reply to post by NormallyWeirdDude
When I was in college, I visited a very old lady who was known to be psychic and prophetic.
When I sat down to talk with her, she spoke of many things, which later came true.
One subject in particular really got me interested.
She told me she smelled a strong odor of marijuana when I came into the room. No, I wasn't a smoker of MJ. I was a student of art related subjects
and went to classes with and worked on group projects with many smokers of the weed.
She told me she saw someone who reminded her of the image that westerners associated with Jesus, he had long hair, a beard and was wearing sandels.
She said she felt the evil within him and that nothing good would come of my visit with him the next day.
She told me, .
"Stay at home tomorrow."
Well, the next day I was to go to a friend's house to work on an art class project with him and some others. He fit the description she spoke of. I
can't explain it all, but it just wasn't the physical description of him, which, at the time, seemed to apply to a lot of people I associated with
in college. But the image that formed in my head, when she spoke of this guy, was vivid.
So, I stayed home. And that afternoon, when I would have been at my friend's house, the police burst into the house and destroyed all the objects of
art there, gathered up a few ounces of the dreaded weed and carted everyone off to jail.
A few of the folks spent some time in jail, but not my friend who lived in that house. His dad was wealthy and bought his son's way out of jail and
all was well for him, but not the rest.
Had I gone to my friend's house to work on that art project, I would surely have missed the rest of the semester and have lost my scholarship
Oh, too, this dear old lady also spoke of some things that would occur between my then girlfriend and me. She was very detailed in her
descriptions........and they all came to pass. And, 37 years later, I'm still happily married to this girl. But not without going through a personal
hell, just as this dear lady predicted.
Heh. The woman told me I would forget all she had told me about me and my girlfriend, that there was nothing I could do to prevent what was to occur.
And that, eventually, all would be well, and I would remember her words to me, after the course of events was completed. And it all happened, just
like she said it would, and I only remembered her words to me, once all was well again.