aletheia starborn

In this meditation, I went through a portal.

I found myself floating above the world, watching everything from an aerial view. The landscape unfolded beneath me in fast-forward, like those sequences in movies when someone travels back in time. Cities rose and fell, trees appeared and vanished in a blur-so quickly I couldn’t even catch the details. It was like watching history rewind itself.

And then, everything stopped.

Suddenly, there were only trees. The pace slowed. And in the palm of my hands, I saw the pyramids-tiny, delicate, like sacred artifacts waiting to be placed. I gently set them down, one by one, exactly where the Pyramids of Giza stand today. It felt sacred, like restoring something ancient to its rightful place.

After placing them, I began planting trees around the area. I saw myself walking along the Nile, waving at people who smiled and waved back-some even bowed. But it all felt natural, as if I had been there before. I was at peace. Happy.

Then, I entered a long hallway lined with columns. At the end, there were small stairs… but before I could reach them, everything shifted again. The scene snapped like a reel being switched. Sand. Emptiness. Silence.

It felt like we’d skipped something important in the timeline. Like a mystery I wasn’t allowed to see. I asked myself:
“What happened?
Why is everything gone?“

Then, just as suddenly, I slipped back. I was standing near those same stairs, beside a pyramid again-only now, the place was alive with buildings and people. Next to me stood a being that looked like a cat wearing a cloak or a habit. We were speaking like old friends. Their presence was gentle, familiar.

But then, something fell from the sky.

An attack. Bombing.
A violent shockwave swept through everything.
Buildings crumbled. The world turned to dust.
And I… don’t remember anything after that. It’s like the shockwave knocked me out.

I could feel the sun burning me.
My vision was gone-just heat and light. I was lying down, disoriented, trying to return to myself.

Then, something licked my face.

I opened my eyes, and there was a dog. I hugged him tightly, asking, “How did you survive that?”

I looked around. Where once stood a beautiful city filled with gardens, people, and strange, wonderful beings-now there was only desert. Sand and dust. Nothing but bones. Disintegrated as the wind touched, turned to dust and becoming a part of the sand for eternity.

I couldn’t find the cat-being. They were gone.

So I conjured water with my hands and gave it to the dog. We walked together through the ruins. Every step was surrounded by silence and grief.

Then, I slipped again.

I was no longer on Earth-I was watching from above, inside some kind of spaceship. Panic rose in me. I turned to the others and cried out:
“What have you done? What happened? We have to fix this immediately!”

My mind was screaming. Urgency buzzed inside me. I had no answers. Only the unbearable knowing that I must do something.

I left the ship.

Descending back down, I began creating a protective energy field around the planet. Other beings helped. We formed the field together, sealing it, like a spell cast in harmony.

But deep down, I knew I was different from them. I didn’t truly belong.

And then… it ended.

The meditation just stopped there. I wasn’t shown anything else.