I was at a show in downtown Austin, Texas. I went outside for a smoke, and there was this homeless man who, within 5 seconds of me exiting the club, told me he had to “read me”. He spent about 2 minutes rubbing my temples and eyebrows, then told me he doesn’t want to talk anymore. I began to hound him for a explanation, but he told me it “wasn’t right”. He said that my aura is “the deepest purple he has ever seen”, and it wouldn’t be right for him to try to ‘give me advice’. After that, I tried to give him a couple of bucks and he looked at me as if I had insulted him… I am quite perplexed by this encounter. If he was nothing more than a scam artist trying to make a buck, why didn’t he take the cash I offered? I have done a bit of research on auras, but I am overwhelmed by a vast amount of conflicting data. Did this man see something inside of me that was frightening? What does a purple aura, in this particular connotation, mean?