#AD INFINITUM AD NAUSEAM MEANING FREE#

It started with the most innocuous of things. My parents told me that it was just settling on its foundation, but I wasn't so sure. I accepted this drawback in exchange for the privacy that it afforded me and as a teenager, privacy was of the utmost importance. I slept with a heater in my room to combat this invasive cold. Every now and then, I would wake up to find my breath fogging in the air.

It was freezing in the winter due to poor heating, particularly in the basement. The house had its fair share of problems. At what point of repairing and replacing parts does the house stop being the same house and become a completely new house? Did I live in a house that was from the 50’s or was it now a completely new building? I've been known to wax philosophic from time to time, sorry about that. It reminded me of the old “Ship of Theseus” conundrum. Asbestos was replaced by insulation, lead paint was removed, and copper tubing was put in. It was built sometime in the 1950’s and was refitted to be more modern. The basement had a wide-open area, my room, and a room with a water heater off to the side. It had a main floor with a kitchen, living room, and a bedroom/bathroom. Just a small note about my house in Kalamazoo.

I was a big fan of Resident Evil and was slowly getting into Silent Hill around that time. I spent most of my time in my room, which was in the basement, playing games and talking to the friends I had left behind when I moved. I’m an avid gamer and love survival horror games. My neighborhood was built for younger couples so there weren't too many kids to hang out with during this time and the cold weather forced me inside most of this time.

#AD INFINITUM AD NAUSEAM MEANING FREE#

We moved there midway through the school year so I found that I had about five or six months of free time before I could attend school and meet the other kids. The town, Kalamazoo, was a quaint and quiet community. He was lucky enough to find work in a small town in Michigan. My family had just moved to a new city after my father lost his job. It all started in early 2001 when I was thirteen years old. My encounter with the afterlife wasn't very typical and I doubt that after listening to my story that you’ll be able to see yours as ordinary either. I ask this question because I want you to have your spiritual encounter on your mind while I tell you my story. Have you ever seen a ghost? I don’t usually ask that question because everyone will typically start telling their typical bullshit story of seeing an old woman in their peripheral vision one late night, hearing voices that aren't there, or maybe even picking up a phantom hitchhiker on a late night after driving for too long. 'Ad Nauseam, Ad Mortem, Ad Infinitum' by EmpyrealInvective Ad Nauseam

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