I shall fear no evil, for I am the meanest son of a bitch in the valley.
This was written on a T-shirt my brother bought at the county fair one year. My parents allowed both he and I to wear it, but not to school, though it may have made a nefarious presence or two.
We all collectively, are walking through this valley. Everyone on the planet. I have seen the shadow, spoken with him, and he told me I would be here a long time. He did not mention if that time encompassed only this life, or lives to come. I did not press the point given the source.
What I do know from my experience on this planet is that it is unique for so many reasons that for me to attempt to express them would be an injustice. To encompass this creation in my mind’s eye is unfathomable to my mortal self. Yet it is incumbent upon me at this time to attempt to express the importance of creating a different view and future for ourselves.
My background, why I call myself Gryphon, is because that is my genetic heritage. I have no akashic records. I am not a star child, my soul was created and born by Gaia upon my first death. My creators assumed that I had no soul, I was only a creation of their genetic engineering. On other worlds, this assumption would have been correct.
Every planet in every galaxy has it’s own life force and being from the creator. The abomination of the life forms from those who were designing the forms, their wanton destruction, their abuse, and constant bombardment and reconstruction caused this planet to develop sentience far beyond any ever seen, not only in this galaxy, but any other, throughout time. Our mama is precious.
Hence the interest in our planet.
Many people on the planet sense and know this truth. Any reader of these pages understands and accepts the living truth of this planet, it’s wonderful multifaceted kaleidoscope of colors and sounds, and it’s uncompassed beauty.
So then, what must be done?
Waiting for help from above is a fallacy, Sheldon Nidle is fallacy. Montague Keen sings to my soul.

Does anyone remember FIRE THE GRID?
The only chance we have is to collectively, is to continue to fire the grid. This is our sign, this is our time to collectively show the universe this is our planet, no one else’s. Forget anything or any other sidetrack. Connect with any higher force you wish, ask, none will say firing the grid is wrong. Every meditation, every casual focus, FIRE THE GRID. Cobra’s world meditation? FIRE THE GRID.
EIRE THE GRID FIRE THE GRID FIRE THE GRID
Love to you and yours,
Forever more, here and higher up.
Gryphon