This is my Top 20 picks for all-time scary-awesome Horror Flicks!In video format, of course. And in no particular order.
*I own no rights whatsoever to ANY/ALL clips in this post. Copyright Infringement not intended.
*WARNING!*...Some of these trailers or other movie clips are NOT suitable for small children to view. Viewer Discretion is advised.
1) Poltergeist
2) Exorcist
3) Paranormal Activity
4) Psycho
5) Texas Chainsaw Massacre
6) Stephen King's "It"
7) Night Of The Living Dead
8) Dawn Of The Dead
9) Dracula (1992)
10) Frankenstein (1931)
11) SAW
12) Halloween
13) Friday The 13th
14) Nightmare On Elm Street
15) Child's Play
16) The Grudge
17) The Ring
18) Shutter
19) Flowers In The Attic
20) Ghost Ship
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Wednesday, June 1, 2011
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Alien and UFO Sightings. They ARE Real. The Vatican Says So.
Like I had once stated before on a post here at ParanorMel, I do believe that there is intelligent life other than ourselves out in the universe. And that to think otherwise, personally is absurd and rather egotistical of us as a human species.
To read the post, and view the videos within it, please click on More Stars, ET, And Creationists, Oh My!.
Now the Vatican has stepped up and have made a major announcement. That there REALLY are aliens from other planets, and that they are not just conjured up stories of crazies and those with mental illness.
Monsignor Corrado Balducci has stated that indeed UFO's are NOT a figment of people's imaginations. And that contact with Extraterrestrials should NOT be considered "demonic" and that these encounters should be 'carefully' studied.
To read the article, CLICK HERE.
Not that I feel that I "need" the Vatican's "permission" to believe, or not to believe, but I am actually GLAD that a church group that I am no longer a member of or have "faith" in (more for it's "rules" and views on topics, not the people themselves who are in the congregation) has stood up and had the "balls" to actually ADMIT that they recognize that there IS life out in the universe among us, and that we are not "alone" in the galaxies.
Do I believe in alien abductions? Not really. But I do believe that they come to our world and study us from above. And one time on the way home to our old place out in the country, as my husband was driving down a dark, windy road that we have traveled countless times before that night, I had seen an "unusual looking" aircraft.
This "aircraft" had some strange lighting on it, unlike the lights of a basic commercial or private plane. And the way it maneuvered was extremely odd. It wasn't staying straight. It kind of jetted to a side and back in to it's original place. Then, like it had a jet pack on its back, took off.
To this day, I still cannot for certain say that it was an ordinary, everyday airplane. I saw "something" flying over the farm fields that night. And I firmly feel that it was alien in origin.
What are your thoughts on UFO's, aliens, abductions and life on other planets (both within and outside of our galaxy)?
To read the post, and view the videos within it, please click on More Stars, ET, And Creationists, Oh My!.
Now the Vatican has stepped up and have made a major announcement. That there REALLY are aliens from other planets, and that they are not just conjured up stories of crazies and those with mental illness.
Monsignor Corrado Balducci has stated that indeed UFO's are NOT a figment of people's imaginations. And that contact with Extraterrestrials should NOT be considered "demonic" and that these encounters should be 'carefully' studied.
To read the article, CLICK HERE.
Not that I feel that I "need" the Vatican's "permission" to believe, or not to believe, but I am actually GLAD that a church group that I am no longer a member of or have "faith" in (more for it's "rules" and views on topics, not the people themselves who are in the congregation) has stood up and had the "balls" to actually ADMIT that they recognize that there IS life out in the universe among us, and that we are not "alone" in the galaxies.
Do I believe in alien abductions? Not really. But I do believe that they come to our world and study us from above. And one time on the way home to our old place out in the country, as my husband was driving down a dark, windy road that we have traveled countless times before that night, I had seen an "unusual looking" aircraft.
This "aircraft" had some strange lighting on it, unlike the lights of a basic commercial or private plane. And the way it maneuvered was extremely odd. It wasn't staying straight. It kind of jetted to a side and back in to it's original place. Then, like it had a jet pack on its back, took off.
To this day, I still cannot for certain say that it was an ordinary, everyday airplane. I saw "something" flying over the farm fields that night. And I firmly feel that it was alien in origin.
What are your thoughts on UFO's, aliens, abductions and life on other planets (both within and outside of our galaxy)?
Saturday, January 29, 2011
My Old Hometown Haunts
...And not just as in where I used to roam when I lived in the area. These are some of the most popular areas of Fremont, California that are supposedly haunted.
The following sites that I am doing to list are from the website Strange USA
One area being Niles Canyon. Whenever I would ride through the area with my parents as a child, I never felt "easy" as we went down the road. I never could explain my feelings of dread...
When you go down The Canyon road you will find an off ramp that will lead you down to a creek... That is if you can drive all the way down the road... As you go down the road you begin to hear knocking and at about half way down the road you will start to hear a small boy laughing... Story tells that a young boy was killed in the basement of a cottage at the end of the road...he was found by his parents hanging from the rafters, when his parents called the cops they told them that there was no body in the house but mass amounts of blood washing up at the creek banks... Legend tells that if you make it down the canyon you can still see blood washing up on the creek banks and hear a young boy laughing...No Trespassing
Where I used to live was a part of the Mission area. In fact, I attended Mission San Jose High School back in the day....
Built in the late 1700`s, Mission San Jose has had a lot of curious history. A fire destroyed the original Mission, and the 1906 earthquake leveled the old church. Both have been rebuilt, the church about 12 years ago and the mission in the 1800`s. There are cold spots and mists in the mission itself, uncanny feelings and mists in the courtyard by the fountain. An old cemetery adjacent to the church is the site of many disturbances, including unexplained whispers and crying (several Fremont pioneers are buried here, as well as countless Natives). Also in the church itself, where there are graves in the floor in the Sanctuary and in front of the altar. Severe cold spits are felt near the graves. Across the street from the mission sits an historic tavern, where witnesses say they have seen several Native looking people in old clothing cross the street and disappear as soon as they enter the courtyard of the mission.
Now, as for my old home, it had changed a bit apparently. But not too much over the years.
Yes, that IS my former home. The one I'd primarily grew up in. And the one that gave me some memorable "moments" that I would much rather forget. There were one too many creeks, bangs, footsteps that were not "living"-made, voices and "gas"-like apparitions for my taste. Especially after seeing my (then two weeks post death) deceased mother walk past me as I glanced up in the hallway's bathroom mirror as I was brushing my teeth. Oh, and did I mention that I was home alone at the time, being that my father was at work already?
The following sites that I am doing to list are from the website Strange USA
One area being Niles Canyon. Whenever I would ride through the area with my parents as a child, I never felt "easy" as we went down the road. I never could explain my feelings of dread...
When you go down The Canyon road you will find an off ramp that will lead you down to a creek... That is if you can drive all the way down the road... As you go down the road you begin to hear knocking and at about half way down the road you will start to hear a small boy laughing... Story tells that a young boy was killed in the basement of a cottage at the end of the road...he was found by his parents hanging from the rafters, when his parents called the cops they told them that there was no body in the house but mass amounts of blood washing up at the creek banks... Legend tells that if you make it down the canyon you can still see blood washing up on the creek banks and hear a young boy laughing...No Trespassing
Where I used to live was a part of the Mission area. In fact, I attended Mission San Jose High School back in the day....
Built in the late 1700`s, Mission San Jose has had a lot of curious history. A fire destroyed the original Mission, and the 1906 earthquake leveled the old church. Both have been rebuilt, the church about 12 years ago and the mission in the 1800`s. There are cold spots and mists in the mission itself, uncanny feelings and mists in the courtyard by the fountain. An old cemetery adjacent to the church is the site of many disturbances, including unexplained whispers and crying (several Fremont pioneers are buried here, as well as countless Natives). Also in the church itself, where there are graves in the floor in the Sanctuary and in front of the altar. Severe cold spits are felt near the graves. Across the street from the mission sits an historic tavern, where witnesses say they have seen several Native looking people in old clothing cross the street and disappear as soon as they enter the courtyard of the mission.
Now, as for my old home, it had changed a bit apparently. But not too much over the years.
Yes, that IS my former home. The one I'd primarily grew up in. And the one that gave me some memorable "moments" that I would much rather forget. There were one too many creeks, bangs, footsteps that were not "living"-made, voices and "gas"-like apparitions for my taste. Especially after seeing my (then two weeks post death) deceased mother walk past me as I glanced up in the hallway's bathroom mirror as I was brushing my teeth. Oh, and did I mention that I was home alone at the time, being that my father was at work already?
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Two Times In Two Weeks..
Strange. For being (for the most part) a skeptic, he certainly is having a time of explaining away the last couple weeks of instances.
My husband is kind of like an Agnostic. He can't prove that God exists, nor can he prove that God doesn't exist. And he won't completely deny His existence. But is on the fence about the existence of God.
Same thing concerning my husband in regards to ghosts/spirits and paranormal activity. Yes, he DOES believe that there are other life forms (aliens) outside our universe and that it's a real possibility that they have visited our orbit. But the notion that there are some people that still "hang around" after this life is over is a bit of a hard pill to swallow for him.
Whereas for me, the subject of ghostly paranormal things is a no brainer. Ghosts/spirits DO exist, and yes, I believe that there is something beyond THIS life in our shells.
For many years, the subject of ghosts was a bit of a battle ground between the two of us. But after experiencing a few times what had happened for those first three weeks that I ever left him and the kids on their own to tend to family matters across the country, that battle ground seemingly got a bit smaller. And over the years, smaller than that.
So, in the last couple of weeks, including last night, it got even tinier. Though, with him, there will always be doubt I think, until something drastic happens (apparitions). Last week, I had told of his hearing what sounded like a pencil being rolled playfully by someone in the attic. To read about it, CLICK HERE.
That time, even though myself, the kids, and my husband were all either in the living room or the dining room (seeing as it was dinner time), it was only my husband that had heard the sounds coming from the attic, which spans the entire length of our home.
Last night, the kids were all asleep. And one cat was sleeping with the girls, while the other was not even in our room at the time of the occurrence. We heard no one (kid or cat) come down the stairs.
Out of the blue, my husband gets really still and he is obviously startled. Then, he asked me if I hear any wind outside our bedroom window. Nope. Still as can be. He claimed he saw the light that comes from the security light in the backyard brighten and dim as if someone or something was walking back and forth. But no apparent shape (human or animal).
Then, he bolted his upper body (waist and up) from the bed a bit, but not in a fully sitting position to look towards the foot of the bed. This is when he asked me if I felt "that". I asked him what THAT was. He claimed he felt someone was sitting on the bed, and even poking at his foot area. Seemingly by his description, in a playful manner.
Oddly, nothing that HE experienced did I notice, feel or see. It was as if whomever or whatever it was, only wanted my husband to notice them for whatever reason. And normally (then again who said that myself, this family or this house was normal??) it is me that gets all the crazy, weird things happening, without any others in the house seeing/hearing/feeling it at the time.
With what is happening upstairs, the experience from last night, and by other things that I have seen myself as of late, it is looking to be very much a child-like haunting behavior. He or she isn't trying to scare us. But they ARE trying to be playful, get noticed and are very observant of the happenings within the house. Especially with my basement stairs...
My husband is kind of like an Agnostic. He can't prove that God exists, nor can he prove that God doesn't exist. And he won't completely deny His existence. But is on the fence about the existence of God.
Same thing concerning my husband in regards to ghosts/spirits and paranormal activity. Yes, he DOES believe that there are other life forms (aliens) outside our universe and that it's a real possibility that they have visited our orbit. But the notion that there are some people that still "hang around" after this life is over is a bit of a hard pill to swallow for him.
Whereas for me, the subject of ghostly paranormal things is a no brainer. Ghosts/spirits DO exist, and yes, I believe that there is something beyond THIS life in our shells.
For many years, the subject of ghosts was a bit of a battle ground between the two of us. But after experiencing a few times what had happened for those first three weeks that I ever left him and the kids on their own to tend to family matters across the country, that battle ground seemingly got a bit smaller. And over the years, smaller than that.
So, in the last couple of weeks, including last night, it got even tinier. Though, with him, there will always be doubt I think, until something drastic happens (apparitions). Last week, I had told of his hearing what sounded like a pencil being rolled playfully by someone in the attic. To read about it, CLICK HERE.
That time, even though myself, the kids, and my husband were all either in the living room or the dining room (seeing as it was dinner time), it was only my husband that had heard the sounds coming from the attic, which spans the entire length of our home.
Last night, the kids were all asleep. And one cat was sleeping with the girls, while the other was not even in our room at the time of the occurrence. We heard no one (kid or cat) come down the stairs.
Out of the blue, my husband gets really still and he is obviously startled. Then, he asked me if I hear any wind outside our bedroom window. Nope. Still as can be. He claimed he saw the light that comes from the security light in the backyard brighten and dim as if someone or something was walking back and forth. But no apparent shape (human or animal).
Then, he bolted his upper body (waist and up) from the bed a bit, but not in a fully sitting position to look towards the foot of the bed. This is when he asked me if I felt "that". I asked him what THAT was. He claimed he felt someone was sitting on the bed, and even poking at his foot area. Seemingly by his description, in a playful manner.
Oddly, nothing that HE experienced did I notice, feel or see. It was as if whomever or whatever it was, only wanted my husband to notice them for whatever reason. And normally (then again who said that myself, this family or this house was normal??) it is me that gets all the crazy, weird things happening, without any others in the house seeing/hearing/feeling it at the time.
With what is happening upstairs, the experience from last night, and by other things that I have seen myself as of late, it is looking to be very much a child-like haunting behavior. He or she isn't trying to scare us. But they ARE trying to be playful, get noticed and are very observant of the happenings within the house. Especially with my basement stairs...
Tuesday, October 19, 2010
Haunted History Tour... Waverly Hills Sanatorium
Let's venture to one of the most prolific, well-known, and most actively haunted places in the United States. Waverly Hills.
Waverly Hills Sanatorium sits in Louisville, Kentucky. The current owners are Charlie and Tina Mattingly. At the end of the post, I will list the link to the site where I am getting the information and history about the Waverly, along with Tourist Hours.
In 1883, the land was initially purchased by a Major Thomas H. Hays. He wanted a school for his daughters to attend. Upon that land, he had built up and had a one-room school for his girls. He had hired Lizzie Lee Harris as the school's teacher. She adored the school so much that she named it "Waverly School", after falling in love with Scott Waverley novels.
Construction on the Sanatorium had started in 1908 and then had opened its doors on July 26, 1910. At the time, it could house up to fifty Tuberculosis (which was also called the "White Plague") patients at a time. Before antibiotics were produced, TB was a top killer. Those that contracted the disease were placed in to isolation.
Over in Pleasure Ridge Park, Kentucky, Tuberculosis was hitting Pandemic proportions. The clinic was seeing as many as one hundred and forty patients, and they knew that there was a great need for a much larger building to house the sick.
Construction began in March of 1924, and was completed on October 17, 1926. There were enough rooms to house four hundred TB patients. Waverly operated as a Tuberculosis Hospice until 1961. Then, was reopened in 1962, after mass cleaning and disinfecting. It's new name was then, WoodHaven Medical Services. It was now a Geriatrics Facility at this point, and remained as such until 1980. The state had shut it's doors.
To learn more about the treatment of Waverly's patients, CLICK HERE!
Meet the Waverly Staff HERE.
Now, one of the most popular areas of Waverly Hills Sanatorium is... The Body Chute! Pretty creepy looking, if you were to ask me. This was the hall where those that had died from their illness were transported through to awaiting hearses. It is also called the Death Tunnel. A wench-type of apparatus was used to cart the bodies to the end of the tunnel, where they met the hearse at the bottom of the hill.
If you travel about thirty feet down the Chute, it becomes completely dark. Not a speck of light is coming in. There is much echoing also if you talk while in there. The Body Chute is about five hundred feet long, has vent shafts about every one hundred feet.
Many inhumane experiments had also taken place at the Waverly.
There have been reports of a man in a white coat, who seemingly wanders through the kitchen, and at times, you can smell food cooking. Also, the fifth floor, which housed two nurses’ stations, a pantry, a linen room, medicine room and two medium-sized rooms on both sides of the two nurses’ stations, is said to also have activity of seeing shapes moving within the windows and/or have heard disembodied voices that order trespassers to “get out”. In Room 502, it is rumored that two people had jumped to their deaths.
To read more about the Fifth Floor, GO HERE (scroll down about half way).
If you wish to tour Waverly Hills Sanatorium, please note...
(TOUR INFORMATION)
Tour information – (502) 933-2142
All of our 1/2 night and full night paranormal investigations / ghost hunts are Sold Out for the remainder of the 2010 season. Thank you to everyone who has scheduled, we appreciate your support.
Our 2 hour paranormal and historical tours are now sold out.
We will begin scheduling for 2011 on January 3rd, 2011.
The office is open M, T, W, F 9am – 5pm and (closed 1pm – 2pm for lunch) and Thursdays 9am – 1pm.
Links to sites used for this post...
OFFICIAL site for Waverly Hills
Prairie Ghosts
Monday, September 13, 2010
The Voice That Wasn't His.
Normally, I do no more than one post in the blog, per day that I decide to write. But being that this had happened last night, and it's not something that I normally have happen, I just *had to* write this down for my readers to read about...
Last night, I had heard, and even answered a voice. Whom I thought at the time was my husband speaking to me.
I thought it was my husband saying from the living room, "Hey! Come here a minute." as I stood two rooms away, washing a few dishes in the kitchen. When in fact, it was *NOT* my husband at all!
After finishing the dishes that I was working on, I had sat in the chair next to him as he sat here at the computer, and proceeded to ask him what he wanted, being he DID request for me to "come here", thinking he wanted to show me something.
He looked at me strange and then out-right told me he did *NOT* call for me in any way.
And I know it was *NOT* one of the kids. This was a MAN'S voice. An adult male. Not a child.
I told him that I knew for a FACT, I did *not* imagine what I heard. And it sounded (obviously) just like my husband calling for me.
Strange...
After the incident, I just shook my head, and then proceeded to brush it off and continued with the rest of my evening.
That is, until I noticed out of my (bad) eye, what looked like a young man who was proceeding to climb my stairs.
Last night, I had heard, and even answered a voice. Whom I thought at the time was my husband speaking to me.
I thought it was my husband saying from the living room, "Hey! Come here a minute." as I stood two rooms away, washing a few dishes in the kitchen. When in fact, it was *NOT* my husband at all!
After finishing the dishes that I was working on, I had sat in the chair next to him as he sat here at the computer, and proceeded to ask him what he wanted, being he DID request for me to "come here", thinking he wanted to show me something.
He looked at me strange and then out-right told me he did *NOT* call for me in any way.
And I know it was *NOT* one of the kids. This was a MAN'S voice. An adult male. Not a child.
I told him that I knew for a FACT, I did *not* imagine what I heard. And it sounded (obviously) just like my husband calling for me.
Strange...
After the incident, I just shook my head, and then proceeded to brush it off and continued with the rest of my evening.
That is, until I noticed out of my (bad) eye, what looked like a young man who was proceeding to climb my stairs.
Monday, August 30, 2010
Choking Game.. Ghost Style.
Last night, I went to sleep not long after midnight. I was tired, to say the least. Everything was right in my world. I had my wonderful husband snuggled beside me as we lulled off to dreamland.
Not long after 3 AM I had shot up in bed. I am not the type to do this. In fact, I am a very sound sleeper.
But last night, around 3:20, I woke to feel like I was about to literally faint. And the back of tongue, as well as a part of my throat went completely numb and tingly. It felt as if someone was cutting off my airway. I was being choked!
Never have I had something remotely like this ever happen to me. I never felt hands wrapped around my throat. But INSIDE, I felt like I was suffocating.
As soon as I bolted upright in the bed, the tingling and the numbness started to subside. As was the feeling of wanting to pass out.
Of course, this made my husband also bolt straight up and get worried. He asked what was wrong and if I was alright. I played it off and said I was, and that I must have had a bad dream.
Because he too knows that this is VERY out of character for me, where sleeping is concerned.
Now, is this something that is 'paranormal'? I do not honestly know. Maybe it is something medical.
But maybe, it could even be BOTH?
I cannot say for sure either way at this point in time. But I can say that I was more scared than I have been since the last physical encounter, which was a week after we moved in here. If you wish to know more about that experience, then please READ HERE.
If anyone that reads this can shed more light on what I went through, be it medical and/or paranormal, I am all ears (or is that eyes??). I'm flabbergasted.
Not long after 3 AM I had shot up in bed. I am not the type to do this. In fact, I am a very sound sleeper.
But last night, around 3:20, I woke to feel like I was about to literally faint. And the back of tongue, as well as a part of my throat went completely numb and tingly. It felt as if someone was cutting off my airway. I was being choked!
Never have I had something remotely like this ever happen to me. I never felt hands wrapped around my throat. But INSIDE, I felt like I was suffocating.
As soon as I bolted upright in the bed, the tingling and the numbness started to subside. As was the feeling of wanting to pass out.
Of course, this made my husband also bolt straight up and get worried. He asked what was wrong and if I was alright. I played it off and said I was, and that I must have had a bad dream.
Because he too knows that this is VERY out of character for me, where sleeping is concerned.
Now, is this something that is 'paranormal'? I do not honestly know. Maybe it is something medical.
But maybe, it could even be BOTH?
I cannot say for sure either way at this point in time. But I can say that I was more scared than I have been since the last physical encounter, which was a week after we moved in here. If you wish to know more about that experience, then please READ HERE.
If anyone that reads this can shed more light on what I went through, be it medical and/or paranormal, I am all ears (or is that eyes??). I'm flabbergasted.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Phantom Calls
Actually, I wasn't planning on writing on this blog page today. But, something happened a while ago that I just HAD TO write it down.
It was eerie. But fascinating. It was shocking, but in a way, calming. It was even a tab bit funny. That is, after said shock wore off.
I'd been talking to my father, long distance this morning. Almost three thousand miles space us apart.
Nearing the end of our conversation, after he told me of something strange happening, concerning his coffee pot, we got to talking about a package he is supposed to send my kids. Mainly to the oldest of my three in the brood.
At one point, he said he was still looking for...and stammered a bit, trying to think of the word he was trying to say to describe what he was speaking of.
Suddenly, for one split second in time, I heard a voice that was NOT of a male, and was sounding off in the distance, like they were trying to yell, as to be heard. Clearly, it was a female tone.
It said, quite plainly, mind you, "DVD!", just as my father thought of the word and spoken it himself.
At first I was in shock and awe. Especially knowing that he had the experience he did this morning, concerning coffee missing from the pot, in which he knew before hand was there, until he went for the next cup of 'joe'.
No sooner that 'both of them' had spoken, I blurted out that my dad's voice DRASTICALLY changed to more of a female's tone. That's when it hit me, he was NOT talking. SHE was! It's as if she was trying to tell him what he meant, and trying to make me know that he was speaking of a DVD he wanted to find.
Never have I had a phantom call in my life. Nor have I ever had known of an ethereal listener, either. It was a tad unnerving, to say the least.
After experiencing this lady telling me what I was to be told before my dad could blurt it out for himself, I did a little digging.
HERE IS WHAT I GOT FROM AN ARTICLE...
Strange, huh? It was a bit exhilarating to have this happen. Surprising, none the least, of course. But filled with excitement to have happen as well.
And the voice was not sounding like it was right there with us. It sounded distanced, and like it had to practically yell to be heard. It wasn't angry or sad. Just letting me know that my dad was trying to get out 'DVD'.
Was it my deceased grandmother, who's ashes are on the way here to my home? Or could it maybe have been my mother? Though, the voice didn't sound like either of them, really.
Weird!
It was eerie. But fascinating. It was shocking, but in a way, calming. It was even a tab bit funny. That is, after said shock wore off.
I'd been talking to my father, long distance this morning. Almost three thousand miles space us apart.
Nearing the end of our conversation, after he told me of something strange happening, concerning his coffee pot, we got to talking about a package he is supposed to send my kids. Mainly to the oldest of my three in the brood.
At one point, he said he was still looking for...and stammered a bit, trying to think of the word he was trying to say to describe what he was speaking of.
Suddenly, for one split second in time, I heard a voice that was NOT of a male, and was sounding off in the distance, like they were trying to yell, as to be heard. Clearly, it was a female tone.
It said, quite plainly, mind you, "DVD!", just as my father thought of the word and spoken it himself.
At first I was in shock and awe. Especially knowing that he had the experience he did this morning, concerning coffee missing from the pot, in which he knew before hand was there, until he went for the next cup of 'joe'.
No sooner that 'both of them' had spoken, I blurted out that my dad's voice DRASTICALLY changed to more of a female's tone. That's when it hit me, he was NOT talking. SHE was! It's as if she was trying to tell him what he meant, and trying to make me know that he was speaking of a DVD he wanted to find.
Never have I had a phantom call in my life. Nor have I ever had known of an ethereal listener, either. It was a tad unnerving, to say the least.
After experiencing this lady telling me what I was to be told before my dad could blurt it out for himself, I did a little digging.
HERE IS WHAT I GOT FROM AN ARTICLE...
Strange, huh? It was a bit exhilarating to have this happen. Surprising, none the least, of course. But filled with excitement to have happen as well.
And the voice was not sounding like it was right there with us. It sounded distanced, and like it had to practically yell to be heard. It wasn't angry or sad. Just letting me know that my dad was trying to get out 'DVD'.
Was it my deceased grandmother, who's ashes are on the way here to my home? Or could it maybe have been my mother? Though, the voice didn't sound like either of them, really.
Weird!
Sunday, June 6, 2010
Shadow People and Masses
Shadow people can come in different forms. Some have the shape of a real, live person. Some come in the form of a black mass or gas blob. In some you can see their eyes. In others, you can make a feature or two out.
No matter how these 'things' appear, it can be and often is a very frightening experience for those that are unlucky enough to see one.
One very early morning, when my husband was having to work the 'graveyard' shift (as in third shift, starting at eleven at night, until seven or so in the morning), I thought that he had come home early. Maybe he was feeling ill and came home to get some rest. Or he had too many hours docked up, so they sent him home, as to not go too far over in Overtime.
So, obviously at about four or so in the morning, as the basement foyer's light was shining through my bedroom door, I thought nothing of it when I saw the dark male figure standing in the doorway, blocking some of the light from coming in.
After looking straight at my "husband", it hit me as soon as I lay back down my on the pillow. He never said a word, and he stared at me, though I never saw his eyes, nor his face. It felt for that brief moment that his eyes were piercing through me. Plus, he never came to bed. And knowing him, he would have done all those things after making note to me that he was home and why.
After I turned to look at who I thought was my husband again, he (it, really) was no longer there. This is when I awoke more clearly. Because for him, all of what I described above was greatly out of character for him.
When I got up, I immediately went in to the family area, also in the basement to check on him. No one was there. Then I traveled upstairs. After looking in the bathroom, the living room, the dining area, and the kitchen, still I had not seen a soul. Well, not the living kind, anyways.
I'd even went as far as looking in to the kids' rooms. All three of them were sound asleep. And I knew it couldn't be them, being that who I had seen was almost six-feet-tall, broad shouldered, and skinny, but stalky.
In what seemed like forever, I was finally done with my search, only to find no one but myself up walking around the house. This is when it had finally also dawned on me. I had my very first encounter with a Shadow Person.
Now, note that while my husband doesn't brush me off, or think of me as a loon, knowing what I have experienced, and knowing what 'gifts' I have, he is still pretty much a skeptic. But none the less, he is not as much of a skeptic these days.
A few weeks later, after my experience, he told me one of his own. And mind you, I never made mention of my previous visit from The Other Side.
My husband relayed his experience to me about a week after it happened. I can't say if it was out of fear of what he went through, and was still trying to process it in his mind. Or if he was worried about having to admit that he finally got what he "wished" for, as a skeptic. That is, he has to see it, to believe it when it comes to the Spiritual Realm.
When he had gotten the courage to tell me, his story went like this...
He was laying in bed one night, a few weeks after I had my early-morning visitor, he was just trying to drift off to sleep. He wasn't quite asleep, but not fully awake, either. He was just laying there, with me quietly dreaming as I lay there peacefully beside him.
Finally, he drifted off to a nice slumber. But then he awoke very suddenly with a feeling of dread and the inability to move. In the darkness of our room, with all lights off throughout the basement, and a crack of light coming through one of our bedroom windows, he noticed, floating above him, a deeply black mass, like a gas cloud above him.
My husband said that he tried as hard as he possibly could to move, but he was seemingly, completely paralyzed. He also was not able to speak as this cloud was hovering over his body. And during the whole entire incident, he said that I stayed asleep, never once even moving or turning over.
As soon as this shadow cloud mass disappeared before his eyes, my husband said that he was finally able to move, and to speak. He said that he got up and went upstairs after that. And that is where I did find him the following morning. On the couch, just awaking. He claimed at that point that he just couldn't sleep, being that our room felt stuffy.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_people
Shadow people (also known as shadow figures, shadow beings, shadow men, or shadow folk) are supernatural shadow-like figures of both modern folklore and paranormal popular culture that believers describe as dark humanoid forms or evasive specters that are seen mostly in peripheral vision.
When a specific region of the brain called the left temporoparietal junction is stimulated, it can create the illusion of a shadow person.
Images seen in peripheral areas of vision can be caused by pareidolia, a condition in which the brain incorrectly interprets random patterns of light/shadow or texture as being familiar patterns such as faces and human forms. The same condition can also be observed in macular vision in low light conditions, or when viewing a complex but random image. A common example would be perceiving a shadow, thrown by an item of furniture in a darkened room, as being a person.
Hypnagogia, also known as "waking-sleep", a physiological condition in which a person is part-way between sleeping and waking, can also account for such perceptions.[12] During hypnagogia, a person can be conscious and aware of their environment, but also in a dream-like state where they can perceive images from their subconscious. People experiencing waking-sleep commonly report the sensation of lights or shadows moving around them, as well as other visual hallucinations. A feeling of dread is also a sensation that occurs when experiencing hypnagogia. Hypnagogia is sometimes known as 'the faces in the dark phenomenon' because those who experience this state commonly report seeing faces while experiencing waking-sleep. Similar hypotheses have been put forward linking this condition to a number of other apparent paranormal experiences, including alien abductions, paranormal nocturnal visitations, and religious experiences such as contact with angels or demons.
This picture, though a drawing, is a good example of a Shadow Person, which is what I had seen that early morning, thinking that my husband came home early from work.
Yes, it is a picture interpretation of a Space Nebula. But if you take that BLUE gas mass, and make it black, and remove it's surroundings, then this is what my husband basically had seen hovering over him as he laid in the bed that night, by his description and detail.
No matter how these 'things' appear, it can be and often is a very frightening experience for those that are unlucky enough to see one.
One very early morning, when my husband was having to work the 'graveyard' shift (as in third shift, starting at eleven at night, until seven or so in the morning), I thought that he had come home early. Maybe he was feeling ill and came home to get some rest. Or he had too many hours docked up, so they sent him home, as to not go too far over in Overtime.
So, obviously at about four or so in the morning, as the basement foyer's light was shining through my bedroom door, I thought nothing of it when I saw the dark male figure standing in the doorway, blocking some of the light from coming in.
After looking straight at my "husband", it hit me as soon as I lay back down my on the pillow. He never said a word, and he stared at me, though I never saw his eyes, nor his face. It felt for that brief moment that his eyes were piercing through me. Plus, he never came to bed. And knowing him, he would have done all those things after making note to me that he was home and why.
After I turned to look at who I thought was my husband again, he (it, really) was no longer there. This is when I awoke more clearly. Because for him, all of what I described above was greatly out of character for him.
When I got up, I immediately went in to the family area, also in the basement to check on him. No one was there. Then I traveled upstairs. After looking in the bathroom, the living room, the dining area, and the kitchen, still I had not seen a soul. Well, not the living kind, anyways.
I'd even went as far as looking in to the kids' rooms. All three of them were sound asleep. And I knew it couldn't be them, being that who I had seen was almost six-feet-tall, broad shouldered, and skinny, but stalky.
In what seemed like forever, I was finally done with my search, only to find no one but myself up walking around the house. This is when it had finally also dawned on me. I had my very first encounter with a Shadow Person.
Now, note that while my husband doesn't brush me off, or think of me as a loon, knowing what I have experienced, and knowing what 'gifts' I have, he is still pretty much a skeptic. But none the less, he is not as much of a skeptic these days.
A few weeks later, after my experience, he told me one of his own. And mind you, I never made mention of my previous visit from The Other Side.
My husband relayed his experience to me about a week after it happened. I can't say if it was out of fear of what he went through, and was still trying to process it in his mind. Or if he was worried about having to admit that he finally got what he "wished" for, as a skeptic. That is, he has to see it, to believe it when it comes to the Spiritual Realm.
When he had gotten the courage to tell me, his story went like this...
He was laying in bed one night, a few weeks after I had my early-morning visitor, he was just trying to drift off to sleep. He wasn't quite asleep, but not fully awake, either. He was just laying there, with me quietly dreaming as I lay there peacefully beside him.
Finally, he drifted off to a nice slumber. But then he awoke very suddenly with a feeling of dread and the inability to move. In the darkness of our room, with all lights off throughout the basement, and a crack of light coming through one of our bedroom windows, he noticed, floating above him, a deeply black mass, like a gas cloud above him.
My husband said that he tried as hard as he possibly could to move, but he was seemingly, completely paralyzed. He also was not able to speak as this cloud was hovering over his body. And during the whole entire incident, he said that I stayed asleep, never once even moving or turning over.
As soon as this shadow cloud mass disappeared before his eyes, my husband said that he was finally able to move, and to speak. He said that he got up and went upstairs after that. And that is where I did find him the following morning. On the couch, just awaking. He claimed at that point that he just couldn't sleep, being that our room felt stuffy.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_people
Shadow people (also known as shadow figures, shadow beings, shadow men, or shadow folk) are supernatural shadow-like figures of both modern folklore and paranormal popular culture that believers describe as dark humanoid forms or evasive specters that are seen mostly in peripheral vision.
Scientific explanations
Several principles based in science can be used to explain reports of shadow people, including optical illusions or hallucinations brought on by physiological/psychological circumstances, drug use, and the interaction of external agents on the human body.When a specific region of the brain called the left temporoparietal junction is stimulated, it can create the illusion of a shadow person.
Images seen in peripheral areas of vision can be caused by pareidolia, a condition in which the brain incorrectly interprets random patterns of light/shadow or texture as being familiar patterns such as faces and human forms. The same condition can also be observed in macular vision in low light conditions, or when viewing a complex but random image. A common example would be perceiving a shadow, thrown by an item of furniture in a darkened room, as being a person.
Hypnagogia, also known as "waking-sleep", a physiological condition in which a person is part-way between sleeping and waking, can also account for such perceptions.[12] During hypnagogia, a person can be conscious and aware of their environment, but also in a dream-like state where they can perceive images from their subconscious. People experiencing waking-sleep commonly report the sensation of lights or shadows moving around them, as well as other visual hallucinations. A feeling of dread is also a sensation that occurs when experiencing hypnagogia. Hypnagogia is sometimes known as 'the faces in the dark phenomenon' because those who experience this state commonly report seeing faces while experiencing waking-sleep. Similar hypotheses have been put forward linking this condition to a number of other apparent paranormal experiences, including alien abductions, paranormal nocturnal visitations, and religious experiences such as contact with angels or demons.
This picture, though a drawing, is a good example of a Shadow Person, which is what I had seen that early morning, thinking that my husband came home early from work.
Yes, it is a picture interpretation of a Space Nebula. But if you take that BLUE gas mass, and make it black, and remove it's surroundings, then this is what my husband basically had seen hovering over him as he laid in the bed that night, by his description and detail.
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