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Yes, it is a weird question but please just indulge me. I'm weird like that. Hahaha!
If I was a paranormal creature, I'd probably be a benign ghostly apparition - a watcher. The one that delights in observing a person and his actions at anytime and anyplace but without doing any physical harm to the watched. I've always thought them to be creepier than say, poltergeists or harmful spirits because they seem to come out of nowhere and linger in the back of our minds. They produce that "I'm alone but it seems like I'm being watched" feeling, sort of the heebie jeebies in the middle of the night.
I'm more of an observer rather than a participator in most social settings. I'd rather blend in with the crowd and be a part of the background rather than attracting attention to myself. That's why an apparition would best suit my personality.
How about you? What're your takes regarding the question?
I would very much like to know.
Hmm, interesting question. I think I'd be a Poltergeist although not a mean one. I would find things people had lost and just have fun with them in general.
Hahaha! That's really a fun way to go about it! Just sort of annoying the living by hiding all their stuff. A very puckish sort of poltergeist. That's wonderful... Thanks for the insight!
A poltergeist, and I would get revenge on everyone who has ever unjustly wronged me.
You're a very vengeful creature then? Nice choice!
I'd be a ghost or poltergeist or whaichever it is, that would go terrorize the new agers and the fundamentalists alike, and then run off and hide when skeptics like the way I am now arrive, and watch the spiritualists swear up and down they saw something move or heard something.
Lol I had a dream about this a year or so ago, that I woke up dead and I was in this small smoky room and this old guy was reading me the rules of how it was gonna be, what my limits were in terms of where I could come and go in Portland. I was some kind of floater being one of the many adherents to some brand of woo has a word for, and yet I was telling this old guy this was all bullshit and I didn't believe him, it was some kind of illusion. The old guy just said "fuck you" matter-of-factly and went on with his litany. And then there I was, flying over Portland, divided, wanting to pull a few pranks on some grass chewer or fundamentalist and yet also wanting to do something protective for average people like the rest of us.
Anyway a bit of a hijack and the only time I can see I've ever given thought to any of that stuff. If you can call dreaming thought.
does a serpent count?