♥ The real impetus for my work came from experimentation. And by this I
mean honing the crafts of poetry, music composition, painting, writing
and looking at each of these expressions as extensions of my self—my
Higher Self. I knew that this would come forward only if it was aligned
with the mission I came to serve.
♥ Understand that the concept
of the WingMakers as...as a future representation of humankind is
difficult to believe for many people, but the word "WingMakers" is an
encoded word that symbolizes this reality... that a future composite of
humanity can indeed interact with its past existence.
♥ It's through the Grand Portal that we, in a sense, re-unite with our future selves.
An ancient oracle is the property of a global religion that seeks to
keep its power under its exclusive control. The oracle, however, has its
own mission unbeknownst to its caretakers, and there are those who are
seeking its liberation.
On the artifacts: "In the construction of the technologies, the most
common metal is a form of synthetic beryllium, and the most common
mineral is quartz or a synthetic variant. This synthetic quartz is
extremely conductive and has properties that seem responsive to human
touch and thought. Spectral analysis of the quartz artifacts demonstrate
that it is an amplifier of thought waves, but we cannot program the
amplification. It is completely spurious and unpredictable. Under
extreme magnification, the quartz is impregnated with a form of
nano-technology that we've never seen before. This technology appears to
act as the digital nervous system for the artifact, while the synthetic
quartz acts as its power supply and amplification system. Human
genetics have been implanted into all of the quartz artifacts, however,
we're uncertain to what extent this is part of the smart system and how
much of this is related to a personal recognition system that activates
or channels the energy of the artifact based on genetic interleaving as
we prescribed in our AdamSon Project."
This is a book trailer for James' latest book, "Quantusum," which will
launch in both a web book version on the SpiritState website, and as a
physical book through Planetwork Press in July/August 2012 (the year of
the water dragon). The book will be released on SpiritState.com.
Quantusum is the equivalent of a trilogy both in scope and breath of
story line. It is the story of an individual coming to terms with being a
key component in the discovery of The Grand Portal--the irrefutable
scientific discovery of the human soul. The music used in the trailer is
from James' CD called Hakomi Chambers 4-6.
Within the WingMakers there is an organization known as the Lyricus
Teaching Order (LTO). It is the responsibility of certain teachers of
the LTO to incarnate within the human family and to help catalyze the
seminal discovery of the species: The Grand Portal. The Grand Portal is
the irrefutable scientific discovery of the human soul and its
interconnection with all forms of life-energy. It is through this
discovery that the human species will authentically unite and ascend to
the lofty state of a self-realized race. The Lyricus.org website is yet
another creation of James and offers the discourses, excerpts from
Liminal Cosmogony, and more detailed information on the structure of the
universe.
WingMakers.com was launched in November 1998, evoking a strong response
from the Internet's consciousness, spirituality, conspiracy theorists,
and extraterrestrial communities. Its creator has remained anonymous
over the ensuing years and writes eloquently about a race of
extraterrestrial beings (WingMakers) that have interacted with the human
species for thousands of years, and remain a fixture in our mythologies
as the Elohim or Shining Ones. This interaction continues to this day,
and indeed, James, the individual behind the WingMakers mythology, is
purported to work among them.
Approximately 875,000 unique visitors have studied the WingMakers site
since its launch. James has made the WingMakers mythology a central part
of his teachings, which include 10 music CDs, hundreds of art files,
poetry, stories, and esoteric philosophy.
Six Heart Virtues, please see the WingMakers website to learn more about
the Six Heart Virtues and how you can apply them in your life. Join us
at Event Temples...www.eventtemples.com...to meditate with other from
around the world.
Lyricus Affirmation, please see Discourse 5 for more information.
Affirmation... I am forever connected to my brothers and sisters of all time and space. What is known by them I can know. What is found by them I can find. In all that I do, may the mind of the many hold sway over the mind of the one.
Please see the following websites for official materials.
An interview with James of Wingmakerscom and Lyricus.org. This video is
designed to help those who are sensitive through the heart, to activate
higher Source energy.
Outline of Emotional Clearing Exercise And Light Distribution Prepared by John Berges from Lyricus Discourse 6 Techniques of the Intuitive Intelligence
Traveler of the Sky entered the steep canyon in a dreamlike fog, drawn
by a towering rock structure that seemed to clutch the sky. Never had
anyone from her tribe ventured so far into the mountains. She was from
the Chakobsa tribe, whose genetic origins were Mayan and whose progeny
would later become known as the Anasazi Indians of Northern New Mexico.
Her lean, bronze-skinned body bore the ritual tattoos signifying her as
leader of the Self-Knowers.
The Self-Knowers focused on the spiritual development of the Chakobsa
tribe. They created the various rituals, rites of passage, meditation
chambers or kivas, and were responsible for the tribe's record keeping
with regard to its origins, history, and belief system.
Traveler of the Sky was thirty-four years old, dressed in tanned deer
hide cut just below her knees, with turquoise beads adorning her
neckline and hemline. Over her heart was an ink print of her right hand
in blue-violet ink with tiny white beads attached, signifying a starlit
sky -- a reference to her name. Her straight, black hair fell below her
shoulders to the small of her back, held in place by a headband made of
rabbit fur. Her youthful face framed the eyes of an elder of great
wisdom.
She continued her deliberate descent into the canyon where, from the
deep shadows, a towering, needle-like rock structure twisted into the
pale blue sky like an impertinent finger dipped in red paint, pointing
to the unseen stars. It had drawn her attention the day before.
As she walked toward the red tower of sandstone, a flash of light
alarmed her. The sun had just crested the ridge of the canyon and it had
sparked a luring reflection from an object only twenty feet from her
side. She suddenly felt like a trespasser. Her body froze, eyes glued to
the shining object, no larger than a human head, half buried in pine
needles between two, gnarled pinion trees that stood like steadfast
guardians.
At first she thought it might be a stone of silver, but as she neared
the object, she noticed it was covered in unusual markings, like thin
snakes twisting over its surface, frozen, embedded into its surface as
if they were claw marks from a bear. As she squatted to get closer she
noticed its color was both gold and silver, something she had never seen
before. She edged nearer to its lustrous surface. It was an unnatural
object. She was certain of that. It was not from nature, and it was not
from her tribe.
Intrigued and entranced by its unusual color, she stared at it for
several minutes trying to decide how, or whether, to approach it. If it
was supernatural, it was her task to make it sensible to her people. If
it was a threat, it was her task to discharge it from their land. As a
shaman in her ancestral homeland, it was her duty to be inquisitive,
even forceful.
Traveler of the Sky raised her hand over the object as if blessing it.
Her thin lips recited an ancient verse of her people, "You are known to
me in the great mystery. I am honored in your presence." Her hand began
to tremble, and then her body shuddered as a current of electricity
flowed through her like a tidal wave. Her hand was drawn to the object
and involuntarily clasped it as if it were a powerful magnet. Her
fingers, clenching in an irrepressible reflex, grasped the object and
pulled it to her chest, cradling it as though it were a baby. Her entire
body vibrated uncontrollably as she held the object.
Everything she knew -- every experience she had to draw from -- was
purged. Her mind emptied like a sack of butterflies released to the
wind, and she felt completely free of her past and future. There was
only the fleeting vastness of the now. Minutes passed as she held the
object to her chest, completely unaware of her actions. She gradually
became aware of the weight she held. It was heavy, about the weight of a
young child, despite its small size.
With some effort, she placed it back on the ground. As she did, it began
to vibrate almost imperceptibly. The distinct lines on the surface of
the object began to blur. Traveler of the Sky rubbed her eyes in
distrust of what she saw. Her face bore a mixture of confusion and
foreboding fear, but she couldn't move. Everything became dreamlike and
she felt that she had been cast into a haze -- into the Great Mystery of
her ancestors.
The canyon's light shimmered and pulsed in the unmistakable rhythm of a
hypnotic dancer. Before her were three, tall, odd-looking, but handsome
men. Their eyes, variegated in blue, green, and violet, were serene yet
radiant. Long beards of pure white hair touched their chests. They were
dressed in emerald-colored robes that were strangely transparent, and
they were standing in front of her like majestic trees. She felt no fear
because she knew she had only one course of action: surrender.
"We are your future, not only your past as you now believe," one of the
beings in the middle spoke. She nodded, trying to acknowledge that she
understood them, but her body was somewhere else -- in some other world
that she was rapidly forgetting.
She noticed that although she heard his words, his lips did not move. He
was speaking directly into her mind. And he spoke perfect Chakobsan,
something unknown for an outsider.
"You have been chosen. The time has come to lift your gaze from the
fire's brightness and cast shadows of your own. You are our messenger
into your world. As you are the Traveler of the Sky, we are the Makers
of Your Wings. Together we redefine what has been taught. We recast what
has become truth. We defend what has always been, and will always be,
ours."
She could only observe. Reverence towards these Makers of Wings filled
her heart without effort. The beings before her drew it from her by
their mere presence. It poured from her as though an infinite, secret
reservoir had been tapped.
"There is no thing more divine than another," the being said. "There is
no pathway to First Source or the Great Mystery. All beings are intimate
with First Source at this very moment!"
Somewhere from far away she felt her will to speak return. "Who are you?" the phrase formed in her mind.
"I am from the Tribe of Light, as are you. Only our bodies are
different. All else remains in the clear light of permanence. You have
come to this planet forgetful of who you are and why you are here. Now
you will remember. Now you will assist us as you agreed. Now you will
awaken to the reason for your being."
A whirring sound above her head sounded like the beating of a thousand
pairs of shapeless wings, and a spiral of light descended from the sky.
Within the light, shapes similar to those she had seen on the object
twisted, merged and separated. Intelligent lines -- a language of light.
The light slowly entered her and she could feel the surge of energy,
tremorous yet deep, unsheathe her like a sculptor's chisel. There was no
struggle. No obstruction to overcome. And then she saw it.
A cacophony of images released within her and revealed her future. She
was one of them-the makers of this object. She was not Chakobsan, it was
a mask she wore, but her true lineage was from the stars. From a place
so far away that its light would never truly touch Earth.
When she came to, her vision quickly began to evaporate, as if her mind
were a sieve and could not hold the images of her future. She picked up
the object, caressing it with her hand, knowing that she was its keeper;
aware that it would lead her to something that was not yet ready to be
discovered. But she knew her time would come. A time when she would wear
a different mask -- the mask of a woman with red hair and curiously
white skin. It was the final image that passed away.
Student: Is God a physical being?
Teacher: Are you?
Student: Of course.
Teacher: Then doesn’t it stand to reason that God is as well?
Student: I don’t know…
Teacher: Can a dead man govern a city?
Student: No.
Teacher: Then how does First Source govern the Grand Universe that is —
at its most coarse expression — a physical manifestation?
Student: First Source inhabits a body like you and me?
Teacher: Can any person upon Earth create something more magnificent than their human instrument?
Student: I can’t think of an instance.
Teacher: So, within this world, the human instrument is the highest expression of materiality?
Student: I think so.
Teacher: And whatever a human creates, its creation is less magnificent than it is.
Student: Unless it is a child.
Teacher: And who is the child of First Source?
Student: We are.
Teacher: No. Humans are thousands of generations removed from First Source. Who was the original child or first creation of God?
Student: I don’t know. Source Intelligence or Spirit?
Teacher: Source Intelligence isn’t a creation of God; it is the mobility and presence of God.
Student: Then I’m afraid I don’t know.
Teacher: When a cloud emerges from a blue sky, there are specific
conditions that create the cloud. It appears from the sky, but does not
resemble the sky in color, scale, texture, or scope. And yet, is it not
accurate to say that the cloud was a child of the sky?
Student: I suppose, but what does this have to do with the physical body of God?
Teacher: Think of First Source as the sky, and the physical body of First Source as the cloud.
Student: So, the first child of God was the physical body of God?
Teacher: Yes.
Student: First Source created the conditions whereby its physical
counterpart could manifest to govern the physical universe. Then which
came first, the physical universe or the physical expression of God?
Teacher: Do you elect a president before you have a nation?
Student: Okay, I see your point. Is it true that we were created in the image of God?
Teacher: There are genetic archetypes that reside within the physical manifestation of God, and these archetypes are seven-fold.
Student: So there are seven manifestations of God? Are they all physical?
Teacher: They can be summoned physically at will, but God appears to
each of his seven offspring in the form they will recognize as their
father.
Student: Are you referring to the seven root races of Earth?
Teacher: No. The seven races of humankind are part of the most ancient
genetic line of the universe in which Earth is an infinitesimal
component. I’m referring to the seven genetic archetypes that reside
within the Seven Tribes of Light that are known as the Central Race.
They are sometimes referred to as the Elohim, Shining Ones, or
WingMakers.
Student: And you’re saying that these beings are separated into seven, genetic groups?
Teacher: The Grand Universe consists of seven universes, and each of
these converges in the central-most region of the Grand Universe. It is
within this region that the seven, physical manifestations of First
Source live, each an archetype of the human instrument designed for the
universe of its destiny.
Student: Are you saying there are seven versions of God?
Teacher: There is only one God, but there are seven human instruments —
each with different attributes and capabilities — that the one God
inhabits. Our universe is associated with the Seventh Archetype, and it
is this expression of First Source that interacts with, and governs, our
universe.
Student: Are all seven universes like our own?
Teacher: The physical worlds are similar in all material respects, but
the life forms that populate them possess different genetic
capabilities, forms, and expressions, each based on the archetype of
First Source.
Student: A human instrument from universe one would not be similar to a human instrument from any of the other six universes?
Teacher: Correct.
Student: But isn’t this true even within our own universe? Not all humanoid life forms look the same?
Teacher: This is not a matter of appearance. You are 99% identical to a
chimpanzee — genetically speaking — and yet you undoubtedly consider
yourself quite different in appearance.
Student: What you’re saying is that all humanoid life forms, regardless
of where they are located within our universe, are genetically linked to
the Seventh Archetype of First Source?
Teacher: Correct, but you can extend this to include a broad spectrum of
other life forms as well. In other words, it’s not just the human
instrument.
Student: Then in the other six universes, each has its own archetype
that is embodied by God, and the life forms of these universes conform
to this archetype — at least from a genetic perspective, if not in
appearance. Is this accurate?
Teacher: Yes.
Student: Then the obvious question is why? Why does First Source divide itself into seven, genetic universes?
Teacher: When you approach a vast mystery, a mystery as infinite as the
Grand Universe, what do you, as the creator, desire above all other
things?
Student: Assurance that the universes will not be destroyed.
Teacher: Assume that you have no doubt of this — so perfect is your plan.
Student: Then I would probably want to inhabit what I created and explore it.
Teacher: And how would you do this?
Student: I would need to travel somehow.
Teacher: Assume that you are the Seventh Archetype of First Source. You
are alone in your universe, and the universe is populated only with
celestial bodies. There are no sentient life forms and no method of
travel.
The discourses contained in this section of the WingMakers' website are a
significant element of the instructional methods used by teachers from
the Lyricus Teaching Order, of which James is a member. They are being
made available for the first time. These discourses are dialogues
between a teacher and their student, and are recorded for their teaching
value so others can utilize the same instruction.
The Lyricus discourses provide remarkable insights into the oral
teaching methods of the Lyricus Teaching Order that is comprised mostly
of members from the Central Race. The Lyricus Discourses can be read in
any order, as each is completely unique and independent. They are
presented here in the order they were translated.
You can learn more about the Lyricus Teaching Order at the Lyricus website where you can review additional content related to Lyricus.
The Central Race is an ancient race based on the same genetic template
as humanoid life elsewhere within the 7th Superuniverse. This template
is interconnected and does not relate on an evolutionary scale so much as a density
scale. The density of vibration of one planet within the 7th
Superuniverse is unique among all other planets, and it is this
vibratory condition that prescribes the biogenetic template’s
characteristics and thus its propensities and capacities.
The Lyricus Teaching Order originates in the Central Race of the 7th
Superuniverse. Within the Central Race is a sub-race known symbolically
as the WingMakers. Within the WingMakers there is a specific order of
beings that are collectively known as Lyricus, and it is this group that
is responsible for assembling and exporting the knowledge base
necessary for a developing species to scientifically prove the existence
of soul and establish the science of multidimensional reality as the
nucleus knowledge system of the species.
This outcome of evolution is universal and, in the broadest measure,
identical for all species that are based on the biogenetic template of
the Central Race, known as the 7th Archetype Soul Carrier of the
Individuated Consciousness of First Source. It is Lyricus that is
responsible for shepherding a developing species to the technological
and scientific prowess whereby the soul and the soul carrier are
distinguished and acknowledged by the species at large.
This Poem Goes With Chamber One Music As Well As Painting. I found this one to be Incredible.
"LISTENING"
I am listening for a sound beyond sound
that stalks the nightland of my dreams,
entering rooms of fossil-light
so ancient they are swarmed by truth.
I am listening for a sound beyond us
that travels the spine's
invisible ladder to the orphic library.
Where rebel books revel in the unremitting light.
Printed in gray, tiny words with quicksand depth
embroidered with such care they
render spirit a ghost, and God,
a telescope turned backwards upon itself
dreaming us awake.
Never-blooming thoughts surround me
like a regatta of crewless ships.
I listen leopard-like,
canting off the quarantine of bodies
sickened by the monsoon of still hearts.
There is certain magic
in the heartbeat which crowds the sound I seek,
but it is still underneath the beating I wish to go.
Underneath the sound of all things
huddled against the tracking dishes
that turn their heads to the sound of stars.
I am listening for a sound unwound,
so vacant it stares straight with the purity to peer
into the black madness of time
sowing visions that oscillate in our wombs
bearing radiant forms as the substrate of our form.
When I look to the compass needle
I see a blade of humility
bent to a force waylaid like wild rain
channeled in sewer pipes.
Running underground
in concrete canals that quiver,
laughing up at us as though we were lost
in the sky-world with no channel for our ride.
I am listening for a sound
in your voice,
past the scrub terrain of your door
where my ear is listening on the other side.
Beneath your heart where words go awkward
and light consumes the delicate construction of mingled lives.
I can only listen for the sound I know is there,
glittering in that unpronounceable, stateless state
quarried of limbs so innocent
they mend the flesh of hearts.
Mark: Can you speak to the process of activation and how it comes about?
James:
With our eyes and ears we perceive but a small portion of our universe.
The light and sound frequencies that our biological circuitry perceives
and processes is fractional. And when you add space to that equation it
is infinitesimally small. It was understood that the human instrument
would have its limitations, but like all things that are designed by our
Creator, there are compensatory factors, which in this case is the
human emotional system. Our emotions are what connect us to the
broader universe and the energetics that radiate from First Source. When
one lives a love-centered life, practicing the six heart virtues to the
best of their abilities in the smallest nooks and crannies of their
life, they unfold around themselves an antenna. This antenna is etheric.
In other words, it exists in a state of energy that our eyes and ears
do not detect. And it's designed like a finely tuned instrument that
both receives and transmits the radiations of the higher frequencies
from First Source. So this antenna surrounds our human instrument,
occupying the same space as our body, and yet because it's composed of
light frequencies of a high nature, it's not bound to the reality and
limitations of the third dimension like our physical body, for instance.
When our hearts are relaxed, loving and understanding, appreciative,
trusting, the etheric antenna becomes... becomes receptive like a flower
opening its petals to the sun. If our heart is anxious, troubled,
angry, or tumultuous, the same antenna, similar to the way a sensitive
plant closes its petals at sunset, passes into disorder and its
fine-grain connection to the higher frequency radiations of First Source
are cut off or diminished. This etheric antenna, from a biological
standpoint, is anchored in the seven glands of the endocrine system
which act as receptors to translate the higher frequencies of the Spirit
domain to the body and mind, so that the mind can process the encoded
information and the body can act upon it. Mark: Is this the same thing as the seven chakra system? James:
Yes. Now, when people express anger or hatred, especially over time,
their antenna can be damaged, or, more precisely, its sensitivity is
diminished, causing a vicious cycle because at some level they realize
that they are not receiving the ultra-fine perceptions which is their
birthright. It is precisely these ultra-fine perceptions that
activate the individual. It's important to note that this antenna is
never damaged from external emotions, in other words, negative emotions
directed at you or others from an external source. Instead, it's
diminished only by your own emotions of hatred, anger, frustration, and
resentment. So, you see, your Spirit's presence in your life is directly
proportional to this etheric antenna's well-being. It's a very
delicate, wondrous, even miraculous facet of a human instrument and its
bond with Spirit. And, as this antenna is unfurled, awakened, activated,
strengthened, utilized and secured, it...it broadcasts the incoming
frequencies of light and sound, or the higher frequency radiations of
First Source to the energetic field around you, bringing you a more
complete awareness of the multi-dimensional world in which you live. Now,
this luminous field that surrounds you is not an island anymore. As I
said before, the islands are rising up as a continent of consciousness,
and this continent is the collective entity I spoke of earlier. Mark: So, what is the activation then? James:
The higher Self working in conjunction with Spirit is always the
activator. It instructs the human instrument on the fundamental truths
of the six heart virtues even before the individual can read or speak.
These are innate understandings. They derive from the shared pool of
wisdom that is the Living Truth, and this pool of wisdom is the very
same that angels and enlightened beings draw from. This is the access
that every student of Spirit seeks. Once it is found it becomes your
own. Once it is found, you realize that the circuitry of the heavens, of
the material galaxies, star systems—and right down to the planet in
your own human instrument—they are all aligned in a coherent design that
makes the access to the shared pool of wisdom possible. The only thing
that you need to do is to activate the etheric antenna transmitter,
which is another way of saying—listen to your heart. And then sustain
and expand this activation by living a love-centered life.
