Many of the prominent Romans I channel, I find them sitting in their indoor dining rooms, or on the upstairs roof terrace where also many meals were enjoyed in the cool evenings.
Prominent Romans talk much of their fondness of wine, but not all Roman citizens were allowed to drink wine. Gaius Marius talks of how, "once he was served a fine wine, that is when he finally knew, that he had been accepted by the prominent men of Rome". Wine was considered the drink of the gods, and to drink wine, meant that you were almost dining with the gods. Pompeius the Great, who talks of his humble background in a family of miners (who I presume were therefore slaves?), he talks of how his family had wished that they drank wine instead of water, in his younger years. And indeed, Roman men who had access to large amounts of good wine, they seemed to drink lots of it. Sulla of course we find out in my channelings, was quite the drunk, but so, he says, was also his father.
The Romans were not allowed to eat grapes, we learn. To eat grapes, from which wine is made, is an insult to the gods, it is an insult to spoil grapes by eating them, since grapes can be refined into wine!
Whenever I ask the Romans if they drank cow's milk, both of the two times when I have asked, they laugh heartily and almost want to roll on the floor laughing. The Romans did not drink milk, milk is for babies or for the Greeks! However, one of the Roman ladies revealed a most intimate detail about her breast milk, namely she let her husband drink it during the sexual act, so that balance would be restored since he had given her so much of his semen.
What would you guess are the two favorite foods of the Romans? I could never have guessed it, but it seems to have been - other than the obvious wine - honey and oysters. Sulla tells us about honey. Honey seems to have been ridiculously expensive for the Romans to buy, and when I tell Sulla that I would bring him honey as a gift if only I could, he strongly doubts that this would be possible, since how could a poor slave like me (which he assumes that I am) afford any honey? Sulla however must have had access to endless riches, because he ate so much honey, he reveals, that it ruined his teeth and turned them jagged.
Most Romans I channel talk about oysters, either their love of good oysters and knowing which coastlines provided for the best ones, or they talk of how they really envy the fine Romans who get to eat oysters when they can't.
I also find pork on fine Roman dining tables. The pork is cooked juicy and steaming, yet they did not use salt to flavor it with. The pig was cooked still with its skin intact, though I doubt that the skin was eaten, but the pork is served on the table whole or at least with the thick crust of skin still there or at least a whole leg of pig bone and all. The Roman will then rip steaming meat off with his fingers, and put it to his mouth using fingers, so they did not eat with knives or forks, something which surprised me in the beginning, to see such upper class prominent people eating with their fingers.
Romans also ate fruit. There seems to always be a big bowl of fruit in the homes of fine Romans. Their fruits look nothing like ours. If you think of the cultivated big fruits at the store today, the Roman fruits looked more like from home orchards. Their fruits looked like wild fruits, they were probably also not as sweet as the fruits we have developed today. I have seen stone fruits that resemble plums and apricots. Today it seems rare for grown men of our time to eat lots of fruit, but the Roman men seem to have eaten more fruit, probably because our men get their sugar and calories from just about anywhere else. Sugar seems to have been more tricky for the Romans, which is why the Roman men really jumped at things like honey and fruit when it was available.
Pompeius The Great, who asks that I just call him Gnaeus, his family when he was growing up they had chickens which they kept in their own home. They called chickens "Gallinas", which is similar to the Spanish word for chicken today, "Gallina".
WOMEN OR MEN BUT NO CHILDREN?
Today we have babies and infants, and also toddlers, and then children, which can be either
boys or girls. Then we have teenage boys or teenage girls. Then the adult women and adult men. And lastly we have elder men and women. The Romans, I have learned in our channeling, they had only two different things. Two? Yes, only two!
There were women, and there were men. Children of all ages were namely women. A woman means "someone who is not a man". Boys were thus regarded as a woman, same type of person as a girl or a woman. Some "women", which we would call boys, develop into men. Boys, girls, and women, were all regarded as women. This is why Roman men could have sex with people who we today would think are girls, boys, or women. This is also why, most of the text of my Roman channeling, is extremely sexually explicit and why only adults should read them.
HOMOSEXUALITY IN ROME
It seems, when we look at human civilizations and cultures throughout time and place, homosexuality is something which emerges in some people, regardless of when or where a population exists, and so it seems to be something inherent to humans, rather than a product of society or culture, even though we all agree that some cultures have prohibited homosexuality or even made it punishable by death.
And so we know that homosexuality also appeared among the Ancient Romans. But how did they deal with this? Was it forbidden or did they allow it? The answer I find, is, that homosexuality was incredibly common among Ancient Roman men, because a large percentage of the Roman men I have channeled, were homosexual or bisexual. Perhaps this large percentage represents the normal percentage of homosexuality in human men which would emerge in any population where homosexuality is permitted, or, if the prevalence of homosexuality was higher among the Romans than in a population where it would simply naturally emerge, but was perhaps somewhat encouraged among the Romans.
Just some of the Ancient Romans I have channeled who are homosexual or bisexual, include Sulla, Nero, and Julius Caesar. However, it seems to have also served a practical purpose, namely, the Roman men describe their marriages to women as something political and complicated. A noble Roman man's wife was usually given to him by the woman's father so that he and the father could form political and family alliance. Yet, even while married, this girl who was his wife, still did not seem to fully belong to him, but to her father.
Roman men cherished the fact that homosexual affairs with another man meant that his lover would not become pregnant, because when a female has his son, it means that this boy has rights for his name and property. So Roman men were typically cautious about getting women pregnant with their sons. Also, even within a marriage and within the family in a household, men and women were in many regards kept separate. A Roman man with a male lover however could enjoy friendship and conversations. Also, the Roman men visited bathhouses which is where they bathed and washed, and women were not allowed in the men's bathhouses, and so with a room full of naked men together, things were likely to happen.
Nero was by all means like what we would say today a typical gay. He had very feminine gestures and interests, and he also had male lovers, and so we would say that Nero was a "real gay", as opposed to just a Roman man who went with what was more convenient.* Sulla's motives for having a male lover I do not know, but he also had sex with women too which would make him bisexual. Julius Caesar however felt true love and fondness toward boys, and in his case his feelings came from the heart.
*For some reason, Nero knew what I had written about him in the above previous paragraph, and he objected, he did not want me to compare him to Sulla. Even though I assured him that I regard him and Sulla to be two entirely different types of men, which they are, he again insisted firmly that I remove what I had written. And so, I have striked out that text. Let it be known, that Nero disapproved of what was written there, and let it be known, that we can by no means compare Nero to a man such as Sulla.
September 24 2015, 6:10 PM
I don't want my private life to be known. Not by anyone! - Nero
I have cried because of what I am! - Nero
I tried, to marry the daughters that I was given! And I couldn't. None of them never appealed to me. And now you write?!? - that I am like Sulla? And, just so you know, just for the record, Sulla was never a gay. And neither was I. Until I swore, I rebuked, what my mother had done! And so, I took on a male lover, but so did Spartacus, who was a great national hero. So, what of it?
Dear Nero, Emperor Nero. None of what I have said of you, was inaccurate. And none were meant or intended negatively about you. I admire you greatly as a person. You are the most beautiful man I have ever seen, and I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Many of the Romans have taken male lovers. And many men continue to do so even to our day, in my society. - me
Then why are you talking about it, woman? What's it to you? - Nero looks very sad, as if he is almost about to cry
No one intends to invade in your privacy. - me
Then why did you?! - Nero whines
I didn't mean for you to know any of it. About, my male lovers, and not the female ones. - Nero crying
Don't worry. You are thought of as one of the Great Romans. - me
And yet, you speak that, and you are a woman? Who taught you to speak such words, to me, one who was an Emperor? To Nero? My mother must have sent you up for this, she must have! Oh, why! Just because I had joined the theatre! And now they make jokes about, my penis being cut off! Like how they did with some slaves, who strayed. They cut their penises off, and threw it to the dogs. But with me! They did not! My penis was never cut off. Not even for standing on stage. And so what, if I took on not female lovers? - Nero, and so we learn that some slaves who strayed, or disobeyed it might have meant, had their penis cut off
Nero. I don't know how to help you. - me
Please, take this wine, and sit down. And tell me what you want. What, about these our cities? - Nero, and I see that he is absolutely clean, he has washed hair and he smells of clean water and soap, he is surprisingly clean and washed
Nero, dear? No one has disrespected - me interrupted
Do you know what they have said that I did to my country? That, I took on male lovers, that is the newest, that is the first. - Nero
I hate you so much now, like I have hated my mother. And I hate you! I HATE YOU SO MUCH! Look at you, what you have done to me! And look at all this! Look at what they have said about me, that I am a madman! And now this! About me being a secret gay lover? - Nero
NERO! Stop this whining at once! I am trying to tell you! Nothing bad has been said about you, because of anything I have done or said! - me
Then, fine, now let me rest. And leave this place at once! AND LEAVE ME ALONE WITH MY MALE LOVERS! LEAVE ME! NOW, YOU HEAR?! Or I will poke your eyes out, for looking at me. I was not your Nero, anyway. Or anyone else's. My mother, she, she must have set you up for this? To tell me, to talk about how I never took on any wives? I just wanted my one male lover, yes that is true. But I never meant any harm of it, to Rome. I just wanted, to live my life, and play my flute. Flute music it was also thought of as only for gays. - Nero
Nero! I hold you with all respect and dignity. I think nothing low of you. I think only highly of you. - me
So, my mother she did not sent you? Or, to the witches in the shore? They made some scary potions for her once, that nearly tried to kill me, and so I turned it to her instead. So that I could live! And then I hid, right here over in the caves. And, I still liked to play my music. Yes! And do you want to hear it! And yes, I took on some very male lovers. And we still like to hide out over here in the caves! Far out, far away from the eyes of the fishermen! ... I didn't want to go back to the city, after that. I just wanted to play with my flute, and live here in my cave. My mother couldn't find me here, hah hah! My male lovers? Why do you think that you write about them, and that you may know them? What have they ever done to you? Now, let me go play my flute. And dinner is almost ready. So? What? Are we done here? Have I said enough, "about, how I was never a real man"? As, a real man has to put his penis into a woman, I know that. But I didn't. Nor will I ever! I will only go here to dance and play with my flute! And yes! Even play with my very male lovers! So there! What then, of that? Has, has my mother Lucretia sent you to this? Has she? As, has she never even seen me here? - Nero
Nero, calm down. - me, for the record, Nero's mother was "Agrippina the younger", but I think also in the previous channeling he called his mother "Lucretia", I will have to check
Was your mother's name not Agrippina? - me
No. The woman who raised me was. I was adopted, taken in. And so was my brother, who was elder than me! And he died, all in her hand! So! We fled! Me and my other younger brother! I will play my flute now. - Nero
Nero, please stay calm. I have made no insults against you. I cherish you, and I think you are fully entitled to choose whom you love, even if that may be a man, whom you love. - me
Have you seen us play our theatre together? We did really good together! And then, one night, after the show performance, we made love, right there below the stage! And no woman could come in between our love! Not even my mother, "Agrippina". - Nero
Nero, all is well now. I am happy that you play your flute, I am happy that you have found a lover even if he is a male. Please, do not be angry with me. I respect you, and I respect how you live your life. I want you to seek out happiness, and only you know how that happiness will come. - me, he cries now, he is crying tears
They wanted to, hunt me, to chase me. And to burn me down, for having burned down the city. Do you know how bad that feels? And so, I hid here, at first, in the caves. Where I once had met my lover. And, I know that my mother had put you up for this. - Nero crying
I hid here in the caves, night and day. And now you, speak of Romans, with my name in there? Do you not know how it feels? They have made fun of me, for a long time. For playing in the theatre! Yes, in the great amphitheatre! - Nero
Nero calm down. I could only wish the best for you. I could only wish for happiness for you. I would never insult you, and I would never let anybody else insult you either. - me
Yet you were writing, that I was not a real man? Had my, did my mother put you up for this? Did she? As she said, "that I was never a great real man of Rome". Had my, or had my otherwise angry father did this to you? Has he, has he seen you by the way? Or, have you seen him? - Nero
Nero. I have not met your mother or father. I had met you. And I had gotten to know you a little bit better. And history can know you better, and like you more. People will only like you more. - me
So, they think I did better now? And, that I was not a Roman flute player, as, they liked to call me that. And it hurts me, it burns me even now! And, my mother must have set you up for this! And! What the hell did she do to my younger brother!? - Nero
Nero, calm down. All is well between you and me. Your mother did not send me. I was the one who was thinking about you once, and I had come to speak with you, to get to know you. - me
What rights do you have to my claim? What rights do you have to my body? What rights, tell me?! - Nero
I am a historian from the future. - me
You lie, you lie. - Nero
I think greatly of you. Only good of you. I am a friend for you. I could only do good for you. I can only love and accept you - me interrupted
You have no rights of love to me! You, you peasant! You, you very simple woman! What rights do you have, of my claim? Or my throne, of my emperorship? Of my daily life even, of which you write?! What rights, you!! - Nero
Calm down now, I insist! You are getting carried away! You are expressing pains and fears which you have had living in you all this time, and I did not cause them! Your own insecurities, are not my fault! I think only good of you. I think very highly of you. I love that you played theatre, I love that you played the flute - me interrupted
Yes, and would you like to hear me play it? - Nero happy, about the flute
I would change nothing of your character. Please calm down. I accept you, I respect you, and I love you, which means acceptance, admiration, and adoration. - me
You haven't embalmed my feet, like the other ones did. The ones who love me, I mean, I say. - Nero smiling, he thinks of some women who have washed his feet in some white soapy powder as a gesture of admiration or love
Are we good now? Can you calm down? If I wrote that you had male lovers, then what harm can that do? - me
Because I played the flute with them. And I was not supposed to. - Nero
Well, Nero. The only ones, who are going to read what I write about you, are people in my home town, and over here, we accept flute players, and even those men who have male lovers. - me
Oh yes? Then I would like to live there. Where is it, that town, who loves flute players? And, can they bathe my feet there? Can they, do the embalming act? Because I like that, when they do. It makes me feel soo soothed and relaxed! That is the only thing I like and that I miss, about women. - Nero
There is nothing here for you to feel upset about. The people I belong to, we like flute players and we like you Nero. We see nothing wrong with you, that is there to criticize. We accept you fully as you are. - me
Then, would you like to hear my flute playing? - Nero happy, he licks his lips
I will listen to your flute playing some other day, Nero. - me
Me and my younger brother, used to do it all the time. - Nero about the flute playing, he becomes serious
Can we go now? I have got lots of work to do! I have got lots and lots of things to write! Please, regard me as one of your friends. - me interrupted
Friends? Does that mean that you think that I should pardon you, that I should not send you out to my guards? As, bah! Please spare me of your humble-seeking! You will do as I say here, as I am the king, the next Emperor! I was meant to be. - Nero
I must leave now, Nero. Please remember, that I have expressed no criticism about you. I can only express admiration about you. I admire that you played the theatre, I admire that you played the flute, and I admire that you found a man you love, who is a man. Not everybody is so lucky as you, to find either a man or a woman whom they choose to love. - me
Those are strong words, from a woman who is not a priest. As, only a woman who is a priest could have talked to me. And? You are not? Or what priesthood do you belong to? - Nero, he speaks here with a trembling voice, perhaps he trembles before priests and gods and religion, rightfully as many Romans did
Are you happy now? Have you stopped being angry? - me
No! Not ever about my brother! I will never forget him. About that, I will always be angry, until my last days. And? What priesthood do you belong to? - Nero, he put the palm of the hand forward with the fingers pointing up on a rigid arm, when he said "No!", it is the Roman gesture for dismissal, it is perhaps the first time I have seen Nero use it to me, whereas men like Sulla use it to me all the time
I was not meant to swallow a man's seed. But I did it. And now, I am here? To listen to you, whom my mother sent? Who are you, woman?! - Nero
It is time for me to leave now. I am not sent by your mother. And I hold you in high regard, and so will anybody whom I tell to about you. - me
Why do women get to speak like this? Have you, have you not had your tongue or your hair cut off for that yet? For speaking up to me, to me, who is even going to be the next Emperor? And what, what did you know about my brother? About, how we were not enemies, and stuff. My mother? She must have sent you up for this. To rile me up! To get me all upset! To hurt me! To hurt me like she always does, up until my last days! Oh man, how I hate my mother! She tried to kill me, me Nero, like she had killed my brother! With poison! Like when she poisoned him! And now she has sent me to you! To be poisoned, by your words! Oh, when, when will this ever stop! When does she stop hating me, my angry mother?! I will take this cup of poison, I swear, I promise. - Nero, the last part he is thinking of a suicide by poison from a silver cup
Nero, please listen to me because what I want, is to help you to feel better. The only reason why I speak to you, even though I am a woman, is now because I want to help you to feel calm and happy and safe. - me
I only feel calm and happy when I play the flute. And they tried to take that away from me. Have you, have you been sent here by my mother? - Nero
Nero. - me interrupted
This poison, it broke and it ended my heart, so that the guards could never catch me. I think, I think that I took it. But I am not sure? And even if I did, then where am I, and where is my brother? I am not sure if I did. Or, if my mother and her guards they got to me. I don't know, if I swallowed it, or if I am still in the cave. Oh please! Please help me! - Nero, he sees the light opening before him, the one where souls are meant to go, but he fears it when he sees it and calls for help because of the light where he is not ready to go
Nero, sweetheart. - me
"Sweetheart"? Now I know that my mother did not sent you! - Nero smiles
I am a friend for you, if you want it. - me
I don't want any sexual favors from you. Unless, that you want... - Nero
Forgive me if I have trespassed into your private life. I only wanted to get to know you better. - me
Why you? And why not the fathers who had sent you? Why you, literally, a woman? Why? - Nero
Because I am from a village where women are equal to men. That is why I had not known, that I was not meant to speak to you, because I am a woman. I had not known this. - me
So my mother, had not sent you? - Nero
No. I sent myself, all on my own! - me
Well you!, you are not meant to talk to Roman men! You are not allowed here on these premises! And then, I need you to get out. - Nero
Can I leave you now, Nero? And please trust me, that your mother did not send me, that I have not even met your mother. - me
You are like my sister then, whom I can talk to. Because, not all Roman men can talk to you. Others, like those officers there, they would have sent you out. Or, even if you were crawling on the floor they would not have shown mercy. As, as, only a man could have spoken to me? You know that, don't you? About boys, and men? Or, don't you know that, don't you know anything? And, are you not afraid of me? Even, just a little? Or, are you all like a boy, that can be frisky? - Nero
I come from a village where women send themselves, and where women can talk. - me
But we don't like that here, with our gods. We don't let us, and also not our neighbors, to do that. Because, it upsets the gods! Oh please help me! - Nero, the "please help me" he wants to kneel down and cry because he feels sorry that my behavior is upsetting the gods
It is time for me to go. I wish, that you can feel better. I wish that somehow I could have helped you to feel better. - me interrupted
See? You are a lot then like my sister? My ill-wishes they do not go to you, they go all to my mother. And to her crazy man, her "dad". - Nero, the "dad" is the mother's husband, often Romans refer to a woman's husband as "her father", as if it were her "new father", so it is not a mistake here that Nero refers to him as "her dad"
I didn't want you to leave yet. What news, what news have you got of my brother? Or, have you not got any? Have you got any, or have you not? Or, about those other men whom we have cut their throats off? - Nero, "cut their throats off" came to me in another language, which I translated here
Nero, I have no news for you of your brother, nor of your mother either. What more can I do for you, Nero, to be of service? And then I will go. - me
You are not a priestess then? - Nero
No, I am not a priestess. - me
I have drunk this, I am sure. I drunk it, to avoid the decapitation. - Nero, with white milk in a cup, a poison
Did you drink poison? Did you really? I am so sorry if you did! - me
They would have decapitated me. And this time, now, I got a proper Roman funeral and burial. I did it to
save myself, and also, to save my soul. As, the Roman wargenerals are not allowed to decapitate a dead man. I did it to save myself. But? Did I take it? Did I really? Or am I not dead yet? I don't know. I guess, that I am? Because, I can still play the flute, but? Am I really here? Or am I? Over there, where you are? Are you playing the flute, because I can hear it? - Nero, I have got classical music playing in the background here, it is harp
I don't know where I am going to go. If I am going to go over to the boats. Or if I should stay here. I am just, I am just so scared of running into my mother, if she is angry. If she, if she blames me for the burning of the city! - Nero
Did you burn the city? Did you? - me
No. Of course not. I only wanted to revenge, to retribute for what she did to my brother. And so, I burned no one. No. I only wanted to play theatre! Oh, please save me! I just want to play flute! And play, with my very male lover. And we want to make love, and be lovers, over there, by the beach, in the caves. We want to play flute there, and be lovers. And make fun, of everybody else, who lives in the city! Like if the world is our own! - Nero
Nero, it is time for me to go now. I can visit you again some other time. And please forgive me, if I was a woman who spoke to you. - me
Oh, I don't care about that. Only the generals do. They shouldn't have seen you in here and speaking to me. They might not like that. But I do! Really, I do! It was tremendously fun! Or, even if the gods didn't like it. Then I should not see you again. But really! I enjoyed it! And, do tell my mother never to come here! Or to the priesthood to which you belong. - Nero
I am going now Nero! - me
I got really dizzy once. And I think it is because I have drunk this beverage. But, I cannot be sure of that. Do you think, do you think that I died here? Or did I not. Because I can still play the flute music. Or? Ahh, I do not know! My brother, he is not here yet, and that is how I know that I have not died. My mother isn't there, is she? Or is she, together, with my brother? As, have they all died, and she is holding him hostage? To not let him come in here to me? Or, have they both not all died? Or have they? What can you tell me, of this that is the truth? - Nero
I do not know where in time you are. Someone in my future will say to me - me interrupted "that I have died"
But now I am not asking about you? - Nero
I do not know if I am speaking to you who lives, or if I am speaking to you who died. I just know, that your soul it is eternal. - me
We Romans we do not speak of that. And so you cannot be one of us. Who are you, really? I mean, what
kind of emperorship and king do you have? And what do they mean of us? Do, tell me? Or is it the great
unknown. - Nero
I am from the far north, and also from your future. Do not fear that, it is not the wind gods. - me
Bah, I do not fear you. I only fear, what might have happened to my brother, and what may have
happened to me. Am I just, floating here? Or am I, somewhere there where you are? Where am I? Or,
am I still playing in the theatre? I do not know. Only that I can still play the flute. - Nero
It is now really time for me to leave you Nero. I care about your best wishes, I want only what is good to come to you. Yes, a little bit as if I were your sister, as if I had a reason to really care about you. Because I can extend that caring outside of my own family. And it is not because you are an Emperor, but because you are you! I cherish you. I cherish you so much Nero! And I do not want you to be afraid! I accept you fully as you are, and everyone I will talk to about you, about the Nero whom I have met, I will say good things to them about you, and they will say that you are a good man. And that is why, all is well here. You are cherished for who you are, for playing the theatre, for playing the flute, and even for your love with your male lover. There is no hatred or judgement against you from me or from anyone with whom I will speak about you. - me
So, my mother did not sent you? And, you have no news of my brother? Or, of my sister, Ophilia? - Nero
You have a sister named Ophilia? - me
I haven't cried, I swear, I promise. I don't cry. And only, so, leave me alone! Leave me. - Nero
I don't want you to send the soldiers in here. Because!, they would have decapitated me, had I not drunk this! I drunk the milk of poison. - Nero, it sounded like "the milk of efrem" or something like that, but it also came out as "the milk of poison"
At 7:05 PM I left the computer to get some yoghurt, and that is how the conversation was ended. Nero was not going to let me go or stop talking, he just wouldn't and I had tried many times to shake him off. So eventually I just left.
I add the notes, that I by no means contacted Nero this time, when he came to talk to me. I had no thoughts of being in connection with him. I had come to write a page on my website which presents a summary of several facets of Roman life. When I had written about his homosexuality, he had somehow found out about what I had written about him, and he seemed most upset that I had compared him to Sulla, since I wrote about both being homosexual.
I must say, that Nero is an exceptionally handsome young man. He has that vertically very short face which is typical for many of the most dashing Ancient Romans, which means for instance that the forehead is very short and not long. He has blonde hair curled into tufts. He has a nice beach tan which shows that he goes out much. Muscular and with a gorgeous body. Today he might look like a handsome 20-something beach surfer, he could today also have worked as a male model, he is gorgeous.
Nero feels very anxious and emotional and this also comes through in the words that he speaks. He is very traumatized, worried, anxious, sad, and mourning about his mother having murdered his younger brother. He is very fearful of his mother, as we see, and we find out that he had taken poison to take his life because Roman soldiers were looking for him to decapitate him, and he preferred to die by poison so that he could have a proper Roman funeral.
He comes across as very neurotic, he seems scared to death, nervous, he is a frightened boy in his early 20's. But apart from the emotional trauma which seems to have been caused by his mother and family tragedies, apart from that, he was a man who loved theatre and playing the flute, I know from earlier channeling that he loved sea voyages on boats, he had a male lover, he was a man who enjoyed his interests and hobbies and living life and having fun, and he seemed to mostly yearn for life away from Rome's political city centre. He was a good man, a good boy, he just seems to have had a very dangerous mother.
Comparing Nero to the other Roman men whom I have channeled, Nero does not push this enlarged crushing oppressive destructive sexist male presence at me, as many of the other Roman men do. Nero rather seems sweet and completely neurotic and consumed by fear so that his attention is inward on himself, and he lacks this imposing male ego which the other Roman men mostly seem to have. I have always suspected it to also be because Nero is homosexual, so he does not look at me with sexual intentions.
7:30 PM:
I love Nero. I want what's best for him. - me
I wasn't my father's son, I wasn't even allowed to live. - Nero, I had said that to him since I had seen him still aware of me and he was concerned, and here he reveals that he was not the biological son of the man who was living with his mother, and that his parents, these parents, were plotting to have him removed, as they had done for the same reasons I presume already to Nero's younger brother?
Talking with Romans I've learned that the biological son meant the most to a Roman man, as this son would carry his name, inherit his wordly belongings, and carry on the reputation and honor that the father had achieved. Nero already revealed earlier today in these conversations, that the woman who was his mother was not his biological mother, that he was adopted. Turns out now that the man who was posing as his father was also not his biological father. Where were Nero's biological parents? Why had Nero and his brother been given to this woman and this man who were now plotting to kill the boys?
7:36 PM:
My real name was Gaius. I was taken in. To live life like the Romans! So, me and my brother we were taken in. By my mother, who was a slave-owner. We were treated like slaves, at first. And then, we were honored! But, we did not know why, until later. Until my sister got married to another man. And then, when she had gotten married, they both came after us! - Nero, "after us" means he and his brother
I was no longer named Gaius. - Nero
Why were you and your brother and sister adopted by this woman and man who posed as your parents? - me
They didn't "pose", as my parents. They treated us well at first, when they took us in. Then they said we were mentally ill. And they took us to those priests. - Nero
What are you talking about? - me
They took us to priests, to later get us married. But, we didn't want to go. And my brother he ran away. And then, he got caught, he got kidnapped. And they said that they would kill him, they would murder him! And me, and him at first. - Nero, "and me, and him at first" means "and me too I was also going to get killed, but they were going to kill him first and then me after that"
Who were your original real birth parents? - me
Oh, we don't want to say, it was somebody at the great mountain. It was Zeus, they said That Zeus, had thrown us out of there that mountain. - Nero thinks of the volcano with the inside that is red and hot
You were born out of a volcano, and Zeus is your real father? - me
Yes. They were, both very prominent Roman leaders. And so they took us in. But then, they got really tired of us both. And they tried to sell us away, to slave handlers, to slave traders. But they kept my woman, because she was thought of as more prominent! - Nero, "my woman" is his sister, she was kept
Nero? Were you really born out of the volcano? What do you remember of your early childhood? - me
I was with priests. But first, earlier than that, I was with slave owners. And they tried to brand us, but we said wait. - Nero, "brand" means to slave brand with a burn mark so that they are known as slaves, like how cows are branded today but theirs was on the wrist it seems
Nero? What is this story you are telling me? - me
My sister got not-branded first. Because she was the first one to get branded. And then, they take my little brother, who also got not branded! And then me. And then we, both of us, we fled from that slave trader, that slave handler. And we got to the great Roman city. To be the Emperor! The slave trader didn't find us there. Nor did he come there looking for us either. Our mother? Or the woman who was going to be our mother, had heard some great news out of Egypt. That she was going to find the next king. And, that she was going to find him out there on the road. And so she took us, to be her next king. To be the next great Emperor, the leader! So we were named, no longer Gaius, we the boys. - Nero
Is this a true story Nero? Were your real parents not Roman nobility? - me
No, we were threwn right out of the volcano. We were born out of there, out of Zeus! Who had thrown us! So that we could be great kings! Like nobility! But, my brother he got killed first. - Nero, and he thought of him wearing a cape when he said "could be great kings"
Nero? Do you remember your own first mother? - me
No. - Nero
Do you remember - me interrupted
NO!!! I had said!! He was the slave trader! - Nero, when I am going to ask if he remembers his first father. So they must have been given to a slave trader as children too young to remember any other parents, these kids.
Nero? And they said to you that your father is Zeus? Is he really your father? - me
Yes, the Egyptian prophecy says that. And do you dare to question their priests, their great religion? They would have thrown you away, to the lions, if you said that. If you said, to their priests, that they were lying, that they were wrong! And so, to uphold, to keep the great prophecy, we were taken in. To be the great next king. Or? Do you want to be thrown to the lions? Do you want them to taste you? So. I was taken in, to be the great next king. And, my sister, Ophelia, was also. But then, our mother went haywire. She said, that the witches had conspired against us. That we, the three children, were poisoned. So, she tried to poison us, to remove the poison. So that the poison would not affect her. And so it goes, that her father [[meaning husband]] had sent after us. - Nero, again, the adoptive mother's "father" is her "husband"
Nero. History does not know this story. - me
Why not. - Nero looks at me with big blank eyes, as if he is about to cry, he looks like an innocent child
Your father is Zeus? And was your mother a human woman of this world, or was your mother also a goddess? - me
I was so afraid to tell you that. In case that you would persecute me, and haunt me. If I told you, that my mother she was not my real mother. And. That is why I have come here, and hidden in the caves. And, I am still waiting for my brother, and sister Ophilia. - Nero
So, please let me recap. You remember that you and your brother and sister were with the slave handler. You three escaped from him into the city of Rome. Your mother was a Roman noble woman, who had been given a prophecy by the Egyptians, that she would find the next Emperor on the streets of Rome. And so she found you and took you three children in, and you were termed the children of Zeus. But then, she received another prophecy, which told that you children had been poisoned, and so to remove this poison from getting to her, she had to poison you three children, and she started by poisoning your younger brother. Did this all really happen to you Nero? You know, in the future the world knows - me interrupted "nothing of this"
I do not care about the future! I want to be living in the here and now! And now next, I need to know from you, where is my mother? And where have you hidden her? - Nero
You fear this woman, because she killed your brother, and now she was coming after to kill you! - me
But first, she married my sister Ophelia away. - Nero
Who my real father was? I never knew. But, *shrugs* I guess it was Zeus, just like all the other men and brothers say. - Nero
Nero? Did your "mother" have any sons of her own? Any sons that she had birthed? - me
I drank this milk of Efrat. To avoid her untimely death unto me. And so, I hid here, in the caves at first. But then I came here, I snuck back into my room. To finish it! To end the death! So that she would not find me, I am hiding! - Nero, he shouts from anger, from "To finish it!" and until the end to "I am hiding!"
Nero? Were you going to become the Emperor of Rome? - me
Yes, but only with the guidance of the priestship. I couldn't have done it alone. They were going to tell me everything, that I needed to say. Yes, even when I need to take a shit. Because their details, they were really that rigorous. And, I didn't want to do it, with my father breathing down my neck. Because he coveted it! The leader position! And so, my mother wanted to poison me the first. But she got to my little brother first. And then, she married away my younger sister, Ophilia. - Nero
We were thrown out of the volcano of Zeus, they said. And so, no one else would have wanted to have me, but her. She had to find me there, to take me in, they said. The Roman people said, that I was the found and destined leader Emperor. The Emperor of Rome, who was the son of Zeus. It could be none better, than me. And so, they watched me, and us, day and night. So see what we would do, and what we would say. We had to learn from them what to say. The priests directed our every move. Even where we could have gone. Or, whom my sister would marry. Or, where me and my brother would go, or whom we would visit, which houses we should go to first. And with whom, or if my mother should visit them with us. Or, where my brother should go, alone, like to that hill where the lightning strike of Zeus had hit. - Nero
The god of Zeus never hit a lightning strike to me, the son of Zeus. So that was seen also as an ill omen! Oh! - Nero, the "oh!" is with great anxiety and despair
How old were you, when you first were taken in by your mother to her house? And how old are you now? - me
You always say Lucretia about your mother's name? Who is Lucretia? - me
My brother's and mine favourite name. - Nero
Who is Agrippa? - me
My father's wife. - Nero, the father who is the adoptive father in Agrippa's home
Was Agrippa cruel to you? Did she hit you? Did she show affection to you? - me
No! Never! As Roman men are never shown affection to! We are meant to be soldiers! - Nero shouts and objects very strongly, and we meet another culture shock, I would have thought that Agrippa would have been a good mother if she would have been caring and affectionate toward the children, but Nero means that a mother should never show weakness or affection to boys, oh dear I always seem to say the wrong thing when I only mean well, and here when he says "Roman men" he really means boys, a boy child, who in our terms in today's society only will become men
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Were the Romans more homosexual than men of our day? I would think so. Because a lot of men in our society would feel ashamed to admit that they were homosexual, also today if a man has sex with another man, then it somehow tends to mean that they are not "real men", it takes away their manhood. However a Roman man who has sex with a man, is by no means any less of a man, but even perhaps more of a man. There was no guilt involved. The Ancient Roman society allowed homosexuality among men.
The channeled conversations I have had with Ancient Romans are strictly only for adults to read, because the Romans have talked to me so openly about their sexual lives.
SEX IN ROME
When I contact the spirit of an Ancient Roman, whether that be a man or a woman, I always intend for a conversation about politics, military, society, and life in Rome. I almost always however end up in a conversation about sex. Namely, with almost no exceptions, when I as a woman approach a Roman man, for him this means that I have been sent to him by a man who governs me, and that it means I was sent for him, for him to have sex with me. I could just as well have stripped naked before them, rubbed my body all over them, and said "take me I'm yours".
And so indirectly from this, I have learned that Roman women did not simply go up to a Roman man for a nice little chat about politics or military. Roman women would have not talked to the men, unless they were literally thrown at him for sex. And this goes for both women of Roman noble families and upper class, as well as women who are slaves.
There seems to be a lot more sex in Ancient Rome than in our society today. Today, even though I am a woman, I can walk among men and I can even talk to men and it does not imply anything sexual. As a woman, today I make my own decisions about who I have sex with, and those decisions have got nothing to do with my father.
In Ancient Rome, a girl's father decided who she will marry. And the girl was typically very young, maybe 12 to 14 years old when she was married. The Roman women I have channeled, they talk about their marriages to men who were picked by their fathers, but the women also talk about their secret lovers.
It is true that Romans had sex with male and female slaves that they owned. There seems to also have been whore houses which seem to all have been kept at the harbors. When I talk to Sulla, he assumes that I am a "harbor slut" sent to him from the whore house at the harbor.
And based on the stories told to me by the Ancient Romans I have channeled, infidelity in marriage was more norm than exception.
Today we humans in Western society live in a world with suppressed and hidden sexuality. And now that we women have been liberated and have a say in all aspects of our own lives, we have also made it complicated for men to approach us. The Romans skipped all dating and flirting, they pretty much just grabbed what they wanted, and some parts of it I envy, if only today we could quickly accept our own sexual feelings and desires and two people could easily agree to make love. Today we make sex very complicated, we are ashamed of it, and we suppress it best we can.
DISEASES IN ROME
Romans were afflicted by diseases which we today have eradicated or for which we have cures. Romans suffered from these diseases for their entire lives, and some of these diseases were deadly to which they succumbed. We cannot today remember what the fear was like for people to live with these diseases, and the fear of catching these diseases. And mix into that the Roman superstition from religion, and you have got a very scary world to live in.
Most of the Romans I have spoken to have taught me about the wind gods. Prior to channeling them I would have only known to assume that the Romans had gods such as Zeus, Neptune, Mars and Venus, which they had borrowed from the Greeks. But Romans, we learn, also had gods who were elementals, the wind gods and the thunder gods. There were also various treacherous ill-intending female deities, such as the witch women who lived in caves at the shore, or the woman who lived under the sea and drowned ships to get what she wants.
When the wind blew, the Romans knew that this was the wind gods blowing at them. One of the Roman women I channeled, told me how when she wore the Roman crown that is made of small leaves, and the wind gods had not blown it off of her head, then she felt happy, because she knew that the wind gods had approved of her wearing the crown. Sulla, who spent a great deal of time out at sea with the Roman sailships, he attributes perhaps as much as all of his military successes and his subsequent honorary positions in Rome, to the favor of wind gods, since it was the wind gods who had put wind in his sails and led him right.
When I speak to the Romans, most of them think that I am one of the wind gods speaking to them, and then they fear me because of that. The wind gods were feared, since they did not only affect the fate of sailships out at sea, but the wind gods were also the ones who brought disease. When Sulla contracted a sexually transmittable disease from one of the boy lovers he had who had come from the Greek world, he feels disappointed that he had not foreseen that the wind gods were angry at him.
Romans could get a disease which causes many small raised skin-colored patches of skin which are not red or inflamed and which do not leak or contain pus. These would affect the genital area and around the anus and would also cover the tongue and hands. Another disease I have seen covers the body in round bumps.
Romans had a notion of that gods or perhaps also people who were sent by angered gods, could poison wells which would make everybody sick.
Many Romans died in fever. Mars was the god of fire and warfare. So when a person died in fever, the fever was a fire given by god Mars, and Mars was wanting to take that person. Sometimes cooling the person who had a fever, with water, helped. But it did not always help to save a person. Most Romans knew someone in their family who had died of fever for the god of Mars.
Romans had medicines that they tried, many were probably useless in a real sense. These consisted of various plants and leaves that were ground in a mortar and pestle into a green alcaline paste which was probably taken orally.
One time when I channeled a Roman and my hair was shorter back then, Sulla I think it was questioned me why my hair was so short (because I am a woman) and he asked me why that was, if it was because of a disease, or if it was because of lice. So we know that Romans were at least aware of, if not also affected by, lice.
How about their teeth? Some Romans have had parts of their teeth knocked out, such as Pompeius. Sulla had ruined his teeth because of his love of honey, his teeth seem to all be there, but have jagged edges and are very yellow. One Roman, the one who was an astronomer whom historians think had come from Syria I think it was, his teeth had many parts that were black.
8:14 PM
They won't like me once they find out what I had done with my mother, I had made love with her. And, she wasn't the one who made me. Nor was it the Roman generals, who weren't even angry about what I said. They didn't like my sister marrying away, so that is why I did it. And yes! I made love to Agrippa! And, she didn't make me. Nor did I just always have my male lovers. I made love to a woman. Once. - Nero, he speaks at his own initiative, and I wasn't even thinking of anything related to this what he said
Ok. So you made love to your mother? But she wasn't even your biological mother. - me
That doesn't matter. - Nero says with a frown all over his face, so it seems that there is no difference between a biological mother, or an adoptive mother, once it is the mother it is the mother no matter
Ok. Thank you for letting me know. - me
And I never made love to my sister. If you had wanted to know. But I made love to my mother Agrippa. And she didn't make me. And I did it to anger my father. He didn't have to know, either. And! We weren't lovers! - Nero
BOYS OR GIRLS
For the Roman men, it was important to have a son because he was like an extention of himself. A son would inherit his father's reputation in society and carry it onward. Daughters were almost not counted as all as offspring. Even the women who had babies hoped to have a son, because they too knew that it was more important to have a son than to have a daughter.
A father married his daughters away almost as "gifts" to other men whom he admired or wanted to join with in political and family alliance. From conversations with Romans channeled, I get the feeling that these women who were gifts in marriage were never quite belonging to the husband, as if the father could at any time take their daughters back if the husband did not behave as expected, now not in terms of in the bedroom or in the matrimony, but in terms of the alliances with the father it seems. Many Roman men felt awkward toward their wives who were gifts, as if they did not quite know how to handle these women, almost like if the woman was a car that was only borrowed to them by their fathers. Men made the children they were expected to have with these wives, but both husband and wife often had secret lovers with whom they took out more liberties and were not as careful around but let go of all inhibitions with.
SLAVES
Romans had slaves. I was surprised to hear Gaius Marius talk about his slaves as if it was no big deal. He was not even ashamed of having slaves, there was no sense of guilt or embarrassment about having to have slaves in his possession. And that surprised me. The Roman world is very harsh to someone like me, many times I have felt crushed when met with the Roman harshness in various aspects of their world.
Romans had slaves who were men, women, and children. Slaves performed household duties such as cooking. Many soldiers and personal bodyguards of noble Romans seem to be slaves, and perhaps some of such soldiers were allowed to suspend their status as slave to upgrade it into the status of a soldier.
From what I can gather, the Great Roman Pompeius The Great came from a family of slaves, although he has not explicitly stated that they were slaves. He says that his father was a miner, and that he too worked in the mines. His family lived in a leaning dark house made out of clay with a dirt floor and they had chickens, "galinas", living with them in the house. It seems that Pompeius had actually headed over to the city to revenge on the aristocrats "who drank wine and ate oysters", but he ended up finding himself up in their ranks.
The slaves whom I have seen seem to all belong to a different ethnic group than the "real Romans". "Real Romans", who were people who could presume to own land and live in fine houses and own slaves, were tall and Caucasian with brown or blonde hair and light eyes. Slaves looked entirely different, had dark "creole" skin color, dark brown eyes and black hair and were built shorter and more robust. Pompeius was of such a build, dark and robust.
ROMAN GODS
The Romans were tremendously superstitious and religious, and in the conversations they paint a world where gods really rode in chariots across the sky, sent lightning bolts down as omens, and drowned ships to get what they want.
Romans had learned of the great gods from the Greeks, and to be better safe than sorry, they had adopted worship of the Greek gods, gods such as Zeus, Mars, Mercury, and Neptune. The Greeks had constructed breathtakingly impressive temples for the gods, and Romans envied those temples. The Romans also envied the cleanliness of Greek cities and the "easy-going" life of Greeks. Romans however, had decided to be a warring nation, rather than a nation defined of beauty and poetry. And so the god you most often hear about, if you ask Sulla or Pompeius, is the god of fire and warfare Mars. And if you ask Julius Caesar, it is the god Jupiter.
The gods had a will of their own, and they made many decisions that affected the lives of individual Romans who were living their lives. Very often, gods would punish a Roman whom they were upset with. Gods could also reward and side with Romans whom they liked. The reasons for why a god was angry, or pleased, was not always obvious to the Roman who received the treatment by a god.
It was important not to talk of the gods too much, because they could hear you. One should never make it seem as if one in any ways questioned the will of the gods. Even when the gods were intending something bad and malicious for a person, you should not speak anger or question the god. One must always be on good terms with a god, always respectful, and always listen to them when they speak through signs or when they speak in the temple.
It seems, the gods could also read one's thoughts. You would act happy and cheerful when in the presence of gods, even when you felt fearful, you should always be brave and strong and allow the gods to carry out their will. Or otherwise, if you showed anger or if you resented them for their decisions, you would have much more reason to fear!
Gods did in fact look like large-sized giant men and women, as the Greeks had depicted them. And it was ok to have large-sized statues depicting the gods, especially for the goddesses of beauty. It was even ok to dress up as a god or a goddess, because that meant that this deity would visit you in person and come to check you out. The costume would include clothing and could also include singing and playing an instrument. But you could not be a novice when dressing up to embody a god, it had to be certain that you were up to the standards.
We might easily be confused into thinking that the Romans were supremely political and rational people, because we think of their senate, their fine writing and literature, their distinguished clothing and fine buildings. And so we might be disappointed to find out how incredibly superstitious they were, and how every facet of their lives was ruled by religion. A simple lightning bolt or especially anything resembling a comet meant that a Roman would change the entire course of his life accordingly. Wars were fought, and designed, around signs from the gods.
The Romans believed that gods were up in the sky looking on humans, and signs had been seen many times to know that the gods demanded that humans display war for them. The gods loved honor and power, and they demanded to be shown warfare. One of the most surprising discoveries in my channeling, is the true purpose of the Colosseum, where brutal fights were held before an audience. People like me are lead to believe from how we are taught in school and in media, that the Romans were very bloodthirsty people who loved to watch gruesome fights in the Colosseum. But this turned out to not be the case. It was the gods who demanded bloody fights. And by showing the gods fights in the Colosseum, which had an open top without roof so that the gods could watch down, the gods would be pleased and not demand so many real warfares from humans. It was a way to save lives, to prevent warfare.
Men like Sulla took part in a cult of Mars and burned their hands with fire to mark themselves with a black mark for Mars. When people were sick with a fever it had been given to them by Mars. And Roman soldiers did not wear warm clothing or pants because the warmth had to come from within, to wake up the fire of Mars in them, and I think it was Pompeius who told me that when I wondered if the Roman soldiers did not feel cold at nights.
The Romans constantly feared the gods. They lived with this a constant fear. But they kept their spirits up. You should always smile and be brave and outwardly confident, even when you felt fear inside. Romans were not allowed to show weakness, but many they were weak inside out of the fear of gods. The gods were always watching, always listening, and always judging your acts. You had to achieve greatness, not only in order to honor the name of your father whose name you had inherited, but also to impress the gods. It was all about appearances, and reputation, both in the human societies, as well as up above with the gods.
It is shocking to learn from the Romans how the choice to go out to war, as well as how the warfare was designed, was all based on religious superstition, following signs such as the rotating marble ball in the temple of Jupiter, or based on comets in the sky or how the wind blows. They were willing to bet the lives of men on this, as well as their own lives.
And so after speaking to many Romans, I would sum up Ancient Rome as a world defined by misogyny, sex, brutality, and superstition.
HAIRSTYLES
Upper class Romans were conscientious about their hairstyles. Women did not cut their hair, and it was let to grow long. When my hair is anything shorter than very long, Roman men I talk to comment on my hair being short, they assume it means I am a slave, or they mock me and call me a boy. Roman women had a braid which ran all along the front at the forehead.
Roman men had short hairstyles. Today when men get a haircut, the hairdresser picks up a long row of hair and cuts it so that all hair around the head at any given length is of the same length, they take an adjacent row of hair and cut it to align with the hair next to it. Romans seem to have cut hair in individual tufts, grabbing a tuft of hair at a time and not worrying too much if it gets the same length as hair next to it. These tufts were then styled with some kind of hair product into curved locks, especially important was the row of locks at the forehead for men.
Roman men were shaved. Men from other cultures at the same time, had full beards.
MUSIC IN ROME
Sulla speaks often fondly of music. He enjoyed visiting musical performers, and unless I am remembering my channeled information wrong (would have to check the pages), he also played music himself. Nero talks about how he loved playing the flute and performing in theatre. And one of the Roman women I channel, I find her in a moment when she was dressed up as a goddess and played a small harp in her role as impersonating, embodying, the goddess. The Romans knew that the gods love music, both played from musical instruments and sung to. Music and singing were part of some religious worship for gods and goddesses. Music itself was thought of more as a godly activity, the happiness from experiencing music meant that you were joint with the gods, same as the drunk feeling of lightness from drinking wine was given by the gods and spent together with gods.
ANNOUNCEMENT: This page has been based entirely on channeled information. Nothing on this page can be assumed to be true. You cannot use this page for a school project. You cannot presume to learn anything here because this page does not present known facts. This page is to be treated as a fictional novel, as imagination, even if I claim it to be genuine channeling and conversation with the Romans. Allow yourselves to be moved by the material, and hopefully it takes you on a journey into the Ancient Roman world and to these people we know the most of Rome, as it has moved and taken me on a journey to their world which I miss when I am not there.