Numb Ears and Leather: The Supreme Council of Thirteen

   I'm not sure what awaken me this morning. Hell, its not even twelve a.m. yet, and my night just may be over.  I normally have difficulty sleeping when my two year old sleeps with us, but he is not due to climb in bed for another couple hours. I rack my brain trying to recall what woke me so urgently. It would have to be something very strange and unsettling to have me sitting up with goosebumps like an 8 year old girl. Slowly, bits and very small pieces return to me but, I'm not sure this is an accurate memory. There are times when I attempt to open doors within to gather my thoughts, and a flood of information would pour out. These are not wholly accurate or inaccurate as thoughts go, but can be painfully draining and frightening  as well as other-worldly, and I mean the latter literally. Suddenly, a flash of remembrance, and my eyes widen with awareness and acceptance of the dreams' emergence from my psyche in total-recall...


    I stood in the midst of the master teachers in the place known as the thorn. It is the very center of overlapping concentric circles. The bearer of the thorn stand as pupil and teacher surrounded by twelve elders, one of which is his direct guardian and stand at the presumed head of the circle.  The twelve are all master teachers but none are masters themselves.  I, the student, am the focus of the teachers and a master in training.

    Although I am in the center of my circle, I stand simultaneously as one of twelve in an adjoining circle in which a pupil stands in the place of thorns as our primary focus receiving the eternal light of knowledge emanating from the twelve angles of light surrounding her. As truth would have, every individual stood at the center of their own circle and as master teacher in twelve others completing the Council of Thirteen.

   It is through this connection each individual lays bare their unique experience, knowledge and wisdom unfiltered into the council without use of words. These emanations goes forth as lightning through various  pathway combinations seeking thorns of least resistance, gathering data and reconfiguring it into a perfect harmonic. Once completed, light is to be emitted throughout the entire council as a wave or static pulse disseminating what would instantaneously become universal understanding throughout the cosmos.

  This union occurs outside of space and time within an etheric field and is therefore immeasurable yet is known throughout the galactic as a 'day out of time'. This is not a twenty-four hour reference as days widely vary throughout the universe, but is understood to last 'a thousand years' with possible erratic  and spontaneous participation of the elect.

   The fact that I know any of this is the reason for my nervousness and can only mean one thing. I had been there! I had stood in the congregation as one of the council and made privy to hidden knowledge! The age of Pisces is officially over (at least in the ethers), and the new King and Queen is set to be crowned during the coming Venus transit, though their first decree won't be issued until the passing of the winter solstice and rebirth of Sol.

    I  have so many answers to age old questions running through my essence, and yet they give way to many new questions of the coming aeon. I am terribly excited! This is it! This is all that I have worked for! This is the Communion of The All, and I have a place at the table!

    I whispered the word I had received in council as my new nomenclature, Khem.  I am number 942652765258136021356.........................                                                                    

                                       ...but, you can can just call me 9.

                                                     Khem9 Ether