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2006-11-18 03:27:09 · 14 answers · asked by ? 4 in Society & Culture ➔ Religion & Spirituality
SINNER......I can take you to that place again...
2006-11-18 03:32:46 · update #1
Playing the drums many, many years ago, I experienced something that can only be described as 'euphoria.' A sense of becoming one with my insturment, and experiencing incredible elation and joy and a feeling of 'oneness' with my creator, also. That was a long time ago, but I still remember how good it felt. One day I hope to feel it again.
2006-11-18 03:31:11 · answer #1 · answered by Anonymous · 2⤊ 0⤋
Hmmmm, my mother had seven sisters. They were all exceptionally beautiful. Any one of them could have been in playboy no joke, and I know this because one time when I was going out to my grandfathers back porch I had to pass through what normally would have been an unoccupied bedroom. I think they were all getting ready to go somewhere but there was not a blouse on or bra on and a two with nothing on. I blundered in (I was probably10) and b4 I was able to figure out what happened I froze in awe and amazment, you might say I turned to stone, and they all thought I was pretty cute standing there dumbfounded and staring. Since then I have always wanted to go back to heaven. My Mom had to gently direct me along to the porch where I found I could not remember why I was going out there, and knew I better remember b4 the next time I saw Mom.. I just sat there listening to them giggle inside, good times. If I had just had a joint to smoke and some munchys right then I think I would still be there.
2006-11-18 21:18:56 · answer #2 · answered by icheeknows 5 · 1⤊ 1⤋
One of my earliest memories is of me standing in my yard. Everything seems hazy and in poor focus.
I have a thought in my mind that says" What is this Place and who are these people.
I have no idea what this memory means.
I remember that by this place I meant the physical environment that I found myself in.
The people the thought referred to were my parents.
It was as though I had just appeared there from somewhere else and I was completely bewildered by the situation that I found myself in.
I have always wondered what this meant.
Love and blessings Don
2006-11-18 11:36:25 · answer #3 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Too many to print. But one is. ...Once in my freshman year of high school, on a particularly cold day, I was hitch-hiking to school. An old lady in an old vintage car stopped, and picked me up. I was frozen. The old lady was talking to me as she drove, but I wasn't saying much, because my face was frozen. Then she says . ." don't mind Muffy, she won't bother you ". Huh? I'm in the back seat, and nobody else is in the car !?!? Well then, I notice that there's a Ziploc type, plastic bag on the floor next to me. And in that bag, was a DEAD STIFF CAT !!!! Holy sh_t. LMAO. Being young and confused as to what to do, I asked to be dropped off at the next corner. I got out and walked the rest of the way. Needless to say, the guys at lunch that day were laughing their ashes off too !!!!
2006-11-18 11:52:38 · answer #4 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Getting thrown off a horse when I was 8 years old and getting my skull cracked in 3 places. Bad!
Being able to ride a bike all by myself. Good!
2006-11-18 11:32:41 · answer #5 · answered by Red neck 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
Sticking a pair of scissors in an electrical socket, touching the bar of an electric fire and getting shocked, falling off ladders and landing on my head. I just recall lots of traumatic and often painful incidents like that-I think that's why I grew up bitter and cynical.
2006-11-18 11:32:34 · answer #6 · answered by Anonymous · 1⤊ 0⤋
Being in the centre of a fire at the age of 2.
2006-11-18 11:50:16 · answer #7 · answered by jmmevolve 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋
My grandmother and I drinking "coffee" outdoors, beneath a huge tree and talking like we were "both" adults. I think I was about 6, but I thought I was something really big then. She was so wonderful.
2006-11-18 11:30:50 · answer #8 · answered by pupcake 6 · 3⤊ 0⤋
the memory of sitting and doing nothing for a whole day on the beach in Eluthera, Bahamas....I was 15.
2006-11-18 11:29:22 · answer #9 · answered by Robert B 7 · 1⤊ 0⤋
I would have to say it was my "Christian" neighbors that went around town telling everyone I was possessed by the devil because I wasn't Christian. Oh the memories....
Oh, just to mention - the "Christian's" good angelic children are both now drug dealers...
2006-11-18 11:36:29 · answer #10 · answered by Amanda S 6 · 1⤊ 0⤋