My Dance is About
I was in one of my past lives… a waterman who had been harassed, tortured and killed. 🌊🌊🌊
A sense of shame, powerlessness and helplessness was imprinted.
I remember being suffocated 🐙
Caught and tortured by an organized group of people managed by government 🩸
Now it had consequences as a ban on manifestation in esotericism and also to get money from that - that was my request.
I had suppressed experience of the unmanifested world, and a connection to water.
Who are watermen?
The watermen are “fallen” angels, and to be precise in the Greek, they’re the angel that got hit in the sky and fell to the ground.
Now I see where my images of an angel sitting on the seashore with his wings cut off in a lost battle but not a war come from! 💃🏼
I’ve been growing angel wings for four or five years after I got this image.
And my dances are about the angel standing on the edge of a precipice…
// No I don’t need to read fantastics or be on drugs. Just another visit to the therapist or clairvoyance exercise)
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