posted on Dec, 11 2014 @ 06:20 PM
a reply to: Kantzveldt
That atmosphere you speak of... whether dark or, better, joyous, exists.
I used to laugh at the silly 'new agers' and their constant, imprecise talk of "energy"... and then I felt something in the atmosphere, in a wildly
'disturbed' house, that I'd never felt... different from the pre-storm charge... something peculiar to life, I guess, without an accompanying body to
contain it... and I had to admit somethings I'd rather not... being a bit of a science nerd... so I hear ya.
I have also felt that impending ...something... but different, like impending emergence. I am glad you cleared the atmosphere of the little buggers,
as by all accounts, they are frightening and, at best, playfully mean.... but then again, you might've missed out on quite the experience... but
experiences such as that are better left when one has company.
One such feeling for me came in an old mountain valley, and strangely, others there spoke about it independently... later, when alone, it built so I
was sure something huge but invisible was breathing down my neck. But conversely, we all had images of little people in our minds, as we found out
later when it was discussed.
And I'm starting to imagine you in a massive, gothic residence in the liminal area between woods and moors... with dark idols buried in the tangled
roots of oak trees planted with corpses... heh.
edit on 12/11/2014 by Baddogma because: (no reason given)