posted on Apr, 25 2008 @ 03:46 AM
Greetings and salutations! First off, I would like to introduce myself, you may
call me Michael, or Dragon, whichever you prefer. I am writing this not only on this forum, but others as well, as what I seek is apparently
difficult to find and even harder to understand. We shall start off with my background, as that is where I started myself. I was born in Florida, a
place I still yet feel an undeniable connection to, I am a capricorn, and prefer not to discuss my prepubescent years as they are a source of anguish
for me. Like many, I did not have an ideal childhood, suffice to say I experienced far too much at far too young an age, having to deal with the
death of my father at age 6, sexual abuse to my teens, and physical abuse until I decided to venture out on my own. I do not believe any of this has
any bearing on what I am seeking, I relay this only to give a general background on myself. From a very early age, I have felt something inside of
me. Now I would like to pause here and elaborate. Many times when I have related this sentiment to someone, they believe me to be either insane or a
liar. I at first assumed this was the christian god, as I was raised in the babtist faith. However, after straying so far as to openly challenge
that god alone in a field one night during a hellacous thunderstorm, I still felt it then, it has never left and I trust it never will. Sometimes
when I meditate, or attempt to as I am still learning, I feel the touch of something, it makes contact right with my heart, and I am overcome with an
emotion that makes me feel so pure, so beautiful, so grateful that many times I cannot help but weep afterwards. I cannot stress enough that what I
feel is not unnatural, at least not to me, and it does not tell me to go harm others, even if at times I do find suggestions in my mind that I refuse
to believe are my own. I believe everyone has dark thoughts, morbid urges, but I have as of yet relegated these to mere fancy. I will divulge that
there is a history of mental illness within my family, however, I refuse to dismiss all that I feel, see, and experience as mania or dementia. Now
that we have the background out of the way, let me express why I am here. As I mentioned above, I have always been able to feel a presence within me,
a sort of strange energy for lack of a better term. I can manipulate it on some levels, rising it within me to the point where I begin to shake and
am afraid to go any farther. I can move it throughout my body, and I believe I have used this to heal myself on various occasions, not some
spontaneous regeneration or anything silly like that, but in all my 30 years I have only been to the hospital once, and that is something I will
discuss momentarily. All throughout my life, I have been able to see and sometimes feel things that others say aren't there, or in retrospect seem
out of place. I remember quite clearly the first time I saw something, I do not know whether it was a spirit, a ghost, or some other entity, but I
had arisen late at night, spending the evening with my aunt and felt compelled to go to her front window, and on the street corner below, I saw a
woman I did not know, who subsequently morphed into a man, then a dog, and then dissipated. I have never spoken of this to anyone, however, since I
am now seeking help and/or guidance, I feel it paramount to be entirely honest. As a young man, I was enthralled by mythology and folklore, and spent
countless hours reading and rereading any text concerning these subjects or religion. I do not consider myself an expert in any field, however, I do
have in my mind vast reservoirs of fables, myths, legends, and other folklore that I enjoy referencing in conversation, much to the dismay of my
peers, who usually have no idea what I'm talking about. In my teens I attempted to delve into the occult, but all I ever found was children wanting
to play dress up and have a rousing game of "Ill believe you if you