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Post by scotsnomad on Feb 26, 2014 15:11:57 GMT -6
As this is my first ever post I guess I should start by saying 'Hi' to everyone.
A few years ago I was working as an expat contracts manager in Vietnam for a German multi-national engineering company on a multi-billion dollar power station project, however, having become completely disillusioned and disgusted by the behaviour of my company and our client on that project in the wake of a fatal accident on the site, myself and one of my close friends decided that we would leave the construction industry behind and instead open a bar together somewhere in Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) when our assignments were completed.
After completing our assignments we set about investigating the process and looking around for suitable premises (as well as taking a bit of a well-earned breather!), however after spending most of the first month or so just lazing around a swimming pool and twiddling my thumbs I decided that I would use some of the spare time that I found on my hands seeing if I could write a book.
Having spent most of the previous twelve years working on various power projects throughout the world, and with the experiences of the Vietnam project fresh in my mind, I felt that I had at least a basic skeleton for a story, and I certainly had no shortage of bizarre characters around me both at work and in my personal life in Vietnam to fill a book ten times over, but the one thing that was missing was a 'big ending'.
As I idled my way along with that project - which was always supposed to be little more than a time filling hobby - I began to notice more and more 'coincidences', both in my day-to-day life and in my reflections on my past. At first I just put that down to the fact that I was thinking about 'everything' more than I ever had done before and the fact that I was paying far more attention to what was going on around me than I ever had before, but it didn't take me very long to realise that the 'coincidences' that I was noticing seemed to go WAY beyond anything that could be dismissed so easily - And I say that as a previously 'devote agnostic' with no religious faith, a healthy skepticism of all things psychic, and what most people would describe as a 'gifted' scientific/mathematical/logical brain with a high IQ!
As the days went on I noticed that rather than diminishing, as I had expected them to once I had decided to set my logical brain on the lookout for an explanation for those coincidences, the coincidences seemed to get more and more frequent AND more and more bizarre and extreme. As someone who had studied ‘Probability and Statistical Significance Testing’ as part of my tertiary education I struggled more each day to find any kind of logical explanation for the events which I was experiencing almost constantly with my own eyes and my own ears.
Within weeks I had reached the stage where what had started as a curious observation began to worry me quite a bit - Could I possibly be heading down the same road John Nash (The guy played by Russell Crowe in 'A Beautiful Mind')? I wasn’t sure, but it was certainly beginning to feel that way! I longed for the strange phenomena to go away and let me get my focus back on opening the bar, but rather than going away, it continued to get escalate, crossing over from the bizarrely improbable to the downright impossible!
I couldn't begin to list the number of bizarrely improbable things that happened here, but I will give you a taste of one (of the many) impossible things that happened to me:
At that time I was preparing to pack up my belongings from my 'company provided' house, as I intended to head back to my home in Scotland for a holiday before returning to Vietnam to pursue the bar idea. One morning I was packing away the CDs from my living room (about two or three hundred or so of them), but rather than just packing them into a box as I would normally do when moving house, I had decided to take time to organise and pack them properly for once. I was taking my time and listening to music whilst deciding how best to organise that part of my CD collection - there were at least another hundred CDs around various parts of my three bedroom, three storey house, but I planned to collect them together later and fit them in to their appropriate places once I had decided how best to organise the ones from the living room.
Anyway, before starting on what I expected to be a fairly easy, relaxing and enjoyable task, I decided to make myself a cup of coffee, however I noticed that I had run out of milk, which meant that I had to nip along to my local shop to buy some more. The shop was only a hundred yards or so from my house so I was gone for only a few minutes, but when I returned I found that all of the CDs from every room of my house had been gathered together in my livingroom and laid out in a perfectly formed, stunningly geometrical pattern on my floor!
The pattern was a six armed spiral shape. The curve of each arm was identical, even though formed out of square boxes which over lapped each other, and each arm of the spiral was perfectly equidistant from its neighbours, however what was particularly striking and impressive was the fact that each arm was also colour coded - one red, one yellow, one green, one blue, one black and one white, with each of those arms looking like a single-coloured spectrum, with the darkest shaded CD covers to the centre of the spiral gradually fading out to the lighter shaded covers at the tips of the arms!
The pattern was stunning - so intricate and yet so imposing, so mathematical and yet so beautiful, so organic and yet so precisely formed! I would have been extremely proud to have been able to have created such an impressive arrangement myself, but the truth is that even if I had been artistically minded enough to have imagined such a thing in the first place I would guess that it would probably have taken me at least a week to achieve anything like that level of visual and mathematical perfection…And yet ‘something’ had been able to gather all my CDs from all over the house and lay them out so creatively and so precisely on my sitting room floor all within just a few minutes!
That event really freaked me out quite a bit! I had sort of got used to bizarre and even 'impossible' things happening around me, but this had happened IN MY HOUSE, and whatever had done it was obviously WAY more 'able' than I could even imagine! I suppose that if I believed in poltergeists or things of that nature, then that would have been my best explanation of what was happening to me, but I was still sure that this was something 'mathematical and logical', something that could be explained somehow, so I steeled myself to stick around and try to work out what the hell was going on!
The following day, with my spiral shape still intact on the floor - I wasn't going to move it until I could understand it! - I continued with my packing chores, playing some CDs in the background, having removed them from the spiral with great care and ensuring that they were returned exactly as I had found them once played, but then a CD started to jump. I took it off and played another, but after a while that one also started to jump. My first thought was, "Oh no, not my CD player too!", as one of the 'coincidences' that I had been living with for the previous few weeks had been that all kinds of electrical and electronic devices had started to selectively go haywire around me!
I chose another CD but that one started skipping too but then for some reason it crossed my mind that maybe I should actually be trying to listening to what words the CDs were playing as they skipped around, as I had noticed that the CDs weren't simply skipping across from beginning to end, but were instead jumping both forward and backward, playing a line from one song, a few words from another, a couple of words from another, and so on. I decided to let the skipping CD play and I tried to make out what, if anything, it/they/whatever was saying, however the frequent changes in tempo, volume and background noise made it impossible for me to keep up with the frequent jumps.
Frustrated at being unable to follow the words that were playing, I shouted out (to no one in particular),
"Oh for f**k sake slow down!"
Much to my complete astonishment the CD slowed down immediately! It slowed way down - far slower even than if you were to play an old 45rpm vinyl single at 33 rpm. That really freaked me out! Not only were ‘they’ in my house – whoever or whatever ‘they were - but they could apparently both hear me and understand me!
I thought for a couple of seconds, as I really didn't know what to do next, but then my frustration took over again and I shouted out,
"Look! If you want to talk then let's talk, but for f**k sake stop messing around with my head like this!".
The CD stopped playing immediately and then a voice from nowhere and from everywhere around me said in a very calm, very monotonic voice,
"OK, let's talk...But it would be easier if you would step outside into your garden."
What happened next is a very long story but to summarise it very briefly, for the next three weeks or so I had many long, open, informative, two way conversations with 'the intelligence' that had contacted me. We discussed how, why, who, and every other question that I could think of asking, and all I can say here is that I got very sensible, logical, scientific answers to every question I could think of asking, as well as many answers to questions that I would never even have thought of asking.
During those three weeks we also spent a lot of time while they taught me 'other forms of communication' that we could use when it wasn't convenient to talk so openly including methods that most people would call 'telepathy', methods involving 'signs' that I would recognise but that most others would overlook, messages sent in dreams, and a whole lot more besides. The ‘intelligence’ also gave me ‘hints’ about future events that enabled me to ‘prophesy’ events such as Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, the chaos in the global banking system, BP’s Deepwater Horizon disaster in the Gulf of Mexico and many other events (all such predictions were recorded in emails I sent beforehand, the dates and contents of which can all be scientifically verified). In 2006 I wrote to Stephen Hawking to explain to him ‘how information escapes from black holes’ – Something he had claimed was impossible in his book ‘A Brief History of Time’ but then subsequently accepted as a possibility – In 2008 a team of scientists finally came up with an explanation of how this could occur, and their explanation was EXACTLY the same as ONE of the ways I had described to professor Hawking more than two years earlier.
Despite any impression you may have formed from the foregoing, I make no claim to be psychic nor to have any kind of paranormal powers or ‘special’ skills. I am just an ordinary guy whose life was changed forever by a series or extraordinary events.
In the years since those events I have approached many reputable academic institutions to investigate my story (and to look into some of the other potentially world changing ‘hints’ I was given) and I have also written a series of books on the subject under the title ‘Rapt In An Enigma’. If you are interested in reading my story a compilation of the first four books in that series is available to download free from AMAZON on Friday 28th Feb and Saturday 1st March. The ebooks are formatted for Kindle but can be read on any computer or smartphone using free software provided by AMAZON. The books will be available in paperback form from March 2014 but I do not have the exact release dates yet.
To read more about me and my story or to get links to my books on AMAZON please visit my website at: raptinanenigma/moonfruit.com. I am also happy to answer any queries you may have here on this forum.
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Post by skywalker on Feb 26, 2014 19:56:47 GMT -6
That is an incredible experience. That's the type of thing that any paranormal investigator would love to have happen to them just so they could finally convince themselves that there really was something worth investigating. Of course the skeptics would probably try to claim that it didn't really happen. They would probably say that you arranged the CDs yourself and just didn't realize you were doing it...like some kind of weird schizophrenic episode or something. I try to be a little more open-minded than that. I've seen way too many weird things in my lifetime to make me think that anything is impossible.
So what do you think these things are that are contacting you...and why are they doing it?
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Post by skywalker on Feb 26, 2014 19:57:50 GMT -6
Welcome to the forum BTW.
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Post by scotsnomad on Feb 27, 2014 4:43:21 GMT -6
That is an incredible experience. That's the type of thing that any paranormal investigator would love to have happen to them just so they could finally convince themselves that there really was something worth investigating. Of course the skeptics would probably try to claim that it didn't really happen. They would probably say that you arranged the CDs yourself and just didn't realize you were doing it...like some kind of weird schizophrenic episode or something. I try to be a little more open-minded than that. I've seen way too many weird things in my lifetime to make me think that anything is impossible. So what do you think these things are that are contacting you...and why are they doing it? Hi Skywalker and thanks for the welcome. Maybe a paranormal investigator would have loved to have the spiral thing happen to them but at the time I had definite mixed feelings about it! On one hand I was amazed and intrigued by it, and it really was stunning and impressive to look at, but on the other hand, by that stage of things I was beginning to feel a bit overwhelmed by all the weird stuff that had been happening for a few weeks before that and I had moved on from the stage of being curious about it to feeling a bit worried by it and wishing it would just stop and let me get on with my life in peace…Actually I guess I had mixed feelings about that too, because what I REALLY wanted was to understand it or get to the bottom of it – when the weirdness first started I felt I could work out what was going on and for a while I hoped for more weird stuff to happen as I looked on each event as a potential clue, but after weeks of that I feared that I was never going to get to the bottom of it and would be left confused by it for years (I’ll come back to that point because I had had an earlier isolated experience years earlier which I had never been able to understand and that had bothered me for a while). Another reason for the mixed feelings at the spiral was that it seemed like a whole new level of weirdness to what had been going on during the weeks before it – on one hand that may mean that I was getting closer to the point where I could work out what was going on, but on the other hand I KNEW it was impossible for ANYONE to have created that pattern so intricately and so perfectly in such a short time, so if I knew it was impossible how could I hope to come up with an explanation for it?...There was also the distinctly uneasy feeling of knowing that ‘someone or something’ had been in my house. On top of all that, the reason I was packing up my house at the time was so I could go back to UK for a while as I had been planning to for a few weeks but which had suddenly taken on new urgency that wek when I received a phone call to say my brother had had a heart attack and it was touch and go whether he would make it, so the spiral really was a complication I didn’t need at that time! You say in your post that a sceptic would probably claim that it never happened or that I had created the spiral myself during some kind of schizophrenic episode that I had blocked from my mind – Well I was about as sceptical as anyone could be when this all started. At first I put all the weird ‘coincidences’ down to exactly that – just mere coincidence. As the coincidences became more and more frequent I simply convinced myself that I had ‘programmed’ myself to look for links in everything I saw or heard and so I was basically creating coincidences that I would never have noticed before or I thought maybe it was because at the time I was thinking about writing a book so I was paying far more attention to everything around me than I usually would, but as the strange events and coincidences continued to snowball both in number and in ‘weirdness’, as a true sceptic I couldn’t help but consider whether it was all in my mind and even to question my sanity. That may sound extreme but as a sceptic I was caught between a rock and a hard place – If was I believed I was seeing all around me all of the time then it called into question everything I had believed all my life about logic and probability, so either it was happening and everything in my life before that came into question or it wasn’t happening and everything in my present and possibly/probably in my future was in question. I suppose seeing the spiral helped me with that a bit because I obviously wasn’t imagining it (a couple of my friends also saw it later that night) and I never really believed that I could have done something like that myself and then forgotten about it (maybe in time I could have convinced myself that that was a possibility if the weird events had just stopped then and I was left to try to rationalise it later and get on with my life, but at the time I ‘knew’ I hadn’t done it) so in a way it convinced me that I wasn’t going nuts and imagining things that weren’t really happening, but as I just said, if my sanity wasn’t in question then everything else I had believed all my live was! In my first post I mentioned that on some occasions I have been able to ‘predict’ things before they happen thanks to the conversations I had with ‘them’. I don’t claim to be psychic in any way, there were just a few things they told me about (in most cases they just hinted at things that I was able to work out later but in a few cases they did tell me about specific things that would ‘probably happen). One of the things they did ‘tell’ me about was the Boxing day tsunami in South East Asia (NB I was living in south east Asia at the time so it was even greater significance) – I knew there would be a massive tsunami, I knew roughly where and I knew it would be in the relatively near future, but they didn’t tell me exactly when it would be. At the time I was pretty angry that they had told me about it at all because what was I supposed to do with that information? Who would have listened to me, and even if some people would have listened I couldn’t say exactly when it would be so what was the use of knowing about it? My conversations with them had started in June 2004, about 6 months before the tsunami happened, and throughout that six months (and far beyond actually) I continued to talk to them regularly and I hoped that they would eventually tell me exactly when the tsunami was going to happen and tell me what I should do to warn people – Actually I assumed that that would happen because I couldn’t see any point in them telling me about it at all unless there was something I could do about it. The day the tsunami happened was a real nightmare for me because I kind of felt responsible for all those deaths, coz I still felt they would only have told me about it if there was something I could have done so I felt I must have missed the opportunity. With hindsight however now I can see another reason for them telling me about it because I really was one of those sceptics you refer to in your post, and no matter how real all the experiences I had with ‘them’ were at the time, with the passing of time and as my life got back to being ‘sort of normal’ I am sure I could have found some way to convince myself that it couldn’t possibly have happened so logically I must have imagined it, but one thing I know I couldn’t have just imagined was knowing about events like that before they happened. Not sure I explained that all as well as I would have liked, but I know what I mean. Regarding your final queries about who ‘they’ are and why they contacted me, that really isn’t something I could answer briefly, which is the main reason I wrote my books, so if you really want an answer to those questions it would be best to download my compilation book tomorrow (when it is free to download) – That book doesn’t explain everything but at least it is a start. Earlier in this post I referred to a series of events that had happened to me years before all of this and I said I would come back to that later in the post but this is already a lot longer than I planned so maybe I’ll save that stuff for another day. Cheers for now.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 27, 2014 10:59:59 GMT -6
Hi and welcome to the forum.. I second Sky...that was an incredible experience and a huge wake up call. What you take from it is the important thing..how your busy IQ analyzes the experience and the voice. This is a place filled with incredible experiences...some we'd rather not have had but some that are compelling to say the least. 'Who' is the voice..according to it? How does it identify itself? Does it lead the conversation or do you? Would it go away and stay away if you asked? Many people have had 'conversations'...some claiming to be 'aliens' or angels or God. I'd say you haven't much choice but to be less than a skeptic now...but once you accept...there will be a lot more. It seems funny in a way..children accept this sort of stuff so easily..we write it off as 'imaginary friends' or too much sugar or or or. We grow up (well mostly) and our lives don't have time for nonsense...it's left in the past..in the childhood. Well lately it seems it wants back in. Demands to be back in. But if you believe in an 'angel' would you believe in a demon? Thank you for sharing your remarkable experience.. Jo
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Post by plutronus on Feb 28, 2014 8:14:53 GMT -6
As this is my first ever post I guess I should start by saying 'Hi' to everyone. A few years ago I was working as an expat contracts manager in Vietnam for a German multi-national engineering company on a multi-billion dollar power station project, however, having become completely disillusioned and disgusted by the behaviour of my.... . . <<deletia>> . . To read more about me and my story or to get links to my books on AMAZON please visit my website at: raptinanenigma/moonfruit.com. I am also happy to answer any queries you may have here on this forum. Welcome, Hah...a classic case of CD-Crop-Circle if I ever heard of one! Hah. And where did you cross-post this from?, as all of your paragraphs have multiple line feeds between them, which is consistent with having cross-posted from other systems, not to mention your clever advertisement. As for unusual paranormal events, should hang around here for a time, listen to a few of our experiences, heh heh. One thing about the paranormal, ya can't predict what it'll do next or for what reason...nope. plutronus
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Post by scotsnomad on Feb 28, 2014 13:35:19 GMT -6
Hi and welcome to the forum.. I second Sky...that was an incredible experience and a huge wake up call. What you take from it is the important thing..how your busy IQ analyzes the experience and the voice. This is a place filled with incredible experiences...some we'd rather not have had but some that are compelling to say the least. 'Who' is the voice..according to it? How does it identify itself? Does it lead the conversation or do you? Would it go away and stay away if you asked? Many people have had 'conversations'...some claiming to be 'aliens' or angels or God. I'd say you haven't much choice but to be less than a skeptic now...but once you accept...there will be a lot more. It seems funny in a way..children accept this sort of stuff so easily..we write it off as 'imaginary friends' or too much sugar or or or. We grow up (well mostly) and our lives don't have time for nonsense...it's left in the past..in the childhood. Well lately it seems it wants back in. Demands to be back in. But if you believe in an 'angel' would you believe in a demon? Thank you for sharing your remarkable experience.. Jo Hi Jo and thanks for the welcome. Regarding ‘who’/’what’ the voice was, it really would be better to read my book (you can download it free today and tomorrow) and make up your own mind who/what it/they are – Basically that was something they left me to work out for myself by testing what they knew, what they said and what they were capable of. Regarding what their name is, when I asked the voice (actually, although there was one voice that did all the speaking I could hear lots of others in the background so it was like talking to an audience.) what its name was it said something like ‘We have spoken to people many times and have been given many different names so we would prefer that you find a name that feels right to you’ – It seemed a bit evasive to me at the time but they insisted that I should decide what to call them. About halfway through our very first day chatting when they (I never know whether to call them he/she/it/or they so generally I will refer to them just as 'my friends) took me by surprise by asking: "What language is that you are speaking John?" "What?" "What language is that you are speaking John?" (They had a really annoying habit of repeating exactly what they had just said - but nothing more - whenever I replied to one of their questions by saying "What?". And when I say exactly, I mean with every tone exactly the same as before, just like they were rerunning a tape of themselves.) "No! I mean, how can you ask that when I have been speaking it and you have been answering it for ages?" "What language is that you are speaking John?" (The annoying habit also applied when my response didn't actually answer the question they had asked! That was really annoying!) "It's English! What language are you answering in?" They completely ignored my counter-question and just continued with their line of enquiry, "It's like English, but we know English and this is not it." "Aww, I see what you mean! It is English, but I am speaking with a Scottish accent so it will sound different." "No, it’s not that either. We know Scottish accents, but that is not it." "It is! I have been living away from Scotland for a while, so my accent may have changed a bit but this is still a Scottish accent." "Yes, we can hear the accent, but that is not it. Even when we take the accent out, it is still not English. What other language might it be? What language do you think in?" "English! I think in English! Maybe I think in English with a Scottish accent, I don't know, but I know that it is English ‘cause that is the only language I speak." "No, it’s not English." "It f**king is!" (We had previously agreed that I should not bother filtering my language to remove swear words.) "What language did you think in as a child?" "English!" "Ok, let's try another way. We have read all of the books in there in your living room. Which of them is written in the language closest to the language you used as a child?" "Ahhhh! I think I see where you’re going. Let me look ‘cause I can't remember what books are there." I started to walk toward the window into my living room and at the same time I tried to visualise the pile of books I had by my TV. There were about maybe a dozen or so, but I didn't have to think beyond the one that was on top of the pile. I stopped walking toward the window... "The Big Yin's book! I mean..." I was going to clarify that ‘The Big Yin’ was a kind of nickname for the Glasgow comedian Billy Connolly but I didn't get a chance to utter another sound because a voice I recognised immediately replaced the previous monotone voice that they had used since we started talking... "Awwwwwwww Rrrrrrrrrrrri-ite Wee Man! Now wur talkin’!" "F**king hell!" From then on they spoke to me with Billy Connolly's voice! And I don’t just mean they spoke like him or they spoke with his accent, for the rest of that day (and indeed for the rest of our conversations) it was just like I was talking and having a laugh with Billy Connolly himself. I guess most of you won’t know who Billy Connolly is but he's a comedian from Glasgow who is now based in Hollywood and does a bit of straight acting too but he happens to be my favourite comedian and also the funniest person I've ever seen - at times I laughed so much that I really did nearly wet myself! From that point onwards I have referred to it/them as either Big Yin or Big Man and they generally call me Wee Man, and even though I’m 6 feet tall it feels appropriate… Regarding who led the conversation – At the beginning it was generally them who led things and asked most of the questions (I was kinda too gobsmacked and shocked to think straight at first) however in the days, weeks and months that followed it was a two way thing with no one in particular leading things. Regarding whether they would have gone away if I had asked them to, the best way I can answer that is to copy and paste an extract from one of the posts I made on my website: In other posts on this site and in my books I have referred to the learning ‘crash course’ I went through in the days and weeks immediately following my ‘first contact’ with my friends. That crash-course lasted about 3-4 weeks during which we spoke openly and almost constantly during my every waking hour however much of that time was spent ’Learning how to learn’, and one of the first series of lessons was all about ’non-verbal communications’ – Right from the start they had said (and I had agreed) that we couldn’t go on chatting like that every day as I had to get back to being able to live a normal (ish) life and that just wouldn’t be possible unless I got back to doing my own thinking and making my own decisions without asking their advice or opinion, however they still wanted to be able to send me hints and/or clues even when we were no longer talking so openly and frequently. One of the new ways of communicating that they taught me was telepathy (which is the freakiest feeling at first…I will probably do a post specifically about that soon), but there are other ways that they can leave messages for me in a ’non-linear’ and ’non-static’ sign language - i.e. The language consists of a developing number of images/symbols which all remind me of specific parts of my previous conversations with them however any particular ’symbol’ can have many different meanings because it is not just the symbol itself that matters, but also ’everything else about it’ such as: where it is; what colour it is; what it’s made of; what is next to it (there are now so many symbols that one symbol on its own will not really catch my eye. There have to be either a combination of a number of symbols, a grouping of the same symbol, or the symbol must crop up in somewhere that I wouldn’t expect it before it really grabs my attention); what their relative positions are and what their relative sizes are, etcetera, etcetera! It is complicated, but it is also an amazingly logical way of packing loads of information into what seems so simple at first glance, and it is also a way of getting my attention to things that everyone else would simply overlook. I am not saying that we stopped chatting after that initial 4 week period – Far from it – We actually went on chatting regularly every day for at least a year after that however the conversation was not so constant. The rest of the time I went on with my life as best I could but the truth is that I had just about stopped thinking for myself – well actually I was doing a hell of a lot of thinking but I was letting them make many of my decisions for me by asking them what I should do next, where I should go and at times even what I should wear - Well when you know someone who knows what is going to happen next it is hard not to get lazy. For example there were times I would say to them ‘If I go out tonight will it be a good night or will it be boring?’ and if they said it would be boring then I wouldn’t bother going out. For a while that seemed to work just fine but then there were a few nights when I went out and it was boring, but whenever I complained about that to them later they would say something like ‘You would have been even more bored if you stayed in’. I realized I couldn’t really argue with them about that but I did begin to feel they were deliberately messing me around a bit. Things came to a head one day when I had bought an antique wardrobe thing for my house. When it was delivered I put it in the room I had intended if for (on the ground floor of my house) but I just didn’t like it there when I saw it in place. They then suggested another room (the room they suggested was upstairs). I decided to give it a try, which wasn’t easy coz I was living alone and the wardrobe was pretty heavy. I could slide it around on the marble floors OK but getting it upstairs by myself was a REAL struggle. It probably took me the best part of an hour to get it up there by using various bits of wood to slide it up the stairs like a ramp, and by the time I got it where they had suggested I was dripping in sweat and had a few bruises and skint knuckles. The wardrobe did look a bit better in that second room but I still wasn’t happy with it and I told my friends that. They said ‘Yes we know. The best place for it is in the downstairs hallway.’ As soon as they said it I realised that they were probably right but that didn’t stop me from exploding at them for wasting my time and effort getting it upstairs rather than just telling me to slide it along the floor to the downstairs hall. I actually went off in a huff and left the wardrobe where it was for a while but I knew they were right so eventually I did struggle by myself to get the wardrobe downstairs again (which was actually harder than getting it up there) and as soon as it was in the spot they had suggested I could see that was the best place for it. My friends said something like ‘See! We told you that was the best place for it’ and I exploded at them again for all that unnecessary time and effort they had put me through. They said something like ‘Well if we just told you to put it there in the first place you wouldn’t know how much better it was there than the other places and more importantly you now know WHY it is better there than in those other places so next time you will be able to work things like that out for yourself without asking us!’ I understood what they meant and could get the logic (They had done similar things before – like if I asked them to show me where I had left something or where I had packed something away at first they would direct me right to it, but after a while they started messing me around a bit and leading we to a few wrong places before eventually taking me to the thing I was looking for – When I had complained about that they would say ‘Well now you have seen at least half a dozen things that you will be looking for in the future so when it comes time to use them you won’t need us to tell you where they are’!) but I was still *angry* off at how much wasted effort I had gone to so I said ‘Look this isn’t working! I can’t go on like this asking you to make all my decisions for me so from now on let’s just make it that you only speak when spoken to unless there is something really important to tell me!’ I was expecting some kind of argument from them or maybe that they would find some smart *bleep* way to justify what they had been doing but instead what I got was a HUGE round of applause! I asked what the applause was for and they said ‘Actually we thought it would take another six months or so of messing you around a bit before you made that decision so we are really impressed that you got there so soon because you are completely right! The decision to stop chatting like this had to come from you or you would have felt we had abandoned you, which will never happen, but that decision DID have to be made before you could go back to having any kind of normal life. You need to get back to trusting your own decisions again rather than always asking us otherwise you may as well just die and come up here and play the game along with us from here!’ We have still had quite a few chats since then but they have become rarer and rarer so these days our ‘communications’ are very limited and most often they are just wee signs (usually in the form of ‘strange coincidences), or ‘nudges’ and occasional tickles so I know that they are still there, or I get ‘hints’ from them using the symbols I mentioned before as a signal. Hope that answers your questions well enough for now.
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Post by scotsnomad on Feb 28, 2014 13:52:27 GMT -6
Welcome, Hah...a classic case of CD-Crop-Circle if I ever heard of one! Hah. And where did you cross-post this from?, as all of your paragraphs have multiple line feeds between them, which is consistent with having cross-posted from other systems, not to mention your clever advertisement. As for unusual paranormal events, should hang around here for a time, listen to a few of our experiences, heh heh. One thing about the paranormal, ya can't predict what it'll do next or for what reason...nope. plutronus
hi Plutronus, Regarding the ‘cross-posting’ – My first post was a copy of a post I first made on the website of The Scottish Society for Paranormal Research about 5 years ago. The site is run by/affiliated with Glasgow University and I went on to invite them to investigate me and my story. I have also used that same post to introduce my story to maybe 3 or 4 other paranormal research sites I have contributed in the years since. Regarding the ‘CD-Crop-circle’, I’ll copy another post I made on the SSPR site some years ago: “…The similarity of the spiral shape in my living room to crop circle patterns struck me as soon as I saw it, however as someone whose attitude to crop circles at that time was basically “It’s amazing what you can do with a piece of wooden board, some string and a bit of time and imagination”, the familiarity of the pattern didn’t really help give me any comfort or any greater understanding of what was going on around me… Just for the record, I still believe that the vast majority of crop circles are made by ‘a couple of guys with a wooden board and a piece of string’. I actually discussed that with my ‘contactors’ (who I usually just refer to as ‘my friends’) during the conversations we had back in 2004, and whilst they confirmed that my suspicions on such things was correct, they also left the door open a little with the following comments, “So if they are all just a couple of guys with a board, how do you explain the fact that they appear all over the world?” “Well obviously I don’t mean that they are all done by the same couple of guys! Other people see how much publicity the crop circles get so they decide to jump on the bandwagon and copy them.” “So who would the very first couple of guys be copying then?” “Obviously the very first ones couldn’t have been copying anyone, they were probably just in the pub one night and thought it would be a good idea.” “Why would anyone think that was a good idea?” “We got a whole load of crap down here that some people thought was a good idea at some point.” “Do you really believe that?” ”I did yesterday…But maybe now I’m not so sure…Why, was it you?” “We’ll let you make up your own mind on that once you get to know us better.”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 28, 2014 14:44:04 GMT -6
Sorry...but if you came to advertise your book...it's not the sort of thing I'd order. I have enough of that in my life already LOL. I come here to visit with friends and listen to those with experiences to share. Most of us have them here..but aren't so inclined to market them. The important thing..is what you take away from the experience..besides $.
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Post by auntym on Feb 28, 2014 15:15:49 GMT -6
hi scotsnomad, WELCOME TO THE FORUM
i have not had time to read your thread, i've only glanced at it... but, i do have a suggesgtion about your book... if you have a link for it. you should post it in your signature, and it will show up in every post you make...( just like the link at the bottom of all my posts) then if anyone is interested in reading it they will be able to click on it...
if you need help with this, post the link and i will put it in your signature...
my daughter lives in scotland right now... she loves it...
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Post by scotsnomad on Feb 28, 2014 17:37:53 GMT -6
hi scotsnomad, WELCOME TO THE FORUM
i have not had time to read your thread, i've only glanced at it... but, i do have a suggesgtion about your book... if you have a link for it. you should post it in your signature, and it will show up in every post you make...( just like the link at the bottom of all my posts) then if anyone is interested in reading it they will be able to click on it...
if you need help with this, post the link and i will put it in your signature...
my daughter lives in scotland right now... she loves it...
Hi auntym, Thanks for the welcome and for the offer but my book is only free to download for the next two days so no point in putting a link to it beyond that (I am not trying to hawk the book I am trying to give it away to anyone who is interested in such things), however I would be grateful if you could show the link to my website instead which is; raptinanenigma.moonfruit.com Actually, while you are doing that could you put one of my favourite quotes in a line above it like in your signature? The quote is "A collection of facts is no more a science than a pile of stones is a house" (Henri Poincare) Thanks. PS: Re: Your daughter being in Scotland - I love being Scottish and am very patriotic but I hate living here now coz it's way too cold for me after living around 18 years in the tropics :-)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 9, 2014 13:28:42 GMT -6
hi Scotsnomad! Welcome! Thank you so much for sharing! I especially like reading about "Jodi" on your website! I got "enough" to know that I will probably buy some of your books later. However, right now I'm really curious how you went from bleeding on the garden path, to accepting , in one day! With the stuff you posted here on TEOR, of course I had no idea of the amount of trauma you went through!
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Post by paulette on Mar 9, 2014 14:04:13 GMT -6
Hello Scotsnomad! I don't know how I missed this thread - of course my own filters may be filtering out some titles - how would I know?
Anyway - your account here sounds very interesting - I wish you had posted a picture of the CD spiral!
I would think you might want to talk to Steve (who is sometimes here) who channeled information from presumably an alien intelligence (or more than one). He too has a book but would probably speak to you personally about your experience (if you want feedback from people with similiar experiences).
I have had a calm "over voice" in my head that have me advice when I was really in a jam. I took the advice and, contrary to your moving the wardrobe experience, it was very useful. I had said at the time it was like a moderator for a British documentary - an accent I cannot produce with my mouth or presumably my mind. Older. Male. I would tell you this story if you are interested. (You can PM me). It was one of many experiences that I certainly didn't perceive as "from aliens" at the time. Writing here has brought up a lot of old memories that now seem more related than I first thought...
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 9, 2014 20:45:25 GMT -6
hi Scotsnomad! Welcome! Thank you so much for sharing! I especially like reading about "Jodi" on your website! I got "enough" to know that I will probably buy some of your books later. However, right now I'm really curious how you went from bleeding on the garden path, to accepting , in one day! With the stuff you posted here on TEOR, of course I had no idea of the amount of trauma you went through! Hi jcurio and thanks for the welcome, Glad you liked the stuff about Jodi on my website – they are special memories to me. You don’t need to buy my book – I will make the compilation volume free to download again in about a week or so and I will let you know if you want to download it for free. Regarding how I went from bleeding on my garden path to acceptance in one day, (actually it only took a few hours – but they were weird hours!) that is the subject of my third book ‘Beyond the Fourth Wall’ (Actually it is more of a short story than a book as its only about 70 pages long) – I don’t know if you will get this message in time or not but you can actually download that volume of my story free tomorrow (10th March). Without wanting to spoil that bit of the story (because the details are important so I really prefer not to summarise stuff too much), what happened during those few hours didn’t really get me to ‘accept’ the events that had left me battered and bleeding on my garden path – I remained VERY *angry* off about that for quite a while longer as I really felt it was extreme, unnecessary and over the top, but what happened during those hours did make me believe/expect that there was some good reason for what was happening to me – something that would make that suffering worthwhile - which made me prepared to stick it out and try to get to the bottom of it. Let me know if you don’t manage to download that bit of the story tomorrow and I’ll try to answer your question in more detail.
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 9, 2014 21:27:47 GMT -6
Hello Scotsnomad! I don't know how I missed this thread - of course my own filters may be filtering out some titles - how would I know? Anyway - your account here sounds very interesting - I wish you had posted a picture of the CD spiral! I would think you might want to talk to Steve (who is sometimes here) who channeled information from presumably an alien intelligence (or more than one). He too has a book but would probably speak to you personally about your experience (if you want feedback from people with similiar experiences). I have had a calm "over voice" in my head that have me advice when I was really in a jam. I took the advice and, contrary to your moving the wardrobe experience, it was very useful. I had said at the time it was like a moderator for a British documentary - an accent I cannot produce with my mouth or presumably my mind. Older. Male. I would tell you this story if you are interested. (You can PM me). It was one of many experiences that I certainly didn't perceive as "from aliens" at the time. Writing here has brought up a lot of old memories that now seem more related than I first thought... Hi and thanks Paulette, Regarding posting a picture of the CD spiral, a photo wouldn’t prove anything to anyone – People who believe my story will believe it for other reasons and people who don’t believe it would just assume it was a pattern I had created myself – however I wish I had a photo of the spiral just for myself as it really was clever and stunning looking. (on my website, under the page headed ‘Random Stuff’ there is a link to a page entitled ‘Weird Photos’ and that does include another photo of some spiral shapes that cropped up unexpectedly and ‘weirdly’) Getting back to the spiral, I certainly had no intention of moving it until I had taken a photo of it however there literally was never a dull moment from the minute the spiral appeared. Things had been pretty weird around me for a few weeks leading up to the spiral appearing but that seemed to take things to a whole new level of weirdness. The weirdness moved up another level again the following day when, to my utter astonishment at the time, I got a reply to my ‘invitation’ to ‘let’s take if you want to talk’. To be honest, from that point on the spiral which had seemed so amazing when it first appeared seemed like no big deal in the overall scheme of things but having said that, I still wouldn’t have moved it without taking a photo (a couple of my friends who came over to my house the night it appeared did see it). A few days later however, while we were still talking almost constantly and with the spiral still on the floor I left my house to do some shopping and when I came back I found my living room had been completely rearranged again – the spiral was gone, all the CDs were back in neat piles but the floor was now covered in other neat little piles of things that had previously been spread all over my house in various boxes and drawers in different rooms. The piles all contained things that were linked in some way or another, i.e.:- - All the maps that I had collected on my travels around the world were in one pile (my job at that time meant that I moved home to a new country every couple of years and on top of that I did a lot of travelling in my spare time so I had quite a few maps, road atlases, guide books and stuff like that from cities and countries all over the world (far more than I realised until I saw them all gathered together in one place) - Another pile consisted of various keys and sets of keys. Many of them had been removed from locks all over the house, on room doors or in wardrobes (I lived in a three bedroom house spread over three levels but keys had been gathered from everywhere in the house), my house keys from my home in Glasgow were there, my spare sets of keys to the house, keys from hotel rooms where I had stayed but forgotten to hand in the key when I checked out, keys from suitcases, from padlocks and god knows what else, all gathered together in one neat pile in the middle of my sitting room floor. - Another pile was made up of dictionaries. A few English dictionaries of varying sizes (as my posts go on you will no doubt see that my spelling is crap so I like to have dictionaries handy! ) but also English to German, English to Malay, English to Vietnamese etc etc. - Another pile had all my bank cards and credit cards and beside that was a pile of paperwork and documents all relating to financial matters, i.e. share certificates, uncashed cheques, store credit notes and various other bits of paper relating to money I was ‘owed’ There were a few other piles and I’m not even sure I could remember them all now if I tried. At the time I was pretty p*ssed off that ‘they/it’ had moved the spiral but I was also puzzled by/about those new piles – what they meant, how ‘they’ managed to locate and sort all of that stuff out in such a short time and stuff like that. That wasn’t the last time the rearranged things in my house while I was out - On one occasion I returned from a trip into Saigon city centre (at my friends request/ insistence) to find ‘hundreds’ of the things in my living-room had been turned ‘half inside out’. I had no idea what that was supposed to mean at the time (and won’t go into it any further here), but a whole range of things were turned half inside out – some of them were things that I was well aware could be turned inside out (such as tee shirts, trousers, bags CD cases, etc.), but there were also a few things that I wouldn’t have thought it was possible to turn inside out without damaging them, such as a couple of pairs of my casual shoes and sports shoes and a fairly fragile ornamental Vietnamese straw hat (obviously the pointy bit of the hat would flip inside out fairly easily but it also has a much narrower ‘rim’ turned in around the perimeter which I would have thought would have split if you tried turning it inside out. Regarding chatting to Steve and getting feedback from people who have had similar experiences, thanks for the suggestion but I really don’t feel the need for anything like that – As I mentioned in my first post, I got the opportunity to discuss everything about this (and indeed everything about EVERYTHING) with the ‘entity/entities behind it and I am comfortable with the explanations I got ‘from the horse’s mouth’ so to speak. I am happy to discuss my experiences and the explanations I got with anyone, especially anyone who may be struggling to understand stuff that’s happened to them but I really don’t need ‘feedback’ (hope that doesn’t sound arrogant or ungrateful – It’s certainly not meant to!) Regarding the ‘over voice’ you hear – The first thing I feel I should say is that although I felt I was being messed around about the wardrobe stuff I do now see that it was for my own good as I was getting lazy and using them to save me from thinking from myself. There are various bits of my story that I could tell you that relate to such ‘phenomena’ but I think this post is already long enough so I will leave it here for now. ..Oh but just before I go, I should clarify that I don't consider 'my friends' as 'aliens' (more on that later too)
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Post by Deleted on Mar 12, 2014 7:01:17 GMT -6
Hi! I was able to download your "short story". Thanks! Very, very interesting . What one should I read next?
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 12, 2014 9:28:49 GMT -6
Hi! I was able to download your "short story". Thanks! Very, very interesting . What one should I read next? Hi again. Glad you found that book interesting and I trust it adequately answers your earlier question about how I went from bleeding on my garden path to acceptance in one day. Regarding what you should read next, it is a pity you didn’t ask yesterday because the next part of the story is book 4 ‘Manifest Destiny’ which follows on immediately from where the book you just read finished and which takes us to the point where they actually start to talk openly with me and I had that book on free download yesterday. I don’t want to put the book on free download again so soon as Amazon limits me to a max of 5 free days per book so what I will do is make the compilation book (which includes parts one to four of my story) on free download tomorrow, 13th March. Hope you get this message in time to download it (NB: Amazon runs on Pacific Standard Time so it will be available from midnight PST tonight)
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Post by poseygilbert on Mar 13, 2014 2:59:04 GMT -6
As this is my first ever post I guess I should start by saying 'Hi' to everyone. A few years ago I was working as an expat contracts manager in Vietnam for a German multi-national engineering company on a multi-billion dollar power station project, however, having become completely disillusioned and disgusted by the behaviour of my company and our client on that project in the wake of a fatal accident on the site, myself and one of my close friends decided that we would leave the construction industry behind and instead open a bar together somewhere in Saigon (Ho Chi Minh City) when our assignments were completed. After completing our assignments we set about investigating the process and looking around for suitable premises (as well as taking a bit of a well-earned breather!), however after spending most of the first month or so just lazing around a swimming pool and twiddling my thumbs I decided that I would use some of the spare time that I found on my hands seeing if I could write a book. Having spent most of the previous twelve years working on various power projects throughout the world, and with the experiences of the Vietnam project fresh in my mind, I felt that I had at least a basic skeleton for a story, and I certainly had no shortage of bizarre characters around me both at work and in my personal life in Vietnam to fill a book ten times over, but the one thing that was missing was a 'big ending'. As I idled my way along with that project - which was always supposed to be little more than a time filling hobby - I began to notice more and more 'coincidences', both in my day-to-day life and in my reflections on my past. At first I just put that down to the fact that I was thinking about 'everything' more than I ever had done before and the fact that I was paying far more attention to what was going on around me than I ever had before, but it didn't take me very long to realise that the 'coincidences' that I was noticing seemed to go WAY beyond anything that could be dismissed so easily - And I say that as a previously 'devote agnostic' with no religious faith, a healthy skepticism of all things psychic, and what most people would describe as a 'gifted' scientific/mathematical/logical brain with a high IQ! As the days went on I noticed that rather than diminishing, as I had expected them to once I had decided to set my logical brain on the lookout for an explanation for those coincidences, the coincidences seemed to get more and more frequent AND more and more bizarre and extreme. As someone who had studied ‘Probability and Statistical Significance Testing’ as part of my tertiary education I struggled more each day to find any kind of logical explanation for the events which I was experiencing almost constantly with my own eyes and my own ears. Within weeks I had reached the stage where what had started as a curious observation began to worry me quite a bit - Could I possibly be heading down the same road John Nash (The guy played by Russell Crowe in 'A Beautiful Mind')? I wasn’t sure, but it was certainly beginning to feel that way! I longed for the strange phenomena to go away and let me get my focus back on opening the bar, but rather than going away, it continued to get escalate, crossing over from the bizarrely improbable to the downright impossible! I couldn't begin to list the number of bizarrely improbable things that happened here, but I will give you a taste of one (of the many) impossible things that happened to me: At that time I was preparing to pack up my belongings from my 'company provided' house, as I intended to head back to my home in Scotland for a holiday before returning to Vietnam to pursue the bar idea. One morning I was packing away the CDs from my living room (about two or three hundred or so of them), but rather than just packing them into a box as I would normally do when moving house, I had decided to take time to organise and pack them properly for once. I was taking my time and listening to music whilst deciding how best to organise that part of my CD collection - there were at least another hundred CDs around various parts of my three bedroom, three storey house, but I planned to collect them together later and fit them in to their appropriate places once I had decided how best to organise the ones from the living room. Anyway, before starting on what I expected to be a fairly easy, relaxing and enjoyable task, I decided to make myself a cup of coffee, however I noticed that I had run out of milk, which meant that I had to nip along to my local shop to buy some more. The shop was only a hundred yards or so from my house so I was gone for only a few minutes, but when I returned I found that all of the CDs from every room of my house had been gathered together in my livingroom and laid out in a perfectly formed, stunningly geometrical pattern on my floor! The pattern was a six armed spiral shape. The curve of each arm was identical, even though formed out of square boxes which over lapped each other, and each arm of the spiral was perfectly equidistant from its neighbours, however what was particularly striking and impressive was the fact that each arm was also colour coded - one red, one yellow, one green, one blue, one black and one white, with each of those arms looking like a single-coloured spectrum, with the darkest shaded CD covers to the centre of the spiral gradually fading out to the lighter shaded covers at the tips of the arms! The pattern was stunning - so intricate and yet so imposing, so mathematical and yet so beautiful, so organic and yet so precisely formed! I would have been extremely proud to have been able to have created such an impressive arrangement myself, but the truth is that even if I had been artistically minded enough to have imagined such a thing in the first place I would guess that it would probably have taken me at least a week to achieve anything like that level of visual and mathematical perfection…And yet ‘something’ had been able to gather all my CDs from all over the house and lay them out so creatively and so precisely on my sitting room floor all within just a few minutes! That event really freaked me out quite a bit! I had sort of got used to bizarre and even 'impossible' things happening around me, but this had happened IN MY HOUSE, and whatever had done it was obviously WAY more 'able' than I could even imagine! I suppose that if I believed in poltergeists or things of that nature, then that would have been my best explanation of what was happening to me, but I was still sure that this was something 'mathematical and logical', something that could be explained somehow, so I steeled myself to stick around and try to work out what the hell was going on! The following day, with my spiral shape still intact on the floor - I wasn't going to move it until I could understand it! - I continued with my packing chores, playing some CDs in the background, having removed them from the spiral with great care and ensuring that they were returned exactly as I had found them once played, but then a CD started to jump. I took it off and played another, but after a while that one also started to jump. My first thought was, "Oh no, not my CD player too!", as one of the 'coincidences' that I had been living with for the previous few weeks had been that all kinds of electrical and electronic devices had started to selectively go haywire around me! I chose another CD but that one started skipping too but then for some reason it crossed my mind that maybe I should actually be trying to listening to what words the CDs were playing as they skipped around, as I had noticed that the CDs weren't simply skipping across from beginning to end, but were instead jumping both forward and backward, playing a line from one song, a few words from another, a couple of words from another, and so on. I decided to let the skipping CD play and I tried to make out what, if anything, it/they/whatever was saying, however the frequent changes in tempo, volume and background noise made it impossible for me to keep up with the frequent jumps. Frustrated at being unable to follow the words that were playing, I shouted out (to no one in particular), "Oh for f**k sake slow down!" Much to my complete astonishment the CD slowed down immediately! It slowed way down - far slower even than if you were to play an old 45rpm vinyl single at 33 rpm. That really freaked me out! Not only were ‘they’ in my house – whoever or whatever ‘they were - but they could apparently both hear me and understand me! I thought for a couple of seconds, as I really didn't know what to do next, but then my frustration took over again and I shouted out, "Look! If you want to talk then let's talk, but for f**k sake stop messing around with my head like this!". The CD stopped playing immediately and then a voice from nowhere and from everywhere around me said in a very calm, very monotonic voice, "OK, let's talk...But it would be easier if you would step outside into your garden." What happened next is a very long story but to summarise it very briefly, for the next three weeks or so I had many long, open, informative, two way conversations with 'the intelligence' that had contacted me. We discussed how, why, who, and every other question that I could think of asking, and all I can say here is that I got very sensible, logical, scientific answers to every question I could think of asking, as well as many answers to questions that I would never even have thought of asking. During those three weeks we also spent a lot of time while they taught me 'other forms of communication' that we could use when it wasn't convenient to talk so openly including methods that most people would call 'telepathy', methods involving 'signs' that I would recognise but that most others would overlook, messages sent in dreams, and a whole lot more besides. The ‘intelligence’ also gave me ‘hints’ about future events that enabled me to ‘prophesy’ events such as Hurricanes Katrina and Rita, the chaos in the global banking system, BP’s Deepwater Horizon disaster in the Gulf of Mexico and many other events (all such predictions were recorded in emails I sent beforehand, the dates and contents of which can all be scientifically verified). In 2006 I wrote to Stephen Hawking to explain to him ‘how information escapes from black holes’ – Something he had claimed was impossible in his book ‘A Brief History of Time’ but then subsequently accepted as a possibility – In 2008 a team of scientists finally came up with an explanation of how this could occur, and their explanation was EXACTLY the same as ONE of the ways I had described to professor Hawking more than two years earlier. Despite any impression you may have formed from the foregoing, I make no claim to be psychic nor to have any kind of paranormal powers or ‘special’ skills. I am just an ordinary guy whose life was changed forever by a series or extraordinary events. In the years since those events I have approached many reputable academic institutions to investigate my story (and to look into some of the other potentially world changing ‘hints’ I was given) and I have also written a series of books on the subject under the title ‘Rapt In An Enigma’. If you are interested in reading my story a compilation of the first four books in that series is available to download free from AMAZON on Friday 28th Feb and Saturday 1st March. The ebooks are formatted for Kindle but can be read on any computer or smartphone using free software provided by AMAZON. The books will be available in paperback form from March 2014 but I do not have the exact release dates yet. To read more about me and my story or to get links to my books on AMAZON please visit my website at: raptinanenigma/moonfruit.com. I am also happy to answer any queries you may have here on this forum. Hi scotsnomad:
Although our experiences seem to come from different places we seem to have had very similar things happen. I too have what I come to call Voltergeist Experiences because these types of Poltergeist only seem to mess with the electronics in my home two years ago I lost my External hard drive when it commited suicide by chewing up my Mac computer's OS Disc, the next day my Mac died as did two TVs. Then went my house telephones, my cell telephone, and even my debit card went wonky on me sometimes working other times not. But what I really want to speak about is the voices, or "Your Friends."
Excerpted from my post here: Strange Days Indeed
Your "Friends", sounds like my "Winds." Then boom it began, eight voices in different keys began to speak in my head. Each of them speaking about different things in the fields of Physics, Quantum Physics, Metaphysics, Spirituality, Cosmology, Psychology, and Hyper Magnetics. I went home and told my brothers of what had happened at work and that I had figured out the meaning of the Universal Number and explained it to them. I was later shocked when my brother Ralph came to me and asked, "How do you turn them off? " "Turn off what?" I asked. " The voices " he said " They keep talking, telling me things that are blowing my mind, it feels like my head is going to explode." " I don't know,"I said I just let them go on and on and and do what I have to do that's all." This was to become a repeating phenomena when I would start to speak to others about what I was told, I would start going into it only to be suddenly told to stop for their minds were accellerating and were beginning to feel as if they were going to overload or explode. I was told many times by friends and others i spoke to of this that I should write it down in a book, but felt that no one would publish it much less read a book of Quantum Physics written by some one that did not have a alphabet behind his name. These Voices were to become the background noises in my mind for the next three years stopping and starting off and on at their discretion. Sometimes going for weeks at an end with out stopping some times just making link observations to things going on around me. Because of the sounds they made I started to call them the Council Of The Winds. I called them this for they reminded me of the sound wind makes in the high towers and tall buildings. Even when I was dreaming I could hear them talking in an endless stream in the back ground. They were not loud or intrusive and I could function fully with them going, and because of the different pitches of each though they all spoke at once I could select any one from the group and clearly hear what it was saying just as easily as one can select an instrumental melody from and orchestra. Back in the early seventies I had no way to explain this phenomena, but now I'd say it was much like when a computer is down loading. I believe now all that information was encoded into the Universal Number and what I been given was like a Sit for Mac or a Zip for PCs had I never understood it fully I would have never received the rest of this information once I really understood what it was I was given it unstuffed or unzipped and a link was then opened so that I could receive the information given to me then and afterwards. With some of what I was told I wrote three articles " The Silver Cord ", "Creation By The Fall Of A Leaf ", and " Spaceail Migrations " spelling intended which I later posted at this site. The problem is when I started to write Spaceail Migrations I was told by the Council to write it in all capitals. So when I wrote Spaceail Migrations I used all caps, but once I got on the Internet I was told this is looked at as shouting. I see now this was a metaphor for how they speak in the mind. Though it is not loud it is as clear as a shout to me when they are speaking and because of this I have left it in that form. I can not write as fast as it comes flooding into me and I am left out of breath at times after this happens so I do not allow this to happen often. I do not claim to be a Channelor nor a Contactee for " The Space Brothers Of The This And That, or That And This Star System." Nor will I try to contact them for any one or for any reason. When they speak I listen but am free to take their advice or not, they speak the same way as does the woman, and their voices register in the same area of my body as does her voice, that being in my forehead, my throat, and my heart, but never do I call on them or anything else to give me help or information they just suddenly speak on their own accord. When they speak they do not speak on moralities or pass on thou should and shouldn'ts, although there was a time when they would ask me about the actions of people in the area about me. They will on occasion tell of events that are going to happen but they do not give out lotto numbers or things like that. Things they foretell are foretold as fact not as if you have a choice in changing them they just say this is what will happen and do not warn you away from doing anything you do. They will tell you of deaths and major events that are going to happen but do not go into detail, but then I never ask them to either. Mainly they speak of technical things explaining why this does that and that does this, and the workings of the unseen side of the Universe. It takes them seconds to say what sometimes takes pages to explain for they operate on the information that I already have gathered in the years by my own readings and experiences. Their language is thick with metaphors and deeper meanings and yes at times a kind of humor. They'll take old phrases and give them new meanings or show you what the term really meant at one time but now has been forgotten. They speak of God, Creator Force, Spiritual, and esoteric things in a purely scientific matter. There is no coating of love, hate, or judgment to it, they speak of how everything is on a journey back to the original state of God that being one of total absence or Nontangiblitiy that they call the Essence 0 and show how this pilgrimage of spaces is the basis of all natural and supernatural phenomena we have witnessed and are yet to experience in other words this migration of spaces is the Unifying Field that has so long been sought after and over looked by Scientist and Physicist alike. A state we can't imagine for in that state there is even absence of awareness a state we can not truly ever be aware of for how can we be aware of being unaware? Still as is my nature I listened but did not, and do not take everything they have told me on face value and began to read books dealing with the subjects they spoke of and found that what I had been told had a basis in Physics, and Quantum Physics. Some of the things I was told back then would come to be proven years later in Quantum Laboratories, and new cosmological discoveries. I also found out that what I have come to call my Owean or 0wean philosophy is very old even ancient and is the foundation of many Eastern, and Native American, and native peoples philosophies. I then realized I was not the only that these things have been passed onto and these teachings were far more older than I thought they were. Because of this to avoid " contamination " by reading these other philosophies so that I know what I learn comes from the Council I avoid reading New age books on these things the only books I have read on these matters where the Carlos Castaneda books and that was because of Ralph's coaxing for there were parallels in his writings to events in my life. I know now that I was not the only one these things were given to and not the only one they have opened up for, every day I am being told by those that once argued with me about the things I was saying in the seventies and early eighties that I should read this book or that book because this author or that one was saying the same things that I had said ten to twenty years before. I am often asked if I am a Buddhist, a Shaman, an Orishie, a Channelor, a Contactee, a Warlock, a Satanist, an Atheist, an Agnostic, an Gnostic, and an endless other list of names because of the way I speak on these matters I just say, " No I am an 0wean, I believe in Nothing. " and leave it as that.
Could we be dealing with the same kind of things?
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 13, 2014 7:40:07 GMT -6
Hi Gilbert, I am going to avoid going into detailed chat about the specifics of your experiences for now (I’ll explain why later) and jump straight to the final question of your post – Could we be dealing with the same kind of things? The short answer would be ‘yes’ but the answer which most accurately reflects my understanding of ‘Everything’ would be ‘If you are actually dealing with any ‘thing’ then we are dealing with the same ‘things’ as, at this stage of our development there is only them and us as far as we are concerned. I am aware that saying such a thing can prove to be controversial on a chat forum like this where so many people have developed their own theories about numerous different entities, beings, spirits, gods, angels, forces and whatever so it may seem like I am saying to them ‘What you believe in doesn’t exist’ – which is not what I am saying at all so to clarify what I am saying I will have to relate a few completely different parts of the story of my experiences, but before that I suppose I best explain the ‘big picture’ which is that ‘Life’ is a game - a virtual reality game with different levels – and the object of this level of the game for us is to learn, develop and grow, both individually but more importantly to learn as a species because it really is a team game. This world is a logic puzzle for us to unravel and solve. ‘My friends’ created the game, they run it, they keep the scores and occasionally they will send us hints and clues to help us through it. They also said that throughout our existence they have given humans the best explanation of ‘life the universe and everything’ that we were able to understand at that stage of our development. With that in mind, the first part of my story concerns one occasion when I asked them whether extra-terrestrials existed and they replied, ‘Doesn’t the fact that we are chatting with you hear already answer that question?’ ‘Ah! I see what you mean because you are not exactly ‘of this Earth’ are you? But that wasn’t really what I meant. I mean are there other civilisations like us out there living on other planets…Well I don’t necessarily mean ‘like us’ but you know what I mean…Are there any other civilisations out there that we might contact or that might contact us?’ ‘You’re people aren’t ready for any of that just now. You can consider it like being in quarantine or you can consider it like protective custody but for the time being you will only be dealing with us but if your people ever reach the stage where you are ready for it then you will get to meet other civilisations.’ ‘Yeah but will that just be some civilisation that you just ‘magic’ed up’ into the game for that purpose or do they already exist out there just now?’ ‘Does that really matter?’ ‘Mmmm! I think I does….Although I guess we wouldn’t know the difference either way so does it matter?...But really I think it does matter but don’t ask me how or why!’ The second bit of the story comes from when we first discussed religion very near the start of our conversations. I am completely unreligious and I really didn’t want to discuss religion at all (at that point I thought I was talking to some super intelligent, super logical extra-terrestrial and I would have felt kind of embarrassed trying to explain what some people down here actually believe in!) but they said they wanted to discuss ‘everything’ and therefore we would have to discuss religion at some point. I said I knew quite a bit about western religions such as Christianity, Judaism and Islam but very little about eastern religions such as Buddhism and Hinduism and even less about other fringe religions. My friends then asked me what the difference was between eastern and western religions and I just laughed, ‘You are asking me to compare apples and oranges…In fact you are asking me to compare apples and tractors because they are totally different things’ ‘So what is the main difference?’ ‘I don’t know how to answer that, I really don’t know enough about eastern religions to discuss any details’ ‘But what is the one big difference based on what you do know?’ ‘Well all three western religions believe that we have one life and at the end of it you are judged by ‘God’ and you then either go to some kind of paradise or some kind of hell whereas both Buddhists and Hindus believe in reincarnation where after you die you are born again and you either move up or down the ladder depending on how you lived your last life?’ ‘So which one do you think is right?’ ‘How should I know? For all I know they are both wrong and when we die we just die and that’s it!’ ‘If they could both be wrong, could they both be right?’ ‘Obviously not because they are mutually exclusive – if one is right then the other must be wrong’ ‘Are you sure about that?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Are you ABSOLUTELY sure about it?’ (That was an ongoing theme in our early chats where they would try to get me to say I was ‘absolutely sure’ about anything, and in view of what was happening to me at the time I was reluctant to say I was absolutely sure about anything anymore) ‘Well I suppose they could both be sort of right in a way if what actually happened is that we all get say five or ten or whatever reincarnations during our one life and then at the end of it we are judged on our overall performance’ They then explained that that is ‘more or less’ what happens EXCEPT:- 1. There is no fixed number of reincarnations as each person will be given as many chances to learn as they need, time permitting, 2. We are not reincarnated up or down a ladder depending on how ‘good’ we have been but rather we are all given a chance to experience life from all angles, e.g. as a man or a woman, as white, brown, yellow skinned, as rich and as poor, as healthy or as infirm etc etc etc, 3. We are not immediately reborn as soon as we die but rather we are put back into the game in whatever role will give us the best chance to learn whatever lessons we have not learned up until that point. Quick learners may wait 100s of years before being put back in to the best role for them whereas slow learners will go back quicker as they have more to learn and so can learn if from a far wider range of roles. 4. We all start the game as a test-tube (to use their metaphor) which is 50% full of talent and during each life we can add to that talent by learning and by overcoming the challenges we face however we can also squander talent and end a life cycle with less talent than we started. 5. The amount of talent each person has will carry on from life to life, however talent can be (and is) exchanged through each incarnation, i.e. being a good violinist in one life doesn’t mean that you will be a good violinist or even a good musician in the next, but you will be equally talented in some way(s). 6. The object of the game as an individual is to fill your test-tube and make yourself more rounded and complete (to compare it to trivial pursuit, the object is to gain a variety of skills not just accumulate more and more of the same kind of skills) 7. This stage of the game does not go on indefinitely nor does it run for a set period of time– It can end if: One person fills their test-tube up to 100%, or if all people end up united together on one side rather than as competing groups, or (the most likely outcome) where less than 20% of people have more than 50% talent left in their test-tubes (The logic behind that cut off point being that we are supposed to learn from each other so if it gets to the stage where so few people would be a good influence it would be unfair to return others to the game with the odds stacked against them) 8. Whatever brings this stage to an end, when it does end then everyone with more than 50% in their test-tube will move on to the next level of the game with the rest being left to ‘sow what they reaped’/’lie in the bed they made’ etc etc etc Anyway, with those basics in mind, the experiences you describe in your post differ from mine in many ways however if I can see that the basic beliefs of Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism and Buddhism are just different descriptions of the same sort of thing then the differences between my experiences and what you describe are not particularly significant to me, especially bearing this final part of my story in mind: …At one point my friends explained that they watched ALL of ‘my people’ ALL of the time, and that they try (as far as they are able to without actually ‘blowing their cover’) to encourage good, social behavior where possible. To use their words, “Good deeds earn signs, and lies break chains. Wee good deeds earn wee signs and big good deeds earn big signs, wee lies break wee chains and big lies break big chains”. They then went on to explain that the ‘signs’ they were talking about were signs that ‘they’ actually existed and were really paying attention to what goes on down here, and the ‘chains’ that they were talking about were chains of memory. With regard to the ‘signs’ bit of the chat, I jumped in with something like, “So why didn’t I get many signs then?” (Full of myself, or what? ), “You didn’t get many signs? What do you think you’ve been bombarded with for the past few weeks then?”, “Aye OK, I saw them THEN, but if that’s what you mean then I haven’t really been ‘that good’ recently…Or what I actually mean is that I haven’t been any better during the past few weeks than I have been during the rest of my life, so why did the signs start all of a sudden?” “Firstly Wee Man, as far as we are concerned you have been amazing during those last few weeks – Sure, you haven’t gotten any better in general terms, but then again, you haven’t gotten any worse, so in our ‘relative terms’ you have just been amazing. We could see what you were going through – Obviously we could, coz it was us that was putting you through it! – and none of us could have blamed you if you had started taking some of that out on the people around you. We certainly couldn’t have blamed you if you had decided that other people were just gonna have to look after themselves for a while coz you needed to concentrate on yourself with all that s**t going on, but you didn’t do that. Like you just said Wee Man, despite everything that was going on around you, you didn’t treat other people any better – or any worse – than you did during the rest of your life, and in a way THAT was your downfall, coz every time you blew us away by doing that you just earned yourself more and more, bigger and bigger signs. Can you get that?” ”Aye….I suppose so…No wonder it felt like I was being hit by a f**king avalanche out there!” “Now, with regard to your earlier good deeds, you DID get signs for them. At first you got the same kind of wee signs that everyone else gets for their good deeds – nothing that was supposed to blow your mind or anything, just a kind of wee tickle here and there to let you know that we were happy with you. To some of your people a wee tickle every now and again is all they really need to keep them going through their whole life, but we noticed pretty early on that you weren’t really that interested in wee tickles, so we started saving them up for you – Like money in the bank kind of thing, coz we never forget when we owe someone a tickle! – Then every so often we would decide to give you a wee bit of the interest that you had accrued in one ‘lump sum’ – Maybe not something that was hugely valuable in financial terms, but something that was BIG in ‘sign value’. Something so weird that it just ‘had to be’ a sign…..Does that ring any bells with you?” ”Aye, I suppose so, coz some weird s**t has happened to me now and again, but how is something like that supposed to be ‘a reward’, coz all it did was confuse the s**t out of me for a while?” ”And why was that?” ”Coz I had no idea what was going on!....And then ‘nothing’ started going on again, and that just kinda made the strange stuff make even less sense than it ‘never’ did before, so to speak!” “And why was that?” ”Coz that’s the way it was! It didn’t make sense to me! F**k, it wouldn’t have made any sense to ANYBODY!” ”Do you believe that?” ”What part of it? Wait! You don’t need to answer that coz I meant it ALL!” “But what if you already believed that we existed?” ”How could I already have believed you existed?” ”OK, maybe ‘believed’ is not the right word, but what if you had been told that we existed or that you ‘hoped’ that we existed, or something like that?” ”Awwwww! I get it now! Are you talking about the ‘God stuff’ again?” ”Not necessarily ‘God stuff’ – Try to imagine what some other people might have been hoping for proof of – People that were maybe not quite so sceptical about everything as you.” ”Oh aye…Like ghosts of people they’d lost, or life after death….Or even aliens I suppose.” ”Exactly Wee Man! Our signs were never supposed to tell people what we are, just to let them know that there really is more to this universe than they can see every day. Your people were always free to interpret our signs anyway they wanted to, after all, they had earned them so they became ‘their’ signs.” “Yeah, OK. I can kind of see that. I can kind of see how stuff like that could be a comfort to some people. I can see how people like my dad could have taken that as some kind of ‘wee wink’ from God, but what about me and people like me? All you would do is confuse the s**t out of us!” ”Well firstly, your Dad was way beyond the ‘wee wink’ stage, but that’s your Dad’s business not yours, and as far as the ‘people like you’ bit is concerned, there really aren’t that many ‘people like you’ among your people – And before you accuse us of kissing your *bleep* again maybe we should point out that we are talking about ‘real sceptical b*****ds that believe in absolutely nothing’ when we say ‘people like you’!” “Ya cheeky b*****ds!...Or is that actually a compliment?....Mmmm…I’m not really sure either way!” ”Well you can decide on that later, but all we are saying here is that there aren’t that many ‘people like you’ down there, no matter what they may say in public most of your people already believe in something and the ones who are don’t usually earn enough good deed signs for that to ever create a big problem for us….I suppose that that is another thing we should thank you for Wee Man, coz it’s not too often that any of your people make us flex our imagination the way that you have at times.” I thought about ‘all of that’ for a while and then sort of shrugged, “OK. I suppose that that all kind of makes some kind of sense to me….Although the jury is still out with regard to how much of a ‘reward’ all this is! Don’t get me wrong – today has been ‘interesting’, and you really are a funny b*****d…But how screwed up is my life gonna be after all this?”…. “ OK this is a long post so I will leave it there. To answer your question I’ve had to cover a wide range of stuff that I would have rather spent more time on individually but I hope ‘all that’ made sense to you (and to everyone) and that it answered your question adequately, but to sum things up, it always seemed to me that religious people on this planet always seemed to focus on the differences that (to them) made their religion special – When I lived in Malaysia (an Islamic country) I decided to read the Koran just to have a better understanding of my surroundings and I was amazed at how similar it was to what I remembered of the bible from my school days. Sure there were some differences but to me the ‘sames’ outnumbered the differences by a huge number and yet sooooooooooo many people only seem to focus on those differences. I was never like that before and have become even more able to spot the ‘sames’ in things since my chats with my friends started.
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Post by poseygilbert on Mar 14, 2014 0:11:15 GMT -6
Hi Gilbert, I am going to avoid going into detailed chat about the specifics of your experiences for now (I’ll explain why later) and jump straight to the final question of your post – Could we be dealing with the same kind of things? The short answer would be ‘yes’ but the answer which most accurately reflects my understanding of ‘Everything’ would be ‘If you are actually dealing with any ‘thing’ then we are dealing with the same ‘things’ as, at this stage of our development there is only them and us as far as we are concerned. I am aware that saying such a thing can prove to be controversial on a chat forum like this where so many people have developed their own theories about numerous different entities, beings, spirits, gods, angels, forces and whatever so it may seem like I am saying to them ‘What you believe in doesn’t exist’ – which is not what I am saying at all so to clarify what I am saying I will have to relate a few completely different parts of the story of my experiences, but before that I suppose I best explain the ‘big picture’ which is that ‘Life’ is a game - a virtual reality game with different levels – and the object of this level of the game for us is to learn, develop and grow, both individually but more importantly to learn as a species because it really is a team game. This world is a logic puzzle for us to unravel and solve. ‘My friends’ created the game, they run it, they keep the scores and occasionally they will send us hints and clues to help us through it. They also said that throughout our existence they have given humans the best explanation of ‘life the universe and everything’ that we were able to understand at that stage of our development. With that in mind, the first part of my story concerns one occasion when I asked them whether extra-terrestrials existed and they replied, ‘Doesn’t the fact that we are chatting with you hear already answer that question?’ ‘Ah! I see what you mean because you are not exactly ‘of this Earth’ are you? But that wasn’t really what I meant. I mean are there other civilisations like us out there living on other planets…Well I don’t necessarily mean ‘like us’ but you know what I mean…Are there any other civilisations out there that we might contact or that might contact us?’ ‘You’re people aren’t ready for any of that just now. You can consider it like being in quarantine or you can consider it like protective custody but for the time being you will only be dealing with us but if your people ever reach the stage where you are ready for it then you will get to meet other civilisations.’ ‘Yeah but will that just be some civilisation that you just ‘magic’ed up’ into the game for that purpose or do they already exist out there just now?’ ‘Does that really matter?’ ‘Mmmm! I think I does….Although I guess we wouldn’t know the difference either way so does it matter?...But really I think it does matter but don’t ask me how or why!’ The second bit of the story comes from when we first discussed religion very near the start of our conversations. I am completely unreligious and I really didn’t want to discuss religion at all (at that point I thought I was talking to some super intelligent, super logical extra-terrestrial and I would have felt kind of embarrassed trying to explain what some people down here actually believe in!) but they said they wanted to discuss ‘everything’ and therefore we would have to discuss religion at some point. I said I knew quite a bit about western religions such as Christianity, Judaism and Islam but very little about eastern religions such as Buddhism and Hinduism and even less about other fringe religions. My friends then asked me what the difference was between eastern and western religions and I just laughed, ‘You are asking me to compare apples and oranges…In fact you are asking me to compare apples and tractors because they are totally different things’ ‘So what is the main difference?’ ‘I don’t know how to answer that, I really don’t know enough about eastern religions to discuss any details’ ‘But what is the one big difference based on what you do know?’ ‘Well all three western religions believe that we have one life and at the end of it you are judged by ‘God’ and you then either go to some kind of paradise or some kind of hell whereas both Buddhists and Hindus believe in reincarnation where after you die you are born again and you either move up or down the ladder depending on how you lived your last life?’ ‘So which one do you think is right?’ ‘How should I know? For all I know they are both wrong and when we die we just die and that’s it!’ ‘If they could both be wrong, could they both be right?’ ‘Obviously not because they are mutually exclusive – if one is right then the other must be wrong’ ‘Are you sure about that?’ ‘Yeah.’ ‘Are you ABSOLUTELY sure about it?’ (That was an ongoing theme in our early chats where they would try to get me to say I was ‘absolutely sure’ about anything, and in view of what was happening to me at the time I was reluctant to say I was absolutely sure about anything anymore) ‘Well I suppose they could both be sort of right in a way if what actually happened is that we all get say five or ten or whatever reincarnations during our one life and then at the end of it we are judged on our overall performance’ They then explained that that is ‘more or less’ what happens EXCEPT:- 1. There is no fixed number of reincarnations as each person will be given as many chances to learn as they need, time permitting, 2. We are not reincarnated up or down a ladder depending on how ‘good’ we have been but rather we are all given a chance to experience life from all angles, e.g. as a man or a woman, as white, brown, yellow skinned, as rich and as poor, as healthy or as infirm etc etc etc, 3. We are not immediately reborn as soon as we die but rather we are put back into the game in whatever role will give us the best chance to learn whatever lessons we have not learned up until that point. Quick learners may wait 100s of years before being put back in to the best role for them whereas slow learners will go back quicker as they have more to learn and so can learn if from a far wider range of roles. 4. We all start the game as a test-tube (to use their metaphor) which is 50% full of talent and during each life we can add to that talent by learning and by overcoming the challenges we face however we can also squander talent and end a life cycle with less talent than we started. 5. The amount of talent each person has will carry on from life to life, however talent can be (and is) exchanged through each incarnation, i.e. being a good violinist in one life doesn’t mean that you will be a good violinist or even a good musician in the next, but you will be equally talented in some way(s). 6. The object of the game as an individual is to fill your test-tube and make yourself more rounded and complete (to compare it to trivial pursuit, the object is to gain a variety of skills not just accumulate more and more of the same kind of skills) 7. This stage of the game does not go on indefinitely nor does it run for a set period of time– It can end if: One person fills their test-tube up to 100%, or if all people end up united together on one side rather than as competing groups, or (the most likely outcome) where less than 20% of people have more than 50% talent left in their test-tubes (The logic behind that cut off point being that we are supposed to learn from each other so if it gets to the stage where so few people would be a good influence it would be unfair to return others to the game with the odds stacked against them) 8. Whatever brings this stage to an end, when it does end then everyone with more than 50% in their test-tube will move on to the next level of the game with the rest being left to ‘sow what they reaped’/’lie in the bed they made’ etc etc etc Anyway, with those basics in mind, the experiences you describe in your post differ from mine in many ways however if I can see that the basic beliefs of Christianity, Judaism, Islam, Hinduism and Buddhism are just different descriptions of the same sort of thing then the differences between my experiences and what you describe are not particularly significant to me, especially bearing this final part of my story in mind: …At one point my friends explained that they watched ALL of ‘my people’ ALL of the time, and that they try (as far as they are able to without actually ‘blowing their cover’) to encourage good, social behavior where possible. To use their words, “Good deeds earn signs, and lies break chains. Wee good deeds earn wee signs and big good deeds earn big signs, wee lies break wee chains and big lies break big chains”. They then went on to explain that the ‘signs’ they were talking about were signs that ‘they’ actually existed and were really paying attention to what goes on down here, and the ‘chains’ that they were talking about were chains of memory. With regard to the ‘signs’ bit of the chat, I jumped in with something like, “So why didn’t I get many signs then?” (Full of myself, or what? ), “You didn’t get many signs? What do you think you’ve been bombarded with for the past few weeks then?”, “Aye OK, I saw them THEN, but if that’s what you mean then I haven’t really been ‘that good’ recently…Or what I actually mean is that I haven’t been any better during the past few weeks than I have been during the rest of my life, so why did the signs start all of a sudden?” “Firstly Wee Man, as far as we are concerned you have been amazing during those last few weeks – Sure, you haven’t gotten any better in general terms, but then again, you haven’t gotten any worse, so in our ‘relative terms’ you have just been amazing. We could see what you were going through – Obviously we could, coz it was us that was putting you through it! – and none of us could have blamed you if you had started taking some of that out on the people around you. We certainly couldn’t have blamed you if you had decided that other people were just gonna have to look after themselves for a while coz you needed to concentrate on yourself with all that s**t going on, but you didn’t do that. Like you just said Wee Man, despite everything that was going on around you, you didn’t treat other people any better – or any worse – than you did during the rest of your life, and in a way THAT was your downfall, coz every time you blew us away by doing that you just earned yourself more and more, bigger and bigger signs. Can you get that?” ”Aye….I suppose so…No wonder it felt like I was being hit by a f**king avalanche out there!” “Now, with regard to your earlier good deeds, you DID get signs for them. At first you got the same kind of wee signs that everyone else gets for their good deeds – nothing that was supposed to blow your mind or anything, just a kind of wee tickle here and there to let you know that we were happy with you. To some of your people a wee tickle every now and again is all they really need to keep them going through their whole life, but we noticed pretty early on that you weren’t really that interested in wee tickles, so we started saving them up for you – Like money in the bank kind of thing, coz we never forget when we owe someone a tickle! – Then every so often we would decide to give you a wee bit of the interest that you had accrued in one ‘lump sum’ – Maybe not something that was hugely valuable in financial terms, but something that was BIG in ‘sign value’. Something so weird that it just ‘had to be’ a sign…..Does that ring any bells with you?” ”Aye, I suppose so, coz some weird s**t has happened to me now and again, but how is something like that supposed to be ‘a reward’, coz all it did was confuse the s**t out of me for a while?” ”And why was that?” ”Coz I had no idea what was going on!....And then ‘nothing’ started going on again, and that just kinda made the strange stuff make even less sense than it ‘never’ did before, so to speak!” “And why was that?” ”Coz that’s the way it was! It didn’t make sense to me! F**k, it wouldn’t have made any sense to ANYBODY!” ”Do you believe that?” ”What part of it? Wait! You don’t need to answer that coz I meant it ALL!” “But what if you already believed that we existed?” ”How could I already have believed you existed?” ”OK, maybe ‘believed’ is not the right word, but what if you had been told that we existed or that you ‘hoped’ that we existed, or something like that?” ”Awwwww! I get it now! Are you talking about the ‘God stuff’ again?” ”Not necessarily ‘God stuff’ – Try to imagine what some other people might have been hoping for proof of – People that were maybe not quite so sceptical about everything as you.” ”Oh aye…Like ghosts of people they’d lost, or life after death….Or even aliens I suppose.” ”Exactly Wee Man! Our signs were never supposed to tell people what we are, just to let them know that there really is more to this universe than they can see every day. Your people were always free to interpret our signs anyway they wanted to, after all, they had earned them so they became ‘their’ signs.” “Yeah, OK. I can kind of see that. I can kind of see how stuff like that could be a comfort to some people. I can see how people like my dad could have taken that as some kind of ‘wee wink’ from God, but what about me and people like me? All you would do is confuse the s**t out of us!” ”Well firstly, your Dad was way beyond the ‘wee wink’ stage, but that’s your Dad’s business not yours, and as far as the ‘people like you’ bit is concerned, there really aren’t that many ‘people like you’ among your people – And before you accuse us of kissing your *bleep* again maybe we should point out that we are talking about ‘real sceptical b*****ds that believe in absolutely nothing’ when we say ‘people like you’!” “Ya cheeky b*****ds!...Or is that actually a compliment?....Mmmm…I’m not really sure either way!” ”Well you can decide on that later, but all we are saying here is that there aren’t that many ‘people like you’ down there, no matter what they may say in public most of your people already believe in something and the ones who are don’t usually earn enough good deed signs for that to ever create a big problem for us….I suppose that that is another thing we should thank you for Wee Man, coz it’s not too often that any of your people make us flex our imagination the way that you have at times.” I thought about ‘all of that’ for a while and then sort of shrugged, “OK. I suppose that that all kind of makes some kind of sense to me….Although the jury is still out with regard to how much of a ‘reward’ all this is! Don’t get me wrong – today has been ‘interesting’, and you really are a funny b*****d…But how screwed up is my life gonna be after all this?”…. “ OK this is a long post so I will leave it there. To answer your question I’ve had to cover a wide range of stuff that I would have rather spent more time on individually but I hope ‘all that’ made sense to you (and to everyone) and that it answered your question adequately, but to sum things up, it always seemed to me that religious people on this planet always seemed to focus on the differences that (to them) made their religion special – When I lived in Malaysia (an Islamic country) I decided to read the Koran just to have a better understanding of my surroundings and I was amazed at how similar it was to what I remembered of the bible from my school days. Sure there were some differences but to me the ‘sames’ outnumbered the differences by a huge number and yet sooooooooooo many people only seem to focus on those differences. I was never like that before and have become even more able to spot the ‘sames’ in things since my chats with my friends started.
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 22, 2014 16:23:36 GMT -6
Hello Scotsnomad! I don't know how I missed this thread - of course my own filters may be filtering out some titles - how would I know? Anyway - your account here sounds very interesting - I wish you had posted a picture of the CD spiral! I would think you might want to talk to Steve (who is sometimes here) who channeled information from presumably an alien intelligence (or more than one). He too has a book but would probably speak to you personally about your experience (if you want feedback from people with similiar experiences). I have had a calm "over voice" in my head that have me advice when I was really in a jam. I took the advice and, contrary to your moving the wardrobe experience, it was very useful. I had said at the time it was like a moderator for a British documentary - an accent I cannot produce with my mouth or presumably my mind. Older. Male. I would tell you this story if you are interested. (You can PM me). It was one of many experiences that I certainly didn't perceive as "from aliens" at the time. Writing here has brought up a lot of old memories that now seem more related than I first thought... Hi again Pualette (and all), In my original reply to your post I said I would write another post about the 'voice in my head' but I have been kinda busy writing so it has taken longer than I expected. In your post you say that you have a voice that you hear from time to time that guides/advises you which is a very different voice and accent from your own. That's very different from myself (although it does tie in with a couple of other bits of my story that I will discuss later). When my friends first talking to me it was an external voice I heard but a couple of days into the first chats they did show me that they could speak directly into my head and it was quite a weird (and a bit funny) experience:- I think it was the second time that I left the house after our chats started – I didn’t really want to go out as I was really tired and there was nothing in particular that I wanted or needed from ‘in town’, but they said that they needed me to go out so that they could move a few things around in my house ‘for my next lesson’. I offered to just close my eyes or even go out into the garden for a while but they insisted that I go into town for a couple of hours. As I was getting ready to go out they told me that I should put on my baseball cap (which I usually only wore when playing golf in the hot sun out there). After the usual ‘Why?”/”You’ll understand later” discussion I picked up my baseball cap and realised that it felt much heavier than it usually did. On closer inspection it felt like something very flexible but very heavy (possibly as heavy a as lead) seemed to have been sewn into the headband of the cap I said ‘Hey! What the f**k is that?”, and they said ‘Don’t worry, it’s just something that will allow us to communicate with you out there if we need to contact you urgently’. I shrugged my shoulders, put on the cap and then called a taxi to take me into town. I got the cab to drop me in the centre of downtown Saigon and as I stepped out I said to myself “Right! What am I going to do for a couple of hours?”. I’m not sure whether I actually said it aloud or whether I just thought it to myself (I wasn’t even sure about that at the time), but there was an immediate ‘pulse’ in/around my head as if someone had suddenly tightened the hatband of my baseball cap momentarily and then a little voice in my head said “Why not go to The Underground?”, and then there was a second ‘pulse’ (The Underground was the name of my regular bar in Saigon). Now, when I said ‘there was a little voice in my head’, the fact is that it didn’t sound anything like Billy Connolly’s voice at all (as my friends’ voice had sounded for the past few days) but actually just sounded exactly the same as all of my own thoughts sound to me when I think them. I really wasn’t sure whether it was just one of my thoughts (although it seemed to have come completely out of the blue as far as I was concerned, as it was only around noon and I wouldn’t normally have even thought of popping in to the bar at that time) or whether it was a suggestion from my friends, but the fact that it had started and finished with a pulse from my hatband seemed to suggest the latter. I looked around to make sure there was no one close enough to overhear me and then I whispered “Is that you?”. There was another pulse in my hat and then the same ‘voice’ said “Were you expecting a call from anyone else?”, followed by another pulse. I stifled a laugh and then whispered “Wow! This is amazing!”. There was another pulse and then the same wee inner voice said “You don’t need to whisper, all you have to do is think of what you want to say and we will hear it.” (followed by another pulse). Despite what they just said I continued to whisper (after making sure that no one around was looking at me strangely) “But how will you know if I am speaking to you or if I am just thinking?”, There was a pulse and then they said “Does it matter?” (pulse!). I thought it might matter but I decided to give it a try anyway, so I thought to myself “Can you hear this?”. There was another pulse and then they said something like “Are you going to waste both our time here like this or are we gonna go to that pub?” (pulse!). I soon realised that they were using the pulses in my hat in the same way that NASA used the ‘Beeps’ during their conversations with the astronauts on the Apollo missions – it was a way of letting the other party know when they were starting or finishing a communication, which was necessary to avoid them both talking over each other because of the time delay caused by the distance that each message had to travel to reach the other. I walked along the road towards the bar not really saying/thinking much except “Wow this is weird” or “Wow, this is amazing”, but the truth is that I spent most of my time trying to think of absolutely nothing at all coz I still wasn’t sure about how comfortable I was with them listening in to every thought that went through my mind – especially with the number of women walking around central Saigon who had lovely backsides! When I got to the bar there were a few other regulars in, as well as all the staff who I already knew well so it was quite easy for me to pass away a pleasant couple of hours in there. Well I say it was easy, but in fact there were times when I was finding it quite difficult, or more specifically there were times that I found it difficult to keep a straight face while I was having a conversation with some friends or staff from the bar only to have my own wee personal Billy Connolly whispering funny lines ‘in my ear’ at the same time. I tried to carry on double simultaneous conversations for a while – chatting to my friends while in between times trying to ‘think’ the answers to whatever ‘my friends’ were saying (which most of the times was something like ‘Will you shut up while I’m talking to other people coz this is difficult enough to get my head round as it is?’). At one point I decided that it was getting too difficult to keep up, so I decided to take my baseball cap off for a while just to give myself a rest. As I whipped off my cap I thought to myself “This will shut them up for a while!”. Although I had already taken my cap off there was an immediate and identical pulse around my head and then a little voice said “Surprise! We don’t actually need you to wear the hat at all we just used the hat to make it easier for you to get your head around this to start with!” (pulse!). I just put my head in my hands and thought to myself “How the f**k am I gonna handle this???” – that wasn’t a message to them, that one really was just a thought to myself. Not long after that I decided that I had been out of the house for long enough so I caught a cab and headed home to see what they had been up to in my absence. When I got home everything seemed exactly as I had left it so I said to them (out loud, in the way we had been talking for days), “I thought you said you needed me to go out so that you could move things around, but nothing’s changed.” They replied (telepathically, as they had been doing all afternoon), “Maybe we’ve moved some things and maybe we haven’t, but things have definitely changed Wee Man. You don’t have to worry about today’s lesson, you’ve already passed it with flying colours so you can go get changed and just chill out for a while if you want.” From that point on they used telepathy 99.9% of the time, even though I asked them to continue to use their ‘normal’ voice at least when we were alone at the house – They’re reply was something like “Why take a backward step now Wee Man? Get used to it, this is the communication method of the future.” I think it was actually the second time that I left the house – I didn’t really want to go out as I was really tired and there was nothing in particular that I wanted or needed from ‘in town’, but they said that they needed me to go out so that they could move a few things around in my house ‘for my next lesson’. I offered to just close my eyes or even go out into the garden for a while but they insisted that I go into town for a couple of hours. As I was getting ready to go out they told me that I should put on my baseball cap (which I usually only wore when playing golf in the hot sun out there). After the usual ‘Why?”/”You’ll understand later” discussion I picked up my baseball cap and realised that it felt much heavier than it usually did. On closer inspection it felt like something very flexible but very heavy (possibly as heavy a as lead) seemed to have been sewn into the headband of the cap I said ‘Hey! What the f**k is that?”, and they said ‘Don’t worry, it’s just something that will allow us to communicate with you out there if we need to contact you urgently’. I shrugged my shoulders, put on the cap and then called a taxi to take me into town. I got the cab to drop me in the centre of downtown Saigon and as I stepped out I said to myself “Right! What am I going to do for a couple of hours?”. I’m not sure whether I actually said it aloud or whether I just thought it to myself (I wasn’t even sure about that at the time), but there was an immediate ‘pulse’ in/around my head as if someone had suddenly tightened the hatband of my baseball cap momentarily and then a little voice in my head said “Why not go to The Underground?”, and then there was a second ‘pulse’ (The Underground was the name of my regular bar in Saigon). Now, when I said ‘there was a little voice in my head’, the fact is that it didn’t sound anything like Billy Connolly’s voice at all (as my friends’ voice had sounded for the past few days) but actually just sounded exactly the same as all of my own thoughts sound to me when I think them. I really wasn’t sure whether it was just one of my thoughts (although it seemed to have come completely out of the blue as far as I was concerned, as it was only around noon and I wouldn’t normally have even thought of popping in to the bar at that time) or whether it was a suggestion from my friends, but the fact that it had started and finished with a pulse from my hatband seemed to suggest the latter. I looked around to make sure there was no one close enough to overhear me and then I whispered “Is that you?”. There was another pulse in my hat and then the same ‘voice’ said “Were you expecting a call from anyone else?”, followed by another pulse. I stifled a laugh and then whispered “Wow! This is amazing!”. There was another pulse and then the same wee inner voice said “You don’t need to whisper, all you have to do is think of what you want to say and we will hear it.” (followed by another pulse). Despite what they just said I continued to whisper (after making sure that no one around was looking at me strangely) “But how will you know if I am speaking to you or if I am just thinking?”, There was a pulse and then they said “Does it matter?” (pulse!). I thought it might matter but I decided to give it a try anyway, so I thought to myself “Can you hear this?”. There was another pulse and then they said something like “Are you going to waste both our time here like this or are we gonna go to that pub?” (pulse!). I soon realised that they were using the pulses in my hat in the same way that NASA used the ‘Beeps’ during their conversations with the astronauts on the Apollo missions – it was a way of letting the other party know when they were starting or finishing a communication, which was necessary to avoid them both talking over each other because of the time delay caused by the distance that each message had to travel to reach the other. I walked along the road towards the bar not really saying/thinking much except “Wow this is weird” or “Wow, this is amazing”, but the truth is that I spent most of my time trying to think of absolutely nothing at all coz I still wasn’t sure about how comfortable I was with them listening in to every thought that went through my mind – especially with the number of women walking around central Saigon who had lovely backsides! When I got to the bar there were a few other regulars in, as well as all the staff who I already knew well so it was quite easy for me to pass away a pleasant couple of hours in there. Well I say it was easy, but in fact there were times when I was finding it quite difficult, or more specifically there were times that I found it difficult to keep a straight face while I was having a conversation with some friends or staff from the bar only to have my own wee personal Billy Connolly whispering funny lines ‘in my ear’ at the same time. I tried to carry on double simultaneous conversations for a while – chatting to my friends while in between times trying to ‘think’ the answers to whatever ‘my friends’ were saying (which most of the times was something like ‘Will you shut up while I’m talking to other people coz this is difficult enough to get my head round as it is?’). At one point I decided that it was getting too difficult to keep up, so I decided to take my baseball cap off for a while just to give myself a rest. As I whipped off my cap I thought to myself “This will shut them up for a while!”. Although I had already taken my cap off there was an immediate and identical pulse around my head and then a little voice said “Surprise! We don’t actually need you to wear the hat at all we just used the hat to make it easier for you to get your head around this to start with!” (pulse!). I just put my head in my hands and thought to myself “How the f**k am I gonna handle this???” – that wasn’t a message to them, that one really was just a thought to myself. Not long after that I decided that I had been out of the house for long enough so I caught a cab and headed home to see what they had been up to in my absence. When I got home everything seemed exactly as I had left it so I said to them (out loud, in the way we had been talking for days), “I thought you said you needed me to go out so that you could move things around, but nothing’s changed.” They replied (telepathically, as they had been doing all afternoon), “Maybe we’ve moved some things and maybe we haven’t, but things have definitely changed Wee Man. You don’t have to worry about today’s lesson, you’ve already passed it with flying colours so you can go get changed and just chill out for a while if you want.” From that point on they used telepathy 99.9% of the time, even though I asked them to continue to use their ‘normal’ voice at least when we were alone at the house – They’re reply was something like “Why take a backward step now Wee Man? Get used to it, this is the communication method of the future.”
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Post by Deleted on Mar 23, 2014 13:11:25 GMT -6
Although I had already taken my cap off there was an immediate and identical pulse around my head and then a little voice said “Surprise! We don’t actually need you to wear the hat at all we just used the hat to make it easier for you to get your head around this to start with!” (pulse!). Read more: theedgeofreality.proboards.com/thread/4507/incredible-paranormal-experience#ixzz2woWpjY7q________________________________________________________________________________________________ Cr4P! Did I just get an answer I've been looking for?? Ugh, yeah right now its all about "me" , but I've told a couple of doctors at different times over the years, about a "band" feeling (like a tight baseball cap is on, but it isn't) that I often feel around my head. Neither type of Doctor had any clue to what caused this feeling. My dad mentioned this "headband feeling" for himself, on his high allergy days, so I have pushed it off to allergy/sensitivities. Some of the feeling, I have found, does go away when I actually put on a baseball cap (which is actually pretty frequent; with the hat band at varying tightness). Laugh, at your will, but at times this feeling has escalated to feeling like my brains are trying to expand so much that, well, you know . . . . . Thank you for being so forthright about your experience(s). I'm none to kind to anyone speaking in my head. . . .
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Post by scotsnomad on Mar 24, 2014 5:46:03 GMT -6
Still on the subject of people's 'Internal voices' this is another part of my story which tackles the same kind of thing but from a totally different angle (and it also explains a lot more about this game we call life at the same time). It was originally a post I made on another paranormal discussion forum a while ago where I was answering a question someone had raised so there may be some bits in this post that refer to things I haven't mentioned here yet but I guess most of it is self explanatory:- At one point in my chats my friends had told me that everyone who has ever lived was alive today – At the time they said that I automatically assumed that they meant that everyone who has ever been was alive and on the Earth at the moment but I now understand that even people ‘in the waiting area’ are still alive as far as my friends are concerned.
Actually the bit of the chat that followed on from that (when they told me that everyone who had ever lived was alive today) would also be a good way of answering your question about what do you need to do to be considered suitable to be contacted ‘by them’. As I mentioned yesterday my first reaction when they said that was to challenge how that was arithmetically possible – At first I assumed that we should have far more people on the planet unless they were doubling people up and putting two into one body, but then I remembered hearing that there are more people on the planet now than have ever existed in total before which implied that some of the ‘bodies’ on the planet must be ‘empty’ (or avatars as I described them yesterday. I’ll pick up the conversation from there (Even if I edit it down it will still be quite a long but it does answer a lot):
“Don’t worry about the arithmetic for now, and none of what you just said is stupid because the truth is that we can and do do both of those things – sometimes we do have more than one person sharing a test-tube for a while either because they have the same type of lessons to learn or because they all have very different lessons to learn and so they can use their combined talents to help them all grow together and there are a whole variety of reasons why we sometimes put ‘empty test-tubes’ down there but we will get to all of that soon if you just accept that everyone who has ever lived is alive at this very moment. OK?” “OK…So who is the Hitler?” “Why ask about him specifically?” “I don’t know, the question just sprang to my mind straight away – Maybe so we could all keep an eye on the b*****d and make sure he doesn’t get up to all that sh*t again!.” “So who else could you have asked about?” “Well I suppose you might have expected me to want to know who/where my Dad is now or maybe who Lester (a close friend who had died a couple of months earlier) is but really I’m not interested in that because I know who they were and that is what matters to me and I guess now they are both just young kids somewhere so let’s just let them get on with their lives in peace.” “Who else might other people have expected you to ask about?” “Mmm I guess a lot of people’s first question might have been ‘Who’s the Jesus?’ or ‘Who’s the Muhammad?’ but I certainly don’t wanna know any of that stuff – If those people are back here then fair enough but just imagine the pressure someone would feel under if you suddenly told them that they were the reincarnation of Christ or Muhammad?” “Who else might some other people have asked about?” “Mmmm…Well actually most of my friends here in Vietnam are Buddhist but I’m ashamed to admit that I know so little about Buddhism that I am not even sure if Buddhists think of Buddha as being a ‘God-thing’ like Jehovah or Yahweh or Allah or whoever or whether they think of him as being a ‘special human’ like Jesus or Muhammad or maybe even just a good human like Gandhi or something so I don’t know whether Buddhists would want to know who Buddha is now…Or do they actually believe that the Dali Lama is the reincarnation of him?...I mean I know that each time the Dali Lama dies they seek out a new born baby who they believe is a reincarnation of the previous one but I’m not sure if that is supposed to stretch all the way back to Buddha…Like I said before I really know nothing much about Buddhism.” “It’s OK we’ll get to all that stuff but the first thing that we really want to tell you here before we go into ‘all that’ is that you’re not the Hitler!”
I laughed!!!
“Why did you say that?” ”Why did you laugh when we did?”
I laughed again!
”OK! Got me!...I laughed coz I was actually ‘braced’ for you telling me something like that!....Or actually ‘telling me THAT!’, coz what could be ‘something like that’ Big Yin?....”
OLLEZ!!!
”….But I was kinda bracing myself for it ‘just in case’….And don’t ask me why specifically but it just seemed to be one ‘bush that you could possibly have been beating around’ so to speak!...So! Thanks for the good news Big Yin but don’t dare tell me who ‘the Hitler’ actually is at this moment - Not unless there is a good reason for it because I just blurted out that question without really thinking about it before but if Hitler is out there just now he might just be some young kid going through school or something and it would be unfair to put that kind of burden on anyone!”
OLLAH!!!!
”Don’t worry Wee man, coz we’re not gonna hit you with that either….But tell us Wee Man….Do you really think that Hitler was clever enough to have become clever enough to be you in so short a time if you understand what we mean?” ”Phhhewwww….How the f**k do I know Big Yin?.....There are loads of different types of ‘clever’ Big Yin, and Hitler wasn’t stupid!!!....He may have been a crazy f**k, and you can take that ‘maybe’ right out of there right away coz he WAS a crazy f**k Big Yin….But he wasn’t a stupid one!...”
OLLEZ!!!!
”…You don’t get from a working class family in a wee town in Austria to being f**king Fuehrer of Germany AND ‘Greater Germany’ for a while by being stupid Big Yin!!!....Maybe you need to be stupid a bit to want to but you’ll never actually get there unless there is ‘something clever’ about you!”
OLLAH!!!
”Well thank you Wee Man, coz that’s just saved us the five minutes that we had set aside to convince you that Hitler was actually quite a clever guy to start with, but seeing as you’ve already reached that conclusion for yourself we can just move on already…..Coz ‘You’re right!’ he was a right clever f**k as a wee boy….A clever wee boy with loads of potential and he could even have been you one day if he had gone the right way about things.” ”ME???....He could have been me???” ”Oops! Sorry Wee Man!...Not ‘YOU’ as such, but at one point in his life Hitler was actually clever enough in enough ways to have put enough of the jigsaw together to have become the one sitting in your position right now listening to all of this stuff…..Except of course, if he was here then we and him wouldn’t have been talking about any of this stuff, now would we?” “I guess not…So what happened then?...Why did he go off the tracks so much?” ”Greed Wee Man, nothing but greed!...There’s more than one ‘clever’ and there’s more than one greed and that greedy wee f**k had the biggest greed for power that your world has ever seen before his time became ‘up’ but even at the beginning, or right near the beginning of that life, that greed for power was becoming a monster Wee Man!” ”Go on!” ”At the beginning we tried to turn him around and turn that greed-monster away and we tried f**king hard Wee Man, coz we always hate seeing that much potential going to waste but he just wasn’t having it Wee Man!” ”OK! So what?” ”So now is the time when it would help if you can try to imagine us as ‘the fountain of all human knowledge’ for a minute…Do you think you can do that?” ”Aye!!!...I suppose I can ‘metaphor-ise that’ in my head and in my mind without too much hassle – I’ve seen the way you put good ideas into my head and I guess you do the same thing with everyone else.” ”Good….So now can you picture us as THREE fountains of knowledge?” ”EH???” ”Think of it like this Wee Man!....Everybody always comes to us asking ‘What should I do?’, or ‘What can I do?’, or some variation or other on that theme, OK?....And when we say that they come to us with those questions, we mean that even if they don’t actually know that we’re here and they think they are just asking the question to themselves…Coz we’re always on the lookout for inquisitive humans asking themselves questions that we can help answer for them, so sometimes…And in fact ‘often’!....And in fact ‘Always!’,….We will answer those questions that the human asks and they will hear the answer, but they never know that it comes from us….That’s how we usually pass on our knowledge or guidance or whatever to your people…. Whether they actually believe in us or not…OK?” ”OK!...I’m ‘with the theory’, at least….Or ‘with the logic’, or whatever”
OLLAH!!!
”OK!...So!...That ‘information exchange’ is actually a bit of a two way thing….Or actually we mean, it is a thing that is used in two ways by us….If we have something really clever that we feel it is time for your people to know, then we will look around for the cleverest people around on the Earth at that time….In the right kinda place on the Earth at the time too coz as often as not it is where the person is rather than who the person is that helps us to decide which particular human we will pass on the next ‘nugget to…OK?” ”OK!...I think that I follow that, but what kinda stuff are you talking about here?”
OLLEZ!!!
”EXACTLY WEE MAN!!!” ”Eh???” ”Sorry Wee Man, that didn’t make much sense there, did it?...But the thing is that we are actually talking about EVERYTHING here…Everything from how to make fire to how to crack an egg to how to make and change a light bulb!...EVERYTHING!!!...” ”Oh!” ”If we happened to have something really, really big and really, really clever, then we have to take a long time and wait for just the right kinda human to come along….Not just one that just happens to be in the right place at the right time, and not just someone who won’t take advantage of it, but in those kinda cases we need to find a special kinda human that is capable of getting their head around the stuff that we want to show them, so whenever we have stuff like that to deliver to your people then we need to look around for special humans like Leonardo or like you or whatever, so you can just imagine how difficult it can be to find someone like that ‘just when you need one’!” ”Oh hey wait a minute here!!!” ”Do you object to the comparison?” ”Phhhewww…I can’t say I ‘object’, coz it’s actually a hell of a compliment I suppose but it just seems a bit much, that’s all!...I don’t need that Big Yin!....Maybe it’s meant as flattery, but honestly Big Yin, I don’t need ‘crap like that’ on my back!” ”It’s not flattery Wee Man!” ”Whatever! Can we move on?” ”OK!...But the point we are making here is that there are things that your people just get entitled to get to know ‘from time to time’ just for still being around, so we like to spread that kinda stuff around a bit in as imaginative a way as we can, but really, when it gets right down to it….If you’re people need a light bulb then you’re gonna get one, and we never usually have any hassle in finding someone in any civilisation that we can pass on ‘useful but profitable’ wee inventions like that….OK?....Let’s just say for now that when it comes to ‘dishing out’ wee secrets like that, there are always enough clever-enough, convenient-enough, and useful-enough candidates around to pass wee nuggets like that to any civilisation just about as soon as it is getting ready to have a need for them, OK?” ”OK!...I suppose!” ”But there is some kinda special stuff that not every civilisation ‘always gets automatically’….’You’ve got to make your own luck’ as they say in some parts of your planet!....You’ve gotta have someone around who deserves to know the secret or secrets, both in terms of being capable of understanding the answer AND in terms of just f**king deserving it!...Do you get what we mean Wee Yin?” ”Maybe!!!...But are you talking about ‘Leonardo stuff’ or ‘Christ or Muhammad Stuff’?”
THE PLACE WENT BANANAS!!!!
”EXACTLY WEE MAN!!!!” “Eh???” ”Oops!!! Sorry! We did it again!!!....But when you always keep asking ‘just the perfect question’ all the time, we keep thinking that that is because you must already know the answer….PROBABLY!....Do you get it?” ”Maybe I would if you answered my question!” ”Well think of it this way Wee Man….There wouldn’t have been much point in us showing a helicopter to Christ or to Muhammad, now would there?” ”I suppose not Big Yin!” ”Now we cannae actually say the same thing in the other direction here though, coz Leonardo was a lot like you in a lot of ways Wee Man, and he wanted to know about EVERYTHING, so maybe we could have passed on some of ‘the Jesus Stuff’ or ‘The Muhammad Stuff’ to Leonardo if we hadn’t already done so, but then again, you’re people would never have been ready to see helicopters ever if Jesus and Muhammad didn’t do their stuff with their stuff long before Leonardo got so inquisitive, but now we are getting back into complete speculation for you, so let’s just stick with the logic for now, shall we?” ”Sounds good to me!” ”So this IS sounding logical to you so far then?” ”Go on!....That’s all I’m saying for now!”
OLLAH!!!
“…It’s ‘horses for course’ when it comes to the real special stuff Wee Man…If we want to show someone a helicopter then we need to find someone who could imagine what a helicopter could do AND imagine HOW it could do it….But let’s not get bogged down with helicopters Wee Yin, coz you’re people would have got helicopters ‘no matter what’, coz they are really just in there with the light bulbs and stuff….But not many civilisations get to see helicopters as early as yours did Wee Man, coz that Leonardo really was a special wee guy, so we gave him the helicopters WAY before your people could possibly use them, but we gave him a lot of other stuff too Wee Yin….Special stuff…..Stuff that no civilisation is ‘entitled to get’, but only actually ever receives IF and WHEN one of its ‘civilians’ actually does something to merit such gifts from us….Can you follow all that?” ”I can follow the logic, but I don’t have a clue what you’re actually talking about!” ”That doesn’t matter coz it’s only the logic that counts here.” ”OK then…So we’re OK then, coz I do follow that!...I think!”
OLLAH!!!
”….So let’s just say that both Jesus and Muhammad were other real special humans that merited a special gift from us…..Or maybe they were just special humans that were in the right place just when we desperately needed to find someone among your people who we could talk to in order to stop your people from going right off the rails or from destroying a piece of the jigsaw puzzle that your people were gonna need if they ever reached the latter stages of the game….OK?” ”Mmmmmm!...I think so!” ”So let’s just say that when ‘crises times’ like that come, then we won’t necessarily look for ‘the fullest’ test tube around…Coz maybe it’s the cleanliness of the test-tube rather than the depth of fluid in it that proves to be the key factor at decision times like that for us….Can you follow that bit a bit?” ”Aye!...But maybe just ‘a bit’, coz I am still not seeing where we are going with this, and where it fits in with the Hitler and the Buddha bits….Although I suppose that you could be telling me that Buddha was another ‘spotless-test-tube-job’, kinda thing!” ”Naw!...Stop guessing and just keep listening for a while, coz we are about to tidy up the Hitler bit now….Coz when he was a wee boy he had tons and tons of potential….Loads of ‘test-tube fluid’ to splash around with, and like all clever wee boys he was curious too, and so he always wanted to find ways to do new things or to find ways to do old things better, but unlike yourself Wee Man, he almost always asked the wrong kinda questions whenever he came to us or whoever looking for answer to his ‘What should I do?’ questions!” ”Go on!” ”Well, remember we asked you to picture us as three separate fountains of knowledge?....Well that is because there are three basic questions that your people always ask us….Or actually, the question itself is usually the same ‘What should I do next?’, but there are three basic kind of answers that you’re people are always actually listening out for.” ”What ones?...Oops! Sorry! Maybe if I shut my mouth here I’ll find out soon enough!”
OLLEZ!!!
”You’ll find out right now Wee Man, coz when your people ask that question they are really looking for the answer to one of these three questions: ‘What’s the best thing I can do for me?’ or ‘What’s the best thing I can do for my people?’, or the real clever and nice ones usually ask ‘What’s the best thing I can do for me that won’t cause any harm to my people?’…So do you see the difference there Wee Man?” ”Aye!...Obviously!” ”But is it really that obvious to you?” ”Aye!...It is actually!...I really didn’t have a clue what you were talking about with the ‘three questions in one stuff’, but I get it now…Or at least, I get that bit….I think!”
OLLAH!!!
“So here’s how it works Wee Man….In the beginning, when someone asks ‘What should I do?’, we will give them an answer from each of those fountains and we will see which fountain the human chooses to drink from…Do you follow?...Obviously you do!...But now here is a wee extra thing, coz we don’t always hand out the best answers straight away!” ”Why not?” ”Why should we” ”Why shouldn’t you?...If you want us to get better, that is!” ”But how are you gonna get better if someone just hands you the right answer all the time? How are you ever gonna learn anything for yourself if all you’ve gotta do is ask, and ‘it shall be given’ kinda thing?” ”OK! OK!....Point taken!”
OLLEZ!!!
“OK then!...So we’ll give them a range of types of answers to choose from at first but if they are clever enough NOT TO just run off and do the first f**king thing that comes into their heads then we will give them cleverer and cleverer answers until the answers just get too clever or too subtle for the human in question to really understand…..Do you remember that bit Wee Man?” ”Do I ‘remember it’, or do I get it?” ”What’s not to get Wee Man?” ”OK!...So I guess you are asking me if I remember that bit from that crazy day in my kitchen when I suddenly got hit by an avalanche of good ideas I suppose!”
(I have edited a big bit of the chat out here as we were talking about something else that I haven’t mentioned in this forum yet)…..
“….But anyway!!!...What the f**k has any of that got to do with Hitler?” ”F**k all Wee Man!...Absolutely f**k all!...We’re just making sure that we’ve given you all the answers that we owe to you and we just wanted to make sure that you had got that one enough for now!” ”OK then!...More than enough for now Big Yin!...And the next time!....Please gimme some kinda warning before you do something like that to me?....Even if you only shout ‘Grab your balls’, or shield your eyes, or even ‘Brace yourself Sheila!’, or something, coz I really don’t want anything like THAT creeping up on me ‘all unawares’ again!...OK?” ”Nae bother Sheila!” ”Aye! F**k you too! So what about Hitler then, should we be keeping an eye on anyone?” “You don’t need to worry about Hitler making a comeback coz the fact is that he isn’t around anymore.” “Eh? But you said that everyone who has ever lived is alive just now…Oh wait! Was Hitler just an empty test-tube that you sent here to stir up some sh*t for some twisted reason?” “You’re guessing again Wee Man!” “I’m just trying to make sense of what you’re saying coz you just seemed to contradict yourself but I guess I should just shut up and listen for a while so go on.” “So here’s the thing with ‘The Hitler Thing’ Wee Man, you see Hitler wasn’t just an empty test-tube that we created and then ‘filled full of shite’ just to teach you lot a lesson….Although that’s not a bad guess, coz it is theoretically possible that we would do such a thing….Coz we DO create empty test-tubes from time to time….Just to give us something to play in some times, and sometimes just to give us a ‘right good vantage point’ for something or other, or sometimes to help teach some human or other a lesson, either for better or worse…Coz sometimes we just create humans in order for them to be shot or murdered by another human, or sometimes for reasons that we really cannae go into now, sometimes a family needs to lose a child during its childhood when maybe there’s no human around that could actually use any more ‘good childhood lessons’ at the time….But we’re not saying that every lost childhood is ‘only just us’ so to speak, coz sometimes the most important lessons in life are learned in the earliest years of life, so sometimes if you don’t pick a lesson like that up ‘first, second or third’ time around, then sometimes you get a quick chance to learn that wee lesson again….”
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”…But anyway Wee Man, we’re getting into complicated territory here that we don’t necessarily have to, coz all we’re trying to tell you here is that we do use the old ‘empty test-tube trick’ quite a bit…And it not always for ‘big divine intervention stuff’, or anything that obvious coz usually we like to keep our hands off everything for as long as we can and we always prefer to use ‘human hands’ to do all of the real big stuff on your planet….Both ‘the ugly’ and ‘the good’…But we can ‘create our own humans’ for special tasks if we really have to, and that’s all you need to know about that bit for now, coz as far as The Hitler is concerned he wasn’t one of them ‘empty test-tubes’ even though he could well have been.” ”Eh?” ”Well…It seems from our findings that ‘having a Hitler’ is just like ‘having a Great war’…..Every world seems to need one at some point in time just to give enough of the rest of each world’s people a good enough example of how bad things can get!....So!...I guess that if there wasn’t a ‘home-made Hitler or the like’ on your planet, then I suppose that we would have had to have thought about whether we should create one ourselves but it has never actually come down to that Wee Man coz we can always find a greedy enough, clever enough, f**k enough f**k around on any planet to make him or her into a Hitler thing when we have to…OK?” ”Mmmmm!...I think so!...I think I’m still following you!” ”OK!...So!...Hitler started out as a wee boy with a lot of potential!...A lot of potential for himself, and a lot of potential for the good of his people if he had actually ever bothered to bother about stuff like that - which he pretty soon didn’t!...OK?” ”OK!... I think!” ”OK!....So!...If you keep coming to us and asking us ‘What should I do now?’, we know after all of this time that you are not gonna chose to do something that would really f**k someone else up, so we don’t even bother wasting either your time or ours running you through that old mill again….And if you or someone like you asks us ‘What should I do next?’ then we know that we can give you a much cleverer answer than we could give most other people, so we don’t ‘start you off with the two times table’ anymore!...OK?” “OK!” ”Maybe we don’t give you the very best answer ‘first time all the time’, but maybe we can start doing more of that kinda thing now as long as you feel that you can trust yourself to keep yourself ‘in check’ when necessary….Or maybe we should still stick in the odd ‘stupid answer’, just to keep you on your toes kinda thing…What do you think Wee Man?” ”Why change a winning team Big Yin?....I know where I stand when I’m thinking like this so why change anything that I’m used to and comfortable with….Although I don’t want that to sound like I am asking to be f**ked around with stupid answers all the time!....Just keep it ‘real’ Big Yin!...Don’t change anything too much coz this is gonna be hard enough to get my head round as it is!”
OLLEZ!!!
”Another perfect answer Wee Man!...we’re right f**king proud of you up here!...But anyway!...To get back to The Hitler fella!....That f**k always knew exactly what he meant with his questions….’What’s best for me?’ so it got to the point that he just never bothered to visit any of the two other fountains at all…..And from then on he just went straight to the ‘Me!, Me!, Me!’ fountain before he even bothered to think about what question to ask….Are you OK with that bit so far Wee Man?” ”Phhhewww….Aye!!!...But I take it that we ARE talking metaphorically here!...You’re not telling me that Hitler actually saw fountains, are you?....You’re just telling me that he only ever really listened to one of the three wee voices in his head that could have fed him the answers!”
OLLAH!!!
”EXACTLY Wee Man!!!....Except, like we said,….He wasn’t always like that, and he actually did chose to do some good things as a wee boy but not many, and not for long!...And his greed and his thirst for power soon got to the point where we decided that HE was the one to make into the Hitler-character for this planet, so instead of just filling him with knowledge and answers from our fountain, we actually just started to fill him up with ‘any and all’ of the shite that we had lying around up here at the time….All of the dregs of everybody else’s filthy test-tubes….We sent them all in that f**ks direction, and we f**king had to Wee Yin coz he may have started out with ‘most of a test-tube full’ when he went back that last time but he was already right down to ‘the dregs of himself’ before we started to refill him with all of the dregs of humanity that were at our disposal at the time….So can you follow all that in a way?” ”Aye!...I suppose I can follow all that in a way.” ”And do you now understand why it’s not possible for us to give you a straight and direct answer to your ‘Who’s the Hitler’ question now?...Coz ‘The Hiltler’ is out there Wee Man….All of him is out there somewhere but you won’t find the kinda Hitler that you might have been looking for coz that rotten f**k has been ‘spread far and wide’, so to speak…But we hope that that kinda answers your question Wee Man….Even if you didn’t really want a direct answer to it!”
OLLEZ!!!
”Yeah!!! That ‘serves the purpose’ Big Yin!...Yer right….If ‘The Hitler’ WAS out there somewhere, I wouldn’t really want to know who it is….But then again would I have to know just to keep an eye on the f**k?....And why should that be my f**king job anyway?....I’m just glad it wasn’t me! That’s all I’m saying here….And thank f**k I didn’t have to point at anybody out there and say ‘It was him!’….Coz that would probably be about the most horrible thing you could say about any f**ker on our planet as far as I am concerned…And what if the f**k has turned over a whole new leaf this time or learned from all his wrongs or whatever?.....Or does he deserve a good ‘ball kicking anyway’, for what he did last time he was here?....And that is getting onto territory that is way too complicated for me Big Yin….So I’m just glad it wasn’t me!...that’s all I’m saying”
OLLAH!!!
”Naw!...It most definitely wasn’t you Wee Man!...But do you want to ask about anybody else before we move on?” ”No f**king way!!!” ”Are you sure about that?” ”Yes-f**king-way!!!...Boom-boom!!!!....Coz I take it that you are expecting me to ask ‘Who is the Christ’, or ‘Who is the Muhammad’, or maybe even ‘Who is the Leonardo’….But I don’t wanna know Big Man coz either of them would be too much of a burden to put onto anybody down here now Big Yin so let’s just let sleeping dogs lie as far as the rest of all that is concerned!”
OLLAH!!!
”Perfect again Wee Man!....Except in one tiny detail!” ”What’s that?” ”You said that you thought we were expecting you to ask something like that and maybe that would seem like the logical kinda things to ask to most people but we KNEW that you wouldn’t be that stupid Wee Man coz we knew that you would be able to see beyond your short term curiosity before asking BIG questions like that, but we were thinking that there were maybe some other or others that you might want to know about, so that was why we asked you that question again.” ”Others?...Oh!!!...Ma Dad you mean?.....Or maybe you even mean Big Lester!.....But no!!!....Just let sleeping dogs lie with them too Big Yin….If they’re not the person or people I remember them as then they’re not the person or people I remember so what’s the point in asking where they are now?.....Don’t get me wrong here, coz I know that they must be nice people whoever they are and wherever they are so maybe it would be a pleasure to bump into real nice people like that at some point in the future again….But I’m not going out there looking for them and I didn’t even think that I would want to recognise my Da in someone else who wasn’t my Da….But really!...I’ve got no f**king idea what something like that would be like, so how the f**k do I know?....”
OLLEZ!!!
”…But let’s just let sleeping dogs lie on all of those fronts for now Big Yin….Coz I have no idea what I could do with information like that if you did give it to me coz what use would it really do anyone?....So you can tell me a bit about Buddha if you want to, but I don’t really want to know any more about who used to be who, and all that stuff!”
THE PLACE WENT BANANAS AGAIN!!!!
“OK Wee Man!...Now, to answer your Buddha question, and to finish this last wee bit off without courting any further controversy in a world that just doesn’t need any more controversy can we just tell you that Buddha always knew exactly which fountain to drink from and he was never once tempted to try drinking from any of the other fountains….Not even just to see what they were like….So can we just answer your question by telling you that much and just leaving it at that for now Wee Man?” ”Well, that depends!....Do you really mean ‘always’, and do you really mean ‘knew’ when you say that he always knew which fountain to drink from?” ”Look Wee Man!!!...Can we not just leave it at that, just like we asked?” ”Oh!...OK then!...I suppose it answers my question a bit even though it doesn’t really mean all that much to me!....But why don’t you want me to ask about that?...Is there some kind of big controversy going on within Buddhism too?.....Well I know that there is a bit of a dispute going on between the Dali Lama and the Chinese and the ‘Penshun Lama’, or whatever the other Lama’s name is but I’m not getting into that now….But is there some dispute even within Buddhism as to whether Buddha was a God or a man?....Is that what your telling me here?” ”We’re just telling you that the last thing that we need down there right now Wee Man is more religious controversy, so can we not just leave it where we left it and move on to something else?”
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Post by patsbox7 on Aug 15, 2015 2:01:02 GMT -6
After hearing this test tube concept, I don't feel so bad about being called a "container" by the Greys anymore.
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Post by plutronus on Aug 15, 2015 4:45:36 GMT -6
Welcome, Hah...a classic case of CD-Crop-Circle if I ever heard of one! Hah. And where did you cross-post this from?, as all of your paragraphs have multiple line feeds between them, which is consistent with having cross-posted from other systems, not to mention your clever advertisement. As for unusual paranormal events, should hang around here for a time, listen to a few of our experiences, heh heh. One thing about the paranormal, ya can't predict what it'll do next or for what reason...nope. plutronus
hi Plutronus, Regarding the ‘cross-posting’ – My first post was a copy of a post I first made on the website of The Scottish Society for Paranormal Research about 5 years ago. The site is run by/affiliated with Glasgow University and I went on to invite them to investigate me and my story. I have also used that same post to introduce my story to maybe 3 or 4 other paranormal research sites I have contributed in the years since. Regarding the ‘CD-Crop-circle’, I’ll copy another post I made on the SSPR site some years ago: <<< “…The similarity of the spiral shape in my living room to crop circle patterns struck me as soon as I saw it, however as someone whose attitude to crop circles at that time was basically “It’s amazing what you can do with a piece of wooden board, some string and a bit of time and imagination”, the familiarity of the pattern didn’t really help give me any comfort or any greater understanding of what was going on around me… >>> Just for the record, I still believe that the vast majority of crop circles are made by ‘a couple of guys with a wooden board and a piece of string’. I actually discussed that with my ‘contactors’ (who I usually just refer to as ‘my friends’) during the conversations we had back in 2004, and whilst they confirmed that my suspicions on such things was correct, they also left the door open a little with the following comments, <<< “So if they are all just a couple of guys with a board, how do you explain the fact that they appear all over the world?” “Well obviously I don’t mean that they are all done by the same couple of guys! Other people see how much publicity the crop circles get so they decide to jump on the bandwagon and copy them.” “So who would the very first couple of guys be copying then?” “Obviously the very first ones couldn’t have been copying anyone, they were probably just in the pub one night and thought it would be a good idea.” “Why would anyone think that was a good idea?” “We got a whole load of crap down here that some people thought was a good idea at some point.” “Do you really believe that?” ”I did yesterday…But maybe now I’m not so sure…Why, was it you?” “We’ll let you make up your own mind on that once you get to know us better.” >>> Hi, <<< Just for the record, I still believe that the vast majority of crop circles are made by ‘a couple of guys with a wooden board and a piece of string’. I actually discussed that with my ‘contactors’ (who I usually just refer to as ‘my friends’) during the conversations we had back in 2004, and whilst they confirmed that my suspicions on such things was correct, they also left the door open a little with the following comments, >>> I too suspect that many of the reported crop-circles are hoaxed, and not too long ago, here, as well as on UFO Updates (UFO listserver), I detailed my suspicion of the usage of one possible strategy for accomplishing the really large and complex circles that often appear overnight that are now being reported variously around the world's places. As for a couple of guys with boards creating large circles, well, I require a visual demonstration for proof of that claim. Every circle that has appeared and which was claimed to have been made by ropes & planks, were, well, simple, crude, small and klunky, at best. And more importantly, the circles did not exhibit any of the circle characteristics normally observed in authentic circles. There have been attempts by groups of technically trained academics to clone one or two of those characteristics reported in authentic circles but none have been successful to date. No offense intended, may I ask what qualifies your 'friends' as being edified crop-circle 'experts'? Consider this, there are only a few cropcircle 'experts' in the whole world and interestingly, the majority of them are women. When I say 'few', I mean 15 or maybe 20 people and all of them are paranormalists, folks such as Ellen Crystal, Sharyn Olgvie, Barbara Lamb (abduction - clinical psycholgist with a practice), Dorothy Izzat, Marti Thompson to name a few of the 'experts'. Authentic circles are created by luminous-orbs. plutronus
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Post by buddhabob on Sept 1, 2015 14:14:50 GMT -6
I have experienced quite a few paranormal experiences having worked the graveyard shift and entering many building in the middle of the night. One experience I believe is story worthy for an episode- Detallled visions of My office attic and a Abortion Clinic and a purification we preformed in the high dessert of California . The detailed of events transpired need to be shared.Please contact me I recal all details as if it happened yesterday .Look forward to hearing from you.(661) 206-5934
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 10:51:40 GMT -6
This thread reminds me of something that happened back when I was back in high school. I was sleeping over at my best friend's house and I had brought a bunch of CDs with me, about 10 of them. I had been going through all of my CDs trying to find my favorite one and when I did, I opened it, laid it on the floor and left to go to the bathroom. My best friend went to go let her dog back in the house because she was barking.
Anyway, when we both came back to the room, the scattered pile of CDs on the floor had been arranged into a perfect tower, very neatly stacked. I asked my best friend if she had done it and she said, "No, I just came back from the living room."
I went through the stack and found the CD case for my favorite CD (it was in the middle of the stack) and opened it. The CD was gone.
I freaked out for a few seconds, then opened up the CD player. The CD was inside the CD player...
It was odd. I just now remembered that experience. I had always thought it was a ghost or something.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 12:50:00 GMT -6
Glad to hear about your experience, Lore. I wonder how this particular guy is doing these days. Last year, I did go ahead and download all his books (it was very cheap). I didn't find " what I was looking for", but his experience resonated with me in many ways. Whoever "they" are, "they" took a lot of "time" with this guy. part of it, was, well, when he found his CD's, he didn't just basically ~shrug~ off the incident (like we all would). "Things" continued to "magically transpire" because he openly "confronted" whatever was doing this. It wasn't always a pleasant experience, and he shares that part, too.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 4, 2015 16:31:48 GMT -6
I have experienced quite a few paranormal experiences having worked the graveyard shift and entering many building in the middle of the night. One experience I believe is story worthy for an episode- Detallled visions of My office attic and a Abortion Clinic and a purification we preformed in the high dessert of California . The detailed of events transpired need to be shared.Please contact me I recal all details as if it happened yesterday .Look forward to hearing from you.(661) 206-5934 Welcome. It would be interesting to know if anyone called you. I would like to. But get to know me (from here, TEOR) just a wee bit, and I hope you'll understand why I can't. I'm hoping to understand why you wont post your experience on here. Maybe it's easier to talk about it, than type the whole thing. ************************************** I just want you to know that I didn't ignore you. I understand the importance here, it IS something that I have researched, but as soon as I tell what I researched, some people will ignore you (and I) that much more. It is just too horrendous for people to accept. ~SIGH~ " what year did abortion become legal in the u & S & a ? How does this have anything to do with paranormal events? What other things became legal/established around this same time (again, in same continent)?
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Post by scotsnomad on Jul 2, 2022 11:32:35 GMT -6
Hi all,
I haven't been here for about seven years so I guess there are not many people still around who followed this topic when I started it back then. I just popped in to say that I finally got around to finishing the follow up to my first book about my experiences which was called 'Rapt in an Enigma'. My latest book is called 'Three Days from Yesterday', but don't worry, I haven't come back here to try and sell a few books - It is far more important to me that people hear my story than buy my book! Ultimately I would like to start my own site and allow people to download my books for free and then decide what to pay for them after they have read the story, but I would only do that once I knew I was in a position to protect everyone's data (including my own). Until that time I will make my book 'Three Days from Yesterday' free to download from Amazon on the first day of every month (NB: Amazon limits the number of free download days to five in any ninety day period). As this is the first time I have offered my book for free I have made it free to download from 1st to 3rd July, but if you don't read this post in time, it will be free again on 1st Aug and 1st Sept.
I'm not sure if I can post a link here, but it will be easy to find my book via a search on the Amazon site - Author name is John Byrne.
I'll pop back in if ever anyone has any questions to ask about my story, but in the meantime I trust that you will find my book of interest and hopefully enjoyable.
Cheers for now, Scots_Nomad
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