Reincarnation?

To clarify the OP, "The Search for the Girl With Blue Eyes" was written by Jess Stearn and does indeed entail everything laid out by the OP. Jess Stearn has also written about Edgar Cayce in several of his books. Cayce was a clairvoyant that died in 1945 and left numerous readings that related to future predictions and reincarnation. One of the better compilations of his "readings" is contained in a book by Noel Langly, "Edgar Cayce on Reincarnation". This book was edited by his son, Hugh Cayce, and is a fascinating read. As in all matters concerning the extra ordinary, UFO's, religion and para-normal events, I keep my own counsel. For those interested in reincarnation, seeking out this book is worth the effort.
 
I'm just fascinated by dreams. Mine are really whacky. The brain is a fascinating thing. I feel like dreams are the brain doing the filing of conscious events. As bizarre as they may seem, it's all connected to something (or a conglomeration of things) that you've experienced. Kind of like a hard drive defrag.

I have heard that dreams are your brain running back up files like your computer does and some of the faces you see during your day flash across what ever part of your brain dreams and are incorperated into your dreams
 
Reincarnation


"Then say, by chance, I wanders by
And sees this upon the ground,
And I ponders, and I wonders at,
This object that I found.
I thinks of reincarnation,
Of life and death, and such,
And come away concludin': 'Slim,
You ain't changed, all that much.'"

FINE example of cowboy poetry! :D
 
I was killed during WWI or WWII. I was born in 1945, July 22 to be exact. I must have died trying to take a hill of some kind and it must have really gone wrong. I came back worrying about the hill. As a small child, I could point out and name just about every weapon used by the Marines. The only thing that I ever wanted to do as a child was be a Marine. I joined up in August of 1967 and when I graduated from college in January of 1968, left for Quantico. I was leading a Rifle Platoon in India Company, 3rd Battalion, 9th marines when the dreams started again. There's nothing worse than screaming about taking a hill when you're lying in a harbor site in the Ashau Valley and it's 3:00 in the morning and your radio operator is trying to wake you up and shut you up! I could never remember the dream when I awoke but my radio operator said I was screaming..."we've got to take this hill"!

January 22, 1969. My platoon, 1st platoon, leaves our position on the side of a mountain called Tiger Mountain. Tiger Mountain was our objective. it took a month to get to the top and secure it. 1st platoon left the company perimeter at 0700, leading the way up the mountain which was close to 3000 feet high. We were out about an hour, cutting our way up the mountain on a finger of land about 50 feet wide. I looked at my map and compass and got the strangest feeling we were walking into trouble. I stopped the platoon and called for a fire mission on a tract of land farther up the mountain. The guns on Fire Support base Cunningham couldn't fire because of resupply so I waited. A half hour later, I called for another fire mission...still a nogo. I said to hell with it and we started up the mountain again. We went 50 ft and the point man shot two NVA soldiers with an RPD who were manning a listening post. The whole side of the mountain opened up on us. First squad and myself crawled up that finger of land where the brush was so thick you could barely see a man standing 6 feet from you. When we stopped crawling, there wasn't anything growing any taller than 6 inches down the finger behind us.

We never made to the top that day. 1st squad was decimated. The 2nd platoon moved through us and assaulted only to be pushed back. Their platoon sergeant stuck his K-bar into a mahogany tree trunk to mark the forward progress. We pulled back to medevac our dead and wounded and called a flight of A4s which dropped their ordinance and left. It was 5:00 in the afternoon by this time so we set in to get ready to assault again in the morning. 3rd platoon led off at 0600 and found 40 MT bunkers. The NVA had pulled out during the night.

I never had that dream again after that day and to this day can only remember small parts of what happened on that hillside. None of us die, we just change form when we go and if we're lucky when we return, don't remember how we went during our previous existence. If we're not lucky, some of it comes back with us.
 
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I dreamed last night that I sued my Sunday school teacher's wife. Some kind of real estate deal disagreement. Funny thing is, he is a real estate developer and she mostly plays tennis.
 
I dreamed I was thar,
in hillbilly hebon,
oh, what a beautiful shight!
An, thar they wuz!
Hank williams and Johnny horton!
by tex ritter
 
My body get goose bumps every time I hear a radial airplane engine. When the ww2 bomber was here on tour I didn't know it. I was fishing when it was flying behind me. I knew that sound right away and turned around and sure enough it was the bomber.

I believe I died in WW 2 in Europe in the bombing campaign.
I get goose bumps but there like music to my ears. I'm connected in some way.
 
To clarify the OP, "The Search for the Girl With Blue Eyes" was written by Jess Stearn and does indeed entail everything laid out by the OP. Jess Stearn has also written about Edgar Cayce in several of his books. Cayce was a clairvoyant that died in 1945 and left numerous readings that related to future predictions and reincarnation. One of the better compilations of his "readings" is contained in a book by Noel Langly, "Edgar Cayce on Reincarnation". This book was edited by his son, Hugh Cayce, and is a fascinating read. As in all matters concerning the extra ordinary, UFO's, religion and para-normal events, I keep my own counsel. For those interested in reincarnation, seeking out this book is worth the effort.

It is kinda scary how the years can get things turned around in your mind. I would have bet the farm that the book was by Cayce. The name Jess Stearn doesn't sound familiar to me at all. But I defer to your memory and you seem to have a lot more information on the subject and on the book than I do.

Thanks for all the good info. I'll be checking around to see if I can find the book by Noel Langly. It sounds like an interesting read.
 
Talking about strange coincidences! When I read your initial post Walkin' Jack a copy of "Edgar Cayce on Reincarnation" was on the desk next to the keyboard. BAM!! I started reading that stuff back in the 60's and have never quit. I have a modest library of books on similar subjects, so if you can't find this particular book PM me and we will work out a temporary loan. Whether one believes in this stuff or not is a personal matter, but when one studies Cayce, Nostradamus and others in this ilk it is impossible to dismiss it out of hand. It wasn't that many years ago that people were executed for saying the earth was round.
 
People make fun of the idea that we keep coming back over and over again. It's not a funny concept. Everything wears out after hard use. Everything is made out of the same elements. They're just united in different forms. Subatomic physics has proven that every thing is a waveform including us. I don't get into the concept of a God because my mind isn't advanced enough to know what it is. The ACT of dying is the hard part. Some people go through the process easily, some very hard. What comes after is an uncertainty to me and believe me I've watched all kinds of deaths and studied all forms of religion. When I underwent therapy, my therapist had witnessed one regression, ie, the patient was taken back to her former life and death. It wasn't pretty because life was terribly hard for her before and so was her death.

When we are very young, many of us have trace memories of former existences but as our family trains us to fit into their view of existence, it fades away and is replaced by things they want you to learn and ways they want you to act. Some people though, can't forget things that came back with them. They may not understand them, but they are there with them in the back of their minds and come out when similar situations occur again, especially if they are high stress situations. Just watch your little kids when they play with imaginary friends. Watch the fear on their faces when they awake from night mares they shouldn't have because they're to young to have experienced fear.
 

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