A vision of E-Kvetcher son of Kvetcher
A couple of nights ago I had a very bizarre experience which I cannot explain and has never happened to me before.I woke up in the middle of the night. For some reason I was gripped by fear - I lay listening in bed for a couple of seconds and didn't hear anything. I am not sure what I was afraid of - irrational things - monsters, vampires, maybe real things - a burglar.
I forced myself to close my eyes and I tried to go back to sleep. At this point, through my closed eyelids I saw a whitish light although the room was dark when I first woke up. It also felt as if the bed, with me on top of it was whipping around the room and the light was changing in brightness as I moved around it. My heart was pounding. I thought I was going crazy or about to die.
The next minute I awoke and it was morning.
I can't explain what this was.
posted by e-kvetcher at 1:16 PM
13 Comments:
strange.
Have you ever seen the 1967/ 1968 War and Peace movie version? It's incredibly long (8 hours) and I haven't seen all of it...the reason I bring it up is that when Prince Andrei is dying he has a very similar, extremely powerful experience.
Well, Chana, I haven't seen the movie, but I hope Prince Andrei and I have nothing in common.
Wow... who knows... maybe you're about to become a prophet! That certainly sounds like an eerie experience!
Freaky.
a few possible lines...
...this is why I stopped eating shwarma charif before bed.
...and so, tommorow I'll be blogging under the name "e-baptist"...
...so I'm putting my foot down and getting my wife to get rid of the disco ball in the bedroom.
(feel free to delete all this nonesense.)
dbs,
That's funny stuff... Reminds me of the contest the New Yorker has been running for some time where readers supply captions to their cartoons.
The think the name prophet kvetch has a nice ring to it :)
the prophets were the biggest kvetchers
Ouch. What's wrong with Prince Andrei?
Chana,
I meant - I hope this doesn't mean that I am about to croak!
b.spin,
The prophets didn't fare well when they kvetched. Bummer.
I'm hoping that if I consume the right amount of alcohol on Purim, I will have exactly the same experience.
>The prophets didn't fare well when they kvetched. Bummer.
they lived a life of virtue and truth, what more can you ask for in life?
Actually, being gripped by fear isn't all that funny. (though I guess I was in a silly mood when I commented.) I had a similar experiance once, though without the weird teacup ride effect, and it was no fun at all. I can't really trace it to what was going on with me emotionally at the time, so perhaps it's just some strange physialogical blip.
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