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Life after Death
Member Name: blackbob
Life after Death
Date: 11/02/04, updated on 11/02/04 (164 review reads)
Advantages: something to look forward to
Disadvantages: I'd like peace when I die
Now that's done it. Speaker's corner - I'm one of those fellows who'll discuss and debate till the not so small hours in the morning whether it's politics,history,religion,the metaphysical or social matters.I love the meaning of life/life after death ones inparticular because of the inevitable unanswerability.
Considering the fact that the greatest brains since mankinds first independant thought have never been able to answer this one leaves me inclined to believe that my humble opinions carry less weight than a bag of hydrogen ,still no one can prove me wrong.
Despite being facinated by ghost stories and the like I very quickly came to the opinion at school that I certainly had no time or belief for the bible or our christian God.Organised Religion,of most kinds,has a lot to answer for historically and these days seems to be more and more irrelevant,this is not a statement of fact but just my own opinion so don't start mailing me bibles or praying for my soul,thank you very much!!!My mother believes in God and Jesus yet shuns religion while my father doesn't even acknowledge the exsistance of a soul let alone a god 'People can't face the fact that when they die the just die and that's that'is his inevitable response.Decart and his clockwork universe has a follower in my house!!!Me,I'm not convinced either way.
I've ever been a seeker,curious and intereseted in all I tend to dabble in this and that as my interests dictate and as a teenager there was a brief fad for the 'Ouija board' which I and a few mates played about with.We had some experiences on it that ranged from the odd and perplexing to the incredibly real and frightening which set the seal on my adoption of a rather childlike 'I can't see you therefore you can't see me' attitude to the whole thing i.e feeling that there was something wholly wrong and very potentially dangerous in dabbling with the
board decided if I denied all belief in all spiritual and mystical matters then it couldn't effect my life at all.As a mind shut to these influences can't be harmed - or so I thought.
This was my attitude until last summer when I started my new job valetting cars - an odd turning point it has to be said.We work in what is a concrete garage just big enough to fit 4 cars not very comfortably where in the last few years a previous employee happened to hang himself,for whatever reason - it's not talked about much by those that workred there at the time - and odd things happen from time to time.I'll describe the setting of our garage as it's bearing effects what happens later.Imagine standing outside and looking in,it is a garage just wide enough for two cars to sit side by side and another two to sit in front of them with about 10ft of space beyond that.The space left at the inner end beyond the parked cars is split by on the right,still looking in,a small room about 6ft by 6ft with an open doorway facing the left hand side of the building but on the inner wall of this room.Apart from the two standard lift-up garage doors set side by side at the front end the only other way in is a normal door on the right side just at the top of the building by the two garage doors,The small room/walk in cupboard holds our chemicals,tools and you cannot see into it from anywhere but the bottom end of the garage.Still looking facing the two garage doors is a 10ft high metal staked fence that runs butted up against the left hand side wall right up past the garage doors for about 20yrds.
On Saturdays and due to our rather pitiful wage we're allowed to take in homer's to do and at the end of the second week I was in doing my father's car.It was a brilliant and sunny late July Saturday,the hottest in a heat wave we were having.Kneeling down,buffing the drivers door I noticed someone pass the open garage door in the cars door mirror an
d having already had a few disconcerting half-sightings of dark figures barely glimpsed immedietly ran outside to find no-one there.Because of the direction that the figure was moving they couldn't have disappeared out of sight and this unnerved me greatly because I HAD seen it and this coupled with the fact if,as I said,someone had passed the doorway they'd have to be somewhere in sight because the direction they were going meant they'd be either standing at or climbing over the high metal fence.This left me with only one logical but uneasy conclusion.
I headed off to my father's work to drop off his car and pick up my own for 2pm when he finished work.I was working alone that day and on getting back I unlocked the mortice lock in the side door and parked up my car not 10ft away on the gravel patch running down the right hand side wall and on opening the door I'd just unlocked swung it shut behind me for it to bang against the doorframe and swing back in.The door was locked,It had swung back in because the door was locked and being an old style mortice lock instead of a yale lock obviously cannot be closed properly if the lock is locked when the door is open because it has a slot set into the door frame for the actual bolt to sit into.There is no way to open the door once locked unlike a yale lock which has a knob to twist on the inside,once locked it can only be unlocked with the key and by the same token once unlocked can only be relocked with the key.I'd left the door slightly ajar once I'd unlocked it and somehow it had been relocked while I parked my car. I had the only set of keys and was never out of sight of the door,nor was anybody in the building when I entered,in the all of 15seconds it took me to park my car.This I cannot explain.I was determined to bring in my own car to do and rather nervous and unsettled by this time cried out 'don't play games with me, you b******d cos I'm staying to do my car!!
9;Nothing else happened that day.
A few weeks later when I was standing talking with a fellow worker at the bottom end of the garage just feet infront a Mazda MPV a bottle of polish that was sitting on it's roof suddenly and with great force was launched against the back wall hitting it about head height inches from my friend's head,the two of us being the only two in the garage at the time were a little shocked to say the least but could find no rational reason for how this happened,where the bottle had been sitting it had left a 2inch scratch along the roof of the car where it had flew from - try explaining that to your boss!!!Car doors that are pushed fully open will,from time to time slam shut for no reason.Wall switches will switch off and bottles of polish will sometimes be propelled across the garage though no-one's anywhere near them.I occaisionally catch sight of a dark figure in a mirror or out of the corner of my eye and when I look round or turn to see who it is their inevitably gone.The phone will ring and when you pick up the reciever it continues to ring.
I have no clear explanation for is happening,though the obvious one that most 'believers' undoubtedly would hail is that it is the restless spirit of the suicide but somehow my mind wants something better.Last Saturday when working away another bottle was propelled and when my mate told me about it,I was 5ft away but didn't see it because I was concentrating on what I was doing I,as usual started to question him i.e 'you sure you didn't rock the car it was sitting on or something?' as if looking for a more rational explaination even though I've seen more that enough now with my own eyes to know he probably didn't rock the car.Looking for yet more I turned to the other boy who was there and asked him if he'd seen it which he had and told the usual story so I have to accept yet another unexplainable inncident.
found the whole thing a little disconcerting to say the least but now accept it as place where wierd things occur.My mother,who incidently is one of those strange folk who get feeling about things and seems to be able to sense things that I certainly can't,met me one day from work and later said to me 'I wouldn't want to work at your place' and I replied rather glibly 'No I don't blame you the wages are crap' but she went on to say what a bad feeling she got from the place.I learnt a long time ago that even though I don't truly understand her curious feelings about things none-the-less to take note of them.
None of this verbal meandering goes anyway to explain or even add to the 'Great Life afer Death' dabate but I think after all this carry-on at work that there is probably something in ghosts etc - even now I'm reluctant to take a true stance - and therefore must be a life after death of some kind.A restless spirit would seem to be the best fitting explaination to cover what goes on at our workplace and in the light of a better reason for it,and I would love to here one,have to take it as the reason behind it all.'Ghosts' though don't necessarily prove a life after death because it's not quite as simple as 1 + 1 = 2 because no-one can prove that our ghost is actually the soul of a suicide or just a curious entity that likes to wind people up.BB
There is another 'Urban Legend' about which I want to write a discussion piece and because I can't find a topic to fit it under I'll write it under this topic though it has nothing to do with life after death - I'm not trying to belittle the subject!!!