SASQUATCH MESSAGE FOR HUMANITY
by Kewaunee Lapseritis, crypto-anthropologist.
I hope you enjoy this story of Kewaunee
Lapseritis' encounter with several Sasquatch. The Sasquatch are highly evolved
nature people. This will be an introduction to some of the many benevolent
star-nations and their compassionate and sentient entities with whom we share
this universe. Prepare yourself to become a true citizen of the Milky Way
Galaxy!
This is an important message and
encounter with the Sasquatch given to BC Canada native SunBow (DawaOutah). In
this message, the history and all details of the universe and connection
between the human, Sasquatch, and some star
species are outlined as well as the reasons. These are the answers the
questions that everyone is asking! The Spirit of God and our Sasquatch guides
led me (Kelly) to find this gentleman and his messages yesterday as they told
me for months now that I would continue to meet more of our “soul tribe” and
others like us to help share the message of love and peace and responsibility
that we have here on Earth. They were very excited that we have connected now
so that we may work together to save humanity and Mother Earth. This message is
in complete alignment with everything that Kewaunee and I know as well as the
hundreds of other contactees that have and still receive messages from our
loving big brothers. This is very lengthy, but I promise you that you will
enjoy learning and remembering this ancient wisdom and that you will re-read it
again. :)
WARNING: The information below is intense and
it may offend some with conditioned thinking or certain religious beliefs.
Please read with an open heart and open mind, and if for some reason the
information disturbs or angers you, please stop reading and center yourself… a
negative reaction affects us all which is counter-productive to the purpose of
this message.
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Conversations with Sasquatch (part 6)
After this, I went up north, above the 56th
parallel, some 300 km from Yukon. The first day of mushroom picking in the
deep bush, I came across a dozen of clear Sasquatch tracks, well printed into
the charcoaled soil. They were about 16 inches long, bigger than the ones I
had seen on Vancouver Island, with a definite human foot shape with five
round toes. I shared my discovery to a couple friends who brought it up at
camp. The general reaction was the usual laughter and bear explanation,
although another picker admitted having seen tracks as well. I succeeded in
explaining that Sasquatch is a very well-known being in the stories of many
Native traditions, especially in BC. But I knew I couldn’t mention anything
about my encounters there, without being met with ridicule and seen as a
weirdo.
The next day, as I had walked kilometers in
the burnt forest, Sasquatch showed himself to me in the physical form. I
first heard a sound, like a mixture of gentle groans and mumbling. The
closest sound I can compare it to, although it might seem funny for some, is
the voice of Chewbacca in the Star Wars movies; and you can bet they took
their idea from somewhere. I lifted up my head and looked towards where the
voice was coming from. And there he was standing, some 200 feet from me,
beyond the pile of uprooted trees, with nothing standing between us, so that
we could exchange a clear visual contact. He was over 8 feet tall, with light
brown long fur, taller and slender than the black one I had seen on Vancouver
Island in 2003. Although impressed, I was filled with joy, like if meeting an
old friend.
He said in telepathy: ”Here I am. I saw you
found my tracks. So, you are the Human who knows us?!”
Seeing I was without fear, he was puzzled
and shyly crouched behind a big uprooted stump. I could see his face between
the roots, observing me with curiosity; a sentient face coming from ancient
ages, made of intelligence and sensibility, profound wisdom and deep
instincts, strangely human and wild.
Although he had a few centuries of age, he
was not an ancient learned elder of his people, but he was a leader of his
local clan. So I waved at him and started singing a gentle chant, knowing
that they love soft music and chants from the heart. He had only been seen by
a few Humans in all his life, but all of them were afraid of him. Now he was
meeting one who was a friend, what he found interesting, but strange,
compared to the usual hunters or loggers he had seen. He wondered why I was
coming with this wave of people picking all the mushrooms and invading his
woods in an unprecedented manner.
I couldn’t pretend that I was gathering my
meal nor wildcrafting, so I explained to him that we exchanged the mushrooms
for money, so that later we could exchange the money in the Human world, for
other goods we need for our survival. He had already picked up this strange
concept from reading the minds of the pickers. But what he couldn’t figure
out was, how come I was the only one of my people who could communicate face
to face with him, but was doing the same thing as all the others. This had me
ponder, then and afterwards. He finally told me that he was glad to talk with
a Human, but there was too many of my people invading his woods who couldn’t
relate with him, so he couldn’t stay around in a visible form. And before I
knew it, he had disappeared from my sight, suddenly vanished.
That night, he came to me in dream and I
saw clearly his face smiling over me and thanking me for the chant. The next
day, I went in another area and found again some tracks, but a couple inches
shorter, from another member of his family. The following day, I returned to
the sector where I had encountered him. After a whole day of picking a modest
harvest, I was getting ready to return to camp, as the long northern daylight
was already dimming out, when I heard the same recognizable voice trying to
mumble a shaky melody. After two or three attempts, I understood that he was
asking me to sing again.
So I started with a soft chant, to which he
replied with a few joyful whoots. After my chant, he tried again a melody,
sounding like a clumsy mixture of groans and howls. I did again a mellow
chant and he tried to join with his vocal sounds. This amused me, as it felt
like a sacred spiritual connection, which at the same time was also somewhat
funny. I chanted the first line and stopped, and he tried to repeat it. We
repeated the same exercise a few times, until he finally succeeded in howling
the right notes in the right order, which made us both very happy. He
explained to me that his specie communicates through telepathy and has no
need for words and speech, so individual Sasquatch don’t have any specific
names to designate their person. Being telepathic, they don’t need to
introduce themselves to each other, nor can they lie about themselves. But
they use different vocals to express their emotions or communicate their
location, either to their own people or to other species who can’t
communicate with telepathy.
They can whisper, whistle, hum, mumble,
moan, groan, growl, howl, whoot, roar, scream and mimmick certain animals and
birds. But they have not developed a musical culture nor a tradition of songs
among their people. The sacred chants and spiritual music of the Humans is
one of the things they appreciate, admire and miss the most from our people.
Musical instruments are among the Human inventions that they value above
modern technology. He had known of these things from the greater Soul of his
specie, but had not yet heard music himself or experienced prior conversation
with any of our Human people.
As other means of communication, they also
have glands that exude a pungent stench unbearable to most species, acting as
a repellent for intruders. But they use those only in cases of danger, when
they feel a threat. So I never got to smell their repellent scent, made
famous through countless accounts.
They can and have operated high
technological devices and space crafts requiring logical understanding when
in situations where their help was needed. But their specie has not developed
any technologies nor external material tools; neither have they developed
artistic creation, culture, nor the ability to play music and sing, having no
need to create tools and produce art, as they can project their thoughts.
Their primal wild lifestyles may seem raw
and primitive for us Humans, but their extended knowledge of the Cosmic Order
through their telepathic connection with the greater Soul of their specie and
their psychic abilities to project images and energies directly into the
minds makes their intelligence greater than ours on some levels, while Humans
are gifted with speech, creativity, art, inventions and cultures. So when
their people and our people were still connected, it was a beneficial
exchange for both sides. As younger brothers, us Humans can also contribute
to the well-being of our elder brothers Sasquatch.
We thanked each other for this conversation
and, as he knew I was on my way out, he bid me farewell. He explained that he
had remained invisible during this last meeting, as the woods around were
getting invaded with some of my people who couldn’t relate to him. So he
couldn’t remain around any longer as more pickers were moving into the area.
But he said that we could always remain connected in spirit. Now that we were
friends, he would recommend me through telepathy to the greater Soul of the
specie.
This last encounter made me understand how
each individual Sasquatch has a different personality, that connects in its
own way and on different levels with the greater Soul of their specie, like
to a matrix binding them all. They don’t have all the same experience,
feelings and wisdom, but they all can access their collective knowledge
through the greater Soul of their specie. It is comparable somehow to us
Humans tapping into the internet, to share news or learn what happens
elsewhere, except that when Sasquatch connects with their Mother Soul, they
can’t lie or hide any intentions from their people.
Their medicine is that of transparence and
honesty. So this Sasquatch could see and know right away of my previous
encounters, but he was more interested in communicating for the first time
with a Human on a friendly level, than in teaching me about their history
that had been previously transmitted to me. The information that he shared
with me about their people was adding various new elements to what I had
already been taught, concerning their personalities, emotions and perceptions
of the Human specie. It also instructed me on their love of spiritual music
as one way to communicate, apart from telepathy.
If you run into Sasquatch some day, do not
deny, hide, or fear; open your consciousness to the message their Soul
carries. And if you find nothing better to do, sing a loving spiritual chant
from your heart. Our Family of conscious two-leggeds and intelligent
earthlings is far much wider, wiser, stronger and more ancient than it is
generally believed in our young remodified cultures. We have some allies on
this home-planet, as well as in the heavens, who are willing to help and
waiting for us to reconnect with our spiritual knowledge, to bring the
changes needed in our healing process and restore the Cosmic Order.
May all beings in all the worlds be free and happy. May we be united. We are all relatives… |
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Sasquatch said (part 7):
”Now that you have seen, heard and felt
more evidences of our existence then you can report, you know who we are and
how we are connected. On the same level, because you have interacted
peacefully with some of ours, the greater Soul of our specie now knows you
and is connected to you.”
”The message of my
people is not one of the mind, but one of the Soul, inspired by the heart. We
do not play on words nor elaborate sophisticated rhetorics to express
ourselves, but project directly the images of our thoughts into the soul who
are ready to communicate in this way.”
”The greatest intelligence is the
intelligence of the heart, seat of the Soul and strongest source of magnetism
in our beings. It allows telepathic communications on the etheric level, as
well as astral projection and real empathy. Through the heart we can feel
what other beings feel and know natural compassion. Telepathic connection is
not through the mind, but through the Soul. Touching the collective Soul with
consciousness has more powerful effects, than reaching the collective mind
with ideas. It leaves better results for the evolution.”
”The Soul feels through the heart and can
sense what other beings feel, animals, plants, stones or other forms of life.
Every sentient being can communicate this way and understand one another in a
telepathic way, without recourse to articulated speech, any wordings or
formulas, except when the mind clouds the perceptions, limiting consciousness
to a calculable, tangible, explainable equation.”
”My people, like the animals, have kept
this universal ability to communicate through the soul, that most of your
people have lost, partially or completely. We have not developed complicated
grammar or syntax rules, nor a large diversity of vocabulary or spoken
languages, nor devised anything of technological complexity, like your people
have in their ever-changing creative evolution. But we have kept our natural
ability to hear the souls of all living beings and of our home-planet, Mother
Earth.”
”My people, like all sentient beings, can
feel the same emotions that your people can feel, but over different reasons.
Because we still hear the emotions of other living beings and of Mother
Earth, we feel empathy.”
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”We can feel the joy of the butterfly in
the flower, the pride of the salmon jumping the falls, the confidence of the
pack of wolves, the exhaltation of the soaring eagle, the serenity of the
oak.”
”But we also feel the cry of the ones in
pain, dying and suffering from diseases and poisons introduced by your people
and imposed on all life forms on this home-planet we were given to share,
decimating species and ecosystems at a dramatic extermination rate. We hear
the pains and cries when the sounds of your polluting engines tear down the
natural harmony of our wilderness, or when your machinery rips apart the
sacred grounds, breaks the rock, cuts the wailing trees, pierces or drills
the underground.”
”We hear the pain of the water beings, who
wash ashore by the millions, choke or mutate because of the activities of
your Human people and the legacy of death that the uncivilization enslaving
your people has left our home-planet with. We hear the pain of your own Human
people who cry in vain for help, as they die in genocides, suffer or seek
refuge from the evils done to them by their own Human brothers.”
”Complex mind ideologies backed by
sophisticated rhetorics can blind the soul and silence the heart, causing
much harm to natural harmony and other beings. The Human People must
reconnect through the intelligence of the heart with the wisdom of the Soul,
and feel the empathy and compassion for all. They must listen to the voices
of the other souls with their heart. If they do, they will like us hear the
cries of pain and know it is so unbearable, that all violence and destruction
must be stopped at once.”
”If you think, this is idealistic and
unrealistic, ask yourself how long your uncivilization can still sustain
itself with your growing populations. And then remember how long my people
has been here watching over our younger brother. We hope to still share this
home-planet with you for many aeons to come.”
From: The Sasquatch
People and their Interdimensional Connection
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