Writing

Writing can be an exercise in being spontaneous. Spontaneity can be beautiful or confusing. It's usually one or the other.

One of the single most confusing moments (I had many of these as a young soul traveler) when you go to places in a different cultural context than your home (for me the U.S.A in California).

So, I would have to say the single most confusing experience (when I was young) was speaking with the leader of this galaxy while I was soul traveling in the center of this galaxy. It has taken me literally a lifetime to try to decipher. Here I was a soul traveling man from earth ( a young man not more than 22 years of age) and I was being told by the present leader of the Creators of our Galaxy that I was a human incarnation of his Grandfather. At the time this didn't make any sense to me at all. But, because I was in (another culture) of beings whose natural state wasn't even in time and space I had to sort of just (Go with the flow). Because anything else likely was going to kill my body back on earth that I was Bi-locating out of.

So, when I came back to my body about 1 years time talking to the Galactic Sentience and other Creators who live near the Black hole in the center of the galaxy had transpired.

But, on earth only one night had transpired. So, I found this very confusing as well. No matter what level I took this experience on I found meditating on what had been said to me seemed important not only to my well being but also possibly to all human life on earth as well.

My only request to him was: "Please don't let the human race nuke the planet earth out of existence along with themselves."

His answer to me was "Okay. I can do that but I need to see through your eyes when you go back to Earth."

At the time (I was a very young man and idealistic and full of myself then). Of course I said, "Yes" So, the leader of the Creators of this galaxy said, "Earth and the human race will never be destroyed."

I guess my concern was that I remembered many past lives including having been a young child on Maldek (the planet that was destroyed by a nuclear war that is now our asteroid belt) when it blew up about 65 million years ago.) And I have past life memories of going to Mars in a rescue ship and how Mars civilization wasn't doing well either then so those Maldekians and Martians who survived eventually either moved to Earth or went back to other Solar Systems that Humanoids were all from before Earth and Mars and Maldek. So, I just didn't want to see earth (which I love) destroyed like Maldek was or see the platform of human evolution end again on another planet through stupidity and overpopulation like 65 million years ago.

So far, the Galactic Sentience has honored this agreement with me on behalf of life on earth.

But, after I came back to my body on earth the next day I wondered, "Why did he call me his grandfather?"

This didn't make any sense at all. This likely took place in 1969 or 1970 and then I had many times when I would ask questions for clarifications and I got answers.

What is really important in life is that you and I learn to ask really good questions. It's funny but the questions are far more important than the answers because once you formulate a really good question the answers seem to almost eventually answer themselves. After all there are now over 7 1/2 billion of us to try to answer almost any question imaginable now.