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When you live by the truth you don't have to watch your back as you wont stumble when asked about things. When you depend on untruths you have to remember all the nasty pathetic lies you've told people. Every liar eventually gets found out. Me? I live by the truth.

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Kingblackbelt
17:48 Mar 17 2015

Totally agree with you as my dad always used to say liars need good memories because they will get caught out

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Dalliance
17:50 Mar 17 2015

that's the thing, they convince themselves that they wont but they always do. and then who's got egg on their face lol

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I went on a ghost hunt last night to a very old building that is known for its spirits. A bunch of us went as it was a biker's charity event and a most enjoyable evening it was too. On the way up there in the car I was feeling some trepidation as I had only ever seen ghost hunts on the television and they - of course - sensationalise the experience. All kinds of thoughts were going through my mind but I was also feeling excited.



We got out of the car and as we neared the entrance to the building I could 'feel' the energy from it. My friends were feeling something too. The minute we entered the building I could feel lots of spirit presence. The feeling ran through me as though we were being filled with the past if that makes sense. It's a feeling I know only too well when there is spirit activity in places.



After the meet and greet we all went into a small room sitting around modern tables that made a rectangle shape by the way they were positioned, as though attending a board meeting. Al lights were turned off and we all sat with our little fingers touching each other to make a circle. On each table was a little light that detected any motion by lighting up. The head of the paranormal team told us if we felt anything to tell him, then he began asking for the spirits to join us. Then they played a chant which grew intense before we sat and waited for any spirit presence.



My hand grew cold as though someone was blowing on it but just for a brief few seconds. Then my lap felt the cold too. This was followed by a little brush on the side of my hand that felt like someone tickling it. I didn't tell the paranormal guy as thought nothing of it, until after the seance and then I found out that my two friends (who were sat next to me) had felt something too. In fact one of the guys sitting with us felt someone tap on his shoulder.



We were all put into groups, taking turns in each room. As the night progressed we tried table tipping and it actually worked. The table actually did move a few times but only slightly. There was enough movement though to know that someone was trying to move it. We did this in two of the rooms and each time it worked. I actually surprised myself having the nerve to ask out loud questions to the spirit(s) present. My fear seemed to have disappeared and curiosity reigned. I could feel the spirit was female, as did most of the group. We heard tapping sometimes in response to us talking. I did draw the line at the ouiji board though and didn't join in those sessions.



One fantastic experience was the energy from an old child's wooden high chair. My friend was drawn to it so we decided to investigate on our own. we put our hands around and over it and there was a warmth we could feel. The warmth actually followed along the shape of a child siting in the chair. It felt like I had my hand on its lap and could feel the knees. I reached up to where its head would be, as though following the contours of its face. When I reached where its mouth would be the warmth felt like it was breathing into the palm of my hand. I took a step back as this surprised me.



Another instance in another room a little miniature radio box that looked like a mobile phone was used. This device scanned radio frequencies, using the white noise to pick up spirit voices. We asked things but nothing intelligent came through. I decided to say hello and a male voice from the device said 'murder'.



The last room we went in was a small one accessed through a door in one of the bedrooms. I managed five minutes in there as the energy had changed and it felt angry and wrong. I was beginning to feel nauseous so left the room.



All in all it was a very enjoyable night. Would I do it again? Maybe.

I'm disposing of unwanted thoughts hence this entry. Nothing more nothing less.



It's been a couple of years now since I was forced to change location. You revelled in making things difficult for me and mine. Have people realised yet what a manipulative little child you are? Mind you it was the best thing to happen to me, my life is so much better now.



It seems it's not the same outcome for you though, but hey, you strived to get it how you want it and now you have you're not content. You must have forgotten the expression 'Be careful what you wish for'. Lessons learned eh...

Truth seeks those who seek it

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TaintedPoison
22:59 Mar 06 2015

amen sister

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I have been asleep, I realise that now. I managed to dull down my feelings and yet still they continued strong. Oh how subtle a trick I played on myself. Let things carry on, let things slide. Surely things will get better, just let it ride. I thought of it as growing up, getting older. But no, it was a familiar way of covering myself in that old coccoon I am so used to.



I wont chastise myself, making such a sneaky trap to hide my flame. Clever me, persuading myself to remain in the 'same'. I can see through it now. Even if it is a tiny glimpse, I see. The walls I built under the guise of protection, I thought strong. But no, they are as brittle as egg shell. It all depends on the pressure points. An egg shell itself can be a powerful protection.



I bite the head off the jelly baby, there are plenty more in the metaphorical packet. The taste in my mouth is nothing special so I spit it out. It is nothing more than a sweet, a candy. I desire more.