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"Thanks Andromedaner-"
"I just watched "The Mummy" with Rachel Weisz and had to listen to the excerpt from the Audio book. Sounds great AE!
This Movella, reminds me of Dorothy Eady (Omm Sety), a British woman who remembered to be an Egyptian priestess from Pharaoh Seti…"
This Movella, reminds me of Dorothy Eady (Omm Sety), a British woman who remembered to be an Egyptian priestess from Pharaoh Seti…"
"great voice over"
u exist upon the Earth with great purpose,2 assist n the awakening &ascension of humanity,4 these r the final days of the current realit
Greetings! From heart to heart in this moment we speak, I am KejRaj!If you are reading this message, it is not by chance but by design. Spirit is reaching out to you. Spirit wants you to remember; You did not incarnate on Earth empty. You arrived…
"✨✨✨💜🩶💛✨✨✨🛸✨✨✨👏🏻😁Selamat majon...!!𓀎𓀍𓀌𓀀𓀓𓀕𓀋"
"Yeah, that’s so true.👌🏻"
"Love it!😍✨"
This is Movella's recolection of her life as the Pharoah Taursret!
Audio clip-I Was Tausret: A Past Life Discovered Through The Akashic…
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Now thats funny. Something that does not exist inflating to creat nothing?
Incoherence, being unconditional by nature, will likely cause collateral damage, given it meets the parameters of sense and reason.
Fear is an effective method, despite being labeled as negative. Otherwise the experiment might break apart, since reality is subjet to our perception.
However, you can see the change up close. Trauma makes it so it's sensible. Fear is meaning.
Love is another method, yet most human beings I came across have shown a greater response towards instinctive impulses, rather than the conscious notion of affection.
Still, the idea that there's no sense to all this, makes it so I need dramatic experiences to keep my "self" within gravity.
Between the duality of love and fear, without reaching neither of both. Fearful of discovering its unveiled nature, myself on the reflection of many eyes.
Hope(Fear) keeps me sensible yet static, even though I can see myself disregarding life once again, as the illusion of experience.
A theatrical dream of no one, which I can't bring myself to play out.
So many joyful eyes, yet I see the strings, again and again.
Almost like... magic has been lost to me.