Well, I do believe an artifact such as a knife or sword, used to kill people, could have negative entities or spirits, associated with it, that could influence people negatively, if not appropriately dealt with.
Several years ago, I bought a long bladed Ku Klux Klan knife, for a little over $200.
It had KKKK on the wooden handle and the words Ku Klux Klan, Bristol, Tennessee, 1907, inscribed on the metal blade. As I believe that I had been a knife fighter in a previous lifetime, I had wanted to own a Bowie knife and this knife looked like a long bladed Bowie knife to me.
So I bought it. But when I took it to the beach and tried throwing it, it didn't stick in things point first, the way I thought it should. So I decided to sell it.
I took it to the flea market and asked $500 dollars for it. Someone offered $350, but I didn't sell it.
Then people started to say they thought it was a Chinese Repro and it became harder to sell. I felt that I might keep the knife after all.
But then I showed the knife, within a certain group that I was involved with, in which there were impressions or definite awareness of our connections to the United States Civil War, from previous lifetimes.
I showed the knife to someone, whom some of us had identified as seemingly having lived as Abraham Lincoln, who had greater insight.
He told me that I didn't need to keep the knife, as it had been used to kill people. I showed the knife to another individual in the group, whom my Robert E. Lee friend had identified as Confederate General Nathan Bedford Forrest, from a previous lifetime, who may have had something to do with the formation of the Ku Klux Klan.
He offered to sell the knife for me. But I felt it was too dangerous and that I needed to deal with the knife myself. I took it home and blazed it in the hot sun for hours, burned sage over it and said prayers over it, to burn away and eliminate any negative spirits or entities from it, so it could never again be used for evil. Then I wrapped it up and put it away.
A couple months or so later, a millionaire collector and dealer, from South Jersey called out of the blue and asked if I had anything for him. I mentioned the knife. I met him at the McDonalds in Manahawkin and sold him the knife and 2 paintings for $400.
My Robert E. Lee friend, who knew he had lived as Confederate General Robert E. Lee, never saw the knife, though I told him about it. But something equally strange occurred between him and me, concerning 2 Civil War books, that I bought at an estate sale many years ago, for the cheap price of $30.
It was late in the sale, as if the books were waiting for me. I bought Vol. I and Vol. II of The Great Rebellion. Vol. I was published during the Civil War, Vol II was published immediately after the Civil War. I had the books for many years, before I showed them to my Robert E. Lee friend. He noted that there was a youthful picture of Robert E. Lee, that looked exactly like my friend, in his younger days. But most strange of all, we both noticed a youthful depiction in the books of a certain Confederate politician, without the flaring hair and goatee, that looked exactly like me.
It was certainly a rare picture of him, for my mother, a student of history, had collected dozens of Civil War books over the years and I never saw that picture of him in any of those books. My friend liked the books, so I gave them to him. He had them for years.
Then, he was moving from South Jersey to Pennsylvania and needed money. He put the books up for consignment in a store for a few months, but they didn't sell. Then, when we set up at a flea market in South Jersey, to sell stuff, I noticed a man looking at those books, that my friend was now trying to sell at the flea market. The man didn't buy the books. So I bought the books back for $15, so I could see and have that picture of myself, in the books.
But when I took the books home, the picture was nowhere to be found. Either I was simply unable to find the picture, which was there, someone cut the rare, valuable picture out of the book or it was a Space-Time anomaly.
Thereafter, my mother was donating dozens of her Civil War books to the Civil War library-museum, in Doylestown, Pennsylvania.
I drove her there.
I helped a certain Civil War reenactor to carry the boxes of books upstairs. He reenacted a certain Confederate General, who was wounded at Gettysburg and left to die, but who survived, when the Union women took care of him. He also said that he had been a sniper in Vietnam, with thirty-something confirmed kills and was wounded jumping off a helicopter, which I felt corresponded with that Confederate General being wounded at Gettysburg.
I concluded that he had been reenacting his own past lifetime as that Confederate General. He seemed to agree with that possibility. And he mentioned that he looked exactly like the Confederate General that he reenacted.
He also said he had a grandfather who lived to be 117.
Eventually, I sent my 2 volumes of The Great Rebellion, with a letter explaining some of this, to the Civil War library-museum in Doylestown, Pennsylvania. I have other synchronicities with the Civil War, but this is enough. If some of this doesn't seem right, because of overlapping lifetimes, keep in mind the fact of parallel realities and the fact of simultaneous lifetimes and the ways in which consciousnesses can split and merge.
What are your favourite Twilight Zone episodes ?
