Category: Remembering past lives

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32 – Who was H.H. Holmes?

Dr. Holmes

A quick item of interest that follows from the last entry.   I thought I would sneak it in here.

This one is intriguing as it involves Omen.

As I mentioned earlier, I would chat for hours with Omen, prying him for those rare nuggets of History that any true historian would most likely give their right arm for.

Before Omen became the silent movie actress, he said he remembered another life.  Or thought he did.  That of one of the most infamous serial killers:   H.H. Holmes.

Omen was fascinated with dead bodies.  He also needed fresh blood to keep the bond between him and the body healthy.  Otherwise, he would become sick, weakened, and incapacitated.  Omen hated humans and looked upon them as mostly food, killing them was never an issue of conscience for him.

Fae Addiction

He also had a very unusual addiction to Fae energy.   It literally made him high.  (Fae being a generic term for nature spirits and fairies.)  Omen would regularly manage to get his hands on some, eat them, and end up acting like he was drunk or high on drugs.

I actually made him a Fae substitute that gave him the same high (but not the same thrill of the chase) in an attempt to stop him from killing more of them.  And yes, Fae are real.

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17 – The Life Of A Silent Movie Actress

Before We Move On…

I’m going to include one more entry from Omen, for now. It was a life he had for most of the 20th century as an actress.

While Omen seemed to have no issues telling others he was DaVinci, he never really mentioned the name of this one openly. So, in light of that, neither will I. And in any case, it would shatter many illusions if I did, I’m sure.

The clues are there for those who know what to look for. If you work it out, kudos to you.

Enjoy.

The Silent Treatment

     My foremost self was a film actress.  I grew up in the performance business and took to it quite well because I considered it an opportunity to perfect my slightly off kilter human performances, and I quite liked the novel idea of behaving as a human who is acting.  It was not something I had done before outside of a live theater. A long ways back in what was called, “The Orient;” and men dressed provocatively as women on stage…. Anyhow, getting off track already.  My acting career began on stage with my elder sister, as children, in order to fund my mother at the time; as we were quite broke and father walked out very early on, then I became involved with silent film from the moment it became a “thing,” and that part of my career lasted a very long while.

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12 – Life of da Vinci (Part One)

Life Of An Artist

Back when Omen thought it was a good idea to write entries for my blog; I asked him to do one on his life as da Vinci.   At the time,  I thought it was a great idea, because it really highlighted many hidden things.  However, the feedback I got on it was little to none, so they are now removed.

As previously stated, Omen did not like talking about this particular life, even though he would often bring it up.

At the time, he wrote it without referring to himself as da Vinci, and used certain names as a hint. For instance, he referred to  Gian Giacomo Caprotti da Oreno, better known as Salaì, “Little Devil,” as that is what the name literally translated to. Knowing about da Vinci’s true nature, that part of history will make a lot more sense to some, I’m sure.

This is what he wrote.

The Beginning

     Where to begin….from the beginning I suppose.  I was a male born to a peasant and a nobleman out of wedlock.  I never knew my mother, I assume she died or that I was taken from her to go to my father’s holdings quite early on and that my mother perhaps did not have the ability to care for me as well as she had thought father’s wealth could.  I do not blame her, I would do the same (if I cared for children, that is.)

     In the current culture of the time it was yet to be considered blasphemous to have a few bastards running about.  In fact it was something of a fail safe as mortality rates were still substantial. If one of your higher born heirs died, the lower could carry on as many of the higher duties almost immediately. The importance of family bonds and status were unequivocal in those times as wealth was freely expressed to both garner friendship and to uphold society overall. To me it seemed a bit of a free-for-all, a flamboyant playground that I was lucky enough to be landed in with all my needs met.

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