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Friday, 1 November 2013

Mother Gaia by Stratovarius

Mother Gaia by Stratovarius

Time waits for no one
So they say it goes on forever.
The tears of pain
I see in your eyes,
How can we change for the better?
Hate and greed’s getting stronger every day.
Injustice rules the world,
Killing the lungs of the Earth
How far are we prepared to go?
I have seen the light. It came into my life. There’s no second chance.
We should have learned by now
But it’s too late to change the course.
There’s so much more than this, oh Mother Gaia.
Can you see, can you feel all the beauty that we have in this world?
There’s so much to see, forever. Ignorance, arrogance

Keep us from being ourselves so we just follow our leaders. Why?

Thursday, 31 October 2013

JUST SCARING US

JUST SCARING US

My recollection of the first time that I personally witnessed a spectral entity was on the weekend eve of losing my job. Ironically, I was downstairs looking for a job on monster.com when, upon ending my session and proceeding to go upstairs I caught a rapidly moving object streak past my field of vision. It was positioned at eye level and moved so quickly I couldn’t make out what it looked like. My cat was also in the room and her head also followed with the object. The stair steps out of the lower level number fifteen but I only heard it stomp up three of them.

Later that week I was terminated from my job, it was a small company. I was the only software engineer, only software installer, only software support person and they didn’t replace me. Gone was my illusion of job security. Do not be alarmed I did find a better job several weeks later.

One night a month after the first incident I was getting ready to get into bed when I noticed a sudden indentation on the comforter. It appeared to be the depth that a cat would make if there was a cat on the bed. I reached for it and it let out a squeak and the indentation went away. I was certain it was one of the cat’s we own, so looked under the bed, looked everywhere in the room, no animals were to be found. I opened the door to the bedroom (carefully watching my feet for a cat zipping by) and went into the family room where all the cats where sitting with the rest of the family while they watch television.

Every night for over a year I would get into bed and feel something jump into my bed next to me. This even happened once while I was on a business trip. I was in San Francisco and was lying on my left side looking at a beautiful view of the bay when it happened again it landed on my bed right next to my stomach. It is one thing when you’re at home and your family is nearby and something odd happens , but when you are far from home it quite another. Oddly, I didn’t rush around and turn on all the lights. I was tired and rolled over figuring it hadn’t done anything to me yet and went to sleep.

My daughter has always hated to be alone in the house because she hears voices when we are gone. I’m not sure this is the house’s fault. None of the other children (two boys) or my wife mentioned anything until one night when I was eating with the family at a local restaurant. For some reason (and to this day I don’t know why) I told them about the thing that hopped into the bed every night. My wife’s face turned white. She said she noticed the same thing every night when she came to be. Something hopped in bed between us.

This pattern continued for a long time. One night while sitting in my bedrooms a bunch of empty boxes started bouncing around like something was in them. I got up and checked the boxes but they were all empty. I was a little exasperated at coming so close to something immaterial yet all it seemed to want to do was scare me. I asked it, ‘What do you want to tell me?’ The only thing that happened was a cheap little waterfall in the room with a tiny Christmas tree light (it was already turned on) that suddenly made a high pitch squeal while the light literally lit up the room.

Now after all of this you would think I would be terrified, actually it was just the opposite. I have noticed a pattern in life where (if you reduce all of the authority figures tactics into one) everyone is trying to scare you. The Catholic Church threatened me with hell, my parents gave me hell, teachers threatened my future and on and on. Now my one chance to make contact with the spirit world and what did it want to do – scare me. I was just sick of it.

All I said was, ‘This is what you’re reduced to – parlor tricks?’
For a long time haunting stopped.

It has been several years but now it is starting up again. My daughter has a daughter of her own and they are both living with us. The both talk about ghosts in the room. I actually called the psychic Helene (I know she is on your show every month) and upon my recanting this story she asked if she could remote view my house. I agreed.

I have to say it was odd sitting in the dark talking to someone on the phone hundreds of miles away who describes what the interior of your home looks like for you. It’s a little creepy. Helene, definitely claimed we have a female ghost. She asked I wanted her to exercise the ghost. I ask her if she was harmful. She said no she actually like you. I didn’t take her up on the offer, I don’t have that many people that like me.

Submitted by Ruppert

Wednesday, 30 October 2013

HAUNTED SCHOOL


HAUNTED SCHOOL

There are dark shadowy figures that roam the halls of my school! I am currently an English teacher and assistant football coach in Georgia. Friday nights are rather late for me. Once I leave the stadium, I have to drive to my campus and enter a supposedly empty school to finish my work with offensive statistics such as touchdowns, yardage, etc. Before I begin, I must briefly describe my classroom set up. My classroom has two doors that lead into hallways. One door is in front of my desk about twenty feet in front of me, and the other door is on my left about twelve feet or so. Both doors have those 6 inch by 30 inch vertical rectangular windows that are pretty standard for classrooms. 

Due to the motion sensors, the hallway lights only come on when someone or something moves in the hallway. After a brief period, they go off again. I have had the same Friday night routine for the last three football seasons and have had no other experiences before this year. However, I did have a very uneasy apprehension about going to the school on this particular night. This is very unusual because the school is in my hometown and I have very fond memories attending high school there.


About a month ago I entered my classroom with the stat sheet from the game. I turned on the computer and some music from the internet. As I am entering information, from the corner of my eye, a dark shadow person moves across the window in the door in front of me, and the hallway light came on! I looked up to see clearly, and nothing. But very clearly, something moved across the window. About ten minutes later, I notice this same dark flash moving quickly across the window in the door to my left. Again, as I looked to my left, there was no sound and it seemed that no one was there. 


The lights come on again. This continued to happen at random times for the next hour or so. Strangely, the later it became, the more uneasy I felt about being there alone in the class. My uneasiness turned into panic when the volume of the music coming from my computer seem to switch from a normal level to very loud. The thought came to my mind that I had to leave...immediately. That is exactly what I did! There have been other Fridays, and I still see the shadow figures going across the window panes in the door, but I haven't felt the dread that I did on that night.


Submitted by Trey Green

Tuesday, 29 October 2013


JUST SCARING US


My recollection of the first time that I personally witnessed a spectral entity was on the weekend eve of losing my job. Ironically, I was downstairs looking for a job on monster.com when, upon ending my session and proceeding to go upstairs I caught a rapidly moving object streak past my field of vision. It was positioned at eye level and moved so quickly I couldn’t make out what it looked like. My cat was also in the room and her head also followed with the object. The stair steps out of the lower level number fifteen but I only heard it stomp up three of them.

Later that week I was terminated from my job, it was a small company. I was the only software engineer, only software installer, only software support person and they didn’t replace me. Gone was my illusion of job security. Do not be alarmed I did find a better job several weeks later.

One night a month after the first incident I was getting ready to get into bed when I noticed a sudden indentation on the comforter. It appeared to be the depth that a cat would make if there was a cat on the bed. I reached for it and it let out a squeak and the indentation went away. I was certain it was one of the cat’s we own, so looked under the bed, looked everywhere in the room, no animals were to be found. I opened the door to the bedroom (carefully watching my feet for a cat zipping by) and went into the family room where all the cats where sitting with the rest of the family while they watch television.

Every night for over a year I would get into bed and feel something jump into my bed next to me. This even happened once while I was on a business trip. I was in San Francisco and was lying on my left side looking at a beautiful view of the bay when it happened again it landed on my bed right next to my stomach. It is one thing when you’re at home and your family is nearby and something odd happens , but when you are far from home it quite another. Oddly, I didn’t rush around and turn on all the lights. I was tired and rolled over figuring it hadn’t done anything to me yet and went to sleep.

My daughter has always hated to be alone in the house because she hears voices when we are gone. I’m not sure this is the house’s fault. None of the other children (two boys) or my wife mentioned anything until one night when I was eating with the family at a local restaurant. For some reason (and to this day I don’t know why) I told them about the thing that hopped into the bed every night. My wife’s face turned white. She said she noticed the same thing every night when she came to be. Something hopped in bed between us.

This pattern continued for a long time. One night while sitting in my bedrooms a bunch of empty boxes started bouncing around like something was in them. I got up and checked the boxes but they were all empty. I was a little exasperated at coming so close to something immaterial yet all it seemed to want to do was scare me. I asked it, ‘What do you want to tell me?’ The only thing that happened was a cheap little waterfall in the room with a tiny Christmas tree light (it was already turned on) that suddenly made a high pitch squeal while the light literally lit up the room.

Now after all of this you would think I would be terrified, actually it was just the opposite. I have noticed a pattern in life where (if you reduce all of the authority figures tactics into one) everyone is trying to scare you. The Catholic Church threatened me with hell, my parents gave me hell, teachers threatened my future and on and on. Now my one chance to make contact with the spirit world and what did it want to do – scare me. I was just sick of it.

All I said was, ‘This is what you’re reduced to – parlor tricks?’
For a long time haunting stopped.

It has been several years but now it is starting up again. My daughter has a daughter of her own and they are both living with us. The both talk about ghosts in the room. I actually called the psychic Helene (I know she is on your show every month) and upon my recanting this story she asked if she could remote view my house. I agreed.

I have to say it was odd sitting in the dark talking to someone on the phone hundreds of miles away who describes what the interior of your home looks like for you. It’s a little creepy. Helene, definitely claimed we have a female ghost. She asked I wanted her to exercise the ghost. I ask her if she was harmful. She said no she actually like you. I didn’t take her up on the offer, I don’t have that many people that like me.

Submitted by Ruppert

Monday, 28 October 2013

AMELIA WILL BE STAYING!

AMELIA WILL BE STAYING!


My daughter Tasha was born a normal child in all ways. At the time of about four she had an imaginary friend she started to talk with in her room while playing. She called her Amelia. I knew that children would make-up friends while playing. My oldest daughter would make fun of Tasha talking to Amelia. I knew it would be a phase and Amelia would be gone like all imaginary friends, in time. 

As my oldest child went to school, Tasha and I would be home alone. I had to keep my eye on Tasha at only 4 years old as she was into everything. We enjoyed hanging clothes outside on sunny days. One sunny day Tasha was watching cartoons on TV and I decided to hang the clothes with her out back. She had a favorite chair by the TV. We went out to hang the clothes and returned back down the hall to the living room. When we came closer to the TV, I could see a child setting in the chair at a side angle. I thought one of the neighbor kids had came in the front door and took a seat to watch the show, since the kids did come and visit sometimes. When we got closer I froze and dropped my laundry basket… The child had no LEGS sticking out from the chair!! She slowly turned, but I never saw her face, only her hair moving. Then she kind of disappeared like steam from a pot. 

Tasha said "Did you see her Mom?"
"Yes, I did!" I exclaimed, quite frightened.
"That’s Amelia," Tasha said.

I was really afraid for myself and Tasha too. If Amelia was a ghost or evil spirit, I had seen and read enough to know this wasn’t going to end well. Later that day I told Tasha that Amelia had to go to the light, or someplace away from us, I was thinking. She said she would tell her. I hoped that thing was gone. 

The next day I was feeling better, thinking, maybe I really didn’t see anything… just nerves or a glass of bad milk. I was grabbing at straws. At about noon Tasha was playing in her room, and I called her for lunch. Tasha was eating her sandwich and we were talking. I was hoping to forget yesterday. Tasha stopped my thoughts when she said that she told Amelia she had to go away. Shaking, I asked, "What did she answer?"

"Amelia will be STAYING, and she came FROM the light, Mom." Tasha said. 

I couldn’t speak for fear! 

Days, Months and Years have gone by. Now it’s 6 years later, and I never saw the phantom of Amelia again.Tasha slowly stopped talking to Amelia. I think her classmates and society finally got rid of Amelia. At least out in the open.Tasha has the strangest ability to stay away from life’s little bumps in the road. Could it be Amelia is still near her? Tasha is growing up fine with no mental or social problems. But me... I know what I saw and it still makes my hair stand on end.

Submitted by Tracy

Sunday, 27 October 2013

WOODLAWN CHAPEL GHOST CHILD APPARITION


WOODLAWN CHAPEL GHOST CHILD APPARITION

Hi,

My name is Ashley Charron and I saw your site and thought I would submit my story.

Last year, Columbus Day weekend I was in Keene, NH for a friend's wedding. It was a beautiful weekend and after the reception on Sunday night my friends and I decided to go to a few ‘Haunted Hotspots’ in Keene.. given that it’s October and a few of my friends are curious about paranormal activity we decided to go exploring. I’ve always also been curious about ghosts and spirits and have had a few unexplainable encounters…

However on Sunday night I had a spine chilling experience in the Woodlawn Cemetery outside of the Sumnar Knight Chapel. My friends and I approached the Sumner Knight Chapel and parked the car about 20 Ft. from the Chapel. My friends decided to get out of the car to walk around and explore the Graveyard. My friend Amy and I who were in the backseat of the car decided to roll the window down and just sit back and watch them fail at trying to experience a Ghost or Spiritual encounter.


I gave the boys my camera to take pictures of the Chapel which was very eerie and dark. Inside the car I had my iPhone with the window more than half of the way down, put the flash option on and took a shot in the dark trying to capture what the Sumner Knight Chapel looked like from inside the car… I was planning to mobile upload it later and after I snapped the photograph the following disturbing image is what I captured. I have also attatched a copy of the photograph after having it lightened up by a professional photographer.




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Photo Taken: 10/9/2011 around 12:15 AM

Woodlawn Cemetery, Keene NH. Photograph taken 20 ft. from Sumner Knight Chapel.
©2011 Ashley Marie Charron
Used by permission - Unauthorized reprinting/exhibition prohibited
without written consent of copyright holder



After looking at this more closely, there is no doubt in my mind that this photograph is a once in a lifetime experience. After much discussion and commentary on the photograph almost all who view it not only say that it is disturbing but feel as though the unknown figure looks as if they are knocking on the vehicle. Many believe the figure to look like a small child, a little girl specifically. I decided to see what Google might come up with on the Woodlawn Cemetery and typed it into my search bar, this is what I found via website


“Woodlawn Cemetery Keene New Hampshire - Sumner Knight Chapel - The whole area near the Knight Chapel is a major hotspot. The chapel itself is home to a very unhappy spirit and it’s presence is almost overwhelmingly strong as you get within 15 feet of the Chapel. Near the chapel is the spirit of a little girl who will sneak around and peer from behind trees at you and on voice recorders you can get sounds of a girl giggling. You have to go away from the Chapel to encounter her. Warning, do not curse in front of the Chapel. There is a spirit who will wash your mouth out with soap if you do. Several people have documented the taste of soap in their mouths and others can smell the soap (Similar to Ivory Bar Soap in my opinion) on the breaths of the victims.”

Submitted by Ashley Marie Charron



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