Ghosts

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A few years ago I thought I heard the spirit of my young cousin who died in a car crash when he was 6. It sounded like little foot steps running up and down a hallway at my aunt's house...

But if ghosts and spirits aren't real, what was it that I heard that night?

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Squirrels in the attic, perhaps?

It could have been anything or any somewhat ambiguous sound (including your cousin's ghost I guess, although I don't believe in these things).

If I remember correctly you really wish such things to be real? The mind can play quite a few tricks on us...

Yeah, I really do wish ghosts were real. It would be proof like no other that we continue to exist in some other form after death.

But sadly I'm aware, on some level, that there is no real proof of life after death and the idea of not existing after we all die is depressing to me.

Another depressing thing to think about is how some people's whole lives are so oppressive and miserable that once they die that's all it ever will be. Just a lifetime of misery and then they die a potentially painful death and are gone forever.

So do you think it could have been a form of wishful thinking?

But you don't know that - I'm technically an agnostic, I've never even been baptised so from a spiritual point of view I've always been as free as a bird (or is the technical term a heathen? ), but:

None of us knows what, if anything happens after death, it's all a matter of "belief" and ghosts not being real (or our inability to see them ) isn't actually proof of anything - one way or the other. And I know it's hard for you to see some light right now, but my childhood and youth were a complete nightmare and the way things are for me right now would have been completely unimaginable.

I'm not offering you empty hope or shallow consolation - I'm truthfully telling you that you don't know - any of these things. When you struggle with depression and other mental issues it can feel like darkness enveloping you and you're doomed forever, but don't make assumptions - there's a good reason they say life is stranger than fiction

Hmmm ok.

I've not been Baptized either. And I went to Sunday School for awhile but was raised without religion. I'm definetly a heathen.

Nice to meet a true fellow heathen

I was born in a secular country and live in another (predominantly) secular country and the census people were really surprised in both places to find I have never been baptised - it's apparently quite unusual since most people do it for tradition/out of habit even if they don't believe.

I think I read recently that Baptists don't really do baptistism ceremonies. Maybe that explains why? I went to a Baptist church as a kid because my Nana insisted.

I see... I guess I meant whatever rituals each religion performs on babies to sign them up as good little soldiers before they get to know what's up

Don't some religions believe if you don't get baptized you go straight to H E Double Hockey Sticks?

I think Limbo is reserved just for the poor innocent babies who don't get baptized.

They do, but I really wouldn't worry if I were you, it's an essential part of (most) religious believes that everybody else ends up badly.

Personally I believe (or want to believe) that no matter what we believe in, we're all headed to the same place when we die. Death unites us all, no matter how old, young, rich, poor, ugly, or pretty.

One of my favorite movies about ghosts was "The Others".

It made all the sense in the world. If ghosts ARE real, then they're just like any other human being only they live in another state of being.

There are a lot of increasingly sophisticated ideas that people are coming up with on this sort of thing that seem to fit the frame better than calling everything that doesn't fit neatly into reductive materialism 'supernatural' or 'paranormal'.

To crack some ray of light through an ajar door on that:

when my folks passed on, one night about a week later, i was alone in their house at night, when all of a sudden the most horrendous din arose from the basement- shrieking, howling, scraping, banging, booming, rumbling, thumping, whomping, thudding noise, that lasted for at least a minute until i shouted "ALRIGHT ALREADY I HEAR YOU!!" at which point the noises stopped dead, so to speak.