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**SickScent** · (This post was last modified: 04-25-2012 07:46 PM by SickScent.)

This is a recent writing of mine. It was written about a year ago. Some may have already seen this, but I haven't ever posted it on LOP.

My thought patterns on specific concepts that the ancients put forth, that in turn have become constructs of our reality, have changed in the last year.

Imagine, knowing your spirit while being physical, knowing what is beyond physical death, being in communion with not only your past, but others past – being in communion with the universe…No disease, no hunger, no violence, no lies, no distrust in the human condition. Rather everything about your spiritual/physical family of beings is pure and there is nothing missing. The veil is not only gone, it had yet to even come into existence.

Back then, energies began leaving, and the veil was coming. Some began thinking of what exactly that might entail, though they could not imagine it as it truly would become, because the veil, the Forgetting, the separation had yet to make mankind fall into tragedy, trauma and…fear. Imagine…fear was not even in their reality. They were connected to everything.

It was the Golden Age.

As cycles spin round, spiral in form as the universe decrees, the increased energies that birthed their Golden Age – their own version of the Fluff that they resided in – began falling, spinning away from the solar system into mythology, receding into the aether behind.

We spiritual beings called humans were entering the darkness at the same rate that the Fluff fell away, falling away from knowing the universe, falling far from the comfort of God’s communion. A new name took hold…The Fallen. And the process of forgetting our souls began, of being separated from the divine, of the eternal fall from being a conscious spiritual knowing being…to being utterly alone. A massive scarring took place within our collective psyche. During the falling process, when we were in the throes of forgetting what we are, we scrambled to remember what we were losing. Memories carved in stone, raised as monuments, frozen memories defying time. Some held on longer (they had yet to forget, but in their horror, they witnessed others already fallen) but knew that soon we all were going to lose contact with our souls…and so ensued massive trauma, something much worse than death, not only a tragedy to the human condition, but to our divine souls…the horror that was to come…the killing fields that would soak the world through…

They knew that when the Fluff left (the interstellar cloud, though they thought of it differently, of course) we would FORGET. So they wrote to the future. I Ching, ‘religious texts’, pyramids, secret knowledge, calendars, etc. Someday they knew that there would come a day (the universe decrees the spinning of the spiral, after all) when a new Golden Age would surface, and just as our memory once fell away with a receding interstellar cloud, memory would rise once more, like a surging wave, an all encompassing spirit arriving on the cloud of God.

So, in attempts to tell us how to live properly, one with all, without killing/stealing/lying…without fear…they shouted from the past.

But there was a problem…They did not know how far reality would change. When going from one age of light, to an age of dark, ‘reality’ is different – it changes. So confusion and misunderstanding and convolution reigned as one age living in a fading light, tried to communicate to the coming age of darkness.

But they shouted as loud as they could! On stone, on copper, vellum in sealed vase, in symbols, in writing, books, in visions, in dreams, in myths, in prophecies, on pyramids, on monoliths, in calendars, in the alignment of stars, in maps, tombs, in the very monuments and structures of their civilizations…

God, how much louder do they have to be?

Imagine the fear that must have gripped them when the forgetting began to take root. For the first time in an eternal spirit’s reality, the true unknown, the darkness, lay stretched out in front of them (knowing that they would be us) for thousands and thousands of years – with NO WAY OUT…not because there was no way out, but merely because we forgot there was a way.

We are finally beginning to remember again. We are remembering that we were never left all alone. We are remembering that there has always been a way.

Its been a long time, hasn’t it…?

http://blackbagconspiracy.wordpress.com/...-hasnt-it/

**MrRash**

I have read this multiple times. I have always enjoyed it. Let me ask, did this awakening begin for you AFTER Boeing Guy? Was the jump into that research what helped fuel anything?

I followed that thread on TOP like a madman. Sometimes terrified, sometimes elated. At times, all I wanted to do was be near loved ones as the thread progressed. Now, I am excited like a homecoming.

**MrRash**

An off-topic question, but is/did anything ever happen with Project Camelot? I have my reservations about that operation, but I was excited to possibly hear you and Ms. Rennison speak.

**SickScent**

MrRash Wrote:

I have read this multiple times. I have always enjoyed it. Let me ask, did this awakening begin for you AFTER Boeing Guy? Was the jump into that research what helped fuel anything?

I followed that thread on TOP like a madman. Sometimes terrified, sometimes elated. At times, all I wanted to do was be near loved ones as the thread progressed. Now, I am excited like a homecoming.

Almost everything came after, but, I was contacted by some individuals and also given some 'information' that changed me massively, in the way I viewed everything. So, all the pieces ended up fitting into this type of scenario.

**ana** · **ana** . User ID: 84929 04-25-2012 08:01 PM **Posts: 4,852**

the enemy, the fallen. it makes sense. it's why i always think of it as a war. but it's not just all about war.
i wrote this haiku about an hour ago when the enemy had its boot on my throat throttling the life out of me.

confusion, they lied.
they have good reason..
art of war is deception.

and so they made the forgetting and the matrix. trips me out you posted this today, lol. Heartflowers

cause i needed the reinforcement.
Popcorn

**Ahanata**

So it came to pass,
creation tired,
as is prone to do
in its process.

A different kernel
of sentience...
aware, one in two halves
burgeoning with promise
and needing a fertile
base came to existence.

The kernel tossed and cast aside,
overlooked and at times judged...
even with it's offer
of better fruits...
had trials of storms,
and fires and floods.
Crushed, torn and pierced
yet still found hold in
a soil.

And creation put forth waves of
sustenance for a time and a time
of ages.

There came the time of birth
of the new and promise.
few still had
idea of this sentience
and room needed to be set aside
for the new growth.

That time is now.

**Astrochik**

a friend of mine in Long Beach says that the veil is about to be lifted - like tomorrow...

and we will all be able to remember our past lives

but he said the date might change - the insects who are controlling it are unreliable S977

**SickScent**

KeLiy Wrote:

the enemy, the fallen. it makes sense. it's why i always think of it as a war. but it's not just all about war.
i wrote this haiku about an hour ago when the enemy had its boot on my throat throttling the life out of me.

confusion, they lied.
they have good reason..
art of war is deception.

and so they made the forgetting and the matrix. trips me out you posted this today, lol. cause i needed the reinforcement.

**ana** · **ana** . User ID: 84929 04-25-2012 08:22 PM **Posts: 4,852**

SickScent Wrote:

KeLiy Wrote:
the enemy, the fallen. it makes sense. it's why i always think of it as a war. but it's not just all about war.
i wrote this haiku about an hour ago when the enemy had its boot on my throat throttling the life out of me.

confusion, they lied.
they have good reason..
art of war is deception.

and so they made the forgetting and the matrix. trips me out you posted this today, lol. cause i needed the reinforcement.

lol, why are you hiding?

**SickScent**

KeLiy Wrote:

SickScent Wrote:
KeLiy Wrote:
the enemy, the fallen. it makes sense. it's why i always think of it as a war. but it's not just all about war.
i wrote this haiku about an hour ago when the enemy had its boot on my throat throttling the life out of me.

confusion, they lied.
they have good reason..
art of war is deception.

and so they made the forgetting and the matrix. trips me out you posted this today, lol. cause i needed the reinforcement.

lol, why are you hiding?

Synchronicity abounds. chuckle

**Aqua**

OP, hope you don't mind if I add this post of mine from G.L.P.'s way back machine in 2006....as it goes along with your beautiful post.

SPIRALING INTO OTHERS...your souls gravitational pull

Hours upon hours of research from various separate sources... the term ‘as above, so below’ could be viewed as the mission statement regarding how our spiritual universe is perfectly mimicked by our natural universe.

That it is up to us as humans to search for and discover the correlation between the upper and lower worlds and that when we do we’ll see life from a heightened perspective forever aware of the spiraled fingerprint of the divine in our tangible and intangible realms of our existence.

The example in the ‘big bang’ . . the explosion of energy creating billions of stars and galaxies with separate groupings of specifically balanced worlds/planets is the tangible example in the theory of the creation of our intangible souls.

This example could be likened to the ‘big bang’ of God’s powerful explosion of the light particles of our souls, like stardust, strewn into the outer space of life. To which we then naturally begin to gravitate towards those who’s specific appointment it is to exist in our orbit and we in theirs. When we ‘pull together’ in like fashion to the spiraling form of galaxies, we as a soul group can either spiral positively upwards or negatively downwards.

We all have Divine purpose, including the members in our families born with us for that purpose, and depending on where we are throughout our spiritual lives, we will attract those people with whom we need to learn and grow from. Seems our own spiritual atmosphere creates a gravitational pull to bring in those with whom we need to learn the lessons of love and life.

Sometimes we are the teacher and they the student, and other times the roles reverse, but the teacher/student relationship is rarely happenstance. Some teach us during fleeting moments, much like a shooting star that burns it’s trail across the surface of our soul, leaving us in awe at their brief effect on our universe.

Yet others remain in close orbit to our world, doggedly reminding us of our rising tides and the waxing and waning of the reflected light of the sun on our moon.

So who are these souls in our daily relationships? Why do some souls seem to harmonically resonate on our same level while others create dissonance?

Why do we ‘strike a chord’ with some people who pierce through to the very core of our souls, while others, like the Apollo astronauts, merely visit our planet taking with them a few samples from our surface.

Why is it that we can see or hear someone from across a ‘room’ and have an inner sense that they will be involved with us in the future?

**SickScent**

Very nice, Woman. It resonates quite well with the op.

**Leopardsands** · **Leopardsands** Goth Pug User ID: 76478 04-25-2012 08:38 PM **Posts: 13,699**

**SickScent**

Leopardsands Wrote:

**Aqua**

SickScent Wrote:

Very nice, Woman. It resonates quite well with the op.

keep swinging high... ;)