Amitakh Stanford

[Elizabeth]

The "Fragmenting World" article and the "In the Garden" article with Elvis singing same title (linked below article) is a reminder to not lose heart during the trying times ahead.

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html

[Elizabeth]

Well summed up, Amitakh!

~ A pure heart is closer to the divine than a brain crammed full of knowlege" (Amitakh). ~

 "Asylum from the sea of lies" in particular is an excellent read. Her other underappreciated articles pull from a wide perspective.

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html


"Ultimately aliens want humans to lose their moral compass, to be able to discern right from wrong, to surrender their will...It is war..." Amitakh.
(from "Highjacking homosexuality).

[Elizabeth]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k1-TrAvp_xs

[Elizabeth]

Homeless Souls written by Amitakh Stanford.

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/Homeless_Souls/index.html

[Elizabeth]

"Global Erasure of World Events"

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html

What we're up against. I would WANT to know.

[Filter]

http://www.xeeatwelve.com/articles/light...light.html

http://www.xeeatwelve.com/articles/Separation.html

http://www.xeeatwelve.com/articles/Prison_Break.html

[Elizabeth]

"Ironically, death is the very tool Darkness invented and imposed on everything in Its domain - the Virtual Reality - to control and enslave Its creation and all that are trapped in it. Death, amongst other things, wipes out memories to make it almost impossible for anyone to see through the lies and illusions of this Virtual Reality through the process of reincarnation.
To understand death one needs to first understand the beginning of "life" in the Virtual Realty. What follows is a very brief summary of what can be found in many of my writings. (See The Source regarding the shoot of Darkness that ultimately led to the creation of the Virtual Reality in which we find ourselves today).
In the True Divine Creation there is no motion, there is no vibration in the way we know it here, there is no physical movement as we know it here. Darkness invented motion - that was Its first illusion.
From the illusion of motion, Darkness created everything in the Virtual Reality. This includes even the illusion of no motion - the illusion of things being stationary within the illusion of motion.
Darkness used the illusion of motion to form Matter by compressing spirals of Its thought-forms, which are the foundation of all things in the Virtual Reality. (See The Twelve Universes Are Pentagons). The formation of Matter is the beginning of all life and death in the Virtual Reality. Everything created from Matter has a beginning and an end - a birth and death. This is by design of Darkness.
Everything in this Virtual Reality requires a consciousness - whether a True or an artificial consciousness - to drive it..." (Amitakh Stanford - link above).

[Elizabeth]

The Coming Silence.

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html

This is no ordinary 16 year old - this MK'd pop queen must be who Amitakh is referring to. Catch the "I cut my teeth on wedding rings" (diamonds) and the guy laughing in the bloody mirror with bloody teeth...the Royals are vampires.  She tops the charts.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nlcIKh6sBtc

[Elizabeth]

"It is done, let's go home"

 (Amitakh - 12/2/13)

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html

"Esoterically, the one will confront the Horrible thing face to face."

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Pel7uQbhv88

[Elizabeth]

2014

http://www.dassta-ma-kha.net/postings/index.html

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXFSK0ogeg4

O Fortune,

like the moon

you are changeable,

ever waxing

and waning;

hateful life

first oppresses

and then soothes

as fancy takes it;

poverty

and power

it melts them like ice.

Fate - monstrous

and empty,

you whirling wheel,

you are malevolent,

well-being is vain

and always fades to nothing,

shadowed

and veiled

you plague me too;

now through the game

I bring my bare back

to your villainy.

Fate is against me

in health

and virtue,

driven on

and weighted down,

always enslaved.

So at this hour

without delay

pluck the vibrating strings;

since Fate

strikes down the strong man,

everyone weep with me!

I bemoan the wounds of Fortune

with weeping eyes,

for the gifts she made me

she perversely takes away

It is written in truth,

that she has a fine head of hair,

but, when it comes to seizing an opportunity

she is bald.

On Fortune's throne

I used to sit raised up,

crowned with

the many-coloured flowers of prosperity;

though I may have flourished

happy and blessed,

now I fall from the peak

deprived of glory

The wheel of Fortune turns;

I go down, demeaned;

another is raised up;

far too high up

sits the king at the summit -

let him fear ruin!

for under the axis is written

Queen Hecuba