Here is an introduction to my personal accounts of First Contact with the Martians. These are the real Martians, not the movie variety!
Alice B. Clagett
In love, Light and joy,
I Am of the Stars
“First Contact: Martians”
by Alice B. Clagett
15 November 2022
Los Angeles, California
CC BY-SA 4.0 International
MUSIC CREDITS
Music by GioeleFazzeri, from Pixabay. Pixabay License.
CREDITS FOR IMAGES
Cover Image: “Ceiling decoration depicting Albrecht von Wallenstein as Mars, the god of war, riding the sky in a chariot pulled by four horses (a quadriga). Artist: Baccio del Bianco. The ceiling decoration is in the Main Hall of the Wallenstein Palace in Prague, currently the home of the Czech Senate,” by QuartierLatin 1968, 15 February 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Albrecht_Wallenstein_as_Mars_(cropped).jpg … CC BY-SA 4.0 International
Cover Image: “Ceiling decoration depicting Albrecht von Wallenstein as Mars, the god of war, riding the sky in a chariot pulled by four horses (a quadriga). Artist: Baccio del Bianco. The ceiling decoration is in the Main Hall of the Wallenstein Palace in Prague, currently the home of the Czech Senate,” by QuartierLatin 1968, 15 February 2009, in Wikimedia Commons … https://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File:Albrecht_Wallenstein_as_Mars_(cropped).jpg … CC BY-SA 4.0 International
Image: “One of the Ancient Ones Amongst the Elder Race of Martians Who Traveled Through Space to Earth About Four Billion Years Ago,” adapted and compiled by Alice B. Clagett, 25 April 2021, CC BY-SA 4.0, from “Awakening with Planet Earth,” https://awakeningwithplanetearth.com
DESCRIPTION: “Drawing of an ultra-small groundwater CPR bacteria showing dense cytoplasm, presence of ribosomes, pili, complex wall with S-layer and contact with a large bacterium and a bacteriophage,” inspired by the tomographic images of Luef et al. 2015 …
DESCRIPTION: “Apollo 17 astronaut Eugene Ceman in the Taurus-Littrow valley” …
COMMENTS: My understanding is that the bacteria eking out a living on their own here on planet Earth … and which do not form colonies such as those found within mammals … are known as the ‘Ancient Ones’ of the Martian species collectively termed, here on Earth, ‘the Elder Race’.
This is a figurative drawing, not a physical likeness; but in the Ancient history of the Earth Colonists from Mars, it is close to a factual understanding carried down through the millennia by these people, as they remember being bipedal, sentient beings on Mars, who through their advanced bioengineering techniques were able to microminaturize and encapsulate their people to prevent annihilation when their home planet was stripped of its atmosphere.
DESCRIPTION: Depicted are Venus (Roman; known earlier in Greece as
‘Aphrodite’), Mars (Roman; known earlier in Greece as ‘Ares’), two Cupids, and a Satyr.
Venus, a beautiful woman with ash-blond hair, stands barefoot on the left side of the painting; I have added a periwinkle blue shift for the sake of modesty.
Sitting beside her and to the right is Mars, a man of strong build, with a brown beard and hair and a thick, silken cape over his brown clothing. Holding onto Venus’s lower right leg is a Cupid.
On the righthand side of the painting is Mars’s horse, which is tended by another Cupid. In the
upper middle background of the painting is a statue of a Satyr, a lusty male nature spirit depicted on early Greek pottery …
COMMENTS: Taking into consideration that the form we know as human includes within its physical and subtle bodies representatives of the planet Mars and representatives of the planet
Venus, as well we humans ourselves, who are Earthlings, we might consider that the human form is a sort of interplanetary peace mission for our Solar System … a marriage of planets, as it were.
The third-dimensional Martians within us, who designed our physical bodies (being, as they are, marvelous at genetic engineering), live in our colons in a miniaturized form we humans call ‘bacteria’.
The fifth-dimensional Hathors of the planet Venus surge as forces of Light, love, and joy, through our heart chakras, vitalizing our bodies of Light with ever-new regenerative energy (as do the vitality globules in beams of Light from our Sun, which fill up our Pranic Reserves with sustaining life force).
Thus, this painting may be seen to represent the marriage of two planets … Mars and Venus,
which are so very different in cultures and traditions … here on planet Earth, in these, the physical earthly forms of us human beings.
It is the sex drive … represented by the Satyr … that brings these two together, through the joyful harmony that the act of human sexual expression brings to our 15 trillion human body cells.
It is the love of self and other that we feel in fulfilling the need for human sexual expression … represented by the two Cupids … that creates a lasting interplanetary alliance within the
human form here on Earth.
DESCRIPTION: The ant was the bane of the Ancient Ones, the Martian pioneers of planet Earth
… the people from whom the Elder Race of Earth bacteria derived.
This adventurer has found a new trail in the Santa Monica Mountains today; and I have a plan.
I am going to go [pans to a meditation maze half-way down a mountain] down there, and walk on that sacred meditation maze …
I am getting there, and the wind is coming up. I came down from the hill and I am going down this way …
Looks like I found it; I will show you. [Shows meditation maze.] Nice, huh? What a great trail! What a nice meditation circle! …
Look at this … the healing herb Vinegarweed (Trichostema lanceolatum). It is almost dried out, but it is very pungently aromatic. Smells great; clears the sinuses too …
Well, I have a story to tell you. After I went round the meditation maze, I came back over this way. I was aiming at that tree over there [shows oak tree near meditation maze]. And when I got about this far [that is, halfway to the tree] I heard [on the clairaudient plane] … in a very deep, gruff voice: That’s my place, Dharm Dar!
That is the nickname for my spiritual name. I do not know how that being knew it. But I kept on going anyway, because I had a feeling there was no one there.
When I got directly under the tree, a honeybee buzzed past me. If you know about honeybees, you know that is the warning signal to get on out of there, because there is a hive nearby. So I started quickly back, and I saw the hive in the base or boll of the live oak tree.
As I got past the fringe of the tree there, it occurred to me that I had been talking to a honeybee. It must be that, all day long they hear the sound of their wings … buzz, buzz, buzz …
… so they talk in that voice too. It is a very surly warning voice: That’s my place, Dharm Dar.
In case you run into that voice you will be on the lookout for a honeybee hive, and you will be careful not to get stung.
God bless you all, And keep you safe, And be with you Through all your days!
In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett
I Am of the Stars
To find out more about talking with beings not human, see my blog category: Interspecies communication
Here is another in my blog series on First Contact with Small Black Ants. In this new tête-à-tête with the small black ant hive mind, the spokespersons were the queen and a diplomat drone. After the video is an edited Summary …
VIDEO BY ALICE
SUMMARY OF THE VIDEO
Hello, Dear Ones, It’s Alice. I Am of the Stars.
I have a few more things to say to you about ants. The occasion for this is a really serious invasion of small black ants into my home in the last month or so. I have been doing major changeups … caulking and so on … to control the ants and keep them out of the home.
The problem is this: The ants are telepathic. The ants apparently … and I am getting all this information from the ants, so you are just going to have to take their word for it … I think they are from Alpha Centauri. And there are other beings also on Alpha Centauri that have trouble with whatever it is that is the equivalent of ants over there because ants are so territorially aggressive.
And so here on Earth, I do not think they understand too well what our society is like. They are hunter-gatherers in the main, and they may not understand that we are farmers and ranchers. We raise and we distribute the food, and then we eat the food. Instead of competing for wild resources, these days most humans behave in that way: They feel that they own the food that they raise, and that it should belong only to them, insofar as possible.
But the ants look upon food as a free-for-all for everyone. Whoever gets there first … whoever eats the most and takes the most home to the hive is the winner! They are a highly competitive form of life.
And they can hear us telepathically. When, for instance, we say the Buddhist prayer “May all beings be happy …” unfortunately, in my case, they took it to mean that I would be happy to have them in my home. And so, I have had a giant influx of small black ants. I cannot have them in my home; they have to be outside. I have explained this, but I have gotten really nowhere at all with them because of their extremely strong territorial instincts and their very fast reproduction rate.
All day long today I was working just to secure the stove top marble countertop and the cabinets around the stove. They got under the marble and behind the cabinets (between the wall and the cabinets). Everything had to be caulked.
About half an hour ago I got to the very last part, which was an open space that they were not coming out of. I was talking to the queen just then. When things get serious, the queen talks. She has a beautiful, mellifluous voice.
I asked the queen: What is your name? She said: All of us have but one name. We are of Alpha Centauri. That is our name. [Go figure?!]
I had already caulked almost everything, and she knew this. She says she has a third-eye point. She says she needs light in order for her third-eye point to know where all the hive is, and what is going on with the hive mind … the hive mind she says they are born with. So, though they may not live that long, they are all born with this knowledge, the total knowledge of the tribe. She spends … or whoever it is spends quite some time training the newborn ants to not be in anguish or in pain or affected by their death, because they die a lot, and they die soon. And so part of the training of the hive is that they should not fear death.
In fact, I have had them … When I feel angry towards the ants, in the last few weeks, if one is crawling upon me it will bite me. They do not care whether they die or not. They just bite because they feel they ought to bite, so as to make a statement regarding their hive, you know? This happened a few times. On the telepathic plane, they call this biting “May you die of COVID” or “that bullet thing.” These small black ants are not really biting ants, but they know when I feel angry, and they take offense, on behalf of the hive, and they bite.
That is serendipitous. The important thing that I found out today is that, when there is no light … for instance, when I had nearly completely caulked the whole area behind the countertop, and underneath the countertop, I got to a part that allowed air and light to get to the hive which was deep inside the counter area, underneath the marble.
When I started to use wood putty to close that last area off, that cut off the light inside the hive. And the queen said that she was starting to lose the light, and that she could not tell where everyone was anymore, and that they were all going to have to stop. The hive would have to stop … I guess, to shut down and hibernate.
Shortly thereafter, all the crazy telepathic voices I had been hearing all day subsided completely. [I note that later, when I went into the bathroom, I began to hear those odd telepathic voices again; so I looked carefully, and found three sentinel female worker ants on the sink (as has been the case for weeks now) and three biting female worker ants on the toilet seat (enough said about that!).]
As to these telepathic ant voices, it seems to me it is as if the ants are trying to pretend that they are human beings by miming the voices of people that we know. Maybe this is diplomatic outreach, I am guessing … an attempt to prevent me from ousting them from my home? I noticed this last year too, when I was fighting the ants, and finally the ants were gone, and all of the really nonsensical, negative and aggressive voices … that pretended to be the voices of people I knew … suddenly stopped. This has happened again … although there are a few more hives still in the house to combat and overcome.
What I started to say is this: I found out that the hive stops because the queen’s third-eye point no longer works … and that is because it is completely dark where the queen is.
I asked the queen why it was that some types of ants are able to work at night? She said that, in the place they come from, darkness is much darker than darkness is here. So some ants go out and forage at night on Earth. To them it is not dark at night on Earth, she said.
The male drones apparently stay awake when the hive is asleep. They do not understand … they just do not ‘get’ human society. The drones will try to talk to a male human in a house they are invading. The castes among the ants are just so very distinct; they do not understand that I speak for myself, not for a hive, and that there is no male drone similar to their male drones in my house. And so they reach out, and try to talk to a person who is male … someone in the neighborhood … some other person than I.
The female workers may be the ants that do the ‘pretend’ human speech. Occasionally I hear a threat from them … “We will do that bullet thing” … or “This house is sold to someone else.” Mostly I hear the pretend human speech when they are around, and in many voices, as if this worker ant or that may pretend to be this or that human being. Apparently, their universal feeling towards the people they are pretending to be is that they are greedy and acquisitive and warlike and unprincipled; not family oriented but clan- or tribe-oriented.
It is rather as if the ants were pretending to be humans like Genghis Khan cutting a scarlet swathe through Asia and Eastern Europe … or as if they were pretending to be humans like William the Conquerer, who conquered England and killed everyone on that island. By inference, and following a tortuous train of back-logic, I gathered that the ants are attributing their mores to the humans they are attempting telepathically to mime. I get they might hope and strategize to corner me into thinking they are human, and to isolate me from my fellow humans by numbing my mind and angering my spirit with this warlike formic diatribe.
As I started to say, when, because of the darkness and because the queen can no longer communicate with all the hive mind, then the hive mind falls asleep, and it makes a sound. It is not human speech or pretend human speech. It is not the queen or the drones talking to me.
It is a sound like crickets in the meadow, when there are lots and lots of crickets; and you cannot hear the individual crickets … It is just like one tone. I do not know if you have ever had that experience? It is like that sound of many crickets, except that it is very, very quiet. It takes ultra-sensitive hearing to hear it.
Where before there were lots and lots of telepathic voices … unwanted telepathic voices, to tell the truth, because they are so aggressive, so warlike, so angry … it is just not good for a Lightworker … then after the queen falls asleep, there is just this ultra-high physical sound, this sound like a meadow full of crickets.
I asked the queen, before she fell asleep: Why do I hear this sound? She said: It is because their mandibles are moving. I said: Well, does the sound ever vary? And she said: No. It always sounds exactly the same.
So if you go out to a field of crickets during the heyday … the high time of crickets each year … and listen very carefully to that sound, it is very similar to the sound that ants make, but the ant sound is, to my ultra-ear, completely homogeneous. It is an unending, high-pitched, pure tone; a sharp rather than a flat; I think that tone has to do with their fire energy and their aggressiveness.
I will bet you did not know, before today, that ants make sounds on the physical plane. They do, but they are much more vocal on the telepathic plane.
You may know that I have my concerns about the coming years and how humans will be getting along with ants, here on Earth. But I there are people working on this problem, and I am sure a solution will be found.
One of the things I found out is that worker ants will sacrifice themselves by eating some poison or some caulk that we put in to close their holes up. Whatever it is that we put in, to deter them … whether it is insecticide or whatever it is … worker ants will make themselves ill and sacrifice themselves by eating that stuff. Then apparently the worker ants that come to take their bodies away may eat a little of that. And in that way the hive may develop immunity to insecticides.
In fact, I recall a few weeks ago some worker females chuckling about how their hive has gained immunity to insecticides I think they were talking about the harsher insecticides other folks often use. I myself have been using Zevo Ant, Roach and Fly in recent weeks in my home. At first it worked like a charm; then within a week I found the worker ants were not much put off by Zevo; within a few hours they were back in small numbers.
That experience I have had with Zevo (which I chose because it is not harmful to humans and pets) lends credence to the telepathic chuckling I heard awhile back from the worker ants. I recall that was when I was waging war with them in my bathroom … a war not yet completely won. The active ingredients in Zevo are cinnamon oil, lemon grass, and geraniol.
I found out in Wikipedia that geraniol “is produced by the scent glands of honeybees to mark nectar-bearing flowers and locate the entrances to their hives.” –from Link: “Geraniol,” in English Wikipedia … https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geraniol … CC BY-SA 3.0.
From that I gather that ants may have once developed an avoidance response to the smell of geraniol because (I am guessing) of fierce response of bees to invasion of their beehives. Then (again, I am guessing) in recent weeks they have unlearned that response here in my home, so as to get at stray bits of kibble that end up on the kitchen floor when my cat is eating.
Along those lines, a few years ago, at the beginning of this conflict in my home, I thought I had it all together in the ant war when I recalled having read that people in the olden days of settlement of the Amazon regions would try to save their treasured pianos from the termites by setting the piano legs in cans of oil. The idea was that the termites would not swim through the oil to get to the piano, which they might like to eat.
Back then, several years ago, I thought to try something like that with the ants that had invaded my home and which had a particular interest in my cat’s kibble bowl that was on the floor of the kitchen. So I put the kibble bowl in a larger bowl of water. That worked for the entire ant season that year. Then the next year I found they had learned to make living ant bridges over the water in the larger bowl … and also singly to swim through the water … and in those ways they en masse overcame my water moat technique.
This season, I am guessing, the ants might learn to eat through wood putty and other deterrents. In fact, I saw some the other day that apparently ate a hole in the porch ceiling and started coming in through there.
I have seen so many adaptations of the ants since the Shift. They have gotten an awful lot brighter. We need to take that into account if we want to hold our own in this biomass battle here on planet Earth.
I do not mean to sound too grim. I think we will come to some conclusions and reach a truce.
We can talk with the Alpha Centaurians that have been dealing with this issue probably far, far longer than we, and see what knowledge we can glean from them.
A good source for the wisdom of Alpha Centauri, as you may know, is Judy Satori. She has a site now named “Ascension Library” … https://www.ascensionlibrary.org/ .. You can go there and look up Alpha Centauri, and find out a little more about it. She speaks that language of the stars as well.
Well, that is all about that for now. Excuse my grimness; I know I sound a little grim, but I have been fighting an intense battle for weeks now, and there is still no end to it.
God bless you all, And keep you safe, And be with you Through all your days.
In love, light and joy,
Alice B. Clagett
I Am of the Stars
Written and published on 8 September 2022 Location: Los Angeles, California
As you may know, we humans have four minds – the Unconscious, Subconscious, Conscious, and Superconscious Mind. Each of our minds has under its care certain of our chakras (which are the energetic tools we Lightworkers use to channel star messages).
The Unconscious Mind has under its care the ‘subpersonal chakras’. I feel that these exist below the range of channeling for me. I find them too dense, too difficult to penetrate.
Setting the Unconscious Mind aside, we humans can channel messages from our other three minds. Continue reading →