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mysteriousuniverse.org/2011/10/black-eyed-kids-in-north-dakota/#more-8080 Black-Eyed Kids in North Dakota[/color] Oct 7th in Bizarre & Featured by Jason Offutt A knock on Paul’s front door pulled him from work. He stood from the desk in his home office in a small North Dakota town and walked downstairs. He didn’t find what he expected on that April 2011 day. “I found a young boy who appeared to be about 16 or 17 standing on my front porch,” Paul said. The thin teenager wore almost threadbare corduroy pants and dress shirt that hung off his body; black, unkempt hair hung lifelessly around his face. “He asked me about a Chevy Tracker that I had sitting in front of my garage with a ‘For Sale’ sign on it,” Paul said. “He spoke very clearly and slowly in a rather monotone voice. It was like he was trying to force his words to make a point to me. He never said anything threatening, he only asked me to tell him about the vehicle.” But there was something odd about the boy that set Paul on edge. “I felt uneasy from the get-go, but proceeded to tell give him details about the Chevy,” Paul said. Talking about the vehicle, Paul tried to figure out why the boy’s presence set his nerves afire –he discovered why. “I noticed his eyes were jet black. They had no pupils or irises. I was taken back immediately.” At that moment, Paul saw the teen wasn’t alone. “There was a second youth there with him, standing at the end of the walk that leads to my front porch to the front of my garage,” Paul said. The girl stood 15 to 20 feet from him. “She looked to be about the same age or maybe younger. She had blonde hair that also looked unkept, and was wearing an old, faded dress.” The girl didn’t speak, and she never took a step closer. She just stood at the end of the walk, smiling. “I couldn’t tell if her eyes were the same as the boy’s, but looking back, it wouldn’t have surprised me if they were,” he said. Paul just kept talking about the vehicle, on alert, and ready for any sudden movement from either teen. “After I finished telling the boy about the SUV, he asked me if I could take him for a ride in it,” Paul said. “Again, I felt very uneasy and said that I was busy. The boy again asked if I could just take him for a ride so he could see how it worked. Again, I declined.” The boy kept asking for a ride, alone with Paul. “During that time, I never once mentioned the price of the vehicle, and he never asked about it,” Paul said. “He only continued to ask that I give him a ride in the Chevy so he could, ‘see how it worked.’ Those were his exact words.” After a few minutes of pleading, Paul said he had to leave. CONTINUE READING: mysteriousuniverse.org/2011/10/black-eyed-kids-in-north-dakota/#more-8080
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2011 1:37:55 GMT -6
Spooky story. Could have been teenage drug addicts with colored contact lenses... ~shrug~
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Post by Deleted on Oct 7, 2011 11:39:55 GMT -6
Really spooky story. When my daughter was born she used to creep people out. Her iris's were as dark as her pupils and it made her look like she didn't have a pupil. They still get that way when she's angry..pure black. Her father is a large percentage American Indian..his eyes have that strange quirk too..very dark..their eyes tend to be fairly small too so not a lot of white shows to soften their 'demon' look ;D
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Post by auntym on Apr 15, 2013 9:29:46 GMT -6
www.reporternews.com/news/2013/apr/13/bob-bethel-recounts-his-paranormal-encounter/ bob Bethel recounts his possible paranormal encounter with 'BEKs'[/color] By bob Bethel Posted April 13, 2013 Sometime last year, I was contacted by a television program that wanted to interview me about a strange event that happened a few years ago. With a touch of reluctance, I agreed. The show itself runs tonight at 9 p.m. CST on the Destination America channel. It’s a ... travel program, at least in certain respects. A cameraman and an interviewer came here last year and shot some footage of me and others in a rented home they used as a backdrop, out and about in Abilene, in a local coffee shop, etc. There is a travel focus, as I said. Of a sort. They kept insisting I call this area “the Badlands.” Having visited the actual Badlands in South Dakota, I protested, but they kept at it, and in the interest of just getting through the experience, I demurred — all the while explaining no one but no one calls this place the “Badlands.” I think few would disagree that certain parts of Texas, especially dirt roads far away from artificial light under a sliver of silvered moonglow, can be places of both wonder and fear. But our rolling landscape is far from the almost alien-looking landscape of buttes and spires found in South Dakota’s Badlands National Park. Being the one interviewed was ... different. I kept being asked to stop, to repeat certain things with more emphasis or emotion, and to rephrase something to make it more concise or to better coincide with the vision of the kind but somewhat-intense interviewer. The experience was similar to, but in many ways profoundly different from, what I do. Despite a few bumps along the way, it ended up being a positive experience. No compensation involved, the only real sacrifice some time to tell (and retell in take after take) a single story. You notice that I’ve kind of dodged the subject matter, and this is somewhat intentional. But we can’t go much further without going there. So here goes:Near as I can figure, this happened in 1996. I’ve managed to pin down the date that far. I feel like it happened in the spring or summer, since I remember wearing a pair of shorts, but one of my great regrets is not recording the actual date of the event. After you hear the story, you’d think it would be something you’d never forget. But given enough time between, not the case. My memory, while good, isn’t quite eidetic. I had gone down to the former site of Camalott Communications, one of the area’s original Internet providers, to pay my bill. At the time, Camalott was located on North 1st Street, near the movie theater, in the shadow of what is now Chase, then Bank One. I was using the light of the theater’s marquee to write out my check, which I planned to put in Camalott’s night drop-slot. Involved in my work, I never heard them approach. There was a knock on my driver’s side window. Two young boys, somewhere between nine to 12 years old and dressed in hooded pullovers, stood outside. I cracked the window a bit, anticipating a spiel for money, but I was immediately gripped by an incomprehensible, soul-wracking fear. I had no idea why. CONTINUE READING: www.reporternews.com/news/2013/apr/13/bob-bethel-recounts-his-paranormal-encounter/[/color]
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Post by Deleted on Apr 15, 2013 10:05:25 GMT -6
Looking at my daughter you would say she is a so called bek. When she was born, in particular, she looked like she had no iris..that she was all black pupil and to this day if she gets angry enough (or if the light is just right) it looks like her entire eye is black. A friend of ours when she was about 3 months old..was acting very peculiar..wouldn't even look at her and finally in mom annoyance I cornered him and asked him what his problem was with my child. She has no iris in her eye he told me..she's like some demon kid. Naturally this had an amazing effect on me and he never darkened my doorstep again. Truth is..her father is some blend of Indian (American) (we are not sure exactly because he was adopted) that has extremely dark eyes..he too has the 'trait' if you will..that if he's mad..they just look pure black. Actually, my daughter has some quirky fun with it when her friends notice what her temper does to her eyes. I admit..it's freaky looking but she's definitely NOT an alien child..but in anger and certain light..she has black eyes.
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Post by dawnoftime on Apr 19, 2013 0:42:20 GMT -6
Wow. That's all very interesting.
We have BEKs in our family, but it was recently revealed that, along with the kinky hair and broad, flat noses, it's because we have African American ancestry that folks in the family tried to keep hidden. As with all things (including your story) truth will out, as they say.
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Post by dawnoftime on Apr 19, 2013 0:52:10 GMT -6
[/color] There is a travel focus, as I said. Of a sort. They kept insisting I call this area “the Badlands.” Having visited the actual Badlands in South Dakota, I protested, but they kept at it, and in the interest of just getting through the experience, I demurred — all the while explaining no one but no one calls this place the “Badlands.” CONTINUE READING: www.reporternews.com/news/2013/apr/13/bob-bethel-recounts-his-paranormal-encounter/[/color][/quote] LOL! I had to laugh about the interview part -- it is so true! I have given a lot of interviews for work, and most recently one for the BBC World News about my book coming out. The BBC wasn't nearly as bad as others, but it is really weird to have to back up and say things over and over (trying to generate sincerity each time) and even say senstences out of context when they need you to say certain things to "bridge" one set of things you said and another. After you see "the an behind the curtain" you can never watch or listen to anything quite the same way again. ;D
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Post by Deleted on Apr 20, 2013 0:27:39 GMT -6
De Wampires were out to get em..
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Post by auntym on Nov 22, 2013 13:16:36 GMT -6
ufodigest.com/article/black-eyed-children-1122November 22, 2013 WHEN THE BLACK-EYED CHILDREN COME KNOCKINGBy Sean Casteel By Sean Casteel and John Weigle. Black-Eyed Children are a paranormal phenomenon that may or may not be related to UFOs, but there is no doubt as to the terror experienced by those who have encountered them. Who are these mysterious visitors, passersby, whatever, who strike such cold-blooded fear into witnesses, even trained and seasoned military personnel? In a lecture delivered in Thousand Oaks, California, on November 9, 2013, for the Close Encounter Research Organization International, researcher and author David Weatherly attempted to make clear what is currently known about a spate of sightings of the strange “children” and the sense of horror that lingers on after they’re gone. Weatherly began by providing some of his personal and professional background. He grew up in rural North Carolina in a time when there was very little available on television that dealt with the paranormal and even books and magazines on the subject were difficult to find. But he treasured a paperback copy of Erich von Daniken’s “Chariots of the Gods” he bought at a local drugstore, and his grandmother told him some of the legends of Ireland, such as stories of the “little people” and ghostly apparitions. In his early teens, a woman moved into his neighborhood who was a spiritualist, and she gave him a box of back issues of “FATE Magazine” as a gift. Weatherly faked an illness so that he could spend the next week home from school reading through the magazines. Sometime later, the program “In Search Of . . .” began its run on television, and that became a welcome source of information on the paranormal as well. Weatherly also delved into shamanic and traditional beliefs in many native cultures. “I find that these kinds of topics,” he said, “these things, this area of study – you don’t really find it. It finds you.” Along the way, Weatherly would meet with a Native American man who started him on the path of studying cross-cultural shamanism. Weatherly also met with the Dali Lama and studied with Buddhist monks, eventually encountering a diverse range of teachers. He at first thought his interest in the paranormal and indigenous cultures were parallel but separate pursuits, but he quickly learned that they fit together into a harmonious whole. The natives he spoke to were very open to the reality of phenomena like aliens, little people and hauntings. “It’s always been part of the integrated whole of these things for [the other cultures],” he said. “It’s really important to look at how all these phenomena relate to each other, especially in what I call ‘portal areas,’ what John Keel calls ‘window areas.’” Weatherly discussed both the late John Keel, a journalist who covered paranormal topics for decades and whose book “The Mothman Prophecies” was made into a movie starring Richard Gere, and Jacques Vallee, the French UFO researcher who was the model for Francois Truffaut’s character in the movie “Close Encounters of the Third Kind.” Both Keel and Vallee were huge inspirations for Weatherly, and both were proponents of the idea that a great deal of the UFO phenomenon is non-physical and involves aspects of the paranormal that have been with mankind from his earliest beginnings. CONTINUE READING: ufodigest.com/article/black-eyed-children-1122
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Post by auntym on Nov 23, 2013 15:11:25 GMT -6
ufodigest.com/article/black-eyed-children-1123November 23, 2013 WHEN THE BLACK-EYED CHILDREN COME KNOCKING - PART IIBy Sean Casteel If you missed Part I of this article click here: ufodigest.com/article/black-eyed-children-1122By Sean Casteel and John Weigle How long have BEK reports been around? Weatherly said he wanted to determine whether the stories were urban legends or the result of media influence. He found that the solid black eyes are common on TV now, to include “The X-Files,” which featured the “black oil alien” that entered into people and turned their eyes black. There’s even a BEK pictured in a scene in the 1977 film classic “Close Encounters of the Third Kind.” The image is found in a painting behind actress Teri Garr, who played the wife of the character who was the main witness in the film. A clear view of the painting and information about the artist can be seen at: twocrowsparanormal.blogspot.com/2013_11_01_archive.html While there are a great many contemporary accounts of BEK from the U.S., Australia, South Africa and the U.K., Weatherly still wanted to learn whether the BEK are just a modern description of something that has been with us for much longer. He needed to look at things that fit the pattern but might have been described differently. “I had to look through the cultural lens,” he said, “of the people in the time period to discover more accounts.” One of those earlier accounts Weatherly unearthed took place in 1950, in rural Virginia. In a story passed down through the years by his family, a 16-year-old identified only as “Harold” was walking home one day and saw a kid leaning against the fence. Harold spoke to him but received no reply at first. Then the kid said, “I want to go to your house. You’re going to walk me up to your house.” The hair on the back of Harold’s neck stood up; he saw the solid black eyes and his first thought was of how quickly he could get home. In what appeared to be mind-reading, the kid then said, “Now, don’t you run away from me. You’re going to walk me up to your house.” “Harold beat his personal track record making it home that day,” Weatherly said. As Harold ran up the driveway, he heard something that sounded like the scream of a bobcat. His parents believed his story, and his father took his shotgun and went out to search for the kid. His mother said, “Oh, Lord, Harold, you’ve met the devil. We’re taking you to the preacher.” Weatherly went on to list some theories to explain the BEK: alien hybrids, the Men-In-Black, demonic entities, ghosts, vampires or the undead, and Djinn. “This phenomenon really crosses over a lot of lines,” he explained. “It has things in common with a wide range of different paranormal manifestations.” CONTINUE READING: ufodigest.com/article/black-eyed-children-1123
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Post by auntym on Oct 2, 2014 11:59:50 GMT -6
www.birminghammail.co.uk/news/midlands-news/cannock-chase-black-eyed-child-7863696#.VC0gbl9MFDg.twitter Cannock Chase Black Eyed Child: We go on the hunt with paranormal investigator Lee BrickleyParanormal investigator Lee Brickley has been deluged with reports of the return of the Black Eyed Child to Cannock Chase Oct 01, 2014 By Mike Lockley New sightings of the Black Eyed Girl of Cannock Chase Watch Mike's interview with Lee Brickley. Just what is causing all these sightings? With the sinking sun’s tired rays painting scarlet streaks on the dappled skyline, I scanned acres of violet heather. Dusk brings a breath-taking beauty to Cannock Chase, but night - so bitumun black the canopy of stars glint like gemstones - bring demons, say paranormal investigators. According to reports - some police reports, this untamed Staffordshire wilderness is a flyzone for UFOs, Big Cat territory, the stomping ground for a Bigfoot-type creature and home to the X Files latest internet sensation, the Black Eyed Child: a soul-sucking demon with piercing charcoal eye-sockets. On a more earthly note, Cannock Chase is also recognised as one of the hotspot’s for that peculiarly British perversion “dogging”: a meeting place for thrill-seekers looking for no-strings-attached sexual encounters. That may explain some of the groans. Some, but not all. On Sunday, The Mail chronicled witness statements, collated by paranormal investigator Lee Brickley, from those unfortunate ramblers who have stumbled across the giggling Black Eyed Child. By Monday, our story had coated the worldwide net like ectoplasm. By Tuesday it was front page news in national tabloids and the subject of debate on leading radio and TV shows. WATCH VIDEO & CONTINUE READING: www.birminghammail.co.uk/news/midlands-news/cannock-chase-black-eyed-child-7863696#.VC0gbl9MFDg.twitter
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Post by auntym on Jul 10, 2015 13:57:03 GMT -6
www.johnkettler.com/bek-and-the-terrified-investigator/ BEK and the Terrified Investigator!by John Kettler July 10, 2015 BEK (Black Eyed Kids), less well known as BEC (Black Eyed Children) or BEP (Black Eyed People), are urban myths to some, but horrific reality to others, including me. The original purpose of this post was to provide new information on the BEK, my preferred acronym, but little did I know I was about to shift from concerned student of this terrifying phenomenon to having my own harrowing encounter with these evil soul slurpers. Now, it’s one thing to study something really Out There, and something else altogether when it’s you’re having the experience. On balance, I strongly prefer the academic route, particularly when it’s my soul at stake! Any readers inclined to guffaw after reading my original post most likely won’t be laughing about this wholly credible to me reported encounter between a BEK and a “6’7″ 260 lb airman” formerly of SF (Special Forces) The (decidedly not human) gaunt 5’9″ 140 lb 17-18 y.o. boy, or so he appeared, tried the usual scam to gain physical access to his planned victim: wanting to be let in to use the phone. Never ever do this! Trust your instincts! BEK–No Invitation Needed! The above is fundamentally sound advice, but earlier today (Thursday, July 9, 2015), I learned there is a whole new and horrific aspect to this BEK business. I don’t know what the triggering circumstances may be, but I’ve learned the hard way the BEK can come calling–in your bedroom, no less–without being physically admitted into your abode! At the time, I was, I think, sound asleep following another up until dawn drill: exhausted and wired; raw, agitated; Inner Child climbing the wall; flaring nerves, weird appetite and other unpleasantness to agony so many times associated with some sort of pending upheaval, here on Earth or elsewhere. It seemed as though I hadn’t been asleep long when I several times heard, at random intervals, a schnick schnick sort of sound I thought was outside and below my second story window, at a time when the Sun was already up for hours. The best interpretation my brain could come up with was a weed whacker being used by the lawn mowing crew. Except it wasn’t right. Something was off. Weed whackers typically are used longer in a given pass and don’t sound like that. Now, I should explain that I was cold and consequently was already under the covers, save for the top of my head. Apparently because of my Earth and other sensitivities, my body frequently doesn’t properly thermoregulate. Consequently, I can feel normal, freeze or roast in a 75 degree room. Despite sporting a huge volcanic belly which looked like a woman’s well past term, by the time I collapsed I was cold. And by “cold” I mean sleeping under full winter covers with flannel sheets atop and below me. Better than freezing, and that includes goosebumps! I wore a tee shirt, a zipped up hoodie, sweat pants and socks, but I was still cold for a time. Whatever was going on stopped, and I started to hear, whether in my dream or telepathically in my mind, distant voices of small children. Their tittering was what convinced such awareness as I had they were in fact children. In truth, at the time, I had no, zero, idea whether, as the brilliant ads decades ago asked, “Is it live or is it Memorex™?” Whatever it was, it was pretty disturbing. Soon, I’d delightedly do anything to get back to “disturbing.” To being able to classify this as “just a nightmare.” You see, it wasn’t! It was real. It happened! And despite my singular ineptness and near paralysis when I needed to act swiftly, decisively and lethally, I managed to survive. Wellington famously observed of the pivotal Battle of Waterloo, which crushed Napoleon once and for all, “It was a near-run thing,..” Mine was also near-run, but instead of a vast carpet of the wounded and dead littering the Belgian landscape, the casualties were to my battered psyche, to my very sense of safety. Never again will my bedroom, with the door locked, be the sanctuary to me it once was! CONTINUE READING: www.johnkettler.com/bek-and-the-terrified-investigator/
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Post by Deleted on Jul 11, 2015 15:52:14 GMT -6
. . .Forces seeking to learn something, an evil entity who decided it was time to grow and evolve into something positively oriented.
Is this wishful thinking on the author's part?
In this particular event, the "author" talks about how he didn't do anything, but stayed hidden under his bed covers. He heard and felt things subliminally.
He spoke of other "events" where he fought evil in the astral plane (like a lot of us do; when we are dreaming).
He finished this piece by saying that people need to "wake up!" He seems to feel like he should have done something other than just hide under the bedcovers. He talked to a learned friend about it, and I'm still waiting.
"what should he have done?"
His "main point", IMO, was to let us all know, that BEK do not have to be invited to enter your bedroom. I got that.
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Don't mind me. I'm obviously just frustrated. I read these kind of "posts" to glean information, and it isn't exactly comforting that more and more people have similar experiences.
I guess I'm just expecting some 'neat and tidy' tv show like the "gehost whisperinger". She figures things out, and then takes care of business.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 14, 2015 11:19:23 GMT -6
We would all like to have all of the answer bundled up with a tidy ribbon..life isn't like that. It's the steps we take to arrive to a conclusion..the depth of energy we put into solution or the struggles we have within..to accept or reject what we know is there but can't quite assimilate...that cause us to evolve and grow. Believe it or not..some people don't ever need 'reasons'..they just accept things as they come and roll over them like water. Some of us don't ever fit into the 'proper' mold humanity sets. The thing is...that person who has that answer..does not have the ONLY answer or the right one necessarily. He may have an answer you can accept and will incorporate into your own view point..or not. You get to choose. We get freedom of choice. How can you ensure it's a good one or the right one? You can't. Just that it's right or good for you. I can't understand or commiserate with a lot of people. People DO have entities around them..beings or elements or 'things' because they have that projective personality that draws things like that. Yeah I know..I've mentioned that before..JC is a magnet. It would be as disturbing to me..as I know it is for you. You can feel them..I think sometimes you've seen them and that's disconcerting. Close relation to 'I see dead people' but you don't have ghosts. They don't feel cold or harmful..but curious and in some way comforted by you...and they're not always around. I think it depends a LOT on your mood. JC..you are NOT crazy..you do NOT have cooties (well for lack of better names..maybe)..and I think if you are very troubled by all of this attention..you could learn how to 'close the door'. I don't think anyone else in here has this sort of energy that's like candy to them. You sort of draw me too.. even when I'm determined to not get sucked in by it..I am.
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Post by auntym on Aug 9, 2015 12:46:35 GMT -6
www.strangerdimensions.com/2015/08/07/are-black-eyed-children-time-travelers/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+StrangerDimensions+%28Stranger+Dimensions%29 Are Black Eyed Children Time Travelers?By Rob Schwarz August 7, 2015 When Art Bell opens the phone lines, you never know what’s going to happen. Such was the case on July 24, 2015, during Midnight in the Desert’s first Open Lines show, and the long-awaited return of my personal favorite – Open Time Lines. Now, most people listening that night assumed that one particular caller was simply acting. Perhaps he was. But the story he shared cast the unsettling nature of the so-called Black Eyed Children in a light I’d never considered before. Are they, the terrifying children with eyes black as shark eyes, actually time travelers? That one unusual caller insisted they were, in fact, forcing him to travel through time: “…every time that it happens to me, I lose a little bit of who I used to be, Mr. Bell. Every time they force me to time travel, I lose a little bit of myself…I need to warn your listeners. Do not answer for these children with black eyes. They are real, Mr. Bell. They are very real, and they will…take you. They will not kill you, but they will make you disappear. Your soul, Mr. Bell, is gone. They will take your soul. They force me to travel in time, back and forth, back and forth…in the future hundreds of years, I’ve been back hundreds of years…I miss my family, Mr. Bell. I’ve had a wife, I had children…but I’m lost to time. I’ve lost them all. I can’t even remember what they look like…because when I close my eyes, all I see are these children staring at me soullessly, forcing me to do their bidding…” Curiously enough, an article at Mysterious Universe published on January 29, 2013 shares an encounter in Pennsylvania, in which the victim describes the children as eerily out of place – or perhaps time. “’The first thing that struck me as odd was their attire,’ Jenkins said. ‘It was ‘80s clothing, only it looked brand new.’ One boy wore a new Montreal Expos baseball cap with a logo the team used between 1969 and 1991. The Expos haven’t existed since 2004. The Vision Street Wear skater hoodies they wore were popular in the 1980s. ‘What they were wearing just didn’t seem to fit with the time period,’ Jenkins said.” – Terror Lurks in Pennsylvania, Mysterious Universe But the question still remains: What is their nefarious purpose? If they are time travelers, and if they do force people to travel through time, why? And if they’re not time travelers, could they possibly exist outside of time as some form of demonic or even extraterrestrial entities? The common legend of the Black Eyed Children involves encounters with young children who possess purely black eyes. They appear as if from a void, and ask their unsuspecting victims for help, or if they need help. Sometimes, they will ask to be invited into the victim’s home or, in the Pennsylvania case, the victim’s car. What happens if you accept? Perhaps Art Bell’s unfortunate caller found out the hard way. www.strangerdimensions.com/2015/08/07/are-black-eyed-children-time-travelers/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=feed&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+StrangerDimensions+%28Stranger+Dimensions%29
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2015 9:58:55 GMT -6
I have listened to Art Bell..but I always do it with a grain of salt..because I won't ever forget it was a nut on his program that promoted the 'UFO in the tail of a comet' that led to the deaths of the Heaven's Gate kids. He sounded perfectly sane as many of them do..but he was lying through his teeth and showing faked pictures to Art who was talking about the realism of those photographs. There IS a certain amount of responsibility as far as I am concerned..to 'investigate' what you are promoting. But on that show..if the story is a good one..that's all that matters. Well as we know now..the pictures were faked..there was no UFO waiting for kids to commit mass suicide to be scooped up and flown off to Nirvana. Art isn't there anymore..but..the program goes on and people take it all in..often with amazing belief that all of these stories are fact.
There ARE insane people..paranoid schizophrenic people who sound perfectly rational and sane. They 'see' things that aren't necessarily there or real. Maybe sometimes they see things that we just can't see. We don't understand how our brains work..the greatest computer there is. BUT..to remember..there ARE also liars and charlatans and just plain idiots who want some fame..the attention..they crave it and need it like a Munchausen by Proxy patient needs medical attention..maybe these people need some fancy name too. The field of UFO's and other phenomenon..is wide open..because there aren't any rules..it's mostly speculation. Lizard people and moth people and the Jersey Devil and the list goes on forever. Just remember..just because someone like Harold comes along saying the world is about to end..doesn't mean you should give your possessions away and just because it's on Art Bell doesn't mean it's real. Don't swallow the blue pill..entirely.
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Post by paulette on Aug 10, 2015 10:51:25 GMT -6
Now, most people listening that night assumed that one particular caller was simply acting. Perhaps he was. But the story he shared cast the unsettling nature of the so-called Black Eyed Children in a light I’d never considered before. Are they, the terrifying children with eyes black as shark eyes, actually time travelers? Read more: theedgeofreality.proboards.com/thread/3422/bek-black-eyed-kids#ixzz3iQoeUz11Of course this made me think of Skywalker. And in truth, almost all alien descrptions feature black eyes with no discernable iris or whites. This is what used to creep me out as a young woman - I saw a lot of them in the bordertowns in Mexico we went to to eat and drink for the day: www.google.ca/search?q=velvet+painting+of+children&tbm=isch&imgil=9bGyYfpP7kFS3M%253A%253BJdE-Kv5xGBX8nM%253Bhttps%25253A%25252F%25252Fwww.pinterest.com%25252Fpin%25252F229683649720064876%25252F&source=iu&pf=m&fir=9bGyYfpP7kFS3M%253A%252CJdE-Kv5xGBX8nM%252C_&biw=1600&bih=740&usg=__trJWNUz8V5OUwj6z2Q-7da_U0OU%3D&ved=0CCwQyjdqFQoTCNjB37b8nscCFYmWiAoda3cIsg&ei=OtbIVdi8BYmtogTr7qGQCw#imgrc=X6-izJHtQSUsqM%3A&usg=__trJWNUz8V5OUwj6z2Q-7da_U0OU%3DSome of the pictures had eye clolors, some not. They all creeped me out although they had a popularity in the early 60's. At very least they are all pictured as alone and sad and needing help. Yeah. I'm more in line with the Little People, who come and go from the edges and sometimes treat humans kindly, sometimes not so much. Their time is not ours - hence the cautionary tale of Rip Van Winkle, spending an evening with them, partying and coming back to find himself old and his kin scattered or dead. Kinda a high price to pay for a night out, no matter how good the drinks and entertainment was. I think Tolkien caught this aspect of them well. They were VERY OLD even in Middleearth and had ships standing by to take them away forever. On another side track - the idea of children who may not be children and although seeking help may not be good candidates to let into one's house - BUT WHO IN SOME ACCOUNTS HAVE TO ASK PERMISSION - to get in the car, to go in the house....suggests shades of vampire. I was always touched that they had to ask. With all their tricks of eroticism and attraction and glamoring --- they had to have a victim that invited them in. True Blood (fiction, TV) definitely emphasized that but the older accounts hold with this as well. I guess that's one thing that bothers people who have had or think they have had a close encounter of the third kind. - They may be drawn outside (and thus available for whatever happens next). But they often do not invite anyone in and go to great lengths to not have that happen. Yet in their stories - it does. In human law, if an assault is committed, the victim is assessed as to whether they were able to say no, that they said or indicated no, and that the two parties are equal in power. So, a hooker picked up and raped and beaten sometimes can try to press charges but it usually doesn't go well for them. Ditto wifes, although this is changing. But a child and an adult - where the child is groomed and beguiled (as well as threatened that no one will believe them) CANNOT GIVE CONSENT. So if we human are up against folks who can go through walls or windows, or show up in the air in front of us in a busy city (John Lennon's experience in New York), or stop our car and we don't know what happens next.... that is not consent. Even if the being is a lonely frightened looking child. PS. Some drugs DO Dialate eyes and if the eyes were dark to begin with the iris and pupil seem back. However the whites are unaffected.: www.vice.com/en_ca/read/can-you-tell-what-drugs-someones-on-just-by-looking-at-their-eyes-876
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Post by Deleted on Aug 10, 2015 15:22:44 GMT -6
We would all like to have all of the answer bundled up with a tidy ribbon..life isn't like that. It's the steps we take to arrive to a conclusion..the depth of energy we put into solution or the struggles we have within..to accept or reject what we know is there but can't quite assimilate...that cause us to evolve and grow. Believe it or not..some people don't ever need 'reasons'..they just accept things as they come and roll over them like water. Some of us don't ever fit into the 'proper' mold humanity sets. The thing is...that person who has that answer..does not have the ONLY answer or the right one necessarily. He may have an answer you can accept and will incorporate into your own view point..or not. You get to choose. We get freedom of choice. How can you ensure it's a good one or the right one? You can't. Just that it's right or good for you. I can't understand or commiserate with a lot of people. People DO have entities around them..beings or elements or 'things' because they have that projective personality that draws things like that. Yeah I know..I've mentioned that before..JC is a magnet. It would be as disturbing to me..as I know it is for you. You can feel them..I think sometimes you've seen them and that's disconcerting. Close relation to 'I see dead people' but you don't have ghosts. They don't feel cold or harmful..but curious and in some way comforted by you...and they're not always around. I think it depends a LOT on your mood. JC..you are NOT crazy..you do NOT have cooties (well for lack of better names..maybe)..and I think if you are very troubled by all of this attention..you could learn how to 'close the door'. I don't think anyone else in here has this sort of energy that's like candy to them. You sort of draw me too.. even when I'm determined to not get sucked in by it..I am. _________________________________________________________________________________ " His "main point", IMO, was to let us all know, that BEK do not have to be invited to enter your bedroom. I got that."
Read more: theedgeofreality.proboards.com/thread/3422/bek-black-eyed-kids?page=1#ixzz3iRoQ0tFc_________________________________________________________________________________ I don't think "things" always have to be "invited", and I don't think there's much to "learning how to close the door". I think sometimes, just being in bed and covering your head with the blankets, does work. There can be a standard to fend off certain "beings", but if you don't know what "being" is visiting you, what's the use? A person could go thru several different methods, before getting some sort of "relief". What I'm troubled by, is the belief I've heard, that some of these "things" need help. For example, I used the ghost whispering as these "things" needing to be directed towards the light. To move on. Makes it a main stream idea, I guess. What makes a person so sure that they need to tell a "being" where to go? Whatever insight I have, and no matter my desire to be open to other's insight, I'm not finding ANY basis in knowing where to tell these "things" where to go. Don't get me wrong. If I have some responsibility in "helping" in this matter, I'm willing. But I'm not going to agree to do something that might make the situation worse. It has been a rare occasion to ask for something to be "bound". What happens after whatever is bound? I'm much more comfortable asking something to quit bothering me. Most of the time, I don't need to do that.
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Post by auntym on Sept 12, 2015 15:22:58 GMT -6
paranormal.about.com/od/demonsandexorcism/fl/More-Encounters-with-the-Black-Eyed-People.htm More Encounters with the Black-Eyed People / Page 1By Stephen Wagner paranormal.about.com/bio/Stephen-Wagner-3374.htm 9/12/15 THERE ARE MANY unnerving, even terrifying experiences with strange creatures and beings that people report around the world, but the encounters that seem to freak people out the most are those with the mysterious black-eyed people. The reason might be is that they are frequently encountered in ordinary settings: at the supermarket, on the road... and even at your front door. Is there really something paranormal about these people?Could they just be people with dark eyes or pranksters wearing black contact lenses? Could be. But the people who encounter these black-eyed souls up close say that there is something else about them... a palpable creep factor... that they exude a powerful feeling of dread. Is that just a psychological response to people who look to be abnormal or sinister? I'll let you decide as you read through these true stories of encounters with black-eyed entities.
TALL, THIN BLACK-EYED MANThis first story has that creep factor in spades. One day in July, 2007, Kristle was taking a lunch break from her job at a doctor's office in Arlington, Texas. She walked to a nearby taco restaurant and placed her order. As she headed back to work, about a 20-minute walk, she was suddenly struck with an unexpected thought: Be careful, Krystle. "I was freaking out," Krystle says. What was her subconscious trying to warn her about? "My mind started racing with all kinds of thoughts: Am I going to be abducted? Am I going to get hit by a car? Is someone following me?" About half-way back to the office, she began to calm down. But once again, the strong warning echoed in her mind: Be careful, Krystle.... She looked all around her for signs of danger. As soon as she passed some tall bushes, she encountered a very tall, very thin man. "He had to be at least six-foot-eight," Krystle says. "All tan brown clothing with tan brown sandals, and he was so dark skinned. He was walking in the middle of the street heading to the sidewalk I was walking on. I knew something was not right about him. He walked very slowly, like some sort of predator sneaking in on his prey." Krystle was startled by the fact that when this man’s feet hit the pavement as he walked, she could feel the vibration through the sidewalk, as if he weighed a ton! "He was looking straight ahead and I couldn't keep my eyes off him," she says. "I slowed my pace because if I kept walking at the speed I was, I would have been face to face with this man." Krystle's fear senses were tingling. Was he what she needed to "be careful" about? He's going to get me, she thought to herself. "As soon as I thought that," she says, "he turned his head really fast and saw me. His eyes were black... but it was like he didn't even have eyelids, just black sockets. I *bleep* near had a panic attack." Krystle's eyes locked onto those of the black-eyed man as they passed each other, and his face seemed to morph into a demonic sneer. She quickly ducked into a corner store to calm herself down and wait for the creepy man to leave. After a few minutes, she went back out onto the sidewalk... and he was gone. Just a few minutes from her office, Krystle hurried on her way. Once again, however, the inner voice warned: Krystle, be careful.... "I passed a business to my right," Krystle says, "more bushes, and after the bushes -- boom! -- to my right the black-eyed guy was standing by a building watching me until I walked into my job!" Krystle understandably refused to walk home after work that day – in fact, for at least a week. "I was so afraid he'd find me," she says. "I was convinced that if I kept thinking about him, he'd knock on my door."
BLACK-EYED KIDS AT THE TRAFFIC LIGHTJohn had his encounter with the infamous black-eyed kids as he was driving home from work on January 20, 2014 at 10:20 p.m. in Tavares, Florida. It was a typical drive home for John on a quiet road when he came to a red light and stopped. Suddenly, out of the darkness a teenager appeared about 15 feet outside the passenger side window. He was wearing blue jeans and a hoodie up over his head. "From what I could see," John says, "it appeared that he had little to no facial features -- especially the eyes. The eyes were blacker than the darkness." Freaked out, John forced his gaze away from the teenager and back to the traffic light, hoping it would turn green. Then, what looked like the teenager's identical twin began crossing the road very, very slowly in front of his car, as though to hold him up if the light did change. He thought about just running the red light. "The next thing I knew, the first boy was at the side of my car, approaching as though he was going to get in," says John. "I was filled with overwhelming fear and thought I was going to die. At the time I remember thinking, This is the Angel of Death. I felt as though they were somehow talking to each other, without talking out loud." As luck would have it, another car approached from behind and the light changed to green. But as he was driving away, John looked back and both boys were gone. And when he got home, he was so freaked out that he thought, like Krystle above, that they were going to show up at his door. CONTINUE TO PAGE 2: RUN OFF THE ROAD BY A BLACK-EYED MAN: paranormal.about.com/od/demonsandexorcism/fl/More-Encounters-with-the-Black-Eyed-People_2.htmCOTINUE TO PAGE 3: SHARP-TOOTHED, BLACK-EYED ENTITIES: paranormal.about.com/od/demonsandexorcism/fl/More-Encounters-with-the-Black-Eyed-People_3.htm
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Post by paulette on Sept 12, 2015 15:39:55 GMT -6
That would be a very bad experience. Except the getting away part.
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Post by auntym on Jan 9, 2016 14:47:29 GMT -6
www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/01/black-eyed-babies.html Black Eyed Babies by Lon Strickler / plus.google.com/106965043801227120908 Thursday, January 07, 2016
I recently received the following accounts from researcher and friend Jamie bob. This time, the subject is 'Black Eyed Babies':
March 2015 – California, USA
A physician named Jim Fisher e-mailed Dave about one of the strangest stories he had ever heard from a patient.
“I'm a doctor practising the last 40 years here in Eureka, California. When I'm in my office late, I make it a point to break up the boredom of the massive paperwork mountain we doctors are now required to perform and from your program as well as Coast to Coast, I've heard stories about black eyed children. Frankly I would have rather heard about ghosts or UFOs etc. Because black eyed children just did not seem plausible. I received my first doctorate in physics and became a physician so that I could resume my own theoretical research for dimensional periodic functions which is pretty boring but needs a lot of time and maybe instrumental in the multi-verse theory.
One of the tricks I've used over the decade was when a patient is fearful of a needle or some other potential procedure, I used to ask the patient: What is the strangest thing you've ever seen? Once a patient is talking, breaking into some story, the chances of nausea are greatly reduced in my experience. So here's the story:
One of my internal medicine colleagues sent me his wife for a procedure. The wife, the patient, is an attorney. For a patient, she's really nervous, even telling my assistant that she really dreads going to the dentist. So while I was performing the preliminaries to surgery, I asked what's strangest thing you've ever seen? The patient replied that, "you wouldn't believe me." I'm not even sure I believe it myself. Now I really got to get the story. The patient finally acquiesced and told me what happened.
It was March of 2015. The patient was in our local Safeway, pushing a cart like everyone else. She was on the left side of the aisle. Being left handed, she was taking items with her left hand and putting them into her cart. At this point, she hears the sound of a baby cooing, baby-talking. And this baby was in a cart that had drawn parallel to her. She looked up to see a blonde haired, blue eyed baby of indeterminant sex. About eight months. She smiled and said, "Hi, baby." At this point, the child made eye contact with her. Immediately the baby's eyes turned a deep, opaque black. Not just the iris but the sclera as well. She took a rapid step back, not only fearful of the transmogrification but the feeling of being drawn into those eyes. She broke eye contact. The baby smiled at her, black eyes and all, showing it's apparently newly erupted two front teeth. She was immobile as the mother of the child and the basket carried on their way down the aisle turning right at the end. The baby looked at her as the mother made this turn. Its eyes were normal and blue as before. My patient then went on to the end of the aisle, turned left, checked out and then went home fearing she was having a psychotic break.
I asked her a few questions:
Did you see the mother? No, but she was ballet dancer thin, had long blonde hair and wore jeans. She did not appreciate any facial features.
Have you ever heard of the black eyed children? No, I would never ascribe to that paranormal stuff, was her response.
And just to be complete, this patient was not a drinker, nor does she have any history of drugs, save some THC in college. I do not know what to make of this story. The patient is a practising attorney, well respected in our small community and married to a physician. There was nothing in her demeanour at all in our contacts to make suspect drug abuse or mental abnormalities. An ophthalmologist colleague told me that he had once heard a similar story but does not know any syndromes that would cause black sclera save for any trauma.
As Rod Serling used to say: "Submitted for your approval."
Source: Darkness Radio – January 4, 2016
CONTINUE READING: www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/01/black-eyed-babies.html
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Post by auntym on Jan 19, 2016 15:51:40 GMT -6
www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/01/bek-in-parkit-was-crazy.html Tuesday, January 19, 2016 BEK in the Park...'it was crazy' Posted by Lon Strickler December 19, 2015 - Cedar Park, Texas Nate in Cedar Park, Texas called in to tell of his sighting of BEK in a mall in Texas: “This one was actually kind of creepy because on the Saturday before Christmas I had grand-baby duty because everyone else was off shopping and doing things. So I had taken my grand-daughter to... in Texas they have a bunch of these bounce house, these inflatable things and they basically put them in strip malls. Well, I had taken her to one of those and checked in and was just kind of sitting on the bench watching her and I noticed this kid, looked like about a 6 year old kid, dressed in black jeans and like a hoodie, like a grey kind of hoodie but not necessarily a clean one. And I'm thinking, this kid looks out of place compared to all these other kids. All the other kids are like running around not really noticing him and so I'm kind of watching him and he just happens to glance back at me and I'm like Holy crap, that kid doesn't have any eyes. It was just black right where his eyes are. So I stand up and I walk towards him and I think he must have noticed me and he just kind of walked towards or past the inflatables and there's a row of six inflatables and when I say inflatables, it's the big blow up slides or bounce houses or, you know, all the things that the kids ride on. So I follow him and I'm walking behind him and the last little, I don't know, space that they have are these stairs that you walk up and there's it's a pit of foam blocks that you can jump into or do somersaults and some. And there's a front of a staircase and it has a little turn to it and I go up, I'm watching him, watching him and he turns around and he looks at me and, sure enough, 6 year old kid, black jeans, white-grey hoodie, black eyes or he didn't have any eyes. He waved at me and he turns to walk up the stairs and I kind of fast walked to see if I could get him and he's not on the stairs, he's not anywhere. He just disappeared. And like I said, I followed him from the front because that's where all the benches are for the old people and I noticed him and I followed him all the way to the back. I mean I was 15 or 20 feet behind him the entire time. He got to the back, made the little loop, turned around and looked at me, basically he acknowledged me and gave him a little kid wave, like a little princess kid wave, made a... a... and it didn't take me 2 seconds to get where he was from there and there was nobody there. Nobody at all. It was crazy... It was kind of weird though because the entire time it was like he was there but not quite in focus. Does that make sense? It was like he's standing there but if another kid was standing beside him, he would be a little bit blurry compared to the other kid with well defined angles and things like this. He was just kind of there. And the weirdest thing about it was that kids would just like walk around him but not like acknowledge that he was even there. They were just running around going back and forth, just running around doing craziness with the parents and everybody else and it was almost like I was the only one who even noticed him and he was not necessarily happy that I noticed him because it was like he was scouting stuff out. I didn't say anything to anybody. I just grabbed my grand-daughter and I said, it's ice cream time, let's go.” Source: Darkness Radio - January 11, 2016 www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/01/bek-in-parkit-was-crazy.html
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Post by auntym on Dec 1, 2016 15:35:57 GMT -6
www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/12/bek-in-snow.html Thursday, December 01, 2016 BEK in the Snow Posted by Lon Strickler / plus.google.com/+LonStricklerI recently received the following account: Hi - I just read your Bizarre Encounters book and really enjoyed it. If you don't mind, I had a strange experience last winter that I'd like to describe to you. I live in Fargo, ND and the winters can get brutal here. My husband is a long-haul trucker, so I'm home by myself a lot. One Monday morning I was outside shoveling snow from my front walkway. It was still snowing, but the snowblower was busted and I wanted to get some of it out of the way. I worked on it for a hour or so, then decided to go inside and get a cup of coffee. I left the shovel on the front porch. After about 15 minutes, I headed towards the front door and back outside. It's then I noticed that the shovel was missing. I knew I had left it by the door. Then I looked up our driveway towards the street (it's very long - about 200 ft) and saw someone shoveling snow by the mailbox. I walked in that direction and saw footprints along the driveway - so I figured this person had my shovel. But why would they be shoveling out by the road? I got within 20 feet or so from this person and yelled 'you have my shovel.' They didn't answer. I could tell it was a female by the long blond hair. She was dressed in a dark grey jacket and no hat or boots. I yelled again. 'What are you doing?' The person looked up. I swear - I almost fainted. The face was that of a teenage girl, with alabaster white skin - but her eyes were completely black! She stared at me and didn't say a word. She dropped the shovel and continued to look at me. Then she said in a very soft voice, 'I need you to help me.' I stood there dumbfounded, but I kind of felt sorry for her. I picked up the shovel and then asked her, 'What is the trouble?' Again, she looked at me for several seconds, not uttering a word. She then said, 'Can I have the shovel?' I said 'You can use it when I'm finished. Is that OK?' Then she said 'Thank you,' and turned and walked down the street. I kept an eye on her, as she walked past several residences without stopping - eventually distant enough that I couldn't see her in the falling snow. This black-eyed girl never came back for the shovel, and I still have no idea why she was shoveling the entrance to my driveway. I told my husband about the incident, and he replied 'I have heard talk about these black-eyed people. I didn't know they were here in Fargo.' I asked where he had heard about this, and he said most of the incidents were in California. But there were a few more in other states, and that other truck drivers had encountered some. He also said he had never seen one. I thought it was an interesting story. I still wonder about her. Abby www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2016/12/bek-in-snow.html
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Post by auntym on Jan 3, 2017 15:02:42 GMT -6
www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2017/01/malevolent-black-eyes.html Tuesday, January 03, 2017 Malevolent Black Eyes Posted by Lon Strickler / plus.google.com/+LonStricklerPlease note: the blog postings may be a bit erratic the next 2 weeks. I have several medical appointments and tests scheduled...as well as surgery within the next 10 days. Please bear with me. Thanks again...Lon “In 1995 I was taking a trip across the country with my father, from east coast to west coast. We had camped out a couple days in federal land in Utah and needed gas. It was an extremely desolate area, but we passed a little crossroads. There was a convenience store built into side of a rock wall. When I walked in I remember there was an old man behind the counter and a younger looking man in one of the aisles. No flags went off, just a normal setting. I was paying for the gas at the counter and the younger man came up behind me to stand in line. He kind of passed the boundary of my comfort zone so I casually inched forward a bit. He did it again, so I gave him sort of a side glance...a quick glance to the eyes. Looking back at me were watery, completely jet black eyes. I only glanced at them for a split second but that was enough to start to process what I saw. The hair on the back of my neck went up immediately. It freaked me out, but I left calmly. I got in passenger seat of the RV. My father was done pumping gas and we left. I didn’t exactly have any feeling of fear, more just something I couldn’t process from the norm. Two days later we made it to the west coast, near San Francisco and headed north on the Pacific Coast Highway. We made it to a campground in a small coastal town of Eureka, CA to camp and stay the night. The town had a movie theater that we could walk to from camp, so we caught a show and headed back for the night. I climbed up into the loft and fell asleep. About an hour later I woke up with a fever 104 and very weak. I woke my father and he drove the RV to a hospital in town. In about 15 minutes we were pulling into a parking lot. Waiting for a couple of minutes before going in, the fever broke. My temp dropped back to normal, but I felt worn out and drained from head to toe. I remained drained for a couple days, but no fever. We stopped at a walk-in clinic in Eugene, Oregon to have blood work done. Nothing abnormal was found. I don't know if the sickness had any connection to the young black-eyed man I glanced at, but it has always kind of haunted the back of my mind. My father was well aware of my description of the young man and was there first-hand to see the strange illness. We do still talk about that strange day 20 years ago." Anonymous www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2017/01/malevolent-black-eyes.html
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Post by jcurio on Jan 4, 2017 9:01:02 GMT -6
and then after this article, is a list of books that you can buy on Amazon to "fight dark forces". (No sarcasm).
This "event" was 20 yrs ago. How many more Bek since then?
20 years ago, there was a certain type of chaos going on. Was that actually when "these things" became more apparent?
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Post by Deleted on Jan 5, 2017 11:20:15 GMT -6
Wonder why 'black' is always malevolent? Cowboys in black hats..kids with black eyes..what ever people don't find 'normal' they seem to persecute
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Post by jcurio on Jan 5, 2017 22:01:32 GMT -6
I had to laugh at this, and Jo's recent heading on another thread, of "shadow people or ghosts". 😎😆
I recently read some article proposing that that is what shadow people ARE: ghosts. Interesting theory, actually.
But in comment to Jo's statement in post above, it should be no surprise to anyone that "black" is one of my favorite colors.
But not as in, "black", leaving the light off in the basement, so that I am walking through a "void", with no light. I do this sometimes, and don't run into anything, but I tend to leave a lamp light on; even for my dogs. Can't recall when was the last time I had that "creepy feeling" of something imaginary reaching for me in the dark.... scared for my shin bones really. In any dark situation, I tend to stand there and wait a bit -hoping for my eyes to adjust to the dark. 🙄
So, "black" is the void of light.... but I have to admit, that when I have let myself get super tired, I don't just "hallucinate" black shapes. Last week, there were 2 times that I thought I saw "people" in full color dress, striding purposely from the dining room upstairs to the kitchen! And both of those times we had a house full of people!? So, I looked twice, both times!
Now here's the funny part. It wasn't til later, upon musing that my imaginary people were incredibly life-like, that I realized "who" one of them was. Oh gosh, brain fart, what's the name of that guy, with the skinny body, red and white striped shirt, hat, and round spectacles- you know, the one you are supposed to be able to search and find on every page of his detailed book? Yeah! I saw "Waldo" stride into my kitchen! Went to bed after THAT thought. Lol (and haven't looked at a "Waldo book" for at least 3 yrs.)
And like sleeping 10 hours last night, I don't always know (anymore) that I need that much sleep...
Well, driving home last night from the friends house, it was snowing, no traffic, and so I was looking on the road for snow "dust devils". Just a neat effect as snow blows across the road, it makes interesting "mini" shadows (I'm looking just past the reach of my headlights at the road- not suggested to do in traffic). Last night, I was just getting that "glittery jewel" reaction that snow does.
But then, a huge shadow crossed the road, at hood-of-my-car-level, and if it hadn't moved quickly, and appeared to be flying ( or humanoid with no legs visible) I might have stupidly hit the brakes!
It appeared to be the "huge bat symbol" that I just saw in the batman movie. ~sigh- how impressionable can one be??
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Post by Deleted on Jan 6, 2017 10:45:23 GMT -6
I think we're in trouble when we stop being impressionable. I like candles and in candle 'magic' black dispels negativity. Same with the black stones..hematite is one of my very very favorites used for grounding and protection..a very spiritual stone..and tends to 'call' to me. But my favoritest most one of all is black tourmaline. It also is a powerful grounding stone, electrical in nature, providing a connection between Earth and the human spirit. Its supportive energy aligns the energy centers of the body and channels healing light throughout the system. Try wearing a little necklace of it when you feel 'scattered' it helps me.
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