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“We travel together, passengers on a little spaceship, dependent upon its vulnerable reserves of air and soil, all committed for our safety to its security and peace; preserved from annihilation only by the care, the work, and, I will say, the love we give our fragile craft. We cannot maintain it half fortunate, half miserable, half confident, half despairing, half slave to the ancient enemies of man, half free in a liberation of resources undreamed of until this day. No craft, no crew can travel safely with such vast contradictions. On their resolution depends the survival of us all.”



Jello Biafra, the Dead Kennedys

‘ULTIMATE SEA-LIFE DREAMING’ Jeff Phillips, 2012-13




Mothership Earth

Welcome back my friends to the show that never ends…greetings once again from the Cradle Mountain Life Vortex in the north-central highlands of Tasmania. I’ve been very blessed and lucky to be able to spend several weeks here with my lovely friends, and despite the on-coming bit of wintriness I have been managing to go bare-footed almost the whole time, which has been bringing me into very direct contact with the body of Mother Earth in what I consider to be one of the most powerful places on the planet with respect to the ancient water-based-life-dream-time-connection.


Black cockatoos have been around a lot lately and in significant numbers. Their plaintive cry and assorted chortlings never cease to enchant and amaze me, as if a very deep ancestral dimension of my being recognizes and understands what they are communicating; I can feel the empathic resonance even though my linguistic cortex can only hear them as musicians or singers. 

Yellow-tailed Black Cockatoo

Today I was standing beneath a large gum tree filming them munching on bark and getting some great audio of close-up sound-scapes that I’ve rarely witnessed.  Much to my amazement I saw something that looked like a leaf twirling slowly down to the ground. When I got closer I saw that it was a feather from one of the black cockatoos whose sounds I’d just been recording

Chakras Of The Rainbow Serpent, by Jeff Phillips

What an amazing gift, not only actually to find one of their feathers, but to see it fall and to have filmed the individual who it came from, and to pick it up within minutes of its having fallen. This to me was a very powerful blessing from the dream-time ancestors, almost as if they knew how much it would mean to me. I have several other black cockatoo feathers from the northern territory given to me by friends, but this is the first one from Tasmania and the first I have found myself. I will put it on my feathered dream-catcher attachment for my flute.


I truly and deeply felt and feel a profound spiritual and energetic blessing associated with the black cockatoos and the gift of feather…I received a much-needed wave of upliftment and re-energizing of all my processes…a true rebirth and renewal. And I was also given a kind of ‘vision’ in my mind’s eye that I can’t express in words, but I literally saw it in my mind…a pictographic transmission from the spirit of water-based life herself. This vision was instantaneous and was all there at once, not ‘simultaneous’ but ‘atemporal.’ This transmission was very similar to another ‘cosmic flash’ experience I had while standing in half a meter of snow playing my native American frame drum at Marion’s Lookout above Dove Lake at Cradle Mountain about four years ago. Filed as my ‘Dove Lake Vision’, it enabled me to see all at once the almost infinite diversity and variety, uniqueness and individuality and sum total of EVERY MEMBER OF EVERY SPECIES OF LIFE that was alive at that instant, as one integrated whole being.

Cambrian Explosion Series (Close-up)Jeff Phillips 2004

My vision today was of a similar depth, breadth and full spectrum encompassment, of a similar mystical quality, coming from the same life-consciousness vortex (where I am now is less than 30 kms as the cockatoo flies from Cradle Mountain), but this one gave or showed me a whole new dimension to my visual art: in my mind’s eye I was able to see each painting I’ve done as a sort of hyper-glyph in a cosmic meta-code that is related to how water-based life creates and manifests new forms of herself = the infinite spectacle of the kingdoms of life, constantly transforming, renewing, regenerating, growing, evolving, responding to all kinds of influences from within itself and from myriad universal factors, including us, ‘man, the wise.’

Drake’s Aricebo Message

This week’s show is an attempt on my part to resolve the ‘vast contradictions’ that Adlai Stevenson so eloquently acknowledged as perhaps our greatest problem.  It may well be that only here in a very sacred place of the highest level connection with life that I think it’s possible to feel…within what may be the ultra-violet crown chakra in the body of the Rainbow Serpent…could I possibly begin to address an issue with the gravitational coefficient of the spiritual consequences of humanity’s war on life.

The Story Of An Old Tree, by Liesbet Verstraeten 2010


he main idea of this show is that even worse than the astronomical destructiveness comprising the unfolding legacy of homo sapiens…a full-spectrum strategically premeditated war conducted on many fronts and theatres, affecting every nook and cranny, every niche, habitat and eco-system, every organism and life-form on Mother Earth yet remaining largely invisible to the naked eye and/or perceived as ‘progress’ in the metastasis of ‘intelligent civilization’…is…wait, you have been conditioned to see the words ‘climate change’ right now but, sorry, I’m dealing in reality at the moment…the desecration of the sacredness of life which underlies almost every enterprise and activity done by modern humanity. We spurn our planetary kaitiaki-hood with every resource we over-consume, with every species of our family of life who we drive to the brink of extinction, with every moment of mind-share riveted on ‘looking out for number one’ instead of asking what we can do or stop doing on behalf of Mother Earth and mitakuye oyasin, ‘all our relations.’

“We can break the mountains apart; we can drain the rivers and flood the valleys. We can turn the most luxuriant forests into throw-away paper products. We can tear apart the great grass cover of the western plains and pour toxic chemicals into the soil and pesticides onto the fields until the soil is dead and blows away in the wind. We can pollute the air with acids, the rivers with sewage, the seas with oil – all this in a kind of intoxication with our power for devastation at an order of magnitude beyond all reckoning.”


We cannot avert the ‘Day of Purification’ foretold by the Hopi prophecy, but we can hope to lessen its severity and possibly even to secure for at least a few members of our species a place within the seed-crop of the ‘new dreaming’ whose templates and blue-prints are coming through loud and clear, even as the orbital eccentricities and gravitational disruption nodes calibrate and align to lock us into countdown to catastrophe:  our impending encounter with a rogue cometary asteroid who I am calling Teleos.

NEOs Number in the millions

What ARE the spiritual consequences of humanity’s war on life? Given our anthropocentrism and species megalomania, we can only consider our own perspective:  “Isn’t it a shame, all the damage we’ve done. Not to worry, the Earth will eventually recover.” “Species go extinct naturally all the time.” “On, the Earth was over-crowded, too many species of life, and those elephant tusks look great on my Cadillac.” “Soon we’ll all just burn up from all that carbon dioxide in the atmosphere.”

Dare we consider other, non-human perspectives on our oxymoronic ‘folly’ and impending demise:  what if Mother Earth was very sad, even heart-broken that one of her youngest children whom she has loved dearly fell into a schizophrenic psychosis and went on a global murdering spree that is not yet finished? What if the Great Spirit was equally sad and disappointed with how we have willfully chosen to use our sacred powers of creativity and manifestation? What about all the untold numbers of life-forms who have suffered and died mercilessly at the hand of ‘man, the wise’, victims of a ‘superior intelligence’? What if an alien silicon-based entity is laughing at how successfully it subverted Mother Earth’s life process for its own ends using us as its primary tool?

A common-sense definition of karma is ‘what comes around, goes around.’ Sounds like a good description of a comet’s orbit to me. What we do to the Earth, we do to ourselves. We are killing the Earth and ourselves at the same time. We are probably incapable of understanding the true spiritual consequences of our war on life but suffice it to say that will probably come to understand a lot more of it before it’s all said and done.

The form of life we most closely resemble (?)


“The cycles of parasites are often diabolically ingenious. It is to the unwilling host that their ends appear mad. Has earth hosted a new disease – that of the world eaters? Then inevitably the spores must fly. Short-lived as they are, they must fly. Somewhere far outward in the dark, instinct may intuitively inform them, lies the garden of the worlds. We must consider the possibility that we do not know the real nature of our kind. Perhaps Homo sapiens, the wise, is himself only a mechanism in a parasitic cycle, an instrument for the transference, ultimately, of a more invulnerable and heartless version of himself…a biological mutation as potentially virulent in its effects as a new bacterial strain.


Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness…”  Mark Twain

“Politics is the entertainment branch of government.”  Frank Zappa

The only thing that’s faster than light is simultaneity.”  J. Paul Serengeti“I must create a system, or be enslaved by another man’s.”  William

Martin Harris

I have a lovely partner and 3 very active youngsters. We live in the earthquake ravaged Eastern Suburbs of Christchurch, New Zealand. I began commenting/posting on Uncensored back in early 2012 looking for discussion and answers on the cause and agendas relating to our quakes. I have always maintained an interest in ancient mysteries, UFOs, hidden agendas, geoengineering and secret societies and keep a close eye on current world events. Since 2013 I have been an active member of theCONTrail.com community, being granted admin status and publishing many blogs and discussion threads. At this time I'm now helping out with admin and moderation duties here at Uncensored where my online "life" began.

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