My original mother appears to be a 4th dimensional high vibrational ET from another universe. Her name is Vicki. I grew up in mansion in a very urban technologically advanced city on a breakaway planet in the Canis Major system which was controlled by Dark Fleet. The year is 2179 from our planet earths perspective, however, on this alternate reality, Planet Earth was destroyed in cataclysms. This planet had technology which would allow you to project your consciousness back in time to live another life which from their perspective would take one second but from my perspective here it would be a life time. At the age of 18, I agreed to join the military to become a temporal soldier and projected my consciousness back in time on planet earth in order to try to reverse the negative time to save planet earth from destruction.
I was projected back to about 1980 and connected with embryo no. 320. From age 1 to 3 I was raised on a spaceship in a high vibrational environment around other crystal soul beings. They had to do this because since I am a crystal soul, I require are high vibrational environment as a young child to incarnate into this universe.
The program was going great until the Orion group draco, reptilians, and greys hijacked the program. The civilization I came from was in the 4th dimension, which the Draco also operate out of, so it wasn’t too hard for them to hijack us.
At age three, the Draco used MMP, mirror mimicry printing technology to 3D print a body suit loaded with black goo to age progress me back to a fetus. The Orion group also injected me with a neural damper which limited only 2.8% of my soul from the future from projecting into this body. Looking into my head, there is some huge white cloud of cotton ball looking nanotech. This stuff has spread all over my neurons like a spiderweb which can creates a micro stasis field that can block memories; this is called a neural damper field. The Draco would then connect to my vessel with astral cord on the back of my neck. Years later, the alliance took over Project Surrogate and removed much of this damper field so that now 11% of my soul is occupying my current body. The Draco Astral cord was also disconnected, with a hole in its place.
The Draco would then surrogate multiple digital copies of embryo 320 into my cyborg mother who raised me. These digital copies all had my soul but I wanted nothing to do with this host mother. My surrogated mother in this life was part of the negative Mantis genetic projects. The Draco and reptilians shared their databases and used a quantum computer to find the best candidate mother which could control me for all their programs they had planned for me. My surrogated mother was chosen due to her being connected to the white magic lodges in the Roman times. She would collect herbs and make spells. She wasn’t a bad person but she was in a cyborg body which had cords and wires controlled by a negative Mantis. The mantis would overtake her cybernetics and she would act in a cruel manner towards me, creating much negativity, which the mantis would feed off of like a food source.
The positive surrogate mother that I originally picked was a full ET, meaning, she was not born on planet earth. This mother was raised in a catholic Irish family and was living in the USA at the time of my birth. I think her name is maybe Evelyn and she might be living in the state of Georgia. After she lost me as her baby, she was put into a psyche ward to erase her ET memories, memories of me, and her abilities. This was part of the Orion hijacking operation.
Evelyn wasn’t the only surrogated mother I had. After they put me with my mantis-controlled cyborg mother, I wanted nothing to do with her and I teleported out of her womb into another mother like Evelyn a total of five different time, but the Draco would keep returning me back to the cyborg mantis-controlled mother who raised me in the here and now. The goal of all this was to throw off the enemy, to hide the genuine version of me so they can’t get to me. The other version are also me but digital copies. These are non-organic clones which contain my original soul consciousness.
When my digital copy was about the age of three, one night the Draco opened a portal of light and took away my clone and once again put me in his place. They were repeating this surrogation process in order to create a bunch of clones of me to be trained later as super soldiers.
They copied everything, including his clothes too. When mom woke up, she picked me up and immediately knew I was not the same child as our energy field is different. My energy field was huge and high vibrational and blue but my clone’s energy field was much lower, as 42% of his energy was gone as a result of it being drained by that mantis.
It’s like someone ripped a piece of her heart out. I made her feel angry. She doesn’t recognize me as her child. The energies crash and she start to act towards to me in a hostile way. The other clone boy was more connected to my mother. He trusted her as a mother and he let that negative mantis hook up to him to drain him too.
Investigating further what happened to my other digital copy, he was taken to the moon to an orphanage. He is living with a group of slave kids; being raised a certain way to make him feel as if he a reptilian, as they are the ones who take care of him now. The kids defend the reptilians as if they are their own family, suffering from Stockholm syndrome. They also put spider DNA in him too which gives him some abilities such as being able to walk on walls.
His new surrogate mother is a green colored Reptilian woman dressed in an ugly looking dark brown dress which looks dated to the 15th century, on top of that she is wearing a white apron. I think this is the queen who would come from time to time to make sure things are in order.
My digital copy was being handled by a male reptilian with name of Mune-e. He looks brown with green scales; he is 8 foot tall and his job is to train my digital copy to become a super soldier. He appears to be part of some lower reptilian slave caste.
Nearby there are 4 cages with 50 kids each being trained to become super soldiers. I am located in pod number 4. There are boys and girls here but most of them are brown and black kids. Some of these kids are from other planets. Some kind of Zulu Tribe planet. The ones who fail the training are eaten or harvested for adrenochrome. My digital copy is here, all of us in this pod are named after the pod leader, Mune-e. When I graduate, I am eventually given a number.
My clone consciousness can shape shift back and forth from a six-year-old body into the body of a huge super soldier. His super soldier form can vary with different guns, some can look like a phaser, or machine gun rounds, or lasers which comes out in three directions. These weapons pop out of his body from an implant located in the cerebral cortex. They use programable matter to make these devices which is camouflaged and controlled by implants linked to my arm. The weapons can vary based on thought.
We listen into the conversations of the reptilian mother queen. She summons the four reptilians each of which are in charge of one of the pods.
“Laresh, Zark, come here …..Maldok…… Mune-e.”
The kids believe her to be their mother. They listen to her as a teacher-mother figure and feel like she is. Everyone here feels like they are reptilians. It’s similar to how if you grew up in a bilingual family you all feel connected.
I telepathically message my brother.
“Mune-e this is your clone brother, do you remember where you were born?”
“I don’t remember, I was born here.”
Looking into his head it looks like the nanotech is creating a neural damper field blocking his memories.
“Mune-e, do you remember your earth mom?”
“No, we were all born from reptilian eggs.”
He feels dizzy now and his hands are getting cold, his programming is kicking in. He is forced to eat some yellow gel in a chemical solution implanted in the food; to keep all the nano and femtotech in place and it also helps develop their abilities. These kids are a super human race. Their faces are human looking but they have scales now. They are wearing ugly dark brown shirts and grey pants or brown dresses. It looks like old clothes from the 1960’s. There are some girls in this group too but everyone is wearing old looking clothes, like watching the movie from the Wizard of Oz.
This Orion group is using their DNA to make Reptilian-Human hybrids eggs; which take about three months to incubate and hatch in an oval room underground. The human children are expected to play with the hatchlings. They play hide and seek and catch games. The hatchlings would attack the human kids and kill them, and then the children would be regenerated. They would also scratch each other. The hatchlings are super aggressive and the human kids are just trying to survive. There is no place to hide and everyone expects something to jump at you at any moment. To avoid the trauma Mune-e tries to dissociates and leave his physical body but if he is caught, he is tortured, killed, and regenerated. “If you don’t cooperate, we won’t revive you,” they tell him.
The kids can be seen walking in a tunnel with their wrists tied up and all tied together. They are wearing some kind of nano bracelet attached to chains. They are taken to a place and put onto hooks on the walls and not given food or water for a long time.
The Draco split us up to conduct an experiment to see who would be a better super soldier. I would be allowed to develop on planet earth to be groomed as a super soldier expected to join the U.S. Army when I came of age and my digital copy would be raised like a reptilian. Back then the US army was in bed with the Draco; but now it appears the alliance has taken the US army, over so this negative timeline never materialized for me.
In my civilian life, as a child, the mantis would continue overshadowing my mother and would abuse me, to drain me of my energy. The Draco would also abduct me and inject me with a yellow goo into my body which would grow into a spider web net connected to my neurons to try to short circuit my own intuition. Instead of getting normal messages from my higher self, it would be messages the Draco wanted me to hear. My higher self would attempt to remove the toxins from my body, with limited success, as I still suffer from bloating and autoimmunity problems from toxin overload. The Draco would also use the plug on the back of my neck to drain my life force energy like a battery to keep me weak and sick most of my life.
During my sleep, I would astral travel to my father’s spaceship and he would guide me on ways to sabotage their plans. It was decided the best way was to sabotage my voice so I could not function as a young adult and hence not join the Army. The plan worked so well the Draco had placed me into Project Abandonment. At that point they decided I was not worth the effort and choose not to upgrade and adjust my implants anymore, so when I hit puberty, they stunted my height to keep me at 5’1” at least until I was 25 and then I started to disconnect and go through puberty again.
In 2016, my mother died from breast cancer. She was about to wake up and resist the Mantis overshadowing her. But the Mantis took her out. They took her soul to some huge dark metal gray ship. Her energy body was trapped in one of the five labs on the ship. She is yelling at them to stop what they are doing.
There is a big green colored grasshopper Mantis with red eyes looking at her. He has a round spherical computer with strange symbols on it. He touches it and pulls up my mom’s file. He takes it out of the computer in the form of a piece of paper with a contract on it and gives it to her and tells her to sign.
Surrogate mother of Mune-e
Surrogate Mom was an Andromedean soul, she got fooled into some program when the Mantis came asking for help. Now that she is not in a cyborg body anymore being drained by the Mantis, she is a very warm loving being. She is wearing a dark blue dress with golden stripes with 4-point stars on it. Mother says she is a Andromedean priestess of sort but not of the religious type, she likes to work with energies.
Mother burns their new contract and she goes into a portal. She takes the whole spaceship into the portal with her and bring these mantises back to the A.I. reality where they come from.
She says hi to me and says she wasn’t herself when she was alive. Its as if her mind was turned off and a clone of hers was taken over by A.I. technology. They would put all sorts of metalized implants into her. She is aware she had multiple clone sons; she calls us twins. She tells me she knows how to help Mune-e; she can do anything now and they can’t stop her.
She zooms right to the moon. She is standing by Mune-e and the cotton candy nanotech web is now melting in his head. She can hold his head in a way to wake him up from the sleep. She also does it to the other children at the same time. The Reptilians are distracted and not paying attention to what is going on.
The teacher thinks she is talking to the children but it’s really a projection. She encapsulates the children with a star with a tail with a blue light and zooms through space and go to different locations to take them back to where they came from. They are now on different planets.
She has a map in her hands and all the stars look like souls. She tells me I am already connected to all of them. I just need the right energy vibration before people can see you, all together you’re a big constellation. She travels back to Andromeda to check on her family there. She was extracted from her family too and wants to go home.
The reptilian queen is furious that the children are gone and executes Mune-e the reptilian.
Thank you Collin, Kimberly, and Oksana for your help with remote viewing Project Surrogate.
Centurion is a massive jungle planet. It’s home to numerous bases and colonies in the German Breakaway. There’s also a small Czech population in the capital of New Berlin.
The native inhabitants of Centurion are skin colored Greys. However the planet, along with every inch of the Alpha Centauri system, is owned entirely by the Draconian empire. This is who I dealt with during the early colonial period. The only wildlife I remember are green parrots with a wingspan of approximately 6 feet, and a black beetle with yellow spots and a wingspan of approximately 2 feet.
My first memories of Centurion are during my first stint as a diplomat in what I previously considered Dark Fleet, but I’m now fairly certain was Kruger. We time traveled back in time to 1915 to do these negotiations. The Germans had discovered an abandoned white city, originally constructed by the Arcturians, but was now abandoned. A negotiation was done which allowed the Germans to acquire this city. The city was then renamed New Berlin. There is also a city on Mars called New Berlin. Both of these cities claim to be the capital of the German Breakaway. There’s a cultural rivalry between these 2 cities.
The negotiations to acquire this city took several months. There were around 30 diplomats involved, mostly German, but there were also American and Japanese diplomats. The diplomats and their security all lived in a jungle lodge. This lodge had a bar, as well as a portal in the basement, which was used for deliveries. This lodge was situated many miles from the city which was renamed New Berlin. We were supposed to take an unpaved road through the jungle, which took approximately 6 hours by Jeep, but one of the commanders refused to take this route, so we took a paved road. This cut our journey time down by approximately half.
I also have recalls of visiting this city at a much later date, I believe in the 1970s. By this point, the city was very well established. The security was incredibly tight. I had to have a chip installed my head which uploaded all my thoughts to an underground super computer. If I had a thought the system didn’t like, I’d have dropped dead on the spot. I also had to be escorted at all times by a super soldier. The Germans had also put a dome over the city, to protect it from orbital bombardment. This dome was made of an unknown transparent material. This city was inhabited by the very highest level of the Breakaway elites. There was also a high slave population. This was one of only 3 colonies where I saw slavery being practiced openly.
The religious practices of Centurion were a very dark variation of the Asatru religion. I don’t remember the specifics, but I remember a massive Asatru temple in the city center. The variant of the religion practiced there involved black goo drinking and sacrifices of both humans and animals.
I also remember visiting a city in the southeastern hemisphere. This was an ancient crystalline city, original builders unknown. It was near the coast. I recall several Nazi elites living there. There were an unknown species of blue Greys who had been enslaved. Centurion also has 2 moons, both of which are also colonized. Many alien species have also set up shop on Centurion.
Centurion is also home to a massive archive of files, underneath New Berlin. This is hidden behind multiple biometric locks. I seem to have a talent for breaking past these. At one point, I had discovered that Earth was still in existence. On my next diplomatic visit to Centurion, I broke into these archives. I don’t remember much from the files I read, but I do recall watching archival footage. This footage was mostly of the very early Nazi Breakaway. I recall footage of the very early Martian colonies, and battles with the native Martian insectoids and spiders. I also saw footage of early genetic experiments, which were highly unreliable. I remember one girl who had a random third arm growing out of her back. I also saw footage of early experiments with manipulating bodily movements using implants.
Centurion is also home to numerous ancient sites. I have faint memories of living in some type of camp in the jungle. I went to a location deep underground, digging for ancient technology. I remember finding gold plated boxes and scrolls. I don’t remember the purpose of these.
A number of the various corporations that are in the Breakaway also have a presence on Centurion. It’s one of the planets which is used to showcase the planetary defense grid technology, invented by Raytheon. This is a network of satellites which have missiles. These are designed to stop any and all projectiles which may be hurled at the planet from orbit. Kruger also has a base on Centurion. Many elite Breakaway families live on Centurion, this includes the Krugers, the Rothschilds, the Serenes, the Marshalls, etc.
The topic of the Breakaway is a vast one. Their population currently stands at 9.6 trillion people, spread across thousands of planets within 3 galaxies, namely the Milky Way galaxy, Andromeda galaxy, and Pegasus galaxy. The Breakaway, as of 2022, is thousands of years old through time travel, though they organically began in the 1850s, Earth time.
Religion in the German Breakaway is primarily variations of Asatru. ICC colonies have religions of many types. The exact practices of the Germans varies between colonies. On Vega Prime, they see themselves as connected to the soul of the planet. On New Atlantis, the practice consists of engaging in DMT fueled orgies as a way to summon the Gods. On Centurion, the religion is essentially practiced in the same way as it was in the Germanic tribes thousands of years ago. On Mars, I don’t quite remember the practices, but the Martian sect are the only group I’ve met who self identify as Illuminati. The Breakaway elite practice far darker variants involving black goo drinking and human sacrifice. Some of the elite women are Vril priestesses. They blindfold themselves, take drugs, then engage in a very odd form of divination, attempting to channel information from the Gods
The Breakaway has a caste system that is nearly impossible to rise in, unless you have an extraordinary talent that the Breakaway elites find valuable enough to invite you to their inner circle. The ultra wealthy live in palaces and have private space ships. They also have access to luxury cruises around the galaxy. A step below them are the white collar middle class colonists, and the blue collar middle class colonists. These people are able to travel, although they don’t have private spaceships. They travel on cigar shaped civilian transport ships, which are roughly the interstellar equivalent of a Greyhound bus. They also don’t have access to the cutting edge medical technology the elites have, though what they do have access to is still almost unimaginable from an Earth perspective. A step below these is the officer class. These people live in relative comfort, though they’re trapped in a lifelong military contract, and have no say over what’s done with their genetic material. The sale of their DNA is a major component of the economy of the German Breakaway. The next step is those people belonging to the so called merchant class. I was of this group. Despite the name, this class also includes subsistence farmers, highly paid professionals such as scientists and engineers, paid servants of the elite, as well as diplomats like myself. Despite being only one step up from the bottom, these people generally have the highest amount of freedom, with the exception of the elite. The very bottom of the hierarchy is the slave class. These people live in squalor, often in caves with no running water or electricity. This class also includes enlisted military personnel and cyborgs, who, despite having been human originally, have had all ability to think removed, aside from that which is required to do their jobs.
Daily life of citizens varies significantly based on their class. The elite live in luxury, have access to portal tech, and as such often have homes on multiple planets. The middle class colonists and merchant class colonists generally have jobs which give them a decent amount of freedom, though middle class colonists have higher paying jobs in exchange for less freedom. Many aliens of various species also live in the Breakaway. They’ve generally been subjugated, and as such are rarely able to rise above being either merchant class or slave class.
The Breakaway has a thriving entertainment industry. Movies and tv shows are popular, as is music. Many of these things are bootlegged from Earth, then passed off as having come from a colony. However, a number of colonies do have their own entertainment industry. Many films and reality shows are shot on the ocean world of New Atlantis. In the German colonies in particular, there’s a very heavy emphasis on cultural entertainment. Operas and classical orchestras are very popular, as are many types of museums. Many sports, particularly soccer, are played, as are video games. Casinos are common in corporate colonies. The Breakaway also has a large pornography industry, much of which comes from Mars and Typhon. Amusement parks are also sometimes found in the colonies inhabited by the ultra wealthy.
The main languages of the Breakaway are English and various dialects of German. There are numerous colonies that are home to other languages, some common ones being Japanese, Russian, Spanish, and Chinese. Vega Prime has a small Greek population, while Centurion has a small Czech community. However, in order to to travel in the Breakaway, being able to speak and understand German and/or English is required.
There seems to be a very strange relationship between the German Breakaway and it’s allies, which consists of the various other national factions and their colonies, and the corporate Breakaway. These two are in direct opposition to each other, yet they often work together. They frequently exchange personnel and technology. They’re often on the same planets. And while the alien races at the top of these factions are different, the races they work with on a smaller scale are often overlapping.
As previously mentioned, many aliens have become a part of the Breakaway, either through trade deals or subjugation. The Draco and Imperial Mantids are unable to live among the human population due to their extreme psionic energy, which kills most humans. However, many other mammalian species, as well as most other species of human, and a few non Draco reptilian races, can and do live amongst the Solaren human population. Certain races are also unable to live amongst humans, due to the fact that they require an atmosphere and/or gravity level which is unlivable for us. For unknown reasons, the colonies on Vega Prime, Mars, and Titan generally forbid humans and and aliens from intermingling, except for official purposes.
Transport in the Breakaway is varied, though generally excellent. Public transit in most colonies is via maglev subways. Interplanetary transit can be done via jump gates where available, or on cigar shaped ships built by Boeing. The elite class have privately owned starships.
Most Breakaway colonies are on Earth like planets. A common misconception is that a planet has to be identical to Earth in every way to be habitable. This is false. Humans can survive and thrive in a variety of gravity levels and amounts of sunlight. The most crucial thing is that a planet have a breathable atmosphere and high enough levels of moisture. Virtually every star in the galaxy has a planet which fits this criteria. Also, all planets are either hollow or honeycombed, which makes it possible to build underground on any planet which has a solid surface.
Other colonies have been built on other types of planetary bodies, such as moons and asteroids. Many of these colonies have been built underground, where it’s possible to create an artificial biosphere with a habitable environment. A few have been built on the surface. It’s possible to create an artificial magnetosphere, or electromagnetic force field, in which a habitable environment can be created. Attempts at terraforming have occurred, particularly on the moons of Jupiter and Mars, but they’ve been largely unsuccessful.
Uncloaked Grey soul drone used by the greys to capture souls who recently died. When a soul dies here on the earth plane they are taken to platforms and holographic areas inside a dome to meet “God” for a soul review and then sent back for a incarnation on earth. A few souls are able to escape this earth plane when they die and certain species of ET uses these drones to capture souls and place them into a round sphere like or oval capsule and transport it to the lab on the mother ship. The soul is then fragmented. They leave at least one part of that soul in that capsule in their lab and one or more fragments are sent to incarnate on Earth placed in the usual shitty matrix families filled with emotional pain and abuse and a life of negative self esteem programming.
Window crack occurred from interior of my vehicle.
Last night, September 17, 2021, I am in a dark uniform with a round logo that has a black and golden color, on a street in a different parallel timeline. I am sitting on some flying motorcycle or snowmobile without wheels chasing some very tall monster hybrid creatures attacking me. The street where my car was on is the same street on the other timeline, imagine a mirrored reality but instead of people energy beings are living in those houses which happens simultaneously much like giants are still living in the Saint Petersburg palaces in Russia. They were shooting some energy guns with energy spirals that heat up as they are flying and then explode once penetrated some body or object. Those spirals first go through any surface and than explode. They would only explode if they go through something. I passed my car to get back into my body and one of the spiral got into the front window and exploded inside. Timelines look like a DNA so they go out and than merge again. My astral body can jump in when they merge and push the low vibrational beings out of those timelines.