Monday, 14 February 2011
Faces.
Like most people, I suppose, I’ve always been prone to seeing faces in things like clouds and fire embers. But in some moods, I only have to close my eyes to see them appearing and disappearing on the back of my eyelids. And I mean really see them, plain as day in sharp detail, like photographs being projected on a screen. I never recognise them; they’re never people I know. I haven’t a clue who they are or where they come from. That’s weird, ain’t it?
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Maybe you are channeling somethings or someone. I think that is very possible.
I like seeing faces in things. Especially food, like Jesus on a Potato chip. Or Abraham Lincoln on a penny.
You have a subtle sense of humour? Blimey! Scorpios!
And since you mention channeling, when are we going to get some creepy stories on PP? Like you promised.
Like Emily Dickenson said, "The brain is wider than the sky" ... and your brain ... is most certainly a fascinating place! (I like seeing faces in things, too) Sending a smile your way~
Hiya, Shay! 'Fascinating' is a good euphomism. Er, thanks...
The feather is now hanging from a branch of a shrub in the garden. I think they like it.
Well then, it's a good euphemism for us both ... and! I am thrilled that you think they like it.
I'll put some up soon. I'm weird; i have blogs but i'm so insanely private. I want to share more of my writing and art, but i never show my "real" stuff. That is why i am going to start using the other blog and have it be invite only. So, i'll start with some of my grandmother's ghost stories. She lived in so many places that she says were haunted; i think she was actually the one who was haunted; she was an antennae of sorts.
Shay: Sounds good to me.
Andrea: Haven't I said the same about myself?
I believe you have.
It's one of the reasons why Helen says she's glad she doesn't live with me any more. She found it a bit spooky.
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