The Sanctuary
Ego => Spurious Generalities => Topic started by: starvingniglet on October 11, 2014, 08:01:47 pm
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Me and my daughter and ex took the dogs to the woods to run. There is an old graveyard in the area with death dates on the gravestones from the mid-1800's. My daughter had never seen it, so we took the dogs to go look at the old gravestones. It was at the top of a wooded hill, and as we neared it, I knew we were close because I saw a grave statue, the back of one, of some catholic saint or something. It looked like it was made of terra cotta, or was the same color, or something. I was walking my boxer and she was walking my beagle/pit mix, and my ex was in the car looking at her smartphone or some shit.
When we got to the top of the hill and walked into the graveyard, my daughter nodded to me and silently mouthed the words 'there is someone here'. This place is pretty deserted and I have never ever seen anyone in there. I looked over at what she was looking at and I saw what looked like some guy, wearing tan robes and mourning over a grave. I only glimpsed it for a second, but I felt like I was interrupting something and felt like I should just leave, so I waved her over and we walked back downhill to exit the area. I saw my ex coming up the path and I hand-motioned for her to go back down. As we met her, my daughter told her 'there is someone up there' and we were at the point where I originally saw the grave statue. I saw the statue again and pointed it out, saying 'look at -' but I never finished my sentence because my daughter said 'Its moving!' and it was.
What I thought was a statue was not a statue, it was alive. It was huge, too. It looked like it was wearing some sort of very old vintage clown suit, I could even see clothing lines and black-rimmed ruffles. Very old and very dirty. I said 'Look its a clown!' and the girls began screaming and ran to the van. I was sort of joking, but I guess they have been watching some show about circus freaks or some shit, and there was some evil clown, but whatever. After we met at the van, my daughter said that when we initially entered the graveyard, she saw its face, and it looked like an old man with chalk white flaky or textured skin. She also described the clothing texture as 'burlap'. We went home and I got a pistol and we drove back, but it had been 45 minutes and there was nothing there. Not even any shoe prints around where we saw it. I still don't know what I saw, but it was humanoid, huge, and it moved very calmly and smoothly.
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it was a peacock
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No, it wasn't. Not sure what it was though. A giant evil clown wearing mildewed clothes? IDK, three of us saw it and we cannot agree on what it was.
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I feel like there is a logical explanation. Personally, I think your little girl scared you, man. But that sounds like a pretty cool story none the less.
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Neat story, Brother.
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If the cemetery is that old if very probably could have been some monastic order performing rites for their deceased members. Not that uncommon.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catholic_religious_order
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franciscan
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If the cemetery is that old if very probably could have been some monastic order performing rites for their deceased members. Not that uncommon.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catholic_religious_order
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franciscan
This makes sense, but a lone guy, 7'+ or so...just wierd. The whole thing was just wierd.
The poor clares have a monastery in the area, but they are all women.
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If the cemetery is that old if very probably could have been some monastic order performing rites for their deceased members. Not that uncommon.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Catholic_religious_order
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Franciscan
This makes sense, but a lone guy, 7'+ or so...just wierd. The whole thing was just wierd.
The poor clares have a monastery in the area, but they are all women.
Maybe just some freak weirdos from your area coming to do creepy shit at old graves? Like some mall goths who graduated high school but never graduated from being a faggot..?
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Maybe just some freak weirdos from your area coming to do creepy shit at old graves? Like some mall goths who graduated high school but never graduated from being a faggot..?
at 3pm on a random saturday? plus my daughter saw its face and said it was an old guy.
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Maybe just some freak weirdos from your area coming to do creepy shit at old graves? Like some mall goths who graduated high school but never graduated from being a faggot..?
at 3pm on a random saturday? plus my daughter saw its face and said it was an old guy.
An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business. There's just no explanation.
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Very strange indeed. Seems like a nice place for a Halloween party.
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It was a demon.
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SpectraL's been foolin' with the weejee board again.
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An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business. There's just no explanation.
we were all trespassing there, but this 'guy' barely glanced at us, and showed no other reaction. Any old guy hanging out in some 150 year old cemetary would at least show concern that we were there, since we could have been game wardens or the cops or whatnot. There was no booze bottles or other refuse showing that anyone was there.
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He could have been a 'witch'
Reminds me of when me and a friend went to check out an old abandoned cemetery in the woods of a small town which was supposedly haunted, as well as the Indian burial ground. While trying to leave we got a little lost so asked a lady how to gtfo. After she gave us directions, my friend asked if she has seen anything odd and she replied that witches come to the area, and after she told them to f off they had been leaving weird 'hexes' such as odd looking bottles filled with piss mixed with other stuff on her property. I thought she was just playing up the reputation of the cemetery but sure enough once we found causeway off the island we saw a woman in her 40s dressed in a dark robe seated in front of a candle on the shore. When my friend decided he would harass her as well and asked her what she was doing from his car, she just stared him down in return . Very quickly a 7 foot tall gaunt and chaulky looking negro in overalls appeared from behind us and asked us what the deal was. He also had a thick southern accent, the sort you'd heard a slave use in a movie, despite being nowhere near the south. No idea how he got there so quick, it was at probably over 50 feet to the entrance of the causeway and he would be hard to miss.
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You're lucky to have gotten out alive.
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You're lucky to have gotten out alive.
That is not the impression I got. I felt like I shouldn't be there, but no feeling that he or it was aggressive. He barely even acknowledged us, just a quick glance towards us when we first got there, then another turn and quick look once we got to the bottom of the hill.
This place was pretty far from any civilization, there was no cars there so if it was a guy he would have had to walk like 20 miles to get there, and it was the middle of the day on no particular special day. That is why I discount 'occult' activity or some bum drinking in some forgotten graveyard at Mississinewa lake.
It was either some wierd old guy with a white painted face and a mildewed old clown suit, or some kind of living statue type thing. That is what it looked like to me, a terra cotta statue.
When I was a kid my mom moved us from the kimmelbrook projects to north lima ohio, and it was pretty much endless wilderness. I spent half my childhood and all my adolescence in the woods, and I have seen all sorts of people out in the wilderness. This was something way out of the ordinary, and I wouldn't bother posting it if it was 'An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business'.
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An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business. There's just no explanation.
we were all trespassing there, but this 'guy' barely glanced at us, and showed no other reaction. Any old guy hanging out in some 150 year old cemetary would at least show concern that we were there, since we could have been game wardens or the cops or whatnot. There was no booze bottles or other refuse showing that anyone was there.
spectral is correct then; that's a fucking a demon.
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spectral is correct then; that's a fucking a demon.
don't think so.
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Possibilities:
1. Pagans
2. Sasquatch :D
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So you know you have to go back and look for this thing again right?
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So you know you have to go back and look for this thing again right?
You didn't read the whole thing? I did go back, even looked for shoe marks, but there was a thick layer of moist leaves everywhere and no signs anything was there.
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Go back tomorrow. See if you see anything.
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Ok after thinking about this for a while, I came up with the following prosaic theory: It was some guy, in a tan 'duster' type trench coat, with light colored hair, and he was sitting on a gravestone. There were a lot of those square type gravestones there with the inscription on the top. He was doing a 'rubbing', with paper and charcoal. He was busy, hence his lack of response. There are some cool old gravestones there, so this is the most probable explanation. Him sitting up on a gravestone would explain the height. I didn't see any vehicle around though.
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An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business. There's just no explanation.
Ok after thinking about this for a while, I came up with the following prosaic theory: It was some guy, in a tan 'duster' type trench coat, with light colored hair, and he was sitting on a gravestone. There were a lot of those square type gravestones there with the inscription on the top. He was doing a 'rubbing', with paper and charcoal. He was busy, hence his lack of response. There are some cool old gravestones there, so this is the most probable explanation. Him sitting up on a gravestone would explain the height. I didn't see any vehicle around though.
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What I thought was a statue was not a statue, it was alive. It was huge, too.
... Not even any shoe prints around where we saw it. I still don't know what I saw, but it was humanoid, huge, and it moved very calmly and smoothly.
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An old guy wearing old clothes at a graveyard being still and minding his own business. There's just no explanation.
Ok after thinking about this for a while, I came up with the following prosaic theory: It was some guy, in a tan 'duster' type trench coat, with light colored hair, and he was sitting on a gravestone. There were a lot of those square type gravestones there with the inscription on the top. He was doing a 'rubbing', with paper and charcoal. He was busy, hence his lack of response. There are some cool old gravestones there, so this is the most probable explanation. Him sitting up on a gravestone would explain the height. I didn't see any vehicle around though.
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It is likely that you are right.
still wierd, his attire and lack of transportation, and he was like all the same color...but yeah, what else would it be? Some guy, 20 miles from any real town, with no car, out doing grave rubbings in some graveyard in the woods. There was only one place to park and a fence on one side, a creek on the other.
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What I thought was a statue was not a statue, it was alive. It was huge, too.
... Not even any shoe prints around where we saw it. I still don't know what I saw, but it was humanoid, huge, and it moved very calmly and smoothly.
Well if he was sitting on a grave it would explain the heighth, these graves are like, square and three feet tall or so, I will see if I can find a picture
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*cough* *cough* BULLSHIT *cough* *Cough*
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It is hard as fuck to find a picture of the same kind of gravestone for some reason. They looked like this,
(http://i57.tinypic.com/2dtagz5.jpg)
but bigger and taller, big enough to sit on and have room to spare. I didn't actually see it sitting on anything, but these sort of gravestones are in the area so it is possible. The graveyard is all overgrown so I couldnt see the lower half of whatever it is. Like I said, as I walked up the hill before we even got to the graveyard, I saw the back of whatever it was, it was facing away from me, and it was like 30 yards or so. It looked exactly like a statue of a saint or something, maybe part of a grave marker, but it was terra-cotta colored all over. It had been a while since I had been at this place, and I was reassured by the 'statue' that I was on the right path to get to the graveyard. It moved, though.
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*cough* *cough* BULLSHIT *cough* *Cough*
why would I waste my time on this, you dumb fuck? My troll and clone threads are like one paragraph.
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You got a gun before coming back? :O
Could have shot an off-duty clown in mourning just because you were freaked out...
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You got a gun before coming back? :O
Could have shot an off-duty clown in mourning just because you were freaked out...
#1 everyone carries guns all the time here, I hardly ever do
#2 I could just see me going in there again and having some pissed off hobo pull a knife because we are disturbing his shake and bake or something
#3 you think carrying a weapon involves waving it around and pointing at people? That is just insane. I took two hunters safety courses when I was young, and have never had any sort of firearm accident. I try to be as safe as humanly possible.
#4 if it was like a living statue or some sort of sasquatch or whatever, I would shoot it in the face and sell the corpse to whoever the fuck buys that sort of shit
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#1 everyone carries guns all the time here, I hardly ever do
So you're saying the clown was armed too? Yeah, a gunfight with Bozo. A hero's death ;)
#3 you think carrying a weapon involves waving it around and pointing at people? That is just insane. I took two hunters safety courses when I was young, and have never had any sort of firearm accident. I try to be as safe as humanly possible.
No, I never said that. Just seems that after having a frightening experience with the supernatural the sort of thing not to do is grab a gun and go back looking for trouble. Guess it worked out because he left before you got there, but if that had gone badly your face could have been on the front page of the paper tomorrow, with a headline reading:
Local Man Shoots Clown, Claims Clown was Moving Statue: Bath Salts and Obama at Fault?
#4 if it was like a living statue or some sort of sasquatch or whatever, I would shoot it in the face and sell the corpse to whoever the fuck buys that sort of shit
You can't just expect to shoot a demon statue in the face and have it be dead. Did you even look up ways to protect yourself from demonic energies before you ran off to murder the poor thing? You're lucky to be alive.
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I don't do bath salts, and if you read the OP, I wasn't scared, I even said 'Its a clown!' and started laughing. My daughter and ex started screaming and ran to the van. They have been watching this stupid 'american horror story' show that has an evil clown on it.
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You're no fun tonight :(
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*cough* *cough* BULLSHIT *cough* *Cough*
why would I waste my time on this, you dumb fuck? My troll and clone threads are like one paragraph.
Maybe you're trying to troll us by being more elaborate?
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Maybe you're trying to troll us by being more elaborate?
not my style I am a lazy fuck
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You're no fun tonight :(
am I ever fun?
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Maybe you're trying to troll us by being more elaborate?
not my style I am a lazy fuck
Do a barrel roll and get the hell out of there, before I broke down and gave him one to the guy, left the sucker curled up like the hairs on my nuts.
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You're no fun tonight :(
am I ever fun?
When you're not out stalking the woods with the intent of clownicide weighing heavily on your heart you're pretty alright. Sometimes.
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When you're not out stalking the woods with the intent of clownicide weighing heavily on your heart you're pretty alright. Sometimes.
Wrong. The answer we were looking for is 'no'. 'No'.
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You gotta go back. If you go back and its there again figure out wtf it is. If it is some supernatural entity, it will know your looking for it. If not, you are right.
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Well.... is there a tombstone where you saw it?
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Well.... is there a tombstone where you saw it?
There were two within the 10' circle that I determined it could have been standing in, yeah
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http://jezebel.com/american-horror-story-in-real-life-creepy-clowns-stalk-1645289423?utm_campaign=socialflow_jezebel_facebook&utm_source=jezebel_facebook&utm_medium=socialflow
just ran across this article about creepy clowns wandering around these towns and thought of you.. any relevance?
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If it had of been me, as soon as I saw the clown I would have rushed it.
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You know what you have to do....
Brew some strong Ayahuasca and reclaim that part of the woods. Or make some new friends, there. Anyway.... Ayahuasca.
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just ran across this article about creepy clowns wandering around these towns and thought of you.. any relevance?
fuck, idk....it is just as likely as living statue, demon, or sasquatch
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You know what you have to do....
Brew some strong Ayahuasca and reclaim that part of the woods. Or make some new friends, there. Anyway.... Ayahuasca.
Don't forget your gun!
(do not bring your gun)
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Forget the gun. The spirits you bring with you in the Ayahuasca are more powerful than anything men could ever create.
Go back there as a God and ask politely for a dance. Feel the forest answer and become the mourning clown yourself.
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Forget the gun. The spirits you bring with you in the Ayahuasca are more powerful than anything men could ever create.
Go back there as a God and ask politely for a dance. Feel the forest answer and become the mourning clown yourself.
Ok the ayahuasca thing was gay at first but this post saved the joke
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I'm not joking. :suspect:
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So hold on.
You were on your way to this graveyard.
You saw a statue that you "RECOGNIZE"
This statue wasn't really a statue.
You never noticed, in all your times there that the statue wasn't real
You never noticed in your last time there that the statue was VASTLY different.
I'm still calling bullshit.
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So hold on.
You were on your way to this graveyard.
You saw a statue that you "RECOGNIZE"
This statue wasn't really a statue.
You never noticed, in all your times there that the statue wasn't real
You never noticed in your last time there that the statue was VASTLY different.
I'm still calling bullshit.
You are adding your own interpretation to what I wrote.
I left out the part that I haven't been there in like 10 years.
When I saw a 'statue' I knew I was near the graveyard.
A decade ago, when I first saw this place, I didn't map it out in my mind with exacting precision. I just saw an old graveyard, checked out some of the still-visible etchings on the stones, and noted the general area. Haven't been back until the other day.
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"Burlap", she said the clothing looked like, "Burlap".
As if a fucking child could be so descriptive.
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Zero, you are seriously a fucking retard. How old is my kid? Do you know?
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I wish there was a psychotic glare smiley
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:cosby:
I wish there was a psychotic glare smiley
Yea, we seriously need more reaction smilies.
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:cosby:
I wish there was a psychotic glare smiley
Yea, we seriously need more reaction smilies.
We need the UBB era smileys back.