my dreams they are rekindled nightmares of my most negative bits of life they move like thick syrup along a cold plate drawn out slowly with no resolution in sight bringing me to the edge of madness and then I am awakened with a thud as if I have fallen from the sky
perhaps a mechanism or some caring soul slapping me into consciousness to save me from the real dark stuff
I've experienced the other side in many ways I've been touched attacked threatened I have also heard the gentle voices of distant souls allowing me a moment of connection I am not quite sure how dreams are intertwined but I am quite sure that they are
"The highest [theoretical physics] models are extremely general in their domains of application and, because of their generality, give little insight into actual behavior." ~Stephen Omohundro : Because humans think both linearly and non-linearly there can be no ultimate pattern of mathematics equations.
We cannot travel through and survive because of the limitations set. Light can escape, as light has cone access that we do not have. Until we are able to dematerialize and rematerialize while also keeping our consciousness, we will never be able to see what is on the other side.
There are creatures inconceivable to our reality on that side, almost like enlarged versions of bacteria and etc.
We are like cells, complex and working to keep this reality at work. Our planet is like this.
The core, nucleus. You can go along those lines.
Anyways, we are able to leave this giant version of us, but only when it is accessible.
Facing a broken mirrored image of myself Pulled in the direction of love Committed to doing everything right for love Then love proved that I’m doing it wrong Often convinced by love that its me Then love proved that theory is false
Before the birth of every creature on earth, there were a lot of processes that took place in the heavenly realms Among them include soul manufacturing and soul delivery, All these are assigned to the seraphims by the Seventh dimension deity, However the soul manufacturing process of the human species differs from the rest of the earthly creatures because they are still connected to the Seventh dimension deity, Hence some humans can tap through a different astral plane. After figuring this out the Sixth Dimension deity who's made completely of anti matter thought he had cracked the code to become much stronger than the other deities, He was going to connect a pure soul to himself but he was caught by the seraphims and brought forth to their leader who without hesitation was given a black eye by the Sixth Dimension deity, The Seventh Dimension deity casted him out from the heavenly realms and turned him into a human being so that he could age and die because he couldn't be killed in his Deity form.
Life is beautiful where you come from and where you're going But 97% of the human species don't know their purpose so life gets ugly for them and they influence the 3% to see it from their perspective, The de-immortalization of heavenly entities happens on it hits the earth, But it has to keep falling through different planes in order for it to lose it's ability to be one with the universe and it's memory. That's how the Sixth Dimension deity was placed inside a human body A different process compared to the Angel-Demon transformation.
Following astrology, every human is born under a planetary ruler and people who share the same planet are similar in nature, The Sixth Dimension deity was placed in a human body that came out of the womb in the second Decan of the month of Tauras. Carrying traits of love, diplomacy and a deep passion to achieve any goal with stubbornness. As a baby he got physically ill more often compared to any other child. He was named Alastair after his earthly father Alastair Mctinis who later died when he was two from chronic illness. His mother who had no job moved back to her mom's farm with him and his young sister Zelda because she couldn't pay the rent at the house they were living when his dad was alive. At the age of five, Alastair had another tragic moment when his mom died of malaria in his arms.
In this ferris wheel I find my gestation and my birth In this eternal loop I take my last breath on this earth In this complex world I see the rest of my life unfold In this life I live now I visit the others I may have known In this one moment Every story can be told and shown In this fixed space All of time, all the times, times to be revolve