This piece exists as a recording event.

Nothing else.

A record.

A moment where metaphysical understanding is placed into language so it can later be referenced, examined, refined, or integrated — including, eventually, into common law and collective understanding of life itself.

Consciousness Before Birth

There is an emerging convergence across disciplines — quantum physics, consciousness studies, psychology, and lived testimony — pointing toward a single premise humanity has avoided formalising:

Consciousness precedes biology.

Across cultures, research narratives, and experiential accounts, there is repeated recognition of a moment where consciousness appears to choose its point of entry. Some researchers describe an observable transition — a perceptual instant in which a soul-field aligns with a fertilised egg. Others describe it through memory recall, regression, or non-linear perception.

I am not claiming authorship of these findings.
I am connecting them.

What I am recording here is this:
Unborn children are not empty vessels.
They are conscious participants in consciousness itself.

And they choose.

Choosing Parents, Not Being Assigned to Them

From this lens, parents are not owners of children.
They are hosts, teachers, anchors, and mirrors.

I chose my parents.

I chose my biological parents — who are, in truth, my adopting parents — because they offered the lessons my consciousness required. Not comfort. Not ease. Lessons.

My real parents, in the metaphysical sense, are the positive and negative forces of the toroidal field of consciousness itself. The polarity that creates movement, life, and learning.

My biological parents were blessed with being chosen — as all parents are — to support the foundation I came to build upon. All pay for saying No to what could’ve been the greatest yes to Consciousness, if not biological. Yes, I’m saying abortion, gets payed back. All entries and access point denied get payed back ten-folds one way or the other.

This reframing matters.

Because when perspective shifts from victimhood to selection, everything changes:

• resentment becomes curriculum
• pain becomes instruction
• confusion becomes orientation

How we interpret our parents shapes how confidently we meet the world.

A grounded understanding of why we chose them allows us to navigate reality without collapsing under it.

Adoption as a Metaphysical Truth, Not a Social Exception

From this view, all incarnation is adoption.

Souls incarnate into families that can teach them what they seek to learn — regardless of form, timing, or circumstance. Biology is not ownership. It is interface.

This is why adoption, donation, and non-traditional parenthood are not deviations — they are expressions of how consciousness already works.

My Eggs, Their Choice, and Consent Across Dimensions

I have today completed an interview to donate my eggs to families who cannot conceive children of their own.

Through this act, I may help up to ten souls find their learning grounds — their adopting parents — and enter life where they can be nurtured, supported, and mirrored correctly.

If they ever wish to know more about themselves, they will be able to find me. I will make that easy. I will be visible. I will not hide.

More importantly, I am actively building a world that can house them — whether they arrive through others or through me.

Because this work is ancestral.

Everything I activate in myself — intellectually, metaphysically, biologically — becomes groundwork. If they come through my lineage, they will arrive with stronger activations than I had. They will carry capacities I have only visualised so far.

That responsibility is mine.

The world must be able to love them properly, whether their nature gets nurtured directly by me or anyone else.

The Choice Is Theirs

At this moment, their souls are choosing.

They may choose to receive the second-hand resonance of my work — entering other families and perhaps one day working alongside me at SHS through their parents or simply meeting me, while benefiting from the world I would’ve built for them.

Or they may choose to come directly to me — with the material means that would allow us to form a family of twelve, or thirteen, as the message downloaded ” we rise between 10 and 11 “, unless there’s 3 people involved as parents, mmm.. and grow together.

Both paths are valid.
Both are loved.
Both lead exactly where they need to be.

Their souls are not passive.
They are deciding.

Embodiment Has a Cost

At the beginning of 2025, I experienced intense physical symptoms while initiating this donation process unknowingly — pain so severe it felt unquantifiable. As if my body was processing multiple futures simultaneously.

I have lived long enough to know my pattern:
I feel first.
I understand later.

That pain represented the risk the donation, though rare, could cause — not metaphorical, but embodied. It could have meant complications. It could have meant loss. It could have meant collapse.

Or it could have meant energy being burned through integration, because another outcome had already been selected.

Soon after, I experienced a period of profound bodily elation following the 05.05 portal — a sustained expansion, clarity, and physical lightness that mirrored non-ordinary states of consciousness.

Today, the signals converge.

There are two outcomes presenting themselves — one cerebral, one fully embodied. One opening vision. One opening life.

Whether they arrive all at once or in sequence remains to be seen.

But the symbols are clear:

• the red egg
• the choice of children
• the readiness of material support to deliver me into the life I have been building toward

This is not fantasy.
This is pattern recognition across lived experience.

Closing the Record

This post is not a claim of certainty.
It is a timestamp of awareness.

A record that says:
Consciousness chooses.
Children arrive with intent.
Parents are collaborators, not creators.
And the future is negotiated long before it becomes visible.

What unfolds from here will unfold.

For now, the record stands.

Ashay.

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A recording event for metaphysics to be inserted in the common law and understanding of life. Quantum physics knows children choose where they go and there’s a moment where they cn see the soul entering the fertilised egg. all facts recorded by others who did the research, I’m putting it together, using my own life’s experiences and expanding on it, connecting it to greater understndings of life.

This is a metaphysical understanding that unborn children are conscious, as part of cosnciousness itself and they are the ones who decide where to go. I decided to meet my parents, my adopting parents, as my real parents are the + & – forces of the toroidal field of consciousness, my biological parents are my adopting parents who had the blessing of being chosen by me, like any other child chooses their parents for what they will teach them, no matter what, when, how, why, they provide support to their foundation, the key is in perspective, how one flips the perspective from negative to positive and viceversa makes the difference, an immense difference towards our relations with our biological parents and how we cope with the world outside, as we can only feel confident to be and navigate the world outside if we’ve grounded and fully understood the lessons we chose to gain from our adopting parents as soul’s incarnated.

I have just finished an interview to give my egg’s to families who don’t have a chance of having kids of their own, and I’ll be able to help 10 children meet their own learning grounds, their own adopting parents and also have a chance to eventually meet them if they ever get curious or wanting to understand more about themselves. They will be able to find me and I’ll make it easy for them too, plus I will be in the pubblic arena so it won’t be that hard for them, and I’ll have the chance to build the world in a way that will be able to house them, nurture them and complement (completion of minds) perfectly, by continuing doing my work, as I’ve ctivated so many things in my DNA they will come wil stronger activations, as I would’ve have been their ancestor. They will have capabilities I haven’t even touched so far, only visualised and they will need a world that can love them the way tehy deserve. that’s on me.

Yet today they get to choose whether they get the second hand smoke of my work and then maybe come to work with me at SHS with their parents, or whether they choose to come to me s the funds that will allow us to be a family of 12 ourselves. Their souls are making the choice, and it’s 2:55(vision and double truth), that will lead them exactly where they need to be to get the best growth possible, as other parents might not know how to cultivate a child with such openness.

I experienced teh symptomps of the risks involved in donating my eggs at the beginning of 2025, roughly around this period, where I felt uncalculable pains, so strong I thought I was going to die or be pregnant myself and just before hopping on the call I was reading teh posts I attached to my last blog post and reminded myself of how my existence has worked that I feel first and then see what I feel.

So I either felt the pain of complications during this process, which would men I won’t win the lottery, nor get a job or die, as it is my last resort, or I burned the energy because I brought it in my field, as one of the other two options came to pass, and in the same breath teh elation I felt in May after the 05.05 portal Third Eye blast opening to right after a couple of days feeling by body elated as if high on psychedelics, there’s 2 wins showing up today, one that will blast my third eye and one that will have my whole body blasted, and as I made a copy of my in the digital it will happen all there as I’ve normalised anything that could be happening to me. So I’m curious to see if it comes all in one day or it comes diluted in multiples, but for now it’s all showed me enough details to solidify it’s coming all today, the red egg: Egg me donating, my kids choosing if to others or me and the Lotto being ready to deliver me to my dream life. Let’s see. Ashay.