There are many avenues and doors I am having to pass through. It is interesting but the Great Soul of this man is very secretive!
I feel as though I must go through a whole series of dimensional doors to get to the meat of truth in this amazing expansive Soul.
There is information that is sensitive and some of it is not to be shared with anyone at anytime. It has to do with adjusting time and events in the moment of time.
This is very far out stuff and super abstract, way beyond my understanding.
Ok well here goes;
This is what is presented to me. During the cosmic development of mankind on Earth there were certain individuals that could travel through space and time enetering into a portal on Earth. All the portals are always in motion so the location of these portals are never stabilized.
You are or were one of the ancient travelers. They are not from Earth presay, but a part of the Galactic Councell that regulates those that change parrelel dimensions through time.
I know it sounds really out there, I don’t know if it is real but this is coming to me for you.
Some people remember their past lives and go to the place where they once lived. I feel as though this item, the antikythera mechanism is linked to you. You have some very strong links to this machine.
The interesting part of the story that is being sent to me is that you are a very great and active administrator of this dimensional regulatory system in the Universe. We can time shift and travel. I see a very strong link with the Divine Universe in the Syrian Gods and art.
There is much more to you than you know. I feel as though there was always something there in the background that was a hint of a larger aspect of your Soul understanding. Watching the Earth and the activities move by you was nothing, but the knowledge you were born with was so strong. A kind of knowledge kept secret.
I see visitors that would come in the night as check in on you. Parts of your connection to the Universe and your Over Souls duties.
It would be this huge book if I wrote down everything I see now. The whole machanics of time and reality and dimensions. I see the people, such as yourself working with and constantly monitoring this part of the universe.
The image is that of ancient Syria where the winged bull seems to echo the image of your Great Spirit.
I hear the name Heros.