One day when my grandson was 3 he and I were in my living room and he was singing and dancing to The Paw Patrol’s “Down Like That” video. He got the remote and paused the playback and said to me ...
“Am’ma , a long long time last weeks ago days (that’s how he describes past time 😊) when you was a tiny little person like me (he held his little hand to his forehead to emphasize my small height as a child) and I was a big big taller grownup person (he stretched his arms up as high as they could go and stood on his tip toes to emphasize his height as an adult);
I took care of you.”

I said you did?
He said yeah, I did.

He said, you was the little kid and I was the grown up and I took care of you.

Amused, I said you did?
He looked deep into my eyes and said yes, I did. I helped you get dressed and I played with you and I had to give you spankings too.

I instantly shifted from a space of amusement to being stuck in between a space of wonder, awe and confused curiosity as to where this was coming from. I wondered if maybe he was telling me about a dream he might’ve had or if he was actually sharing a true past life memory. And if it was a true past life memory m; which family member could he have been that helped me do those things and spanked me 😳🤔

My parents, grandparents and my favorite aunt and uncle had all passed away before he was born; could he have been one of them??

Before I could ask anything else he pressed play on the remote and went right back to singing and dancing like nothing happened. Once the video was over I tried asking him about it but he didn’t seem to know what I was talking about 😳🤷🏽‍♀️🤔😩

Just want my mom in the next life

Notice when you were younger you would have feelings of Deja-vu....but as you got older you had them less and less.....that always made me wonder about past lives.

I hope not. I don’t want to go through this again.

It still freaks me out that I just suddenly existed. I mean I remember nothing from before I was alive (obviously) but the mere fact that I exist now means 1 of 2 things I either always existed and my memory was whiped or I spontaneously existed which means eventually mathematically the probability of me existing again at some point in the universe is very high even if it's in a different form and I forget again. Both are scary to me because it's not in my control.

I always liked the saying, " if I only knew then what I know now ".

Maybe that is the final battle that will truly free mankind from this system.   We don’t want to be slaves to this system for another lifetime.   Not for another minute.

I died for 2 minutes due to MI.  There was no awareness.  I slipped into death and slipped back into life, feeling nothing. Aware of nothing.  It was painless

I’ll be getting off this merry go round this time I want my soul to be set free , iv done this slave thing many times ! , I’m ready to be free

I was 12, it was winter break in late Dec., and we had snow. My brother and I and lots of kids were sliding at a local spot.
The hill had a road that ran alongside it, and a curve toward the bottom formed a banked curve, like a bobsled run.
We were playing a game where one guy would be five steps ahead of the other, and someone said go. Both would run a ways, then jump on the sleds, with the back guy trying to overtake the other guy.
The kid in front of me hit the curve and went up the bank and into and across the road. I followed right behind him, and the driver swerved to avoid the first kid, running over both my legs. It fractured my hip and broke both legs, right above the ankles.
I was unconscious, and I felt like I was floating above the scene. I felt I was being drawn towards something, but several "beings" got in my way, saying it wasn't my time yet.
All of a sudden, I heard my brother yelling, " my brother is dead, my brother is dead!", just as I felt like I was being slammed back into my body.
I sat up and said, "I'm not dead, I just need to go home".
The guy that hit me, who was the father of the kid in front of me, drove me to my house. My brother and his friend had to carry me to the door. The police came and took me to the hospital. My father was a basketball coach and he and my mom were at a game, and had to be contacted by the PD about the accident.
I ended up in the hospital in traction for a month.
I don't know what actually happened while I was unconscious, but I feel like I met some "gatekeepers".😮

I remember my death in a former life. I was a child, no older than 5 or 6. I was chased into a corner and beaten until I heard my skull cave in. The darkness was just for a moment. My next memory is being with a large group of people. We were all waiting to come to Earth. Once it was our turn, we told this person facilitating the return what we wanted in our life. I heard the people ahead of me being shocked by the offer and they responded with wealth or power. When it was my turn, i think due to my death, I wanted to be with people that would care for me more. I asked for a good family. You are required to have some set backs to overcome but nothing more than you can handle. After my requests were made, my next memory is watching from a distance my dad and me. He was showing me my first snow. I watched from a distance this moment and shortly after I was in his arms. These memories have given me more faith than any religion. Whenever I have a hard time in life, I just tell myself that I chose this and push forward.

Those who do not learn from history are doomed to repeat it.

It’s crazy because I’ve always believed there are too many religions for one to be right. I try to find the commonalities in them all and I’ve derived my own belief system. It might sound trivial but I think when we die, we become apart of everything. One to choose our path regarding our next adventure. Whether we come back, or we go to a beautiful everlasting paradise, or if we are evil at heart and go to a place where evil reigns supreme. I think we access our true powers consciously. A remedial reference would be to the movie “Lucy”. When she gained 100% brain capability she vanished and was everywhere and nowhere. Able to transcend time and space like flipping a tv channel.

Of all the research and videos I’ve ever watched this made perfect sense to me, we have an archon net that is designed to trap the soul, we should be free to travel the universe but earth is actually a prison, we just have to break that cycle at death.

Buddhism, Taoism,  Falun Gong. All teach this, to learn this in this life before we pass. To let go of everything and not want for anything. To be one with everything now.

May the best man win, see you earthlings on the other side

So the (artificial) moon is likely the "machine" that does the recycling.  This would be why there was so much "security" (ufos) at the moon landing, and why we "lost" the moon landing technology after the 70's.  There also has to be some kind of "security" at the antarctica entrance underground.  (per Admiral Richard E. Byrd's description)

One of my earliest memories if I'd call it that; more of an awakening, was in my cot, it was as if I could suddenly see, and being thankful that I was away from where I had been, which was a very harsh and pitiful existence. I can see the room, looking at how nice it was compared to where I used to sleep. I remember going back to sleep under  the little very light cover on my foam mattress. That is it as far as it goes really, but it is very much a memory that I have; I think maybe a lot of people have had similar experiences and either don't remember, or while being aware regard it as imagined or dreamt. It definitely has ingrained the notion in me that reincarnation does exist.

Back when our memory wasnt wiped between lives

Enjoying the uploads 🎉good work bro 😎