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Post by harmony on Dec 27, 2014 22:35:19 GMT -6
Well, I'm just going to start from the beginning. It's time for me to be honest with all of you, and myself. My son and I saw a UFO. Up close and very clearly. A short time after that, I found myself within a personal struggle between what was real and what wasn't. Seeing that disturbed me deeply, however, it did not affect my son who was around ten at the time. It shook my core beliefs and I began to wonder how much religion I had been taught was actually real. I began to think very cluttered up is the only way to describe it. Nothing made sense anymore and eventually I was sent to a mental hospital. I spent twenty-six days there on my first visit as I was hallucinating. They started me on meds which only made my anxiety and depression and being out of touch with reality worse. I eventually went back two more times and stayed shorter time periods and was eventually found the right combination of antipsychotics and antianxiety medications. I just felt like I was a star thrown out into space by God and was destined to hang there in the darkness with other lonely stars. My mind was so fragile and broken and there was nothing I could do about it. I believe that encounter with that UFO changed something in my brain, because trust me, I was completely sane before we encountered that. The meds I take make me think very clearly and organized, but I seem to have lost any psychic or ESP abilities I had. I've not encountered anymore ghosts or the spirit of my mother, who used to visit from the other side. I just wonder what part of the brain the UFO encounter affected and what parts of the brain the antipsychotics block. I live a completely normal life now, taking my daughter to school, helping her with homework(she's in honors classes). I cook dinner everyday through the week and we get take-out on the weekends. I just somehow felt like ya'll deserved an explanation of my erratic behavior when I posted here before. I am very guarded of who I let into my private world, but thought you all would understand.
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Post by harmony on Dec 28, 2014 17:56:33 GMT -6
She awoke to rustling beside her. The chilly air streamed through the tough leather wall through a tear. She would need to fix that before the baby comes. She watched him sit up and gather up his bow and arrows and moccasin boots. He stepped out of their little starter hut and sat down on a rock by the now dwindling fire. He methodically laced his weather-worn boots and headed toward the horses. The sun was just starting to dawn and the air was crisp with a dim orange fog. She watched his silhouette ride off with the other hunters. They were Cherokee. She had been his wife since she was 16. Now, she found herself with child and a very soon due date. She wasn't sure when it would come but she knew it had first happened 8 full moons ago. She wrapped herself in a warm cowhide, after poking the fire, and added a few dry limbs. Everyday she wondered if and when she would see him again, and sometimes he wouldn't come back for a few nights. He was the hunter. He brought home deer, and ducks, and possum. He was good at what he did and he never failed her or their family. After sleeping a little while longer, she stood up and stretched. She had plenty to do and was happy to start her duties. The leaves were beginning to fall and she knew winter would come soon, along with the snow. She picked up her biggest basket and headed down to the river.
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Post by paulette on Dec 28, 2014 22:54:36 GMT -6
The above story is very lovely harmony. Do you see it as fiction or as something that happened to you - perhaps in another incarnation? When I was in labor with my son I remembered being a young Indian woman, hiding in a creek bed because there was raiding or violence in the village. I bit on a stick to keep from making a sound. I can't say for sure what I was seeing, but it seemed to be me in another life. In the middle of labor seems like a weird time to be day dreaming.
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Post by lois on Dec 29, 2014 0:06:45 GMT -6
Harmony.. I have white lesion on my brain because of a ufo encounter. Sad thing about it was I have no idea what they did to me. I was sort of build up to this experience at 29 as I had seen a few ufos in childhood. Back then I had no knowledge of Aliens. But when I did . I could not believe any of it, but I knew it happen. All I wanted was to tell someone but no one would listen. Back then one did not talk about ufos or especially Aliens. I'm so sorry what they did you. Many people accept it many ways . I kept my faith and told myself I guess these things do come from outer space. but the head aches began the very next morning. I could not even stand up strait. My brain had a pull in it and took me down only to the right side when I hit the ground. No one ever understand what was going on for 40 years til I got into a Mri in 2002. I'm happy to hear you are doing better now. I have my large family around me . That is one way I made it. I never did get frantic over it. They come they go and that is the end of that story. But will they come back is what bothered me day by day. My head could not take any more of them. You will be in my prayers and thoughts.
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Post by harmony on Dec 29, 2014 18:49:47 GMT -6
Harmony.. I have white lesion on my brain because of a ufo encounter. Sad thing about it was I have no idea what they did to me. I was sort of build up to this experience at 29 as I had seen a few ufos in childhood. Back then I had no knowledge of Aliens. But when I did . I could not believe any of it, but I knew it happen. All I wanted was to tell someone but no one would listen. Back then one did not talk about ufos or especially Aliens. I'm so sorry what they did you. Many people accept it many ways . I kept my faith and told myself I guess these things do come from outer space. but the head aches began the very next morning. I could not even stand up strait. My brain had a pull in it and took me down only to the right side when I hit the ground. No one ever understand what was going on for 40 years til I got into a Mri in 2002. I'm happy to hear you are doing better now. I have my large family around me . That is one way I made it. I never did get frantic over it. They come they go and that is the end of that story. But will they come back is what bothered me day by day. My head could not take any more of them. You will be in my prayers and thoughts. Thanks so much, Lois. That's very sweet of you to remember me in your thoughts. I'm sure what you went through was very traumatic, and yes, it does tend to have lasting effects on one's mind. Yes, people do deal with these types of situations differently. I guess as best as one can. I also have went back to my original faith. It seems to help ease my mind. I'm glad you have a large family and support system. It helps, I'm sure. Try not to worry about them coming back. Worrying is fruitless, I think.
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Post by harmony on Dec 29, 2014 18:59:35 GMT -6
The above story is very lovely harmony. Do you see it as fiction or as something that happened to you - perhaps in another incarnation? When I was in labor with my son I remembered being a young Indian woman, hiding in a creek bed because there was raiding or violence in the village. I bit on a stick to keep from making a sound. I can't say for sure what I was seeing, but it seemed to be me in another life. In the middle of labor seems like a weird time to be day dreaming. Yea, being in labor is a crazy time to have a flashback, I would imagine. Umm, I never thought as myself as being a reincarnated Native American. I have, however, dreamed many times of hiding in a muddy cave in the side of a hill with two small children, a boy, and a girl. An older lady takes one of them with her to hide out. It's always the boy and later she dresses it like a girl and tries to tell me it's not my son. There is always a war of some sort gong on with, like, cannons and stuff. I feel like it was probably the Civil War but I'm not sure. The same dream replays over and over and it never changes. I have thought that it was from a previous life. I just enjoy writing and find it's a good release. It keeps my mind busy too, and that's a good thing. Tell me more about your labor, and hiding in the creekbed. Where were you? What happens?
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Post by lois on Dec 29, 2014 23:41:01 GMT -6
Harmony.. I have white lesion on my brain because of a ufo encounter. Sad thing about it was I have no idea what they did to me. I was sort of build up to this experience at 29 as I had seen a few ufos in childhood. Back then I had no knowledge of Aliens. But when I did . I could not believe any of it, but I knew it happen. All I wanted was to tell someone but no one would listen. Back then one did not talk about ufos or especially Aliens. I'm so sorry what they did you. Many people accept it many ways . I kept my faith and told myself I guess these things do come from outer space. but the head aches began the very next morning. I could not even stand up strait. My brain had a pull in it and took me down only to the right side when I hit the ground. No one ever understand what was going on for 40 years til I got into a Mri in 2002. I'm happy to hear you are doing better now. I have my large family around me . That is one way I made it. I never did get frantic over it. They come they go and that is the end of that story. But will they come back is what bothered me day by day. My head could not take any more of them. You will be in my prayers and thoughts. Thanks so much, Lois. That's very sweet of you to remember me in your thoughts. I'm sure what you went through was very traumatic, and yes, it does tend to have lasting effects on one's mind. Yes, people do deal with these types of situations differently. I guess as best as one can. I also have went back to my original faith. It seems to help ease my mind. I'm glad you have a large family and support system. It helps, I'm sure. Try not to worry about them coming back. Worrying is fruitless, I think. Harmony.. I worried about them coming back as they took my one year old baby from his crib in the middle of the day. I do not know where I was at the time. guess they had me also. I told my kids three hours later than it was a second ago. Why are you home for lunch? They laughed and said Mom it is three thirty or quarter til four. I was up stairs . I ran down the stairs pass the older kids and ran to my sons room . he was sitting up playing with toys. Now this scared me more than the other encounters . I knew they must of had him. He was to young to tell about it. I left the house everyday after that . I do not remember your experiences from Mufon. That was a shame when all we had gathered there just erased in one second. I do remember you put a photo of sky on with a silver hat. He had a heck of a time convincing me it was not him. I'm so glad you decided to come back and retell it. but also glad just to see you. I ask sky often where is Iseen1?
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Post by paulette on Dec 30, 2014 0:24:41 GMT -6
Harmony - "I just enjoy writing and find it's a good release. It keeps my mind busy too, and that's a good thing. Tell me more about your labor, and hiding in the creekbed. Where were you? What happens?" Read more: theedgeofreality.proboards.com/thread/5339/harmonys-journal-edge?page=1#ixzz3NMKGQexnHarmony I had gone into the hospital expecting an uneventful birth - as natural as possible. When my water broke at home - I went in. But as the day progressed, and then the night, and then the next day - and people had worried expressions on their faces - I was in a lot of pain and somewhat medicated. Then they gave me pitosin, which caused a brutal nonstop labor with no progression. My 9 lb 13 oz son was wedged in a shoulder presentation - his head banging on my hip iliac crest. The Indian woman in the creek scenario seemed to be on the plains somewhere - the only fringe of trees was along the creek and that where I was. I also had another "flashback" - I was in a Conestoga wagon (white woman now) and it was slowly rocking back and forth as the oxen lurched onward. I was in stuck labor and again, the women with me looked more and more worried and sad. In fact, I had an emergency C section and awakened quite dazed and spent. The nurse who was there when I woke up couldn't contain her exsperation with me and said, "Don't you even want to know about the baby!" In fact I was surprised to be alive and assumed he might not have made it. However he was good - had a very funny shaped head from some bruising (hematoma under the skin). Luckily it didn't seem to affect him. I know from my work (counsellor) that some memories are "state dependent" - that means that you can't remember them unless you are in a similar head space with a new issue. That's why grief brings up earlier grief, fear early fear, etc. Maybe reincarnation recall follows similar rules. I do not know. My son is now 34 and happy and successful. My daughter is 32 and doing OK (not as much money as her brother but lovely loyal friends. So the hard births (she also did not engage - I obviously have a flattened pelvic structure) didn't affect them too much.
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Post by harmony on Dec 30, 2014 18:09:20 GMT -6
Lois, the guy with the tin foil hat on was not skywalker. Best I remember, I found it under Bing images just for fun That is frightening to think aliens took your son when he was a baby. I would've left the house everyday too! The above that I wrote is the beginning of a book I'm writing. Right now, I'm just kicking around characters and plot lines. There will be a UFO crash in this book. I'm excited to be working on it. I thought my journal would be a good place to work on it for now. For some reason, I remember this forum being alot busier. It seems as if everybody's on vacation for the holidays. I said that I lost my ESP and psychic abilities by taking meds but I did have something very interesting happen; My son's girlfriend is pregnant. The baby's due in June. He wanted a boy while she was hoping for a girl. I dreamed twice that it was a girl when it was still too soon to tell. I one dream, I dreamed they named her Violet. She had her ultrasound. It's a girl! I think that was pretty cool.
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Post by skywalker on Dec 30, 2014 22:47:00 GMT -6
Yes, it usually is busier here. Some folks like myself have been on vacation. I'll be back tomorrow. I always check in on my phone when I'm away from the puter but I hate typing stuff on the phone. Other peoples are away for a variety of other reasons like work, illnesses or dead computers. Hopefully things will pick back up again. It's nice seeing you and randy back tho.
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Post by lois on Dec 30, 2014 22:51:54 GMT -6
Lois, the guy with the tin foil hat on was not skywalker. Best I remember, I found it under Bing images just for fun That is frightening to think aliens took your son when he was a baby. I would've left the house everyday too! The above that I wrote is the beginning of a book I'm writing. Right now, I'm just kicking around characters and plot lines. There will be a UFO crash in this book. I'm excited to be working on it. I thought my journal would be a good place to work on it for now. For some reason, I remember this forum being alot busier. It seems as if everybody's on vacation for the holidays. I said that I lost my ESP and psychic abilities by taking meds but I did have something very interesting happen; My son's girlfriend is pregnant. The baby's due in June. He wanted a boy while she was hoping for a girl. I dreamed twice that it was a girl when it was still too soon to tell. I one dream, I dreamed they named her Violet. She had her ultrasound. It's a girl! I think that was pretty cool. That is good news. First time Grandma? Congrats .. I just had become a great grandmother again. Counting how many is eight greats and 11 Grandchildren So we are up to 19. I know I sure would like to find about twenty members from the pass. You Remember Mark Corbin? Ufo hunter. He passed away sudden in the middle of the night. They say it was a blood clot hit his heart. Only in his forties. We all miss him.. New York Lady . Smokeybones.. time traveler I wonder about. pigswillbly... Mr Gray. NO one remembers him. truthseeker(Dave Watson) from Wisconsin . Oh Yes . Steve our investigator from California he drops by from time to time. He has written a book and It has been well received. You can read it here . He wrote most of it as it happened. Then put it in a book. Great read. I could go on and on but won't. Let us know when you finish yours. Sounds very interesting. I just want to say that I'm so glad you are back again. Sky did not want me to change my name on this forum but I changed it to my real name. He still calls me Shami for Shamira. ..
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Post by harmony on Dec 31, 2014 18:32:57 GMT -6
Paulette, sounds like you had a very rough labor. But aren't those babies so worth it? hen I had my son (19) they gave me pitocin as well. While pushing, his heart rate dropped and they used forceps to pull him out. Now, I don"t want to be giving TMI but they may as well have used two shovels. I had stitches from here to there and a very long recovery. I had a friend whose son broke her pubic bone even before labor began. That would be awful!
Yes, Lois, this is my first grandbaby. I'll be 40 in April. They are young, 19 and 18, but I think they'll manage. I think timetraveller came here and registered under Phinikas or something like that. I'll look through Steve's investigations and see if I can find his book. I suppose that's where it would be.
Sky, I'm glad to be back as well! I missed everybody. There's so much interesting stuff to read here. It's odd that Randy would show back up when I did. Maybe we were thinking on the same wavelength. Who knows? Maybe everything goes in cycles.
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Post by skywalker on Dec 31, 2014 21:01:58 GMT -6
Good luck with your book. I always try to encourage people to be creative and use the talents that they have. I'm sure it will be very interesting. Steve's entire book isn't actually posted here but most of the research that he based it on is. I'll see if I can find it for you. It's kind of spread out over several threads I think.
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Post by harmony on Dec 31, 2014 22:50:02 GMT -6
Thanks, Skywalker, but don't worry about it. I can ramble through his posts for myself. I know you're having computer problems and hate to type on your phone. Sometimes he talks above my head anyway. :/ Thank you for the vote of confidence on my book. This will be my second attempt after only getting to 14 pages with my first try. I'm gonna stick it out this time. My daughter has been reading it as I write it (14) so I have a cheerleading section and that helps me go further. I want to make her think I have a brain in my head, since she seems to think I'm the stupidest human walking. P.S. I like the like button in the corner. I didn't realize we had that
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Post by harmony on Jan 1, 2015 21:06:47 GMT -6
Her name was Hutnama. It means shining spirit. She had long, shiny, almost blue looking black hair. Her great-grandmother had taught her to braid it, as well as weave baskets, although she preferred to wrap it around a whittled stick and make a bun. When she wore it like that the fringes swept just above her jet black eyes, and her husband loved it that way. The whittled stick also served as a weapon. She had once stabbed a possum that was rummaging around their hut with it. She promptly stomped it's head, skinned it, and cleaned it. They ate it for two nights. After bringing the basket of water up from the river, Hutnama mixed some of it in a clay bowl she had fashioned and mixed it with some grounded corn. She would make some bread to go with her husband's kill. She sang to her unborn baby while she mixed her side dish. Would it be a boy or a girl, she wondered. She had names picked out for both. She busied herself with gathering firewood and straightening up their little campsite. Their hut was located in a village situated down between two ridges and just above a raging river. There was a large grassy flat area and her ancestors had founded their village here. There were many families and huts built here. A perfect place to raise a child. Just then, she felt the earth rumbling a little. She look toward the tree line and saw the hunters headed toward her. Two of them had deer thrown across the hind-end of their horses. Her husband was not one of them but there would be plenty to eat. They always shared with other families and they would share with them. No one went without around here, unless they all did.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 2, 2015 1:34:12 GMT -6
I'm a little speechless right now ( ), but WelcomeRecently I reread Skywalker's initial personal experience post. I was touched by his acceptance of an "alien" theory, after ruling out all other possibilities. I was also touched by the "breakdown" he went through. You may know his story. I truly benefited from reading it again. I look forward to reading your posts . You are a talented writer
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Post by skywalker on Jan 2, 2015 14:05:49 GMT -6
I did go through a pretty tough time there for a while...kind of similar to what harmony described. Not sure if it was psychological or emotional or whatever but I suddenly developed all sorts of weird psychic abilities that I did not remember having before. I think the aliens screw around with people's brains in order to enhance the psychic side. That sudden change can be a little hard to deal with.
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Post by harmony on Jan 2, 2015 18:35:29 GMT -6
Oh, hey, J!!! I was iseen1 over on ufomania. Remember? I have missed you. Your posts used to make me laugh, well, except the serious ones. I didn't know you had such a hard time, Skywalker. I mean, it doesn't surprise me though. I'll try to find that post so that I can see if we had the same kind of "breakdown" going on. I was eventually diagnosed with bi-polar and I think the hallucinations happened during the depression times. I wasn't ill for several years after seeing the UFO. It wasn't immediate, I just don't know. I've been stable now for a long while. I also think watching my mama die had a lot to do with it. Thanks for saying I am a talented writer! That's very encouraging. That's just the start of a book I'm working on. I'll save the rest for the book.I'm sure some of you don't want to log in everyday to read a book that you had no intention of reading. Hope everybody is doing well and staying dry on this rainy cold night.
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Post by casper on Jan 2, 2015 21:05:31 GMT -6
Hi harmony. I was on ufomania too for a short time. Don't know if we ever met or not but its nice to meet you now. Welcome to TEOR What kind of ghosts did you see? I'm very interested in ghosts.
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Post by harmony on Jan 2, 2015 21:32:45 GMT -6
Hi, casper. Thanks for the welcome. I hate to disappoint you, but I've only seen one ghost in my life, although, I have smelled my mother's perfume sometimes. I was about 12 years old and I remember that it was right before Easter. I woke up in the middle of the night and saw a little girl, maybe around 5 or 6 years old in a mirror that was leaning against my wall. She had long brown hair and was wearing a white Easter dress that had a blue ribbon around the waist. I didn't see her standing in front of the mirror. Only her reflection in the mirror. I wasn't scared. I just rolled over and went back to sleep.
I'll tell you what's scary as h3ll, and that's sleep paralysis. I had that happen a couple of times in highschool. Nice to meet you, too.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2015 17:53:06 GMT -6
Thanks! I've missed You, Too! I hope I can still make you laugh . Even when I'm waaaay too serious. LOL. I've always been the "deep" / serious sort, and my way of coping in the real life used to be acting like I am much the opposite! Lol. I miss that part of myself, even if it was 'acting', because sometimes I could even fool myself that I actually was "easy-going". Ha! I'm sure, as you know, that the trick is being comfortable in one's own skin. That way if I'm trying to be serious, and I say something so absurd that it strikes someones funnybone, I can break free and laugh too! Rigidness can be the enemy! Thank You for sharing what you went through. I, too, have been put on medication as an adult. Mine was probably long-coming, but ah, well. Maybe I (we ) can blame the little "space scientists". This is the life I have been Given. (I also rediscovered my childhood faith). I especially appreciate the comments of life being 'normal'. What a gift! Ummmm, I could be wrong here, but did you go back to school? Is that on the back burner until the kids are "gone"? Those kids can rule our lives, can't they? It's what I wanted, but gosh, I would love to feel as if they are actually listening to me. Lol. We know they do, because something always slips out of ours (just not every day ). Congratulations on that upcoming baby!!
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Post by harmony on Jan 4, 2015 18:35:12 GMT -6
Thank you, J. We're excited to be grandparents! We don't know quite how to do that yet but we'll learn as we go. I know what you mean. Sometimes being so serious can be funny and then it gets kinda awkward. I always enjoyed your post and I read that you dabbled in witchcraft while in high school, as did I. I then got saved. I won't go too much into that but some of you may remember that I saw angels that night in the church. Now, I'm not going to get preachy with this but it has been part of my journey. I'm glad that you seem to be doing well.
Casper, you got me thinking about ghosts and I wanted to tell you a story my daddy used to tell me. He was a little boy and he and his dad got stranded on the side of the road. The car wouldn't start. It was night time and foggy. They heard a horse and buggy coming. They heard it come all the way to them and pass them and they never even saw it. They both swear it really happened. My grandpa also used to talk about hearing a dog walking around on the hardwood floors and waking to see a ghost of a white dog. This happened several times.
Since coming back here I'm noticing some odd things going on around here. Nothing really scary just odd. My coffee maker and my microwave both quit working on the same day. I'm not going to read to much into it right now.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 4, 2015 23:25:11 GMT -6
"It is not easy to draw a clear distinction between magic and witchcraft. Both are concerned with the producing of effects beyond the natural powers of man by agencies other than the Divine (cf. OCCULT ART, OCCULTISM). But in witchcraft, as commonly understood, there is involved the idea of a diabolical pact or at least an appeal to the intervention of the spirits of evil. In such cases this supernatural aid is usually invoked either to compass the death of some obnoxious person, or to awaken the passion of love in those who are the objects of desire, or to call up the dead, or to bring calamity or impotence upon enemies, rivals, and fancied oppressors. This is not an exhaustive enumeration, but these represent some of the principal purposes that witchcraft has been made to serve at nearly all periods of the world's history" from www.newadvent.org/cathen/15674a.htmThe toned - down version can be found at wikiped. Dabbling is an over-statement . I would much rather, looking at tarot cards be thought of as an attempt at being a "prophetess". The desire I have had to "curse" someone, even under my breath, have been fleeting. I have mentioned before that I "used" my Bible as a "spellbook". That being that I wrote down certain scripture and went about my house touching doorways and doorposts while reading this scripture aloud. It "worked" for me. I did not wish any evil on anything; just that evil could not cross my doorstep. I was child-like in my faith, obviously. I've had some "religious" items disappear during and since my moving to a new house over a year ago. I can talk about that without feeling fearful. Most of the time I can stand unusual noises. When "things" malfunction around me, i notice it is when I have bottled up stress. If your life has been normal, I would also be very reluctant to have that disturbed. Its Ok . I'm thrilled to hear your pretty smiling face, whenever we can get it. Harmony is such a good name for You. As much as I would like to joke around, I am very aware that every day, someone out there is having their world view shattered. Think about how "creepy" that really is : instead of a world wide disclosure. Oh rats! there I go being so serious again! Aunty, Swampy! Time for a alien cartoon or a humorous article!
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Post by Deleted on Jan 8, 2015 14:05:07 GMT -6
( Note: In no way did I mean to deter you, or anyone else from coming here . Like I said, I have learned that "my own bottled up stress", including just thinking too much into these 'alien' buggers, can do funny things. A helicopter may have a normal route over my house, but I tend to pay more attention after someone mentioning helicopters on that ole forum, Muffin. I'm sure if I think this isn't funny anymore, that I've given those little tricksters/ buggers/ little scientists more than a few good laughs."They" seem a bit confused now that I'm only jumpy because my kids are jumping out at me from hiding places . . . Yep. As old as my kids are, it's still considered "good fun".
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Post by harmony on Jan 8, 2015 17:54:41 GMT -6
Brrr... just came in from smoking a cigarette and my fingers are frozen. No, sweetie, you haven't deterred me from coming here. I've been checking in every day. Last night about 11, we were laying in the bed watching TV and we heard a loud BAM. well, I had let my son borrow my van since he was out of gas and I thought he had hit the wall in our garage. So, I threw on my housecoat and ran downstairs and he and his friend were in the garage. Turns out, our spring on the ceiling, for the garage door, had broken. That makes the third thing to break in two weeks. Odd, curious...no weird feelings though. And yes, let's blame our mental status' on the evil grey blank blanks
When I was in high school and researching witchcraft (which is really all I did) I had become fascinated from playing with a oiuja board. I never looked into evil spells, just love spells and when I tried it, it didn't work. Guess my heart wasn't in it...
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Post by Deleted on Jan 9, 2015 23:01:51 GMT -6
oooooooooooooooooooo jealous me that you're still smoking , but not jealous about using that oujwidget bored WE HAD SUNSHINE TODAY!!! (but yeah, waaay too cold)
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Post by casper on Jan 14, 2015 19:43:25 GMT -6
Thank you, J. We're excited to be grandparents! We don't know quite how to do that yet but we'll learn as we go. I know what you mean. Sometimes being so serious can be funny and then it gets kinda awkward. I always enjoyed your post and I read that you dabbled in witchcraft while in high school, as did I. I then got saved. I won't go too much into that but some of you may remember that I saw angels that night in the church. Now, I'm not going to get preachy with this but it has been part of my journey. I'm glad that you seem to be doing well. Casper, you got me thinking about ghosts and I wanted to tell you a story my daddy used to tell me. He was a little boy and he and his dad got stranded on the side of the road. The car wouldn't start. It was night time and foggy. They heard a horse and buggy coming. They heard it come all the way to them and pass them and they never even saw it. They both swear it really happened. My grandpa also used to talk about hearing a dog walking around on the hardwood floors and waking to see a ghost of a white dog. This happened several times. Since coming back here I'm noticing some odd things going on around here. Nothing really scary just odd. My coffee maker and my microwave both quit working on the same day. I'm not going to read to much into it right now. Cool! It sounds like you and your grandpa were living in a haunted house. Did you ever find out who the little girl ghost was? Were there any stories of anybody dying in that house before your family moved in?
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Post by harmony on Jan 15, 2015 17:21:17 GMT -6
casper, I think my grandpa's house was haunted but as far as our house went, my parents had it built. I had a weird epiphany that night and it was almost like I was seeing my younger self or something, Strange stuff. The house we live in now may be haunted. I haven't seen anything but I have heard stuff. One day our piano hit a note while I was on the phone and we have double doors with glass that were shut. Another time, I heard something VERY big fall and could never figure out what it was. We also have heard footsteps walking around at night but not in a long time. A little boy drowned in the small pond down behind our house. What's going on now is things breaking. We had a water pipe leaking over our garage just out of the blue, not frozen or anything and now our water pressure is up and down. They're gonna fix that this weekend. Have you seen any ghosts?
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Post by paulette on Jan 16, 2015 12:15:15 GMT -6
"Witch craft" was practiced by people who left few written records until very recently. Unlike the lurid writings of the witch hunters who gathered lurid stories of people associating with a physical devil - details gathered under unbelievable torture which the victim knew would only stop once she confessed and killed (relatively) quickly (depended how hot the fire was). This is what Wikipedia writes about witch craft as it is practiced now. No dancing with The Devil (or any other devil): en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Witchcraft_%28contemporary%29Practitioners use the word Wicca or "the craft" among others...
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