Originally posted by CirqueDeTruth
edit on 27-3-2013 by CirqueDeTruth because: spelling
I mentioned one time on this forum of a memory I thought was a dream that I have recall since what seems like all my life, but I can't remember WHEN
I had the dream. Usually when I have a dream, I at least remember what house I lived in. Waking up from very memorable dreams usually has a nostalgic
tag on it so to speak... of where you were, things that were happening, how you felt, how old you were and where you were in your own mental
progressions in this life's experience if you know what I mean.
but this one just kind of had this feel like it was just so old I couldn't recall when it came into my mind and oddly in this dream... I was an
adult. As a child I am pretty sure that I dream as a child, but as an adult I am usually an adult but sometimes dream I am a child again because
childhood memories are still there.... but if this was a dream, I was a VERY small child at a point I can't recall, but dreaming I was an adult.
In this dream it was like I fell from far up & when I hit the ground I was staggering on ground with very little vegetation and I seem to recall a
crack. I don't know if the crack was in the ground or if I thought the sky had cracked or if it was just the pain. I was in excruciating pain & had
an overwhelming since of doom or failure as I was staggering... and then I saw him...white, bald... he ran up to me and I didn't want to be laid down
but he ran up to me, put his arms around me & laid me down. I don't know if I was mad at him or that we were fighting or if I didn't want to be
touched because of the pain because that is a common reaction to pain, but I knew that he was a dominant figure in my life. When he came up to me I
was trying to look back at something but he wouldn't let me turn my head to look & I thought that there were others, but I don't know who they were
or what we were doing.
I have had weird experiences all my life and met a very pale small man in my mother's kitchen when I was 5... and I don't know if they are the same
person, or if they are related or not, but he reminded me of him... larger than a human, white skin, big dark eyes.
Even though I had many strange experiences, I never understood them... then one day something clicked in my mind and it was like a storm of thoughts
all coming together, conjoining and leading up to that night when I met him.... or should I say met him again. That was over two years ago, going on 3
and since then the experience are more like someone is here with me always & I understand more about certain things, but still have many questions and
my mind just feels like it's been sprouted like a seed and it's growing in more directions than I can explain. I have MANY questons... but since
something clicked in my mind that day, I have been searching for answers which of course lead me here where I told that story but now I longer think
it is a dream.
I had told that memory before because years ago someone asked me about the earliest memory I could recal... and that seems like my earliest memory and
I used to think that the pain I was experiencing was being born and that I was simply sleeping in the womb having this dream... because the event
seemed so intense I associated it with coming into this world. That's how far back it goes and that is the feeling it gave me all my life until I
started making connections that it was no dream. It was a memory but it was not a memory coming from my brain.
I think he put it there. I think he took it out of my head when I died & came to me after I was born and put that memory back in my head somehow.
Biodiversity is a thought that has crossed my mind but it has problems.
Colonization of a new planet by shepherding the life forms on it into more intelligent beings... faster than could ever possibly happen normally to
get ahead of the game and overcome the dangers of the cosmos, because this planet will not last forever. If we were still monkeys, we would not
understand catastrophic meteors. If we remain primitive thinking humans, we will destroy the planet ourselves. The dangers never go away but the name
of the game is adaptation.
They are ancient beings who fostered life on this rock & we have loads to learn, but they don't go around making unnecessary changes. They have a lot
of patience to be waiting for us to try to figure this stuff out & they honor other life forms even if they are mad at them because they understand
the gravity of desiccating life, but regardless, they're on a mission that they never intended to fail.
Do I feel connected to them? Yes, now to a point where I only feel like have half myself now... desperately searching for the rest of myself.
I honestly believe the current mission at hand is stopping the destruction of Earth, stopping piddly plundering wars, stopping black & white thinking
& seeking understanding of us ALL.