I haven't posted here in a long time. I'll still visit occasionally and read a few topics of interest. I remember this old thread which was enjoyable to read. I figure I'll participate in it too. Disclaimer: most of my random stuff is high weirdness oriented....probably my favorite subject. I hardly follow politics or deep state anymore but I'm still interested in woo-related topics...
- My first memory was an OBE. When I was an infant, I remember my mother singing me a lullaby - "Rock-a-bye baby on the treetop. When the wind blows the cradle will rock...." - I recall understanding the words that she was singing to me. She was rocking me to sleep and I was visualizing the cradle blowing in the wind which was resting on 2 limbs up in a tree. When she started singing the next part: "When the bough breaks, the cradle will fall and down will come baby, cradle and all." It scared me. In my mind's eye, the cradle started falling and I was jolted outside of my body. At that point, my consciousness...spirit...was on the other side of the room and I was looking at my mother holding me in her rocking chair in the living room late one night.
- I was raised in Ohio and had very fond memories of the home I grew up in. Nothing haunted or supernatural about it. But one evening when I was around 10 years old - something unusual happened. Our basement was remodeled into our main family/dining room area. It was pretty common for me to fall asleep down there watching tv. So one night I fell asleep on the couch and I remember dreaming about a train - it was getting louder and louder as it was getting closer (to me). It was soo loud and then I heard a voice yell (I don't know if it was me yelling or someone else) It screamed, "It's coming!!!!" It startled me and I woke up. It felt like a nightmare. Instinctively, I turned to the left and I could sense a presence over by the dining room area of the basement. It was invisible...I couldn't make out a form but I knew it was large because it took up the entire area of that side of the basement. I felt it was threatening and extremely negative. I jumped off the couch so fast and started running up the basement stairs. I knew it was right behind me, following me. I ran into the doorway of my mom's bedroom. I'm screaming,"It's got me! It's got me!" I could feel it choking me. My mother gets out of bed and rushes over to me. She pulls my own hands off of my throat, This is when I realized that this "thing" was in control of my arms. When she pulled my hands off of my neck, my hands went right back up to my neck. I had no control over them. It was as if it took partial possession over my limbs. My mother started to hug me and that's when I felt it left the area. I slept in her room that night. I've never had anything like that happen again.
-My favorite purchase as a kid were the Time/Life books called "Into the Unknown" and "Mysteries of the Unexplained". I still have them on my bookshelf and sometimes refer back to them while researching paranormal topics.
-I've always been extremely shy and sensitive. I'm a loner type with only 3 close friends and that's all I seem to require. I've never been married or had an interest to be. My children are my furry kids - 3 cats named Io, Sharky, and Cameo, 2 Syrian short-haired hamsters named Lucy (avatar pic) and my newest kid, an albino named Squealy Dan. I have fish pets too.,,a betta named Rambo (his personality fits his name) and a swordtail named Swordman.
-I am blessed and thankful that I am working in pet care at a small animal pet store. No, I am not a millionaire but I'm doing what I love now and what rejuvenates my spirit. I used to teach dance and work in the Performing Arts but that feels like ages ago when I did that. I'm on a new chapter now.
-When I was around 20 years old, I woke up in the middle of the night to a very loud buzzing sound that permeated the room. I could see a figure standing near the right side of my bed. It was as if it was watching me. I couldn't make out much of the details of him besides a humanoid shape, tall, and it looked like there were some kind of tentacles hanging from where his arms lay by his side. Weirdly enough, I wasn't scared of him. I could feel the electricity in the room which may be the reason why I felt so calm and peaceful during this experience.
-I don't drink alcohol. I think the last time I had a glass of wine was back in 2010. Maybe one beer somewhere since then. If I was forced to be around large groups of people in a social setting then I'd have to drink or else I'd be really uncomfortable and nervous. My vice is sweets though - especially cakes and chocolate.
-I can't explain this. Maybe it was a dream but I remember some of the day that led up to the event. Around the age of 8-10 approx. It was summer vacation at my grandmother's house in Myrtle Beach. I remember playing at the neighbor's house. They had a daughter around my age. The mother had to go pick up her son at a baseball game that evening. She asked if I wanted to come along with her and the daughter. I said yes and we left. It was dark out and the thunderstorms were pretty bad that day. My friend and I were in the backseat and the mom pulls up to the game. She gets out of the car to get her son and a couple minutes later she is running back to the car. I can see her running in slow motion back to the car and crying hysterically. It was really strange to me. She gets in the car and she is still crying really bad. I don't remember what happened after that but it was the weirdest thing to see slow-motion movement like a Six Million Dollar Man episode.
-I started to study Hellenistic and Medieval Astrology back in 2010. I'm a little rusty in practice besides Horary Astrology because I haven't had the time for it but it's opened my eyes to a new approach to natal chart studies. Modern psychological astrology was an interest back when I was younger but the traditionalists (especially the Arab and Persian astrologers of old) brought my passion for it back to me. It saddens me how much knowledge has been lost due to the fires at the Library of Alexandria but I work with what I can find that is left.
- Do I have to write 10? I'm pretty boring and simple. I like routine and still have a hard time being adventurous and trying new things. I'm so basic.