Ok. I have to say and give a special "Thanks to all of you." As well as this site called Thoughts. That I just happened to come across by chance one wayward day. For providing the way and means for this Bird to fly down and share with you his thoughts. In particular certain thoughts he needed to see laid out before his eyes instead of just inside his densely feathered head. In doin' so I've gained a special insight in regaurds to the 1st one of these lighthanded paranormal episodes I've been blessed with.
I'm talkin' for now about the Balloon event here. Seein' that it occurred years before I had anything to do with a computer let alone this internet world we live in today. If I had never posted an account of that experience. I'm more than certain I never would have got the very explicit intent of it all. Which was staring me square in the face all along. Only this birdbrain was so caught up in the dark amazement of such an elaborate production on its part. That all he could do is react with a low vexation and foolish feigned bravado and spite. Which inturn totally blinded his ignorant ass from seeing the obvious message. One was deemed to be important enough as to warrant such a production.
In short, someone or something saw fit to tell me by way of placing a silver helium balloon from two rooms away right between the TV. and me. For the soul purpose of reflecting me own image back at me. In other words tellin' me to...
Take A Good Look At Myself
Which is sound advice we all would do well to heed from time to time in good measure I'd say. But alas this message whether about something goin' on in me life at the time or in general I don't know. Regretfully it was lost on me at the time due to the dumb astonishment of the whole undertaking. (note to other side: Sometimes the production can over shadow the product.) Which brings us to the other 3 that happened afterwards. Since the bubble toy, light sword and guitar string pluckin' happened well after I had finally realized what the 1st one was about. Therefore I can't see how or if they have anything to do with it or eachother. So to date. Aside from bein' redudant just and/or just showin' off. I'm unable to gleen anything else. Witch smacks of a veiled arrogance on their part that begets an explicit and perhaps dangerous arrogance from me in retrun. And that me fine band of ghost hunters, brings us to my little challenge to it. Witch is as follows...
You see friends, I'm thinkin' and kinda always have even B4 all this came about. That seeing how this something or someone has the ability to make such things as all this happen. And seein' that there was a message or intention that was so important as to warrant action on their part. As demostrated by the Balloon stunt. Rather than the 3 others afterwards that achieve no discernible purpose other than a anoying distraction. I ask why not just write me a letter or note. A memo might even suffice to point me in the desired direction. So as to avoid or gain advantage of a ominous situation. Rather that waste such antics on things that achieve no more than startling and puzzling things that go bumb in the night. Leavin' me no recourse other than asking...
Why can't it just save itself all that effort.
And just say so outright.
In other words...
Just shine the damn Light.
(Now there's a switch for ya alright.)
OK so at the top of this piece I gave thanks to all of you and to thoughts. To thoughts for allowin' me to present this to you but just as important to meself as well. I don't know folks but by seein' all this laid out kinda helped me see a little better and gave me a handle on it to work with. And a thanks to you for raising aspects I hadn't thought of and not havin' me certified and committed as one loony bird too far gone to let fly about loose.
You know maybe, just maybe. When battling a aweful loosing rut I was havin' in the chess rooms. Quiting the fight for a while I just wandered about randomly surfing the net to distract and clear my frustration a little. Thats when I came across this site. Checked it out a bit and just gave a go. Expecting to make an ass of meself in short order. Since I had barely writen little more than a short letter once or twice before this. Well that was a number of years ago and I'm still winging it. Who woulda thunk it? Not me that's for sure. So Thank you all and Thoughts for opening the sky for this silly Bird.
You know. Now that I think of it. Perhaps stumbling upon Thoughts by pure chance wasn't so much of a happy accident as I made it out to be. Who's to say? Hmmm... I have to think on that a bit. I'll have to get back to ya on that.
This is Black Bird wingin' off into the wild midnight yonder.
Ta Ta for now.