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Posted kevinscan on 22 November 2017 - 11:24 PM
Posted JIMOverSeer on 11 November 2017 - 07:52 PM
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Shannon writes, The picture was sent to me by email from my 20 year old daughters iPhone. She is the one
who took the photo and her girlfriend and my mom (who doesn’t really believe in the supernatural...until now
probably) all saw the image. And when they started to back away, it lifted off of the glass. The image that you
are seeing is looking in from the outside. The door is an entrance from the back of my mom’s house. The only
things in the backyard are an old shed and a garage. I didn’t crop the picture but if you like i can have my daughter
send you the one taken from her iPhone, if she still has it.
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Posted KlaineyGStudy on 31 October 2019 - 05:54 PM
I am sure we know very little!
I prefer to go with my intuition
Posted EVP on 30 August 2019 - 04:33 AM
- JFK Airport
- LaGuardia Airport
- Newark Libery International Airport
- New York Skyports
- Teterboro Airport
- Lincoln Park Airport
- Caven Point USAR Center Heliport
- Linden Airport
The furthest, Lincoln Park Airport is under 30 miles *road travel* from the Brooklyn Bridge.
I can't say with absolute assurance it wasn't a man made aircraft. But, there is strong probability it was either a seaplane, a helicopter or an airplane taking into consideration of 8 immediate locations and factoring in the immense number of spider travel paths including landing and take off runways. How can this not be a more than probable explanation. If an aircraft is coming directly towards you from a distance, it will appear relatively motionless.
Also keep in mind the source of a video being a cellphone. Under night conditions, cellphones have the light gathering characteristics of a blind man looking for a black cat in a pitch dark room. An object to suddenly appear is not unusual. It will take a strong measurement of light to register in an image or video capture. Typical cameras/cellphones do not have the same ability in light gathering as your normal eye. Consider the sensor of a cellphone is close to the size of a pinhead. Below is an image illustrating comparative sensor sizes. I can say with a certain level of assurance the video capture was done with a cellphone and the quality of the capture doesn't give me cause to think differently.
Sorry folks, I cry fake news and yes I believe in the possibility of unexplained flying objects. I've witnessed some strange stuff in my day with no rational explanation.
Posted KlaineyGStudy on 08 August 2019 - 04:40 AM
Meg Shelton the Fylde Witch or the (Fylde Hag) died in 1705. It is said she is buried beneath a large boulder in the grounds of St Anne’s Church, Woodplumpton. She was buried in a vertical headfirst position, with the boulder placed on top of her grave to prevent her from digging her way out of the grave.
Locals stated, Meg was mischievous and used her witchy powers to steal from the local community. One of the many stories of Meg had her stealing milk from cows in a field, disguising her jug as a goose. The farmer did not pay much attention to Meg and her goose until he saw milk dripping from the animal’s bill. He approached the goose then gave it a good kick, at which point it transformed back into a jug and shattered, spilling all the milk that Meg had stolen. Infuriated with being caught, Meg flew away.
Meg was said to walk with a pronounced limp which was an injury she obtained whilst in the form of a rabbit. The story relating to this is incident is that she made a bet with her landlord that she could turn into a rabbit and race his dogs from Wesham to the cottage she rented in Catforth. One condition of the bet was the landlord could not release a large fierce black dog that he owned; Meg thought it was too dangerous! The prize for winning the race would be the cottage she rented. The landlord, of course, set his black dog after Meg and it bit into her hind leg just as she got through the cottage door.
Another story had a young girl outwitting Meg whilst the witch was sat in a chair in front of a fire. The girl trapped her in the chair somehow by sticking a bodkin, crossed with two weaver’s healds on her dress
On another occasion, Mag was said to have turned herself into a sack of corn in a farmer’s barn to steal food from him. However, the shrewd farmer, seeing he had one sack too many decided to stab each sack with a pitchfork, just to be sure they were filled with corn. When he stabbed the transformed Meg she let out a scream, returning to her usual appearance and fled.
Meg died by being crushed to death between a barrel and a wall. Then, of course, Meg made two attempts to dig herself from her grave, before locals foiled any further attempts by burying her headfirst in a very narrow shaft and capping the grave off with the large rock. Their rationale: If Meg tried to dig herself out again she would be digging in the wrong direction....Poor Meg it must have worked!
There is an account from the1920’s where a boy encountered a strange-looking woman in the churchyard who scared him away and it was thought to be Meg’s ghost.
Posted daphnerose on 24 April 2019 - 07:34 PM
Posted True North on 22 February 2019 - 04:43 PM
Sure, people change plans, things come up, happens all the time, but, considering some of the circles Morgan and other prominent bankers belong to, and knowing these scoundrels' penchant for engineering disasters, I'd say Morgan knew his ship was on a one-way trip to the ocean floor.
Posted True North on 26 January 2019 - 08:32 PM
The words we choose matter, and this includes words we choose to place at our doors. 'Welcome' mats are silly because not everyone who comes to someone's door is going to be welcome; there are going to be those who are decidedly NOT welcome.
On house rules:
For home owners, it's best practice to carefully consider and be very clear on who IS (clearly articulate this) and who ISN'T (clearly articulate this) welcome – and not allowed at all – in your home. House rules need not be posted anywhere, or even written down, but they do need to be created by someone with the authority to do so - i.e. created by the owner(s) of said house/property or by whoever has been put in charge by the owner(s).
1. Create your house rules.
2. (you don't have to but you may wish to) Inform all those present of the house rules.
'Informing' means this is not an 'ask' - you're not asking, you're telling certain individuals to leave (by way of stating the rules / by way of laying down the law of the space you control). Mean what you say, say it with focused intent, but remember: there's no need to raise your voice; the power of the words you speak is not measured by how loud you speak them. Powerful people don't need to yell. Powerful people don't need to turn to charms and superstition, or to gadgets, or need to burn a particular incense, or light particular candles etc. If it's your body, it's your body. If it's your space, it's your space. Take responsibility for them / exercise control over them. That is all.
Posted KlaineyGStudy on 31 December 2018 - 07:32 AM
Who would have guessed the movie "The Blob" would be made some 7 years after a true event!
"In the September 27, 1950 edition of the Philadelphia Inquirer readers were treated to a bizarre headline which read: “Flying ‘Saucer’ Just Dissolves.” The article told the tale of Joe Keenan and John Collins, two veteran Philadelphia police officers who spied a strange “object” plunging through the night sky less than 24-hourst before, resulting in an encounter that neither man would ever forget.
According to the officers, they were making their evening rounds in their patrol car when they turned down a desolate side street between Vare Avenue and 26th Street.
As the two policemen rounded the corner they noticed a large, glittering “mass” drifting toward an open field approximately half a block distant.
The bewildered Keenan and Collins wasted no time in racing toward the unidentified falling object that was sparking under their headlights’ glare. Once their patrol car squealed to a halt, the officers swiftly retrieved their flashlights and rushed toward the quivering, domed mound of what they described as “purple jelly.”
The perplexed policemen observed the strangely pulsating heap, which they claimed glistened beneath their flashlights. The officers estimated that the circular mass was approximately 6-feet in diameter and nearly a foot thick at the center.
The edges sloped down from the peaked top of this “glob” — as Frank Edwards dubbed it in his tome “Strange World” in a chapter titled “Police and the Purple Glob” — tapering to a lip that was just a couple of inches thick. When they turned off their flashlights, the men discovered that the “thing” emitted a faint purplish, perhaps bioluminescent, glow that illuminated the darkened field.
The most disturbing thing about this odd object, according to the officers, was the fact that this iridescent, gelatinous substance seemed to vibrate of its own accord. There’s even one report that claimed the entity was “oozing” up a nearby telephone pole. Regardless of the limits of its mobility, the fact that this thing moved at all seemed to indicate to the officers in question that this blob-like entity was almost certainly a living organism.
At this point the two cops, fearing no one would believe their story, sagely radioed for backup and within minutes Patrolman James Cooper and Sergeant Joe Cook arrived at the scene of this extraordinary close encounter. After a perfunctory investigation, Cook speculated that object appeared to be solid enough to actually lift, so he entreated his cohorts to help him have a go at it.
The four officers evenly (and hesitantly, one must assume) spaced themselves around the glob. Collins was the first to screw up the courage to actually touch the substance and found, to his surprise, that this seemingly solid object instantly broke apart in his hands. Tiny pieces of the glob remained attached to his hands and fingers, but within seconds they evaporated leaving nothing but a residue of “odorless scum” on his skin.
The officers — apparently unable or unwilling to retrieve a sample — simply watched with astonishment as the purple goo evaporated before their eyes. Less than half an hour after the arrival of officers Cooper and Cook, the object had completely disappeared, leaving nothing behind but four mystified Philadelphia patrolmen. The following day when the police officers addressed a group of newsman regarding their bizarre encounter, the men made it abundantly clear that they believed that the glob was a living creature.
And......drum roll .....THE BLOB IS BORN:"
Posted EVP on 03 November 2017 - 01:42 PM
I became enamored with a fellow employees car, a 1976 Camaro Rally Sport RT. My car was beginning to fall apart and I arranged with a bank for a loan under the condition that I raise half of the value of the car. Back then, you could order cars custom made to your request. I was told by the dealership that it would take approximately 9 weeks after placing an order for its arrival.
I began working a crazy amount of hours to make this car a reality. I would frequently work a full shift of 8-12 hours and then help with a store that was being erected in downtown Toronto. I remember one paycheck I worked 118 hours’ worth of overtime in a two-week period.
This did not allow much of a social life and I barely had one day a week off if I was lucky. I had been dating a sweet oriental woman for several years but my contact thinned and our going out was reduced from a couple of times a week to once a month. I still would phone her but relationships can easily change when you are young. I never really sensed anything was wrong until one evening.
I was invited back to the store I had put in an extraordinary amount of time in my off hours. This was a special event because only a handful of employees were invited to this pre-opening. The owner went all out with shrimp, champagne, delicacies and filet minion in appreciation.
I remember vividly walking up the long spiral marble staircase with a glass of champagne in my hand taking in the festivities and suddenly finding myself stopped in mid stride with a lucid vision that seemed as real as the event I was attending.
I saw my girlfriend taking a call from a prior boyfriend who had not been in the picture for several years and accepting a night out. I saw him picking her up at 7:15PM and taking her to Shoppers World in Brampton to see a movie for 7:30 pm. I saw they were admitted to watch Smokey & the Bandit at the theater. There prolonged separation began with instant rekindling. He dropped her off at 10:30 PM that night after a lengthy talk ending with a parting kiss. The time I experienced this was at 7:00 PM that night.
I shook it off rationalizing it was nothing more than an insecure vision but I tried calling her that night shortly after leaving the store and received no answer. I called the following two evenings without success.
Finally, on the third night I dropped by after work and knocked on her door. I saw her walk towards the door through the window and instantly knew something had changed just by her gait.
She answered and refused to make eye contact. I said, “I’ve been trying to get in touch for the last three nights, is everything okay?” She said, I have something to tell you.
I said you do not have to, I already know. She asks, “What do you mean?” I said, “You went out with Brian three nights ago to the movies at Shoppers World and watched Smokey & the Bandit. He picked you up at 7:15 PM and dropped you off 10:30 PM with a parting kiss.”
She went white and was at a loss of words. Finally, she looked up confused and asked, “How did you know that, my parents didn’t even know that happened?” My partings words were, sometimes you just know things.
There is just way too many details to justify this as merely a coincidence. I am sure some of you are chuckling a little, here is the skeptic who is wiping the pie off his face from a vision he cannot explain. For what it’s worth, I never had said this could not happen; I just look for rational explanations first. I have others I’ll share at a later date
Thought I would include the picture of my Camaro I worked so hard to buy. The first image was taken 40 years ago by a friend with an expensive SLR. I have just recently done a restoration to it digitally from a scan. The original image is about to fall apart completely.
Posted Amethyst on 27 October 2017 - 02:15 PM
Past life connections can be tricky. She has moved on with her life and is starting a family. Love her unconditionally and allow her to move on and release her. Just because you found each other does not mean you are meant to be together in this lifetime. We travel in soul groups of about 600-700 people. Honor yor past life/lives and move on, dearest.
If I may....you have not met the love of your life yet even if you think you have. I am looking at around May of 2018 you have the opportunity to meet somebody brand new. If you are looking back you cannot look into the future.
Bless this woman and release her to make way for a new love.
Posted EVP on 21 October 2020 - 10:14 PM
A Little About Her:
Maureen Anne McKenna, 52 of Halifax passed away on Friday, August 28, 2020. Maureen was born in Weymouth on September 11, 1967. She was lifelong resident of Halifax, enjoyed beadwork, paranormal tv shows, computer games, reading, and was a big fan of Meatloaf - she donated a portion of the sales of her beadwork from her online store (SnowRabbit Designs) to his charity foundation, The Painted Turtle. She was very interested in her Native American heritage and enjoyed attending pow wows and other events. She was known as SnowRabbit - WautuckquesSochepo in the Natick Algonquin dialect.
Maureen was predeceased by father, John T. McKenna; brother, Wayne E. McKenna and nephew, John P. McKenna. She is survived by her mother Annie E. McKenna (Morales) of Halifax, she was the sister of John T. McKenna and his wife, Kim of Poway, CA, Edward L. McKenna of Plymouth, Ronald L. McKenna and his wife, Teri of Escondido, CA and Margaret A. McKenna of Plymouth. She is also survived by many beloved nieces, nephews and extended family.
What She Meant To Me:
Although I never met the woman in real-life, we private messaged frequently and I felt a very deep bond with her almost as a sister I never had. She shared her wealth of knowledge in the paranormal balancing both the spiritual and the skeptical side. She was a selfless woman who had my back a number of times and earned a very deep respect by myself.
I’m unsure of why she passed but it was shared that it was unexpectantly sudden. People like this need to be remembered for their genuine compassion. Although I’m deeply mourning her departure, I constantly remind myself that she needs to be celebrated while alive first.
Rest in peace my dear friend Maureen. I will always remember you…..
Posted EVP on 11 May 2019 - 03:59 PM
MAC, I'm really impressed with your thoroughness once again. You're expertise here should never be ignored.
Posted JIMOverSeer on 20 May 2018 - 02:52 AM
Posted kevinscan on 25 December 2017 - 02:32 PM
The shadow on the white bit around the neck exactly the same, the cross has been shortened and the part over the head has been modified.
Here's a comparison.