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I had always been rather skeptical of supernatural stuff, until my close friend told me a
story that made me think twice.
When this happened my friend was around 20, so his mother run a business with her relatives.
She had some disputes with her relatives a short time ago so they were not really on talking
terms - her relatives wanted her to give up the shop she was taking care of, but she had
bought it and there were some complications, so she did not want to.
Then she started to feel bad aches and pains every day, when she had been perfectly healthy
before. The even stranger thing was that wherever she slept, whether it be the bed or sofa,
sand would be left behind. As she did not go out all that much, the origin of this sand
remained a mystery. Her aches got worse, and doctors had no idea what caused it.
The family had friends who knew religious people, so she and my friend flew some distance to
consult the priestess of this temple in the mountains. The priestess was able to describe to
them how their house was like, which gave them a shock as that was the first time they had
met her. She then gave her diagnosis:
What was happening was that the relatives were using black magic to transfer sand from the
river into my friend's mother's bones, hoping to make her too sick to take care of the shop
so that she would have to transfer it back to them.
To counter this, the priestess gave my friend's mom a painting of Guan Gong which she had
"opened", i.e. channeled mana in or something of the sort.
For those of you who are not familiar with Chinese culture, Guan Gong was a famous
historical warrior who was deified after his death. He has a long beard and carries a large
saber, protecting over the righteous, which businessmen, policemen and gangsters all regard
themselves as, making him one of the most widely worshipped Chinese deity.
After my friend put up the painting at his house and started burning incense to it, the sand
influx stopped, and his mom felt better. One day they forgot to burn incense, which caused
her to feel pain again so they quickly resumed. According to the priestess, the incense was
akin to food for the god, so if he is hungry he cannot fight off enemy attacks. They made
sure to feed him well after that so his mom remained fine.
One day, the painting suddenly fell on the ground. They put it back up, but it fell down
again and again. Upon consulting the priestess, who did some divination to find out the
cause of this, the answer came out - the fellow who was helping the relatives cast dark
magic had enlisted a stronger ally, which was his own master who had now deceased, yet lived
on in an urn as a spirit and could be summoned.
However the priestess told my friend and his mother not to fear: as a spirit the deceased
master was weaker than in physical form, hence she could still triumph over him. After she
and the sprit went through some negotiations, the spirit agreed to stop these attacks, and
so my friend's mom and the relatives came to some form of compromise. From that day on there
were no more disturbances.
As a thanks to the priestess, my friend and his mother made some offerings to the temple. My
friend asked the priestess whether there was anything more he could do in return for her
help. She then asked him whether he played a certain Facebook game or not, which he answered
in the affirmative. So it turned out that she wanted him to send her free gifts in the game.
Looks like mages are still people after all.
 
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Uh, do you believe this actually happened?
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I'm still skeptical, cool story though ^^
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Groanable punchline. Still amusing story about silly superstition though.
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I think everyone is a little superstititous, especially religious people; even abrahamic religions have their superstitions. Though I think it's cool that the mage plays an FB game  .
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This just points out Malaysian doctors are bad in my eyes... no diagnosis 'n shit.
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You know what's weird? The fact that my god damn living room door keeps slamming itself for no reason. People say, its the wind! The whole god damn apartment is enclosed how can it be the wind.
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People who believe in the supernatural are treated too pitifully imo =P. I just love the stories that come out of it, I don't give a fuck about whether or not it's real.
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On November 25 2012 02:55 lisward wrote:
You know what's weird? The fact that my god damn living room door keeps slamming itself for no reason. People say, its the wind! The whole god damn apartment is enclosed how can it be the wind.
it could just be the structure of the house, for example, every time i shut my brothers door to his room, my bedroom door closes as well. so what is probably happening is somewhere in your home someone is opening or closing something that is causing your door to shut, just a theory. I enjoyed the story, it was aight.
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That was definitely a cool story.
If I had free time, and it was my close friend, I would ask him what the name of this priestess is so I could send her an e-mail. Then I could ask:
1. Whether she can use her powers to predict or see something personal to me (that no one else knows) that would make me believe that she has real supernatural powers.
2. Then I would ask her where and to what advantage I could use her powers, and for what cost.
I mean there's this lady who deals in magic, and your best friend tells this amazing story. Aren't you curious at all to see whether its real? Don't you want to ask her questions? If she has a facebook account why not give it a try? Asking a question takes like 5 minutes of your time, but you could potentially reap amazing rewards for next to no downside (except the potential cost...which in this case seems pretty low if you're into facebook games XD).
Well anyway. I hope there's a wizard out there somewhere that I'll meet 
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I had a Korean friend who was once a devout Buddhist as well. He is a (Christian) pastor now. He told me an interesting story.
Many years ago, he was a devout Buddhist. He was also involved with some organized criminal groups. Anyways, as a devout Buddhist, he was spending days at a time praying to Buddha, nonstop, no eating. One day, an apparition who claimed to be "Buddha" appeared to him. This apparition offered him Nirvana, but at the cost of his life. The guy was quite unsure, so didn't take the offer. A few weeks later, the "Buddha" appeared again, and said to hurry up before its too late. A few weeks later, the "Buddha" appeared again and this time the guy took the offer because his life has been pretty shitty lately. He took the largest knife he could find in the kitchen prepared to die.
Suddenly, his mother appeared. She saw the situation and screamed and called 911. Then the "Buddha" said "hurry up its almost too late". My friend took the advice and slashed a vertical cut up from his stomach to his chest, about a foot long.
At this point of the narration, he showed me the scar. There was indeed quite a large scar there.
Anyways, by this time he was losing blood fast, but not fast enough to die just yet, and the paramedics/police had arrived by now. The "Buddha" said "this is too slow, go for the neck".
At this point of the narration, he showed me another scar. There was indeed a scar along his lower neck, 5-6 inches long.
He passed out, and when he woke, he found himself in somewhere that seemed to be "Hell", instead of a place of bliss and peace "Buddha" promised. Before him stood someone/something he identified as "Satan". "Satan" revealed that he just pwned my friend so badly and started laughing.
Suddenly, he found himself in a hospital bed. Turned out he narrowly missed his jugular vein, but it was still a miracle that he survived considering the amount of blood lost. He later found out that his mother had been praying for him (to recover).
The End
Anyways, now he is a (Christian) pastor, of the extremely hardcore variation.
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On November 24 2012 21:38 Dr. ROCKZO wrote:
Uh, do you believe this actually happened?
I find it very weird, but my friend is also not superstitious at all, and he has no reason to lie to me. Hence my opinion is still out on this.
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