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“A Student’s Dream.”, R. R. Robinson, 1906 Medical students’ initiation rite of posing on the dissection table for a photo with their dissected cadavers often in humorous circumstances.
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Soot tags gather after fires in areas with low circulation. They are not, as commonly believed, ash covered spider webs.
oh, well then what the FUCK are they???
They’re made of sticky particles from a polymer or petroleum based fire, like burning carpet, drapes, upholstery, and clothes. Due to a static charge, they chain together and naturally gather near ceiling corners because the rising hot air pushes them into the cool spots by convection.
Because they’re formed by static electricity, they can only be removed with professional chemicals and equipment. Attempting to remove them improperly will only break the chain before all the soot can be captured, leaving the remaining soot to spontaneously reform the webs later. Even worse, trying to wipe or wash them away can firmly adhere the soot to your wall or ceiling, which will permanently stain it.
A natural phenomena that only coincidentally resembles the damned webs of transdimensional ghost spiders.
Clair-audience & Clairvoyance - How I developed and How you can too!
This is super weird for me to do this, I’m not much of a writer or any sort of story-teller. But i’m here to explain my experience being clairaudient ! First, and foremost; this is a series pertaining to my “abilities”. I will explain my experiences, how I developed them, and how you can too!
NOTE: Excuse any foul language I use, I didn’t want this to be unrealistic. Think of this as my inner monologue.This is a uncut, unedited, totally raw and realistic experience of psychic abilities and mediumship. 😊
(Part 2: How to develop your abilities - will be posted next week. )
My Early Years (and Past)-
Screw the sappy boring storytelling of me seeing “ghosts” as a kid. I think all of those stories are great and spooky but being clairvoyant is one of the hardest abilities to develop ( and rarest ). So when I was about 5 or 6, the earliest recollection of my memories - I started hearing things. Yeah just things, nothing crazy or special like “ Hey I’m dead and you can hear me”. Just sounds of people talking in another room far away. I could never make out what the words were but I could just hear the speaking. No, nobody was home thanks for assuming. Mind you I was a nervous wreck as a child and as soon as I heard that shit I got so scared that it would “shut off” the ability for a while and I wouldn’t hear anything.
This is also why I believe everyone can be one of the Clair’s, but it’s fear that stops our bodies and mind from being open to those experiences. Anyways, every time I got sick as a kid I would get into pretty deep sleeps because of Advil and ya know, just being sick as fuck. There would be a stage in between sleeping and being awake that was kind of like sleep paralysis. I couldn’t move but I was sorta awake, or at least I knew I wasn’t asleep yet, almost knocked out type of stage (like meditating but not ). In this stage I would feel like I was in a room full of people talking, like I was at some party. But I could barely ever make out what they were saying. Everyone was talking over each other. Then boom, I pass out and sleep.
I never understood what I was experiencing, I just thought i was just really sick and that was normal. This continued on until I was 10, every time I was somewhere alone I would here someone call my name. I tripped the fuck out. It was scary, especially in the shower! Thought I was becoming a lunatic or losing my shit, turns out I was just channeling accidentally. Fast forward to me in high school, I completely lost my abilities out of fear and fear of maybe the devil was tryna possess me or some shit lmao, I read too many scary stories. Then my great-grandmother passed away when I was in my junior year. I was in my bed, just trying to relax and I see this large shadow figure ( like a silhouette type thing ) hunched over my bed. I almost shit my pants, I get terrified seeing things you normally wouldnt. I still believe that was her the same night she passed, just looking over me.
Now, into college I began regaining my abilities and became less afraid. Through meditation (trance like) and prayer i’m able to channel calmly. I don’t like summoning spirits and shit, i’m a firm believer of leaving them alone if they don’t come forward or want to be confronted. I hear some of my past relatives from time to time without deliberately channeling. I’ve heard my late grandfather say “I love you” before falling asleep, and something about my mom being over protective haha. i’ve also experienced a lot of visitations during my sleep. Anyways if you’ve read this far I’ll be posting how to develop your own abilities very soon!
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