mmanuel, Speaker of Truths; Yielder of the Vernacular Sword —1/20/18
(D) Coeus woke me up a little after midnight, with that song again from Schoolhouse Rock. “We’re going to hold a revolution now King, and we’re going to run it all our away…to the very end." Zzzzz
Hours pass, when I'm awoken to another song...
(D) You are making me crazy with that song. Now it's "Come take my hand…" You keep playing that song. I’ve tried to hang my hand over the bed, but nothing is working. Zzzzz
I wake out of a sound sleep.
(D) I hear someone talking. It’s not Coeus; rather someone else. I feel like I’m listening in on someone’s conversation.
Both of these guys have been under contract for 30 years.
(D) I heard someone else yelling. It is like there is more than one person talking in a room.
You better take care of him.
(D) This seems like a time variable here; a time shift of some kind and I can hear something happening elsewhere.
…that he knew, minute (as in tiny) painful details.
(D) I there is a "pain in the back of my neck."
(D) I see someone blowing up something.
Designed for you.
(D) Awe, it’s a heart.
(D) I’m not sure what’s going on here. You aren’t talking much and I’m seeing and hearing a lot of things. What did you do to my 3rd eye?
(D) I don’t have a lot of “time,” maybe a half and hour to an hour, before I get up. It's about 6:00 am right now, and I’d like to hear more from you.
(D) I missed what you are saying. Something about a “lead singer” and “Time stood still.” Let me listen again.
While I was transcribing this message, I looked search on YouTube for a song called, "Time Stood Still." There is a song from Madonna that I found called Time Stood Still. I've never heard it before. Awe, there is a drawing of a heart and the words are, "I loved you from the very start. What else could I do?" It mentions, "time standing still."
(D) I saw someone putting a pen down on a desk and a magazine with a lot of red on the cover. I didn’t see that name on the magazine, but there were lots of small pictures in little boxes; all over the cover of the magazine.
(D) Now I see dirty dishes in a dishpan; lots of them. Someone was taking some of them out the dishpan and they are “clunking.”
This isn’t you.
(D) Someone has multiple emails throughout the day. They are showing me little “snips” of things in the emails.
(D) I saw a man sitting on the ground, leaning against a tree.
(D) Then a little boy, whispering secrets into another boy’s ear. I recall that their heads were larger-than-normal.
(D) Now I heard something about, “The Eastern Seaboard.”
(D) Now I’m seeing a bomb again, but it’s one of those cartoon bombs. It’s a round, black, cannon ball bomb with a fuse coming out of it. It doesn't appear to be ignited yet; just the unlit fuse.
(D) I don’t know if my belching is significant, but I rarely belch. I think it is Coeus making a point. This is regurgitation or belching up of something, and it's going to blow.
(D) At first, I thought that I saw comics. But it’s comics in a comic book and the book is being turned around in different directions; which in itself is comical.
(D) There is a man standing under the corner of a white/gray colored house, under the eves of the roof; I can only see the corner of the structure. There is a huge amount of snow or something white; an avalanche coming down over him / around him. I think it’s papers coming down over the roof of a white house. There is one man standing there in it.
(D) Now there is a guy, sitting at what looks like at a stainless steel table, working on something. One of the legs broke off. If you’re sitting at a table, it would be the “left” leg, if you’re looking from where I was standing, it would have been the right leg near where the man is seated.
(D) Someone came and rolled it away.
(D) Now I have a strange feeling of being alone; isolated. I believe it’s the person’s feelings; the one at the table that lost the left leg.
(D) Darn, I just missed something. I thought someone was driving away and said…
This should be confidential.
(D) I had the sensation of movement with it; the car trying to drive away.
(D) I’m starting to get pressure like a headache in my 3rd eye area; the forehead.
(D) I think that I just heard Coeus say something…
…admiration for you.
(D) It’s him.
I have the greatest admiration for you.
I have 10 minutes to commend you.
(D) Look at that. I can see your energy. I love your energy; it’s so pretty. You have a lot of cobalt blue flowing around your mass of gold/chartreuse (yellow green). I’m seeing your energies.
(D) Coeus and Cronus like how I have the desire to see the energies. They remind me of Nebula’s. These move slowly and expand into different shapes and vary in colors; Nebula's that is. It’s very beautiful.
You are a monument to your success.
(D) Thank you sir. You are a monument to YOUR success. Was that a dry joke? LOL
Take my hand, I want to show you something.
(D) I took his hand and he mine. We’re clasping our hands together; fingers intertwined. I see our arms from about the elbow up. There aren’t any bodies attached.
(D) He’s pointing our hands/arms out to the stars.
There, (pointing out into space) is beauty and knowledge beyond belief.
(D) I think that he wants me to explain what I see. In my book, I talk about how we are “energy-based” beings. We are NOT of the flesh, as we are not normally in a physical body. Our energies form into tiny little sparks of light, to create an energetic form through “like” vibrations, or “attuning” to each others energies. So, where the end of the arms would be, the energy just thins into space; yet we are fully intact within that energetic space.
(D) We’re having a private moment; a reunion. that I can "feel;" one of great love.