Do you remember before you were born?

Do you remember before you were born?

Before this "you" was someone.

Back when you were You.

You were so excited to come here.

You looked forward to define yourself.

Like me, you wanted to play with all things.

How Happy we were then.

Then it started.

It all went dark.

You forgot, as you squeezed all of your being into this tiny frail body.

How painful birth must be.

Know this then, that death is soothing.

I remember being outside of life and death, of time, of space.

I remember being.

Do you remember before you were born?

Have you tried?

a reply to: QwertyMyself

Most people can remember, if the right regression technique is employed (and they want to do it).

a reply to: QwertyMyself

No

a reply to: QwertyMyself

Yes.

At least, I had a recurring dream that included traveling across some sort of barrier with lines, and boundaries, and energy fields, and of reaching out and being bigger than the Earth, and the selection of my parents.

But I would, wouldn't I.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

No but i have had odd flashbacks of perhaps a past life. I was a Caucasian woman with very dark hair.
I get flashbacks of an house and me in a white dress. I would say I was in a dry climate (which I absolutely hate now).

I have a very odd birthmark on my knee. They say that signifies how you might have died.

I remember being told that evil will win through argument and that all men will believe themselves to be authors, writers of books, also planes will fall from the sky and a light will shine brighter than the sun.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

The only people that remember 'before being born' are the imaginative fantasists and wishful thinkers.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

I was made from death. When evil men and women tortured and abused innocent people in their rituals. The suffering of millions of souls was crying out to God to stop this madness, desperate because times were so dark there seemed to be no love or justice among humanity anywhere.
My soul was stitched together by all those crying out and even the 'dark' entities they wanted to conjure in their magic were appalled by the evil of humans.
They formed me to give humanity one last chance of redemption.

originally posted by: Peeple
a reply to: QwertyMyself

I was made from death. When evil men and women tortured and abused innocent people in their rituals. The suffering of millions of souls was crying out to God to stop this madness, desperate because times were so dark there seemed to be no love or justice among humanity anywhere.
My soul was stitched together by all those crying out and even the 'dark' entities they wanted to conjure in their magic were appalled by the evil of humans.
They formed me to give humanity one last chance of redemption.

Phew, thank God you are here then. So what's the plan?

a reply to: midicon

None of your business.

originally posted by: Peeple
a reply to: midicon

None of your business.

So no hope of redemption for me, despite being human and part of humanity?

a reply to: midicon

No. But you're not one of those who have to decide.

a reply to: Peeple

How unexpected of you to play the game.

The abomination will cease.

This I swear.

a reply to: Peeple

They formed me to give humanity one last chance of redemption.

The entities or those that suffered?

My very first memory is being led down stairs with an entity at each arm. I had wings and was being led to a pool which we walked into. I was dunked into the water; a reverse baptism, and my wings fell off. I was then dunked under water and I was pulled in by a drain and soul sucked into a body on earth. Then I was born and started this life.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

What if the abomination is just looking for Love?
A walking, talking Love Bomb God has blessed.

a reply to: RAY1990

All of them. Plus ALIEN!s gene mutation so they can observe what's happening.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

I used to have a really strange dream where i was being chased along a pitch-dark tunnel with something in pursuit behind me, feels like im running in quicksand, and whatever it is behind me is catching up, but then i would emerge into the light and wake up in a pool of sweat.

Always put that down to some kind of latent memory of being born.

a reply to: andy06shake

Usually such dreams represent a worry or fear you are having at that time Andy. Once that worry or fear is resolved the dreams of being chased can vanish.

a reply to: QwertyMyself

Yes, but speculative....please be open minded here...

I have a symbolic mental snapshot from when I was given the electrical jolt of LIFE in the womb with the static electricity Mum and I had built up between us which crossed the embryonic fluid barrier when it had reached a peak charge.

Rock and roll with a spark from the "do-si-do" of an electrical dance can do that perhaps.

A bit like how lightning works when two opposing electrons try to go where they believe they should out of necessity, one from the ground and one from the atmosphere, only to be met by surprise with their counterpart in the middle and the momentum of the greater fuelled charge creating the direction of flow with the momentum and potential we are all gifted "in the beginning". A "GENESIS" moment.

The resistance of the umbilical cord meant I recieved most of the "oomph" available which was needed to start this ball rolling, kickstarting the blob and creating a beast.

ROCK ON!

The snapshot consists of just the left side of an image perhaps indicating the direction of the spin of the electron when it danced with it's partner in the embryonic fluid (do-si-do), a very young phoetus far left (me), a transluscent barrier beyond (skin), and something beyond that (the outside world). There was also the memory of sounds, fluid and insulated.

I have often wondered if this moment and the spin of the dominant electron in the static charge can determine a left brain or right brain thinker and which hand is our dominant one from birth. The difference between a "6" and a "9" maybe?

Wierd I know, but I love the fact that I have always had this image.

I've been much further in regression and that is a whole different cosmic journey that will never end until this mortal coil runs out of capacitance.

Thanks Qwerty. Keep it "out there", it affords us all perspective.

My second thread here on ATS: Memories Of The Womb