Entering the Photon Belt

Commentary from GFP:

As you are wondering what arrests Benjamin, David W, Cobra, Drake are talking about, and how this is possible to transpire on our imprisoned Planet?... 

Where I can read and feel your doubts coming from comments and thoughts accusing these brave souls that they want to deceive you... They want to 'trick' you in to something unimaginable [by your 3D standards...]...

Where I say, let it go of your ego mind, which analyze the events, words, information’s to the last syllable, to every word written...

To me you look like a ostrich, who stick his head in the dirt, not realizing this was actually rhino's poop pile... And then wondering and analyzing: How come my hiding place stinks so much... It is cushy and moist, yet I cannot see a thing, plus is this disgusting odor be here all the time?..."

Galactics Calling… “Come on Up”

At about 233 PM HST, I got a call. It just said, “Go on down to Puuhonua o Honaunau and enjoy yourself.” So I did. No idea what I’d “do” or see or anything.

Often when I come here, I feel a great comfort come in. Or upon. Or with, me. Like this is some kind of energy vortex that is designed just for me. I know that everyone has their own individualized personal comfort vortex. This happens to be one of mine.

So the whole day had been sunny. No clouds. Then when I came here, the winds really picked up an it was pretty much all cloudy. To me that feels like ships are here. They are. Here.