I am no one in power, no one known to others. I am just of a different kind, the lonely cold skin kind, a kind called Starseeds. I woke up in my teenage years, remembering that I had a mission, remembering that I came from beyond far from another star. As I grew up, I developed abilities non normal to Humans, such as knowing their minds, Astral Projections and Access to memories of the past. I realized that I had a Mission; I knew that there were Aliens Forces out there who were trying to save the Human race, forces that are fighting the Dark ones rulers of this planet. I realized that I was an assigned a mission and it was to inform Galactic Knowledge and History of our Kind the Pleiadians.

When we look back in time, this planet was a library of life. A planet where species from different parts of the galaxy would contribute their existence together, survives, and spiritually evolve away from the Star Wars. If we look back in time, this Star system was reached and became part of the Star Battles; it was taken over by the Dark Forces. Our ancestors tried hard to defend it, heroes who sacrificed their fleet’s battle after battle, but it was lost. We did not win, Now the new owners are still ruling keeping their existence unknown to humanity but operating the planets control by a hybrid or artificial race we call rulers of the planet nations, called The Illuminati.

As an old soul, I often am in touch with my past lives. For example, I have been a Jewish slave in Egypt. I have total recall of this, and I have met a handful of people who were key persons in that slave girl's life. (They didn't know who I was, but I knew who they were and what they did to me back then.)

Sometimes food will trigger a recollection. Sometimes travel. When I went to The Place of Refuge on Big Island, there was a festival of sorts for us tourists. All of the ancient arts were there with volunteers to share them. I made a bracelet out of straw woven plant material that I still have to this day, sixteen years later. The plant lady with the medicines intrigued me. In my heart I knew the indigenous peoples were a lot smarter than the rest of us in little white coats today.

But although the place seemed vaguely familiar, it was when I got my turn to ride in the outrigger canoe in the bay there, that my soul flipped out in the time department. In my joy I was neither 'here' nor 'there' in some unforeseen place in time. I wanted to stay in that boat forever. When I at last came to shore, I sat on rock at the point for a very long time, dipping my feet in the water. It was then that I found my two stones. They just 'popped up' in my sight, and I noticed them. They were there for me, a gift from the Island, the Menehune said. (I see fairies and menehune too)  One was the size of my palm, smooth, round, flat and red lava. The other was a matching size but white coral that had been shaped and worn smooth by the water.

Those stones helped me through residency so much! When I held them, one in each hand, white on the right, it would balance my energy. I used them a lot as I worked through my training. They are at my bedside today.

I have been back and forth to Hawaii many times since. My favorite is the chorus of little frogs at night that lull you to sleep.

Ahaaaaa, Let me think??? 

On Friday, Augt, 17th "our" government or part of it, the SEC (Securities and Exchange Commission) shut down a company called "Zeek" or "Zeekrewards.com."

They have but one single goal in this closure, and that is to steal the over two hundred liquidable cash funds that it has available. For the hundreds of thousands of you that were to make a good living with this wonderful humanitarian natured company, sorry very much.

Just one company, no big deal, yes, NO, YES it is a BIG DEAL!!! 

But take this times every single company out there that gives them the slightest  opportunity to "pull" an investigation. They are steeling the money and doing it at alarming rates now. It would seem to me that they must be running low on funds somehow? Some of their accounts must be experiencing some extractions?? I wonder “Who” could be behind that?

A Thank you for you support goes out to or up to, St. Germain, Ashtar, Sananda, SaLuSa, Nada, Mother Mary and the entire gang. 

Q: Why don't I channel?(like Mike Quinsey and the like)
A: you don't have much (free) time.

Q. Do you see me?
A. Yes. I am Salusa. (tousles my hair). Your vibration is very light, almost like me. (pops his collar)

Q. Why the craziness/confusion amongst Lightworkers?
A. Divine and Conquer. Namaste.
It is like trying to put out a fire with water. Comes back. There is not enough sand or water or chemical to put out this fire.
It is smoldering and now will burst back and forth a bit. They will stomp and stomp but it is like those trick cancles on the birthday cake that light back up. (laughs) (I think 'they' is illuminati)

Q. Are you all well?
A. We are tired of waiting (yawns and stretches). It has been a long time for us, although none of us has a regret.
Q. Are you healthy?
A. Yes.

Q. Do you need anything?
A. Material things? no. Love and support? yes. (I am shown an image of the earth with a magnifying glass parallel to the surface, a cone of light extending up to a point through the magnifying glass, with that point on his craft.

Q. Why are they so stupid? (the dark hats)
A. I saw what you did when you sent Archons love the other night. That was bright. (tousles my hair)

A. St. Michael kneel and looks at me in the eye.
You are precious.(taps his heart with a closed fist). A fighter. Never fear. I wanted to talk to you about (names somebody). Praise him. I am doing really good. I can cut them into sushi (the dark hats) but I can't. Do you want me to? Is it your wish?

Q. Crush the cockroaches, God! Get them off Gaia! Please cut them into sushi.

A. On your love and life?
Q. On my honor also, I am dying here under them!