I asked her quite specifically it he was etheric and she is sure he is physical. And the Greeks who were taught by the annedotus thought them physical as well.
The handbag contains the bread of life and water of life that the aliens need to preserve their immortality upon this planet. It is likely the Sun is rather old and the sun light destructive to them.
Here you can see the annedotus standing around the tree of life (pretty close to the Jewish form of the tree) and the connection to Sirius (brightest star in the sky) may be deduced.
Thus we understand that the Widow Isis (said to be from Sirius) was probably amphibian (like Vishnu) and was depicted with the fish on the head as a later (rather poor) artist's impression
In the current Issue of Nexus magazine there is a lengthy article on mer-people .... they are known as Ri's and Pishmarys in New Guinea and Indonesia. They have been reported over the ages is by reputable people. Interesting.
Post by vajranagini on Oct 14, 2010 12:09:40 GMT 9.5
There is no question of the power emanating from the eyes; actual physical experiments have been conducted where people would stare hard at glass petri dishes containing live yeast cultures. It was found that people could KILL yeast cells with just their gaze; the number of yeats cells in the control dishes remained the same but the "stared at dishes" contained WAY FEWER live cells!
"Truth is the best spiritual practice in this the Black Aeon" Shri Ramakrishna Paramahansa
One of my mischievous little games with the cat is to tickle the hairs in his ears with my eyes, and see how long it takes him to wiggle them. Always works.
I startled myself last week playing these sort of games. I was feeling great and sent good vibes to man I was about to pass by, who was enjoying his morning paper and coffee. The second I sent the message he looked and a grinned widely at me. I was quite taken aback.
(I made a mental note to be more careful with the not so nice thoughts I sometimes send out )
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting…trailing clouds of glory do we come from God, who is our home -Wordsworth