akashic records
When I was 21 years old, in the midst of what I have considered a psychotic episode I experienced some kind of vivid daytime hallucination and download of information. I was in a warehouse, old, worn and massive. There were filing cabinets and bookcases that went to the ceiling.
I read a book growing up called Dreamcatcher by Stephen King, so I thought it was something like the Memory Warehouse that Jonesy concocted to keep all his memories. So I was thinking it was something like that but my own warehouse. I carelessly opened up a random filing cabinet and pulled out a file and a hologram popped up and it was gold like glitter. I couldn't see what was on it, but it felt like pain. It made me start to cry and feel afraid. I put it back and grabbed another, it made me feel rage and despair. I stopped looking but thats when I started to go into my head, I was crawling on the floor, after a mouse, and then I was chasing a cat, chasing the mouse. Eventually I was a person picking berries and even felt rain soaking my hair. This was the beginning. I continued to be in this altered state for months. Everytime I closed my eyes I had vivid hallucinations or visions of people holding me down in an old hospital where I was having a baby. ( I have never in my life had a baby or even a pregnancy) and this vision returned many times more when I was in the mental hospital. I thought the workers there, meant me harm, that they were doing this to me and taking away my children. I was given a message in my mind that I was being cloned, and everyone I knew was my clone. It was impossible and it was terrifying.
My grandfather raised puppies in my childhood, each of them were born with a degenerative disease, and had to be put down. my mind replaced the memories of that with human children. Maybe it was because the puppies were human in a past life. Idk but I mostly think it was because I had psychosis. I just wanted to share this experience here because I know some people understand what the akashic records are and I think that is the warehouse I was in. I just dont understand how my own memories became distorted so terribly into impossibilities.