Finding Centre (Redux) A Life at Court.

King_George_IV_when_Prince_Regent_(1762-1830),_by_Henry_Bone

The Sun is the source point for the causal and astral planes.  The Sun’s rays, indeed all stars’ rays, are the conduits along which the soul reincarnationally interpenetrates the planes.

This I learnt whilst in flight, directly above Sol, in the black void of space which was a very massive and heavy dimension onto itself.

A star’s electromagnetic frequencies, vibrating outwards, serve as the facilitating conveyance that enables the soul’s light energies to effortlessly move back and forth between the planes.

During this entire experience, I was so expansive that I felt as though limitless.  I really had no sense of being in a dream body in a projected out-of-body state.

Rather, there was no body, there was just pure intellect.  Absolutely liberating and superb was this dream experience.

 

Whilst I was on a nighttime sidestreet, I saw Dean Pulliam.  With no one about, he slowly rode on a white bike; he was cruising.

As I walked fast to catch up to him, he saw me and stopped, looked back then turned left onto a paved alley.  With that he rode off in a mad dash avoiding me.

I then got on a white bike myself and saw two 1970s, brown Pontiac Camarros or Firebirds.  They came down the alley towards me cruising along at a leisurely pace.

The first made a sharp left, at the back of a large house, going into an open yard.  The rear car made such an abrupt turn that it skidded and then broke loudly screeching.

They proceeded to the right of the house, in the alley, going towards the front.  Thinking that this was certainly unusual, I stopped to look.

The front car then stopped and out came a dark-haired handsome man.  He was screaming at the driver of the car in the back,

“Why are you following me?”

The other driver was a silent, deadly heavy type.  Getting out, the man said nothing in response whilst emphatically slamming his door shut.

Next, I was in a house at nighttime, as a thorough review and investigation was underway.  They were trying to find out why the devil the man was being pursued.  A very beautiful candle-lit salon it was here.

There were lots of crystal wares with marvellous-looking rich spirits filling them.  Food was exquisitely prepared and presented before the regally dressed guests who themselves were a fairly urbane lot.

The same dark-haired man was the centre of the drama here.  He was being celebrated as this apparently was the eve of his wedding.  Beautifully dressed, he was draped with a blue and gold sash.

Six-foot-plus, he was handsome, in a vaguely regal manner.  He took a handful of spaghetti, from a gold-leafed bowl, ritually tossing it to the kitchen and the chefs there.

Everyone gloriously roared whilst enjoying the drink of this man’s magnetic personality.  He was rather powerful and intimidatingly so to boot.  He was also a tad unpredictable.

*Obviously, this man was a Knight of the Order of Garter.  Perhaps, he was a royal prince whom I knew during my incarnation at the court of King George III.  At the time, I was a male singer at court and my accompanist was then female and Merlin – my task companion; she played the harpsichord.  END.

At that point, he hurriedly took his leave of the party.  Here there were lots of dark woods – exposed wooden beams, panelling and parquetry.  There were lots of details in the woodwork.

I then went to a rear salon of the house when the man’s pursuer showed up.  He banged on the front door demanding to be let inside.  Pandemonium soon broke out as everyone in attendance panicked for their lives.

Rushing from the salon, I made my way to a rear door.  Here the doors were rather large dark wood and easily eight-foot-plus in height.  There were a series of hunting bas reliefs in them.

A stout older man, a cardinal or bishop – some such clerical figurehead, went to the door to try and get rid of the man.  No such luck as the pursuer simply forced his way into the residence and overpowered the fairly frail and old cleric.

Again, not wanting to become ensnared in this scenario in any capacity – especially the detrimental, I bolted.  I did not care to be savaged by this man.  If he did not find the princely bachelor, of whom he was in hot pursuit, I felt that he would simply target me or anyone else.

This man seemed possessed of an equally deadly rage and appeared to be equally, predictably violent.  I then went to hide behind one of the tall oak trees outside; it was fairly dark outside.

Alone, I began willing my vibration to intensify.  In this way, I had hoped to make myself light thereby being rendered invisible.  As the process began, at will, I instantaneously began seeing my aura.

It was a large oval orb that fanned out, a good four-feet-plus, about me.  I then became light, fully invisible, in order to avoid a messy confrontation with this boor of a thug.  However, the pursuer had been able to catch some aspects of my aura as I hid behind the tree; though he had not captured me in the process.

All the colours of the rainbow were visible in my aura.  The white light shone so brilliantly as to have appeared as if platinum.  Being in this state was truly blissful.  It was as if being totally at peace, levitating and yogically centred.  Harmony…

 

Whilst the Moon transited both Pisces and my tenth house, I rather intensely, lucidly dreamt the preceding dreams.  Sometimes, the only way to escape chaos is by spiritually ascending to a higher octave – if only this were readily possibly in the waking state.

The dreams in question occurred, on Thursday, March 2, 1995.  As such, they are the first and fourth dreams lived during that sleep cycle.  

I would just like to add here that I never believed this to have been King George III.  Of course, after much research I have come to realise that it was the then Prince Regent, George Hanover who would become King George IV.  

To the point of being almost frightening, this man was immensely mercurial-energied.  What’s more as Merlin and I, plus a whole host of entity and cadre mates were present at court at that time, I have had many dreams which are focussed at that time.

Too, I’ve recently done both King Georges’ Overleaves.  Also, it should be noted that a couple of dreams had of that past life involved the first Viscount Nelson who was at court.  At the time, Horatio Nelson was known to both Merlin and I and he was a rather engaging personality whose tales of his travels were rather fascinating.  

I think that it is safe to say that Admiral Nelson’s accounts of Nevis were the trigger for me in that past life at court which eventually led to my choice to reincarnate in Nevis in this lifetime.  Too, at least one sibling, Pericles da Braga was also known to Merlin and I.  He was then a tailor of high-end clothing whom we favoured and he also would have known Admiral Nelson.  

I will say this much about the Prince Regent; he had a wicked wit and his arrestingly cutting observations were much feared.  He was utterly unpredictable.  The Prince Regent also appears in the previously submitted dream:  

https://dreampoetica.com/2015/03/02/skeletons-in-the-reincarnation-closet/

The future King George IV is the witty, sarcastic and dashingly polished man who sat across the room from Merlin (then Francesca) when she was older and at that point, I was also the snobbish male bore and lover of former Merlin (Francesca) who much reminded me of the late Canadian actor, Tom Kneebone – a man whom I truly loathed.  Of course, knowing that I was equally as bigoted a boor as was Tom Kneebone suggests that this is why I found Tom Kneebone such a vile piece of work – I positively could not stand the man.  Of course, I was merely responding to aspect of a past life which I found mirrored here in this incarnation in Tom Kneebone’s vile bigotry.  

In any event, here then King George III, King George IV, Horatio Nelson and Joseph Haydn’s Overleaves as court musicians both Merlin and I in that past life lived at court in Regency London/Windsor knew all these persons and they do factor both in the dreams Finding Centre and Skeletons in the Reincarnation Closet.  

Also known at that time was George Frideric Handel whose overleaves appear in the original Michael book by Chelsea Quinn-Yarbro: Messages from Michael.  

One interesting side-note to all this; when a child growing up in the northern shadow of Brimstone Hill Fortress in Sandy Point St. Kitts, in preparation of Her Majesty, Queen Elizabeth II’s state visit to the newly independent state of St. Kitts, Nevis and Anguilla at just past my 7th birthday, they played Handel’s Zadok the Priest on ZIZ radio station.

As long as I live, I will always remember how startled and out-of-body I felt on hearing this glorious music for the first time in this lifetime.  Of course, I would have heard it performed live at the coronation of King George IV whilst at court in London, England.  I had actually felt dizzy and laughed teary eyed; to me, it was the most gloriously exciting discovery to have made musically.  This music still remains the most glorious sound imaginable.  

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King George III

Hanover, George III 4/6/173829/1/1820

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Hanover, George IV 12/8/176226/6/1830

 

Viscount Horatio Nelson

Nelson, Viscount Horatio 29/9/175821/10/1805

 

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Haydn, Joseph 31/3/173231/5/1809 Vienna

George Frideric Handel

This is a fourth-level young sage in the observation mode with a goal of dominance, a realist in the emotional part of intellectual centre with a chief feature of impatience. 

This fragment was the composer George Frederick Handel.  

*These Michael Overleaves are found in the Chelsea Quinn-Yarbro book, Messages from Michael.  

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Art: King George IV when Prince Regent 

Oil on Canvas

c. 1800s Henry Bone

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Happy International Women’s Day 2016.

In celebration of every woman everywhere who has ever lived, loved and nurtured human civilisation to its fullest potentials, I salute you.  The best is yet to come.  Gender Equality in this century… and nothing less.

Here’s to Maria Callas – truly, a woman in full.  Her Michael Overleaves to follow plus a dream in which she is featured, though, previously posted herein on this blog is linked again.  Incidentally, I have since learnt that Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis was/is a Sage rather than King soul.  No wonder she was truly overwhelmed by Maria Callas in the dream; indeed, no young soul sage would be a match for an old soul king.

https://dreampoetica.com/2014/08/13/prosecuting-the-past-while-at-the-deathscape/

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Redux: HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent.

(c) Peter Elwes (son); Supplied by The Public Catalogue Foundation

Oil on Canvas

99 x 85 cm

© 1932 Simon Elwes

Provenance:  Library and Museum of Freemasonry, London, England

Without doubt, the most fascinating member of the House of Windsor in the 20th Century.

And now for a little All Hallow’s Eve yarn-spinning:

Forget about HM King Edward VIII and HRH Diana, Princess of Wales; although, what with his interrupted life at 39, and Diana’s at 36, it may well be that HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent was reincarnated as Diana, Princess of Wales.  An interrupted lifetime is always followed by another shortened lifetime – a tying up of loose-ends incarnation.

Certainly, there is matching charismatic charm that HRH Diana, Princess of Wales (2nd level mature artisan soul) bears to HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent.  Why was HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent when he violently died in a plane crash in Scotland handcuffed to a briefcase full of Krona?

HRH Diana, Princess of Wales died violently involved with a lover of foreign nationality/currency.  Alas, this Hallow’s Eve, it would do good to remember that both HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent and HRH Diana, Princess of Wales’s deaths betray some degree of foul play.

If, indeed, this is actually true, it would mark that soul having been a member of the House of Windsor in consecutive lifetimes without ever becoming monarch, though, in both cases, was well within line to have become monarch.

Sweet and blissful dreams to the astral bodies – which survives reincarnations and endures across time; thus making it possible to have access to past-life arcana – of them both… and all of us who have ever lived for that matter.

Queer isn’t it – and there are no coincidences – Diana’s stepmother, Raine Spencer was – according to her mother, novelist, Barbara Cartland her lovechild with HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent, who was also said to have parented Michael Canfield, first husband of Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis’ (young soul sage) sister, Lee Radziwill.  Truth be told, the Raine/HRH Diana, Princess of Wales connection is most intriguing.

Of course, outdoing both HM King Edward VIII and HRH Diana, Princess of Wales, HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent was the lover of Noël Coward.  Now that… was a rich life in full and definitely he was possessed of a goal of Growth.

I have always loved this portrait; look at the power and elegance in his hands.  I also happen to think that he is the most handsome male to have been born to the House of Windsor in the 20th Century – his grandson, James Ogilvy running a close second!

I wish that someone had penned a really juicy biography of this truly fascinating man…  Was he a spy?  Was he put to death and why the briefcase full of Krona?  Intriguing!

Perhaps, someday, Lady Colin Campbell – whose Empress Bianca I paid a handsome fortune to acquire at the time that it was pulped – will use her skilled pen to paint a rich portrait of HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent.  

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Since having penned this blog. so much has transpired and I certainly don’t hold the same opinions of most persons associated with this blog.  For one, Lady Colin Campbell’s pen is not skilled and as there is no such thing as a royal expert, she is a damn fraud.  I might also add that there isn’t a minor royal who would consider this testicled freak fit to wipe clean their toilet bowl with her tongue, let alone discuss anything with her.  

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20/12/1902 (Tiger) HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent 2.5.8 = 6 

Prince George, Duke of Kent was, of course, a classic example of 2 & 5 present in the makeup of a senior royal.  2’s fluidity resulted in George’s ongoing love affair with Noel Coward and that 5 also brought with it excess, indulgence and infamy.  George had a drug problem and his flagrant homosexuality was a source of embarrassment for the BRF and as that 8 is third-placed, just like that he went flying into a mountain… murdered and loss his fortune.  Interestingly enough, this Prince George also has three numbers in common with the current Prince George.  Clearly, for his homoerotic affairs and drug problems, HRH Prince George, Duke of Kent was bumped off – he was too high profile a royal to be stumbling drunk from pubs and being caught romping with some random hung stud in the woods.  

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22/7/2013 (Snake) HRH Prince George of Cambridge 4.2.8 = 5

 

As ever, life is like a flying dream, if you look down, you’re fucked.  Enjoy the ride and fear no one!  

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