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  1. I have not written a blog before and so far it feels like the writing equivalency of the reality tv show. I think, to me anyway, it is the saturation of the meta element in blogging that makes it feel that way. Often when I talk about "the arts" (I hate saying that. I hate admitting it even more) it seems that the general consensus is that we are still in a sort of never ending post-modern world. Post modernism has become that junk drawer of contemporary culture. A sort of lost and found box for wayward and idiotic art. To me it seems we'd just simply be better off retiring the idea of post modernism and trade in for what we have instead: the meta movement.

    I grew up with MTV and refined my better sensibilities with Adult Swim. A common link between the two was the meta element that ran through most of the programming. In my day - when MTV still showed music videos and we had just landed that rock and roll astronaut on the moon - MTV's original programming was dominated by reality tv. Road Rules, Real World, that stupid dating show game with crazy Jenny McCarthy, were the standard and they banked off the constant cringeworthy "real" moments they offered (Like when Puck got kicked out of the house or when that one dude slapped that chick with Lyme's disease [yea - it was all horrible]). Adult Swim proffered up its own little version of meta theater by way of re-appropriating old cartoons (Sea Lab and Space Ghost of course). As their original programing grew they put away the 70's Saturday morning toons and traded in for new tropes which acted as the common link between almost every show: bad art that seemed to call attention to itself and a somewhat common base of writers and voice talent. There are Troma-ish moments in certain [as] shows that refer to other shows or the voice actors that goes beyond the show into, yes you guessed it, meta. I can go on and on - from the first viral video to the now common existence of Instagram and Vine "stars" - but I won't.

    So here we are in this Warhol-esk era of meta everything. I'm not sure how on board I am honestly. While I love(d) [as] I can't say that the western culture as a whole realized any benefit outside of shear entertainment (yes I know - art for art's sake and enjoy the show yada yada yada). Meta art feels inherently low-brow due to the fact that the artist is almost pornographically engrained in the work itself. The product is something that feels more like a car crash than a sonnet. In closing though I guess I'd like to say that I don't really disdain low brow art or even entertainment for entertainment sake (I read way to many Phillip Marlowe novels and watch a lot of Team Troma, so yea I like the pulpy stuff) I'd just say the narrative feels a bit cheapened when the author is constantly pulling back the curtain. The curtain is there for a reason - like when your trousers are in the wash and all you have on is a little pair of pants. Nobody wants to see you in your little pants. So that's my daily 2 cents. Hopefully tomorrow I can think of something a bit more interesting :)

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    When I was about 5 or 6 years old, something curious happened. My family took me to visit a large house. They always took me on trips and holidays, even visiting old castles, manor houses and stuff like that.

    I remember entering a big room on my own and met several children inside. I wanted to play with them but they didn't seem interested. None of them spoke to me, and they didn't speak at all. They sat there either on chairs or the floor just looking at me. None were playing and there wasn't much toys if any. They didn't have facial expressions.because they didn't smile at me. There was a baby in a dress, wearing a frilly bonnet, who I wanted to cuddle but a girl nearby told me not to. I asked a girl what her name was and she just looked at me, not smiling and not talking. The kids didn't play with each other. There wasn't anyone else with them, no adults. My family told me to go with them. My nan said she couldn't see any children in the room when I mentioned them.

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    Something has occurred lately which leaves me very puzzled indeed.

    I found someone online who I have never met before. Never talked to him before. So it was strange when I suddenly felt like I knew this person. I don't know if he triggered something that possibly happened in my life before or if I knew someone that looks like him, but I felt that I knew him.

    Furthermore, I can't seem to get him out of my head. I even started dreaming about him which freaked me out a bit. Even worse, I found another girl who also liked him and for some reason I got over protective of him-even though everyone hates him and I try to stop thinking about him but that has proven to be almost impossible.

    I don't know if I somehow developed feelings for him but whatever I feel about him get's stronger every day.

    Someone please give me advice because I need to get this fellow out of my head.

    Thanks so much!

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    All and all what a wonderful weekend. No work on Friday, but w/pay. Though we lost in the softball tournament, the picnic, music and food made that a distant memory. If I had a dollar for every lil' spider I had to kill in the pavilion because everyone else was running scared I would be rich. The barbecue ended ahead of time when rain showers threatened a downpour. Thank goodness by nightfall canal-side didn't cancel the fireworks display. The grand finale was absolutely amazing. It's back to the grind tomorrow, but after having the extra day off with pay I'm raring to hit the ground running. Though I'm smitten by the attention of a new acquaintance, I'd better proceed with caution. That would be so much easier if I didn't like all of the attention so much. Perhaps she's just being nice, and I'm misinterpreting her kindness.

  5. lilnyca's Blog

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    ***Hello everybody! I'm decided to turn to this website in hopes of finding some answers to a ghost occurrence I think I'm having in my house. I really just hoping to understand what's going on in my house a little more, that's all.

    To start off I'll tell you all a little bit about myself in case it's relevant to what's going on. Anyway my name is Lilith (nice to meet you and thank you for anyone that replies to this). I am 16 and have been living in my current house for my entire life except for my first 9 months. I live with both of my blood parents. We have never experienced a substantial amount of activity save for the occasional (meaning once a year at most) 'sighting'. Lately, as in the last 2 weeks, my family and I have experienced a few odd things that I'm thinking my dad has just chalked up to be weird coincidences or meaningless happenings. I might should mention that my parents and I are firm believers in ghosts, demons, entities, and the like. I know sometimes an increase in tension or family issues/arguements could be an automatic trigger to "awaken" a ghost but I'll note I'm sure this is not the case.

    Ok so here's what's being going on. To start off my story I must explain that the ghost in our house I believe to be my (then very close to me) step-brother. In 2004 (I was 5 at the time) my brother passed away. He died in a fatal car accident. He was traveling with his best friend and their friend who was the driver. In the middle of the night on their trip, my brother and his best friend had fallen asleep in the backseat and the weary driver became overcome by sleep as well, swerving in and out of lanes. Sadly, the driver was half asleep and drove off the side of the road, lost control of the car, hit a massive tree, and the car flipped over killing my brother and his best friend. Unfortunately, the driver did survive, but committed suicide 2 years later, consumed with remorse. I should also mention my brother lived with us up until about a year before his passing.

    So there's all the back story. The thing is, I've never seen the ghost, but my mom and dad have. My mom and I were speaking about our possible ghost the other day and she says a few months after my brother passed she was in his old room cleaning out his closet and she turned her head and clearly saw his figure, clothes he would've worn, just overall what looked to have to be him walk straight out of our bathroom into the hall and disappear. After that occurrence, we had never seen anything or heard anything since. About a year and a half ago we were all watching TV in our living room and directly behind the TV (in perfect view) is a small office. I saw nothing, but my parents both saw the figure of a man described by both to be in jeans and a tan tshirt with glasses walk through the office and on into the connecting kitchen. (This is a picture of my brother) blogentry-156113-0-47822400-1435980206_t

    So as you can imagine I instantly believed it could be my brother but said nothing. Then a week after that, a week later my mom saw a very similar figure. We have a roughly 4 foot half wall separating our living room and dining room and as my mom came around the wall to walk to the kitchen (which connects to the dining room) she saw the very same figure, or something very similar walk into the kitchen like before and up to our medicine cabinet and disappear. After those 2 occurrences,again about a year and a half back, we didn't see anything. Then. about 2 weeks ago we were watching TV and my dad was sitting at a TV tray right near the half wall and he got very startled and looked at us and asked if we had seen anything. My mother and I both replied no because we hadn't seen whatever had frightened him so much. The entire night he remained on edge so as to where we all tried to forget about it and didn't want to ask him what he saw in fear that he would say maybe he had very clearly seen my brother.

    Now I'm going to go off on a little bunny trail now and explain to you why we still 11 years later walk on eggshells around my father when it comes to my brother. Understandably it was the hardest thing he had ever, has ever, and will ever go through. My brother was his firstborn child and his only son. They were tremendously close and my brother's death took everything out of him for a good 7-8 years. Only much more recently has he come to some sort of peace with the hole matter. I was young at the time but I was sharp from a small age and I definitely knew what was going on when it happened. I have very fond memories of my brother even as young as I was and to see my father a lifeless shell of human being was something I'll never be able to forget nor will I, God willing, know what it feels like to have that kind of tragedy come upon you. My brother's passing was a gigantic blow to my family as a whole and years of trying to pick up all the pieces have still not succeeded in putting them all back in place not that I believe they will ever all fit right again.

    So lately there have been little things here and there that just maybe make me believe we have a ghost. Last night over dinner away from my house and y dad, my mother and I discussed what's been going on in the house. 3 nights ago I was lying in bed about 95% asleep and I remember I felt someone come up to me, brush my hair back behind my ear, kiss me on the top of my head and pull up the covers a bit. I asked my mom if it was here just to be sure even though I knew it couldn't be. The reason is because the person I felt was facing me and the side of my bed is up against the wall and I was sleeping facing the wall. Unless the person was standing in the wall, what I felt would not have been possible. The reason why I find this relevant is one, because I know I was NOT dreaming, two I know my brother always loved me very much (and even as a child little things would happen in my room that I always told myself he had done because sometimes I would talk to him at night), and three about 4 years ago I moved into his room and I've put my bed more recently in the exact place where his used to be just to feel closer to him. Then, 2 nights ago I had gone to bed and my mother had gone to bed and my dad was in his office and I was already asleep. I was in the state where I'm sleeping but I can still here things. I heard my mom call my name asking if I was in her room. I thought I was hearing things so I ignored her. Then I heard her come into my room and she turned on the lights woke me up and asked me quite sternly if I had gone into her room and to not lie to her or to joke with her. I told her no, I was very much asleep and I had not been in her room. She looked at me a bit puzzled, shaken up maybe, and went back to bed. She then told me last night during our dinner discussion that she definitely felt very suddenly a whoosh of air that one gets and that sense of another person when someone walks into a room. She said it weirded her out a bit but she tried not to let it bother her because she knew I wasn't lying and so it could be our "ghost".

    I'm writing on here because I would just like to get some insight from anyone to see if I can confirm my suspicions. Please reply if you are able to help me understand what is going on in my house.

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    New to this guys so go easy eh!......oh and let me add i know i,m not losing it so any jerk-offs that feel the need to give me a hard time?....don,t bother!!!......my hope is to find likewise people to chat on with and maybe compare notes I don't really know where to start so how about i just put down what i wrote while in the library yesterday and then see if anyone has got a reply?......and may i add that my head has not always worked like this, it is only a recent transformation to the way it is working.

    Has anyone tried walking through a busy town centre a lot slower than usual, i've started doing this and it's so noticable how fast everyone is moving, everybody looks like the're racing against time, i've started referring to this as "wishing their lives away"......i was sat on a bench a couple of days ago on a busy street and once again i was so aware of how fast everything was moving, the cars and people walking seemed to be going rather faster than usual?...i feel totally aware of everybody and everything around me.....the sky, the sun, the trees, the universe, yes granted that last one might seem a little extreme but it,s true......i feel so alive and tuned in to life at the moment. I feel like everybody is rushing their life away and for what?...the're only racing to death.

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    I dreamt that I was in a trailer park and there was me and another girl pregnant. She was expecting a little girl and I was expecting a little boy. They set our partners in lawn chairs in the middle of the road facing away from us. They gave us a huge full balloon with the color you was expecting. When I got over to where my husband was he told me that we'd switched them for a little girl. I guess I was okay with it and gave my balloon to the couple next to us. After delivery we switched and filled out the application for adoption.. I couldn't take my eyes off him and was so in love with him. (I remember everything about him in detail from my dream). I felt so guilty but continued on. After leaving with the new baby girl (African American) I tried to play with her and before I knew it i had turned around and she was a little blonde hair blue eyed girl... when I got even closer I came to find she was my niece (white). I found my self in the lady's house going over the details of the adoption and crying wanting her to make sure it was an open adoption and to make sure he knew who I was. After leaving her trailer I took the little girl who was now African American again and changed her name and I didn't see her again. I found myself in the back of the trailer park hanging out with people who smoking drugs. I didnt use any drugs. We left and went back to my trailer and when I did try to use some drugs someone or something would happen so I couldn't use.. please help me figure this out.

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    My sister died and left.

    I love her. She loved me.

    She was a beautiful soul.

    She remains in my heart and all my memories of her are golden.

    Some day, a new day will dawn and I will stand before my Maker and say,

    "My sister is yours and not mine."

    I love her and always will, I just want to say Thank you for letting me have her as my sister.

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    I've always had these bad feelings and they're driving me crazy. Nobody believes that I have them and every time I have them something bad happens.

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    I've Experienced Sleep Paralysis 4 Times. But I Remember, A Few Weeks After My Birthday, It Felt Like My Soul Was Away From My Body. I Was Downstairs And My Foster Sister And Foster Mom Were Talking In The Kitchen And I Was Getting A Midnight Snack. When I Was Heading Towards The Stairs, I Remember Thinking "I Gotta Get Back To My Body Before It's Too Late." When I Was Near The Stairs, I Saw This Old Guy Just Sitting On The Top Of The Stairs Smiling And He Was Yelling At Me In Gibberish, I Couldn't Understand. Then I Woke Up And When I Was Awake, I Was Still Able To Hear The Gibberish Voice And I Also Felt An Evil Presence By My Bed Looking At Me.

    I Had It Again Two Days Later ! I Was In My Bed And I Opened My Eyes, And I Felt Like I Was Floating And I Heard This Buzzing Sound. I Looked Near My Bed And There Was A Guy With A Black Shirt And It Had Alittle Bit Of White. He Was Reaching His Hands To Me And I Couldn't Move So I Just Closed My Eyes And He Disappeared. Then When I Opened Them Again, On My Left, This Demon Went On Top Of Me And He Had An Evil Smile... He Covered My Mouth With His Hands, I Tried Screaming For Help But Nothing Came Out. I Even Tried Removing His Hands But I Couldn't... Everytime, I Struggled He Would Push His Hands To My Mouth And It Was Like My Head Was Gonna Sink Through My Bed. Also, When I Closed My Eyes, He Would Be Gone But When I Opened Them Again, He Was There.

  11. My wife an I spent the evening at a wedding. A close work friend of my wife's was getting Married. It was a beautiful ceremony at a winery in the Sierra Nevada foot hills. We were almost late getting stuck in some traffic driving there, but nothing ever starts on time and we made it with minutes to spare. Trust me, you do not want to meet my wife when she is irritated about traffic.

    The reception was superb with a wonderful meal, an open bar, a

    lots of dancing, and beautiful people everywhere. That's how you know you are with the right woman. I was surrounded by stunning women that are all highly intelligent and succesfull, and I still honestly thought my wife was the most stunning of them all. While my wife was dancing and I was getting a soda, a young woman came up to me and struck up a conversation. I was flattered because her body language said she was looking to meet somone. My hands where in my pocket, so I took them out and mentioned my wife. It ended the conversation politely as she moved on, but still, it made me feel like I still got it. I have been married for 13 years last week, and I don't really participate in anything where women are on the prowl, so nothing like that has happened to me in a very long time besides the occasional soccor mom who is up to no good an tests me to see if Im serious about my fidelity, but this was different. This was an honest attempt by a very pretty young woman probably a good 10 years younger than myself. I walked away with grin on my face, adjusting my colar, and probably a bit of a swagger.

    All in all it was a typical nice wedding. What wasn't typical about it is that it was two woman getting married. Yup it was a gay wedding. I hate to even make that distinction now. The word "gay" or "lesbian" wasn't even mentioned by anyone the entire night. Not during the ceremony, not during the reception, not during any conversations. The love that these two people have for each other and the support of their family and friends was both natural and beautiful. Californiia recently allows for same sex marriage and I am glad. I find it embarrassing as a human being that it has taken us this long and still a ways to go to get to this point. Yes that's right humanity I'm ashamed of us and our behaviour towards same sex couples. I'm ashamed of my own.

    While I harbor no outward prejudice, I was excited to go to a "gay" wedding. I didn't really expect anything different, but I was excited to participate to show that my enlightned self was above the bigotry. The truth is that while I have met same sex couples before, I had never really seen them intimate with each other and in love in a setting where they were demonstrating that love. Another truth that is hard for me to admit, is that gay men being affectionate with each other makes me uneasy. I have seen men kiss before and honestly I don't like to see it. Social conditioning perhaps? Homophobia? I suppose it's because I'm not attracted to men and many psycological reactions are about subconsciously putting yourself in another person shoes. But still. I don't want it there. Seeing woman kiss is different. I do find women attractive and its much more pleasant to watch, but even this I wonder why. Is this a typical male response to our minds being in the gutter. Again that psycological tendency to unconsciously place ourselves in the mix? I think so, and here is why.

    When I watched this couple look into each other's eyes and kiss, there was nothing but pure love. I did think it was pleasant to watch but this time it was completely different. Im not sure if I can explain it right. It wasn't pleasent because they were two women, it was pleasent because they were clearly madly in love. Watching it I bacame ashamed of myself. It wasn't a novelty anymore. I realized I had been living in a bubble. I realized my own homophobia toward men and my objectification of gay women. I never ment to do it. I wasn't even really aware of it. How did it get there. Culture? Media? What? I want it gone. It's not easy to realize you are not as enlightned as you think you are.

    This couple and their example of love and their family and friends has set me straight about a few things. I was already there intellectually, but I simply diddnt realize that my own internal reactions were not where my brain was. I had not internalized what I knew to be right. This is a flaw I can rectify in myself now.

    I teach my students that they must experience the things that I teach them before they actually become a useful tool. I teach them to be bold in atempting to create that exsperience. This is why. You don't know what you don't know until you have experienced something and self reflected about your own ignorance before hand. I don't know if the next time I see two guys kissing if that same uneasiness will well up, but my awareness and shame of my own marginalization of people different than I am will be confronted imeadiatly, and I have this couple and setting the example of true love to thank for it.

    In fact, I beleive in a great spirit a god if you will. I often hear christians saying God is love. If God is love, then I can say without a doubt these two people were sharing God, and I have the great spirit to thank for using love to help me overcome my own corner of bigotry.

    Thank you God, and thank you to these two incredible people for humbling me yet again.

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    A very good friend of mine has a tentative early diagnosis of Hodgkins Disease. It's very treatable but I think he may have let it go longer than is wise. That's not entirely his fault though. A few years ago (maybe six years if memory serves) he went to the doctor because of a mass on the right side of his neck. It's not really noticeable unless you know to look for it because it doesn't swell outwards too far but it's large in diameter. When he first had it checked out the mass was so intertwined with the circulatory system in the area that it wasn't really operable and a biopsy showed it non cancerous.

    About a year or so ago he started having back pains we thought from mowing his lawn with a dull push mower while having a fit because he was annoyed with one of his kids and it being the first mow of the year the grass was long , for which I gave him grief because of his short fuse. After dealing with this back pain for a bit he went to the doctor and the doctor told him one thing or another, gave him some pills and some advice and sent him on his way. Weeks later it was even worse so he went back and his doctor recommended a specialist who gave him another ineffectual diagnosis. This same pattern has continued for the past year to no effect except insurance nightmares and medical bills. Recently he told me that he noticed another growth under the first one where his neck meets his shoulder and possibly another one a bit lower than that one as well so made an appointment to check this out. They discovered a handful of smaller masses and a larger one he was unaware of at the center top of his chest behind the breast bone. They sampled one last week and the result of the biopsy was that there were a minimal amount of cancerous cells in the sample. They are going to go in and remove one of the easier to reach masses and use it to get a better idea of what they are dealing with.

    In my admittedly ignorant opinion these doctors he has been seeing for the past year concerning his back pain (centering in the groin where there are lymph nodes) who were made aware of the original mass have been very negligent because of their efforts to have a diagnosis relating to their specialty (and never finding anything or getting results) instead of assuming this may all be related to his tumor and checking for more. I mean he has been to the doctor in the last year more than I have in my entire adult life.

    Sorry, I really shouldn't be placing blame but he has understandably asked me to be discreet and not discuss this amongst out coworkers or friends (we've been friends for decades longer than we've worked together we're more brothers than friends with all we've been through) and I just need a place to vent my sadness and frustration.

    If this is Hodgkins then it is very treatable and survivable these days and there is a good chance he will be around for a long time to come. We are just one month apart in age and I'm blessed that I don't have many dead friends yet and I hope it stays that way. This kind of $hi+ scares me. I hate getting old.

    Sorry to the mods for bypassing the filters but asterix's just weren't going to do it for me here. Hopefully prayers and positive vibes are going to help.

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    Just in the past few years I have realized I have been privileged in seeing the shadow people but never knowing what they were. As a child I saw them and nobody believed me and yet they have always been there lurking in the shadows . When I was 18 I was in a horrible car accident where I faced death surviving that I have seen them more f when I was 18 I was in a horrible car accident where I faced death surviving that I have seen them more frequentmy. I still do not understand what they are who they are or what they want. But just recently the ones that have concerned me are ones I have never seen before. There appear in 4 figures The size of children, they move extremely fast as if they were children playing. The The size of children, they move extremely fast as if they were children playing. They hide as if they don't want to be seen but moved out into the open to catch my eye. At first I noticed them while at a friends house he was dealing with the situation and I told him that there is something here he described them to me just as I described in this blog. At first I noticed them while at a friends house he was dealing with the situation and I told him that there is something here he described them to me just as I described in this blog later that night they became very active in my home this being the second time I had ever seen them racing through my house knocking things off the walls, later that night they became very active in my home this being the second time I had ever seen them racing through my house knocking things off the walls, knocking on the walls, slowly closing doors, talking softly in the distance as if they just wanted my attention. Over the course of the past week many things have happened that I cannot explain. As if they just wanted my attention. Over the course of the past week many things have happened That I am unable to explain. They do not seem like they are new to this but something that's more that I am unable to explain. They do not seem like they are new to this but something that's ancient. I have not been harmed or hurt but it seems they ancient. I have not been harmed or hurt but it seems may be trying to protect me from something I cannot see. Although in the presence of my home I feel something something I cannot see. Although in the presence of my home I feel like something with anger is around me or causing me to lash out. It also seems that my stress level has been extremely high and everything seems to frustrate me now so can anyone it also seems that my stress level has been extremely high and everything seems to frustrate me now so can anyone explain to me what is possibly happening what these figures are and what it is that is not revealing itself I feel like I am literally can anyone explain to me what is possibly happening what these figures are and what it is that is not revealing itself I feel like I am literally losing my mind. I have asked the negative energy to leave multiple times but it keeps getting stronger I am desperate losing my mind. I have asked the negative energy to leave multiple times but it keeps getting stronger, and I am desperately reaching out for someone who can tell me why they are here and what they're needing or wanting I'm reaching out for someone who can tell me why they are here and what they're needing or wanting. It is at the point it is beyond my control and understanding what is really going on. It is at the point it is beyond my control and understanding what is really going on. I need someone who has dealt with this exact scenario and I know someone on here has otherwise I would not have been prompted to this page

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    Why nature gets angry

    Abnormal weather is getting worse and worse every year.

    Why?

    Nature causes abnormal weather and try to let the humanity know something.

    What does the nature want humanity to know?

    Natural phenomena is the movement of atoms.

    The long and short of it atoms want to let humanity know something.

    Humans think vaguely atoms have no consciousness.

    It is a big mistake.

    There are a few that can talk with atoms.

    Miss Taeko Shiraki, Japanese , is one of them.

    As humans are made up of atoms, humans are a part of the nature.

    Humans who are a part of the nature is going to forget nature is made up of atoms and atoms have consciousness.

    The long and short of it abnormal weather show atoms are getting angry.

    As nature knows humans are a part of nature, she doesn't want to cause abnormal weather.

    However she can't help causing abnormal weather, because humans are going to forget the most important thing that humans have to understand.

    According to the development of science humans have come to think humans are the greatest in the universe and begin to forget to worship the nature.

    People in the past worshiped the nature.

    Why did they worship the nature?

    Because they were able to talk with atoms and knew nature is made up of atoms which have consciousness.

    However almost all the humans have forgot nature have consciousness.

    Therefore atoms which are made up of nature get angry.

    There were many who were able to hear the voice of the nature by gone days.

    However people who had the ability to hear the voice of nature have been erased with the exception of a few.

    Science has made humans consent with arbitrary theory that abnormal weather is caused by the increase of carbon dioxide.

    Therefore atoms which configure the nature warn with further abnormal weather.

    Atoms warn they will turn the earth into the star of only the sand when they judge humans have no ability to understand atoms have consciousness.

    Atlantis have erased when atoms which made up of Atlantis decomposed.

    The same thing as Atlantis is about to take place now.

    This is the last chance in which there have remained a few who can talk with atoms on the earth.

    When a few who have remained on the earth disappear, atoms which configure the nature decompose and the earth would return to the star of only the sand.

    Don't you know there appear big holes on the earth suddenly all over the world?

    Atoms are showing they can make the earth covered with countlesse holes if humans can't understand atoms have consciousness.

    Sink holes on parade

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    • I think all this technology, lack of families or parents being over bearing and treating their kids like little super employees of a company to groom for some kind of expected fantasy lofe , the quest for more money, belief that everything in life is a competition, has created a brain dead society that does not feel or think for themselves. Simple feelings and emotions that should be present to create thought patterns are missing. People seem to just want to take what they want in life.. All this news seems to be... Taking lives, liberties, and personal justice without care for others

  16. Jeanie_Girl1978's Blog

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    I do know that I am Not human. I just don't know who to go to, or how to find out.

  18. Various ramblings

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    We all know the definition of "common sense" to be some idea that is widely accepted to be truthful and free of the need for further debate or appeal to the contrary. It's considered common sense to refrain from sticking your head up a hornet's nest (unless, of course, you're some kind of weird, suicidal masochist), and it's also considered common sense to show up to a job interview with your clothes on... careers at the local nudist colony being the exception, of course.

    !!! UH OH WE HAVE A PROBLEM !!!

    For some people, common sense is a grey area.

    In arguments or debates, whatever the setting might be, there are people who will state their opinion, tell everyone to "just use some common sense," and get over it, because they're obviously right, even though there are some facts they have either distorted, misrepresented, misunderstood, left out, or made up completely.

    This is bad. Here's a hypothetical (yet loosely based on something that actually happened) example:

    Chris, a UFO geek and avid believer in all things ET, is browsing the internet one day. He comes across a famous case of a man who claimed to have witnessed a UFO. The man made a video about his sighting, in which he says the UFO had a lot of spinning lights on it, produced a low humming tone, and flew at incredible speeds - faster than any jet or helicopter could fly.

    Now, Chris, who really thinks this man could be telling the truth, decides to post about the sighting on an internet forum. He presents us with what the man said in the interview - the spinning lights, fast movement, and low hum - and says that they all seem like things that could be characteristic of an alien spaceship. For this reason, Chris says, we should "use some common sense" and just blindly accept this man's video as the truth.

    Like people don't lie, right? There have been WAY too many times where I've seen people twist things around in order to bully other people into believing them, no matter how ridiculous it might sound.

    Anyway, back to the story. Turns out our buddy Chris forgot to include the fact that the man flunked a polygraph about the incident later on. When this fact was pointed out to Chris, he responded by saying that the polygraph is not a 100% accurate test. Chris would not be lying about this, but in fact, the polygraph is a very accurate measure of whether someone is lying or not. The fact that the man did flunk the test could possibly tell us a few things about him and his story.

    TL;DR we have this dude's video about his UFO sighting, but we also lack some form of actual, physical, primary evidence from the sighting itself... plus, he failed the polygraph. I think that most would agree that the man's story doesn't amount to much.

    The next time someone tries to tell you something is true and it seems fishy, question it, pick it apart, and see how they react. If they keep telling you to stop debating, use some "common sense" (as they define it), and ignore all overwhelming evidence to the contrary... throw it away, leave, and don't bother with it, because it's probably meant to deceive you.

  19. you don’t have to cry

    it doesn’t need your tears

    the hidden thirst that steals

    sips you from inside

    **

    A gallon per day,

    each’s lot

    secretes of a lonely tear.

    The collective drop

    was swapped

    and the millions disappeared.

    **

    Return to me in anger

    once you’ve faced your danger.

    Shed your skin of pain

    that your heart may be made plain

    and that I may eat a stranger.

    **

    I came back to the room. While I was gone I thought about the things that upset me greatly. I was upset about the racism in America. I was upset about how so many people were lost, brainwashed and sucked into a system that did not care for them, how so many were desperate for love but did not love themselves. I was upset about the abuses in the world, but she sent me away. It wasn’t enough.

    “You must really consume this pain.” She said.

    And so, I would go and before I returned, become full of pain, the world’s pain and my own pain would be the same. I had to get to the source of pain and I knew that would exist in the heart of the spirit of emotion, in the suppressed chest of a dull man, in the tumultuous flight of an alive woman, in the sobbing distress of a unencumbered child. In my mind’s eye I gathered all of their screaming.

    **

    He has been accused.

    He has no control,

    over anything.

    The money is gone.

    He is locked away.

    He must pretend.

    He must rape, to get his way.

    Layer by layer by layer all is hidden.

    We would need no secrets if it weren’t for pain.

    Pain is never served fresh.

    I held out the jar and she ate my pickled heart.

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    blog-0648664001425413765.jpgOk let me set the story (sorry its long just trying to rule out all possibilities because I am so confussed), this happened last night at 3/2/15 around 10:57 pm... We live in a 2 story house, in the middle of nowhere, our house is surrounded by darkness and is not modern one bit. I was in my room upstairs and my father was in the living room downstairs, my aunt was asleep in the room next to mine and my mom and little sister were asleep in the masters bedroom which is far from the stairs or the living room. So I was doing homework when a theory hit me, I went downstairs to explain a phenomenal theory about ghosts to my father (go to the bottom to see the theory I told my dad). After I told him he said thats interesting and quite possible... since it was late and a school night he says that I should go to bed. So the living room and the stairs are split by the kitchen and dining room which each have 1 big window to the left and right, no blinds. Anyway my father starts walking me to the stairs to say goodnight and then 30 feet from the bottom of the stairs we are hit by a huge immense burst of light for about 1 second, without sound or eye problems afterward. I thought it was only me and that he just turned on a light but he and I just stood there in the middle of the room looking at each other trying to figure out what happened. All I could think of was what are the chances of my telling him my theory and this happens. My father explained the light as if paparazzi had surprised us and taken a picture of us with a really bright flash (enough to blind someone) that came from behind. I said that all I saw was a pure white (the color behind these words kinda white), and it came from the front of me. Yes we were facing the same way at the time.

    Now for the possibilities i've ruled out:

    -I live on a "farm" (10 acres), if it was a car headlights I would know i've lived there for 8 years and I know what it looks like, our house is about 1/2 a football field away and perpendicular to the road anyway... and there weren't any cars on the road.

    -It was not swamp gas cause i'm in California and I don't have a swamp near my house :P.

    -I will say the ceiling above us was white, so there is a possibility of a big reflection, but there wasn't any lightning, it was clear skies and no weather report for lightning, and even when we have had lighting thats never happened, if there was I would've expected to hear thunder. I would've seen more after (wouldn't I?).

    -It wasn't a electrical wiring problem, I checked...

    Theory: We have relatives that were recently contacted by dead relatives through psychics (yeah I know sounds dumb but its true), the psychics had said that our dead relatives once they died they could see everything and everyone, and that they were looking after the family. Anyway so began to think about that and started to think if we were able to see everything in the 2nd dimension, then ghosts live in the 4th dimension because they could see everything in our dimension (3rd).

    I have seen ghosts and orbs before... so i know what they look like :unsure2:. But that was something Ive never seen before, or heard of. Ive read many other peoples stories. This was the first unexplainable phenomenon i've had at my house. Please tell me a rational legitimate explanation, cause I can't and I can usually always find a scientific explanation. Thanks...

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    For about the past two years, I always come to find myself checking the clock at 4:20, whether it be AM or PM, every single day. Does anybody have an idea as to the significance of seeing the same time on the clock every single day?

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    hello

    I have been searching on line for answers to what happened to me not long ago

    twice i have felt painful electrical shocks through my body

    If anyone has experienced this or have any information please share

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    Fear of dreaming, fear of being stuck in a dream, fear of dreams coming true. My personal favorite: the fear of being unable to determine the dream world from reality. Whichever definition you choose to apply, I've experienced it. Night terrors aren't nightmares, as common misconception leads people to believe. Night terrors are much, much more real, more frightening, and even dangerous. The things Freddy Kreuger was born of. Often times, for me, at least, they seem far more vivid than reality, and that was always the tell for me.

    You see, the only way to wake up from a night terror is to experience a kick (some change in your physical surroundings that jolts you awake), or to realize you're in one. There was, more often than not, no kick for me, so my mind relied on itself. Most times it wasn't difficult. Colors were brighter, sounds were clearer, smells more distinct than i would experience in reality. Once I realized that, it was easy to discover when i was in one and wake up. But when I couldn't... When I couldn't wake myself in time, before whatever traumatic experience took place, I suffered. Always in some relation to what happened in the dream. RSBD (REM Sleep Behavior Disorder) is a parasomnia, a disorder that causes the body to react abnormally in the REM cycle, the dream cycle. I hurt myself, clawed, scratched, beat, my own self in my sleep. That was what they told me. I believed it, too, because it couldn't just be a coincidence that when I stayed with my grandfather, when he wrapped my hands, I awoke unscathed nearly every time. Right?

    What I realized later in life was that it wasn't the wraps on my hands that protected me, it was him. I didn't dream bad dreams when I was with him. He kept them away. Or maybe it was the land. I'm still not quite sure. All that I know, is that he knew what was happening to me, and he did his best to help me, to keep me safe, but he made a mistake.

    Instead of telling me what was occurring.he hid it from me, made up stories, made light of it, and took the burden on himself. and that's what killed him, in the end.

    They wanted me to see, to suspect, to look. They wanted my attention, and he kept it from them. And for that, they took him away from me. My protector, the only person that believed me or knew what I was going through, they destroyed. The only person able to help me. My only defense against acknowledging their existence, my only chance at normalcy. Every security I had died the day he did. But that was onkly a year ago. Things got far, far worse before then.

  23. Anything Strange

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    Anything Strange TV - Case 0001 - The Devil's Footprints (Devil of Devon)

    (also trying to figure out how to embed youtube videos)

    and let us know any other topics you would like to see in future episodes!

    for more, subscribe at www.youtube.com/anythingstrangetv

  24. And the great pandora's box. Without it, all virtues become habits, with it all vices become possible.

    To take others to account, to give space to others. The virtue of base kindness.

    Without free will, it's just polite habits we've learned, habits which we do but do not understand.

    With free will, it's a manifestation of love.

    Now, those in mental healthcare say that those who've gone through much trouble in their life make the best therapist, because they have the kind of understanding you can't learn from books alone. For example, if you've never lived under the sky, you dont know what being homeless truly means. Not the way I will soon know. It has its perks, even in the cold north up here. You sleep more soundly, get more fresh air, and since there's not many people outdoors at night, you get more peace at night than in a flat of a multi-story building usually. A choise I make with free will.

    Free will. Can you understand it? I bet you can, if you are adept at using yours. I've been too preoccupied with other things, being a good automaton and making money and just living, so I think I've lost a bit of that understanding. Lost, as in losing grasp of it, temporarily, like losing your keys or your phone. Or losing your way in the forest, getting lost.

    Isn't that what getting lost in life means, to lose the sense of your free will? Getting trapped in the trappings.

    What free will is not, is a computer. Or a jacket. Or a shoe. Or a thought even. You can choose whether or not to think something, so thought is just the object, the extension from free will. Free will itself is that from which things spring forth. That which resides within all living things.

    It's more than just brain cells and neurons firing. It has the power to sanctify, but with it comes the price of falling to sin. To fall further out of harmony, to deny, to be selfish instead of altruistic. As an instrument of divine will and altruism it's okay to strengthen yourself even at the expense of others' materiality. But the free will of others, should always be respected for it's divine, in comparison to materia and mind.