I don't understand why I've had such horrific deaths. I don't.
Once you believe/remember/understand past lives, they become a deep fascination. It really is like putting a puzzle of your soul and fragments of it from all over time together again. I can't explain the depth of questions it answers and things it makes make sense.
I put two and two together on something last night. I've had a dream about this past life before. Different setting and shit but it was the same, more or less.
I seen it at first on some Mysteries and Monuments show. Was like, "Oh!" That's the life I was a prostitute. Or, sex worker.
I feel like we were snuck in. Like, weren't supposed to be there technically but we were. And I was with another girl (who is alive now and I'm pretty sure I know who she is, but she's 'famous' so... Good luck on making those dots connect) and we agreed to sneak in together.
I mean a butt load of dudes and soldiers and stuff... I'm not surprised there were prostitutes. And we were two of them.
It seems like the tragic lives I have a hard time connecting with deep in my soul. It's like a memory. Not necessarily a connection. It's interesting.
So, yeah. If I wasn't on that specific boat (which I believe I was), I was on another one around that time.
Fucking died on the fucking Titanic too. What in the fuck. Some fucked up shit.
Hello reason I will never ever be on a boat. Ever.
I was with a friend the other night at lunch/dinner, and mentioned something about my period and bleeding to death... Then she said immediately, "No. Not in this lifetime you won't." Before she reminded me of my life where I was murdered.
I didn't even realize I'd said it that way. Very interesting stuff.
How many past lives do you think you've had? Any weird interests or hobbies or memories you have (reoccurring dreams even) that don't seem to make any sense whatsoever?
The 'answers' may surprise you.
Also, watching some Ghost Whisperer again. I'm loyal, and distrusting of anything else.
Melinda and Jim are my favorite. I want a relationship like that. Their relationship/marriage is perfect.
And it's possible. It is for everyone. People just don't think it is, so they settle.
And I mean they're just amazing. I think Jim is the perfect man, I do. And they eat dinners outside on the porch and take road trips and he's totally down with her gift... In love with fictional Jim.
& can I PLEASE get JLH's entire wardrobe from that show? I think I may be half a cup size bigger than her, and I know I'm half an inch shorter than her (I've actually grown since last time I was measured), other than that I would be the world best stand in for her. Side job!
Seriously why haven't I been cast as her sister? Why haven't we been cast as sisters? We may look so alike we couldn't.
Throw that Laci Chambert girl in the mix and we're one confusingly twinning cast.
Or I've been brainwashed by my family and friends and their parents my entire life.
Great for my self esteem. Every time I see her and think how fucking gorgeous she is, I think, "...& everyone tells me I look like her. Feelin' myself. I'm Feelin' myself."
Seriously I'm in love with Jim. Fictional Jim and Spencer Reid apparently need to marry and have a son and I shall marry that fictional son and live happily ever after in Makebelieveland.
He really is perfect. I mean not even his looks (tho gorgeous, not a negative) but just everything else. Perfect.
I love Jim Gordon.
Okay. Bored now. Meditate and sleep.
Way, way better than Netflix and chill.
Or stargaze and chill. Outdoes all of them.