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I felt early on,
then came to only suspect,
lastly, stunned into the reality of it.
Love is a real thing...
Both a pressure, and an immersion...
It is undeniably real.
So I must ask...
From whence to where?
Are we in a stream of this?
Are we conduits through which manifests?
Who is it that manifests as love's personality?
How so?
Sincerely not meant as a challenge - only ignorant inquiry.
I don't expect an answer, just sharing the kind of questions that come
to my mind
Can the answers to such things be found in a psionic download?
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04-12-2025, 11:26 PM
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(04-12-2025, 08:46 PM)pianopraze Wrote: Don’t know about all the things Sirius is saying, can’t speak to that as it is out of my knowledge base.
but I do know many people have reported getting info from looking at UFOs. They say it different ways. But basically psychic data dump into their brains.
it is actually a fairly common claim.
It actually is all in your knowledge base
And very common yes. Previously occulted to a degree, the Akashic Records is available to everyone. You just need focus 10 and intent. Ask the guardians for permission to enter when you meet them.
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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04-12-2025, 11:38 PM
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(04-12-2025, 11:19 PM)Maxmars Wrote: I felt early on,
then came to only suspect,
lastly, stunned into the reality of it.
Love is a real thing...
Both a pressure, and an immersion...
It is undeniably real.
So I must ask...
From whence to where?
Are we in a stream of this?
Are we conduits through which manifests?
Who is it that manifests as love's personality?
How so?
Sincerely not meant as a challenge - only ignorant inquiry.
I don't expect an answer, just sharing the kind of questions that come
to my mind
Can the answers to such things be found in a psionic download?
It can Maxmars and you are the conduit, but the pendulum still swings. A day, a morning. A good morning! Flowers, photo, an extra meal. Conversation. Midday nap with meditation.
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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(04-12-2025, 11:19 PM)Maxmars Wrote: I felt early on,
then came to only suspect,
lastly, stunned into the reality of it.
Love is a real thing...
Both a pressure, and an immersion...
It is undeniably real.
So I must ask...
From whence to where?
Are we in a stream of this?
Are we conduits through which manifests?
Who is it that manifests as love's personality?
How so?
Sincerely not meant as a challenge - only ignorant inquiry.
I don't expect an answer, just sharing the kind of questions that come
to my mind
Can the answers to such things be found in a psionic download?
Love is the feeling we expeience when a certain chemical is released in our bodies. That release is triggered by our reaction to an outside stimuli and projected outwards.
All love is self love really, produced by the self for the self.
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(04-13-2025, 03:55 AM)midicon Wrote: Love is the feeling we expeience when a certain chemical is released in our bodies. That release is triggered by our reaction to an outside stimuli and projected outwards.
All love is self love really, produced by the self for the self.
uhmmmm, no.
Quote:Everything God creates manifests itself to Man sooner or later. Sometimes God confronts him with the devil and the spirits in order to convince him of their existence. From the top of Heaven, he also sends the angels, his servants. Thus these beings appear to us, not in order to stay among us or become allied to us, but in order for us to become able to understand them. These apparitions are scarce, to tell the truth But why should it be otherwise? Is it not enough for one of us to see an Angel, in order for all of us to believe in the other Angels? --Paracelsus
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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04-13-2025, 02:37 PM
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I can't really do the love debate. Literally encounter loving spirits, they are warm, soft. A flame giving you a hug, a soft gentle breeze. Something given and received. There was one following me around a week or two ago.
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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04-13-2025, 03:49 PM
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Passport to Magonia: On UFOs, Folklore, and Parallel Worlds
-by Jacques Vallée
Children of the Unknown—if they arc not real, should we see these rumors as a sign that something in human imagination has changed, bringing into a new light uncharted areas of our "collective unconscious"? -Aime Michel
The face of heaven has been so often disfigured by bearded, hairy comets, torches, flames, columns, spears, shields, dragons, duplicate moons, suns, and other similar things, that if one wanted to tell in an orderly fashion those that have happened since the birth of Jesus Christ only, and inquire about the causes of their origin, the lifetime of a single man would not be enough. -Pierre Boaistuau, in 1575,
Their appearance was like burning coals of fire, and like the appearance of lamps: it went up and down among the living creatures; and the fire was bright, and out of the fire went forth lightning. -Ezekiel
What happened? Do you suppose that ignorant age would so much as reason as to the nature of these marvellous spectacles? - "Philosophers"
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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04-13-2025, 05:28 PM
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It's really hard going through the book. Every page is a journey. A journey that started by getting abducted by fairies. Going back in time and being placed on path where a road from a village to a valley met. A crossroad.
This reminds of some folk I once saw, might have made a post about it.
Quote:The folk arc the grandest I have ever seen. They are far superior to us and that is why they call themselves the Gentry. They are not a working-class, but a military-aristocratic class, tall and noble appearing. They arc a distinct race between our race and that of spirits, as they have told me. Their qualifications are tremendous: "We could cut off half the human race, but would not," they said, "for we are expecting salvation." And I knew a man three or four years ago whom they struck down with paralysis. Their sight is so penetrating that I think they could see through the earth. They have a silvery voice, quick and sweet.
The Gentry live inside the mountains in beautiful castles, and there are a good many branches of them in other countries, and especially in Ireland. Some live in the Wicklow Mountains near Dublin. Like annies they have their stations and move from one to another. My guide and informer said to me once, "I command a regiment, Mr.-."
They travel greatly, and they can appear in Paris, Marseilles, Naples, Genoa, Turin or Dublin, like ordinary people, and even in crowds. They love especially Spain, Southern France, and the South of Europe.
The Gentry take a great interest in the affairs of men and they always stand for justice and right. Sometimes they fight among themselves. They take young and intelligent people who are interesting. They take the whole body and soul, transmuting the body to a body like their own.
I asked them once if they ever died and they said, No; "we are always kept young, Mr.-." Once they take you and you taste
food in their palace you cannot come back. They never taste any thing salt, but eat fresh meat and drink pure water. They marry and have children. And one of them could marry a good and pure mortal.
They are able to appear in different forms. One once appeared to me and seemed only four feet high, and stoutly built. He said, "I am bigger than I appear to you now. We can make the old young, the big small, the small big." PASSPORT TO MAGONIA
https://archive.org/details/PassportToMa...1/mode/2up
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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(04-13-2025, 02:37 PM)Sirius Wrote: I can't really do the love debate. Literally encounter loving spirits, they are warm, soft. A flame giving you a hug, a soft gentle breeze. Something given and received. There was one following me around a week or two ago.
Of course if one has never played with fire they would not know the flames warm embrace.
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But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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04-14-2025, 04:27 PM
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(04-12-2025, 08:37 AM)Sirius Wrote: Blacked out, not for the first time, the last thing I remember is leaving Mars for Jupiter. Need to wait some days or try again. Going to watch the videos now.
Otherwise a magic show.
Fairey magic https://denyignorance.com/Thread-Where-d...-come-from
edit: I know.
I call not love in human frame,
But chrome, and fire, and roaring flame.
She came in smoke and metal breath,
A streak of lust, a dance with death.
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