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Originally Posted by keg in kc
It's like, while I don't think there's life after death or demons or anything like that, I still don't want to open that door anyway, just in case. No point in tempting fate. So if you want to explore haunted houses and graveyards, or play around with ouija boards, more power to you. Just leave me out of it.  |
you've got some very interesting posts in here....some interesting ideas. one could make an argument that entertaining the idea of ufo's being real while at the same time discounting the possibility that after life, angels and demons could be real as well......one could argue that this seems illogical?
I'll say this....if ghosts are real....I don't think they are human. if they are real I think they want us to believe they are or once were human....but I don't buy it. if there's an afterlife and I could possibly be a ghost someday....I'm not willing to believe I'm gonna be stuck in my dilapidated house man! what a gyp!
as for the ouija board comment....
I've had a very few weird things...scary things happen to me....but only one time have I seen something that shouldn't/couldn't happen....only one time have I seen something like that and there was simply no questioning what I saw. there was no doubt.
I'd went to a friends house to spend the night. I was in the 4th grade. we were in his bedroom and he brought out a ouija board. I'd never seen one nor did I even know what it was or how it is "supposed" to work. he explained that you touch the planchette and ask questions and it will move and answer. bullshit. we touched it...asked a question and it moved. bullshit. you are moving it I told him. after a few attempts I was firmly convinced my friend was ****ing with me. he swore he wasn't so I asked that we put our fingers very very close but do NOT touch the planchette. I don't remember what question we asked....but we were sitting on the top bunk and I was watching his fingers like a hawk....and that sumbitch moved. not a lot...and not far...maybe less than half and inch....but he wasn't touching it and I wasn't touching it and I saw it move. 100% certain...it moved and we weren't touching it. in a split second I went from feeling confident and brave to immediately being filled with fear. I was off the top bunk and into the living room with his parents in seconds. as silly and uneventful as that sounds.....there is no natural explanation for it.
I wouldn't mess around with the damn things. just don't do it.