Inquiry on entities

[NightHawk999]

@_Barry

Coming back from my brother’s transition at the hospital my wife took out some incense and candles and started to do prayers. I sort of ignored her and went up the stairs, but at the top was violently pushed down, hit my head on the floor, and had a slight concussion. She told me that an entity had come home with us from the morgue and that she was getting rid of it when I ignored her and started upstairs.

Appreciate you sharing this my friend! Very Scary! You are lucky you only got a concussion, could have been far more devastating.

How was your relationship with your brother? Do you think it was him at the stairs, or a different entity?

This experience reminds me of a similar one you shared about the military base:, I am very grateful for you sharing this:

@_Barry

Your marvelous story reminded me of something that happened to me several years ago, that I had forgotten. It wasn’t precognitive, but the experience did give me a feeling that I couldn’t shake for a long time. It was in '68, when I reached my first military base and was assigned a room in one of the older barracks. I didn’t have a roommate and was thankful for that, being new and just trying to fit in I didn’t want to face the inevitable harassment that usually comes with being the newbie. Trouble was I couldn’t get a good night’s sleep because I kept dreaming I was shaking, or being chased, and once even fell out of the bed. Too much to drink?

About ten days after I arrived one of the big shot sergeant supervisors visited my room and when he came in, started to search the walls until he found what he was looking for. It was a hole that had been filled in and repainted over to match the rest of the wall. He looked at me and smiled and said that’s where the bullet hit the wall—the previous occupant had killed himself in that room and this sergeant had been assigned to clean and fix up the room after the body had been removed. Yikes!

I was totally shocked when I realized that this poor guy had blown his head off but had never left the room. I later learned that no one wanted to bunk there, even though everyone else was doubled or tripled up in other rooms. Luckily I knew a Yogi in my pre-military days and I called him up and asked him what to do. He said it was not uncommon for people who commit suicide to not realize they’re dead and stay where they are. He recommended that I communicate with the poor fellow and let him know he was dead and that he had to move on. I followed the Yogi’s instructions and from that night I had no trouble sleeping.

PREMONITIONS, PROPHECY, and INTUITION (in dreams and wake life)

Your marvelous story reminded me of something that happened to me several years ago, that I had forgotten. It wasn’t precognitive, but the experience did give me a feeling that I couldn’t shake for a long time. It was in '68, when I reached my first military base and was assigned a room in one of the older barracks. I didn’t have a roommate and was thankful for that, being new and just trying to fit in I didn’t want to face the inevitable harassment that usually comes with being the newbie. Trou…