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aliannanerakon:
i apologize as well. many a thing happend the day i said that. i was in alot of pain and was sick and also just had a fight with my fiancee

jordyn:

--- Quote from: Carnelian on March 11, 2013, 05:17:17 PM ---Hi. Little nervous about posting here because I get nervous talking about this stuff (don't want people to think I'm crazy) but I figure this is the best place to do it so...I guess maybe it'll help.

I'm seventeen. Ever since I was eleven or twelve, I've seen things that I can't really explain. Now, I don't really believe I'm special or want to, because I've been raised to believe nobody is a special snowflake or anything like that, so it's really weird saying this type of stuff. So, I'm all ready to believe that I don't have some type of special ~power~ or that something is ~following~ me and that maybe I'm just a little touched in the head?

But I've never really been touched in the head so...yeah.

I see a lot of stuff. Lots of people. They're like average people, they go about doing average things. But...they're not there. No one else can see them. We pay no attention to each other. Some of them have even walked right through me. It felt really weird. Like a hot flash and a head rush mixed together.

I see a lot of shadows of things that aren't there. People, animals. I see black, white, and gold balls of light zip across rooms a lot. Probably just floaters, but they're about the size of my palm so....

One thing that really sticks out is this one girl I saw this February, just a couple weeks ago. It was night. This girl was inside my house, peeking her head around a door. She had short hair, an upturned nose, freckles, blushed cheeks, and a michevious grin on her face. She seemed to want to play or something. But I freaked out and she disappeared.

Those things aren't really why I've posted in the Mayday section (I know, get to the gossip, Carnelian) what I'm posting about is something that is really different than that.

None of the things I see ever scare me. None of them ever seem dangerous. They're pretty neutral. Except for one thing...

I've seen Him so much that I nicknamed Him. Grey Man.

Grey Man is...different. He's powerful. He's dangerous. And for some reason, He's paying attention to me.

He's a man, dressed all in greyish brown from head to toe. He also holds a suitcase sometimes. Sometimes He has a hat on. When He doesn't, his hair is curly and down to his ears. It is the only thing that isn't grey. It's black hair. He has no facial features, or well, I can't see them. But I know his emotions and reactions instinctively.

He's been with me ever since I was eleven. I remember Him watching me from my door as I tried to sleep, standing in doorways as I played with my friends, standing behind me as I talked to people, even following me to the hospital. He's the only one that repeatedly comes to me. He's the only one who stays.

Now, the connection I have with Him is growing stronger. I can feel when He's here, even if He's not visible. I can tell His emotions and what He's thinking. Sometimes, I think He's trying to communicate, but I can't tell what exactly He wants because it's like I have some sort of block in my mind.

I've tried to tell Him to go away. That I don't want to deal with Him. The response I get is sort of "Lolokay see you tomorrow, Carnie." He'll listen and go away...for that day. Then He'll come back the next day and be smug about it. Purifying the house doesn't work. Prayers don't work. Me yelling and screaming for Him to leave doesn't work.

Another thing about Him...He's powerful. Like, so powerful, I feel He deserves having a capitalized "H" for Him. He's deadly. He's dangerous. Strange, I don't think He'd ever do anything to hurt me. If He's angry at me, He just gives me a good scare. But I couldn't promise anything for anybody else.

After six years of telling nobody this stuff and feeling kinda crazy, I think it was time I ask if anyone had any idea what it was.

He's trying to contact me again, I can feel it now. It's a weird feeling on the back of my neck.

I don't know if I'm crazy or not. Maybe I need to be admitted somewhere. I don't know. Hopefully you guys do.

My theories is either I'm crazy or...I really don't know. I don't know a lot about this stuff.

Can anyone help me?

Thank you.

--Carnie

--- End quote ---

Ignore Him...do a hobby, call a friend, read something not spiritual...live a plain ol' mudane human life.

Once that energy is awakened, they'll come and never go away.  Fear, anger, frustration and like emotions all emit powerful energy and that's what in my opinion allows them to exist.  Accept that you see other worlds and you're tangible in this one. once you understand it as an unexplainable quirk of your mind you regain that power. Foster positive thoughts, actions and energy and that's what you'll attract. feed the beast and that's what you'll end up with.

I was in your position once, it took me to fascinatingly dark and dangerous places, now I'm scare free and my spirituality is simple and clear. Unfortunately until you come to an understanding of your spirituality and what it needs to thrive as a unity in this world you're stuck stumbling through an entire up in the air world of psychic parasites drifting along, waiting for Us to give them a spark into our world.

Cosmic ticks!

aliannanerakon:
true true

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