Definitely. Just need a little time.
I see a hooded goddess in black and grey, of shadow and snow… She stands by a gravestone and beckons to me with her icy tears and a gust of wind that pulls me in…
Her hair is like silver… shimmering grey that was once a brilliant blonde.
I see a forest. Tall Fir trees covered in snow. This land is ancient and untainted by ignorance and greed… This land is sacred and pulses with old pure magic.
This Goddess of the ancient forest loves deeply. Her love is like the edge of a cliff that drop off into an endless oblivion. She longs for a willing sacrifice to take the plunge and fall into the depths.
She is adorned at the edges of her cloak with what appear to be celtic/druid symbols… Knots and weaves tight and dense with power. When see speaks, her voice comes from withing, surrounds me outside, and echos through the trees and the mountains…
Sounds like you saw my mother goddess.
If it helps, I’m a male lol.
Hahaha, that is hillarious and awesome…
She was beautiful in her ancient sorrow, and I would have gladly jumped off the edge.
I’ll redirect my focus and try again here very soon… <3
Your mother Goddess struck a deep chord in me.
I got a lot of conflicting results.
The best I could establish was when I looked towards you I saw an ancient tree, it was in the time of fall. The leaves were red and yellow and they blew in the wind. Yet then I saw deep chasms of darkness and menacing forces.
Very conflicting.
Mine’s actually dual.
It appears to me as a critter who looks a lot like Freeza, but significantly sexier and much colder in affect. At its core is a far less human consciousness who takes a golden form much like a Kakuna’s. This shit’s what I get for being raised on 90’s anime -.-
Curious to see what it comes across as to other scanners, though.
This time, I see a figure cloaked in black. Inhabiting an abysmal realm of smoke and stone. A skeletal being surrounded by a hazy black and grey smoke or mist dwells within the black cloak… He sits at a desk, dipping his long feather quill into an inkwell filled with black ink… His grin is sinister yet playful, filled with dark wisdom… I get a sense that he is winking at me… It is unknown to me what he is writing, but I am sensing that he means to express the power that dwells within silence and death…
I see that he is able to shapeshift and become smoke… In this state he can both travel freely or teleport, appearing at his chosen destination in the blink of an eye…
@Raven_Maleficus I hope my second attempt at scanning your god form was interesting to you, and hopefully it made some sense to you…
Ever since the scan and seeing that skeletal being, I have felt charged with a powerful energy.
It’s more correct than you think.
I feel like there is an order of black robed skeletal beings… I felt a congregation of them nearby in the dark.
How about you give me another scan for the core essence that levilevi talked about?
Okay, just finished reading over the thread. I hadn’t scrolled up to all the fun work with levilevi until now, but if you can wait until I catch my breath and refresh myself, I would love to attempt a scan of your core essence and describe it here…
Aight, sound good
I would love to get a scan.
I decided to check some of your topics out to see how correct I was… I’m speechless. I will meditate on what I have seen.
Okay I’ll return very soon refreshed and calm.
You should find my true name, beyond this clay shell.
And when you do, you will be left silent. Soon you’ll find out as to why I’m so difficult to kill.
I greatly appreciate it! I’m also curious to how accurate this can be, seeing as we have never spoken before.
Okay… deep breath
I see a point in existence that combines multiple worlds and energies… This space, like an ancient tomb buried in the sands, exists in its own dimension separate from all else. This may be my perception your individual self… This must mean I see into you to that which you ask me to see…
This space of nature and life, this space of technology and biotechnological coexistence, this sacred space of harnessing power. It is reminding me of a ship of sorts… Pyramidal in shape… Perhaps even gyrating to form a Merkaba. Ivy grows and crawls over the metallic machine like surfaces of this space… This is the temple of your soul. You have formed this ship. It is of your essence…
This temple where an eternal flame burns harnesses power drawn from an outside source, and is also fueled by death as this temple, this ship, this place of power is also a tomb… Set the controls for the heart of the Sun!