Something has happened that has expanded my awareness of what I'm here for. I have described how I've realized that my remembering vision is the same thing that's being called gnosis. I had a vision in which I "saw" myself arrive here on Earth and started imitating other entities who were already here. I arrived here, as I totally believe everyone did, with the power to create through mimicry. My remembering vision was literally and experientially grokking what happened in the billions of intervening years, centuries, millennia, etc..
In about 15 minutes human time I "saw"everything I had ever made myself into, from alpha to omega in full consciousness. Previous to this experience the only experiential database I had to make sense of the world was one of this single lifetime, and it was composed of the graven images accumulated since I acquired this body when it was around fourteen years old.
Now, I had this very inclusive database of billions of lifetimes in every form I made myself into through evolution. I also saw all the wars and weapons mankind created from rock and stones to nuclear weaponry.
It's taken nearly forty years for me to realize that I started using this extended experiential database instead of my old one almost exclusively rather immediately. It has caused me a world of trouble. Nobody likes a smartass. They're fascinated by the crap I come up with, but it intimidates them. No blame.
My awareness that I'm supposed to use this installed database exclusively to solve my little Earth problems has come into full awareness now. Anything else is blasphemy of the spirit. I don't know where this will lead to, but I'm not immortal, so eventually, it must end with physical death. What happens in the interim is a crap shoot.
I do not attempt to tell the God's own truth here because I don't know what the truth is or hardly ever. I try to capture the drifting thoughts that randomly appear in my imagination for reasons I may not understand. I don't know if the content I capture with these words is true or false. The Comments settings are turned off to prevent me from having to defend what amounts to little more than fanciful, sometime crude speculation. Great moments in our lives never return.
