nox_lumen

Auras tend to get a ton of snickers when the topic comes up. But we all notice, to some extent, that some people have a magnetism. Others respell us. Many of us can even feel it in the air when a loved one needs a hug. We are social creatures and perceive more than we give ourselves credit for, even if we don't use the rainbow to describe the knowing deep in out bones. It's not even all that mystic as science calls it 'bio-electric energy field frequencies” and can even tell us these come with variables.

 

I tend to describe it more like running your fingers blindly through a rack of second hand clothing to find the angora sweaters hiding among the acrylics. Then I focusing on the shades. I won't expand on all the subtleties of my understanding, or how others explain this sense because that would take a novel.

 

Rarely in my life I have encountered people, that for no outward reasons, my whole being wants to flee from immediately. In my experience, it's best not to argue with it. Generally they also get arrested within a month of me deciding to avoid them for things like dealing cocaine or assault and battery. But strangely, most of these didn't register as a texture, as if my mind refused to look directly at them. A blank space where awareness didn't want to be.

 

Yet in all things there are exceptions to this rule.

 

I was at a gathering for learning medieval dances. Yes, it is incredibly dorky of me, and thanks for noticing. Generally speaking, I find dorky, nerdy, oddball folks to be some of the kindest and most loyal friends. When you're used to people talking at you like you're broken for being different, the ones that treat you like a person get loads of love. It's also a situation where people not into our oddness tend to get the creeps just from looking at us. Heaven forbid people get mistaken for approving of our dorky hobby.

 

In my happy social event, I'm introduced to a new gentleman, odd as the rest of us. Only to recoil internally in absolute disgust as soon as I shook his hand. It was like my soul got rancid motor oil mixed with rotting dead skunk smeared all over it. If there had been such a thing as spiritual bleach, I would have showered in it repeatedly right there and then. As it was, I felt...physically greasy and foul for hours after the first meeting.

 

Several gatherings (and months) later, every time he'd get near me the disgust came right back all over again. To this day, I'm still not quite clear about what was wrong with him. By all accounts of his conduct, he was the perfect picture of gentlemanly chivalrous conduct. He didn't speak in a crass or offensive manner to anyone. As far as I know he never put his hands on any woman in an unbecoming manor. Polite and courteous and helpful at all times, yet there was something about him that made me feel soiled just for being near him.

 

Could this have been a false positive? I couldn't bring myself to get to know him well enough to find out. Perhaps it was the intensity of the feeling itself. Then again, maybe it was what my mind was protecting me from noticing in others I knew to avoid without knowing why. All I know is that his presence had me wanting to steer well clear of anything he was doing. Even now he lingers like a stain on my memory I never could scrub out despite apparently doing nothing to earn my disgust.

 

Perhaps others have noticed something like this and will offer more information than I was ready to look for. But we have all met people our instincts scream at us to run from, and some mark us more deeply than others...

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It's shorter than my last story, so hopefully more people will find a moment to read this one.

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danieluzumki
This gave me the same vibe I had reading A Wrinkle in Time.
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nox_lumen
Wow. I take that as high praise. That was a book series that rated quite high in my family.
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danieluzumki
Really? That's crazy, I would have never thought that. I read this book in 6th grade and I re-read it during high school, and I can never forget the feeling I got from it.
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nox_lumen
Yep, family of nerds. I knew that 42 was the answer to life, the universe, and everything, as well as  'fear is the mind killer' and there was one ring to rule them all before I could read. Mom always said we were never to poor for books, so "A Wrinkle in Time" was one she recommended when suburban bullies got bad. The sequel books followed soon after, and then my teacher bribed me into doing math homework with the Narnia series so I didn't get all the way to the end of the Wrinkle in Time books.

I still haven't watched the movie cause I don't like the removal of angels from the story. It's like taking the devil out of "Memnoch The Devil". If you're too easily butt hurt by theology in fiction, then avoid fiction with theological themes, geniuses. Though that reminds me....my 'must read' list is still way too long....time to see if YouTube has some audio books to help with my 'must clean' list cause multitasking is awesome.

FYI, maybe go through their list of H.P. Lovecraft, something I should have dome over a decade ago. Pragmatic skeptic scientific attitude faced with the impossible makes for a solid story presentation. Original Sherlock is fun as well, especially since Benedict Cummerbatch was brought in to read one....
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danieluzumki
I remember reading one of the sequel books but that was in high school. I also read a couple Sherlock Holmes stories because I was intrigued with mysteries. However, I’m a sucker for fiction and I’m always re-reading the Percy Jackson universe (even though it’s for middle schoolers). I also love the Jack London novels like White Fang and  Call of the Wild. Reading was one of my favorite pass-times in middle/high school, but recently I’ve gotten into manga. So most of my free time is spent on reading or drawing.
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