Originally posted by denirohascome
Very provocative claims, indeed.
But how do you go about explaining birth? Since we're inside of a large dream, wouldn't we remember some aspect of our previous "endeavors"? And
what about when we die? Do we move on to some new species or race?
This is something that I can answer based on some of my pre-life memories. And I will entertain you with some of what I remember.
Before this life, I remember existing as another human. The memories where strongest in my life, when I was two years old, and over time became more
fractal, more collapsed.
I'll break down the memory into some of the fragments I can most recall:
I was in a war, and I was fairly young, quite possibly 18 years old and died when something in the war machine killed me.
There was the sounds of water dripping near my ear, at least that is what I thought it was. However, it was actually blood from my head pooling near
the ear canal.
The sound of the water drops intensified into thunderous sounds as death took over and I turned off, for but a second.
After the death of the body, I was then able to briefly observe the terrain, but that observation was short lived as another being had other plans for
This being of light, stood behind me and emitted a beam which it then proceed to lift me up through all these layers.
I had some time to observe the afterlife and even had a descriptive tour as the being described certain features. One point of interest was this
layer where I thought I was in water, like an ocean up to my waist.
All around my and as far as I could see, where trillions of dime sized grey circles which I lifted into my hand and could clearly see each individual
cell like circles.
The being told me, that they were like me, waiting to return to life. It was an unbelievable spectrum of seemingly endless grey souls.
It was during this conversation, that the being then told me I had to go back and become human. Of which I was not at all willing to do. I put up a
fight and argued with it that I didn't want to go back, and it told me it would be different.
Finally, it would win the conversation by simply sending me back into a new body which is me today.
How the story goes is also interesting, as over time in this lifetime, I would start to have moments where I would become conscious when I slept at
And in that mix of experience, I would start to have dreams that would come true.
In one such conscious experience, I met again this being who asked me what I wanted to experience. And I told it what I wanted, and the being formed
a two dimensional square window and I saw myself in the dream below.
I projected into my "dream" self, so I thought and was very awake and fully realized that I was dreaming and participating with this being in the
dream that was taking place.
Without my knowledge, that dream would one day come true, just as it was "created" by that being.
A very profound day for me to say the least, but it offered tremendous insights into the reality that "something" is creating reality. That reality
is a dream, and I was a participant in it.
Well, many many more experiences to follow, so much so that one day, I realized that I was that being. And everything connected. I sent myself back
here, so I could become that being, it was kind of a paradox that I needed this life experience, so I could fulfill the journey into becoming the very
being that I somehow thought wasn't me.
As the story goes, I do remember much as that being, but experiencing myself as this human right now. When I am here, the memories may not be as
fluid or accessible as I would like, but then, I am also very involved in a human experience, not the full spectrum consciousness I have when I over
see myself as a human having this experience.
In all of this, what I am is merely a part of the same Universe, the same Universal Consciousness if you will, that we are all a part of.
In our illusion of separation, we are all one, we came from one, and return to a state of one. We expand and collapse into a myriad of experiences,
and have done so without the measure of time or space, after all we created it.
The human experience is exactly that... an experience within a Universe that we have nurtured, cared for and propagated with the thrill of our
thoughts, our imaginations and a very evolved higher intelligence then what we tend to have when we compress into human form.
Mortality is a game, and we are masters at making games. Part of my memories which serve me as to why I came to be a human, was out of boredom of the
immortality of endless existence, and this place offers forgetfulness, and the illusion of mortality that made having experiences fun.
We are all a familly united by our common oneness with the Universe, a spiritual familly so to speak. And in that, obviously one of the most
important aspects of this whole relationship is Love.
Which should be obvious but I can explain more as to how love will play a very profound role in our return to oneness.
I would like to comment more on some of the other posts, but am out of time for tonight.