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The Promise...
From the rave flier for The Promise
presented by Next School and Space Children

The call had gone out and they answered it from far and beyond. Willingly they came, armed with their gift for changing frequencies and old hands at slipping undetected into dimensional realities. But this mission would be dangerous and difficult and like none ever encountered. Yet they came by the thousands and agreed to the conditions, for this would be the single greatest infiltration ever attempted at any one time.

They were trained and schooled, this hand-picked group, for they were to enter a planet so locked into the frequency of dark energy - so controlled by powerful forces, it would be akin to a suicide mission. But the trouble-shooters, confident and challenged, still agreed to go knowing the importance of the mission, not only to the holographic universe this planet moved in, but to all other universes and galaxies interacting with it.

And so the plan began. Before entering through the spiralled dimensional energy bands and into the planets vibrational field, each member was programmed with coded information of a so-called "past" that would be indigenous to the planet. The staging was complete even to the activation of amnesia as to who they really were. Their programmed "past" would then become "real" and the illusion of who they believed themselves to be would take over and stay imprinted until they were fully integrated onto the planet's surface.

They would become entrapped in the time bands of that space continuum and then begin to believe they had already experienced years of association with many of its inhabitants. However, there would always be that feeling they were different from others. They would struggle with the pain of loneliness and alienation from their original surroundings and be driven by a strange sense of purpose - some mission they felt they had to complete where time was of the essence - and would drift in and out of their subconscious like the gossamer thoughts of a fading dream.

They would arrive like the landing of paratroopers and although inserted into different geographical areas, they would soon begin to meet with others of their group as somehow their paths would cross and they would feel again the familiarity as friendships and associations began. They had been assured of the many reminders and clues that would surround them if they would search for them and the computerized information in the crystal instructors if they would learn to communicate within the limited vibrational bodies of dense matter they had taken on.

But the greatest danger of all, and one they had been forwarned of, would be that of becoming caught in the light sapping bands of frequency surrounding and infiltrating the planet's atmosphere. They would feel the emotions of hopelessness and fear, despair and sadness, anger and rage, hate and sarcasm, power and greed and enveloped in the magnetic particles that carry these negative emotions they would wander lost and forgetful of their mission. This was to be the greatest danger of all for the dichotomy was this necessity to experience these emotions for without this understanding they would be unable to help the inhabitants of this dying planet.

The struggle would ever have to be that of "waking up" and remembering who they were - light workers bringing knowledge and freedom to a peoples who were trapped. Each member of this great and magnificent undertaking would be assigned a specific task. A portion of this master plan would be coded into their DNA and, like cosmic mercenaries, they would blast their way through the dark. But there would always be the danger of being recognized by those who did not want to lose control of the planet, and efforts to destroy these light carriers would become the planetary directive of the dark forces. Every programmed fear that had been implanted to protect the members as they integrated onto the planet would now be used to destroy them. It would be the prophesied Armageddon. The war between light and dark.

Once the group had landed, the 11:11 dimensional doorway would open. They would have approximately 20 Earth years to complete their mission and return through the vortex. Yes, they would learn to ride the emotional storm of Earth's frequency and feel the pain that had held it crippled and it would be a challenge beyond anything they had yet encountered, but they would never be alone. There would always be means to communicate with those who had trained them and who now stood by with hope and love. And with envy from the skies they would watch by the thousands upon thousands as the unique and majestic drama unfolded on this blue-jeweled planet sparkling in a black star-studded universe. No, they would not be abandoned. If they would only remember the promise they each carried in their hearts. The promise give to them in the beginning......

....from this journey you shall return.

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