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It was comforting in its own way. Who knows what waits for us after death.sounds nice
It was comforting in its own way. Who knows what waits for us after death.sounds nice
indeed most spirits are benign i live in a house built in 1934 the sprits here keep them selves to them selves. i been in houses with molevalent entities but most sprits will just go about their business.We live in a 200 year old house which is full of ghosts and spirits. Non are hostile and we live happily side by side
if you were in bed trying to sleep you might of had a hypnogogic episode (hynogogic is between being awake and going in to rem "rapid Eye Movement sleep" the opposite hypnocogic between coming out of rem sleep and waking up) . it could have been a plane dissapearing in to clouds and at the same time a ground to cloud light lightning leeder coming up from the ground in to the sky. not saying its not an alien craft it could be one but once you rule out natural explainations you can then go on to paranormalWhile I'm not a believer in paranormal happenings of UFO conspiracies, I did see something when I was a teenager that I'm still struggling to pin down.
It was the evening, and I couldn't sleep. I opened the window, and looked out at the night sky. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a light move across the sky, then smoothly turn so that it appeared to go in a verticle direction, and then it disappeared. It was followed by a procession of these lights, all following the same pattern, and all of them completely silent - no sounds of a helicopter or a jet or anything. Nothing. I tried to look at them through my binoculars but I couldn't make out any detail in them. After a fair few of these things had made their journey across the sky and disappeared, none came after, and the sky remained as it was.
In hindsight, they might be explained away as high altitude aircraft that one simply couldn't hear, but I'm still a little flumoxed by the whole thing. Why did they follow the exact same pattern? Why were there so many of them? What were these objects?
I'm basically reconciled to my not knowing or accepting that time might have altered the memory.
At around 12-13 I once heard a creak in the house when I was all alone, thinking it was a creeper. I went to the office and grabbed a really sharp pen so I could stab whatever it was (this seriously happened) and then nothing was there. I was super freaked out and didn't calm down for about an hour. *haunted*Yeah, my boss In IT used to write on other peoples' computers all the time. Usually it was work related, installing something or fixing a bug.
As for me, I grew up in a haunted house, lots of noises and banging around. Eventually a friend and I used a Ouija board and a full figured ghost appeared. It floated forward passing through my left side and all of him as it turned right and disappeared. This was in my parents attic of a cape cod house. It had two rooms and we were in my bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. We were both terrified during and after. I came home from college on weekends and I still had to sleep in the room. I was always uneasy.
A lot f people dont like ouija boards im the same i was once on an investigation and one of the the team had brought one i didnt use it personally and the groups medium protected everyone i was in another part of the building well away. An ouija board can be an effective communication tool if used properly with respect and the session is closed properly.Yeah, my boss In IT used to write on other peoples' computers all the time. Usually it was work related, installing something or fixing a bug.
As for me, I grew up in a haunted house, lots of noises and banging around. Eventually a friend and I used a Ouija board and a full figured ghost appeared. It floated forward passing through my left side and all of him as it turned right and disappeared. This was in my parents attic of a cape cod house. It had two rooms and we were in my bedroom, sitting on the edge of the bed. We were both terrified during and after. I came home from college on weekends and I still had to sleep in the room. I was always uneasy.
I went to school at what used to be a military fort and hospital. On two occasions I have seen a group of people appearing from no where and a semi transparent janitor sweeping in a dark room. This was after the fort was closed and those buildings were abandoned. I wasn't alone and people I was with confirmed I wasn't the only one who could see these figures.
this video was filmed in gettysburgI've seen TV film footage of opaque soldiers at Gettysburg. I took a tour of Gettysburg and could hardly get through it without crying. It's like I could feel their sorrow. The same thing happened to me at Arlington National Cemetery.
I participated in an exercise like that, too. I believe I was in 8th grade at the time. Four of us made two attempts to lift the teacher the way you described. The first attempt failed. After some hocus-pocus by the teacher we were successful with the second lift. I chalk it up to simple, psychological factors. When you first hear about 4 kids attempting to lift an adult using only two fingers each, it sounds next to impossible. I'm guessing our teacher weighed a little under 200 pounds, so each of us had to lift about 50 lbs. That really isn't so much weight for a healthy preteen kid to lift, especially if he/she was prepared to do it as, what was essentially, a deadlift. The realization that it isn't actually all that hard to do helps make it more likely to accomplish. Another thing is getting the kids to lift in unison, which was accomplished by the how the teacher was talking while getting us ready for the second attempt. The third thing was how rigid the teacher was holding his body in both attempts. It may or may not have been intentional, but most likely the teacher kept his body more rigid in the second attempt because he expected it was going to be a successful lift. If you've ever tried to pick up an ornery child that kept his/her body limp, you know how hard it can be to lift someone who is uncooperative. Taken together, these things present a simple, rational explanation.Once upon a time, I participated in a levitation.