So, I was out with my brother the other night, and we started talking about a road that we used to go on that is in the middle of nowhere. We used to go there every weekend when we were younger. He said that him and his girlfriend were out there, and they saw ghosts of children. One even followed him home one night! Well, we went there and felt something there. We were both talking to it, trying to get it to show itself. And then me Yea, me, I invited it into the car. We never saw it, but I felt it following us to my brothers house. I sat on his couch, and realized that the child from whee we were was sitting right next to me! It didn't bother me, or even show itself for that matter, I just knew it was there. Now, oh probably a week later, this child is still following me. I still haven't seen it or heard it talk. It just lets me know that it is there by means of energy patterns, and a slight warmth beside me in bed the other night. (kinda wierd I know, but it didn't creep me out!) If you think that things are crazy with your kids, consider this....I have a child that is not even mine, I have never seen it, but yet it is there most of the time, and I do not even know it's name or gender!
I must say that I am happy about the changes that I am now going through. Some would say that I am crazy to believe in the things that I hold as true, but I tend not to listen to those kinds of people. I cannot stand it when people try to hold you back from things that are supposed to happen. I mean, change is inevitable, so why try to fight it? If anyone can give me a valid reason too fight changes, then I will owe them the utmost respect and admiration, but I cannot forsee that happening. My life has become a little more complex, and darker than most mere humans. I have come to terms with the things that are happening inside my body, both physical and spiritual, (not the kind of spiritual that most believe!), and I am starting to embrace it. Yes, it was wierd at first and it felt like I just woke up from getting bashed in the head with a fucking baseball bat, but all in all it was a good thing. I now know more, not all, of the things that one is to know of themselves, and I must thank my mentor for helping me realize what this thing is!
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