tricycleracer: Either I'm a robot or Fark is inhabited by the most emotional folks on the Internet.
OOBE Juan Kenobi: Hey Farkers...If you are observant enough, you will see that our sense of presence is not defined by the boundaries of the body. We all have electromagnetic fields that extend way beyond the body. We 'vibe' each other out all the time. You could say, quite correctly, that the field is the DRIVER, and the body is the VEHICLE. Like a Prius... hahaLastly, you should really experiment with 'remote viewing'. It is very easy to learn. When two people, separated by space, think about each other at the exact same moment, there is a psychic connection that is established. You can FEEL the awareness presence of the other person! It is very real. I've been teaching this to others for about a year now. People have come up to me and made comments. I've seen changes in how people respond and react to me.Personally, I believe that remote viewing is a precursor to telepathic communication of some kind. Whether we are directly exchanging thoughts at a higher level of awareness, or just interpreting what we feel from others with our own thoughts, something is definitely happening. If you don't believe this is true, start thi ...
digitalrain: Oh my god I was bawling as I read TFA. My dad died of cancer back in 06. He lived his last days in Tennessee, in hisparents' living room, overlooking the lake he loved to fish and boat in. I was fortunate enough to be able to be therefor his last days. I remember calling my mom to let her know for certain that I was coming and when she went to put thephone to my dad's ear, she warned me not to expect him to say anything because he didn't talk much anymore. I toldmy dad to hang on and that I was coming.He lived for 3 days after I got there. In the space of a day in a half, he went from sort of being able to talk to not at all.His last words - literally - were, "Well f*ck shiat!" which he uttered when I told him that his oldest buddy was driving upfrom Florida to see him.His last day on this earth was a good one. All of his close friends and family were there, music on the stereo, and wehad highlights from his beloved Redskins' glory days on the TV. We ordered in chinese food and were sitting aroundtalking and reminiscing and all of a sudden it's like all of the air went out of the room and we all of us looked over atmy dad at the same moment and we knew that he was gone ...
djh0101010: Pancreatic Cancer is a harsh biatch. Sending you the best possible thoughts, ladodger34. I'm intentionally not adding my stories about personal experience with it, because, it wouldn't help, and I'd rather offer my support instead.
Dow Jones and the Temple of Doom: Sounds like how my gramp went, peacefully in his sleep. Unlike the other people!
Primitive Screwhead: rosekolodny: What's a tortoise?You know what Gamera is?Same thing.
Satanus Maximus: Don't forget to check the toilet water tank for beer bottles. People at my parties always left their empties in places like that...
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