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Originally posted by Vanitas
reply to post by Iwinder
I'll tell you something else, which I actually wanted to post before but reconsidered.
I am telling it now because it is relevant to "gut feelings".
A few years ago a good friend of mine met a man at a vernissage.
My friend is highly intelligent (and I am not just saying that), but she also likes the company of handsome men; and this man was unusually, extraordinarily, incredibly handsome. She said she had never seen anyone quite as handsome before. They talked and sipped wine and talked some more - all very innocent, no improper innuendos. The man also seemed to be very well-liked by everyone present.
As she was leaving the art gallery, this man (already in his car) offered to give her a lift home. She declined, and he insisted, but not in an unpleasant way. He said that he couldn't sleep unless he knew she arrived home safely - joking, of course, but in a nice and charming way.
As she lived nearby - so the ride couldn't take long anyway - and he was very charming she finally accepted.
He stepped out of the car and opened the other car door for her.
As she was about to slip into the car, standing very close to him and his smiling, amazingly beautiful face, she was suddenly struck by a totally irrational premonition that this man was going to harm her. She said her blood suddenly ran cold - so much so that she felt almost nauseous.
So she quickly invented an excuse - that she had to go back because she had forgotten something - and he said he would wait for her. She said it wasn't necessary, but he insisted.
She quickly went inside and asked a friend if she would come back home with her. But the friend was reluctant to leave, so my friend looked for a backdoor exit. Luckily they had one. She used it and hurried home.
Back home she felt very annoyed with herself - she had never done anything like that before - and for the next few days mulled over her own "stupidity" for standing up such a hunk.
Maybe ten or fifteen days later - less than a month later - she suddenly saw his unforgettable face on the TV news.
He had killed several women.
edit on 15-10-2012 by Vanitas because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by SSDDay
For some reason the way you conveyed your story I thought you were a woman and when you said you were headed home to your wife, I laughed a little inside! What made you so scared of a complete stranger that you would stop pumping gas when you were only 20% through? Seems weird to me.. I can't relate..
Originally posted by old_god
reply to post by Iwinder
Bumped into people like this before, they totally throw off your whole mental balance for days or weeks and can lead to depression as well.
Lots of negative energy, negative thoughts, an aura, can be projected onto other people which is why I try to keep certain people at arms length to avoid being "contaminated" by their feelings.
Try standing in front of a mirror, staring at yourself (your eyes) for a little while without blinking or turning away - this should reset whatever got knocked off key.edit on 15-10-2012 by old_god because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by Taupin Desciple
reply to post by Iwinder
Your story took me back to when I lived in a major city here in the U.S. You said you used to work in a brewery. I'm taking that as English slang for being a bartender? I used to drive cab in this one big city for a number of years so I've seen my share of "characters". Being in the public sector like this I''m sure you know what I mean when I say that you have good people who make bad choices, and then you just have bad seeds. They were born bad, they live bad and they're going to die that way.
There was this one guy who I remember getting that impression about........that you just don't want to know this guy. The thing with me is that I can tell a bit about people by looking at their eyes. Before I watch their mannerisms, body language and how they are around other people........it's their eyes. It's a habit I got into from being in the public sector for so long. It's a defense mechanism I guess. So I'm sure you know that some people have eyes that just seem to kind of see through you in a way. Piercing. Sometimes it's a good thing, like bedroom eyes or "Bette Davis" eyes or whatever, but sometimes there's just nothing good about it. They give you bad vibes.
This guy was a pretty shady character to begin with because of what he did for money. One day I was sitting on a car in an apartment complex I lived in as him and two other men were talking to this other kid about something. You could tell this guy was upset about something. Not "waving his gun in the air" angry, but upset. I was 50 feet away or so made a conscious effort not to look at him because even though I didn't know him personally, I knew of him, and I knew he was the type you didn't want to draw attention to. But the kid he was talking to and me knew each other casually, so the guy in question looks over and calls me over. I go over there and the first thing I noticed were his eyes. There was something dead and unfeeling about that man that I've never seen before and I don't ever want to see again.
My first thought was that yeah, the streets can make you rough around the edges, but that wasn't quite explaining this guy. There was just something really off about him. Not in a crazy way, just in very real and recognizably evil way. Bad vibe X's a thousand. When you talk to people like that in situations like that, you look them in the eye and vice versa. If you don't, you're lying. It doesn't matter if you're nervous so you don't want to make eye contact, and telling the truth, if you don't give someone else the kind of respect that eye contact gives, you're lying when you're talking. And someone like that you don't want to give the impression that you're lying.
So I looked him in the eye, told him what I knew about what we were talking about, and left. I made myself scarce from that complex for awhile just so I wouldn't have to deal him. That's how bad the feeling was. I don't think I've ever met anyone before him or since that made want to actually leave an area so I don't run the chance of bumping into them again. That guy just spooked the hell out of me. Even for the area I lived in at the time, this guy was bad news.
On a side note OP, how many more of these types of threads do you think we'll be seeing around here as we edge up closer to Halloween?
Just curious.
Originally posted by Raist
reply to post by Iwinder
To be honest at times it may. I hope that does not sound to strange but if something has become my "iron sight" so to speak I try to keep it in sight . If not I end up feeling very drained an totally lose focus. I am really struggling trying to explain this as I have never tried to explain it before.
It is almost as if I need that person or thing at that time to draw from and bring things into a clear view.
Granted it is not this way every time, but there are times it is like this.
Raist
Originally posted by tomra
Iwinder, very interesting story!
The first thing that comes to my mind are stories from those who claim to had encounters with ET dressed up as a human beeing. You´ll find bits and pieces of those stories in odd places, like in the "penetration" book by remote viewer Ingo Swan. Pretty fringe stuff but i find it interesting none the less and many of them describe an unexplainable intense fear beeing near this entities.
I have no clue but my gut tells me that there is something of significance in those stories.
Originally posted by Vanitas
reply to post by Iwinder
I'll tell you something else, which I actually wanted to post before but reconsidered.
I am telling it now because it is relevant to "gut feelings".
A few years ago a good friend of mine met a man at a vernissage.
My friend is highly intelligent (and I am not just saying that), but she also likes the company of handsome men; and this man was unusually, extraordinarily, incredibly handsome. She said she had never seen anyone quite as handsome before. They talked and sipped wine and talked some more - all very innocent, no improper innuendos. The man also seemed to be very well-liked by everyone present.
As she was leaving the art gallery, this man (already in his car) offered to give her a lift home. She declined, and he insisted, but not in an unpleasant way. He said that he couldn't sleep unless he knew she arrived home safely - joking, of course, but in a nice and charming way.
As she lived nearby - so the ride couldn't take long anyway - and he was very charming she finally accepted.
He stepped out of the car and opened the other car door for her.
As she was about to slip into the car, standing very close to him and his smiling, amazingly beautiful face, she was suddenly struck by a totally irrational premonition that this man was going to harm her. She said her blood suddenly ran cold - so much so that she felt almost nauseous.
So she quickly invented an excuse - that she had to go back because she had forgotten something - and he said he would wait for her. She said it wasn't necessary, but he insisted.
She quickly went inside and asked a friend if she would come back home with her. But the friend was reluctant to leave, so my friend looked for a backdoor exit. Luckily they had one. She used it and hurried home.
Back home she felt very annoyed with herself - she had never done anything like that before - and for the next few days mulled over her own "stupidity" for standing up such a hunk.
Maybe ten or fifteen days later - less than a month later - she suddenly saw his unforgettable face on the TV news.
He had killed several women.
edit on 15-10-2012 by Vanitas because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by TheSubversiveOne
I used to work in logging. At night i was driving along a logging road when I came across a guy standing on the side of the road hitch-hiking in a white suit. It was pitch dark, and on a very remote stretch of gravel road deep in the rockies, not a place for a suit. I thought he was stranded, and knowing I was likely the only other guy out here besides possibly some campers, I slowed down and asked him if he needed help. He didn't answer, but kept looking down the road with his thumb still out. I knew I was being pranked, but I still freaked and peeled out of there. I looked in the rear-view, and as he was engulfed by the darkness, he neither flinched nor stopped hitchhiking, just kept staring down the deserted road in his white suit.
But yeah great story! Your guy probably had a mental issue.edit on 15-10-2012 by TheSubversiveOne because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by SallieSunshine
I work with the public so every once in a while I do come across a person who gives off a down-right evil vibe. There have been times when I handed the person off to a co-worker because I just couldn't deal with the menacing aura coming from that person (and by the way both males and females). Have you ever read "The Gift of Fear" by Gavin Debecker? He talks about how we all have an instinct to know when we are in danger but we often ignore it out of a feeling of obligation to be 'polite'.
Sal