June 11, 2011. DREAM. I was given a brand-new, sophisticated laptop computer, with carrying case. It had all the special programing and attachments necessary to set up and operate a business, with unique capabilities to coordinate seamlessly with the stock market and to track business progress in real time. Using the new functions of the 
computer, I named my company Monk. Since I could list anyone as head, I registered Sananda as my CEO. The stock market symbol for Monk became MNK. All was officially set to go.
Interpretation: Attuned with Krator’s spacecraft, all that previous afternoon I had been feeling high-level energy projections. I moved in this third dimension as if I were operating underwater, with some difficulty. I had had a deep meditation wherein my golden Motah light body had transfigured me. So, before I went to bed that evening, I had asked if there was any update from Krator. I believe this dream gives the clue.
The new computer represents the connection with the hieronic projections, for a new anchoring of my light body on Earth. Monk is the name of my company, or consciousness; figuratively and literally, I am a monk, one who is dedicated solely to Spirit. Sananda, Prince of Earth, is CEO, or the chief executive officer of the Second Coming program. He also represents my own Christ consciousness.
The stock market, tracking business progress, symbolizes the real-time connection with the wider, planetary hieronic network, through which one can take stock of one’s individual functions, operations and results at any given moment, as well as those of others.
When I awoke, I chuckled to myself, “MNK might mean: Motah and Krator.”
June 12, 2011. PENTECOST MEDITATION. Robert, MariLyn and I sat in meditation at 11:15 a.m. Locking onto me with a hieronic beam, Krator made contact. While he overshadowed my auric field, seemingly in a combination of his etheric and astral frequencies, I bilocated. 
Remaining aware of his fourth dimensional presence in the room, I projected in consciousness aboard his scout craft, hovering miles above our I Am Nation headquarters.
Krator mentally relayed: “I have lowered the vibration of my beta craft to the lowest possible level and still remain within the etheric dimension.” He and his crew were stationed at the virtual portal between the etheric or Christ realm and the seventh astral plane, the highest astral vibration. From there, they were able to exert greater influence with their hieronic projections into the astral/subconscious regions in order to implant or materialize a new spiritual frequency on the physical/conscious plane.
“The bright intensity of our projections of light has sent the mice scurrying,” Krator said with a twinkle. He referred to those on the astral who, though not necessarily of negative intent, were “nibbling” at our spiritual force field for their own self-absorbed interests. (I had had several encounters with such mid-level astrals in my dreams last night.) Moreover, he had parleyed with our seventh-plane astral guardians, including higher astral Indians, who are responsible copartners for our protection. New refinements had been secured by these negotiations.
“Your astral force field in this environment is very clear,” he commented, “but there are always improvements that can be made. Our hieronic projections will bring even greater clarity.” He revealed that this action was for the melding of astral/subconscious and physical/conscious aspects and bodies, which will allow a new step in anchoring our etheric/superconscious light bodies on Earth.
“That is another reason,” he explained, “why I had projected in my astral body to you during the auric balancing on the 9th. [Click here.] It was part of this process of lowering our etheric vibrations closer to the astral level for this work.”
Aboard his craft in my fourth dimensional body, I saw much activity. Krator and his lieutenants consulted large, colorful, computer-generated, holographic maps and charts. Projected onto screens operated partly by mind control, these images displayed the results of similar hieronic projections being coordinated through other light workers on Earth by the hierarchal network of spaceships. “Nothing is static aboard this craft,” the Martian relayed. “Also, we have visitors, honored guests, coming and going, adding their input, assessing the status of the present operation.”
Next, he performed a hieronic procedure. To help me understand, he projected a prosaic image in my mind: he inserted a “magnetic Zip disk” into the computer of my astral body, at the third eye. Krator explained that the “disk” contained the “beta programing,” or hieronic prototype, of new vibrational frequencies he was installing in our astral bodies. (Immediately I recalled my computer dream of the previous day.) His use of the term beta clarified why he initially had called his scout ship “my beta craft.”
After perhaps ten minutes, Krator removed the “computer disk” from my auric field. At once, there began an infusion of transformative white light; a form of “nuclear fission” ignited throughout my astral/soul body and subconscious mind. He explained that it would take the next twelve hours — till midnight, approximately — for this new high-frequency programing to wend its way through all subconscious levels of our auric fields. (That recalled his original statement, from last Wednesday’s channeling, that he was assigned to our force field for “one hundred hours,” which would culminate around midnight on Pentecost.)
All during this contact, I had been feeling periodic energy surges in my chakras and in my physical body that I typically experience in a buildup to a vocal channeling. Krator explained, however, that the stepped-up effects were due to the triggering of similar electromagnetic impulses inherent to this new hieronic implantation in the auric field. Since the work would have to take place undisturbed on the inner, subconscious levels over the next twelve hours, he would not interject himself further by channeling vocally in this meditation.
Note: For the rest of the day I felt the effects of the hieronic projections, and I worked to keep physically grounded. When I went to bed around eleven o’clock that night, my crown chakra still was very activated, and my nervous system was becoming overloaded. I let the energy flow through as best I could, and fell asleep. I woke up about 2:00 a.m. My physical body and chakra centers were entirely balanced and at peace, with no aftereffects. My immediate thought was, “Krator has gone.”
Photos: (1) Phillel, 2007, Mark-Age Archives. (2) Strange World © by Hartmut Jager.