No shit, I just purchased your skull off of Ebay! PM me and I'll ship it back to you no questions asked.
I really don't appreciate your insensitive attitude.
USS_Triumphant, how did your memories surface?
When I was 15 I was in a very bad car wreck. I put my head deeply into the metal side door of a Chevy cargo van. The doctors who saw me used phrases like "30% total person brain damage" and "don't understand how he isn't hospitalized as a vegetable for the rest of his life". I
did have some serious memory issues, and some other side effects that I won't get into right now.
None of that
directly bears on your question, but I feel it only fair to mention.
When I was 19, my wife, my son, and I (we got married when I was 17) were at home one night. I was well fed, I was not sleep deprived, and I had not taken any drugs (I don't, period). Trying to fall asleep, I was suddenly overcome with an irrational fear and the feeling that something evil was trying to get inside my head. This went on for almost a whole week, with these incorporeal beings, as I came to know them, showing me how they had killed me in a previous life, and promising to do harm to me and my family. I eventually discovered a way to repel and even destroy them, and that later was related to how I became involved briefly with a couple of covens. But that, too, is another story.
Anyway, ever since that night I occasionally have encounters with those beings, and their tauntings frequently contain additional details of "my past". And I have dreams that don't really seem like dreams, that fill in additional details of my past lives (including memories of a place that part of my mind insists that we go to
between lives) in a manner that is remarkably coherent and consistent for an ongoing brain-damaged delusion.
My guess would be alcohol-fueled head-trauma.
Nope, no alcohol involved. I don't drink, either.
