Well, today has been fun. I almost broke my refrigerator door with my butt. I decided to haphazardly hop and twerk backward without realizing that someone was in the refrigerator, oops. It made for some great laughter and possibly a bruised buttcheek, tomorrow will tell the tale, or tail? Hehe. Today I feel energetically laggy, but I had that one burst of energy and decided to make the best of it. It reminds me of the time I could feel spirits watching me on one of the top floors of the hotel.
I was the only living person on the floor and I was being watched and followed, the energy became borderline annoying and overwhelming. I could see the silhouette of heads pop out down the hallway around the doorway. Why they were so curious but unwilling to fully interact I have no idea. With them deciding to continue on with the peeping finally I decided okay then I’ll give you something to look at it. I began to twerk very badly in the hallway and busted out laughing at the entire ridiculous scenario. It would have been twice as funny had my boss ventured to check up on me, though she wouldn’t have been the least bit surprised at my explanation. I was always trying to liven up the place, no pun intended.
That is just how the energy could be at times with them watching and making it known they were watching but not interacting otherwise. The times when it was full force interactive was something else to deal with. Some days it was more about startling or spooking people. I’m sure it is just like a variety of living people, they have their personalities and there are always pranksters. I think people are under the impression that we don’t retain aspects of our personalities in death, but that hasn’t been my experiences at all, that is even more so true for those who choose to stay in limbo. Yes that is an option, we have free will and we don’t have to move on if we don’t want to. For some they want to stay back with their family, some are waiting for someone in particular. Others are afraid of judgment having been less than great in their life, maybe having done something terrible. Some don’t go because they are just that afraid of the unknown. Others are confused maybe because their death was traumatic or maybe they weren’t of a sound mind in their life. There are countless factors at play. We aren’t suddenly white-washed and perfect upon our deaths.
I don’t have much insight on death beyond the spirits activity I have encountered in my life. I don’t know what is like where they go, I know they come and go from wherever they are, though I’m not entirely sure they can do so at any given time. I’m not even sure how time works for them, I don’t think it operates quite the same. What is time anyway? I’m not sure I would be quick to move on because there’s suddenly no limit to the exploration of the world and maybe even the universe. I might go, but only if I can still explore. That’s gonna be my stipulation, I’ll go but I want to come back and roam and watch my family. Oh wouldn’t it be fun if you can go back in time too and explore, heck yeah. What about the future, ugh I want to at least see a flying car. There’s a lot to look at with this scenario. Oh man, what if I’m one of the spirits haunting myself my whole life? The possibilities are endless. Wouldn’t that be a plot twist? Haunted by yourself. Maybe that is how the theory of your higher self works. Watching and knowing what is about to happen, wonder if we could influence it at all or if it is like watching a movie? I know I’ll be yelling at myself nooooo don’t do it. Covering ghostly eyes, I can’t watch this and on the good parts, asking can we rewind this, slow-mo, pause? It could be fun, something to think about. We really don’t know what it is like, even those of us who know that we do still exist.
Confessions of a Haunting Freak 