Do You Believe In Ghosts?
#3
Posted: 3/2/12 at 8:32pm
I do. But I'm also an atheist so it's something I've fought with since I was a kid when I believe I saw one.
#4
Posted: 3/2/12 at 8:35pm
I attended my first funeral when I was about six, and we passed the house of the deceased on our way home. I swear to this day I saw the man mowing his lawn through the rear window as we sped by.
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#5
Posted: 3/2/12 at 8:52pm
This is a picture I took in Spring, TX this past August with a Motorola Droid. That is not a trick of the light
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#6
Posted: 3/2/12 at 8:56pm
I don't believe in ghosts as most people interpret them.Dead spirits and all that, no I don't believe. Still, I recognize the phenomenon and think we have misunderstood what these "ghosts" really are. I've heard some fascinating theories about pockets of energy and certain places these "ghost' sightings occur. For example, Gettysburg is suppose to be haunted with ghosts. Witnesses have claimed to see soldiers from the Civil War walk across the fields almost as if they are unaware they are in a different time and just disappear right before their eyes. Don't want to go to deep but the typical ghost are dead spirits wandering around a house or trying to send a message is absurd,IMO.I don't see the spiritual aspect of it as much as I see the scientific aspect.A matter of space and time if you will.
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Updated On: 3/2/12 at 08:56 PM
#7
Posted: 3/2/12 at 8:58pm
That looks like the ghost of TinTin, Eris.
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#9
Posted: 3/2/12 at 9:12pm
I do. The camp I worked at was haunted and some of the freakiest things happened after dark. Especially if you were alone.
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#10
Posted: 3/2/12 at 9:50pm
"TinTin is dead?!?!"
Meth overdose.
Meth overdose.
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#13
Posted: 3/2/12 at 11:14pm
Looks like a Roman centurion to me.
But, yeah. I believe in ghosts.
And aliens, too.
But, yeah. I believe in ghosts.
And aliens, too.
"...everyone finally shut up, and the audience could enjoy the beginning of the Anatevka Pogram in peace."
#16
Posted: 3/3/12 at 12:05am
I totally do. I even lived with one for a while. I could see her and speak to her and she would turn lights on and off. She was friendly to me, but I made peace with her as soon as I saw her. We peacefully lived together and since I lived alone I would speak to her.
After I moved out a woman with a child moved in and my former landlord called me and said the day of move in the entire kitchen floor was covered in dead roaches. For the record, the house was immaculate and I never saw a roach.
My grandmother saw spirits and I think I inherited it. When I was a toddler my mom says I would talk to the dead, and she told me this in the 80s long before the Sixth Sense movie. I would speak to relatives I never met when playing alone.
To this day I go to abandoned houses and churches to do photography projects and I have premonitions and sense spirits. I see apparitions at times and walk into ice cold pockets where I know there is spiritual energy. I can tell the different between benevolent beings and malevolent ones and I have been accosted by malevolence.
After I moved out a woman with a child moved in and my former landlord called me and said the day of move in the entire kitchen floor was covered in dead roaches. For the record, the house was immaculate and I never saw a roach.
My grandmother saw spirits and I think I inherited it. When I was a toddler my mom says I would talk to the dead, and she told me this in the 80s long before the Sixth Sense movie. I would speak to relatives I never met when playing alone.
To this day I go to abandoned houses and churches to do photography projects and I have premonitions and sense spirits. I see apparitions at times and walk into ice cold pockets where I know there is spiritual energy. I can tell the different between benevolent beings and malevolent ones and I have been accosted by malevolence.
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#17
Posted: 3/3/12 at 12:12am
Jordan, what does whether one is an atheist or not have to do with whether one believes in ghosts or not?
#18
Posted: 3/3/12 at 12:30am
It does seem a little incongruous to believe in spirits but not God. I see where he's coming from.
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#19
Posted: 3/3/12 at 1:53am
I do.
Actually my mom's house that I stay in during the weekends when I'm home from college is very much indeed haunted.
Story time!
One time my best friend Margaret was in the living room with her boyfriend on the pull out while they were staying with me on the weekend. I was upstairs and an hour later both come crashing into my room, telling me they were laying in bed talking downstairs and they heard footsteps IN the kitchen and then the front door opened and slammed shut. Her boyfriend is a very macho-gym loving kind of guy so to see him this scared made me convinced someone was in my house cuz at this point I was not really sure it was haunted cuz my mom had only lived there for a few months at this point. So he and I go downstairs to investigate and in the kitchen there is a door way that leads down into a very old cellar (this house predates WW1.) Now this door is locked because my mom rents this place and the landlord does not want anyone in the basement near the furnace and such. As we neared the door, we both heard distinct footsteps coming up the stairs towards the door.
Another time (there are a few stories but I'll only bother with these two) is the one that pushed me to believe there is something there.
My room has a crawlspace overhead. There is a small latch sort of thing that leads up to in that is placed over my desk and computer. One night I was home alone while my mom was at my aunts and I was laying in bed ready to turn the TV off and go to sleep. When I turned it off, I laid there and I kept hearing a "scratching" type sound over me. I ignored it cuz I thought it might just be mice or something. But as I laid there...I swear I saw the latch slowly lifting up. I have NEVER been so terrified in my life. To the point of not being able to move. Finally I got up...and ran out of the room. Sat downstairs the entire night watching Golden Girls like the respectable gay guy I am.
Many more stories but those two are the ones that pop into my head. My 5 year old niece was upstairs one day with her 7 year old sister and the younger one Emma came downstairs saying that she heard someone say "come here" but the older one heard no such thing.
Actually my mom's house that I stay in during the weekends when I'm home from college is very much indeed haunted.
Story time!
One time my best friend Margaret was in the living room with her boyfriend on the pull out while they were staying with me on the weekend. I was upstairs and an hour later both come crashing into my room, telling me they were laying in bed talking downstairs and they heard footsteps IN the kitchen and then the front door opened and slammed shut. Her boyfriend is a very macho-gym loving kind of guy so to see him this scared made me convinced someone was in my house cuz at this point I was not really sure it was haunted cuz my mom had only lived there for a few months at this point. So he and I go downstairs to investigate and in the kitchen there is a door way that leads down into a very old cellar (this house predates WW1.) Now this door is locked because my mom rents this place and the landlord does not want anyone in the basement near the furnace and such. As we neared the door, we both heard distinct footsteps coming up the stairs towards the door.
Another time (there are a few stories but I'll only bother with these two) is the one that pushed me to believe there is something there.
My room has a crawlspace overhead. There is a small latch sort of thing that leads up to in that is placed over my desk and computer. One night I was home alone while my mom was at my aunts and I was laying in bed ready to turn the TV off and go to sleep. When I turned it off, I laid there and I kept hearing a "scratching" type sound over me. I ignored it cuz I thought it might just be mice or something. But as I laid there...I swear I saw the latch slowly lifting up. I have NEVER been so terrified in my life. To the point of not being able to move. Finally I got up...and ran out of the room. Sat downstairs the entire night watching Golden Girls like the respectable gay guy I am.
Many more stories but those two are the ones that pop into my head. My 5 year old niece was upstairs one day with her 7 year old sister and the younger one Emma came downstairs saying that she heard someone say "come here" but the older one heard no such thing.
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#20
Posted: 3/3/12 at 1:58am
I do and I don't know why I decided it would be a good idea to read this thread before going to sleep.
Although one of my more embarrassing stories is giving myself the freak out after watching something on the Shroud of Turin at 2 in the morning. Obviously not quite understanding the concept of Jesus, I was convinced I was going to be haunted by him. Like Jesus would waste his time haunting me.
Although one of my more embarrassing stories is giving myself the freak out after watching something on the Shroud of Turin at 2 in the morning. Obviously not quite understanding the concept of Jesus, I was convinced I was going to be haunted by him. Like Jesus would waste his time haunting me.
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Updated On: 3/3/12 at 01:58 AM
#21
Posted: 3/3/12 at 2:21am
Looks like a Roman centurion to me.
That's actually a statue of Athena behind the orb. The town of Spring, TX is so haunted that "protections" are literally everywhere. Gargoyles, arches, mirrors, iron gates, etc. I was on a ghost tour when that picture was taken and our guide pointed out the many things people used to keep them ghosts away from their homes. Also on the tour was a building that used to be a bank that was robbed by Bonnie & Clyde. The story is that no business has lasted in that building more than six months or so.
I can tell the different between benevolent beings and malevolent ones and I have been accosted by malevolence
Sometimes I get the feeling that I am not alone. The hair on the back of my neck stands up, my heart rates, and I can barely breathe. When ever I feel that way I start whispering "you're not invited". It's something I learned at a paranormal talk years ago. Something else I heard was to say "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus" -it has something to do with the trinity. In my experience saying the name of someone I'm close to works better. Dunno, maybe it just makes me feel better.
But as I laid there...I swear I saw the latch slowly lifting up.
I have never witnessed anything like that. I would have been so scared!
My dorm had a ghost in college. The story was that she had been a student in the 60's and she was raped & impregnated by a security guard. She threw herself down a flight of stairs and died. Late at night it's been said that people can hear a banging in one of the older flights - like something or someone was falling down the stairs. The more common tale was that people who lived on the third floor could hear her in the attic rocking in her rocking chair. Late one night when my roommate was away visiting her boyfriend I heard a creaking noise coming from above me. I slept in the top bunk so the ceiling (and floor of the attic) was not far from me. I simply asked her to stop so I could get some sleep and she did.
That's actually a statue of Athena behind the orb. The town of Spring, TX is so haunted that "protections" are literally everywhere. Gargoyles, arches, mirrors, iron gates, etc. I was on a ghost tour when that picture was taken and our guide pointed out the many things people used to keep them ghosts away from their homes. Also on the tour was a building that used to be a bank that was robbed by Bonnie & Clyde. The story is that no business has lasted in that building more than six months or so.
I can tell the different between benevolent beings and malevolent ones and I have been accosted by malevolence
Sometimes I get the feeling that I am not alone. The hair on the back of my neck stands up, my heart rates, and I can barely breathe. When ever I feel that way I start whispering "you're not invited". It's something I learned at a paranormal talk years ago. Something else I heard was to say "Jesus, Jesus, Jesus" -it has something to do with the trinity. In my experience saying the name of someone I'm close to works better. Dunno, maybe it just makes me feel better.
But as I laid there...I swear I saw the latch slowly lifting up.
I have never witnessed anything like that. I would have been so scared!
My dorm had a ghost in college. The story was that she had been a student in the 60's and she was raped & impregnated by a security guard. She threw herself down a flight of stairs and died. Late at night it's been said that people can hear a banging in one of the older flights - like something or someone was falling down the stairs. The more common tale was that people who lived on the third floor could hear her in the attic rocking in her rocking chair. Late one night when my roommate was away visiting her boyfriend I heard a creaking noise coming from above me. I slept in the top bunk so the ceiling (and floor of the attic) was not far from me. I simply asked her to stop so I could get some sleep and she did.
"All our dreams can come true -- if we have the courage to pursue them." -- Walt Disney
We must have different Gods. My God said "do to others what you would have them do to you". Your God seems to have said "My Way or the Highway".
#22
Posted: 3/3/12 at 7:43am
I am by nature a skeptic, so I don't believe. I do, however, believe that there is much in our world that we are yet to understand, so I think there are phenomena that we don't yet comprehend that are described as ghosts.
"It does me no injury for my neighbour to say there are 20 gods or no god. It neither picks my pocket, nor breaks my leg."
-- Thomas Jefferson
#23
Posted: 3/3/12 at 8:23am
On the day we moved into my first apartment, the tenant moving out said, "Don't freak out, but you have a ghost. It seems pretty friendly." That night, in a joking manner, my room mate and stood in the middle of the living room and said, "Okay... whoever you are, we mean no harm. We just want to live here with you." Every once in a while we would return to a room to see a slightly opened window or a stack of books straightened. The ghost apparently didn't like the way we fanned the coffee table books. lol I always just assumed it was my roommate somehow screwing with me. Then finally, on Christmas Eve, I got sick and my younger brother came to stay with me. Apparently the ghost didn't like him. When I was on the computer and my brother was in my bedroom, the bedroom door started opening and closing. We could see each other from down the hall and neither of us was anywhere near it. (The door was between us.) Open. Close. Open. Close. We both freaked out. I finally said, "Um... he's not here to hurt anyone!" It may have stopped at that point, but we will never know. We wedged the door open with a heavy doorstop. That was 15 years ago. He STILL talks about it to this day. The building was over 80 years old.
some of the freakiest things happened after dark
Don't they always?
some of the freakiest things happened after dark
Don't they always?
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Updated On: 3/3/12 at 08:23 AM
#24
Posted: 3/3/12 at 10:23am
The house I grew up in was built on George Washington's old horse farm. I used to see a young girl walking down the hall all the time. Also, sometimes I would be sitting in my room and the windows would unlock and open. So yeah, I believe in ghosts. Not scary ones though.
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#25
Posted: 3/3/12 at 10:49am
I lean towards believing in them, as I've had two experiences that I can only explain as ghosts.
The first one happened very long ago. I was not quite asleep but not quite awake. My whole body was covered by a blanket except my right shoulder. I became aware of somebody/something in the room, slowly approaching my bed. I was scared to death and frozen in fright. I remained that way for a while until I suddenly felt a human-like quick tap on my shoulder and then all went back to normal.
the other event happened shortly after my mother died last year. I was sitting at my computer and suddenly heard a loud WOOSH, almost like a huge bird sweeping over me. It wasn't a breeze, or anything that fell in my apt.
So-besides my two incidents, and lots of videos and photos of ghosts, I tend to believe in them. Or, at the least, I don't deny them.
The first one happened very long ago. I was not quite asleep but not quite awake. My whole body was covered by a blanket except my right shoulder. I became aware of somebody/something in the room, slowly approaching my bed. I was scared to death and frozen in fright. I remained that way for a while until I suddenly felt a human-like quick tap on my shoulder and then all went back to normal.
the other event happened shortly after my mother died last year. I was sitting at my computer and suddenly heard a loud WOOSH, almost like a huge bird sweeping over me. It wasn't a breeze, or anything that fell in my apt.
So-besides my two incidents, and lots of videos and photos of ghosts, I tend to believe in them. Or, at the least, I don't deny them.
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