Hi-Tech .. Low Consciousness

As viewed from 2113 [Earth Planetary Zone] the T^T historical perspective of the "early years" of the Internet was, Hi-Tech .. Low Consciousness.

Early Internet dwellers were - to 2113 Time Travelers - like early Neolithic era "cave dwellers". See note: Cave Dwellers ... Socrates was a good T^T friend of the 2113 community... he taught us, and we learned...

By 2012, Earth humans had hi-tech Internet capacity across much of the planet. Earth humans gathered at the fire-of-the-internet in the same way Neolithic man gathered at the fire of the caves. Community warmed them .. they grew strong together! Nothing much had changed on Planet Earth from Neolithic times through to 2012...

In Neolithic times, cave dwellers warmed their community spirit around the fire... By 2012, the same cave dwellers warmed their community around the fire of electro-magnetic Cosmos.

As we - Time Travelers of 2113 - observed the community spirit of Neolithic mankind, and the evolving community spirit of Internet mankind, we drew the conclusions that new events were seldom and occurred at random within the herd.

Low Consciousness .. Hi-Tech
Ancient man in the Amazon Forests .. Paleolithic man crossing from China to Europe .. Neolithic man surviving the Ice Age .. Internet man evolving from Internet Hi-Tech to High Consciousness... It was all the same Cosmic consciousness of being, no matter what age the Time Traveler was born in.

The man working with fine obsidian blades .. was the same man working with the cutting edge of the Internet. It was a natural process that we were born from the sharp edge of the cutting mind.

By 2113, we [the Time Travelling Samurai] emerged from the sharp edge of the consciousness of man... From sharp obsidian blades to high-consciousness .. we learned to cut through the lower dimensions in order to access the higher Cosmic dimensions of Universal reality! What changed us?

Love, compassion and the Soul are one...
The Earth changed us!

Little Ninjas ...

Wham .. the shot whooshed faster than light! Faster than thought!

Mysterious spirit forces move faster than physical, mental and emotional reality... Whoosh!! Crack!

I barely moved my head (psyche) back .. as the energy of the little Ninjas sped past my consciousness...

Wow! What was that ??

Seamus the Leprechaun fell backwards laughing!

"Do you really find this funny??!" I asked ...

Haha! Hahaha .. Ha haha .. Was all I heard.

The little Leprechaun floated above the situation as the energy sped close to my head... directed out from my inner being. It could not have been from the little Leprechaun, cos he was rolling backwards laughing. Who just did that?

A group of little Ninjas appeared floating before me. Duh!! Who are you guys???

"We just want to let you know that we are here .. that's all .. " they said.

Oh! My! God! I can't believe this! Little Leprechauns are bad enough; but a group of little Ninjas ?? I mean! Who is in control of my life? Me or you guys? And! Where did you come from anyway?

Seamus the Leprechaun stomped hard on my crown chakra ..

"An' .. Ya' better be polite to yer little friends." he said.

"Ach! You humans are so arrogant! Ye' think y'are the only life in the universe!"

I looked more carefully at the little Ninjas, and I did kind of recognize them. Sort of! I mean .. they seemed familiar!

They kind of reminded me of Orihime Inoue's, six princess-shielding flowers, Santen Kesshun .. I mean! Does everyone have these kinds of .. of .. powers?

Stomp!! Seamus jumped up and down... Ouch! As though that would help!!

The little Ninjas disappeared in a haze of light!

"There is much more inside human beings than yer think!" said Seamus.

I had to reflect carefully on what I had just seen. It is true! Humans on Earth have more going on inside them than they realize. Strange forces work with us and protect us. In fact, human are loved by forces of life and nature .. we are truly blessed. But how many of us know this?

How many of us know that magical forces love and protect us?

And .. do we humans love those forces in return ??

Seamus and the little Ninjas were silent...

Free of Entanglements

Lama sky first appeared .. well .. in the sky!

He was a robust figure dressed (for convenience) in Tibetan robes.

Lama sky had been teaching me most of my life, without me knowing it.

Lama sky stood there in the sky, looking down. Behind him an oval shaped portal seemed to shimmer out of sight. He looked like one of the giant people who could walk on air, from ancient times.

Lama sky had entered the Earth field through the OM portal. He floated down through space like a seed from the spiritual Bodhi tree. The great tree of the universe.

Lama sky bowed his head and extended one arm.

"Let me introduce you to, Lama snowflake... " he said.

A small bright light came floating towards me. A blinding flash closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes a tiny woman floated before me dressed in white, covered in silk robes of ultramarine and turquoise blue.

"Snowflake Lama may appear small, because her power is so great," said Lama sky, "She does not speak - otherwise her voice would fill the whole sky."

Lama snowflake smiled and slightly bowed her head...

With style, speed and agility Lama snowflake quickly made a series of what seemed like advanced Kung Fu moves. A snowflake formed, as endless branches extended from its center. Soon the snowflake filled the whole sky. Tangled icy branches thickened and repeated until I could no longer see Lama sky.

"These are the entanglements a human beings gathers to themselves throughout their lives," said Lama sky.

The branches of entanglement grew and grew until that was all there was. Everything else had been obliterated by their unending growth.

Lama snowflake peeked her head through the middle of the ice and smiled.

Instantly the entanglements were gone, the snowflakes disappeared and I could see Lama sky again.

Lama snowflake bowed slightly as she floated to the left shoulder of Lama sky.

"Just as Lama snowflake created the extension of entanglements from her essential core energy," said Lama sky, "So do all humans create never ending entanglements from their Qi source energy .. lifetime after lifetime."

"But with a bit of practice... " I heard, as Lama sky and Lama snowflake began to fade into the morning sky... "With a bit of practice, you can smile away all those entanglements created and maintained by one tiny source inside you."

... The morning was cold and it began to snow. Soon the roofs of the houses and the branches of the trees were covered in tiny white snowflakes. Large fluffy crystals floated down from the sky above.

Drifting between the free floating clouds of snow were greyish clouds, not to be seen with the naked eye. The more entanglements a person bred from their Qi source energy, the more afraid they were. Eventually, the morning snow melted - and yet the grey clouds of fragmented Qi remained.

Time travel is impossible, unless you are free of entanglements.
[Taoist discourse on Remote Viewing and Time Travel Skills]

I'm So Cold ...

... "Why am I so cold ... ?"
He was in his early twenties .. holding his stomach tight. His whole body was shaking. He could not stop the shaking. A young man trained to kill. He was not trained how to die ...

"I'm so cold .. " he said. "Why am I so cold ??"

The blue orgone disk vectored in to hover unseen above the snow.

"He killed someone!" said a voice.

"Yeh! We know."

"I can't get warm .. why am I so cold?" the young man asked.

"Don't you know that you're dead?"

"I'm so cold," was all he could say, "Why am I so cold?"

A blue orgone disk hovered silently above the body lying face down in thick snow. A light scanned the ground; but there was no sign of the spirit. Did they lose him?

"He's not here," said a voice.

"Can you find his trail?"

"No sign!" said the voice. "Nothing! We don't see any sign."

The young man was shaking, holding his arms tight around his stomach.

"Why am I so cold?"

In the distance Native American drums began a steady beat. The soft rhythm of the drum caught the silence. The young man stopped shivering. He raised his head, staring into the distance. Could he hear the drums?

The blue orgone disk hovered above the snow casting an unseen ultraviolet light across the pristine white wilderness. The pilot of the disk could see every spirit trail across the Earth's magnetic field.

"I can't see him," said a voice, " there is nothing down there .. no sign!"

Can silent disks from the future hear Native American drums?

The young man followed the natural sound .. the voices of the ancestors chanted beat-by-beat with the steady rhythm of the drum. Deep tracks in the snow, unseen by the human eyes, led to the drummer. Three Native American warriors came out to meet the young man, as he walked towards them through the white spirit of the mountains.

The Native spirit warriors were wearing natural deerskin. They chanted as they walked behind the young man-spirit. His shaking had now left him. He was no longer cold. The young man's shoulders were straight and broad. His steps though the snow were easy and measured. He walked with ease and with dignity. He was coming home.

An almond portal opened before him. Grandfather stood near the portal wearing a shaman's robe, bone beads braided into his long hair. Grandfather looked straight at the blue orgone disk hovering above. The Native Spirits followed the young man through the shimmering light-filled portal.

The chanting voices of the Native Americans slowly faded beyond the Earth as the beat of the drum became silent. Grandfather turned to follow .. the blue orgone disk shifted its position to hover high above the mountain. The craft cleaned up the last remnants of the earthly astral form.

The almond shaped spirit portal closed silently behind the last steps of Grandfather. The spirits did not look back nor hesitate in their passage of return. The spirit portal left no sign of its existence. The blue orgone disk disappeared without a trace.

Leprechauns .. & Lots of Them

It was December 31st, 2011 .. and I was dreaming of leprechauns .. lots of them... I thought to myself that my Scots and Irish ancestors must have been seein' these strange beings all the time .. an' way before I was born.

Since November I had not seen nor heard from Seamus .. and I thought that at last I was free from having a little leprechaun in a green jacket wearing a tall black hat landing with a bump on top of my head. Peace glorified .. until I saw him (and all of them) in my dreams.

The returning leprechauns were not out hiding in some old oak tree in the middle of a field .. but they were hiding in plain sight right in the middle of our human world.

People were wandering around with eyes to see the material world .. but in the dream all the humans were 'blind' and the leprechauns (who could see everything) were dancing and laughing .. unseen by humans in their dense and 'righteous' three dimensional world.

I woke up to an apartment filled with various sizes of leprechauns...

"Seamus!" I exclaimed, "what are you all doing here?!!"

"Haha! Hahaa!" cried Seamus .. "An' may the rainbow shine forever on your path... " he exclaimed.

"What ar' all these leprechauns doing in my apartment?"

"We ar' movin' in .. don't ya know!!"

"But don't we need fields, an' oak trees, an' special cairns .. with squirrels and acorns and maybe a mountain or two .. for leprechauns?" I asked.

I mean .. it's embarrassing to have the magic people of the ancient world without having a magic setting. I always imagine something like out of Tolkien's Lord of The Rings, with Hobbits and Elves and Wizards.

Well, Seamus jumped right bang on the crown chakra of my head.

"An' where do we all live?" he asked.

"On the Earth?" I answered sheepishly.

"An' where does the Earth live?" asked Seamus.

That was a tough one .. where does the Earth live? How should I know where the Earth lives?!!

Seamus did not wait for me to answer the question.

"The Earth lives in yer heart..." was all he said.

Shift In Frequency

A shift in frequency is all it took...

By 2150 we were already accomplished in various levels of time travel.

Still, no one could figure out who was watching us use the "corridors of time" ...

We would catch a glimpse of them out of the corner of our eyes. Tall beings, cloaked in long grey robes or sometimes rarely in robes of translucent light. Their robes of light did not shine brightly; but appeared to shimmer faintly, merging the beings with the walls of the vortex we were using.

No one felt comfortable seeing a glimpse of the silent observers.

At that time we were like reckless children, running through a tunnel for a dare to show we were not scared. Once inside the tunnel, we carried all our fears with us - no matter where we went.

A shift in frequency is all it took...

I thought of myself as being pretty advanced. We were an elite team using an organic technology to travel instantly through time and space. Looking back at our primitive ancestors of the 20th Century, we could not imagine anything worse than living through that chaotic time. We avoided contact with them just so as not to get contaminated by their insanity.

We were unaware that embedded in the corridors of time are future and past axis that meet, and there stand the silent watchers - those forgotten timeless sentinels of our soul journey.

We call it a time-glitch. I was thrown back to December 2011 .. an era we tried to avoid, because of the powerful vortices merging into a new cosmic cycle. The ending of the old cycle and the beginning of the new cycle has a fifty year disruption range either side of 2012. I knew where I was, because it showed on my watch.

I knew I was looking at myself. These are strange facets of time travel hard to explain. Crows were playing in the turbulent air, the day was overcast... the scene was familiar.

That was all it took. I was instantly back in the corridor returning to my destination.

I knew then I was finished. I would no longer be used for the elite team. The old teams warned us about "meetings". Those glitches that could change our understanding in less than a nano-second.

A shift in frequency is all it took...

Once it hits you .. you are never the same .. animals, fish and other creatures inhabit a defined band of frequencies; but humans inherited the ability to shift across a wide band of frequencies. The DNA in relation to the spirit could rise to the highest frequencies or could fall to the lowest levels. It was all vibratory levels.

By 2150, our fear of certain zones was the chaos and contamination of conflicting vibratory levels. Human populations en mass were inhabiting extreme zones of differing frequency. A shift in frequency is all it took to create balance.

On returning I was moved to a new unit I did not know existed...

The Watchers, silently observed the corridors of time, protecting our shared "future".

Entities of Fear

To gain control of the Earth and control of the human Earth populations the "Entities of Fear" spread their intoxication among the different races over thousands of years. Fear did two things to the minds of people infected with this manipulation:

1. It caused psychological sickness in people.
2. It caused physical illness in people.

The psychological Arrogance of Fear
Really the people who fear most are the people who are only out for themselves. The fear takes root in these people, because they are enslaved to the petty ego. Well, the reason is simple... That is, the petty ego makes itself out to be a big fat powerful greedy arrogant get-what-it-can-get type of 'protector'.

Protector! You say!
Yes, 'protector' - the petty ego serves to protect the selfish fearful little human who wants so much and does not know how to get it all. Pay close attention! The key to the psychology of protection is 'fear'. Your fear comes from wanting. Your fear leads to greed. Your greed leads to fear that you cannot easily get what you want and the ego tells you: I will help you get it no matter what...

The psychology of fear is a strange selfish arrogance fed by the petty little ego of the self. Where 'protection' is that the ego will help you to get what you want and therefore add fuel to the fire of your fears.

Add fuel to the fire! You say!
Yes, the petty ego feeds your wants and desires - and what you want never ends .. the more you get the more you want .. the more you want the more you get. This is rooted in an inner sense of starvation. Your wants are the wooden sticks to build the fire and fear is the fuel that lights those sticks. The 'Entities' are the match that lights the fire.

Most human populations are trapped in psychological fear.

The physical illness of fear
Psychological illness generates physical illness out of 'ectoplasmic pollution'. When humans are strong enough to see through the psychological restrictions created out of fear (ego), they are attacked by the Entities of Fear [who themselves fear those humans].

This is why the original spiritual teachings of the Ancestors (before religion) taught their apprentices about the true nature of energy.

The Entities of Fear will attack anyone who sees through the illusion of ego (fear) and moves outside of their petty control. Imagine fear as a doorway to a passageway. If you walk through the door you enter the passageway and move beyond fear.

The door to the passageway is where the Entities of Fear hang out big time. They cannot pass through that door as they are a personification of the energy of fear. If the Entities of Fear pass through that door they cease to exist. That is what they are afraid of... Therefore, they can never pass through.

Human beings can pass through the doorway, enter the passageway and go through into another state of mind (another realm). This is what the Ancient Ones taught Earth humans before organised religions began serving people's minds up to the Entities of Fear.

The Entities of Fear began attacking people who pass through that doorway and who might change things on Earth. These people might change the vibration and a lot of dumb humans may begin to see through the illusion and just pick up the courage to go through the inner door into the passageway of their own light (inner wisdom).

The Entities of Fear
It's a bit like a mosquito .. the Entities of fear seek to penetrate the energetic immune system of people who see through the illusion of ego and make those people physically (energetically) sick. The way they do it is that they inject the ectoplasm [the psychological disturbance] of the people hanging round the doorway in all their various states of 'wanting', which is fear.

The Entities of Fear mostly do this through large social gatherings called 'entertainment' or 'fun' or 'festival' or 'circus' - which is a general gathering of self-indulgence of the petty ego.

These petty gatherings of self-indulgence of the ego create a toxic ectoplasmic pollution. You gather the biggest crowd of idiots into the smallest space and inject psychological illness of the ego into that dense ectoplasmic energy. They have been doing this for centuries. The biggest entity based 'entertainment' being 'holidays' and the New Year. Extreme fasting or collective suffering has the same effect.

The real reason for wars are to make healthy people sick!

Beyond The Illusion of Fear
There is a state beyond fear, beyond ego, beyond service-to-self - in which the spirit reigns supreme and the Entities of Fear dare not tread. The doorway/passageway is October/November 2011... At that point a gradual separation of the wheat from the chaff will take place.

The wheat grains will fall onto a new Earth and sprout while the chaff will return into the cycle from which they have just come. Another round of 36,000 years sitting at the door of fear with the Entities that form from the minds of those who are in fear. [It does not get more complicated than that].

Fear is selfishness and selfishness is fear.

The doorway is always truth... The passageway is oneself...
To oneself be true!

Little Leprechauns With Green Hats

Oh! No! Now they are attacking, 'little men in green hats' !!

"Ah! Haha.. " laughed Seamus the Leprechaun... "and how do you think those fat humans look from our world? Don't ya know!" he added with a smile.

"I don't know how they look, cos I'm here.." I answered. "Look at the trouble you got me in, you little Leprechaun .. now they are going to say I am taking things called substances." I said as he laughed with a back flip roll.

The Leprechaun, all dressed in green and wearing a black hat, tumbled a triple back somersault and landed on top of my head. Like an ancient Japanese Zen Master he liked to bop me on the head whenever I wasn't paying attention.

"Look at them now! Blabbering about somethin' they don't have a clue about!" Said Seamus laughing.

I had to admit the Little Leprechaun was right. The Catholic and other religious belief priests of the 'established order' common-day-propaganda really were simply following a set system of controls established as the energy cycle fell to its lowest order.

"An' what have you ever takin' in yer entire life?" asked the little Leprechaun.
"Nothing! Not-a-thing," I answered... "but who is going' to believe me!"

Yep! He was right! I was born like this. I had no choice in the matter...
Well, that is not exactly true! I did have a choice .. and I refused to turn my back on the forces of nature who gave birth to my spirit and who gave me a home on this Earth.

With the established religious hierarchy spreading across the entire world, colonizing one culture after the next .. destroying unique cultural perception over thousands of years .. the lowest point was established with the spread of the Roman Empire expanding cultural genocide across the Planet.

"There's nothin' yer can take on this entire Earth that would get the mind as close as ye' ar' .. " said Seamus the Leprechaun.

"An' sure they are gonna try as much as they can .. " he continued, "But that is what religion is, it's a drug alterin' the mind's O' people."

Yep! The Leprechaun was right, sure enough! They are more addicted to their conflicts than they are to peace. Each human family fighting the next, addicted to the adrenaline drug of division, opposition and conflict.

"But! Ya know! It's all fear.. " said Seamus .. "Each human family does not see that the other is themselves and that nature is the key... "

"And what is it they are all afraid of?" I asked.

"Truth!" said the Leprechaun .. and he wasn't laughing at all!

Leprechaun Elixir

"I'll drink to that!" said the Leprechaun dancing on my head...
"Let's have a little dram!"
"Ouch!" I shouted .. "That's my head your treadin' on Mr. Leprechaun."
"Just call me Shamus!" he shouted as he pulled a small gold flask out of his belt.
"Don't you mean Seamus?" I asked, hoping he would not bop me on the head.
"Sure, that too..." was all he said, in reply.

Oh! How can I see the golden flask when he is right on top of my head?
"It's magic," said Shamus, "magic!"
"Could you get off my head if you are goin' to drink a dram."
I asked, trying to sound polite.
"An' what ar' ye afraid of?" asked the small Leprechaun.
"Surely, not of a little dram!"

"Sure! What if you get drunk and affect my crown chakra!" I said trying not to sound worried.

At that, Shamus laughed so hard he almost fell off my head .. I felt him tug at the back of my hair as he caught himself; but he did not stop laughing. I tried not to get a headache and like a cat who has fallen off a wall, I tried to appear calm and dignified.

"An, what is this with yer whining?" asked the Leprechaun tugging on my hair.
"Hey, stop disturbing my crown charkra up there! I could lose my enlightenment!"

Shamus just laughed and took a drink from his gold flask...

Oh! No! Knowing the reputation of Leprechauns with their music, dancing and drinking .. it had to be a good dram of whiskey he was drinking down. What influence on my mind would a drunk Leprechaun have - I dreaded to think.

Shamus laughed out loud as I waited for a crown chakra equivalent of a hangover; but instead of that I began to understand...
"What are you drinking?" I asked sheepishly.
"Spirits," said the Leprechaun.
"What kind of SPIRITS?" I asked.
"Haha .. It's an ELIXIR, don't ya know!!" was all he said.
"You mean it's not Irish whiskey?" I asked.

The Leprechaun did not answer, he simply took another dram from his gold flask and then he put back the top and carefully tucked the flask back into his black belt.

From way far away I heard: Elixir was an important part of the Philosopher's Stone, used by alchemists to transmute base metals into gold. Generally, this is not to be confused with the more powerful Leprechaun's dram, which was considered an act of fluid magic in the more fixed 3D world. The Leprechaun's dram remains a secret until today despite attempts by the church to extract and steal their green magic...

From The Deepest Darkest Corner

The old sage was watching us from the shadows; but we did not see him. Behind him, a group of zone shifters observed us and the old sage as we focused on Fukushima Daiichi Nuclear Plant.

High above the plant, unseen by mankind, a beautiful array of light-forms took positions around the quantum space fields. Our group had vectored in from quadrant 2113. We were observing the series of blowouts and the devastating consequences to the Earth. The light-forms took the strain and vectored the stress onto a neutral level. The worst of the radiation dispersed; but there was still enough 3D contamination around to destroy many lives... too many lives...

We brought the golden disk into place and positioned the harmonics between 3D space and sub-space. In our time Fukushima came to be known as, "the time heaven came to Earth". We had to stay focused .. to do what we can to help.

Too many lives echoed in my ears...

In 2011 Earth humans still did not understand the basics of interplanetary travel and its relationship to the soul. The lights-of-beings across the dimensions of space-time are the seeds of the universe floating in a sea of love. The human soul is a time-traveller surfing the infinite oceans of cosmos.

Our team got ready to intervene. Some of us had worked at the Fukushima Daiichi plant in 2011 when the water pipes snapped in the earthquake, some had lost their lives as a direct result of the radiation. This intervention was 'personal' but our people remained calm and focused.

We picked up the vector radiations and shifted them. Too many lives on the periphery of this disaster for us to lose our focus now... Tan Che had lost his life in the disaster. With a big smile he waved us a thumbs up.
"Let's pick this one up," he said.

Tan Che had trained most of his life for this 2011 correction.
The disk swooped down and altered the time vector.
Earth was not going to 'end' this time around ...

From the deepest darkest corner the old sage watched us with no sign of emotion. If we failed he and his friends would burn up in the aftermath of multiple level reality meltdown's. We only perceived his presence in the few seconds where our laughter revealed that we had succeeded in our mission.

I turned my head to see the cloaked form of a medium hight Caucasian male hovering in the twilight zone between the worlds. He and his friends had taken the wrong path. They sought unrestricted power and all for the wrong reasons. We had recovered the Daiichi disaster by 2113; but the old sage had worked the last thousand years to recover his sanity again.

We travelled back in time to Fukushima Daiichi as he travelled back in time to us... It was our laughter that caused his tension to melt away. He was free, at last. He nodded slightly in gratitude and took a deep breath as he disappeared into an oval portal of indigo light. A bright twinkle of realisation sparked from the portal as it closed behind him.

What was the thought that freed him?

The elite and the masses are one and the same. The elite does not like to think it is part of the masses and the masses do not like to think they are part of the elite. The head, the body and the tail are fragmented and at war. The mind is divided and in conflict with itself. The casualties of war are all parties. They are all at war with themselves.

I laughed when I realised the past, the present and the future are one. The Zen Masters laughed because they are the totality of themselves across the illusion of space time. I awaken myself and myself awakens me...

From the deepest darkest corner the light shines brightest of all.

The Leprechaun Sanctuary

There he was again - the little Leprechaun; but he had grown to almost three times his size and then some again. I thought Leprechaun's were small little people... He was sitting on my shoulder with his arm lounging across the top of my head. All dressed in green and laughing to himself as he watched my reaction...

"How did you change your size?" I asked the Leprechaun.
"Ha, haha, ha... don't ya know!" was all he said.
"Should you be leaning on my head like that!" I said telepathically.
"Haha .. " he laughed as he changed back to a little man sitting cross-legged on my shoulder, and I wonder how he did it!
"What makes yer think we are small?" he said, statement like.
"Dunno!" I replied, as I walked under the blossoming pink cherry trees.

"All ya need to focus on is the Leprechaun Sanctuary .. " he said looking pretty serious and all. "Because, all my friends from the Emerald Isle will be joining us soon .. and that's to be true."

There he goes again about his 'Leprechaun Sanctuary', although I thought it was a pretty good idea. I mean, why not? I wondered how many friends he had all waiting to leave Ireland...

"Just you get it ready!" was all he said.
I guess if they inhabit quantum space then I should find a place with a good harmonic resonance where the Leprechauns can easily come and go between our world and theirs. "And then there will be the Elves and the Faeries too, just so you know." he said without laughing.

Elves and faeries? What does he mean?
I have to admit that a good place full of Leprechauns, Elves and Faeries is a fine place to be. "And what will happen if the locals see you?" I asked, just so I could be prepared.

"Locals!" he shouted at the top of his voice... and then he quietened down again. "Ach, they kicked our human friends off the land a long time ago... and they have nothing left because of it."

I wonder where our people are? I thought. Did the Mayan's predict their return? Does the whole planet only belong to 'humans' or do people have to learn to share the planet with other life forms?

"Will the Sanctuary make a difference?" I asked the Leprechaun.
"Just you wait and see..." he said.