My point is, and has been, to the skeptics:
YOU WERE NOT THERE.
YOU DID NOT SEE THE DANCING LIGHT COME INTO THE ROOM.
It's so odd that we are both making the same point, and yet we still are miles apart.
I was not there. That is precisely the point.
If I WAS there, then we could have a conversation about what happened,
because we could ask questions and confirm details and explore other
possibilities that time and memory have edited out.
As it stands, that information is lost. Therefore, that you are convinced
I fully understand, and I am not telling you what happened. You were
the only one of us that were a witness to the event. I don't have a leg
to stand on if I were attempting to prove your story false.
However, due the the reasons already stated, these exact same things
also mean that it is absurd to expect your story to convince me.
If something as weird happened to me, I very likely would be as freaked
out and impressed as the next guy, but I would not expect anyone to
believe my interpretation of the event UNLESS I had evidence to back it
up.
ANYWAY, I'M DONE HERE.
Can't say that I blame you.I can imagine it must be extremly frustrating
to be faced with the brute fact of people shrugging of an event that
so impressed you. It must seem heartless and condesending.
But what am I suppose to do when so many times in the past when I
HAVE investigated such claims, they turn up having non-magical causes
that were overlooked at the time?
[inkling]
