RE: "How do you explain the empty tomb?"
September 6, 2012 at 4:50 pm
(This post was last modified: September 6, 2012 at 4:52 pm by Cyberman.)
I've had hallucinations myself; they can be astonishingly convincing. Apart from strange musical sounds and the time I could swear my mobile had gone off - I keep it on vibrate and I know it went off - all accountable to my medication, I've experienced the phenomenon known as hypnagogia and it seems as totally real as the chair you're sitting in. It's rather a strange and spooky story - cue X-Files theme.
Basically, several years ago my sweetheart had gone to visit our friend Shell who lived three floors above us and since the time was getting on I'd decided to turn in for the night. Not long afterward, I distinctly heard Sam's voice from outside the bedroom door, calling for me in a weak, sickly sort of voice; then I heard her moan as though in pain. I flew out of bed and flung open the door - nobody there. I opened the front door and looked about; again, nobody there. I realised what it must have been since I'd come across the phenomenon somewhere on my travels around the web, but I sat there in bed almost in shock and not knowing what to do. Then about half an hour later I heard light footsteps trotting down the stairs followed by the entry of Sam, safe and well. If I'd been more superstitously-inclined I might have started a religion myself.
Then there was that time when my growling intestines clearly and distinctly shouted "Oi!" at me, but that was less hallucination and more gastric (or enteric, for my fellow pedants).
Basically, several years ago my sweetheart had gone to visit our friend Shell who lived three floors above us and since the time was getting on I'd decided to turn in for the night. Not long afterward, I distinctly heard Sam's voice from outside the bedroom door, calling for me in a weak, sickly sort of voice; then I heard her moan as though in pain. I flew out of bed and flung open the door - nobody there. I opened the front door and looked about; again, nobody there. I realised what it must have been since I'd come across the phenomenon somewhere on my travels around the web, but I sat there in bed almost in shock and not knowing what to do. Then about half an hour later I heard light footsteps trotting down the stairs followed by the entry of Sam, safe and well. If I'd been more superstitously-inclined I might have started a religion myself.
Then there was that time when my growling intestines clearly and distinctly shouted "Oi!" at me, but that was less hallucination and more gastric (or enteric, for my fellow pedants).
At the age of five, Skagra decided emphatically that God did not exist. This revelation tends to make most people in the universe who have it react in one of two ways - with relief or with despair. Only Skagra responded to it by thinking, 'Wait a second. That means there's a situation vacant.'
