Supernatural

SweetChildofMine wrote:

Its all bullshit .... anything mystical or unexplainable ... has no meaning anymore... all worthless fodder. Same goes with things like Love, Peace and Understanding. Hokey Crap... also is bullshit and has no meaning anymore. People? People are bullshit...all worthless fodder also there is no meaning anymore for them too. Nature? Nature is shit also dirty and polluted. Politics? Meaningless too, nobody cares. World is full of jerks even the one who try to preach it. Nasty cursed place. Any kind of movement of synchronization with your environment explainable or unexplainable is shit. That's how I feel about this world and its inhabitants.

chadwick wrote:

Thirty Bills Unpaid wrote:

Godfather's post has prompted me to contribute my story:

Back in university (around 1992), I awoke one night hearing suppressed giggling from both sides of my bed. Then, it was as if an electric switch was turned on and my bed became energized buzzing beneath me.

Within seconds of this happening (I'm getting chills as I write this), the four corners of my comforter were pulled hard and downward- sucking me into my mattress.

I was panic-stricken- this was fucking intense. I tried to call out and resist, but the comforter was pulled too tight for me to do anything.

About 4-5 seconds later, I pushed up off my bed and the comforter- light as a feather- flew off me. I also yelled as I became free of my confinement. It was a strange, surreal yell- one I had never heard come from my body before (there was definitely a good dose of intense fear influencing the nature of my 'gasp'). The tiny voices I had heard faded away and I kneeled on my bed sitting there going, "Holy Fuck. What the Hell?"

I was reading Helter Skelter at the time which may have had my imagination running wild; however, the 'experience' I had was very physical- this was no dream.

that's badass

brianlux wrote:

Jeanwah wrote:

It's hard to be cynical when you know how good you have it. And we all have it good, cause we're all alive. Take it from someone who nearly lost their life. For a couple weeks before I was in a near-fatal accident, I couldn't shake the feeling that I needed to write my will.

Whew- Jeanwah... brave words.

It ain't all good... but what's good... it's good. Good to be here.

Shawshank wrote:

I've had a couple of things, but I'll start with the one here that has at least some sort of physical manifestation as well. I've posted this before a couple years back. As some on here know, I'm a big history geek. I love U.S. Civil War history more than anything else.

Anyway, my wife and I decided to take a trip to Gettysburg back in Feb. 2004. I had always wanted to go there, mostly for the history, but also for the experiences so many people have reported. It's quite possibly one of the most haunted places in the world. Anyway, you do get a sense of something there, and I just can't quite describe it. It's just powerful. It's weird though, because it doesn't feel like it's just because a big battle was fought there. I mean the place is just electric. They say that going back hundreds of years before the area was even settled by Europeans there was a huge Indian battle as well in that area.

So we had been touring around quite a bit on our own. My wife spent most of the time just relaxing, while I would go to areas of the battlefield that corresponded with a book I was reading. It was awesome to be reading the descriptions of the events written by the people who experienced them first hand, and actually see the same layout of the land they were describing, right down to the rocks and other features. At one point I was by Seminary Ridge and heard the distinct sound of a large caliber gun. Now, I have lived most of my live near Ft. Hood, TX and they are always doing maneuvers and firing the big guns that rattle the house windows. That's exactly what this sounded like. It wasn't a train, or machinery, it was a large gun that sounded deep and powerful. I looked around, and heard it again, along with what sounded like sporadic small arms fire. It was so odd, but I kind of just dismissed it. Then I started reading where others had heard the exact same thing, and there are theories it could be residual sounds from the battle. Crazy stuff.

Guns were nothing though. We decided to go out on the battlefield at night. So we ate dinner and went out and took our camera. I had heard of people capturing orbs in pictures, and we were just going to goof around and take some pics to see if we could pick anything up. So my wife and I are out, the moon was full, it was pretty breezy and the few clouds scattered through the sky were moving fast. We were by the High Water Mark, the furthest most breach of the Union line that the Confederates made during Longstreet's (Picket's) Charge. Suddenly the winds were still, and I started to just take some random pics. I felt like a fool honestly. So I took a couple more quick ones, and my wife and I were getting ready to move to another area of the park. I took another pic, and there was nothing. I immediately took one more and when the flash went off, it looked like something shot across from left to right directly in front of me. I looked at my view finder and my jaw just dropped...............


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Needless to say, I was gone. I started booking to the car, and my wife is like "wait, what's wrong?", and I was just like, we have to go NOW!!!! I basically left her behind, which she has never let me live down since then.

You can see in the picture "something" appears to almost fly down in front of the camera as the pic is taken, and it has what appears to be a face turned towards the camera. I mean, you can almost make out wings on it, it's like it is flying down with it's head turned towards the camera. You can see what appear to be eyes, almost like what people picture and alien's eyes to look like. Definitely one of the scariest things ever, but I almost feel pissed at myself for letting the opportunity get away. I wish I would have stayed and taken other pics. But man, I just didn't think of anything except getting out of there as fast as I could.