What was your worst lifetime on Earth?
Let me think…the one in Nagasaki was by far the worst.
The end was very painful and long-drawn out.
I wasn’t in the epicentre of the blast. Instead, the radiation got to me a while later. It was many days before my body gave up. The most painful part began after eyesight stopped. There was misery everywhere. We ran from wall to wall for shelter and for comfort. There was none. It was torture. I wish such pain doesn’t happen to anyone in the totality of existence, EVER.
Look, I’m really sorry this happened to you.
Well, it’s not your fault.
Would you like to tell me about your best lifetime then, on Earth?
Oh, that was so long ago, that the memory is like a faded negative in an old, old album.
Still, where was it?
That was definitely my lifetime as a teacher in Lemuria.
What was so good about it?
It was a simple life. We were one with nature. There was harmony. We were in harmony. There was love amongst the people. It was a very fulfilling lifetime.
And what were your duties?
Teaching kids from first up how to attain harmony with their environment.
Yes, those were good times. Whatever little disease cropped up we would tackle with the power of our minds. Slowly we would bring our bodies back to harmony.
We were supported by a very resolute DNA structure. Our DNA had the double-helix as the core of course, in three dimensional perception, and around this core were wound many additional DNA strands, which could only be perceived in multiple dimensions outside of the three dimensionality of today’s Earth.
The additional DNA strands would act like chemical factories. They could sense changes in the environment and in our body-chemistry very, very early. Then they would manufacture the necessary bio-chemistry that would cause any required gene mutation in an extremely accelerated manner in the core double-helix. Thus we were able to adapt to any change in our environment very, very fast. Therefore, we could maintain our state of harmony for prolonged periods of time, sometimes for many decades in a row. It was sheer bliss.
I’m needing to pinch myself at hearing all this. Sounds like Utopia.
I passed on peacefully, and never got the chance to go back.
Well, I wanted to go back to my beloved Lemuria, but it wasn’t there anymore. It had sunk under water.
I only know the second-hand version of the true story. Why don’t you catch hold of someone who was there, for an eye-witness account.
Ok. Where exactly was Lemuria?
In the Pacific Ocean. It was a very large mass of land. In today’s understanding, it would be called a continent.