Here are some excerts of some more poetry I wrote as a teenager: "A Tricolour expanding over fields of blood Dragging innocence along its trail. Will they wake to a dead Republic And leave guilt to its citizens With a bigots eye left to their children." That quote was about the Irish Troubles which was still ongoing at the time. The first part was a reference to the Irish civil war. The second part was a reference to the generational sectarianism in the North of Ireland. After I remembered reincarnation I realised that my views on the troubles didn't come to me independently. They were a result of a life being lived during the war of independence and the civil war. As a result I was always in opposition to the terrorism of the provisional IRA. I refused to support it and I viewed anyone that did as being foolish. I was also against the Iraq war. I went on all the protests and signed all the petitions. I knew it wouldn't change anything but again I took an anti war stance. Then I had dealings with a powerful sociopath. That was much simpler. Sociopaths are shamelessly evil after all. I fought for years. It never entered my head to take an "anti war" stance with a sociopath. They were evil after all, not bigoted or misguided. Then I discovered that I was wrong about them and that "evil" was simply an erroneous perception I had of them. Again I took an anti war stance on a large scale but I still fought my private war. I fought enough wars in my past lives to know its futility but it never entered my head not to fight for love. I didn't see a real war in my current life yet I've learned the most profound lesson on conflict out of any life that I remember. Why have I lived a life without grand scale conflict only to learn that all conflict is wrong? Also here are more excerts: "Beware of the black soldier, A warrior impaling forests of expendable skulls, Touching everyone. He longs to wage the bloodiest war, Battering the morals of peacemakers And comforting his Generals." I wrote that also as a teenager with the idea of an entity that encourages men in conflict and feeds off of their misery. I thought I would be just another soul entrapped by this entity. Yet since remembering reincarnation I wonder if I am the black soldier. Incarnating again and again to enjoy the organised chaos of battle and being lionised by others who don't understand my true nature. Is my soul living such lives as an expression of my nature or did I simply have to endure all aspects of conflict before I realised its futility? My current life gives me hope that I don't have to be the black soldier because I found a generally peaceful solution this go round.