Leeroy Jenkins
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Whoa.
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I see (feel, smell, sense, etc.) dead people... (1 Viewer)
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jdoggydogg
Footballguy
Isn't it completely logical that a patient could drift in and out of consciousness and perceive these things with their normal sensory perceptions?
Chaka
Footballguy
I know, right?
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
When I was 9, I remember seeing an 18 wheeler being driven by a headless driver. Seriously. Now, by the time he drove by, I figured out that the shadow was so extreme, his head was completely obscured by shadows. But in those couple of early seconds, I remember being terrified. The parallel? We know that perception is subjective. We perceive a wall as a solid object, even though the subatomic properties that compose the wall are not solid.
Which is why ghosts can move through them.
hutchins929
Footballguy
Someone who has flatlined? I can't say that it's not possible, because there is no way for me to know that for sure. But, that doesn't explain someone who is in surgery with their eyes closed laying on a table, strapped down to know what these people look like while they are working on him.
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Chaka
Footballguy
If his eyes were open at any point prior to the operation while in the OR then no, it's not that surprising.
Leeroy Jenkins
Footballguy
Chaka - this question is pretty unrelated to this thread, but given your background I figured I'd ask you: When people dream (or at least when I do) there are often people in the dream whom I have never met/don't know or places that I've never been etc. How does the brain compose and create these unknowns? Especially people with all the details a person has.
Chaka
Footballguy
Dream analysis is a little bit out of my scope but my guess is that they are either people you have seen and not realized it (your brain takes in far more information than most people realize, it just filters it down) or they are composites of people you have met.Now, tell me about your mother.
Leeroy Jenkins
Footballguy
That's kind of what I thought. Really is crazy when you think about the brain and it's capabilities, both known and unknown. You're answer to the OR question (eyes open beforehand etc.) is what made me think of this. Same concept.
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
I think I mentioned this story, but it bears repeating:
I have this coworker. He's a decent, smart chap. Likable in almost every way. But he's obsessed with ghosts. I am not kidding: we were all in a meeting once, and he suddenly jumped. He was so startled. I said, "What happened?!" He said, "He just touched me." "He" is this "ghost" that my coworker has "seen" more than once. Additionally, this guy fancies himself a ghost detective. He'll visit an old house, and he'll ask the owner, "Did a child live here years ago? Did he die very young? Because I just saw him."
This is mental illness. Pure and simple.
I have this coworker. He's a decent, smart chap. Likable in almost every way. But he's obsessed with ghosts. I am not kidding: we were all in a meeting once, and he suddenly jumped. He was so startled. I said, "What happened?!" He said, "He just touched me." "He" is this "ghost" that my coworker has "seen" more than once. Additionally, this guy fancies himself a ghost detective. He'll visit an old house, and he'll ask the owner, "Did a child live here years ago? Did he die very young? Because I just saw him."
This is mental illness. Pure and simple.
RudiStein
*Not really a bail bondsman
Hoart Petterson
Footballguy
The first thing you need to do is to stop watching I Survived! Beyond and Back.
Hoart Petterson
Footballguy
Reminds me of this Christopher Walken story. He was working on a movie and they were shooting in a small town in a barn and someone told him the barn was rumored to be haunted. So the crew is setting up inside the barn and Walken goes in, doesn't say anything to anybody, just starts walking around, looking everywhere, up and down the walls for a good 10 minutes. So the crew's kind of watching him, making faces at each other and then he starts speaking loudly. "Hey! Are you here? Are you here you son of a #####? It's me, Chris! Where are you? Get out here!" This goes on for about 15 minutes, a couple of minutes of silence and staring mixed in. Finally he walks out of the barn and says to a few guys on the crew in his best Walken "the ghost is gone".So after they finish shooting or during a break some of the people working on the film are making a trip to McDonalds. Walken asks if he can go and of course the let him squeeze in the car. So they get to McD's and Walken just stops and stares at the menu on the top of the wall there for a good 5 minutes. So everyone else has ordered and is waiting for their food. Walken walks up to the register and says, "do you have any peanuts?"
Hell of a thread. 
Mr. Pickles
Footballguy
Borderline unreadable in spots.Hell of a thread.
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
This could be the single funniest thing I have ever read.Reminds me of this Christopher Walken story. He was working on a movie and they were shooting in a small town in a barn and someone told him the barn was rumored to be haunted. So the crew is setting up inside the barn and Walken goes in, doesn't say anything to anybody, just starts walking around, looking everywhere, up and down the walls for a good 10 minutes. So the crew's kind of watching him, making faces at each other and then he starts speaking loudly. "Hey! Are you here? Are you here you son of a #####? It's me, Chris! Where are you? Get out here!" This goes on for about 15 minutes, a couple of minutes of silence and staring mixed in. Finally he walks out of the barn and says to a few guys on the crew in his best Walken "the ghost is gone".So after they finish shooting or during a break some of the people working on the film are making a trip to McDonalds. Walken asks if he can go and of course the let him squeeze in the car. So they get to McD's and Walken just stops and stares at the menu on the top of the wall there for a good 5 minutes. So everyone else has ordered and is waiting for their food. Walken walks up to the register and says, "do you have any peanuts?"
Rohn Jambo
Footballguy
This could be the single funniest thing I have ever read.Reminds me of this Christopher Walken story. He was working on a movie and they were shooting in a small town in a barn and someone told him the barn was rumored to be haunted. So the crew is setting up inside the barn and Walken goes in, doesn't say anything to anybody, just starts walking around, looking everywhere, up and down the walls for a good 10 minutes. So the crew's kind of watching him, making faces at each other and then he starts speaking loudly. "Hey! Are you here? Are you here you son of a #####? It's me, Chris! Where are you? Get out here!" This goes on for about 15 minutes, a couple of minutes of silence and staring mixed in. Finally he walks out of the barn and says to a few guys on the crew in his best Walken "the ghost is gone".So after they finish shooting or during a break some of the people working on the film are making a trip to McDonalds. Walken asks if he can go and of course the let him squeeze in the car. So they get to McD's and Walken just stops and stares at the menu on the top of the wall there for a good 5 minutes. So everyone else has ordered and is waiting for their food. Walken walks up to the register and says, "do you have any peanuts?"
Walkens must be a very observant guy. He noticed McDonalds use peanuts on their sundaes.
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
Welcome to the FFA.Borderline unreadable in spots.Hell of a thread.
hutchins929
Footballguy
do you have any peanuts?"
Saw a very good episode of National Geographic's Explorer over the weekend called "The Angel Effect."
http://www.irfree.com/national-geographic-explorer-the-angel-effect-hdtv-xvid-diverge/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1b71z7icx_A
http://www.irfree.com/national-geographic-explorer-the-angel-effect-hdtv-xvid-diverge/
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1b71z7icx_A
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
jplvr
Footballguy
Bump.
I was having a dream the other night. Talking to two hot redheads, and started to kiss one. What seemed like a minute earlier, I was just thinking, "I can't get to sleep," and I was fully aware it was a dream as it was happening. Anyway, I decide to wake up as this kiss seemed far too real and it was kind of forceful. I open my eyes and the vision of my bedroom is "warped" and the strangest thing was I could see my face at the same time. I didn't feel like I was having an out of body experience, but I could almost swear I was looking at my face in real time. In my head, I could "hear" a noise which sounded like an audio tape being rewound. I couldn't move, and I immediately knew I was experiencing sleep paralysis. That has happened before, but never in a state where I was fully awake and so aware of what was going on. My vision started to get better and the small object in front of me eventually "warped" back into my armoire... everything went back to normal and I could move again in less than a minute.
I thought about this thread and thought I'd see if I could revive it. No, I don't think I saw dead people. No, I wasn't tripping on acid.
I was having a dream the other night. Talking to two hot redheads, and started to kiss one. What seemed like a minute earlier, I was just thinking, "I can't get to sleep," and I was fully aware it was a dream as it was happening. Anyway, I decide to wake up as this kiss seemed far too real and it was kind of forceful. I open my eyes and the vision of my bedroom is "warped" and the strangest thing was I could see my face at the same time. I didn't feel like I was having an out of body experience, but I could almost swear I was looking at my face in real time. In my head, I could "hear" a noise which sounded like an audio tape being rewound. I couldn't move, and I immediately knew I was experiencing sleep paralysis. That has happened before, but never in a state where I was fully awake and so aware of what was going on. My vision started to get better and the small object in front of me eventually "warped" back into my armoire... everything went back to normal and I could move again in less than a minute.
I thought about this thread and thought I'd see if I could revive it. No, I don't think I saw dead people. No, I wasn't tripping on acid.
Charlie Frown
Footballguy
What's a "armoire"?
Sarnoff
Footballguy
Leeroy Jenkins
Footballguy
This kind of thing happens to me every few months to a varying degree. It's scary, but its just sleep related.'jplvr said:
jplvr
Footballguy
Definitely. Like I think I said in the other post, this is the first time it wasn't really scary and the first I've ever remembered things so vividly.
lolerskates
Footballguy
You can actually enter a lucid dream through sleep paralysis. I used to be affected by it all the time. Aware, but unable to move.
Mrs. BSR
Footballguy
I want to see that!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
jdoggydogg
Footballguy
Hoart Petterson
Footballguy
McJose
Footballguy
Things you love to discuss but no one cares about
#4. Ghost Stories
In your mind:
You don't normally buy into the whole "supernatural" thing, but you are, without a doubt, positive that your apartment is haunted. The spirit of a long-dead human has unfinished business and is now confined to your apartment, bound by otherworldly forces, until its business can be completed and it can finally move on. This ghost, plagued by infinite torture, manifests itself by making noises while you're trying to sleep, moving your stuff around when you're not looking and other various bits of vague, spooky business.
You don't know why, but you feel responsible for this ghost, like you need to somehow help it advance to the other side. Further, you feel even more responsible to tell everyone about it. Also, you're probably a chick.
I mean no judgment, there. I'm just pointing it out, because every single person who has ever tried to convince me that their house, apartment, car or workplace was haunted has, without exception, been a woman. Just a weird thing I noticed, chicks hate ghosts.
In everyone else's mind:
Ghosts aren't real. Ghosts aren't real. Ghosts aren't real. Hey, real quick, are ghosts real? No, man, they're not.
Maybe it's me. Maybe I'm just getting older, and crankier. Maybe the fun of ghost stories is just imagining that they could be real and maybe that part of my imagination has died. Maybe I'm losing all of the magic that used to be in my heart, and that's what's keeping me from embracing the fantasy of ghost stories, of really letting go and believing in something based purely on faith. Or maybe ghosts aren't real and ghosts aren't real, and "No," because ghosts aren't real.
Every ghost story I've heard sounds almost exactly like this: "I never thought ghosts existed, but then my boyfriend and I moved to this new apartment, and at night, I swear, I heard someone walking around. But there wasn't anyone there! And in the morning, I'm pretty sure our trashcan was out of place, slightly. Anyway, we're probably going to have to move, now." Or "I was hanging out with my sister when the lights flicked off for NO REASON and I swear, I mean, I swear I felt something move through me. Like, I felt it. Boom: Ghosted." No one dies, or changes or has sex, and nothing explodes, nothing in our observable reality changes in any kind of fundamental way, and no lessons are learned. Those are bad stories, but people assume that the fact that they believe their ghost was real is enough to make up for an otherwise boring story about background noises.
It's because ghosts aren't real that ghost stories are always boring. As the listener, you know that the story you're hearing isn't actually about ghosts. Whatever sound the storyteller heard is just the house settling. It's OK that the lights flickered on and off in her house, because that's a thing that lights do, occasionally. The ghost that she felt move through her body was either a cold breeze or her own nerves, playing tricks.
When you remove the supernatural aspect, it's just a story about someone's imagination, except not the exciting parts of an imagination. If people told ghost stories just as an excuse to tell an interesting story, I'd like to think I'd be on board, because I like interesting stories. But no "real" ghost story that I've ever heard has ever been interesting; the thesis of every ghost story is "there was a ghost this one time," and never "there was a ghost that did a WICKED FLIP ON A MOTORCYCLE!"
#4. Ghost Stories
In your mind:
You don't normally buy into the whole "supernatural" thing, but you are, without a doubt, positive that your apartment is haunted. The spirit of a long-dead human has unfinished business and is now confined to your apartment, bound by otherworldly forces, until its business can be completed and it can finally move on. This ghost, plagued by infinite torture, manifests itself by making noises while you're trying to sleep, moving your stuff around when you're not looking and other various bits of vague, spooky business.
You don't know why, but you feel responsible for this ghost, like you need to somehow help it advance to the other side. Further, you feel even more responsible to tell everyone about it. Also, you're probably a chick.
I mean no judgment, there. I'm just pointing it out, because every single person who has ever tried to convince me that their house, apartment, car or workplace was haunted has, without exception, been a woman. Just a weird thing I noticed, chicks hate ghosts.
In everyone else's mind:
Ghosts aren't real. Ghosts aren't real. Ghosts aren't real. Hey, real quick, are ghosts real? No, man, they're not.
Maybe it's me. Maybe I'm just getting older, and crankier. Maybe the fun of ghost stories is just imagining that they could be real and maybe that part of my imagination has died. Maybe I'm losing all of the magic that used to be in my heart, and that's what's keeping me from embracing the fantasy of ghost stories, of really letting go and believing in something based purely on faith. Or maybe ghosts aren't real and ghosts aren't real, and "No," because ghosts aren't real.
Every ghost story I've heard sounds almost exactly like this: "I never thought ghosts existed, but then my boyfriend and I moved to this new apartment, and at night, I swear, I heard someone walking around. But there wasn't anyone there! And in the morning, I'm pretty sure our trashcan was out of place, slightly. Anyway, we're probably going to have to move, now." Or "I was hanging out with my sister when the lights flicked off for NO REASON and I swear, I mean, I swear I felt something move through me. Like, I felt it. Boom: Ghosted." No one dies, or changes or has sex, and nothing explodes, nothing in our observable reality changes in any kind of fundamental way, and no lessons are learned. Those are bad stories, but people assume that the fact that they believe their ghost was real is enough to make up for an otherwise boring story about background noises.
It's because ghosts aren't real that ghost stories are always boring. As the listener, you know that the story you're hearing isn't actually about ghosts. Whatever sound the storyteller heard is just the house settling. It's OK that the lights flickered on and off in her house, because that's a thing that lights do, occasionally. The ghost that she felt move through her body was either a cold breeze or her own nerves, playing tricks.
When you remove the supernatural aspect, it's just a story about someone's imagination, except not the exciting parts of an imagination. If people told ghost stories just as an excuse to tell an interesting story, I'd like to think I'd be on board, because I like interesting stories. But no "real" ghost story that I've ever heard has ever been interesting; the thesis of every ghost story is "there was a ghost this one time," and never "there was a ghost that did a WICKED FLIP ON A MOTORCYCLE!"
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PRAE
Footballguy
Ok...so about 6 years ago my wife (gf at the time) and I were sleeping in a bedroom in my grandma and grandpa's basement. Certain members of my family have always been "creeped out" by this room. Anyway, I was sleeping on my stomach and all of the sudden (about 3am) I started to wake up because I felt something on my back. It ended up being a very old picture of my grandmas grandparents that had been hanging on the wall next to the bed. The odd part is that it was FLAT on my back...I don't see any way it could fall off the wall and land like it did. It would actually be very hard for me to purposely place the picture on my back like that while sleeping under covers on my stomach. I thought it was odd/creepy but then just forgot about it. A few days ago I was talking to my sister and she said the exact same thing happened to her while her and her boyfriend were sleeping in the same room. The odd part about her experience is that the bed wasn't even pushed up against the wall (like it was in my case)...She just woke up in the middle of the night to find the picture on her...
On a side-note, I am positive my grandpa or grandma didn't place the picture on us as a joke.
Any of you ghostguys have any thoughts?
On a side-note, I am positive my grandpa or grandma didn't place the picture on us as a joke.
Any of you ghostguys have any thoughts?
Hoart Petterson
Footballguy
Sounds like a picture fell off the wall.
Rohn Jambo
Footballguy
I am not a "ghost guy" as I only have ability to communication with other kinds of beings.Anyway, were you and gf doing anything in that room that your grandma's grandparents didn't want to see?'PRAE said:
PRAE
Footballguy
nope...And I get that the logical answer is "it just fell off the wall"...but I just don't see it falling and landing like it did as being possible. Especially when it happened to my sister and the bed was 3'-4' away from the wall.
Sconch
Footballguy
Steve Tasker
Footballguy
Bump. I wasn't sure where to put this.
A little over two years ago (a few months after my initial posts in this thread about my experiences), I moved into a 130 year-old apartment with my girlfriend. I'd hoped that I'd experience something weird, something paranormal, but up until this weekend had never had anything happen. Kinda boring.
This past Friday night, I woke up in the middle of the night unexpectedly, seemingly completely awake right out of a deep sleep. There was a woman at the foot of our bed, looking away from me and out the window across the room. Our room is approx. 20' by 10', our bed is against one wall with the windows across the 20' part. The woman had reddish-brown hair, shoulder-length or so. She was wearing either a dress or a skirt/blouse. I didn't get a look at her face.
I felt myself sitting up in bed as she walked away. She walked diagonally across the room and seemingly through my dresser, where she disappeared. As she disappeared, I became aware of an immense fear and sorta shook the bed as I clutched for the blankets, which woke my GF. The woman was gone.
The experience was unlike anything I can really remember before. Unlike my sleep paralysis incidents in the past, I was actually able to make out a human form. It was probably just some sort of waking dream; I felt like I was wide awake despite just having woken up. Either way, I'm interested to see if I experience anything like this again, or if it was a random one-time thing.
A little over two years ago (a few months after my initial posts in this thread about my experiences), I moved into a 130 year-old apartment with my girlfriend. I'd hoped that I'd experience something weird, something paranormal, but up until this weekend had never had anything happen. Kinda boring.
This past Friday night, I woke up in the middle of the night unexpectedly, seemingly completely awake right out of a deep sleep. There was a woman at the foot of our bed, looking away from me and out the window across the room. Our room is approx. 20' by 10', our bed is against one wall with the windows across the 20' part. The woman had reddish-brown hair, shoulder-length or so. She was wearing either a dress or a skirt/blouse. I didn't get a look at her face.
I felt myself sitting up in bed as she walked away. She walked diagonally across the room and seemingly through my dresser, where she disappeared. As she disappeared, I became aware of an immense fear and sorta shook the bed as I clutched for the blankets, which woke my GF. The woman was gone.
The experience was unlike anything I can really remember before. Unlike my sleep paralysis incidents in the past, I was actually able to make out a human form. It was probably just some sort of waking dream; I felt like I was wide awake despite just having woken up. Either way, I'm interested to see if I experience anything like this again, or if it was a random one-time thing.
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PatsWillWin
Footballguy
Love this thread. 
Billy Bats
Footballguy
Interesting story/experience. On your bolded statement though, I'm the exact opposite. Boring is what I've wanted since I was in college...and thankfully since I started this thread, I haven't had any more unusual experiences in our home. I can still "feel" a few presences here...but they know to stay hidden/quiet, as I've asked them to either respect my wishes (for them to stay hidden/quiet) or they need to leave. My house, my rules.
I did have an unusual experience out on our local disc golf course that I cannot explain though. Over the past eight months, I've been working to expand our course with eight new wooded holes along our River. The past month in particular, we've been clearing an area "in the trees" of 50-60 years of flood debris and items that were dumped there by the former land owner and the golf course next door.Every afternoon I go out there to work, I "feel" a presence out there...and I get the very strong sensation of it being a mid/late Fall afternoon. It's difficult to explain, but when you're back there, it's mid-October. I brought another volunteer back there to work with me, and they've said the exact same thing. The position of the Sun, the smells, the sounds. It's "wrong" for the middle of July and early August. At any rate, last Thursday this person was with me as we were about to enter the woods for another afternoon volunteer shift. Only I joked with the person that "maybe today will be the day I/we figure out what is going on back there...and who is either messing with us or trying to communicate with us." FWIW, this person absolutely does not believe in ghosts or the supernatural.
Not 2-3 seconds after my comment, on a day without any wind, all of the sudden a section of corn adjacent to the woods about 40-50 feet away from us started moving violently in a counter-clockwise spin. Maybe 20 corn plants (4x5 section), acting like a microscopic tornado was directly overhead or something. 2-3 seconds after they started moving violently, they were still (as everything around them was still on a hot Summer day with no wind). There were no animals out there, and we were the only people within probably 400-500 yards. It did kind of make me take pause though...the timing/coincidence of it all.
Something is out there...I'm convinced of it! As to what though, I have no idea.
Uwe Blab
Footballguy
Love this thread as well, but this reeks of dust devil to me. No wind, hot.....probably pretty clear skies, right?Interesting story/experience. On your bolded statement though, I'm the exact opposite. Boring is what I've wanted since I was in college...and thankfully since I started this thread, I haven't had any more unusual experiences in our home. I can still "feel" a few presences here...but they know to stay hidden/quiet, as I've asked them to either respect my wishes (for them to stay hidden/quiet) or they need to leave. My house, my rules.
Every afternoon I go out there to work, I "feel" a presence out there...and I get the very strong sensation of it being a mid/late Fall afternoon. It's difficult to explain, but when you're back there, it's mid-October. I brought another volunteer back there to work with me, and they've said the exact same thing. The position of the Sun, the smells, the sounds. It's "wrong" for the middle of July and early August. At any rate, last Thursday this person was with me as we were about to enter the woods for another afternoon volunteer shift. Only I joked with the person that "maybe today will be the day I/we figure out what is going on back there...and who is either messing with us or trying to communicate with us." FWIW, this person absolutely does not believe in ghosts or the supernatural.
Not 2-3 seconds after my comment, on a day without any wind, all of the sudden a section of corn adjacent to the woods about 40-50 feet away from us started moving violently in a counter-clockwise spin. Maybe 20 corn plants (4x5 section), acting like a microscopic tornado was directly overhead or something. 2-3 seconds after they started moving violently, they were still (as everything around them was still on a hot Summer day with no wind). There were no animals out there, and we were the only people within probably 400-500 yards. It did kind of make me take pause though...the timing/coincidence of it all.
Something is out there...I'm convinced of it! As to what though, I have no idea.
That's of course the first thought I had as well. The strange thing though is that it was such a localized area/section of plants...and it didn't come along from another area. Absolutely zero wind, 98-99 degrees, then violent shaking of the corn plants/stalks for a few seconds, then completely still. Nothing around it moved...before or after. Whereas most dust devils I've seen seem to act like mini-tornadoes. They blow-up dust and shake things around while moving in a line. This wasn't a line. This was 20 stalks (with nothing moving in any direction around them). Lots of corn around it to shake, along with weeds and tree branches a few feet over. But nothing else moved an inch. That's what struck me as being so odd...particularly for how violently those plants were moving (being bent over 2+ feet and spinning).Ockham's Razor!Love this thread as well, but this reeks of dust devil to me. No wind, hot.....probably pretty clear skies, right?Interesting story/experience. On your bolded statement though, I'm the exact opposite. Boring is what I've wanted since I was in college...and thankfully since I started this thread, I haven't had any more unusual experiences in our home. I can still "feel" a few presences here...but they know to stay hidden/quiet, as I've asked them to either respect my wishes (for them to stay hidden/quiet) or they need to leave. My house, my rules.
Every afternoon I go out there to work, I "feel" a presence out there...and I get the very strong sensation of it being a mid/late Fall afternoon. It's difficult to explain, but when you're back there, it's mid-October. I brought another volunteer back there to work with me, and they've said the exact same thing. The position of the Sun, the smells, the sounds. It's "wrong" for the middle of July and early August. At any rate, last Thursday this person was with me as we were about to enter the woods for another afternoon volunteer shift. Only I joked with the person that "maybe today will be the day I/we figure out what is going on back there...and who is either messing with us or trying to communicate with us." FWIW, this person absolutely does not believe in ghosts or the supernatural.
Not 2-3 seconds after my comment, on a day without any wind, all of the sudden a section of corn adjacent to the woods about 40-50 feet away from us started moving violently in a counter-clockwise spin. Maybe 20 corn plants (4x5 section), acting like a microscopic tornado was directly overhead or something. 2-3 seconds after they started moving violently, they were still (as everything around them was still on a hot Summer day with no wind). There were no animals out there, and we were the only people within probably 400-500 yards. It did kind of make me take pause though...the timing/coincidence of it all.
Something is out there...I'm convinced of it! As to what though, I have no idea.
I've seen dust devils lots of times though...and if this was a dust devil, it was like no one I have ever seen before. And I was looking right at the area in question when it started...it wasn't a situation where I caught something out of the corner of my eye.
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The Kerminator
Footballguy
If you build it, he will come.Interesting story/experience. On your bolded statement though, I'm the exact opposite. Boring is what I've wanted since I was in college...and thankfully since I started this thread, I haven't had any more unusual experiences in our home. I can still "feel" a few presences here...but they know to stay hidden/quiet, as I've asked them to either respect my wishes (for them to stay hidden/quiet) or they need to leave. My house, my rules.
Every afternoon I go out there to work, I "feel" a presence out there...and I get the very strong sensation of it being a mid/late Fall afternoon. It's difficult to explain, but when you're back there, it's mid-October. I brought another volunteer back there to work with me, and they've said the exact same thing. The position of the Sun, the smells, the sounds. It's "wrong" for the middle of July and early August. At any rate, last Thursday this person was with me as we were about to enter the woods for another afternoon volunteer shift. Only I joked with the person that "maybe today will be the day I/we figure out what is going on back there...and who is either messing with us or trying to communicate with us." FWIW, this person absolutely does not believe in ghosts or the supernatural.
Not 2-3 seconds after my comment, on a day without any wind, all of the sudden a section of corn adjacent to the woods about 40-50 feet away from us started moving violently in a counter-clockwise spin. Maybe 20 corn plants (4x5 section), acting like a microscopic tornado was directly overhead or something. 2-3 seconds after they started moving violently, they were still (as everything around them was still on a hot Summer day with no wind). There were no animals out there, and we were the only people within probably 400-500 yards. It did kind of make me take pause though...the timing/coincidence of it all.
Something is out there...I'm convinced of it! As to what though, I have no idea.
Here's a photo of the hole in question: Hole 10. I joke that the old pedestrian bridge footing on that hole (you see it through that cluster of trees) will be my tombstone if I have to work in there too much longer (six years to get the course where it is today, and eight straight months of hard work on getting these eight new holes playable).
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The Kerminator
Footballguy
That's no bridge footing . . . that's where the sleestacks live. Could explain a lot.
Chaos Commish
Footballguy
I woke in sheer terror last night. I was sleeping a little restlessly, which is normal for me. Sometimes I don't even sleep. It's 3:30 am as I type this. So actually the scary stuff happened two nights ago. I just haven't slept tonight. Like I said I was sleeping but a little restlessly. Then something happened I have never experienced before, and believe me I shot out of bed like rocket ship. I woke up because I could feel what I can best describe as a warm flat piece of moist wood slip between my butt cheeks and sort of bounce around a little. As it happened I felt the sheets move and heard a tapping noise. Whoa, something was messing with my ### in the middle of the night! So like I said, I flat bolted right out of bed. I even took a wild swing in the dark at whatever was there. Nothing was there though. Just me and this familiar stench. Damn fart.
