Philosophies of the Queendom

Our most primary and fundamental birthright as whomyns is to have a rich and vibrant relationship with the EArth. We have the right and the ability to connect with her. No other can remove that freedom from us. Even in the deepest cell surrounded by cold lifeless concrete, with filtered and tainted air, with cold and inhumane guards that will only talk to you through a sally port, where the food is as artificial as food can get,...Yet there she IS. All around you. In Everything. The EArth Mama. Just waiting, watching, knowing, laughing, and crying.

And if you be a 'free' person, how much better to simply go to the trees. Go to the old ones if possible. The ones still connected to the ancient succession of trees. Like great antennae broadcasting simple wisdom, rooted from the EArth, defying gravity, reaching for the Sun, pumping out O2, creating a biosphere, a pillow of breathable air, radiating a simple, pure, upright consciousness. Go there and ask the EArth Mother herself. Ask her who has the power to stop you from relating to your mama. What here can she not lay claim to, if she chooses. Therefore in effect it is hers already.

She can swallow a whole continent if she wants. This is her planet. Or his, if you prefer more of that. She don't care. Him, Her, It, God, EA,...ad infinitum. We all know what I am speaking of and to.

It is the time to have barefeet on the EArth, asking the real questions. Blow off all the bullshit that keeps us distracted from the real purpose of being alive. If you are in Cascadia create a ripe Summer with me. It is coming anyways. Let's navigate it together. We are navigators of time and space. The long cold wet winter has broken. OUt of Hiber Nation we Spring quickly and with great energy into the work of reunification with the EArth Mama to finalize the preparations of our great ARK.

The refugees are on their way. This is the Land of Iz people. This is where it Iz. We have the water. WE have the shade. We have the shelter. We even have the room. We have a lot of the expertise in place. We have righteous stewards. We have ancient forests. We must make room for all who are willing to put their feet on the soil and find absolution from their separation with our mama. We can help all who can help themselves.

*Read all my words, knowing i have a left mind (not a right mind). The important thing is that the right ideas get into the right minds. Then right action will occur much more righteously. Right on! Right?

Far Out!

From the fragments regarding the "Histories of Cascadia" To the Council of Seventy Seven, Year 1142 Fourth Age

This is the latest translated fragment

In Cascadia, Mountain Country was recognized as the land of the sovereigns. Mountain Country officially, as much as there was an 'officially' in Cascadia, began around 420 feet.

From 420' to roughly a 1000' the people in this belt were often referred to as the 'Low Down Moutain People' and remained civilized in certain respects. It was also where the 'Tenders of the Sacred Flowers' usually lived and was a highly valued place in Cascadian Culture.

All Cascadians would join together in seasonal festivals at various sacred sites in this belt of Cascadia Culture. Their Autumn Festival and its harvest rites are still celebrated in many places around the world. This is where one could find many of the fabled tree house villages.

Up above 1000' was respected as the 'Realm of the Free Humans'. Of Course 1000' was a bit arbitrary. Some of the Free Humans, playfully and/or seriously, declared that their Realm began where the waves licked the sands of Origin. Many simply referred to it as 'The Realm of the Giants,' or 'Giant Country.' It really just meant Moutain People. Going into the 'Realm of the Giants' meant you had a tremendous respect for individual sovereignty and inner courage. You could stand your ground, so to do.

The Valley People and the People of the Plains were under the blanket of Cascadia. They did business and conducted commerce, but they were very upright and stingy with all things Cascadian. And when pressured to come off some of the great trees for commercial purposes they did so with great caution, not wanting to arouse the ire of the giants. Many giants considered specific trees and bushes to be their friends and fierce was their wrath, if their friends were threatened. They cared not for the 'economy' or 'jobs.'

"Come to the Realm of the Free and Learn to Live" was just one of their mottos. Another was the ancient cry, "Don't Tread on Me."

'The Realm of the Giants' was a real force in Cascadian Life. Anyone doing business there, in Cascadia, soon learned how much those Cascadian Sovereigns valued their soil, their trees, their forests, their clean air, and their crystal clear water that was desired the world over.

Besides their multitude of artisans and craftspeople producing an unlimited variety of handmade goods, trade in the Sacred Medicine Flowers and an armada of Hemp Products flowed out of Cascadia and into the world. Cascadia was a wealthy land.

The EArth itself was ripe there. She shined especially on her Forest Dwellers. Those who had leaned to live nearest to Her wetness and develop the sensitivity of spirit to live in such a sacred space.

A Bioregion of purity, cleanliness, goodliness, simplicity, laughter, freedom. A land where creativity, compassion, originality, and authenticity, and service were the standard form of currency. An area of EArth where the people became, once again, an expression of the Consciousness of the EArth. Where the Goddess EArth Mother Reigned in her Glory. Where the people all knew that one, if not infinitely more, Higher Powers of Conscious Force did exist. And if cooperated with, could return a person to natural, organic living very quickly, very wholistically, in a smooth, gracious and forgive/forgetting way. The old alien brainwashed virus ideas could be washed out of a persons mind, body, emotions, psyche, and spirit, etc... in the Great Forests. Drinking the pure waters, kissing the mossy soil of the EArth Mother. Nustling like squirrels in her sacred graves. Free to follow a million trails over mountain and through veil.

A visitor to Cascadia, A Prince of the New Jerusalem, Old Friend of Yeshua, remarked after his year and day visit to Cascadia, "It is such a marvelous land. Every village I experienced, every home I was invited into, was filled with people of color, depth, and richness. It was an invigorating time and every day I felt calmer, clearer. No place did I want to leave and yet every new crag and tree or the wandering of the great elk heards would call me onward. And with me Cascadians and others from the world over and even some of the ancient devas would also be going here and there on their own adventure of discovery. It was glorious."

Cascadia had learned in the time of Babylon to preserve its great forests and rivers. As Babylon receded into its own muck the Cascadians grew into land stewards......

Fragments of Cascadia

Further renderings of the Histories of Cascadia as reported from several thousand years in the future.

Cascadia disappeared toward the end of the third age (which has begun or will soon as the Universe reaches the pivotal flip moment). Several dynamics were involved and the mystery of the withdrawal and disappearance of Cascadia has never been fully understood, excepting possibly those who were operators in the disappearance.

But as has happened with many advanced and groovular cultures they have simply vibrated off the shared earth plane existence and whether they still exist in a parallel dimension as elves, fairies, dragons & bigfeet? and other phenomenal creatures, none can say by means of science.

Still, Cascadia as a culture, interacting on the planet surface existed for over 900 years. Cascadia being a fusion of cultures and a bridge into fey cultures, and actually Cascadia was born of fey, angelic, devic, etc... energies that had been working to create a refuge on EArth to gather awakened humans into and coalesce around our indigenous roots as we awakened into a much more expansive understanding of reality.

Cascadia ultimately was not a revolution as much as a recasting of the human potential to actualize realities on planet earth that were not bound by alien slave virus energies. Cascadia became a refuge on EArth where refugees could come to and find water, shade, and instruction on how to reintegrate back into a planetary consciousness.

The characters that began taking shape in the Human family within Cascadia literally became energetic giants that reshaped reality. The parental forces of the United STates that was actively engaged in destructive resource extraction activities and poisoning of the rural Cascadian populations to push the population into the urban centers quickly withdrew from Cascadia as they imploaded from within due to their own rampant corruption and allegiance to the alien slave virus beings. Being turned into toads or given shrunken heads or quite literally terrorized by spiritual forces put a quick stop to covert and clandestince operations aimed at destroying the awakening of humans in the Cascadia bioregion. It simply became a land where truth and honesty and humility and other virtues were the working currency.

Their agents began to lose their minds trying to operate their slave agencies in the Cascadian Bioregion. Their motives, their facades became evident, especially to the forest dwellers and the mountain people. As their agencies lost funding, their agents lost heart. Many joined Cascadia finally finding a land and a people that really honored Justice and simple living.

Beyond that the trees of Cascadia began operating alongside humans. Forest animals fought for what remained of their ancient forest. Industrial activities in the mountains were beset by natural diseasters and mechanical failures. Sasquatch would actively terrorize oil workers. IT was all recorded for the whole world and it was a major ingredient in the fall of the world wide patriarchal alien slave virus empire that had been harassing EArth for thousands of years.

In that way Cascadians are honored the world over for being patriots of the EArth Mother. As her people got strong and learned to live in the trees again, their vision grew and they understood the connectness of everything in such practical ways that they helped instruct humans everywhere in more efficient and symbiotic means of living well on EArth.

Also the Doug Firs grew to be one of the EArth's most honored trees and everywhere one grows the people marvel at its height and when they achieve great maturity a large family or even small village might exist in its branches. They are a symbol the world over of the refuge that Cascadia is.

Cascadia doesn't need embassies, they plant Doug Firs and anyone that wants to understand CAscadia can simply sit at its feet and breath its fresh air and the will smell the salt of the Pacific Ocean. They will feel her comforting fogs and feel the verdant ripe energy of Her Being.

The people of Cascadia practiced no 'official' religion as all humans were honored as the workers out of their own salvation, but a theme of religious fervor could be found in their fundamental belief that Cascadia herself was a Goddess and that she lived in those forested mountain slopes, that she could be known, and that if you wandered long enough and sought her earnest enough she would come. There are many on record who claim that truth. But being quite impractical as religion it became known colloquially as the Tao of Cascadia. And it was common practice for residents of this region to take sabbatical times of wandering and refreshing in her multitude of lakes and rivers.

Despite the rest of world enduring hundeds of years of dry and warm weather as humanity shifted the carbon balance back to sustainability, Cascadia was in the banana belt. Its forest ate up the carbon at unprecedented rates and the trees grew into giants. Common trees in Cascadia could grow 400-500' and have diameters of 20-30'. Villages grew up into the branches and Cascadian Culture became one of tree communities. The forests created a biosphere of their own that allowed the organisms time to adapt, humans of CAscadia awakened to their role and worked with each other and all living organisms to survive as a whole.

This became a model for many cultures on EArth and was a major factor in healing the EArth so quickly.

Not to mention the myocelium......