I am slowly recovering from the shock, but still like sort of a zombie. I so often feel the urge to dissociate from the person I am, I wish I was somebody else, sombody better.
I more and more understand why we usually don't remember past life incarnations. It would be too much of a burden and keep us from a real new start.
I allways hoped that when time has come, I could bypass the dark river of Lethe and take at least essentials with me. Not any longer.
Thursday, September 21, 2023
Aftermath
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