But I think the human brain is very mysterious. They say we only really know what 10 percent of it does. What about the other 90%?
Do you think that if we just knew how to use the rest of our brains that we could do things that seem impossible? Do you think, for instance, that some people have the ability to move things without touching them? Or what about people who can see into the future or have dreams that really come true? And if there are people who CAN do those things, why is it they THEY can and most people can't? Are they special for some reason?
Thursday
And consider the possibility
that someday you try to tell people something that they laugh at you for saying. Try to imagine yourself in the position where you know that if you open your mouth and tell the truth people will think you are psycho or something. I'm not asking you to just blindly believe everything I say, but at least CONSIDER the possibility that I might be telling the truth. You can't honestly believe that everything in this world is just cut and dry with no gray area in between can you? I mean if you believe in God you should also just think about the possibility that there are other things that are here that can't be seen all the time.
Hayden
Hayden
So someone just emailed me
And asked if I had seen THIS blog. Now I am wondering if I should stop writing. At first it seemed like a really good idea to at least write it out and let people read it because at least then someone else BESIDES me can hear this, but now I'm getting nervous that this was a really bad idea. What if someone finds out who I really am?
I'm sure people think this is all fake or something, I mean I WOULD think that too if I was reading it. IDK, maybe I should just call it quits. I'm actually quite surprised that people have left me comments, because I'm sure they are secretly laughing at me. I don't want it to get to the point that I accidentally leave my computer open and someone sees this, or God forbid, tells Lily about it.
How's that for paranoia Hayden? Pretty soon you are going to thinking there are army helicopters hovering over Burge or something.
I'm sure people think this is all fake or something, I mean I WOULD think that too if I was reading it. IDK, maybe I should just call it quits. I'm actually quite surprised that people have left me comments, because I'm sure they are secretly laughing at me. I don't want it to get to the point that I accidentally leave my computer open and someone sees this, or God forbid, tells Lily about it.
How's that for paranoia Hayden? Pretty soon you are going to thinking there are army helicopters hovering over Burge or something.
I have a lot to do tonight
I need to work on my paper that's due next week and I have a TON of laundry to do too.
I'm supposed to go back home this weekend but I don't know if I should. It's tempting, but I'm afraid I will just waste time instead of doing something productive.
I'm supposed to go back home this weekend but I don't know if I should. It's tempting, but I'm afraid I will just waste time instead of doing something productive.
The first thing
That I saw Lily do that was odd happened that night at study tables. I was just sitting there reading my notes from a lecture and I happened to see her send a text message to someone. No big deal. But when she got a message back from whoever she'd sent the first message to she just happened to lay it on the table with the message still open. It had a bible verse on it. So yeah maybe that's not really weird, but it was a strange verse. The only reason I saw it was becuase she left the table for a moment and her blackberry was still laying there. It was just enough at an angle because a notebook was underneath it. It said something about 'falling from heaven, star of the morning" or something like that.
I felt weird that I saw it at all. But later I looked it up because seriously how many people do you know who receive bible quotes as text messages??
So this is what I found when I googled those terms..
Isaiah 14:12
"How you have fallen from heaven, O star of the morning, son of the dawn!"
I had never actually heard that bible passage before..and I wasn't sure what it meant. Here is some info on it from a bible search engine thingy:
"The name Lucifer has often been understood to be another name for the devil or the satan. This identification has a long history in the church, going back to at least the fourth century. Its origin is actually from a passage in the Old Testament from the book of Isaiah that, to some, speaks of a being cast out of heaven because of pride."
So um, yeah weird right? I mean WTF?
Hayden
I felt weird that I saw it at all. But later I looked it up because seriously how many people do you know who receive bible quotes as text messages??
So this is what I found when I googled those terms..
Isaiah 14:12
"How you have fallen from heaven, O star of the morning, son of the dawn!"
I had never actually heard that bible passage before..and I wasn't sure what it meant. Here is some info on it from a bible search engine thingy:
"The name Lucifer has often been understood to be another name for the devil or the satan. This identification has a long history in the church, going back to at least the fourth century. Its origin is actually from a passage in the Old Testament from the book of Isaiah that, to some, speaks of a being cast out of heaven because of pride."
So um, yeah weird right? I mean WTF?
Hayden
So I'm writing this
In the IMU. Probably dumb. It's not like anyone can see what I'm writing or anything, but still, in the back of my mind I keep thinking someone is going to read this over my shoulder or something.
I hate being so paranoid. This is not my personality. My friends would totally think I was NUTS. It makes me wonder how often strange things have happened to people I know and whether they've ever told anyone about it before.
I had a lecture this morning and all I could think about while I was sitting there was whether or not any of these people have a FREAKING CLUE about anything. Does it occur to them that when they are talking about meeting at whatever bar they've all decided on that there are people (or things) watching their every move? Have they ever noticed that there are certain groups of people on this campus that are just NOT normal?
I'm not talking about the crazies who hang out in the ped mall either.
Whatever,
I have to go.
Hayden
I hate being so paranoid. This is not my personality. My friends would totally think I was NUTS. It makes me wonder how often strange things have happened to people I know and whether they've ever told anyone about it before.
I had a lecture this morning and all I could think about while I was sitting there was whether or not any of these people have a FREAKING CLUE about anything. Does it occur to them that when they are talking about meeting at whatever bar they've all decided on that there are people (or things) watching their every move? Have they ever noticed that there are certain groups of people on this campus that are just NOT normal?
I'm not talking about the crazies who hang out in the ped mall either.
Whatever,
I have to go.
Hayden
Wednesday
Do you believe in
Karma?
I never really thought too much about it until just last fall. The basic theory is that everything you do creates some kind of karma..some good, some bad. The theory goes that any karma you make in this lifetime will follow you into the next one. Okay so you don't believe there is such a thing as reincarnation? I didn't either. Reincarnation isn't something they taught me about it confirmation class.
So anyway what happens when you actually are faced with the possibility that it's true? Consider the possibility that someday you will meet someone that you suddenly KNOW you KNOW and you REMEMBER HOW you know them and it isn't because you have ever met them in THIS life before.
So that's what happened when I met Cass. Of course his name isn't really Cass, but that's what I'm going to call him here.
I met him about a week after a officially 'pledged' (don't use that term hayden it's technically hazing) my sorority. My big sis introduced me to him at a party.
He has the bluest eyes I have EVER seen in my life. He is a junior, majoring in philosophy. What kind of major is that anyway? Who does that? What kind of job does he think he will get with a degree in philosophy? I mean seriously this isn't ancient Greece right? It's not like there's some kind of huge market for philosophers these days.
Cass lives across the river in a frat house. Yup he's a fraternity boy. Who knew I would fall for someone like that right?
Sigh..
more later
I never really thought too much about it until just last fall. The basic theory is that everything you do creates some kind of karma..some good, some bad. The theory goes that any karma you make in this lifetime will follow you into the next one. Okay so you don't believe there is such a thing as reincarnation? I didn't either. Reincarnation isn't something they taught me about it confirmation class.
So anyway what happens when you actually are faced with the possibility that it's true? Consider the possibility that someday you will meet someone that you suddenly KNOW you KNOW and you REMEMBER HOW you know them and it isn't because you have ever met them in THIS life before.
So that's what happened when I met Cass. Of course his name isn't really Cass, but that's what I'm going to call him here.
I met him about a week after a officially 'pledged' (don't use that term hayden it's technically hazing) my sorority. My big sis introduced me to him at a party.
He has the bluest eyes I have EVER seen in my life. He is a junior, majoring in philosophy. What kind of major is that anyway? Who does that? What kind of job does he think he will get with a degree in philosophy? I mean seriously this isn't ancient Greece right? It's not like there's some kind of huge market for philosophers these days.
Cass lives across the river in a frat house. Yup he's a fraternity boy. Who knew I would fall for someone like that right?
Sigh..
more later
More about Lily..
She knows everyone it seems like. I mean she's only a a sophomore but she knows EVERYONE. I swear one time every single person in brother's yelled her name when she walked through the door.
She's got this really unique look to her that makes other girls jealous and guys obsessed.
I'm NOT as pretty as her so it makes me feel kind of plain when she insists on me going out with her. But whatever.
So she told me about study tables the first week or two after classes started. We are supposed to do so many hours a week. I was watching her the first night I came to do the study thing. First I signed in (we have to do that to prove we were there), and she sat down next to me. All I can say is OMG I saw her do something really weird...REALLY weird.
More later
She's got this really unique look to her that makes other girls jealous and guys obsessed.
I'm NOT as pretty as her so it makes me feel kind of plain when she insists on me going out with her. But whatever.
So she told me about study tables the first week or two after classes started. We are supposed to do so many hours a week. I was watching her the first night I came to do the study thing. First I signed in (we have to do that to prove we were there), and she sat down next to me. All I can say is OMG I saw her do something really weird...REALLY weird.
More later
So now I am addicted..
And I want to get this all of my chest. I should be doing something else, like studying or whatever, but I'm writing here again.
On bid day last year I met this girl in my house. I'll call her Lily. She was so nice. She talked to me a lot during rush so I felt like I knew her better than a lot of the other girls in the house. I never felt weird or anything around her at all.
On bid day they came and got me in my dorm room and whisked me off to some activities they had planned. It was fun and Lily hung out with me almost the whole time.
The one thing she kept asking me, which was kind of odd, was if I went to church regularly. Well yeah I told her, I guess. She dropped the subject and didn't really press it again. Later I found out that she is the house 'chaplain' (there is actually another name for it but we'll just call it a chaplain), and I guess she is in charge of the ceremonial aspects of our rituals like initiation and everything. She also always goes to mass at the catholic student center every week, so she must be pretty religious. I went with her a few times, but I'm a really bad catholic. Usually I go to Mass on christmas eve and easter morning, and maybe a handful of other times during the year. Not Lily though, I think she pretty much never misses a sunday.
hayden
On bid day last year I met this girl in my house. I'll call her Lily. She was so nice. She talked to me a lot during rush so I felt like I knew her better than a lot of the other girls in the house. I never felt weird or anything around her at all.
On bid day they came and got me in my dorm room and whisked me off to some activities they had planned. It was fun and Lily hung out with me almost the whole time.
The one thing she kept asking me, which was kind of odd, was if I went to church regularly. Well yeah I told her, I guess. She dropped the subject and didn't really press it again. Later I found out that she is the house 'chaplain' (there is actually another name for it but we'll just call it a chaplain), and I guess she is in charge of the ceremonial aspects of our rituals like initiation and everything. She also always goes to mass at the catholic student center every week, so she must be pretty religious. I went with her a few times, but I'm a really bad catholic. Usually I go to Mass on christmas eve and easter morning, and maybe a handful of other times during the year. Not Lily though, I think she pretty much never misses a sunday.
hayden
It just occurred to me...
That if anyone in my sorority found out that I am writing this blog I would probably get kicked out. That's no good. I really do care about a lot of my sisters..I really do.
But here's the thing. I am also really freaked out. There are a some really strange things happening in my sorority house. The only thing I can say is that I am so GLAD I don't live there yet. I'm still in the dorms, which, yeah they suck, but they are also NOT that house.
My roommate knows something is up. I was up really late looking stuff up online a few nights ago and I think she saw one of the pages that I was looking at. She probably just thinks I like weird stuff or creepy stories. I don't know.
But I know this is risky..I probably should not be writing this. But at the same time it feels better that I am sharing this with SOMEONE, and people I know too...even if they don't know who I AM...I just can't really say who I am, I hope everyone understands.
Hayden
But here's the thing. I am also really freaked out. There are a some really strange things happening in my sorority house. The only thing I can say is that I am so GLAD I don't live there yet. I'm still in the dorms, which, yeah they suck, but they are also NOT that house.
My roommate knows something is up. I was up really late looking stuff up online a few nights ago and I think she saw one of the pages that I was looking at. She probably just thinks I like weird stuff or creepy stories. I don't know.
But I know this is risky..I probably should not be writing this. But at the same time it feels better that I am sharing this with SOMEONE, and people I know too...even if they don't know who I AM...I just can't really say who I am, I hope everyone understands.
Hayden
Maybe I can actually do this..
That is, maybe I can really tell my story. It is so much easier here than in real life, and when you think about it, it's a lot easier to tell strangers anything particularly sensitive.
I don't know you, you don't know me. And while you might think my name is Hayden DeLong, it's not. Hayden is after a football coach at my university who is something of a legend. And DeLong is the last name of close family friends of my parents, who like everything from childhood, bring me a sense of comfort.
How do I even begin to tell you this story? No one will even believe me anyway. I don't know that I even believe, and it's happening to me. It's my real life. To you I might be some crazy blogger who is making crap up, but to me this is the only way I can come to terms with what has happened to me and what I'm living with.
It's not going to happen quickly. I can't just shoot off a couple of blog entries and expect anyone to even begin to wrap their heads around the things that I've seen the past six months. But like anything else, seeing is believing and I can assure you that I have indeed experienced everything that I say I have.
So let's just start with the basics.
My name is Hayden. I am an 19 years old. I live in Iowa, in a college town where everything is different than everything else in this sleepy farm state.
My university is the biggest in Iowa. It's known for being liberal, open minded, left thinking, etc. Not the type of place I would have imagined myself gravitating towards, that's for sure.
But somehow I found myself here. I want to be a nurse and it's the only state school with a nursing program. My parents couldn't have afforded some of the private schools, and besides this university is known for it's medical majors.
Anyway, I came here like hundreds of other freshman last fall. I thought I was ready for the independence, the hard work, the new friends, etc. What I didn't count on was the fact that nothing is really what it seems, and that there were people here who wanted to hurt me, or save me or even take away my free will..yes it's true.
But let's just begin like this. I am in a very well known sorority, and there is something in my house that shouldn't be there. It is not something that should be anywhere, but how it got there is a tale that began thousands of years ago. (Yes I told you that you wouldn't believe me). And how it ended up here is something that I don't completely understand myself. But it IS there and it IS NOT human.
sigh....
It is truly with sorrow that I entrust the burden of this tale to you, whoever you may be...
more later,
Hayden
I don't know you, you don't know me. And while you might think my name is Hayden DeLong, it's not. Hayden is after a football coach at my university who is something of a legend. And DeLong is the last name of close family friends of my parents, who like everything from childhood, bring me a sense of comfort.
How do I even begin to tell you this story? No one will even believe me anyway. I don't know that I even believe, and it's happening to me. It's my real life. To you I might be some crazy blogger who is making crap up, but to me this is the only way I can come to terms with what has happened to me and what I'm living with.
It's not going to happen quickly. I can't just shoot off a couple of blog entries and expect anyone to even begin to wrap their heads around the things that I've seen the past six months. But like anything else, seeing is believing and I can assure you that I have indeed experienced everything that I say I have.
So let's just start with the basics.
My name is Hayden. I am an 19 years old. I live in Iowa, in a college town where everything is different than everything else in this sleepy farm state.
My university is the biggest in Iowa. It's known for being liberal, open minded, left thinking, etc. Not the type of place I would have imagined myself gravitating towards, that's for sure.
But somehow I found myself here. I want to be a nurse and it's the only state school with a nursing program. My parents couldn't have afforded some of the private schools, and besides this university is known for it's medical majors.
Anyway, I came here like hundreds of other freshman last fall. I thought I was ready for the independence, the hard work, the new friends, etc. What I didn't count on was the fact that nothing is really what it seems, and that there were people here who wanted to hurt me, or save me or even take away my free will..yes it's true.
But let's just begin like this. I am in a very well known sorority, and there is something in my house that shouldn't be there. It is not something that should be anywhere, but how it got there is a tale that began thousands of years ago. (Yes I told you that you wouldn't believe me). And how it ended up here is something that I don't completely understand myself. But it IS there and it IS NOT human.
sigh....
It is truly with sorrow that I entrust the burden of this tale to you, whoever you may be...
more later,
Hayden
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