[ WP ] You begin experiencing an unusual sense of deja vu when you visit new places , but you realize there 's something more than just an eerie sense that you 've seen it before . These memories were ...

`` And this is believed to be the first altar in the history of civilization. Notice the ancient scorch marks? This is where they burnt sacrifices. We theorize that this place was chosen because Kybele was the goddess of fertility and this rock formation looks like a...''. As the tour guide was talking I could n't pay much attention. I turned to Jim, who was walking on my left side, and asked: `` It's not our first time coming here. Is it?'' 
 Jim squinted his eyes and asked if I have been to Turkey before. I have n't. This was my first visit. `` Then this is definitely your first time here. Now shut up Jeanette. I need some historical inspiration for my book.''. 
 
 I felt confused for a moment. `` But I have such a clear memory of being here. In winter. I was wearing a white cotton tunic, and carrying a...'' Jim did n't seem to care that I stopped mid sentence. Why do I remember carrying an obsidian dagger? Memories kept flowing. I sacrificed a lamb with the said dagger. Beseeching The Goddess for magic beyond wisdom, wisdom beyond time, time beyond life, and life beyond time... 
 
 Memories of countless lifetimes started pouring into my mind. Rise and fall of Babylon, sacred rituals of Druids, philosophy of Ancient Greece, apprenticeship under Buddha himself, burning at the stake in dark ages... All my lives had lead me to this moment. And I heard the beautiful call of the Goddess once again. She was dying. Thousands of years of apprenticeship for one, final purpose: To reawaken the magic of Earth and lead humanity to a more harmonious path, and then, to explore the stars!
