Indigo children...

Yeah, that’s one reason why I said it was a horrid quiz.

The boys are nasty, I’ll grant you. But indigo girls are all right . . .

I would not advise associating with them, sir; they are fundamentally unsound.

Ha Ha Ha Ha… Thank you all for the laughs! I have not laughed this much in a long time. Indigo Children. Damn…

Ask and you shall receive:

Wheeeeee!

Wow, never thought I’d say this, but I guess now I can understand a little bit why “Conservatives” hate hippies.

“Indigo Children” are why hippies hate hippies.

WhyNot,
hippie

“Don’t be sad, normal people evolutes to,” :smiley:

I tried to take that stupid quiz. It reads like a third-grader with poor spelling wrote it. I swear, if I read the word “oftenly” one more time in a document written by an adult, I’m gonna slap someone.

I lied a lot on the quiz, and got an Indigo Child outcome. Who’s the scrawny woman with the wings in the forest at the end? Does this have to do with the hobbit?

So does being Indigo mean that you can’t spell, or that you won’t spell?

Love and Light. :stuck_out_tongue:

Nobody made you learn to spell so you can’t spell but cover it up with some bratty rant that spelling is for, oh, Chartreuse children and you are better than that.

I, too, thought this had run its course eight or ten years ago, around when Indigo Children got to school and got beat up at recess. How they would survive junior high without fulltime police protection is beyond me.

All those indigo children from 8-10 years ago are now bratty teenagers, and their parents are more desperate than ever for some justification for their behavior. Crystal was a valiant effort, but they’ve nailed it with rainbow. Including everything in the spectrum pretty much covers you.

Years back I dated a woman who was really into this, to the point of naming her daughter ‘Indigo’. Poor kid seemed like a regular 9 year-old but her idiot mother kept pushing all sorts or woo crap and expectations onto her.

That relationship didn’t last long - the woo I may have been able to get past after a while but the Elvis shrine in the corner of the living room was the deal breaker.

For me it would have been the complete opposite…

Uh…already? Do I have the option of seeing one later?

So, there are perverts out there feeling up ghosts. I suspected as much.

If only.