I guess when I was born, I got this gift, a gift that I couldn't face until I was 10. The reason why I couldn't face my problem was that some were good and some very bad, and I was small and I had no one to talk to. Even if I did, no one would understand me, it truly is a small world for some of us. I'm 32 now and I learned that if you don't pay attention to certain things, they won't pay attention to you. It some times sucks when you're at a funeral and you happen to know the person. My personal opinion on the matter is I can see not 1 but 3 dimensions while most people can only see 1. My every day living is a story. I wake up and see people, some can be seen and others you can't and they always mumble. Sometimes, I can't see them, but I can hear them. I also see figures from out of this world, demons with horns, although they never show there actual face to me, but I can smell them and feel that they have bad intentions. I'm a good christian, I guess that's why they don't bother me much. It's funny, the older I get, the more I see and feel.
Aryan Yessayan, God Bless
We are not alone.
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It was mistake, I felt defensive of the author as he was being disparaged upon to a far lesser degree by other users whom I addressed in an unfortunate way. On other sites, that type of language is the norm but now I am quite aware that this is not other sites. I've become more acquainted with your guidelines in the past hour.
By the way I'm looking forward to seeing what you have to say about my response to your other insightful response to my pssessed Iraqi comment.