Have you ever moved through this world feeling like an outsider in your own skin, carrying memories that don’t quite belong to this lifetime? I have always felt like an alien among humans, not because I wished to be different, but because I remember too much.
My recollections are not fleeting dreams, they are vivid memories of other existences, other forms of being. They come as imprints etched into my consciousness. And because of this, I find myself constantly questioning this world, what it is, how it became this way, and why humanity has drifted so far from its original nature.
I have never aligned with the systems we live within. At my core, I am an anarchist, not in the sense of chaos, but in the knowing that this system should not exist as it does. It feels hijacked. Somewhere along the line, the natural evolution of consciousness was intercepted. Energies are being manipulated; life force is harvested through fear, division, and disconnection.
Yet, beneath all of that, I still see light.
Light, Darkness & The Eternal Balance
Everything in existence is born of the light. Every soul, every form of consciousness carries it. But light does not exist alone. The universe is composed of a perfect balance, equal parts light and darkness, forever moving, dancing, exchanging roles. Darkness is not evil; it is the necessary contrast. But on Earth, some have learned to weaponize it, to use the darker frequencies of fear, anger, and greed to control life and slow the expansion of awareness.
Origins — Before Time Began
A question I have been asked more than once: Where did it all begin? Did consciousness create us, or did we create consciousness?
To me, the answer is simpler and more profound. In the beginning, there was nothing, only the vastness of silent darkness. Then, in a single pulse, light appeared. That light was the first consciousness. It expanded outwards in an eternal toroidal flow, a spiral breathing out from the singularity, then returning to itself to become whole again. Expansion and contraction, the breath of the universe.
Not a line, but a cycle. Not a question of beginnings or endings, but of movement, source experiencing itself in infinite shapes, lives, and worlds.
The First Time I Left My Body
My first true experience of consciousness arrived when I was seven years old. At that age, I had no language for it, yet something within me awakened. It wasn’t enlightenment; it was survival. My introduction to the vastness beyond the physical self was triggered by trauma. In moments of deep emotional overwhelm, I found myself outside of my body, not by choice, but as if my consciousness instinctively expanded beyond the limits of physical body to protect itself. That was when my understanding of emotion as energy deepened.
My mother helped me make sense of what had happened. Instead of dismissing it as imagination, she taught me how to work with it, how to ground in the unseen. She showed me how the emotions I had felt, fear, shame, rage, were not weaknesses but raw, potent energy. They were vibrations.
She guided me to strip emotion of its story, to remove the mental narrative and allow it to exist purely as sensation. No judgment. No resistance. Just vibration moving through the body.
As I practiced this, something extraordinary happened.
The more I allowed emotion to flow without attachment, the more my internal frequency began to rise. It built like a current, a hum in my cells, a high-pitched resonance behind my heartbeat. And then, one night, I felt it reach a threshold. My body could no longer contain the frequency I was holding. As I opened my energy centres there was a soft release, a sensation like stepping out of a shell, and I experienced my first conscious separation from the physical form.
From that moment on, astral projection was no longer accidental. It became intentional. I learned to travel, not just across landscapes within this world, but beyond them, into realms shaped by light, thought, and pure emotion.
What I discovered was simple yet extraordinary: Emotion is the vibrational language of the universe.
Every feeling carries a distinct frequency, a vibrational signature that echoes out into the fabric of existence. Emotion is not simply something we feel. It is the technology of consciousness, the compass, the vehicle, and the key.
Each emotion is a vibration, and each vibration is a doorway.
Emotion is the navigational system of the universe. It is how consciousness travels. To move between dimensions, you do not need machines or rituals, you need resonance. When you express an emotion in its purest form, without narrative or resistance, your entire being begins to harmonize with a corresponding field of reality. That harmony is the key, the energetic password that allows entry.
To shift emotion is to shift reality.
It took time to understand this. Only when I learned to expand and refine my emotional bandwidth, when I stopped labelling feelings as good or bad, and instead allowed them to vibrate freely through my body, did the true architecture of the universe begin to reveal itself. Judgment dissolves. Stories fall away. All that remains is frequency. And frequency is the language of creation.
In those states, emotion is no longer just a human sensation; it becomes a form of communication. Beings in other dimensions do not speak through words, they speak through vibration, through pulses of light and feeling. To communicate with them, one must project emotion as language. Joy becomes a greeting. Curiosity becomes a question. Compassion can be an entire conversation.
Once I understood this, that emotion is not weakness but the very mechanism of travel, connection, and creation, I began to navigate the astral realms with intention. I was no longer drifting, I was steering.When we master emotion at this level, we do not just feel, we direct. We align. We become fluent in the native language of the universe.
meeting the others
In those travels, I have encountered other beings, conscious entities from different dimensions, star systems, and states of evolution. Many other entities I’ve encountered do not speak in words. There was no language, no telepathic English. There was only vibration, waves of colour, pulses of light, raw emotion transmitted directly into awareness.
Some beings were pure light, fractals of consciousness existing closer to source. Others carried the weight of dense evolution, much like us. They showed me fragments of their journeys, how their civilizations awakened, fractured, healed, how they learned to use emotion not as a weapon but as a tool for connection.
What struck me most was how similar our paths are. In young civilizations, emotion is centred around self, greed, control, survival, war. Hatred, when given shape, becomes destruction. Fear becomes manipulation. These energies manifest physically as systems of oppression, exploitation, division.
But as consciousness evolves, emotion becomes less about self and more about unity. Love stops being personal; it becomes structural. It becomes technology.
“You Are Still So Young”
A message I have received, many times, was gentle but firm:
“You are still so young. Humanity has much to learn. You must open your hearts. You must learn to love, not as sentiment, but as frequency.”
They weren’t warning us. They were reminding us.
We are here to feel.
Every experience we go through, grief, loss, heartbreak, joy, ecstasy, anger, is not punishment or chaos. It is education. We are learning the language of creation. We are expanding our emotional capacity so that we can navigate higher realms of consciousness.
The problem is, we hold on to the story. We cling to trauma and identity. But the lesson is not in the story, it’s in the energy beneath it.
Remembering Who We Are
When we let go of the narrative and sit with the raw frequency of an experience, something changes. Emotion stops being a burden. It becomes pure power, an instrument of creation.
This is how we begin to step into our light. Not by rejecting darkness, but by feeling it fully and allowing it to transform.
We are not here to escape the human experience.
We are here to inhabit it, fully, consciously, lovingly.
And when we do, we become the bridge between worlds.
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