Its
4am on a long Wednesday evening, just as the sun peers over top the
accumulation of clouds that has gathered since last night’s storm. I’m 8 years
old, smack dab in the middle of the live horror that is night terrors,
screaming bloody murder, bashing my fists into walls in an attempt to settle
the demons. Amidst the fear, for the first time, I could see a glimmer of light
in my otherwise dark dream world and she comes almost out of nowhere. Who could
it be? The next morning I rise earlier than per usual on a Saturday morning, to
find my guardian sitting at the foot of my bed, more alarmed at the fact I
could see through her rather than her identity. It was my Aunt Molly, a gentle
and often self-sacrificial person in life, taken way too young at the age of 67
due to invasive cancer, my childhood caregiver. Seeing this, the awe was almost
dialed down, I knew her, she knew me, but she was dead! She was dead and gone,
and now she is gazing at me from 3 feet away in her normal warm and securing
manner. She told me not to fret over the demons, they will stay asleep now and
she will make certain of that. Since that soul enhancing morning, I have never
again suffered a night terror, even while I still have nightmares; they are
more than quickly subdued. I believe time is an infinite portal, an always open
gateway to other lives, experiences, and lessons. How can you tell me people
die and go 6 feet under, that being all there is in store for each one of us at
the moment of death? When I have had such powerful forces in my time here on
earth which falsify that statement. When the shadow of death comes for each one
of us, it never leaves empty handed. I do not believe we just end up in a box
surrounded by dirt and rats and worms, I believe there is a further purpose for
us. Though our current human body is forever evaporated, I think our souls find
other venues to host. I saw my Aunt as a spirit, in the form I remembered her
in, but throughout my life I could feel her presence around me. When we adopted
our first dog Maxine, the untamed and curious beast would run to me and me
alone in anytime of fear. The way this animal stared at me, hopeful intent in
its eyes, the way that this dog laid in me, how she always felt I was her
safeguard. That is the same feeling I always acquired from my Aunt Molly. With
my dog, I felt no evil dwelling on me like a vulture as I had so long felt in
the past. I think spirits never leave; rather they transition into a new body,
a new start at life. Regardless of your thoughts or opinions I concretely
believe every insect, at one time or another was a human life. A human life
that now has the ability to fly, to spread its wing span and take new heights,
while others, possibly those who have made unforgivable mistakes and actions
turn into those cockroaches, spiders, and centipedes we try so desperately to
keep out of our homes and businesses. Life is a constantly revolving cycle that
needs equal re-filtering in order to maintain homeostasis and what better to
use as refill then the millions of people that die each day? Millions more are
born on the same day and who’s to say they’re not the reincarnation of
previously lived lives, though the soul doesn’t realize at the period in time.
You cannot tell me you’ve never met a person or animal who has reminded
yourself of an important person in your life, that somehow, in some strange
way, you felt connected to them, almost like you’ve known each other all your
life.
Reincarnation however, is not the
only direction your soul can go once it has passed. While some may have that
route, others may stay lingering in their natural spiritual forms. I full
heartedly believe the only means of improving the world around us, as well as
the only tried and true method to which improved living conditions throughout the
centuries was the fact that each generation must succeed the prior. We must be
better than our parents, smarter, wiser, and more deliberate. Our world is not
going to upgrade with each rising generation sitting on their bottoms. I think
the paranormal has always had a strong role in this throughout time, the way
they convey their messages usually go awry as most of take it to be a form of
haunting and we justly run from them. Instead, by listening to the true nature
of the message they are attempting to communicate we may be able to take their
advice, hear what didn’t work in their generation that in fact may or may not
work now. I’m not trying to convince anyone to take political advice from the
ghostly girl you see in your hallway each evening, but they have seen much more
than we in the living world have. So that haunting little girl, while she may
not offer you advice on the route your government should take, she can warn you
don’t go chasing your four-square ball through a busy street, or that man who
lives next door that always seems to be looking for his puppy, has never owned
a dog in his life. Spirits can haunt us, instill fear inside of our heads we
may never be able to rid ourselves of, and yet they can offer the greatest gift
of all: knowledge and knowledge is power, knowledge is leverage, and intellect
will save us from the eventual destruction we are gearing our over ego-ed
species towards. Instead of the continuation of a process that is quite
transparently failing, as we see with world famine and crippling violence, yet
perhaps if we took lessons from the supernatural our future may not be so dim.
It is intensely difficult to fathom such a ludicrous thought, learn from our
mistakes? Look back on the path of history and possibly not curve into the same
bullet? After Abraham Lincoln was shot by Mr. Booth, did we justly beef up our
presidential security in order to effectively protect the commander-in-chief? I
think not my good sir, as we lost our second greatest president, a young lad as
well, John F. Kennedy. I am not attempting to instill any belief in your noggin
that by conversing with spirits, we will correct every injustice in this world,
but rather should you come across one, listen do not dismiss. Learn from
mistakes of the past for application to wrongs in the future.
In the end, it’s up to you to
decide what you do or don’t believe, and it’s not going to affect me either
way. But do not make some rash decision without at least giving the powers of
this world a chance. Science cannot and will never explain everything; there
are many, many occurrences and forces in this world that we will never be able
to grasp fully. No matter how many Ghost Hunters search, and attempt to apply
science to the paranormal universe, it will never end justly. Ghosts and
extraterrestrial forces will always be present in the world of the living, but
believe any truth you would like too, because like I said, it’s all up to you
in the end.
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