Past Lives...

[Benvolio Montague]

True, you shouldn't be able to remember your past life or lives. I think I do, I mean, I can hear howling in my head, and the snap of teeth sometimes just out of nowhere. I think I may have been a wolf because in the woods at my dad's, there is a small pack of wolves. The big black one (I think he's the alpha male) always comes up to me and makes a funny sound in his throat that's not growling, but like it seems like I've heard it before. Then he howls and they all run away.

wow... you MUST have been a wolf, an old member of the pack, probably someone important to the black one... The funny sound the wolf makes is probably a confused noise, it sounds like a sound my dog used to make. The wolf would probably be thinking "what?! this HUMAN smells like that old WOLF my parents used to know! But a human couldn't possibly be a wolf, and anyway that wolf's been dead for years... nevermind, back to the forest eveyone!"

I wish I had something to say about a past life, but I don't... but I do beleive that we all had other lives in the past, then we died and became something else, with no memory of anythng at all...

[Melophobia]

Yeah, I don't know. I FEEL like a wolf. I run funny (like i gallop wolf-like, not horse-like and sometimes I'll be running and drop on all fours and run like that. ^^) I eat funny (When we have steak I don't use a fork, I leave it on my plate, put my hand on it, and just chew it, lolz.) It's so weird. My boyfriend Austin will sometimes ask me why I'm staring at something or why my posture isn't normal (Because I'll stare at a bird or shadow for 10 minutes and then look away and someimtes my shoulders will slump, my back slumps too, and then my head just like drops like a hunting crouch I guess) When my friend Lydia and I play hide and seek, if she needs me, she'll howl and then we exchange howls until I can follow the sound to where she is.

[correlate.]

I probably had a past life. Remember, energy cannot be created or destroyed, so our souls must go somewhere after death

I was probably a cat or dog... I have dreams and flashbacks occasionally that don't make sense. I can't ever remember being there, but I know I must've. Talk about deja vu!

[pizzas and scream]

i always wonderd about this, in matters of the soul and identidy. I over heard someone talking and they had a (medium? psychic?) say that their child is the reincarnation of their grandma. so, this means this kid 'isn't herself'

if there was a man named bob, bob died and 8 years later simon is born, simon is bob reincarnated but he wasn't aware of it till he is 19.

so, who is he? simon isn't real then if his inner self is bob.

or is this soul neither bob nor simon. and if so, bob and simon "don't exist". it is like saying your pants are yourself, or an actor is their character.

[gemini_girl]

Ah yes I remember two of my past lives. One very clearly as I was a man...I was stabbed the day before my wedding and because of that my wife had thought I left her and she committed suicide, I know this because I share common memories with a dear friend of mine. Now my other life is very foggy I just know I was some sort of large cat.

[Solanum]

I've seen a few through dreams.
One of the most recurring is;

I'm in a meadow of poppy fields, looking through the eyes of a fawn. I'm lying by a willow tree, the blossom floating around me. Then I prick my ears up at a slight noise and panic. I bolt into the poppies, I can feel the fright, my heart racing.
Then I see it, I run right into the trap. The hunter's bullet goes right through my body.

And then I wake up, just as the fawn blacks out...

[Solanum]

Yeah, I don't know. I FEEL like a wolf. I run funny (like i gallop wolf-like, not horse-like and sometimes I'll be running and drop on all fours and run like that. ^^) I eat funny (When we have steak I don't use a fork, I leave it on my plate, put my hand on it, and just chew it, lolz.) It's so weird. My boyfriend Austin will sometimes ask me why I'm staring at something or why my posture isn't normal (Because I'll stare at a bird or shadow for 10 minutes and then look away and someimtes my shoulders will slump, my back slumps too, and then my head just like drops like a hunting crouch I guess) When my friend Lydia and I play hide and seek, if she needs me, she'll howl and then we exchange howls until I can follow the sound to where she is.

Sounds a bit like me actually.

My posture is all out of whack, I have sorted most of it out but...
I still love running on all fours and rolling/playing in the grass. I prefer to eat off the bone without a knife or fork etc. I have to go now, but there is more.