Perhaps Karma was trying to tell you something.
I was just about ready to type this when I read your post - it’s pretty obvious that the long time side effects are pretty messed up.
A crude variant of “Moby Dick” comes to mind, but discretion and good taste prevail as always.
So if it’s a really large bright light, you know you’re gonna come back as a whale and if it’s only a little tiny light then maybe a fruit fly. I think I’m starting to get it.
But what if you are going to be a bacteria, what does mitosis reincarnation look like?
I’ve no idea who I might have been in my past lives. But if past is any indication of the present then I know with a great degree of certainty that in this life I was not meant to associate with the likes of pedants, deviants and all around bastards such as your ilk.
:dubious:
No far different backgrounds, Jewish, Pagan, Christian, also they were geographically and social-economically separated. None knew each other, but 2 did eventually meet due to them both being hikers.
“I came from around these parts, you know.”
A nancent soul? - not enough time. I did need to overcome a distrust of women once I got here, well even before. To recognize their god-hood as equal to mine. Going through death is a very hard process and causes much damage.
But there was nothing wrong, I was offered a out by God each and every time, no suffering involve, the path was there, except when I chose to stay with one and experience death so my path was harder.
So you had sex with your mom. Cool, I guess, if that’s your thing.
How long did it take you to find each of them? And what evidence did you have that pointed you in the right direction to find them?
It’s the best stuff ever, if you can get some I highly recommend it. Life changing and all good.
lmao. 
“Yeah, you were pretty torn up when you had to leave”.
Never had sex with any of them, though a potential (sexual) relationship seemed possible with one but it didn’t go there.
[quote[How long did it take you to find each of them?[/quote]
They all came within 4 years of each other, perhaps shorter, it was the time I was seeking God and answers. It took some time to identify them as such, in that perhaps 8 years is a better indicator.
I was not looking for them but cried out for answers to things I could not understand, that I believe was what lead me to them as they were my answers. (if you seek you shall find). I take that as God, in It’s role as loving and guiding parent. So I found them first, found out their role in my life later.
This is the most surreal thread I’ve ever read here. And dear God, that’s saying a lot after pan-fried semen.
So, “Hi, I’m your aborted son”… that’s negging, right?
As someone else already pointed out, many people who believe in reincarnation claim they were some famous character from the past. Rarely do you hear anyone say they lived a mundane and completely unremarkable life.
“Wow, it’s sure gotten bigger since the last time I was in here”.
I’m not sure it works quite as well as, “Hey there, I’m you’re son you murdered when I was an infant.” But, whatever woos the ladies, it’s all good.