Toronto was a multidimensional ride; I downloaded an enormous script, almost too much to handle for one man. People from all over the world would visit and ask what is it, to calm their stormy seas is. But, lucky for me, trumpets blazed from my gaze producing nine solar spirits chanting how fortunate a man he was. White knights and plentiful women were swinging their rhythms, on the golden floor looking to score, adorned in gowns veils down, wanting the crown. Finally, I would experience the native word Toronto "plenty" to its fullest expression; it felt like heaven, 2007. I finished a year of training to be a medicine man, lightworker and healer. At this time, I was studying in Yorkville and living on the lakeshore in tip-top lofts. Most of my day was spent integrating new realities and visiting a local ballet centre down the road. I was drawn to the dancing; it helped ground the influx of energy I was assimilating at the time. At one point, a Galactic portal above the lakeshore in Toronto opened, including visitations from inter-dimensional presences. In addition, these entities manifested gifts of re-patterning my divine blueprint for embodying higher thresholds of reality. Furthermore, a new world freed up including Tesla devices, quantum biofeedback technology and a woman with a magical modality that cleaned the body, mind and ushered in a lighter version of myself. Her name was Deborah. I met Deborah at a holistic convention named the secret show; I was new to the scene of healing and transformation. Moreover, I stood confused and needed answers regarding the angelic visitations and abductions I was experiencing. When I was a man of science, my medical education communicated the visitations were triggered by the trauma I endured years back in my car accident. Nevertheless, I ventured through the exhibition where people sold supplements and books; Deborah sat in a chair as I entered her booth; she said, pleasant to meet you again. I smiled and asked had we met at the nightclub or one of the restaurants I owned. Deborah said no. I then examined her. Were you a customer from one of my retail stores? Again she said no. Now curious, I asked what she was selling at the show; Deborah replied, activations and healing sessions. I answered, never heard of this before; she responded and said I have and was guided to this show to help anchor a higher version of myself. Deborah pointed to a chair and asked me to sit. I did, and it arrived; the higher evolved soul entered through heart chakra activation; my chest made a popping sound, and a pink salmon colour illuminated the whole booth I was sitting in. I witnessed angels; they were walking from one dimension and into my body's Aura. Although I was in shock, Deborah told me to breathe and let it integrate. One of these spirits accompanied my higher self into the Aura to help my integration. Its name is Uriel, the being alchemized my body because it was heavy and full of toxins, making it difficult for the new soul to move around in. I awoke from a mesmeric state, and Deborah advised me to contact her next week that we are required to finish the essential steps to anchor these energies into my energetic bodies. Now that Uriel's energy was merged with my aura, the intense fasting journey commenced, and I lost 80 pounds of fat in two months. Long story short, I worked with Deborah for a year in the Yorkville location, maintained the fasting, raw vegan lifestyle, and studied various magic and healing systems. Next, I searched for a suitable place to distribute knowledge and download the interdimensional beings. Finally, I attained a beautiful heritage home on Cowell and Danforth. It had an open space to seat 80 people for workshops, three bathrooms, a full kitchen, and several treatment rooms. In addition, I offered seminars and treatments to the Toronto community through a platform that I called open source. Eventually, a new entity arrived to communicate with me; its name was Metatron. Metatron came to warn me about Lucifer, I considered him a brother, but for many years, Lucifer led me astray to find my true potential. In the end, Lucifer was a shit disturber; I never sensed evil in him, just a longing to be somebody. Finally, Metatron revealed that I would integrate the Luciferian experience in 2019 and attain freedom by 2020- 2021 Humanity's (2012). Metatron was like a father and addressed me as his son; this entity was firm and stuck by my side everywhere I went; I love him deeply.
The Luciferian experience was in full swing; he visited me daily with directions. The first test was to give all my work and teachings away for free, and the idea of an open-source format was implemented. Furthermore, the platform was a huge success, booked all day, five days a week and the workshops filled at maximum capacity. On the other end of the spectrum, practitioners in the city were angry. These therapists spread rumours of me being a black sheep in white robes; they even stated that I did not love myself fully because I could not receive money. These accounts were confusing because I remained successful and produced attention from different countries; people were driving and flying into Toronto to visit me. In addition, I was with a beautiful woman that worked alongside me; we lived in a large home together. I resonated as a spiritual rock star and helped thousands of people through illness physically and mentally. After I completed Lucifer's 1st request, the following demand was boundaries. Lucifer advised me not to get a cell phone for several reasons, they were full of blood 1st of all and second, people would call me all the time looking for guidance. So I accepted questions and appointments through email only; It worked like a charm. Next, Lucifer challenged me to wear white from head to toe. White conducts all frequency and colour spectrums to keep my aura clean and my skin healthy. I purchased white shoes, white socks, pants and shirts. I felt great and looked like a white badass mercenary in light. The visitations from Lucifer heightened; it was starting to become an all-day occurrence; I could not shake him, and to be honest, I enjoyed his company. He suggested I avoid pornography, advertisements with women, posters, billboards and magazines. Moreover, turning the cheek from womanization kept my testosterone high and focused on what the angel commanded God's work. The following experiment Lucifer assigned me was, to be honest with one woman; this way, I would maintain my centre and preserve my organism. In addition, Lucifer revealed it's a requirement to respect all women, not sexualize or fall into hyper realities of New Age tantric teachings. One day I was fortunate to meet a famous Guru woman from India, a world-renowned teacher and healer; she would visit my healing center for two weeks. The Guru taught me about the female anatomy, habits and addictions of women. Also, she educated me about the pitfalls of denoting an attractive spiritual white man. Finally, the Guru conveyed that no woman will support my alpha demeanour and spiritual growth; eventually, I would go my own way into celibacy and seclusion. Long story short, my stay in little bohemia located on Coxwell and Danforth in Toronto was truly epic. I entertained different people from all over the world. My Girlfriend went her separate way, and Lucifer continued to educate me, and the Metatronic council oversaw the experiment. Of course, another woman eventually showed up to escort a fresh chapter and new location bigger and better than before.
Her name is Laura, a beautiful woman with a free, courageous spirit. We met at a temporary office I was managing on Bloor and Christie, presenting seminars. Our relationship moved quickly; we loved each other deeply, and she supported my work. I planned an extensive showcase of drawings Geometry, the council of 9 equipped me for the 12 and a new journey with an organization termed the 144 thousand. In addition, I conveyed to Laura that I would draw 10 to 15 pages a day for a total of 300, and the 144 thousand would guide me. Laura said yes, and we moved into a beautiful two-story penthouse near the Centre of Toronto square and a second location next to the beach; it was a vacation home. The journey of drawing took nine months, 8 hours a day every day. As well, Laura edits the language and adds some images herself. One day Laura suggested we venture out and seek friendship rings to symbolize our commitment to each other. We entered a location named alternative thinking on Bloor and Bathurst. It was a large store with books varied from religion, spirituality, conspiracy, health and psychedelics. It was empty with open space; only the walls had inventory. I thought to myself, wow, at least one hundred people could fit in here. I stepped to the counter and introduced myself, where a man and two women were; I asked to use the space for workshops. Furthermore, I explained the store would be full of people and the cash register with money. I continued to clarify that I do not charge for my seminars; the concept is an open-source platform with no copyright and possesses a database with over 4 thousand people. He agreed, His name is Rezo, but there was one problem we needed inventory for people to purchase, not just books. At first, Rezo desired literature only, but he felt more comfortable with my idea when he observed the business life I developed in retail. Deep inside, I knew Rezo was responsible enough, and he had a strong vision of creating a sustainable retail store. Next, I presented a list of items for the store to source my idea: superfoods, food-grade oils, visionary art, crystals, and spiritual gifts. After that, Laura and I were ready to fill his store with people and generate cash flow. We arranged our first workshop, and the room was at a total capacity of over 100 people; everyone who attended was grateful the event was a gift (free). The open event prompted many to spend money at Alternative thinking; the cash register was busy for the weekend with new clientele, Rezo and his family was happy. At one point, Laura and I took a trip to Ecuador, and it was an awful experience. Finally, she had enough of Alternative Thinking and wanted to slow down. Although her mother tried to purchase a home in Toronto for us to heal and recharge, I said no. The problem was me; I wanted to stay and continue to build alternative thinking, remain celibate, and rest from sexual relationships for two years. But, deep down inside, I knew Laura needed to go the rest of the way on her own with family. So, I lived and slept on the floor at Alternative thinking, hundreds of people would arrive for healing sessions, workshops, healthy foods and gifts for conscious lifestyles. Quickly I became a pillar for psychedelic advice and awareness, respectively encompassing my ethnobotanical research in Peru, Mexico and Egypt. In addition, the clientele I produced to build alternative thinking were professionals older in the demographic of 40 to 70 years, but now it has changed. As a result, I lost a considerable part of my customer base and was judged harshly for this new Psychedelic Path. The new clientele was extremely young, between 16 and 25; they came in by Bus loads eager for information and advice. The council of 9 appeared more frequently and conveyed that the Luciferian experience must kick into high gear, and I would drink a record number of plant medicines. Lucifer advised me to maintain a vegan diet because this next exercise will stress my liver; water fasts three times a week and one day dry to clean my digestive system. In addition, Lucifer conveyed that failure in ethnobotanical studies in urban settings arises from poor diet and inadequate detox protocols. Furthermore, fasting maintains adequate medicine assimilation, less load on the organs, and the visions or ideas remain clear and crisp. During my detox that involved colon hydrotherapy and infrared Sauna, I constructed a vast crystal kingdom with a large copper pyramid and quartz crystal singing bowls. Most of my day was spent gifting treatments that consisted of energetic alignments and crystal attunements. Moreover, we expanded the presence of art and built hundreds of illuminated spacecraft Geometry, hanging them from the ceiling, creating led frames and inserting fractal Images. Now alternative thinking was inspired. Finally, the stage was set, high vibration food, Sauna, Oxygen machine and other devices to keep me and the patrons clean.
All that was missing was elders; I required a teacher who could guide and educate me. Eventually, my intentions were answered, and three men would rise to the occasion. The first was a Rastafarian from the Caribbean; he was an older man and extremely intelligent. His name is Hugh, and he established with alternative thinking in the early stages. He taught me about cause and effect, decision-making, psychedelics and aspiring to be a lover. The 2nd man was a Brahman from India. He was older and dressed as a homeless man walking the streets. He was wise and mystical; and educated me about the Tara's of Tantra, chakras, and yoga's mystical path. The 3rd man was also an elder from India and an Ayurveda doctor. His name is Shiv; he retreated into the forests for many years to study meditation and Vedanta yoga. Shiv was a man of science and opened the doors to a deeper understanding of the body and mind. He represented the foreshadowing of death and tore down the mind, so I could attain my kingship. Together these 3 men blended philosophies, science and medicine; I can't list all the details of our exploration, but they were the best. Here is a summary. The Rastafarian counselled my psychedelic process; he reminded me to keep my body clean while consuming the various plant remedies. Hugh checked in to make sure I was considering everyone around me while achieving a higher consciousness state. He was essential because various shamans and medicine women from different parts of the world arrived in Toronto to offer their county's mixture (Peace Pipes). In addition, I discovered sharing one's medication with a leader is an everyday social activity within ancient ancestral traditions. Furthermore, numerous elders recognized me as a bridge to the community, testing the most potent medicine to see how I would incorporate their teachings. In other words, I spent many nights producing reactions to these plants and challenging myself to manage vomiting, intense bowel movements, mind gripping paranoia, trauma, and intermediaries to higher multidimensional reality. During 2010 -2011 most of my experiences were open to the public; I was an available book. The medicines would range from San Pedro, ayahuasca, Rapé, 5mao DMT, Lsd, psilocybin, different Tobacco and Cannabis (oils and edibles) and MDMA in an urban/city setting. Then, I was invited and would be flying in and out of Toronto to the jungles, deserts, seaside’s, and forests to experience hundreds of more psychoactive experiences.
The Brahman from India guided me into yoga and mudras. He explained these ancient Vedic hand gestures during meditations, which anchored my higher psychedelic state into the body's energy flow, providing the ultimate inward experience. My favourite mudra was named Rudra and is associated with Shiva; I walked around with one hand in my pocket, applying its philosophy while addressing the public. The Brahman assured me that Rudra means lord in Sanskrit and is associated with the solar plexus chakra, improving clarity and concentration. Method: Connect the thumb to index and ring fingers while keeping your other two fingers as straight as you can. Next, he mentioned I was in a bodhisattva state and required the internal Shakti to ground my ascension process. Otherwise, the external (woman) will manifest into reality to shake me out of it. So, he taught me the Tārā tantric, the feminine principle of compassion and wisdom, Shakti. The essence of Tara is fearlessness and courage, the emanation of all the Buddha's and bodhisattvas. In addition, I was a vegan, fasting three times a week and practicing the retention of seminal fluids creating the perfect ecosystem to learn the Tara tantric. Moreover, my teacher removed the five emotions (manifestations of Fear) from atop my crown chakras, such as pride, anger, jealousy, desire and ignorance. Instead, I would sit in daily meditations and pay homage to the Six Perfections of generosity, moral discipline, patience, diligence, meditation and wisdom. Here I found direction into the priesthood, all in awareness for my last teacher, who would point me in the direction of kingship.
One day I was hanging the geometric images I drew on the walls of Alternative Thinking. Then, I noticed a new face, an older man in his 60s. First, he walked over to me calmly; his eyes were very white, and his posture proud. Next, He whispered to me slowly, Stephen, you are 95 percent activated, and I can enable the other 5 percent. His name is Shiv, the Ayurveda Brahman who lived in a forest in India. Shiv had visions of meeting me while in the woods and was very excited to teach me everything he knew. Moreover, I was invited to his house for lunch; he lived 10 minutes from my location, making our future studies very convenient. A hawk flew to his window as we ate, prompting us to walk outside and say hello as it sat perched on his clothing line. Shiv explained the hawk comes every day to visit and sit with him in meditation. In the back of my mind, I was not sure who I wanted to focus my study with; First, the Rastafarian was super-intelligent and a part of alternative thinking, but I knew he would be around most of the time regardless of who I chose. Next, the yogic Brahman captivated me with his metaphysical information, although I had studied enough of that information already. Now I was in the home of an Ayurveda doctor and was enjoying his company. Further, Shiv showed me where he slept in the basement on a mattress; we walked into his bathroom to where he did his laundry by hand in the bathtub. Then, his wife and child came home during his lifestyle tour. I was very impressed with his family; the child was calm, just like him. She spoke to me and explained her dad could run like the wind when she is on her bike; he is faster than her. His wife took off her coat; she was gorgeous, very fit, young and well educated. I was impressed; the Ayurveda Doctor was handsome and held a confident male frame, but he was over 60 years bald with glasses. I asked myself, how was this possible to have such a younger beautiful woman and get away with sleeping on the floor? Shiv knew that one teacher was educating me about yoga and tantra, another tutoring me about psychedelics and visionary philosophy. But if I trusted him, not I, he would teach about the mind, women, female anatomy, staying centred, and the science to my spirituality. I said yes to Shiv and aspired towards being a great man. We sat and studied for 6 hours a day for several months under challenging meditations and conversations to confront my belief systems and foundations. In addition, I gave him my trust, and Shiv dismantled the healer and Spiritual teacher in me. On one occasion, I asked him about yoga and why we did not study Asana. He revealed that I should not learn Asana until I understand the mind; then, Asana can prepare the body to sit in meditation. I was disappointed and wanted to practice the postures and began research on my own. Finally, I located an ashram in Montreal, Quebec. In the end, Shiv agreed but advised me to be careful; I asked the Brahman why. He replied, I was not ready to study the postures, and the teachers at the ashram would sense my prior knowledge, thus pushing me into Asana. Long story short, I left for Montreal and arrived back in Toronto 40 days later with a stomach hernia.
I met with Shiv for the first time following the Ashram; I was still in pain but manageable; we spoke about my experiences. When we concluded, he asked me what my addictions were; I answered with Chips, Lays plain, he said, are you sure. I said yes. Next, Shiv conveyed, men have the same addictions, and our mouth is the gateway to all senses. In addition, when we consume food, we are hiding dependence. I laughed and said, women, this is our addiction; he clarified yes. I responded, I have been celibate for over 2 years, no women and retaining my fluids. Shiv declared the psychedelics have been suppressing women's addiction, and I must begin to fast from all of the mind-altering substances. Next, Shiv challenged me; he told me not to look into the mirror at my reflections for 40 days, even if I shaved. After 40 days, the women will come by the busloads because I will no longer live as a celibate man. Then, of course, my journey began with a 22-year-old beautiful yoga teacher and snowballed from there. Furthermore, the women were attractive young and had money; they began to ask me out on dates, inviting me to business meetings, networking events, and weekend getaways. Interestingly, the women were not after sex; they aspired to ascension, wisdom, business knowledge, and intimate connections; I maintained a slight celibate state. So I said goodbye to the spiritual teacher in me, the workshops and seminars and ventured into the world of women. I gave thanks to my friend, Shiv, and never saw him again, but I hope one day to reunite. Also, I would leave Toronto, and alternative thinking to fly out to New York, where all of my inner work opened up the Hieros Gamos to help a woman turned widow.