I write poems in Quenyan.
I saw these light beings when I was a child.
I prayed to my family in the stars when I was 6.
I knew these earth parents were not really my parents.
When something happened in 2004, like a lightning flash download I KNEW I was not from here. I wept and wept. Felt like I was on a desolate island.
Don't feel like other people. I talk about ETs, star consciousness, contact, energy, higher knowledge,etc etc etc and people look at me like this:

I am completely consumed with the idea that I am on a 'mission'.
I understand magick. Time travel. Hyperdimensional physics.
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I recognize FAMILY instantly.
No earth 'religious' or 'spiritual' teaching truly is satisfactory, because I know Truth.
I believe deep deep down in my soul I am royalty. I act goofy and even a little not so bright to cover this up a lot of times.
But I know where legends come from--
And I know a place that is not like earth at all.
I live in a place that is art, beauty, music, sound and light ALL the time. I have a distinct distaste for the people of earth--but I am working on this by building compassion--maybe in part why I am 'here'....
When I was little, I would sleep walk and there they would be...these light beings. There all around me.
They returned in 2004 and did a lot of healing work on me.
Even though my "earth vehicle" is not ugly--it IS in comparison to what I remember of myself.
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