Paranormal Experiences?
07-07-2005, 09:40 AM
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Got this idea after some stupid private had a negligent discharge with a .50cal and almost blew my head off 
. Then claimed that he didn't do it. Figured, ****, it must have been a ghost
Couple of my experiences.
Years ago, I think it was in '89 my grandfather and a couple of my Uncle's were killed in a freak mid-air collision with another aircraft, in my grandpa's private plane. Radar coverage over the area showed my grandfathers plane to be the only one in the area at that time. Even worse, wreckage from another aircraft was never found, only paint chips from a blue aircraft (grandpa's was yellow) and obvious signs of a collision. A few days later, we drove out to my mom's hometown for the funeral. We were at my grandma's house before the funeral getting ready and I walked into the study cause I thought I heard my Grandpa call for me. Sure enough, I walked in and saw my Grandpa standing there, smiling at me, dressed in his old Army aircrew uniform that he wore while he was a pilot in WWII. Anyways, I remember saying something along the lines of "hi" then walking off. It didnt occur to me till during the funeral, when i walked past his closed casket, that I couldnt have seen him......he was supposed to be dead.
Another time, this was probably about the time I was 14 years old, my parents were out of town on vacation. I was home alone and decided to have a friend over. So I had a friend over, we were hanging out, and I had just put a movie in, when I heard a cuboard slam shut in the kitchen. I was like "wtf, I know no one else is here." So I walked into the kitchen, and a cuboard that I had forgotten to close after making some pizza was closed somehow. I disregarded it and said whatever. We watched the movie and then decided to go rack out. We went down in the basement, where there is a pull-out couch and not much else. Just a pool-table and laundry room. In the middle of the night, me and my buddy are awakened by the washing machine's timer going off. It then goes off, and I hear the distinctive sound of pool ***** hitting each other, going in the pockets, and bouncing off the bumpers. Upstairs I'm also hearing more cuboards opening and shutting. At this time we are completely terrified, there is no explanation for this ****. I sprinted to the light switch (it was completely dark) about 5 ft and flip it on. When I did this the sounds of cuboards stop, the timer stops sounding. I then looked at the pool table, nothing was out of place except for the *****, they are usually nicely racked. Not these, they were all over the table and 1-2 of them were still rolling.
Freaky ****.
Couple of my experiences.
Years ago, I think it was in '89 my grandfather and a couple of my Uncle's were killed in a freak mid-air collision with another aircraft, in my grandpa's private plane. Radar coverage over the area showed my grandfathers plane to be the only one in the area at that time. Even worse, wreckage from another aircraft was never found, only paint chips from a blue aircraft (grandpa's was yellow) and obvious signs of a collision. A few days later, we drove out to my mom's hometown for the funeral. We were at my grandma's house before the funeral getting ready and I walked into the study cause I thought I heard my Grandpa call for me. Sure enough, I walked in and saw my Grandpa standing there, smiling at me, dressed in his old Army aircrew uniform that he wore while he was a pilot in WWII. Anyways, I remember saying something along the lines of "hi" then walking off. It didnt occur to me till during the funeral, when i walked past his closed casket, that I couldnt have seen him......he was supposed to be dead.
Another time, this was probably about the time I was 14 years old, my parents were out of town on vacation. I was home alone and decided to have a friend over. So I had a friend over, we were hanging out, and I had just put a movie in, when I heard a cuboard slam shut in the kitchen. I was like "wtf, I know no one else is here." So I walked into the kitchen, and a cuboard that I had forgotten to close after making some pizza was closed somehow. I disregarded it and said whatever. We watched the movie and then decided to go rack out. We went down in the basement, where there is a pull-out couch and not much else. Just a pool-table and laundry room. In the middle of the night, me and my buddy are awakened by the washing machine's timer going off. It then goes off, and I hear the distinctive sound of pool ***** hitting each other, going in the pockets, and bouncing off the bumpers. Upstairs I'm also hearing more cuboards opening and shutting. At this time we are completely terrified, there is no explanation for this ****. I sprinted to the light switch (it was completely dark) about 5 ft and flip it on. When I did this the sounds of cuboards stop, the timer stops sounding. I then looked at the pool table, nothing was out of place except for the *****, they are usually nicely racked. Not these, they were all over the table and 1-2 of them were still rolling.
Freaky ****.
07-07-2005, 09:51 AM
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I used to walk in the woods behind my house, we had several thousand acres (not all ours, but uninhabited) and we used to look for arrowheads in this one specific spot. I usually walked alone for miles. On my way back from the arrowhead spot, AN INDIAN walked across the path. AN INDIAN. I kinda gasped in shock of course, and he turned his head to me. His eyes were solid black and crying. He said something not in english and ran off. I looked forward and walked on quickly...never went in that area again. He wasnt translucent like they make ghosts out to be, he looked as real as I did. He ran through some thick brush, but none of the limbs/folliage moved as he ran through it. My hometown used to be a railroad boom town around 1880 and they kicked a bunch of indians living there out of the limits of their new city then blamed them for lots of livestock disappearence, killing some and leaving the others for winter. Harsh.
07-07-2005, 10:56 AM
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[quote name='sweet7' date='Jul 7 2005, 06:40 AM']Got this idea after some stupid private had a negligent discharge with a .50cal and almost blew my head off . Then claimed that he didn't do it. Figured, ****, it must have been a ghost
Couple of my experiences.
Years ago, I think it was in '89 my grandfather and a couple of my Uncle's were killed in a freak mid-air collision with another aircraft, in my grandpa's private plane. Radar coverage over the area showed my grandfathers plane to be the only one in the area at that time. Even worse, wreckage from another aircraft was never found, only paint chips from a blue aircraft (grandpa's was yellow) and obvious signs of a collision. A few days later, we drove out to my mom's hometown for the funeral. We were at my grandma's house before the funeral getting ready and I walked into the study cause I thought I heard my Grandpa call for me. Sure enough, I walked in and saw my Grandpa standing there, smiling at me, dressed in his old Army aircrew uniform that he wore while he was a pilot in WWII. Anyways, I remember saying something along the lines of "hi" then walking off. It didnt occur to me till during the funeral, when i walked past his closed casket, that I couldnt have seen him......he was supposed to be dead.
Another time, this was probably about the time I was 14 years old, my parents were out of town on vacation. I was home alone and decided to have a friend over. So I had a friend over, we were hanging out, and I had just put a movie in, when I heard a cuboard slam shut in the kitchen. I was like "wtf, I know no one else is here." So I walked into the kitchen, and a cuboard that I had forgotten to close after making some pizza was closed somehow. I disregarded it and said whatever. We watched the movie and then decided to go rack out. We went down in the basement, where there is a pull-out couch and not much else. Just a pool-table and laundry room. In the middle of the night, me and my buddy are awakened by the washing machine's timer going off. It then goes off, and I hear the distinctive sound of pool ***** hitting each other, going in the pockets, and bouncing off the bumpers. Upstairs I'm also hearing more cuboards opening and shutting. At this time we are completely terrified, there is no explanation for this ****. I sprinted to the light switch (it was completely dark) about 5 ft and flip it on. When I did this the sounds of cuboards stop, the timer stops sounding. I then looked at the pool table, nothing was out of place except for the *****, they are usually nicely racked. Not these, they were all over the table and 1-2 of them were still rolling.
Freaky ****.
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Wow that would be cool to experience wierd stuff like that.
In my house i was with my little brother watching space ghost coast to coast. It was a hot summer day so were laying on the floor with our shirts off, watching the tv. We heard a noise in the kitchen, plates and cups were falling off the sink area. SO we roll over and look into the kitchen. We see a fat lil circular shadow. SO we begin to yell at this ball, since we assumed it was our cat. "Judy what are you doing , blah blah blah..." Next thing we hear a slow yawn. Its my cat on the sofa next to us. We just woke her up from her nap. We look back into the kitchen and this dark ball is still there so we freak out. We went into the kitchen when the ball disappeared and a coupple of plates were broken and a few cops but no signs of anything. The windows in teh kitche were open but had those gates and the mosquito thing so nothing could of come thru.
That was weird
Couple of my experiences.
Years ago, I think it was in '89 my grandfather and a couple of my Uncle's were killed in a freak mid-air collision with another aircraft, in my grandpa's private plane. Radar coverage over the area showed my grandfathers plane to be the only one in the area at that time. Even worse, wreckage from another aircraft was never found, only paint chips from a blue aircraft (grandpa's was yellow) and obvious signs of a collision. A few days later, we drove out to my mom's hometown for the funeral. We were at my grandma's house before the funeral getting ready and I walked into the study cause I thought I heard my Grandpa call for me. Sure enough, I walked in and saw my Grandpa standing there, smiling at me, dressed in his old Army aircrew uniform that he wore while he was a pilot in WWII. Anyways, I remember saying something along the lines of "hi" then walking off. It didnt occur to me till during the funeral, when i walked past his closed casket, that I couldnt have seen him......he was supposed to be dead.
Another time, this was probably about the time I was 14 years old, my parents were out of town on vacation. I was home alone and decided to have a friend over. So I had a friend over, we were hanging out, and I had just put a movie in, when I heard a cuboard slam shut in the kitchen. I was like "wtf, I know no one else is here." So I walked into the kitchen, and a cuboard that I had forgotten to close after making some pizza was closed somehow. I disregarded it and said whatever. We watched the movie and then decided to go rack out. We went down in the basement, where there is a pull-out couch and not much else. Just a pool-table and laundry room. In the middle of the night, me and my buddy are awakened by the washing machine's timer going off. It then goes off, and I hear the distinctive sound of pool ***** hitting each other, going in the pockets, and bouncing off the bumpers. Upstairs I'm also hearing more cuboards opening and shutting. At this time we are completely terrified, there is no explanation for this ****. I sprinted to the light switch (it was completely dark) about 5 ft and flip it on. When I did this the sounds of cuboards stop, the timer stops sounding. I then looked at the pool table, nothing was out of place except for the *****, they are usually nicely racked. Not these, they were all over the table and 1-2 of them were still rolling.
Freaky ****.
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Wow that would be cool to experience wierd stuff like that.
In my house i was with my little brother watching space ghost coast to coast. It was a hot summer day so were laying on the floor with our shirts off, watching the tv. We heard a noise in the kitchen, plates and cups were falling off the sink area. SO we roll over and look into the kitchen. We see a fat lil circular shadow. SO we begin to yell at this ball, since we assumed it was our cat. "Judy what are you doing , blah blah blah..." Next thing we hear a slow yawn. Its my cat on the sofa next to us. We just woke her up from her nap. We look back into the kitchen and this dark ball is still there so we freak out. We went into the kitchen when the ball disappeared and a coupple of plates were broken and a few cops but no signs of anything. The windows in teh kitche were open but had those gates and the mosquito thing so nothing could of come thru.
That was weird
07-07-2005, 11:14 AM
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In Orlando staying at a condo one night when I was a teen, playing basketball on the court they had there with some other kids. I was standing on the sideline, it was night. I saw a light moving quickly across the sky. Hard to explain, but if you see a light from a plane, if it's moving at a certain speed you assume it's close enough to hear. Well it looked very far away, I could not hear it, and it was moving very quickly (just like a plane would if it were within a few miles away). I thought I blinked or something, but it was gone. There was one cloud in the sky, on the opposite side of the sky, and nothing to obstruct my view. I didn't think much of it, but all I said out loud was "woah." Then the other kid standing there says "YOU SAW THAT TOO??" We talked about it for a second, but that's it.
07-07-2005, 02:23 PM
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I think there's more to what we know than meets the eye (so to speak) - it wouldn't surprise me to find out there's something else on some sort of supernatural level. What interests me is whether we will ever understand it like we do things like physics etc. - that and our subconscious.
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07-07-2005, 10:03 PM
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i know this is off topics but has anyone read that book Hyperspace or The great beyond its all about superstring theory and this type of physics really blows my mind. ONly **** i can read for 3 hours straight..
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07-07-2005, 11:37 PM
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Not really supernatural, but I am training myself to focus on different parts of my body to do stuff like slow down my heart rate, or to make myself not feel pain.
I can already pull my focus away from pain in my extemities (hands, forearms, feet) I guess pain varies by location. I can also make myself not feel minor headaches, and dull moderate ones.
I am getting pretty good at controlling focus too. Like, I can be driving down the road and make myself stop thinking about anything but necessary stuff (the road). I will get from one place to the next and not remember anything about the drive. 3 hour drives seem to pass in 5 minutes.
Its great, I hope to develop it pretty far.
I can already pull my focus away from pain in my extemities (hands, forearms, feet) I guess pain varies by location. I can also make myself not feel minor headaches, and dull moderate ones.
I am getting pretty good at controlling focus too. Like, I can be driving down the road and make myself stop thinking about anything but necessary stuff (the road). I will get from one place to the next and not remember anything about the drive. 3 hour drives seem to pass in 5 minutes.
Its great, I hope to develop it pretty far.
07-08-2005, 12:45 AM
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there is a place outside of my home town that was a mining comunity in the 50's. This town had a local hotel that catered to the minors. Kind of like a month by month commuity renatal place to get showred and feed. After the mining boom died in the area the owner of the place lost all his buisness like many others that catered to the minors and on the vege of going bankrupt he decided to torch the three story home while he and his family were still in it. The bank took over the property and the woods behind it and has never been able to sell it becouse of what happened. When I was sixteen a couple of friends of mine all went on our typical three day mud running and camping trip we decided t go in the national forest around this area. We ended up follow a river one night just to see where it lead and ended up on the property of the old hotel the freaky thing is our flash lights would shine to the bottom of the river and as soon as we crossed the property line they would reflect off the water in to the air. There were also no animals in the woods on the property not even a fricken cricket chirp. It wasent untill we returned that we found out what happened.
Not to be freaked out by something that can not be real the next weekend we took our trucks down the main path that led to the place (in the middle of the day) It was clear going in like a old road with alittle over groath ( acar could of made it) but tryng to come back out there were all kinds of fallen trees in our path we never heard fall. It made it a huge pain in the *** to make it out. It was a good thing we all had lifted trucks. That plae still gives me the ceeps so we all decided to leave well enough alone.
Not to be freaked out by something that can not be real the next weekend we took our trucks down the main path that led to the place (in the middle of the day) It was clear going in like a old road with alittle over groath ( acar could of made it) but tryng to come back out there were all kinds of fallen trees in our path we never heard fall. It made it a huge pain in the *** to make it out. It was a good thing we all had lifted trucks. That plae still gives me the ceeps so we all decided to leave well enough alone.