in the past 15 years i have been treated to sights and sounds that have no explanation. do i hear voices? sometimes, but it isn’t talking in my head, it’s more like eavesdropping on parts of a conversation. actually most of the time it sounds like a lecture and i am standing just far enough away that i hear the louder parts. the sights are unexplainable vignettes of people and places i have never seen but they feel familiar somehow. one that refuses to leave is a brief scene of a woman in a light coloured dress circa the 50’s, leaning up against a wood shingled building, one bent knee with foot pressed against the wall, wearing dark colored flats. dark long wavy hair falls over her shoulder as she looks down on a blonde child playing in the grass at her feet. the other things would probably be categorized as visits although now that would be grounds for having me committed!
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i am a hair stylist, a belly dance teacher (very non traditional), and have been a dj in the days of spinning records, an office worker, shoe factory and sportswear/lingerie factory worker, and a few other things. since i believe in saying please and thank you, yes or no ma'am and sir, opening or holding doors for people, treating people like i would want them to treat me and and looking at the world through equal eyes, i guess you could say i am a conservative liberal... or just old fashioned. View all posts by eclectic haze