~Ancient Past Life Vision Memory Recall, Zoroastrian Fire Temples ~

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~Ancient Vision Memory recall, Zoroastrian Fire Temples ~

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Vision Memory Recall - Zoroastrian fort fire temples /During  Wars Old Assyrian my personal old past life recall memories and its also very ancient like way 640 BCE termed as this planets 1st wars & before the great biblical flood?I witnessed a brutal war with the Romans during Persian  Zorostrian times, known as the great battle of Bebalis, where thousands of Roman soldiers were slaughtered & mutilated I traced it back via history, ...my name back then  was Dἇukahšural

Tis said:- Dau- [as in dau-ghter] kak -[as in car] su- [as in Sue] ral -[as in roarl]  ..

I escaped the killing fields up into the mountains beyond the fortress fire temples & watched it all unfold, there were others also hiding up in the mountains in caverns, the elderly, woman & children even..I called upon my guardian sphinx [yeah woah I had a sphinx for real and it was alive, she protect me, we had magic back then for real no wonder there is so much artifacts of them] ..anyway read it below..

All images are depictions only sourced from google search

NOTE:-[The spelling of the names in this writing and some foreign words I heard, I cant be certain are spelt correctly.. so I wrote them just as close as they sounded to me in my own head only, all images are depictions only to give a impression to visual area & surroundings being seen around me,it may not be the place this battle actually took place at the time]

pre-Zoroastrian fire temple site 

In this past life memory vision I have to call it that cos it makes more sense... first there was a load of screams,harsh and strangled,far back in these caves, then this rumbling sound, I was wretched into my awareness and shivered touching the sides of the rock walls as they started to tremble.

I snatched in my cloak & staff around me and I began to run,the corridors were filled with people all screaming and clutching at each other pushing each other over into the other entrances to the caves corridors, the ground felt like to was crumbling under foot, everyone was in a terrible state shoving,terrified and distraught...it was like a stampeed through a disintegrating multi story maze..

Oh and seeing people woman & children especially crying,trembling an old woman frail and falling to their knees in fear against the walls, holding her grandchild wrapping her cloak around their head sheltering them from falling debris.

I quickly vanished down a crack that was wide enough for only one person to fit through at one time, shaking I stood aside from the rest of the panicked crowd hurtling through the unstable corridors and tried to concentrate clearing my mind of this shock and terror..

I looked at the spiral crystal at the top of my staff and looked deep into it to see if I could see through to the other 3 mages who were ahead of me, I could see them scurrying up the top braces of the temple, towards the ritual chambers away from the chaos around them..

Then I tapped into their thoughts " Lamassu Folscadio tis dead!" their three minds echoed to each other as grief and misgiving clouded their minds with dread..."how could they do this, for what reason?" were their next thoughts..then the vision broke as the ground trembled once again and loud booming sounds echo'd through the caverns..

I ran for the entrance making sure to keep close to the walls, looking up to the sky I could see these type of creatures sphinx or beings flying souring outside, people clinging to their feathery backs, lifting them from the shuddering cliff face to safety..

I called to Mescet Shekeal [spelling not sure if correct its just how I heard it pronounced in my head] as she flew by and yelled "Should I transform now and join you?" she landed and walked towards me, her huge lions paws splayed with each step..

The thundering roar of falling rocks distorted my hearing what her reply was,and the grim twilight was bitter with dust distorting my vision from seeing her face until she came closer...

"Ahh I thought we had lost you,have you strength left to transform,if so I consider it a wise decision you will be of more assistance in your true form".my true form, just what was that was my next thought??...

as I stepped forward towards her I thought I saw shadows flying past us at the edge were we where standing on the cliff face, but they were speeding towards the sea, Protegea's, I thought blankly, what are Protegea's doing here?

Then my Lamassu Angel Mescet Shekeal stepped towards the edge and dropped swooping like a huge hawk over the tops of people heads grabbing them by their cloths and landing on safe ground this took my attention and I forgot about the fugitive shadows over head..the sight that met my eyes bereft me of thought, she was so beautiful in action I could not take my eyes off of her..the cliff was crumbling,an impossible chasm yawned, trembling into the vast ravine..

It stretched deep into the cliff, under the lookout,which hung, just balanced on the edge of the cliff..

 Ishkashim-Photo Surat Toimastov

As I watched there from my hiding place there was a further deep rumble and the cliff face shivered again,rocks began to drop from the top, bouncing as they fell, and then the whole thing seemed to groan,a tremor running through it, and it started to collapse down into the chasm, Clouds of dust obscured everything as the cave doors collapsed and the entrance disappeared..

The screams of my people filled my ears and my only thought was how to save those who were trapped inside..panic took over my inner being,the cliff was a warren of tunnels people would be stretched for miles,and the next entrance was at least a mile away, I didn't have the strength to make that type of journey under the conditions..unless I called up on my Lamassu Angel Mescet Shekeal again to lift me that distance..

I paused listening to see if I could gather her attention telepathically,she picked up and landed beside me,I clambered up on her wings and she flew me to the next entrance,once there I also notice this entrance was slightly blocked by a fall of small rocks and boulders, with my staff I could clear it in a moment,but I knelt and started to scrabble with my hands conserving my powers for more harder work ahead,but it was too slow so I picked up my staff, I stared at the spiral and emptied my mind, and used my skills known only to qualified Seers & Mages & chanted the words.. 'Loaliyin a'naiil! Venta a'naiil moi tuka!' something sounding like that ...immediately light and power began to course through me onto my hands, in my mystic trance of magic state, caught between times, I moved one stone from the heap of rubble to the far side of the passage without touching it, instantaneously, the entire heap had shifted, existing now where only that first stone that had been placed..

Yamchun-construction dates from the third century BCE

I was in and began immediately trudging across boulders into the tunnels again,as the walls trembled and crumbled in at the sides...boulders too tall and heavy for me to move and my family were trapped behind them, I left the tunnels through a side entrance moving the huge doors rolling them and clambered up the rock face to the outside again, trudging up higher to the next entrance in the hope of coming in from behind the cave.

The air had a rancid smell to my nostrils one I'd never smelt before I covered my mouth and face with my cloak and kept trudging through the tunnels,gasping for breath and dodging falling debris..

I came to then into consciousness and that's all I can remember at this time..

though portions come to me each time I lucid dream vision it's all a matter of putting them all together piece by piece like a huge jig saw puzzle..I know immediately I sense trembling and see shadows over head that I've returned to that time space of conscious recall past life memory...

I know this sounds just like something J.R.R Tolkien or other mystic writers would write but then there was more to Tolkien than most would realise,I recon he was actually writing things based on his past life planets recalled truths??......and this is why so many can relate to his stories I think..

I only write what comes into my own consciousness and that I know reflects back on my own past life memories & truths,why wouldn't he do the same thing..even if I don't understand where it was I have the memory from,I still try hard to explain what I'm visualizing this can sometimes help to place the  vision into an area of time in history,or an event in time .. what ever..but I've known the fire temples I was there many eons ago, I recall visiting them,why IDK, was it part of my belief system Ahura Mazda was a great man & true prophet after all?...

I'll never forget this event either as it was traumatic & horrific..so much soul trauma...it should never happen again..and yet history always seems to repeat itself..

Raven Leads My Way Again.

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