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When I was about 7 or 8 (peak age to perceive paranormal s**t- coincidence? Probably not) I couldn't go into the bathroom at my aunt's house. When the lights were off (or sometimes, even when they were on) I'd see one or two, or on rare occasion three, white, blurry silhouettes standing in the mirror. I'd even bothered to tell my parents, and they carried me in to show me there "wasn't anything there". We went in, and not only did I see the silhouettes, but I didn't see my parents or myself reflected. The house has since been sold, so I've not been able to go back to confirm anything. ):
This time, when I was closer to 9, I was going under my bed to grab a box full of costume stuff. I duck underneath, and I see two tennis ball sized eyes, like those of a cat, glowing dimly and looking back at me. I was stunned for a few seconds (shock from fear) and immediately bolted out. Naturally, my mom said there was nothing there. I didn't look under my bed for the next 6 months. (As far as it being a toy/flashlight/tennis balls, it wouldn't be possible. The only things under my bed were books, clothes, and aforementioned box.)
This last one is weird. It happened for as long as I lived in this house in Lynnwood, Washington (2nd grade - Senior year in high school, when I moved out). I would perpetually have dreams where I was being chased by a malicious entity. Sometimes I would see it, and it would just be a shadowy creature on four legs, glowing yellow eyes. Imagine a heartless, but way ******** creepier; it was solid black, so black, that it didn't seem to have texture. All I knew was that it exuded hate and aggression, and it wanted nothing more than to hurt me. Sometimes I would dream(?) that it was in my room. Often, I would have vivid visions of something being in my closet or under a pile of clothes in my room. In retrospect, I can't remember if they were dreams or if they really happened. And it would happen so often... Wow. This is the most I've remembered of it. Needless to say, the strange thing is, I never had these nightmares again, except for two weeks when I had to crash at that house again. They came back for that short period, and went away as soon as I left again. probably the strangest occurrence.
 8Bit Jack · Mon Jun 15, 2009 @ 01:18am · 1 Comments |
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"I Don't Know How the ******** I Made it" Beef Stroganoff |
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1) Go get your ingredients. Argue with the cashier woman that, yes, ground beef is indeed on sale. When she comes back, you will find that not only was the sign inaccurate and didn't specify it was only the larger packs that were on sale, but the cashier lady has replaced the pack you originally picked up with one of these larger packs. Disgruntled, wave her an okay, yes, just ring it the ******** up.
2) Brown the ground beef. To start, mix in a large pinch of cumin and a pack of beef ramen stock and, hey, cinnamon might go kinda good with this. Oh, yeah, you had pumpkin pie spice. Don't have any nutmeg, so this'll do. And- ah, hell. Just use the two pound pack instead of bothering to measure out one pound of beef. Mash it up like a meatloaf, and poke at it every now and again over medium heat until it looks tasty.
3) While you're cooking the beef, throw the egg noodles into the water you've been boiling. After they've sat for a few moments, realize that there's room to throw some more noodles in the pot. Attempt to do so, and spill a few pieces so that they land in the flames of your gas stove. Quickly use a fork to flick them the ******** out of there before they start smoking, and burn some hair on your fingers in the process.
4) Once the beef is ready, throw in a can of cream of mushroom soup mix and, hey, that's an odd color... It smells kinda funny. Oh, whaddaya know, it's cream of mushroom with garlic? Weird. Also add a few large tablespoons of sour cream. A couple more. Hell, it's only eight ounces and you've got nothing you need sour cream for, any way. Dump the whole thing in. Mix it together over medium-low, notice it's a bit stiff, and then throw in a splash of milk.
5) Drain the noodles once they're fairly soft. Pour it into the pan with the beef and curse because you made way too many noodles. Whatever, just mix it all together and find that it mixes together well enough.
Makes enough to fill 5 Gladware entree containers for lunch everyday for the week ahead.
8Bit Jack · Sun Feb 22, 2009 @ 02:41am · 2 Comments |
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I know I bring it up every now and again that I'm into metaphysics. I don't know how this might be interpreted, so I kinda feel I should finally up and summarize what it is I mean by "being into metaphysics".
I tend to say a lot of things as though they're fact, but really, it's more along the lines of, "I've read this, this seems to be the consensus, and seems plausible". I'm trying to keep as cool, level, and as sane of a head as possible. A lot of what I'm exploring is terrifically offbeat, and at times hard to believe. My main concern is that friends will think I've gone down a loony spiritual path, and perhaps lost a handful or two of my marbles. Again, I'm going about this very cautiously and studiously. My mantra for all this is (and will continue to be) "High hopes, heavy skepticism."
I don't subscribe to any religion or philosophy in particular, and I maintain that I am atheist. I'm approaching all sorts of teachings and research with an enormous grain of salt. I don't believe anything I haven't experienced myself, or anything that isn't directly supported by what I've experienced. I think there's a lot more to nature than science would teach. However, it seems like it's abandoned by science because a lot of it wouldn't make sense according to our vast understanding of physics.
Energy. Ki, chi, q'i, prana, magick, whatever the ******** you wanna call it. A lot of different cultures call it a lot of different things, but all major religions and cultures have a fairly deep metaphysical sect. I find that troubling as far as learning goes; deciding what to call this force [pardon the term] that allegedly resides in each living thing, and in certain cases, inanimate things. For sake of convenience, I'll stick with calling it "energy". The way energy moves in our plane is widely disputed. Some say it has to flow through contact of different entities, some say it can be manipulated freely through our plane, and others say it operates on its own plane and doesn't follow our same rules of physics (ie: Magickal Law of Contageon). I have no sound theory onto the how or why. Many people claim to know, but there are so many diverse theories on the same premise. All I know is, I've been able to feel and manipulate energy to a minimal extent. I can direct its flow through and around my body and form superfluous energy balls. [Fun experiment you can try yourself! Sit in a comfortable position in a chair, on a pillow, etc. that won't make you fall asleep. Holding your hands about 3-4 inches (just an estimate, doesn't have to be precise) apart, channel your energy between your hands; focus on the image of an orb. You may feel warmth, a chill, tingling, pressure, etc. People perceive energy differently (if that wasn't already apparent). Try and be conscious of whether it's energy, or just your muscles being too tense and creating a phantom feeling. If you feel pressure, pull one hand away, and if the sensation leaves, you had an energy ball going.] That's about it. I can focus it to various chakra points with no noticeable effect, other than my crown chakra just expanding my consciousness. [Fun experiment you can try yourself! Sit in a chair, on a pillow, or any other meditative pose that won't incline you to fall asleep. Breathing steadily, focus your energy to the top of your head. If you start feeling like you're getting smaller, you're doing it right.] That's about all I've got to say on energy that doesn't have to do with
Crystals. A more disputable area of metaphysics. Rocks that have their own energies and purposes? Certainly odd. I don't know how much to put into it, myself. But, like so many other aspects of metaphysics, it can only be attempted if some farfetch'd beliefs are humored. I haven't had the success I'd intended to with my ametrine pyramid. [Cue "stuff I've read" time] Amethyst is a stone that helps to accentuate the third eye chakra, which in turn aids in perception of energy and the "super"natural. Citrine is a stone that mostly acts as a cleanser, the kidney of gemstones, if you will. Having these two stones mixed into one is a handy combination. While it hasn't increased my perception [I'd really hoped it'd help me to see auras. Not to write the stone off entirely, I've not exactly kept up with a meditation regimen. By not exactly, I mean not at all], it still has allowed me to show several people what I mean by energy. [Fun experiment we can try if we ever meet up! Ask me to remove the ametrine pyramid from the wristband I wear, and place it in your palm. I'm gonna use my mystical powers of Jew-Jew and using a cushion of energy, I can make the stone wobble. It's the craziest s**t. I didn't believe it the first time I did it in my own palm.] My laser wand quartz is particularly noteworthy. It has characteristics of a laser wand (good for focusing energy), singer (has an audible ring to it that's different from other stones; also said to aid in channeling with extraterrestrials), and tabular (marked by notches on the sides; said to be a "record keeper". It can be used akin to a filing cabinet, running your finger down the side to open and up to close) quartz's. The only aspect I've been exposed to is simply focusing energy. Again, humoring wiccan texts [in a particularly aloof, skeptical, and unsuspecting manner], I drew elemental invoking pentacles (earth, fire, wind, water- no "heart" wink and immediately felt a sort of presence. Unnerved, I quickly drew the respective banishing pentacles, and the presence left. Haven't ******** with it since. My only other success has been my pendulum; dark ametrine with mica flecks. Hasn't been terribly accurate for prediction, but has been invaluable in answering matters of the present. [ie: Trying to figure out just what the ******** is residing at my friend's house- at the very least, it's apparent that it's a poltergeist of sorts. I'll avoid details as to respect their privacy.] Has a bit of an attitude and is a stickler for semantics, but has been a helpful tool in my exploration.
There's all that, plus my supernatural experiences that took place before I took a deeper interest in the field. I'll add them later, but for now, I'm kinda tired of typing. x_x Hopefully this isn't a case of TLDR, and hopefully I get some decent replies.
Peace. cool
8Bit Jack · Wed Jan 14, 2009 @ 05:25am · 0 Comments |
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8Bit Jack · Sun Dec 23, 2007 @ 06:21pm · 0 Comments |
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I Share a Lunch Line with Reggie Fils-Aime |
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Apparently so. I was waiting for my chicken strips and onion rings when the President of the NOA walks up to pay for his food. I suppose I'm a smidgen more of a fanboy than I realized, because I had this innate urge to go up to him and shake his hand. Then again, it was humbling in a way to see someone so high up grabbing grub with the rest of us. I'd seen him in the Earthbound conference room before, but... Wow. Almost surreal.
8Bit Jack · Tue Dec 11, 2007 @ 04:54am · 1 Comments |
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-Mario VS DK: March of the Minis
-Star Fox Command
-VC Paper Mario
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8Bit Jack · Tue Dec 11, 2007 @ 04:50am · 0 Comments |
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