Well if it doesnt clear up and you were curious how such is handled by christianty, the traditional responce would be to call a priest and have him bless the house. I dont know if this is a usual service they charge for but if not it's customary to tip the father.


You dont need to explain why you need the house blessed, just that you desire such. It was a very common practice many years ago I dont know how common it is any more. It wasnt done to chase away noises in the night but just for piety's sake. It will do that as an aside.


I imagine Judaism and Islam propobobly have similiar cermonies. Also I'd imagine all other religions have some mystery they perform to bless a house or such so whatever you subscribe too shouldn't matter in as far as finding someone to perform the service.


Final ingrediant that is probobly required is you have faith in whatever it is you do. Though maybe all that is required is the performer of the cermony has faith.

I effing hate when people quote the bible as their source for an argument. I'd be more inclined to take them seriously if they quoted something with a bit more creditability...like Playboy, for instance.

 

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Lexi, are you having strange dreams too? Some of this stuff happened to me, but it was really freaky when I started hearing voices from the TV when I was playing Rockband. It was like someone was singing right along with me, but to a different song or just whispering things. I ended up getting rid of my mic.

 

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I always have weird dreams Altra so it's hard to even go by that. I also have missing time.


Like this morning (perfectly awake) I'd start the cocoa machine (not coffee, but cocoa cuz cocoa rules), I went in the shower, let the dogs out etc. I was home alone. I come out of the shower, the dogs are back inside, and the cocoa machine was never even started, but I specifically remember letting the dogs out and changing their water and going through the set up process of the water.


I don't smoke weed, but the other morning I was woken up, (not sure why so I won't guestimate), but while up I was like.. ugh I gotta use the bathroom. So onward I travel and notice the clock.. haha 4:20. I even looked at my dog (that loyally travels with me at all times), and said "Happy 4:20 Cookie!" and went to the restroom, pee'd, brushed my teeth again, washed my face and hands, and went out... and saw it was 3:10. Now I specifically saw the time... and it's like stuff like this happens. I don't sleep walk, and I don't time travel, but this has become an ongoing oddity.


Oh the other night I brought in new towells from the laundry room to the hallway closet. Put them in there and went to play me some Metroid M. My sister was in the shower, and she trodged passed me and said "Gee thanks for bringing in the towells," I said I did... look in the closet... she said "I did there not there smartass," and walked in the laundry room and got all the tiles that were sitting on the drier.... and put them back in the closet. So yeah... weird stuff.


On the subject of my friend that stayed over, we all went to bed around 2. She was in the guest room, I was in my room, and my sister slept with me because her because she was getting a new bedroom set and the delivery was cancelled. But the only odd thing was my friend said I kept opening her door checking on her.. asking if she is ok, which I was not doing. But nothing else on my side happening this weekend.

 

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Split personality anyone?

 

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I would guess an over active imagination or boredom.

I could be wrong.. but weaving a tale that includes most of the classic ghost/supernatural "symptoms" , and then take every opportunity to tell everyone that you dont believe in spirits/God/ghosts.. just seems like you decided to spin a yarn then debate stuff about it, or to seize the inevitable opportunity to muck it up with some bible believers.

If all of your stories are true.. then you have a haunted house and will probably go crazy and die and stuff. It is already in your brain making you do shit you dont remember. or maybe