Monday, October 20, 2014

The Floating Head, Part 2

So, after about three months had passed since my experience at the St. Petersburg beach apartment I found myself one night in Tampa watching a live group from Miami who happened to be passing through while on their way to Buffalo, New York.  
They were looking for a female vocalist. I mentioned I sang. They asked me if I wanted to interview for the job. 
 I was honored. I showed up the next day per the invitation and was so surprised when I found out that of all the singers that had tried out, they had chosen me for the job.
They were leaving in a week after a brief unexpected trek back to Miami and would pick me up along the way to New York, that is if I wanted to take the job with them. I said,  "I'd love the opportunity and the experience" I had never been to New York,
I had heard it was pretty cold.
So after the week went by, I was on my way to sing in New York for the first time ever. I had never sung with a group like this before. I was simply star struck. I couldn't wait for those bright lights! I had great expectations.
I had never been to New York and didn't realize how cold 20 degrees actually was!
After singing in New York for 4 weeks with the group and bearing the incredibly cold rehearsals and gigs, I decided it was just to cold for me in New York and I really wanted to head to the warmer climate of Florida and I was home sick. I was given options with the band and I didn't like any of them, so I took off on my own to begin my way back home.
I headed out in the evening with just my suitcase and the clothes I was wearing, which I might add were fit for southern winters, not New York blizzards. It was snowing and the wind was howling, it was so cold my ears were freezing. I ended up stopping in a bar (Mr. Goodbar no less) in Buffalo on Elmhurst to warm my hands, ears and feet while heading down towards the bus stop. I walked into the bar and stood just inside the door and felt the immediate warmth engulf me, I so wanted to get home to Florida! I glanced around the room and to my surprise I was stunned to see what I saw next.  I was looking at the man, sitting at the bar, who was the face I had seen floating on my wall in my apartment in St. Petersburg beach a month or so before. I was shocked. He had the same face!
 I froze in fear as I looked at him sitting there. His hair was identical to what I had seen, very long and a bit stringy, he had the same eyes and his appearance was almost frightening, except his eyes were bright, bright blue. The face on the wall had dark shifty eyes.
Was this the same man?
Then something strange happened. It was like he shape shifted. While I was standing there looking at him, he seemed very kind, he got up, paid his bill and walked out of the bar. He walked right past me looked me right in the eyes and smiled as he left. I followed behind him after a moment or two. I walked after him in the freezing wind because I could not believe who I was seeing. This was that face that frightened me so in Florida.
This was the floating head in person!
Was this meeting meant to be?
As I was following him, he stopped on the corner, turned and looked directly at me and asked me very matter of fact "are you following me"?. I was stunned! I didn't know what to say,
so I simply said..."yes, I am".
Then it was like magic. He seemed to change again right before my eyes. I noticed he had a kind smile.  A trusting look about him. I felt at ease. His eyes were blue, extremely blue, and his stance was one of concern towards me. He asked me where I was going. I told him to the bus stop. He asked why? I told him I was heading home to Florida because I didn't want to stay in the freezing weather another minute. I somehow felt as if I were to meet him here. I asked him if I could use his phone at home to call my Mother to get a airline ticket back home. He said yes.
Thus began a 15 year friendship with one of the sweetest men I had ever met.
But it came at an incredible price.
Paranormal things began happening to me immediately at an unbelievable pace. Ghosts, dreams, moving objects, moving people in pictures, apparitions, writings on mirrors and so much more. What I didn't know was that even though this man was very sweet, I had been cautioned by the apparition of this mans floating face on my wall NOT to align myself with him, but I didn't realize it at the time. I just never put two and two together. As I look back over my life I clearly see it was a warning to me, and I missed it.
What followed was stranger than any fiction
I had ever even heard of.
My life was changing and I could not stop it.
To be continued