Anthonicia
Well-Known Member
Recently acquired some fired gardner mini-bullets from the Southern retreat from the Battle of Gettysburg. They gave me a weird feeling, and still do when I hold them. I have no idea if this bullet killed someone or whatever, but they give off a real heaviness that's hard to describe.
I've never really believed that an object holds spirits or whatnot. Do believe in ghosts, or I have seen something of the sort before. I just don't go looking for them really.
But, anyway, I had a very lucid dream about a Civil War soldier or someone of that time and his name was Steven. Whether it was maybe Stevens as in a last name it is possible. I only heard it spoken once. Well, this Steven man had a son, no wife or mother was present. There was a horrible wave of melancholy that came over me and I believe this is what Steven was feeling. Maybe he was upset about the war or maybe his wife had died, both? I'm not sure. But he kills his son and then walks outside to a tree and kills himself.
Upon waking up I was screaming "How long!" over and over. Even a few times after I gained full consciousness I was still screaming. I've had dreams about the man since then as well. They've not been quite as intense as the first time, but I get that horrible wave of depression as he goes about ordinary 19th century life.
One time I woke up speaking in a language I don't know. Have it written down somewhere what I said but I can't find it.
Does anyone else have similar experiences? Something strange or "paranormal"?
I can't be the only "crazy" bottle collector here who is interested in ghosts right?
I've never really believed that an object holds spirits or whatnot. Do believe in ghosts, or I have seen something of the sort before. I just don't go looking for them really.
But, anyway, I had a very lucid dream about a Civil War soldier or someone of that time and his name was Steven. Whether it was maybe Stevens as in a last name it is possible. I only heard it spoken once. Well, this Steven man had a son, no wife or mother was present. There was a horrible wave of melancholy that came over me and I believe this is what Steven was feeling. Maybe he was upset about the war or maybe his wife had died, both? I'm not sure. But he kills his son and then walks outside to a tree and kills himself.
Upon waking up I was screaming "How long!" over and over. Even a few times after I gained full consciousness I was still screaming. I've had dreams about the man since then as well. They've not been quite as intense as the first time, but I get that horrible wave of depression as he goes about ordinary 19th century life.
One time I woke up speaking in a language I don't know. Have it written down somewhere what I said but I can't find it.
Does anyone else have similar experiences? Something strange or "paranormal"?
I can't be the only "crazy" bottle collector here who is interested in ghosts right?