If you see the dead call me.

Am a little upset. A youtuber who has a large following. Consults with me how to find the dead. When the dead tell you to leave. You sprout wings and fucking fly out of there. Danny didn't and now he lies with the dead. Cops said it was a freak accident. They always say that when the dead get you. What are they going to say. "yea Casper hanged Danny". This is the last time I teach someone how to find and talk to the dead. Ill show you what to watch out for. Some dead like people. others don't.

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You remember what teachers used to say in school?

Go with your first instinct.
Go with your first answer.
Because most of the time…

It’s the right one.

And there’s a reason for that.

It isn’t magic.
It isn’t imagination.
It’s something older.

Humans have been here for maybe 30,000… 50,000 years.
And it took blood to get here.

Millions died.
Maybe billions.

All so we could live in a world with electric lights, microwaves, cars, apartments… and the illusion that we’re safe.

But here’s the part nobody wants to admit:

We still die.

And when people die…

They don’t always leave.

The dead live with you.

You may not see them.
You may not want to see them.

But they’re there.

In your job.
In your car.
In your apartment.
In your bathroom.

And yes…

Even while you’re making love.

They’re with you every day.

And the scariest part is this:

You’ve already noticed them.

You just didn’t realize what you were seeing.

That “flash of light” in the corner of your eye.
That item that was missing for days… then suddenly appears right in front of you.
The drawer that’s open when you know you closed it.
The door that swings open by itself.

And you brushed it off.

Not because it made sense…

But because society trained you to do something else.

Society taught you that if you hear something… see something… feel something…

You’re crazy.

And crazy people get locked away.

So we stay quiet.

We swallow it.
We rationalize it.
We pretend it didn’t happen.

But what if that’s exactly what they want?

Because not all of them are the same.

Some are harmless.
Some are lost.
Some don’t care.

And some…

are there for you.

Or worse…

they’re there because of you.

I have many stories to tell you.

Stories that will freak you out.

Stories that will make you sleep with the lights on.

And stories that might actually save your life — if you learn how to listen… and how to look.

So stay tuned.

Come back to the blog.

Because I’m going to prove something to you:

You’re not insane when you see a ghost.

You’re waking up.

And once you start seeing them…

they start noticing you too.