Yesterday upon the stairs
I met a man who wasn't there
He wasn't there again today
I wish I wish he'd go away
When I came home last night at three,
The man was waiting there for me
But when I looked around the hall
I couldn't see him there at all
by Hughes Mearns
Many people I know believe in ghost: of course most of them also believe in an imaginary man in the sky that controls the universe; a human that was (and is) a god; angles; Satan; a place called heaven; life after death; miracles; prayer - and the list could go on.
I am a practical person. I value logic and the ability to reason - and ideas that can move beyond the stink test (because someone tells me it is so.)
This is why I ain’t scared of no ghost.
Don’t misread me: I love horror films and well written horror and fantasy novels. I just don’t believe them. I will stay up late at night to watch TV with zombies, werewolves, vampire and even the old 1950’s and 60’s B-movies. I love a good horror book like the early Stephen King novels. But again, I don’t believe them.
As far as ghost are concerned: they don’t pass the stink test. Beyond the twenty reasons I could list that ghost don’t exist the simplest and most profound is that you were born naked, clothes are a physical construct, and logic would insist that if ghost did exist they would appear without clothes.
Now this could be scary! Can you imagine waking up and finding the naked ghost of your dead Uncle Fester Standing beside your bed and staring at you?
Again: I AIN'T SCARED OF NO GHOST