Hello all,
About 5 years ago now when I was 23 or so I awoke abruptly from a dreamless night of sound sleeping, my eyes popped straight open and right above my closet laying on air was an old man with his hand propped to his head laying and staring. What I thought distinctly then was that he was adoring me, that's the expression that was on his face. I screamed and shut my eyes tight and when I opened them a moment later it was gone. Haven't seen anything since or before. Agnostic leaning atheist although I could never explain this. At the time I thought to myself that I could never doubt that it happened because there was far too much detail involved, but now like the rest of my life its somewhat a blurry memory. I know that if i ever saw anything like that again I would be ready to stare at it for as long as possible!
