like things from childhood, silly things probably but somehow the image "sticks" and it has a special "fisheye lens" kind of texture to it
it is these feelings that drive me, like an opium addict this is the drug I crave
and probably the analogy to opium and addiction may not be all that far off; there is a "kick" that comes from this recognition, this slippage into a different "space"
past lives, I believe, are very much reality
emotions are the trigger but emotions are also the bullets in your gun
I live very much in an altered space, a different kind of "reality" and it sometimes throws off my timing in the 3-D tick tock universe
I would rather live in my altered world -- there is a beauty in subtlety
a beauty in seeking God above all other pursuits
I want other things; don't get me wrong
but seeking God, not fame not psychic powers not money or anything else
seeking (not even worrying about finding) God is what my life has been "about"
and complex as this hide 'n go seek needle in the cosmic haystack journey may be at times
it is the only world I know
past lives and God -- to seek one (for me) is to concurrently look for both