The gift of Super Natural Powers.....Buttafly_Kiss

I would have put this in the serious advice column but didn't for the mear fact that I want everyone to have imput on what it going on. I want any and all advice possible. For the past couple of months since my birthday things have gotten a little different in my life. Up until this point I had no clue what it was that was happening. Not only is my body changing but something is altering in my mind. I'm not sure if it is going back to it's present state for long ago or what exactly it is doing. I have been having many supernatural experiences not just obe cuzz I don't do that too often but once I was scribling and I'm not sure what you would call it but I wrote a phrase without even thinking about it I believe I posted something about it a while ago. Someone said it was a gift that not many could do. I haven't done it since. I had my first OBE that I could recall in November... this I had no clue what it was till a month later. Now I try to work with the gift of that. My mom used to OBE when she was my age... she learned to control it and I think that might be where I got all of this from. When she was my age she researched exactly what I told her I have been researching tonight. She told me when she was my age she did the same and some of the things happened to her. Now a little over a week ago I wrote a poem or what I thought was a poem.... after writing this poem 3 days later all of it happened... I'm beginning to believe that there is some pattern to this. Supernatural stuff has filled my mind since day one. Growing up I researched it, I tested it, I did many things trying to pull myself further into it and now I can't help but to think some how I did. Here is what the poem says.

"First time we met"

Dream of me,

Like I dream of you,

Yearn for me,

As I year for you,

Hold my hand,

I'll hold yours,

Look in my eyes,

My heart will be yours,

Wrap me up in your arms,

Hold me close,

Free from harm,

Kiss me gently,

Keep it sweet,

Place your hands,

Upon my hips,

I'll move mine,

While we kiss,

I'll place them soflty,

Upon your neck,

Now just remember,

The first time we met.

3 days later... the guy I wrote this about told me he had a dream about us. After that I was at his house with him and some friends and I was streched out on the couch.... he wanted to sit I told him I would scoot over so he could lay down too. He did while also wrapping his arms around me. I felt safe... He looked into my eyes... then grabbed my hand... we then kissed... nothing deep just sweet.... Then that night when I had to leave he put his hands on my hips and he kissed me goodbye... my hands did as the poem stated... as we kissed they slowly moved to his neck... gently resting there as if they were feathers..... only thing I'm not sure of is if he thought about the first time we met but I did..... All of this was in the poem I wrote I can't help but think maybe I had something to do with it. Does anyone think it's possible that I'm overlooking a lot of gifts that I might hold inside? The writing accurance is stated on this page

http://www.unsolvedmysteries.com/usm330449.html

As well as this one... http://www.unsolvedmysteries.com/usm330438.html

Please any and all comments are welcome.. if you want only for me to read it state that in the for author only or send it to my junkies file I really need help with this it's very over whelming and I'm having a hard time coping with what this is... I don't know if I'm over shooting things or under shooting them. Please any and all advice is welcome...

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