deja-vu

This was too much for him to handle. It was like watching memories of his life play out from a different camera angle, sometimes with new scenes added. He was living DVD extras.

She said, I'm going to miss you when you when I wake up.Don't wake up, he answered.But he did.Kestrel, beside him on the grass, said. "Did I wake you? I didn't mean to.

What is it about the moment you fall in love? How can such a small measure of time contain such enormity? I suddenly realize why people believe in déj_ vu, why people believe they've lived past lives, because there is no way the years I've spent on this earth could possibly encapsulate what I'm feeling. The moment you fall in love feels like it has centuries behind it, generations__ll of them rearranging themselves so that this precise, remarkable intersection could happen. In you heart, in your bones, no matter how silly you know it is, you feel that everything has been leading to this, all the secret arrows were pointing here, the universe and time itself crafted this long ago, and you are just now realizing it, you are now just arriving at the place you were always meant to be.

Déj_ vu is simply remembrance of the future.

When I was cooking I enjoyed a sense of being __ut_ of myself. The action of dicing vegetables and warming oil made my hands tingle and my thoughts switch to a different hemisphere, right brain rather than left, or left rather than right. In my mind there were many rooms and, just as I still got lost in the labyrinth of corridors at college, I often found myself lost, with a sense of déj_ vu, in some obscure part of my cerebral cortex, the part of the brain that plays a key role in perceptual awareness, attention and memory. Everything I had lived through or imagined or dreamed appeared to have been backed up on a video clip and then scattered among those alien rooms. I could stumble into any number of scenes, from the horrifically sexual, horror-movie sequences that were crude and painful, to visualizing Grandpa polishing his shoes.

Believe it or not, our soul has visited the stage of the world before it comes along with our physical form or body to perform reality, this is the only reality which is bigger than a miracle itself, all miracles are the tine part of this bigger one, the beautiful part of this stage is, you can chose any role to play at any time, and the thoughtful process is why to chose the role of a mediocre or an average identity, go for higher and bigger role through bigger IMAGINATION, ROLE Models by aligning your actions with a clean and clear Self Image. Our soul has many realities and it will remind and show you the paths by giving so many hints sometimes in different aspects what we call it deja vu. that you have been here before, don't panic enjoy the journey .......

One day, it will all make sense, it will all be revealed. Until then, we learn to live and accept our shadows, our Déj_ vu's, our dreams, our intuition that takes us to places that our minds never conceived, our bodies only perceived and our souls gladly remembered. Conversations and experiences amuse me, for I am experimenting with my feelings in ways that I can only do down here. Language makes up for a very interesting, yet bizarre way of putting thoughts into spoken form for the sound to move on in other peoples' ears, but every language, every sound, every word carries with it a long history, a deep culture and the souls of the many people who have previously used it throughout the centuries. Our hearts give us direction, hope and the passion to keep moving forward.. But what we do when they're frozen, broken, torn apart by an unhealthy way of living is what gives us new strength to push forward or kills us completely. Deep inside, we feed the entities that empower the fight between our internal demons and angels. We feed them with our thoughts, our emotions, our self-talk and the external talk that we lower our shields to at times. Whether good or bad, this brings about a change internally and at times there isn't much we can do to protect ourselves. At times, we need to let things be and go along with it. Of course, we're all worried, stressed, confused and lacking direction at times and we're in the same way at peace, stable and walking in the right direction once we get things sorted. Give it some time, give it some light, give it some love. You're not very far away.

Once you embrace your value, talents and strengths, it neutralizes when others think less of you.

Party lights hang over the street, yellow and red and green. Sadie stumbles over someone__ chair, but I__ ready for this and I catch her easily by the arm.__orry, clumsy,_ she says.__ou always were, Sadie. One of your more endearing traits.__efore she can ask about that I slip my arm around her waist. She slips hers around mine, still looking up at me. The lights skate across her cheeks and shine in her eyes. We clasp hands, fingers folding together naturally, and for me the years fall away like a coat that__ too heavy and too tight. In that moment, I hope on thing above all others: that she was not too busy to find at least one good man _She speaks in a voice almost too low to be heard over the music. But I hear her _ I always did. __ho are you, George?___omeone you knew in another life, honey.

I believed in immaculate conception and spontaneous combustion. I believed in aliens from outer space and vampires, prophecy, and the resurrection of the dead. I had deja vu many times each day. I was thirteen.

The moments of déj_ vu were coming more frequently, now. Moments would stutter and hiccup and falter and repeat. Sometimes whole mornings would repeat. Once I lost a day. Time seemed to be breaking down entirely.

with shrunken fingerswe ate our oranges and bread,shivering in the parked car;though we know we had neverbeen there before,we knew we had been there before.

Loneliness struck again, its force doubled by how much she wished it was her family there instead. Then oddly enough, she met the boy's stare and that feeling came again, that this was her family.

Deja Vu confirms a faithful path worth taking.

Midnight Omen Deja vu" - Because everyone should experience love in the Caribbean...at least once in a lifetime.

Anyone can plot a course with a map or compass; but without a sense of who you are, you will never know if you're already home.