|Posted by Web Master on June 28, 2013 at 4:40 PM||comments (0)|
Very strange humanoid figure caught on a deer cam in N. Georgia, according to Stephen Hannard of ADGUK·. The figure is holding a rod or wand of some kind and is emitting a luminous glow.
The figure is unlikely to be a Fairy as its too tall, its more likely an Angel or possibly a winged Alien or light being, but as always you decide says Hannard. Picture submitted via the ADG website by Yasmin Crowe.
Source: (Before It's News)
|Posted by Web Master on June 28, 2013 at 5:35 AM||comments (0)|
Several years ago, I was contacted by a woman who wanted to share her nocturnal ghostly sex encounters with me. First, we covered the usual questions about parasomnia, i.e. have you ever walked or talked in your sleep? Taking new meds? Living in a noisy place when it used to be quiet? Once we got those answers, we moved on to her encounters.
It began innocently with waking up to something touching her here and here, nowhere specific. Then, the touches got a bit closer to “home.” Eventually, she woke up to the feel of someone arousing her to climax. Sometimes, it felt like someone was atop of her. Sometimes, she thought she could feel someone inside of her.
Did you know that men and women both have arousal states in their sleep? You know that morning wood men can get? Women get arousal then too. When asking this woman for more information, it appeared that these encounters happened in the sunrise moments of the morning.
So, was she taking any medications or having any hormonal issues that might be creating a more than usual aroused state? She admitted to drinking ginger tea every night before bed. Ginger can be arousing, but not that long lasting! She was at her prime fertile time of life. These encounters seemed to occur once a month. When? When she was ovulating. Hmm…
Can we have sex with ghosts? Not likely. And, why would they? The drive for sex is purely hormonally driven. I don’t think there are ghosts running around with a sex drive. Can our minds be aroused in our sleep and we can incorporate it into our dream state? Yes. Have you ever had a headache in your sleep and dreamed someone was squeezing your head? Or had intestinal cramps and had a nightmare you were having a baby? We tend to incorporate physical conditions into the dream state.
You put someone between sleep stages who is vulnerable to parasomnia conditions in the past, i.e. walking/talking in her sleep, perhaps throw in some hormones and you have a really good “ghost sex” scenario.
I, however, am not giving up on the hope that there’s a lonely incubus out there looking for a brassy redhead to visit.
|Posted by Web Master on June 16, 2013 at 1:35 PM||comments (0)|
A Rakshasa, is said to be a mythological humanoid being or unrighteous spirit in Hinduism. As mythology made its way into other religions, the rakshasa was later incorporated into Buddhism. Rakshasas are also called man-eaters ("Nri-chakshas," "Kravyads"). A female rakshasa is called a Rakshasi, and a female Rakshasa in human form is a Manushya-Rakshasi. Often Asura and Rakshasa are interchangeably used.
|Posted by Web Master on June 16, 2013 at 1:25 PM||comments (0)|
In Zimbabwe, mourners attending a funeral recently were stunned when the “dead” man came back to life. According to a story in the Daily Telegraph, “Family and friends were filing past a coffin with the remains of Brighton Dama Zanthe, 34, when one of them noticed the dead man’s legs twitching.
“I was the first to notice Zanthe’s moving legs as I was in the queue to view his body,” said one of the mourners, Lot Gaka, who employs the man at his transport company. “This shocked me. We called an ambulance immediately. It’s a miracle and people are still in disbelief.”
It’s fortunate that Zanthe recovered in time, though not quite a miracle. Stories of people assumed dead but waking up just before burial are weird, but are more common than most people think — especially in Third World countries where modern medical treatment is rare, and confirming death may sometimes be little more than guesswork.
Consciousness does not suddenly stop when the heart stops beating, and people who appear dead in some cases may not be. Cases of people who were presumed dead but woke up shortly before burial — or, in some horrific cases, shortly after burial — have been around for millennia, and may have contributed to belief in vampires and zombies.
Fears of premature burial obsessed many in the Victorian era and in fact some caskets were equipped with tubes and equipment leading to the surface so that bells and flags could be raised to alert groundskeepers in case the “dead” awoke.
Testing for Death
In centuries past, doctors used a variety of curious methods to determine death, ranging from holding a mirror under a person’s nose to detect moisture in their respiration to pricking the eyes with needles. Usually those sorts of crude measures are enough, but every now and then the vital signs will be too shallow to detect.
The same remains true today, and sometimes medical monitoring machines make errors. Doctors are only human and sometimes they make mistakes. Medical personnel typically don’t spend any more time than necessary with patients they believe to be dead. Instead they, quite reasonably, turn their attention and resources to the injured or diseased patients who they know are living. No one has the responsibility of staying with the dead for hours or days to make sure that they stay dead.
It wasn’t always the case. In his book “Buried Alive: The Terrifying History of Our Most Primal Fear,” researcher Jan Bondeson notes that in the late 1700s French doctors were so concerned about premature burial that they proposed that all major cities in France should have special “waiting mortuaries,” in which the recently deceased would be laid out in rows on floors or tables and carefully watched by monitors who would wander among the corpses looking for signs of anyone coming back to life. It was only at the point in which the bodies would begin bloating and putrefying that the corpse would finally be considered dead enough and sent for burial.
Sharon Hill, a blogger at Doubtful News.com, points out another reason why these cases are rarer in Western countries: “People are not embalmed as in other countries prior to burial.” Indeed, the same chemical process that preserves the dead and makes them suitable for public viewing also assures that the people really are dead.
|Posted by Web Master on June 16, 2013 at 1:10 PM||comments (0)|
Locals and tourists in the Israeli town of Kiryat Yam have been flocking to the coast in hopes of glimpsing a creature that most people believe only exist in fairy tales.
An alleged mermaid, said to resemble a cross between a fish and a young girl, only appears at sunset. It performs a few tricks for onlookers before disappearing for the night.
One of the first people to see the mermaid, Shlomo Cohen, said, "I was with friends when suddenly we saw a woman laying on the sand in a weird way. At first I thought she was just another sunbather, but when we approached she jumped into the water and disappeared. We were all in shock because we saw she had a tail."
The sightings apparently began several months ago.
$1 million reward
The town's tourism board is of course delighted with their newfound fame and local mystery fauna. Taking a cue from the town of Inverness, Scotland (on the shore of Loch Ness), the Kiryat Yam government has offered a $1 million reward for the first person to photograph the creature. Town spokesman Natti Zilberman thinks the reward money is well-spent. "I believe if there really is a mermaid then so many people will come to Kiryat Yam, a lot more money will be made than $1 million.”
Of course, if the mermaid does not exist -- perhaps it is a hoax, an optical illusion, or a simple misperception of a known animal -- then the town's reward money will remain safe and unclaimed, while the economy benefits from the influx of tourists vying to get a photo that will leave them set for life.
It's not clear what people are seeing, though the power of suggestion and imagination can be strong. Identifying animals in water is inherently problematic, since eyewitnesses by definition are only seeing a small part of the creature. When you add in the factor of low light at sunset and the distances involved, positively identifying even a known creature can be very difficult -- to say nothing of a mythological one!
Mermaids have long held fascination for seafaring peoples. There are a few dozen significant historical claims of actual mermaid sightings. Most of them are clearly myths and legends, such as "true" stories about lovely young women who married sailors but were later discovered to be shape-shifting mermaids (such as in the film "Splash").
Other reports date back centuries, and offer no proof or evidence other than a curious story. For example, a Capt. Richard Whitbourne claimed he saw a mermaid in Newfoundland's St. James harbor in 1610. Another story, from 1830 Scotland, claimed that a young boy killed a mermaid by throwing rocks at it; the creature looked like a child of about 3 or 4, but had a salmon's tail instead of legs. The villagers supposedly had it a funeral and buried it in a small coffin.
P.T. Barnum's mermaid
Hoaxers have worked to satisfy the public's appetite for mermaids; the fact that none have ever actually been found is only a minor inconvenience.
The great showman P.T. Barnum introduced a mermaid to astounded crowd in the 1840s: his infamous "FeeJee Mermaid", actually a taxidermy fake. The head and torso of a small monkey was grafted onto the body and tail of a fish. It was bizarre and strange - --certainly nothing anyone had seen before — but a far cry from the banners and posters suggesting a beautiful, half-naked woman.
Other mermaid fakes appeared throughout the centuries. Some were manatees that had been dressed up to resemble a human form and exhibited for profit.
Whether the Israeli mermaid sighting is genuine, a hoax, or an innocent mistake exploited for tourism, the reality of finding a real mermaid might be different than people imagine, as shown by a song from the Newfoundland band Great Big Sea, which sings folk-rock versions of traditional sea shanties. One of their most popular songs, titled "The Mermaid," tells of a lonely sailor who courts a mermaid:
"I love the girl with all me heart / But I only like the upper part / I do not like the tail!"
|Posted by Web Master on April 16, 2013 at 2:45 PM||comments (0)|
Japan is to suicide what America is to apple pie. Nowhere is the theme more prevalent, as the locals will check out for any reason: from bad relationships to poor grades. Ghost stories are no different, as the majority of urban legends involving spirits usually stem from the unhappy Casper jumping headlong into the path of an oncoming train or stringing himself up from the closest available chandelier.
The Teke-Teke is said to have been a woman who either jumped or fell in the path of an oncoming subway train and was severed in half. Seeing as being cut in half can sort of ruin your day, her anguish and anger gave rise to the Teke-Teke. Now, she roams throughout Japan in the form of a torso, dragging herself along with her claw-like hands. The sound she makes while moving is described as a "teke-teke-teke" sound as she propels herself using her elbows to frightening speeds (why is there no F1 circuit for this sort of thing?)
Assuming you haven't already left a trail of dust and piss in your wake, the Teke-Teke will launch herself toward you like the world's angriest sideshow attraction, produce a scythe, and cut your slow ass in half. Teke-Teke produce more Teke-Teke this way, as you are doomed to become one yourself if caught.
Told mostly as a cautionary tale to keep children from staying out past dusk, we suggest you listen to your overbearing mothers and not stay out too late.
|Posted by Web Master on April 16, 2013 at 2:40 PM||comments (0)|
“I have this friend of a friend who used to babysit as a teenager. Her clients were pretty wealthy and live in this absolutely huge house out near the country, on the outskirts of the town they live in. I think she’s a doctor and he’s a partner at some law firm, so we are talking huge income. It’s really nice out there, peaceful, but a bit out of the way.
The house is a bit ridiculous; an unbelievable number of rooms. You can easily get lost in the place. They’re a bit anal, especially about the house. They have a large number of inherited family heirlooms lying around the place, and the father is quite the ‘no nonsense’ father, if you know what I mean?
Anyway, this one night they go out for some posh-do dinner party and leave this girl to look after the kids. As I said, he’s pretty anal and doesn’t want her wandering around the house where she might damage some antiquated piece of armour or whatever, so he says she has to stay in this one reception room. It has a kitchen attached to it and has this huge screen TV, so it’s fully decked out to keep her entertained.
So they leave and, being a strict household, they soon obediently go to bed. She takes up residence in this specially designated room and starts watching TV, making herself a snack and what not. Before long she starts to feel uncomfortable. There, in the corner of the room, is this ugly, bulky clown statue. It looks like some grotesque antique piece from the 20’s or around that period and it’s all grimy, covered in what looks like oil.
She can’t help getting the feeling it’s watching her. It’s been said that we have this inbuilt ability to sense being watched, but it is not uncommon for it to play tricks on you. She tried to ignore it, but she can’t shake the sense that those eyes are burning into her. In the end she relents and takes her phone to the toilet in the hall outside. In her head she was telling herself that she’s insane, thinking the statue can hear her, what a ridiculous thought, but she leaves anyway.
‘Hey. It’s Sarah. Look, I’m really sorry to call you up like this but that clown statue you have in the reception room, it’s really making me uncomfortable. Would it be ok to move to another room or just stick a blanket over the thing of something?’
After a long pause he replies.
‘Okay Sarah, I need you to get the children from the room, get them into your car and take them to the nearest house. When you are there, call the police.’
I think it’s safe to say after hearing ‘call the police’ you aren’t about to ask questions. She grabbed the kids and ran.
It turns out the kids had complained of a clown had been watching them sleep in their room. The father put it down to silly stories and had basically disregarded what they had said until the babysitter had seen the thing too. Apparently a Psychiatric Unit had closed down recently in the area and not everyone had stable places to go. The story goes that the police seemed to try and hide their concern, though not very well after hearing the mention of a clown costume before heading over to the house. After a thorough search of the building, they failed to find the clown. It turns out that the patient had been treated for vivid and dangerous fantasies prior to release, but had not been able to complete his course before the closure of the unit.
They didn’t catch him.”
The fear of clowns, or Coulrophobia, is a relatively widespread fear, and relates back to the famous Stephen King novel, It, in which seven children are terrorized by an entity that mainly appears in the form of ‘Pennywise the Dancing Clown.’ The twisted smiles and make up of clowns have come so much more to represent twisted and insane evil over the innocent child’s entertainer in recent years, most famously in Batman’s arch-nemesis, the psychopathic Joker. It is perhaps the mask and facade of innocence that the make-up represents that makes the clown so scary.
There is also the link with pedophilia or sexual assault. This Urban Legend is terrifying for babysitters, playing on the fear of intruders, both as the invader that they are supposed to protect the children from, as well as being a potential threat to the babysitter herself. There are variations of the tale that both pose most threat to the children, or to the sitter. Either way, this is an Urban Legend that has haunted babysitters for years and deserves a place as one of the scariest of the Urban Legends.
|Posted by Web Master on April 16, 2013 at 2:35 PM||comments (1)|
Human can lick, Too...
Email example as circulated in May 2001:
Subj: DON’T DELETE THIS!!! (it scared the crap outta me)
“Once there was a beautiful young girl who lived in a small town just south of Farmersburg. Her parents had to go to town for a while, so they left their daughter home alone, but protected by her dog, which was a very large collie. The parents told the girl to lock all the windows and doors after they had left. And at about 8:00pm the parents went to town. So doing what she was told the girl shut and locked every window and every door. But there was one window in the basement that would not close completely.”
“Trying as best as she could she finally got the window shut, but it would not lock. So she left the window, and went back upstairs. But just to make sure that no one could get in, she put the dead-bolt lock on the basement door.”
“Then she sat down had some dinner and decided to go to sleep for the night. Settling down to sleep at about 12:00 she snuggled up with the dog and fell asleep.”
“But at one point, she suddenly woke up. She turned and looked at the clock…it was 2:30. She snuggled down again wondering what had woken her…..when she heard a noise. It was a dripping sound. She thought that she had left the water running, and now it was dripping into the drain of her sink. So thinking it was no big deal she decided to go back to sleep.”
“But she felt nervous so she reached her hand over the edge of her bed, and let the dog lick her hand for reassurance that he would protect her. Again at about 3:45 she woke up hearing dripping. She was slightly angry now but went back to sleep anyway. Again she reached down and let the dog lick her hand. Then she fell back to sleep.”
“At 6:52 the girl decided that she had had enough…she got up just in time to see her parents were pulling up to the house. “Good,” she thought. “Now somebody can fix the sink…’cause I know I didn’t leave it running.” She walked to the bathroom and there was the collie dog, skinned and hung up on the curtain rod. The noise she heard was its blood dripping into a puddle on the floor. The girl screamed and ran to her bedroom to get a weapon, in case someone was still in the house…..and there on the floor, next to her bed she saw a small note, written in blood, saying: HUMANS CAN LICK TOO MY BEAUTIFUL.”
“Now it is time for you to lock all the windows and doors. This letter is the only chain letter that is true. This did happen many years ago, and the man who killed the dog was never caught. If you delete this letter you will suffer the same fate as the girl in the story did, years after the dog was killed. She was raped and killed in the same town and same house as the dog. Do not dismiss this letter, because if you do, a horrible thing will become of you, everyone will soon know your name. But only because it will be the headline of your local newspaper for a long time. It will read… Small Town Murder On The Loose! You cannot chance your luck on a chain letter so serious as this. Give up your chance to send this letter to 23 people and you will be giving up your chance to live. You were warned. I hope that I will not see any murder stories in the papers anytime soon. And now I bid you a good day. And one more thing… you only have 23 minutes… sorry.”
This is a perfect example of the evolution of the Urban Legend that has developed the added requirement of action on the behalf of the reader. It has proved a popular phenomenon amongst users of the social networking sites, and has been a popular chain email, mainly amongst the younger users who believe that not sending on a piece of electronic is going to end in your death.
The interesting thing about this phenomenon is its similarity to the Nightmare on Elm Street films. That if something is not performed then the killer will come back in some supernatural form to get a new victim. It plays into all the factors that surround the killer of the film, those of paedophilia and preying on child victims, a common theme amongst the scariest of these metropolitan myths. Most of these chains warm that the attack will come at night, while you sleep. Sound familiar?
With media and technology changing so quickly it will be interesting to see the next step that the Urban Legend will take and what additions will be added to make them all that more truly terrifying.
|Posted by Web Master on March 27, 2013 at 3:40 AM||comments (0)|
The Haunted chair of death, (N,Yorkshire UK) it is said that whoever sits on this chair death will soon follow.
|Posted by Web Master on March 27, 2013 at 3:40 AM||comments (0)|
Ernest writes, "Ever since I have this clown doll, weird things started to happen. I started to hear small children whispering and giggling, and I also heard foot steps. I would leave it in one place and the next thing you know it is somewhere else. I thought it was my imagination. So I intentionally left it in the corner of my living room to monitor it and a few days later, it moved about 3 feet away from where I had left it."