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Post by Max Power on Oct 23, 2004 12:45:52 GMT -5
I just remembered something in my life that I think will explain to a certain extent as to how I got to be shy. I remember certain events on the day I was born, because it was a traumatizing event. I remember entering the world, I remember getting washed under a metal sink, and I remember looking at my doctor. I asked my mother if my doctor was asian, and she said yes, why do you ask, and I told her that I had a vision where an asian guy with a doctor's mask was staring at me and handing me to a woman. She was startled that I remembered that. Heck, I even described part of the room, the colors of the walls and where the bed was positioned. I do not remember seeing my mother or father that horrid day, probably because once I was with them, the trauma was over. My mom asked me to describe what I remember, and I told her just about what happened. This is how my birth took place. I remembered wiggling to get out of this dark room. When I saw a light, I tried to go to the light. I wasn't crying, just curious as to what was on the other side. I peeked my head out, looked around, cried, and went back into my mother as I saw the doctor reaching for me. The doctor had to use forceps to pull me out. I actually had the forcep marks on my temples up until I was 20! I remembered getting a light slap on the butt and just being abused in this horrible World of Bright Lights. I do not remember exactly why I went back in, but I know that part of it had to do with the comfort of my mother's womb (maybe it was too cold in the outside world) combined with "meeting" people for the first time. Was it actually meeting people, or seeing these funny looking creatures we call Humans? Call me silly, but I have been shy with every single person I have met for the first time since birth, lietrally. Just think about it. I looked around and saw people and crawled back in. People, bright lights and the cold air just didn't set right with me. And my mother told me that the way I was acting, it looked as if I was afraid of people. So when someone says that they were shy from day one, tell them this story, because for me, it's the truth.
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Post by glenn miller on Oct 23, 2004 18:34:36 GMT -5
wow
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Post by what the on Oct 23, 2004 19:56:41 GMT -5
Are you some kind of super genius? Do you also remember what you ate as an infant and where you ate it from? Aggghhh disturbing thought, huh? lol
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Post by Max Power on Oct 23, 2004 20:39:15 GMT -5
Are you some kind of super genius? Do you also remember what you ate as an infant and where you ate it from? Aggghhh disturbing thought, huh? lol No, that's Wile E. Coyote. lol No, I happen to have an unusual memory. I cannot remember what I did yesterday, but I remember things 25 years ago that no one else would, to the exact detail or close to it. I cannot understand why I remember my birth, but to answer your other question, I do remember bits and pieces as an infant. Like for instance, I did a diaper commercial when I was six months old, but I don't remember that. But I do remember my father making me laugh from my crib, and that was around the same time as the commercial. I just can't explain it. I'm a freakazoid.
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Post by Hermit on Oct 23, 2004 23:04:15 GMT -5
I'm sorry that you remember your birth as a traumatic experience, but i have to say that the fact that you *do* remember it as being very cool..
You mentioned that you can remember other things from your extreme youth, but only parts.. How clear are your memories from then on? Like when you were 2.. or 5 (and so on)?
My own memories are are non-existant prior to about 4 or 5 years old.. and those are just jumbled bits and pieces.. like when i was in the hosipital with very high temp fever when i was about that old. I can remember my Dad sleeping in a chair next to my bed, and some vague features about the room but nothing more. There are a few other memories from those early days, but nothing concrete and no recollection of what i was thinking at the time or how i felt. Just unclear images.
Memories from a few years after that say 8-12 yrs. old- are only a little bit better.. i can remember events with some clarity, but it's still rather jumbled and without any sense of sequence to those events.
Are your memories more clear than this?
I wonder how many other people out there have as far reaching memories as you?..
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Post by Max Power on Oct 24, 2004 0:21:27 GMT -5
I'm sorry that you remember your birth as a traumatic experience, but i have to say that the fact that you *do* remember it as being very cool.. You mentioned that you can remember other things from your extreme youth, but only parts.. How clear are your memories from then on? Like when you were 2.. or 5 (and so on)? My own memories are are non-existant prior to about 4 or 5 years old.. and those are just jumbled bits and pieces.. like when i was in the hosipital with very high temp fever when i was about that old. I can remember my Dad sleeping in a chair next to my bed, and some vague features about the room but nothing more. There are a few other memories from those early days, but nothing concrete and no recollection of what i was thinking at the time or how i felt. Just unclear images. Memories from a few years after that say 8-12 yrs. old- are only a little bit better.. i can remember events with some clarity, but it's still rather jumbled and without any sense of sequence to those events. Are your memories more clear than this? I wonder how many other people out there have as far reaching memories as you?.. I have some vivid memories before I was 5. I was born cross-eyed and had an operation to correct it when I was 2. I vividly remember being in the operating room with my mother the night before the operation and talking to her. I remember the days after that, when I was in darkness, although I do not remember the first time I opened my eyes to see again. I have so many vivid memories, such as my first day in kindergarten, when I was 5, and I remember exactly how I met my first ever friend, when I was playing with a toy truck and he came over to introduce himself. I still remember the design of my entire preschool, which I haven't been in since 1983. Why do I remember the school? Probably because during that time I was the most popular kid in the school with my sense of humor. I had a steady "girlfriend", sadly my only girlfriend, and all the other girls liked me. It was when I had my first kiss. Happy memories like that. Now here are two stories that will freak everyone out. My mother believes in the paranormal. I too think that if we can conquer every aspect of our mind, we can do anything we want... anything. One day, when I was 3, my mother wanted to test me. She rolled a ball into the kitchen at full force, and I yelled for it to stop... and it did, right in it's tracks. I never did this again because I didn't practice whatever it was that I did to make it stop, but I remember I wanted it to stop and it did. I don't know what technique I used, or just me simply yelling at the ball, or even if a ghost played a trick on me. My mother occasionally reminds me of this incident when the chips are down, telling me that if I concentrate hard enough, I can get anything I want. Now this last story is downright eerie. When I was 6, me and a friend of mine were watching television. I believe the day was December 15, 1980, or just about that time. There was a Toys 'R Us commercial on and I was kidding around about how I had super powers. She said that if I really did, then prove it. I told my friend that I could make the commercial play again... and it did. Again and again and again, I believe 7 times in a row. To this day, I cannot explain that. I asked in school if anyone else saw the commercial constantly playing, but no one was watching what we were watching (which I ironically do not remember.) I wonder if this was the television studio screwing up, or was it more? I would not have believed it if it wasn't for the fact that my friend was with me. But I still think it was a studio blunder because I do remember saying, for the eighth time that I can make it play again, but things went back to normal. But the feeling we had back then, just beside ourselves with laughter because this commercial ran over and over and over again everytime I said "Watch... I'll do it again." Back to memories, I can sit down and write my autobiography with exact details of preschool up to this very writing. Maybe others have memories like this. I don't go out much, so maybe there's not enough memories to crowd my brain, I don't know. I guess I'm a mental case.
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Post by Monnlightairshadow on Oct 24, 2004 8:16:02 GMT -5
nah i don't think ur a mental case... u have such an amazing memory. as for the paranormal stuff...well I don't really know what to believe but that's such an amazing experience...and i'm also open to any possibility because i've dealt with paranormal stuff myself...
anyway when ppl find out that they can do something beyond what's considered normal to society...they want it to stop, cos ppl are scared of the unkown...maybe u did have something there or maybe it was just a trick, but well who knows?
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Post by WayoftheBraves on Oct 24, 2004 13:57:39 GMT -5
The funny thing about the paranormal is that paranormal experiences seem to happen to those who sorta "least expect" it.
For one thing, people who have an early interest in the paranormal, never seem to experience the paranormal. Ever. Unless they search really really hard.
Which tells me, Max, you've got some stuff other people don't have. Sometimes I wish I had it.
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Post by Max Power on Oct 24, 2004 15:27:27 GMT -5
Which tells me, Max, you've got some stuff other people don't have. Except a girlfriend. Now if I can have one gravitate towards me, then I will use my good to save the world.
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