Starship Pilot

      I am a pilot in a sea of spacecraft. There is great conflict here, but in that conflict great opportunity-- that brings a great many people from many places who all go about their business as if nothing out of the ordinary is going on.

      I departed my planet, one on the fringes of the system, some time ago to seek my success out in this sea. And jobs I found, flying cargo and taking on various other odd jobs. But I gradually became aware that something very sinister was occurring. Things I would hardly wish to describe to other than to let you know that your heart would go out to these poor souls if you understood.

      There are those that oppose the empire but they are scattered about the system among the pirates and thieves, lurking on worlds beyond the fringe. For now, all I can do is concern myself with my own survival and hope I can find a way to do some good in the future.

Open Blue Sea

      My life is a life of the open sea. In a one man boat I drift from locale to locale spending more time on the water than in any port. The ocean is beautiful-- the water is clear and a gentle sun permeates the clear blue sky. 

       There is, however, an emptiness in my experience: travel is not for pleasure but out of a deep sense of longing, a longing for reunion with a love from another time, another place, but a love with a sense of eternal continuity. This is what propels me onward, some sense of knowingness that she is out there. What is her name? Could she be out there? I will wander, floating, searching for the rest of my days.

        Fish are plentiful and the sides of my craft are hung with netting. I retrieve a net holding a good sized 15” fish, fattened on the abundance of the sea. I clean the fish and set it to grill. The sun is setting in the west-- purple and orange fill the sky, and on the horizon I see the outline of the white stone city where I will plan to next make landfall.

Forest Planet Love

       This is a beautiful forest. The lush expanses of green extend all around me and are teeming with peaceful, warm, and loving beings. I love it here-- I feel very safe, and very loved. Elves roam and care for the forest and many other fantastic beings of plant and animal nature go about their activities. 

       I am very small-- perhaps 2 feet tall, perhaps shorter. I am some type of mythological being, perhaps a Gnome? Regardless I am a very little man. Before I came here I was not little; I was quite massive in fact, massive enough to soar around the galaxy and think nothing of a passing planet. My spiritual power matched my massiveness, but something was missing-- I could not quite put my finger on it at the time. Now, with the profound Love I feel in the forest I would hardly want to imagine going back to a place without.

      Everyone in the forest speaks-- they speak to me and they will speak to you. Connect with a tree by focusing 1 ft beneath it's base in the Earth and feel the unique personality connect with your psyche. The beings here are highly varied but all incredibly loving and warm. The green and love is fading out. I'm waking up. I'm back, but still feel like I'm there.. The peaceful loving energy remains with me, draining from one existence into another. 

     

Intro to Reality One

        This is a large city, a confusing city, and one some will describe to you to you as “space age” almost like the setting could belong in sci-fi movie. And you might believe them at the description, and would probably find some of it pretty space age yourself -- that is, if you were coming from a strictly earthbound perspective. The truth is - that the amount of life outside of the comprehension of the human race as whole exists in staggeringly massive proportions. This life, unknown to the masses, exists in realities so profuse and disparate that earth beings only aware of their own 3D reality would rarely consider for an instant that it would be possible for there to be such an existence.

Nonetheless, these realities exist in different densities of what can only come to be realized as the infinite possibilities expressed of an omnipresent consciousness that constitutes all of reality and is you, me, higher dimensional beings living inside of our sun, and everything else that exists. All of existence derives from one omnipotent consciousness that is simultaneously creating and experiencing all of reality. It would not be invalid to know this consciousness “God” and the many who call this infinite reality-matrix creator-creation by the name “God” or any other name they may know this by are not unjustified in doing so. Our souls are results of the apparent  division of the one consciousness that sometimes choose to experience separation in order to better know oneness.

My soul is known as Sumajine Samije and it is from the perspective of the developing consciousness of his incarnation, Sam Phillips, that these experiences will be logged. Subjects covered will be diverse and a representation of the avenues of thoughts and realities experienced.