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2018-10-12 at 6:23 PM UTC
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2018-10-12 at 6:47 PM UTCSimilar to the vampire. If you hold out a cross, but don't have faith in it, the vampire can smile and lightly pluck it right out of your hand, but if you do believe in it, the vampire will hiss and shy away. Your own thoughts determine your own reality, and thus your own future and the entire world around you.The following users say it would be alright if the author of this post didn't die in a fire!
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2018-10-12 at 6:50 PM UTC
Originally posted by -SpectraL Similar to the vampire. If you hold out a cross, but don't have faith in it, the vampire can smile and lightly pluck it right out of your hand, but if you do believe in it, the vampire will hiss and shy away. Your own thoughts determine your own reality, and thus your own future and the entire world around you.
what if the vampire also had a lot of faith in itself being immune to crosses ?
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2018-10-12 at 6:54 PM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone Since I've been young, I've always been able to sense when death was coming, when someone was going to die, or immediately know when they passed despite being away from them, sometimes a thousand miles or more, with no prior knowledge of anything that would tip me off, also a lot have been perfectly healthy, and just dropped, nothing to suspect in the least that there was something wrong. I know when it's coming, but a lot of time I wasn't sure who it was coming for when I lived on the farm.
Through my childhood, I guess around the time I was 3-4 years old it started, my first interaction with "Death" was around the time we had a sick dog. The neighbor had poisoned her, but we were trying our damnedest to save her… Nobody really told me before that about death and dying…. but one night I was sitting in my room, and I saw this black shadow figure thing. I said "hey! who're you? What are you doing in my house?" It didn't so much look like a person, rather it was more a moving blob of black mist kinda. It was moving along the wall when I spotted it, but it kinda stopped, and I want to say like turned in my direction, even though it was featureless, I just got that feeling it was looking at me at that moment. It began talking to me. It told me it was there to take my dog. I was really upset and pissed off. Then it explained that she was suffering, that without them (Death) there would be an entire world suffering in pain far more than it already is. It went on that it was not there to do evil, rather, it was there to bring relief. It asked me if I wanted to see my dog sick forever like that. I of course said "no". It then said to me, "Well, wouldn't you rather her be out of pain and free, even though you'll not see her for a long time?" I'd said that I didn't want her to suffer, and if she needed to die, then I guess it was better than her being in pain. I remember talking to this entity for a very long time. I never felt any sort of fear toward it, and at one point it kind of seemed annoyed at my questions, but it tried to answer them. I have the feeling I caught it off guard, surprised I could see it.
Since that first time, I've seen that entity many, many times after. I had a lot of conversations, cried a lot to this thing, and well… got used to this entity coming in and out of my life. Even now, as an adult, I occasionally will see, and hear that entity. A lot of times when I go to hospitals, and nursing homes, that's when I bump into it. I've ran into it at a gas station once, while I'd stopped to go in and pee, coming out, there it was, which caught me off guard. Then as I left, just up the street, not far, there was a terrible accident. Hell, when I was in the nursing home, an elderly resident died in their sleep on my floor. Hours before, I seen that entity again, had it brush by me, and keep going. Next thing I know, about an hour later, I'm down stairs going out to smoke, when they're pulling this lady covered under a sheet out the back of the place.
On another note, some people, like my father in particular, I could read his mind, and he could read my mind too. We always were thinking the same obscure shit at the same time. I don't have connections like that with too many people, nor as strong as it was with my dad. We both sometimes would have the same dreams.
Another thing too, I sometimes have dreams, or strong feelings right before something bad happens. My friends always thought I was a nut because while coming home or going places, I'd sometimes randomly take a different way, that often times was longer, or out of the way. Every time I ignored those feelings something bad would happen.
I don't know… my dad said I was more sensitive to paranormal things because I had been born with a blue veil (It's part of the sac that surrounds the baby in the womb, and while being born, and sometimes it'll grow thick on the baby's face, and have a bluish color to it. Nurses and midwives way back used to dry them out and sell them to ship captains for good luck.). I know my grandmother, my father, and myself had all been born with blue veils, though I really don't know much more than that about it, but that's why he said I picked up on things like I did.
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2018-10-12 at 6:57 PM UTC
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2018-10-13 at 7:51 AM UTC
Originally posted by -SpectraL It's you being convinced they are going to die which makes them die. It's your matrix, personalized just for you.
Idk i can see what you're getting at. But i have no malice or will to kill or preconceived notions about some of these people. One of them was only 27 or 28 looked healthy and in a prosperous rock band -
2018-10-13 at 7:56 AM UTC
Originally posted by Bill Krozby Idk i can see what you're getting at. But i have no malice or will to kill or preconceived notions about some of these people. One of them was only 27 or 28 looked healthy and in a prosperous rock band
It's about what you believe, not about how you feel toward them, or what should happen to them. You are the one writing this particular script. -
2018-10-13 at 8:29 AM UTC
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2018-10-13 at 8:34 AM UTC
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2018-10-13 at 2:26 PM UTC
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2018-10-14 at 10:50 AM UTC
Originally posted by hydromorphone Since I've been young, I've always been able to sense when death was coming, when someone was going to die, or immediately know when they passed despite being away from them, sometimes a thousand miles or more, with no prior knowledge of anything that would tip me off, also a lot have been perfectly healthy, and just dropped, nothing to suspect in the least that there was something wrong. I know when it's coming, but a lot of time I wasn't sure who it was coming for when I lived on the farm.
Through my childhood, I guess around the time I was 3-4 years old it started, my first interaction with "Death" was around the time we had a sick dog. The neighbor had poisoned her, but we were trying our damnedest to save her… Nobody really told me before that about death and dying…. but one night I was sitting in my room, and I saw this black shadow figure thing. I said "hey! who're you? What are you doing in my house?" It didn't so much look like a person, rather it was more a moving blob of black mist kinda. It was moving along the wall when I spotted it, but it kinda stopped, and I want to say like turned in my direction, even though it was featureless, I just got that feeling it was looking at me at that moment. It began talking to me. It told me it was there to take my dog. I was really upset and pissed off. Then it explained that she was suffering, that without them (Death) there would be an entire world suffering in pain far more than it already is. It went on that it was not there to do evil, rather, it was there to bring relief. It asked me if I wanted to see my dog sick forever like that. I of course said "no". It then said to me, "Well, wouldn't you rather her be out of pain and free, even though you'll not see her for a long time?" I'd said that I didn't want her to suffer, and if she needed to die, then I guess it was better than her being in pain. I remember talking to this entity for a very long time. I never felt any sort of fear toward it, and at one point it kind of seemed annoyed at my questions, but it tried to answer them. I have the feeling I caught it off guard, surprised I could see it.
Since that first time, I've seen that entity many, many times after. I had a lot of conversations, cried a lot to this thing, and well… got used to this entity coming in and out of my life. Even now, as an adult, I occasionally will see, and hear that entity. A lot of times when I go to hospitals, and nursing homes, that's when I bump into it. I've ran into it at a gas station once, while I'd stopped to go in and pee, coming out, there it was, which caught me off guard. Then as I left, just up the street, not far, there was a terrible accident. Hell, when I was in the nursing home, an elderly resident died in their sleep on my floor. Hours before, I seen that entity again, had it brush by me, and keep going. Next thing I know, about an hour later, I'm down stairs going out to smoke, when they're pulling this lady covered under a sheet out the back of the place.
On another note, some people, like my father in particular, I could read his mind, and he could read my mind too. We always were thinking the same obscure shit at the same time. I don't have connections like that with too many people, nor as strong as it was with my dad. We both sometimes would have the same dreams.
Another thing too, I sometimes have dreams, or strong feelings right before something bad happens. My friends always thought I was a nut because while coming home or going places, I'd sometimes randomly take a different way, that often times was longer, or out of the way. Every time I ignored those feelings something bad would happen.
I don't know… my dad said I was more sensitive to paranormal things because I had been born with a blue veil (It's part of the sac that surrounds the baby in the womb, and while being born, and sometimes it'll grow thick on the baby's face, and have a bluish color to it. Nurses and midwives way back used to dry them out and sell them to ship captains for good luck.). I know my grandmother, my father, and myself had all been born with blue veils, though I really don't know much more than that about it, but that's why he said I picked up on things like I did.
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2018-10-14 at 4:24 PM UTC
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2018-10-14 at 5:49 PM UTC
