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| Painting by Battesimo di Cristo in 1710. Freaky. |
1 minute...
5 minutes...
And the light goes back on as I look to see what was at the foot of my bed. Oh...my cat. Light goes back off.
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2 minutes...
Light goes back on. I had to use the bathroom. Now I don't normally need a light to get to our bathroom, but the light went on anyways. You know…safety precaution. Can't be too safe, even in your own home I always say...yeah. I stepped out of my bedroom and looked into the dark living room, seemingly convinced there was a tall, gray creature standing there but nothing attacked so I ran into the bathroom. I left the bathroom still looking behind me into the living room and out the windows into the dark woods in our backyard. I'm sure the aliens would love to hide in those woods, spying on me from afar. I jumped back into my bed and turned the light off.
1 minute....
Light back on.
Well this was total BS. I'm 28 years old and I’m turning on a damn nightlight to fend off little green men from another planet. So the only solution I had was Wayne Dyer, a motivational speaker I'm particularly fond of. I turned my laptop back on and cued up his PBS special on Google Videos about "The Power of Intention." I figured, "If I got the power of Wayne Dyer combined with the glow of my laptop...well hell, that should keep the aliens at bay right? Needless to say, it still took me a couple hours to finally fall asleep and I was thrilled to wake up in the morning knowing I had survived.
Have I picked up Bill's book to finish reading it? Nope. This one will take a little time to finish. But if you want to get your hands on a copy of Bill’s book, follow this link and read about his amazing and true experiences. As soon as I finish this book, I"ll be sure to blog about it.
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