vaguely familiar, that new person that came into your life today you actually met yesterday in an altered state of consciousness, you were coached in matters you can only believe are up to you but are left up to people you can't see.. hypnotically stimulating
an imprint of my memories, my experience, was transmitted to a duplicate association.. eventually after realizing this method could be applied by anyone to achieve wealth and status, people developed ways to prevent this from happening by channeling transfers to an undesirable medium, usually resulting in death.. but in itself these phenoms became controlled by automated processes and manifested as a powerful tool of war. now almost impossible to make a permanent jump successful, the art died as a personal gateway to triumph.
as of transporting into another dimension for regenerating cells(transference of the soul into a host body).. could be you're tranced and altered cosmetically(unconscious whilst repaired)..
killed, reborn, killed, why can't i remember the abductions.?. the actual acts of being murdered, erased.. jesus died for your sins? when i am finally awake, transported to where i have no knowledge of, there are only brief memories like starving to death handcuffed to a toliet then soon unconscious. it's like sleep walking it's only the cryogenic storage people, they won't let me remember. it's some kind of sound they have that blocks those times out
you can't look out from the present, history hidden. for an unknown amount of time a cycle of technological and sociological oppression, our makeup camoflaged by an organic curtain when it is that we are only a fuel enslaved to a timeless existance. i have no memory of a previous life nor do i think there will be another after this one. it is the timeline that finds one in every lifetime that the course is set and unchangable. a loop that holds you.
