In a past life Vasilisa used to dance around in a cave wearing fuzzy britches...but a big cat ate her.
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Originally Posted by Edgar
Spamtar - a strange combination of boorish drunkeness and erudite discussions, or what I call "an Irish academic"
I detect your past life to have been in the 1400s, your feminine energy is pouring and I would believe you were a woman. You appeared to be a strong woman, with extra power in your arms - maybe a warrior or fighter in a local area. I sense religion and spirituality and a sense of calm - one who is an old soul with wisdom and true inner strength. Your power resonates in your ability to see through lies and deception, and to find people who are willing to support your course. You are a leader, with strong innovative abilities to motivate and inspire those who are less fortunate. Your past world in other words could have been of a poorer state (a third world country), and that gave you the inner ability to grow. Because of the fights you engaged in your previous life, you have decided that you would suit a more reclusive and reflective creature in this life. You seek to gain knowledge about the people, and understand human nature without all the tough contact.
Arthur S. was definitely a happy-go-lucky hippie back in the old heydays of hippiedom. Prancing around on the meadows, wearing flowers in that long wavy hair, being amazed and wondering about the true meaning of double rainbows...
Queen Kat was once a 19th century duchess from France that owned a huge estate in the French countryside. Her husband was a wealthy duke who constantly pampered her with gifts from afar, including rare China from the east, chocolate made from imported coco in the West Indies, and Syrah wine from Italy. Often, she entertained her friends by throwing together extravagant balls that included luxurious feasts. She was the life of the party, and many people admired her.
“Thoughts are the shadows of our feelings -- always darker, emptier and simpler.”
― Friedrich Nietzsche
Curious Feeling enjoyed running liquor down from the mountains in a modified Model A with hidden compartments under the floorboards and died in a shootout with 10 federal G men... a tragic affair in which all of them died as well
Human beings make life so interesting. Do you know that in a universe so full of wonders, they have managed to invent boredom? -Terry Pratchett