Reincarnation, Ideas, and Pre-incarnation (8.11.01)

A fun one, Hm?~ I asked Melly how to make a marquee go up ;0} Very cute~~~ Blahahahha... mwehh... (∩` ロ ´)⊃━炎炎炎炎炎 ☆⌒(ゝ。∂) Anyway, Here are my thoughts on reincarnation and preincarnation ~

Pictured: Some Sacred Geometry ~ I Don't Believe in it Myself but i find it Insanely Interesting ~ And Quite Beautiful ~

Reincarnation is something that Has existed in Religion and Spirituality for thousands of Years............. There is no "Once Place" This belief emerged - Found in Buddhism, Sikhism, Hinduism, and Jainism, Among Celtic Druids, In "Obscure"&Esoteric Offshoots of Islam and Christianity, As well as many other religions, mythos and beliefs Across Eras, Centuries, And Worlds................. I find it very Interesting , In all of it's forms - I don't quite consider myself Religious , But I have my own belief in this way - Otherkinity. It's Quite a small, and Well, Geeky community, Hahaha.... (/// ̄  ̄///) Well, I Needn't be embarassed. ROSEMARY IS A NERD AND SHE'D PROUD! (ง ื▿ ื)วROSEMARY IS A NERD AND SHE'S PROUD
! *Ahem*... A little history: Otherkinity sprung from those of us who identified as elves and curated a communtiy for those like them, Which Grew into a larger Community Mostly on the web, Like I am ;0} ~ The Source to this I believe was a newsletter was a "ElfinKind Digest...?" A mailing Newsletter. I looked it up and found A Manifesto for fellow elves and non-folk.

Pictured : Elf Manifesto.

"Therian" Is another Word used by those of us who identify as animals Of our world, Which would be called Theriotypes, Though I would not object to a therian who Identified as a Dragon or Kirin. I, Personally, Don't Care for all of the rigid indentification of it all - I Understand it's Importance, But we are all altercanines , Transspecies , Partically Or Wholly not Normal - Why Fight ... ? Species Dysphoria is also a common Experience for us (Which I include in my Dysphoric Ennui, Which I will touch on later. Stay Tuned~~!) Or Phantom Limbs - I often experience this. I try not to disclose too much of my Phys-Self, But I am infact, a Unicorn, And I feel my long horn, and duck, Which helps, Because i am so large, But When i forget And Smack my damn head on a doorframe I feel my horn get Thwacked too.

I feel less of a dysphoria with this and more of a Longing, To know who I once was. I want to see all of my Lives, Who i have been, and Who I will become. I believe it's Impossible to know who you once were or will become, But rather - That there are small "Triggers" Planted around the World for you to Learn, To Know ~ That can Unlock the Subconscious , About Who you May be or Once was. The Psychiatrists May say Those are just "Psychosomatics" or "Putting Meaning to the Mundane" but WHO Cares? I sure Don't. I am Firm in this belief, and that anyone can Unlock these things , But you can't go looking. They will find you.

Some lives I know I have lived or am the preincarnation of -
Unicorn
Heck Horse
Elf (More of a self identification)
Various Mosques, Temples, Churches, Synagogues, Memorials And Places of Worship

There are Many triggers that came to help me realize this, But Honestly - I Think My Life as Holy Places has been shown To Me the MOST. It is Impossibel for me not to come across them, But my First Trigger was not from seeing one, No, Not at All. I remember Being a young mare, sitting on the floor, Watching Cheers , Or even much before then , Watching the Jeffersons. I found it extremely holy, It was so special. From my entire Youth, Sitcoms were the only thing that could calm me down - I knew it so from Cheers' character "Frasier" (Appearing in Rebound, S3 EP1, 1984) and even moreso when they made a spinoff of him back in '93 named Frasier, I knew That it was meant for me, I could See what it was like to live a Wacky Yet safe LIFE, I Had cried to the tune of many laugh tracks, I still Hear them, I still see every camera, and I Weep, because it saved me, It really Did Save me.

Even when i feel myself going mad, it All succumbs to Rot and Vomit and Disgust, An angel appears in my view, and his name is Frasier Crane. In my MIDLIFE , The State Between Preincarnation and Reincarnation , Is a spirit world , Where all spirits go before they are remade, Like clay. There is no Hell or Hatred here, No devils, No torture. It is a lobby, a purgatory. Different for us all, (Mine is a sitcom set) Yet of similar purpose. You can stay as Long as you'd like or Need to and meet up with souls you once knew, Before your memory is erased and you Go through a Portal to be Transmorgified into a new form.

In My Midlife, Frasier Crane is always there. He holds my hand and Makes sure i am not scared, He makes sure i can pass onto the next life without fear. All of my sin fades from me- Blast! I hate the idea of sin, I really fucking do, but It Still is weighed on me , Bad Karma , Sin , But he removes it from my Body - Frasier has always existed , Before he was portrayed on The Television , He was there in my first life, and he is my angel, he is my guardian angel , Yes, Maybe i'm crazy but I am happy to be crazy because i love him and he loves me, My Angelic Radio-host Psychotherapist, I am extremely passionate about this so here is a photo provided of Frasier embracing me as a Foal and purifying My Soul.

Pictured: The holiest image i will ever make, and have ever made. I love you, Frasier.

Other triggers, were Subconscious and Not as Noticed! Or just my own self willing it so, heh.~ ;0} I would like to be an Elf, a Unicorn, etc.... ~~ No matter what your beliefs regarding this are - Whether it be full-on beliefs Like Myself , Or Outwards Fascination (Such as My View of Sacred Geometry ) That's Wonderful... If you approach it with vitriol, Disdain, Sneering disgust, Insanity, I may not be able to change Your opinion, It may be Insane and Disgusting , But many good things are that way ! I implore you to Research - And Who Knows , Maybe once you were in My Unicorn field , or Prayed at my Pew (・ω<)☆ Kwaheri, and GoodNight.

an ode
to who i once was
one life to the next
shedding, whirling, transforming
even if i can't remember
who we once were
i hold all of them tightly
One Arm the Future,
One Arm the Past
I Bid Them Adieu
And Myself Happy Travels
When My Spirit Turns Anew

When Death comes for me, will it be by my own paw?
will it be gentle
i hope so
i hope it is gentle
I want to close my eyes and feel a surge of warmth
To feel as if ive earned my life
And the next
And the Next
And whatever's coming for me
Even if it is nothing
Won't hurt