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  • Superstition

    Here's a scenario...

    You come home from school after a long, hot day. You go to the kitchen to get something to eat, with a sense of urgency since you haven't eaten all day. In the process of dancing and prancing around the kitchen, your hand accidentally strikes the mirror that had been innocently sitting on the counter, and consequently, the mirror hits the floor and shatters. What do you do?

    a) You freak out that you're going to have 7 years of bad luck,
    b) you freak out that there is going to be a death in the family,
    c) you gather up the shattered mess, throw it away, and calmly get back to your food with no worries to haunt you.

    Which option describes you? Why?

    Superstition haunts most, if not all, of us. Friday the 13th, "achkov tal", opening an umbrella inside, cutting your own hair, "tukht u gir anel" are some of the superstitions I have come across with, but there are many others. Are you superstitious? Surely, there can't be some evil spiritual power that takes advantage of us, can there be?

    The one item from the above list that I have repeatedly come across with among Armenians is "tukht u gir". Now, I am not sure if you are familiar with this, but if you are, what is your knowledge about it? Overall, how do you feel about superstition?

  • #2
    Re: Superstition

    Originally posted by sSsflamesSs
    b) you freak out that there is going to be a death in the family...
    That's the one I choose. I'm not a supersticious person, but that superstition is the one I actually believe because when I was six, a mirror broke the day before my grandmother died. That Friday the 13th day of bad luck is major BS.
    Superstition sometimes takes over our lives and makes us even more concerned about things. Surely there are some superstitions that we want to believe and hope that they are true, but most of the supersitions are just plain dark.
    I see...

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    • #3
      Re: Re: Superstition

      Originally posted by SagGal That's the one I choose. I'm not a supersticious person, but that superstition is the one I actually believe because when I was six, a mirror broke the day before my grandmother died. That Friday the 13th day of bad luck is major BS.
      Superstition sometimes takes over our lives and makes us even more concerned about things. Surely there are some superstitions that we want to believe and hope that they are true, but most of the supersitions are just plain dark.
      You say that you are not superstitious, yet you say that you believe in the "broken mirror" superstition.

      I know that it is a sensitive subject, and I appologize for I mean no offense, but what makes you think that it was not a simple coincidence?

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      • #4
        Re: Re: Re: Superstition

        Originally posted by sSsflamesSs You say that you are not superstitious, yet you say that you believe in the "broken mirror" superstition.

        I know that it is a sensitive subject, and I appologize for I mean no offense, but what makes you think that it was not a simple coincidence?
        Well, that is what I am questioning. Maybe it was just a mere coincidence, but I guess I just grew up to believe in that superstition from my family.
        I see...

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        • #5
          I would normally say "c" until I one day I met this little old Armenian lady who read my coffee cup and changed my life.

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          • #6
            "In my opinion, a mind is healthy when it can perform symbolic acts within mental frameworks which are not immediately obvious. A mind is diseased when it no longer comprehends this kind of linkage and refuses to acknowledge any basis for such symbolic thinking. The twentieth century specializes in producing diseased minds of the type I refer to - minds which uniquely combine ignorance with arrogance. The twentieth century's hard core hyper rationalist would deride a theory of correspondences in daily life and ritual as 'primitive superstition'. However, the rationalist's comment is not one upon symbolic thinking but upon himself, acting as a label to define him as one of the walking dead."

            -- Robert Temple, The Sirius Mystery
            Achkerov kute.

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            • #7
              Originally posted by clubbin714 I would normally say "c" until I one day I met this little old Armenian lady who read my coffee cup and changed my life.
              Hahaha, I forgot to mention the coffee cup reading. Good going, sport!

              Seriously though, how can a coffee cup predict anything? I think most do it for entertainment, but there are those that really believe in it.

              And Anon, you already quoted that guy (same exact quote) in my "Dreams" thread. Care to share with us your opinion on the subject in your own words?

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              • #8
                Originally posted by clubbin714 ...until I one day I met this little old Armenian lady who read my coffee cup and changed my life.
                I'm curious to know how.
                I see...

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                • #9
                  D) I don't do dumb things like knocking mirrors off counters.

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                  • #10
                    I was at a friend’s house and the nanny there was an older Armenian Lady I would say in her 60’s. She was cooking a small pot of very dark, thick coffee that had an unusual smell to it. I am not much of a coffee drinker but she would not take no for an answer.

                    She poured the coffee into these tiny little cups that were no more then 2, 3 inches high that would barely fit in my hand. We drank the coffee and after we finished she asked us to flip the cups into the little trays. After a minute or two she took out the cup and starting staring into it very deeply, almost examining the inner linings. She looked up at me and said did you know you were an Armenian boy. I said no. She then said you don’t know your parents do you. I said no. She said your mother is looking for you, you should find her.

                    I never knew my parents and never knew who I was until that day. I never really cared. She set me on a path and it turned out she was right about everything.

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