Originally posted by easyperk: Nope, ghosts don't exist. At least if by "ghost" you mean the departed spirits of dead people which appear to the living. There are spirits who might take such a form, but they're not people.
Well...... I guess that settles it then. Thread over.
Posted on 6/14 10:19 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by african anteater ritual: a few years ago i stayed at a former monestary turned four star hotel called villa san michele overlooking florence italy. i was alone, but there for a wedding of some friends also staying at the hotel.
i got there the night before the wedding and took a cab into downtown to get some dinner and a couple glasses of wine. i mean it when i say i had no more than three glasses of wine and went back to the hotel. i went to bed early because the wedding was in the morning.
i tossed and turned all night until i felt someone sit on the bed around 3am. my eyes were wide as can be but i just sat there and kept telling myself that it was all in my head... that you've heard about this a thousand times and you're just sleepy. in the next minute two hands grabbed my right arm and squeezed. i let out three of the highest pitched girliest screams you can imagine. (i think i left my man card when i checked out). i didn't get out of bed, but i turned the tv on and checked the room from the bed. the only channel in english was cnn, so i saw the indiana/detroit basketball brawl probably 20 times before the breakfast opened and i felt safe getting out of my bed.
anyway, my friends thought it was better to tell everyone than to "keep it between us" and it raised a couple of eyebrows. the wedding coordinator used to work at the hotel and asked if i was staying in one of the four rooms above the front desk (out of 80 or so rooms). i was... and she explained that more than 200 years ago a friar was "excused" from the monestary for suspicion of murdering another friar in one of those four rooms.
i've tried many times to convince myself it was my mind playing tricks, but it simply something i couldn't dismiss. i really don't like sounding crazy, but it is what it is.
That's spooky.
Posted on 6/14 10:27 PM | IP: Logged
My Dad got a phone call from his dead grandfather....Very staticky and just kept saying "DAH-vid.." Which is what he called my dad. REALLY freaked my old man out. .
Posted on 6/14 2:50 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by hotlantahorn: This thread is almost into its 5th page, and not one person has mentioned Large Marge in PeeWee's Big Adventure.
Old Man River is not getting any love either. He must have retired.
Posted on 6/10 2:31 PM | IP: Logged
When my Dad was in his 30s, he took a job caretaking a large summer resort in Colorado for the winter and our family moved up there. He was working on a book at the time, and it seemed to be the perfect getaway for us.
This resort was incredible, and one of the oddest places was the old ballroom. The elevators were a little freaky, as were these two little twin girls that would sometimes appear. Anyway, Dad went nuts one night and we ran out of the house and had to get into a snow cat that an old black man drove up there to pick us up in. He said he could somehow sense that we were in trouble, but unfortunately my Dad got to him before he froze to death in a maze.
It has been tough since then, but we have moved on. I never really liked watching the Tonight Show after that until Jay Leno took over.
Posted on 6/10 2:44 PM | IP: Logged
Adolph Kunkel - I was typing my silly drivel when you posted that. Coincidence? Ghost? I am actually a little bothered now.
Posted on 6/10 2:46 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by lsampson: Has anyone had any experiences with aliens or the Chupacabra?
the Chupacabra is real. they have found several. aliens visiting earth are not. Roswell is now proven to be a weather balloon. Area 51 is a testing site with extreme technology, but nothing foreign. i know someone who has been there and it's 20 years in Leavenworth with no appeal if you even discuss it with someone not classified. you're given a polygraph weekly asking if you discussed it with anyone you shouldn't have. fail it and you are in BIG trouble. yes on #1, no, on #2.
Posted on 6/10 11:08 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
my wife told me one. there is a railroad crossing in San Antonio. if you stop your car on the tracks, after a bit something slowly moves your car forward and it's not because of an incline or the weather. it's a crossing where someone was killed when trying to pass. and it's not a one time episode. strange.
Hey TEX(AUS), I dated a girl from San Antonio in college. One weekend we went took a trip to SA and she took me to the tracks. According to the locals, a school bus full of kids got stuck on the tracks and were killed by a train. If a vehicle stops on the tracks, the car will be "pushed" off of the tracks and into the clear. When we went to the tracks, there must have been 10 other groups of people who came to experience "the push". Some people brought flour with them to sprinkle across their trunk and bumper, because apparently they can see children's hand prints on the back of their car.
The Travel Channel included The Tracks in the top ten haunted places in the US. They sent a team out there to take measurements and they said the ground is perfectly level so there is no sloping of the ground to cause your car to roll forward. Pretty interesting stuff.
Posted on 6/10 12:10 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by regger13:
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
my wife told me one. there is a railroad crossing in San Antonio. if you stop your car on the tracks, after a bit something slowly moves your car forward and it's not because of an incline or the weather. it's a crossing where someone was killed when trying to pass. and it's not a one time episode. strange.
Hey TEX(AUS), I dated a girl from San Antonio in college. One weekend we went took a trip to SA and she took me to the tracks. According to the locals, a school bus full of kids got stuck on the tracks and were killed by a train. If a vehicle stops on the tracks, the car will be "pushed" off of the tracks and into the clear. When we went to the tracks, there must have been 10 other groups of people who came to experience "the push". Some people brought flour with them to sprinkle across their trunk and bumper, because apparently they can see children's hand prints on the back of their car.
The Travel Channel included The Tracks in the top ten haunted places in the US. They sent a team out there to take measurements and they said the ground is perfectly level so there is no sloping of the ground to cause your car to roll forward. Pretty interesting stuff.
The SA "haunted" RR tracks is a myth. No such accident ever occurred in SA.
my wife told me one. there is a railroad crossing in San Antonio. if you stop your car on the tracks, after a bit something slowly moves your car forward and it's not because of an incline or the weather. it's a crossing where someone was killed when trying to pass. and it's not a one time episode. strange.
Hey TEX(AUS), I dated a girl from San Antonio in college. One weekend we went took a trip to SA and she took me to the tracks. According to the locals, a school bus full of kids got stuck on the tracks and were killed by a train. If a vehicle stops on the tracks, the car will be "pushed" off of the tracks and into the clear. When we went to the tracks, there must have been 10 other groups of people who came to experience "the push". Some people brought flour with them to sprinkle across their trunk and bumper, because apparently they can see children's hand prints on the back of their car.
The Travel Channel included The Tracks in the top ten haunted places in the US. They sent a team out there to take measurements and they said the ground is perfectly level so there is no sloping of the ground to cause your car to roll forward. Pretty interesting stuff.
The SA "haunted" RR tracks is a myth. No such accident ever occurred in SA.
I grew up in Burleson and we have a story about tracks like that in a nearby ghost town called Mary's Town. I've head dozens others too. Must be a lot of school buses getting hit by trains. Or they're mostly BS.
Posted on 6/11 1:17 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by boomer2320:
Originally posted by Hbacker:
Originally posted by regger13:
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
my wife told me one. there is a railroad crossing in San Antonio. if you stop your car on the tracks, after a bit something slowly moves your car forward and it's not because of an incline or the weather. it's a crossing where someone was killed when trying to pass. and it's not a one time episode. strange.
Hey TEX(AUS), I dated a girl from San Antonio in college. One weekend we went took a trip to SA and she took me to the tracks. According to the locals, a school bus full of kids got stuck on the tracks and were killed by a train. If a vehicle stops on the tracks, the car will be "pushed" off of the tracks and into the clear. When we went to the tracks, there must have been 10 other groups of people who came to experience "the push". Some people brought flour with them to sprinkle across their trunk and bumper, because apparently they can see children's hand prints on the back of their car.
The Travel Channel included The Tracks in the top ten haunted places in the US. They sent a team out there to take measurements and they said the ground is perfectly level so there is no sloping of the ground to cause your car to roll forward. Pretty interesting stuff.
The SA "haunted" RR tracks is a myth. No such accident ever occurred in SA.
It is a myth (check snopes if you dont believe it), but I have a story about it anyways.
One night while I was at Texas State (no affliction shirt) we took a midnight trip out there and tested the story, which actually turned into an extremely weird encounter night.
3 vehicles went out there: My truck, my roommate's truck and our friend Ross' truck. There were about 12 of us out there and we take turns stopping on the tracks. We put flour on the back to look for hand prints and everything.
Ok, here's a description of the area: There's maybe 200yrds of street before the tracks. After the tracks, there's about 30 feet of road and then the road turns 90 degrees to the right. From there the road parallels the tracks for a long way.
That night, after a few attempts and no success we decide to give up but someone wants to try one more time. My truck and my roommate's are parked at the top of the hill (no the street is not flat) and we take Ross' truck to the tracks. While we're dusting his tailgate with flour a small car comes roaring down the road paralleling the tracks with no lights on. The car slams on its brakes sliding sideways and stopping just before the 90 degree turn and just sits there.
By the time this car comes to a stop, Ross has already jumped back in the drivers seat, the cab was filled and the remaining people have jumped in the bed of the truck...everyone except for me.
Terrified, he throws it in reverse and peels out backwards getting away from the axe murderer that has to be driving this car leaving me in the middle of the road at 2am and 200 yards away from my truck.
This all happened within about 10 seconds so my thought processes were somewhat handicapped. I'd decided that I was already doing something stupid (testing a ghost story) so I might as well meet the newcomers and started walking toward their car. They turned their headlights on and drove up to me.
The initial sight of the occupants of this car was somewhat disconcerting. All Mexicans, there were 2 males who couldn't have been more than 14, a Mexican girl who never spoke but looked like she was 20 something and a baby in a car seat. The two boys were in the front and were still smoking weed when they pulled up to me. They rolled the window down and asked if they'd scared us and then said that they were just trying to see how fast they could go without headlights down that road when the turn came up faster than they expected.
At this point, the absurdity of the situation was starting to sink in and I just started laughing, I didn't know what else to do.
I guess he was satisfied with my reaction because he just rolled up the window, turned around, switched the headlights off and took off down the street again with out another word...
...second strangest night of my life.
Posted on 6/14 3:34 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by skeane24: His house is supposedly on an old Indian burial ground. I am still friends with the guys and we still talk about the story from time to time but it gives us chills.
Most houses in ghost stories/movies are built on said indian burial grounds.
Posted on 6/10 5:36 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by PaulKemp: I just moved into a place built in the 1910's because of its location. Since arriving, I have been waking up hourly throughout the night due to night terrors and heavy sweating. I often feel like a ghost is present in the room during these disturbances. Multiple neighbors have relayed stories about this area being extremely haunted.
Curious, I combed the internet seeking stories from people experiencing situations more in tune with my own. Apparently, my symptoms are not those of having contact with the other side, but instead, AIDS.
This post was edited on 6/10 4:12 AM by PaulKemp
AIDS is really hilarious.
sorry, but that was tasteless.
Posted on 6/11 1:55 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
Originally posted by PaulKemp: I just moved into a place built in the 1910's because of its location. Since arriving, I have been waking up hourly throughout the night due to night terrors and heavy sweating. I often feel like a ghost is present in the room during these disturbances. Multiple neighbors have relayed stories about this area being extremely haunted.
Curious, I combed the internet seeking stories from people experiencing situations more in tune with my own. Apparently, my symptoms are not those of having contact with the other side, but instead, AIDS.
This post was edited on 6/10 4:12 AM by PaulKemp
AIDS is really hilarious.
sorry, but that was tasteless.
Posted on 6/12 3:22 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by sldl:
Originally posted by cuevas55: i know the hispanics/mexicans know what im talking about La llorona, and the lechusa.. anyone have anything on that??
I have some mexican friends and I wish I didnt know about lachusa.
My grandmother claims that La Lechuza came after when she was young. She claims that it has a very creepy whistle. If you mock it it will come after you. She said her and her cousins heard it one night and one them whistled back and it came after them scratching the windows all night long.
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Originally posted by sldl: I know this sounds a little crazy but it happend. Back when I was in 8th grade a group of us (7-8) we walking back from the basball field on night and we kept giving a couple of our mexican friends hell about it. One of my firends went as far as to start whistling mocking it. Well being the young punks we were on of my friends through a rock and busted out a window in some business and we ran up on of the water tower hills here in Graham to avoid getting caught. Well once we came to a stop about midway up I remember seeing these green eyes and this huff/coughing noise over to the left I remember we all started praying and held hands until we got down to the bottom of the hill into the lights by southern bleachers.
I know this sounds really crazy and 90% of the people on here probably will not believe it but I know what happend. I remember hearing scratching on my window that night and slept in the front room for about two weeks after.
On another occasion we were outside one of my friends house 1-2 AM (he was hispanic and from mexico) and we were all talking about religion. All of a sudden we seen this bird on top of his house with those same green eyes making that same noise. We went inside and woke up his mom and she lit some candles and started praying.
I havent experienced anything else regarding this witch/devil bird but know enough to not want anything else to do with it.
This barely makes any sense.
Posted on 6/11 10:05 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by jamzan2:
Originally posted by Hookah Horns:
Originally posted by sldl: I know this sounds a little crazy but it happend. Back when I was in 8th grade a group of us (7-8) we walking back from the basball field on night and we kept giving a couple of our mexican friends hell about it. One of my firends went as far as to start whistling mocking it. Well being the young punks we were on of my friends through a rock and busted out a window in some business and we ran up on of the water tower hills here in Graham to avoid getting caught. Well once we came to a stop about midway up I remember seeing these green eyes and this huff/coughing noise over to the left I remember we all started praying and held hands until we got down to the bottom of the hill into the lights by southern bleachers.
I know this sounds really crazy and 90% of the people on here probably will not believe it but I know what happend. I remember hearing scratching on my window that night and slept in the front room for about two weeks after.
On another occasion we were outside one of my friends house 1-2 AM (he was hispanic and from mexico) and we were all talking about religion. All of a sudden we seen this bird on top of his house with those same green eyes making that same noise. We went inside and woke up his mom and she lit some candles and started praying.
I havent experienced anything else regarding this witch/devil bird but know enough to not want anything else to do with it.
Ah, so green eyed birds like screwing with Mexicans...
I don't know why, but that made me laugh..
It mad me laugh to when I read it
Posted on 6/11 6:07 PM | IP: Logged
I was answering his question....but pretty much yeah
Posted on 6/11 8:49 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by flynavy22: I will share my most recent ghost experience with you. It was about 8 years ago and I had gone through a divorce and was dating a girl that my grandmother most assuredly would not like and one evening I found that out for sure. My grandmothers house was empty, but the barn that I kept my boat in was on the same property. After putting the boat away, she asked me if there was a bathroom in the barn, but the only one was in the house. Since the house was empty, I told her to follow me to the house. This was in the early afternoon and we had not been drinking. She followed me into the house and was about three paces behind me, and after about ten steps in I stopped. I felt an overwhelming presence that I KNEW was my grandmother and that she did not want that girl in HER house. I slowly turned back to see her face was white as snow and hear her say, "we need to get out of here RIGHT NOW." .
This gets my vote for the combo of believability and spookiness.
fly, did you ever ask the girl what exactly she saw/felt? I imagine you did.
Posted on 6/12 4:12 AM | IP: Logged
Not a big believer but I will say this.....go visit that place where the French woman tortured slaves in New Orleans and you will get the strangest feeling that you have ever had on your life.
Posted on 6/12 5:37 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by Willow01: Not a big believer but I will say this.....go visit that place where the French woman tortured slaves in New Orleans and you will get the strangest feeling that you have ever had on your life.
what place you talking about willow??
Posted on 6/14 1:46 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by cuevas55:
Originally posted by Willow01: Not a big believer but I will say this.....go visit that place where the French woman tortured slaves in New Orleans and you will get the strangest feeling that you have ever had on your life.
what place you talking about willow??
The LaLaurie House on Royal street. Place is wicked.
Just wicked.
The haunted history of the LaLaurie Mansion in New Orleans is perhaps one of the best known stories of haunted houses in the city. It tragically recounts the brutal excess of slavery in a horrifying and gruesome manner because for more than 150 years, and through several generations, the Lalaurie house has been considered the most haunted location in the French Quarter. Let’s just say this story is not for the faint of heart.... and not for the weak of stomach either.
The origin of the ghostly tale dates back to 1832 when Dr. Louis Lalaurie and his wife, Delphine, moved into their Creole mansion in the French Quarter. They became renowned for their social affairs and were respected for their wealth and prominence. Madame Lalaurie became known as the most influential French-Creole woman in the city, handling the family’s business affairs and carrying herself with great style. Her daughters were among the finest dressed girls in New Orleans. For those lucky enough to attend social functions at 1140 Royal Street, they were amazed by what they found there. The three-story mansion, although rather plain on the exterior, was graced with delicate iron work but the interior was lavish by anyone’s standards. The house had been made for grand events and occasions. Mahogany doors that were hand-carved with flowers and human faces opened into a bright parlors, illuminated by the glow of hundreds of candles in gigantic chandeliers. Guests dined from European china and danced and rested on Oriental fabrics which had been imported at great expense. Madame Lalaurie was considered one of the most intelligent and beautiful women in the city. Those who received her attentions at the wonderful gatherings could not stop talking about her. Guests in her home were pampered as their hostess bustled about the house, seeing to their every need. But this was the side of Madame Lalaurie the friends and admirers were allowed to see. There was another side. Beneath the delicate and refined exterior was a cruel, cold-blooded and possibly insane woman that some only suspected.... but others knew as fact.
The finery of the Lalaurie house was attended to by dozens of slaves and Madame Lalaurie was brutally cruel to them. She kept her cook chained to the fireplace in the kitchen where the sumptuous dinners were prepared and many of the others were treated much worse. We have to remember that, in those days, the slaves were not even regarded as being human. They were simply property and many slave owners thought of them as being lower than animals. Of course, this does not excuse the treatment of the slaves, or the institution of slavery itself, but merely serves as a reminder of just how insane Madame Lalaurie may have been.... because her mistreatment of the slaves went far beyond cruelty. It was the neighbors on Royal Street who first began to suspect something was not quite right in the Lalaurie house. There were whispered conversations about how the Lalaurie slaves seemed to come and go quite often. Parlor maids would be replaced with no explanation or the stable boy was suddenly just disappear... never to be seen again. Then, one day a neighbor was climbing her own stairs when she heard a scream and saw Madame Lalaurie chasing a little girl, the Madame’s personal servant, with a whip. She pursued the girl onto the roof of the house, where the child jumped to her death. The neighbor later saw the small slave girl buried in a shallow grave beneath the cypress trees in the yard. A law that prohibited the cruel treatment of slaves was in effect in New Orleans and the authorities who investigated the neighbor’s claims impounded the Lalaurie slaves and sold them at auction. Unfortunately for them, Madame Lalaurie coaxed some relatives into buying them and then selling them back to her in secret.
The stories continued about the mistreatment of the Lalaurie slaves and uneasy whispering spread among her former friends. A few party invitations were declined, dinner invitations were ignored and the family was soon politely avoided by other members of the Creole society. Finally, in April of 1834, all of the doubts about Madame Lalaurie were realized.....
A terrible fire broke out in the Lalaurie kitchen. Legend has it that it was set by the cook, who could endure no more of the Madame’s tortures. Regardless of how it started, the fire swept through the house. After the blaze was put out, the fire fighters discovered a horrible sight behind a secret, barred door in the attic. They found more than a dozen slaves here, chained to the wall in a horrible state. They were both male and female.... some were strapped to makeshift operating tables... some were confined in cages made for dogs.... human body parts were scattered around and heads and human organs were placed haphazardly in buckets.... grisly souvenirs were stacked on shelves and next to them a collection of whips and paddles. It was more horrible that anything created in man’s imagination.
According to the newspaper, the New Orleans Bee, all of the victims were naked and the ones not on tables were chained to the wall. Some of the women had their stomachs sliced open and their insides wrapped about their waists. One woman had her mouth stuffed with animal excrement and then her lips were sewn shut. The men were in even more horrible states. Fingernails had been ripped off, eyes poked out, and private parts sliced away. One man hung in shackles with a stick protruding from a hole that had been drilled in the top of his head. It had been used to “stir” his brains. The tortures had been administered so as to not bring quick death. Mouths had been pinned shut and hands had been sewn to various parts of the body. Regardless, many of them had been dead for quite some time. Others were unconscious and some cried in pain, begging to be killed and put out of their misery. The fire fighters fled the scene in disgust and doctors were summoned from a nearby hospital. It is uncertain just how many slaves were found in Madame Lalaurie’s “torture chamber” but most of them were dead. There were a few who still clung to life.... like a woman whose arms and legs had been removed and another who had been forced into a tiny cage with all of her limbs broken than set again at odd angles. Needless to say, the horrifying reports from the Lalaurie house were the most hideous things to ever occur in the city and word soon spread about the atrocities. It was believed that Madame Lalaurie alone was responsible for the horror and that her husband turned a blind, but knowing, eye to her activities.
Passionate words swept through New Orleans and a mob gathered outside the house, calling for vengeance and carrying hanging ropes. Suddenly, a carriage roared out of the gates and into the milling crowd. It soon disappeared out of sight.
Madame Lalaurie and her family were never seen again. Rumors circulated as to what became of them.... some said they ran away to France and others claimed they lived in the forest along the north shore of Lake Ponchatrain. Still other rumors claimed the family vanished into one of the small towns near New Orleans, where friends and relatives sheltered them from harm. Could this be true? And if so, could the terrible actions of Madame LaLaurie have "infected" another house in addition to the mansion in the French Quarter?
Whatever became of the Lalaurie family, there is no record that any legal action was ever taken against her and no mention that she was ever seen in New Orleans, or her fine home, again. Of course, the same thing cannot be said for her victims.....
The stories of ghosts and a haunting at 1140 Royal Street began almost as soon as the Lalaurie carriage fled the house in the darkness. After the mutilated slaves were removed from the house, it was sacked and vandalized by the mob. After a brief occupancy, the house remained vacant for many years after, falling into a state of ruin and decay. Many people claimed to hear screams of agony coming from the empty house at night and saw the apparitions of slaves walking about on the balconies and in the yards. Some stories even claimed that vagrants who had gone into the house seeking shelter were never heard from again. The house had been placed on the market in 1837 and was purchased by a man who only kept it for three months. He was plagued by strange noises, cries and groans in the night and soon abandoned the place. He tried leasing the rooms for a short time, but the tenants only stayed for a few days at most. Finally, he gave up and the house was abandoned.
Following the Civil War, Reconstruction turned the empty Lalaurie mansion into an integrated high school for “girls of the Lower District” but in 1874, the White League forced the black children to leave the school. A short time later though, a segregationist school board changed things completely and made the school for black children only. This lasted for one year. In 1882, the mansion once again became a center for New Orleans society when an English teacher turned it into a “conservatory of music and a fashionable dancing school”. All went well for some time as the teacher was well-known and attracted students from the finest of the local families.... but then things came to a terrible conclusion. A local newspaper apparently printed an accusation against the teacher, claiming some improprieties with female students, just before a grand social event was to take place at the school. Students and guests shunned the place and the school closed the following day.
A few years later, more strange events plagued the house and it became the center for rumors regarding the death of Jules Vignie, the eccentric member of a wealthy New Orleans family. Vignie lived secretly in the house from the later 1880’s until his death in 1892. He was found dead on a tattered cot in the mansion, apparently living in filth, while hidden away in the surrounding rooms was a collection of antiques and treasure. A bag containing several hundred dollars was found near his body and another search found several thousand dollars hidden in his mattress. For some time after, rumors of a lost treasure circulated about the mansion.... but few dared to go in search of it.
The house was abandoned again until the late 1890’s. In this time of great immigration to America, many Italians came to live in New Orleans. Landlords quickly bought up old and abandoned buildings to convert into cheap housing for this new wave of renters. The Lalaurie mansion became just such a house.... and for many of the tenants even the low rent was not enough to keep them there. During the time when the mansion was an apartment house, a number of strange events were recorded. Among them was an encounter between a occupant and a naked black man in chains who attacked him. The black man abruptly vanished. Others claimed to have animals butchered in the house; children were attacked by a phantom with a whip; strange figures appeared wrapped in shrouds; a young mother was terrified to find a woman in elegant evening clothes bending over her sleeping infant; and of course, the ever-present sounds of screams, groans and cries that would reverberate through the house at night. It was never easy to keep tenants in the house and finally, after word spread of the strange goings-on there, the mansion was deserted once again.
The house would later become a bar and then a furniture store. The saloon, taking advantage of the building’s ghastly history was called the “Haunted Saloon”. The owner knew many of the building’s ghost stories and kept a record of the strange things experienced by patrons. The furniture store did not fare as well in the former Lalaurie house. The owner first suspected vandals when all of his merchandise was found ruined on several occasions, covered in some sort of dark, stinking liquid. He finally waited one night with a shotgun, hoping the vandals would return. When dawn came, the furniture was all ruined again even though no one, human anyway, had entered the building. The owner closed the place down.
Today, the house has been renovated and restored and serves as luxury apartments for those who can afford them. Apparently, tenants are a little easier to keep today than they were one hundred years ago.
Is the Lalaurie house still haunted? I really don’t know for sure, but one has to wonder if the spirits born from this type of tragedy can ever really rest? A few years ago, the owners of the house were in the midst of remodeling when they found a hasty graveyard hidden in the back of the house beneath the wooden floor. The skeletal remains had been dumped unceremoniously into the ground and when officials investigated, they found the remains to be of fairly recent origins. They believed that it was Madame Lalaurie’s own private graveyard. She had removed sections of the floor in the house and had hastily buried them to avoid being seen and detected. The discovery of the remains answered one question and unfortunately created another. The mystery of why some of the Lalaurie slaves seemed to just simply disappear was solved at last..... but it does make you wonder just how many victims Madame Lalaurie may have claimed?
And how many of them may still be lingering behind in our world?
Posted on 6/14 2:48 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by = Ice Man =:
Originally posted by ardamir: My current roommate does not believe in God or the supernatural. He loves to talk about how messed up the bible is and how the supernatural is purely sensation.
I'm going to go out on a limb and guess your roommate has never read the entire Bible, spent a large percentage of time researching the Bible, has never read the 53 historical records (in & out of the church) that document Jesus' existence and works, and doesn't read, write or speak ancient Greek, Aramaic, or Hebrew. Like most people, believers & non-believers, he's probably just regurgitating what he's been told. I felt similarly until I decided to stop basing my "potential" eternity on the commentary of other people and instead set off to research the existence or non-existence of God. Eight years later, I'm beyond convinced. No doubt in my mind....he exists.
Word.
Posted on 6/9 10:14 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by jloop808:
Originally posted by = Ice Man =:
Originally posted by ardamir: My current roommate does not believe in God or the supernatural. He loves to talk about how messed up the bible is and how the supernatural is purely sensation.
I'm going to go out on a limb and guess your roommate has never read the entire Bible, spent a large percentage of time researching the Bible, has never read the 53 historical records (in & out of the church) that document Jesus' existence and works, and doesn't read, write or speak ancient Greek, Aramaic, or Hebrew. Like most people, believers & non-believers, he's probably just regurgitating what he's been told. I felt similarly until I decided to stop basing my "potential" eternity on the commentary of other people and instead set off to research the existence or non-existence of God. Eight years later, I'm beyond convinced. No doubt in my mind....he exists.
Word.
The Word.
Posted on 6/9 10:29 PM | IP: Logged
Has anyone ever watched Ghost Busters / T.A.P.S?
According to the TAPS guys, there are three different types of ghostly encounters:
1. The DVD/movie of some past occurrence that plays itself over and over. This apparition has no awareness of the living and can do you no harm. It is simply some past happening that is repeating itself for some reason. Examples are footsteps down the same stairs over and over, someone appearing in a hallway, a cry or moan that won't stop.
2. The Benevolent Ghost. This is a personality that is aware of the living and wants to interact but does so in light hearted, harmless, yet sometimes mischievous ways. Examples are missing items, closing doors, lights turning on and off for no reason, a young boy giving you a $5 bill and then disappearing. These ghosts do no harm and many people live with them with no problems. Benevolent Ghosts don't seem to mind the company of the living and almost enjoy the interactions.
3. The Malevolent Ghost. This is the one we are all afraid to encounter. They seem to want to be left alone and will go to almost any extreem to get us to leave their presence. Examples are jumping on your bed like a cat and smothering you, pushing you down the stairs, really messing with your mind and body. These are the ones people go running out of the house from in the middle of the night. These are the ones we consider to be evil.
The vast majority of TAPS encounters fall into the first two categories. However some folks say they have experienced encounters with the third type as well.
Ghosts are thought to have once been living people that have past away and are not to be confused with other spiritual beings like angels and demons.
Posted on 6/9 3:10 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by LongToothHorn: Has anyone ever watched Ghost Busters / T.A.P.S?
According to the TAPS guys, there are three different types of ghostly encounters:
1. The DVD/movie of some past occurrence that plays itself over and over. This apparition has no awareness of the living and can do you no harm. It is simply some past happening that is repeating itself for some reason. Examples are footsteps down the same stairs over and over, someone appearing in a hallway, a cry or moan that won't stop.
2. The Benevolent Ghost. This is a personality that is aware of the living and wants to interact but does so in light hearted, harmless, yet sometimes mischievous ways. Examples are missing items, closing doors, lights turning on and off for no reason, a young boy giving you a $5 bill and then disappearing. These ghosts do no harm and many people live with them with no problems. Benevolent Ghosts don't seem to mind the company of the living and almost enjoy the interactions.
3. The Malevolent Ghost. This is the one we are all afraid to encounter. They seem to want to be left alone and will go to almost any extreem to get us to leave their presence. Examples are jumping on your bed like a cat and smothering you, pushing you down the stairs, really messing with your mind and body. These are the ones people go running out of the house from in the middle of the night. These are the ones we consider to be evil.
The vast majority of TAPS encounters fall into the first two categories. However some folks say they have experienced encounters with the third type as well.
Ghosts are thought to have once been living people that have past away and are not to be confused with other spiritual beings like angels and demons.
You have to really watch out for those Close Encounters of the Third Kind.
Posted on 6/11 2:50 PM | IP: Logged
This isn't a biggie, but it scared me nonetheless.
A couple of years ago, my husband was out of town, so I let my almost three year old at the time, sleep in my room with me. As we were laying there talking, lights out, he started saying, "Mom, who's that lady?" I was a bit freaked, and said, "What lady!?" He said, "That lady above us in the pretty white dress?" I freaked out, ran to the light switch, turned on every light in the house, and slept that way all night long. I have no clue if he saw something or was making it up, but about a week later, my son was with his cousin, who is 10 (I didn't tell him the story because he was 10, and why scare a little kid). They were driving along in their van, and my son turned to him and said, "The lady in the pretty white dress is by you and she is smiling." He freaked out and started screaming for his mom.
Who knows, maybe he saw something, maybe it was his imagination, but that's the last I heard about "the lady in the pretty white dress," thank goodness.
Posted on 6/11 4:50 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by hooked76: This isn't a biggie, but it scared me nonetheless.
A couple of years ago, my husband was out of town, so I let my almost three year old at the time, sleep in my room with me. As we were laying there talking, lights out, he started saying, "Mom, who's that lady?" I was a bit freaked, and said, "What lady!?" He said, "That lady above us in the pretty white dress?" I freaked out, ran to the light switch, turned on every light in the house, and slept that way all night long. I have no clue if he saw something or was making it up, but about a week later, my son was with his cousin, who is 10 (I didn't tell him the story because he was 10, and why scare a little kid). They were driving along in their van, and my son turned to him and said, "The lady in the pretty white dress is by you and she is smiling." He freaked out and started screaming for his mom.
Who knows, maybe he saw something, maybe it was his imagination, but that's the last I heard about "the lady in the pretty white dress," thank goodness.
Oh sh*t! That would have freaked me out too! I often wondered, when my sons were infants -> toddler age, when they'd look away and smile, if they were looking at something else..I used to think maybe it was Angels. I dunno.
Posted on 6/11 6:03 PM | IP: Logged
Some observations...
When I was 2, my family moved from Houston (Alief) to south Fort Worth. It was 1982 and the house we moved into had been built in 1978. Fairly new, only lived in by one family before us. It had four bedrooms. The master is off by itself and the other three are clustered with a bathroom at the end of a hallway originating in the living room.
My earliest memories of my life involve waking up in my bed in sheer terror screaming "I don't want to die." I was between 2 and 3 when this started. And having studied psychology, toddlers don't typically have a firm grasp on the concept of death. I was very conscious of it and feared it...at the age of 3. I never had a good feeling about the three bedrooms at the end of the hallway and constantly slept in my parents room which proved to not be immune to strange stuff but at least I was next to them, or over at grandparents' houses.
I had many terrifying dreams during the time we lived there and would often wake up to strange images fading into the dark.
In 1986 we moved to Burleson to a house my parents designed and have never had any significant experiences. But I kept my experiences with me and have always been pretty skittish about being alone and being in the dark at all.
Flash forward to 2003. My dad had retained ownership of the house, leasing it out to different people over the years. Around October, the house became available again. I, having just graduated college, figured it was a great opportunity. I negotiated a sales price with my dad and started the process of buying the house, despite still being leery of the back three bedrooms.
The family that had been living there had apparently been religious zealots, giving most of their money to some weird ministry and posting Bible verses all over the house, some in very strange places like the inside of a sliding closet door or the inside of the pantry door. Strange stuff. I took most of the verses down, left a few up to show friends.
Anyway, I start to move stuff in and immediately things are strange. I wake up on morning one my couch (hadn't moved the bed in yet). The living room was ice cold, but it was October and the room had two giant sets of french doors which let a lot of temperature inside. However, I was facing the couch back and couldn't see my surroundings. But, I could hear. Footsteps and whispers.
I thought that someone had opened one of the big sets of doors (the locks were kind of faulty and I hadn't replaced them yet) and was stealing my stuff. I decided to lay perfectly still as rising might spook the people and end up violent. After a few minutes the whispering and footsteps died down. I finally turned to look at the door. It was closed. I checked it. Locked. And suddenly I noticed that is was significantly warmer in the room.
As I got situated in the house I used the back three bedrooms for storage primarily but did throw a futon bunk bed in one room for overnight visitors. And of note, is was always noticeably colder in that area of the house.
Over time, I would have friends over. At first, they would stay in the spare bedroom. But eventually people were making beds out of my two living room chairs, sleeping on my Love Sac, couch, floor, anything to not sleep in the bedroom. Specifically, there were reports of tapping on the window in the room, whispers and footsteps.
Eventually I adopted a dog, a little Boston Terrier. He's wild and often goes on a rampage through the house just running as fast as he can everywhere in every room. Except he wouldn't go down the hallway, ever. There would be times I would even call him down there when I had to go in for whatever reason and he would just stand at the entrance and stare at me.
Finally, having gone to a Christian college, I was friends with many people who claimed to be spiritually in tune and more than once I was told there was something not right, all the way up to being told that my house was ground zero of a spiritual warzone and that there were demons and angels all around us (in the living room) waging battle. Not sure how much I bought into that one but these observations from people often came unsolicited as I didn't talk about the weird things because I didn't want to provoke anything.
Eventually I moved out and went back to school. My friend and his family live there now. I've never asked about anything weird happening.
I have another experience from college that the whole sleep paralysis thing may explain.
Regardless, I do believe I've always been a little more in tune with all that stuff and can often sense/feel the mood/demeanor of a room.
FWIW. Fun thread.
Posted on 6/9 3:47 PM | IP: Logged
OK, I'll contribute something that has something to do with UT and ghosts. I had a teacher in High School that became a great friend, confidant, & mentor to me- too bad we don't have more teachers like that today! Anyway, Jay was a UT Grad from around '67-'68 time frame and he knew I was obsessed with going to UT and helped mentor me while I was trying to get into UT. I used to ask him about Austin, going to UT, what was it like during the '60's, yada, yada, yada.
So anyway, one day my friend is telling me one day about when he and his room mate were moving into this duplex of campus in Austin. All of the neighbors were just staring at them as they were moving their furniture from the U-Haul into the duplex. Not a single person spoke to them or even smiled at them- the neighbors just looked at these guys as if they were "ghouls" or "were nuts" or something.
Well, they get moved into the place and right from the start stuff starts happening. The typical stuff of initally keys getting misplaced and then found where that had been searched before where folks thought they left their keys. TV's coming on. Stereos coming on in the middle of the night with the volume at full blast.
As time grew on, glasses would begin to move on the tables. Then heavy College books began to move on the shelves. Well, that escalated to glasses floating, books floating, and then being heaved across the room,
As time continued, finally the neighbors warmed-up to my buddy and his room mate. One of the neighbors asked, "just out of curiosity, does anything weird ever happen in that place?" My buddy replies, "Well, funny you ask- YES, but why do you ask?"
The neighbor replies, "Because that is where Charles Whitman lived when he shot all of those people on the Tower."
Posted on 6/9 2:03 PM | IP: Logged
When I was in HS, an incredibly strange, months long experience happened to some close family friends. The wife worked for my parents and had for darn near 20 years. Her husband was a minister and she was as straight laced as you can get. Very nice lady, but prim and proper like all get out. They had a daughter a year older than me and another who was a year younger than my sister. So, we were all friends and went to school together.
Well, they decided to move closer to town and sold the house they'd had way out on the boonies. The couple they bought from were very eager to sell their house and Marla & Ricky got an insane deal. Big house, lots of land, close to town. Well, as soon as they moved in, weird things began to happen. Marla loved perfume and had quite the perfume collection. She had a shelf in her bathroom where she kept all her perfumes. Well, she'd walk in the bathroom and the bottles would all be lying face down in a perfect row. She'd set them back up, thinking the girls were being "cute", then come back to the bathroom later and they'd be face down again. When it happened the first time that she was home alone, she started to get freaked out.
Then, they started having electronics that would turn on and off. The tv, the stereo, kitchen appliances..... Channels would change on the tv while they were watching it w/o anyone holding the remote. Things would go missing then show up right where they were supposed to be. Lights would turn on and off w/o explanation. The breaking point happened one night after they'd been in the house 3 or 4 months. The girls had grown increasingly frightened and had begun to sleep together in the same bed. In the eldest's room, her light was from a ceiling fan hanging directly over her bed. The only way to turn it on was by a pull string. The girls went to bed around 10 pm that night (along w/ their parents). They laid there chatting for a while. After they stopped talking, they started to fall asleep. Then all of a sudden, their light "clicked" on. They opened their eyes and the cord to the light was swinging back & forth. They started screaming wildly and ran into their parents' room. Freaked out and fed up, they hurridly packed their things and left to stay w/ friends.
The next day Ricky told his buddies that they'd had enough and were moving out, that the place was haunted. His buddies had heard the stories over the preceeding months, but thought it was all coincidence. Well, they ribbed him pretty good and said they'd stay out at the house over the weekend and would figure out what's going on. Needless to say, none of them believed it was ghost related.
Well, that weekend, Ricky and 4 or 5 of his buddies camped out at the house. The plan was pack up stuff, spend the night, then move everything out of the house the next day. That night, the same stuff started happening. A tv came on w/o explanation. Lights clicked on and off for no reason. A couple of the guys got pretty spooked and left, deciding not to spend the night. The 3 that remained helped pack then went to bed. During the night several things happened, but I honestly can't remember what they were. The next morning, they discovered something strange. During the course of their clean up the prior day, a broom had been broken in half and had been thrown in the trash. The next morning, the broom had been put back together and was propped up against the wall. Everyone freaked out and the entire house emptied out.....all the stuff left behind. I don't remember how or when they got the house emptied, but I know there were a bunch of ol' burly hunter dudes that were running around town scared out of their minds at what they'd witnessed out there at their house. They lost a ton of money on the sale of the house and the purchase of another, so I know they weren't making it up for show. Very weird stuff!
Posted on 6/9 11:34 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by jamzan2: I'll elaborate a little bit more about my wife's story although she could tell it better than I could. My wife moved to Austin from Atlanta, GA 20yrs ago to be closer with her mother's family, whom live here in Texas...they're spread out from Waco,Austin, San Antonio, Pearsall and inbetween thru Del Rio. Having been brought up to be a 'strong woman', she's very opinionated and very willful. I'll leave it at that. She was also brought up in the Catholic faith. Now, some things happened in her life from childhood thru college that really damaged her faith in God..she was angry for a long time. When she and I met, I wasn't into going to Church all the time although I'd drop in somewhere from time to time..if only to appease my mother when she'd ask, "Are you going to Church?".. Anyway, she was very angry and despised God and was not afraid to let anyone know it. Her accounting of events prior to the 'THING', was that strange people were always asking her "Where to do go to Church?" or "Who's your pastor?" stuff like that.. Being in her mindset, you can imagine what might have come out of mouth as these people.. So, she's staying with her Great Aunt Eunice before she gets her own place... Her accounting as I remember her telling me: After a long week of running into people asking her about God and Church and such, she goes to sleep one evening. She remembers the house getting really quiet and cold and she hears creaking in her room as if someone had just stood there.. She remembers feeling this 'evil' presence...she described it as evil, hatred, mocking, laughing presence... she heard it growl and purr at her. She couldn't see it directly, but it was just a black presence.. the way it jumped on her bed reminded her of her cat.. She said she tried to sit up to get out of the room, but it slammed her back on the bed with it's front feet/paws and then sat or pressed on her. She said it kept purring at her as it pressed on her chest..she couldn't breathe and she couldn't move..she said it felt like it trying to press it's face over hers..she could feels it's breathe and smell it.. So, she did the only thing she could..she cried out in Jesus' name and just kept at it in her mind until she could catch her breathe enough to yell it out loud.. Eventually the pressure eased and the presence went away, but not like it fled at the mere mention of his name, more like, "Get your sh*t together or else I'll be back." That's how she took it..as a warning to her to going down the path that she was on.. I get the chills everytime I think about it.
not that im mocking your story or dont believe you because i totally do... but why would a demon/devil try to scare her into believing in jesus wouldnt it please the being that she doesnt like/believe in god/jesus?
Posted on 6/23 3:42 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TheHangover: Now I know why arguing with anyone on OB if futile. Ghosts? You should seriously stab yourself in the face with a screwdriver if you believe in ghosts.
In reality, the only people that need to follow your suggestion are those that are so close-minded and egotistical that they assume that that which they have never personally seen/experienced just can't be.
To quote one of my favorite film lines of all time: "Most people will never know anything beyond what they can see with their own two eyes."
Posted on 6/9 5:46 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by tysonsmalek: In 1994 my family lost a wonderful little boy to leukemia (my cousin). My Aunt and Uncle ended up having more children and one of them saw Colton and talked to him all the time. This kid was too young to know how to or to even want to make up these conversations. Kind of creepy.
I know lots of people who claim to have either had a ghost in their home or have seen one. I'm sure they're out there and I don't even want to see one. When I walk out of dark rooms I always give a little extra spring in my step to get out and shut the door because I'm always convinced there is someone in there looking at me.
lol me too. When I'm locking up at night, I definitely get out quick.
Posted on 6/9 10:10 AM | IP: Logged
Ghost? No.
Demons? I know for a fact Bob Stoops is one.
Posted on 6/9 10:14 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by babyshoe: I worked on that airfield for the last 3 years. I've visited that site quite a few times. It's spooky. Are you sure the green you saw wasn't the Aurora Borealis?
No, I'm certain it was something else. This was most definitely near the ground, perhaps four to six feet up. And it was perfectly round. I watched at it for a long time and it never moved. There were no signs that anyone was out there. There may be an explanation for it, but I certainly don't have one. I guess the fact that it was at the crash site is what has me convinced it was supernatural.
Posted on 6/9 11:04 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
This beyotch is full of crap. She said that little boy that had disappeared in Missouri was dead. Turns out they found him a bit later.
I don't know if it was fatigue, but one morning, about ten years ago, I could've sworn I felt something settle on my bed. I kept pinching myself, hoping I wouldn't feel it, but I did. Not a dream. Maybe it's soemthing artificial that our minds manifest, that's my only explanation (if it's not ghosts)) We don't use all of our minds,right?
Posted on 6/9 10:45 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by GDforHC:
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
This beyotch is full of crap. She said that little boy that had disappeared in Missouri was dead. Turns out they found him a bit later.
I don't know if it was fatigue, but one morning, about ten years ago, I could've sworn I felt something settle on my bed. I kept pinching myself, hoping I wouldn't feel it, but I did. Not a dream. Maybe it's soemthing artificial that our minds manifest, that's my only explanation (if it's not ghosts)) We don't use all of our minds,right?
i agree. and it's not that hard to do what she does and claim yourself a psychic. just ONCE i wish someone would ask a question with no wiggle room. "can you give me my dead mother's name?" not, "my mother died of cancer three years ago, how is she doing?"
that said, i tend to believe in ghosts. my grandmother said she saw my granfather in a vision a month to the day after he died. she does not make things up.
Posted on 6/9 11:20 AM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
Originally posted by GDforHC:
Originally posted by TEX(AUS):
This beyotch is full of crap. She said that little boy that had disappeared in Missouri was dead. Turns out they found him a bit later.
I don't know if it was fatigue, but one morning, about ten years ago, I could've sworn I felt something settle on my bed. I kept pinching myself, hoping I wouldn't feel it, but I did. Not a dream. Maybe it's soemthing artificial that our minds manifest, that's my only explanation (if it's not ghosts)) We don't use all of our minds,right?
i agree. and it's not that hard to do what she does and claim yourself a psychic. just ONCE i wish someone would ask a question with no wiggle room. "can you give me my dead mother's name?" not, "my mother died of cancer three years ago, how is she doing?"
that said, i tend to believe in ghosts. my grandmother said she saw my granfather in a vision a month to the day after he died. she does not make things up.
I believe it's possible that someone could have psychic powers, just not her. This "do you know a Mike/John" stuff works on the idoits.
That guy on Maury seems to know what h'es doing though.
Posted on 6/9 11:47 AM | IP: Logged
I used to watch some of John Edwards' stuff. Some of those episodes are pretty interesting/freaky.
Posted on 6/9 11:58 AM | IP: Logged
I never bought in to John Edwards, or any other psychic.
They are good at what they do, but they are illusionist with words, and masters at the power of suggestion.
Posted on 6/9 12:29 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by hotlantahorn: I never bought in to John Edwards, or any other psychic.
They are good at what they do, but they are illusionist with words, and masters at the power of suggestion.
Is that the guy's name? He is either a very good actor or something is there. His sheet is way freakier than Sylvia Brown.
Posted on 6/9 12:52 PM | IP: Logged
I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost.
2. Several of the posters tell of very strange and frightening events and then say they continued to live in the house or turned over and went back to sleep. WTF? This makes me wonder if the person's memory is a little embellished. Because if what they say happened to them happened to me, I guarantee I would not turn over and go back to sleep and I have a hard time believing anyone could. Not calling anyone a liar, just saying I don't understand it.
3. The guy who posted about the satan worshiper needs to inform the police.
Posted on 6/9 12:46 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TexasRN: I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost.
2. Several of the posters tell of very strange and frightening events and then say they continued to live in the house or turned over and went back to sleep. WTF? This makes me wonder if the person's memory is a little embellished. Because if what they say happened to them happened to me, I guarantee I would not turn over and go back to sleep and I have a hard time believing anyone could. Not calling anyone a liar, just saying I don't understand it.
3. The guy who posted about the satan worshiper needs to inform the police.
1. I don't know what you'd classify the encounter I had....ghost/angel/real person. All I know is I saw him, spoke to him, and the other person who should have, didn't. Then he disappeared. All on a golf course in broad day light. My experience could have very well been a real person. But, then how do you explain him walking 5' behind another person on asphalt on a deserted golf course and the other person not hearing him walking so close? How do you explain the kid disappearing in under 7 seconds with absolutely no place to go but straight down a path......a path that would take a champion sprinter 7 seconds to run. I know what I saw was real, but I just haven't been able to find a logical explanation for what happened other than the kid I spoke with being an angel or something. Just a trippy story all around!
2. I agree with you. If I ever saw something float or heard footsteps in a house no one else was in.......I'm G-O-N-E!!! I have absolutely zero interest in having any of those kinds of experiences.
3. As for the Satan worshiper story, that was mine as well, though I was not directly involved with this woman. I did however, mention that the couple that studied the bible with her went to the authorities regarding her stories. That story gives me goose bumps. The fact that the couple woke up in terror and the sister called to say she'd dreamt a demon was dripping something on them while they slept just freaks me out. In the Bible, it talks about being inhabited by 7 demons if you give yourself to Satan.
Posted on 6/9 3:10 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by = Ice Man =:
Originally posted by TexasRN: I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost.
2. Several of the posters tell of very strange and frightening events and then say they continued to live in the house or turned over and went back to sleep. WTF? This makes me wonder if the person's memory is a little embellished. Because if what they say happened to them happened to me, I guarantee I would not turn over and go back to sleep and I have a hard time believing anyone could. Not calling anyone a liar, just saying I don't understand it.
3. The guy who posted about the satan worshiper needs to inform the police.
1. I don't know what you'd classify the encounter I had....ghost/angel/real person. All I know is I saw him, spoke to him, and the other person who should have, didn't. Then he disappeared. All on a golf course in broad day light. My experience could have very well been a real person. But, then how do you explain him walking 5' behind another person on asphalt on a deserted golf course and the other person not hearing him walking so close? How do you explain the kid disappearing in under 7 seconds with absolutely no place to go but straight down a path......a path that would take a champion sprinter 7 seconds to run. I know what I saw was real, but I just haven't been able to find a logical explanation for what happened other than the kid I spoke with being an angel or something. Just a trippy story all around!
2. I agree with you. If I ever saw something float or heard footsteps in a house no one else was in.......I'm G-O-N-E!!! I have absolutely zero interest in having any of those kinds of experiences.
3. As for the Satan worshiper story, that was mine as well, though I was not directly involved with this woman. I did however, mention that the couple that studied the bible with her went to the authorities regarding her stories. That story gives me goose bumps. The fact that the couple woke up in terror and the sister called to say she'd dreamt a demon was dripping something on them while they slept just freaks me out. In the Bible, it talks about being inhabited by 7 demons if you give yourself to Satan.
Iceman - Of all the stories on this thread, I like your little boy on the golf course story the best. I wish that happened to me.
Posted on 6/9 3:18 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TexasRN:
Originally posted by = Ice Man =:
Originally posted by TexasRN: I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost.
2. Several of the posters tell of very strange and frightening events and then say they continued to live in the house or turned over and went back to sleep. WTF? This makes me wonder if the person's memory is a little embellished. Because if what they say happened to them happened to me, I guarantee I would not turn over and go back to sleep and I have a hard time believing anyone could. Not calling anyone a liar, just saying I don't understand it.
3. The guy who posted about the satan worshiper needs to inform the police.
1. I don't know what you'd classify the encounter I had....ghost/angel/real person. All I know is I saw him, spoke to him, and the other person who should have, didn't. Then he disappeared. All on a golf course in broad day light. My experience could have very well been a real person. But, then how do you explain him walking 5' behind another person on asphalt on a deserted golf course and the other person not hearing him walking so close? How do you explain the kid disappearing in under 7 seconds with absolutely no place to go but straight down a path......a path that would take a champion sprinter 7 seconds to run. I know what I saw was real, but I just haven't been able to find a logical explanation for what happened other than the kid I spoke with being an angel or something. Just a trippy story all around!
2. I agree with you. If I ever saw something float or heard footsteps in a house no one else was in.......I'm G-O-N-E!!! I have absolutely zero interest in having any of those kinds of experiences.
3. As for the Satan worshiper story, that was mine as well, though I was not directly involved with this woman. I did however, mention that the couple that studied the bible with her went to the authorities regarding her stories. That story gives me goose bumps. The fact that the couple woke up in terror and the sister called to say she'd dreamt a demon was dripping something on them while they slept just freaks me out. In the Bible, it talks about being inhabited by 7 demons if you give yourself to Satan.
Iceman - Of all the stories on this thread, I like your little boy on the golf course story the best. I wish that happened to me.
Yep, I was thinking the same.. Sounds like some good fortune is coming your way.. remember your post, ICEMAN, about working at Tiffany's or someplace and then you lost your job because of a posting here? I was reminded of a conversation I had with my pastor about Angels. They walk among us.
Posted on 6/9 3:42 PM | IP: Logged
And all of a sudden, I can't find my damn keys. They can only be at 3 spots honestly.
Posted on 6/9 3:27 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by TexasRN: I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost..
No doubt I have an over active imagination. but what does over-active mean?
there is so much about our cognitive processes that we cannot understand, and so much to learn about how we interact with parallel dimensions. what we see as reality is just our evolutionary interpretation of clusters of energy in one three-dimensional plane.
there could be a correlation with people who have "over active" imaginations and the ability to somehow tap into these energy forms, but that does not mean that the relationship is CAUSAL.
Its a chicken/egg thing.
I know that ghosts are among us the same way that I know dogs or cats or cars or hummingbirds are among us. Do I expect you to take my word for it? Absolutely not. That would make me a ridiculous individual. When you have an experience with the supernatural....you will understand.
the terror doesn't come until your "real" brain kicks back in to shut down the little masquerade into wherever it was you were heading. That is what your brain does....its job is to protect you.
Your body doesn't feel the same for starters. You operate differently. Crazier than any drug, and almost calming in its newness. Like you are connected somehow to something that is so much larger in respect to any earthly connection you have ever felt before. I have heard many say the same thing about the birth of a child, which makes perfect sense.
If you have a child, think about how vulnerable you felt, how everything changed instantaneously and had new meaning. Like your eyes were opened to this process that had to be felt personally to truly understand.
One of the things I am looking most forward to in death is understanding things like this.
Posted on 6/9 1:34 PM | IP: Logged
Originally posted by aldelgreco:
Originally posted by TexasRN: I don't know whether there are ghosts or not. Wouldn't be shocked either way.
I have three comments about this thread:
1. Several individuals on this thread claim to have had numerous encounters. Then there are people like me who have never had one. Is this coincidence, a result of some people being more receptive to spiritual things, or a result of some people having over-active imaginations or just being a little crazy? I can't say, but I do know that I have been in old graveyards, old houses, and places where deaths have occurred, and I have never seen or heard anything I thought was a ghost..
No doubt I have an over active imagination. but what does over-active mean?
there is so much about our cognitive processes that we cannot understand, and so much to learn about how we interact with parallel dimensions. what we see as reality is just our evolutionary interpretation of clusters of energy in one three-dimensional plane.
there could be a correlation with people who have "over active" imaginations and the ability to somehow tap into these energy forms, but that does not mean that the relationship is CAUSAL.
Its a chicken/egg thing.
I know that ghosts are among us the same way that I know dogs or cats or cars or hummingbirds are among us. Do I expect you to take my word for it? Absolutely not. That would make me a ridiculous individual. When you have an experience with the supernatural....you will understand.
the terror doesn't come until your "real" brain kicks back in to shut down the little masquerade into wherever it was you were heading. That is what your brain does....its job is to protect you.
Your body doesn't feel the same for starters. You operate differently. Crazier than any drug, and almost calming in its newness. Like you are connected somehow to something that is so much larger in respect to any earthly connection you have ever felt before. I have heard many say the same thing about the birth of a child, which makes perfect sense.
If you have a child, think about how vulnerable you felt, how everything changed instantaneously and had new meaning. Like your eyes were opened to this process that had to be felt personally to truly understand.
One of the things I am looking most forward to in death is understanding things like this.
Great post. Thanks for your insight.
Posted on 6/9 1:41 PM | IP: Logged
man real talk after we saw our homeboy we got up got his little brother and left wasnt no stayin around.
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