Since I was born I've had these nagging memories of a lifetime that couldn't of been my current one. Not only do recollect being born, and accurately being able to describe the people I saw, but I also recollect being in utero for a while, as well.
My memories have faded somewhat, but after talking with my father, he has helped me with that.
I definitively recall being a man, perhaps in his mid to late twenties. I saw him in dreams a lot, and also kind of at the back of my mind. Based on how he was dressed, I am assuming he lived sometime in the early 20th Century. He wore glasses and a short black hat. Was kind of strange looking, round eyes, black hair. If I could give a comparison I'd say he looked like a younger Buster Keaton, such as in this photo; http://www.virtual-history.com/movie/cigcard/196/large/0166.jpg
I remember a dark bricked four storied factory that was long on its side. I think the factory might have been a vehicle factory since I had an obsession with drawing drafts of vehicles when I was little. My parents said they were detailed and annotated, very impressive for a three year old. The town had wide roads, many many trees, and had buildings made of brick, some of which were a reddish color and the shops had banners on top of them.
I died in a wooded area, from hanging. Suicide perhaps, since I remember a table I was standing on. I don't solidly recall any names except for a 'Mary Anne Jane' or 'Mary Jane' who I kept saying was my sister. [I do not have a sister]. I was also married, since when I was a small child I had made comments suggesting such. [Including one stating that she would be over 115 years old, I remember that quote well, because my mother became un nerved by that comment]
When I was a baby I would cry non stop for no apparent reason and sleep only a few hours a night then I'd wake up screaming, and I also feel guilty in my current life, so perhaps the suicide caused me to have a lot of unfinished buisness.
My memories have faded somewhat, but after talking with my father, he has helped me with that.
I definitively recall being a man, perhaps in his mid to late twenties. I saw him in dreams a lot, and also kind of at the back of my mind. Based on how he was dressed, I am assuming he lived sometime in the early 20th Century. He wore glasses and a short black hat. Was kind of strange looking, round eyes, black hair. If I could give a comparison I'd say he looked like a younger Buster Keaton, such as in this photo; http://www.virtual-history.com/movie/cigcard/196/large/0166.jpg
I remember a dark bricked four storied factory that was long on its side. I think the factory might have been a vehicle factory since I had an obsession with drawing drafts of vehicles when I was little. My parents said they were detailed and annotated, very impressive for a three year old. The town had wide roads, many many trees, and had buildings made of brick, some of which were a reddish color and the shops had banners on top of them.
I died in a wooded area, from hanging. Suicide perhaps, since I remember a table I was standing on. I don't solidly recall any names except for a 'Mary Anne Jane' or 'Mary Jane' who I kept saying was my sister. [I do not have a sister]. I was also married, since when I was a small child I had made comments suggesting such. [Including one stating that she would be over 115 years old, I remember that quote well, because my mother became un nerved by that comment]
When I was a baby I would cry non stop for no apparent reason and sleep only a few hours a night then I'd wake up screaming, and I also feel guilty in my current life, so perhaps the suicide caused me to have a lot of unfinished buisness.
