How many of you have had paranormal experiences?

[millionsofdeadcats]

I don't even know if I want to type this long, sort of prosaic story, but it is OT, so what ever.

When I was growing up, my mom had a friend named 'elaine'.  I don't know how old I was at the time, but I was old enough that I would get a raging boner when I stared at her slutty mouth and curvy ass.  She was kind of a whore, but that made it even more interesting.  This one time I used her bathroom and her bra was on top of the hamper so I smelled it....fuck, back to what I was talking about.  This elaine lady, her mom died. 

The mom was very pious, a catholic if I remember right.  I am not sure, but I am going to assume she was because most people I knew in youngstown were catholics.  She was italian too, so probably. She died in the morning, and as the day progressed and the shadows started to lengthen towards evening, someone noticed that there were images in her screen door.

I know how retarded this seems, but word spread quickly that there were images of the dead woman and two other figures in the dirt on her screen door.  You could see it when the sun hit it from the evening sky.  The person who saw it called around, and all her friends and family showed up.  Noticing the crowd, even more people showed up.  By the time my mom told me 'you have got to see this' and we drove over there, a news crew was there filming. 

I saw it with my own two eyes, this looked like someone had superimposed a picture over her screen door, but it was dirt in the screen.  It was crazy shit.  A perfect representation, almost photorealistic, of the deceased woman, complete with beatific smile, and over her right shoulder was a fainter yet still discernable image of a bearded man.  Then over his left shoulder was a very faint outline, with features almost too faint to see, of an unmistakeable human-looking head.  I still remember the screen in my head, plain as day.  I walked up close and looked at it, it was really just dust and dirt in the screen door.  I looked on the internet and through old youngstown vindicator archives and cannot find any mention of it.  I even looked for her family last name with the searches. 

 

[RisiR]

Maybe that was made before her death.

[millionsofdeadcats]

idk, this was in the late 1980's and I would think it would be hard to do something like that, even now.  It was literally screen door dust, you could see the dust particles if you stood at a certain angle.  Plus, the reactions of the family seemed pretty real, they were all crying and doing wierd catholic shit like pointing at their shoulders and chest in sequence (they weren't, just making fun of catholics).  If someone did do it, they didn't know about it.

[RisiR]

Weird.

Did you fap while sniffing the bra?

[millionsofdeadcats]

afterwards.

[RisiR]

In her bathroom?

[millionsofdeadcats]

In her bathroom?

fuck yeah

[RisiR]

Nice. 

[Slave of the Beast]

I wouldn't personally call my experience paranormal but I think some would say it qualifies:

I had a powerful hallucinogenic episode when I was in my teens. No drugs. The experience stemmed from chronic stress and depression. I went go into specific detail, but the experience was very warm and uplifting. I've never experienced anything like it before or since. I don't think it's an exaggeration to say that at that very point in time it probably saved my life. I think it was a psychological survival mechanism kicking in. The 'paranormal' aspect of the experience was that it was very physical albeit without shape or form and involved people who where all dead.

And no, I wasn't a) coming out to myself as a necrophile or b) being molested by ghosts.

[millionsofdeadcats]

hallucinogenic episode

Visual hallucination?  Auditory? Any other senses involved?  If visual, were eyes physically open, or closed?

[Slave of the Beast]

hallucinogenic episode

Visual hallucination?  Auditory? Any other senses involved?  If visual, were eyes physically open, or closed?

Eyes open. Sense of being being surrounded by warmth, light and pressure, the best description I can give is being hugged by sushine. I could clearly identify one of those present by this sensation, the others were joyously familiar even though they were unknown by me.

[millionsofdeadcats]

That is called 'having a fucking stroke'.



Nah I am just fucking around.  I believe that wierd shit 'just happens' sometimes.  I cannot even begin to surmise why.

[RisiR]

I don't know if it's the same feeling but that "hugged by sunshine" feeling seems very familiar. A lot of my childhood felt like that and I got the same feeling on my first couple of days on Citalopram until it turned into a libido destroying anxiogenic.

"Sigh too deep for words"

I'll be using this a lot now.

[millionsofdeadcats]

speaking of familiar feelings....anyone else have that 'yearning', 'there is something more to life' 'something is out there, something important, and it is happening right now and I am missing it' feeling, usually in the autumn?  I have had it every year of my life, but as I get older it seems to get fainter.

[RisiR]

speaking of familiar feelings....anyone else have that 'yearning', 'there is something more to life' 'something is out there, something important, and it is happening right now and I am missing it' feeling, usually in the autumn?  I have had it every year of my life, but as I get older it seems to get fainter.

This thread is creepy. I never articulated the feeling like that but yes, that's kinda how autumn feels to me too. I love the melancholia of it, though. Parts of it. Also just ripped up old wounds...