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Talking to Dead People......

Strange, this is the first time in years - I have been able to put all the pieces together like this.


The 'ghost road' story was something I got 're-told' to me everything I went back to visit my hometown. The first five years after I moved away, every time I came back to my hometown for a visit, someone was looking me up to take them and their friends out to that road to 'see the ghost' again. His spirit was with me until he was 'reincarnated' in 1982. I recall telling one friend,


"Why the heck are you guys always hassle me about that. If you want to see a ghost - go out there on your own."


One of my friends said,


"I have been out there a number of time and nothing happens. It only happens when your there."


I thought, "Oh great, exactly what I am trying to avoid. People are going to think I am doing this."


It made sense to me because his spirit was hanging out with me in the new city I was living in. I looked at his spirit like an 'invisible roommate.' I never kept up with all his 'shenanigans' and what he was up to in the spirit world. I didn't like the idea of taking 'strangers' out there for any type of paranormal sighting - because I wouldn't know how to talk to the minds about the 'divine element' involved.


In 1998, I went back to visit old friends for a HS reunion. I ran into one of the passengers who had been on board for the initial 'sighting' in 1978. I had forgotten about the whole thing and was sort of shocked when they brought it up. I had some surface memories about it - because it was such a huge event back then and it was after my 'amnesia' but some of it was hidden away in 'locked files' and I didn't have the whole story to work with.


I asked them,


"I am curious to know - what you recall of it and how your remember it all these years later."


The story I got told, made no sense to me what so ever. I kept saying,


"I think you might be confused. That don't sound like. Of all the people in the world I have gotten to know over the years, I think I know me best. My mind slips with the memory department sometimes, but I know the kind of person I am in my heart."


In 1998, there were many memories of 'situations' and 'events' associated with that particular spirit and as far as my mind was concerned - this spirit was doing things pertaining to God. I couldn't remember the 'co-worker' before he died, because he had passed over prior to the onset of my amnesia.


"I had nightmares for years after that night. I still have nightmares from time to time and will wake up screaming my head off re-living that night again. It was horrifying - and it is all your fault. I was just a kid back then."


This person was part of the group that was trying to figure out why the 'so-called haunting' only took place while I was around. That made many a mind start looking for rational and logical explanations.


"Who did you have out in that field doing all those things? What sort of tricks and pulley system do you have going on?"


In 1978, there were many people who said, "I can't believe my eyes. My mind will not let me believe what I am actually seeing."


20 years later, that sort of struggle was still going on in the minds of many who had witnessed a 'spirit' directly with their own eyes and mind.


"You friend must have been an evil and wicked soul because was I thought I saw that night was pure evil."


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This particular person was only one of the three out of 50 who had witnessed the 'dark spirits' during that period. I couldn't remember the entire conversations that had taken place, but I could recall his spirits time with me as a 'roommate.' There were many in the new city who had witnessed his spirit as well. It was always the same. A shinning fog like image with sparkling 'glittering' colors within. His spirit had paid it's last visit to me the night his 'new incarnation' was born. That memory was vivid in my mind because - I had just ran into his new incarnation - and many memories had flooded back into my head.


"I can tell you his ghost ain't haunting a dirt road anymore. If anything, his ghost is haunting the hallways of a High School."


"You mean that ghost is still in the world scaring the heck of teenagers. I think you need to call a Priest in for an exorcism and rid that High School of that sort of evil presence. Gawd, that horrifies me even more to think some other innocent child might have to live with the nightmares that night gave me."


Of course, I was laughing and shaking my head.


"This isn't no laughing matter. You were always laughing about it back then. This ain't no joke."


I told this person who was a Mother,


"I don't know where your mind is at on such matters, but I am referring to a new body and a new life. That boy done went and gave a whole new meaning to being 'born again.' If what I was told is to be believed, (which I believe to be true and can only speak for myself) then that boy has a whole new name, body and life to speak of. I think if you go find him in the school hallways and tap him on the shoulder to try and give him piece of your mind about scaring him when you was a teenager, he is going to look at you like a fool. He ain't going to have no memory of you like you got of his spirit."


She had the deer stuck in the headlight beam look and shook her head,


"What? Oh, that is too much. Too much. I can't handle that. What? Reincarnation? Oh that is too much for my mind."


She had it in her mind that I had 'dragged her out there.' I can remember telling her,


"I don't remember me ever owning a gun. You make it sound like I had a gun to your head."


The number one rule I had to follow back then is - they had to plead, beg and moan for half an hour before I even consented to allow them to ride with me out there - always with the warning they were in for a 'jolt' and trying to talk them out of it the whole time.


The rumor (as far as my mind is concerned) got started after one group had stumbled onto it by accident. I made them promise me to keep it secret because I didn't want word to get out for that very reason. I had been 'expecting' the first sighting myself - so - it was a 'jolt' to me as well. I knew this spirit had asked me to 'bring' a group out there, but I hadn't been told why. All I was told was 'proof' was going to be given to help validate my 'near-death' testimony. The first group were co-workers who had heard rumors - and I felt it had something to do with 'rumor control.'


I was thinking about this because - it would be interesting to have a reunion with everyone who ever encountered his spirit on that dirt road - and see what kind of stories other would have to tell about their own experiences with it.


I once asked a Police Officer about getting a report at an accident scene. I told him I thought it would be better to have 20 eyewitness to interview. He shook his head and said,


"Oh no. That would be a nightmare. I would rather show up on the scene and have to interview only one witness. No contradictions to contend with that way. The more people there are, the more truth seems to get diluted."


I remember telling him, "Hmmm, seems that way in religion to. Too many chiefs and not enough dang injuns."


He got a chuckle out of that and said, "Exactly."


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Dking,


That is funny you should say that, when dealing with the metaphysical I refuse to deal with the dark side in any way. I only see the light, surround myself with light, bring messages of love and healing with what I have learned.


In doing so I have unknowingly protected myself from the scary stuff. Thank you for pointing that out.


I had a little spirit that was with me. Stole the remote controls (we call them clickers), hid things, made toys talk .. and say what he wanted them to say. We spoke to him at length. The little soul, while causing chaos, was always surrounded by love.


I got to spend yesterday with that soul in his new little body. It is awesome to watch him connect to me, his mother and his aunt. He has only been here a few days and the connection is undeniable. I love it.


The great thing is that his father does not believe in reincarnation at all. I say it is great because it causes us to not speak of it around him and so there will be no slip ups. I want this little soul to discover for himself what we already know.


I, of course, will be taking notes ... and at his high school graduation will gift him with the binder of his life .. and the ones he used to have.
 
True, Mama2HRB. Where there is light, the darkness cannot enter, for that space is full and only by emptying without filling (or un-broken obstructions) is the darkness given space to exist. I suppose we find what we contain in a way, by what we discover when we look at the unknown at a spiritual level.


It is possible to pretend to have light while fearing darkness and hiding away in a foggy assumption that dark might win if we notice it. (The way I grew up.)


And then there is the version where you walk into the darkness, look around, see it for what it is ... and by doing so bring the light, expose the trouble to its natural destruction,... and then reveal the positive possibilities that were always there. I prefer this method, only it takes discipline and awareness that have to be developed, especially when you start out from the fear-based approach as I did. (Sometimes I look back at myself and wonder how I ever broke out of that consuming perspective. Well, I know I had help... How much further there is to grow is only guesswork. I can only see how far I've come. Heh!)


Ah, well. That woman obviously confirmed her bias by that experience. I'm surprised so few saw the darkness. You must choose some excellent friends. :)
 
I saw the topic of another thread and it inspired me to go back and pull of the 'recollection' of 'meeting a twin soul.' It was too long of a story to fit on this thread and it took me 27 pages to write a 'tongue and cheek' sort of version of a tragic story in my own personal life. The subject of a 'twin spirit' to my soul was a theme that followed me throughout my childhood. Whether or not it was all inspired by my 'near-death experiences' - or - if was just something meant to be is not something I have figured out yet.


The famous friend I had - had a real life physical twin - but he also had a 'spiritual twin.' I spoke about it with him as a child. I met his twin when I was 19 years old. It was a private conversation I shared with him. I asked him,


"Are you getting woke up in the middle of the night to find a grown man wearing his pajamas - trying to talk some non-sense to you."


That is how I came to refer to the 'mystical' deep and heavy topics of spirit and soul. Non-sense because I felt spiritual truths were often times the opposite of 'common sense.'


I crossed paths with my 'spirit twin' when I was 17. He died a few short months after our meeting and several months after my famous friend's death. Both of them were 'visitors' with me during the same period and time in my young adult life.


I wrote out a long version of what went down and titled it "Meeting a Twin of Spirit and Soul" for anyone who might have an interest in that subject.


Sincerely


DKing
 
When I was recalling the story and writing it down - I recalled an incident that stuck out in my mind. It was how I referred to their 'former' human bodies. To me, it was like a 'vessel' they had once sat in like a person sits in the interior of a 'car.' I looked at their physical bodies like 'junked' cars in a junk yard. It's wasn't them any more - so - it didn't bother me (or them) to make 'jokes' about their 'former bodies' and the wrecked condition it was in.


It was during this time that the 'spirits' of five friends who had passed away from 1977 to 1981 were visiting me and the way they talked about it - it was no big deal. They were just going to get another body to house their 'spirits' for awhile. I recall talking to one young teenager and asking him,


"How do you go about getting a new body if your old body is wrecked and beyond repair?"


He told me,


"You can't."


My reply was,


"So says you. I have some people who are telling me such a thing is possible. There is five of them and one of you. I don't think all five of them can be wrong. They is in a better position to know about such things since their bodies got wrecked beyond repair. The way they talk, it sounds like a 'blue light' special going off at K-mart. I guess when you and I wreck our bodies beyond repair, we will be in a market for such a thing and be able to figure out where that blue light special is if we have a mind to get back into the swing of things here in the world again." (I didn't look at them as 'ghost''s or spirits as much as I looked at them as 'persona's' with their own character and personalities. They were still people to me in my mind. Someone got me to look up 'people' and 'person' in the dictionary and I took to calling them 'former human beings' who are on their way to being future human beings. Stuck in the middle until then.)


I guess the whole point was to make a humorous comment about the 'blue light' special and laugh so it would be easy to find the 'buoy' in the future. We laughed and joked about the 'blue light' special going off at the graveyard - and all the souls buried coming out of their graves in an effort to get a new body to walk the world in.


That is how casual I though of the whole process back when I had five spirits coming to me - and carrying on about 'getting a body' anew to carry back on in the world again.


Sincerely


DKing
 
I recall the first time this concept came up after my amnesia. I had no memories of my own talk as a child of reincarnation. The first spirit I started having 'psychic' or telepathic conversations with was my 'twin spirit.' I didn't know him as such at the time the conversation took place.


It was the night of his death actually. I raced to the scene where he had died and I was trying to turn back the hands of time. His spirit showed up and started talking to me - like it was the thing to do. I was a little put off by it and thought it was some sort of 'bad joke' gone from bad to worse. Having had all the 'near-death experiences' I had in the past started being triggered. Me, I just crawled back into my body. I told his spirit,


"Just go crawl back into your body, catch your breath and keep going." That is how it usually worked for me - so - I didn't really have a full concept of what 'death' was to other people. That night, his spirit mentioned something about 'helping' him or some sort of help going on between us while he was on his way to 'getting a new body.'


"If you think I am going to some graveyard and dig up a bag of new bones for your to crawl inside of - you is totally and completely out of your mind. Count me out of that sort of thing. I ain't robbing no grave for you. The whole thought of it freaks me out. I ain't figured out how the body you had got wrecked beyond repair. I don't see why you don't just try and get some help over there to fix that one you had."


I was just 17 and it didn't enter my mind he was talking about reincarnation. He said something about being a 'baby' again and I stopped him again.


"You is completely out of your mind boy. You got me to thinking you is talking about robbing a grave for a new bag of bones, now - what you trying to tell me? You want me to go to a hospital and snatch up an innocent baby so you can crawl into it and be alive again. What is you trying to do, be a Baby Herman. That is all I need. A cigar smoking baby tagging along beside me trying to be my friend doing my studies with. You won't be on your way to college with that sort of body. You would be on your way to be the main attraction of a freak show. Heck, you could be your own freak show and not have to share ticket sales with the bearded woman or the wolf boy. I don't won't no part of that sort of freak show. "


Of course, I was totally upset with the news of his death and sort of frantic looking for the solution. I wasn't hearing his 'spiritual voice' as loudly and plainly as I would later on due to the emotional state I was in. We had plans to attend college together - so - I wasn't grasping the whole idea of waiting another 18 years to break in a new body from birth again. (The reincarnation thing.) I was trying to fix the dang problem of his spirit being outside of a body that night. I look back on that night now - and can finally laugh at the words that came out of my mouth in my confusion about what his spirit was trying to convey to me.


The whole idea of a 'Baby Herman' freaked my mind out for several weeks to come.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Glad to see you posting again. :)


Your famous friend's twin, I don't see a mention of it. Was he adopted or did something else happen that he wasn't around ... or do I have the wrong famous friend?


The act of going back in your body and trying to catch your breath ... is that painful?
 
Mama2HRB said:
The act of going back in your body and trying to catch your breath ... is that painful?
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In reference to the 'world stopping' moment - it was more shocking than anything. When switching back to the 'mortal mental' view - it was sort of 'scary' that something made you 'loose' your breath and you couldn't breath. It was a 'divine moment' so all that got swept away with the intense feelings and emotions that came into play.


I remember talking to one of them and trying to get a handle on our understanding of what had happened that led to the 'intense' feelings between us.


"You choked me up, man."


There are other times when I got so 'excited' and my 'spirit' would run away from a situation - or - run to a situation and I would 'loose' my breath. Sort of like the story I shared about the friend whose spirit came to me - while his body was flopping around on the ground like a fish. Now, that --- hurt when you did climb back into the body again. Enough to teach you not to do it again.


But was far as the 'world stopping' moment - it was more divine than anything.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Mama2HRB said:
Your famous friend's twin, I don't see a mention of it. Was he adopted or did something else happen that he wasn't around ... or do I have the wrong famous friend?
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The famous friend who died in 1977 was born with a physical twin who died at birth. When I was a child growing up - I had a psychic bond with a 'spiritual twin.' I knew that my 'twin' had been born into the body of another Mother. As a child, I spoke about it with every single adult I ever came in contact with hoping they could help me understand that sort of situation.


It was a very touchy subject for my older famous friend and one of the rare times I would see him filled with emotion. He finally admitted to me that as a young child growing up - he felt he had created a 'phantom' twin to fill the void he felt, but after talking to me about my situation, he wasn't sure if it had just been his imagination.


Fast forward to 1980 when I crossed paths with another 'soul mate' who stopped the world and made me loose my breath. We were sitting in a car talking and I looked in my mirror and there was the 'outline' of my famous friends spirit. I was laughing and shaking my head. This soul mate was a musician and we were starting a band together. He was a bassist and wrote his own lyrics and music. He wasn't a guitarist and that is what I felt I was looking for in my quest for the 'famous friend.' The last two 'guitarists' I had interviewed, the famous friends spirit had showed up and shook his head "NO!" They were not worthy of his 'blessing' - so - I couldn't dream of writing any sort of melodies or lyrics with them.


So, I didn't feel my famous friends spirit had a hand in 'approval' or 'disapproval' of this particular musician since he played the wrong instrument - and - I didn't have just a professional interest in this friend. We had lived a 'past life' together and exploring that subject with a great deal of interest. Neither one of us had 'vivid' memories - but - we both felt 99% sure we had lived together before in the past.


I said 'silently' to my famous friend,


"I don't care what you say about this one. He is a keeper in my book and I don't care what you have to say one way or another."


My famous friend was like a kid on Christmas morning, jumping up and down.


"You found my twin, just like you said you would when you were a kid. Don't you remember. That is my twin your talking to. Take care of him right."


So, I was in the middle of this dual conversation. One person alive and well and the other person, dead and gone. I was looking at my friend in the front seat and he was asking,


"What is going on with you."


I said,


"Hmmm. You do sort of look like him. I can't put my finger on it. It is your eyes. Wow....look at me close. Hold on a minute."


I turned around to look in the back seat and told my famous 'friends' to poke his head out of the shadow so I could see his eyes plainly. (He always showed up in a human form.)


I kept looking to my left at the human friend in the front seat and to the back to the 'spirit' sitting in the back seat.


"It is in your eyes. It it like looking into the mirror of one another. I see the mirror of his eyes in you."


I would turn around to make sure his 'spirit' wasn't imposing or 'going' into his physical body.


I finally told him,


"Your not going to believe this. I don't know enough to believe it yet. I am remembering talking about meeting you when I was a kid. AND, you not going to believe who it was I talk to you about."


But, that is how that topic came up and it was verified by a 'spiritual' source and method. Within a matter of minutes, I had no doubt I was sitting next to my famous friends 'spiritual twin.'


Sincerely,


DKing
 
As far as my own personal story goes - we thought we had it made as far as forming a band. My gawd, what lead vocalist in the world - wouldn't cut off his right arm to have the 'hidden' twin of that famous musician in their band. I met him shortly before I met the guitarist I felt I had in mind for the band. It was the girl - who also stopped the world for me and left me short of breath. She was also the one who was murdered a short time later. This is what led to the 'political situation.' Uncle Sam came calling and I felt I was being 'drafted' into 'secret service.' Americans were being held hostage in America and Uncle Sam was looking for possible recruits.


An outline was drawn up - and it required a 'partnership' maneuver - which my famous friends 'twin' was recruited into a very dangerous position which led to his eventually led to his death. I have the satisfaction of knowing he died in service to his country but no one else knows that.


That is why we had to 'sacrifice' our music and find other bands who would take our initial ideas, inspiration and foundation for melodies to the stage and studio for us. We were to busy playing a dangerous game with "Uncle Sam" due to the crisis that erupted in the Middle East in 1980.


When I did cross paths with the 'guitarist' from Seattle - I told him everything that was going on - and why me and my original partner couldn't do anything with our original ideas. We had started a homage of 'melodies' to the 'famous friend' who had died in 1977. My famous friend from Seattle and several other musicians wanted on board and asked permission to run with some of the ideas to the studio. I promised them a 'hand shake' on the other side from the 'spirit of the man' himself. A man they all idolized and felt inspired to become musicians themselves due to his legendary body of work he had left behind in the world.


As far as my Seattle famous friend, I spoke to him about the theme of 'spirit twins' and told him I knew the pattern. I felt I was destined to met up with his 'twin' as well. I did shortly after our initial conversation. They were so much alike. He kept a journal of 'musical ideas' as well. He said he had been writing things down for songs since he was a kid. After meeting him, I wanted to change my mind and head to Seattle. It was the first time I had met two people (who were spirit twins) consent to meet one another face to face. I was making plans for that - when - the new found friend got caught up in a dispute and shot point blank in the chest and died instantly. He was only 18 years old.


When I contacted my Seattle friend years later, he told me that he didn't know if it was my 'telling' him the stories of waking up in the middle of the night to find someone sitting at the end of his bed - or - if it was real. I told him,


"It is real. Your twin left this world in 1987. His spirit dropped by to let me know he was on his way to babysit you awhile. Said you was going to need all the help you could get to get those songs to the studio."


The story behind the story.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Writing and sharing these memories is helping me come to my own personal understanding about 'twin souls' or 'spiritual twin soulmates'


I have never had the 'romantic' notion that many share when this sort of topic is brought up. For me personally, I had a childhood 'relationship' where I felt like a close friend to this one - where that sort of 'feeling' just isn't a part of the mix.


By the time I was 17 - I was very disgusted by 'physical attraction' - or anything related to physical desire. As a teenager, if others found out that I was 'into my own gender' then I was hit on left and right by my fellow peers for all the wrong reasons. I was being raised to 'avoid' the wrong reasons like the plague. So, I was more sensitive to that issue than most may have been.


When I did finally meet my 'twin' in person and face to face - I didn't want to explore that and 'mess' up the 'divine feelings' that were stirred up.


I have been trying to figure out where the 'intense' anger came from in 1977 that led to my amnesia. Some of it was 'hyped' up to get an emotion that would 'trigger' a mental block, but it had to be built upon a 'real and intense' anger.


I didn't know there was the possibility of a 'sexual relationship' prior to his death. It was only after his death that I found out that if he had lived - then our 'sexual relationship' would have been 'blessed by God.' It was not only designed to be a perfect 'sexual union' - but the ultimate 'sexual union.'


I couldn't have that sort of relationship with a 'ghost' - so - that is what led to my 'intense anger.' (I was just a teenager and living with that sort of angst.) If God would have 'blessed' it - what did I care what the world had to say about that type of relationship.


I was being told over and over again - that 'we' were not ready for that sort of 'physical union' in the world. We were in preparation for a future time. Try to tell that to a 17 year old with his hormones raging out of control.


Now, what I have read from some of the literature pertaining to 'twin' souls - makes perfect sense to me. Soul mates are design to help prepare us (through many life times) for the ultimate 'reunion' of sorts. The love we share with 'soul mates' is just as important - (if not more important) to the love we will share eternally with out 'twin soul.'


I wasn't angry short after his passing. I had lived through two other close friends dying on me. (My famous friend and the young boy in 2nd grade.) I didn't get angry about their deaths and get distraught with grief. In fact, if I was accused of anything after they died - it was that I didn't have a normal reaction of 'grief.' (It was hard to grieve a loss if their spirit is constantly visiting you.)


That is what the idea was. "If people want to see me get upset, - okay - I will get upset about something."


I didn't get upset about the death part as much as I got angry about the idea of missing out on the 'perfect' sexual union and blew that up out of proportion to get a 'trigger' for the 'mental block' I was looking to achieve.


Now, it is all starting to make sense again.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
My family always associated the 'amnesia' with the medical condition which is true to a degree. I had been using a form of 'hypnosis' to bury those memories since I was 8. I wouldn't have had to bury memories prior to 8 due to the medical condition.


The memories of my contact with my 'spirit twin' (on the other hand) went back to my physical birth. Because I had spoken to every single family member about my twin - their memories got erased right along beside his memories.


His spirit 'directly' and 'indirectly' had been a part of my life intimately for a 18 solid years. Of course, it was a lot more complicated than this - but that was the foundation of the amnesia that became a central theme and part of my adult life for the next 20 years.


I am at an age where I can finally look back on it and laugh at myself for it. It is just what I had to do to survive that sort of 'physical encounter' and lose - after meeting my twin face to face.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
I wonder if there is a connection. My eldest has an unborn twin sister. They used to step in and out at will but I didn't catch on for a very long time. I don't know if she still does it. As I said before her hubby is a total non believer so I have to find chances to talk to her alone ...


I can imagine telling a musician who his twin soul was ... blow his mind at first LOL


Back to reading.wine**
 
Mama2HRB said:
I can imagine telling a musician who his twin soul was ... blow his mind at first.
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When I look back on it - I was expecting more of a 'stunned' or 'disbelief' reaction. Instead, it was,


"I knew it, I knew it. I never told anyone about this because I knew people wouldn't believe me, but, I have always known it."


So, it was something he was sort of expecting and something of a relief to have outside validation for his own mind for something he already knew in his own heart.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
When I met the 'twin spirit' of the Seattle friend - he wasn't famous at the time. I was working as a Manager of a store. I was new to the town. A customer I had gotten friendly with - kept telling me that I reminded him of someone he knew who was my age. (He was an older guy.) He kept insisting that I owed it to myself to met this guy. He brought up the fact that he thought the two of us were like twins in some mysterious way. He said we didn't look the same physically, but there was something about the two of us that he couldn't put his finger on.


I knew it couldn't be my twin but was polite and agreed to met up at a nightclub on a Saturday night. I didn't really want to go through with it. One my crew members had an emergency and the Sunday morning shift needed to be filled and I couldn't find anyone else - so I was stuck with it. I had to be at work at 7 AM on Sunday - so - I had a perfect excuse to leave the club early. I was supposed to be there at 10 PM to met the customer and have the introduction to this person he wanted to introduce me to.


I showed up at 8AM since I was going to have to leave early. I walked into the club, spotting a guy playing pool and when our eyes met - bamm --- the world stopped and my 'spirit' was in orbit around the planet - yet again. So, I started playing pool and getting to know this guy. It was 'divine' and there was a past life connection hidden in the undertow somewhere. I felt like I was in heaven that night and was wondering how I was going to break free from my 'boring customer' and this supposed 'two peas in a pod' friend he wanted to introduce me to. The customer showed up and said,


"Oh - I see you two already met."


We didn't need any introduction. We felt like we had known each other our entire lives by 10 AM. I liked on an island off the Gulf Coast of Texas. We left the club and walked along the ocean. I told him,


"I know exactly who you are. I met your twin already."


I had business in Hawaii and had told the musicians in Seattle that if things worked out - then I would be up in Seattle after I got finished with things in Hawaii. I told this 'spirit twin' of a friend,


"I want to head to Seattle first. All them guys were trying to talk me into putting my business in Hawaii aside and come up there first. Where they have failed, you have succeed."


I had to be at work and was regretting filling the shift. I had no other choice and we were making plans to meet the next day after I got off work. He told me that there was a 'thug' out and about looking for him - and that he had taken a chance coming out to the club. He needed $20 to pay a debt to him. I had spent all my money at the club and didn't have cash on me. I told him to come by the store the next day and I would cash a check. He wanted to take a drive to the store then and there and I was pressed for 'sleep' to prepare for the shift. He told me,


"You don't know this guy. He said he was going to kill me the next time he saw me if I didn't have the money I owe him."


I thought he was being over dramatic in an effort to get the money. I didn't think any body would kill someone over a $20 bill.


"Just tell him you passed the debt on to me - if you see him. Tell him where I work and the fact that I am the manager. I have a safe full of money at my disposal. That should put his mind at ease."


This was back before ATM's or would have gone to an ATM machine. Before I got in my car, he told me,


"I feel like this is the last time I am going to get to see you alive."


I stepped back to the back of the car with him and we talked about it. I felt we had to leave it in God's hands and trust God would get us to where needed to be. Promises where made and then we parted company.


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At 8AM the next morning, I saw the customer pull into the parking lot alone. I was curious why my new friend wasn't with him. The customer had red puffy eyes and looked like he had been through the ringer. He told me he had bad news for me.


"Curtis was shot last night. He died instantly."


That explained the 'strange dreams' that seemed 'out of body' the night before. I felt guilty afterwards. He had tried to tell me he felt danger was ahead for him and I didn't listen. It was so strange to think a $20 would led a person into a murderous rage. I had asked him the night before why he thought he would get killed over a $20 bill. He had told me,


"It isn't the money that he is angry about. He is angry because he found out I was gay. He is just using the money as an excuse to justify his anger about me being gay."


So, the spirit twin of my famous friend was shot and killed due to a hate crime. If people felt my famous friend took a stand for the rights of gay people - it is because I told him how his 'spirit twin' had died.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Mama2HRB said:
I wonder if there is a connection. My eldest has an unborn twin sister. They used to step in and out at will but I didn't catch on for a very long time. I don't know if she still does it.
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I have memories of going to maturnity wards when I was 6 and 7 in 'out of body' experiences. My memory - is - the 'spirit doesn't come into the physical body until it starts 'breathing' on it's own. Part of the reason I always referred to the 'spirit' as the 'breath.' But, there was always a 'connection' prior to birth where the 'silver' cord was formulating. It was attached to the physical body- but not yet inside of it.


I don't have memories of the discussion of whether or not - this particular 'spirit' that was attached to his 'still born' physical twin - was in fact the 'same spirit' twin I met years later. I don't think there is a 'rule' that physical twins are actually 'twins of the same soul.' Very similar but not always the case. My 'gut feeling' is that most physical twins are 'soul mates' of some sort.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
I recall reading something my famous Seattle friend was quoted as saying - 'that he was gay in spirit' - which, in my mind is a direct reference to the conversations we shared about half of his soul - in spirit - was in fact gay.


I feel there has been a great deal of speculation about whether or not my famous Seattle friend was gay or not. In the physical sense, absolutely not. He had no physical or intimate contact with another male in his life. He would have told me and wouldn't have kept that secret from me.


When we first met and had our conversation on the telephone, he said something about it and wondered aloud. I told him,


"Boy, your destined to meet the girl of your dreams. Your heart has been promised to a girl in this lifetime."


He asked how I knew this and I told him,


"I have my ways. If you don't know me well enough to know, the first question I ask on the spiritual level when I met a young, attractive guy who is unattached in the moment - is - is he available in the future. The answer I got was 'no.' If it had been 'yes' - then that would mean the door would be open to explore the idea of 'sowing some wild oats' together until you met your promised one. No, means your destined to be with a girl in the future. If you is thinking about being gay - you is just a gay wanna be. Your soul mate in this life time is destined to be a girl. You better start wrapping your fantasies around that idea."


So, I always look at that quote as a sly reference to two things. One of them being the 'spirit twin' that was gay in a physical sense.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
A couple of thoughts

I didn't know there was the possibility of a 'sexual relationship' prior to his death. It was only after his death that I found out that if he had lived - then our 'sexual relationship' would have been 'blessed by God.' It was not only designed to be a perfect 'sexual union' - but the ultimate 'sexual union.'
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I feel everything in life is written before we come here ... perhaps after you have left this plane?
 
Mama2HRB said:
A couple of thoughts
I feel everything in life is written before we come here ... perhaps after you have left this plane?
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I have come to believe that there is a 'script' involved. All my experiences point in that direction and I have gone though many of my own conflicts trying to rationalize the whole 'free will' thing. But at this stage in my life, I was walking with the understanding that once a moment came to pass - then - it was meant to be or - it wouldn't have came to pass.


I don't know how (we as humans) can wrap our minds around the idea that there is a 'pre-determined' script. I couldn't when he died the first day of 1978. I was looking at all the fine details that led to this sort of tragedy and felt there were mistakes made. God forbid, anyone should have walked up to me in the three months following his death and say - 'it was meant to be. Your soul designed this for you."


My 'spirit twin' got away with saying that to me - because is was 'invisible' and like air at the time. I couldn't get my hands around his neck to ring it every time he said that to me.


It may have been a part of a 'pre-determined' script of some sorts - but that didn't mean I was supposed to react to that idea with extreme joy and happiness. If that situation was designed to get me to a point of 'anger' within myself - well - that part worked perfectly.


I think someone said something about - "If God intends for you two to be together again, then trust God to make that happen."


When? When I was 17 - the last thing I wanted to hear was 100 years from now in a different life time. When I was 17, that didn't put my mind at ease about the situation I was going through in that current moment.


Over and over again, my spiritual guides - and 'over-soul' kept telling me, 'patience.' Strange, that is the hardest thing to find in this world we live sometimes when dealing with the deep and mystical subjects of heart and soul.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
Mama2HRB said:
I feel everything in life is written before we come here ... perhaps after you have left this plane?
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Sort of reminds me of something I think I have shared on the thread about the 'Over-Soul' persona - and a conversation we were engaged in. I was asking for 'knowledge' about something in 1981. I was told,


"You already have this knowledge."


I couldn't figure that one out. If I had it, why was I asking for it. So I asked where it was. I was told,


"In your future."


The 'soul' looks at it one way - and the human mind can't help but to look at it another.


So that sort of outlook would fit in the 'soul's' point of view.


"I want this experience."


"You already have this experience."


"Where is it?"


"In your future."


I think that is what I learned during that period when I kept meeting 'twins' from other soul mates. We are all have that experience in us - somewhere.


Where?


In our future.


Sincerely,


DKing
 
I once had a little soul come to me who said he was from the future ... he was shocked to meet me, said I was a famous author ... OMG ... this was around 2002 or so. I had written a few things but nothing of the magnitude of my books.


The way he talked to me was quite interesting ... so, my point is .. you are right. It is all in our future.


BUT IT IS SOOOOO HARD TO WAIT ..... and not know.
 
I can recall sitting at the trunk of my car that night prior to my newfound friend being shot back in 1987.


I had spent 5 years working in an 'undercover' capacity rubbing shoulders with High School youth for the purpose of studying the 'norm' for sexual development. I had a great deal of experience dealing the the psychological aspect of 'gay bashing.' (This was a part of my directive.)


One example was in the summer of 1984. I was at the lake with a large group of High School teens. One of them was verbally talking foul language over and over again - directed at gay people. Everyone was shaking their head sort of embarrassed by his moments of 'rage.' I finally took him to the side and told him,


"Dude, I don't know how to tell you who I am and what I am doing here, but --- a few years ago - I was given all sorts of tests by a group of Professors. They felt I had earned a degree in psychology from the school of hard knocks. Stop looking at me like I am teenager for a moment and try to wrap your mind around the idea your talking to an adult with a PhD in psychology - if you can."


He asked me what I was getting at and I told him,


"Dude, people know your trying to blow smoke up their behinds. I see it in their eyes. They know your not hating on something or someone outside yourself. Your hating on something you got hidden away inside of yourself. If your wanting to keep that secret and to yourself - you might want to consider putting a zipper on it - and stop raging out of control about it. You ain't solving any problems and in fact, you just creating more."


I told him he wasn't alone and the truth be told, probably half the guys at the lake that day were trying to 'grow up' and put their 'childhood experimentation' aside to move on to bigger and better things for themselves. I knew how to deal with guys who were 'internalizing' these feelings and dealing with the conflict it created. I had once followed a group of teenagers who had attempted to bash a 'gay patron' at a club. They were carrying clubs, chains and knifes. I wasn't intimidated by the attempt of a violent act because I knew two of them. (No one got hurt that night and they had been chased away by a larger crowd that came to the gay patrons defense.) Two of the guys had made passes at me in the past and I had turned them down. I followed after this theme with a very inquisitive mind in various dangerous situations. I knew how to handle myself in those situations and how to deal with the 'anger' issues without adding to the problem.


There are several different types - and other various factors that will lead someone to 'violence and anger' in an effort to solve their own internal conflict.


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