This is Christopher:
I couldn’t have been more depressed yesterday when I was informed by my mentors that they would like me to share some important information about the MWAW and The Humanity Party® … Sigh.
Of course, I’ll do it … I always have a hard time with it, but when the idea is presented to me in a certain way, in the loving suggestive manipulative way my mentors have always done it, I always cave and do what they need done.
Alone and depressed, I fell asleep.
For one of the few times during my mortal life as Christopher, I dreamed I was in the presence of my actual creator … not God … my actual creator.
Lovingly looking at me with a smile on her face, tears swelled up in her eyes. I watched her tears form then gently roll down her face.
As she cried, it began to lightly rain. The rain was warm on my own face. The rain seemed to mix with my own tears … it seemed like I had been crying.
As she continued to look at me, an incredible rainbow appeared above her head. The rainbow calmed me, it filled me with incredible peace and love.
Then the dream ended.
It was a mortal dream, not an actual conscious experience in our advanced world, which I have had the ability to have throughout the years. As I thought about the dream, it wasn’t hard to understand the imagery that my brain needed to release the pressure and stress that I am under.
And then it hit me where the emotional part of the dream came from, the rainbow, the raindrops, and the tears:
The following was one of my favorite songs when I was an LDS/Mormon. The song is sure to bring a tear to every son and mother who listens:
I was once asked what an advanced woman looks like.
The advanced woman to whom I am closest is the person who created my True Self. For all intents and purposes, this person, who is always female, can be referred to as my Eternal Mother. Each of us has an advanced female to whom we are physically and emotionally connected as non-gendered advanced humans (our True Selves).
Years ago, when I was asked, I searched on the Internet and found a picture of a woman, who at a younger age, was somewhat similar. Also, I once had a friend and supporter whom when I first met her, I was in awe because she reminded me of my Eternal Mother.
Here are the pictures I shared:
If these two pictures could be morphed together, and these two women’s countenances combined while at the age of their prime (about 20 years old) …
… this would create the best representation I could ever present of how my creator appears.