A Short Story Version of: Memories of the Future

Copyright © 2016 by Dane T. Wiski

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        I was beginning to feel as if life was over for me. As I walked the sidewalk performing my duties as a solar 'Energy Consultant' (we were really door to door slaesman, Canvassers if you need to label it) I wondered what I was even doing with my life. I knew I didn't want to do this for the rest of my life. Then again I haven't really ever wanted to stick with any job I have had. I began to accept the choice my mind was constantly trying to convince me to do, to not even talk to anybody else for the rest of the day. I stopped suddenly in front of a pink stucco house. I am not sure what got my attention about it, but I felt an urge to approach. I took a deep breath and approached the door and rang the door bell. After a few moments with no answer I turned to walk away. As soon as I turned a lady opened the door, strange becuase the front door was glass and I didn't even see anyone before I had turned around to walk away. She opened the door and asked how I could help her. It didn't take long for me to realize she had no interest in what I was selling. However, she did ask me if I was in need of some help. I know it is easy to tell how people feel, but I am usually really good at hiding these emotions when necessary. I know she saw right through me.

        She started by asking me about my past, my beliefs and what was currently on my mind. I explained how depressed I was and feeling like I was meant for something so much greater than this. Even when I was young I had this feeling that I was not meant for this world and that my purpose here was not that of simplicity and normalcy but rather complicated and of biblical proportion. She told me that I was right, and asked me for permission to contact my Immortal and if she could also bless me. I was not quite sure about her specific methods except that she works on the level of DNA, so I wasn't quite sure what it was exactly that I was agreeing to. I kept my faith though. Normally I would have laughed and walked away, but I was very depressed and desperate for any help I could find even if I didn't fully understand it. I told her I was definitely interested in receiving one of her spiritual healing sessions but that I was not going to be paid for another week and had just paid the bills. Plus I was working at the moment! I couldn't stop working to have a 3 hour long DNA unlocking session, or whatever she called it. Yet, I still felt as if this moment was my moment to find out what my purpose was here on this planet. This moment was going to change my life forever and my intuition told me to say something that would help her to understand where I was coming from. I decided to throw it out there and see what she said.

       So I asked her if she by chance happened to be a 'Guide of the Guides'. She smiled and told me that she would help me for free this time but under the condition that when I begin to have my visions and memories come back to me that it is imperative I go back to her and talk to her about all of them so she could help me sort them all out. I agreed and told her I would do that. I don't normally agree to things that I have absolutely no idea about, or of how a supposed system of things is to work and operate, much less work and operate in the correct fashion it is meant to. I never really operated out of faith before. I was always a logical, rational person. I paid close attention to details but had a hard time operating out of faith because if I didn't see it it just wasn't a plausible thing. But like I said I was desperate. She proceeded to take a step closer to me and put her right hand up to my solar plexus, put her left hand on the top of my head, and began reciting some Mantras in a language I was pretty sure was of some ancient tongue. She ended up opening my crown, heart, and throat Chakra's. She blessed me with 9 Angels of Divine Protection and had me recite some things. She then asked me to take a few deep long controlled breaths. She asked if I felt 'that' in my heart. Normally, in this type of 'situation' where somebody claims to be able to do something and asks you if you felt it or saw it or whatever, I would have had to lie because I don't normally feel or see what people are talking about. Ever. For the first time though I really did feel something. My heart was humming, vibrating and with such a renewed warmth. She said when I began to remember to seek her out again. I honestly had no idea what the hell she was talking about at the time. I thanked her for everything and said I would return after I have had my visions. As I left her home I kept focusing on the feeling of my heart. She said if I ever feel down again I can place my hand over my heart and focus on what she did and I will fill with that warm light again. But even with this renewed feeling in my chest, I still wondered... Visions? What was she talking about? I didn't truly think I would have any visions. I couldn't shake the feeling though... She was right, I would be going to go through some pretty intense moments where reality turns into a more surreal lucid dream-like state that you eventually snap out of in a very sudden and startling way. Little did I know, I was barely seeing the small tip of a huge iceberg. I had no idea what was in store for me, or the magnitude in which the reference of our conscious lives here on this planet pale in comparison to the other parts of which our souls embark on.

        A few days later I was sitting at home. I had lost my job and begun my life as a homeless man. I had a car to sleep in though so I was very grateful for that. The only issue I could find at the moment was that I was not able to link any of the crazy things going on in my life to something significant, meaning my memories and experiences of the life I have lived thus far were much less important than the memories and experiences I was having of 'other' lives lived. I couldn't make sense of all of the strange things I was experiencing. What was going on? I had been having profoundly crazy schizophrenic-like experiences. Like Deja-Vu on the craziest psycho-active steroids available on the black market, purely meant to enhance the hallucinogenic-like experiences of different dimensions and other strange in-explainable phenomenon. Was it more than a Deja-Vu? Was I really here before, doing this? And if so, when did this all happen? I was in deep contemplation over all of this and my head was starting to hurt.

        It reminded me of this calling I had as a child, I truly always felt as though I was meant for something great, but then I would doubt myself. Maybe I just humbled myself because I don't believe I have the power, even though somewhere deep inside a voice is telling me, “Yes! you really do!”. I came here to help this planet and the people in it. I have been living through this life and remember having such vivid dreams, experiences, Deja-Vu's, visions, premonitions... It's almost as if I am perceiving life with my sub-conscious mind at times of great importance instead of my conscious mind, which often overlooks key bits of information. So I am aware of what is going on yet on some weird uncertain level things stick out to me and I just stop. Time slows for just a quick second. I am not quite sure what it is that was significant about that 'thing' or 'person' or 'place' in that particular moment, whatever and wherever that moment may occur, I just noticed something significant about it in some way. I couldn't explain it until I realized I was living through the experiences from another persons. As if I was them. I believe in a Collective Conscious. In fact, many quantum theories support such ideals. Some terms I believe qualify to my relative abilities would be: clairsentience, clairvoyance, psychic tendencies, incredible hearing, telepathy, and more I do not wish to disclose at this moment. People started taking notice of the way I was speaking. The things I would post on Facebook and I would add new friends from esoteric, occult, spiritual, Buddha, and various other initiate faiths and mystery school teachings who would reciprocate on the knowledge and ideals that I would talk about which helped me to put some of the pieces together. It was very comforting knowing others knew of what I was speaking of. So I began exploring new groups and talking with people, studying different religions and faiths. I found that there were many similarities between all of the religious faiths I read about and that's when I began reading about eliminating the ego and reaching a state or form of enlightenment.

        As I joined many groups on Facebook I took notice of people telling me that my 'psychic' readings were extremely accurate. So accurate in fact that some decided to block me because they said they had powerful visions from the things that I would say to them. I started to realize that very few people around my physical geographical location actually knew about the things that I was experiencing. If the premonitions, visions, Deja-Vu's and so on weren't enough, one of my friends had started acting really strangely towards me. He kept going on and on about this thing in our minds. I kept asking him what the hell he was talking about, but he kept saying he just knows he has to remind me of this 'thing'. I was starting to get pretty angry because we were literally talking about this over 4 or 5 days. One day he proposed we get in the car and drive to a spot he frequents and chills at. We arrive at the spot and begin talking. He tells me about this filing cabinet in the mind that holds all of our ancestors knowledge and spiritual memories. I felt as if I was on the precipice of finding ancient knowledge. I asked him if it had a name and that is when he said it.

"Akashic Records."

        The exact moment he said those words my conscious awareness was immediately yanked to another place. It seemed as if a million pictures were being slammed down one after another, after another, after another. Like something you would see in a action movie where a suspected criminal is being shown a bunch of gruesome photos. Except these photos were beautiful, they were filled each one with such powerful emotions, and the sensory imagery was overbearing. Then the last thing I saw was my mind, like my sub-conscious mind. Imagine seeing your own brain inside your skull, just a brain and all black around it. I saw all of these locks start falling away from it, except these locks were not a padlock or lock and key. These locks were only able to be unlocked through living experiences and making the right choices, only by doing these things was I able to unlock these different faculties of the mind. These locks were breaking away from my mind just as a space shuttle ejects its fuselage and rockets as it enters space. Then I saw my mind, unlocked and free, and I immediately whipped back into my body to perceive through my earthly eyes once more. Of course, this all happened in the blink of an eye. Literally i wasn't even gone for more than half a second according to my friend. But the things that I saw, the things that I remembered made me freak out. In a good way. I told my friend that I was going to tell him some phrases that would allow him to remember some of the things that I did, because my friend is a person I sought out before I began life as the man I am now and I believe I owed it to him, that he deserved to know the truth about this planet and the way life works. He kinda freaked out as I rifled off a few trigger phrases, his eyes dilated for a quick moment and he came back to. He was immediately pumped and we both were freaking out yelling things back and forth at each other, confirmed things that were missing pieces for me which I was then able to inform him of, which allowed him to inform me of more and so on.

        We talked and discussed for many hours this beautiful place. I know now what our purpose is here on this planet, I know the place where our souls reside before we attach to our earthly human vessels. And because my good friend was so gracious and brave enough as to share with me in faith that we would eventually meet just as we had predetermined we would, I believe I want to share these memories and these real true places and things and events that took place with the rest of the world. My hope is to unite all of humankind for the greater good of science, human development, space travel, astrological charting for deep space travel and more. For these memories were from a time that I did not experience this life, that you have not experienced this life. For this life we are mere celestial beings trying to live on a earthly level to experience the beauty that God has created for us. We remembered many lives that we lived before. I myself remember more than 3, much more... However, the purpose of this was planned a very long time ago. These memories of the future help me to make the right choices this time around, so that I won't make any mistakes. Stop and be aware of every-single-experience you have. You just might find that you too have memories from past lives just waiting to be unearthed. This only happens when practicing stillness, quieting the incessant chatter of the mind. I would suggest reading The Power of Now by Eckhart Tolle to help you with that. For now, I am writing an in depth book on the memories in as much detail as possible. I feel I must share these with the world, for I know I am the only one who can share these with a righteous confidence in that it is as close as anybody in this Earth will get to explaining what our life is like before and after our deaths, to some extent, more or less. I hope you all look forward to the full story: Memories of the Future.

I find myself in between a lot of things lately,

The dreams I have had are making me spacey.

I stand on one side of the fence so sure of the deal,

Then I find myself arguing the opposite, it's enough to make me kneel.

I cry out and say my problem but when I get the response,

It's nothing like what I truly want.

I already have all the answers, I know how to solve all my problems.

But all I truly need in life is a woman to help me solve them.

So many people have been led astray. They believe they have found an spiritual awakening, as if they have looked inward and found themselves. They said we are all One, that God is not some separate entity or being but rather he is the I Am that is within us. This is the greatest lie ever told because it is based on an absolute truth and quantum principle regarding a very profound and intrinsically adequate foundational principle of how our spirit works with our soul mind and body. Yet they have perverted this with the idea that this is God, rather than it's true state of being which is the Kingdom of God. This very subtle variation that the mass public has eaten up and spread around like the black plague is the reason why our God is crying. Do not be fooled and led astray, look inside for your true self. Not the man in the mirror...

Razor sharp blade Quickly placed at the

Jugular.

Under pressure,

I cut deep blood sprays and squirts

Covers her face,

Nobody likes investigating a

Suicide Case.

#ProseChallenge

What would you do if you suddenly recalled many different memories from a time you are not even sure exists because it didn't happen during this life time?  I have come to find that all it takes sometimes is the right wording and phrasing to trigger a flood of memories, or have an awakening experience. However this awakening wasn't like most that you would hear about...  I didn't just find myself.  I remember living another entirely separate life-time.  I say life-time because it was one.  But I remember not just one, but several.  It was as if somebody had flashed a million pictures down in front of me in the blink of an eye, each one packed with a series of moments that brought to life the experiences in each memory.  From past lives to the life, or existence, that is before the life that we begin and live as a human...  I remember much.  Many do not believe me and say I am filling their head with bullshit.  Others cut me off and stop talking to me.  I have lost many friends by revealing the things I have seen and the knowledge I have holed up tightly within the constructs of my mind.  I hope others will share with me their experiences as well, I tend to have many "Deja Vu" like experiences when talking with certain people who understand the things I speak of.  I am new here, this is my first post.  Thank you.