Brutality of the Goddess

I took this quiz one time in Blogthings.com on " What were you in a past life?" Honestly, I’m quite intrigued with what i was way before i lived this life.  Was I a queen in a lofty moutnain-top castle?  Was I a grimy peasant who gathered hay for living?  Or was I perhaps a nun locked up in a monastery somehwere?

Without any hesitation and with my curiosity as my driving force, I immediately leaned nearer to the monitor and typed in what was required.  the computer started loading the results and i was just too excited to hold myself.  what would have been an answer to my eternal question resulted in one big joke.

the results?  well, it said that I was once an albino mathematician from Bohemia who died of being buried alive.  I can’t quite agree with that.  for one, i was no genius when it came to math.  two, it was plain and utterly impossible.  At least i wasn’t a greasy fortune teller from South Africa who died of over eating or an arrogant cannibal from North Africa who died of dysentery.  That would’ve been just outrageous.

it’s amazing how so many people wish to find out more about this little thing we call reincarnation.  i mean, could it really be possible?  could we have been differnt people?  could our souls have been simply recycled?  why do we not remember anything from our past lives granting we did have any?

they say there are past-life journeys people can venture into every now and then.  i’d love to try that someday. 

they also said that the people we know now are the very same ones we knew in our previous lives only we had different roles.  wow. 

right now, i’m trying to remember and look at every detail of the things around me so that i’ll get to remember them somehow someday.

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