I did go to your original message. I am sure every one gets some random messages which help them to decide in certain way and got rhe successful out come. However, unless one is a keen observer, he will forget the trigger message he has received.
Forgive yourself - is a great message for everyone.Many would have receved encouragement with that message.
I think there are techniques by which one can generate random thoughts and select the right one to solve his problem.
This lively discussion escapes me completely.
:-)) What a wonderful thing to say, Jagrut :-))) Me thinks, that you too are special and see things in your own special way :-))))
I guess people are thinking what to write...in India the only random thing I can recall is "Blow Horn" at the back of buses and trucks. And "Do Not Blow Horn" near hospitals and schools. That is why I don't drive. I get confused in India.
The car separated from the train was moving, that must be quite awesome indeed. (I always wanted to be on a detached moving wagon of a train without an engine.) There must have been a bang later on. This sounds absurd. So, it must be the other way round. That is the car was still, and you went by moving so compared to your frame of reference it appeared that the car detached from the train was moving. This sounds logical.
Your eyes are different than others. You are special. What you see, the world does not see. What the world sees, you do not like as much, maybe. Tastes and preferences differ from person to person. You are unique in your own special way.
Interesting, because this car was separated from the train and parked at a grainery (or what looks like one.) I think there may be a few cars with the eye and "Hope" painted because I remember seeing one with the eye before but it was just a glance because we went by or it was moving.
Based on the responses so far, I guess I am the only one who stumbles upon neat things like these? Or are people just too shy to pitch in?
Actually that train was going to Nantucket, if you would have looked closely there was a girl called Nan who was peeping through a hole one inch away from the centre of that eyeball where the black of the eyeball meets the white. You won't notice easily since the centre is blocked.
Nan was planning to run to Manhasset with his man. She was peeping as she did not know this alien land where she was going to.
There was just an eyeball at first. But when the train had halted for two hours at Posquatchet (because a boulder was blocking the way), she found nothing better to do, than to get hold of paint in a bucket from the man painting the boulders with a face of Jesus in red. She convinced the painter to share his paint and painted the eyeball with the letters H.O.P.E. as she was hoping to reach Manhasset bored from living at Nantucket all her life. She was also hoping to meet the man of her life whom she has met only once so far when she had gone fishing at Squam Swamp near Wauwinet Road.
I am also hoping Nan reaches her destination safe and sound and enjoy ever after with her man at Manhasset.