04-30-2013, 09:12 PM
Hello my sister, and blessings to you in this density from the one true Creator and likewise from we co-creators.
I am assuming that your use of the Greek letter delta is being used such as in mathematics and sciences to denote "change." Is this correct?
At a young age (6 I think), I remember "knowing" that I had existed prior to then, that I had been around for a long time. However, time has gotten long. As I've continued on, I have seen a little of my past. I know I'm not a wanderer of my Brothers and Sisters of Sorrow, but probably a member of the Confederation. Although they help me, I'm still not used to this area of space/time.
I am not sure if I was the one that asked for you or not. As a wanderer who has breached the forgetting, the question I have is worded in poem, to best describe the situation thus. Even if you can't help me with the what to do, you may be able to offer help within the prime directive (1st distortion).
As a babe remembers the life he left, he cries in panic leaving the womb
Those looking on sparkle with lips cleft, they forgot them their pain once consumed
So as papa’s smile then parts his fears, he grins knowing he’s leaving the room
Those looking on anguish in tears, they forgot, but they’ll remember soon
The heart which is heavy has become pressed. Within it, want has all but ceased.
It follows the Source through confining breast, and in need to come outside the beast.
The fool had entered a bog of reek, and cared for croc and lep alike
Now cannot draw the air to speak, and strength to carry falls aside
To stay or leave and direction hence, the choice is all but bow
For that was the sequence of events, the led to what is now.
I am assuming that your use of the Greek letter delta is being used such as in mathematics and sciences to denote "change." Is this correct?
At a young age (6 I think), I remember "knowing" that I had existed prior to then, that I had been around for a long time. However, time has gotten long. As I've continued on, I have seen a little of my past. I know I'm not a wanderer of my Brothers and Sisters of Sorrow, but probably a member of the Confederation. Although they help me, I'm still not used to this area of space/time.
I am not sure if I was the one that asked for you or not. As a wanderer who has breached the forgetting, the question I have is worded in poem, to best describe the situation thus. Even if you can't help me with the what to do, you may be able to offer help within the prime directive (1st distortion).
As a babe remembers the life he left, he cries in panic leaving the womb
Those looking on sparkle with lips cleft, they forgot them their pain once consumed
So as papa’s smile then parts his fears, he grins knowing he’s leaving the room
Those looking on anguish in tears, they forgot, but they’ll remember soon
The heart which is heavy has become pressed. Within it, want has all but ceased.
It follows the Source through confining breast, and in need to come outside the beast.
The fool had entered a bog of reek, and cared for croc and lep alike
Now cannot draw the air to speak, and strength to carry falls aside
To stay or leave and direction hence, the choice is all but bow
For that was the sequence of events, the led to what is now.