What is the meaning of this?

I was cleaning out some of my grandparents thing and throwing out a few. I came across a vase with dried flowers in it, after throwing out the flowers, I looked inside and saw a shiny stone. The shiny stone was an oval amythyst color with a star on it and an eye in the middle of the stone. The weird part of that is that when I tried reaching in for the stone, it disappeared. I shook the vase upside down and nothing ever came out. I looked everywhere for it but nothing. What I did find was a playing card taped to the bottom of the vase. It was the Jack of spades. I showed it to my mom and uncle, which also thought of it as being kind of weird, but came up with the conclusion, that it may be a type of signature from where they made the vase. As for the stone, they think I imagined it. But I know I saw it and remember it with all the details. What does this mean? By the way, both my grandparents have passed away, both within 2 years. Help !!!

What is the meaning of this?
Here is a long answer that may be fun as well.

Punctuate the following with only periods caps, and commas, so it makes sense:



that that is is that that is not is not that that is is not that that is not that that is not is not that that is



Here is the answer:

That that is, is. That that is not, is not. That that is is not that that is not. That that is not is not that that is.



If it still is confusing, re-read it with pauses indicated by ....



That that is, is. That that is not, is not. That that is ... is not that that is not. That that is not ...is not that that is.



Why give you this? It is a lesson in reality. You saw an eye and a playing card. The card was real, no questions there.

The Jack of Spades is one of the two one-eyed Jacks (Hearts is the other) which are (rarely) added to Jokers as wild cards.

The vase was glass, otherwise you couldn't have seen the card through the base. Maybe it was amethyst-colored glass? The eye may have been a reflection of your own, or the one from the Jack. The star could have been a reflection, too, or a bit of dried flower that came loose when you reached in and then shook the vase upside down. The rest was sunlight and imagination.

If we look for magic, we'll find it. If we refuse to accept magic, and believe only what we see (and can reproduce), the result is scary, as we are surrounded by those whose very sanities depend on seeing what they believe.

My advice: accept mystery (the unknown) but reject magic. You'll often feel alone, but there plenty of others out there who do the same things, including your uncle and mom.

And save the vase (with the card if you still have it) to remind you of the story!

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