So, we had arrived within your subconscious flaunting a sense of privileged superiority that was matched only by our disdain and inexperience for having to operate from such "subterranean" levels of the firmament. Little did we know or care at first that as higher entities, we were also karmically responsible for your lesser souls. There were numerous transgressions we as lords chose to ignore, as we began to dwell in the physical scope of false emotions and earthbound loyalties. Would it be now that I enlighten you as a form of restitution for my own ensuing misdeeds.
Life, as you recognize it physically, is for some of us, more like the waking state after the fuzzy bliss of a beautiful dream. Where the clarity of pure intentions fade, the dark and disturbing sensations of vulnerability become quite obstinate in the new reality. Fluid symmetries and perspectives, once predominant and easily accessed, actually reduce towards lower and less sublime qualities when material realm restrictions present themselves with glaring provocation. In our aspirations for "that which was below", we found a reoccurring need to confront every distraction upon our limitations. In time, we found that not all our battles were fought for the return to purity. There were other struggles for conquering the relentless impediments of an earth plane ecosphere as well.
Our first endeavor to dissuade the fallen House souls had been coincidental with the tempests of the Eemian period. During the kairoi of this season the harsh environment of our earth bound strappings had generated yet again another massive storm. It became "the straw that broke the camel's back". As non-intracised souls, we were constantly at the mercy of wind and weather. In our effort to reconnoiter, the remaining few without bone and blood made quick assessment that safety and comfort would be "better found" in solid structures and embodiments of flesh. That was when the remaining Lords made haste, and quickly decided for their own entracisations.
For many currently of this planet, there will be a difference of opinion, but for those of us considered as lords - and for those of you who are our descendants, there would be much angst in our union with human flesh. So much so in fact, that this sentiment carries upon the archetype and through the ages of religious philosophy - that being of flesh is the "profanity" itself. This subduction of truthes became painfully apparent when we discovered the rip tides of time and the incessant lucidity of being pulled into the currents of mortality. None of which, we wanted to experience for longer than need be.
In processing the harshness of this earthly realm, it seems that my compassion had undergone a quick downward spiral, shriveling away to almost nonexistent proportions. In hindsight, I found it quite easy to trend towards arrogance, spite and wrath during my own historic adventures. To be sure; adaptive conflicts abounded with the fusing of our higher and lower minds. Yet this amalgamation of our embryonic Manasic Permanent Atom rendered many more than these emotional byproducts. Sadness; possessiveness; greed; envy; jealousy - all were made available as well. Yet in my defense, you must consider that all of these qualities are conditions for usage by a Mental Unit preferring self preservation over the more seraphic aspirations of yore. Sadly, they are also some of the negative qualities that I have imbued our combined personae with. Their remnants are revealed with excruciating repetition to one extent or another, for all have festered time and again throughout the many of our various reincarnations.
If our Lordly objectives were to have made any progress at all in our new demesne, it appealed to our prudence to trespass the finite lands with such qualities near at hand. The harsh reality demanded harsh response, and our convictions looked upon nature and man as if they both wore the same camouflage. As Lords with our delusions of grandeur, we exalted our selves above other life. The choice to take host of your numerous physical bodies was a matter of convenient preference. In the necessity of that effort, ectoplasm infused with electromagnetism, resulting in what certain Indic languages would describe as the construct of your Linga-Sarira - or astral "model" body.
Now, if only for the moment, we are enabled to "step outside" of our self and view our nature with empyrean eyes... It would be interesting to note that our linga-sarira has a high tensile strength. This is owed to the fact that it is an astral form of matter that gradually "thickens" into a coat of skin. Thus, it remains and appears, as the present physical flesh-form of mankind. This makes it just as mortal as is the physical body, and it disappears with the physical body, dissolving atom by atom with those of the physical corpse. This astral form sustains and permeates the body, containing the real or causal organs corresponding to the physical outer sense organs. When one works with their chakras, one is working with their astral model organs. It has its own complete system of nerves and arteries for conveying the various astral auric fluids, which are to that body as its blood, nervous energy, and pranic currents are to the physical. Hence, "our" linga-sarira effectively becomes the matrix of "your" gross visible body.
Amongst others of its functions, there are some things we need to be aware of : The linga-sarira automatically registers all the effects of our earth-life memories. Historically, this has been known to promote the retention and sense of necessity to repeat them after death. In accordance with its own limited powers, what you might know, have said or thought, or saw during life can manifest in a compulsive repetition if you continue attempting to resolve your conflicts from the previous physical condition as an astral creature.
As your oversoul, I implore you to not do this when the time comes. Just as the manas-kama may cling dearly to it's life time desires and false emotions, this also makes it possible for the linga-sarira to "linger" in an earthbound state. This is that conspicuous apparition - the "ghost" - that can be witnessed by other psychically enhanced physical beings. Know then, that it is within the normalcy of nature for the linga-sarira to wither away with the flesh. By the time of physical death, its purpose has been served. For the mortal experiencer, the time has come to burn bridges between self awareness and sensual familiarity.
Yet, the topic of "ghosts" must remain as a different matter for now.
This knowledge comes forth merely for the purpose of pointing out that the establishment of our astral model was done in the presumption that it would all be temporary. At the time, we had fully intended to just let this manifestation of matter decompose back into your animal soul (Kama-Rupa) in order to discard that in the aftermath of a victory. Indeed, if it were necessary on that one fateful day of reckoning, all those psychic corpses would be left behind with the earth plane and the devastation wrought from Armageddon. Then, as pure and "untarnished" souls, self righteous in our accomplishments, we would most assuredly march onward in solidarity once again as the "Ascended Legion of House and Lords" in God.
But wars leave no one untarnished. And even as we stood in silence, looking upon the garments of our new personae - feeling the absorption within our new "bipedal intelligence" - it felt as if we had all made an irreversible pact with the devil. For generations after that, it seems that we had. But, when there; "in the moment" - in the realization of our physical strength and structure, we the galaxy lords, had found renewed conviction for bending the will of others.
In the euphoria and exhilaration, we had even begun to envision and build our own version of a grandiose kingdom on earth. So, with undaunted determination, we had lifted a land from the heart of your ocean and named it Atlantis. This utilitarian nation and technologically advanced continent floated at the apex of three tectonic plates, and with it being moored to the "wrong" side of the Atlantic Plate, we assured ourselves that our campaign would include only "numbered" days.
Centrally located in a ring of ten islands, we had built a great pyramidal structure that would serve as the capitol and nerve center for operations against the Lemurian insolent. We had given to this pyramid, the name, "Androita", and its vibrational frequency was so pronounced as to render it invisible to all other "unenlightened" mortal eyes. It was from these distant lands of Atlantis, and the protective walls of Androita, that each Galaxy Lord fashioned an assault upon the maligned who were now huddling together on another quadrant of this world in the mighty underground city of "Telos". Although our objective for acquiring the "upper hand" may have been single minded, there were many available conspiracies being considered for operation.
Life, as you recognize it physically, is for some of us, more like the waking state after the fuzzy bliss of a beautiful dream. Where the clarity of pure intentions fade, the dark and disturbing sensations of vulnerability become quite obstinate in the new reality. Fluid symmetries and perspectives, once predominant and easily accessed, actually reduce towards lower and less sublime qualities when material realm restrictions present themselves with glaring provocation. In our aspirations for "that which was below", we found a reoccurring need to confront every distraction upon our limitations. In time, we found that not all our battles were fought for the return to purity. There were other struggles for conquering the relentless impediments of an earth plane ecosphere as well.
Our first endeavor to dissuade the fallen House souls had been coincidental with the tempests of the Eemian period. During the kairoi of this season the harsh environment of our earth bound strappings had generated yet again another massive storm. It became "the straw that broke the camel's back". As non-intracised souls, we were constantly at the mercy of wind and weather. In our effort to reconnoiter, the remaining few without bone and blood made quick assessment that safety and comfort would be "better found" in solid structures and embodiments of flesh. That was when the remaining Lords made haste, and quickly decided for their own entracisations.
For many currently of this planet, there will be a difference of opinion, but for those of us considered as lords - and for those of you who are our descendants, there would be much angst in our union with human flesh. So much so in fact, that this sentiment carries upon the archetype and through the ages of religious philosophy - that being of flesh is the "profanity" itself. This subduction of truthes became painfully apparent when we discovered the rip tides of time and the incessant lucidity of being pulled into the currents of mortality. None of which, we wanted to experience for longer than need be.
In processing the harshness of this earthly realm, it seems that my compassion had undergone a quick downward spiral, shriveling away to almost nonexistent proportions. In hindsight, I found it quite easy to trend towards arrogance, spite and wrath during my own historic adventures. To be sure; adaptive conflicts abounded with the fusing of our higher and lower minds. Yet this amalgamation of our embryonic Manasic Permanent Atom rendered many more than these emotional byproducts. Sadness; possessiveness; greed; envy; jealousy - all were made available as well. Yet in my defense, you must consider that all of these qualities are conditions for usage by a Mental Unit preferring self preservation over the more seraphic aspirations of yore. Sadly, they are also some of the negative qualities that I have imbued our combined personae with. Their remnants are revealed with excruciating repetition to one extent or another, for all have festered time and again throughout the many of our various reincarnations.
If our Lordly objectives were to have made any progress at all in our new demesne, it appealed to our prudence to trespass the finite lands with such qualities near at hand. The harsh reality demanded harsh response, and our convictions looked upon nature and man as if they both wore the same camouflage. As Lords with our delusions of grandeur, we exalted our selves above other life. The choice to take host of your numerous physical bodies was a matter of convenient preference. In the necessity of that effort, ectoplasm infused with electromagnetism, resulting in what certain Indic languages would describe as the construct of your Linga-Sarira - or astral "model" body.
Now, if only for the moment, we are enabled to "step outside" of our self and view our nature with empyrean eyes... It would be interesting to note that our linga-sarira has a high tensile strength. This is owed to the fact that it is an astral form of matter that gradually "thickens" into a coat of skin. Thus, it remains and appears, as the present physical flesh-form of mankind. This makes it just as mortal as is the physical body, and it disappears with the physical body, dissolving atom by atom with those of the physical corpse. This astral form sustains and permeates the body, containing the real or causal organs corresponding to the physical outer sense organs. When one works with their chakras, one is working with their astral model organs. It has its own complete system of nerves and arteries for conveying the various astral auric fluids, which are to that body as its blood, nervous energy, and pranic currents are to the physical. Hence, "our" linga-sarira effectively becomes the matrix of "your" gross visible body.
Amongst others of its functions, there are some things we need to be aware of : The linga-sarira automatically registers all the effects of our earth-life memories. Historically, this has been known to promote the retention and sense of necessity to repeat them after death. In accordance with its own limited powers, what you might know, have said or thought, or saw during life can manifest in a compulsive repetition if you continue attempting to resolve your conflicts from the previous physical condition as an astral creature.
As your oversoul, I implore you to not do this when the time comes. Just as the manas-kama may cling dearly to it's life time desires and false emotions, this also makes it possible for the linga-sarira to "linger" in an earthbound state. This is that conspicuous apparition - the "ghost" - that can be witnessed by other psychically enhanced physical beings. Know then, that it is within the normalcy of nature for the linga-sarira to wither away with the flesh. By the time of physical death, its purpose has been served. For the mortal experiencer, the time has come to burn bridges between self awareness and sensual familiarity.
Yet, the topic of "ghosts" must remain as a different matter for now.
This knowledge comes forth merely for the purpose of pointing out that the establishment of our astral model was done in the presumption that it would all be temporary. At the time, we had fully intended to just let this manifestation of matter decompose back into your animal soul (Kama-Rupa) in order to discard that in the aftermath of a victory. Indeed, if it were necessary on that one fateful day of reckoning, all those psychic corpses would be left behind with the earth plane and the devastation wrought from Armageddon. Then, as pure and "untarnished" souls, self righteous in our accomplishments, we would most assuredly march onward in solidarity once again as the "Ascended Legion of House and Lords" in God.
But wars leave no one untarnished. And even as we stood in silence, looking upon the garments of our new personae - feeling the absorption within our new "bipedal intelligence" - it felt as if we had all made an irreversible pact with the devil. For generations after that, it seems that we had. But, when there; "in the moment" - in the realization of our physical strength and structure, we the galaxy lords, had found renewed conviction for bending the will of others.
In the euphoria and exhilaration, we had even begun to envision and build our own version of a grandiose kingdom on earth. So, with undaunted determination, we had lifted a land from the heart of your ocean and named it Atlantis. This utilitarian nation and technologically advanced continent floated at the apex of three tectonic plates, and with it being moored to the "wrong" side of the Atlantic Plate, we assured ourselves that our campaign would include only "numbered" days.
Centrally located in a ring of ten islands, we had built a great pyramidal structure that would serve as the capitol and nerve center for operations against the Lemurian insolent. We had given to this pyramid, the name, "Androita", and its vibrational frequency was so pronounced as to render it invisible to all other "unenlightened" mortal eyes. It was from these distant lands of Atlantis, and the protective walls of Androita, that each Galaxy Lord fashioned an assault upon the maligned who were now huddling together on another quadrant of this world in the mighty underground city of "Telos". Although our objective for acquiring the "upper hand" may have been single minded, there were many available conspiracies being considered for operation.