Élistariel
July 1st, 2005, 05:07 PM
I'd like all otherkin here to post about their past lives.
If you do not believe in otherkin then please refrain from posting here. If you think I'm a kook looking for attention because I believe I am otherkin, then of course you are more than welcome to make a thread on it. If you want to make an "anti" otherkin thread and ask that otherkin not enter the converstation I will obey your wish. Please obey mine.
I'm not asking if you do or don't believe. I don't want replies telling me that you do believe in them. I ONLY want those here, who consider themselves to be otherkin to post that they are. Also, if they remember, I'd like to know a little bit about them.
Thank you.
Now here are my lives.
My base soul; what I consider to be my Begining is star or starlike being in the trifid nebula. I have no memories of being a "star," I look at pictures of that nebula and feel home. I can't explain it. It's more than me just thinking it is pretty.
I remember a life on another planet. I remember being very tall and slender. I may have had wings. I remember looking down at buildings. I've only had one fleeting memory of this life. Looking down on the rooftops it reminded me of clovers. I wish I could draw buildings so I could show what I mean.
Next was as a mermaid or mermaid like being. I had wings, or winglike fins. It's hard to tell. I say this because, well think of it, can you accurately visualize your left third toe, and every line on it? My "wing-fins" were simply there, a part of me. I remember the sea I lived in being very vast and empty. I recall only a few other beings. I lived in or near a crystal palace. It was a sort of rounded shape, and the walls were translucent. They had a sort of blueish-purpleish shine on them. I was the last of my kind left. I haven't the slighest idea why. I could sense that I was of great importance. I could have been a queen who chose to stay till the end, or just someone trusted to watch over my home until the end. I don't really know. I remember my home getting dark. Not just in terms of night and day, but in good and evil as well. I remember a time when my home was covered in darkness. What was once beautiful was now revolting. My pristine home was covered in a seaweed like material. I remember seeing a dolphin-like creature being attacked by another creature.
I also had lives as a silver unicorn and a fae (winged). I remember very little of those two lives. I don't know which came first.
As a Fae I remember flying over a herd of random animals. I later learned that we were running from a forest fire. My next memory is of sitting on a rock, this rock looked like a volcanic rock. It was light grey and had a bunch of little holes in it. I was sitting on it and crying. I think I thought I caused the fire. I don't know if I actually did or not though.
As a unicorn I have a very fleeting memory. I remember galloping. I don't even remember the landscape. I know I was silver with a crystal spiral horn. My horn made a whistling sound when I ran. It reminded me of the soudn that Eric's flute made when he tossed it into the ocean in Disney's "The Little Mermaid."
I had a life as a human. A lady (female) in the Ireland area. My name was Tariana and I had a green dress. I hate to say this, but I looked a great deal like that Princess of Ireland Barbie. Oh, and my memory of that life came to be BEFORE that doll came out. I remember having a horse. It was brown, and I remember standing in a field of rather tall grass with my horse near me. I also remember my last few moments. I remember lying on a big rock slab and holding a yellow flower with five petals. I remember being peaceful and yet somewhat peeved at someone at the same time.
I had a life as a white wolf, or white half wolf. I saw my real life best friend as a wolf in that life. We weren't part of the same pack. I know this because we were discussing past lives one day, and she mentioned an incidence that I remembered too. The event we both participated in was a meeting of packs, I suppose. There was an old wolf from her pack that I described to a T. She remembers more of her wolf life than I do.
I've lived a life as a regular higher class woman in the late 1800's or early 1900's. I drowned on a small ship. I lived in or was connected to a place called Susannah, in Florida. At first I thought that was my name, but research proved me wrong. My name was not Susannah Kathleen. It was Kathleen and I was "from" Susannah. My significant other, husband maybe had ship. I suppose one could consider it a yacht. It was large enough for me to have my own well furnished cabin. Something happened between us. I was locked in my cabin and the ship sank. I knew in my heart that he was somehow responsible. I stayed with my body even after I died, and the fish managed to find their way into my cabin and eat away at my body. :shaker: ( I STILL despise fish )
And now.... I'm me.
Well that was my story, or should I say those were my stories.
If you do not believe in otherkin then please refrain from posting here. If you think I'm a kook looking for attention because I believe I am otherkin, then of course you are more than welcome to make a thread on it. If you want to make an "anti" otherkin thread and ask that otherkin not enter the converstation I will obey your wish. Please obey mine.
I'm not asking if you do or don't believe. I don't want replies telling me that you do believe in them. I ONLY want those here, who consider themselves to be otherkin to post that they are. Also, if they remember, I'd like to know a little bit about them.
Thank you.
Now here are my lives.
My base soul; what I consider to be my Begining is star or starlike being in the trifid nebula. I have no memories of being a "star," I look at pictures of that nebula and feel home. I can't explain it. It's more than me just thinking it is pretty.
I remember a life on another planet. I remember being very tall and slender. I may have had wings. I remember looking down at buildings. I've only had one fleeting memory of this life. Looking down on the rooftops it reminded me of clovers. I wish I could draw buildings so I could show what I mean.
Next was as a mermaid or mermaid like being. I had wings, or winglike fins. It's hard to tell. I say this because, well think of it, can you accurately visualize your left third toe, and every line on it? My "wing-fins" were simply there, a part of me. I remember the sea I lived in being very vast and empty. I recall only a few other beings. I lived in or near a crystal palace. It was a sort of rounded shape, and the walls were translucent. They had a sort of blueish-purpleish shine on them. I was the last of my kind left. I haven't the slighest idea why. I could sense that I was of great importance. I could have been a queen who chose to stay till the end, or just someone trusted to watch over my home until the end. I don't really know. I remember my home getting dark. Not just in terms of night and day, but in good and evil as well. I remember a time when my home was covered in darkness. What was once beautiful was now revolting. My pristine home was covered in a seaweed like material. I remember seeing a dolphin-like creature being attacked by another creature.
I also had lives as a silver unicorn and a fae (winged). I remember very little of those two lives. I don't know which came first.
As a Fae I remember flying over a herd of random animals. I later learned that we were running from a forest fire. My next memory is of sitting on a rock, this rock looked like a volcanic rock. It was light grey and had a bunch of little holes in it. I was sitting on it and crying. I think I thought I caused the fire. I don't know if I actually did or not though.
As a unicorn I have a very fleeting memory. I remember galloping. I don't even remember the landscape. I know I was silver with a crystal spiral horn. My horn made a whistling sound when I ran. It reminded me of the soudn that Eric's flute made when he tossed it into the ocean in Disney's "The Little Mermaid."
I had a life as a human. A lady (female) in the Ireland area. My name was Tariana and I had a green dress. I hate to say this, but I looked a great deal like that Princess of Ireland Barbie. Oh, and my memory of that life came to be BEFORE that doll came out. I remember having a horse. It was brown, and I remember standing in a field of rather tall grass with my horse near me. I also remember my last few moments. I remember lying on a big rock slab and holding a yellow flower with five petals. I remember being peaceful and yet somewhat peeved at someone at the same time.
I had a life as a white wolf, or white half wolf. I saw my real life best friend as a wolf in that life. We weren't part of the same pack. I know this because we were discussing past lives one day, and she mentioned an incidence that I remembered too. The event we both participated in was a meeting of packs, I suppose. There was an old wolf from her pack that I described to a T. She remembers more of her wolf life than I do.
I've lived a life as a regular higher class woman in the late 1800's or early 1900's. I drowned on a small ship. I lived in or was connected to a place called Susannah, in Florida. At first I thought that was my name, but research proved me wrong. My name was not Susannah Kathleen. It was Kathleen and I was "from" Susannah. My significant other, husband maybe had ship. I suppose one could consider it a yacht. It was large enough for me to have my own well furnished cabin. Something happened between us. I was locked in my cabin and the ship sank. I knew in my heart that he was somehow responsible. I stayed with my body even after I died, and the fish managed to find their way into my cabin and eat away at my body. :shaker: ( I STILL despise fish )
And now.... I'm me.
Well that was my story, or should I say those were my stories.