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We Talk About Phenomena Not Ghosts


Have you ever felt like being sure that you have experienced a new situation previously! Did you see any objects moving with no physical contact?! This is not about ghosts, it must be a case of Psychokinesis! Ah, you do not what is Psychokinesis? Well, let’s read this all together.


For sure you heard about moving objects with eyes. Maybe you thought, such a thing does not exist in our real life. But, many historians wrote about how the Union Soviet used it against the Nazi army in the second world war, later on against USA in the cold war. The word psychokinesis from the Greek meaning mind, soul, hear, or breath. It is also known as telekinesis, it is a term to refer the direct influence of mind on physical objects. You yourself don’t know if you have the ability of moving objects with your mind. Telekinesis is just like any of our buried abilities that we have lost because of lack of training. I will give you a hand to know! Maybe you can, maybe you cannot. The most important part of all is, you have to believe that telekinesis is real. Well, I believe it is real, and I will go through its experiment right now, so you! I’m focusing on the object which is a green gum, they say you must take 10 minutes until you feel it is a part of you. I’ll be back in ten minutes.

Goodness me! Here, I’m back. That experiment was really marvelous. I took more than 10 minutes to feel that green gum is a part of me. I visualized the change that I wanted to do, which was moving the gum few inches forward. Then, I made the last step, trying to move the object, a gum in our case. The result was really impressive! The gum didn’t move, not one bit. Now, we’re back to the original question! Does telekinesis really exist? Many incidents have been reported in the U.S.A, and the most well-known ones were in public and they happened unintentionally. Maybe I don’t have the ability to move objects, or the gum does not give a good inspiration! I’m not going to spend another ten minutes to feel blended with an object! But, you still have the chance, go for it!

Déjà vu

Déjà vu is a French term for “already seen”. It is the experience of feeling sure that you have witnessed or experienced a new situation previously. The experience of déjà vu seems to be quite common, 70% of people report having experienced at last once. Actually, it happens to me frequently and to all my friends. There are different of explanations of that phenomenon. The most common explanation is the memory-based one. It suggests that the occurrence of “cryptamnesia,” which is where information is forgotten, but stored in the brain, and occurrence of similarities invokes the contained knowledge, leading to a feeling of familiarity because of the situation, or event. Whilst The most convenient explanation is the neural one. It suggests that, the phenomenon could be due to a split-second restart of the neural system, leading the person to believe they have already experienced an event some time before, when theoretically they have experienced the event only a split-second before. There are other spiritual explanations, like all of us have witnessed their life, before our soul dwell in our bodies! Some people believe it is the memory of our dreams. And some, some think that they are one of the few that enjoy an additional spiritual asset “makshoof 3anhom el7egab”, and they see all the events before they occur! According to this silly explanation, 70% of people are holy! Just take the neural system theory and the memory based explanation, they are enough to explain this phenomenon.


Did you see the movie? It was a good one, indeed. Anyways, I’m going to tackle the stigmata as a phenomenon, not a belief. The stigmata are wounds believed to duplicate the wounds of Christ’s crucifixion that appear on the hands and feet, and sometimes on the side and head. Some stigmatics claim to feel the pain of wounds with no visible marks; these are referred to as, cough, invisible stigmata. However, no case of stigmata is known to have occurred before the thirteenth century, when the crucified Jesus became a standard icon of Christianity in the west. Zlatko Sudac is well-know stigmatic in the last decade in Croatia, not one picture on the web to prove his case as well. This phenomenon is really interesting, no clear evidence to prove it though. Stigmata were supposed to remind people of pain and the suffering of Jesus. But, the interesting point about this.. so/called phenomenon, that most of stigmatics are saints, whom supposed to praise God 24/7. But, I really don’t know if they have been called saints before or after the stigmata wounds!

Now, after all these weird phenomena. I bet, you are only familiar with déjà vu. If you have the ability to move objects with your mind, you can get a job easily in CIA! And, if you are feeling the pain of stigmata wounds, don’t forget to add your name to famous stigmatics on wikipediam, with your own personal picture, please!

The Man Who Walks Behind


Yes! Black soda! This might work as a commercial for cola, just shoot me while I’m drinking this chemical drink. The clouds I’m puffing out of my cigarette seem to represent a part of me. This is the outcome of being alive, of keep breathing. The bottle is empty, the cigarette is burned. Throwing the

Special thanks to Mohamed Essam for this illustration.

Special thanks to Mohamed Essam for this illustration.

cigarette stub apathetic about all those pathetic slogans of keeping our environment, clean and clear! Paying the soda charge to that old man who keeps awake despite it is midnight time. Midnight reminds many of “ghosts”, others of “sex”, but it reminds me of “Led Zeppelin” songs! Getting out my mobile, connecting my headphones. That is it!

Baby, baby, baby, I’m gonna leave you!

This must be the darkest night ever! I can see an old full moon that cannot lighten the Earth, neither the streets I’m walking through! The streets are all empty, no one is walking down but me. Some cats are moaning, and some dogs are barking. This might be the start of the 3rd world war…

Leave you when the summertime time comes a rollin’!

These streets are quite different in morning, people are everywhere, you fight to win few inches to put your feet on. At the moment, I’m missing those lovely enemies! I’m barely seeing things around. Just those dogs and cats, my shadow, my only friend and… Another friend on my right! A shorter shadow on my right hand. This cannot be my shadow, I’m not that short, this seems like a child shadow. Should I turn back to see what is that? Or should I walk on?!

Leave you when the summer comes along!

Cannot it be my shadow? But, why is it much shorter than me? Shorter?! Shorter, because I see it from a different angle! I’m not good in physics, if this is related to it. I’ll walk on! Moving my legs hardly. Pausing the song! Lending my ears to the thing walks behind.

Yes! I can listen to footsteps. Is he a man? Is she a woman? The footsteps are loud! It must be a woman wearing extremely high heels to cause all this noise. I can hear laughing, but it is a man laughing. This rough sound of laughing cannot be of a woman! Why is he laughing? Did he notice that I’m scared?

Turn back, take a look. It might be nothing, and it might be something, maybe horrible, maybe sweet! But, you will know, surely you will. What if there is no one? How will I explain those sounds? What if is he waiting me to turn back to attack me? Attack? But, why? I did nothing bad to anyone. Wait! You did! Yes, I did! I’ve stolen 20 pounds from my dad! But, it cannot be him, not because he is my dad! But, because he has passed away since long time. Cannot it be his ghost? I don’t believe in dead men’ ghosts. Cannot it be that cola man? Did I forget to pay him? This is mean! I’m sure that I’ve paid him, and he will never leave his place to walk behind a man that has forgot to pay one pound! Shit! It must be The cab driver who was asking for 5 pounds more? Why is everything related to money? Eh? I don’t hear the heels sound anymore. When did it stop? Mate, you care too much! Stop that! Time to back to Led Zeppelin.

Baby, baby, I don’t wanna leave you, I ain’t jokin’ woman!

That is much better. Just few minutes to arrive home. I don’t love the streets nearby, but I love home. The first thing I’ll do when I back home, is making ….! The same shadow once again. Focus! Yes, it is the same shadow, which I believe is not mine! It takes a different shape. Bingo! I’ll trick this sucker!

I’m Moving faster! It is moving faster! Slowing down! It is slowing down as well, 1 second or less after! I’ll run too fast, then I’ll stop suddenly! This will make me more sure. Running faster, faster! The dogs barking is getting louder, I have attracted their attention.

Baby, baby, baby, baby! Baby, baby, baby!

The song riff is getting more epic, the singer is calling his “baby” louder, I’m hearing the dogs barking clearly though. I cannot feel my legs, my knees are trembling. I have never run faster than this. I’m running while I’m looking down my feet. The headphones are not into my ears anymore, I’m hearing my breath, the dogs’ nails are scratching the ground! They must be close, too close. Arggh! This small hole is not in time. My face is hitting the ground. The song is mixed with the dogs’ growling. I must get up, quickly. It is too late! They are doing their job perfectly, biting!

Think! There must be a way-out! Just, think! I’m bleeding, I can feel it. Pain! The pain is giving me no chance to think. Yes! That is it, this small brick there. I need to crawl few inches forward. Here it is! Bustards! Stop biting! Stop! I feel like having the whole world in my hand. My sweet brick!

Hitting the nearest dog with my brick on its head. The dog is moaning, swaying to the left, the right, then falling down. Its mates are looking to me, then to each other. Time to run away!

I’m running too fast once again. I’m looking down my feet as always. I can see it! That shadow behind! It has the shape of a short man, it is moving its legs really fast. The shadow is getting bigger, much bigger! I’ll cross the road! Beep! Hell yeah! A bus! A bus in the midnight? Stop that, I don’t care! Hailing! moving my hands! Please, stop. Yes, the lovely sound of wheels screeching! Getting into the bus. Throwing myself in the nearest seat.

That’s when its callin’ me back home, home, home!

Looking through the window! Those stupid dogs still barking! I’m safe, at last. No dogs, no shadows! I’m bleeding, but feeling great. Thank God for being alive. The bus is moving away from home, but I’m not going to ask the bus driver to stop. This street…! Holy crap! I see a reflection in the window mirror. The same shape! It seems, that it does not have a face, but just a shape. Maybe because of the lights angle. You IDIOT, would you stop that and take a look? Okay! Okay! I’ll take a look. Preparing my self! Turning my head to take a look at the seat behind. Now, just now, I can see it.