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	<title type="text">Phenomenology</title>
	<subtitle type="text">Many Worlds E-zine</subtitle>
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		<title>Conversation of the Hereafter </title>
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		<published>2011-06-06T16:48:37+00:00</published>
		<updated>2011-06-06T16:48:37+00:00</updated>
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			<name>Super User</name>
			<email>dbleader@ch49.com</email>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;“They say that a child shall lead us... -- I remember sitting at the kitchen table when my son was just learning to talk and he was said something about &lt;em&gt;others&lt;/em&gt; that I couldn’t see or hear... When he was around 3 and riding in his kiddy seat in the back of my second Jeep, he mentioned something about when he was big, but I wasn’t his father. A year later he told me things about our pets, then gone; my parents who had past away, and heaven where they reside as a way station before they come back to us...”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And now?”&lt;br /&gt; “He’s 11.”&lt;br /&gt; “Does he remember any of this?”&lt;br /&gt; “Doubt it.”&lt;br /&gt; “But you won’t ask, will you?”&lt;br /&gt; “Nope. Don’t think I want to know... -- I remember when I was a kid, maybe 6 or 7, having a dream that was like a memory of adults walking away from a burning city. -- But it could have been a reaction to a newsreel or movie...”&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;“They say that a child shall lead us... -- I remember sitting at the kitchen table when my son was just learning to talk and he was said something about &lt;em&gt;others&lt;/em&gt; that I couldn’t see or hear... When he was around 3 and riding in his kiddy seat in the back of my second Jeep, he mentioned something about when he was big, but I wasn’t his father. A year later he told me things about our pets, then gone; my parents who had past away, and heaven where they reside as a way station before they come back to us...”&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;“And now?”&lt;br /&gt; “He’s 11.”&lt;br /&gt; “Does he remember any of this?”&lt;br /&gt; “Doubt it.”&lt;br /&gt; “But you won’t ask, will you?”&lt;br /&gt; “Nope. Don’t think I want to know... -- I remember when I was a kid, maybe 6 or 7, having a dream that was like a memory of adults walking away from a burning city. -- But it could have been a reaction to a newsreel or movie...”&lt;/p&gt;
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		<title>We becomes me</title>
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		<published>2011-04-20T21:26:36+00:00</published>
		<updated>2011-04-20T21:26:36+00:00</updated>
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			<name>Super User</name>
			<email>dbleader@ch49.com</email>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;In the vortex of a relationship with Suzie we pause in the remembrance of whether or not we did see and jointly remember a particular film. Otherwise we might be different people from nearly parallel worlds. This causes considerable consternation and she retreats with some anxiety. I claim memory is unreliable, but she says that reality is unreliable. At times it's difficult to tell deja vu from a dream, or an interruption in the simulation.&lt;/p&gt;</summary>
		<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;In the vortex of a relationship with Suzie we pause in the remembrance of whether or not we did see and jointly remember a particular film. Otherwise we might be different people from nearly parallel worlds. This causes considerable consternation and she retreats with some anxiety. I claim memory is unreliable, but she says that reality is unreliable. At times it's difficult to tell deja vu from a dream, or an interruption in the simulation.&lt;/p&gt;</content>
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		<title>Ethno-Religious affiliations</title>
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		<published>2011-07-05T17:39:19+00:00</published>
		<updated>2011-07-05T17:39:19+00:00</updated>
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			<name>Super User</name>
			<email>dbleader@ch49.com</email>
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		<summary type="html">&lt;p&gt;The Sergeant claimed to be Judean-American of &lt;em&gt;Kenite&lt;/em&gt; extraction {hence his interest in metallurgy and weaponology}. But genetic investigation of his four grandparents revealed that on his paternal side he was a descendant of a Minoan from Crete in the Aegean. The remainder of his revealed genetic ancestry was Polish, some sort of ‘Eastern’ Celtic and a touch of Berber. The Sergeant shrugged; “that’s just 4 of a thousand ancestors...”&lt;/p&gt;
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		<content type="html">&lt;p&gt;The Sergeant claimed to be Judean-American of &lt;em&gt;Kenite&lt;/em&gt; extraction {hence his interest in metallurgy and weaponology}. But genetic investigation of his four grandparents revealed that on his paternal side he was a descendant of a Minoan from Crete in the Aegean. The remainder of his revealed genetic ancestry was Polish, some sort of ‘Eastern’ Celtic and a touch of Berber. The Sergeant shrugged; “that’s just 4 of a thousand ancestors...”&lt;/p&gt;
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