Magic Flakes
What if the there really is such a thing as past lives and we've all lived them; the memories, the people, the hearts we knew ages and ages ago buried in our subconscious and warded against intrusions or reveals until our beings are revitalised and excited by a spirit that recognizes ours and encountering their soul again & being re-united is like a shot of Fireball Whisky warm and spicy. Or, along path of soul rebirth, We are placed again in the life of someone we once knew who left us happy and laughing. He was still of an age when 4 Koi Goldfish in a crude restaurant fountain were magical. He leaned over the wooden bench such that only the very tips of his small shoes touched the cement floor. His mother was kneeling next to him. Later, he would be holding onto two toy dump trucks one in each hand while watching a cartoon about toy trucks on his mom's cellphone but now the fish were speaking to him. Their mouths opened in continuous circles saying ...