measured cadence tempers the hotheadness of some of the energy threads in our noosphere.

Here is a statue of Neptune, with Triton beneath him blowing the horn mentioned by Wordsworth. Might that mean that communications from the planet Neptune are sent out from the moon Triton, I wonder? …

Image: “Neptune and Triton Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini at Victoria and Albert Museum,” by Yair Haklai, 21 August 2009, in Wikipedia … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Giovanni_Lorenzo_Bernini-Neptune_and_Triton-Victoria_and_Albert_Museum.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

Image: “Neptune and Triton Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini at Victoria and Albert Museum,” by Yair Haklai, 21 August 2009, in Wikipedia … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Giovanni_Lorenzo_Bernini-Neptune_and_Triton-Victoria_and_Albert_Museum.jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0 unported

Neptune looks quite lordly in the above statue. Its dominance in our Council of Nine is borne out by another statue, from which I gather that Neptune may be charged with maintaining order amongst the planets of our Solar System …

Image: “Neptune Calming the Waves,” a marble sculpture by French artist Augustin Pajou, 1767, in the Museum of Fine Arts of Lyon, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neptune_(Pajou)#/media/File:Neptune_-_Pajou-Augustin_(droit).jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0

Image: “Neptune Calming the Waves,” a marble sculpture by French artist Augustin Pajou, 1767, in the Museum of Fine Arts of Lyon, in Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Neptune_(Pajou)#/media/File:Neptune_-_Pajou-Augustin_(droit).jpg … CC BY-SA 3.0

For those drawn to the gentle guidance of our elder planet Neptune, I suggest listening to the above video, while placing Awareness on the highest harmonic, the beautiful high-pitched sound in the video.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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Eeek Trees . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 6 March 2019; published on 28 March 2019

  • EEEK TREES
  • ARCHIBALD MACLEISH: IS GOD GOOD?
  • EVIL AND PAIN IN THE THIRD AND FOURTH DIMENSIONS
  • FREE WILL AND THE DUALITY EXPERIMENT LOTTERY
  • MULTITEMPORALITY, MULTIDIMENSIONALITY, AND THE NATURE OF GOD
  • EEEK TREES WITH LEAVES

Dear Ones,

EEEK TREES

Photos of Eeek Trees from Winnetka, California …

Image: “Eeek Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 1,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 2,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Tree 3,” by Alice B. Clagett, 6 March 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

ARCHIBALD MACLEISH: IS GOD GOOD?

I noticed this week that they now have little green leaves on them. That reminded me of an unrhymed poem by Archibald MacLeish, from the play J.B., based on the story of Job in the Bible …

Link: “On Job’s Dilemma: God’s Injustice,” from the AutoDidactProject …  http://www.autodidactproject.org/quote/jb.html ..

I recall how much I loved that poem in college; I even put the verse up, along with a drawing of a tree branch and its leaves, on the wall of my dormitory room. The gist of the poem is the question: How can God be good if the world is full of pain and evil? What consolation have we but the beauty of the natural world?

EVIL AND PAIN IN THE THIRD AND FOURTH DIMENSIONS

I have to say, I pondered that question for decades. Here is where I am with it right now: Archibald MacLeish was right about the evil and pain in the third and fourth dimensions (3D and 4D). In these dimensions, the Light is counterbalanced by an equal amount of Dark. (For more on balance, see my blog category: Balance )

FREE WILL AND THE DUALITY EXPERIMENT LOTTERY

It is like that, so that we humans can have the free will to choose Light or Dark. That is why we decided to experience the Duality Experiment: Because, in the higher dimensions from which we come, and which we now continue to experience, simultaneously with our experience of the lower dimensions, those choices are not available. That is because in the Fifth Dimension and higher, the reality is more in sync with the joy, love and Light that are the nature of God.

MULTITEMPORALITY, MULTIDIMENSIONALITY, AND THE NATURE OF GOD

So, from my standpoint right now, it seems that I must have been a lucky winner of the Duality Experiment Lottery, that simultaneously I Am of the Stars (in my case, Earth’s Sun (and the planet Venus, and also Sirius and Arcturus), and that, to alleviate the pains and traumas of 3D and 4D life …

I can, as Archibald MacLeish suggested, ponder the beauty of the natural world.

Or, as the Ascensioneers suggest, by calling upon my Ascension team I can shift my dimension or timeline to a more joyful, loving, and Light-filled alternate reality than that I am now experiencing. That experience of my eternal Soul surfing through the cosmic harmonies of time and space is my proof that God is good.

EEEK TREES WITH LEAVES

Image: “Eeek Trees with Leaves,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Eeek Trees with Leaves,” by Alice B. Clagett, 18 November 2019, CC BY-SA 4.0

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Iambic Tetrameter to Soothe Astral Rape Gangs . by Alice B. Clagett

Filmed on 1 January 2019; published on 21 February 2019

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • Iambic Tetrameter Sayings to Soothe Astral Rape Gangs
    • “I Am Irresponsive to Your Plea,” by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words, 1 January 2019
    • “I Thought You Loved Me More Than Anything,” by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words, 1 January 2019
    • “That Dandelion Thing Is Not for Me,” by Alice B. Clagett, Soundtrack and Words, 1 January 2019
    • Postscript
      • Iambic Tetrameter: The Mother’s Heartbeat
      • Iambic Pentameter: The Slow Gallop

Dear Ones,

Here is a video on a rhythm of speech to create a calming effect on energies of astral rape in the noosphere. There is a Summary after the video …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Iambic Tetrameter Sayings to Soothe Astral Rape Gangs

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.

I have been dealing with the issue of misogyny … hatred of women … on the astral plane through last night. A lot of other people have joined in. I have come to some startling, interim conclusions that I feel may help abate the energy of misogyny on the astral plane.

There is a type of rhythm that you can use, and words that you can use, that to me are reminiscent of a mother’s heartbeat. I think that the issue of the motherly love, and the mother’s heartbeat, are very important, in cases of misogyny (hatred of women). I will give you just a few examples.

When men are misogynists, on the astral plane they cluster together in astral rape gangs, and descend upon women in groups of six to nine or 12. While they are resting, or sleeping, or unconscious in some way, these astral rape gangs descend upon women and begin a chant that involves astral rape.

This has to do with a few with a few things: It has to do with arrogance … you could say … or a lack of relationship to the Mother, which results in lack of empathy, and increased male bonding, not counterbalanced by the feelings of empathy and love such as a mother would have.

So the astral rape gangs suddenly descend! I know some of you are hearing this clairaudiently, or have experienced this feeling of astral rape, or astral ‘gangbang’. (Some use other words for it.)

And so, when they descend, what you say is (and paying attention to the soft tone of the voice, and the smooth, slow rhythm of the voice) …

“I Am Irresponsive to Your Plea”
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
1 January 2019

 

I am irresponsive to your plea. I am irresponsive to your plea.

The next bit of banter may have something to do with a kind of a very mild taunt by one of the men in the astral rape gang; and it goes like this …

“I Thought You Loved Me More Than Anything”
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
1 January 2019

 

I thought you loved me more than anything! (Seeming sincere, right?) And this is as far as I have gotten as to the response to this; you will notice it has the same tone and rhythm as the last response  … and it goes like this …

“That Dandelion Thing Is Not for Me”
by Alice B. Clagett
Soundtrack and Words
1 January 2019

That dandelion thing is not for me. That dandelion thing is not for me. 

Alternatively, you could say: That hootenanny thing is not for me. That hootenanny thing is not for me.

That somehow diffuses the energy of misogyny (hatred of women) on the astral plane. I think that it will be sufficient, even though it is incomplete; it will be sufficient to allow you to phrase your own concepts, your own responses, in your own terms, if you will use the same soothing tone, and the same rhythm … the same syllable and the same accents … like in poetry.

All right, everyone … very good luck with this. I hope this works, because the turning of the Atlantean age, which is just taking place right now … back to an era of balance between the Divine Masculine and Feminine … requires us to find a pacific counter to the energies of misogyny that have arisen to a crescendo in 2012, and are now beginning to abate.

Postscript

Iambic Tetrameter: The Mother’s Heartbeat. I just did some research on the rhythm and the accents of the two examples that I gave, and I found out they are both examples of Iambic Tetrameter … That is, more or less, sets of an unstressed syllable, followed by a stressed syllable … that is the Iamb … it is the rhythm of the heartbeat; and Tetrameter means that there are four such sets of syllables in the line.

A good example of Iambic Tetrameter is Joyce Kilmer’s poem called “The Tree” … which everybody knows. The rhythm goes like this: da-Daah, da-Daah, da-Daah, da-Daah … one unstressed syllable, followed by a stressed syllable … and four sets of these.

As you can tell, it is the feeling of a steady heartbeat, the loving heartbeat of the mother; the very first rhythm that a child ever knows. While still unborn, it feels that rhythm; so it is a very reassuring, calming rhythm. And it helps in cases of anger or upset or rage, or even of unbridled sexual attraction. It helps calm a person’s heart, I feel.

Iambic Pentameter: The Slow Gallop. It is worth noting that there are other examples of the iambic poetry; for example, the one that I always loved: Iambic Pentameter, which is five sets of Iambic syllables. To me that feels kind of like a horse in a slow gallop across a beautiful, summer meadow.

There are examples of Iambic Pentameter in the writing of William Shakespeare, John Donne, and Geoffrey Chaucer. I think that Iambic Pentameter gained popularity because, in those days, people often rode horseback; and that galloping feeling … that slow, galloping feeling … was something that allowed them to compose poetry while on the hunt, for example, or going to war, or just riding a horse for the fun of it. And reciting that poetry probably reminded them of all those adventures that they had on horseback, in their lives.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
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Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116: Let Me Not to the Marriage of True Minds . with commentary by Alice B. Clagett

Written and published on 27 September 2014; revised

  • VIDEO BY ALICE
  • SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
    • “Sonnet 116,” by William Shakespeare
    • Commentary: Shakespeare, the Man and Not the Myth
  • MORE INFORMATION
  • FOOTNOTE

Dear Ones,

Here I have read Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116, and offered a commentary. After the video is a Summary …

VIDEO BY ALICE

SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO

Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice.

I thought I would read Shakespeare’s Sonnet 116 today. It is very famous. The first line is “Let me not to the marriage of true minds.” And it has to do with constancy in love, beyond appearances, and into the depths of truth in relationships. I have always liked this one very much …

“Sonnet 116,” by William Shakespeare

“Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand’ring bark,
Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.
Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle’s compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov’d,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.”

Commentary: Shakespeare, the Man and Not the Myth

What is this poem about, really? What gave rise to this poem? I have my own ideas, naturally; and I thought I would share them with you.

The first two lines say: “Let me not to the marriage of true minds / Admit impediments.” The speaker, which may be the author, or might be someone that he wrote this poem for, is not the person who is married. He is saying, he does not want to get in the way of marriage of true minds.

So this person … probably Shakespeare, who wrote the poem … has made advances to a lady, who holds her marriage in very high esteem. And this letter that he is writing … this beautiful sonnet … is his way of apologizing for what he has done.

Speaking from her point of view now, he says: “Love is not love / Which alters when it alteration finds, / Or bends with the remover to remove.” Now, so, he may have chanced upon a lady whose husband loved her once, but whose looks are not as fresh as they were when they were first married. And he is now speaking about that husband. He is saying: If her husband does not love her now, because her looks have changed, then his love is not true.

So I gather from this that this sonnet first apologizes, then attempts to ingratiate, I would say, by holding this husband of this lady who remains constant, up to some standard of improvement.

I do not know if you will ever find anybody else who agrees with this explanation, but I like it very much. Now, as to the term “… Or bends with the remover to remove.” … Could it be that this husband has removed himself from the wife, and she refuses to remove herself from that vow that she took?

And then he goes on. He says: “O no! it [this love] is an ever-fixed mark / That looks on tempests and is never shaken; …” And this is a nautical term, at least according to one of the references I have read. (1)

It could be a reference to the polestar that navigators of those times used when crossing the oceans, so as to know where they were. (1) … The polestar, for navigators in the Northern Hemisphere, never changes position.

They had an instrument, a sextant, used to determine latitude by measuring the angle between the horizon and either the polestar (that is, the North Star) or the Sun at noon. They could use that instrument to measure and judge where they were.

And that thought is carried out by the next two lines, which have a double meaning; there is a double entendre there. And these lines are: It [love] is the star to every wand’ring bark, [a barque is a boat; the homonym bark may be a playful reference to the poet’s voice] / Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.”

So there is your polestar, and the boat (the barque) is wandering on the ocean, and the mariner takes the height (thus judging the angle) of the polestar with his instrument, but never knows what the polestar truly is. So there is your navigational reference.

But there is another meaning here: “every wandering bark” … Let’s say this is Shakespeare. He did write quite a few love poems, did he not? Maybe he had a wandering eye. Maybe he was a man about town … as much so as possible; insofar as possible. So he is the wandering bark, and he is the wandering barque, “Whose worth’s unknown, although his height be taken.”

Well … he might have been a tall man, do you not think? OR ‘his height’ may mean ‘his lofty stature’, his fame far and wide as a great poet and playwright. And it could be that this behavior of his … this wandering eye that he had … is something that he does not think is such a good thing. Or maybe the lady does not think it is such a good thing.

And maybe these two lines are just his attempt to speak lowly of himself, to hold himself in lower esteem, so that she will think more highly of him. Maybe this poem is a second attempt.

So now, let’s say, he may be thinking he might step in there where the husband is failing. So he says: “Love’s not Time’s fool, though rosy lips and cheeks / Within his bending sickle’s compass come; …” So, maybe she doesn’t look quite as fresh. But love is not like that, not given to superficial values; so maybe he is the man to provide it?

In the next few lines, “Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, / But bears it out even to the edge of doom….” he attempts to draw her feeling about how love should be constant into his own understanding of how love might be. Now this might not be his understanding, but he is still trying to row with the lady in the same direction.

These two lines are like when two horses are running in the field, in slightly different directions, and then they turn, or ‘wheel’ together, and begin to run side by side in the same direction. That is the intention of these two verses. They are what you might call an attempt to turn the lady of his affection to the true marriage of the minds that he has in mind; of course, it is quite likely it is not minds he is thinking about!

The last two lines, “If this be error and upon me prov’d, / I never writ, nor no man ever lov’d.” also have a double meaning.

The first phrase “If this be error and upon me prov’d,…” might mean Shakespeare feels he is too cunning, too quick with his wit to be proven wrong. Or it might be a double seal on the statement that his love is definitely true.

The next few words, “I never writ,” give the reader pause, considering today’s controversy over the authorship of the sonnets.

And the last few words, “…nor no man ever lov’d.” might refer to true love or perhaps to physical desire.

In love, light and joy,
I Am of the Stars

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You might like to hear Patrick Stewart of Star Trek fame reciting this same poem in a much more polished manner:

Video: “Patrick Stewart reading Sonnet 116 ‘Let me not to the marriage of true minds,'” by Touch Press … http://vimeo.com/44793685 ..

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FOOTNOTE

(1) Search for the term eternally fixed in “English Renaissance” … http://archive.mu.ac.in/myweb_test/TYBA%20study%20material/British%20Lite.%20-%20IV.pdf ..

Image: “Pine Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 September 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

Image: “Pine Trees,” by Alice B. Clagett, 27 September 2014, CC BY-SA 4.0

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