@Faith-and-Hope@Shaz51@Appleblossom@Anony18@Former-Member@Smc@Determined
Tookyguru weird :pile_of_poo:
First off this is not the first time stuff like this has happened to me, but it is the first time since my PTSD hit. Which (for mainstream psychiatrists) is rather perplexing apparently, but hey that’s another story entirely.
Anyhow, you are all going to think I’m Spookytookims now, instead of Tookyspookims:- but here goes anyhow.
It was the best of times, it was the worst of time (hahaha). The night was dark and dreary. The tv murmured in the background, and the almost silent rotation of the treadmill belt whirled in a rhythmic frictional drag. The timer beeped a completed session, the whirling slowed, the frictional drag sound stilled and I stepped off the belt onto the floor. Grabbing the towelette, I wiped my face and arms and reached for the water bottle to replenish my internal water supply. In doing so, I glanced up to the archway leading into the kitchen and saw a strange mist billowing from the opening. As there was no smell, it did not strike me that it could be smoke, it was a much lighter , whiter, wispy, gas like entity.
Still wiping my face I walked over to the entrance and looked down the hallway. The whole room, right up to the high raked ceilings was full of some kind of mist. I glanced over at the battery powered clock on the wall and because of the second hand, realised it had stopped. I walked down the hallway to the other end of the house, into the study, and the other battery powered wall clock in the house had stopped too, although the time showed 10 minutes later than the one in the kitchen.
The mist did not scare me, but it was not explainable. I thought of every conceivable explanation for it. There really weren’t that many I could come up with to be perfectly honest, and I shrugged it off and thought: “Ok, well this is weird but nothing I can do about it so yay I’ve got a weird mist in my house that’s pretty darn cool”. Well ok… maybe the pretty darn cool bit didn’t figure into it right then, but something akin to that did. I had a shower and thought of the steam and the mist, but the steam had a wet feel to it, the mist in the rest of the house had no moisture content, at all, so it wasn’t steam.
I alighted from the shower and poured a glass of juice, walked out onto the balcony, then went back to the TV room. My three cats were sitting all in a row, just staring down the hallway. Never seen them do that before. I plonked down to watch a program and hit “menu”. I had been in the middle of watching some shows with various speakers on quantum physics, that had been somewhat earlier in the day, and I hit play to restart the one i had been watching. But the one I had been watching wasn’t there. There was another one and the only vision I had was blue background, gradient in colour, and two jigsaw pieces stationary on the screen. There was a voice, and it went into detail of the pineal gland, ayahuasca, and Amazonian shamanic practices.
I was sitting there thinking, ok this is just really getting weird now. This is not the type of show I was watching, I was watching scientific shows. Now I’m watching a show about the pineal gland and ayahuasca - and my house if full of mist, my cats are looking down the hall as if there is something down there that I definitely can’t see., my two clocks have stopped 10 minutes apart and there’s a strange silence in everything outside. At night, from my balcony I can usually hear cars on the distant highway, there were none. There was no sound at all, there was a strange “dancing” ball of light down in the trees which I cannot explain and there were stratus shadows of light greys through the trees.
Anyhow back to the inside of the house. Slowly the mist lifted, the show went into “this is cr@p” mode shortly after the interesting shamanistic/ayahuasca references, the cats went back to being normal and this morning the clocks are righted and I didn’t touch either of them.
So what the heck happened I have no idea… but something happened. Now today my Babushka dolls start up again with a post from Anony - totally nothing to do with anything really except leading me to where I need to go next. Anyhow, that’s it really. All very strange, all a “you had to be there” type thing I guess - but believe me… it really was all very strange. And just then as I was typing I heard a “ting” like a very fine crystal glass had been flicked lightly with a finger… ok wtf was that?? LOL weird :pile_of_poo:
