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4:22 pm
May 16, 2011
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Oh let’s please not bring up the so-called apocalyspe, i’m already scared to death of it and my brother believes in it so he taunts me. I’ve already promised him that if it happens the last thing i’ll do before I die is buy a shotgun and chase him with it.
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.
1:14 am
June 7, 2011
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Mya Elise said
I’ve always wondered about this. This is why I fear death so much because I want reincarnation to be real, dying is nothing – you don’t get to feel anything ever again and what if the day after you die something wonderful happens in the world and you miss it? But thinking about the actuality of reincarnation seems impossible, like the idea of magic. If it’s real and Anne is out there in the world then she’s probably living a good life, or at least I hope she is. And I hope if reincarnation is real then you can still remember or have a connection from your past lives cause I wouldn’t wamt to forget my life and family now.
Well there seems to be more evidence FOR reincarnation than against it. So I believe there must be some form of it. I had a regression done and I managed to find information on the person I ‘remembered’, so she did exist and I had no knowledge of her previously! Amazing things happen everyday 😀
"It is however but Justice, & my Duty to declre that this amiable Woman was entirely innocent of the Crimes with which she was accused, of which her Beauty, her Elegance, & her Sprightliness were sufficient proofs..." Jane Austen.
7:09 am
March 28, 2012
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Mya Elise, buy yourself that gun and store it safely in the cellar. Oh, and write your brother’s name on it. Lol
7:32 am
May 16, 2011
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Elliemarianna, I hope so. And that’s awsome you remember someone you didn’t even know. And your right, amazing things do seem to happen everyday.
Juliane, One day, before Dec.21, I will get that gun and i’ll have it custom made with my brother’s name carved in it. LOL Or maybe his name carved in the bullets. ; )
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.
2:02 am
March 28, 2012
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Oh Mya Elise, your brother is going to be enchanted with having his name shot everywhere! Just make sure that you have a lift going up before he grabs it from you lol.
7:40 pm
May 16, 2011
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LOL
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.
9:36 am
March 28, 2012
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This reincarnation thing with having regressions done and all… Seems to me to be more than scary. And if it were true? And if Anne were living in this world right now as a Japanese? Oh wow!
10:46 am
June 7, 2011
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Why is it scary? 
Japanese?
"It is however but Justice, & my Duty to declre that this amiable Woman was entirely innocent of the Crimes with which she was accused, of which her Beauty, her Elegance, & her Sprightliness were sufficient proofs..." Jane Austen.
6:36 pm
May 16, 2011
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LOL Japanese? Very random but who knows maybe she is?
I don’t find reincarnation scary except i’d want to know something about my previous life and family.
• Grumble all you like, this is how it’s going to be.
2:36 am
March 28, 2012
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Imagine what you could find. Skeletons falling out of the cupboard like dominos. And if Anne were Japanese, well, we wouldn’t recognise her!
6:07 am
January 3, 2012
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Neil Kemp said
I think Henry would be too heavy to float anywhere.
I rather think you would smell him first if he was floating around anywhere..
Semper Fidelis, quod sum quod
4:42 pm
Hi all, hope you’re well.
I know this is an old topic but i’d like to put in my two penneth 🙂
I’m a firm believer in reincarnation, in fact, i’m a firm believer in all things paranormal, Heaven, Spirits, Angels and all things associated with such.
Allow me to tell you about my own experience of (what i believe to be) reincarnation.
Before i start though, let me make it clear, i am in no way saying that i was Anne Boleyn, but i do feel i am from her times.
It began when i was around 3 years old, my Parents and i visited London for a few days (we are from Sheffield UK) and whilst there, we paid a visit to the Tower of London.
What happened next, i don’t fully recall now, so i am simply repeating to you what i was told by my parents:
As we were walking around, i began muttering little comments to myself, things like “that wasn’t like that before, that wasn’t there, where’s that building gone, there should be more there?” (bear in mind i’m 3 years old here)
My Mum asked me what i was talking about, and from what i’ve been told my reply was “It didn’t look like this last time i was here!”
Again, Mum asked what i was talking about, stating that this was the very first time i’d been, and i said “No i was here before, but i was a big girl and then i came to you and now i’m little again”
Fast forward 3 years, at age 6 we visited Hampton Court Palace.
I didn’t say much about the place itself, but, apparently, when Mum went to purchase a map of the palace, i took her by the hand and told her “You don’t need a map, i know where to go”
With that, i managed to lead my Parents around the Palace, knowing exactly where to go, and exactly what each room was used for!
I haven’t been back to Hampton Court Palace since that day, but it is somewhere i do hope to visit soon.
As i said, i don’t recall these incidents now, but my Mum certainly does and will still tell the story to anybody who’ll listen.
The thought that i may have been Anne Boleyn, is an amazing thought, though highly unlikely, as hundreds of people have passed through both Hampton Court Palace and the Tower of London.
But, until i get clarification that proves otherwise, however unlikely, it’s a thought i’ll treasure. xxx
2:15 am
November 18, 2010
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I haven’t believed in re-incarnation since I watched a show where there were a bevy of Anne Boleyns, a couple of Cleopatras and a melange of Marie Antoinettes..
There was a case I was reading about many moons ago, where a young woman* had an accident and when she recovered she found she could speak a dialect of Welsh which was specific to a small area with which she had never been near. Several bouts of regressive hypno-therepy failed to discover a former life..
Turned out that as a toddler and a pre-schooler, she had spent time with her grand-mother and some of her friends who all spoke Welsh in private and one of those was from that area.**
* it was either in Australia or New Zealand
** as confirmed by the other woman’s grand-daughter who was a genealogy buff
I’ll try to find the story but I think it was in the distant era of print media only…
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