Past Life Memories

[Seth Haniel]

Let me tell of things I know
of signs that point the way to go
Of voices that tell but do not speak
and all we have to do is seek

Take regression then for the theme
you were probably once an Egyptian Queen
In lands far off in times removed
ask ISIS for your power it is never refused

So as one of the select few
you came to from space to live on Mu
A keeper of the Emerald tablets
hidden now for our earths interest

Then as the waters start to rise
aware space brothers realize
A trip to find your new earth station
a sojourn in Egypt your next incarnation

Your long black hair Egyptian style
worthy of any ruler over the Nile
Has this appeared to you in your dream
for in the life after you were an Essene

From 12th Dynasty to 12th Century
how many lives in a Akasic memory
Awaiting now ready to set free
when you reach for that Golden Key

I myself must have lived before
where when and why must be in store
As Karma finally works it out
and this world opens to let me shout

‘Let me return from where I came from’
to the sixth planet from the sun
For me that planet has a special ring
Saturn fate reveals was I its king

Through ancient worlds all throughout time
Atlantis, Egypt, to Toltec mines
Essenes and Templars to Arthurs table
enough of dreams it all can’t be fable

As we are drawn back to our beginnings
taken to places with special meanings
Egypts call already answered
to Israels promised land waiting on cue

To people who we’ve met before
returned at crossroads faith to restore
A sure sign that the path is kept
and into darkness we have not leapt

To travel down a path we know
for our advancement the spirit grows
As its journey again traversed
is the material world now spinning in reverse

[Seth Haniel]

anyone any memories?

[Zeddo]

radiating mauve's
soft sublime
my home it is
since all time

slender brethren
in light cloaked
my flame and passion
continuous stoked

Living shell
that holds us fast
and yet breathes and gives
to us at last

the lamp of life
the joy of home
long forgotten
yet leaving none

I met with them
just the other eve
I was surprised
and yet well grieved

that I had forgot
my family there
awaiting patient
beyond the stare

cloaks of light
can best describe
my forbears
and my tribe.

Once again
I do need tell
the change in me
is going well

and for this change
I need thanks give
to them that dwell
where no man lives.

[macrostheblack]

Hi there

I have always carried a strange memory of being stood atop a desert hill with 2 others. We were looking down at a giant stone cube made of small blocks of stone. Lines of people where down there too carrying out tasks. I get the feeling i was part of a planner or supervisor team. Dont think i was looking at pyramid building but an attempt to copy them. But thats where it gets alittle hazy. So not sure.

I also have a strong memory or feeling towards pompei. It all started at school when shown images of the volcanic eruption that took place in AD79. Seeing the casts of the bodies of man and animals left me feeling part of it. Brief memories of breathing difficulties filled my mind and gave me fear which puzzled me.

[Zeddo]

I went to a regression session (no rhyme intended !!!) a few weeks ago and was indeed jolted into a new reality, hence the little "poem" above.

Love and Blessing

Zedd

[14 Chakras]

So as one of the select few
you came to from space to live on Mu
A keeper of the Emerald tablets
hidden now for our earths interest

Then as the waters start to rise
aware space brothers realize
A trip to find your new earth station
a sojourn in Egypt your next incarnation



Great poem... I like what your getting here... I share a similar vision... many volunteers came here back in Lemuria days (most from Venus) to help raise up the planet, because it basically got attacked and fell pretty hard... most of those volunteers have been here for the ride ever since, most long since forgetting their origins... I believe these may be the 144,000 mentioned in the book of revelation...

finally, the victory is near, when the earth will be raised back up to the abundant state she was before the sojorn into duality...

I would add to your poem, after the waters rose at Mu, it would most likely have been off for some good times on Atlantis for a few embodiments before Egypt...

[macrostheblack]

Realisation of things past, things future is an effect of mankinds eyes opening from a closed sate. This is the end of times in terms of blind leading blind. Light and clarity will welcome mans open eyes in the coming years. Ultimatley, we are in a time where we stand up and no longer linger for misuse by insidious beings with selfish aims.

I often realise that man holds so many keys that unlock doors that those holding us back wish us to forget. We ae feared for we are more than them.