About 15 or so years ago, (when I was a much younger batchelor), I was dating an older woman, well she was about 4 years older than me! She was heavily into mysticism, very educated and well read, claimed to be a Zen Bhuddist, dressed like a hippie and had long brown hair and was an all around entertaining person to be involved with.

I was living in a converted attic of an old Dutch Colonial house in town. I had no neighbors, the rest of the house was occupied by a Tax prep company. Hmmmm, this isn't even about that tho.

She and I had met at the local college where we were both taking intensive Philosophy courses and we hit it off quite well. One night we attended an Art party given by the local Art professor. There was a lot drinking and other forms of mind expansion going on. My lady friend and I went for a drive. We could of gone down the street to my attic, but instead, me trying to be a romantic, drove out to our hill farm, thru the gate, down the dirt lane and parked on a hilltop overlooking a nice valley. The moon was shinning brightly and everything was beautiful.

We began kissing and holding each other. Suddenly I heard a noise off to my left, a dog barking in the distance and I turned away from her to look. When I turned back to her, her face had transformed into that of a serpent and with a split tongue, flicking in and out! I drew back as far from her as I could, closed my eyes, opened them and she was as normal as ever. But she saw the fear on my face and asked me what was wrong and I told her that I just saw evil. It was enough for me and I started the car and headed back to the party, all the while, she trying to convince me that she wasn't evil. (I would of thought a woman would of been indignant and angry if she was innocent, so her trying to tell me she wasn't evil really scared me) We were togther a while longer after that, till I moved across the state to UT. I've always wondered what that was all about. I wasn't that high!