I love the way I can feel the air lifting and all my troubles seem to go away, and everything is so much richer. I love watching the snow melt and feel like I’m shedding off a heap of heavy winter baggage. I love listening to the birds chirp. And above all, I love the feeling that this is MY time, this is the time that everything is going to be alright, life begins again, and I’ll be bigger and better than before…

March Blessings

The end I know it was short.

Well then, unless you have been hiding under a rock for the past few months, there has been an event in Egypt, and it has been spreading to the middle east. Thousands of people are in turmoil, many countries are in complete anarchy, and it seems as if this is only the beginning. And here in the U.S and all other witnessing countries, public opinion is split in half on what to do about everything. Seems like a real quagmire.

But I convince myself that everything will be alright with my visions, as I watch them one by one come to pass. I see and understand that our world is changing more than it ever has; in the hearts and minds of its own people. Even the physical earth is undergoing a transformation. And though such abrupt change causes strife, the hardships we are going through are there so that we can grow further in the future and be happy.

I believe it is our duty to carry out the vision. We are almost ready to start thinking globally, to meld our opinions and realities with those of others. There is so much strife because so few people are willing to try push understanding to the limits, and they refuse to see the other person’s point of view. We fail to realize that though the chaos is happening far away and we don’t personally know many people that are hurting, those who are are connected to us in so many ways. (Quick stat: it was predicted that since everything started happening, gas prices are predicted to be $5 a gallon THIS SUMMER.) If we have unity in mind and in heart, we can easily change the way things are in the middle east and stop the effects from hurting us so severely.

I truly believe the unity I saw is possible, and though I know it will be a lot of work and it might take some time to get used to it, we can and will live out the vision.

Thank You. Light and Love.

I will recall to you now the experience I had a year or so ago of a dream I had, a dream so vivid and certain that I look back at it and wonder if this is the dream and that was reality.

I was walking on water with a man with brown hair and white flowing robes. His energy was of a love so pure and strong I felt overwhelmingly feverish to stand next to him. This man was Jesus Christ.

The sky was pink and violet, the water perfectly crystal clear. We were discussing what was to come of the people on Earth. On the other side of me, he showed me in what was like a sort of holographic map of time the future of “his people.” I remember very little of what I saw, just city scapes and revolution of ideas, how they transformed everyone. He seemed intent on watching me learn of the future, but I don’t remember much. Even so, what I saw was not as important as what he told me.

I asked him what would become of his religion. I have always felt a connection to christianity, the age of Pisces, and it saddened me to know that the age was coming to an end. He told me*: “The age of Christ is dying, and a new one will be reborn. My child, you have to let me go.” I told him it was bittersweet to let go of his ideas, the faith, the love. But he told me i should feel joy. For a new teacher would come, this time a woman.

(For those of you who do not read many of my posts, this thing he said here led me to my greatest vision, who’s link is HERE. http://maianishikawa29.wordpress.com/2010/01/02/2012-the-end-is-only-a-new-begining/

I asked how he could let us go, how this woman could ever replace him, what would she bring. He told me: he would always love the human race more than I could comprehend. But his time was up, his job was done, and there was nothing more for him to give, as we have already taken it, used it as a tree uses water of a stream, and can go no further with his laws. God has sent a new leader, one who will guide the humans with a lighter hold, they have to have more freedom now, we have matured to the point where we can make our own decisions. He told me that religion, faith, is growing outdated, that we are going from belief to knowledge, and though it will live on, organized religion is doing much harm. We are fighting over what we are taught to believe as a small unit, and we need divine help to see past blind faith into an age where we respect and cherish differences rather than similarities because in this age we realize we are all the same on the inside. I am sure most of you already know this belief in theory by now.

Then I said something about his laws, what it was exactly I can’t remember. But what he answered was something wise, practical, and I remember it to this day as one of my favorite quotes. “Laws are rules that keep things in place until they are ready to be broken.” And it was time to break the rules. His laws were not absolute! In fact, they were designed to be stepping stones we has a race had to complete to raise the evolution. And the next legendary teacher’s rules would not be absolute either! The absolute law we discussed was change in laws itself.

I do not remember how the rest of the conversation went, only that he called me ‘My child’ a lot. He left in a cloak of light energy, light all around him, floating up to his father.

That is the vision, all that I can remember. I put a * on the parts that were not the exact words, but that were the main ideas and parts of what he said. Again, I realize this topic will prove to be widely contravercial, especially to athiests (who the new legend will have a loving talk with) but I felt I should write it, to see what anyone has to say.

Love to all, Maia

I am tired.

I am tired of not being fed the knowledge and understanding my heart and mind hungers for more than anything else in this world. Of learning things over and over again like an endless wheel of homework that most seem to be blind to. I am tired of watching those who cannot remember something as simple as a plot structure step over me and get recognized for how smart they are, how hard they try, and how far they will go in the world. I am tired of reaching and reaching and having no one to lift me up to my highest potential- just waiting here for something, anything worth living for. If I weren’t me, given the iron will I have, I’d be dead by now and happy about it. “Great spirits have often encountered violent opposition from weak minds.”

Being smart is bad– for now.

The schools of today are designed to hold everyone down so that the people that are less than half the IQ of people like me can move at their own pace and not be imbarassed. Those who do not try are given money through taxes and helpers so the work can be done for them. If you wanted to, I bet you could get away with not trying at all until you turned 18. Maybe even further. And what of the ones who have the potential to cure cancer, save the economy, and stop global warming? They are treated like they don’t exist. After they graduate we will most likely end up alone with few friends to relate to, messed up, seeking therapy. What happened to ‘all people deserve to be treated equal?”

Not to say I don’t appreciate the need for special ed programs, intelect might not mean everything in the work force, but it does count for a lot in this society. And it causes me endless frustration to know that people like me all over the world are being tied down from our dreams of making the world better by people that don’t try, and if they do try can’t produce something of real long term value without assistance.

This has to stop. This is sick. Schools are sick!!! I don’t care if I’m young, as one of my dear friends once said: “We can’t solve problems by using the same kind of thinking we used when we created them.” Those that made this system are old, even dead. It is long past the time when we should be making a change. And if no one else is stepping up, then I have to be the one to do it. I can’t fight the system, I have to work with it, in the direction of change.

I have to stay positive. But I need help.

I know I’m a teenager- teenagers are in a wierd place in their lives, hormones coursing through their body as they struggle to differenciate their beliefs with their parents. And the whole Who am I thing is a part of that. But I never meant it to go this far. I just wanted a simple answer, like everyone else. A ‘you are a humanitarian’ would be a nice reasuring thing to tell me i was on the right path. But this? Heck no! Is this what i get for looking all the way to the bottom of the well? Am I perhaps in a little too deep? Well that would make sence, except for the fact that i am seriously different. I tried so hard to assure myself we were all the same but I guess they meant everyone but me. Or not. i don’t know! God my life is like some kind of a sick joke!

Maya have you ever thought about maybe not believing everything you hear online?

Yeah well duh I think of that constantly but let’s not forget the fact that i can see energies, can tell a good intention from a bad- and if you still say i don’t then there’s more. Indigo chat is not some teenage thing. most peole there have children or are thinking of marriage at least. There are only a few teenagers. And the ones i really trust- they were on there too. And they believe her. Gaia that crazy woman, i thank my lucky stars i’m not her. she is in quite a bit of trouble!

I will never forget what she told me- the other thing. About what was to come. My god, It sounds some good, some bad, but so unreal. Is this really my life? Or have I gotten mixed in to some horrible web of lies and deception like a foolish child? She talked of my vision too- the one i had on the rainbow child. She said it before I did. and she knew more about it than i did so part of me does believe her. And its not like im an alien, just something got transfered into my DNA. that’s normal, right? She said not human but maybe I read too much into it. I don’t know what the heck I should believe about that. I think the best thing I can do right now is to be with my normal freinds, the ones that don’t have superpowers and shit, and pretend im completely normal- completely legit. It’s the end of my time for understanding anyways- i’ll save the rest of my spiritual growth for 2012.

MLIA. People think Im crazy for saying the things I do. Only when I show them what I can do they tell me I am from another planet.

MLIA. This year I have found out I fit into the reverred lable of Star Child- I am an indigo and I am evolving into a rainbow crystal. I found out my soul is from the 9th dimension and I have come here to carry out my duty.

MLIA. I have made friends with a human angel, a wicken, two vampires and so much more. I guess when people say they have freinds in high places I know what they’re talking about.

MLIA. When I met Netil, a boy who can see the 12th dimensional frequency and a master of the brain and DNA, he  told me that having two natal charts was simply a polarity issue, he showed me a technique using the most powerful secret knowledge known to humankind. Though it revealed to me my path in life, my angel reached out to me, (and activated secrets in my DNA so that when I walked by all electrical devices went out,) it did nothing to help my polarity. I told him even my rising sign was wrong- physically impossible. Last night, I found out why.

MLIA. Last night I met a woman named Gaia on  the indigo chat. I could tell from the first second her energy was different. I asked her what she could do but she did not answer. So I pm’d her and finnally she told me what she was.

MLIA. The woman i was talking to was the most paranormal person on the chat. Her differences were more… promminent than any other. She told me she was going to make me vibrate and did so with my consent. It was to protect me in space-time. She told me she was in hiding- it was her choice.

MLIA. Gaia is a hybrid. Her abilities are beyond the genetic code. Her parents are one from here, the other an outsider. She told me she had ignored me at first because i was not like the others. She would talk to me in private. I told her about my polarity and asked her what she meant by different. And this is what she told me:

MLIA. My rising sign was not wrong due to a polarity disorder. It could not be fixed because I was perfect. The reason why I have a cancer rising is because I am not physically human. When my parents made me something was added to my genetic code.

MLIA. I always knew I was different– and now I know why.

(comments please?)

Making connections with open minded normies is rewarding for me as long as I don’t get personal. It’s given me stability as if I was actually legit. And now that i know what being indigo actually means- I have a purpose- I can move forward because I have a self and goals.

I guess it’s kind of nice to be at peace with myself. I can accept the fact that it’s okay to be a teenager half the time, and talk to human angels, 12th level lightworkers who create the laws of physics and even this one boy who sees dead bodies and gets touched by invisible creatures called Greys in the night. That’s legit, right?

I have never come across anything I could not understand.

When I was little, I used to talk to invisible things floating in the air.

I never play. I learn in my free time.

I seek knowledge and truth so I can understand.

I never said I admire Hitler because we have anything in common, it’s because we’re completely different. I always try to see the good in someone by looking in their point of view. He showed a lot of good traits despite the unspeakable things to billions of people just like us. And though the wounds are still fresh in people’s hearts, I know it will happen again and again and again. (Not in the future, but In the past.) I am a jew.

Speaking of being Jewish, I also love Jesus. I have dreams where we talk about what to do with the people of this planet all the time.

I see colored auras around everything except for rocks and lifeless objects. Words, vibrations, my thoughts are filled with color.  I have an innate knowledge of everything new age. It doesn’t feel new to me at all.

I know the way of nature and to me, god seems so predictable sometimes. I know what will happen thousands of years from now. I think to an extent, we all are starting to get an idea.

Quantum physisists are struggling to comprehend the consept that space = time. To me… that’s the biggest duh I’ve ever heard. It is also one if the gateways to truth.

The way I produce something logical is not circular, it is also the way light comes into a state of being. (Quantum physics tells that right before light comes into time and space, it knows where it is supposed to go. The pattern remains unknown.)

I can make clouds come and go. I used to be able to control rain. I can determine the outcome of events such as sports and can make a really bad team beat a really good team. I can make people talk to me or think about something. Once I got an entire class of twelve talking about purple dinosoars– they didn’t know why.  Again, words are not nesseicary.

When I was young, in the spring and summer I used to pick clovers all the time- four leaf, five leaf, all the way to eight leaf. The would come back home in dry pieces in my backpack there were so many. Sometimes, I still do. I can do it anywhere, not just in one patch. And when I vochally allow others to, they can find them just as well as I can as long as I stay nearby.

I used to be able to read the minds of animals. Now, though they are cute, animals seem like hairy primitive genetics just waiting to be incoorperated into our own. then disposed of.

I rig dice just by being near them. It’s not random. If I want a high number I get all fives and sixes. If I want low numbers, I get snake eyes all the time. Magic 8 balls are no mystery, I know how they work.

I can see the numbers behind cards in a deck but somehow, gambling seems so cold and heartless to me, even if I could make a lot of money.

When I need cash, it comes to me. I don’t have to ask. Even a stranger sometimes asks me to do an occational job but usually, I just work for people I know.

Repetitive numbers? I don’t think i’ve ever looked at something randomly that didn’t have more than two numbers: 2:33, 5:55, 1,777, etc.

The reason i can’t keep track of time is because in my head, everything happens at once.

The only thing I can’t truely understand is sex. It’s so primitive, why is it such a huge topic in daily lives?

I can’t produce a result in anything- can’t take what’s im my head and put it into the real world, in words or on paper. It’s like my thoughts have to transfer between two dimensions and are distorted. That’s why I’ve almost never fineshed what i start, not matter how long and hard I worked, no matter how dear the reward is to me. I have a passionate rage to change the fact that one must produce visible evidence that they understand something to get redit in schools.

About school.

I understand something after someone gives me the heart of the consept. The equation. And I never forget it ever again. That means it doesn;t matter how you slice and dice it, explaining it- that’s just a waste of time. It also means that in order for me to understand someone I need to know their soul. And vice versa. What I say is not what I mean. Words are dillusional. They can’t see the heart. you can look at the color tirquoise and say it looks closer to the color green while someone else may relate it to the color blue. I simply see the color and reflect it back.

People say theire’s a fine line between genious and insanity. I’m streight and securely on that fine line. My only “fear” is that I always will be which I refuse to let that happen. I’ll find my own way….

I guess it’s time I fineshed what i started.

I am a paradox and so am I.

I was physically born on December 18, 1993 at 6:36 am.

I am an expert in astrology and have studied nothing else in the past two years of my free time. I’m an astro guru.

My sign is supposed to be Sag, but here’s the thing. My physical, emotional, aethsetic, intelectual and any other al self does not correspond with this sign.

My biorythmic waves have always and always will corespond with the birth date of FEB 29, 1992. :/ My horoscope always comes true because I use the world’s most accurate site, but not sag, pisces!!! Never a day wrong.

So until someone can help me, who can claim I don’t have the wright to call myself a Pisces?

Feb 29 comes every four years- i know. and I celebrate it then because every time it has passed- way before I knew anythikng about new age stuff, it has FELT like my birthday. I woke up last time and knew above all else it was my birthday even though it had passed already. It was my day.

Why is this? Can comeone please explain? I’m having an identity crisis- not to mention my personal philisophy which hurts my identity bad enough. I know that my moon sign would have been pisces if I was born a while earlier, like a couple hours, so it could be my moon sign but that only counts for 20% of your personality at most! So why am I the most introverted, very quiet, sensitive and not athletic person on the planet? How can this be? If my natal chart was correct and I was delutional that means I am going against the five planets I have in sagatarius. That should count for something right? Please, I need so much help I have no clue why I am who I am. I don’t know what to believe. HELP!!!