So last night I was sitting around with two of my corridormates, a French guy and a Slovakian girl, discussing spirituality. The French guy related his experiences of successful seances and of being contacted by a deceased friend. The Slovakian girl told me about some wise woman she knew in Prague who could help you with your personal problems, using methods like automatic writing to divine truths about you. I told her that sounds like psychoanalysis to me, but she assured me that it was a mystical practice, that this wise woman formed a spiritual connection and conveyed "messages from the universe". She also made several references to an entity she called "the being".
I told them I didn't rule out the existence of spirits, but that I also could not believe it unless I myself had a spiritual experience. So naturally we held a seance. We contacted a spirit that identified itself as "YTES", but this didn't make sense to us so we asked its name again and it spelled out "VOYOYON". At some point we deduce through yes-or-no questions that the spirit has a message for me specifically, and it tells me "TFUFUKW" before fucking off back to the spirit realm. Maybe our spiritual connection was disrupted by that "they're taking the hobbits to Isengard" song blaring from some outdoor party nearby. Anyway I guess spirits exist and they're fucking retarded.