Subconscious Perception(for your minds eye)

Strange But True

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This is # 1 in a series of true stories about strange happenings in my life; I will try to present them chronologically... The first inkling that I was a "different" child occured to me when I was 12 years old... My family and I lived in a 3 bedroom house on a dirt road; it was not any diffrerent from any other house on that road, or any older, so I cannot account for what happened as being part of the house's history... My two sisters and I shared one large bedroom, as my father had knocked out the wall between two bedrooms to make one large one (he was always doing that stuff). I was assigned one end of the bedroom, while my sisters got the other end. The only door to the room was at their end, on my left as I slept; it opened up into the hallway. One night, about 3 days after my grandmother passed away (I never knew if this had anything to do with this incident), I awoke from a deep sleep with a start, and looked directly at that door. I saw a white form glide in the doorway, and head directly for my bed. It was very bright, so that I could barely look at it without wincing. For some reason, I was not at all afraid. It reminded me of the pictures of the Virgin Mary that I had heard about; I could not see the face, but it definitely had a long flowing robe, and long hair, and appeared to glide, rather than walk. My middle sister had awoken during this, and called out to me, then hid under her covers, shaking. So I was left to deal with it on my own. It came over to the side of my bed, and gently took my right arm, looking at me. It said to me "come with me", but I did not hear spoken words. I only got the "impression" of the request in my head, if you can undertand this. I got the feeling that she was trying to show me something. At this point, I began to be afraid, and jerked my arm away, refusing the request. My sister was still over in her bed, shaking and peeking out from under the covers. Then whatever it was looked at me very sadly, and turned and glided thru the wall to outside. When she looked at me, I felt an overwhelming sense of sadness coming from her, that I carry to this day when I think of what happened. I went back to sleep directly, without speaking to my sister, whom I dubbed :"the chicken" from then on. The next morning, we looked at each other silently, and she blurted out, "I saw it!." This is not the end of the story. Much later in my life, and trying to recover from a very emotional divorce, I went on a group retreat for some solace. We were broken down into small groups at one point, and the team leader asked our group to talk about a life changing event in our lives. I think he got more than he bargained for. One of the team members proceeded to tell a story, and it was just what happend to me! Then another one told the same story! Then I told my story! This happened to all of us at the exact same age, and under the exact same circumstances. We later got to be very good friends; there was a special bond between us...

Ok I wasn't really sure to put this in the dreams or strange but true category but here it is.

First off I am the editor of this site and yes I too have strange dreams etc. About three or more years ago I had a dream, I know what you're thinking, how could I remember a dream after three years, well the only reason I did is because from time to time I like to use my dreams as inspiration for paintings. Anyway In my dream I was looking from New Jersy towards New York from accross the water at all the buildings etc. and in front of the view still on the New Jersy side was a huge cage full of people and surrounding the cage were some crocodiles with WINGS, on top of the cage was either myself or somebody else "not sure" and that person was trying to unlatch the gate of the cage to set the people free. Under any other circumstances this dream may not seem so signifigant but since Sept.11,2001 it really made me think........ Have a good look at it and tell me what you think.

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