OK, well perhaps when your time comes you both can go home together. That would be nice.
I have had a lot of experience with the light, and know no one just disappears.
I am told by those higher than I that it is possible for someone to believe in no afterlife so strongly that they cross over “asleep” in balls of energy. They are taken to a place for “sleeping”. Most of the time the strength of their thoughts lessen over time and they eventually “wake up.” This process may take hundreds or thousands of earth time years. On very rare occasions when they don’t “wake up” their energy will be absorbed back into the Oneness from which they were created.
I find it hard to believe that anyone is higher than you.
Out of curiousity: did he mention what he ended up seeing?
He went to WALL-E. I’ve already seen it and told him he should too.
Well… I suppose it’s fine, then, and that you’re qualified to advise ** Meenie7 **'s moviegoer ghost…
(This thread is becoming more and more surrealist by the minute)
Does he read the SDMB?
Over my shoulder sometimes. He’s a little confused by computers still, but he understands text-based stuff well enough. He thinks this thread is funny, because he knows very well how silly this story sounds when I tell it to other people.
“A little?”
Great. That’s just great. Some guy who’s been dead since the early 19th century is apparently less intimidated by technology than I am.
Plus he’s seen WALL-E, and I haven’t. There is no justice.
He’s probably seen Iron Man too.
Stupid undead movie-hopper.
Hee hee 
Does it make you feel better that he can’t type?
And yes, he saw Iron Man.
This is one of those silly beliefs adopted by some but not that many. How can a person dead resurrect his or her self. Do they have the power of God! And for what purpose?Have any ghosts ever been reported in any of the death camps of eastern Europe where millions were slaughtered? None. Of the millions of homes in America, why only a handful have been reported as ‘haunts of the dead’? Those that go down in the grave are remembered no more (in the sense of being heard or seen after death). Enough said…certain things must have a finality!
Meenie7, if you don’t mind, please ask Marcus if he knows Nick Rose. He was a good friend of mine who took his own life last year, after his wife left him. He was 27 at the time. Since they have so much in common, maybe they hang out. If so, please tell Marcus to tell Nick to look me up; I’d like to hang out with him again.
Of course, Nick was an athiest, so if he is now a ghost, I assure you that he is completely shocked by the whole thing; it’d be really good for a few laughs if we could get together to talk about it.
In seriousness, I don’t mean to insult you or question your sincerity, but do you realize how earth-shattering you experience is? If what you say is true, it would completely revolutionize our entire understanding of human existence. And yet you just shrug your shoulders and send your apparition to see Wall-E (good movie btw, although I don’t think it will really resonate with someone from the 19th century, what with all of the CGI)? Do you not have any interest in documenting this mind-blowing point in history?
Unfortunately, he doesn’t know your friend. 
He doesn’t have any friends other than me. I’m really sorry about your loss, though.
Well, he went to see Wall-E on his own. And one of the reasons he likes movies is that they give him insight into the changing world, without having to interact with people, since he was basically isolated from everyone by being unable to speak to them for a very long time. He is really amazed by the computer animation, but what he really liked was the story.
And frankly, what keeps me quiet about this for the most part is fear of my parents and other people I love IRL finding out about him. I know they would think I was crazy and I couldn’t bear that. My best friend knows about him, but no one else in my real life does. I don’t want to take the risk of being looked down on or having medicine forced on me by people around me. Even if Marcus was all pretend, I wouldn’t want to medicate away one of my best friends.
Knock it off.
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To EVERYONE:
As long as the current exchange continues in a bantering mood, I am inclined to let it go. If someone decides that they simply have to “debunk” something, either open a new thread to discuss the situation or opern a Pit thread to blast the participants. I don’t really see a debate, here, but having lost its home in IMHO, this thread does not really have a good place to reside. Therefore, I am willing to let it stay as a sort of “open mike” location for witnessing about ghosts.
However, there is no need for anyone to become abusive to other posters, so don’t.
[ /Moderating ]
Yeah, I figured as much. I’d probably be a lot more sympathetic about his typing handicap if he weren’t ALREADY DEAD. I have enough self-esteem problems just dealing with other living people. I don’t need to find out that the dead are ALSO doing better than I am.
I’m not trying to be racist here, but I personally am deeply troubled that a chill incorporeal manifestation of the ethereal plane gets to claim a healthier social life than me. I’m doing the best I can here; and yet people don’t go on the internet telling strangers how comfortable I am in bed. (Not to my knowledge, at least. If people ARE doing this, I wish that they would let me know about it.)
No offense intended to your friend in particular. Honestly, I think it’s great that he’s not allowing his disability to keep him down. I hope I’m doing as well when I’m his age.
You didn’t say the magic word.
In any case, this thread has gotten entirely too stupid for me, so I’m done here.
As do I. Like I said, I’m not a fan of Hannity or Limbaugh.
Hee hee
You made him laugh. That’s not easy to do, he’s usually pretty serious.
I’m glad to hear it. Maybe there’s hope for me as a success in undead stage comedy.
*–Do we have any poltergeists in the audience tonight? Any poltergeists? Woah, lot of tables levitating out there! Great to have you here tonight, guys. I just want to let the poltergeists know: I don’t do knock-knock jokes. Heh heh!.. is this thing on? Help me out, people: I’m dying up here!
Seriously, it’s great to be here in St. Augustine. I see we have a few Confederate soldiers here tonight. Big hand for our boys in gray, everyone! You guys up from Fort Castillo de san Marcos? Super. Does everybody here know about the annual march at the Fort? No? Oh, they’ve been doing it for, what, over 140 years now? Yep, one night every year an honor guard of five ghosts in Confederate uniform does a full circuit of the courtyard. Every single year at the stroke of midnight, these same five ghosts make their rounds like clockwork.
So last year, a group of paranormal investigators heard about this annual event, and they decide they’re going to film this march, right? Record it on camera, finally get the evidence for ghosts they’ve been looking for all these years. So the day before the march, they rig up all their equipment, all their cameras, and pretty soon the sun’s starting to go down, and it gets dark. And they wait.
And sure enough, at the stroke of midnight, an eerie mist starts to rise, and the faint echo of “The Bonnie Blue Flag” sounds on a spectral fife. And the mist parts, and out march… four ghosts.
So the ghosts march solemnly around the courtyard, and the investigators are frantically recording everything. And the soldiers finish their march, and they start to vanish back into the mists. And one of the investigators shouts out after them: “Hey, what happened to the fifth guy?”
And one of the soldiers turns around and calls back: “He’s sick!”
THANK YOU! Thank you very much, folks. No, seriously: dead audiences are the best audiences in the world. And now, I’d like to introduce our headline act for the evening. Big hand, please, for funnyman Edgar Cayce!..*
Ha! I love it. Though Edgar Cayce is not very funny.