i went to the national war museum in johannesburg yesterday with my bf, to see tanks and earoplanes and all that funky stuff.
the second hall, covers the boer wars and the 1st ww.
now, i am as sceptical as anyone else here. but this is what transpired:
when i entered the hall, they have this huge display of gun, from lank old muskets, to more modern chainguns against the walls. on the inside parameter, they have photos and relics from the boer war. as i was looking and ooo-ing and aaah-ing, i started getting a very unsettling feeling. like, when your dad is in hospital for a serious heart op, and you are worrying if he’s going to make it.
at first, i had the distinct feeling that my ex might have met with some accident. he cycles and runs on the roads alot. then i suddenly had the urge to go home immediatly, coz i had the feeling that something had happended to one of my cats.
i kept on having this feeling of impending doom. when i tried to focus on the feeling, to identify it, like, for instance, if it were my cats that were in danger, it was as if my mind dismissed that it was in fact them. but something else instead.
the feeling actually made me quite irritable, and a was feeling very uneasy.
we proceeded to another hall, that had more uniforms and swords, then outside to the tanks and planes. by the we got outside, i was feeling my old self again.
from being unable to wait to get the hell out of there, and get home, to feeling chipper and quite happy to chill and hang around the museum.
this was, very, very bizarre. and last nite, as i was driving home, and reflecting back on it, i was starting to feel very tearfull.
what are the chances that i had a bit of a spychic moment?
my bf commented, that maybe, some of the items on display, could be from far-flung family. the only item that sticks in my mind, is an ancient box of matches that i looked at in a display case.
the creepiness of it all is fading. but i cant shake the feeling, that something was going down.
i generally have no time for war, but there was no bloody pics, or torn clothes to signify violence. and eventhough i am sensitive to others people’s emotions, i generally dont feel as affected by it, as to have this cloud of doom hanging over me.