I was a Bulgarian sailor or shoemaker with a talent for drama (as I am sure all Bulgarians do) in 1775. And a man.

I suppose this explains my love for the sea and shoes.

That explains the tendencies toward violence.

I could have been a detective or a spy. Did they have detectives in 650?

I was a poison-manufacturer in Mongolia in 1550, yet I apparently used my wisdom to help the poor. Presumably by poisoning the rich - clearly I was the Mongol Robin Hood. Oh, and apparently I was sane, materialist and with no spiritual consciousness whatsoever. Obviously I need to develop my latent alchemical abilities and get out there and start putting arsenic into billionaires' champagne.

polarbear, that is hilarious. I love your analysis.

Apparently I am a much older soul than the rest of you because I was born in the territory of modern Ukraine in 825. I was a leader, major or captain. I had creative talents which haven't actually been put to use until THIS lifetime. Huh. I am actually the least creative person I know. Unless they're talking about my skillful CRAZY BRITNEY SPEARS jack o'lantern talents!!

Also? I am apparently 10 years old because the window at the bottom of my screen says, "Past Life Anal" which is really funny. Hee hee.

Wrong thread, sorry.

Sane, Yugoslavian temple-dancer born in 750 here! Apparently there were a bunch of us materialists running around helping the weaker and the poor with our simple wisdom. Pity. I would much rather have been an insane spiritualistic temple-dancer; it sounds a lot more fun!

With their shovels and compasses, they took on the world. But along the way they came to realize...they meant the world to each other. Now they must work together to discover: Is his love for the stars greater than his love for her? Is her knack for digging holes as great as her knack for seducing him with just a glance?

FIND OUT INSIDE. In...Tender Passions, Between the Map and the Grave.

(OK, I am not so good at romance novel titles. Hee.)

My past life anal (hee!) got a couple of things right. I was female (check), born somewhere in the territory of modern Israel (no) around the year 375. My profession was that of a artist, magician or fortune teller (no). Apparently I had
"a natural talent in psychology" (check - I'm a psychology professor!) and was able to remain cold-blooded and calm in any situation (eh, sometimes).

Apparently, I was a male, born "somewhere in the territory of modern South of Latin America" around 1750, and was a dramatist, director, musician or bard.

So, a travelling actor/musician with a double life as a spy? That would make for a good novel.

So this is the real reason I've been studying espionage in history...

Maybe it's called Her Deepest Secret, Vol 1: Here Be Dragons.

Along similar lines...

I love the puppy and kitty screens. I'm so easy. If they could turn that into a pill, I'd be happy all the time.

Thanks for posting, you nikita and The Glen!

Cooool (yes a bit scary)

OMG, are you me? That is exactly who I was, except I was born in 1675. Hey, maybe you were my grandson!

Anyway, I hate to complain because my past life sounds relatively kickass (well, I dunno about 17th-century South America), but I sort of wish the Past Life Anal had told me I was born around 1564, somewhere in the territory of modern South of Britain. I mean, if I was a male dramatist, director, musician or bard. Because that would totally fucking rule.

I was a male bridge-builder in northern China circa 1000 (AD or BC?). I was also a revolutionary.

I cannot help but think this explains my life-long fear of bridges and politics. I was obviously pushed off one of my own bridges be a high-ranking aristocrat. Viva la revolution!

Also, I need to learn humility. This could be a problem.