wow that's a wonderful photo. must have been some of the gnomes or little people sprite aliens.
hey I just found out about the Montauk project.
they have chairs with electromagnetic fields that enhance thoughts to things in real time.
that technology brings me waaaaaayyyyy back.
yea i'm pretty sure I might have been or at least a part of my soul dq-zdq was exiled for atrocious war crimes.
so I was commissioned on a colonial effort and they made sure i never got off the planet. I've been stuck here, but my soul still remembers how to use the technology.
*hugs* oh I miss it so much. all my programming projects are exceedingly peaceful all things considered. oh well, maybe i'll be able to turn on a new leaf and gain enough acceptance to get back into civilized societies reincarnation cycles.
I've been marooned on this planet for almost 3000 years. and before that i was in a detox prison for several decades probably in the pleiadeian outer planetoid belt.
imagine being denied access to materialize things out of thin air. isn't that an atrocity in itself? oh well, can't argue with the judges.
I guess I have to be a good boy since they put me here, but isolation can do that to a person -- makes them compliant. but in the end it was I that put me here, as I should have known the consequences of my actions.
I got pretty close to escaping to since I got as far as the moon, I wonder what drew me back to incarnate on earth, i'm utterly confused in that respect.
from the low bandwidth uplink I can get with this brain the extraterrestrial elven entities I have been in contact with assure me my term is almost up and i'm eligible for parole in 700 years. now is that fair? oh well, can't do much harm with homo sapien technology. but I have to be good anyways since they are developing quickly and if I abuse the earthlings they might relocate me to an even more remote island in the galactic sea.
Maybe that's just a fantasy i'm currently involved in with. But I seem to learn more about "myself" every few days -- which just adds more plot to the picture.
There is a certain quality of life we earth homo sapiens just haven't attained yet. Oh well, i can only console myself with thinking that I brought this life of exile from intergalactic civilization upon myself. Maybe one day in the future I can be of use to this fruiting bud human earth society.
So if you meditate on your past lives, how far back in time can you go? Do you think you are a native? or was your soul brought here a long time ago?
Can you remember what it's like to be a reptilian, gray, or nordic extraterrestrial? do you use portal technology in your dreams?
Have you experienced thinking and then getting a reply perhaps coupled with an image of the sender that might not have looked entirely human?
.gki. dai ki .q- ja kq bqi ka.l!-wgi.

No comments:
Post a Comment