reply to post by symmetricAvenger
There is a complication here of course. There are some who believe this planet has been messed with, (not a question asked by benevolent beings,
savvy?)
But instead, power hungry renegades waged war (not just mankind apparently capable of such!) and the consequence was, many different races of people
were trapped here, some for a long time, with some kind of technology that recycled slaves, halting their evolution. I've never known, for certain,
whether such a technology existed.
But one thing that did occur for me, was when I had that past life memory of many thousands of years ago, and it felt like I was looking through a
portal, or window of time, that was incomprehensible to my flesh, but nothing, like remembering a camping trip a few years ago, to the soul. You can
argue all you want about words and meanings. They were challenging enough, but also complicated very simple things.
But, in the window, what I found was hard to shake. It was a week, or more, of dizziness, crumbling rock feeling (in fact I did a meditation,
combined with self hypnosis from youtubes, afterwards and was very surprised when I got down the stairs looking for doorways to discover what looked
like an ancient monolith, a stone slab that you'd imagine led to shangri la, through an ancient mountain pass. shocked the heck out of me!)
It was physically hard to remember this.
And I've had this core need in me, unbeknownst to me even, to find my people. The words that came out of my mouth when I was looking at this video,
and it all happened, was "are they alive still? are my people still alive?" and I felt like I had lost my family, some kind of family that I had
journeyed long with. We had played various roles with each other, mother, child, friend, and they were missed.
Now, there was something in that memory that made it hard to adjust back to here, to earth, to humans. I couldn't understand why in that memory,
with those people, I belonged, I had belonging. I yearned for that. It was a unity they had, by the way. Perhaps a telepathy plus!

But we
knew each other completely, and there were no strangers there. Every one belonged fully. That was what I got when I remembered what seemed like a
classroom or group of children, preteen age.
Its not a question of whether we have to be merely human, and disregard ets, or Creator/Source, who I believe loves us tenderly very much, with great
heart by the way, why is it either or to begin with? I want this race to become a part of a cosmic family, and enter the cosmos. But.....we seem to
have some major problems here. And there are ets helping, they don't appear heartless either, at least some of them.
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