okay....was having some crazy sp tonight like as soon as i went to bed...shook out of it...and remembered to calm down...had it again, and let it take me, and I'm in my room, and it's pitch black...but things still feel fuzzy. I tell myself "clarity" out loud a couple of times, and try to turn on the lights. They don't go on. I step outside and start walking to the kitchen...I tell myself theres a turkey in the refrigerator...and there is. It's covered in ice and I ask it..."what does Thanksgiving mean to you". The ice crumbles off and it says in a low, whisper of a voice, "peace, and respect". I put it back in and walked outside.....