Since I was about 12 years old I have had a Memory of a past life...not a Dream..because the things that I remembered, I could not have known, as I was born in Dundee Scotland and had never been to London in my life, This was the 1950's and we had no Television.
I was some kind of Polititician, in London, I remember the smell and the feeling of the House of Commons..especially the wooden pannels...I was married to a Blond Haired, woman but I think it was just marriage of convience...I have no idea of the dates but they had the old fasioned cars...the square type ones..I lived in a terraced house in London..North London I think.
For some reason I had to go up North, and myself and my Wife were in the back of one of those old fasioned cars with a driver in front.
Then for some unknown reason I was lying on the ground outside at the back of the car..I was dying, and my Wife and the Driver were looking down at me...
Then my spirit started to rise above the scene and I did not want to go as I had things to do..but some beings tried to reassure me that I would be back so I went allong with them...I found myself in what seemed like a room with others in the room...there was no light but I could feel the presence of others in the room....there was no passing of time but every now and again a light would appear in the centre of the room and someone would go to that light...then it was my turn and I expected to go back to who I was, but I became a Baby and screamed as that is not what I wanted...but then I just forgot who I was and accepted the new life...
This is not a Dream but a reality that I have tried to come to terms with.

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