What if you met someone that could remember most of their past lives. Unfortunately, I did on the premises of the Reality/Unreality place that Dr. H. Felix built. The following is the interview with John Formosta.
John Formosta begins: I remember all the lives I had before *me* today. It is very disturbing because all the past lives I remember were pretty crappy. I did not have any famous past lives. I did not have any past lives where I was rich or a king or respected artist. I do remember that my lives were lived in many areas around world. China, Atlantis, Persia, Greece, Rome and Scranton, Pa. America.
I remember having Jobs like. Cleaning up after the Elephants while in Hannibal’s Army. This was done as we crossed the Alps. I and many others did this so no one could follow Hannibal’s trail. In Rome I had to clean up the mutilated bodies and animals after the Games in that Colosseum. That was gross. Worse after those damn sea battles when they filled the Colosseum with water. It was unbelievable what one could find to clean up after it was drained. Did you know that the Huns and Mongols needed people to find and make places for them to pee and poop? Yep. My job. Then there was Egypt. Cleaning up after the orgies in Rome was bad enough but those parties Cleopatra and Mark Anthony had. Vomit city. It seems I had a lot of past lives in Rome. I guess it was because the Roman Empire lasted a long time. I died very young during most of those lives. Cleaning Galley Slave underwear. Not sure for what people, but I remember that life and job.
Some jobs I guess were ok now that I think about them. Mixing paint for those painters during the Renaissance. Drove me insane and I died because of the fumes . Guillotine Head Catcher during the French Revolution. Never put your head in a Guillotine just for fun. Last thing I heard my friend say was, “Whoops!” I was a soldier during WWII. I was captured and got to find land mines by walking across the fields they were buried in. I worked in a lot of Palaces in lot of Kingdoms as a Royal Ass Wiper. Literally.
I wish I could forget these past lives. Repeating some of those lousy jobs over and over. One of the best jobs I had was while working for a Doctor. He put leeches on me to test to see which ones were the best blood suckers.
So what is my job in this life? I oversee elections in America.
Session One; Chapter Chapter Chapter 46.
Repeating EChumly as recorder.