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02-24-2010, 01:18 AM | #41 (permalink) |
Dr. Prunk
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Heh, I thought the recent Ghostbusters video game was supposed to be Ghostbusters 3.
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03-01-2010, 02:44 PM | #42 (permalink) |
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One needs only to have experiences of drugs of the very weakest kind to know that the human brain can very easily create things which aren't there, and what we perceive of the world in many cases is very far from what actually happens. The brain will create or amplify sensations, visions or sounds if we expect it to happen, and/or if we are tense. If you sleep over in an old house that you've been hold is haunted, and you during the night hear a mouse fart in the wall, you're gonna think it's haunted too.
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03-07-2010, 02:51 PM | #44 (permalink) | |
MB quadrant's JM Vincent
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A popular theory amongst scientists studying the drug feel that DMT lets your mind peak into parallel worlds. This is the reason many see gnome or lizard creatures when they take it (different worlds mean different evolutionary paths).
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03-07-2010, 08:53 PM | #45 (permalink) | |
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All people who love country = incestuous rednecks All people who love reggae = mindless marijuana smokers (who all have dreadlocks) All people who love pop = annoying prepubescent girls And so on. I've been in plenty of haunted places before and have never assumed anything to be paranormal. |
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03-09-2010, 12:05 AM | #46 (permalink) |
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Ghosts: My Experience...
About 4 yrs. ago I moved into an older house (originally around 1912ish). Big, 5 bedrooms, 4 up, 1 down. While watching tv in the middle of the day, my remote, lying on the table next to my recliner I was sitting in, literally FLEW off the table and back behind me, landing on the stairs about 5 ft. behind the table. Talk about fricken freakin out! Since then I've seen "ghostly" white images and also dark images, mostly in my bedroom downstairs. I don't feel threatened as I knew the people who previously owned the house. They grew up here and their parents are deceased. I knew their father as a child and he was a character. The mother I didn't know well but understood to be a nice person. Do not know who lived here before them. Have had the house for sale for 2 yrs. w/no takers so far, even though it's a neat old house w/a lot of character and a large yard in a small town. Have seen rockers rock w/no one in them, have had paper in my hand and a corner of it fluttered on its own w/no breeze or draft, among other unusual things. Have never told anyone about these occurrences for fear it would interfere w/selling the house. I don't think the "ghosts" or "spirits" want me to leave. I have never acknowledged them in any way, or shown or felt fear. I think this aggravates them! So "ghosts"? "Spirits"? Yeah...I believe. And no, no drugs.
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03-09-2010, 01:24 AM | #47 (permalink) | |
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My professor was talking about driving one day. Basically, she said that there are times when you're driving and you're mind is focusing on something else. So, physically, you're driving a car, but YOU, your conscious self, isn't anywhere near that car. And, of course, we read Fear and Loathing in Las Vegas (loveee) and discussed the entirely different reality that the two main characters shared in the same physical space. I think the parallel world is kind of like that. It's not black or white. You can't just say that there are or aren't ghosts.
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03-09-2010, 01:57 AM | #48 (permalink) | |
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Btw, I'm liking you more with each post...I hope you stick around.
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03-09-2010, 02:31 AM | #49 (permalink) | |
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As for the driving thing. I live about 45 minutes of highway driving away from my college and after a visit home, I was driving back and I was 10 minutes from my apartment when I realized I hadn't been paying attention at all during the drive. Luckily, the weather and traffic conditions were pretty clear. And I'm going to have to try that, I'll probably give up after like 5 minutes, but whatever.
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03-07-2011, 07:24 AM | #50 (permalink) |
Killed Laura Palmer
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I am still skeptical about spirits, but my mom told me a story today which piqued my interest.
She works at a nursing home, which is believed to be haunted. There's supposed to be by some accounts "A little Indian (Native American) girl" and by some accounts a little Native American boy. It's believed that the little boy/girl is seen only when a resident is about to pass away...which really isn't that often; most pass away after being sent to hospice. So, there'd been no sightings of this little...I'll just say boy for simplicity at this point...boy for a while. My mom had heard the stories about him, but she had never seen or heard anything to suggest they were anything but stories. A month or so ago, my mother answered a call light from one of the residents, and she could hear screaming in the hallway. She quickly ran to see what was going on, and one of the other nurses was sitting in the hallway screaming and sobbing inconsolably. When my mom checked on the resident and finally got the other nurse talking, she said that she'd seen, "The grim reaper". She said it was awful and it looked like a man, but it was evil, and it was the grim reaper. My mom was like, "Okay..." and the nurse just clocked out and went home. She quit that day, after having worked there for four years. The next night, the resident in that room passed away. Some of the other nurses who had been there for a while told my mom that they'd never heard anyone talking about the grim reaper, but they had heard about "the man in the black coat" from some of the residents, although none of the nurses had ever seen him. Last night, my mom was on call lights again, and one of the residents hit their call light, and she once again heard screaming. My mom ran down the hall to see what was up, and the resident said, "GET THAT MAN OUT OF MY ROOM!" My mom was confused, and looked around where she was standing in the doorway and said, "There is no man." The resident said, "Yes, there is. There's a man in a black coat, and I want him OUT." My mom looked around, and with that description, she was kind of freaking out. Then the woman said, "Wait, take a step over," which my mother did, then the resident looked directly to her right and said, "Well, there's a little Indian boy right there beside you. He's with the black coat man." My mother is terrified to go back to work for the night shift now. Additionally, her resident has passed away. Just a weird story.
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