There is something going on here, but what it is isn’t clear. The weirder things usually get dismissed because we can’t fit them into our pre-established causal narrative, and we persist in going along in our little ruts of what we think our reality consists of, only occasionally lifting our eyes to see over the edges. Now and again, something anomalous and out of context falls into our particular rut, and we then have to either go around it or finally account for its presence.

I can think of several dozen explanations for a lot of this stuff, but the question is, which is it, and what are the implications of that specific implication?

Or, if this doesn’t happen, that a store of talent from a previous lifetime might somehow be brought to the fore, given that so much pain from the accident is now surrounding the person’s current modus operandi.

Yes, yes, I was in a cult when I was young. Well spotted. Aspects of the worldview have stayed with me. Possibly because they are true, but possibly just because they helped form my ways of thinking.