I think it was Robert Morning Star who wrote a book, among other things, about the Orion reptilians and how reptilian mothers leave their children to fend for themselves in the streets, so that only the strongest survive.
That would align with my memory about being a young humanoid reptilian. As a child I became a target of those that saw weakness in benevolence, which was the dominant perception where I grew up. Propelled by indignation I fought ferociously when under attack, lashing out with sharp talons. As such I got a reputation, and, mostly younger boys would gather around me for protection. Because I'm seeing human looking children among them, the planet we're on may not be in Orion, but in Sirius for instance, which has historically been a refuge for hybrids. The human looking children were definitely hybrids because they would hiss like cats when you picked them up. They were like autistic children. They operated at a different frequency and you couldn't connect with them.
I became the caregiver of a group of boys, eight or ten of them. I tried my utmost to avoid more fights and was continuously scanning our surroundings for any threats, like aggressive individuals or groups. At the first sign of trouble I'd get my group to leave to another location, but the constant change weighed heavily upon the hybrids, who were far more vulnerable and less cooperative than the reptilians. The hybrid children would simply fade away as I was having trouble feeding them and due to their trauma, which had left them largely apathic.
After one of my fights I had to leave town for the country, to avoid retribution. The countryside was largely desertlike, but I came across a rocky area with crevices and cliffs, which was an ideal hideout.
After it had become clear to me that the hybrid children could no longer deal with the constant moving, we made our way towards the rocks, which had a well spring and a small pool. The water of the pool had a magical effect on the hybrids, which would energize them as soon as they got in.
That would align with my memory about being a young humanoid reptilian. As a child I became a target of those that saw weakness in benevolence, which was the dominant perception where I grew up. Propelled by indignation I fought ferociously when under attack, lashing out with sharp talons. As such I got a reputation, and, mostly younger boys would gather around me for protection. Because I'm seeing human looking children among them, the planet we're on may not be in Orion, but in Sirius for instance, which has historically been a refuge for hybrids. The human looking children were definitely hybrids because they would hiss like cats when you picked them up. They were like autistic children. They operated at a different frequency and you couldn't connect with them.
I became the caregiver of a group of boys, eight or ten of them. I tried my utmost to avoid more fights and was continuously scanning our surroundings for any threats, like aggressive individuals or groups. At the first sign of trouble I'd get my group to leave to another location, but the constant change weighed heavily upon the hybrids, who were far more vulnerable and less cooperative than the reptilians. The hybrid children would simply fade away as I was having trouble feeding them and due to their trauma, which had left them largely apathic.
After one of my fights I had to leave town for the country, to avoid retribution. The countryside was largely desertlike, but I came across a rocky area with crevices and cliffs, which was an ideal hideout.
After it had become clear to me that the hybrid children could no longer deal with the constant moving, we made our way towards the rocks, which had a well spring and a small pool. The water of the pool had a magical effect on the hybrids, which would energize them as soon as they got in.
There, in the country, we held our own and thought we were under the radar of the city people. I was very surprised when I got a visit from my mother, who wanted me to come live with her again. I didn't trust her and so much had changed that I didn't even like her. When she left, I laid down depressed and lost for several hours. Then a reptilian girl of my age came in. We would sometimes get visitors from old friends from the town. When she came in, I sat up and put on a brave face, as so to speak, as reptilian society didn't tolerate weakness. But she sat down with me, caressed me, as if trying to console me, which left me totally confused at first. We went on to enjoy each other's company, which led to a loving relationship and now, I realize that my soul mate had once again incarnated with me to help me through the very difficult start of that lifetime.
It appears that in hindsight, my mother came to try to end my burgeoning liaison.
I was able to provide an environment for my group that relied on loyalty and mutual care. As such they could elevate their frequency and connect to the Source Field and not fall into the trap of having to extract life force from other beings.
What the water was to the hybrids, the sunlight was to the reptilian children, especially at sunrise. After usually restless nights of insomnia or bad dreams, we gathered upon a hilltop to take in the first rays of the day, to let our bodies warm up and get our metabolism going, but it was more than that, as we stood there like junks after a fix.
Being seen as benevolent in the reptilian dominated society I found myself in, is not unlike changing gender identity in our society. It takes significant self-confidence to pull that off, which my reptilian self derived from my reputation as a fighter, at least in the eyes of the boys of my group.
There was one reptilian boy who became ever more aggressive, scoffing at me for my benevolence, calling me a half baked reptilian, and so forth. At some point he even began to threaten me, but before things got out of hand he left the group.
Later, we received reports that he wasn't doing so well, so we looked for him in a nearby town. We found him during the night, sleeping in an alley, looking beat up and worn down. We felt so sorry for him, as we sat down beside him, waiting for him to wake up, which didn't take long. When he did, sleep-groggy, he was very surprised, repeatedly asking "What are you doing here? What are you doing here?". "We are picking Andarian berries 1 " , I said (see below). We chuckled and returned, with the boy, to our shelter. He didn't give us anymore trouble, but would always stay restless.
As I mentioned, the hybrid children had the most problems with fitting in and surviving, but I know of at least one of of them who became an open and joyous youngster, much like the Martian people on Maldek that I have referred to.
There was one reptilian boy who became ever more aggressive, scoffing at me for my benevolence, calling me a half baked reptilian, and so forth. At some point he even began to threaten me, but before things got out of hand he left the group.
Later, we received reports that he wasn't doing so well, so we looked for him in a nearby town. We found him during the night, sleeping in an alley, looking beat up and worn down. We felt so sorry for him, as we sat down beside him, waiting for him to wake up, which didn't take long. When he did, sleep-groggy, he was very surprised, repeatedly asking "What are you doing here? What are you doing here?". "We are picking Andarian berries 1 " , I said (see below). We chuckled and returned, with the boy, to our shelter. He didn't give us anymore trouble, but would always stay restless.
As I mentioned, the hybrid children had the most problems with fitting in and surviving, but I know of at least one of of them who became an open and joyous youngster, much like the Martian people on Maldek that I have referred to.
As the Ascension process unfolds, the reptilian aspect of the parasitic structures on Earth becomes visible. I feel compelled to emphasize my own connections with the reptilian race, which have recently appeared to run deeper than I previously thought.
On my page about psychic healing I describe my attempts to cure my cat from illnesses related to an etheric parasite and that at a soul level the cat represented an aspect of a young person I saw many years ago in a TV documentary. Then, I describe a reptilian being that I saw in my inner vision, that I associated with the young girl, which previously I had always assumed to be a random person. Now I know that this reptilian is my girlfriend, as I have referred to above. That this beloved being is to be associated with the trauma referred to on the psychic healing page is painful, but not a first in my soul history. My mother in my lifetime as Atali, Da Vinci's mother, my girlfriend in a lifetime referred to on the page about my father, they all experienced serious sexual trauma.
Another major catalyst in my progressing rememberance of the lifetime described on this present page is the realization that the soul essence of one of the hybrid boys, as referred to above, returns in my present lifetime as the soul of my last remaining cat. To me, personally, this is the definitive proof that I really had this past reptilian life.
On my page about psychic healing I describe my attempts to cure my cat from illnesses related to an etheric parasite and that at a soul level the cat represented an aspect of a young person I saw many years ago in a TV documentary. Then, I describe a reptilian being that I saw in my inner vision, that I associated with the young girl, which previously I had always assumed to be a random person. Now I know that this reptilian is my girlfriend, as I have referred to above. That this beloved being is to be associated with the trauma referred to on the psychic healing page is painful, but not a first in my soul history. My mother in my lifetime as Atali, Da Vinci's mother, my girlfriend in a lifetime referred to on the page about my father, they all experienced serious sexual trauma.
Another major catalyst in my progressing rememberance of the lifetime described on this present page is the realization that the soul essence of one of the hybrid boys, as referred to above, returns in my present lifetime as the soul of my last remaining cat. To me, personally, this is the definitive proof that I really had this past reptilian life.
Let me first elaborate on the society that I came from as a young reptilian. It seems to me that the planet in question was sparsely populated, as the only more of less sizable population I can recall was that of the town where I came from, which numbered in several tens of thousands, I would estimate based on the physical size of the town. It consisted of two main ethnic groups, human and reptilian, the latter consisting of, what I would call, flat faced reptilians and, excusez le mot, snouted reptilians, which had a protruding jaw and nose. The two groups (human and reptilian) lived in a state of mutual apartheid, each within its own district, without intermingling, while at the same time carefully keeping the peace, without any major incidents. Mixed relationships were strictly taboo.
The planet seemed to be in a strategic backwater, as for Galactic War interests, as there was no contact between the reptilians of The Old Empire and our planet, yet, many of "our" reptilians strongly identified with the Old Empire and its harsh and unforgiving values, hence, the practice of the ejection from families of young boys. As in most societies, however, there were conservatives and moderates, the latter a minority, who wouldn't send their boys out on the street. My girlfriend came from such a family.
The human population was more "enlightened" insofar that they didn't adhere to any militaristic ideologies in the way the convervative reptilians did, yet, they were more strict with regard to racial purity. Interspecies relationships did occur and a child born from such a liaison that showed clear reptilian characteristics would be accepted by the reptilian community, not by the human community. Some children looked entirely human from a distance, while only on close inspection one could discern reptilian traits, such as a slight scaling on the hands or feet, or slit pupils. Such children would be accepted by neither side and would end up on the street. These are what I called the hybrid children.
The planet seemed to be in a strategic backwater, as for Galactic War interests, as there was no contact between the reptilians of The Old Empire and our planet, yet, many of "our" reptilians strongly identified with the Old Empire and its harsh and unforgiving values, hence, the practice of the ejection from families of young boys. As in most societies, however, there were conservatives and moderates, the latter a minority, who wouldn't send their boys out on the street. My girlfriend came from such a family.
The human population was more "enlightened" insofar that they didn't adhere to any militaristic ideologies in the way the convervative reptilians did, yet, they were more strict with regard to racial purity. Interspecies relationships did occur and a child born from such a liaison that showed clear reptilian characteristics would be accepted by the reptilian community, not by the human community. Some children looked entirely human from a distance, while only on close inspection one could discern reptilian traits, such as a slight scaling on the hands or feet, or slit pupils. Such children would be accepted by neither side and would end up on the street. These are what I called the hybrid children.
Of the two before-mentioned reptilian ethnicities, my girlfriend, let's call her Jade, was not entirely flat-faced, which made her stand out among humans even more than I did. She was resentful of the way humans shunned reptilians, in general, and how they would covertly mock their looks. Jade was a quiet, mild-manoured girl with a soft, feminine energy, but very courageous and resilient, always standing straight with stoical confidence. She was the first ray of light in my life and I adored her, to the point of reverence. She was also a bit of a rebel and came to visit my colony because she kind of romanticed street life. While still living with her family, she would go to a neighborhood bordering the human district, along with her friend and the latter's brother. The three of them would draw cartoon-like images (I'm not sure about the medium) on walls facing the human-inhabited area, portraying reptilian faces and figures, emphasizing the facial protrusion. Jade especially, did this with such skill, charm and humour that the three became cult figures among children and adolescents, even more so on the human side. Even though quite illegal, the authorities knew better than to confront them, as no one except human hard-liners took offence.
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