TrampInaTux

Needlessly creating arguments doesn't make you smart either.

jibber

it makes sense to me, and probably to everyone else on the boards too. using those words may not make someone sound smart, but not being able to comprehend a simple sentence like she's used sure makes you sound like an idiot.

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TrampInaTux

This guy stands for everything that people hate in MusicBanter and why so many people question staying with these forums. It would be better off without him.

dog

'sigh'. im not gonna bother.

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TrampInaTux

Good. Now we can get back on topic and try not to ruin another good thread.

jibber

anyways, back to the topic, i agree with ladyluckrules, i dont believe in ghosts as scary ghouls haunting old houses and such, but i do believe that people who have died can still exist as energy or something of the sort after they've passed on.

when i was 12, one of my best friend's dad was killed in a skiing accident. I was really close to her family, i'd grown up with her, so her parents were almost like second parents to me. just to tell you a little bit about this guy, he was someone who was the epitome of the outdoorsy type, he was really like the cliched wilderness man. another thing that i always remember about him was his ability to turn even the most devastating situation into something managable, no matter what was going on, he'd be able to be optimistic and hopeful about it, and what's more, make everyone else believe things were going to be ok as well. anyways, that summer, my family and their family went on a camping trip together. one day, it was pissing rain, just absolutely pouring, and my friend and i were sitting inside our tent. for the first time since he had died, she started really talking about it. for weeks she'd never cried once, and at that moment she just broke down completely, i can't even imagine the amount of pain she must have been feeling at that moment. anyways, at that moment, when she was sobbing so hard she litterally couldnt breathe, it stopped raining, and the thing i remember most was just this intense quiet, and when we got outside the tent, the sun was just rediculously bright, and there was this incredible rainbow starting to come out. I know it sounds completely cliche and everything, and alot of people are going to be scoffing at this, but both of us believe that it was her dad's way of telling her that everything would be alright, and that her and her family would be ok. so yeah, thats my story about "ghosts" or whatever you want to call it.

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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.
William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways

Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass.

HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

Imonlydancing

This isn't really ghosts. But it's weird all the same.
my grandma had a miscarrige once, and when she was in hospital and asleep, she had a dream where she was floating up to the ceeling and into the clouds, or something to that extent. In this dream, she managed to push herself back down to the ground, and later when she woke up, the said she had almost died, or something. and she thinks that if she hadn't have pushed herself back down, she wouldn't be with us today.


So that reeaally wasn't ghosts.

jibber

another story, not sure how relavant it is to the topic, but it's interesting. my mom's dad died when she was 24, years before her and my dad even got married, so I never had a chance to meet him. from what i've heard, he was an amazing man, and ALOT like my mom, and also a lot like me. anyways, throughout the years, my mom has noticed just rediculously coincidental similarities between me and her dad. for instance, if I'm having dinner, i can't eat in a dimly lit room, so if someone is passing by a lightswitch, i'll say "oh, could you turn the lights on so i can see what i'm eating?" I said that to my mom one day, and she just looked at me with this really shocked expression on her face. apparently her dad used to say that exact thing, word for word, whenever he sat down and ate.

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What you've done becomes the judge of what you're going to do -- especially in other people's minds. When you're traveling, you are what you are right there and then. People don't have your past to hold against you. No yesterdays on the road.
William Least Heat Moon, Blue Highways

Your toughest competitor lives in your head. Some days his name is fear, or pain, or gravity. Stomp his ass.

HOOKED ON THE WHITE POWDER

Imonlydancing

I read a book once about this girl coming back as her grandmother who she'd never met. kinda like that...maybe not. but yeh.

Urban Hat€monger ?

I had this friend who was a spiritualist who claimed she had the spirit of dead people watching over her.

Anyway basically I thought she was talking out of her arse.

One night me & her *cough*spent the night together and i`m lying in bed with her , she`s asleep & I had this strong feeling of someone being in the room with us & could hear things moving around & suddenly felt really cold.

Never been so freaked out in my life.
I told her that I felt really odd the next day & she just laughed at me & pointed out that it wasn`t all bullsh*t after all

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