I'm going to go out on a limb here and tell you guys a story that will probably destroy my credibility in most of your eyes, but anyways, this thread had some of the comments in it , specifically that last one by aerosol, make this an extremely fitting venue to relate these experiences.
these are real experiences. whether they were a product of my own mind i cant say.
one night in San Francisco a couple years ago while i was waiting in line to go into a night club, down from sky soared ghost like mists , three of them, and they came down and went inside the bodies of three guys standing in front of me. they guys turned around upon this happening, they all looked at me with very goofy faces (almost deformed looking) and they started speaking to me in a very strange telepathic language. they were asking me if i could understand them. i had a gut feeling that participating in their way of life was evil, and i shook my head "NO!" (to tell them i couldn't understand them). obviously they knew i could understand them but didn't want to communicate with them based on me responding to their question with a "no", and the mists arouse out of the three guys bodies and the guys turned back around as if nothing had happened. i spent the rest of that night meditating on morality in a back alley.
a few months ago i was feeling terribly,; anxious, depressed, and scared. i took a long walk to try and clear my head. i went to a beautiful church and the doors were open and no one was inside. i kneeled at the altar. went out in the yard and there was a man sitting there by himself in the gated church yard. i asked him if he minded if i joined him, he shook his head no and i sat on a bench across from him. after a short while i asked him how he was doing, he must have realized i was asking to be nice because i wanted to unload my own discomfort upon him but wouldn't have felt comfortable doing so, and he asked me what was up. so i told him i was feeling bad and he seemed to understand and told me why he was in the church yard, him and his childhood friends used to come play there. he was there reminiscing on memories. talking to him made me realize i had a very serious issue that i needed to work on. i went back to the place i was living at and asked my roomate for some help. he said he would take a walk with me. he just talked the whole time, we walked around for a few hours, he just talked and talked and talked. he wasn't saying anything really, but what he was saying just made me feel like i wasn't alone, and i felt alright. throughout the walk i had a very strong feeling that me and him were the same person. that everyone was really the same person. that i was everyone, everyone was me. that all life everywhere is all made of the same being, a being who created us in order to have life. period. that's it. life for the sake of life. this was a depressing but uplifting thought. we ended up going back to the house and i fell asleep when i got there after much restlessness.
i had one other experience i wanted to share, but it isn't coming to mind at the moment. if you read all of that, thank you for reading it.