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guys please do this experiment for me

chado

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315
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firstly this doesnt matter if you believe in past lives or not just do it,i know it may not be acruate but just for funs sake i just want to see the suggestions
1)sit comfortably and clear your mind relax deeply
2)once mind is clear close eyes and make mind completly blank
3)ask teh question what is 'my'(not yours mine) past life
4) wait a bit until some kind of image emerges?
then write it down here
 

Polaris

AKA Nunki
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sp/sx
I was a doughnut, a doughnut covered in pink frosting. I must've been, because that's what saw when I did your little exercise.
 

Agent Washington

Softserve Ice Cream
Joined
Jan 24, 2017
Messages
2,053
When I close my eyes, I can only see one scene. I don't know if it is from a past life, or something that has happened in this one.

’’ALEXA! Alexa! Wake up! ALEXA!!!’’

My father was calling out to me. I felt so cold as if I had been dead, I was frightened. I embraced myself so hard not realizing, I popped the balloon. I open my eyes and the bright lights, I witnessed became clearer and slowly focused into the beaming street lights above me. Father kneeled next to me checking if I was alright.

Almost immediately, I embrace him with a hug, crying excessively ignoring the pain. He was staring down at me with a concerned face. Next thing I knew, I was taken to the hospital. My dad was kind enough to carry me through the entire road. He was exhausted, but he walked all the way, just to make sure I was taken to get my wounds attended to. Deep down I was glad that I was far from my stepmother and extremely happy I survived along with my father.

Three months have passed since the car crash, but still I could not shake the feeling something still was wrong. I simply shrugged off these thoughts and took a deep sigh. I watched out the window. It was raining just like the day me and father left my stepmother. The doctor then startled me by opening the door, I figured he was probably here to check on my progress. I turn towards him and saw his back is facing me. Once the doctor turned towards me, I notice he was holding something in his hand as he quietly spoke to me.

He yells out WTF, then he pushes me against the rack, and him and his 2 friends surround me thats when I realised these were a couple of guys who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and she said "You're movin' wth your auntie and uncle in Bel-air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licence said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror but anyway I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget "YO HOLMES TO BEL-AIR!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air.
 

Korvinagor

Cyber Strider
Joined
Jan 5, 2017
Messages
762
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9w1
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When I close my eyes, I can only see one scene. I don't know if it is from a past life, or something that has happened in this one.

’’ALEXA! Alexa! Wake up! ALEXA!!!’’

My father was calling out to me. I felt so cold as if I had been dead, I was frightened. I embraced myself so hard not realizing, I popped the balloon. I open my eyes and the bright lights, I witnessed became clearer and slowly focused into the beaming street lights above me. Father kneeled next to me checking if I was alright.

Almost immediately, I embrace him with a hug, crying excessively ignoring the pain. He was staring down at me with a concerned face. Next thing I knew, I was taken to the hospital. My dad was kind enough to carry me through the entire road. He was exhausted, but he walked all the way, just to make sure I was taken to get my wounds attended to. Deep down I was glad that I was far from my stepmother and extremely happy I survived along with my father.

Three months have passed since the car crash, but still I could not shake the feeling something still was wrong. I simply shrugged off these thoughts and took a deep sigh. I watched out the window. It was raining just like the day me and father left my stepmother. The doctor then startled me by opening the door, I figured he was probably here to check on my progress. I turn towards him and saw his back is facing me. Once the doctor turned towards me, I notice he was holding something in his hand as he quietly spoke to me.

He yells out WTF, then he pushes me against the rack, and him and his 2 friends surround me thats when I realised these were a couple of guys who were up to no good, started making trouble in my neighborhood. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and she said "You're movin' wth your auntie and uncle in Bel-air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the licence said "FRESH" and it had dice in the mirror but anyway I could say that this cab was rare but I thought nah forget "YO HOLMES TO BEL-AIR!" I pulled up to the house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo holmes smell ya later!" Looked at my kingdom I was finally there to sit on my throne as the prince of Bel-air.

The Purple Balloon? You read Creepypastas?
 

kotoshinohaisha

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so
Hahahahahaahha xD your past life?! That's fucking funny. Not ours? Yours! Lol hahaha. You're so epic chad0
 

Lord Lavender

Bluered Trickster
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firstly this doesnt matter if you believe in past lives or not just do it,i know it may not be acruate but just for funs sake i just want to see the suggestions
1)sit comfortably and clear your mind relax deeply
2)once mind is clear close eyes and make mind completly blank
3)ask teh question what is 'my'(not yours mine) past life
4) wait a bit until some kind of image emerges?
then write it down here

The Chado returns.
 

geedoenfj

The more you know..
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Oct 6, 2015
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sx/so
firstly this doesnt matter if you believe in past lives or not just do it,i know it may not be acruate but just for funs sake i just want to see the suggestions
1)sit comfortably and clear your mind relax deeply
2)once mind is clear close eyes and make mind completly blank
3)ask teh question what is 'my'(not yours mine) past life
4) wait a bit until some kind of image emerges?
then write it down here

Well this is silly
I love it :happy2:

Ok I did what you said, and this is what my past life







I miss these days :content:
 

anticlimatic

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Oct 17, 2013
Messages
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I see a path through a desert at night and a small house with an arched doorway like you would see in Mexico. Also lots of stars, no light pollution or humidity.
 
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