Loosh Farm/Spirit Attachments
Wayne Bush
That was the moment I realized I was floating above my own body. Those were the last words I heard in the operating room.
Then, the young girl appeared in front of me again and said, “Come on, we have to go.” As soon as she finished speaking, I found myself in another hospital room, lying on a medical stretcher. My body was covered in blood, and I was screaming in pain. At the same time, I could hear screams echoing throughout the hospital.
In that room where I was, voices echoed. I could see silhouettes made of light, but also others, darker. One of the voices kept repeating: “Help the young girl, she’s drowning.” That phrase haunted me.
Beside me, the young girl was trying to signal something with her hands, as if she were drowning—but I couldn’t move or help her. Then, suddenly, a deep silence fell. I heard a female voice coming from the end of the hallway declare: “Make way, the Lord is coming. Step aside and clear the path.”
As that voice got closer, I felt a divine presence. When I looked up, I saw four majestic figures surrounded by an intense light: one woman and three men. Among them, I recognized the Lord Jesus, the Prophet Mohammed, and the third introduced himself as the god Shiva. However, I did not recognize the woman.
And suddenly, my body, which had been bleeding profusely, stopped bleeding.
I saw the young girl who had accompanied me throughout this experience stand up on her feet. A tall woman with long hair said to me: “This is the second time I’ve seen you.”
I replied: “Yes, my Lord, but this time, I was really in pain.”
That’s when the Lord Jesus and the Prophet Mohammed came closer to me. They placed their hands on my chest. I heard a voice say: “Now, you have grace.”
At that moment, a deep feeling of wholeness, peace, and well-being overwhelmed me. What particularly caught my attention was all the silhouettes present in that hospital. They were rushing to place their hands on the hand of the Lord Jesus.
The young girl who was with me explained: “It’s not your chest they’re drawn to, but the energy they want to absorb.”
Then, I heard a voice among them ask: “But how did he get here?”
The young girl replied: “I brought him, and he could have been lost if the Prophet Mohammed hadn’t intervened.”
The Prophet Mohammed then pointed with his hand and showed me scenes from my life. Some of them were painful memories I would have preferred to forget—things I deeply regretted.
I won’t hide from you that I remember very clearly the feeling of being judged unfairly. I cried out: “Why, after all the misery, suffering, and pain I’ve lived through, am I the one being judged again?”
And I added: “I also want to judge everyone who hurt me.” -- Rabia Malek, NDE, https://search.nderf.org/experience/33004
My best opinion is that it is some form, metaphorically speaking, of farming. We are a source for certain...somethings, qualities, or physical materials or energetic energy patterns, I have no idea. Although, all of those are possible, given the data of the abduction reports...
We might find that they could be considered more correctly perhaps 'interloping farmers' in the way that we as a species has taken over wild animals time and again and domesticated them, and genetically altered them for our benefit...-- Dr. Karla Turner
Fourth density Greys, the ones who are primarily dealing with Whitley Strieber, are the ones who possess the technical equipment to draw energy from the human bioplasmic field. They also have the ability to extract memories and experiences from the human being. It is they who await in the light when a human being dies. The human being is then recycled into another body and the process begins all over again. Fourth density Greys are, in effect, sensation junkies. To experience human emotions is the closest they themselves ever come to the idea of feeling...
These entities have been abducting humans for many centuries -- these entities view Earth as a big farm, and have been essentially raising and harvesting humans and apparently abduct humans to take back to their home planet to raise there in a kind of human husbandry scenario... -- Val Verian, Matrix II: The Abduction and Manipulation of Humans Using Advanced Technology
"Someone, Somewhere (or both, in millions, or uncountable (requires, likes, needs, values, collects, drinks, eats, or uses as a drug (sic) a substance ident Loosh. (Electricity, oil, oxygen, gold, wheat, water, land, old coins, uranium) This is a rare substance in Somewhere and those who possess Loosh find it vital for whatever it is used for. Faced with this question of supply and demand (a universal law of Somewhere) Someone decided to produce it artificially, so to speak, rather than search for it in its natural form. He decided to build a Garden and grow Loosh. ... So it was that Someone in his Garden changed all this. Far off, in a remote area he set to work on his experiment. First he created a proper environment for the carbon-oxygen cycle, where it would fluorish. He created a Balance with much care so that proper radiation and other nourishment would be in continuous supply. He then tried his First Crop, which actually did produce Loosh, but only in small quantities..."
Someone decided to produce it artificially so to speak rather than search for it in its natural form. He decided to build a garden and grow loosh in the natural state. Loosh was found to originate from a series of vibrational actions in the carbon oxygen cycle and the residue was loose in varying degrees of purity, the clearest and most potent coming from humans—engendered by human activity which triggers emotion, the highest of such emotions being—love? Is love loosh?"
It occurred only during such action and secondarily during the reactive process. Prospectors from somewhere ranged far and wide in search of loosh sources and new discoveries were hailed with much enthusiasm and reward so it was that someone and his garden changed all this far off in a remote area he set to work on his experiment. First, he created a proper environment for the carbon oxygen cycle where it would flourish. He created a balance with much care so that proper radiation and other nourishment would be in continuous supply. He then tried his first crop which actually did produce loosh but only in small quantities and of comparatively low grade, not significant enough to take back to the heart of somewhere...
-- Robert Monroe
These are the principal producers of loosh distillate from experience. The collectors have evolved an entire technology with supplementary tools for the harvesting of loosh from the type 4m units. Most common have been named:
love, friendship, family, greed, hate, pain, guilt, disease, pride, ambition, ownership, possession, sacrifice -- and on a larger scale: nations, provincialism, wars, famine, religion, machines, freedom, industry, trade to list a few.
Loosh production is higher than ever before.
click
I was closed, tightly turned inward, stunned. My first reaction was there had to be some mistake. This was not the story history of earth. BB had mixed it up with some other port of call on their cruise schedule and as I ran the road again the overlay of what little I knew of earth's zoological and human history was uncomfortably accurate, albeit from another perspective.The food chain of earth's ecobiologic systems had been well established. Knowing this about mother nature, some of the hardcore philosophic speculators had often pondered where the human animal fit in the process. The downside was obvious, who ate us! Before, it had been just that, speculation. -- Robert Monroe
I began to drop off anger, the feeling of being on the receiving end of a huge deception. The resentment at being manipulated, wanting to strike out at those who were conning me... us... All humans... who were taking something from us without our consent or permission. What happened to the freedom idea? Was every thought and action we took guided -- no, directed and controlled, just to produce more loosh, whatever that was, for a breakfast table, or a fuel tank in a Somewhere? And what could I do about it even?" -- Robert Monroe
Yaldabaoth [Demiurge] said to the authorities [archons] with him, "Come, let us create a human being after the image of god and with a likeness to ourselves, so that this human image may give us light." -- The Secret Book of John, a Gnostic text from the Nag Hammadi Library:
And Melchisedec, the Receiver of the Light, purifieth them, as he doth continually; he carrieth their light into the Treasury of the Light. And all the rulers of the æons and the rulers of the Fate and those of the sphere turn to the matter of their refuse; they devour it and do not let it go and become souls in the world. They devour then their matter, so that they may not become powerless and exhausted and their power cease in them and their kingdom become destroyed, but in order that they may delay and linger a long time until the completion of the number of the perfect souls who shall be in the Treasury of the Light. -- Pistis Sophia, gnostic text
We have a predator that came from the depths of the cosmos and took over the rule of our lives. Human beings are its prisoners. The Predator is our lord and master. It has rendered us docile, helpless. If we want to protest, it suppresses our protest. If we want to act independently, it demands that we don’t do so… I have been beating around the bush all this time, insinuating to you that something is holding us prisoner. Indeed we are held prisoner! This was an energetic fact for the sorcerers of ancient Mexico… They took us over because we are food for them, and they squeeze us mercilessly because we are their sustenance. just as we rear chickens in chicken coops, the predators rear us in human coops, humaneros. Therefore, their food is always available to them. -- Carlos Castaneda, The Active Side of Infinity
They (i.e., our psychopathic handlers) are attracted to emotions. Animal fear is what attracts them the most; it releases the kind of energy that suits them. -- Carlos Castaneda
There are beings in the spiritual realms for whom anxiety and fear emanating from human beings offer welcome food. When humans have no anxiety and fear, then these creatures starve… If fear and anxiety radiates from people and they break out in panic, then these creatures find welcome nutrition and they become more and more powerful. These beings are hostile towards humanity. -- Mystic Rudolf Steiner
There are beings in the spiritual realms for whom anxiety and fear emanating from human beings offer welcome food. When humans have no anxiety and fear, then these creatures starve... If fear and anxiety radiate from people and they break out in panic, then these creatures find welcome nutrition and they become more and more powerful. These beings are hostile towards humanity. Everything that feeds on negative feelings, on anxiety, fear and superstition, despair or doubt, are in reality hostile forces in supersensible worlds, launching cruel attacks on human beings, while they are being fed. Therefore, it is above all necessary to begin with that the person who enters the spiritual world overcomes fear, feelings of helplessness, despair and anxiety. But these are exactly the feelings that belong to contemporary culture and materialism; because it estranges people from the spiritual world, it is especially suited to evoke hopelessness and fear of the unknown in people, thereby calling up the above mentioned hostile forces against them. -- Rudolf Steiner
God is a man-eater. For this reason, men are sacrificed to him. Before men were sacrificed, animals were being sacrificed, since those to whom they were sacrificed were not gods. -- The Gospel of Philip, Nag Hammadi texts
The gods have been planning for humans at the same time they were dreaming up the world. They want creatures who can work, talk, walk, go on pilgrimages to shrines and make offerings. And they must be able to do all these things according to the calendar in due season so the gods set out to make these new creatures. Their first attempt produces only animals who can make noise and move around but can't really talk and they have no arms to do work or to feed the gods with sacrifices so the gods send these creatures off into the canyons and forests to become food for the humans the gods now make a second attempt to create.
The second time they create a creature made of mud... They're dry and bloodless -- even worse they have no soul so they immediately forget about their creators and go their own way. There's no hope of getting praise and sacrifice out of them so the gods decide to scrap this effort as well..."
On the Aztecs:
But although the sun and moon are now in the sky, neither of them moves so the gods decide they have to sacrifice themselves to feed the sun's desperate thirst to help it move. Quetzalcoatl one by one cuts out the hearts of the other gods and offers them to the sun which then begins to move. The message is clear: as the gods themselves had to sacrifice themselves to get the cosmos going, so humans must supply hearts and blood to ensure that the fifth sun will continue each morning to rise in the East, making all of life possible... A steady supply of hearts and blood was essential not only for the Aztecs themselves but for all the people of the Earth, the earth itself and the gods beyond. The purpose of war was the feeding of the gods. -- The Teaching Company, lecture on the Popol Vuh
Everything living on the Earth, people, animals, plants, is food for the Moon. The Moon is a huge living being feeding upon all that lives and grows on the Earth.…. All movements, actions, and manifestations of people, animals, and plants depend upon the moon and are controlled by the moon…. The mechanical part of our life depends upon the moon, is subject to the moon. If we develop in ourselves consciousness and will, and subject our mechanical life and all our mechanical manifestations to them, we shall escape from the power of the moon.
-- G. I. Gurdjieff
[the native Celts] "believe that the gods delight in the slaughter of prisoners and criminals, and when the supply of captives runs short, they sacrifice even the innocent."...
"They believe in times of danger unless the life of a man be offered, the mind of the immortal gods will not favor them." ... They plunge a dagger into their victims and read what is to come by the twitching of their limbs and the gushing of their blood... Some tribes build enormous human images with limbs of interwoven branches which they fill with live men. The images are set alight and the men die in a sea of flame... -- Julius Caesar
In modern psychiatry the wendigo lends its name to a form of psychosis known as "Wendigo psychosis" which is characterized by symptoms such as: an intense craving for human flesh and an intense fear of becoming a cannibal.[4][5] Wendigo psychosis is described as a culture-bound syndrome. In some First Nations communities other symptoms such as insatiable greed and destruction of the environment are also thought to be symptoms of Wendigo psychosis.[4]
In Ojibwe, Eastern Cree, Westmain Swampy Cree, Naskapi, and Innu lore, wendigos are often described as giants that are many times larger than human beings, a characteristic absent from myths in other Algonquian cultures.[16] Whenever a wendigo ate another person, it would grow in proportion to the meal it had just eaten, so it could never be full.
The wendigo is seen as the embodiment of gluttony, greed, and excess: never satisfied after killing and consuming one person, they are constantly searching for new victims.[18] -- Wikipedia
The legends say it eats the souls of the dead on the astral plane, and can sometimes kill living people and devour their souls as well. The Windigo is one of the most frightening spiritual monsters in human mythology. -- War In Heaven
I could see entities more distinctly this time. Two in particular watched me arriving and being settled into this landscape. It was like they were farmers. I could not see their faces, (which is a common theme), but I had the distinct impression of overalls, a foot resting on the lower rung of a rail, hay coming from a mouth. None of these things were quite as literal as I describe them...
At first, I thought of the surgeon experience ages ago, but then it struck me – I was being milked or something. It was ok. It felt symbiotic, not exploitative, but this could just be me being delusional. I don’t know. I do remember feeling cared for. Not as an equal though, more like a pet. Or a cow. The warmth of the embrace I felt made me drift away and not care. Occasionally I felt like my hair was being tussled like you’d scratch a cat behind the ears. I went with it. During this phase I felt like there was an exchange of information going on, but this was very one-sided – the way an adult would distract and manipulate a toddler. I came to realise I was being distracted with information so that they could do what they wanted – feed? Harvest? ...
During these stages I would have recurring flashes or images of some jellyfish-like creature or something like an octopus with suckered tentacles. Whatever it was I felt like I was connecting to the tendrils or the tentacles during this feeding phase. I never really saw these things, it was more of an awareness that this is what they were and what was happening to me. -- from dmt-nexus.me
When I was first going under there were these insect creatures all around
me. They were clearly trying to break through. I was fighting letting go of
who I am or was. The more I fought, the more demonic they became, probing
into my psyche and being. I finally started letting go of parts of myself, as I
could no longer keep so much of me together. As I did, I still clung to the idea
that all was God, and that God was love, and I was giving myself up to God
and God's love because I was certain I was dying. As I accepted my death and
dissolution into God's love, the insectoids began to feed on my heart, devouring the feelings of love and surrender. -- DMT: The Spirit Molecule: A Doctor's Revolutionary Research into the Biology of Near-Death & Mystical Experiences, Rick Strassman, M.D.
I have experienced these parasites... these Archons, as I've come to learn they are. (supposedly they prefer that term because it means "lord" or "ruler," which is just what they want you to see them as to us. So let's just stick with interdimensional parasites, because that's what they are. They feed off of lower vibrations and like others have said, that's all they do... is feed off of us. That's all they're really able to do. -- from dmt-nexus.me
A while back I had some psychedelic experiences that depicted alien farmers who shadowed me around their planet. The first one I met was standing in a field behind a fence. It was very tall and lanky. ... It took me in and brought me to some others that were equally tall and lanky, grey and emotionless. They put me in a bed that sort of felt like a bobsled. Pushed me down a track to where I met with some others who were identical to them but I was now in a lab. They shadowed me around, did the long term thing and then slid me down a track back to earth, and my consciousness, if you will. I remember specifically that I "stood off to the side" and watched "stars" shoot across the landscape from left to right in my vision and was told that those were "space travelers" trying to make the transition from earth to the farms..... I'm not sure what they were farming." -- email I received from a reader about his DMT trip