Posts tagged Past Life Stories

Rescue

Then I fell and hit my head on the bench. Three floors below Roger Machet was about to open a bottle of wine for one of the tables when Brooke saw him look up towards our room three floors above. He quickly glanced over at Brooke, dropped the bottle and ran out of the dining [...]


The Dream

I knew the dream was unusual because I felt as though I was observing a movie but was able to participate in the dream as well. I was sitting at the dining table but it was a tree which had been split in half. The bench I sat on was a log and in front [...]


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