I don't know how many times I have sat down to write and share something of this nature, a good ten times, at least. I always deleted it.
I think it is highly likely that the human genome as we know it today is a composite of terrestrial and extraterrestrial DNA. I don't believe or know this to be true. I don't think anything is inherently true. Maybe even that statement. :-) life to me has become a spiral of duality and the unknown.
If you has asked me a year ago what I believed to be true I would have told you emphatically that we are bread from aliens. No doubt about it. I would have boasted with pride full eyes, that now look to me like someone who has been hypnotized, "I am an ET contactee. I've spent lots of time with aliens and such, my DNA has been activated and in some cases modified...." I would have rambled on and on about all the things I though to be true. I would have tried to convince you too. I would have pounded you with my beliefs. If you disagreed with me I would have judged you and pushed you into the box of another brainwashed zombie created by the "controllers"
Now, I say to that girl, hold the phone! Pause. Are you sure you are not zombie? You are being kind of an asshole, thinking you have it figured out. But maybe, you don't.
Now, again, I don't know how we all got to the current state we are in. DNA or otherwise. The alien/ extraterrestrial theory makes aloe of sense. Especially once I dove into the vast amount of folklore and mythology from all around the world. However, I see now that myself and the rest of humanity has a strong hunger for belief in story. If something checks the right amount of boxes needed on our list of explanations we will accept that story. In a way, taking the easy way out, rather than being in a state of questioning the complex and finding calm in the strange and sometimes beautifully scary world of the unknown.
What I do know is there is a lot more to this world than meets the eye. I would say magic and story everywhere. We could say that this has all been some corrupt cover-up to keep knowledge and power on the hands of the oppressors, sure, but I choose to find mirrors and symbols in anything and everything whenever possible. The oppressor is me. My fear.
I have been very vocal to some people in my circle about my beliefs and views and possible experiences with other realms. Very vocal, almost to the point of a manic state, spewing and most likely rambling because i felt sone sense of acceptance.And with other people, mostly those of my family I have been very quiet. I have pulled away and just about disappeared. I have compartmentalized and it is reeking havoc on my mind.
I have not shared the things that I find fascinating for fear of how it would be received. Or more so fear of how I would might react and lash out at my questioners. I cocooned my self. I feel myself bursting out and finding joy again as the butterfly, riding the unpredictable winds. I do not want to feel alien to my friends and family. I want to share and maybe understand more. I want to do this with the grace and gentleness of the hibiscus while search for the love of the rose. I was on a quest for knowledge and now I ask for honesty and real unconditional love. But I must demonstrate it first.
This is the first of many more blogs, it eases my mind to write and I am curious and excited to see the outcome of my actions. It is not my intention to change anyone's views or "wake them up" that is not possible. Certainly when I may very well be the one who is sleeping lost in dreams and stories. It is my hope to bridge the gap between my friends and family. I want to make ohana everywhere.
I will write more about my experience and perceptions with these possible ETs or aliens, or those that I label "others". Some say they come from specific places and planes of reality. Others may exist in spaces with no names or labels that I can easily define and place into a box with my mind. I do not know if any of it is "true". I question all the time where and exactly how my consciousness and maybe even my physical body goes to such places.
It has all become story to me, ways to see the world at different angels. These stories may expand views and bring up questions, they may be beautiful to you. But I warn you, my friends and family, these stories at times get very bizarre and even scary to me. So, if you find yourself getting scared or any other emotion as I share with you, please, ask yourself ,why?
I have been spiraling by myself for what seems a long time. I am now more grounded with the walls falling down around me. Even having fun with it. So, join me if you will, and let's "talk some story"
Aloha Nui
I think it is highly likely that the human genome as we know it today is a composite of terrestrial and extraterrestrial DNA. I don't believe or know this to be true. I don't think anything is inherently true. Maybe even that statement. :-) life to me has become a spiral of duality and the unknown.
If you has asked me a year ago what I believed to be true I would have told you emphatically that we are bread from aliens. No doubt about it. I would have boasted with pride full eyes, that now look to me like someone who has been hypnotized, "I am an ET contactee. I've spent lots of time with aliens and such, my DNA has been activated and in some cases modified...." I would have rambled on and on about all the things I though to be true. I would have tried to convince you too. I would have pounded you with my beliefs. If you disagreed with me I would have judged you and pushed you into the box of another brainwashed zombie created by the "controllers"
Now, I say to that girl, hold the phone! Pause. Are you sure you are not zombie? You are being kind of an asshole, thinking you have it figured out. But maybe, you don't.
Now, again, I don't know how we all got to the current state we are in. DNA or otherwise. The alien/ extraterrestrial theory makes aloe of sense. Especially once I dove into the vast amount of folklore and mythology from all around the world. However, I see now that myself and the rest of humanity has a strong hunger for belief in story. If something checks the right amount of boxes needed on our list of explanations we will accept that story. In a way, taking the easy way out, rather than being in a state of questioning the complex and finding calm in the strange and sometimes beautifully scary world of the unknown.
What I do know is there is a lot more to this world than meets the eye. I would say magic and story everywhere. We could say that this has all been some corrupt cover-up to keep knowledge and power on the hands of the oppressors, sure, but I choose to find mirrors and symbols in anything and everything whenever possible. The oppressor is me. My fear.
I have been very vocal to some people in my circle about my beliefs and views and possible experiences with other realms. Very vocal, almost to the point of a manic state, spewing and most likely rambling because i felt sone sense of acceptance.And with other people, mostly those of my family I have been very quiet. I have pulled away and just about disappeared. I have compartmentalized and it is reeking havoc on my mind.
I have not shared the things that I find fascinating for fear of how it would be received. Or more so fear of how I would might react and lash out at my questioners. I cocooned my self. I feel myself bursting out and finding joy again as the butterfly, riding the unpredictable winds. I do not want to feel alien to my friends and family. I want to share and maybe understand more. I want to do this with the grace and gentleness of the hibiscus while search for the love of the rose. I was on a quest for knowledge and now I ask for honesty and real unconditional love. But I must demonstrate it first.
This is the first of many more blogs, it eases my mind to write and I am curious and excited to see the outcome of my actions. It is not my intention to change anyone's views or "wake them up" that is not possible. Certainly when I may very well be the one who is sleeping lost in dreams and stories. It is my hope to bridge the gap between my friends and family. I want to make ohana everywhere.
I will write more about my experience and perceptions with these possible ETs or aliens, or those that I label "others". Some say they come from specific places and planes of reality. Others may exist in spaces with no names or labels that I can easily define and place into a box with my mind. I do not know if any of it is "true". I question all the time where and exactly how my consciousness and maybe even my physical body goes to such places.
It has all become story to me, ways to see the world at different angels. These stories may expand views and bring up questions, they may be beautiful to you. But I warn you, my friends and family, these stories at times get very bizarre and even scary to me. So, if you find yourself getting scared or any other emotion as I share with you, please, ask yourself ,why?
I have been spiraling by myself for what seems a long time. I am now more grounded with the walls falling down around me. Even having fun with it. So, join me if you will, and let's "talk some story"
Aloha Nui
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