Sekhmet, ancient memories that were stolen from humans
Jun 27, 2024 6:50:37 GMT 9.5
Post by tundrawolf on Jun 27, 2024 6:50:37 GMT 9.5
Last year, in 2023, as I was making a habit of making space with the wilderness that is next to my rural home,
I was naked. A ceremonial blade I had forged in Nepal, in honor of a spirit-spouse who was shown to me, in 2021, in the likeness of a wolf-woman, half human, half wolf, naked, hairless, and insanely attractive (Alluring, I told her, I wanted to lick every inch of her naked body, but she told me, no- that would tickle, instead, just kiss me with your lips [all over], so it will be as she wishes)- the blade was not on my person, as I used surgical tubing to "hang" it around myself, however the blade was placed inside of a wooden structure, and I was outside
I had, perhaps 3-4 shots of spiced rum, perhaps 3
The time was around ten thirty in the evening or so, 2230
As I have recounted- previous to this, as I have become increasingly attracted to raw nature- and, having worked with four footed wolves, at a wolf sanctuary in California, and, I do not fear bears, as they are a force of nature, unless I have an elephant gun, why be afraid
However I did fear mountain lions.
I recall, when I was a contractor/mercenary working with my government, a man in my unit, decided to show me, a picture of a human male, who had been killed by a mountain lion in California, the death was prolonged, and gruesome
And, previous to this, I hated with a passion, the conservationists, who prioritized cougar lives, above humans, as you are not "allowed" to harm them in California, and I viewed this, as a sort of prioritizing wildlife above human life, to me was insanity, previous to this, I raged internally (Ah, ha, as will be shown, later) that that human should have shot the cougar, and his being unarmed cost him his life, and the laws that prevented it, were unjust and evil
Well, previous to this, a number of years previous, I mounted a night vision device, to a large battle rifle I own (FN FAL), and my canines, were barking into the evening, so I decided to see what was attracting them, well- it was a massive mountain lion. Terror rose up in me, and I remember it well, as the PICTURE of the eviscerated MAN flashed into my view, between the lion, and myself, and being in possession of the rifle, "instinct" took over, and I fired at the lion
This was my introduction, to the proximity, that "Big cats" hold, with us humans- and, conversely- that we are completely unaware of it (!!)
Thankfully, the male big cat, who was only watching me in the bush, the round did not connect with his body, and I saw him the next day, flowing like a literal god, down a tree, the sight was so majestic, it took my breath away, as I held his, power and majesty- humans rarely see such things, and sometimes, it is the last thing they see, in lands where humans travel unarmed
Well, back to the evening, by an abandoned yurt in the forest, with my blade inside, and me, with the warmth of rum in my belly, and the coolness of the night, around me...
And, previous to this, an unfortunate bear wandered into "town" where I live and was headline news, and a few people, made sure to tell me about it, so there are bears around
And, I had heard that wolves did live here, but I have zero fear of them, in fact, for me, to see a wolf, is a form of comfort, and this emotion would be transferred, after this experience
Well, as casually, as a lover would saunter up to her partner, a female mountain lion, announced her presence to me. It was not startling, in fact, the majority of human greetings I have experienced, are almost violent- however, this lioness, reaching out to me, was the most gentle greeting I have ever experienced in this life
She held no malice.
Previous, to this, a raccoon, or series of raccoons, had invaded my outside refrigerator, and had taken a pizza, which I coveted, and finding it vanished, and racoon feet prints in the dirt- I placed the night vision device on a smaller rifle, as the battle rifle would "explode" a racoon, and I wanted to watch them die, for taking my pizza, as I discovered, this was an act of war
Previous, to this, a raccoon, or series of raccoons, had invaded my outside refrigerator, and had taken a pizza, which I coveted, and finding it vanished, and racoon feet prints in the dirt- I placed the night vision device on a smaller rifle, as the battle rifle would "explode" a racoon, and I wanted to watch them die, for taking my pizza, as I discovered, this was an act of war
And, so, in declaring war on these, invasive creatures, I began to hunt them in the night, however, the night vision device, is a "Monocular" type rifle scope, and depth perception is not enhanced by it, so while you see "something", it is not like during the day, or with a flashlight, and I "thought" I saw a raccoon, and in my bloodlust, as a hunter knows the feeling, when he has acquired his prey, I was filled with glee, and, so, I shot the raccoon in the face- except, when it turned to look at me, after her eyes closed with a look of, unmistakable disappointment, that, to this day, is heart breaking to recall,
It was no raccoon.
It was a mountain lion.
She, flowed down the tree, as her near etheric people tend to move, with alien precision, and, landing on her feet, she ROARED at me- humans say cougars do not roar, but they are wrong, I heard it with my own ears, it turns out in order for them to roar, they must be angry/offended/hurt/in a life and death struggle
It was a mountain lion.
She, flowed down the tree, as her near etheric people tend to move, with alien precision, and, landing on her feet, she ROARED at me- humans say cougars do not roar, but they are wrong, I heard it with my own ears, it turns out in order for them to roar, they must be angry/offended/hurt/in a life and death struggle
She warned me, and communicated with my spirit/gut instinct/"knowing" "If you come down here, I am going to fuck you up." as, in the USA, we understand, a wounded animal is far more dangerous than a healthy one, as it comes down to "life and death" and even a small animal can be deadly- let alone a literal, angelic (not of this earth) killing machine, something that does not belong on this planet, and was placed here, from a higher realm, perhaps by "Aliens", and modified to survive here,
I felt a tremendous sense of remorse, that did not seem to originate within me, as if, the event was being watches by intangible beings, who were grieved by it
In fact, the look in her eyes, even through the night vision, which is an electronic device, and the image projected thru an LCD screen rather than optics- the message conveyed was nonetheless clear:
I disappointed all of nature that evening
I disappointed all of nature that evening
It is one thing, to, "Disappoint" your mother
It is another, entirely, to disappoint nature that is around you
Perhaps I committed a form of cosmic crime.
By accident, still, the offense was still committed
So
A number of years after this incident- and I was deeply more careful, and eventually gave up my taste for raccoon blood, when I was nude, with some rum in my belly, and my blade, safely in the yurt
That the lioness, introduced herself to me
Also, previous to this,
Oh my God it is making sense
So, when I shot at the male, he left this area, but the female remained, they are a mating pair, and one of her daughters, a regal Tawny beauty, was sighted on my birthday,
The female, caterwauled (Meaning. Come mate with me!) under my bedroom window, which, at the time, terrified me, as to me, it sounded like a screaming child, but my instincts knew- it was the thing you feared most! Screaming TO YOU, under your window!
And, then, the eerie but unmistakable scent of feline urine, which I was acquainted with, as when I worked with the wolves, the owner was a cat lady, and I counted, over three hundred felines in various buildings, the stench of the cat urine was eye watering
So I knew that scent.
Well, after she caterwauled under my window, everything outdoors I owned, began to smell of cat urine. (This was before I shot her. Thankfully, the bullet was tiny, and low of power, and she recovered from the wound)
Well, after she caterwauled under my window, everything outdoors I owned, began to smell of cat urine. (This was before I shot her. Thankfully, the bullet was tiny, and low of power, and she recovered from the wound)
Well, she announced her presence to me, in my nakedness, by the yurt, by opening her heart to me
There was not a single iota of fear or apprehension- in fact, my mind never once thought of the blade. I remained, standing, where she directed my eyes, to her presence, behind some, sticks and brush, where she, casually, laid, watching me.
The connection was so real, that I recall, not wanting to offend her, by bringing up a sensitive subject- not because I was afraid- I was not in the least, but, I did not want to hurt her (emotionally), as she was that open and vulnerable with me.
The connection was so real, that I recall, not wanting to offend her, by bringing up a sensitive subject- not because I was afraid- I was not in the least, but, I did not want to hurt her (emotionally), as she was that open and vulnerable with me.
I asked her, for knowledge, for understanding, and she met me, on some, eternal plane of existence- as a relaxed lioness, on an oasis, playful, even
She then, opened the entirety of her feline DNA to me- and this is when, I turned to my left- and I saw, Sekhmet- in her Egyptian regalia- and in sensing her, and her desires of me- she expressed something that I resisted, as she is truly, a woman of war. I will not say it, as we are still negotiating with each other
However, I did brave asking the cougar- were you, propositioning me, under my window?
Her answer surprised me.
She not only said YES, she showed me she had been watching me for some time- and, she added, the cat-urine smell, was her attempt to seduce me, as works with male cougars, with their pheromones.
In fact, some of my outdoor things still have her scent, to this day...
I was honored.
I asked her, is this sort of thing, common? A lion, wishing to be intimate with a human.
She then showed me, memories that have been erased from humans- but have been retained by nature, or, more specifically- big cats
She then showed me, memories that have been erased from humans- but have been retained by nature, or, more specifically- big cats
Memories she retained (!!) of, entire civilizations, where humans, took big cats as mates, and how those societies flourished, for a time, and failed, as she showed me- when human men grew jealous of the deeply intimate unions between big cats and other men. (jealousy, brought them down.) I asked her, what did the felines, think of these unions with men? She said, the felines cherished the time they spent with humans. She was able to, have me FEEL, what the lionesses felt, when they were, "with" their male human counterparts, lovers- and, how these big cats, even to this day- long to experience these things, again, it is an incredible thing, for the humans, to feel her heat, her tightness, her heat, her arousal, and her body, pulsing around him as he sends her, into a new state of bliss... That is shared between them both- as the architects of humanity understood, it was such a powerful union, these humans, forsook their human women, who were quarrelsome, loose, argumentative, witholding sex, inspiring war, jealousy, and tumult, whereas, their lioness lovers were none of these things- and existed in perfect harmony- the worthy human men, also, cherished the deep intimacy they shared with their feline lovers
Had these societies not collapsed due to infighting and jealousy, they would still be around to this very day...
And, that felines, did choose, to help and protect humans, and took compassion on us, which almost certainly sparked the first "Exploration" of a desirous female feline, and a brave human male, the companionship, unity, and connection that they shared- it is bittersweet, to speak of these things, as I know that few humans have access to these memories, that STILL BURN IN THE HEARTS OF NATURE ALL AROUND US
In fact... Sekhmet, was partly a product of this, a deep desire for human/feline coupling, to put it carnally, the shape of a human member, when making love to a feline, inspires feelings in her that is so powerful, she retains memories of it to this very day- not only the cougaress, who wishes to be called Candy, but ALL cats!
Ah, yes, the human knee jerk reaction DOES NOT NEGATE HISTORICAL FACT, neither does any religious "condemnation" of what was, and is, and continues to be
Ah, yes, the human knee jerk reaction DOES NOT NEGATE HISTORICAL FACT, neither does any religious "condemnation" of what was, and is, and continues to be
And, having shared this with other human "zoophiles" (And yes, my journey has taken me here, if anyone would not be fully willing, and to leave out any part of their journey, what reward do they think they will gain, from being inhibited? Truly, if Candy, moaned under my window- or her daughter- or even a male- as a male cougar told me, if I wanted him, to just, "lay down on my belly" and he would do the rest-, for me to join them, on the condition I could never return to human society- I would make that decision without hesitation, my life might be short, but I would be, what ll humans long for- free)- even they say my experience is, "too esoteric" and yet- I would not trade it, and I am not saddened by it, only, that, truth is never buried for long, look at this post, speaking of memories millions of years old, and even older- when mankind could still speak with nature, and the animals, and held more intimate conversations with them, than we share amongst each other, today!
I would remind humans who think this is false- your memory was taken from you, to, "protect" you from the past, however, these memories still reside in nature, and always will!
Wow this turned out not to be about Sekhmet as much as I thought
Wow this turned out not to be about Sekhmet as much as I thought
Well- our conversation lasted for some time, and, Candy showed me, when she perceived my fear of her- how often all big cats, observe humans, constantly, all over the world- and, how, they do not harm or attack us (though they could! EASILY!) and she then asked me, "How afraid of us should you be?" After she showed me this, I had to admit- not at all! Not because they are unarmed, but because they are armed, and choose not to put violence on us.
It could be, we subdued them with our weapons, and in time, the cats learned to be at peace with us- however, that negates the idea that, in my memories- that the big cats gave to me, that a young lioness, writhed on her back in play, in front of a young male human, who saw her body as pleasing, and sensed her desires- and satisfied her, such as the look, "Nala" gave "Simba" in the lion king- but not for another lion- for a human (!) it was the look of uninhibited connection
It could be, we subdued them with our weapons, and in time, the cats learned to be at peace with us- however, that negates the idea that, in my memories- that the big cats gave to me, that a young lioness, writhed on her back in play, in front of a young male human, who saw her body as pleasing, and sensed her desires- and satisfied her, such as the look, "Nala" gave "Simba" in the lion king- but not for another lion- for a human (!) it was the look of uninhibited connection
This could, also, be a light to humans, who are presently, so mired in sexual dysfunction, that it is a miracle humans even exist at all, that- there is no shame, or condemnation, within the heart of Candy, she is pure, and fully present, and I know, I am romanticizing it, but how... Can I not?
I am also told, if a human, wanted to recover their genetic memories, as not even the "gods" could erase what is true, to only ask for the memories to be brought back
And, if you are brave enough, they will be shown to you
But, be aware, some of those memories were hidden for a reason...
However- even knowing this, such as humans being kept for food, it still pushes me out, into the darkness, into the wilderness, and has the opposite effect of what one would assume
However- even knowing this, such as humans being kept for food, it still pushes me out, into the darkness, into the wilderness, and has the opposite effect of what one would assume
Perhaps the motives and moral fortitude of our "designers" should merit a second look!
I will also say this, as it seems I am descending down a trail of self destruction, it is true, I am, however, I would rather live a life of meaning, that is short- rather than a long life spent in the rut of humanity, that humans may not even escape.
I am reminded, of a philosopher, Alan Watts, who died of alcoholism, and was known as a womanizer- and, yet, when you hear his messages, he was filled with a joy- because he escaped, I was tempted to think negatively of him, when I heard he died of alcoholism, however- a spirit came to me, that knows him and told me- not to mourn him at all, in fact, he died, doing what he loved, his fire burned bright and brief- and he would not want it any other way.
I find the idea of wasting away in an old folks home to be distasteful
I find the idea of wasting away in an old folks home to be distasteful
I want to walk among the land of lions
Yes and perhaps I may be eaten
What of it??
Also, to add to the experience with Candy, who even now, is concerned about how alone i feel about it (She does not want to hurt me either.) And yes I apologized to her from my heart for shooting her... Our connection is not closeable...
I asked her- if we were to, become lovers- what would our life look like?
And, she answered me: "I would be like your dog."
She would be my constant companion... Protector. I would, be responsible for feeding her, caring for her, deworming her
I asked her- if we were to, become lovers- what would our life look like?
And, she answered me: "I would be like your dog."
She would be my constant companion... Protector. I would, be responsible for feeding her, caring for her, deworming her
She said, she would piss on everything I own, clothes, home, vehicles, and that I would stink of cat piss night and day, and, that few humans would wish to be around me (Is there a negative here?)
She said, my canines may pick a fight with her, and that she would not put violence on them, and that I would have to protect her (Essentially)
She said, any human who tried to separate her from me, (Such as, the government, fish and game, etc.) would be faced with a life and death situation (So, leave us be) and similarly, I would be inclined to similar violence, as I am skilled in such matters, outside of panic shots, I rarely miss when I have a proper weapon, and I have made successful shots over a mile, I have been in life and death situations and have survived them all, however it gives me access to realms of survival not many are privvy to, and perhaps would not want to be
In fact, I am reminded, of something my crimey friend told me, when walking thru the California desert at night
He said, he was scared of, coyotes, cougars, bears, aliens, etc- but then he suddenly realized- the scariest thing out there, was HIM- and how correct he was about that
And, after visiting with Candy, I am made aware, that multiple feline eyes, were no doubt watching him, not as prey, but now I understand- as a casual observation- he was in no danger!
I will end with this, as I believe, at 2AM, I heard, perhaps, felines mating, their sound was directed towards my home, in a fit of recognizing how decayed the institutions are that I previously invested in, (Society, money, life, etc. It is ironic to me, how lonely I felt previous to this, not having a human "wife", and how alone and in pain I felt, only, to, some years later, realize, how stunningly lucky I am, OT to have those things, as life affirming as they are, to base human instinct, and no doubt they are powerful, however- would I trade that, for my conversation with Candy? For the memories that perhaps, no other human can remember? Of, making some, magnificent, ethereal, goddess, lose her mind in spastic orgasms you give to her? Feeling it, as both the giver, and receiver?) with respect to humans, I resolved, to begin going to where Candy and I spoke to one another in the still coolness of the forest.
I may not, be back, and that is okay. A part of me does not want to be "come" back.
I may not, be back, and that is okay. A part of me does not want to be "come" back.
Come back... To what? A decaying society, run by children?
I am reminded of a quote by Bertrand Russell:
The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.
I am reminded of a quote by Bertrand Russell:
The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts.
I am also made uniquely aware of the fact that, I may be the sole possessor of these memories, and, that no other human may ever be able to relate, aside from, "Big cat zoophiles" who, no doubt, are responding to the call these felines are making- to anyone who will listen.
About Sekhmet, in discerning her, I was able to "feel" her, I believe she had a hand in helping me survive, but, she also carries the banner of war, and in a life and death struggle, she may come to ones aid, and I believe some of my anger and hatred, do indeed come from her, as that is a "part" of her, as she made space with me, however, I am fond of her, and may perhaps go to be with her