People are good, and evil simply doesn’t exist. Humans are truly good at heart and the only thing outside of our physical understanding is the endless skies and mysteries thereof. There is no such thing as ghost.
Or is there?
Everything is black and white, and there is no grey area. There is no good, other than good intentions. There is no evil, other than bad decisions. There is no god and there is no devil, no heaven and no hell. There are no angels and demons or ghosts and goblins. None of it exists outside of our own perception. There are no monsters other than the monsters we create inside of our minds. There is no hell other than the one we build around ourselves. There is nothing to be learned except invaluable lessons where the subjects are destined to repeat the same mistakes time and time again. No truths, only subtle undertones. No openness, only emotional masquerades where one hides what is really felt. There are no true heroes, only those who dream of courageous acts and those who have no choice but to act. Both of which are characters in this hopeless tragedy, drowning in a pool of romanticized emptiness.
We spend life thinking how they tell us to, writing our stories according to their standards and believing what they say we must believe in order to obtain salvation. Are they the monsters? Are the ghosts we see anything more than our bottled thoughts and lost desires? Simply misplaced energies searching for an outlet? Searching for a way to be seen, to be heard or to correct those wrong decisions? Are they the demons and the things that goes bump in the night are nothing more than ones broken mind and soul? Have they been misleading us our entire lives, or have we been lying to ourselves? Are we the monsters?
Humanity as a species will take an innocent mans life. We take what isn‘t ours, we rape and we brutalize those weaker than we are then we lie to cover it up. We cross our families for money, we break the hearts of those who love us the most and none of it is justified. We often feel no remorse nor regret for our actions and too many times fail to notice the pain we cause other people. So much pain inflicted upon other souls… That when you truly think about the feelings and energies emitted from such pain you begin to question everything including your very own existence. Upon examination you see that we leave a trail of emptiness, hopelessness and desperation without even batting an eye. You begin to see the sheer destruction caused by the lusts of man, leaving little room for hope inside your heart. We are indeed monsters.
I can attest with the utmost honesty to having seen and heard things which can not be explained. I, Aaron Corey Sprouse bear witness to things unseen and things unknown. I have stood in the scariest places in the southeast and challenged any entity that could respond. I have stood in homes where the most outlandish things were reported to have taken place and I never ran. I spent my time and money on researching these events. Every lead leads to another question and every question leads to another lead. Was I ever doing anything more than challenging myself? When examining the fallacy of man, these are the kinds of questions we musk ask ourselves. No matter what your opinion on the subject is, the same questions beg to be answered. I urge you to share with me your ghost story. Whether it be a thrilling tale of a dark entity that plagues the halls of your home or shattered hopes forever trapped somewhere due to the anguish you felt or caused.
Are ghosts real? Are they anything more than myth or is there any substance at all to the claims? I want to know what you think. Have you seen a ghost? Have you encountered unexplainable phenomena or have you created ghosts? Were you left nothing more than a ghost, a shell of your former self, by someone’s selfishness? Ask yourself was it worth it, the decisions you made? Was the hurt you inflicted upon someone else’s soul worth whatever momentary pleasure you received? Think these things through very carefully and please share with me your ghost story.
All the love in the world,
Aaron Corey Sprouse