I’m not from this dimension, at least not originally. I was originally born on a distant planet in the star system known here on Earth as the constellation Pleiades. I came to earth and incarnated in a body as a human. At the time I did this, my mission was clear, and made sense. Now that I’ve done this several times, with my memories wiped clean with every incarnation, I can’t help but wonder whether I’ve made a very grave mistake in coming here in the first place.
It doesn’t help that the body I’ve incarnated into is not very strong. It gets colds and injuries easily, and seems to not have grown hard and strong at all, but rather, fat, lazy, and weak in strength. I have incarnated many times on this planet, but I cannot recall any of the previous incarnations. Some of them may coexist with me now, as time- as you call it here on Earth – is only linear in this dimension: it does not exist in the others, and this linear time seems like quite a difficult thing to get used to.
Another thing I find difficult to understand, even though I am just as much a part of it as anyone else here, is this concept of inequality among beings, and of suffering, which is often enforced by one creature, or group of creatures upon others. Perhaps this must be explored further. This other thing that creatures seem to do in this physical realm involved the discorporating and consumption of other creatures, in a process of ingestion, often with long preparation periods. This world has a vast array of assorted kinds of creature, and really no one is greater than another, even if one of them is called a man and another is called a strawberry.
This concept of reproduction and death seems like an oddly foreign concept as well. All of us in the astral realm must “possess” a living creature in the physical realm, in order for the creature to be “living,” there are a fixed number of us in the astral, and all of us are constantly going through different categories and incarnations.
This current incarnation I’ve incarnated as a human male, perhaps one of the most complicated and perplexing creatures on this planet. The human species is a varied and often illogical one, even if they are among the most intelligent and creative of earth’s creatures. Humans often seem to commit acts of sheer foolishness, which is sometimes comical, and always offensive, although without my full memory, it’s difficult to discern that.
Perhaps I’m just feeling homesick for a home I cannot return to until after this linear time has expired. I don’t like this thing called “waiting.” I’m told to have something called the virtue of patience. Virtue seems to me to be another human invention, as without linear time, there cannot exist such a concept as waiting.
In the realm where I come from, there is also an incorporation from all beings, interconnecting one another. In this realm, some of the creatures have figured this out, but it seems largely rudimentary and artificial. This thing that humans recently invented which they call “the internet” is a step in the right direction, but still, it is artificial and seemingly controlled by some who are trying to keep others under them, and stop them from rising up on their own… perhaps they are afraid. Fear is a terrible emotion to control creatures with. There are only two emotions, fear and love. All others are mere aspects of these two.
This physical realm seems to me to be a harsh, cruel place, and perhaps this is why we incarnate here, in order to bring about a balance, because we come from a place of unconditional, spiritual love.