Post by Dan on Feb 2, 2008 21:11:55 GMT -5
Dan is my name. I was born…normal. I wasn’t underweight, or early. Not
abnormal at all. So, before I get on with telling you about my life, I should first
name all the things I like now. I enjoy quiet walks in the woods, it’s really
serene. I also enjoy jazz and orchestrated music. Also, I am currently waiting for
Super Smash Bros. Brawl to come out. Okay, now time for my life story………
People always think of me as weird. I am always seen sitting alone, not in the
open space…most likely in the corner. All my life, I have been different.
Thinking beyond anyone else, I always shut myself out from others.
Likewise, people stay away from me, which I don’t mind. Most people are
illiterate in my school anyway, I wouldn’t want to be seen with those
ghastly excuses for humans. The way they treat themselves and others,
humans wouldn’t describe them at all. I think it as
terrifying, the world will fall in the hands of these people.
My childhood was filled with wonder. Ever since that incident, I wouldn’t be the same. My family and I were walking in some park. At the time, I was 7. We walked around this path, when all of a sudden, I stopped walking. The rest of my family didn’t seem to notice. Something was…calling me. I could feel something touching my mind. I turned, and I faced toward the woods. I started walking into the forest. All the way through, it felt like there was a trail right in front of me…highlighted so I could see where to walk. That path, the blueish-white path, seemed to go on forever. All of a sudden, it stopped dead in front of a tree. On that tree, was some kind of symbol.
That symbol…it was calling me. I went to touch it with my right hand. That tree seemed to be the perfect life form. I could tell it was happy to be what it was, and where it was. While I was caught up in this trance, the symbol seemed to glow. But, physically, it wasn’t glowing at all. After I came to my senses, I figured out that it wasn’t only not glowing……it wasn’t there. I thought it weird, so I turned around to go back.
Then, out of nowhere, this bright figure was right in front of me. It raced right into me, and as I felt both a cool and warm sensation at the same time, I heard a voice in my head…
“I will always be with you.”
I don’t know what happened after that. I do not know how I got back to my family. I don’t know if I passed out, or if I was conscious…but I know that I’m here and alive. I brushed off that incident afterwards. I was 7, and I though it was a prank, or my mind, or something like that. I continued life as I normally would. I got by school, made friends, lost friends, the works. I eventually forgot about it.
It wasn’t until I was 13 when I got back to that story. It was a bright Saturday morning, right after a midnight downpour. The grass seemed to shimmer, and it was the perfect temperature out. I figured it was a good idea to go for a ride to the park. So, I hopped on my bike and went. I spent the ride there thinking that the day was a little too perfect. I knew something was going to go wrong. I got off my bike and started to walk around the path. All was fine, until I got to that corner. I stopped, and stared into the forest. It was all coming back to me. That day the incident took place… May 9th, 1999. 3:16 PM……Partly cloudy, 76 degrees… I was wearing that brown shirt…with that necklace…in those shoes……I…remember…everything……that’s when I blacked out, right there on that path.
It was 8:30 in the morning, so no one was really out yet. When I woke up, some guy was standing over me. “Hey kid, you okay?” I just nodded, and walked home. …or, rode home. When I got back, I immediately ran into my room and laid down. All of these thoughts were rushing through my head…what was it, when was I-who was it that- where was- …It felt like my head was close to bursting. I wanted to find out what that figure was. I needed to know. I first started out with my friends. They just laughed and told me it was a dream. All except one. One of those friends believed me, and also wondered what it was. That friend turns out to be the only one I have today.
He didn’t know what it was, so I started searching online. I came across some ghost sites, but it didn’t compare to the experience I had. I kept looking, and I soon came across a magick site. I became fascinated with the site, but my parents soon found out and they thought I was crazy. They said if I ever go on that site again, they would send me to therapy. The only way I could keep searching was at school.
While searching, something caught my eye. One word…“psi.” I recognized the word because I played Earthbound and Super Smash Bros…where Ness used psi and PK. I scanned the site, then I came across three sites, then seven, then twenty. I knew I wasn’t crazy…because all of these people believed in this stuff. I soon enough stopped looking for answers, and I became intrigued with everything else.
While talking with someone, I brought up that incident. He said that the figure could have been my “spirit guide.” I did some research on these “spirit guides,” but I still don’t know if it was that or not. After a year of searching, I gave up. I continued my psi practices, even though I haven’t gotten any better…*cough*
A couple of months ago, a similar incident than happened to me. (as said in my log) I got lost in the woods, so I sat and meditated. Then, some light guided me to my yard. I thought that would have been it, but, it seemed different.
Today, I still search for answers. Every Saturday, I go back to that park and I try to find that tree. That one perfect tree…that changed my life. I am still searching for answers…but I feel that some of them have already been answered.
not a very big one....nor interesting. Oh well.
abnormal at all. So, before I get on with telling you about my life, I should first
name all the things I like now. I enjoy quiet walks in the woods, it’s really
serene. I also enjoy jazz and orchestrated music. Also, I am currently waiting for
Super Smash Bros. Brawl to come out. Okay, now time for my life story………
People always think of me as weird. I am always seen sitting alone, not in the
open space…most likely in the corner. All my life, I have been different.
Thinking beyond anyone else, I always shut myself out from others.
Likewise, people stay away from me, which I don’t mind. Most people are
illiterate in my school anyway, I wouldn’t want to be seen with those
ghastly excuses for humans. The way they treat themselves and others,
humans wouldn’t describe them at all. I think it as
terrifying, the world will fall in the hands of these people.
My childhood was filled with wonder. Ever since that incident, I wouldn’t be the same. My family and I were walking in some park. At the time, I was 7. We walked around this path, when all of a sudden, I stopped walking. The rest of my family didn’t seem to notice. Something was…calling me. I could feel something touching my mind. I turned, and I faced toward the woods. I started walking into the forest. All the way through, it felt like there was a trail right in front of me…highlighted so I could see where to walk. That path, the blueish-white path, seemed to go on forever. All of a sudden, it stopped dead in front of a tree. On that tree, was some kind of symbol.
That symbol…it was calling me. I went to touch it with my right hand. That tree seemed to be the perfect life form. I could tell it was happy to be what it was, and where it was. While I was caught up in this trance, the symbol seemed to glow. But, physically, it wasn’t glowing at all. After I came to my senses, I figured out that it wasn’t only not glowing……it wasn’t there. I thought it weird, so I turned around to go back.
Then, out of nowhere, this bright figure was right in front of me. It raced right into me, and as I felt both a cool and warm sensation at the same time, I heard a voice in my head…
“I will always be with you.”
I don’t know what happened after that. I do not know how I got back to my family. I don’t know if I passed out, or if I was conscious…but I know that I’m here and alive. I brushed off that incident afterwards. I was 7, and I though it was a prank, or my mind, or something like that. I continued life as I normally would. I got by school, made friends, lost friends, the works. I eventually forgot about it.
It wasn’t until I was 13 when I got back to that story. It was a bright Saturday morning, right after a midnight downpour. The grass seemed to shimmer, and it was the perfect temperature out. I figured it was a good idea to go for a ride to the park. So, I hopped on my bike and went. I spent the ride there thinking that the day was a little too perfect. I knew something was going to go wrong. I got off my bike and started to walk around the path. All was fine, until I got to that corner. I stopped, and stared into the forest. It was all coming back to me. That day the incident took place… May 9th, 1999. 3:16 PM……Partly cloudy, 76 degrees… I was wearing that brown shirt…with that necklace…in those shoes……I…remember…everything……that’s when I blacked out, right there on that path.
It was 8:30 in the morning, so no one was really out yet. When I woke up, some guy was standing over me. “Hey kid, you okay?” I just nodded, and walked home. …or, rode home. When I got back, I immediately ran into my room and laid down. All of these thoughts were rushing through my head…what was it, when was I-who was it that- where was- …It felt like my head was close to bursting. I wanted to find out what that figure was. I needed to know. I first started out with my friends. They just laughed and told me it was a dream. All except one. One of those friends believed me, and also wondered what it was. That friend turns out to be the only one I have today.
He didn’t know what it was, so I started searching online. I came across some ghost sites, but it didn’t compare to the experience I had. I kept looking, and I soon came across a magick site. I became fascinated with the site, but my parents soon found out and they thought I was crazy. They said if I ever go on that site again, they would send me to therapy. The only way I could keep searching was at school.
While searching, something caught my eye. One word…“psi.” I recognized the word because I played Earthbound and Super Smash Bros…where Ness used psi and PK. I scanned the site, then I came across three sites, then seven, then twenty. I knew I wasn’t crazy…because all of these people believed in this stuff. I soon enough stopped looking for answers, and I became intrigued with everything else.
While talking with someone, I brought up that incident. He said that the figure could have been my “spirit guide.” I did some research on these “spirit guides,” but I still don’t know if it was that or not. After a year of searching, I gave up. I continued my psi practices, even though I haven’t gotten any better…*cough*
A couple of months ago, a similar incident than happened to me. (as said in my log) I got lost in the woods, so I sat and meditated. Then, some light guided me to my yard. I thought that would have been it, but, it seemed different.
Today, I still search for answers. Every Saturday, I go back to that park and I try to find that tree. That one perfect tree…that changed my life. I am still searching for answers…but I feel that some of them have already been answered.
not a very big one....nor interesting. Oh well.
