A Disturbing Doppelganger

This image comes from a Stephen King book/movie. I love King’s work, but this book – It – freaked me out and I couldn’t finish it. Maybe it’s the clown weirdness. Maybe it’s something else.

At any rate, I was clicking around in blogland and ran across Dan Mitchell’s fascinating blog. This seems to be a multilayered synchro – a  doppelganger, a kid, a possible alien abduction. At any rate, I didn’t sleep well after reading this and that’s usually a good indication that synchronicity and other sorts of weirdness is prevalent. But let Dan tell it; he tells it well, powerfully.
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Back in 1982 I had a situation erupt in my childhood that was the first time I felt as though I had been lured into something either ominous or simply unexplainable. At the time it was so confusing that when I told my parents about it, they did what they usually did, laugh it off.  When I was six there were only two things on my mind really, my family and going outside to play.  I wasn’t raised in the best of neighborhoods, but for some reason, my parents felt that it was ok for a 5 or 6 year old kid to simply walk around the neighborhood and be free. Admittedly those were different times, but to this day I find it troubling.  I don’t like my kids being out of my sight, and there isn’t a chance I would simply let them “run free” as if my neighborhood were a hippie commune.

Admittedly there was some fun to it. I was able to explore on my big-wheel and get into all sorts of boyhood adventures.  There were railroad tracks a short distance from my house, often times I would simply lay down and go to sleep in the field that those tracks ran through when I got tired.  One day my oldest brother found me and had convinced me that I slept there the whole night.  The sun was setting and he told me it was morning. “Oh man, Danny, you’re in deep. Mom and Dad have been looking for you all night! The cops were looking, too!” I was terrified.  My brother walked me home and when I went into the house practically in tears, he let me in on the joke.  I never slept outside in that field again, even though it felt strangely natural for me to do that.

One day I was hanging outside on the porch with my brother Christopher, when a huge blue buick pulled up to the house with my Mom in the passenger side.  She kept waving strangely to me, almost like she was waving too forcefully. She kept repeating herself, “Hi Danny. Hi Danny. Hi Danny. This is mom, I love you.”  I waved back. My brother was also puzzled by this.  I didn’t know who the driver was, in fact his face is still something of a blur to me.  I didn’t feel right because I was certain that my Mom had just made me lunch, and I didn’t know she left the house.  I began to feel uneasy.  I felt as though a thought was being beamed into my head that my Mom was leaving forever and she wanted me to get into the car with her.  I turned around and went into the house to ask my Dad why she was leaving only to have the shock of my life. My Mom was standing in the kitchen.  “Mommy, I thought you were outside?”  She looked at me puzzled and said, “No, honey, I’ve been in here all day.”  I told her that I saw her outside and she just kind of laughed. My brother Christopher ran in and repeated what I had said.  At the time my mind made it seem as though the driver was one of my uncles, but clearly it wasn’t.  He didn’t even drive a buick at that time.

Whoever had been in the car that afternoon was not my Mom. It had, however, pulled off a rather awesome disguise in an attempt to possibly lure me into the car.  It failed for numerous reasons. Firstly, I could smell bullshit and guile even at that young age.  I don’t mean that figuratively, I mean it literally as well.  I have the odd ability to smell when things don’t seem right.  In the past, I have smelled even the scents of people and have learned who I can and cannot trust.  And though I know that sounds incredibly odd, I assure you that this ability is very real. That afternoon, I smelled something very nasty.  Secondly it failed because I sensed I was being tricked, I could immediately tell by the movements and mannerisms that this was not my mom. That is why I didn’t blindly run up to the car.

I do have serious concerns about this phenomenon.  My concerns are not so much for myself, but moreso for my own children.  I firmly believe there is an aspect to this that is very dangerous.  While I can’t be certain exactly what that is, I do know that it is foolish to believe in the new age interpretation of this issue that these are all beneficial entities giving man a push toward evolution and development.  If this were the case, individuals like Mark and others wouldn’t have their self-identity splintered into a million pieces and end up living off the grid in a state of constant fear.  I’m not saying that fear is always a bad thing, or that it doesn’t lead to growth, I’m saying that it is unwise to jump into an explanation without first closely examining every aspect of it.  Furthermore, I firmly believe that NOT all of it is dangerous, in fact I believe some of it has the potential to be beneficial depending upon its reception by the individual or society.

For me I view this overall in one way-whatever is occuring is happening because it is a part of the creative process, or as the Tao Te Ching calls it, the great going forth.  From that perspective, I see this as something of a final crystallization of events leading to something far bigger, mainly the dissolution of the present order of things. I am not hopping on the 2012 bandwagon, I am simply saying that something has been implanted into the collective consciousness of modern humanity.  I say this based upon my own personal experiences, my personal communications with things that defy rational explanation, and more importantly my own growth during my pursuit of truth.  While I am sure that not all people would agree with what I say here, and that’s ok, I just ask for people to hear me out, at least for the sake of a fresh opinion on the matter.  Nobody is obligated to believe what I write or the ideas I put forth, I simply offer them up for your consideration on the matter.
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