How To Create & Live With A Ghost

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Of The Population Of Humanity & The Female Ghosts Living With (Not Haunting) Me.

“The current world population of 7.6 billion is expected to reach 8.6 billion in 2030, 9.8 billion in 2050 and 11.2 billion in 2100, according to a new United Nations report being launched today.” And ‘today’ was June 21, 2017.

These are the people in the world, on the planet Earth who make up what we commonly call humanity.

Global ‘Human’ Population
Are ‘Human Beings’ Really 7.3 Billion? We Count Only Bodies, Not Beings. Why Don’t We Count the Ghosts and Demons? (-Image Credits: geralt via @pixaby-)

I don’t know if those who gave the numbers, the United Nations and its staff, counted everyone, in every place, up to date. Yes, there’s something call estimation, a part of a subject we call statistics. One need not go around every inch of a community to have an idea, a good idea, of how many human bodies are there, alive, generally.

I wonder how many ghosts are there in the world, who aren’t regarded, and therefore not counted, as humans. I think some scientist should endeavor to unravel this for the sake of humanity – or rather me.

In addition, and I’m sure of this, the statistician did not compute those spirits who just abandoned their physical bodies and those who are about to take over new bodies – respectively the dead and the new born bodies.

If we were to go per my definition of “human beings” as “a spirit, soul, with or without a body”, it’s a cinch that our population numbers are in gross error.

I agree that the above definition is far too extreme for the statisticians and other humans. Would these including you?. But, what’ll happen if we agree with this definition, albeit for this fleeting time?

Why?

Why not?

Look around the world, your environment, yourself. I bet that if you truly look, you’re likely to be confronted with phenomena that are simply unexplainable if we kept believing that “a human being is a bipedal mammal, an animal”.

Okay. But what is the core reason why I think that ‘beings’ without bodies should be counted as a part of the global population? Well, I live with some in my home!.

I know it’s a dangerous waters I’m toeing. Well, if I’m just toeing and not drowning in the raging seas of danger, then it’s all well, right? I guess, at least.

I narrated my experiences with some beings without bodies’, albeit with the ‘muddlement’ of fictional data and events in my short story book “A Meld Of Two Monstresses Born Of My Thought”. Take away the fictional events and dramatist personae, the core of the story was wholly true.

And, I bet that a few of those who read these words would have some experiences, similar.

No. No. Not ghosts. Well, ghosts. But, it’s not a made up “story”. It is factual that we, every human, exist as such at intervals between losing a body at the departure from physical life, and gaining a new body at ‘birth’.

Oh, please, don’t tell me you can’t remember being a ghost, or demon?

You can’t?

Wow?

What did you do with your all your eons of memories? Oh, okay, you got amnesia. Hmm. I rest my words here, for you.

For you who could remember wholly or fractionally, is it possible for you to drop your comment of your experience below? Who knows, we can learn a thing or nothing from your experience.

Yes, I’ll love your personal experiences, and your experiencing of another ghost or demon – the same other than the ghost is stupid/confused and the demon is psychotic.

Demons Are Crazy Beings Without ‘Human’ Body. Just As Psychotic Criminals Are Humans With Bodies.
(-Image Credits: darksouls1 via @pixaby-)

Concluding, I’ll like to say that it is vital that we know how many we are in the world or our smaller communities; how many bodies without beings*, how many human beings*, how many ‘human’ beings without bodies*.

Of those ‘human’ beings without bodies, how many of those are about to pick up new bodies, about to be ‘born as babies among us; how many are stupidly roaming in the shadows as living dead – ghosts; how many are utterly bitten to raving lunacy – demons; and how many are there who are about to dump their bodies?

Now, to my situation – I have two of the disembodied class of human’ beings who hung onto my living space. I very much think that both are walking the tatteredly thin thread on the threshold of lunacy. They think they are “females”, you know, “women”. They have started to speak, having stopped humming and whining a few months ago. They were yet to speak to me directly, though. I doubt that they were aware of one another, less engage in any interaction.

Of Ghosts & Me – Ghosts Are Stupid/Confused Beings Without ‘Human’ Body. Just As Neurotics Are Confused Humans With Bodies.
(-Image Credits: darksouls1 via @pixaby-)

They roam about me, getting a little more agitated by the day.

Now, what did I do that brought these beautiful (by their voices and shadow of looks) erstwhile ‘human women’ to my home?

“Babatunde, come out with it.” A voice whispers.

“who’s there?” I whisper in return, turning to scan my heavily illuminated living room where I write this. Well, there’s no one.

Continuing…I had dreamt of these ‘ladies of the shadows’ (permit me to call them that) beforehand some couple of years ago. On the eve of the second year that I had the dream, both stepped, gingerly and seductively, out of my daydream, practically. It was in the late afternoon. I was having a short snappy snooze after a terrific all-night battle on a consulting assignment. As they stepped out, I opened my eyes. Oh, no. I couldn’t believe both my eyeless eyes and my body’s eyes, I refrained from screaming because I could see they weren’t real solid ‘humans’. Yes, I was used to reading insanely weird stuff.

Later, I lost my sight on them. But, I could still feel their cold presence. I could feel the chilly displacement of air when one or the other rushed by me. They seemed to be in a hurry, always. I also could hear impressions of the sounds they make.

What should I do should they appear physically to me again? I haven’t been afraid of them. I kind of have an “intellectual understanding” of the situation. But, will that last? What if they realize that I was around them? I don’t think they ‘see’ me…yet?

What should I do? Should I call the police? These fine ghosts haven’t committed any infraction against the law. Well, other than trespassing. And, the police is likely to think I’m crazy, right? Na! Not a great idea.

What if I go to the nearby church and seek the service of an exorcist-priest? But, these disembodied fellas aren’t inside my body, you know. Well, possibly, they could be exorcised out of the house. What if they turned violent and kill someone…or me?

Or should I try a priest of the Yoruba religion, Babalawo? Will that serve? Again, what if it turned violent?

I’ll leave you now. I’ll need to do some thinking (as if that will work).

Hoping you’ll make, and share, a note of yours below.

Babatunde signing off.

 
 
 

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