Commander Angel Star, in her 1970s reincarnation to human form in the Earth Matrix, was born with two superpowers. The first is that she is slightly deaf. The second is that she is mildly dyslexic. And while those appear as disadvantages to others, they combine to create the ability to see in lore and language what others do not. Because her brain struggles over sounds and their connections to arrangements of letters, she sees and hears hidden messages. She is then able to begin to change language so that the hidden messages say positive things instead of negative things. She is able to start evolving lore and language in a way others cannot. Thus, when in creative flow, this ability becomes an art she masters and combines with the science of the brain (Angel Star is a biologist in this lifetime). She begins to feel the true power of lore and its ability to transform the world. It is only then she begins to see who she is, who Commander Knight Angel is, and the future they need to build.
Reincarnation can be more similar to science fiction movies than most spiritualists imagine. We whom are sent are from another reality, born into any form to save creation.
In other lives we were heroes. We are born to find one another, to save planetary systems. We are the angels whom are built by the creator, angels whom are often called god or goddess. Words matter not. What matters is that this job is difficult and painful and each time we are asked if it is what we want to do or not. We always say yes. I guess that's why we are chosen. I'm in if you are. If not, then no. I can only see victory with you and I'm not going through all that pain only to fail.
Selecting an avatar for The Game was always hard. It was costly too, the more features you wanted the higher the price. But once you were hooked up it was all you had to keep you interested for what felt like a lifetime. The games were only four hours long, but the scientists had worked out a way to make it seem like eighty years or more. You were born into the game as a baby and left old, unless you died and that was scary. Once in there you just didn't know it wasn't real, in a way it was real. There were rules too, mess up your new "home world" too bad and you locked in for every "reincarnation" until it was fixed. Of course if it wasn't fixable you were just in for a bad time for eons. The problem was that once in there no-one knew it was a game, it was just life. Then when you came out you had the choice of re-spawning with the people you knew or taking pot-luck. I know what you're thinking, why play at all? Well, what were our options? Live in the ether of our home nebula as the ghost-like star-creatures we were or get to live multiple finite lives? Every thought of what it would be like to hang out in space for a year with zip to do? Try three hundred. If it wasn't for The Game we'd have lost our God-given minds.
My Avatar was always female, I'm not sure why but it just appealed to me. I often changed my hair, build, skin colour and athletic ability. Sometimes just for laughs I went in as a gorilla or a whale; those were often the most fun anyway. I added in some bizarre feature when I'd earned enough karma, I'd be a math genius, an artist or sing like an angel...
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