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UR2 Section 5: Session 724 December 4, 1974 counterparts personage races century personhood

(10:22.) Give us a moment … The children that spring from your loins are real. They have their own lives. They share a certain portion of your experience, but they use that experience as they choose. In your terms, you exist in physical life before your children do. Now: In other terms, your own greater personhood exists before you do in the same way. That greater personhood gives birth to many “psychic children,” who then become physical by being born into the races of men and women.

Give us a moment … The world then is indeed like a theater at any given time, but the play is not preordained or laid out. It is instead a spontaneous happening in which overall themes are accepted beforehand. Each “greater personage” takes several parts, or brings forth several psychic children, who spring to life as individual human beings. These psychic children have as much say in their birth as you have in yours, physically speaking, and that is considerable.

Now remember: You are one earth version of your own greater personage. You are utterly yourself. That greater identity, however, is intrinsically your own, but is the part that cannot be physically expressed. Your experiences are your own. Through you they become a part of the experience of the greater identity, but its reality also “originally” gave you your physical existence, as you gave your children physical life. Your children are not you, yet once they were contained within the mother’s womb. Yet they did not originate from the womb either, but from the seed and the egg.

Each of those children wants to develop its abilities in a particular manner, translating them into earth experience in such a way that all other portions of the earth are also benefited.

UR2 Appendix 22: (For Session 724) Roman soldier tower Jerusalem Peter

[...] It came to me that the soldier was 43 years old and had two male children — where they were, I didn’t know. [...]