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Post by watusimba on Feb 9, 2016 11:56:38 GMT -6
I have just read something about the fact that Big Pharma holds the key to cure all disease, but they don't because there is more money to be made in treating symptoms. Think about that for a second. More money to treat the symptoms?
This type of conspiracy slays me on one giant level. Money. Do you mean to tell me that there wouldn't be any money in finding a cure for cancer? In finding a cure for Lou Gehrig's disease? In finding a cure for MS? In finding a cure for Alzheimer's?
Let's break this down, shall we? If there was a magic pill that cured cancer, how much money, and acclaim, would a drug company get for finding a cure? Untold billions of dollars and untold recognition and awards! Everyone who had cancer, in every country on earth, would pay whatever amount the drug company asked, period. If you had a pill that, taken for 3 months every day, would kill cancer, you could charge 1 millions bucks per pill, and people would line up by the tens, the hundreds, of thousands. The same would hold true for Alzheimer's, for MS, for any other incurable disease that could be cured. Finding a cure for any major disease would dwarf the amount of money being made by just treating the symptoms.
Plus, think about this. How much money would the Government save if they could stop sending out disability checks for those that are incapacitated? All of those people who are on disability due to cancer, Alzheimer's, and every other debilitating disease, once cured, could get on with their lives, go back to work, and pay taxes to the government, instead of collecting money from the government. Our government prospers if cures are found, that's the bottom line. To that end, some people say our government is behind the suppression of disease cures, but considering what I just wrote about them making money instead of losing money, the government behind the suppression of a cure doesn't make sense.
So, when I see arguments that Big Pharma wants to keep us sick so that they can treat the symptoms, and make a lot of money, it makes me laugh. There is far more money to be made by finding a cure, than there ever will be by just treating symptoms. BUT, let's hear your thoughts on this. I'd love to know what you think. And so it goes!
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Post by skywalker on Feb 11, 2016 20:31:39 GMT -6
I think it's just another silly conspiracy theory. If those cures existed they would leak out somewhere. Or some ordinary person not on the company payroll would discover them and become outrageously rich and famous. If I found a cure for cancer or something like that I sure as heck wouldn't keep quiet about it. Heck, I would give it away for free...and then kick back and collect the Nobel Prize and all sorts of other cool stuff.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2016 10:23:17 GMT -6
But there IS something AMISS. And if WE (whoever) get people to eventually blow it out of proportion(those conspiracy guys), people will not listen. Remember, around the time of Hitler, A LOT of government funding went into studying "psychological behavior(s)". We don't have the "plague" anymore. But we have cancer. People have always gotten sick. More people living together, their living conditions becoming filthy because "no one has time to clean" . . . shudder. Buying over the counter roach killer, and only spraying it occasionally, in a closed room . . . etc. You think people are living on government welfare because their bodies got sick? What kind of water from the faucett are you barely washing off that chicken you just bought from the store? (NOT YOU, PERSONALLY). Lets use Ebola as an example (and no, I don't believe there is a cure for cancer-in general). Lots of people died from Ebola fairly recently. They didn't know it was contagious (even) in dead bodies. Now, their government can say, "we couldn't inform them because not everyone in that population had TVs, radios;" can't you see some government claiming that? The disease rages on. TWO (2) important doctors are over there working, and come down with Ebola. They get to "share" a very, very expensive cure for Ebola, and live. And not spread the disease. AND NOT SPREAD THE DISEASE> hmmmmmmmmmmmmm. and you think other people had/have enough money to line up for that cure? Do you think that everyone that had/has Aids has gotten the new meds? How many people that you know, have Lyme disease? Is it debilitating yet? Supposedly we have a world population problem. Years ago it was predicted that people would live longer, but what about their quality of life? "If we can't kill those elderly, lets at least make them stupid" (not necessarily "demented"). The population problem alone, makes it suspicious to only treat the symptoms. Eh? you follow? They (being the government) know who patient zero is for Aids and Ebola. Do they know patient zero for Cancer? They (being the government) are trying to keep some semblance of control. Play god with illnesses? And people are refusing immunization for their kids, and a rumor got out that immunizations were "tainted"; whatever. I would recommend that you read the book "demon in the refrigerator". An "old" book, but it talks about what would happen if small pox got out to a public that was not immune . . . now think about Us spraying agent orange, other countries spraying other things. . and wonder WHY we have to stay AT war . . and THEN, think about the education that you and I have been brought up with
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Post by watusimba on Feb 12, 2016 17:39:23 GMT -6
Jcurio, I can't argue about any of your stuff. You may have a valid point on all of it.
I've always thought that since Ebola is essentially an African disease, the U.S. government doesn't really care too much. Should they? Of course, but even treating the symptoms in as poor of a country as Africa, doesn't make Big Pharma any money. So, why do it? A good case in point that kinda backs up my thought process is that, a couple of Americans came down with Ebola, and once they were back in the states, the country went crazy trying to cure them. Even though Ebola is not indigenous to this country, I believe we are the leaders in treatment and cure rate. That's because, there's money to be made here, just for recognition alone. But none to be made in Africa, so who cares about Ebola until it makes its way to the states. Should we export all of our knowledge and treatment procedures to Africa? We probably have, but they are too expensive to implement. (Sorta like Bird Flu in China. Hasn't been here yet, so no money to be made treating symptoms or finding a cure.)
Money talks, and you have to go no further than HIV and Magic Johnson. Back when he was diagnosed with HIV, it was practically a death sentence. But he was able to use his great wealth to try cutting edge drugs and techniques, diet, immunotherapy, all to keep the HIV virus at bay, and guess what, it worked!
But yes, I agree with you that something is certainly afoot, and perhaps the government is playing with illness, for whatever twisted reason they may have, but as far as suppressed cures go, nope, don't think so.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2016 20:29:34 GMT -6
Jcurio, I can't argue about any of your stuff. You may have a valid point on all of it. I've always thought that since Ebola is essentially an African disease, the U.S. government doesn't really care too much. Should they? Of course, but even treating the symptoms in as poor of a country as Africa, doesn't make Big Pharma any money. So, why do it? A good case in point that kinda backs up my thought process is that, a couple of Americans came down with Ebola, and once they were back in the states, the country went crazy trying to cure them. Even though Ebola is not indigenous to this country, I believe we are the leaders in treatment and cure rate. That's because, there's money to be made here, just for recognition alone. But none to be made in Africa, so who cares about Ebola until it makes its way to the states. Should we export all of our knowledge and treatment procedures to Africa? We probably have, but they are too expensive to implement. (Sorta like Bird Flu in China. Hasn't been here yet, so no money to be made treating symptoms or finding a cure.) Money talks, and you have to go no further than HIV and Magic Johnson. Back when he was diagnosed with HIV, it was practically a death sentence. But he was able to use his great wealth to try cutting edge drugs and techniques, diet, immunotherapy, all to keep the HIV virus at bay, and guess what, it worked! But yes, I agree with you that something is certainly afoot, and perhaps the government is playing with illness, for whatever twisted reason they may have, but as far as suppressed cures go, nope, don't think so. Oh ____________! oh ______________! its only the word sh_t, is THAT really cussing?? Lol. WHY am I telling you this? Because I am cussing this word ALOT lately! Why, why did you HAVE to bring up Magic?? I am so freaked out right now (not really, but just TRYING to convey that emo). I talked with someone JUST THIS WEEK, a "supposed stranger" just dropped in from , was it, Rhode island, Vermont? Someone who I talked to while a car was getting inspected, and they drove a family members car down from the US Northeast . . . 2 family members had just died, so we got to talking about 'death' . . and this person kept getting texts, and sometimes people will tell me ANYTHING, in a really short amount of time . . . did time stand still . . ?? Anyway, I'm not gonna tell you what this person told me they did for a living. "Think" lots of texts, on their "only day off" just come back from 2 funerals . . and most likely this is not a drug dealer with a huge imagination just wanting to have a small, stressed out conversation, with some lady . . Oh ___________! How the heck did we go from "I'm sorry (me talking) about your family" . . .to Magic?? And yeah, we're not the only people waiting . . weirdness. And this was last Monday, 2-8, also. One of the weirdness of that day, That I had no way of bringing into conversation on teor. And I don't think there's ANY use in even pondering this idea, because I can already THINK of a bunch of other rich people . . . On Monday, never would a thought it, this person asked me to consider if someone could be a "celebrity=paid spokesperson" for a disease. What would "their" losses be? Really? Over time. to Never play their sport again in a group setting (at least, not for quite a while)? little tiny thought-me-could anyone weather THAT storm. . yep. This is how my "life" has been, going on 3 weeks now, sorry to involve you in my emotional outbursts . . ________________________________________________________ On the other subject. Another big (conspiracy) unknown. How long are "drugs" in trial, really, before "they" (big farm) decide they don't pass muster, or have the potential to possibly hurt SOME people? Now, try to picture ALL THAT MONEY going down the toilet. Um, sometimes into our own water? Or, can we lie about it, and sell it to some other people? It shouldn't hurt them too much . . hey, we can even use this other "waste" product of ours, to water it down . . . and not everyone will even know (for one reason or another) . . . I can't make up this stuff, all on my own. And arguing should be productive, and you are also opening me eyes, mate
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Post by watusimba on Feb 13, 2016 17:54:39 GMT -6
I have often thought that Magic Johnson could have been a test Guinea Pig for Big Pharma. He would have been the perfect choice. In great physical condition, lots of money, a spokesperson, and a marketing tool because any drug company supplying him with drugs could say, "Look what we did for Magic! We can do that for you, too!" Let's face it. Many HIV people got the disease from needles, unsavory sexual practices or being gay. None of those types of people are socially acceptable, and does Big Pharma really give a rats butt about some poor down and out heroin addict who shot up and got AIDS from a dirty needle? Hardly. But Magic, on the other hand, was a bona fide star, well loved, very popular, outgoing and friendly, with the potential to influence millions. "Just do like Magic do, and you'll beat HIV!" That's a terrific message. What better way to push your product than with someone like that. So, once again, I agree with that thought, but, of course, we'll probably never know.
As of 2002, and this may have changed, but minor drugs, like pain suppressants, go through 10 months of testing before they are FDA approved. Major drugs, like cancer killers, take only 6 months. However, testing is done by the drug companies themselves, so that they can weed out the crappy drugs over the ones that actually work. That process can take decades, and is done in 4 phases. #1 -- Safety and dosage. #2- Results and side effects. #3 -- Results and adverse reactions #4 -- Results and overall toxicity, which can take up to 4 years of trials to monitor. Probably the minimum, if every thing goes good is about 7 to 8 years, just for FDA approval. And if there are hitches in the giddy up, a lot, lot longer.
There has been this huge push, particularly from the Alzheimer's contingent, to do away with this prolonged FDA approval protocol. They want drugs to be administered immediately upon formulation, and damn all of the safety testing and toxicity trials. They say that, it doesn't make any difference in an Alzheimer's patient. They are already brain dead, so do massive population tests on suffering humans, just in case it has the potential to bring back a loved one. That's hard to fault someone whose lover and partner is fading away, yet they have to wait a minimum of 8 years before a promising drug will be available. And so it goes.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 14, 2016 16:24:25 GMT -6
I have often thought that Magic Johnson could have been a test Guinea Pig for Big Pharma. He would have been the perfect choice. In great physical condition, lots of money, a spokesperson, and a marketing tool because any drug company supplying him with drugs could say, "Look what we did for Magic! We can do that for you, too!" Let's face it. Many HIV people got the disease from needles, unsavory sexual practices or being gay. None of those types of people are socially acceptable, and does Big Pharma really give a rats butt about some poor down and out heroin addict who shot up and got AIDS from a dirty needle? Hardly. But Magic, on the other hand, was a bona fide star, well loved, very popular, outgoing and friendly, with the potential to influence millions. "Just do like Magic do, and you'll beat HIV!" That's a terrific message. What better way to push your product than with someone like that. So, once again, I agree with that thought, but, of course, we'll probably never know. Have you thought of this recently? Do people still talk about Aids very often? (and have discussions out of nowhere with strangers). Maybe they should. Is our "blood-supply" screened for new and upcoming "threats"? Alzheimers HAS to be detected SO EARLY, to help anybody. And that gives us HOPE. Alzheimers, in my understanding, is a "prion" disease. Once apon a time, "science" claimed that they could only see "the spongiform effects" of prions in an autopsy.. BS> (oops! Sorry). Did you ever study prions? how about spirochette? Those microbe thingys that can jump? and then we have "mad cow", for who knows how long, and a LOT of cases of Parkinson's type illnesses . . that um, symptoms can be treated, or slowed? when I (finally) got diagnosed (from here on, I use dx:) with that stoopid skin condition, my good doc told me specifically, NOT a hot bath (soaking in 1/2 cup of bleach-myself in the tub), but as cold, or tepid as possible. These things THRIVE in heat temps (why they are hard to kill in hospital autoclave/sterility methods). Used to be, if you had a "boil", you were to apply heat . . yea, if you want the whole area to swell . . and have meds like steroids on hand . . me, I put ice on it first thing, now (also helps with the pain. These boils are very painful). Yeah, it's my skin, the biggest 'organ' of the body. But what about people who go in for back surgery, and M@RS@A is introduced into their spine?? (yes, I know someone dealing with this). ________________________________________________________ What about food additives, that we know specifically, stimulates our nervous system (the one that makes our food taste better, and the one that helps us "stay alert""?) I would say, most of our food has been "dead" for awhile before we eat it. If we accidently consumed some microbe still 'alive' in it, didn't that microbe just join the family (or get thrown out) that was already in our gut? How many people do you know that take some sort of "stomach relief", including on a daily basis? Probiotics? And how many people think "the way to go" is "totally fresh, no preservatives" raw. Raw vegetables and fruit, anyway. hmmmmmmm, stomach relief, calcium, calcium comes from . . . if a person isn't careful, a person could REALLY start wondering about them aliens. . and delve deeper into really weird stuff like cattle mutilations, or people turning into zombies eventually. . . (I guess bath salts speeds up that process). Oh gosh. and lets not forget "the spraying" (of crops). and yes, lets legalize that plant that will make us ALL feel better, health problem or no! Did our government actually let someone ELSE make all that money on something that is destined to grow freely?? And can also be "made" in a lab? If the "sinister", "incidious" "plan", is ultimately confusion, doubt, fear, and lack of trust, by all means, let's try to feel better, as we get on our planes, trains, and automobiles, and wait for the eventual brain illness . . . because I'm so tired, and busy, that I'm already looking forward to telling my car where to drive me, and I NEED to talk on the phone at the same time, oh wait, what was I going on and on about ? . . . Oh YEAh! The point you were originally making! Living this Life without Fear
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Post by watusimba on Feb 14, 2016 17:54:35 GMT -6
Heck, you think and delve into things far deeper than I, Jcurio. Not that it's a bad thing, but if I contemplated, in depth, everything you just wrote about, my brain would addle! LOL Good thoughts all, and I sure as beans enjoy reading them.
I recall the big hub-bub about coffee. Too much is bad for you, too little is bad for you, abstinence is bad for you, not enough is bad for you. I drink 3 or 4 cups per day, and I'm sure it's bad for me, on some scientific level.
My buddy has a theory on beer consumption. It is accepted that a couple of beers per day are good for you. He drinks a case on the weekend and says, " I've got my whole weeks worth of healthy beer consumption done in one day." LOL
My Grandfather drank 1/2 bottle of "medicinal" whiskey per day. He'd been doing that for decades, and he died when he was 92 years old. How did he die? It was in the winter, and he just came back from the store with his every-other-day bottle of "medicinal" whiskey. He hadn't touched a drop yet that day, and when he was coming up the stairs to the house, he slipped on the ice and split open his skull. Ya gotta live this life without fear, because if you don't, you'll worry yourself to death! And so it goes.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 20, 2016 20:05:39 GMT -6
Heck, you think and delve into things far deeper than I, Jcurio. Not that it's a bad thing, but if I contemplated, in depth, everything you just wrote about, my brain would addle! . . . . . . . Ya gotta live this life without fear, because if you don't, you'll worry yourself to death! And so it goes. I went and looked up "addle" (Webster; because it sounds so suspiciously close to "idle". ) Just another one of my personality perks (try comparing "rational" and "logical". I'm the one that allows for some personality, I guess. LOL). Anyway, I got a good laugh. Guess what Webster's uses for their example for "addle"?? Something about sitting down and doing your taxes! pretty sad, dude. "they've" gotten to you. But comparing "worry" and "fear" (though you didn't ask me to), sounds like you're just repeatin' some statement, that doesn't quite make sense. I mean, obviously you have no fear, being someone going into the woods all alone, getting drunk with only a tape recorder for company, and all. But worry? IF its not voiced to everyone around a person, I look at it as the "if's, ands, buts, and becauses"; a type of preparation.MUCH better than the "shoulda, woulda, coulda(s)".
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Post by watusimba on Feb 21, 2016 20:12:49 GMT -6
LMAO My brain DOES addle every time I do my taxes! No doubt!!!
Well, you bring up an interesting point. When I did that Bigfoot noise experiment, I was actually pretty fearful. There was some strange stuff going on in the valley where i lived, so I was actually frightened about attempting this. I wanted to arm myself with guns, knives, bazookas, the whole ball of wax, but I thought that just in case they can sense weapons, that wouldn't therefore be conducive to a good experiment. (I didn't even take a cell phone because they give off microwave energy, and some research suggests Bigfoot might be able to tune that in.) The whiskey helped, at first. You drink enough and you aren't afraid of anything. Worry and fear were essentially the exact same thing, at that particular moment. I worried what might happen and I also feared what might happen. However, the only thing I needed to fear and worry about was the hangover the next day! LOL
Hey, I enjoy your foresight and your hindsight, it keeps me thinking, no matter how addled my brain gets after reading some of the stuff you write!! LOL
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Post by Deleted on Feb 24, 2016 0:20:56 GMT -6
WOW! I went back and read your "adventure with the tape recorder", and you don't sound the least bit uneasy! Not until the "imaginary tree tappings noise". ! I did catch this again though. There are all types of strange and weird creatures that are reported out in that area, and we had some strange stuff happening on the horse farm that I lived on.
Read more: theedgeofreality.proboards.com/thread/14/bigfoot?page=15#ixzz413ykuL4hwhat (other) kinds of strange stuffs were happening?? (PS. That go~v website talks about that N stuff that was investigated about since 2013, and FIVE (?) or so "doctors" doing the investigating, have since died??.) IDK. . . .
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Post by watusimba on Feb 24, 2016 1:21:24 GMT -6
OK, well, here is the skinny on what was going on in our valley.
I was there from 2000 to 2008, and in the spring and late summer every year, there would be hoots, howls, screams and noises that weren't, well, familiar. Yeah, and I heard all this stuff about bobcats shrieking, pumas yowling, foxes whimpering, and all that. But having grown up and been on farms, camps way up north in the middle of no where, and out in the wilderness camping on many many occasions, I can say that the noises I heard, I had never heard before. There were three or four days worth of events, in a row, that prompted me to go out into the woods with a tape recorder. Here is what happened.
The late spring of 2005, and down the valley, the people out there at the farm, and me, began hearing these strange cries and screams about an hour or two after dusk. It was terribly unnerving. I had heard this chatter at various times over the time I had been there, but there would be screams and howls one night, and the next night they would be gone. It almost sounded like a stuck pig, which is not a very pleasant scream.
That spring of 2005, these screams and howls began to happen night after night after night. Maybe 3 or 4 in a row. Just spooky, to say the least. I used to sit out there, with binoculars, and try to scan the valley in the moonlight, looking at the areas where the noises were coming from. No luck.
We had a little stream running through the farm, which made it a perfect place to raise horses. They could water themselves, and I kept an electric fence over the water so that they could drink but not get out. This stream started out as a tiny creek, but by the time it got to the end of the property, it became a semi-large, and deep stream. So much so, that the Department of Natural Resources put up a small damn so that they could bridge it.
I had just finished feeding the horses one night, we had about 18 at that time, say 11;30, and as I was coming back to the house, I noticed the horses began crowding around the barn. This was peculiar as they had never done this before. As I looked at the horses, they were all next to the barn and looking at where the waterfall was. So, I began looking at where the waterfall was, and in the quiet of the evening. I could hear splashing. Something was splashing in the water at the falls, and whatever it was, was making a hell of a lot of noise. I listened to it for, maybe 15 minutes or so, and finally I yelled out, "HEY!!!!!" Everything went quiet, dead frickin' quiet. The horses kept looking over that way, but there wasn't any more noise. I listened for a little while longer, but I couldn't hear anything else, so I went to bed.
The next night, I went to a town hall meeting. Afterwards, drinks and snacks, talking, shooting the breeze and all that. My step daughter, who was living on the farm, called my cell around midnight and said, "You'd better get home. Something happened to the horses, they got loose from the fence and are all crowding around the windows of the house!" I mean, how bizarre is that? I was dumbfounded, I left the get together and headed back. Sure enough, all of the horses were milling about next to the house, which was the strangest thing I have ever seen in my life. They could have gone anywhere, but they stuck next to the house like glue.
The next day I had to figure out what happened. I had installed a 15 joule electric fender, which technically should stop an elephant. I had to do this because this was a business and it was imperative that we kept boarded horses in the pasture. If they got out and ran down the road, and got hit, it's a lawsuit, so I got the most kick-*bleep* fencer made.
As I walked the pasture that morning, I found where they had busted through the fence. It was on an auxiliary path that I used to take hay out to the horses in the winter, but that I rarely used in the summer. They not only busted through the fence, they frickin' stampeded through the fence, with wires shredded, and some were ripped so forcefully that I found bits and piece up in the trees above! They hit this fence at a full gallop, and never looked back. Needless to say, these horses were frightened, terribly frightened of something, and they blasted through 15 joules of high intensity electric fence like it wasn't even there.
So, I followed their tracks back to the house, and they were moving at a full gallop. In one place there was a bit of wet ground, a little muddy if you will, and on top of a horse print I saw a 5 toed something print. I was astonished. 15 inches long, 7 inches wide, 5 barefoot toes, and I realized why the horses were so frightened. (I've gone through 3 desktop computers since then, and those pics are on a hard drive I have ... somewhere.)
I took pictures, measurements, looked for others and found some partials, and knew no one would ever believe me. So, I decided to take some whiskey, to aid my courage, take a tape recorder, and go pound on some trees. I left well before dusk a couple of days later, so I could get buzzed before nightfall, and until the whiskey kicked in, I was certainly fearful of what may happen. And I knew that a lot of people are asked if they have been drinking when they see something or hear something, and I wanted to prove or disprove that notion as well, for the scientific aspect of it. I mean, if I was gonna get ambushed by some unknown creature, I wanted to at least justify it in my mind that I was doing this for science, and the tape recorder would back me up.
And that is what led up to me going out in the woods. Like I said, to this day I would swear that Bigfeets were pounding on trees all around me, but there was only silence on the recorder except for my inane babbling. But the curious part has always been that, my bottle of whiskey was gone when I went back out there the next day. Something else likes Jim Beam. And so it goes.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 18, 2016 18:57:55 GMT -6
OK, well, here is the skinny on what was going on in our valley. I was there from 2000 to 2008, and in the spring and late summer every year, there would be hoots, howls, screams and noises that weren't, well, familiar. Yeah, and I heard all this stuff about bobcats shrieking, pumas yowling, foxes whimpering, and all that. But having grown up and been on farms, camps way up north in the middle of no where, and out in the wilderness camping on many many occasions, I can say that the noises I heard, I had never heard before. There were three or four days worth of events, in a row, that prompted me to go out into the woods with a tape recorder. Here is what happened. The late spring of 2005, and down the valley, the people out there at the farm, and me, began hearing these strange cries and screams about an hour or two after dusk. It was terribly unnerving. I had heard this chatter at various times over the time I had been there, but there would be screams and howls one night, and the next night they would be gone. It almost sounded like a stuck pig, which is not a very pleasant scream. That spring of 2005, these screams and howls began to happen night after night after night. Maybe 3 or 4 in a row. Just spooky, to say the least. I used to sit out there, with binoculars, and try to scan the valley in the moonlight, looking at the areas where the noises were coming from. No luck. We had a little stream running through the farm, which made it a perfect place to raise horses. They could water themselves, and I kept an electric fence over the water so that they could drink but not get out. This stream started out as a tiny creek, but by the time it got to the end of the property, it became a semi-large, and deep stream. So much so, that the Department of Natural Resources put up a small damn so that they could bridge it. I had just finished feeding the horses one night, we had about 18 at that time, say 11;30, and as I was coming back to the house, I noticed the horses began crowding around the barn. This was peculiar as they had never done this before. As I looked at the horses, they were all next to the barn and looking at where the waterfall was. So, I began looking at where the waterfall was, and in the quiet of the evening. I could hear splashing. Something was splashing in the water at the falls, and whatever it was, was making a hell of a lot of noise. I listened to it for, maybe 15 minutes or so, and finally I yelled out, "HEY!!!!!" Everything went quiet, dead frickin' quiet. The horses kept looking over that way, but there wasn't any more noise. I listened for a little while longer, but I couldn't hear anything else, so I went to bed. The next night, I went to a town hall meeting. Afterwards, drinks and snacks, talking, shooting the breeze and all that. My step daughter, who was living on the farm, called my cell around midnight and said, "You'd better get home. Something happened to the horses, they got loose from the fence and are all crowding around the windows of the house!" I mean, how bizarre is that? I was dumbfounded, I left the get together and headed back. Sure enough, all of the horses were milling about next to the house, which was the strangest thing I have ever seen in my life. They could have gone anywhere, but they stuck next to the house like glue. The next day I had to figure out what happened. I had installed a 15 joule electric fender, which technically should stop an elephant. I had to do this because this was a business and it was imperative that we kept boarded horses in the pasture. If they got out and ran down the road, and got hit, it's a lawsuit, so I got the most kick-*bleep* fencer made. As I walked the pasture that morning, I found where they had busted through the fence. It was on an auxiliary path that I used to take hay out to the horses in the winter, but that I rarely used in the summer. They not only busted through the fence, they frickin' stampeded through the fence, with wires shredded, and some were ripped so forcefully that I found bits and piece up in the trees above! They hit this fence at a full gallop, and never looked back. Needless to say, these horses were frightened, terribly frightened of something, and they blasted through 15 joules of high intensity electric fence like it wasn't even there. So, I followed their tracks back to the house, and they were moving at a full gallop. In one place there was a bit of wet ground, a little muddy if you will, and on top of a horse print I saw a 5 toed something print. I was astonished. 15 inches long, 7 inches wide, 5 barefoot toes, and I realized why the horses were so frightened. (I've gone through 3 desktop computers since then, and those pics are on a hard drive I have ... somewhere.) I took pictures, measurements, looked for others and found some partials, and knew no one would ever believe me. So, I decided to take some whiskey, to aid my courage, take a tape recorder, and go pound on some trees. I left well before dusk a couple of days later, so I could get buzzed before nightfall, and until the whiskey kicked in, I was certainly fearful of what may happen. And I knew that a lot of people are asked if they have been drinking when they see something or hear something, and I wanted to prove or disprove that notion as well, for the scientific aspect of it. I mean, if I was gonna get ambushed by some unknown creature, I wanted to at least justify it in my mind that I was doing this for science, and the tape recorder would back me up. And that is what led up to me going out in the woods. Like I said, to this day I would swear that Bigfeets were pounding on trees all around me, but there was only silence on the recorder except for my inane babbling. But the curious part has always been that, my bottle of whiskey was gone when I went back out there the next day. Something else likes Jim Beam. And so it goes. Here it is. The "event" that this poster maybe was leading up to talking about, the whole time he was here. What else am I supposed to think? I can blame myself; that I talk too much, or talk about stupid stuff like "horses acting like big dogs IMO", that this guy really didn't feel "heard" on here so he went somewhere else. And so it goes . . (his line). Why is it important to me that people stick around a bit longer? ~sigh~. Because I always think that there is more to this person than what they are revealing, or that has been revealed to this person, etc. Or that more things will be revealed. Maybe this guy will come back and talk on here occasionally. I hope so. Sounds silly to some of you, the ways I think, but I can acknowledge that I didn't want to talk about the scared horses breaking a fence and gathering around his house. He said the foot prints were right there, in with the horses. He didn't say any horses were missing, or found dismembered/half-eaten. What happened next? Life just went back to normal? The horses were traumatized, word got out, and no one will board their horses on this farm? This poster just had something "come up", and changed jobs? Then forgot about this event until recently? ~sigh~
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Post by Deleted on Mar 27, 2016 11:24:10 GMT -6
Shrug..seems to me he shared all he wanted to share. Being around horses all of my life..they exhibited the same kind of fear they would of a mountain lion..smaller animals don't spook them that way..was something they perceived as an apex predator ie/ something that would eat horses. Might be that whatever it was decided there was too much attention and left the area...or this guy called fish and game or ghost bu busters and they're hard at work trying to solve it. Sometimes..humankind is frustrating when they don't do what you want or expect them too. Seems like he just wanted to get a 'scare' off his chest..not actually stimulate others. Possibly if you got a hold of him he'd say..'oh..that just went away' or something else glib or he'd be embarrassed that he spoke at all. And there we are..wanting part II Scared horses WAS the best clue next to the footprint..meant it was big and threatening. A horse is upwards of a thousand pounds or over. Typically a human wouldn't scare one like that. So this tells me if big foot is afoot I DON'T WANT TO MEET IT. It has to smell wild and be threatening to a larger animal..guessing it eats a lot of deer and could take on a bear. A bear leaves a 5 toed print but has an ovalish pad print rather than a longish humanish one. I'd want to know that part rather than just the tosies.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 29, 2016 13:11:17 GMT -6
Seems to me, he could "come back" any day now. i'm patient. It might help if someone responded to his thread started "your favorite cryptid". Mines the black panther that shows up strangely (and disappears as strangely), but that's just barely thinking about the subject . . . just for kicks, look up the guys Name. Watu simba. What a name?! Afrikkan mystical human/lions? Whoa! and you guys know I got some artiste in the family - why use a picture of __________? Look him up, too. Look at his "quotes" after spending much of his childhood sick in bed, and how that played out in his "thought-life" . . . Both these guys (the poster and the guy in his avatar) are one of US. Strangely, tangible, comforting. See ya soon, guy! (maybe, Skywalker can get on here and talk more, eh?.)
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