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Right, this may have been done before so I apologise if it has. But let me start off; I don't believe in religion, or any Gods. I never have, if I don't see something myself or proof of something, then I don't believe it. I've always been a scientific person.
But my auntie has had some things happen over the course of the last few years, which have made me believe in an afterlife, or at least "something".
I'll give you a couple of examples.
The psychic hadn't spoken to my auntie or her son beforehand (only one of them went with her), and they weren't talking about the bulb antics at any point after leaving the house - they put it down to not screwing in the bulbs properly. You can say it's a coincidence but how often do you have trouble with your electrics (apart from Nick Cave and his ever-exploding microwaves)?
Also...
If anyone else told me all that I would instantly think "bollocks" so I'm sure you will as well, which is totally fair enough. But it's not just my auntie telling us these things; she has witnesses in the form of her son and my cousin, and a few other people as well. They all recall the story the exact same way when you get them alone so I'm sure it's the truth, and as far as I'm concerned, all of this is too much of a coincidence.
Last one about my auntie for now...
Of all the names he could have picked if he was cold-calling, John, Paul, Rover or whatever, he said Pepé.
Last one of the lot, this one happened to my dad's dad's parents, who obviously told everybody about it after it had happened. My dad fears this stuff totally now and gets very, very defensive when anybody talks about afterlife stuff, saying "it's a load of bollocks, shut up, you're not stupid enough to believe in that".
So there you go. Just wondering what the thoughts of Evo-Web are on this. Whether you've had or heard of similar experiences, whether you believe in it or whether you think it's a load of crap.
Jaygrim need not apply because I already know he doesn't believe in aliens and ghosts.
But my auntie has had some things happen over the course of the last few years, which have made me believe in an afterlife, or at least "something".
I'll give you a couple of examples.
My auntie was watching TV at 3am on the day of her first meeting with a psychic - but she didn't know she would be meeting him at the time. As she was watching TV, the ceiling light went off, the bulb just went "PING". Obviously that's nothing out of the ordinary, and she didn't know she was seeing a psychic that day, so she just said "bloody bulb" and went to fetch her son (who is always up as late as she is).
She asked him to swap the bulb, so he did. She switched the light on and it still wouldn't come on. So they left it and a few hours later, quite early in the morning, her other son comes around and says "you fucking poof, you can't even put in a lightbulb properly?!"
He gets up there, changes the bulb, switches it on, STILL no light. Looking like a bit of an idiot he says "all these bulbs can't be broken surely, they're all new". So the first son goes back up there again and this time, when she switches the switch, the bulb works.
Shortly afterwards they get a phone call saying that this psychic she's wanted to see for a while (her husband died shortly beforehand and she'd heard good things about this guy), who won't do private meetings and only does group meetings, is in town. So she books a ticket and thinks nothing of the bulb stuff.
Within a couple of minutes of the psychic going around the room at this meeting, he tells my auntie to stand up and says... "Someone's telling me they came to see you this morning... They were playing with your electrics... They say they were laughing their heads off watching all of you trying to fix it..."
The psychic hadn't spoken to my auntie or her son beforehand (only one of them went with her), and they weren't talking about the bulb antics at any point after leaving the house - they put it down to not screwing in the bulbs properly. You can say it's a coincidence but how often do you have trouble with your electrics (apart from Nick Cave and his ever-exploding microwaves)?
Also...
My uncle's family disowned him when he moved away from home. They expected him to look after their farm, for as long as he lived, and he wanted to move away. They didn't even acknowledge him ever again. This broke his heart because he loved his brothers and sisters. My auntie hated them for it because he was scarred for life. When he was in hospital and it became clear he didn't have long left, he said to my auntie and their sons, "please get my sister, please tell her I'm in here, I'm begging you".
Now their sons were adamant when they left the hospital; no way. She's not going anywhere near him. She's a bitch. His whole family deserted him just because he moved out. Don't get in touch with her mum or we'll never forgive you.
My auntie was lying in bed one night and she couldn't sleep - she thought to herself, it's nothing to do with us, he is going to die an unhappy man if he doesn't see her. So she wrote a letter to a relative of his sister's.
A few days later she got a phone call saying "oh my God, Tom's dying, I'm flying out tomorrow" - and she did. My auntie took her into the hospital and they were all crying their eyes out. My uncle said it was one of the happiest days of his life and he could die a happy man.
He asked my auntie to take a picture, so she did. She had it framed and she put it at the side of his bed. But after he died, and after having it out on the coffee table for a while, she put it in the drawer because she still couldn't forgive her for what she put him through and she hated the sight of her.
Fast forward a couple of years and the first meeting with this psychic. He said to everyone there, bring something that means something to the people you want to contact. Gifts from them, photos, etc... So she took a photo of herself and Tom when they first lived together.
The next time she saw the psychic - she goes regularly now, because she finds it such a relief, believing he's now in a better place - he said to her, "you have a picture..."
"The man in the picture is your husband, he's talking to me now and he says... Why did you put that picture away... You left this picture at home... His happiest moment... You've hidden away his happiest moment and it makes him so sad that you can't be happy for him... He says please take it out of the drawer when you get home, he wants people to see it and see how happy he is now."
If anyone else told me all that I would instantly think "bollocks" so I'm sure you will as well, which is totally fair enough. But it's not just my auntie telling us these things; she has witnesses in the form of her son and my cousin, and a few other people as well. They all recall the story the exact same way when you get them alone so I'm sure it's the truth, and as far as I'm concerned, all of this is too much of a coincidence.
Last one about my auntie for now...
As I've said, Tom had cancer - he bought my auntie a dog to "keep her going", despite saying he'd never buy her another dog after the last one, but he died shortly afterwards. She called him Pepé - how many of you know someone called Pepé (apart from the Liverpool goalkeeper)? You can see where I'm going with this.
When she saw the psychic for the second time, he said "Tom says he hope Pepé makes you happy; he can see that he makes you happy."
Of all the names he could have picked if he was cold-calling, John, Paul, Rover or whatever, he said Pepé.
Last one of the lot, this one happened to my dad's dad's parents, who obviously told everybody about it after it had happened. My dad fears this stuff totally now and gets very, very defensive when anybody talks about afterlife stuff, saying "it's a load of bollocks, shut up, you're not stupid enough to believe in that".
My dad's dad's parents both died within a couple of days; the husband was in the military and died on duty, and shortly afterwards his wife died. Whether she heard about his death before she died we don't know.
As my dad's dad was getting into bed with his wife a few days later, he was getting his bed-clothes on when he saw them in the corner of the room, smiling over at him. He turned to his wife and said "can you see that in the corner of the room?" She nodded, "your mum and dad are standing there".
So there you go. Just wondering what the thoughts of Evo-Web are on this. Whether you've had or heard of similar experiences, whether you believe in it or whether you think it's a load of crap.
Jaygrim need not apply because I already know he doesn't believe in aliens and ghosts.
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