My oldest most profound thought about myself. I have come to the conclusion, or at least greatly believe that I am a reincarnated Egyptian Priestess. I believe this for many reasons.
My first reason is that when I was 9 I recieved my first ankh, more like I woudnt let my little brother get rid of it because the chain for it break. It was indeed a necklace and I was indeed fasinated with it, not because it was jewelry but because of the symbol. It intrigued me and thus my expedition into the ancient culture became an obsession.
When I was 13 my grandfather died. He was the reason I believe in God and and studied the chrisitan religion. But when he died I denied God, not wholy, but it was close. My brother and I moved to the city and had to start a new life. I went to school at a little Christian church (my mom refused to put us in the public city schools) and there were about 30 of us with 4 teachers the pastor and kids in k-12. The pastor somewhat reminded me of my grandfather and I thought maybe I could come out of my denial and depression but everytime I had a break or free time I was researching. From Ancient culture to Necromany, the dead and undead, anything that was not normal and not christian. Quickly I became shunned for my different thinking, was consiered the anti christ, and the pastor once mentioned something about an exorsism in a conversation. The only thing that that school did for me was make me realise how ignorant some people are and that I had a duty to the dead .
Thats when it happened that year I had a dream. I was an Egyptian Priestess and I was resurrecting the dead. I don't remember the dream but I do remember waking up and speaking what I belive to be the ancient language. My step sister was in my room at the time and she woke up and heard me.
Cats were cherished by ancient Egyptians. There is a Cat god. I happen to be a cat lover. I have been know to pet cats, pick up cats when know one else could. Maybe I'm just luckly, maybe I find the cat in a better mood, I dont't know. However, I do have a birthmark on my ankle that looks like a cat (picture later).
Today i want to be a forensic Anthropologist. It is a person who uses what they know about people and regions and such and adds forensics to identify dead bodies and remains that cant normaly be identified. My goal is to work for the FBI, but I would be happy working anywhere that allows me to put the dead at peace and give families and friends some sort of clousure.
Wether I'm a reincarnated priestess or im full of shit, maybe i'm some thing else. I dont know.
My first reason is that when I was 9 I recieved my first ankh, more like I woudnt let my little brother get rid of it because the chain for it break. It was indeed a necklace and I was indeed fasinated with it, not because it was jewelry but because of the symbol. It intrigued me and thus my expedition into the ancient culture became an obsession.
When I was 13 my grandfather died. He was the reason I believe in God and and studied the chrisitan religion. But when he died I denied God, not wholy, but it was close. My brother and I moved to the city and had to start a new life. I went to school at a little Christian church (my mom refused to put us in the public city schools) and there were about 30 of us with 4 teachers the pastor and kids in k-12. The pastor somewhat reminded me of my grandfather and I thought maybe I could come out of my denial and depression but everytime I had a break or free time I was researching. From Ancient culture to Necromany, the dead and undead, anything that was not normal and not christian. Quickly I became shunned for my different thinking, was consiered the anti christ, and the pastor once mentioned something about an exorsism in a conversation. The only thing that that school did for me was make me realise how ignorant some people are and that I had a duty to the dead .
Thats when it happened that year I had a dream. I was an Egyptian Priestess and I was resurrecting the dead. I don't remember the dream but I do remember waking up and speaking what I belive to be the ancient language. My step sister was in my room at the time and she woke up and heard me.
Cats were cherished by ancient Egyptians. There is a Cat god. I happen to be a cat lover. I have been know to pet cats, pick up cats when know one else could. Maybe I'm just luckly, maybe I find the cat in a better mood, I dont't know. However, I do have a birthmark on my ankle that looks like a cat (picture later).
Today i want to be a forensic Anthropologist. It is a person who uses what they know about people and regions and such and adds forensics to identify dead bodies and remains that cant normaly be identified. My goal is to work for the FBI, but I would be happy working anywhere that allows me to put the dead at peace and give families and friends some sort of clousure.
Wether I'm a reincarnated priestess or im full of shit, maybe i'm some thing else. I dont know.
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