3-yr-old recalls past life, identifies killer, location of body

[Kobes Two Jerseys]

there are layers to this existence.......
we lost the ability to peel away the layers.

I believe its in our dreams where we find these layers. I think we see things our parents saw with their own eyes and so on and so forth. Then we pass these on to our children. I realized this when my son would tell me things in his dreams that hes never seen before.

 

[MercuryHayes]

Got a bunch of nikkas in here scared what they were taught was a lie

 

[Malik]

i believe in reincarnation. i'll never forget this dream i had walkin into this school, late, walking through a tiny hallway with a low ceiling, like the ones in old colonial houses that were constructed back when people were shorter. wooden walls on both sides. all the kids were white. teacher white. everybody dressed like pilgrims, like somethin out of The Crucible or The Village. they all looked at me when I turned the corner into the room. teacher just stopped teaching, gave me a stern look and I sat down. was just a weird dream. it really did feel like a memory.

 

[Dragonfly Jones]

i believe in reincarnation. i'll never forget this dream i had walkin into this school, late, walking through a tiny hallway with a low ceiling, like the ones in old colonial houses that were constructed back when people were shorter. wooden walls on both sides. all the kids were white. teacher white. everybody dressed like pilgrims, like somethin out of The Crucible or The Village. they all looked at me when I turned the corner into the room. teacher just stopped teaching, gave me a stern look and I sat down. was just a weird dream. it really did feel like a memory.

 

[The_King_of_Everything]

Reincarnation is real

 

[andre patton]

i believe in reincarnation. i'll never forget this dream i had walkin into this school, late, walking through a tiny hallway with a low ceiling, like the ones in old colonial houses that were constructed back when people were shorter. wooden walls on both sides. all the kids were white. teacher white. everybody dressed like pilgrims, like somethin out of The Crucible or The Village. they all looked at me when I turned the corner into the room. teacher just stopped teaching, gave me a stern look and I sat down. was just a weird dream. it really did feel like a memory.

what makes this different than any of your other dreams?