I've not really spoken of this to anyone, since I do not really know if it is real or was just a dream, since it first happened whrn I around3 years old, but it is something that has stayed with me right up to today that I think about almost on a daily basis and has left me windering about what it could possibly be.
As I said, I was around 3 years old when I first had these visions, so to speak of being a man in his mid-late 30s working as a computer programmer in an office building in Melbourne, Australia.
It waa the early-mid 70s, because of the style of clothes that I wore and saw everyone else wearing at the time (plus the technology of that time - cars, early computers, planes, even the proficient use of typewriters that were still orimarily used in that time).
I don't remember only flashes of that era, brief scenes of getting on elevators or working in a cubicle or talking to people, even some mundane chores of doing to the shops for the grocery shopping, but the one thing that stands out to me the most anout all of this is that I vividly can see myself driving home ine night down an empty stretch of road at sunset, down a road that teisted and turned and rose and fell as it went over hills and I was perfectly at ease, having gone this route many times in the past, but for some reasonp, as I was driving up a rather steep hill in the road, with the setting sun directly in front of me, the last thing I remember is seeing the sun slowly sinking in the sky and then - the next thing I know, my first thoughts are of being a 3 year old boy in this life, playing with my toys in the lounge room of my mum's house.
For some reason I have never been abe to shake the feeling that what I remember from the story I have just told me myself in my previous life and that something had happened to kill me and make me wake up as a new persin, a new life - the persin that I am now.
The more I've thought of it over the years, the more real is seems, because I've done some research and have indeed found a few records from the mid 70s about a young computer programmer who had been involved in a car crash on his way home from work one night in Melbourne.
There's been other odd things that I have experienced as well, from as little as 5 years ago that I cannot explain, but are best left for another thread, another topic.
-Quas (that's pronounced as 'case')
As I said, I was around 3 years old when I first had these visions, so to speak of being a man in his mid-late 30s working as a computer programmer in an office building in Melbourne, Australia.
It waa the early-mid 70s, because of the style of clothes that I wore and saw everyone else wearing at the time (plus the technology of that time - cars, early computers, planes, even the proficient use of typewriters that were still orimarily used in that time).
I don't remember only flashes of that era, brief scenes of getting on elevators or working in a cubicle or talking to people, even some mundane chores of doing to the shops for the grocery shopping, but the one thing that stands out to me the most anout all of this is that I vividly can see myself driving home ine night down an empty stretch of road at sunset, down a road that teisted and turned and rose and fell as it went over hills and I was perfectly at ease, having gone this route many times in the past, but for some reasonp, as I was driving up a rather steep hill in the road, with the setting sun directly in front of me, the last thing I remember is seeing the sun slowly sinking in the sky and then - the next thing I know, my first thoughts are of being a 3 year old boy in this life, playing with my toys in the lounge room of my mum's house.
For some reason I have never been abe to shake the feeling that what I remember from the story I have just told me myself in my previous life and that something had happened to kill me and make me wake up as a new persin, a new life - the persin that I am now.
The more I've thought of it over the years, the more real is seems, because I've done some research and have indeed found a few records from the mid 70s about a young computer programmer who had been involved in a car crash on his way home from work one night in Melbourne.
There's been other odd things that I have experienced as well, from as little as 5 years ago that I cannot explain, but are best left for another thread, another topic.
-Quas (that's pronounced as 'case')
