73 – The Dark Council – Aftermath

Something isn’t right…

The Dark Council was gone.

For something so major, it made me wonder why there wasn’t more said or known about it. After all, as Ecclasia said in the comments, the disbanding of the Dark Council was a game changer.

Something felt off. On the 11th of January 2017, I decided to investigate what was going on and find out what the reaction was. That night, I Mind Travelled.

What I found was interesting. I expected to find the denizens of the Astral World either celebrating or at the very least, relieved.

Instead, I was in this reddish area that was like a series of rooms in a dome like structure. There were guards there and they asked who I was and what I wanted.

None of your business

I said I sought information about The Dark Council. They told me that it was no longer in its current form due to it being disbanded.

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71 – The Dark Council Deal

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Neutral

One of the criticisms that are often levelled against me, as Geb, at least by those who knew me, was that I would rarely act or get involved. I was said to be indecisive, and it took me forever to do anything.

It is true that, in my Lightbody, I might wait for centuries to act. However, when the time finally comes to do so, I move very fast and am very decisive.

Timing is everything, and I know my timing.

Other common complaints I get are that I always work alone (something I’ve had quite a few yelling at me about over the years) and that I never reveal my plans.

Both are true because, when I rely on others, they rarely do their part. Very few have ever proven consistent and when timing is everything, it’s best to do things as they come up rather than wait for others to not do them.

As for my plans, the old saying, “Loose lips sink ships,” is very appropriate here.

The Phoenix Archives Download

The reason I bring this up is because sometimes I have very long-term plans that carry on from lifetime to lifetime.

I trawled through the downloaded information, I obtained from The Akashic Records, but found nothing useful.

But in The Phoenix Archives, I finally found an item of interest. One that was not in the public domain.

Something that went back around sixteen thousand Earth years. Back to the days of Atlantis.

I made a deal with The Dark Council.

The Deal

It was a simple one. As they found me an annoyance, but something they were having trouble removing, they decided they would rather be on better terms with me than not. So, an offer was made.

I would leave them alone for around sixteen thousand years and in return, they would leave me alone. Then, once the time had ended, they would grant me one favour from the council.

Normally, unless you were part of the Dark Council, such favours were reviewed on a case-by-case basis and only ones that benefited the council itself would be granted.

Also, such favours were subject to the rules and conditions of the Dark Council’s Charter, which meant that once they were granted, you were pretty much indebted to them.

The Price

You did not have to be part of The Dark Council to approach them. It was certainly an advantage if you were, as your requests would have to be honoured.  However, if you weren’t a member, then it was at their discretion as to whether they would grant your desire or not.

If they did grant it, it would mean you would always be at the service of the Dark Council, and that was never a good thing.

Still, most Beings seem to be very short sighted. They only see the immediate future and never consider that at some point, they will still be paying for the gains they got back then.

So yes, you might gain incredible success and fame for a while, but you’ll be paying for that for the rest of your existence.

One Favour

Our deal was that I would be allowed to ask a favour at the end, but naturally, it was not a free ride. Even though they would be obliged to grant it, all the charters and rules would still apply to me.

That meant that I would not likely ever call in the favor as they knew the last thing I wanted was for them to have access to my Phoenix Energy.

Still, it was something I could work with. It was the Ace that was up my sleeve.

Because I work alone, I never revealed this agreement to anyone.  This left most to speculate that I was not that much of a threat and my stance on things was neutral. Something that, even to this day, there is anger toward me about.

Winning The Lottery

As mentioned, I searched my private archives for something I could use to free Ecclasia. The agreement finally downloaded into my consciousness. I checked it and found it was valid.

It was like finding a token you could use in any way you liked and get anything you desired. It was somewhat overwhelming and like winning a lottery you had forgotten you had entered.

Still, I knew the dangers of using it, but I also knew I had to do so and soon.

So, I came up with an idea.

70 – Investigating The Dark Council

Seeking Knowledge

I don’t know when I started calling them The Dark Council, I just knew it was something that existed.

Even back in 2004, I didn’t refer to them as such. It was only around 2010 that  the name came to me.

I remember thinking one night, around June, that I needed to visit an archive to investigate them.  I Mind Travelled to one. At the point of my life, I wasn’t used to going to The Phoenix Archives, so I believe I ended up in one of the Akashic Records.

I was met by three ladies. One young, one middle aged and one elderly. I now know them to be The Fates, or the ones who formed The Triquerta. (Omen confirmed as much.)

The elder one, The Crone, demanded to know who I was. I told her that I was just a simple traveller, seeking out information.

She insisted that I give a name, so I told them I was The Phoenix. Her demeanour instantly changed. She pointed me to a room.

I was expecting it to be some kind of test to see if I was worthy to access the information, but no, it appeared to be the actual archives.

Collingwood

I can only speculate they weren’t happy to see me and did not wish to draw any more attention to themselves, than needed. (Though, in 2019, when The Crone contacted me by walking into and using a body, she claimed they were distracted with their own concerns at the time.)

I entered the room, then, I fell asleep. The entire night, I felt information downloading, including who was going to win the Australian Rules AFL Grand Final for that year.

As that was still three months away, there was no way that information could have been guessed. I also can’t be bothered to even follow what is going on when it comes to sports. (Something akin to blasphemy where I live!)

The football team was called Collingwood, which means little to most of the world, but in Australia and especially Melbourne, they are a very controversial team. You either love or hate them and they had a habit of getting to Grand Finals and losing them.

(And it’s interesting that with the timing of this article, the AFL Grand Final 2018 was played today and Collingwood once again got there… and lost!)

Draw

I figured that if Collingwood did win the 2010 Grand Final, it would be validation of the information in the archives being real and correct.

In which case, I would allow the information to download into my 3D consciousness.

The thought of putting a lot of money on them winning entered my mind, but I dismissed it as unethical, because if I was right, then I had gotten an unfair advantage and no good could come from that.

As it was, they did win that year, but here was the trap. If I had put money on it, I would have lost because the first game they played ended up in a draw. They had to replay the next week, and yes, they won.

At that point, I allowed the information to download into me. With it, I suspect, came the information I was looking for.

Mind Travels

In 2016, when I was negotiating for the freedom of Ecclasia with The Dark Council, I knew I was hitting a brick wall.

At the time, I did not understand who Ecclasia was. How unique and powerful she was. Short of offering myself as a trade, there was just no way The Dark Council was going to agree to let her go.

We were at an impasse. I had to try and find out more information.

That night, I Mind Travelled back 120,000 years to where I believed the council, itself, was first formed.

A useful feature of Mind Travelling is that time is seen for the illusion it is, and you can go anywhere, anywhen, as long as you have the energy and attunement to do it.

Travelling back that far, I found that the council was just getting started. No one really knew who I was, so when I came across certain major players, it seemed that it was the first time they had heard of me.

Lilith

One of them was The Mother of Succubi, Lilith. I won’t recount the events (again) that led up to us talking, but once she found out more about who I was, she made an offer for me to join the Dark Council.

From what she told me, it was about the elite beings (such as gods, goddesses, archetypes, demon lords, etc.,) working together to get what they each desired.

You could ask for anything, and all would be done in the council’s power to make it happen. The counter to that, though, was that you were also obliged to help when called upon.

To preserve anonymity, everyone would be cloaked in shadows. Only the top tier would know who was who. Hence the “dark” part of the name.

Declined

I declined. I did not think it wise to be tied to a system that might force you to act unethically.

She was not happy about it. Though, I have to say, she was not all that vengeful toward me either. Other members of the council decided I might be too much of a threat, so they sought to remove me by either binding me or terminating my existence.

Lilith cautioned them against doing this, citing that there was more going on here than met the eye. She seemed to believe I should be treated with respect and caution.

They ignored her advice and made a few attempts to imprison and remove me, anyway. As it’s not strictly relevant to this subject, I’ll leave out those details for now.

So now I knew what the council was. Still, it brought me no closer to finding a way to deal with them. But I could feel I had something in place. I just could not recall what.