We would be presumptuous to think, wouldn’t we, that we are the only spirits who inhabit the universe. Just because we are experientially limited because we are so backward, doesn’t mean other energies do not exist.
Take The Mothman Prophecies, one of my favorite movies about those other energies.
That movie is interesting because ultimately they cannot attribute their existence to anything other than a kind of psychic interference which has the capacity to foretell disasters. They seem to nest in locations for months while these human adversities are played out. Then when they’re done, they’re gone. Never to be seen or heard from again. Well, maybe.
Each time I watch that movie, I see or hear something I didn’t the time before. How much more suspense can anyone want?
Outside of that though I too have seen apparitions during my life. And let me tell you. It was more annoying than scary even though it was very very scary.
I moved into a townhouse where a young musician who had played 12-string guitars had died suddenly of an aneurysm. His loved ones had cleared out the place but hadn’t picked everything up, and I found piles of sheet music bound with rubber bands, which apparently they had missed, or didn’t think valuable. But for me, it was a significant discovery. It was like I knew something about someone I hadn’t known, and I went through the orchestrations he had penned there.
Well, I should have known, shouldn’t I have?
But I didn’t —
So one night he comes waltzing into the bedroom before I kicked him out and he simply walked right through the brick. He bothered me a few times after that. But I kept telling him he was dead, but didn’t know it.
I have another spooky story about that house — so maybe locations attract certain energies — but I’ll save that one for another time.
I would be very surprised to learn we are the only intelligent form of life in the universe.
And I definitely wouldn’t bet on it.