Anyone Heard of the Scent of the Departed?

[Deranged]

Nonsense. You don't know that for a fact because there's no evidence to support it, and you can't, and shouldn't, speak for anyone else.

For that matter, you haven't presented any real evidence. Anecdotal evidence is not evidence.

Just keep dodging the logical questions, though, and shifting those goalposts.



You yourself admitted you made the story up, yet you are getting all pissy because people don't believe it?

Well, I guess you can't photograph a scent. Or tape something that's silent.

 

[desertgal]

Well, I guess you can't photograph a scent. Or tape something that's silent.

Oh, it's THAT game. Let me try:

You can't prove a self admitted fantasy is true.

 

[carlitos]

Well, I guess you can't photograph a scent. Or tape something that's silent.

Every memory of looking out the back door
I had the photo album spread out on my bedroom floor
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.

Every memory of walking out the front door
I found the photo of the friend that I was looking for
It's hard to say it, time to say it
Goodbye, goodbye.​

 

[Deranged]

I just really don't understand what the big deal is supposed to be. An old woman's room smelt of old woman. Whoop de doo. If the room had only ever been inhabited by a man suffering chronic diarrhea who died when his colostomy bag exploded, THEN I'd be impressed that you smelt flowers.

No, you would not have been impressed if I smelled flowers. You'd say I never smelled flowers and to prove that I had.

 

[Sledge]

They're dead in a sense, yes. The good news is they're still alive in some form. No; don't ask me what kind of form or where they reside. I don't know. Watch:
"I Survived Beyond and Back."

They're dead in the sense that they're no longer alive. Everyone gets one go at the game. No continues, no reloading an old save, no restarting. The dead certainly aren't hanging around producing flowery scents and cryptic clues as to where the fish knives were left.

 

[Biscuit]

"I had a witness. He remembers it clearly.
Sure you do. Sure he does."
You mean I lied twice? I saw him at a party a month ago and we discussed it. So you're saying I did not have a witness? This may mean you think having a witness makes me more credible which you don't like. His mother has died but he is still very much alive. What an attitude!

What's being said is that a scent up by the ceiling doesn't wake people lying in beds. Do you see where your story is starting to unravel?

ETA: I see now that when you said "ceiling" you meant right above your prone bodies. So that takes us back to the trapped scents released by heat and moisture from the mattress explanation. You remember that explanation don't you? It's the one you hand waved away by saying the scent was at the ceiling...

 

[desertgal]

No, you would not have been impressed if I smelled flowers. You'd say I never smelled flowers and to prove that I had.

Once again, all sarcasm aside, why did you start this thread?

 

[Squeegee Beckenheim]

Everyone is doubting each statement I made.

That's kind of the definition of scepticism. This is a message board devoted to scepticism. So...yeah.

 

[Deranged]

They're dead in the sense that they're no longer alive. Everyone gets one go at the game. No continues, no reloading an old save, no restarting. The dead certainly aren't hanging around producing flowery scents and cryptic clues as to where the fish knives were left.

No; they are still alive. It's sort of like when a tree or shrub dies it comes back. Not only that, there's a chance that we all were alive before we came to earth. I've not worked that all out yet, though.

 

[Deranged]

Once again, all sarcasm aside, why did you start this thread?

I wanted ideas on what it could have been that happened to me. If I'm annoying, just skip over my posts and read the ones on more scholarly topics like Nostradamus and UFO's.

 

[Resume]

Not only that, there's a chance that we all were alive before we came to earth. I've not worked that all out yet, though.

Let us know when you've cracked that one. Sounds interesting.

 

[desertgal]

Not only that, there's a chance that we all were alive before we came to earth.

No, there isn't.

I wanted ideas on what it could have been that happened to me.

But you've shown you aren't willing to accept any other explanation beyond it being "the scent of the departed", and you have snarkily condemned reasonable replies as being close minded. So why even bother asking?

If I'm annoying, just skip over my posts and read the ones on more scholarly topics like Nostradamus and UFO's.

Why do you jump to the conclusion that I think you are annoying? Another assumption you "know for a fact"? I don't think you're annoying. I think you are close minded yourself, and determined to hang onto your belief in a growing variety of fantasies, but annoying never occurred to me.

I don't read threads about UFO's.

 

[Stomatopoda]

No; they are still alive. It's sort of like when a tree or shrub dies it comes back. Not only that, there's a chance that we all were alive before we came to earth. I've not worked that all out yet, though.

A nice fantasy, certainly, but hoping and believing doesn't make it so. Accepting the reality of death is an important part of emotional maturity. You shouldn't disrespect the memory of those who have passed by pretending they're just taking a vacation.

Also, "it's" is not possessive.

 

[Deranged]

What's being said is that a scent up by the ceiling doesn't wake people lying in beds. Do you see where your story is starting to unravel?"
Nothing is unraveling as far as I'm concerned. It's unraveling to you. The scent was above us and it seemed to fill the space up there. I guess I shouldn't have said ceiling. So sue me. When two adults experience something like this no one could ever convince them it didn't happen. He said, "go away, granny" and I thought at the time it was noteworthy that he seemed to know who it was. I certainly didn't know. Maybe because she was the only person we knew in the family who had died at that time.

 

[Deranged]

A nice fantasy, certainly, but hoping and believing doesn't make it so. Accepting the reality of death is an important part of emotional maturity. You shouldn't disrespect the memory of those who have passed by pretending they're just taking a vacation.

Also, "it's" is not possessive.

I am not disrespecting anyone's memory . How presumptuous of you. And accusatory. Do you actually think anyone , including the dead, would care if I think they're alive in another dimension? When I'm gone, I don't care if my family thinks I'm still alive or not. When they die they'll find out.

 

[desertgal]

When two adults experience something like this no one could ever convince them it didn't happen.

Then, again, why bother asking on THIS forum? You certainly aren't interested in applying any critical thinking to the subject.

 

[Elizabeth I]

He said, "go away, granny" and I thought at the time it was noteworthy that he seemed to know who it was. I certainly didn't know. Maybe because she was the only person we knew in the family who had died at that time.

Or maybe because, I don't know, he remembered what her perfume/powder/whatever it was smelled like? Scent is one of the most powerfully evocative sensations there are.

I still smell fragrances that remind me of my great-aunt, who has been gone for more than twenty years. (No, I don't think it means she's hanging around.)

 

[Deranged]

I had a similar experience after my one cat Brandi died. She smelled like babypowder and for awhile after when I smelled in the air I was really puzzled by this. I figured it was just a remanant scent of her from the places she used to like to sleep. She did spend a lot of time in my room and that is where the smell was strongest. Which made even more sense when I lay down of my bed a certain way, near her favourite spot.

The idea of the dead visiting people is kind of creepy in my opinion.

You smelled Brandi years after she died? Were her bed clothes laundered?
I met granny at my wedding rehearsal picnic. Over the next several years I'd see her about once a year. She was really old and her four children took turns having her live with them and we lived hundreds of miles away from three of her grown children but only fifty miles from one of them (where the bed was). Then in her late nineties she died. A few years after that her grandson and I had the experience. I had never noticed that she had a scent of any kind. But I have heard that the dead can contact us by using a scent of rose petals.

 

[Deranged]

Or maybe because, I don't know, he remembered what her perfume/powder/whatever it was smelled like? Scent is one of the most powerfully evocative sensations there are.

I still smell fragrances that remind me of my great-aunt, who has been gone for more than twenty years. (No, I don't think it means she's hanging around.)

That's possible. He knew her, of course, for many years before I did, was around her more so maybe the scent was familiar to him. I just don't recall any scent of hers. Not saying there wasn't one , though.

 

[Deranged]

Flowers would disturb your rest? I've heard of light sleepers, but that's something else.

If they were as strong as this smell they would have been removed, yes . It was a small room. It would be like trying to sleep in a small area where bacon is being fried. Weird analogy, I know.