Thursday, 25 October 2012
Funny, I was gonna write about spooky experiences here and I've drifted into nice ones. I've had more nice ones than spooky ones, so that's a good thing I guess.
After I saw the lights on the wall I remained in an altered state of consciousness for a while. It was like fear and darkness couldn't touch me. The same thing happened when I was slain in the spirit years before, but that's another story. It's sad that there is contention between religions and so many people think that their religion is the only right one. Religions are just the outer framework over a spiritual nucleus, and that nucleus is available to all people. Christianity is hated by a lot of people these days and it's easy to see why. But the same things you can hate in Christianity, you can find in all other religions too - the hypocrisy, violence and pressure to conform can be found in all religions if you look on the low end of the spectrum. Back to the story...
There was a Christian coffeehouse near where I lived. I was there one evening shortly after my experience and a couple of guys came up to the place and started yelling at the place and throwing rocks. A couple people went outside to deal with it, but came back in, not having made any progress in resolving the situation. The girls inside got real scared and ask me to go out and do something about it. I didn't know what to do. At that time I was even more non violent than I am now, and I'm really non violent now, except if Zombies or FEMA comes. So I got up and went out the door and walked towards these guys, not having a clue about what to do. As I approached them, they stopped yelling and just looked intently at me with a somewhat frightened look on their faces. I got up to them and one of them said, "You're not like the rest." They dropped their rocks and turned and walked away. When I got back inside, the people, who had been watching the event, told me that there was a light coming from my body. I had no idea.