The Haunted Part 1

I know I have said this before, and it may upset a few people who read this, but I do not actually believe in "god", heaven and hell. I know I joke about the devil having a restraining order on me, as I am to much for him to handle, but that, well basically is just a joyful jest.

I have said this before that I believe , when we die, our spirits return to Gaia, the spirit of the earth, or Mother nature - if you will. I really could get into detail of this, I have no true idea where this belief arose from, maybe it was watching too many loved ones die, maybe it was that none of my prayers was ever answered. I know what prayers I asked when I was little. So if never answered, could never have been heard, which begs the question, was anyone there to listen in the first place? Or just maybe it is in my blood. Yes it sounds a little Pagan, believe it or not, I am logical, hence science will prevail, some of the time, and certain things sort of fall into place.
Maybe just maybe, Gaia, reached out, brought on by the souls of my loved ones that came to pass as they could feel my continual pain that is felt in my heart?
Please do not take it that I am preaching, I am not.
I just want to provide a bit of background behind my way of thinking. Anyway, so with this information, it is logical to follow, that people who have visions or experience more Deja Vu, are some how more connected to Gaia. It sort of brings into question about ghosts or spirits that wonder this earth. I have seen and experienced some things over the years, one of the experiences I have talked about on many occasions, and recanting the events, still gives me "goose bumps", however I am not writing about it, well not for some time.

So, back to the matter at hand.

Well, what brought this blog post on was a dream I had earlier, one that I haven't had for ages. A dream that is so in depth as to wonder if it is a past memory. I know it was not a memory of this life, but it has elements from this life, so it must be vision of the future. A dream that can really only be called a vivid vision of what is to come.

Or just maybe I'm full of shit with a creative mind, that just wants to write this tall tale of fiction.
I'll let you decided, I have no idea when the next instalment will happened, or indeed if it ever will.
Maybe it will become a book, that for me, would be a massive accomplishment, especially as I am not that articulate.