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| Cace | Jun 7 2008, 06:26 AM Post #31 |
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mmmmmm......then what i begin to see were those :o. flashes of solid people in the work actually.is exactly the way u describe it. i just see the shoulders and thats it. and was since 3 weeks ago.............. <_< amazing!! |
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| ferzatsyu | Jun 7 2008, 07:26 AM Post #32 |
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My beloved ones, i think "the time has come !" (= Cypress Hill) Keep on "stand-by", WE ' just ' gonna KNOE what ' gonna do . & keep in mind da mistykal path o' und'standin' = intuityon GOD bless |
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| epona | Jun 7 2008, 10:37 PM Post #33 |
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Robin, yes, I had one there myself for a good while. Didnt' make a difference how much I washed it with soap and water. Like a pink bump that would not go away. Then, one day, I did a pendulum thing and figured out I just needed to do a cleansing. Since the dead bird thing was happening big time here at that time, and I figured mosquitos were doing it (and that TPTB spread a lot of experimental baddies thru mosquitos).... I tried something very very old. A remedy for yellow fever. Well, lo and behold, the bump behind my ear went away after being there for years. What a relief because I wear glasses. So, not all bumps are implants, could be they gave you something else instead.
Debra, my friend and I had quite a talk about this very thing one time. And in2worlds site talks about it too. The fact that 'whatever' is causing people to -want- to be isolated. And not only to 'want' to be isolated, but also thru default (as in too poor to move or afford transportation or socially decent clothes). I feel this gives them the chance to zoom in on people and do even more to them. When people have no one to notice something is odd to let them know, people don't realize they are being taken inch by inch, slowly, over niagra falls! (he, he, old 3 stooges joke). So just think of all the people living alone in society today. They hear or see things, and poo poo it, and something was done to them....or they start obsessing on things and end of on anti-depressant drugs and who knows what and some kill themselves because they can't deal with it all. And then you have those that go nuts and pull up next to you in a car and blow you away, or the kids at school killing others. There is no one to say ' Hey, what's going on with you? Why did you do that?' If you hear or see something and nobody believes you....it's HARD :( My other half does not believe in any of this stuff; and argues with me and explains it away. But I don't give up. There are people out there who have been thru it. Have seen some of it. And there are lots of people going down the tubes because they think they are mentally ill; but can't get any help because, what can you say to someone that doesn't know about things? They will think you are bonkers. |
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| tulip | Jun 8 2008, 11:28 PM Post #34 |
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I am so glad that you started this thread, Robin! About two months ago, I experienced something which really freaked me out and I told my mother about it a few weeks ago while she was visiting for a few days and I now wish that I had not told her anything about it. I don't know if my mother will ever stay here again and I hope that she doesn't think that I have turned into a nutbar! I keep a shoe tree hanging over our spare bedroom door and that room is small and has some gym equipment in it. The door has to be closed nearly all the way in order to gain access to the shoe tree. I went into the room one evening to put my shoes away and as soon as I nearly closed the door, I felt a very strong presence of someone in there even though everyone was in the living room watching the idiot box. I did not dare turn around to look but I KNEW that something was standing there so I immediately left the room. Everything happened so fast but I remember first realizing that something was there, realizing that there was no need to turn around to look because it was definitely there, thinking that I should not engage the being but rather pretend like I didn't know it was there, and then I felt very afraid. Something told me to "get the hell outta there" so I did. I was filled with terror and what is strange is that when I was in the room and feeling the presence, I pictured in my mind some kind of little grey being. I know how that sounds and I did leave that part out of the story when I told my mother about it because it just sounds too strange but I am as certain of that as I am of breathing. Since then, I have wondered if my picturing the little grey being could be attributed to all of the research I have been doing - having that stuff too much on my mind, you know? As a side note, some in my mother's family, including myself, have some psychic ability. Maybe it could have been a ghost? I am aware of the house's history and nothing terrible ever happened here; in fact, a baby was born in one of the other bedrooms! So about two months have now passed and it dawned on me last week that ever since that happened, I no longer put my shoes away but instead, I throw them into the room as I quickly walk by. Also, my treadmill must have cobwebs on it by now which is not good. So I suppose that my shoes will keep piling up, I will get fat, and I'll never see my mother again unless I go to her home! But I really wonder what happened that night. I hope nobody here thinks I am crazy; I feel a little better just putting that out there. |
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| robin | Jun 9 2008, 07:34 AM Post #35 |
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there was a presence here once, about 2 years ago that i personally felt. it stood in what we call the bridge, a couple of steps up into the 'other side' of the house, into the kids side. it was late, the kids were asleep, and i began walking towards the bridge to go into the other side checking on them. it was so strong, heavy and malevolent feeling. it felt like it was almost crouching yet it was large, facing me. i swear it was growling, yet i heard nothing. it didnt want me to go check on them. i knew this. and i couldnt find the courage to run through it. i backed away instead. i havent forgiven myself yet for that night= being a coward. my 'mothers instinct' left me.it wasnt there! that in itself was a shock/utter disappointment while this thing was daring me to come closer.i became terribly angry at myself, still am, about that night. i need to learn to let go of the fear when it comes. that is just not as easy as it sounds. this one night was a real lesson learner. ive GOT to become much stronger spiritually than i am. |
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