Last week, I wrote a rather cryptic post about endings and beginnings. And I left you all hanging, something for which I heartily apologize. I hate cliff-hanger endings. I especially hate cliff-hanger endings like The Lone Gunmen when the first season ended with a gigantic question mark and there was no second season and I nearly lost my damned mind and even though the final season of The X-Files answered Gunmen questions, I wasn't satisfied. Only choking the executives at Fox would have given me satisfaction.
And it's not as if I would throw that open-ended post at you and then shut down the blog. No, never. But, I can't end this question with one answer. I must, instead, give you two.
You all know I'm a paranormal investigator. And I've been doing it for about 19 months. And I've enjoyed every aspect of it and have become close with my fellow investigators. It has been wonderful... except for the communications between our founders and the rest of us. Now, don't get me wrong, as people I like our founders. They mean well, but I truly feel they communicate on a different level than the rest of us in the group. I've come up with my own theory I would like to share with you all. There are three types of communicators in the world:
Group A (impersonal - e-mail, fax, letter, etc.)
Group B (personal - face-to-face, telephone, etc.)
Group C (don't talk to me - I'm surfing p0rn/playing WoW)
The founders of our paranormal investigative group are group A communicators and the rest of us in the group are B. And I sincerely believe for any organization or business to be successful, then all participants need to be either A/A, B/B, A/C, or B/C. Groups comprised of A/B are doomed to failure. And that's exactly what happened to us.
The worst part of all this is that I hate telling people, people I consider friends, whether I'm wrong or right, that Hey, there have been several communication break-downs. And this isn't working. And you've made me and my group B friends very angry. And it makes me extremely sad to have to tell you this. And I can't work past said break-downs. And I'm quitting effective immediately. Because I truly hate it when friends tell friends We can't work together.
You see, I've spent my life having late-night anxiety panic attacks regarding death, dying, and infinity. But in the last 19 months, those incidents haven't happened and it's all because of what I've seen and experienced on these investigations. It has proven to me that there is something after death, that we do continue on, that death isn't an absolute ending. With this knowledge, I don't need to be up, pacing the carpet.
I don't need to be scared. But quitting my paranormal group means "quitting my Zoloft."
But, as I alluded to in last week's post, endings are actually beginnings. And the beginning is that we ten investigators are starting our own investigative group. We have two investigations on the schedule. We're organized. We have a great start on equipment. We're moving forward. And the best part?
So, thanks for reading. Thanks for being concerned. And I promise, part two will follow tomorrow.