Nic wrote:
> On 13 Mar, 13:36, TruthSlave
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> >>Nic wrote:
>>
>>>I was chatting to friends about ghost stories,I read somewhere
>>>that the UK was the most haunted place in the world,I don't know
>>>if thats a statistical variety of UFO sightings seen in other parts
>>>of the globe...but I can only guess that there are similarities
>>>elsewhere, maybe in our needs to believe in something more that
>>>whats here and now.
>>
>>>I often have a 'feeling' about place and time,thats related to who I'm
>>>with and for celebrations and special events in my own life. These
>>>feelings can sometimes be sparked off by smells or textures or sounds,
>>>our anchors acting as reminders.
>>
>>>Something odd happened to me over the past few weeks, like some
>>>tensions building up and dissipatedin fluxes. I was 'spooked' the
>>>other day when I was out late with little one/s. Someone on our
>>>train stood up and behind me, not something I'd have noticed usually,
>>>except that something about this guy,or what he said (perhaps quite
>>>innocently) shocked me.
>>
>>>My kids and me rushed off at the station, me behind between this
>>>guy and the kids. We went our way and did what we had planned
>>>although I felt queasy sowouldnt let the kidsoutta mysight for a
>>>moment.
>>
>>>maybe a week later that strange feeling returned...I was walking home
>>>after a night out on my own in the early hours.Its a route I'll
>>>frequently take and often I'll meet a neighbour walking my way or
>>>recognise local traffic. This time I felt someone was behind me...
>>>perhaps quite innocently...but I hadnt heard their footsteps coming
>>>up behind,
>>
>>>I saw no one, but when I began to walk forwards again I fleetingly
>>>felt as if there was a hearse behind me followed by ghostly traffic.
>>>It must have been travelling very slowly,because I was walking my
>>>usual pace.
>>
>>>A day or two followed and I walked past the strange road one of our
>>>local villages, maybe a trick of the eye, a cloud, an aeroplane or
>>>stray bird caught in the updraft...I fleetingly felt there was
>>>someone dressed in black and lifesized looking over the villages,as
>>>if he was suspended in the air and deciding which route to take. The
>>>only time you could ever have that imagery would have been on SL...
>>>because of course people can't fly...but if we CAN communicate
>>>real-time, and someone has enough detailed background information
>>>about someone from internet sources...one could of course be tracked
>>>down, perhaps followed.
>>
>>>And the very next day a hearse passed me on the same route travelling
>>>the opposite direction.
>>
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>>
>>>When I'm particularly sleepy, worn out and slip into half-sleep
>>>reality fades gradually. If I'm woken from a dream it might take
>>>time to readjust.
>>
>>>I was travelling across country and there was a strange feeling about
>>>that journey. The closer Igot to a certain village,place the greater
>>>the tension mounted. I'm not sure why, ever...
>>
>>>Dreamily near the end of the journey it was announced that there was
>>>some delay,and I wanted toget on home as soon as we could,so we
>>>took a different route tomake a new connection to miss a delay.Which
>>>isn't at all unusual. It was cold on the platform, and very boring,
>>>suddenly I had a searing pain through my forehead, and shrieked 'ouch!'
>>>then said 'I'm so tired plus I've been reading without glasses again!"
>>>I looked at my watch to remember the time, then a feeling came over me
>>>"must get out before the girls get in, they sent the girls in" I looked
>>>about the platform, and 3 of the prettiest girls came bounding down
>>>the steps.
>>
>>>I watched the news a day later. At around the same time,in the same
>>>city some drugs guy had been busted and shot through the head.
>>
>>>--------------------
>>
>>>A friend of mine called home last night, he asked who, I say I'm half
>>>asleep I'm lying under a whitesheet on white painted floorboards. I'm
>>>not alone anymore...but I couldn't tell you for who it is for or whos
>>>with me,
>>
>>It seems to me our Ghosts follow mourning, as a kind of
>>technology on the lips of those exploiting the unknown.
>>Ghost summoned out of the unknown as grief and anxiety
>>over our loss, follows the departed. Ghosts as a warning
>>or foreboding, an older version of today's little green men.
>>
>>The ghost follows as a kind of vulnerability makes space
>>for this oldest answer. If there were not the ghost it
>>would be the guardian angle, the fairy godmother, or what
>>some call in today's jargon an extra sensory perception.
>>
>>All pleasant enough ways to explain away our fears.- Hide quoted text -
>>
>
> and one of the very nicest stories is of some premonitions
> as they're called,and views towards the future totally unexpected
> which have the happiest results.
>
> like seeing a future partner in a dream before you might meet them
> in unexpected circumstances...dreaming of a phone number (I had
> one of those) phoning it and meeting the love of your life (I didn't
> have the nerve to phone the one I dreamed of, cos someone would'a
> said I wuz mad!) Dreaming of a someone elses dead relative that
> you never saw before, family who you've never met, then later having
> a baby and when you're shown the family photo's you see that relative
> once again...
Speaking of the extra sensory, I've always thought the claimed
'Remote Viewer' was a case of a person being used, perhaps
without them knowing it, as a CONduit or 'go between' for
information.
X relates what might only known by means of advance technology,
or inside knowledge, yet he seemingly has no connection to
either. How is it done? It could be that person X is sensitive,
in ways which would escape most people, to external influence.
Types who lend themselves to a degree of subliminal programming.
As for why it is done. The answer would of course be to hide
knowledge of the technology or the insider. There would be the
question of who[] is hiding what[] from whom[]?
This is of course me coming at the claimed 'type' from a
rational point of view. The alternative is to say there
really are little green men, flying saucers [I know I know]
and people with the ability to place themselves in another
time and location.
