WHO ARE THE SHADOW PEOPLE?
By
Chris Masterson
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Who Are The Shadow People?
Copyright © 2012 Chris Masterson
DEDICATION
Rosa Mae Bond
The wind beneath many wings!
PREFACE
The story you're about to hear is true. Only the names have been changed ... OK ... Let me try this approach ... In one hand I have a blue pill; in the other hand, a red pill. Now, if you take the blue pill, you go back to sleep. And when you wake up you believe whatever it is you want to believe. But if you take the red pill ... I show you just how deep the rabbit hole goes! I've always been dying to say that.
Those were my favorite lines from the movie, The Matrix. Like many other movies over the years, there were certain elements in this one that rang out true; howbeit buried in fiction. Do they do that on purpose? Leave little clues of reality in movies that only a select few will tune-in to, pick up on or notice? While everyone else watches the movie and listen to the dialog oblivious to what it's really saying? I find myself asking these questions because the alternative is ... I'm crazy.
Crazy because I'm about to tell you about a world that a small segment of the our world believes to be real. And a slightly larger portion believes they can explain away with scientific explanations. We're all crazy. And there are others who have heard but do not believe because they never experienced. It's like talking about ghosts. Although this is a much broader subject, it's a good analogy because there are those who claim they've actually seen ghosts. While there are others who only heard the stories. Hence, they take the word of others that ghosts do exist. And then there are those who think ... they're all crazy.
All I can do is tell you about my experiences. Then you can judge for yourself, whether or not I have a very active imagination; I somehow have hallucinations without the help of drugs; I need professional help; or I'm just plain crazy at no fault of my own. Hey, I was just living my life when all of what I'm about to share, happened. It is no more my fault than it was Moses' fault when he found himself having a conversation with a talking and rational burning bush. Although, if that happened today many of us would think Moses was ... crazy.
I've been experiencing a sort've supernatural phenomenon most of my life that I only recently coined, The Shadow People. Only to find out that moniker has been in use for several years; and with good reason. It is simplistically self-explanatory. Anyone would draw this same conclusion about the shadowy figures that seem to exist in the darkness. But I suspect to them, the darkness is light. Can you imagine it? Entities who find the darkness just as comfortable as we humans find the light. I suppose it all depends on what kind of eyes you have. After all, there are some earthly creatures who only come out during the night time. And there are even insects who shun the light and instinctively head towards dark spaces. Suffice it to say, the idea of entities who dwell in complete darkness is not all that far-fetched.
Some of us might have a hard time wrapping our brains around the concept because we cannot see in the dark. Or can we? What do you call dreaming? In a sense, we see in the dark. No matter how much darkness there is, we somehow have the ability to see into a whole different reality. Unfortunately, we dismiss the reality as fictional dreams. But ask yourself ... Do you ever get scared in a dream? If you're in a house and go outside, do you use the door or pass through the walls? To get from point-a to point-b do you walk, run, jog, drive, take the bus, plane, train or do you sprout wings and fly? And when you're falling ... do you actually fall or float? Who's to say it's not real just because it's a dream? Most (if not all) of the same laws of the universe (gravity, physics, etc.) exist in the dream realm.
Now, when we get into the nitty-gritty of the shadow people we have to consider the same thing. Who is to say what is real just because you happen to be unconscious (or semiconscious) at the time of the experience? In my early teen years (14 or 15 years old), I had my first visit by some rather mischievous entities. At the time, we lived in a run-down neighborhood; many of the big businesses and factories had relocated. Hence, the area behaved accordingly (i.e. high crime, unemployment, street gang activity, prostitution, burglaries and neighbors who never saw anything even though they were looking right at it. For these reasons, my mother (a single mother) practically raised me, my four brothers and one sister indoors.
Of course we went to school ... public school. But afterwards, we went straight home; did our home work; watched TV or listened to the radio. When we were younger, I would occasionally catch one of my brothers looking out the window. Then I would join him, looking out the window. Before I knew it, all five of us (at the time) was piled on top one another looking out the window. On occasion, mom would let us all come out to play in front of the apartment building we lived in. Then I would hear surprised kids half a block away spreading the word, "Hey look! There go the kids in the window!" As it turned out, all those times my siblings and me were piled in the window looking out, some of the kids outside playing noticed us. We were nicknamed, "the kids in the window."
As we got older, one by one we all flew the coop. I remember my oldest brother paving the way every time our parents went out (i.e. to go to work, party, whatever), he would sneak out, have his adventures, then try to be home before our parents returned. On more than one occasion, they came home earlier than expected. Can you imagine the aftermath? There were three brothers older than me. So, it got easier for the next one of us who turned 17 or 18 years old. But that was hard on mom still trying to keep us all indoors to protect us from the harsh realities and dangers that existed out on the streets.
When it came my turn, I discovered I was more of a homebody. Sure, I would venture out into the world but at heart I just wanted to stay home. I said all of this to say, I wonder if all the time I spend indoors while other kids my age were running around out in the streets had anything to do with why I encountered the entities in the dark. I had many different types of experiences but I believe they were all a part of the same thing. Kind'ov like going to Disney Land and experiencing all the different attractions. All the while, realizing each attraction is a smaller part of a much larger whole.
With all of this said and done, I'll say this one more time. In one hand I have a blue pill; in the other hand, a red pill. Now, if you take the blue pill, you go back to sleep; and when you wake up you believe whatever it is you want to believe. But if you take the red pill ... I will show you just how deep the rabbit hole goes!
When I was about 14-years old, two of my brothers took me to church to get saved. One is 11-months older than me. I think I'm counting right. For one month of every year, we're the same numerical age. Then his birth arrives the next month and he leaves me by one year, numerically. So, when I turned 14 on March 7th, he turned 15 on April 14th of the same year. I think that's 11 months. Anyway, he and my other brother who is 3-years older joined this little Pentecostal church; a few miles from where we lived. So, Mr. 11-Years-Older-Than-Me came home after his first visit, and told me I was going to hell. He was the blunt one of the family. I had never heard this before. It frightened me. He continued, the only way for me to avoid going to hell was to go to church with him and get saved. So, I did.
Over the next few years, the second eldest brother had his ups and downs sneaking out of the house to go to church of all places. Just like our eldest brother did sneaking out to be with the boys in the hood or his girl friend. Us kids never knew where he went or what he did exactly. In essence, I had a little Pentecostal influence to guide my though experiences concerning the dark ones. So, I really don't have to tell you what my first assumption of these dark entities was, do I? After several weeks of screaming, jumping and shouting hallelujah in church, I had my first visitation. Coincidence. I was in the back room that all us kids shared. But for some reason, this time I was alone. At some point while I was asleep (or so I thought), I felt some sort of spirit moving over me. No, it wasn't the Holy Spirit.
This spirit was dark and sinister. I wasn't really scared as much as I was surprised and confused. I felt it against my face, speaking in a sinister voice, "I'm gonna get you! I'm gonna get you!" I think on some level I was a little flattered. Was this the devil that I had been learning about at church? Was he trying to posses me? Thank God I was protected by the blood of the Lamb. Or so they taught me at church, after I repented for all the evil deeds that I didn't actually do. There's not much you can do being raised indoors most of your life. Anyway, God, church and Jesus were the furthest things from my mind. Why was this demon picking on me? What did I do? What could I do? I forced myself to wake up!
What ... Was ... That ... ? Surprisingly, as much as the dark entity tried to scare me, I was not really scared. Frankenstein, Count Dracula, Wolf Man and the Mummy scared me. But this incident in real life didn't. Confused. I closed my eyes. Went back to sleep. The entity returned. I'm gonna get you! I'm gonna get you! This was almost like one of my brothers playing a practical joke on me. Did I somehow feel this entity was family? It never gave me the impression it was a dead relative. I think that would've scared me. So, what was it that visited me in the night. My Pentecostal training told me it was an evil spirit trying to possess me.
This guy was nothing like what I'd seen in the Exorcist movie. Now that was scary! This was more like the evil spirit in training who hadn't really found his knack for scaring people. Regardless, it was real. Or was I dreaming? I thought I was having dreams at first. I dismissed this experience as a dream. But in my heart I knew it was something else. For one thing, I knew I was not fully asleep. This happened at some point between awake and asleep. This is when I first discovered such a place existed. But I remember the next morning, I dismissed it as a bad dream. One that repeated the next night, almost the same exact way. One that kept repeating. I was not so much scared as I was annoyed.
AWARE DARKNESS
Like I said earlier, I had many different kinds of experiences on the spiritual plane that I now consider smaller parts of the same thing. The dark entities are many in number. They remind me of the story in the gospels about the collective spirits called, Legion. But in my case, they didn't all show up at once. Just different ones over long periods of time. I would imagine if these dark entities were written about in biblical times, they would have been considered evil spirits. But can we really condemn evil spirits when there are just as many evil people in the world? To make sense of it all, some people suggest humans are the victims of evil spirits that overpower them. I think evil spirits get a bum rap. They have nothing to do with people deciding to do evil things. They're just an excuse that evil people use because they're cowards.
I initially considered my dark visitors had malicious intent. They were guilty until proven otherwise. My dark visitors continued to visit me in my half conscious-unconscious state. I was disappointed nothing biblical covered this experience. The moment I mentioned this to anyone at church, their immediate conclusion was, "You've got demons!" I believed this initially. I got prayer. I fasted. I prayed and shouted out loud. I went to sleep. The dark entities returned. I think all that evil spirit prevention actually made the visits more frequent. Either that or they put me more in tune as a receiver. Hence, I think I somehow became a dark entity magnet. Either that or I always was.
But what is our definition of evil? Why are these dark entities deemed evil? Because they dwell in the dark? So did people before they discovered fire. That aside, this is when I began to have different types of experiences. For instance, I had once read about Astro Projection. You know, when the spirit leaves the body and travels to different faraway places on its own. After I read about it, I was fascinated by it. Could I do that? Well, one night I went to bed expecting to be annoyed by my amateur dark entities. As previously mentioned, they acted like they wanted to scare or intimidate me. But I was more annoyed, instead. After all, I had to get up early to go to school in the morning.
Anyway, this one time I found myself hovering in complete darkness. And to my surprise, one can somehow see in the dark. This isn't just physical darkness like when you turn off all the lights and bump into furniture. This is aware darkness. It's more like when you close your eyes and you begin to see images coming out of the darkness. I would imagine, the moment you're aware of something (or sense something) you see it. So, as my body was hovering in complete darkness aware of its surroundings, I looked down and about 20-feet below me was me lying in my bed. Howbeit, I think I was tossing and turning and I was a little fuzzy. I'm not so sure I realized it was me at that moment as much as I was aware it was me once the ordeal was over.
You had to be there. It was not like I was surprised, scared or wondering what's going on. It was more like I wondered into the Tunnel of Horrors at an amusement park and was more curious about my surroundings but without the scared factor. I also noticed while I looked down at myself, it seem like a strong wind was blowing over me. Perhaps, that's why I was tossing and turning ... and fuzzy. And then, it was over. The next thing I knew, the alarm clock was going off; time to get up and go to school. But later during the day my hovering in the dark experience occurred to me. What was that? Obviously, something I never experienced before.
Did this incident have anything to do with the dark entities? For several nights, they hover over me; get up close and personal in my face; tell me they're gonna get me. Little did they know, I had worse threats at school. I realized, I was more terrified of people (who threatened me) than I was of these dark entities. I'm beginning to think this was because deep down I somehow knew the dark entities would not hurt me. Their threats was more like when one of my brothers threatened to hurt me and the realization that at the same time, they loved me. But at the time, I never considered the possibility the dark entities loved me.
Gee. I was hovering in the dark several feet over my bed. I could sense I was alone. In other words, no evil dark entities were hovering around me. I could also sense the darkness I was hovering in was not the same darkness as when I turned the lights off to go to bed. As I hovered in this "spirit darkness," I was completely aware. So, I coined it "aware darkness." Just me (meaning my spirit, I suppose) and my crystal clear thoughts. Just floating around somewhere in the universe. I suppose worse things could happen. For instance, some bully at school following though with what I always hoped were idle threats.
I also wondered whether or not this new experience was some form astro projection. I dismissed it as being my first time to explain why it was like nothing I read about. The people in books always described themselves as similar to ghosts, wandering around the planet outside their physical bodies. I wanted to do this so bad. Perhaps, my so called "evil spirits" were helping me to accomplish this. Like I said, they really needed to work on their scare tactics.
DARK WIND
I now had two new supernatural experiences under my belt. And I had no idea this was only the beginning. I learned from the first experience not to share them with the church folks. But I could not help but to wonder, "What made me different than any of them?" They were all completely oblivious to these types of experiences. I could somehow sense this. But what I could not tell at the moment was that each experience changed me. Hence, my perceptions of things were gradually changing. What I did notice was me getting into trouble at Bible class and Sunday school. Where I would normally sit in complete silence, I found myself asking questions to things that all of a sudden did not make much sense to me.
For instance, if Adam and Eve were the only two people on the planet, why was the discovery of minerals and natural resources so important (Genesis 2:10-14)? What good would gold, rubies, diamonds and pearls be to only two people? And how could two people who didn't know they were naked place economic value on such things? How could they on one hand be completely ignorant about their lack of attire and on the other, be Wall Street moguls? I could instantly tell when the Sunday school teacher didn't have an answer. Instead of trying to find one, emotionally they made feel like I was standing in the corner with a dunce cap on my head. I learned real fast to keep these types of questions to myself and find my own answers.
Yes, I was becoming different. But was this because I was getting older and more mature or did it have something to do with my dark visitors? For a religion that places such negative emphasis on darkness, I found it interesting that "darkness" was actually a part of early religion. Or at least I began to see "darkness" in some of the lessons. For instance, we were taught how to pray in Matthew 6:5: But thou, when thou prayest, enter into thy closet, and when thou hast shut thy door, pray to thy Father which is in secret ... To me, going into a closet and closing the door meant going into darkness. I'm assuming closets back then didn't have light switches or windows. To me, this screamed darkness. But I did realize, I was probably the only person at church that saw it this way.
A few nights later, I found myself hovering in the dark again. But this time I was a veteran. In other words, I paid more attention. Yep! That's me down there; tossing and turning in a strong wind. I only had more questions. Why is the wind blowing over me? Am I physically responding to it? And it was almost like I could see the wind versus just the effects of the wind. Strange. It was almost like ... not smoke ... but a dark wind. I for one could've never imagined such a thing as dark wind. But there it was, blowing all over me. Maybe this is what the dark entities looked like. Or maybe it was just a dark wind. I prefer not to speculate. I am content with dark wind.
Whatever it was or wasn't, I was sure of the effects it (or the entire experience) had on me. I began to see different and gradually believe different. Initially, I knew my Pentecostal religion understood next to nothing about what I was experiencing. Their explanations were confined to their belief system. Anything outside those parameters did not exist. I began to see all my church peers as small or close minded. Gee. Was I ever like that? The entire universe is wrapped up in a tiny little box of religious beliefs with a bow on top. I think the presence of the dark entities were doing me more good than not.
I would be doing anything not related (e.g. on the computer, watching TV, exercising, playing around on the Casio piano) and I would get the most outrageous epiphanies; mostly regarding something about darkness. In our culture, we're encouraged to relate "darkness" with "evil" or the color "black" with "bad intentions." On the other hand, light and white are the other extreme; goodness and righteousness. But I remember being in the middle of something when it all of a sudden occurred to me, they indirectly teach us at church that God existed in complete darkness. Isn't that how the story begins? God was alone in the universe until one day (figuratively speaking) he decided to create light? Darkness is a natural state. Light had to be created.
Genesis 1:2 tells us, darkness was everywhere before (in Genesis 1:3) God said, "Let there be light!" And some of the next text is dedicated to the creation of light in various forms. But how many eons passed in complete darkness before the decision to create light? Does this mean God now dwells in light? Or does God continue to dwell in spirit darkness after the creation of physical light. We think God is so small that he requires light to see. In my new experience, he does not. Humans need light. And in order to humanize God, we presume God needs light, as well. So, was the dark wind that passed over me a good thing or an evil thing? All I know, I was being changed for the better; not for the worst.
On the other hand, I suppose that can also depend on whether or not you think Adam and Eve were better off while they were completely oblivious to knowledge.
ASTRO BOY
I went to bed one night expecting one of two things. Either to feel myself surrounded by dark menacing spirits in a half-asleep state or hovering over my bed in the dark zone. This time neither happened. Or if they did, I was not conscious of them. But what I do remember is feeling myself swooping across some type of terrain. It's like I was flying but just inches off the ground; like I was seeing grass and bushes as I brushed over/through them. I went on for miles just counting rocks. I never wound up in any particular place. Just night after night, brushing the pavement. I have really got to work on my altitude.
It was almost like I was some kind of wild animal running through the jungle in the dark. But I know I didn't transform into a wild beast at night. That could be dismissed as too many werewolf movies. I didn't feel any additional urges like I needed to go eat someone. This was a good thing. I could chalk this up as a new supernatural dark experience. Was this some kind of astro projecting? I've always wanted to do it. But nothing I ever read about this phenomenon ever suggested I might have to take baby steps first. They make it seem like on their first try, they projected to and witness things in faraway places. No one ever said, you might have to get the hang of flying around outside your body, first!
Worst case scenario, this was only a dream. But no one ever experiences the same dream twice, right? If this was a dream, it was a recurring one. But I think I was getting better at it. After the first few attempts, my face was not so much on the ground. I believe my altitude was improving. Gee. What'll they think at church? This is yet something else they never covered in Bible class. Was there anything biblical I could relate to it? I guess the realization here is not everything is documented in the Bible. At the time, I really didn't read the Bible all that much. So, I couldn't just conjure up a verse.
However, one Sunday I was ignoring the sermon as usual but one part of it caught my attention. 2Corinthians 12:2-3:
I knew a man in Christ above fourteen years ago, (whether in the body, I cannot tell; or whether out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) such an one caught up to the third heaven. And I knew such a man, (whether in the body, or out of the body, I cannot tell: God knoweth;) How that he was caught up into paradise, and heard unspeakable words, which it is not lawful for a man to utter.
I am sure the Pastor was not teaching the congregation about the concept of astro projection. Regardless, that is all I heard in his sermon. The man in question had an experience during which he could not distinguish whether or not he was in his body. I could relate to that! But what I could not relate to was being caught up into paradise. On my trips, I never wound up at any particular destination. I found this disturbing. All I ever did was fly around like debris pushed by the wind.
I'm not sure if it was the very next time but not long after having heard this sermon, I was off again; blowing along like I was a part of the wind; the dark wind. I didn't have complete control yet. For example, I never remembered lift off. I'd just all of a sudden become conscious of the ordeal while in midflight; one with no particular destination in mind. Should I think of one? The more I had this experience, the sooner I realized I was having it; I can start making conscious decisions. Hmmm. Where should I go? The first thought I had was my best friend's house. We lived miles apart. Why not? Now, how do I get there? According to the books, just think about it. Concentrate on it.
Before I knew it, I was there! I recognized the living room. Wow! Uh oh. I soon found out I was not alone. I saw some type of "dark creatures" off in the distance in the next room. There were not more than two of them. Was I seeing my dark entities (or similar ones) from an external view? I think that other room was a bedroom. I began to notice, the darkness somehow seemed like light. I didn't stick around to see who was in the room. Seeing those dark entities was enough to keep me from getting any closer. So, my next thought was back to my bed. I found myself waking up hours before sunrise. So, it was back to sleep.
The next day, I went about my business as usual until it was bedtime again. At this point, I didn't know what to expect. Will I be harassed by the dark entities? Will I go off to practice flying? Will I visit different homes in the neighborhood? All I really wanted was to be caught up into paradise like that guy in the Bible. But I couldn't help wondering what exactly was meant by the third heaven and paradise? After all, they are pretty vague. And to be honest, no one today knows exactly what the author meant in detail. This prompted me to start reading the Bible on my own. Even though I found most of it boring ... until I came across something that remotely resembled astro projection.
In Revelations 4:2, John starts off, "And immediately I was in the spirit: and, behold, a throne was set in heaven ..." Here is another incident where a person was spiritually transported to a place described as Heaven. And later in Revelations 21:10 John wrote, "And he carried me away in the spirit to a great and high mountain, and shewed me that great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of heaven from God ... " Is back and forth between heaven and earth the only destinations people in the Bible ever had? Be that as it may, this is one experience I would like to have. Provided it actually happened and those Bible authors were not just smoking weed. Can you imagine if that were actually the case? It has been documented many cultures used some form of natural drug to induce their spiritual journeys, visions or revelations. But as Bible folk go, if they didn't write it down, it didn't happen.
Anyway, this particular time I found myself periodically in the dark space between consciousness and unconsciousness. Instead of any of my previous experiences, I found myself standing in what seemed like a dark outdoors; or maybe a massive cave. Or maybe it was nothing more than the same dark environment I was floating around in on prior occasions. I was now standing (on solid ground?) in the spirit darkness instead of floating uncontrollably. I stood before what looked like a glowing pearl; it stood about nine feet high. It also appeared to be half-embedded in the side of a mountain base; like a meteor that crash landed. And it was speaking to me in a soft, yet authoritative, female voice. She said in fading words, "You are a Starchild ... one of the few who are left." The next thing I remember is waking up.
OK. That was as close to that third heaven paradise I care to experience. Who pray tell was that? Was it God? And is God a woman? If so, this one they most definitely left out of the Sunday school lesson. This was the first voice I heard outside of the dark entities threatening to get me. Whatever that meant, exactly. I only assumed it was something bad. Anyway, to this day I am still wondering, "Who was the pearl lady?" The feeling I got was that of a fallen deity; not fallen in the sense she was cast out of heaven but more like a pilot whose plane was shot down. Or maybe she was being pursued. Exiled even. Whatever the case, I didn't get the feeling she was anything evil or to be feared. The whole thing reminded me of the biblical story of Moses at the burning bush.
The possibility the pearl lady could've been a crashed UFO never occurred to me. I considered this possibility only recently; which is a few decades after the fact. But was I somehow transported to a crashed UFO site? Hmmm. From dark spirit entities to crashed UFOs. Yep. I'm crazy! Today, it's common knowledge that alien visitors might have the ability to communicate telepathically; provided you believe they exist. But suppose this is all that happened in the Bible. And being the religious minded people they were, like today they associate all their experiences within the parameters of their religious dogma. At the time, I assumed the pearl lady was an entity; not a device of transportation. And I take comfort in still thinking she was such.
Unfortunately, I only had one encounter with the pearl lady. I so wanted to encounter her again. But alas, none of my dark spirit journeys panned out that way. This sent my quest in the direction of finding out exactly what a "starchild" is and what did the pearl lady mean by it. Did she suggest I was of a particular heritage? Was I the reincarnation of someone in the starchild line? This got me going in several different directions. What is a starchild? Most simple explanation, a child of the stars. Hmmm. Am I an astronaut? Does it have something to do with my feats in astro projection? Inquiring minds would really like to know. The pearl lady left me hanging.
I did a little research on the moniker, "starchild." As it turns out, this is a New Age term that has come up only in the past few years (around 2008-ish). This tells me, there are other people who were probably told the same thing. It regards incarnations into human form by entities from other worlds. My encounter with the pearl lady occurred a good 20-years prior. Ergo, I heard "starchild" long before it became a New Age term. But is this what the pearl lady meant? If you remember, at the time I did wonder about similar definitions. This encouraged me to dabble into the concept of reincarnation. All the information I covered agreed about the multiple incarnations of a human spirit; one after the other.
Howbeit, I did often wonder where the spirits originated. The spirit's very first incarnation. Ever. But nothing ever suggested the now human spirit was once upon a time incarnated as a species foreign to our planet. Of course, that would require thinking outside the box. Which is what I had become well-verse in doing. For instance, in Genesis 2:7 says:
And the LORD God formed man [of] the dust of the ground, and breathed into his nostrils the breath of life; and man became a living soul.
Let me reiterate, my dark entity encounters and dark spirit journeys made me a little different after each experience. It's like the scales were removed from my eyes and I just saw things differently. For instance, in the above verse I see language that describes a spirit being incarnated into human form. I know the common suggestion is this verse depicts the very first instance a human being ever lived. But we completely ignore the "breath of life" that made the human form come alive.
The common assumption is "God's magical CPR" made the human come alive. But this conclusion is based on a certain line of thinking. Some of which suggests no life ever existed anywhere before this incident. And that everything in the universe was created in six earth days. Even though in comparison to creating the entire universe in six days, it took a much longer period of time to create humans. Why? Because according to the traditional line of thinking, God merely spoke and stars, moons and planets just magically appeared. But when it came to making people, God had to get his hands dirty. Just speaking humans into existence was somehow not an option.
Suppose the "breath of life" is merely a figure-of-speech; not to be taken literally. Do we have those in the Bible? Yes! They're all over the place. In this chapter alone, we have the "dust of the ground," "tree of life," "tree of knowledge," and "beast of the field." But that's another long story. Suppose the "breath of life" is in fact the spirit entity that brings the inanimate clay shell to life. Where exactly did this spirit come from? God's lungs? Is it remotely possible the author of this text used primitive terminology to describe a process his intellect came nowhere close to understanding? For example, how would you describe the mechanics of a television? Would you use all the proper technical terms? Or would you use common vocabulary to describe a very technical process.
Why do we typically think the authors of biblical text documented their ideas any different than we would? Now, the average person today has at least a high school education. The average person in biblical times had no education other than what they learned at home. If a farmer was describing the creation of man, he would use a farmer's vocabulary. If a merchant described the creation of man, he would use a merchant's vocabulary. If a winemaker described the creation of man, he would use his winemaking vocabulary and terminology. If a priest described the creation of man, he would use religious terminology. This is no different than when people today use sports terminology to describe something that has absolutely nothing to do with sports.
So, did the pearl lady suggest I was a current incarnation of a spirit entity that existed a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far way? Howbeit, this is not to say I haven't had a few human incarnations before this one.