It has been a few years since I last wrote about the deeper me, and if you have not been to this part of my old homepage, chances are you will not have heard of it before. My soul, for want of a better name of the essence of what makes up the spiritual part of all living beings (and, in fact, some that are not), is not entirely what people call human. Inside it, there are remnants of a person from another time, place or even both; the truth is I don't actually know.
How then, you may ask, do I know of this "foreign" heritage? Well, my knowledge comes from that most strange and to many dubious source, my dreams. Through my life here, I have had dreams, most of course serving their normal purpose of cleaning up my mental desk of all the clutter that accumulates there through day. Some, however, have been different, of a clarity not normally assosiated with dreams. These dreams have been of two categories, one in which I have followed a pack of animals I can only describe as wolves. In these dreams I saw myself as a black, or at least very dark, wolf like creature. I have started to believe that it is not actually me, but my guardian spirit, or totem, whichever you fancy.
Of the other category, however, there have been more. In these dreams I am a female of a human-like, or rather very elf-like, species, who have seemed to respond to a name, pronounced to the effect that in Danish would be spelt something like Leinir Turthra. I have often found myself preparing for a mission, the purpose of which has been very clear at all times when I have been preparing for it.
My task on this mission would be to study the native inhabitants of Earth. Not as so many Otherkin have said, as a precursor for an invasion of one type or another, but simply to look at why humans seem to be so insistent in their attempts at killing eachother. That is, why they always wage war against each other. I also believe that is why I was put here now, and not just a hundred years ago. In the 1970s, the first truly globally visible war was waged on Earth, being the Vietnam War. The first war to be brought into people's homes. So, I have been put here, in a country where there is no war, and the army is so small that I never had to do duty, and in a time period where I can follow all the things that happen throughout the world by not traveling around so much (which is not to say that I do not enjoy traveling, which I do. A lot).
What has not been clear in these dreams, but which I am getting relatively certain (as certain as one might get of something like this) of as I go further into the life I live here on Terra as a human male (please, get me right; I am perfectly aware that I am a human male now, not a female elf trapped in a male human body), is that this elf-like species are in fact humans, but in the future of this world, or possibly (quite possibly) in a separate reality, or dimension if you will. The reason for my believing this is the way I was sent here, or rather traveled here. Even with the highly sofisticated technology used there, it was not possible to send me here in body, and basically I would have to depart my body (I was not killed, my body is still 'over there' and being taken care of until my return) and be reborn here, for then only to be able to leave again when I depart my body here. And no, don't worry, I won't go killing myself anytime soon, because I need all the time I can get to observe the objectives of my mission to a pleasing level.
