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I used to live with an ex of my back in the day and she used to tell me her house was haunted and all that shit and I never really believe or disbelieved in such things. She did show me a photo that she took of her dog in the hallway in which you can clearly make out a little boys face (you could see the reflection of the eyes and bangs of the hair and such that somehow was captured by the flash) that was so legit, Wish I would have taken that fucking photo before we broke up lol. Anyways I ended up moving in and shortly after it was clear she was not bullshitting about the haunted aspect of the house.
Example include but are not limited to clearly hearing someone walking up and down the stairs when no one was home, I would run out of the upstairs room and check the house to find nothing. We would sometimes hear the cupboards opening and closing in the kitchen and chairs being moved a bit again when no one was home. The one event that left me convinced was one night as we were chillin listening to music in her room I got up off the bed and walked over to the stereo that was about six feet away from the bedroom door to turn the volume up after it turned itself down (I didnt think anything of the volume being turned down as I have experienced this before) as I went to turn the volume back up someone started pounding on the door hard as fuck so much so I could see the door moving as it was partially broken. I thought it was her sister fucking with us so I immediately opened the door and ran into her sisters room across the hall to find no one. I then ran downstairs and checked the entire house and no one was home (turned out her sister was at her friends house) After I realized no one was there and that even if someone would have ran down the steps after the pounding on the door I would no doubt have heard them hit the stairs and run off. The stairs were old wood steps that made a ton of noise when you walked on them. Fear hit me and I ran back upstairs and jumped under the covers to my girls laughter.
1)I smoked salvia and went to another dimension and was tormented by beings that referred to themselves as "Salvia people". 2)I smoked DMT and broke through and went to the spirit world.
These two experiences were so bizarre words can't really describe them. I'm glad to have experienced them though. I probably sound like a wide-eyed hippy but that's okay.
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Quote: reeferaddict69 said: 1)I smoked salvia and went to another dimension and was tormented by beings that referred to themselves as "Salvia people". 2)I smoked DMT and broke through and went to the spirit world.
These two experiences were so bizarre words can't really describe them. I'm glad to have experienced them though. I probably sound like a wide-eyed hippy but that's okay.
I dont know if I would considered them true supernatural experiences as you were under the influence of mind altering drugs but it I feel you. I have had similar experiences as in what seemed to me at the time a near death experience and it was 100% reality as far as Im concerned.
When I was young, somewhere between the age of 4-7, I went to my late grandmothers funeral. It was either before or after the whole event, when it was just me, my parents, my uncle, and my grandfather. We were all toward the back of the church standing around, the grown ups were talking, I was just being a kid, sort of oblivious to what exactly was going on. I knew she had passed, but I didn't fully emotionally feel the impact, I was still a happy kid. While they were talking, I walk up to coffin to take my look at her by myself. I look at her face, her closed, resting eyes. She looked so peaceful. I was standing there, staring for no more than a minute, when she suddenly lets out a whispering voice, as if sighing a message with the last breath of air she took in. It was exciting to me, I ran back to my mom exlaimed "grandma said something!".
To this day, my mom tells me, convinced, that told her I heard something that day at my grandmothers funeral.
Found your story interesting OP and pretty terrifying. The idea of ghosts and non-physical beings has always really disturbed me, even though I have yet to truly experience something of that nature.
When I was growing up though my nanny (who I was with every day for 8 hours while my parents were at work) had this dog Inka. Truth be told I think I was closer to Inka then I was with my nanny, or my parents for that matter. I just felt such a connection with this dog it was like she was my spirit animal or something protecting and raising me. Since then I've always been a HUGE dog person and just animal/nature person in general.
Anyways, long story short my nanny was kind of a hippy type lady and always burned this same incense that had a very distinct, very strong smell. I could always tell when she entered the room or if she had been somewhere just because that smell was always there (it wasn't a bad smell, just very distinct)
Several years later (long after she had stopped being my nanny) I remember walking on the beach and out of absolutely nowhere I could smell that perfume quit strongly, it was as if she was standing right next to me. It was only for a minute but I found the experience kind of strange. The next day I found out that her dog, Inka, had passed away around the same time that I was walking on the beach the day prior. Guess she was just saying goodbye.
I met someone and now our souls are so intertwined that it causes problems if we're not together. I believe that our meeting was not a meeting at all, but a reuniting of two energies who have transcended space and time together . Goddamn electric.
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I close my eyes and seize it
I clench my fists and beat it
I light my torch and burn it
I am the beast I worship....
No I wanted to,kinda forgot about it. Oh wow, I just read the plot summary. So my situation is like the opposite, everything seems to be conspiring to keep us together. Interesting
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I close my eyes and seize it
I clench my fists and beat it
I light my torch and burn it
I am the beast I worship....
Quote: DeadHearts said: Fear hit me and I ran back upstairs and jumped under the covers to my girls laughter.
Post your experiences...
That's funny. hahahaha. I've never experienced anything supernatural unfortunately. I very much want to. But have not. I can't tell if it started happening whether I'd be stoked and excited and not scared or running away pissing my pants
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sheekle: death despair and misery
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"Foremost among them was the suspicion that my strange and ungovernable instincts might do me in before I had a chance to get rich. No matter how much I wanted all those things that I needed money to buy, there was some devilish current pushing me off in another direction – toward anarchy and poverty and craziness. That maddening delusion that a man can lead a decent life without hiring himself out as a Judas Goat." - The good Doctor
I used to ruun a bar and actually lived above it for 7 years...
we had things that would fly off the wall and land in the middle of the room, a distance of 10 feet..no joke
bar stools that that we placed on top of tables to mop would fall over, lay there for a minute, and then upright themselves.
bottles that would explode where they sat in the middle of the night
huge explosion sounds that came from no where, that actually shook the building.
one time I was watching tapes of the previous week to find out who was stealing and I heard a knock on the downstairs door.. I ran down to see who it was and no one was there.. I went back upstairs to continue watching tapes and no sooner than I sit down another knock, this time much louder, so I run down and open the side door, again no one there..I am like wtf at this point..
as I am returning upstairs walk by the back door and I hear very faintly my name being said, it stops me in my tracks and again louder my name is said, clearly coming from the back door I am standing next to, as I put my ear to the door a large bang on the door and my name being screamed. I open the door immediately and no one is there, I ran around the building to see if this was someone fucking with me and there is no one around...that one freaked me the fuck out for a few days.
Quote: Ozzy said: I used to ruun a bar and actually lived above it for 7 years...
we had things that would fly off the wall and land in the middle of the room, a distance of 10 feet..no joke
bar stools that that we placed on top of tables to mop would fall over, lay there for a minute, and then upright themselves.
bottles that would explode where they sat in the middle of the night
huge explosion sounds that came from no where, that actually shook the building.
one time I was watching tapes of the previous week to find out who was stealing and I heard a knock on the downstairs door.. I ran down to see who it was and no one was there.. I went back upstairs to continue watching tapes and no sooner than I sit down another knock, this time much louder, so I run down and open the side door, again no one there..I am like wtf at this point..
as I am returning upstairs walk by the back door and I hear very faintly my name being said, it stops me in my tracks and again louder my name is said, clearly coming from the back door I am standing next to, as I put my ear to the door a large bang on the door and my name being screamed. I open the door immediately and no one is there, I ran around the building to see if this was someone fucking with me and there is no one around...that one freaked me the fuck out for a few days.
My folks have experienced shit like that at a local restaurant. Everyone who's ever worked there thinks it's haunted. See, if I was with a group of people working, that shit would spook me out, but I'd get a kick out of it and be able to go home and sleep. Now if I was alone, in the situation you described last, I'd shit bricks roughly 1 kilometer in diameter and not be able to sleep for days LET ALONE above the fucking place.
From what I gather from ghost stories, there's three kinds, I'll break them down here: 1. happy go lucky, chill ghosts who probably spark up and like to relax, maybe mess with ya once in a while to let you know they're there. 2. ghosts who know they are fucking ghosts and can FUCK with people, and try to spook you out to the max 3. demons/emily rose shit, satan, evil ass mother fuckers tryin to possess everythang in their site for shits and gigs.
I was in a cafe in Cardiff (near the castle). There was an unoccupied table in the corner, with a salt cellar on it.
The salt cellar flew through the air and hit the opposite wall, like someone threw it hard. But no one could have thrown it from that corner.
OK, maybe not the most impressive ghost story ever, but it's my only experience of something that I couldn't explain.
-------------------- "I believe that great weirdness stalks the universe. That's not the issue with me, but it is not tacky. It is not tacky." - The Bard TMcK
Quote: Ozzy said: I used to ruun a bar and actually lived above it for 7 years...
we had things that would fly off the wall and land in the middle of the room, a distance of 10 feet..no joke
bar stools that that we placed on top of tables to mop would fall over, lay there for a minute, and then upright themselves.
bottles that would explode where they sat in the middle of the night
huge explosion sounds that came from no where, that actually shook the building.
one time I was watching tapes of the previous week to find out who was stealing and I heard a knock on the downstairs door.. I ran down to see who it was and no one was there.. I went back upstairs to continue watching tapes and no sooner than I sit down another knock, this time much louder, so I run down and open the side door, again no one there..I am like wtf at this point..
as I am returning upstairs walk by the back door and I hear very faintly my name being said, it stops me in my tracks and again louder my name is said, clearly coming from the back door I am standing next to, as I put my ear to the door a large bang on the door and my name being screamed. I open the door immediately and no one is there, I ran around the building to see if this was someone fucking with me and there is no one around...that one freaked me the fuck out for a few days.
I wouldnt have dealt with that place after most of that stuff lol.
4 years old - remember having OOBEs, I would "wake up" and the whole room would be vibrating, I would see these beings of light enter through the walls and talk to me (emotionally, telepathically) I don't really remember what. All throughout life - Many dreams, lucid and otherwise of 'contacts' with spiritual beings where I would be taught many things. Was often a "secret agent" in my lucid dreams, flying.. walking on ceilings, turning invisible, spying on committee rooms of the 'enemy' to learn secrets, etc. Battling demons/satan and learning telekinetic controls 15yrs - first 'conscious' open contact with extraterrestial beings, it was the greys. After much research and probing I decided to invite them. They came. Was with a group of 6 friends, when they arrived 2 of them instantly fell into a deep sleep, the rest of them definitely felt the presence and were not sure what was going on at first but they were freaked out. I had to calm them down. Me and my other friend floated to his house where he zoned out on zelda and they put something very small into my brain. After- many contacts and workshops with Pleaidians, Arcuturians, Sirians, DMT elves and many other benevolent beings. The Pleaidians removed the thing the greys put in there after they made me aware of it and I asked them to. Group telepathy exercises with close friend, would score EXTREMELY high on random flash shape cards. 90%+ on average, which is way above random chance. Have seen hundreds of UFOs, which I would more accurately call IFOs as they are (usuall)y) identified. Have been on a few. Not talking about government ships. I see auras and energy fields, am highly telepathic, can remember some of my past lives after unlocking the block I like see the synchronicity in every day life. Every day is magical.
Basically my entire life is full of supernatural experiences. I don't like talking about it because most people think you are just crazy because it doesn't fit into their framework of reality. Experience is the ultimate teacher and for some reason people disagree with my reality that is based on my experience.
years ago, 1980, I had not taken any psychedelics---would sometimes have some draw (cannabis) but not much. I was working at a factory, and was very tired. So I go to bed, and then later I go to get up to go to the toilet. When I get there I can't pee, and so return to my bedroom. I am utterly shocked to see my sleeping body, and on either side are two human-looking people--a male and female, clothed, and kind of kneeling on either side of me. As I stand there shocked, they telepathically tell me not to be afraid and then glide me (it feels like walking but also gliding also) down the stairs.
When I get down, I see the front door is open, and they leave me as I go outside. It is this deep twilight, and I walk around to the back garden and breathe in the air, and then I go to return into the house and go into the room we have a wall mirror. I go to look at my reflection and I look WEIRD. It is hard to explain, kind of purplish, bloated, with slitty eyes---like a caricature of a dope-fiend lol. I am fascinated by this, and spend some time. And then I go into the other room.
Through this experience, all the fixtures and fittings of the house are all the same, and the garden was the same, but when I enter the room my mum is sat where the TV usually is, and to her left is her work friend who lived with us. Thinking she is out of the body, I go to meet her and THEN extraordinarily swiftly 'she' sexually goes for me and begins sucking me off like the in a cosmic gross way, and I look down and 'her' mouth and my dick are like some vortex. I am completely freaked out and am banging on 'her' back and creaming to the other woman, who was called Barbara for help, but 'she' just kinda upright sat with her face just off-scene of what was happening.
When I think I am losing my mind, my 'mum' suddenly stands up, as does 'Barbara' and they take off these masks of 'mum' and 'Barbara' and under them they look like Satyrs
I do like this freaked out U-turn, fly up the stairs--by 'fly' I mean run VERY fast lol--find my room, see my sleeping body, and dive in, and I am aware all through the process of reentry. When I am in, I am experiencing like a psychedelic state, I see this pattern on the wall like you see on psychedelics. Then I go to sleep totally aghast at what just happened. It was my second OBE in that time period but THE most dramatic.
Only recently have I found out that Satyrs are known for wearing masks, and moving very fast, being mischeivous, but of course I already new about their VERY erotic nature.
What does it mean....? LOLLOL, this is a riddle that still has me exploring and discovering new layers to this amazing experience. I do not jump to conclusions, though have in the past, but know better now. But it reveals a deeply mysterious universe to me and was absolutely life-changing.
-------------------- "I believe that great weirdness stalks the universe. That's not the issue with me, but it is not tacky. It is not tacky." - The Bard TMcK
4 years old - remember having OOBEs, I would "wake up" and the whole room would be vibrating, I would see these beings of light enter through the walls and talk to me (emotionally, telepathically) I don't really remember what. All throughout life - Many dreams, lucid and otherwise of 'contacts' with spiritual beings where I would be taught many things. Was often a "secret agent" in my lucid dreams, flying.. walking on ceilings, turning invisible, spying on committee rooms of the 'enemy' to learn secrets, etc. Battling demons/satan and learning telekinetic controls 15yrs - first 'conscious' open contact with extraterrestial beings, it was the greys. After much research and probing I decided to invite them. They came. Was with a group of 6 friends, when they arrived 2 of them instantly fell into a deep sleep, the rest of them definitely felt the presence and were not sure what was going on at first but they were freaked out. I had to calm them down. Me and my other friend floated to his house where he zoned out on zelda and they put something very small into my brain. After- many contacts and workshops with Pleaidians, Arcuturians, Sirians, DMT elves and many other benevolent beings. The Pleaidians removed the thing the greys put in there after they made me aware of it and I asked them to. Group telepathy exercises with close friend, would score EXTREMELY high on random flash shape cards. 90%+ on average, which is way above random chance. Have seen hundreds of UFOs, which I would more accurately call IFOs as they are (usuall)y) identified. Have been on a few. Not talking about government ships. I see auras and energy fields, am highly telepathic, can remember some of my past lives after unlocking the block I like see the synchronicity in every day life. Every day is magical.
Basically my entire life is full of supernatural experiences. I don't like talking about it because most people think you are just crazy because it doesn't fit into their framework of reality. Experience is the ultimate teacher and for some reason people disagree with my reality that is based on my experience.
Aliens exist.
WTF I WANT TO BE VISITED I have no reason to assume you're lying. I mean 12 years and 50k+ posts you've certainly established yourself on here. How did you "invite" the aliens
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sheekle: fuck peace love and unity
sheekle: death despair and misery
sheekle: is where it's
"Foremost among them was the suspicion that my strange and ungovernable instincts might do me in before I had a chance to get rich. No matter how much I wanted all those things that I needed money to buy, there was some devilish current pushing me off in another direction – toward anarchy and poverty and craziness. That maddening delusion that a man can lead a decent life without hiring himself out as a Judas Goat." - The good Doctor
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