#spook lights

Mystery of the Brown Mountain Lights | Strange Places (UFO's, UAP's & Spook Lights investigated)

Childhood: Will-o-wisps In 1997 we went camping in the boot heel of Missouri with my Papa. So you can imagine the setting, imagine dense deciduous forests, rolling hills that were once mountains, deep valleys, and tons of small wildlife like chipmunks and squirrels. The summer was hot and humid. Sticky. There were 2 scary nights there at our campsite. The first weird night was when the raccoons came. There were hundreds of shimmering raccoon eyes in the darkness, and as they god closer and braver my Papa moved us kids to the truck. But the real freaky thing happened on the second night. We all sat around the fire as night fell, when our camp was surrounded by shimmering green lights that rose from the ground to hover and dance at about adult chest height. They were lime green balls with shimmery sparkles around them. There were hundreds of them stretching back into the forest at all sides. It reminded Papa of the Red Room, so he felt in danger and put us kids in the truck again. I was both afraid and in awe. It triggered a childhood obsession with researching orbs, will-o-wisps, and spook lights. I felt like they appeared so often in my life, and were so beautiful and widely experienced, there had to be something going on. While I sadly don’t yet know exactly what they are for sure, I have experienced such more malevolence in my life, will-o-wisps are a kind and lovely experience that does not ever send fear through me anymore. I appreciate them, but I am not pulled to figure them out anymore. They are a welcome mystery.

13- how do u deal with writer’s block : i never stop writin.......i mean i’m blocked 100000% of the time bc i can never write what i wanna write how i wanna write it but im always writin even if its garbage stuff or fanfiction (uber garbage stuff). the last time i ‘stopped’ writin ‘for good’ & quit bc what’s the point to anythin was last year bc someone commented smth negative abt my writin & i just lost it, got back on the horse a couple months later bc i needed money & someone commissioned me tho bc i would do anythin for money even and includin that

Okay so, I have a lot of jewelry and I love wearing it, but i’m so lazy that i forget to put it one bc i’m such a go big or go home kinda person. I definitely have way too many necklaces, but I really love ear cuffs, like i could drown myself in those.

like i just spent the entire week going through donation stuff for food, and yet there are people that are just throwing everything out? It makes no sense to me

Like it is such a forgeign concept to me, just because you can’t eat something doesn’t mean someone else wouldn’t be fucking joyous to get it, or maybe just fucking cut back and shit??? Don’t just throw all that food out and waste the money???