This happened yesterday (Friday) as I went out. I haven’t really been updating this but I’ve been having a lot of topics to write about… I really should keep it more active.
It’s truly amazing how, as they say in the books, once you start gaining more 6th sense sensitivity you start seeing through people, in the way that you can actually see past their outside fluttering and truly sense their actual intentions behind all of that.
I had already started my journey on this road by learning about the subtle expressions and what they might mean, but I think the real deal is when it gets mixed up with the gut feeling, to a point where you can definitely be certain of almost anything. You would have this feeling, for example, that tells you certain person is bluffing or lying. And if you weren’t certain about it, you would then see the same indicators on the physical level (body language, subtle expressions, etc).
This gets really interesting when it comes to opposite-sex interaction (for the sake of calling it like that). You can sense when they’re lying or dodging your questions on purpose, and can even see some sort of information-chart that tells you what type of person they are. This kinda happened with everyone, as if you could just tap into their background stories, and just see their traumas or personality-defining experiencies. It’s a really bizarre feeling that can’t be accurately described with words.
Then there was the energy vampires. I was in a plaza/small park yesterday. And as with any plaza, they come with their own distinctive characters. I would have never thought of it that way, but it had dawned me yesterday. The strange pseudo-homeless guy that comes to stick around the group and starts saying nonsense as he’s just one more, was actually (were) energy vampires. It was all for the attention. A random guy kept whistling this song furiously and I could just tell he was desperately yet passively seeking attention. Every time we’d stop discussing the guy he’d stop after a while. And suddenly after even the smallest comment about it, the whistling would start again.
There was also a woman, around her 50s that had been acting like crazy, and I hadn’t realized when she first came around, so I said hi and all (we tend to greet people via cheek kisses in our country) and oh dear god I really shouldn’t have done so. First there was the subtle tone when she said hello next to my ear, that you could grossly tell it was pretending to be nice but was actually disgusted by your presence. And then, there was this really really bad vibe that got stuck on my cheek, as if her energy was somewhat sticky and had glued to me when we made physical contact. Along with the feeling of the constant drain while she was talking, all of this got me pretty horrorized, but I could tell there wasn’t a truly evil intention behind it so that kept my un-easement levels at bay.
The other interesting topic was the one about mass telepathic influence. Oddly enough, I had just finished up reading several texts discussing the matter, and the thing that struck me out was that people tended to be more easily influentiable when in groups, as opposite to as when being alone or isolated.
This started because there was a group of people (inside of our group) playing soccer nearby and we had started ‘fantasizing’ -although I was always talking seriously- about how we could make the ball fall close to us if we were to truly intend for it. A guy started trying, not so sure of himself, until he said OK, the ball’s gonna fall right here next to me, and no one seem to have payed that much attention it seems, because to the amazement of everyone, in the next 15 or 20 seconds someone kicked the ball hard and it ended up falling exactly where he had predicted.
After a while I then tried the same when being alone, wanting the ball to fall next to that strange guy that had been whistling all night, just in hopes for something weird to happen when someone would then go and get it.
While thinking this, I was quite skeptical of it, given that the guy kicking the ball at that time was practically in parallel to where the whistling character was, so I thought it wouldn’t really be possible at that moment. So I thought, that when the guy hit the ball, it just end up hitting a pole in the middle, and the ball bounced back and ended up RIGHT under the character’s feet. Call it as you wish, I found it to be a quite interesting ‘coincidence’, if there are things as such.
I could also see the different roles of everyone in the ‘flock’, and how everyone would go about getting the rest’s attention.
For example, the guy that always did the slave-ish dirty work was so sunken up in his role that everytime he’d kick the ball, it’d magically end up on the other side of a fence or somewhere where a big effort was required in order to go and retrieve it. In counterpart, a guy who had this bring-it-on-life-i-can-beat-you attitude, almost never throwed off the ball, no matter how close it had been of going away.
I got a few idea scraps left to write but I will get to it later.