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Perhaps i have listened to Coast to Coast too often on night radio
But a strange thing happened to me the day Cotton died.
On Jun 24, 2016, I messaged Cotton on Facebook; for some reason worried about him. He did not reply.
He finally replied to me the evening of 7 October, 2016, and there was angst in his message.
I replied the next morning, saying
"Tell me about your health."
He never did reply.
But on Hallowe'en Night, 2016, at 3:30 or 4:00 in the morning I awoke and sat up in bed. I'm a sound sleeper. I rarely have dreams I can recall. I sleep like a log. But I awakened, and Cotton was in my mind.
There was no picture from a dream in my mind.. All I saw was black in my mind. No colour. No sound. No smell. Just this sense of blackness enveloped me; unpleasant it was. I'm rarely awakened in the nite. Usually cats yowling Or someone turning the door knob will have me awake instantly, coming from the days long gone when I awaited the children getting home.
But this was an unfamiliar sensation.
I ignored it, and went back to sleep.
Nov 1, 2016 passed with no incident or
feelings, but I had a message waiting for me the morning of November 2nd at 6:27 AM from his wife:
"Carol I'm writing with bad news that chad passed away yesterday. The kids and I are devastated but I know he really looked up to and held you in a regard and I thought you would want to know"
It stunned me. And then I recalled the darkness.
Was my awakening a phenomenon? A coincidence? Was I in another dimension? Was it a spirit? A transcendental experience? It was not my imagination
One thing is for sure... We do affect one another. Even if we don't realize it. But can two people who have never met each other communicate offline?
I just haven't figured out where the sensation came from. But should I know who sent it?
Paint me quite mad.
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Originally posted by blackpowder View PostI sit and wonder how an anonymous internet poster has touched me at all.
I sit and ponder death yet again albeit in a different way.
I believed when my father died that it was a parents' job to show his children how.
I ruminate on the term 'mental illness' and know that it is a convenient catch all. Meaningless.
I sit in the bar and tell stories about all the 'counsellors' etc I've experienced.
I dont care what others think.
I want one person to see.
I would like for those who come after not to havta relearn it all.
I pray my children find someone as myself all through their life.
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