The new vantage point was above the skyline of Paris near a section of the river Seine. Small fires and smoke could be seen from several buildings and other structures had been reduced to piles of rubble. There was very little activity in the streets or the old bridge I was watching, it felt abandoned for the most part.

At my height ahead of me was a very large Jesus standing on what would be the tallest building in this part of the city. His arms were outstretched from his sides, and he faced straight ahead across the river. Under each arm was an angel and though they looked as if they had been carved from white marble, they moved and were very much alive.

Scattered buildings began to shatter and then implode, with little or no sound, the stone and concrete turned to dust and what appeared to be black smoke as they fell. My view slowly rotated to 90 degrees right and back to facing forward. When I last turned back to Jesus the building he stood on gave a short violent shutter and like the others began to collapse. He remained unmoved, supported by the angels and their magnificent wings.

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The abandoned city and imploding buildings felt symbolic of the old systems of control and people’s false sense of self, entitlement etc… being stripped away. I didn’t feel Jesus represented Christianity nor had any religious context, he seemed to be a symbol of anyone who truly embraced spirit in their hearts, thoughts and actions.  The two angels showed how that connection will support us even in our darkest hour, and the number of them showing the natural symmetry of the celestial.

AS

(This is very interesting Alan I saw Jesus in Paris landing in a little dingy, and I saw the five angels with trumpets that were with him). Strange we saw the same thing -- Stuart Wilde
 

In a vision I’m looking at the island of Oahu, Hawaii from a short distance out to sea, up just high enough to see over the whole island. A large title wave swept three quarters of the way across the land and formed a thick slurry of debris as it receded back into the ocean. Watching the slurry I could see countless bodies churning amongst the materials that a minute ago formed homes and life as they knew it.

I could feel the pain and shock of the islanders, and I immediately became ill and nauseous, it was so overwhelming. I had to release their suffering from my soul, to become an observer as it was too much to hold onto.

Mahalo, AS

{Thank Bro’ I saw Samoa swamped, all those Pacific islands are dangerous places to live—very low survival rating when the seas rise. SW}

As the horse moved his nose near my face a ring of thorns like the crown of thorns Jesus wore during his crucifixion appeared around his nose and mouth. I reached up and gently pulled the ring off his nose and instinctively turned to the right and held it out.... The ring disappeared....

When I turned back to face the horse I saw the crown had either gone back or another crown had appeared. I again gently pulled it from of his nose and felt the instinctive fast movement of turning right and as I did a man I know stood near me. I placed the crown of thorns on his head.

When I turned back yet another crown was there, and as before I turned and placed this one on Mr. Wilde’s head who was now standing to my right...

On the next go round when I tried to place it on the person’s head it wouldn’t go, another person came forward to that spot and I placed the crown on their head...

This cycle repeated for a total of five times and possibly six as there was an extremely fast sequence or cycle that happened in a flash. During this I felt the presence of a man that has appeared before in conjunction with the JC visions.

It wasn’t until the end that I figured out where the first crown of thorns went... do you know?

All of the people in this vision are linked to Stuart & his teachings, and they feel linked to the returned Christos energy and real things here in 3d yet to come.

AS

As this vision opens up, I’m looking at the empire state building lying in the street on its side. The famous building starts sliding down 5th avenue heading towards the harbour.

My view travels past the rumbling building and I find myself on Liberty Island. As I gaze up to the Statue of Liberty, she stretches her arm and torch into the sky. The flames of the torch come alive and climb into the air and become a brilliant gold blade of fire.

Liberty thrusts the sword farther into the air where one couldn’t even see the end of the blade any more. Suddenly she strikes a blow over the ocean.

The vision follows her sword across the sea to England where the blade strikes the Tower of London, sending it to the ground.

As I look back across the ocean, I can see the many buildings of New York City tipping and sliding back and forth like puzzle pieces being scrambled about.

( Note form Stuart: This seems linked to the fall of the British Monarchy visions that I saw in the late 1990s and in 2002. The Queen abdicates and goes overseas to the West Indies. It is not safe for her to remain, people are furious.

The visions around this situation have really hotted up recently in the Aluna. Thank you for posting AS ....very interesting I am most grateful. (sw) )

A woman who is an actual client of mine in 3d was standing to my left. We held hands and walked towards the end of this large space. As we walked we soon met up with her husband. The three of us now walked hand in hand passing through a large featureless rectangular doorway and into a seeming endless-looking hallway. I felt something just wasn’t quite right about my situation though, and looked at each of them and was reminded that they were Jehovah Witnesses.

I then saw a large wave of what I can only describe as plasma electricity, purples, reds and blues swirling and pulsing towards us. It seemed to have an awareness and will of its own, and was moving with intention. The woman and man saw it and walked right into it like they were going to the promised land. I stopped walking and let go of their hands, but they continued walking forwards and in a few short seconds, as it hit them, the wave of plasma consumed the flesh from their bones...

I tried to turn and maneuver to avoid the plasma as it rolled towards me, but I seemed stuck. So I made another attempt and did the backwards somersault right back out through the large rectangular doorway.

I walked back to where the woman and I had originally met and continued straight on through a new doorway that was positioned 180 degrees from the direction we first took.

Through this new doorway was a world with all the qualities of a Maxfield Parrish painting, warmth, beautiful subtle light, and soft colors...

Jesus walked near me as I entered this landscape, wearing simple clothes and a bright blue and white stripped toque, he radiated out love and warmth... to my right a white unicorn stood on a boulder...

As this beautiful world retreated I could feel my body lean back into my bedroom....  AS

I suddenly went backwards towards a more 3-D perspective, I could look at the scene from a distance. It was then that I realize to my surprise I was on a giraffe not a horse. (A.S.)

{Stuart writes: This is fascinating A.S. as one of the symbols of the Returned Jesus in the Aluna is a man (Jesus) riding a giraffe. That image was seen a lot in visions during the Morph Wars from 2001-2005}.

 Jesus wid head—nice

               Jesus wid no head--tut tut.

I can see on the ground where the head had fallen, just behind and to the right a bit. At times I can see the fallen head laying there and then it disappears.

There is a commotion in the air, and coming up to the statue are sleek metallic black helicopters carrying a head to the statue. Though it looks similar to the original head it clearly not. The new replicated head is filled with electronics and has the feeling of surveillance monitoring. The word that came with the new head and helicopters was government. AS
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{Stuart writes: It seems to me this vision speaks of how we have lost our connection to God with endless thinking and endless control.}

As this vision opens I’m looking outward onto an expansive, warm, brightly lit space, not outer space, more like a landscape without features, light and with warm tones.

Jesus moves towards me coming from up and to the right. He has the long hair classic look (this changes in some of the visions), serene, in a simple long robe....

Around his neck are two keys strung with plain white string.

The keys are made of brass I’m guessing as they didn’t glint or shine – though they could have been gold. Jesus is very close now as I’m looking directly at the keys. The bottom teeth of the keys start to change shape. Rectangular shaped bars form out of the key stock, not unlike a safety box key, except they extend out of both sides.

Then larger rectangles extend out the left key and now looks like an antenna, while the right key is now like the ground symbol one would see on an electronic diagram.

Both keys begin moving together and suddenly I am looking down a rectangular hallway with straight flat walls and sides. I can see several open doorways or other hallways leading off the main corridor... I realize I am inside of the key stock.

Everything starts moving, the walls and floors rotating making other geometric shapes. Things are getting a bit heady now and I’m losing my ability to stay centered or keep hold of any solid boundaries I thought I had.... A minute or thirty passes, not really sure and I’m back out in my living room. AS

{Note from Stuart: Dear A.S. I saw the key yesterday, just the one. Odd eh? I didn’t understand it. But now I have read this it makes more sense.}

When the arrow touched the water, the surface turned to glass or possibly ice. Just below this surface I could see another massive Jesus and Pegasus mirroring the other, looking back up to the heavens. The vision ended as I heard the words “as above so shall it be below”

Pegasus

This vision was unusually long and detailed and clear—like a HDTV.

I could feel the expanse of space watching them in the heavens. Something that really amazes me is the extra amount of information one gets as these take place, you never have to wonder if this was NY, and then you know that you can feel the place. AS

Since then the images have been much clearer and I’ve been shown scenes of his time on earth and many short visions in today’s time frame. Many times I’ve seen visions of the stigmata and the parts of the crucifixion, and often on myself. One day while on a job after seeing a vision of the spear of destiny I felt a piercing blow to my chest, I looked around to see what hit me thinking part of our equipment had broken loose and struck. I couldn’t find anything to explain it but had a wound in my chest that I could easily feel, the pain was quite intense and made it difficult to lay down and sleep at night, it lasted for a month. Thou I’ve seen the stigmata in the various places on my body and mostly in my right hand I’ve often prayed not to actually get it in 3d. The attention one would get from it is something I’m just not interested in nor can I see a purpose in it at this point anyway.

My teacher once asked me what had I asked JC, to which I quickly replied “nothing”, the problem with asking him anything in my view was that he just might answer. And then what I would have heard, some divine instruction or information... Yikers! At this point I’m grateful to just watch and see what continues to unfold.

Sincerely,

AS