Originally posted by dgtempe
Its very scary to me.
I believe its been about two months give or take a few days. I took the message to mean i didnt have much time, thats why this thread jumped out at
me. I try to shrug it off, but its always in the back of my mind.
That's strange.. I mentioned in a different thread recently a 'state' I was in a few years ago, 2004.
I call it a psychotic episode, because literally, I was pulling my computer case apart trying to find the source of this music I was hearing. It
started just as a low volume song, that I couldn't quite make out, and the closer I got to the case, the more I could hear it, till it was as if I
was listening to a cd-player.
I ripped the fan out of my pc, and powered it up with a molex plug, and I could start and stop the music. But it was then I hear what the songs were,
and well, they were'nt songs about love and joy thats for sure.
During the same time, when I lay in bed, my entire body would vibrate, and what also spins me out is someone else in this thread said something
similar - I could see a swirling whispy vortex above me, that would change shape, and it was as vivid as anything. I literally lay there watching it
and little specks would fall off it, and I could watch them float down, and literally feel a 'spark' or a small 'shock' if they touched me.
I also, at the time, was seeing dark orbs coming out of the walls. Thats what caught your post to my attention, as dark orbs are often associated with
pending death. I literally thought I was going to die.
It was only when I heard music coming out from the house across the road, as loud as anything, at 1:45am, and I headed out the back, down the driveway
and stood there listening to it, that I heard my dog's claws tapping on the pavement behind me, and my mother said "What are you doing out here at
this bloody time of the morning? You're a bloody weirdo."
And I stood there stunned, I couldn't see anyone. But I heard it as loud as day. I thought it was just dark, so I went inside to ask what she was
talking about, and saw the dog fast asleep at her closed door, lights off.
It was then, I reconsidered everything I was thinking. I could still hear the damn music tho. I had to put on headphones with real music to stop the
stuff constantly playing at me. and even then, when a song ended, I could hear it.
There were so many things going on at the time in my life, medications, substances, etc. So I know it was a psychotic break, but there are so many
similarities with what I went thru and what Im reading here that I wonder if there really is a difference..... between actually being out of
'synch' with the world and seeing/hearing the demons and angles, and being 'ill' and having the same things occur.
Oh and I still get the vibrations once in a while, and if it's really quiet, I always hear a humming noise. almost like a distant rumble. and if I'm
not feeling too crash hot, I still can hear music.
I just put that down to having a brain that hates me, however.
Never been a vegetarian, wanted to but I would be a hypocrite, because I love meat.