Never enough bloodflow to get both the brains workingHey as a male sometimes we listen to the wrong brain am I right?
The true brain obviously needed to take drastic measures.
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Never enough bloodflow to get both the brains workingHey as a male sometimes we listen to the wrong brain am I right?
The true brain obviously needed to take drastic measures.
Never enough bloodflow to get both the brains workingits always either or
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I think Negan discovered his brain briefly. But it was far to powerful, and it left him.Someone was telling you something NEGAN
It wasn't just some miracle of instinct. The brain is far more powerful than we know
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Told this story a few times here.
Byards rd Happy Valley SA 15 years ago
Driving one night about 1am , clear night , full moon , see a bloke walking same direction up ahead , wearing a robe.
1st thought is " senile old bloke gone walkabout "
Pull alongside , slow down and see bloke just walking staring up at the moon , he never looked at me or knew i was there.
Was a mates dad who'd passed away maybe a month earlier.
Same robe he wore around their house.
This was maybe 3 km away from where he lived ( he was headed in that direction too )
Another mate ( who'd never met the deceased ) went to my mates house and told me he saw a bearded man standing at the end of their hallway one day
I used to live on Byards Road.
If you knew who he was and where he was going, then why didn't you offer him a lift?
Wasn't all that keen on having a ghost in my car
Strange , i know lol
I admit i was baked but it just seemed too surreal to actually be happening.
Slept in his house after he'd passed and felt him there too.
Lovely bloke who always had time for me so i assume he was acknowledging me.
PS - i was 27 Byards 87-88 then 92-93 , up the hill on the opposite side of the school.
Not my last name but do the names " Skelton " and " Oppermann " ring any bells ?
My best mates wifes brother was at their house 1 day after he'd died , had never met him.
After they left the brother said " Was ######'s dad tall , bald with a white beard and wore a bath robe ???? "
Response was yes.
He'd seen old mate standing at the end of their hallway in the middle of the day
So you knew he had passed away? I think I misread your original posting. My bad.
Great story, can somewhat relate as a "choco" although I've never seen any monsters! Where was this exercise held?In 1985, when I was a very young Soldier I was the gunner for my section. That entailed carrying a machine gun (M-60) and a few hundred blank rounds.
On the first exercise with my new Bn, I was stood too at dusk, dutifully looking over my sights just in case the Musurian Liberation Army decided to attack. I have to educate you a little here - the gun is the last thing to fire, you don't want the bad guys to know where it is, and if you have grenades, it's better to use them than firing any rifle, because the opposition cant see you throw a grenade but can see your muzzle flash if you shoot. As this was the eighties, we where also using 1st gen NVG.
Anyhow, a few minutes before dusk, my#2 pointed out a "moving bush", we assumed it was the enemy scouting us. We did the right thing and alerted the pit next to us, and our Section Commander behind, all without making a noise. As dusk turned to dark, the enemy got a little bolder, and the pit next to us got the nod to throw a "grenade" (a whizz bang). When the grenade simulator went off, I had my head down as I was wearing NVG's, but when I lifted my head, 3 very large fuzzy figures popped up. We followed our ROE, and gave another 2 tugs on our comms cord. which meant we are getting close to firing(aka HELP!) . At that signal, out Sect Commander lit up our ambush light (a white flare mounted on a tree) - when that flare lit up, I knew we had an issue.
I only had blanks, but I let rip, my training must have been good because I fired my 50 rd belt off in short bursts, and one of the guys in the next pit threw another wizz bang and that's when we got a good look at what we had assumed was a couple of Soldiers in ghilllie suits - lets say 7 foot tall and 2 pick handles across the shoulders, reddish full body hair, a flat face with a boxers nose, no discernible ears, and a scream that no man could imitate. One ran through our harbor, and it wasn't one of our colleagues playing a joke.
Needless to say, the 12 of us spent a very uncomfortable night wishing our rounds were real![]()
I used to try and induce sleep paralysis during my astral projection phase. Never achieved astral flight, but the process of trying to get there involved the most intense meditation.Sleep paralysis is a horrible thing, yes i know and i read the scientific explanation but i cannot for the life of me think why i keep seeing this one evil figure all of my life. I have sleep paralysis for 20 years and this bastard has to be around every single time. I am doing ok getting little sleep for now, almost scared to fall asleep really.
Ok wtf is this post LOLI used to try and induce sleep paralysis during my astral projection phase. Never achieved astral flight, but the process of trying to get there involved the most intense meditation.
I remember once after a really busy day in front of the computer my eyes were bugged out. Did the astral attempt, body totally numb from lack of movement and I started to see a ghostly like vision. Totally understood it was probably eye strain, yet got these intense shivers flowing through me and the brain started to convince itself I was indeed in the presence of a ghost.
I gave up the meditation, and have gone back to abusing alcohol and taking drugs like a normal person.
Interesting experience just last night. I dream't I was about to have sex with a lass and jumped on her so fast I smashed the aggots. Woke up and thought 'goddamn it, even asleep me is a horny creep.'
Turned over and felt a sharp pain in my testicle. Either a massive coincidence of me dreaming of getting hit in the most unholy while simultaneously causing my real testicle pain by either accidental contact or some kind of bodily contortion...or the ghost I was trying to **** has kicked me in the balls.
I was 'allegedly' sexually and physically assaulted by a ghost you ****ing insensitive campaigner.Ok wtf is this post LOL
Why "allegedly"? You reckon a ghost is gunna sue you?I was 'allegedly' sexually and physically assaulted by a ghost you ******* insensitive campaigner.
You know full well I said 'meditation' you deplorable philistine.BTW you spelled 'medication' wrong in your original post.
Have had quite a few experiences with spirits or ghosts, and unexplained happenings,, over the weekend when l get some spare time will share my experiences with you all
LolHow will we know it's you?
Don't leave us hanging!Have had quite a few experiences with spirits or ghosts, and unexplained happenings,, over the weekend when l get some spare time will share my experiences with you all
Sorry been sick lately will do very soon promiseDon't leave us hanging!