I Remember Past Life Memories
I remember inviting her to come back with me to this life, to find each other and fall in love once again… But it wasn’t her time; she needed to become a guide instead.
Boys been boys, I remember choosing this life as a reaction to that; to make the pointless point of a pointless life without her. How silly of me… =) … and they say higher beens do not have an ego…
She just smiled and said; “As you wish, I would be here, waiting… It will only be an instant after all.”
And off I went, even with a higher rush. Almost with the same rush I passed away in my very previous life.
In that previous life I was an Italian engineer, I repaired and designed different types of engines. And I loved motorbikes, I loved to ride my Ducati through the narrow countryside roads and feel the sunshine and the wind… and the speed…
Needless is to say that I would not wear a helmet, and that my death was quick and painless but dramatic. That black car was also driving fast through the middle of the road and from the top of that ford I could not avoid it… head first through the windscreen…
And that was almost the same way I was born; I got stacked with my head out and the umbilical cordon tight around my neck… I can almost see the continuity of my head coming in of one life and getting out in the next one with the same rush.
Now I am in the process of my re-birth. Now I am taking ownership of my own life and making the point out of it… I made peace with her and keep sending her lots of love, all the time.
Now I have no rush, life is too short for that… it is only and instant after all.
Boys been boys, I remember choosing this life as a reaction to that; to make the pointless point of a pointless life without her. How silly of me… =) … and they say higher beens do not have an ego…
She just smiled and said; “As you wish, I would be here, waiting… It will only be an instant after all.”
And off I went, even with a higher rush. Almost with the same rush I passed away in my very previous life.
In that previous life I was an Italian engineer, I repaired and designed different types of engines. And I loved motorbikes, I loved to ride my Ducati through the narrow countryside roads and feel the sunshine and the wind… and the speed…
Needless is to say that I would not wear a helmet, and that my death was quick and painless but dramatic. That black car was also driving fast through the middle of the road and from the top of that ford I could not avoid it… head first through the windscreen…
And that was almost the same way I was born; I got stacked with my head out and the umbilical cordon tight around my neck… I can almost see the continuity of my head coming in of one life and getting out in the next one with the same rush.
Now I am in the process of my re-birth. Now I am taking ownership of my own life and making the point out of it… I made peace with her and keep sending her lots of love, all the time.
Now I have no rush, life is too short for that… it is only and instant after all.
By:
Ikarosh
Age:
36-40
,
Male
