Talent Swap: PLE
/I’ve long been intrigued by the idea of talent being something that can be transferred from person to person.
Years ago I wrote a post about a trick I did at a Christmas Party in 2013 where I swapped the talents of two of my friends. (Spoiler: It required them to actually learn each other’s talents.)
That original Talent Swap effect requires along setup and coordination between myself and two others. Later, I created a streamlined version—one you could perform more frequently, so long as you had a secret talent that no one in the room knew about. That approach required no accomplices and was published in one of my earlier books.
Now, here’s a new twist on the Talent Swap idea.
This time, the talent isn’t coming from someone else in the room. It’s coming from you—but from a past life.
This angle was inspired by Glen S., who pointed me to this Reddit post that I’m reprinting below.
Quick background: we live with my mom. My side is very heavily Italian. My mom grew up in Italy. My husband is best described as a southerner(family all in Alabama for 200+ years). He is not a good cook at all. He once burnt ramen.
He's been going through a tough time. His dad died 2 months ago. He wanted to do a large dose. His wording was he wanted to take a large dose and follow the advice alot of people give for a heroic dose(dark room, alone, everything turned off, etc). He took 12g of shrooms.. proceeded to go extremely catatonic, spaced out, etc.
When he came out of it the next day, He seemed very at peace and declared that he realized he was an Italian chef in a past life.. me and my mom were both very amused because he has never been a good cook.
He proceeded to say that he was gonna make spaghetti for dinner and he'd make the sauce from scratch. Me and my mom didn't say anything but a "ah... ok..". He cooked it that night. We were expecting a disaster. Especially because we watched him just wing it. He didn't look up any instructions or measure anything. He said that he couldn't remember specifics but making it felt like "muscle memory".
This motherfucker made the best sauce I've ever tasted. My mom was rattled and said it was the best she's ever tasted and it was far superior to hers(and that's not something she'd ever easily admit). She even called it "perfect". Every single person who tasted it was amazed by it.
The main question going through my mind right now is "what the fuck?".
Now, to be clear: I’m not suggesting you take shrooms for this. I mean—you can if you want. I’m not your mom.
But all you really need is a story. A way to frame what’s about to happen. It could be something as simple as saying you want to listen to this past life regression hypnosis with your friends. Or maybe you claim you had a near-death experience, and for a brief moment, the veil slipped… and something came through. A flicker of memory of a skill you’re certain you never possessed in this life.
When would you use this?
Look, I’m not saying you should go out and learn a new skill just to do this. That’s probably more trouble than it’s worth.
But if there’s already something you’ve been wanting to learn—say, fingerstyle guitar or surfing—this gives you a mind-bending way to reveal it.
Learn the skill in secret. And then, after a few months of clandestine effort, introduce it to people. Not as something you learned, but as something you remembered.
That’s the angle. It’s Talent Swap: Past Life Edition.