Communicating with
the Dead

Notes: This is a work in progress and first draft. I wasn’t going to publish this until it was ready but they story is accurate to what happened and therefore won’t really detour from what you read below. The grammar and spelling may be off, I needed to just unload the experience from my memory and it came fairly quickly so don’t expect poetry. I will be tidying this up though so it becomes easier to understand.

One day I decided to listen to a guided meditation to help me look at my Akashic records. This was at the beginning of a phase which many might describe as a dark night of the soul but I have come to know it as something different. A period where Pisces and Lillith brought darkness to my heart, forcing me to accept some major errors and flaws from my past and current behaviours. These are unpleasant cycles that can last weeks at a time, for me this began in February & some traces remain today. I will do my best to describe this unexplainable situation.

In a deep meditation the image of a door appeared as a vision. I turned the door handle and opened a heavy short wooden door which led to a corridor with oil lamps that illuminated a long dark tunnel. I knew I was deep underground but the place felt safe. I turned and noticed a faceless entity which was stood by a plinth with an open book full of names. A voice told me to search my name in order to find the right door but I seemed to struggle to turn the pages. I became confused and unable to decipher the alphabet or order that the names were in., nothing seemed to make any sense. Where was I in this book?

The figure closed the book and said they would walk me to my door. I seemed to pass about twenty doors at pace then noticed I was alone and infront of another heavy wooden door. Without hesitation I entered the room and was surrounded by endless bookshelves containing books of all shapes, colours & sizes. Many were dusty and the entire room was dark but I could see hundreds of demonic looking shadows frozen still, all of them were in the midst of reading through books, they looked like they had been caught. Despite the deep depraved evil that I felt all around me I could see panic and fear on their faces.

I understood the situation. These were dead people snooping through my past looking for information, As I stepped forwards I noticed a light was emmitting from my chest and illuminating the shadows where these souls were hiding. I turned down the first book shelf aisle and shadows began to fled cursing and snarling, they didn’t like the light. As I followed the shadows many escaped but some were frozen in fear, I realised that my light was burning their very existence and they needed me to stay away from them. I could hear screams of terror as I tested this and illuminated one stood reading a book that I instantly knew was what I was looking for. Their shadow dissolved leaving a large antique book open on shelf, other shadows edged close to see what I was looking at, so I closed the book shut.

I somehow knew that they had been here a long time. There must be millions of books adding to billions of pages throughout this huge vast library room. I saw the image of an egg timer in front of me telling me their time had run out. The last grains of sand fell signifying they had failed. I told them that they were forgiven. I knew they were acting on behalf of a deity or demon. I had recently read some chapters from a book titled ‘The 48 Laws of Power’, it states that you are wiser to work with your enemy than against. The fear on the faces of these lost souls gave me the upper hand in the situation, perhaps I could offer them a different deal.

All souls that live in sin have their hearts weighed upon death, those whose heart is not lighter than a feather are cast down to the 12 chambers of hell where they endure impossible tasks, if they pass each and every test God reincarnates their soul back on earth where they get to live again. Reincarnation of the soul is clearly described in the Hermetica, our soul was made in the image of God, a true reflection of Atum the creator of the Cosmos and everything above and below the stars/firmament. Your akashic records contain everything about your past, and all the information of the Universe but I simply look at this library of information as your DNA. A complex code of infinte data that science is yet to fully understand. Every human being posesses the ability to look deep into their soul and access the history of the Universe through mediation but this can only be achieved by those who have activated their pineal gland. It’s hard to know chemically what is happenieng but this vision took place sober. I had taken no cannabis or psychedelics and yet this vision held all the traits of a trip. It had the journey, the discovery and the insane detail of seeing my surroundings in a way that language struggles to understand. Even writing this chapter I feel like I am doing the experience a complete disservice.

I needed to read the book in front of me in private but I decided I wanted to gain from this situation. I told the souls to not be frightened. I spoke to them firmly but cautiously, taking care to really think about every word I was about to say. I told them that I understood what was going on but I could offer them a deal. These souls were living in purgetory & hell, I could see the regret and remourse on their faces, I could see flashes of past in them. I felt nothing but genuine compassion and understanding, I felt so lucky that I was the only one out of all these souls to be stood in the light, protected and safe. These souls operate on a different plane to the physical world. The human eye can only see 0.01% of the light spectrum which means human beings are limited by what we can see and measure, these souls operate in our shadows, we rarely see them as they haunt us and follow us throughout our lives. People who are oblivious to them will often not see the tricks that get played on them. These demonic souls thrive on misery and bloodshed. Human suffering is the only thing that satisfies them as they live Hell on Earth. Their own endless suffering and misery is reflected onto us in many ways. We all know these demons lie within us.

As within so without.

When you come to know Atum you understand that the Universe is not only within us but it’s continuosly manifested by each and every action we take. The vibrations your pineal gland during deep meditative states is a place and time where you can begin to change reality around you. Thoth/Hermes wrote that human souls are not only immortal but we were placed upon Earth to co create with God and when our work is done we will ascend to heaven where we will sit next to God , becoming an immortal God ourselves & co creator of the Universe.

I am not going to divulge the exact deal I have struck with this army of lost souls but they are operating in the physical plane to bring about towers for many individuals that will bring about the End of Time for the age of Pisces. Each of these souls has entered a new divine contract with God. Those who succeed in manifesting change will be ascended to God where he will reincarnate them into a new human form to live the fruits of their labour in the Golden Age of Aquarius. An era in humanity that is beyond the thoughts and imagination of those who are disconnected from their soul.

So incase you are wondering, I talk to the dead regularly, I call upon them to help guide them with what needs to be done and to whom. Yes I have forgiven these rapsts, murders and thieves, they have become my brothers and sisters that dwell in the shadows of my consious mind. I love them unconditionally and now they have a purpose that is guided by light, a second chance where they get to live in Heaven on Earth.