This actually happens a lot. I think I’m all original and smart and then I find out that really I’m not the first person to think of my revolutionary theories. Like before I discovered Descartes I wondered about the nature of consciousness and what exactly that meant and the connection to the senses and so on. Then I took a philosophy class and was all “mother fucker”.
Here is “my” theory on what a ghost is. So, if we take into account the first law of thermodynamics (that energy can neither be created nor destroyed) and Einstein’s E=MC2 our body runs on energy and the energy that propels the brain can’t really “disappear” or be destroyed when we die. I know that there are some discrepancies with this because of the law of conservation that states,
“The particles were found subject to annihilation in which matter particles (such as electrons) can be converted to non-matter (such as photons of electromagnetic radiation), or even into potential energy or kinetic energy. Matter could also be created out of kinetic or other types of energy, in the process of matter creation. Thus, matter (defined as ponderable matter particles) was found not to be conserved.”
BUT, dying wouldn’t destroy the energy, because to annihilate the electrons you’d need an outside source whose sole purpose is to destroy. Also, if you look at string theory, everything is made up of energy (I’m saying this in REAL basic terms) and our body is just kind of a shell that takes in what’s already there, when we die that energy would just be released back to the world. There are theories that when someone experiences a very strong emotion, you “leak energy” and (in a way) stain what’s around you. When some dies violently or there is a strong feeling of sadness that can remain. So can positive emotions but it seems people are more susceptible to the negative energy as it feels more unnatural so they concentrate more on that. Also, I think that different people run on different wavelengths and are more sensitive to certain energies. That could explain psychics.
So yeah, I thought I was all smart for figuring this out but it turns out this theory was already proposed in the 1970’s. It’s called the Stone Tape theory. I just linked to it because I’m lazy and it basically says what I stated above but without all the physics and scientific stuff. But the catalyst that made me so interested in it were things that I’ve seen and felt.
So, without further ado, here is something that makes me believe I’m on a different wavelength (I already know I’m crazy. Diagnosed even) is that… I’ve seen dead cats. I shit you not. I’ve also experienced scary shit and have known things about a place that I was never told BUT the cat experiences really stick out cause, as I’m sure you’re thinking, it’s weird as fuck. Here is an example. A friend of mine had just moved into a new apartment and had a roommate. She invited me over to meet her and we all bonded and got “enlightened via herbs” (this was ages ago in case a future employer is reading this…). I started hearing meowing noises and thought nothing of it because the window was open so I just assumed it was coming from the alley. But then I felt something by my feet. You know when cats do a figure 8 around your feet? Well that’s what I felt. I looked down and there was nothing there so at this point I was kinda like… whoa, I’m too stoned. But then out of the corner of my eye I saw a long-haired calico cat dart into the hallway. I then asked the roommate if she had a cat and she promptly burst into tears. Apparently her cat of 17 years had just died the month before. She had never mentioned a cat up until this point and there were NO pictures of said cat. I then reluctantly asked if the cat had happened to be a long-haired calico cat and she stared at me astonished and got out a photo album. Yeap, it was the cat I saw.
So yeah, I can’t solve murders but I can see dead cats. Awesome. That’s like being a superhero but being Aquaman. This has happened quite a few times but a lot less now that I’m on medication. I have a few theories about that buuuuut because this entry is a book long, we’ll leave that for another time.
I see dead cats. /Haley Joel Osment voice.