In March 2011, the world experienced the beginning of the Fukushima nuclear disaster, associated with the Great East Japan Earthquake. A week later, Planet Waves published my article about that chart, taking the history back through numerous other event charts with a similar signature. Titled Here at the Edge of the World, the article explores the Atlantis archetype.
In that article, I wrote:
As these global events come closer together, it’s starting to feel like someone is doing all of this. I got that feeling the strongest over the weekend pondering how this extremely rare quake — the 3rd most powerful on record — struck a region in Japan just where there are numerous nuclear reactors (including others not currently in distress). When I read the phrase “rare engines of war,” I suddenly felt like I was sitting in the middle of someone else’s war.
The question is: whose war, and over what? I don’t know, but I can tell you that the atom was not split for peaceful purposes. It was split with the intention of killing a lot of people. That much is history. Most wars are fought over the usual stupid reasons — power, greed and egotism. Heck, why not? The world is ending anyway.
The next day, I received an email from Laura Amazzone, a close friend of author and teacher Vicki Noble. The email contained Vicki Noble’s description of a dream that she experienced on Jan. 6, 2011, about two months before the earthquake.
Author, Healer, astrologer and Feminist Spirituality Foremother, Vicki Noble asked me to send you a dream she had on Jan 6 that pertains to BETELGEUSE and the astrology you sent today.
Her dream was an eerie premonition about what you describe–and synchronistically it happened on the christian day of the “epiphany…” Vicki and I have been talking about this dream for months, doing research on chem trails, etc. and have not been sure what to do about it–or what it really meant until we read your blog today.
We both suspected what you described as environmental warfare and have also felt that someone else is DOING this…I will paste the dream below. I think you both would have a very interesting conversation.
(Vicki is the author of Shakti Woman, Motherpeace Tarot, Double Goddess, etc…you may be familiar with her work?)
Blessings, Laura Amazzone
Vicki Noble’s Dream. Jan. 6, 2011.
I am with Laura somewhere in the dark. We sit at a picnic table in the night, talking. There is a guy around, but not with us. I hear people remarking on the two red stars. I look at them and remark on how really red they are. Two red stars. It seems like a very bad omen, the more I think about it. Even though I want to like them?because they are like Mars, and I want to like Mars (it’s my ruling planet) — they look ominous, very bright red in the night sky — just not right.
Then as I’m looking at the sky where the two red stars are, there are clouds or fog, and suddenly around the arc of the two red stars there is a red light exploding out from the center, like a big fireworks display but less dramatic, slower, expanding in slow motion. I point and get Laura’s attention, it’s an explosion, I’m starting to panic.
But I also feel cynical like ‘it figures’, it’s finally happening, they have finally done it. But what have they done??? I finally begin to make out a cloud, so I’m starting to think it’s a mushroom cloud. We’re talking about it in calm voices: It’s a bomb. It’s going to come down right on us. What should we do? What is there to do? What will happen? It’s inconceivable. Laura says, The effects will happen over time. I’m not so sure, since it’s so close, but still I don?t know how to respond.
I suddenly realize out loud, ‘They’ve blown up a planet!’ ‘Really?’ Laura says. I’m thinking about the asteroids and how they might have once been a planet that exploded. I say, ‘Yes, they’ve really done it!’
We’re running home to the house where we are staying. I seem to have left my glasses on the picnic table where we had been sitting. I’m worried about that. I have the appliance for my breathing which I put in the pocket of my jeans. We are back at the house now and people are suddenly running. Outside it?s noisy. I look out a window and see that the debris falling from the sky is landing on a power station nearby. All the very bright lights at the power station are exploding out. I yell, ‘It’s taking out a power plant’. And the house goes dark.
We see all the people running and helicopters coming. ‘They’re air lifting people out’, Laura says, ‘but Karen and I aren’t going’. I think she means her friend Karen — she’s the doctor I think, so they must have a plan. I yell, ‘Okay, just tell me what to do’. I decide I’m staying too, even though the fires are a little close for comfort. I don?t really want to be herded somewhere like a refugee.
So I’m trying to think calmly now about what I need to have on me — my other glasses, and maybe my travel bag (the small one I wear around my neck with IDs and cash) and the breathing appliance.
I wake with my heart pounding.