I think I was a victim. I don't know exactly, to be honest, looking back on my silly dream. I don't have that much evidence to say it was a past life. >.> and don't be unhappy if you were a nazi, it's still cool to know you had a past life.
Post by brooklynfan on Aug 2, 2011 23:23:54 GMT -5
“The poor dog, in life the firmest friend, The first to welcome, foremost to defend, Whose honest heart is still the master's own, Who labours, fights, lives, breathes for him alone, Unhonour'd falls, unnoticed all his worth, Denied in heaven the soul he held on earth,
While man, vain insect hopes to be forgiven, And claims himself a sole exclusive heaven.”
I guess that I did not vote on this poll, but my vote would be civilian. The poll was done before I joined. I lived in the city of Stuttgart and saw its destruction in a massive bombing campaign. Even though I was a BDM active member, and technically considered a Nazi, I consider myslef a civilian since I was a resident of an urban area that was under attack, and not activly involved in the conflict. I do actually consider myself a victim of the allied armies, as what happened in Stuttgart was a war atrocity.
Post by galaxy1122 on Mar 13, 2012 20:56:45 GMT -5
I was a victim, just a girl of 16 or 17 taken away to a camp with my father and sister whilst on our way to a dance. Perhaps in Germany or Austria. I never saw my mother again, nor my father from whom we were separated at intake. I remember starving, hair gone, feeling ashamed. The horror of my sister's murder in the gas chamber. I somehow survived until liberation and died a few weeks later in a hospital. I remember the liberation.
I was a Nazi, in the sense I was one of the 'Good Germans' who was more concerned with his own life and was more 'just doing my job, my country right or wrong' rather than actually being too aligned with the Nazi Party itself. Although, in my current lifetime's view on the situation, such is fairly synonymous in most cases, and is more a case of applying my current views retrospectively - I would have seen myself as just doing my job. A rather shameful outlook I might add :-( but, all the same, given I was already in my mid-teens in 1933 in that lifetime, I had enough memory of the time before in a sense of 'missing friends and neighbours' to feel in a sense that something was wrong, I guess I was too afraid to do anything different - it was the way things were.