Monday, January 09, 2006

No need to run and hide

The sun has risen to the top of the world, and it makes me feel great.....

A friend of mine came along and told me about some-one she missed.
She didn't use words, nor did she use a voice to tell me.
She just sat there and looked into the flame of the candle.
She never used a word when it came to her. The one she missed.

She laughed, and did funny things. Made fun with me, and tried to tease me.
But her eyes where hollow. No sprankle was theire to be found.

Then she finally sits back, and relaxes. Waiting for me to start the questions.
But I don't ask, I simply say, that she will stay alive, even while her body is fighting death, and her soul is waiting for it.
Willing to feel the body die.

And my friend looks happy but also scared. She knows I am right about what I say, she has always known so, but still it scares her for me to know these things without hearing the words which tell me.

An other day, I sat with a friend of mine. One I don't know that long, but is my best friend almost since the day we've met.
We were talking about a lot of things that went on. Most things which came close to Spiritualism.
And we talked on and on.
About his girlfriend, I've never met in person, but I knew a lot about her, without him telling me.
He is used to this, but I am still not. To hear myself talking about things I know, and him telling me that I am right. To paint a picture of her in words, without having seen her, painting a picture of her weaknesses and her strengths, even without being with her. Without him telling me anything about her weaknesses or her strengths.

Days go by, hours go by, and the older I get, the more I know about people. The more I see, the more I feel.
I can tell a lot when it comes to the people who I don't know but see sometimes.
I can tell a lot about who they are and who they've been. Is this trully normal? Is it trully normal to know things about people who you don't know.

Some tell me it is normal, some are scared of me, because I can tell them all about the things they don't tell any-one.

Sometimes it is even that bad, that I can feel people around me, while no-one is there but me. And I just know that they are there, while I am sitting alone.

As you can see, I don't have to use any kind of drugs to be crazy.
No need to run and hide for me, cause I've always been like this.....
But never willing to show it or to use it to help others.....


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