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Pleiadian Revolutionary Registered: 03/31/09 Posts: 7,038 Loc: Aether Last seen: 6 years, 8 months |
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thanx for input dudes
lets keep the fire burning: http://www.abovetopsecret.com/fo --------------------
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Down by the River Registered: 07/26/09 Posts: 98 Loc: British Columbia Last seen: 10 days, 16 hours |
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Quote: Woah dude I've heard of some weird things up in siberia but never that. Defintely a mystery. Funny how things like that never seem to get any media coverage... I guess I'll tell my second story it wasn't really in the wilderness but it was pretty crazy probably more so than my last story because we all could have just been tripping out to some animal in that forest but this seemed more real and unexplainable. Me and my buddy were walking through this big field not too far from where I live and go to college. On three of it's sides it is bordered by brush that eventually leads to properties but on the fourth side it is bordered by a sizeable forest that basically cuts off one section of residences from another way further up the hill. As we were walking through this field a thick fog came up. I'm talking like you could only see somebody if they were right beside you. It was pea soup. We were slightly tripped because both of us had eaten a few grams of shrooms and the fog made the field seem way bigger. It felt like we were walking through it forever. After awhile I happened to look towards the forest and noticed that while it was pea soup in every other direction I could see the forest clearly and it was throwing out a huge shadow that almost came toward us. I can't really describe fully how weird it looked with fog on every side and then a clear view of the forest throwing out a misty shadow. It almost looked as if on one side there was a lake of shadows encroaching on us and me and my buddy both started tripping pretty good on this. All of a sudden my buddy started calling out from behind me saying he felt like he was in a cube or something. Mystified I asked him what he was talking about. "It's like when I step in this shadow there's a little Sensation and everything around me seems to get all distant and far away" in his exact words. Of course I thought he was just tripping and stepped toward him to see what he was on about. To my disbelief as I stepped into the shadow I felt a slight humming sensation and everything around me except for my friend seemed and sounded distant and far away. It was like I was underwater or the shadow formed some kind of barrier of sorts. Everything outside of it the fog and the field seemed to grow out of focus and forgettable. I started to sketch out and stepped out of the shadow. Immediately I felt the same sensation except this time in reverse as my hearing and perception returned to normal. I suppose there is a possibility it was a shared trip but the boomers were not very strong and it seemed extremely real. I have not had any experience like it since. -------------------- ![]()
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Not the droid your looking for Registered: 09/26/09 Posts: 10,449 Loc: earth Last seen: 11 years, 28 days |
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In the past month there have been 5 horse mutilations in the south uk
Surgical incisions, no blood found at the scene. Police actively covering up the incidents. Whats your theory? Cornwall www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-co Wales www.walesonline.co.uk/news/wales Okehampton http://www.okehamptonpeople.co.u Testimony from one of the horse owners...
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Registered: 07/16/10 Posts: 15,406 Loc: State of Jeffers |
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That's like the cattle mutilations from the southern U.S.
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Pleiadian Revolutionary Registered: 03/31/09 Posts: 7,038 Loc: Aether Last seen: 6 years, 8 months |
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Waw good 1 nice1
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Stranger Registered: 02/06/12 Posts: 30 Last seen: 8 years, 7 months |
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Wow,wow,wow! McMushrooms420, that blew my mind on so many levels. Thanks for sharing.
Check this out too which is a must see for all of you who enjoyed this thread. Goes into more on the "The Dyatlov Pass incident," and other interesting places. Ancient Aliens and Evil Places: http://youtu.be/cA_gBW1FZSw Edited by macrogreen (02/15/12 05:53 PM)
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Registered: 06/09/08 Posts: 46,494 Loc: Texas |
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Quote: Very cool -------------------- HAIL OUR NEW OTD KING
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Asha'man Registered: 02/15/05 Posts: 12,394 Loc: Buckeye Last seen: 2 months, 22 days |
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Looks like an excellent place for a party.
-------------------- I am free because I know that I alone am morally responsible for everything I do." -Robert A. Heinlein My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness."-Dalai Lama ![]()
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Seedling Registered: 10/16/11 Posts: 73 Last seen: 11 years, 11 days |
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awesome tunnel! someone could be living in there haha. My creepiest was when a dear almost hit me... well... terrifying I guess not creepy.
-------------------- "If a law is unjust, a man is not only right to disobey it, he is obligated to do so." "Some of my finest hours have been spent sitting on my back veranda, smoking hemp and observing as far as my eye can see." - Thomas Jefferson
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Friend of the Medicine ![]() Registered: 06/07/04 Posts: 4,435 Loc: A Psychedelic St Last seen: 1 year, 8 months |
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Well I suppose I'll tell mine.
Turner falls is one of my favorite places nearby to go camping. It's filled with trails, natural bodies of water, and a beautiful 70 ft waterfall. In the years past I have had some interesting experiences at a certain campsite high up in the Arbuckle mountains above the falls. The experience I had at this campsite this past November really took the cake. I took three friends who had never been to the camp, not really informing them of my minor past experiences there because they were relatively insignificant up until that point. a few bipedal footsteps here, a missing pack of tortillas from a closed cooler there. Nothing crazy just weird. I mainly chose the spot because you can see the stars really well and the sunrise over the adjacent ridge and we were going to be low dosing for some enhancement of our star gazing. In the back of my mind though the possibilities of what weird shit had, and could go on was there. We built a fire and settled in for the night chatting for a while and then after a few hours ate a gram and a half each of Cubensis. Earlier in the night there was a roving band of drunk country boys singing and laughing loudly down below in the creek valley. A neighboring campsite was being drunkenly loud as well and then after about midnight things quieted down significantly. Several times the fire started to go out. I went to get wood from inside the forest and I heard movement ahead of me that sounded like a large animal possibly human. I called out and got no response. I threw fist sized rocks in its direction hitting trees, but whatever it was didn't scurry and seemed to be coming closer. I started to recall similar events like this from the past trips I had in the area, and gathered what little sticks I could to stoke the flames and hurry back. At one point the fire was really dying down at about 3-4 am to mere embers. The light it provided no longer extended more than a few feet from the circle. Our deep bemushroomed conversations were abruptly interrupted when we heard encroaching rustling in the woods. Things got so quiet save for the rustling footsteps. This time there was a bad feeling with it. I had butterflies in my stomach but in a more intuitive "bad vibe" sense than mere nervousness. Then we heard the movement go from the woods to the gravel trail that the car was parked on in front of the campsite and this made us all realize how close the encroaching visitor was. We all stood up out of our camping chairs and the persons closest to the direction of the footsteps came to my side of the fire. My friend's younger sister starting clutching my arm fiercely and this caused my hair to stand on end. I felt the need to take control of the situation so I called out in a pussified voice: "h..he.hello?" and grabbed the lantern and the hunting knife. The lantern did jack shit for visibility as it wasn't a flashlight. I could only see 6 feet around me with it and I fumbled to shut it off to see in the night better. Moving closer to the paved trail I called out again and this time I hadn't even noticed but something had been crouched behind the tree next to the car. As I shouted this "thing" ran from behind the tree and hauled ass up the paved trail and into the woods. In the moonlight I caught a glimpse of a dark brown creature maybe 4 feet tall, covered in hair that was running on two legs and not like a bear either. I did not see it's face because it was turned away fleeing. It had a trash bag in one hand that must have been half full of garbage and was rustling loudly as it dipped out of sight. It looked like a juvenile bigfoot or sasquatch creature. That's the only way I know how to describe what I saw that night. The others drilled me about it and I told them I had no Idea what it was and described it as best I could. We were stuck in one of those "no way" moments and the mood turned from fear to curiosity. We excitedly debated what we encountered until the sun rose. After doing some research I find that the area is apparently famous for it's own unique group of reported large bipedal hairy creatures. I couldn't help but laugh when I stumbled across this one tripadvisor report: "Within minutes a drunk and scary man came walking down to our site making crazy sounds, hiding in the bushes and throwing rocks at us" I guess they just like to mess with campers and eat their food/garbage I will be returning again in the future to make friends and offer some munchables to the little bigfoots.
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MountainMan Registered: 04/28/11 Posts: 3,434 Loc: USA Last seen: 6 years, 4 months |
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Last night I was at a buddy's place way up in the mountains (the photo in my sig shows the view from his roof). We were sitting on the roof smoking a blunt at around 8:30 as it started to get dark and we witnessed what is known locally as the Brown Mountain Lights. You don't have to be at the Brown Mountain overlook to see the phenomenon, but we were close to BM. A storm was coming in from one side and I believe what we saw was the rare ball lightning. A bolt of lightning struck a nearby peak and a few miles below where it struck we saw a beach ball sized object (probably five miles from us) generate out of thin air. It bounced, ducked, and turned erratically on a dime for about 2 minutes and 15 seconds before vanishing. It was super cool, but it was kinda freaky too.
-------------------- Two roads diverged in a wood, and I cut straight through the forest, and that has made all the difference.
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FaceTaker Registered: 03/11/12 Posts: 37 Loc: BFI Last seen: 1 year, 11 months |
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I saw a big bird (either an owl or eagle.. I dont remember it was when I was a kid) tear apart a cat, it was brutal. It eat off all it's limbs before digging into its stomach. fun days fun days
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It gets so real sometimes. Registered: 10/16/07 Posts: 1,249 Loc: California Last seen: 6 months, 6 days |
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Quote: easily creepiest post. -------------------- Straw in a laundry basket Outdoor grow Southern California *PICS* Cuban pf tek grow log. ziplock bag FC My Panaeolus Cinctulus finds M. Hostilis
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𝔰𝔢𝔯𝔭𝔢𝔫𝔱𝔦𝔠𝔦𝔡𝔞 Registered: 02/10/11 Posts: 1,311 Loc: Necoc Yaotl |
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Quote: Seriously... I sent this to my brother too... If anyone has seen the movie 'Ravenous"- This story makes me think of that movie for more than one reason. -------------------- To be human is to be fettered, to endure what one is, in perpetuum, no matter what the debility or perversity.
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Stranger Registered: 05/11/12 Posts: 1 Last seen: 11 years, 8 months |
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I understand this story wasn't written by you, since you implied you copied and pasted from the "link"; so I am in no way criticizing you with what I have to say. :]
This story is very well written, detailed and relate-able, seemingly traceable with all the location names; however, it clearly is a plotted "creepy" story at the most. Firstly, there's no way could that "person" sneak in the middle of a tent, and start making cuts to a dog without giving off any attentions. If you've owned a real dog, you'd know even when you try to cup your hand around its mouth to mute it, it would do its best to resist;let alone when someone's actually hurting it, I would imagine it kicking around like no tomorrow. It's not logical when the man woke up by its "slight yelp" but could not feel the dog's kicking struggles. Beside the dog probably would've been alerted and barked when something got close. ( Since in the story, the man said he called in the dog for extra heat, so I assume the dog would be lying down between the man and the woman.) Secondly, it's not a real story since the author already left trace to tell the readers that it's just a plotted story. Focus on the suspense of "what if it was the murderer licking the man's hand instead of the dog's", clearly written for shock value. And how the man thought "he never wanted to listen to his wife's snoring ever again", yet they were married and most likely shared the same bed even before and after the story. So he mostly likely wouldn't give off such a big deal over his wife's snoring; or could it possibly be the first time they ever share a close space to sleep together? I'd say, impossible. My conclusion is that the author might really had this hiking/camping trip, though the bloody part was added purely for entertainment. Now, I am not trying to piss on the party where everyone's having fun. I enjoyed reading all these pages of stories, and believed most of the "encounters" are real first hand experience. But after reading people are really buying into this story, I just couldn't help it to point out my opinions. Edited by Choporis (05/11/12 04:51 AM)
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Registered: 04/13/12 Posts: 3,300 Loc: Way Down South Last seen: 8 years, 10 months |
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Quote: Not a bad first post my friend, welcome aboard. I'm sure no one will take offense seeing as it isn't their story if I'm correct. You bring up some valid points, I always suspected that one of being bogus, still gave me the chills first time reading it though
-------------------- Beats More Beats sheekle: fuck peace love and unity sheekle: death despair and misery sheekle: is where it's at
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MountainMan Registered: 04/28/11 Posts: 3,434 Loc: USA Last seen: 6 years, 4 months |
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i've seen an adaptation of this story on TV years ago. It was some girl who was home alone for the night and the dog slept under her bed and licked her hand etc. etc. She reached down and as the dog is licking her hand she looks at her mirror and sees a dude under the bed licking her hand or whatever.
-------------------- Two roads diverged in a wood, and I cut straight through the forest, and that has made all the difference.
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It gets so real sometimes. Registered: 10/16/07 Posts: 1,249 Loc: California Last seen: 6 months, 6 days |
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Yea, I also thought of how hard it would of been killing a dog in a tent with a sleeping couple, all while not waking them. I figured he wrote that part wrong or something. You made me feel better about camping again though.
-------------------- Straw in a laundry basket Outdoor grow Southern California *PICS* Cuban pf tek grow log. ziplock bag FC My Panaeolus Cinctulus finds M. Hostilis Edited by psilocybeMAN (06/10/12 03:32 PM)
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Registered: 08/11/08 Posts: 358 Loc: PNW |
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I've had a lot of weird things happen to me in the woods. I've done a lot of camping since I was a kid and had a very adventurous group of friends in high school. Three short stories stick out in my mind and each fall under independent categories of scarey animal/thing, spiritually scarey and scarey people.
Scarey animal/thing- When I was a teenager I had many friends that lived in the mountains, not necessarily extremely rural, but the wilderness was their backyard. We decided to walk to the store that was a couple miles away in the early evening. The walk back was in complete darkness. About halfway home a few of us started to smell this horrible smell. It smelled like a mix of rotting flesh, old sweat and musty coldness. We started to talk about it and heard a rustle in the bushes that sounded like it was five to ten feet off the road. Depending on our night sight and the road we didn't bring a flashlight. The smell and the rustling followed us for almost a mile and a half. If we stopped, it stopped and when we moved it quickly followed beside us. We were totally horrified and defenseless. Bears are common in that area, but I have never had one stalk me or smell so horrid. Spiritually scarey- One of my favorite swimming holes is about a three quarter of a mile walk from a rural road. Friends and I would often go there and spend the whole day skinny dipping. This time we decided to walk out there and take a night dip. This area was a pretty hopping place when the pioneers first settled in the area. Big dances were held just down river and there was a picnic train that would take visitors down to a big pavilion. Almost all remnants of that time were gone, minus some old railroad cement supports, random fireplaces from long gone houses and other miscellaneous debris. We reached the beach and many of us stripped down ready to cool off in the river. As soon as we were waist deep the entire group went silent at the same time. This is a big deal because there was eight of us. I felt horrid. I had immediate goosebumps everywhere and my throat fell into my stomach. I looked around and noticed I wasn't the only one. Without speaking a word to each other we all left the water and went on shore. I felt this weight on my shoulders that was intimidating, like a very large man was pushing me into the ground. I explained this to my friends and many of them were feeling some sort of dark presence. We decided to leave and we all headed back to the trail. The walk back was just as terrible. All of the sudden the atmosphere was thick and full of panic. We shuffled back as quickly as we could in the dark. Then a few of us were all of the sudden rushed at by a huge dark shadow, it seemed to loom about and we saw it multiple times at different distances. Then all of the sudden one of my friends just started bolting for the road where the cars were. Once we caught up to him he said that the dark figure rushed to him with enough force to physically push him forward. Horrified, he just kept running. He was hyperventilating and obviously crying when we caught up with him. Scarey People- I guess this is more evidence of scarey people, but it still shook me pretty hard. Two years ago my boyfriend and I decided to take a new rural road home from camping at the coast. It was lined with a few official camp sites and paved until a point where it was only gravel and there were no more camp sites or outhouses. I have been much further out than this, but the area still didn't seem extremely well traveled. As we drove down the road we saw something up ahead and were trying to figure out what it was, something pink and odd. Once close enough to see, we discovered that it was a pink child's scooter with a styrofoam bear head where the handles should have been. It was pretty odd, and being as curious as we are we pulled the car over for a look. Once we got out we saw the remains of a somewhat modern camper that had been half singed. The fire looked new, like it had only happened within the last couple months. Investigating the inside of it we saw a lot of broken and burnt glassware and plastic tubing. We assumed it was a meth lab explosion or something equally as odd. We kept on having the feeling like someone was watching us, but we stayed and looked around a bit. There were all kinds of oddly organized artifacts that seemed like the work of a drug induced need to keep busy. There was a chair that had been chopped out of a log. Attached to where one would rest their arm was a bicycle bell with worn out paint on the lever. On the ground beside the seat was a pile of cigarette butts at least eight inches tall at it's peak. As I investigated it I realized that there was still a burning butt sitting right there. I showed my boyfriend and we left immediately.
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Pleiadian Revolutionary Registered: 03/31/09 Posts: 7,038 Loc: Aether Last seen: 6 years, 8 months |
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I will be returning again in the future to make friends and offer some munchables to the little bigfoots.
