Happy New Year from one of the 8.

Tomorrow, New Years Eve is here. 2022 will soon be gone. The Pandemic is calming down, the response is being evaluated, and humanity moves on.

This world is a mess. The good people are losing. Putin threatens with nuclear Armageddon; in Iran and Afghanistan, women are being hunted and discriminated against; suicide is on the rise globally; greed is winning.

I am one of the 8. We were originally 14. We came here to evaluate Earth for inclusion in the Galactic Unity.

Six have done their job, and left, leaving their verdict. They have moved on to assignments on other planets.

The rich own more of planet Earth than ever before. A tiny percentage of humanity owns the majority of people, land, and goods. Trafficking is a major industry. You can buy a child on the Dark Web.

The seas are killed by pollution. Rainforests cut down. Fertile soil is put under tarmac, in order to build malls: temples of greed and consumerism.

It looks as if Earth is moving towards segregation. This energy is too dark for other races.

And what is Humanity's response to the encroaching darkness? Loss of faith. People are turning to science instead of faith, as if there is any incongruity in being on both sides.

Albert Einstein said it well: "even though the realms of religion and science in themselves are clearly marked off from each other", there are "strong reciprocal relationships and dependencies": aspirations for truth derive from the religious sphere.

Now, I am certain this edition will classify me as a raving lunatic by some. I am fine with that. I know what I know, and I am what I am. I was awakened to my path back in 1994, when I was invited to be a part of the (then) 14.

What I know is that the children of the world are crying. Their parents have to work instead of being with them. They are put through a grinder; an educational system that fosters sheep-like behaviour instead of independent thinking. They see their world growing harder and harder. Violence rises. Everything has a price, even God's most sacred gift: sexuality.

I haven't put in my vote yet. I do that as I transition from the Earthly plane, and it is by a simple choice: if I voluntarily transition, it is a no. If I wait until I am destined to die, at 96, it is a yes.

The majority of the votes win. So far, you have gathered six no's.

But ... all is not bleak. Your actions matter. If you chose the light, you make a difference.

You see ... you are the one. The one that can make the difference. Your actions matter. Your thoughts matter. The amount of love you pour into the world makes a difference.

Do #randomactsofkindness everyday. #smilesarefree, #kindnessiscool, and if you want to heal the world ... you can do it.

You may feel like I do right now, summarised in my latest song, https://songwhip.com/mancient/stuck-here-in-a-dream (click the URL for links to all major streaming services) but you are not alone.

You have the power to change the world. Now ... just go out and do it!

I am what I am. I know that we are children of the Sun, and that this is a school. As spiritual beings on a sacred physical journey, we all matter. No matter our nationality, our heritage, our age or gender ... YOU ARE IMPORTANT!

Let's turn our Earth House into a Church instead of a ghetto!