I still struggle to cope with simple things you take for granted. Here I am as mortal as everyone else, subjected to the rules of third dimensional physical life on this Planet. It had not been specifically manufactured for me. This body had been occupied by a native Leilakan Soul. 'But here I have taken the body of Krish that had been created totally Human in all respects. 'I might be this mighty invincible Soul when not contained in a physical body' I told him softly. He wore a pained expression on his face, real sorrow showing as he concentrated excessively on tying his laces. 'I know you think I am perfect in every way possible, but I am not, Habieb' I told my disillusioned friend. The one's illusion of his friend being an invincible, perfect god, shattered the other, knowing that being here was not his choice. two boys on a beach after a fight over a hunt. Was it then not your decision to come here?'

'I always thought you took Krish's body over. 'You said 'placed' inside of it' Habieb stated, a confused expression on his handsome face.

His body was basically dead but my entry had revived it and I therefore took command over his body.' Krish had already left his body by the time I was placed inside of it. 'This is what happened between you and Krish, is it not?' Ishmay wanted to know. 'When a person is a Trans-medium, which is considered a separate psychic gift, an individual relinquishes total control over his or her body for a period of time in order to give another spirit a chance to enter their body and use it for whatever reason, usually to bring a message or specialized knowledge to someone else.' 'And Trans-medium Channelings, what happens there?' Habieb wanted to know.

Reclaiming of Duback by H. Gibson