MINDWALKER

"We are deceivers of man. Many think we are light and our words hold truths and that we can take them to God.

We teach humans ways that will anchor thoughtforms within their consciousness that will serve as doorways for our dark brothers from below to infiltrate their consciousness.

The subconscious of man has become our dwelling place.

Through man's dreams we manipulate his being.

Man reacts instead of feeling. Man wants the easy way.

The Kingdom of Darkness will be his domain.

---FALLEN ANGEL

CHAPTER 18

Journal notes: Sometimes when I'm out and about, I feel like I'm invisible to people. I know that when I've been doing shielding work, I've created this cloud around myself. I'm wondering if it is having a greater effect than I think. I mean I sometimes think I need to be what people perceive, I react according to definitions of my surrounding but in the back of my mind, I keep saying, I am not a child of this house. I am not this body they see. This vehicle is just something my consciousness is operating through. I feel sometimes I want to drop this body and assume my true form. Sometimes I feel like I can project myself into all these different extensions and live out any fantasy, emotional states, staged dramas and experience creation from many perspectives and then bring those parts back to me with the awareness gain from that existence. Whatever situation those aspects encounter, I am still my own master of my destiny. It's like I don't have to buy into the script of what is perceived of as reality. I can be the scriptwriter. I can decide who I am. I can be the architect.

Excerpt from the unpublished Michael journals

Roland was asleep. Well, his body was asleep. His consciousness had been pulled into a space that had no form, just swirling clouds; occasionally he had glimpses of tentacles thrashing about. He sensed an enormous eye that would surface momentarily through the clouds. Though he sensed he had no body; he felt cold, not like a winter chill, but something deeper, more malevolent.

"You were supposed to control him. You were supposed to monitor every move he makes. We placed him in your care to monitor his growing awareness. You allowed this experiment to get out of control and now the implants aren't working. He has allowed the Watchers to remove them."

"What was I supposed to do," Roland retorted. "I am only so conscious when I'm awake. You should have given me more information when I'm awake to work with."

"The damage must be repaired. We cannot afford to lose this experiment."

"Michael isn't going anywhere. First of all, he has no job. I pay the bills. And who is going to show interest in a gay unemployed man with questionable grasp of reality. People think he's weird."

"But he has accessed many realms and extensions of himself. He is questioning the reality of the Stage World. This cannot be allowed."

"He says he hear voices talking to him about manipulating his consciousness, designing his actions and reactions. He said he is being watched from dark places. I say the general public will think he is crazy. I don't see what the concern is."

"He is waking up in all those places and reaching out to his other selves. The Michael in your reality is the nexus; he is the one who can travel consciously through a black hole. He is the one who could reach out and be everywhere and bring down the stage world. He is a mind walker. And you will cease to exist if he becomes fully conscious."

"I get your point. So what am I to do?"

"We will create disharmony. Get him involved in a relationship that you will interfere with and cause him heartache, make him seek revenge but make sure you control his economic situation so he will feel trapped. As long as we can keep him emotionally unbalance he will believe his other selves our just voices, and this is all a prelude to a nervous breakdown. He must not believe in himself. We are sending others into his life that will deflate his self esteem. A mirror will become a bitter enemy. He will not know the potential of sex and his sexual encounters will be nothing but heartache, frustration and degradation. You will be the pilot of the plan!"