Temple Illuminatus2024-03-28T22:43:31ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGillhttps://storage.ning.com/topology/rest/1.0/file/get/55448922?profile=RESIZE_48X48&width=48&height=48&crop=1%3A1https://templeilluminatus.ning.com/forum/topic/listForContributor?groupUrl=spirit-realm&user=12nuet9b75xhs&feed=yes&xn_auth=noPets in Spirit #1 in this seriestag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2024-02-07:6363372:Topic:36396302024-02-07T06:26:02.338ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>This will be a series of stories that I have collected from people who had there pets come back from spirit to let them know they were all right after thier transition. I have a few stories of my own that I will add later. Anyone who would like to add there own experiences is encouraged to do so in the comments below!</strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>Christiane"s Story…</strong></em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong>This will be a series of stories that I have collected from people who had there pets come back from spirit to let them know they were all right after thier transition. I have a few stories of my own that I will add later. Anyone who would like to add there own experiences is encouraged to do so in the comments below!</strong></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>Christiane"s Story</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>I found it always very comforting that my animals gave me a sign after their death. This only started in my twenties.</strong></em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>Two of my cats died in sequence in a week. There were road works going on and we had the whole traffic bypassed trough our street, which was normally rather calm and due to this, my two cats where run over by cars. The female my parents found by the roadside, already dead, the male made it to our house and died there.</strong></em></span></p>
<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>The male, which died last, visited me some days after the incident while I was asleep. He came through the open window, sat on top of me and somehow made me know that he and my other cat were all right. </strong></em></span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>After that incident, we were lucky for a lot of years (which might be because I refused to let our cats out at night or early morning).</strong></em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>When the first of our horses died very unexpected at the age of 24. It was all very mysterious, the vet could make nothing out of the strange symptoms and did all he could but it was too late. The horse died the same day we found him ill. He gave me a farewell the next day, when I was around the stable: it was, as if he was neighing in his box and was all happy. Then he was gone for good.</strong></em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>Our second horse died this year, our "grandma", we had to euthanize her because she couldn't get up anymore. I was too far away from her and could not be at her side. This was very difficult for me, because she had been my horse for 27 years and she was an extraordinary horse. My husband and a friend where there at the stable with her and had to make the decision. After her death she visited me during a meditation, not as a horse but she was like energy that had somehow the form of a dark haired woman. I could feel a lot of love and she thanked me and implied that everything was o.k. with her.</strong></em></span></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>There is just one of our animals that died lately, that did not give any sign. I'm really worried about this, because I fear, he does not know he's dead and still with us. It was one of our cats, he had cancer (very probably vaccination sarcoma) and he had already endured two surgery's in less than a year. We did not want to have him endure a third one and so the day came, when it was irresponsible to let him go on living like this. We had asked the vet to come to our house to euthanize him and it was over so fast, that I think he had no time to realize what was going on. The vet took the dead body with him and I had the feeling he was taking our cat away, that he was not dead. Some weeks later the vet gave us the ashes, but we still (my husband too) have the feeling like he's around, even now, that we moved to a different house.</strong></em></span></p> Spirit Guides Riding in the Passenger seattag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2023-12-19:6363372:Topic:36389252023-12-19T04:45:55.601ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
<p align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><font size="4"><i><b>If you doubt the validity of spirit guides and Guardian Angels then I have a story that I would like you to read.</b></i></font></span></p>
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<p align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><font size="4"><i><b> At that point my guides must have also had enough because when I tried to put the car in gear to move it next to the other car the clutch completely gave out. It was going no where. It had made its final stand. With the help of my guides I got the very last miles out of that car. They made sure that I didn't end up stranded on the highway.</b></i></font></span></p>
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<p align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><font size="4"><i><b>Bill Walker</b></i></font></span></p> Theaters Attract Spirit Energytag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2023-11-08:6363372:Topic:36378992023-11-08T07:19:59.321ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
<p><em><strong><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"><font color="#454545">I work in a movie theater that's only been open for ten or eleven years. And yet, it seems to have acquired some kind of spirit energy.</font></font></font></strong></em></p>
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<p><em><strong><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"><font color="#454545">I work in a movie theater that's only been open for ten or eleven years. And yet, it seems to have acquired some kind of spirit energy.</font></font></font></strong></em></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><em><strong><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"><font color="#454545"> Often times I'm the first person to enter anyone of our sixteen theaters in the morning to do routine cleaning. And on a number of occasions, out of the corner of my eye, I'll see what I perceive to be someone sitting in a seat just as I come in. And then it's gone when I turn my head to look.</font></font></font></strong></em></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><em><strong><font color="#454545"><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"> I've asked others if they also experience this when they work? A few have said yes, and others say that they have heard some very strange noises. And a few of our guests have told me that they have been touched on their shoulder during a film but when they turn no ones there. </font></font></font><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"><font color="#454545">At first I payed little attention to this until a very recent experience that I just can't argue that there is some spirit energy that resides in our theaters. I was cleaning one of bathrooms when I jokingly mentioned, "OK ghosts, I'm done in here, see you later." And then just as I was leaving four urinals, one right after another, in a row, flushed. All of our toilets and urinals have sensors to flush after you move away from them. But I was no where near any of them. And there is no reason for four to flush in a row.</font></font></font></strong></em></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><em><strong><font color="#454545"><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"> I've read many stories about theaters around the world having resident spirits attached to them. My question is: What attracts these spirits to theaters? I have my own thoughts but I'll wait to see if anyone else wants to comment first.</font></font></font></strong></em></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"> <span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong>If anyone cares to comment I would be most interested in your opinion.</strong></em></span></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><em><strong><font face="Tahoma, Geneva"><font size="4"><font color="#454545">Bill Walker</font></font></font></strong></em></span></p> Charlotte the ghost of old posttag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2023-10-11:6363372:Topic:36380732023-10-11T16:25:54.998ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
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<p> 9 year old me came hurtling through the front door of our house. I shed my winter outerwear, 6 million dollar man lunch box and backpack with a shrug, all of it landing in the exact spots Mom wanted them to be in. Mary Poppins would have been proud.</p>
<p>Mom was on our new touch tone mustard yellow phone as I walked by to grab my afternoon…</p>
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<p> 9 year old me came hurtling through the front door of our house. I shed my winter outerwear, 6 million dollar man lunch box and backpack with a shrug, all of it landing in the exact spots Mom wanted them to be in. Mary Poppins would have been proud.</p>
<p>Mom was on our new touch tone mustard yellow phone as I walked by to grab my afternoon snack in the kitchen. While preparing my snack I heard the word "Ghost" and like all little kids eavesdropping on the adults, I began to match the speed of spreading peanut butter on crackers to that of the ongoing conversation. Unfortunately I had come in on the end of the conversation so didn't get many details.. So I asked...</p>
<p>Evidently the Colonels wife had reported some paranormal activity soon after moving into their quarters in the "Old Post" section of the Fort. The house at one time had been a hospital, it's lower level the morgue.</p>
<p>She told me about an electrical outlet that would only work when it wanted too despite the best efforts of the electricians to solve the issue. There were pictures that had recently been hung in a certain part of the house, yes the same area as the intermittently working outlet, that had all come crashing down while the family was out one day. A neighbor boy had reported seeing a woman standing in the front doorway but again no one was home at that time. There was a rocking chair that would sometimes rock on it's own and a cold spot in yep, you guessed it, the area near the fore-mentioned electrical outlet. This area became known as "Charlotte's spot"</p>
<p>One of the kids began to have interactions with an imaginary friend she called "Barbie." However the Mom had a sense the beings name is "Charlotte" and it stuck. A search of old records, the post cemetery, the old town cemetery, etc turned up no leads, no record besides that a young female and her infant had died during child birth.</p>
<p>I did visit the house once with my Mom. It was just a casual visit to drop some things off. I saw "Charlotte's spot", the rocking chair with a doll sitting in it that would sometimes rock on it's own, a lamp plugged into the infamous outlet that would sometimes turn on and off when "Charlotte was in her spot" I went upstairs to use the bathroom and thought I saw a shadow go by while I had the door open and was washing my hands...but one of the daughters was home and had come upstairs to her room. She had to walk by the bathroom so I figured it was just her.</p>
<p>2 years later we moved to Europe. We returned 4 years later. I was teen. My Dad worked in the civil service on the Fort and me and my friends had many adventures exploring the canyons, old post, cemetery, and museum. We took pics from the street with our old 110 Kodak Instamatics, no ghosts. We would drive by the house real slow to maybe see Charlotte looking back at us. We did our own investigation into who "Charlotte" really was, or if she was really a he, and theorized all sorts of stuff from a wounded Apache warrior succumbing to his wounds while under care of the Army doc to an Elemental who has called that land home since time began.</p>
<p>In the article I'll link below this spirit seems to exhibit some rather masculine traits when it has it's bouts of creative trouble making. Unlocking and locking doors, throwing tools all over, knocking pictures down, bending metal sculptures, etc Almost poltergeist like activity. Makes you wonder about the Mom and daughters latent medium abilities. There is also the possibility that this young person was unwed and we all know that wasn't a pleasant experience to be a part of back then. Maybe that's why no grave? No name in the records? </p>
<p><a href="https://hauntedhouses.com/arizona/the-carleton-house-fort-huachuca/">https://hauntedhouses.com/arizona/the-carleton-house-fort-huachuca/</a></p>
<p>That's the fun part of ghost stories all the what if's? </p>
<p>Happy Spooky month to you all and "Thanks" for reading my blurb.</p>
<p></p> THE DEVIL"S DEN FROM A DISTANCEtag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2023-08-20:6363372:Topic:36370882023-08-20T01:48:51.832ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
<p align="left" class="western"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>I’ve always been sensitive to spirit energy all my life. I’m no medium that’s for sure but when I’m close by, or inside of a building, I can usually sense if there is spirit activity. And that’s why it was so unusual for me to sense the darkest most evil energy that I’ve ever encountered from nearly a half a mile away. Here’s my story.…</b></i></span></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>I’ve always been sensitive to spirit energy all my life. I’m no medium that’s for sure but when I’m close by, or inside of a building, I can usually sense if there is spirit activity. And that’s why it was so unusual for me to sense the darkest most evil energy that I’ve ever encountered from nearly a half a mile away. Here’s my story.</b></i></span></p>
<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>Years ago I was a</b> <b>counselor</b><b> at a group home for special needs adults. I had worked at one house for a little over a year when I got transferred to a new house that our company was opening that required a much further drive up the highway. On my very first drive out I was looking forward to seeing the new location but just after I got off I-5 in Washington State and started heading east I had the most unsettling feeling of pure hate that seemed to have no real cause. The farther I drove the more the feeling dissipated so I knew that the source of my unease had to be just after I had</b> <b>turned</b><b> off the main highway. And this was a daily occurrence whenever I would drive to work at the very same location just after leaving the main highway.</b></i></span></p>
<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>It didn’t take long for me to start to scan the landscape around the exit where I turned from to see what was on either side of the road. On my right was a gas station and I don’t remember much else as it’s been a while since I’ve been out their but maybe a couple of stores as well. On my left was another road that paralleled the main highway I had just turned off of almost like it was a service road even though it wasn’t because there was a farm maybe a quarter of a mile north of where I was driving which was east. The farm in and of itself didn’t bother me but way off to the right of it out in the middle of what seemed like this farms fields was another farmhouse all by itself. And from the highway that I was traveling on it appeared deserted. As soon as I noticed this second farmhouse out in the middle of almost nowhere I knew that that was where my sense of dark dread was coming from.</b></i></span></p>
<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>I’ve felt unhappy spirits and spirits that just want to be left alone many times, but this was evil beyond anything I had ever experienced before. I drove by this location many times over the months that I worked at that group home and the feeling was always the same. At one point I even considered going to the farm and asking about the other farmhouse but something just told me to leave well enough alone. If I ever go out that way again perhaps I’ll take a camera with me and take a picture from a distance. But I can assure you right now the highway is as close as I’ll ever get to that farmhouse. If ever I felt something, that felt like a portal to hell, that farmhouse was it!</b></i></span></p>
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<p class="western" align="left"><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><i><b>Bill Walker</b></i></span></p> The Ghosts of Lake George New Yorktag:templeilluminatus.ning.com,2023-08-10:6363372:Topic:36368672023-08-10T22:19:05.518ZPoppy Whitehearthttps://templeilluminatus.ning.com/profile/JohnMichaelGill
<p align="left"><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>I've had many experiences with the paranormal. I'm an energy sensitive and can sense ghost energy in places usually as soon as I walk in. Especially if that spirit is in any way unhappy. But this discussion is about happy spirits and a restaurant that my brother used to own in Lake George, New York.…</b></i></font></font></font></strong></p>
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<p align="left"><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>I've had many experiences with the paranormal. I'm an energy sensitive and can sense ghost energy in places usually as soon as I walk in. Especially if that spirit is in any way unhappy. But this discussion is about happy spirits and a restaurant that my brother used to own in Lake George, New York.</b></i></font></font></font></strong></p>
<p align="left"><strong><font color="#333333"> </font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>I worked for three summers in this restaurant and had almost nightly visits from the spirits that didn't want to leave the building. One of them, I think, was the builder and first owner of this building. At least that's what I sensed. The building was over two hundred years old. These ghosts/spirits played games with me which did nothing to scare me </b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>which I assume is what</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>they were trying to </b></i></font></font></font><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>do</b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>. Mostly I just felt they were bored and were trying to see if they could get a reaction out of me, especially at night after we closed, and when I was the only one in the building. </b></i></font></font></font></strong></p>
<p align="left"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><em><strong><font color="#333333"> </font></strong></em></span><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>One of the</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>most memorable of these events happened one night when I was closing out the books for the day, I was the night manager. I used to turn the stereo up as I finished my daily chores and counted out the register</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>this was usually around eleven at night</b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>. It was summer time so many of the </b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><a href="https://elvenworld.ning.com/group/paranormal-experiences/forum/topics/one-of-my-experiences-at-working-at-a-ghostly-inhabited"><font color="#000080"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><u><b>windows</b></u></i></font></font></font></a></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font size="3"><i><b> </b></i></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>were still open. I would close them when I was leaving for the night.</b></i></font></font></font></strong></p>
<p align="left"><a name="PXLINK_0_0_0 Copy 1"></a><em><font color="#333333"> </font></em><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>And on this one particular night as I was working with the calculator when suddenly all the power in the building shut off. I looked around to see if any of the stores across the street still had power, which they all did, so I knew it was just our building. I sat for a couple of minutes being a bit confused about what had happened when I suddenly got an impression about the stereo. Remember, I'm an energy sensitive. I looked up at the ceiling and said, "</b></i></font></font></font><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>All right then</b></i></font></font></font><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>, I tell you what, if I promise to turn the stereo off." That's as far as I got. The power suddenly came back on and I mo</b></i></font></font></font><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>st certainly did</b></i></font></font></font> <font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>turn the stereo off.</b></i></font></font></font></p>
<p align="left"><font color="#333333"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>The next day I found out that the people who were staying in the cabins that were very near the restaurant came in to thank us for turning the stereo off because it was keeping them awake. And for a few days I turned the stereo off right at nine when we closed.</b></i></font></font></font></p>
<p align="left"><font color="#333333"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><em><strong> </strong></em></span><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>Postscript</b></i></font></font></font><strong><font color="#333333"><font size="3"><i><b> </b></i></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font size="3"><i><b>t</b></i></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>o this story: A few days later as I was doing my nightly chores,</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>and it was getting late,</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>I looked up at the ceiling and asked, "</b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>If</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i>I</i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>turn the stereo on, as long as I promise to keep the volume way down, would that be OK with you?" The power never shut off after that night or any other night during the summers that I worked there with the stereo on very low. And none of the people in the cabins ever said anything about the stereo being to loud again! I'm pretty sure that the ghosts were looking out for them! But I always wondered, if the spirits could turn the electricity off</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>in the whole building</b></i></font></font></font></strong><strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>, why</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>didn’t they</b></i></font></font></font></strong> <strong><font color="#333333"><font face="Lucida Grande, Lucida Sans Unicode"><font size="3"><i><b>just turn the stereo off themselves?</b></i></font></font></font></strong></p>
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<p><strong><em><span style="font-size: 14pt;">One night, several years ago, I was sleeping when I suddenly became consciously aware, although my body, was still very much asleep. This was a very strange experience and still very hard to explain fully. It was almost like being two separate thought patterns happening at the same time. One part of me was listening as the other was talking. It was much different than a dream as I was consciously aware of both …</span></em></strong></p>
<p><strong><em><span style="font-size: 14pt;">One night, several years ago, I was sleeping when I suddenly became consciously aware, although my body, was still very much asleep. This was a very strange experience and still very hard to explain fully. It was almost like being two separate thought patterns happening at the same time. One part of me was listening as the other was talking. It was much different than a dream as I was consciously aware of both </span><span style="font-size: 18.6667px;">awareness'</span><span style="font-size: 14pt;"> simultaneously.</span></em></strong></p>
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<p><span style="font-size: 14pt;"><strong><em> As the part of me that was listening, I found the other part of me trying to understand this very strange language, that I was speaking. It was nothing like anything I had ever heard before. I can only describe it like if you were to start clicking your tongue on the bottom of your mouth kind of like Morse code with dots and dashes. But that still isn't really that close to what I was hearing but I have no other words that even come close to describing it. However, somehow I understood that I was speaking to God. And after listening for a while I fell back into a deeper sleep.</em></strong></span></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>The National Solar Observatory in New Mexico has been evacuated and locked down, the FBI is involved and they are not telling us the reason.…</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><em>The National Solar Observatory in New Mexico has been evacuated and locked down, the FBI is involved and they are not telling us the reason.</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><br/> <em>Could it be that astronomers who work at the observatory have photographed 'Something' near the sun or in deep space that must remain secret or there’s something else going, but for now it remains mystery.</em><br/> <br/> <em>The National Solar Observatory in Sunspot, New Mexico, and a nearby United States Postal Service office, were evacuated for security reasons Thursday, observatory officials said.</em><br/> <br/> <em>"We have decided to temporarily vacate this facility as a precautionary measure. And we're working with the proper authorities on this issue," Association for Universities for Research in Astronomy spokeswoman Sheri Lofson said.</em><br/> <br/> <em>Friday, both properties remained closed to the public, with yellow caution tape around the property.</em><br/> <br/> <em>Sunspot is located in the Sacramento Mountains in Otero County about 15 miles south of Cloudcroft. There is currently a working telescope at the observatory, where New Mexico State University also conducts research.</em><br/> <br/> <em>"As locals I feel that we should know what's going on around us," Cloudcroft resident Roger Wiley said. A spokesman for the Otero County Sheriff's Office said they are not involved in the investigation.</em><br/> <br/> <em>A post office in the area has also been shut down. (Even the Post Office has not been told why).</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><br/> <em>"Right now, what we're told is that they've temporarily evacuated the area. We haven't been told why or when that expires," said Rod Spurgeon, a spokesman with the USPS reports <a href="https://www.kvia.com/news/new-mexico/national-solar-observatory-usps-office-in-sunspot-nm-evacuated-for-safety-reasons-/792020771" target="_blank" rel="noopener">KVIA.News - KVIA video news here.</a></em><br/> <br/> <em>According to a commenter at <a href="https://www.disclose.tv/national-solar-observatory-usps-office-in-sunspot-nm-evacuated-for-safety-reasons-wtf-345825" target="_blank" rel="noopener">ATS</a>: But for the FBI to get involved that quick and be so secretive about it, there was a lot of stuff going on up there, House said. “There was a Black hawk helicopter, a bunch of people around antennas and work crews on towers but nobody would tell us anything, what their purpose was nobody will say.</em></p>
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<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">The seventh lunar month in the traditional Chinese calendar is called Ghost Month. These dates vary from year to year, in 2013, Ghost month runs from August 7 to September 4, and the Ghost Festival is on August 20.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">On the first day of the month, the Gates of Hell are sprung open to allow ghosts and spirits access to the world of the living. The spirits spend the month visiting their families, feasting and and looking for victims.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">There are three important days during Ghost Month. On the first day of the month, ancestors are honored with offerings of food, incense, and ghost money - paper money which is burned so the spirits can use it. These offerings are done at makeshift altars set up on sidewalks outside the house.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">Almost as important as honoring your ancestors, offerings to ghosts without families must be made, so that they will not cause you any harm. Ghost month is the most dangerous time of the year, and malevolent spirits are on the look out to capture souls.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">This makes ghost month a bad time to do activities such as evening strolls, traveling, moving house, or starting a new business. Many people avoid swimming during ghost month, since there are many spirits in the water which can try to drown you.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">The 15th day of the month is Ghost Festival, sometimes called Hungry Ghost Festival. The Mandarin name of this festival is zhōng yuán jié (中元節 / 中元节). This is the day when the spirits are in high gear. It’s important to give them a sumptuous feast, to please them and to bring luck to the family. Taoists and Buddhists perform ceremonies on this day to ease the sufferings of the deceased.</span></p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #c0c0c0; font-family: 'andale mono', times;" class="font-size-6">The last day of the month is when the Gates of Hell are closed up again. The chants of Taoist priests inform the spirits that it’s time to return, and as they are confined once again to the underworld, they let out an unearthly wail of lament.</span></p>
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<p>When most people hear about the Blair witch, images come to mind of a horror film which was released in 1999 with a very low production budget. The movie was directed by Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sánchez and it was so successful that it spread across the world. However, Sánchez and Myrick based their production on a legend about a woman who many people claim was real: Elly Kedward. What did Elly do for her to be called a witch? What terrible events are said to have occurred in the last 300…</p>
<p>When most people hear about the Blair witch, images come to mind of a horror film which was released in 1999 with a very low production budget. The movie was directed by Daniel Myrick and Eduardo Sánchez and it was so successful that it spread across the world. However, Sánchez and Myrick based their production on a legend about a woman who many people claim was real: Elly Kedward. What did Elly do for her to be called a witch? What terrible events are said to have occurred in the last 300 years in certain forests of Maryland, USA? What is the origin of the curse connected to an infamous witch?</p>
<h2><strong><span class="font-size-5">The Rise of the Blair Witch</span></strong></h2>
<p>It seems that the origins of the legend begin in Maryland in the forests of the Black Hills - a place in which, according to local traditions, Native American tribes dared not enter. Local folklore says that around 1630 Colonel Nathaniel Blair led an expedition to cross the forest in order to find a suitable place to build a fort. Nathaniel is said to have sought help from a tribe in the area - but in response they sabotaged his expedition. In spite of this, Blair and his men built the fort which they baptized with the colonel's surname. Over the years, the site would grow to become the city of Blair in 1634.</p>
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<p>Different stories tell that 150 years later, around 1785, a Blair resident named Elly Kedward (an Irish immigrant) was accused of practicing witchcraft by several children. The children said that she had dragged them from their homes with the intention of drinking their blood. Terror was unleashed on the entire population and Elly Kedward was convicted of witchcraft and exiled from Blair forever. Tied to a wagon, the woman was abandoned in the woods during the harsh winter.</p>
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<p><span>As the days passed, the people of Blair began to breathe easy believing that Elly had died from the cold or had been eaten by the wild beasts that lived in the mountains. However, 3 of the children, accompanied by their dogs, returned to the forest to see if she had actually died and, to their surprise, they encountered the alleged witch still alive. The boys ordered their dogs to finish the job by biting her, while they beat her with tree branches. After that, they decided to release her from the cart and hang her from a tree until Elly Kedward died. From then on, the stories say that numerous strange happenings began to take place in the forests of Black Hills.</span></p>
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<p>The myth continues that a year later, in November 1786, half of the village's children, including the three who killed Elly, had disappeared. None of them were found – neither alive nor dead. Fearing that these disappearances were due to the intervention of evil forces and the existence of a curse, the residents left Blair and vowed never to say the name “Elly Kedward” again. Yet, a book is said to have appeared in 1809 called "The Blair Witch Cult". This book, an unusual work of fiction of very poor quality, tells the story of a village cursed by a witch. The village is Blair and the witch, Elly Kedward. However, in this story the witch is hunted and then burned for her crimes.</p>
<h2>From Blair to Burkittsville</h2>
<p>More than 40 years had passed before someone returned to reside in Blair. By 1820, a man named Henry Burkitt bought the abandoned town from the government. Little by little he rebuilt the buildings, which were in ruins, and in 1824 he renamed the city after himself. He called it Burkittsville - a town that does exist and is visited by many tourists thanks to the legends of a witch.</p>
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<p>August 1825: 11 residents claim that a woman’s extremely pale hand emerged from Tappy East, a river that crosses Burkittsville. The hand allegedly pulled 10-year-old Eileen Treacle underwater. The search for the young girl took weeks, but her body was never found. Shortly after, it was discovered that the river was blocked due to an incredible number of branches, affecting the water’s cleanliness (it was contaminated for several months). This is what most likely caused the young villager’s strange death.</p>
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<p>Later, in March 1886, 8-year-old Robin Weaver was reported missing in the forest. Various rescue teams searched for several days until they found her. The small girl said that she had met an old lady in the forest who was not walking, but floating. That strange lady took her hand and led her to a house where she was left in the basement, with a promise that the old woman would return. Robin waited for a long time, but started to get scared and she finally fled.</p>
<p>Those who did not return were never members of the rescue teams. Weeks later, five other rescue workers found bodies in a place known as Coffin Rock. The corpses were tied together hand and foot and had been disemboweled. The rescuers returned to the village to tell others what they had seen, but when they returned to the location the bodies were gone.</p>
<p>Finally, between November 1940 and March 1941 there was another incident, with eight children disappearing from the town. And the restless and exceedingly unpleasant lives of the people of Burkittsville was further disturbed when the hermit Rustin Parr entered the market and shouted, "I've finally finished!" After interrogation, to which they received no response, the hermit led the cops to his cabin, where they would understand everything...</p>
<p>After four hours of walking to reach the small hut, they discovered the bodies of seven of the children buried in seven small graves that were located behind the house. When the bodies were exhumed, they found signs of violence: some were even disemboweled and all appeared to have been victims of an evil ritual – marked with strange symbols on their hands, face, chest, and ankles. Kyle Brody was the only one who survived the massacre. He was found standing in a basement corner. Parr told authorities he heard the voice of an elderly woman in his head ordering him to kill children and she told him how to complete the diabolical rituals. The myth ends with Parr tried for his terrible crimes, sentenced to the gallows, and executed.</p>
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