Skimpy Red had had a pretty tough year; though much can be said for tough as all lessons and all experiences have their share of rewards if one only embraces the pain and makes it yield to them. This year was full of such opportunities; something that Skimpy Red in retrospect would appreciate and feel gratitude for what it would bring her; yet she would suffer well beyond the boundaries of ordinary human suffering. Is this possible? It is, when one accesses domains one has no idea even exist...and especially when one never planned to do such a thing in the first place. It is, when one wants only the best for all concerned and is willing to do anything to see that manifest. It is, when the Pure of Heart reconcile...

Skimpy Red has seen Masters (as she calls them) or Angels (as others call them) and even Star Visitors (which they truly are) all her life. Sometimes it was in dreams, and sometimes they materialized physically in front of her perhaps for a smile, perhaps for a mission; tho most often these days to help. Skimpy Red had gotten caught in a crossfire.

It may have begun when she so tired of the pain of this 3D reality and confronted the Evil One for the sake of all; tho it may have begun well into another timeline, and the accessing of the Tablets of Destiny then and even now located upon Silbury Mound. She had thought many things had may have happened there; but in the end she would come to know that soul had been split into polarities at the slightest accidental touch of her finger. As her soulmate faded he had told her not to let the Evil One know where she was and that he would come find her once more but that summer the pain and the betrayal upon her heart from others was just too much. Strange how betrayals had come to her in her life; always at her weakest moment as if the prevailing spirit of darkness always seemed to know...Skimpy Red had been given no quarter in a War that wasnt even hers; for she had never wanted war.

Yet Skimpy held onto her heart and did not allow defilement to come into it in terms of vindictiveness or cruelty; she just never would retaliate. Somehow she knew if she did that the reconciliation she so desparately sought and deserved would not come about if she did. So along the way some would call her weak and some would call her foolish, and some would think she was just playing the victim; but a pure heart reflects all things and lets the cause and effect of the Universe lay as it comes instead of compounding the actions and trapping oneself even further in karmic consequences most accept as a normal part of living in a material world. Skimpy knew better, it was a trap; a very well laid trap. Altho she had always known, this would be revealed to her with exact certainty that summer she confronted the Evil One.

Many may be able to reflect upon what Jesus did when he took the Keys of Life and Death away from the Evil One; but very few will ever know that experience much less understand the ramifications nor the symbology associated with such a sacrificial and selfless act. Skimpy Red was about to find out; tho even she didnt know at the time.

Skimpy Red lowered herself into the underworld domain, walked right into the den of the Evil One among his whores that hissed at her as if she instead were the evil incarnate; but she dismissed them and walked on. She knew they did not have the Power she had; nor would they ever and they knew that too. Skimpy Red opened the door and stepped into the Evil Ones office. Tho he always thought he would have warning, Skimpy Red didnt give any. Skimpy Red caught him offguard and that can be possible; given the knowledge of gods and what constitutes a god and what does not. Even Jesus knew and tried to tell others of the Lost Sheep of Israel; and said dont ye know ye are gods? yet many still to this day, deny His very words and know not of what he spoke. Skimpy Red absolutely knew. Skimpy Red caught the Evil One offguard and did so with precise purpose. She pulled the Power and confronted the Evil One that day with conviction most will never understand yet never asked for anything for herself. She wasnt looking for Power, she had power. She wasnt looking for wealth; for the wealth that is lasting resides only within Heart and Skimpy was rich beyond belief. Tho most would succumb to such as they lost their soul Skimpy instead offered the Evil One a deal he would not, and in this case of being caught off guard, could not refuse. Did Skimpy Red lose her soul that day as most would? No...and in the end, even the Evil One would come to respect her spirit for in all reality, Skimpy Red had only offered one thing; LOVE. After all, it was all she had left that the Evil One did not possess.

A pure heart is required in such matters and she had been schooled by her Master Teacher all her life. What she did that day, she did for all of mankind. She wanted and sought an end to suffering for all. Not once did she think of herself or what she might gain; nor even the ramifications of her actions, crossing domains and confronting gods that could very well end her life if her heart was not pure...but it was and so the Evil One had no choice not only to accept her proposition, but to ultimately hand to her the Keys of Life and Death as a result. Strange though, she wouldnt figure out that one for a month. How does one describe the experience that transforms the Evil One into a spirit of willing knowledge as to his ways and means? How many people does the Evil One actually truthfully reveal how he created this time/space continuum in the first place and what he uses to keep it in place? Skimpy Red knew soul that day and in the days to come, in ways most will never be able to relate. If there is a war, on any level, one can rest assured it is all over soul; something most just cannot grasp yet it is so with absolute infinity in all cases, in all ways.

So can one call Skimpy Red weak? Foolish? Afraid? She did what very few will ever do; and when all was said and done, found out that never before in all the history and timelines had a woman ever accomplished such a thing. It would take months for Skimpy Red to understand the deep and tangential ramifications of what she had so brazenly attempted and successfully carried out under extreme duress. Yet success came in the form of a pure heart. Skimpy Red was called the bravest woman He had ever known by the Master that next appeared to her..yet she felt it not. She only wanted an end to the pain and the betrayals and the thoughtless choices of souls that were blinded into foolish mindless acts of cruelty by thoughts that werent even their own! Did this really have to exist in this reality? Somehow Skimpy Red knew it did not. Pure is as pure does; and few are those that know.

Many think of the Evil One as intrinsically and unequivocally evil; yet Skimpy Red discovered that the Evil One was more appropriately the God of Chaos; of Darkness; and those that dwelt within his domain werent harmed by it as one might assume and she also discovered that evil only truly exists if humans in this 3D reality allowed it to manifest thru them. This is in all actuality the allowance of chaos into the human reality and we all possess the ability to stop the entrance of such a thing into our lives. Skimpy Red learned that altho one could not trust the Evil One even he had rules that he had to live by; principles of Universal Laws that allowed his continued godhead over the air and his ability to whisper fears into the minds of men. How surprised most would be to learn that the Well of Thoughts exists; yet many do not belong to us and we are bombarded constantly. Still, it is our decision to choose which thought we allow ourselves to own and which we do not. Such is the basis of soul and fragments of ONE and why this well of thoughts exists in the first place. In certain respects, one could say that the Evil One has Power over the Air; yet another God created the planetary logos and the War of Souls rages on..

Can one just imagine the healing that could manifest within this 3D reality if we only knew the truth? The Evil One showed Skimpy how he had bent the Well of Spirit so that it angled ever so slightly upward as to slow time to seem linear yet not stop; creating a much denser 3D reality than ever existed naturally. The Evil One showed Skimpy Red once how he held tiny little humans in his hands and told them he was their father and fed him whatever he wanted and they just opened their mouths like little baby birds and swallowed down anything he offered. Most of it was not good. Skimpy Red didnt want to believe that one; yet she saw it every day of her life in the actions and thoughts of others that went about their lives in total blindness to the truth of actual reality and could not deny this particular revealment of truth. Its just that Skimpy Red cared, and deeply so.

The Evil One showed her how he used paper to confuse and bind humans to a system that would stress the best of us and levied interest to keep the energy-for-energy principle null and void. The Evil One showed Skimpy Red how he pushed the humans after a false sense of wealth as if wealth equalled self worth; and how he pushed humans so hard they would never get enough rest; to make us forget our dreamtimes as if we no longer existed in lateral timelines and how that was such a closely guarded secret that he would go to any length to keep this from humans. Push push push!! Wealth and world were the earmarks of success and the understanding of archetypal energies and the truth about reality and spiritual healing and lateral timelines useless!! Oh, how he pushes us...and in the end makes a misery out of even the most well meaning and accredited soul and then they wonder why they are left with a feeling that something was missed. Can they change then and realize there is so much more to the Heavens than the sole focus upon this reality? The sadness Skimpy Red felt in her soul at such sorrow in which most humans werent even at fault, grazed her heart deeply.

The Evil One also showed Skimpy Red how he used oil to make humans dependent and how the truly weak and foolish succumbed to its false sense of power and wealth as easily as babies would grab for candy. Oil was a favorite of his; and he would laugh with such disdain over the mindless actions of men as they fought over what they considered world and wealth as if it really truly existed. Such suffering of all mankind upon the planet and such destruction of the planet itself!! Mindless...blind..playing into the hands of the Evil One that in the end sought their souls, sought the destruction of the planet by any means; even by nuclear means as to fragment souls so completely they would no longer have the ability to cohese. Here there were fresh minions to be mined. Here he could build his empire and his kingdom but only if man were kept blind enough to swallow his food, buying into wars and bombs and nuclear activations that would disrupt the planetary logos completely; instilling in them a sense of honor by thinking somehow that war is the means to peace. It would be a few months later Skimpy would be shown that the Pivotal Point had come; that decision to bomb that would allow the walking upon country after country and would spell the end of linear time. Sadness? Not at all; Skimpy Red knew the time to go home had finally arrived.

Many many discussions even arguments ensued after Skimpy Red confronted the Evil One yet asked nothing for herself. Many times in the months that followed she found herself engaged in deep conversations with many very High Commanders and Masters in the Universe (Skimpy knows we are not alone do you?) as the energy conceived in that one very sacrificial act had been turned over to those in the heavens; it was theirs to do as they saw fit. Skimpy Red had only one request; that it end suffering for all of humanity. How that was accomplished, didnt matter.

The ramifications were deep; and the elevation that would come as a result startled even Skimpy Red. She was to become a part of prophecy; of Hopi prophecy; of Native Indian prophecies worldwide that referenced the woman from the north with the pure heart and she would find herself wearing the full headdress of blue feathers that marks the Helpers of the Great Pahana. She would find herself a member of the Council of Nine in which her Master Teacher would reveal to her who he really was. She would find herself in higher planes of existence and Skimpy Red found herself dealing with the last vestiges of Ego within her; which would break by the time the new year rolled around and fortunately balance would begin. Skimpy Red had been overwhelmed; she had bitten off a huge bite of that T bone steak; something only a very few would ever attempt and now she had work to do. It was time for reconciliation.

Her Master came to her also in the months that followed; with many missions that were necessary in minimizing damage to the planet via nuclear means. He would come with many messages and with many many instructions and the revealment would be complete; well, as complete as anyone could assimilate in such a compacted sense of linear time. It would not be easy for Skimpy; and it would be pass or fail.

In the end, Skimpy Red was ordered by the Evil One to stay out of his domain. Skimpy Red had won the right to transmute pain for all yet it would not manifest until time converged. Skimpy Red could accept that. Skimpy Red knew time was already beginning to converge because when she closed her eyes she could see another timeline and often these days she would feel their arm intersect with her and go thru her chest; or someone would sit down and pass through her and she could feel the pressure. It was rather uncomfortable at first; but she got used to it. Skimpy Red never really had problems understanding that time was lateral and not linear; but if it was this obvious to Skimpy, and time convergence was exponential during End Times, then the whole world was about to find out.

v.kipp

6/07/03