I recently joined a FaceBook group by that name. It’s proof there is a place or interest group for everyone to belong to, right? I’ve always loved abandoned, weathered, falling down buildings. They are very photogenic and since my college photography days, I’ve been drawn to them. Most of the time, precisely because they are old, they have wonderful character. Like, look at the semi-circle roofline on this house and the cool windows underneath it at the top of those fantastic stairs.
If I came across this place and could go inside, I would. I’d be careful for rotten floors and aware of my general safety, but I don’t think ghosts would ever cross my mind. I’d be thinking about mice or snakes or other currently-living-on-earth critters. Depending on location, maybe creepy, bad people too. I just like to look and use my imagination. Who used to live here? Why did they leave? How come nobody ever bought the place? I imagine what it must have been like when rain and molds haven’t destroyed wallpaper or floors. I wonder at how Nature, surprisingly quickly, begins to digest an abandoned building reclaiming Her bounty – because everything began from nature. How many years would go by before there’d be little trace that a building was actually there?
I actually do believe in ghosts, but I think they are all like Casper, and not near us to make trouble. Coincidentally, I re-watched The Sixth Sense on TV this past weekend – where ghosts are merely hanging around because they need some help before they can cross over. And I love the notion that children and dogs are especially sensitive to spirits and if we pay attention to them we’ll get a warning that a spook is nearby.
If I came across this place and could go inside, I would. I’d be careful for rotten floors and aware of my general safety, but I don’t think ghosts would ever cross my mind. I’d be thinking about mice or snakes or other currently-living-on-earth critters. Depending on location, maybe creepy, bad people too. I just like to look and use my imagination. Who used to live here? Why did they leave? How come nobody ever bought the place? I imagine what it must have been like when rain and molds haven’t destroyed wallpaper or floors. I wonder at how Nature, surprisingly quickly, begins to digest an abandoned building reclaiming Her bounty – because everything began from nature. How many years would go by before there’d be little trace that a building was actually there?
I actually do believe in ghosts, but I think they are all like Casper, and not near us to make trouble. Coincidentally, I re-watched The Sixth Sense on TV this past weekend – where ghosts are merely hanging around because they need some help before they can cross over. And I love the notion that children and dogs are especially sensitive to spirits and if we pay attention to them we’ll get a warning that a spook is nearby.