Thursday, January 6, 2011

Life on Olkabar

Today, I thought I'd post a past-life-regression I once had.  This is the second regression I'd ever had that felt like it was real; and though it was technically accurate to what I asked for, it was nothing like what I had in mind.
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6-21-09  5:40pm  Past life regression Olkabar

I attempted another past life regression. This time I asked for another life "Relevant to love."

I had the image of myself as an alien being.  Dark charcoal-gray skin, large eyes with green slitted pupils.  I was walking through a street in a small but busy desert town.  The buildings were squat stone, boxy, with domes on the roofs and a ring around the dome.  Sometimes the rings would appear as light, other times as solid metal.  There was a man in the streets playing with some sort of dice.

I also saw a vision of another city from later in life.  This was a large city made by the same civilization, but it was at night, surrounded by forests and a lake.

I moved in time to an important incident.  I was back in the desert town and the sun exploded, leaving behind it's molten red and black remains.

When I asked my higher self what I did for a living, I got a bunch of confusing imagery.  (As if there was nothing in our society that actually compares.)  I kept seeing shirts, as in "giving the shirt off my back."  I don't think I made shirts.  I also kept seeing the dice the man in the streets was playing with.  Maybe I was a gambler?  I don't know.  Nothing I saw seemed completely accurate.

I asked to see the most important person to me here, and I saw my son.  We were at home and he was sitting on my lap.  We were building something out of wooden blocks.  He was a toddler.  It was a very tender moment.

These are some of the questions I asked my higher self.

Q- Is my son alive now?
A- Yes
Q-Where is he?
A- Not here. (Mind your own business.)
Q- What was the relevance of the exploding star?
A- It gave new life.
Q- Can I ever go home? (Meaning this other planet.)
A- No.  It is here. (Meaning my heart.)
Q- What was the name of the town?
A- Ilkabar (Maybe another attempt at saying Olkabar.  Perhaps neither is correct.)
Q- Will I meet him? (My Son)
A- Yes.
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Notes-
1- I started this past life regression by asking for a time and location.  The location I got was "Olkabar."  The time I got was 12,435 BC.

2- Physically I was 4-5ft tall.  Dark dry charcoal gray skin that looked reptile-like and well suited to dry climates.  My skin did not have any scales, it was smooth with thick wrinkles.  The head was large and round with a pointed chin at the bottom.  The eyes were large and light green with vertically slit pupils. There were small bags beneath the eyes.  My body was small, lean and humanoid with a light athletic musculature.  (reminds me of the build I've seen on some smaller olympic athletes.)  The hands were thin with large soft pads on the finger tips, like what is seen on many small tree-dwelling mammals.

3- When I asked for a past life that was "relevant to love" The images in my mind was of a fun sexual romp through the powdered wig era, and instead I got an alien family in their living room building things out of wooden blocks.

4- I have a nagging, though possibly false, feeling that I made the dice the man in the streets was playing with.  I have had other past life regressions where my job was to make totems or trinkets with religious significance.  These dice had the look of being hand made from clay.

5- The town was in the dry desert.  The sun was bright and the terrain was flat, rocky and light tan.  I have no memory of the temperature.

6- I do not remember if the large city was on the same planet, though I have no reason to believe it was another world.  It was actually one massive spike shaped building with the entire city contained within it.  There were rings around the upper part of this spike, much like the rings around the domes on the small town buildings.  The city was situated near the shore of a lush, beautiful mountain lake.  It was a forested region.  When I think of this city, the word "retirement" comes to mind.

7- The rings on the buildings seemed to have something to do with communication.  Some sort of antannie, perhaps?

8- I consider it important that my job doesn't really compare to anything we have here.

Like all past life regressions, who knows how much of this is real and how much was just imagined.  This regression had a real feel to it, however.

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