L.A. Domenech
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I'm new to the writing game, but I write with my heart.
I encourage you to read what I believe is my art.
Stories and poems taken from parts of my life.
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Death isn't inevitable?
I think I'm dead. People say it's deja vu, but I've died. Have you ever had a dream so vivid you thought it was your life? Well it turns out it may have been. Here's how I found out. Life's decisions have consequences and purpose. Turns out when you die you live your next life...... which is already happening. How did I find out? I was brought back. Upset at what I had, I felt remorse and cheated. Having a life I could, or so i thought, I could literally only dream of. Turned out, that dream was one of my lives. So if it's true, what do you do? Kill yourself until you have your best life? Turns out when you try, your life gets worse. Every attempt seemed to make me poor, neglected, or even having to awaken to be subservient . I didn't think I would care, but when you are coherent every time, it's different. It seems to be the same general back story, same mother and father everytime. Sometimes they are together, at times you don't know who one, or even who both are. But I did. Sometimes I'd seek them out... but to be rejected. Don't try to if they have abandoned you, and are living their greatest life. Even the closest people in your immediate life, most are consistent. Like the woman of my life who bore my children. One or twice it was her sister. In one life I had three male children, and another three female children.... things like this would change your views in life. Although your views change, you are always you. You laugh at the same things, you eat the same foods, you listen to the same music. I have tried to study how this would possibly be, then I would have an "accidental death". Like I'd hit a tree sledding with the children, drown while on vacation, or get to sick, whenever I would try to research. So what could I do? Keep living the life I'm in. Turns out the more I did, the more value I would achieved in my next life. The greater I would become, the more power I recieve. I have even gotten into governing. But when you become powerful, sometimes you can become corrupt. And how I would fall from corruption..... I'd deserved my life after. I woke up on the streets with tattered clothing no one to care for me. The only means of a meal coming from the next soul with a heart. As I sit with my head down and my hand out, I'd realized, my decisions in this life are possibly affecting my next life. It is hard following one path, but I choose to be true. Every life I become more honest, braver, dedicated to helping others. Because once you are your lowest point, you never want to go back
By L.A. Domenech 3 years ago in Fiction
