06-12-17 Political Events, Aztecs and Personal Messages

Transcript 6th December 2017

Too many times in the past, we have seen many memories shattered through the irresponsible actions by the people’s of your nations.

One such man has become aware of his own presence. It’s astounding to us that man looks upon himself as being the lord and master of all, for he is merely the animal of the earth, a being, a creature. His spirit and soul is part of that, the great beyond. No man has the power over the father, no man can dictate life or death at a whim, he should merely concern himself with his aspect of being in a practice of love to all.

Sadly we are ashamed to say, one such man exists in the states. His life has become intolerable to many, as he dictates his measures of war and terms of agreement to those of the South lands. He has not the right to lead his men in the malpractice of hate and spite, he has measures forewarned of the presence of others who would topple him at the stroke of a pen. He counts himself as being ‘untouchable’ for he is a dominant man who will instruct others of his will and not be told of theirs.

He is not complimentary to us, not deserving of his position, for he will ignite a storm in the memories of many as he unleashes his measures against those people of the North. Hmm, we cannot condone his actions, but we confide in you, that his measures will be thwarted by the East, for they will not stand these intolerable actions.
Life has become suspended in animation, it stagnates at this time, for there is no fresh leader who would bring your world from these dark places.

Help us to understand the thoughts of the many, who seek peace and love in the world. We will not betray them, but nor will we stand by and watch the massacre at hand.

Venezuela, a place of many impoverished people, will look to the world in the near future and ask for assistance as they become embroiled in a merciless effort to seek their freedom from their poverty. Those on high will not relinquish their position, nor their finances, to help and assist those in their slums, those ghettos. Hmm. Your many nations have declared war upon peace, this will bring turmoil when the father’s forecast will, we fear, evolve into truth.

You belong to the world spirit, take care of your fragile selves, for your need is great at this time.

You gather your thoughts of Michael. Allow them not to stray or wander far from the truth of the light. Your life has become a measure to others, they watch and listen in hope, maybe one day the words will be unleashed upon the world. Hope springs eternal for peace and love.

Nations of plenty will not associate with that of the poorer regions that exist in your world today, for what gain is there, in having nothing. Grant us your peace and allow us to enter your thoughts this evening my child.
Yellow is the colour of the primrose, satin is the cloth upon which those heavenly beings sit. Depart from your ways of anger, allow not the words to bring misfortune to others, or disbelief to the many who read your words.

Your thoughts are great in matters of peace, you imagine a world that may become a gentler place. This is not to be at this time, for a passage has been set in greetings made by others to intervene with your beings at this time. Bring peace to yourself and not fear, for there is no fear in the creatures who will visit your earth once more. They are from a world far, far away, from beyond your universe, and yet reachable by their standards.

Your sight, your vision are upon them, and they hear your voice and the recordings made. They transmit their signal at frequencies far beyond your levels. You will not hear them at this time, and they will not respond to your measures of peace until you become one with yourselves.

Despondent you are, the many things that life has brought many to despair. Your circumstances are beyond your control, you will live your life free of need, for we are here to bring peace to all.

Mother Earth was once our home, she became embroiled with the creatures who lived upon her, they roamed your planet in search of a home, a place they might call their own, and they lived in relative peace and one fed upon the other, but this is the way, the course of nature. When man appeared, he was primitive, a primitive animal of the world, he had structure and form that permitted him movement and dexterity. We issued him with a thought of growth, we pardoned him of his ignorance, for we knew there was potential. How could we see what man has become, it is unfortunate at this time. Because of circumstances, we have to take measures to reform man’s behaviour.

Let these words not afear you, for many welcome change, change never comes easy, like in birth, pains are suffered before peace will come.

Allow not your thoughts to manipulate our words. We are here at your behest. We are beings of the North Star, the one that shines brightest in your heavens above.

Gradually we have manipulated man into the animal that he is, but your thoughts have become tarnished with greed and fear. Our instruction was clear, that you might live in relative peace, but it was not to be, for your lives have taken a backward step.

Look at us now, as we shine in the heavens. We mean you no harm, we bring you only peace, and live, be sheltered from harm as we take steps to reform your world. Your heart beats with anxiety, anticipating the many things to come. Our meeting will be soon, our thoughts and beliefs are with you. Take not a step back, but one of forwards motion and enlighten the minds of many, that they may hear these words given in truth and honesty, in blessings to all who find peace on earth.

Grant us not your ill will, but allow us an audience for the peoples of your world. Steps have been taken to ensure a meeting place of minds, so that you can indulge your passion, and connect and communicate with true belief, with others of thought, a similar kind.

She watches you and the steps you take, and wonders ‘Could this be real, is it possible for one man to stand out and bring words of peace.’ It has happened before.

Many of your world have become positive threads in the thoughts of man.

Martyrdom is a common practice of your world, but the steps to martyrdom should be of genuine love and not of war or hate.

Concentrate, focus your thoughts as we bring you tidings of goodwill.

Today’s events will be tomorrow’s news, tomorrow’s news will become that of history as he formulates a plan to bring massive changes to the West. He concedes to no one, his beliefs are structured upon his own making, he will answer to no one.

Gloomy times, his presidency is short lived, for on the morn of February, a passive community will stand up against him, and their beliefs will be uppermost in their hearts. They do not fear death, nor panic by his bludgering troops, for they know the truth will be heard, and the final steps of this madman hmmm, he dictates terms as if he has the power of wisdom overall, but he is merely a wildcat in a position of authority given to him by those who would ask him of favours. Hmmm. He is a man, who destiny will remember as a tyrant. He will not focus upon the love of the world, for he does not believe that the world owes him a favour. His virtuous beliefs are warped, his mind is unbalanced at this time, his authority is paramount. He will not listen to arguments from his generals, for they are merely puppets under his control. He will unleash a tidal wave of fear and retribution against those who protest along the lines of South Chicago. He will not listen to their thoughts or their words, for he has spoken the word of a tyrant, and called them names, despicable in belief.

Hmm. Dark times indeed. In your world, you elect these beings of the dark, he seems genuine, laughs and smiles as if he is a man of the world, but his thoughts are mischievous, his scheming plans to oust those who stand before him will come to fruition very shortly, for he needs workers who would listen and believe in his thoughts. He is not a man to listen to those of impunity, those underclass beings who labour for him. His blessings are few.

His children are of the innocent and yet they see a man, a father figure for them. He is their father to the world, he is not the father of man, but the master of misfortune.

Strong words are spoken of him, they need to be spoken.


(Note: A short phrase is quietly spoken that none of us can make out, it sounds to be an unfamiliar language)

The messages of ? (here in the recording there is a word that begins with ‘M’, it is not clear, might possibly be Monterrey, Megalay or a name of some sort) should be read in the texts from the stones, upon the ankles of the colossus that stands hidden far from view. Our thoughts were many in those times, our writing bleeds. The many of your world, for they do not understand the drawings, writings upon the stone.

We will enlighten you, as the Aztecs of your world. We became embroiled with fear as the white men crossed our lands, for a bloodbath ensued we were abolished by the sword of his men. They massacred many in their search for riches and gold. They did not worship nor care as our hearts bled the oceans red.

The writings that you see today were of better times, when we were able to manipulate nature in the way that assisted us in our lives. We became a breed of ‘insects’ in the way to that man. He spoke of us not as friends, but as impunity’s before him. His cutlass lashed out, and many fragile women and children suffered his strokes, humph, as he slashed his way through the jungles.

(Note This following sentence seems quite random, could it be about a reincarnation?) And your ships that sail the seas will become enlisted as he begins his journey once more, a journey to dominate, impartial to peace.


(The following is a personal message that has been passed onto the lady concerned, she has expressed that this part remains in the transcript as a grateful acknowledgement that the words given have been accepted as correct. 450 words have been edited out at the end of the passage because they were very personal.)

Flowers are in her thoughts as she reads from the book. Pages turn, her guidance given to others as she speaks of the flowers of the garden. A transfiguration of forms into beings of light will become a measure of her guidance. She speaks to them with love asking them to sit and pray. She sits, a mark of respect to the world upon which she lives, she is Valerie, her audience sits, listens to her words of comfort and she is a remarkable angel of peace. She brings comfort to the one who sits with sadness in her eyes, her son is lost, but not forgotten, but she speaks of him this evening, in prayers and in wishes. He comes forward to speak to her, she feels his presence and she is encouraged to link with his being. She is his mother, the one who give him life from death. He whispers in her ear, “Valerie would listen.”

Hear his thoughts and transform them into words that she would understand. She has much compassion for the many, her will is strong, but her heart aches.


(NOTE: This part is obviously a personal message for Michael which he is happy to share)

Your circumstances have changed, your move will be cancelled, this is not the right time. Have faith that a course will be taken, do not despair at her loss, as you read for others, for she is with you, your mother sits with you by your side as a guardian angel. Your wife wishes you to know, she follows your purpose and understands the many things that have led to you upon your path. She was blind at first, now she sees. Her children sit with eager eyes, at the thought they might glimpse her one more time. Bring peace to their hearts, let them know of my love and my sorrows with sadness are drawn at my passing. You know my heart and my thoughts and needs. Continue on, live your life and allow others to see your strength. I cannot be with you now, but know our journeys are entwined. I will visit our son in his dreams, in his bed, he will tell you of these things, so that you know these may be true. I am here with you Honey, Honey is with me (honey was our dog a Pembrokeshire corgi, she was devoted to my wife) she sits and patiently waits, for a time for us all to join hands once more and link as a family.


Junior was his name, she called him many names, but Junior, hm, was her favourite. He passed a while ago, unremarkable in this day and age, when you think of the substances misused by your youth. She called to him, John, Johnny, by name. His thoughts were many as she despaired for his being. She cannot be with him now, but she watches him grow as a shepherd to the people. For misfortune led him upon that road, only time will tell. Popular he was among his friends, JB, JC, Jesse, you have reached your destination, you have linked arms and joined over a distance of time and space. Console your thoughts of passion, allow your love to grow.


Author: messagesformankind

'Michael Champion Trance medium. His work consists of communications through thought transference which are mainly from 'Being's of Light' of other dimensions. This broad spectrum of beings includes those from angelic realms and extra terrestrials. From time to time well known names from history and popular celebrities bring forward significant messages and also private individuals from the world of spirit who wish to communicate poignant stories with loved ones. The main purpose of all the messages is to educate and broaden the minds of humanity to the possibility of a 'New Dawn'. Becoming a trance medium was something of a surprise to Michael, it started as an initial interest in 'ghost hunting' which widened his awareness into accepting the existence of consciousness that could communicate from the world of spirit. After practicing meditation he soon began to receive communications while in a state of light trance, it was then that he realised, not all messages were from a human source. Very quickly the importance of the messages and their content became apparent, particularly after meeting his friends, Kevin and Valerie who recognised the great value of his work. After the sudden passing of his wife in 2017, Michael moved from Southern England to the Scottish Borders to be near his son and daughter in law. From his peaceful home he continues with his trance sessions, during which he records and transcribes new and fascinating messages on a weekly basis. These are currently being compiled into future volumes of 'Messages for Humankind’. They are regularly posted onto a blog site of the same name which reaches readers throughout the world. Valerie & Kevin. Together they work to proof read, edit and sometimes explain the messages for Michael as well as managing a blog site for him in an effort to allow the communications to reach as many people as possible.

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