A little story for those who are spiritually aware......
It all started when I was about three and we were driving past an old admiralty house in Sandgate England. Apparently as we drove past the house no-one was speaking and I just chirped up "Mummy, why are you thinking about sailors?"
Later when I was seven and I broke my arm my mum and sister were shopping in Harrods London and hour and a half from me. The moment (In retrospect) I fell my mother put down a doll they were looking at, just said "mrcool" (actually she really said my real name) and dragged my sister back home immediately after phoning and confirming that yes I had had a nasty accident.............. This is all light weight stuff though.
Once I asked god for a sign that there was truly something more.... Three weeks later (I was doing a paper run at night to make extra money) I threw a newspaper into someones driveway. I saw the paper roll down the driveway and onto the road. I looked back from my van to see where the paper had gone. It was flying through the air and landed perfectly in the driveway. I think it was significant how angry I was when I saw the paper rolling away. I was also very tired. But not that tired! This blew my mind. I stopped and looked for other people. It was 3am and the streets were clear. Nothing could explain it?
I have a strange knowing. Usually, If I look into your eyes, I can read you like a book. I did one tarot reading once. Told the lady that she was having trouble coming to terms with her daughters lesbianism. Turns out she had found out a week prior of her daughters sexual preference. I did not know her or anything about her. That was the last reading I did. Got scared.
Saw a purple ghost busters like ghoul come out of my girlfriend the second time we made love. Scared the crap out of me. Had to stop. Later that girl cost me everything I had ever worked for. Current value of company I had to sell for next to nothing because of her actions......... $3Million.
Then came the big dream! I hardly ever remember my dreams. I would say that I pretty well never dream. So, one night I have this vivid dream with such continuity and so real, I remember it like I was awake.
Earlier that evening, very strangely, my then evil acting niece looked at me with hatred and just pointed at me as she walked past. For some unknown reason I found myself compelled to point back at her with a very strange style of pointing. No I won't explain exactly how.
The feeling inside me when I was pointing at her was of pure power!
In the dream I was surrounded by this green, vile smelling foam. The police were trying to arrest this mad man from on top of a lifesize toy train. When they pulled him down from the train he started vomiting this foam. On and on it went until we were enveloped by the putrid stuff. In the dream I actually complained to the police that they should have made the area clear before they made their move and they explained that he was too dangerous to risk letting him get away.
My neice was not a very nice girl at that time and in fact seemed evil to all intense and purpose.
Anyway the morning after my dream which was the morning after the pointing incident, my neice started projectile vomiting. She vomited for 7 yes 7 days! she was almost admitted into hospital. My sisters house (Where I was staying) smelled foul. Just like the foam in the dream.
I was so scared that I did not have the guts to tell my sister about my dream or the pointing or anything.
Bid deal I can hear you saying.... String of coincidence...... What if I told you I did it again with another kid that was giving me an evil look. Well I did. I did not have the dream this time but the vomiting went on for days. I have never done the pointing thing again with a person because I am not sure what I am doing. I did it twice in succesion. That was enough for me. Mind you, I have tried the pointing on a few different things and if I really mean it. It works. But every time I do it I feel like I am going to die the next day. Totally drained. I am a bit scared of it though so I don't play with it.
There's more but that should give you an idea of where I am coming from.
What do you think? Mad?
It all started when I was about three and we were driving past an old admiralty house in Sandgate England. Apparently as we drove past the house no-one was speaking and I just chirped up "Mummy, why are you thinking about sailors?"
Later when I was seven and I broke my arm my mum and sister were shopping in Harrods London and hour and a half from me. The moment (In retrospect) I fell my mother put down a doll they were looking at, just said "mrcool" (actually she really said my real name) and dragged my sister back home immediately after phoning and confirming that yes I had had a nasty accident.............. This is all light weight stuff though.
Once I asked god for a sign that there was truly something more.... Three weeks later (I was doing a paper run at night to make extra money) I threw a newspaper into someones driveway. I saw the paper roll down the driveway and onto the road. I looked back from my van to see where the paper had gone. It was flying through the air and landed perfectly in the driveway. I think it was significant how angry I was when I saw the paper rolling away. I was also very tired. But not that tired! This blew my mind. I stopped and looked for other people. It was 3am and the streets were clear. Nothing could explain it?
I have a strange knowing. Usually, If I look into your eyes, I can read you like a book. I did one tarot reading once. Told the lady that she was having trouble coming to terms with her daughters lesbianism. Turns out she had found out a week prior of her daughters sexual preference. I did not know her or anything about her. That was the last reading I did. Got scared.
Saw a purple ghost busters like ghoul come out of my girlfriend the second time we made love. Scared the crap out of me. Had to stop. Later that girl cost me everything I had ever worked for. Current value of company I had to sell for next to nothing because of her actions......... $3Million.
Then came the big dream! I hardly ever remember my dreams. I would say that I pretty well never dream. So, one night I have this vivid dream with such continuity and so real, I remember it like I was awake.
Earlier that evening, very strangely, my then evil acting niece looked at me with hatred and just pointed at me as she walked past. For some unknown reason I found myself compelled to point back at her with a very strange style of pointing. No I won't explain exactly how.
The feeling inside me when I was pointing at her was of pure power!
In the dream I was surrounded by this green, vile smelling foam. The police were trying to arrest this mad man from on top of a lifesize toy train. When they pulled him down from the train he started vomiting this foam. On and on it went until we were enveloped by the putrid stuff. In the dream I actually complained to the police that they should have made the area clear before they made their move and they explained that he was too dangerous to risk letting him get away.
My neice was not a very nice girl at that time and in fact seemed evil to all intense and purpose.
Anyway the morning after my dream which was the morning after the pointing incident, my neice started projectile vomiting. She vomited for 7 yes 7 days! she was almost admitted into hospital. My sisters house (Where I was staying) smelled foul. Just like the foam in the dream.
I was so scared that I did not have the guts to tell my sister about my dream or the pointing or anything.
Bid deal I can hear you saying.... String of coincidence...... What if I told you I did it again with another kid that was giving me an evil look. Well I did. I did not have the dream this time but the vomiting went on for days. I have never done the pointing thing again with a person because I am not sure what I am doing. I did it twice in succesion. That was enough for me. Mind you, I have tried the pointing on a few different things and if I really mean it. It works. But every time I do it I feel like I am going to die the next day. Totally drained. I am a bit scared of it though so I don't play with it.
There's more but that should give you an idea of where I am coming from.
What do you think? Mad?
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[Edited on Apr 07, 2005 5:26PM]