I grew up as a Christian, so, though I stopped believing, I now call myself a Cultural Christian - and on a political site called Gab, I attacked atheists. I point out to them that the 'atheirm' of the corporate marxism (or the new socialism) is not as they think of it, it is based on Satanism. They are trying to destroy Christianity (with the help of many socialist priests, unfortunately - but then the priests have always been the both the strength and the weakness of every religion).
I tell them that having lived for fifty years among moslems, I know what the future of our children and grandchildren will be like, for they have no respect for any other religion or culture. It is why the globalists are importing them by the millions into Europe and all other Christian countries. If they believe so much in diversity, why are they no importing Christians into moslem countries? Why is itt evil for the white man to come to Africa to make it his home, but it is good for the black man to take over Europe?
I am not a racist, but the globalists are forcing those of us who believe in true equality into sounding like racists. As Trump said in his speech yesterday, at the UN, he believes in religious freedom, the family and in freedom of thought and the right of people to rule themselves as a nation, if that is what they want ... which is inspiring, as he is the first politician saying so in the West, for many decades (apart from the Hungarian and Polish leaders).
This is not intended to be a political discussion, but it crept in because of my wanting to explain why it is that I fight for Christianity, without my necessarily being a believer - which brings me back to the original discussion. I have had experiences which are considered 'impossible' which prove to me that they are possible (psychic), but I understand that they are nothing more than another set of anecdotal experiences for everyone else. I have watched experiences of others, for instance, a Syrian 3 year old boy crying that he wants his family and when finally asked, who are they, he gives their names and that they live in a village nearby. They are found. He speaks of being murdered and tells where his body was buried and where the murder weapon is. He gives the name of his murderer and when his body and the weapon are found, the murderer is confronted and he confesses. Another similar case of a boy in India who kept telling his mother that he misses his wife and son and he still loves them. A visiting tradesman hears the details and when he goes to the village on the other side of India, he finds the wife and son and tells them where the husband hid a tin with their money. They dig it up....
When I was 12 years old, my father had put me in a boarding school in Greece, as there were no good schools in East Africa. He came to visit, took my brother and I from the school on Friday for the weekend and Saturday morning he told us he had a bad dream, that he crashed his car and the bumper was badly dented and that n his dream he knew that it was the head of our sister, so he is immediately flying back to Nairobi. He was taken to Nakuru Hospital where my mother, sister and youngest brother were in a coma, expected to die. My sisters' head is still dented from her head hitting a metal bar when a bus crashed into them.
What I am trying to say is, this world is so much more interesting when we try to keep an open mind and learn.
Now, get back to writing some more for us, instead of listening to me gab on ... even if they have ghosts in them :)
PS: When my father left because of his dream, he left my us with this man...(standing between my brother and I - seeing this photo may make it more real?).
Also, my father strongly believed in trusting his intuition, which is how he built himself up from zero to a multi-millionaire. He then suffered from Alzheimers and made some bad mistakes which left us rather broke - but that does not matter, what does matter is that because of him I had experiences and learnt of the beauty life holds, if we keep our eyes open.
I think somewhere inside you, you still believe - as for spiritual experiences, I'm not surprised because we are spirits who possess a soul and live in a body. I'd be careful quoting Trump because the man is seriously flawed and deluded and a racist in my opinion. I personally try to become more sane and more tolerant each day - we all grow up with biases and prejudices and must learn to evolve as we live each day. The more I go on I am learning to respect all life and to try to deal with my own flaws and infirmities and prejudices, some of which I'm not even aware. BTW, I'm assuming that the man in the overcoat is a ghost - at least, that's what I think you are implying. If that is indeed the case, that photo is quite remarkable. Thanks for your candid response, Arthur.
Would have been wonderful if he was a ghost. The man without a hat is my father and the man with a hat is the father of my stepmother. He was a lovely and very gentle man, but not a ghost.
I knew from a previous story of yours that on the political side we differ, but I kept quiet as I do not want to spoil what I feel is a growing friendship over things we have no control over. It is obvious you only study the mainstream media so let's leave it at that - and the future will show us who is in the right - not that I will be around by then, but I'll be warching from wherever I am :)
I'm sure you'll be around, Arthur, and our different viewpoints do not affect our friendship, I assure you. I think we are both wise enough to not seek clones for friends :)