sirsholly
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ORIGINAL: sirsholly When she was done and i stood up to leave and out of nowhere she said "About the dream..." I instantly knew what dream she was talking about. The psychic did not again mention a dream, but told me in one of my past lives i was a nurse during the time of the Black Plague. She said i eventually died of the illness myself. Again i was leaving her office and she called out to me "Remember...in those days there was no real way to be certain if someone was actually dead. So many were buried alive." ve WHOA!!! Let's look at this one.yes...lets! Did the psychic inform you that you were a male? Because you failed to mention that in your post.No...and what difference does it make? I believe that at that time that nurses, who were very few, were male .Sorry...but i argue. Nurses at that time were not as highly educated as we are now. Little formal schooling, in fact. They were very young and unmarried for the most part. Most families simply catered to their own or those carrying the disease were simply left to die because of the fear of infection.Riiight...and the hospitals (for lack of a better term) ran themselves. Why were people routinely buried alive? This has never happened on any type of a wide scale event.Why was it called the BLACK plague? Because the skin would darken with sub-epidermal hemorrhages and gangrene. The appearance of the patient, along with the shallow breathing of those in the process of dying, would no doubt make someone think the patient had already died. Since the Black Plague (or Black Death) killed between 30-60% of Europes population it is a safe bet there was not a licensed MD present to pronounce the patient. Mass graves were the only means they had to bury the dead. Since neanderthals started burrying their dead, do you know how many people have been mistakenly burried alive? You don't know do you? Well let me enlighten you, sweetcheeks, two people that is all. Two fucking people. There was one pygmy and some drunk whore that lived in Scotland. That's it. This is just another absurd notion accepted by those that want to believe in something regardless of the truth or the factual events that transpired at the time they were supposed to be alive.That is your belief. I have mine. I don't believe. Suckers. A dead rats ass is not given. Try and make more of your present life.Yes damnit...i have made nothing of myself. I have two Masters degrees and one Associates degree. I shoulda listened to dear ol Dad when he told me to go to school...but NOOOOO. I have done nothing worthwhile, including speaking before congress to initiate a legislative change in health care. Shame on me... The reason that you act in such a cuntish manner has nothing to do with past lives manifesting themselves today, but more with the fact that some people are just cunts.Perhaps. I do not consider myself one of them. It seems you do. A second dead rats not given. Accept it and move on. Try and be less cunty and more pleasurable. Yes damnit...i need to cheer up and get a sense of humor. Misery loves company. In that case your family reunions must be a real hoot. There were a pile of miserable fucks that walked with Jesus, nothing has really changed. Now you are comparing me to an Apostle? I thought i was a cunt? You go back and analyze all of your past lives...You reach the very last one where you were the first fucking thing that crawled out of the primordial ooze. Now what? How long did you have to wait for the second thing to crawl out of the ooze so you could bang it? Sorry Sweetie...i do not bang slime. Talk to your ex's about that. Maybe why that is why you are so inpatient today? Inpatient? I don't know. DAMN!!! Something i agree with!! You admit you are clueless. I wish you luck in all of your travels no matter how silly or frivolous they be.Sweet of you. And in a return gesture I wish you to fall open mouthed into a raw sewage pit. It just seems...appropriate somehow. One of the first lives that I can recall is in ancient Egypt. Jefff and I were the royal chief vitners to King Tutankhamun. Jefff with his sinewy, brown and bronze frame was truly something to behold. He was a magnificent specimen, his 5' 7" frame towered over those that surrounded him. He commanded respect. We worked together for fifteen years. Little known factoid, Jefff invented the malbac. Upon the death of Tutankhamun, we were both buried with the King. Total bummer. I can only surmise this is why Jefff and I are now a hop bonded pair. To this day the taste and smell of wine makes me cry. We both love beer.
< Message edited by sirsholly -- 1/9/2010 2:06:15 PM >
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