That QHHT Is some weird stuff.
Some of the documentation I was reading through from the VA about things that could help my PTSD mentioned it, so I gave it a shot.
Results are interesting to say the least.
Helped me understand some of my 'issues' what I would say I personally need to work on, but also gave me a bigger perspective, and the 'coincidences' that followed blew my mind, and was also hard to come to terms with.
What would you do if you learned you where/are one of the reptilian souls that everyone hates so much? That you had participated on both sides of the major battles in this corner of the galaxy, and what is going on here on earth is more of the same, and you keep getting drawn into the battles over and over. Torn apart by the repeating wars, friends on and under standing for both sides, born into the heredity conflicts repeatedly, trying to fight for 'good' feeling so ineffectual. themes from past/present/future/simultaneous lives repeating and bleeding through.
it's a bizarre reality we exist in, and the fact there are so many lying about it doesn't help us figure it out.
and the more you learn, the more questions it opens (and the less you ironically learn that you actually know) tied into the fact that everyone starts to think you are crazy and it gets harder to find researching help.
plus you still gotta survive in this material world while all this crazy shit is going on around you.
Go get a normal job and earn a paycheck while some alien device in you arm does god knows what, and you talk to entities from other planets in your off time.
who needs earth human friends anyways.
turns out I'm not an earth human anyways.
wait till this whole q thing is over and you are awake enough for the next step.
I have already seen these beings with my own eyes (and with witnesses + a grainy cellphone photo to prove it wasn't an imagined fake memory)
my government shrinks, psychologists, and social workers tell me I'm different, and slightly damaged, but very sane and intelligent, and 50% of them say the ET's are real (the other half still insist they are metaphors from my subconscious and possible drug side effects)
We need to, both as humans, and as immortal souls take better care of this planet, and the other life forms on it, animals, and plants, and human. We should treat our food as well as we like to treat our own children, and in fact make them and creating a better future for them a much higher priority.
We must harness our warrior spirits and fight for this, instead of using that energy fighting against each other.
We also need to learn to let others have free will to make bad decisions and hurt themselves to learn hard lessons, and mitigate the damage they do, then try to act to control them and prevent disaster, because then they never learn and rely instead on the safe guards. Then eventually slip through the cracks and end up hurting themselves or others anyways.
The problem with trying to predict the future, is that technically all possible futures exist, and our free will choices determine which one we end up with. This explains why different "prophets" can simultaneously report vastly different golden light / doom and gloom, but also get so many other predictions correct, and also why we can not rely too much on any prediction, as nothing is set in stone, it is all probability.
time is less of a line, and more of a imaginary illusion of a ball of wibbley wobbley timey stuff. Yet when you are down in it, it is as real as a concrete wall.
It's really hard to understand when you are living a mortal existence, but then you die (or have a NDE, or OBE, or telepathic experience, or many other things) and you remember your bigger self (sometimes) and it starts to make more sense, until you do the whole mortal existence thing again.
It's a huge secret though, and you are only allowed to believe in it, if you believe in a few specific easy to ridicule (and monetize) dumbed down versions of it.
don't bring to much attention to yourself about it though, they will show up and strap you to a bed at gun point, send you off to a hospital to be evaluated, then release you only after you play the party line and prove your sanity and conformity and send you a bill for the experience.