I have had total strangers approach me, start shouting and screaming at me. I raised my hand, palm toward them and started praying. They fell to the ground, started growling, hissing and barking at me.
They then go into a fetal position and go limp as the deman exits their physical body.
I trust you to be telling the truth.
Two years ago I visited New Orleans for the beginning of Mardi Gras. I was walking down Bourbon Street, listening to the wonderful music coming out of the open doors of the clubs. I was not drinking at all.
One club had a live band playing Credence Clearwater Revival songs, and they were pretty good, so I entered.
The smell of Sulphur was so strong, I couldn’t stand it and had to leave. No one else could smelling, and the place was packed.
There is a lot more to this reality than meets most people’s eyes.
You raised your hand and started yelling and praying and they fell to the ground growling.
Put the crack pipe down and stop watching the exorcist.
I can’t believe I opened Free republic at 5:00 in the morning for this.
I’m going back to bed.
And you should go back to the psych ward.
You need a tune-up.