Still jumpin’ in ze limbo.

Well… kinda-sorta. We (all those reading this) landed (somewhere) after that very long limbo… and then jumped again… or we’re in a jump within the limbo? (Which is all part of “The Event,” which you’re in right now… and will have a denouement.) And we’re still in the limbo-jump, now? Yes. Yes, we are. (Note: 15 Tomsk time is midnight PDT.) Lots of jumps, mini-jumps, and ‘groundhog day’ time adjustments:

AND that solar flare/CME the other day…

…that just glanced the earth, was fairly debilitating to CATs and lots of readers. As usual, this was a precursor to a larger one (or ones) coming, so we can help people and not be so affected.

BACKSTORY

For those reading this blog for the first time, we’re not actual cats… how could we type? No, some of us were just trained by them prior to this lifetime juncture… on a specific planetoid (which is actually a base) orbiting around a star in a famous Belt of stars… volunteer-special-extragalactic-forces-now-psychics trained by SPACE CATS… and we then incarnated here on Earth. Totally ridiculous. Then we found each other… “YOU were trained by SPACE CATs, too??” Then, unbeknownst to all concerned, one of us turned out to be an ANGEL in a body… who didn’t know it at the time (“Did you know he’s an Angel?”), because he’s been here on other various missions for a very long time… because putting a spirit in a body makes most spirits forget who they are, eventually… then he was made to remember (via his own free will) about 20 years ago… at this critical juncture… then he got a promotion about eight years ago… and then another promotion (more wings!)… so now he’s a SERAPH who’s barely able to stay in a body without blowing it apart or melting it into goo and lighting his house on fire. Wow, we’re so normal. We also work with portals. And ultra-exotic beings who are at the same level as Angels (there are far fewer of them). And a passel of HOBs — Higher Order Beings. Needless to say, for potlucks, we need to bring a lot of cosmic potato salad.

Btw, the aforementioned Angel — we call him ~AM (though he has an Angel name) — his real form now looks like this:

…except the SWORD is absolutely massive. People stare at him, sometimes, and don’t know why. Otherwise, you’d never know.

We started charting the energy 20 years ago (on another blog platform that got really snoopy and invasive and scroogly, that now blocks our new site and emails, yay) and now we’re… who knows what we are. Basically, we’re CATs. And then some.

FYI, ~AM did some (big) things last night. Let’s see how it affects this… time-jump-line-thing we’re (not) on. Did we mention that this is all illusion? And… is anyone missing, yet? Check around. CATs suspect that “The Rapture” has been modified to happen in reverse. (Basically, Team Dark is getting ‘rapted out’ to various holding facilities. Another bunch left this world FOREVER last night.) Crazy, right? This has all become normal for us.

Are we there, yet? We need a nap.

UPDATE1

Another GRB:

UPDATE2

Interestingly, the 1.2X-flare today was 40 minutes after the above GRB:

Ugh. CATs are fried, today.

UPDATE3 ~ 6/18/25

We are jumping no more. We have apparently landed… somewhere… and an adjustment was made:

Note that ~AM’s meter is showing no more blackness, so we’re out of limbo… and… each day from now on gets brighter, and brighter, and BRIGHTER… there might be more jumps and limbo ahead, who knows? Imagine trying to be SOURCE and deal with a near-infinite toddler who’s broken itself into INFINITY pieces — and all those pieces have their own headstrong free-will. Talk about nightmare parenting.

NOTE

The CATs would like to wish Diana… Godspeed.

UPDATE4 ~ 6/20/25

We would like to thank all those who have invited various CATs (usually ~AM) to various panels and interviews and public events and projects — as well as various CAT readers who have expressed interest in meeting various CATs at various times in various places. We must regretfully decline, because…

1. Coughing up hairballs is frankly embarrassing, and happens all the time, and…
2. Knowing CATs puts you at risk. There are still plenty of agencies and organizations in existence that want to thwart and harrass and harm the CATs — and anyone who knows us. This is the prime reason for anonymity. Also, as ‘quasi-public’ figures we would lose certain protections. One day you will know us. In the meantime, we ask for patience.