So I voluntarily enter this portal zone,
to past life hypnosis regression.
I have no regrets.
Interestingly, I had been attracted to the Civil War anyways.
The person being hypnotized has no control where they go to.
The hypnotist asked me to describe my shoes.
I said they were brown and tattered.
(In real life I was wearing white sneakers).
I sensed I was in Mississippi, so the worn shoes made sense for a Federal soldier.
Suddenly! Bam! Blood! Rifles! Death and decay confronting me cruelly.
I notice am wearing the uniform
of a Federal Cavalry Corporal,
in the American Civil War.(I never referred to the "Union" Army then.
"Kill "anything" wearing gray," or I knew I would die,
In stark desperation and terror and fear for my life,
There was a Confederate soldier on the ground, lying.
He was wounded but still alive.
I know I killed him, but was spared the memory.
I took his Springfield rifle.
Because he could easily have killed me first with the rifle.
And I might need it to defend myself if I ran out on ammo.
We were in the woods, hoping for camouflage.
Kill or be killed.
There was a soldier bayoneted into a tree!
Through his mid section.
He was several feet off the ground.
He was helpless, I found.
I don't remember if he was alive or dead.
The soldier whose rifle I took away on the ground,
I recognized as being a neighbor,
in my current life, but not a friend.
We didn't get along, each other we dissed.
After this I had a whole new perspective on this.
And that I did all I could to improve our relations.
(After what I did to him, no wonder we hated.)
I thought secretly...
We got along much better.
I'm glad something good came of this hell.
But the war changed me. I died at 67,
Spending all that time in an armchair in a dismal doom, Obsessing that I had broken Gods Commandment
"Thou Shalt Not Kill."
This may have carried over into this life as depression.
Some things take time, as I understand it.
I am glad I did the regression because it made a lot of things clear I knew not of.