I will share this: in all of my travels on the planet, both spiritually and geographically, I like to think that I have become a rational, intelligent human being who rejects a lot of seemingly fanciful things I have come across. I too went through an astrology phase in college, but I think I was more about the math and the charts that I could draw up in those pre-computerized days than I was to the interpretations of the charts. I also went through a Tarot card phase, which I eventually abandoned out of boredom (the Death card doesn't mean death it just means profound changes are coming.... whatever, when does Death not mean death?). So through the years I've rejected religion as myth-making, astrology as money-making, and Tarot cards and fortune-telling as scammy pursuits with pretty set pieces.
The one thing I STILL won't mess with is a Ouija board, and I don't even know why. It could be my too-young viewing of "The Exorcist," a movie that to this recovering Catholic is STILL too terrifying to watch, or it could be all of the stories I've heard about it, on which very few have been debunked. Like I said, I don't know what my specific aversion to this thing still sold by Hasbro or some such toy-maker, is from. I know that even at 63, I still avoid it. Of course, still at 63, I also make sure that even if my bedroom is too damned hot in this season of the year, I always keep my feet covered because, you know.... why chance it?
OK. I wasn't going to post this, but reading your Ouija board aversion, I must. I've had some really weird experiences related to dreams that were literally precognition of actual events that happened later and my own mother has some sort of sense that compels her to call me on occasion to ask "What's wrong?" I'm usually in the middle of a perceived crisis when those calls come. And I did my own childhood toying with the Ouija board briefly. But the real come-to-Jesus moment with one happened just a few years ago, when I was fully grown and "mature." I was hosting a cast party for a group of fellow actors after our play closed and several of them decided to just spend the night rather than risk driving after a night of celebration. For some odd reason, one had a Ouija board in her car and she thought it would be "fun" to play with it. So, in the wee hours of the morning, four of us were sitting at my kitchen table having our "fun" when a violent and very loud crash occurred in the front of the house. It literally sounded as if a car had crashed into the house. We ran toward the noise and found that a framed antique portrait, hanging above the mantel, had crashed to the floor, breaking the glass and with it a host of various little angels that had been perched on the mantel. There lay angels with broken wings, sans halos, and glass everywhere at 3 am with no observable cause for the destruction. Needless to say, that Ouija board was taken out and no other has ever been inside my home to this day! There's probably a perfectly logical explanation for that occurrence, but...I'm taking no chances! (This house is 113 years old. A previous owner died and her wake was held in the room where the picture fell.)
I’ve yet to watch The Exorcist! My husband talked about his experience after he saw the movie with a couple of friends. They went out of town to see it, coming home his friends’ brand new car started shaking terribly! He swears it felt like the wheels were coming off. Rosemary’s baby was enough for me! I did enjoy this story though.
100% I don't even like thinking about it or tell ghost stories or watch really scary movies. I want nothing to do with those things. But I love Halloween (when it's cheesy and fun- like Elvira).
“ Foreknowledge of an event won’t alter the outcome. In order to change something that will happen, we have to be able to change ourselves—and who among us can truly do that? As long as we are who we are, we can’t change the future, we will bump into it no matter what we do, so if we are given glimpses of it, will that really make anything better?”
The only reason mankind ever seeks foreknowledge of events is to try to control them. Maybe the trick to bending the arc isn’t to change ourselves, but rather to accept the change the Cosmos hands us. After all, the Cosmos is change, and change is all around us, all the time. Let it flow.
Interesting. Today I plan on visiting Candy Darling's grave at the Cherry Valley cemetery. Karma for the week of craziness comings.
Time is a continuum, and threads thru other planes of existence as real as ours... There are doors & pathways. Thanks for this, gr8 stuff👍
Jesus take the wheel!
I will share this: in all of my travels on the planet, both spiritually and geographically, I like to think that I have become a rational, intelligent human being who rejects a lot of seemingly fanciful things I have come across. I too went through an astrology phase in college, but I think I was more about the math and the charts that I could draw up in those pre-computerized days than I was to the interpretations of the charts. I also went through a Tarot card phase, which I eventually abandoned out of boredom (the Death card doesn't mean death it just means profound changes are coming.... whatever, when does Death not mean death?). So through the years I've rejected religion as myth-making, astrology as money-making, and Tarot cards and fortune-telling as scammy pursuits with pretty set pieces.
The one thing I STILL won't mess with is a Ouija board, and I don't even know why. It could be my too-young viewing of "The Exorcist," a movie that to this recovering Catholic is STILL too terrifying to watch, or it could be all of the stories I've heard about it, on which very few have been debunked. Like I said, I don't know what my specific aversion to this thing still sold by Hasbro or some such toy-maker, is from. I know that even at 63, I still avoid it. Of course, still at 63, I also make sure that even if my bedroom is too damned hot in this season of the year, I always keep my feet covered because, you know.... why chance it?
OK. I wasn't going to post this, but reading your Ouija board aversion, I must. I've had some really weird experiences related to dreams that were literally precognition of actual events that happened later and my own mother has some sort of sense that compels her to call me on occasion to ask "What's wrong?" I'm usually in the middle of a perceived crisis when those calls come. And I did my own childhood toying with the Ouija board briefly. But the real come-to-Jesus moment with one happened just a few years ago, when I was fully grown and "mature." I was hosting a cast party for a group of fellow actors after our play closed and several of them decided to just spend the night rather than risk driving after a night of celebration. For some odd reason, one had a Ouija board in her car and she thought it would be "fun" to play with it. So, in the wee hours of the morning, four of us were sitting at my kitchen table having our "fun" when a violent and very loud crash occurred in the front of the house. It literally sounded as if a car had crashed into the house. We ran toward the noise and found that a framed antique portrait, hanging above the mantel, had crashed to the floor, breaking the glass and with it a host of various little angels that had been perched on the mantel. There lay angels with broken wings, sans halos, and glass everywhere at 3 am with no observable cause for the destruction. Needless to say, that Ouija board was taken out and no other has ever been inside my home to this day! There's probably a perfectly logical explanation for that occurrence, but...I'm taking no chances! (This house is 113 years old. A previous owner died and her wake was held in the room where the picture fell.)
Good move! The girl in this story didn't know how to dispose of it, so lucky for you it worked. I would always turn to fire myself.
I’ve yet to watch The Exorcist! My husband talked about his experience after he saw the movie with a couple of friends. They went out of town to see it, coming home his friends’ brand new car started shaking terribly! He swears it felt like the wheels were coming off. Rosemary’s baby was enough for me! I did enjoy this story though.
I LOVE "Rosemary's Baby," and have seen it several times! "The Exorcist," nope, can't do it again. Way too Catholic for me.
Devil's Advocate, yo
100% I don't even like thinking about it or tell ghost stories or watch really scary movies. I want nothing to do with those things. But I love Halloween (when it's cheesy and fun- like Elvira).
Wow. That is some freaky shit. Thanks for sharing.
“ Foreknowledge of an event won’t alter the outcome. In order to change something that will happen, we have to be able to change ourselves—and who among us can truly do that? As long as we are who we are, we can’t change the future, we will bump into it no matter what we do, so if we are given glimpses of it, will that really make anything better?”
The only reason mankind ever seeks foreknowledge of events is to try to control them. Maybe the trick to bending the arc isn’t to change ourselves, but rather to accept the change the Cosmos hands us. After all, the Cosmos is change, and change is all around us, all the time. Let it flow.