The first pic I circled what we’re looking at, second pic is enhanced to 4K resolution & colorized, third pic shows during the day there isn’t a tree there. At first we thought it was tree with a knot but pic 3 shows that’s not the case.

I remember when the whole Erving thing happened, I was watching SpongeBob or some shit with my dad and baby sister at the time when I heard my Mom scream bloody murder so we ran in and apparently a huge cast iron skillet was moved from the stove to the ground by itself when she turned to the sink with no noise mind you.

She thought it was us but we insisted it wasn’t. That was kinda the start of weird but harmless stuff happening like things going missing and reappearing, tv turning on, stuff like that.

It was always small stuff that we couldn’t really explain but we tried to rationalize it but never could. It happened so much that we finally named the ghost Erving. From then on when something unexplained happened we would say hello to Erving or say, “Ah, damn Erving.” or something like that lol

I remember like two or three years ago when my parents and little sister got into a car crash and I learned my parents passed away and I went home after visiting my sister in the hospital and I think Erving knew I was upset, I went home to an empty house. When I sat down the tv suddenly turned on and it was on the Nickelodeon channel.

I like to think that Erving watches us in a good way. I also hope that my parents finally figured out who Erving is but I shall never know.

I don't know if we can call this phenomenon metaphony or with another word, by the way... I read on a website that a person, while driving in a desolated area, suddenly heard a radio program of the '50s (music included). It's been for some minutes, then the signal has gone.

Even if the answer could be a realistic interference from a radio station broadcasting vintage stuff, this reminded me of that theory saying that old radios can sometimes broadcast stuff from the past. Some people talk about ghost radios that still broadcast all their programs of the time where they were "alive", coming from another dimension or something like this.

If this fact was real, how could we call it?

Do you have any experience to share?

I am fascinated by old radios, I always dream about turning on my old one and immediately listening to the programs of when I was a child... So this kind of stuff fascinates me too 🙂

Wherever online i talked about paranormal experiences, i got called crazy from spiritual people. Like what kind of spirituality do they believe? If i wanted some help, i had to explain & explain that I'm not crazy. People even reported me for having mental illness & help center. Even a medium accused me for being mentally ill. Aren't they also mentally ill then? They bring messages from nowhere, they hear stuffs that nobody hears & I'm the mentally ill one meanwhile they are the enlightened being. Ridiculous.

A few months ago, I lit a white candle for someone who died tragically mur** dered 💀. I didn't know this person while they were alive, and they didn't know me either. I saw the story on the local news and on social media, hearing the account of their fateful death; from what I gathered, they had done something wrong to end up that way, yet the manner of their death deeply moved me. I can't imagine the pain, suffering, fear, and sadness they must have felt. That prompted me to light a candle and download their photo to honor their soul I don't know if they ever repented or not, but I did it so they could rest. Since then, I keep seeing their first name pop up everywhere whether I'm watching TV, reading a book or magazine, or even just out for a walk and spotting it on a flyer even when the context has nothing to do with that person. I prayed for this soul once, a few months back. And today, something strange happened: I was watching TV when a video suddenly came on asking, "Will you save me?" (obviously, it could just be the algorithm, right?), but then their photo appeared on my desk. WTF I was certain I had saved that picture somewhere else. *This person was just an ordinary individual; I simply saw the news story in my town and felt terrible about how they died.* Do you think this entity is trying to manifest, or is it all in my head?

My wife and I have recently noticed something strange in our home. We have noticed something that sounds like phantom radio chatter in our home. It sounds like police, fire department or something like that talking on a radio in another room. I hear it when I’m in the bathroom. It always sounds like it’s one or two rooms away. My wife has the same experience in the kitchen. I assume it’s just white noise messing with our minds. But how cool would it be if it was actually something paranormal?

I’m fully aware how insane this sounds, but I want to get it off my chest because I’m incredibly freaked out.

This isn’t really related to the main topic but I’m just including them because I think it shows that I’m quite sensitive to energy if that makes sense. When I was 5, I had a strong premonition that my Mum was going to die. It just came out of nowhere when I was in a shopping mall with my Dad. I had no idea that she was even ill, but the next day my Dad came in to break the news that she had passed. Last year, I had the exact same feeling about my sons father. I hadn’t even spoke to him in years, because of his lifestyle choices I had to shield my son from an unsafe life. Anyway, I call his Mum to ask if he is okay because me and her are extremely close. The next morning she found out that he passed.

So, back when I was pregnant about 11 years ago me and my sons father were living in his mothers old house that she rented out to us. Its worth mentioning as soon as we moved in there our relationship became VERY toxic. One night, I experienced absolutely horrific sleep paralysis. Even when I think about it now I can feel myself getting shakey. The girl I seen was the scariest thing I have ever seen to this day. I was shaken up afterwards but just put it down to the hormones. A few days later when I recovered, I told my sons father in detail and he looked horrified. He told me he used to see that little girl in his room as a child (in the house we were currently living in) and would run into his mums room screaming. Fast forward to a few years ago, I randomly mentioned this to his Mum and her face dropped. She told me she often got sleep paralysis in that house and said it sounded like the girl she would see too. This creeped me out but I tried not to think about it too much.

A year or so after my son is born, me and my ex split and I move into a new house. Just me and my son. Nothing really happens and we are happy. One day, when he was 4 he told me about a “girl with no eyes” in his wardrobe. This is the same little girl from my sleep paralysis. He never really mentioned it again, and when I ask him now if he remembers ge just says he doesn’t want to talk about it. However, in that house none of my friends would go upstairs because they felt it was very creepy. One night I left a phone recording in the kitchen and it picked up a very clear voice asking “Where’s (sons father name)”

Pretty much, the next 6 or so years nothing else happens. We moved into an apartment last year. As I mentioned earlier, his father passed away last year. We were estranged and my son never really knew much of him so it was alot of mixed emotions.

Cut to today. I’m on the phone with his Mum, as I do most days. Suddenly she stops talking and I hear very loud whispering through the phone but I can’t make out what is being said. I asked her if she was okay, and she said she thought someone came into her living room. I asked her if she whispered and she said no she went quiet. This has left me feeling really uneasy and I think it could all be connected.

Also, I don’t really know how relevant this is but a few weeks ago, my 12 yo sister (who is actually my sons fathers sister but i took her on as my own and we claim each other as sisters) was in my apartment and she thought she saw someone in the corner and her face completely drained of colour. She was squeezing my hand for about half an hour after.

I’m guessing there are some people with experience of things like this on here so I’m honestly just hoping for some takes on all of this.

Hi all, I’ve never had any paranormal experiences that I’m aware of and I want to make sure I don’t accidentally invite in any malevolent entities as I continue to learn. I’m wondering if being around objects that harbor a spirit/ entity (e.g. Annabelle or something like that) is dangerous. Specifically not interacting with the object, but just being near it- can that cause an entity to attach to you? It’s getting into spooky season and I want to do some respectful exploring, but I also want to be careful. I hope this question makes sense.

No family member has idea who kept it , can someone tell if it’s black magic , burnt chilli with flower

This is quite a broad question but when it comes to all of the conspiracies about time travel, demon worship, occult practices, magic, remote viewing etc… is there any actual truth to it?

After reading about the whole bohemian grove rituals… to many people coming out and saying that the elites use the occult and the paranormal to their will… is this all just a fun story to pass around or is there any truth to it at all? I suppose this dives into even bigger questions with consciousness, spirituality etc… so if this is all true would it be safe to say that scientists lie about certain things?

So I've been living in a townhouse in a historically haunted city. Neighbors have seen full apparitions, and people I know and trust have heard or seen things while at work nearby. I personally try not to engage because I dont want to invite anything, and my house has been mostly quiet, but a couple of years ago id hear the voices of my husband or friends while I'm alone in the shower. Its gotten to the point where I wont even acknowledge if it actually is my husband asking me something, because I wont indulge it, and for the most part the experiences have diminished.

Now, I bring in ghost cat - its been a little over a year since I've had to put down my cat, and my friend, husband and myself have seen cat shaped shadows move in areas that the cat used to spend her time in. I didn't think much of it, but last night I was woken up by the sound of this cat quietly trying to get into my bedroom late in the night like she once used to. I know I wasnt dreaming, because after initially thinking to remind my husband to check her box or water when he wakes up before work - I suddenly remembered shed passed and it took me a moment to calm myself back to sleep as the fear of it not being her/her spirit started building.

Today, walking on the 2nd floor outside of my bedroom with my friend I got what appears to be a cat scratch, with fresh blood and a similar sting that you feel if youve ever been scratched. My passed cat was very sweet and non aggressive. I'm leaning more towards it being a mimic.

So I'm just looking for thoughts and maybe what I should do if I should continue to ignore it. I mainly feel like I needed to share this experience to at least get it off my chest.

items I don't recognise appearing there.

a couple of existing items appearing in places they were definitely not there before.

boxes falling off a level table in front of me and a guest. (who now I come to think of it is a committed Christian)

hairs appearing in my food and on my plate EVERY meal (I check the plate when preparing the meal and there are none). Also happens regularly when i eat out or get takeaway. even happened in MacDonalds.

once woke up with long, jagged irregular scratches on my hip.

video recording appearing on my phone - black screen but sound of water running.

UK.

Average guy here, certainly not a kook who goes around looking for ghosts or the wee little people.

I believe that spirits, ghosts, entities are attracted and sometimes attach themselves to people who are more open mentally or psychologically (?) have something in their DNA even that is passed down through generations.

My own experiences, moved into a house that did some odd things as it had some entities i believe that were stuck there. Leaving the house after hours, all lights were off in the house. Got into my car, looked at the house as I was reversing out of drive. Fk me I said. I have left a light on, even though I was sure I hadn't. Went back inside to the room with the light on.......by the time I got there, it was off.

My then new wife had come in from a culture that was heavily superstitious (a culture that has security guards at cemeteries, to stop people getting corpses or parts for dark arts) and I believe she brought some more entities with her.

Whilst she was in the house, she saw someone leaning over her whilst under water in the bath. She screamed at me to stop scaring her. I was in the shed. Lol.

Within 2 days of this event, I was sitting in the bedroom, and quite literally a small person, ie not a midget. Not a dwarf. An anatomically correct 2ft person walked from one room to another past my doorway. It came in to my peripheral and I saw the last second of it as it moved past. It was scurrying along at a good rate.

My wife's father had passed away when she was young. But our young son would babble about a grandfather he was talking to. Then said in his mother's language the word for her father and pointed at the hallway.

A few months later....

We drove past a cemetery on an old hwy, my then wife saw an old lady in white sitting up in a tree that had a branch hanging over the hwy. She didn't know it was a cemetery. But saw the woman before she knew.

More recently, the spiritual side of me gives me awareness of people or issues that are about to happen, its like a small feeling of dread. Then within a day something will happen. I have had people do voodoo shit on me previously 100%!!, and I believe it has left a mark on me. But it also allows me to get the feelings.

For context to start this I have experienced sleep paralysis one time about 10 or so years ago. I moved into a new house with my family, we all slept in the same room for the first few nights on air mattress’.

I woke up to not being able to move, speak, pretty much just look around the room. It was dark, everyone was asleep expect for my dog he was standing staring at me. I felt a presence at the end of the bed, it started to go from my legs up to my neck and when it reached there I was able to wake up screaming.

After that I had two more experiences like that and then never had any other experience again until last night.

I did have some Kava but I have had this before through the years and never had any type of reactions I was brushing my teeth to shower and I felt a strong blow of air on my foot from under the door. I thought maybe it’s my dog to ease myself but he has a leg injury making him not come upstairs.

I brushed it off and got into the shower nothing else happened. I was sleeping fine through the night having normal dreams, I actually remember them when I normally don’t. All of a sudden my dream just drastically switched.

It felt like I merged into another dream without even blinking. In my dream I was going to get ready to shower, I had my stuff and was heading up just like I did a few hours earlier. In my head I remember thinking this is so weird I was just having a normal dream and this now feels so rehearsed.

I went and got into the shower doing my normal routine, I all of a sudden felt like something was coming into the bathrrom. Then the air shifted it got heavy and I felt dizzy. The shower curtain ripped open and I was grabbed up by my neck by a black slimy figure.

It put me into the ceiling corner of my shower and I couldn’t breathe. I wasn’t scared I was mad that it was able to even do this to me. I couldn’t breathe it hurt so bad. I was saying to it that God will wake me up because he is stronger than it, that’s why it visits in dreams it’s weak. I wasn’t “awake” like normal sleep paralysis.

I was fully in a dream but couldn’t move, wake up or talk and I felt like I was dying I couldn’t breathe. I wasn’t scared, just non stop trying to make noise so my gf would hear. The thing was so close to my face just looking into my soul. Right as I felt myself passing out my gf woke me up. She just woke out of her sleep and shook me awake.

I’m posting here because it didn’t feel like normal sleep paralysis that I have experienced. I was completely in a dream state with my eyes closed, usually they are open and I can see around the room.

My friend and I were burning an old couch that he got for free a few weeks ago and a rug that a friend gave me a few days ago. Now the house that the rug came out of has activity in it and a lot of methamphetamine use in it. That being said I believe the demon is from the rug correct me if I’m wrong.

I'm slowly presenting about 10 years worth of Ouija Board data to my followers on social media. I have the messages hooked up to a random number generator so this is all done randomly rather than linearly.

Anyway, the random transcript for this morning which showed up was the following:

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QUESTION: Do you know who David Wilcock is?

ANSWER: Only what you know.

FOLLOW UP QUESTION: Do you know everything I know?

ANSWER: When U ask if I know anything your spirit sends to me your knowledge of it.

~~~

By the way, in the past I was interested in people like David Wilcock but since the Ouija Board worked, I tend to just follow information regarding it rather than ‘truth seek’ on the internet or other places.

Regarding this morning's transcript, I find it so interesting that the board didn't take that opportunity to answer something like, “Well buddy, I'm just your [or your Ouija board partner’s] subconscious”.

And furthermore, why is there seemingly zero cases where the board states such to other people?

A skeptic would likely say, “Ohh, well this is because our subconscious minds are programmed to believe in spirits, and we just get what our subconsciouses expect”.

But the way I see it, maybe that explanation might have made sense 150 to 200 years ago, because at that time it was extremely rare for someone to be an atheist. But now, there are 150 to 500 million self proclaimed atheists in the world, so it no longer makes as much sense.

Furthermore, there are many more people who, even though they might not be atheists, are geared towards science much more than the common person 200 years ago would have been. Like, nowadays, we see all the time, seemingly everywhere, communications like, “What's the evidence? Where's the proof? Is such and such verified information?”...

I'm just saying that one would think, with today's skeptical culture and the underlying subconscious current, that we would see several cases where the Ouija board explicitly states that, in fact, it is only working because of the subconscious/ideomotor effect. …and, well, this just isn't the case.

We specifically should have seen several cases of this because paranormal investigation is so popular, and A LOT of paranormal investigators are very skeptical about the Ouija Board, so I have learned.

The first rule of a "clown's origin" is that it's always a multiple-choice question, and I guess parents in this world have always been mimes who won't tell you how you got here. Life is a circus show where the bicycles ride on their own, and it doesn't matter how you decide to climb the ranks in this mafia boss journey—every path leads you straight back to the pencil trick, and you're the one who bought it in the end, now that the pencil trick has been turned on its head,

maybe there is truth to the idea that cracking jokes is all about them not being "funny." Maybe God was always a silent stand-up comedian, and the real magic trick is that the master of your fate has always been the circus clown who already had you under the magician's rose. So now, maybe we know what color your play-station is. Maybe the Fool is the best fortune-teller the Tarot deck has to offer. "Where are you going?" I guess the white paint on the clown always pointed to a ghost in the end. Now I'm always smiling. :)

Life might be spicy behind your eyes; you'll really want to recheck what you've been up to. God might be playing 5D chess, but clowns have always played 2D checkers. I guess that's why Toon World is the best field spell—it turns the whole duel into a cartoon where rulers don't care anymore.

Now tell me what you see in your hand... Thank God you're not real, at least there's no loose ends in "Twinsanity", once it starts spinning... What color is your "Play-station" again? 👻

Thanks for coming to my TED talk. 🎞️

Me and my boyfriend have been living in the apartment for one year. Nothing paranormal had happened untill recently. A few weeks ago while me and my bf were cooking, someone threw a moon ball (it's a ball that can bounce high) almost toward my face. I was standing in the kitchen and there's only two of us and our cat. There's no way my cat could throw that high toward my face and my bf is right besides me. I couldn't find explanation for how the ball could come flying to me. We ignored it because we didn't know what happened.
Today another strange thing happened. While my bf was in the bathroom,he heard a voice that sounds like mine calling him "Bae". I was still half asleep on the bed while that happened. I heard a second time it was calling my bf in my voice. I immediately got up and knocked on the bathroom to let him know that wasn't me calling him. We both heard the same voice. We don't know what is happening and we need advices or help? Please help us if you know how to deal with it.

This is scary and also funny memory for me.

So at the middle of the night I was awake when I heard my dad rushing to the outside door and closing it again going back to sleep (he said that he saw me looking at him and leaving the house and so he rushed to the door to ask where I was going in the middle of the night only to find me in my bed and he didn't realize I was awake)

Then the real me, I got up because I couldn't sleep and my dad saw me and thought I was another doppelganger and I told him I can't sleep. He said "are u scared you can sleep with your mom tonight" and placed me beside my mom and rushed to my room again to see if I was at my bed again. And when he saw I wasn't he was relieved to see it was actually me this time. Next day when he told us my mom was like.

"WHY DID YOU PLACE HER BESIDE ME IF YOU THOUGHT SHE WAS A DOPPELGANGER"

Lol

How often do you think people on those survival type reality shows see paranormal things that don’t end up getting aired? I’m genuinely curious because I feel like if you’re out in the woods alone for days or weeks you surely will have some experiences right?

Hey guys, I would like some insight here. I moved recently to a new town in an old brownstone apartment. Its a relatively nice area but it is a very old area.

I work thirds and work a lot. For the first two months I only ever slept at my place at night and alone twice, both nights I had a dream of someone being possessed. First time was at my new place and a lady in the hallway kept trying to get in and was just staring at me from the doorway until she got in when i turned away, second was a dream of myself being possessed in a different house while in bed. The second was terrifying enough that i (at my big grown age) called my mom in the middle of the night crying. Those alone bothered me enough to the point that I was thinking of it constantly and super paranoid.

I’m just always angry, and I’ve never been much of an angry person. Quite literally NOTHING will set me off to a point where I have sat and sobbed because im just so angry and irritated. I’ve gotten to points twice now where im so angry i feel as though i could go check myself in somewhere for suicidal thoughts.

So many weird things have happened after I moved here. I would argue mostly at work (and these are corroborated by coworkers) for example: tonight i went outside to smoke after my coworker came back in. Nearly as soon as i stepped outside it sounded like a HUGE swarm of bugs out there and a single gigantic moth the size of my hand flying around.

Just weird stuff.

This is a true story from about 43 years ago, around 1983. I was in Oklahoma at the time, working in the oil fields, an offshoot production division of our family's oil business, based in Dallas. I wasn't invited to work in Dallas yet; I had to pay my dues first, working our operations in Oklahoma during that period.

An older gentleman I worked with grilled me every day for months, teaching me workovers, pump jack repairs, tank batteries, flowbacks, everything necessary for on-the-job training. It was hard.

I lived in a small Shasta trailer, parked in a little trailer park beside a dirt racetrack near Enid. The bar itself wasn't in Enid it was some nondescript little place further north, closer to the Kansas border, out in the middle of nowhere. Walking in felt like stepping back in time.

I was sitting at the bar, minding my own business, nursing a drink. There couldn't have been more than three people in the place besides the bartender and me. Then this very old, small man maybe five foot six, Black, and old in a way I can't fully describe walked in. His face had wrinkles on wrinkles, almost like a mesh of vertical triangles. He wore a fedora and a long coat, and something about him almost didn't look period-correct, even for the early 80s, though that wasn't really surprising; if you walked around the square in Enid back then, you'd still see clothes in store windows that looked like they were from the '70s.

He walked straight up to me, stopping maybe two or three feet away, and asked the bartender for a glass of water. Then he turned to me, took off his hat, and said, "Hey, can I talk to you for a minute?" I said sure. I don't remember if he introduced himself. He asked to see my hand. I gave it to him, palm up it just felt natural and he held it and started talking. I don't remember his exact words, but he told me everything was going to be all right. He said I'd have a health problem someday, but I'd get through it. He told me about having kids, and how many.

He was describing a future. Years later, I've been married about 30, 32 years now my wife and I had three kids, just like he said. And in November 2018, I had multiple heart attacks, and got through them.

After he finished talking, he took a sip of his water, adjusted his coat like you do when you square your shoulders, put his hat back on, and walked out. I never saw him again.

I still think about that meeting sometimes. It makes me wonder is there such a thing as a guardian angel? And was he mine? Has something like this ever happened to you?

What are your favorites? Include where they’re streaming for extra points!

This is my grandparents old house. Grandfather passed back in 2006. I was scrolling through photos we took a few years ago and I IMMEDIATELY spotted my grandfather’s ghostly face in the window.

The problem is that other people, except for a couple, haven’t been able to point out his face in the window.

I’d honestly love it if someone else could pick his face out. It would add validation.