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°°°°°Deeper Shadows°°°°°

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Just a unique journal in which I explore my deeper secrets and shadows. 

Things I have never said before in my journals

 

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As a child I felt a sense of intense loss. 

 

I don't know what it was.. Maybe psychiatrist could force it out of me.. 

 

It's psychological 

 

 

But maybe its spiritual.. 

I believe in reincarnation... 

What was it.... Where was my lost soul? 

I still remember..... Some things.. They are hazy.... But there are glimpses..

Not a clear picture.. But I remember I died many many years ago. 

 

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I died many years ago. Today I just live in the present body. This body is temporary. 

But I know I was something else... Many years ago I was something else.. 

 

I died tragically. That's why I carry some sorrow in this birth.. That's why I carry these shadows of sadness. 

 

I feel some connection with flights.. Yes flights.. Distant places. Flights. A radio station.. I remember bits and pieces of my previous life.. 

 

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I remember disappearing mysteriously. 

This world is not for me. 

I remember that I didn't want to be a part of this world. 

 

In my past birth I was a male. I was a flight pilot. I was trying to save people. Then I snapped 

 I don't know what happened.. I worked at a remote station in the snow. 

Nobody would talk to me. People kept to themselves. I kept to myself. I don't remember if I had a girlfriend. 

I just know that I was associated with flights. 

And stations and snow.

It was always very dark and windy and isolated and cold where I lived.. 

People enjoyed my company. 

They were simple people. I remember. Things were simple. There was no social media. 

I  ate bread every day for breakfast.. I used to toast the bread. Nice brown toasted bread.. 

 

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 I always had this thought that in my past life I had some unfinished business. 

That I need to resolve. 

Feelings of fear and guilt.. 

Shadows of sadness and sorrow. 

 


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