Glimmers in the Darkness

Interestingly enough, even someone in really rough shape has what ignorant people might call an "imagination." It usually isn't at this point, because such a one is technically incapable of any origination; but mangled, splintered, disintegrated echoes of prior events occasionally reflect off their demolished remains. One of the easiest ways to learn of prior universes a person like this has been in is to, if his mental and emotional constipation allows (and the spiritual fragments owning him permit), get him to make up "something that could have happened in a completely fictional universe." If he answers, which is certainly not guaranteed for such a guy, it's usually either his own memory or a rendition from something larger than him that he at one point harmed. One of the funniest things out there is how similarly people respond to such prompting, if you can find enough normal people still able to articulate any non-material thought.

You could get lucky and meet someone who's always known they've lived before, though most of those know better than to advertise such a thing. Privacy is the cost of freedom in all things.

Another reflective surface of true past events are dreams. A third is mythologies.

But more generally, and intersecting all of these surfaces, is interest. On what is attention stuck? Some find Egyptian mythology extraordinarily interesting, and others Greek or Sumerian gods. Not all dreams seem equally relevant.

It is by no means clear why people are attracted to certain places, ideas, stories, or problems. Or volcanoes. Do autocrats, environmental issues, or religions bother or attract you? Most often, there are very straightforward reasons why, though I can count on two hands how many people I've met who were willing and able to confront what was actually going on with them.

There isn't a scarcity of things on which a being can fixate, and these glimmers can provide, to any interested in waking up, a useful compass on the journey to complete remembering.