I’ve got a far too logically almost autistic brain to believe in this stuff unfortunately.
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Not... oh god.... NOT THE TRIANGLE OF ULTIMATE INCONSEQUENCE!?!?!!!I have felt a presence over in the CA area, a strange, relentless force that defies all logic!
Oh Zezti if life was only that simple. Find me the people that want to swap houses with my ma. We may be willing to do an overseas exchange, wanna do it?Instead of selling, what if you were to do a house-swap? A temporary switch with people completely unaware of the problems you're facing. If they stay there for a few weeks or months and experience nothing like you have, would it be wrong to suggest its the result of a spiral of fear and stress forcing the mind to behave abnormally?
It was actually on the left as I was looking . Funnily enough I did think that at the time.What about that big blue bit on the right?
Animals can definitely sense more things/energies than humans can't, their instincts are more cute. My mum's cat also senses things around the house.A couple of things involving two different dogs of mine. In the 80's I was once doing a bit of security work, (more of a favour than actual work) on a big old house on Linnet Lane near to Sefton Park, so I took my long haired Alsatian (Cougar, I know, I didn't name him) with me for a bit of company. I had to go out of the house around the back and go into a room to get water, but my dog would refuse to go into that room, everywhere else he was fine. The other time was quite recent, I was walking along Otterspool Promenade about 4.30am a lovely winters morning when the dog started looking behind him, I just thought it was a jogger or another dog walker. Loki then stopped and started to pull me back, so I turned around to see a figure of a man about 50m away walking towards me. I looked away from the figure to talk to Loki and when I again looked up, the figure had disappeared.
This is Otterspool Promenade and as you can see there's not many places he could run to in the time I was not looking at him.
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Another example of a place having a 'history' is a place that a fair few in here should know:I'm definitely on the more skeptical side, but know a few people who claim to have had experiences they cant explain. Including my mum, who, like me is usually very skeptical on such things.
There was a comment earlier about 'places having energy' and I think that's true to an extent, more in that places can have a story or history that can 'plant a seed' in the human mind.
Billy Connolly used to do a bit about the big manor house he has in Scotland. When he had guests over, he'd give them an entire wing of the house to themselves. On the first morning they'd always comment on how well they slept because of how peaceful and quiet the location was.
Billy would respond by saying "Really? a few people who've stayed here have said they've felt a 'presence' in that part of the house"
The next day they would arrive for breakfast looking ashen and as thought they'd barely slept, saying they've "heard noises and footsteps outside their door etc."
Billy was winding them up of course, but he finished by saying "you only have to plant the seed"
By no means does that explain everyone's experience, it would be arrogant to dismiss it all as 'your imagination' - but the human mind is a complex thing.
If you think a voluntary contribution to a charity (which I'm very grateful for) is going to change my opinion of someone then you're mistaken. I don't put anyone on ignore. Forum's are for engaging with people, not for ignoring them. She has thick enough skin to take my comments with a pinch of salt if she chooses.Sassy contributed to your daughter's hair-cutting fund-raiser (as did I) and yet you continue to seek her out and insult her. Maybe just put her on ignore.
You providing the salt likeIf you think a voluntary contribution to a charity (which I'm very grateful for) is going to change my opinion of someone then you're mistaken. I don't put anyone on ignore. Forum's are for engaging with people, not for ignoring them. She has thick enough skin to take my comments with a pinch of salt if she chooses.
This was my post from copied and pasted from this 2016 thread (never seen anything since, but still unable to explain this)
Last November I went to put something away in the garden shed about 12.30 AM.
One side of the garden is bounded by a 6' fence with parkland on the other side. As I got near the bottom of the garden I just got that feeling when you 'sense' that somebody is looking at you. When I turned towards the fence I saw the head and shoulders of a young girl (about 5 or 6 yrs old) just staring at me. As you can imagine I nearly crapped myself. She then started to move along parallel to the fence, turning her head as she moved and never taking her gaze off me. She then smiled, waved and 'disappeared'
Logic tells me that it must have been a young girl sat on her dads shoulders walking past, but having got over the initial shock I went out to look. There was no sign of anybody about and no way that they would have been able to get out of sight in the 10 or 15 seconds it took me to get out.
As I said, the ONLY logical explanation that I can think of is that it was a girl on somebody's shoulders. The way she moved however is against this as she sort of 'glided' (not even a slight up and down movement that you would expect from walking) There was also no sound of footsteps.
I KNOW that I saw her quite clearly, but I can't explain it.
BTW @GrandOldTeam I stayed on the 5th floor at the Adelphi last month. I didn't see anything strange, but thank God I hadn't heard about your experiences before I went.
Another example of a place having a 'history' is a place that a fair few in here should know:
For those that don't know, this terrifying, Victorian, Hammer Horror-esque looking building is the old Seaman's Orphanage in Newsham Park (I live not far from here)
It's a formidable looking place (Especially when they get the occasional few bats flying around the tower at night) even more so when you know its history.
As I said above, I'm not sure on the existence of ghosts or spirits, but if they do exist, they are definitely in this place. Nothing good has ever happened here.
It was built in the late 1860's by a group of philanthropists to house the orphans of Britain's maritime sailors (Merchant and Royal Navy sailors who had been lost at sea)
It was used as an orphanage until the 1940's when the kids were all evacuated to the countryside to escape the blitz during WWII.
During the war, it was used as a sort of convalescent hospital for seriously injured servicemen/sailors. Those who had lost several limbs or were not expected to live much longer.
It closed soon after the war as the foundation that supported it no longer had the funds to keep it open and the kids were moved to other orphanages across the country.
It was then taken over in the 50's and became Park View Asylum (Later Park View Hospital) for the mentally ill, which remained open until around the early 90's I believe.
It's been empty ever since.
An orphanage, convalescent ward for dying/seriously ill soldiers and a mental asylum... talk about bad juju!
Of course there's loads of stories about the place being haunted. It's a regular spot for ghost hunters and the like.
People hear laughing or crying children, tales of one of the ex asylum female residents stalking the halls etc.
A guy I work with used to work night security there and swears blind the place is haunted. Chains rattling, things rushing past you, cold spots etc.
He is, however, a very devoutly religious and superstitious guy from Morocco. "There are many devils in there, my brother! Praise to God, I will not be going near that place again"
On the flip side, an old school friend of mine does a lot of urban photography, drone video's of the city (A lot of his stuff gets used by various Liverpool tourism agencies) and he's been through the Seamans Orphanage a fair few times (both legally and not so legally) to photograph the inside.
His view was that, although it's certainly spooky place, you have to bear in mind that it's a massive old building that has stood empty for a few decades on the edge of a Victorian park. The whole place he says is crawling with various critters like rats, mice, squirrels, pigeons, cats, possibly hedgehogs and foxes (And the bats!). You only have to stroll through loudly at night to hear the whole building come alive with scurrying and scratching, not to mention the creaks and groans of the old building itself. If you go in there expecting a paranormal experience, your mind might just give you one.
Or maybe it's a little of both columns... who knows? ?
Is this really all that relevant to the thread? I dunno, but I'm really fascinated by the place, it has such an interesting history. ?
TL;DR - I ramble on about my favorite spooky old building for several paragraphs.
What mundane cause would prompt a table to getting slapped or a door to close on its own or my mum's shoes to be moved across the room, or something shushing shhh as my brother and mum were saying a prayer. If it was just the sounds or the smells then one can rationalize the mind is playing some games but once things move on their own or doors close without nobody closing them then it is no longer the mind but something else making these things happen.There is often a very mundane cause for what we mistake as supernatural or otherworldly - people who see colours and auras etc that other people can't can sometimes be something like an early warning sign of a detached retena for example.
A couple of things involving two different dogs of mine. In the 80's I was once doing a bit of security work, (more of a favour than actual work) on a big old house on Linnet Lane near to Sefton Park, so I took my long haired Alsatian (Cougar, I know, I didn't name him) with me for a bit of company. I had to go out of the house around the back and go into a room to get water, but my dog would refuse to go into that room, everywhere else he was fine. The other time was quite recent, I was walking along Otterspool Promenade about 4.30am a lovely winters morning when the dog started looking behind him, I just thought it was a jogger or another dog walker. Loki then stopped and started to pull me back, so I turned around to see a figure of a man about 50m away walking towards me. I looked away from the figure to talk to Loki and when I again looked up, the figure had disappeared.
This is Otterspool Promenade and as you can see there's not many places he could run to in the time I was not looking at him.
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