Break Free

 

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I did it!  My “wings” are ready, I can use them!  I’m out of the cocoon.  I can fly and on top of that, I can time-travel (sort of)!  The future me is really me!  God was really me the whole time.  The more I identified with him, the more aware I became!  I have two bodies!  A physical body and a non-physical body.  The physical body is subjected to time, but the non-physical body is not.  My consciousness is free!

Here’s another cool thing I discovered:  In the non-physical reality, I am with my group!  I am not alone.  I am never alone.  All the members of the group are one.  It’s not like on earth, where everyone is separate and trying to belong.  When you leave your physical body and enter the next dimension, you automatically merge with your group!  All the members of the group are perfectly compatible with each other and almost identical.  Your identity changes dramatically.

Last year he kept repeating the same phrase to me.  Every day, each time he would appear, the first thing he would say was:  “I am your man, the real you, identify with me.”  I didn’t know what he meant.  I get it now!  He was giving me my real identity, trying to make me aware of it.  What else could he say?  What else could he do?  It was up to me to grasp it!

This is what the phrase means when people say:  “You can be who you choose to be.”  They’re not talking about becoming the next President of the United-States, because everyone knows that only one in a billion can aspire to that.  But you can certainly choose to be something much better, like a time-travelling flying celestial man who has real wisdom, love and power!  Because this is our true destiny.  We are children of the Almighty Creator of Realities, not offsprings of Donald Trump and Hillary Clinton.

Holy crap!…  So what’s happening to me is real!  My whole life has to be redefined now.  My whole life has to be redefined.  Redefined or rewritten.  Maybe that’s what I have to do.  What?  Rewrite my whole life?

You have never written your life entirely.  What are you waiting for?

Maybe I was waiting for this moment.  Maybe I was waiting for my life to be over.  Because that’s when you can give it meaning, once it’s finished.  Then only can you look back and say:  “Oh, I see, that’s what it was all about.”  But my life is not over.  This is just a turning point, a big one, when the caterpillar/butterfly realizes that he can fly and time-travel.  But something has died definitely within me:  my old identity.

Now I’m just sitting here going “Oh my god, oh my god, oh my god…”  After my first awkward flight out of my physical body.  I am dumbfounded, eyes wide open, holding on to a branch, trying to catch my breath, thinking:  “I’m in heaven right now, where I always wanted to be.  All I had to do was consciously disidentify from my physical person and consciously identify with my celestial one.  Maybe I’m dead already?  But I’m not.  Can it get any weirder?”

What should I do?  What should I write?  How can I help my brothers and sisters?  I’m not an expert flyer.

“Don’t be ashamed of your story, it can inspire others.”

My story?

But what is my new identity exactly?  What am I now?  An angel?  A flying time-travelling man?  A cosmic alien?  A god or perhaps a demi-god?  What’s the name for it?  What is it called?  Have we agreed on giving it a title and a definition?  Caterpillars transform into butterflies, but what do humans transform into?  When you realize that you have two bodies that can detach from one another and then merge back together, what do you call it?  Schizophrenia?

I’m conscious of what I can do now.  I became conscious of it yesterday.  Oh my god, yesterday was September 12!  This was predicted four years ago.  I wrote it in my journal, that September 12 would be a special day.  That was in 2012 and I expected something to happen on that day, that year, but nothing happened.  The year was never specified, just the day and the month.  I don’t even know why I wrote that.  It was a mystery at the time.  I just got that sudden impression and wrote it down, and I don’t even remember what it was based on.

I became conscious yesterday that I could get out of my physical body.  Today I’m even more fully conscious of it.  Before that, I only intellectually believed that it was possible.  I didn’t realize that I was doing it already.  Time was an issue.  It was something I thought would become possible in the future.  Something to aspire to.  Now the future has arrived.  I can’t believe it because I always thought that it would happen after death.  And my physical body is not dead yet.  Mind you, I was also told that in the last days, people would be lifted up to heaven without dying (the Rapture).  Well, ladies and gentlemen, it’s happening!

I can’t believe that I told my family already, six months ago!  This is exactly what I told them concerning the rapture.  Of course they all thought I was crazy and my older sister told me that I was possessed (more of less) and everyone agreed.  So if I told them it’s because I knew.  I guess there are degrees to awareness.  Since I told them back then, it means that I was aware of it already, but awareness keeps growing.  It looks like I’m always becoming more aware of my true identity.  And at some points you stop and exclaim:  “Oh my fucking god, this is awesome and this is real!”

It’s only going to get more real, because physical stuff disintegrates.  We all know that the earth is slowly dying and so is the sun.  Non-physical reality is awakening humans and integrating us.  This is the process of evolution that humans are drawn into.  We need to get off this planet before it expires.  We won’t succeed by building rockets and space shuttles.  We just have to look into our dormant inner faculties and powers.  Doomed are those who resist or refuse to accept this natural metamorphosis that is happening right now.

Why aren’t we told these things?  Why don’t they teach us this in public school?  It’s important.  I’m not the first one to notice it.  This phenomenon has been known for centuries, perhaps millennia.  I know that religion does try to teach it, but it fails most of the time.  I think 99% of those who teach it don’t have a clue what they’re talking about.  Maybe this is something you can only learn the hard way:  alone, by trial and error, struggling with your own body and consciousness.

Am I dreaming?  What if I wake up tomorrow and realize that it was just a dream or imaginary?  Should I publish this blogpost now or wait?  I can always unpublish it if one day I realize that what I have written was an illusion.  I don’t want to publish bullshit, there is enough of that in this world already.

I haven’t published anything this month yet.  Maybe it’s time I restart writing publicly.  My perspective has changed (again).  This is a new beginning.  Every day is a new beginning.

Conclusion:  Take the good stuff you learned yesterday, leave the crap behind, and start fresh every morning.  One day (perhaps this very day) you will be able to break free.

Daemon and His Spirit

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Did you try to rapture me?

Isn’t that what you wanted?

Yes, but I got scared.

Why?

I didn’t know what was happening and where you were going to take me.

I just wanted to take you home.

Okay, I know that I called aliens to come and get me a while ago, but this is freaking me out.  I’m not so sure anymore.

Don’t you trust me?

I don’t know… probably not.

You cannot be lifted without merging with me.
Do you WANT to be raptured?

Yes… but…

But what?

 I can’t believe you.  But I’m afraid you might be right.

Why can’t you believe me?

I don’t know, it’s too weird and I can’t see you.

You don’t need to see me.
You can feel me and hear me, this is all that is necessary.

What if you’re not who you say you are?  Not of God?

You analyse too much.

God gave me a brain, shouldn’t I use it?

He also gave you a heart.

I have to be sure about this.

You don’t have to be.  All you need to do is trust me.

That’s the problem.  I don’t know if I should trust you.

Try it, you have nothing to lose.

What’s going to happen to me if I let you rapture me?

It’s going to transform you.

Into what?

Into one of us.

Am I going to die?

No.

Am I going to disappear?

Not physically.

How is it going to change me?

You’re going to detach.

Detach from what?

From everything that is on earth.

Is it going to hurt?

Maybe a little.

Can I bring a friend along, or a family member?

No.  Abductions are only accomplished on an individual basis.

Why?

So that all of the attention is focused on you.

Will you gain anything from it?

I will gain a brother.

What will I gain?

Celestial life.

Is celestial life better than terrestrial life?

It lasts longer.

Is it better?

Definitely.  One thousand times better.

Hmm…  Well, I know I will eventually die if I don’t do SOMETHING.

This is your chance to get a life extension and to experience something different.

It’s tempting.  I feel I have no choice.

You have a choice.  The problem is, you are scared.

Yes.

You need to get over your fear.  A brave person is not someone who is never scared, it’s someone who is afraid but goes ahead anyway.

It’s not that easy, you know.

It’s not that hard either.

It helps when we talk like this.  You always seem to have the right answer.

You are lucky that this opportunity is being offered to you today.

You think an abduction is an opportunity?

Of course.  A once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

I think I need more time.

You have twenty-four hours.

*I look at the clock.  It’s 11:11 p.m.*

Really?

You have a whole day to think it over.  By this time tomorrow, I need to know if you want to be abducted or not.

What if I can’t make up my mind?

I need a definite “yes” from you.  Indecision means no.

I can’t believe this is happening.  I’m imagining this.  Even if I say yes, I bet nothing will happen.

The beauty of it is you don’t even have to believe it.  As long as you trust God, open your heart and say yes, it will happen.  I WILL abduct you.

What exactly will happen?

Look up the word “abduct” in the dictionary.

It says:  “to carry off or lead away (a person) illegally and in secret or by force, especially to kidnap.”

This sounds like an accurate definition, except for one thing.  I am kind enough to ask your permission first.

What “force” are you going to use to kidnap me?

Love

You kidnap with love?  Sounds contradictory.

It’s the greatest force in the universe.  The only one I need.  It’s very effective.

I’m not as scared anymore, but I still have questions.

Shoot.

If you abduct me, are you going to take my soul?

Do you even know what a soul is?

Let me rephrase…
Are you going to take my will?  My ability to think for myself, my free will, is it going to be taken from me?

No.  You get to keep your free will.  But you will have to take down your defenses to allow me to kidnap you.

Take down my defenses?

Yes.  Willingly surrender.

Surrender what?

Your life on earth.

My life?

On earth.

You want to take my life?

I don’t want your earth life.  You can keep that.  But why would you want to keep this ephemeral earth life?  Eventually you will have to give it up anyway.

You said that I would not die.

The abduction will not kill you, if this is what you’re thinking.  But in order for me to take you, you need to let go of your attachment to earth.

Will you bring me back?

Father will decide.

Is he God or something?

Yes.  He rules.

So you’re not even sure if I will ever return?

I’m pretty sure that you will, but either way, you have to be willing not to return.  This is part of the surrendering that is required for the abduction to be successful.

So total trust in you is required.

I’m not doing this for myself, it’s part of God’s plan for you.

You could be lying.

Daemon, if you don’t trust me, trust God.  There has to be trust.  But I will be the one abducting you.  Do you think your Creator would allow a liar to take away your free will without His consent?

Not if He loves me.

Your Creator loves you and He wants to extend your life and this is how he chooses to do it.

Thank you.  I have no more questions right now.  I will ponder what you have just said and give you an answer before the deadline.

All right.

(Oh my God, this is crazy)

Abduction or Rapture

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All this spiritual talk makes my head spin.
This celestial man, daimonic spirit, Jesus, he could be an alien for all I know.
I feel dizzy.  I want to lie down.

I walk up the stairs to my room and lie down on the bed.  “Daemon” follows me.  I can feel his presence.  I am not afraid.  I know he cares and won’t hurt me.  I feel compassion coming from him.  I close my eyes.  My mind goes blank.  I relax and let the drowsiness take over.

At this moment something strange happens.  I have the impression that he is… doing something.  He comes very close.  I feel like he’s… entering my body!  My skin starts to tingle and all of my insides start to shiver.  Every cell in my body is being touched and stirred.  I cannot open my eyes.  I am immobilized!  It feels funny, like I’m disintegrating.  I never felt like this before.  It’s wonderfully bizarre.  What is happening?  Am I being violated?  I think I’m losing my mind.  I’m being lifted up, off the bed!  Oh my God, it’s an abduction!

I’m scared so I try to force a scream out of my mouth and suddenly my eyes open.  Somehow I manage to break the force field that is holding me down.  I gather all my strength and regain control of my body.  I push myself off the bed and look around.  There is no one in the room but me.  Everything is in its proper place, nothing has moved.  He’s not here, and not in the closet either.  I run downstairs and stop at the foot of the stairs.  Where is he?  I look to the right, then to the left.  There is no one in the kitchen, nor in the living room.  I run outside and look above the roof of the house to see if there is a spaceship.  All I see is a blue sky.

Maybe he’s hiding in the basement.  I run back inside the house and all the way down the stairs.  I stop to catch my breath.  All is silent.  I look ahead and see the poster that is hanging on the wall.  It catches my attention.  I stand in front of it and cannot stop staring.

This one:

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It’s a poster my wife and I bought eleven years ago, during our honeymoon.  I can’t stop looking at the girl, her face, her posture.  At the bottom is the name BOUGUEREAU in big letters.  Just above it, in very small print, something is written, the title and the year:  The Abduction of Psyche, 1895.

Abduction?  That word…  I just…  I can’t believe it.  I’m so surprised.  I step back and look at the poster again.  They have wings!  He is not an alien, he’s an angel.  It’s the picture of an angelic guy abducting a girl who has butterfly wings.  They are flying up in the air.  He seems to know where they are going.  She is floating, free, completely taken over, on cloud nine, blissful, gone.

Oh my God!  This is insane.  I hung this poster there over 10 years ago and all I ever saw in it was a young couple in love.  And today I realize that the picture represents, of all things, an abduction!

The Spirit tried to rapture me.  He said we had to fuse together.  He wasn’t joking.

What’s going on here?

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