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<p>[QUOTE=&quot;komokwa, post: 1686717, member: 301&quot;]Part Two...</p><p><br /></p><p>So I get it back to my Gallery , it&#039;s shedding just by touching it &amp; I can&#039;t find a place for it , and can&#039;t hang it because of the woven fibers that surround the rear.</p><p>I get a nice box.....carefully pad it, and place the mask inside , close it up and put it on a shelf in the back room.</p><p><br /></p><p>There it sat for years....to the point that I had&nbsp; &quot; almost &quot; forgotten about it, and things ...files, papers, books , got placed on top and around the box.</p><p><br /></p><p>One day a young couple came into the Gallery . </p><p>From the get go...they looked strange......clean, but dowdy in appearance.</p><p>They walked around .... but not aimlessly ....more like hunting.</p><p>They came to my desk, sat down...and started chirping at me that there was something going on here that led them to my Gallery, but they couldn&#039;t find it !!</p><p><br /></p><p>I tried to explain that the masks and carvings I had on display were in no way spirits and on took on a life only once they were being danced in a ceremony, but they would have none of it and insisted that there was a strong vibe that they were both feeling , drawing them to my place .</p><p><br /></p><p>I protested my masks innocence , but they became more insistent . </p><p>I asked them , which item was bothering them, as they had seen everything on display ..... and they said it wasn&#039;t out front , and pointed to the back room behind me. </p><p>Ya , Right....I was not about to let them forage around in a private area...but they were disturbingly insistent that they had to see what was causing them....what now appeared to be distress !!!</p><p><br /></p><p>Now they had me wondering... so into the back room we all went &amp; they looked up and down at everything and seemed confused. </p><p>Then they walked around the other side of a wall where my shelves were.....and stopped in their tracks .&nbsp; Now they were quite nervous....&amp; it was makin me nervous !!!</p><p>I said....look , there&#039;s nothing here but files , and papers......&amp; then one of them pointed right at the box....&amp; said ...&quot; what&#039;s in there ? &quot; </p><p><br /></p><p>You could have heard a pin drop on the&nbsp; &#039; carpet &#039; ....as I pulled the box out from where it sat and opened it up to reveal that African mask !!</p><p>They gasped together &amp; started shaking...and yammering that this object was giving off an energy that was so strong they couldn&#039;t stay there any longer, and with that they both hustled out of the back room and practically fled the Gallery.</p><p><br /></p><p>After that...I took the mask out of the box....put it in plain sight , apologized for hiding it away for so long...... &amp; we&#039;ve been friends ever since !</p><p><br /></p><p>It sits now on a shelf nearby leaning on a Zulu basket and while other folks have seen it and been up close.....even a high born African woman.....no one has paid any attention to it ......... cept me !!</p><p><br /></p><p>and that&#039;s the truth of it...[/QUOTE]</p><p><br /></p>

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