Has any kiwis had an experience with supernatural entities. - No judgement on any beliefs

[DocHoliday1977]

My point being, you said:



You are saying something very true here. Maybe more true than you are really willing to accept.

People definitely use their brains and imagination to protect themselves from pain and sadness. The more extreme the pain and/or sadness, the more extreme the imagination, sometimes. Sometimes forgetting that it's all being imagined in the process of trying to protect themselves.

Protection from spiritual reality. People are scared of things outside of their 5 senses.

 

[Corbin Dallas Multipass]

Protection from spiritual reality. People are scared of things outside of their 5 senses.

That's one way to look at it I guess. But people are scared of things within those 5 senses as well, and can imagine a lot of stuff to hide from that too. Some people are scared of their own imagination and hide with even more imaginings.

A damaged psyche trying to protect itself might try to shift a scary or painful thing from the real world of the 5 senses to a spiritual world instead. Or from imaginary to spiritual. If you refuse to deal with matters in your mind they can also sometimes force their way into your five senses, which is why we see people hallucinate or hear voices or what have you.

Our minds have incredible coping mechanisms, but they're not great at deactivating those mechanisms when they're no longer necessary. That often takes very uncomfortable self reflection.

Spoiler: A strained analogy

An analogy I find to be pretty good is one to do with depression, although it could apply to a lot of other things.

You find yourself on a warm sunny beach, wearing a winter coat. You're hot and sweaty and uncomfortable, and you sort of wonder why on earth you are wearing a coat. The coat being a symbol for depression. The idea is, you had a reason when you put it on, then you went and did stuff, and eventually found yourself really uncomfortable.

Depression is a coping mechanism, people have a reason they become depressed. But oftentimes that reason goes away but the depression remains. The mind never 'takes its coat off', so to speak, no matter how counterproductive that depression becomes.

What if some 'supernatural experiences' could be explained this way? The mind moving the cause of something to an external source for coping reasons?

 

[Maltninja]

Has any kiwis had an experience with supernatural entities? - I have not.

 

[DocHoliday1977]

Has any kiwis had an experience with supernatural entities? - I have not.

Thank you for your honesty.

 

[Sīn the Moon Daddy]

When I talk about shadow people who seem to control things with their minds I actually just mean the Jews.

 

[WutangLee]

When I talk about shadow people who seem to control things with their minds I actually just mean the Jews.

I have a theory that they are just the Demiurge that require the blood of babies via abortion, and killing Palestinians

 

[DocHoliday1977]

When I talk about shadow people who seem to control things with their minds I actually just mean the Jews.

Course you do, Tony.

That's one way to look at it I guess. But people are scared of things within those 5 senses as well, and can imagine a lot of stuff to hide from that too. Some people are scared of their own imagination and hide with even more imaginings.

A damaged psyche trying to protect itself might try to shift a scary or painful thing from the real world of the 5 senses to a spiritual world instead. Or from imaginary to spiritual. If you refuse to deal with matters in your mind they can also sometimes force their way into your five senses, which is why we see people hallucinate or hear voices or what have you.

Our minds have incredible coping mechanisms, but they're not great at deactivating those mechanisms when they're no longer necessary. That often takes very uncomfortable self reflection.

Spoiler: A strained analogy

An analogy I find to be pretty good is one to do with depression, although it could apply to a lot of other things.

You find yourself on a warm sunny beach, wearing a winter coat. You're hot and sweaty and uncomfortable, and you sort of wonder why on earth you are wearing a coat. The coat being a symbol for depression. The idea is, you had a reason when you put it on, then you went and did stuff, and eventually found yourself really uncomfortable.

Depression is a coping mechanism, people have a reason they become depressed. But oftentimes that reason goes away but the depression remains. The mind never 'takes its coat off', so to speak, no matter how counterproductive that depression becomes.

What if some 'supernatural experiences' could be explained this way? The mind moving the cause of something to an external source for coping reasons?

I think it's both. I think mind matrix things in order to make sense of something unknown. I think in Alzheimers, Parkinsons, and Dementia patients, this is an occurrence. As the neurons and the cells break down, the integrity of neural congnition can interpret or manifest "things".

However, as in the video I posted, that was a clear occurrence of supernatural voices.

 

[Caesare]

Yeah I used to encounter spirits quite often but due to indiscretions I believe I was kicked out of the supernatural world. Haven't had any experiences since.

 

[Hoopla]

I once farted so hard that I shitted my pants

 

[Dom Cruise]

I got something strange to share and 100% true.

While it didn't happen to me personally, it did happen to members of my family and my mother.

Back around 1993 to 1995 I had an aunt, uncle and two cousins that lived in this old farmhouse out in the woods and well, it might have been haunted.

Strange stuff happened like my aunt and uncle lying in bed at night, hearing footsteps running down the hall, assuming it was one of my cousins only to check on them and find them sound asleep or my uncle arriving home from work, seeing a woman in the kitchen window, assuming it was my aunt only to find no one was home.

Before they moved into the house too, people who lived nearby would report seeing strange lights in the windows even though no one lived there at the time (and in fact the house had been abandoned for many years before my aunt and uncle moved in)

But the most bizarre thing was what happened to my mother, me and her were spending the night once in 1993 and late that night my mother heard someone knocking on the front door to the tune of "shave and a haircut, two bits", she went downstairs to find the door was open, even though she was positive she locked it and the dogs and cats from outside had now run into the house and were hopping around frightened.

I myself was really little at the time and only vaguely remember the house, but I do remember it was creepy, one time I was playing and taking this toy monster truck up to the top of the stairs and watching it roll down the stairs, when I stopped and looked down the hallway, feeling like I was being watched, I got spooked and went into the den where everyone else, granted I was really little, but still....

The rumor I've heard is that a woman once lived in the house who had died of tuberculosis.

But it's for those reasons why I keep an open mind about ghosts/hauntings, I have no idea what they could be exactly, but I do think there's something to the phenomena.

I often wonder how I would react if I encountered anything myself and I honestly wonder if I'd find it exciting and fascinating, rather than be afraid, but I guess the thing is is we don't know whether there's any actual danger involved with ghosts.

 

[HM 935]

Alright that's fucking weird. I've heard knocking to the tune of shave/two bits sporadically throughout my life, in various houses.

 

[Dom Cruise]

Alright that's fucking weird. I've heard knocking to the tune of shave/two bits sporadically throughout my life, in various houses.

With no one at the door?

That is very strange indeed.

 

[ArnoldPalmer]

Warning: the following was written way the fuck past my bedtime and I'm totally exhausted. None of this is really proofread, and will likely come off as a rambling mess.

I never really believed in ghosts. That said, I absolutely have a ghost in my house. It's a five bedroom home, and for three years, I was the only one living here. Every now and again, maybe three times a week, I'll hear footsteps, very clearly, walking around the upstairs hallway (upstairs being the first floor, my workshop, bedroom, and living room are in the basement). Whatever that thing is, it's wearing shoes, but more likely boots. The cocksucker is loud and unmistakable. My keys and usual pocket contents go missing all the time, and I make a point of putting them in the same place every time I empty my pockets. Sometimes I come upstairs to the kitchen, and every single one of my cupboards are open. Once, I saw one of the cupboard doors swing open open, heard the magnetic latch release, watched the door move back and forth in a way that no amount of wind could emulate, and then it slammed shut. I can't tell you how many times I've carried a loaded gun upstairs to what I thought was a home invasion, only to find that my dishes were knocked to the floor, with no sign of entry. I've checked every crawlspace, nook, cranny, and attic, and I don't even have any evidence that some homeless cunt is stowing away somewhere.

Even more creepy, although, I'm not sure if it's related, I was digging an allotment in my backyard for some plants I had vegetating in my greenhouse, when I hit some chickenwire about a foot and a half deep into the ground. I pull that out, and under it was a rose, a set of grill tongs, two pieces to a grill, and then a huge, thick, steel grate, like you'd see in a sewer drain or culvert. I didn't really try to dig that up, because I'd probably have needed to rent equipment to actually get it out of the ground, and for all I know, it could have been something for the utilities, but that rose had me spooked. Sounds like some real creepypasta shit, but hand-to-gosh, I swear it all happened.

I should probably install a security camera.


Bonus: My wife tells me that she had some real demon-level experiences in her childhood that were corroborated by her parents and extended family. She told me about the creature in her closet that would talk to her for weeks leading up to her grandmother's death, telling her to do things, and the one that really stuck out to me was that she was told never to look into that closet by the creature itself. Her grandmother was murdered in the room next to the one she was sleeping in, by her grandmother's boyfriend. Police reports say that she was beaten to death, but to such an extent that she was completely gored, and the impacts from the beatings were so intense that no human being of normal strength could have possibly dealt that kind of damage. Her family told me that the guy was in a weird, trance-like state, speaking in a voice that wasn't his. The family escaped the house and got into their car, with the guy chasing after them. Apparently, he reached his hand into the car door, and her mother slammed it shut, with absolutely no reaction from him, just a cold stare. Long story short, they drive off, and a few months later, the house burns down. It was in the local news for months, and the story even made its way into a book. I'm omitting a lot of details so as not to powerlevel, but I assure you that this shit is a million times creepier in detail. It's super fascinating, and every once in a while, I get a little more info out of her family regarding the incident.

 

[Dom Cruise]

Warning: the following was written way the fuck past my bedtime and I'm totally exhausted. None of this is really proofread, and will likely come off as a rambling mess.

I never really believed in ghosts. That said, I absolutely have a ghost in my house. It's a five bedroom home, and for three years, I was the only one living here. Every now and again, maybe three times a week, I'll hear footsteps, very clearly, walking around the upstairs hallway (upstairs being the first floor, my workshop, bedroom, and living room are in the basement). Whatever that thing is, it's wearing shoes, but more likely boots. The cocksucker is loud and unmistakable. My keys and usual pocket contents go missing all the time, and I make a point of putting them in the same place every time I empty my pockets. Sometimes I come upstairs to the kitchen, and every single one of my cupboards are open. Once, I saw one of the cupboard doors swing open open, heard the magnetic latch release, watched the door move back and forth in a way that no amount of wind could emulate, and then it slammed shut. I can't tell you how many times I've carried a loaded gun upstairs to what I thought was a home invasion, only to find that my dishes were knocked to the floor, with no sign of entry. I've checked every crawlspace, nook, cranny, and attic, and I don't even have any evidence that some homeless cunt is stowing away somewhere.

Even more creepy, although, I'm not sure if it's related, I was digging an allotment in my backyard for some plants I had vegetating in my greenhouse, when I hit some chickenwire about a foot and a half deep into the ground. I pull that out, and under it was a rose, a set of grill tongs, two pieces to a grill, and then a huge, thick, steel grate, like you'd see in a sewer drain or culvert. I didn't really try to dig that up, because I'd probably have needed to rent equipment to actually get it out of the ground, and for all I know, it could have been something for the utilities, but that rose had me spooked. Sounds like some real creepypasta shit, but hand-to-gosh, I swear it all happened.

I should probably install a security camera.


Bonus: My wife tells me that she had some real demon-level experiences in her childhood that were corroborated by her parents and extended family. She told me about the creature in her closet that would talk to her for weeks leading up to her grandmother's death, telling her to do things, and the one that really stuck out to me was that she was told never to look into that closet by the creature itself. Her grandmother was murdered in the room next to the one she was sleeping in, by her grandmother's boyfriend. Police reports say that she was beaten to death, but to such an extent that she was completely gored, and the impacts from the beatings were so intense that no human being of normal strength could have possibly dealt that kind of damage. Her family told me that the guy was in a weird, trance-like state, speaking in a voice that wasn't his. The family escaped the house and got into their car, with the guy chasing after them. Apparently, he reached his hand into the car door, and her mother slammed it shut, with absolutely no reaction from him, just a cold stare. Long story short, they drive off, and a few months later, the house burns down. It was in the local news for months, and the story even made its way into a book. I'm omitting a lot of details so as not to powerlevel, but I assure you that this shit is a million times creepier in detail. It's super fascinating, and every once in a while, I get a little more info out of her family regarding the incident.

That's the irony of it is as spooky as a haunting is, it also just sounds like a good old pain in the ass.

But as for your second story, this is kinda chilling, but one of my cousins is female and she was pretty young at the time, she reported seeing some type of evil entity in her bedroom telling her it was going to kill her family or something like that.

It seems like there might be some connection between this stuff and little girls, just like in poltergeist.

I've always wanted to ask them for more details, including where this house is, but I get the feeling it's a sore subject and as for my cousin, me and her aren't on good terms and haven't spoken in several years as a matter of fact, so I'm sure she wouldn't be happy if I brought up "hey, you remember that time you saw a demon in your bedroom that said it was going to kill your family?"

I want to make it clear that I have a healthy skepticism of this stuff, but I do have an open mind and don't see any harm in discussing it.

 

[Otterly]

Every now and again, maybe three times a week, I'll hear footsteps, very clearly, walking around the upstairs hallway

I’m sure there was a thread about this kind of thing elsewhere and it turned out the woman had some bloke living in her loft, who would come out when he thought he was alone in the house.

Just a thought anyway. Maybe check your attic...

 

[ArnoldPalmer]

Just a thought anyway. Maybe check your attic...

Oh I have several times now, and it's because of that video that I ever bothered to. I haven't found a thing yet, which is why I want to install some cameras.

 

[Dom Cruise]

So, I have an update on my story.

Over Thanksgiving I talked to my cousin about the house, I broached the subject carefully, not really knowing how he felt about it, so I asked "hey, do you remember the house that may or may not have been haunted?" and he said "oh yeah, it was totally haunted"

I was actually a bit surprised and taken aback, I half expected him to just shrug it off, but nope, he's a pretty no BS guy and if he didn't even hesitate to say it's haunted, well.... I don't know what to think.

He also shared a few more details, including that there were these very heavy metal parlor doors, so heavy he couldn't move them and once they slammed shut on their own hard enough to rattle the whole house, there was also stuff like sinks flooding for seemingly no reason.

Our time was limited but he offered to talk more about with me another time, I've also looked this place up online and while I'm not sure I can power level by posting pics, just know that it looks like a house you'd expect to be haunted and was built in 1826, which is certainly old enough to rack up a haunting.

I also learned that circa 2009 another family moved in and renovated the house very nicely, but they seem to have since moved out and I can't find any info on if anyone lives there currently.

I'd love to spend a night in that place, hook up some speakers to blast "Grim Grinning Ghosts" throughout the house and wander around in the dark at night, ooh, that'd be exciting.

 

[Emperor Julian]

Sometimes when I'm alone I'll have this sense of a presence either behind me or near by, the impression I get is it's waiting for something.
Their's also this sensation I sometimes I get, It's hard to describe. The closest I can get is "the shadow of the divine." as though fate itself twists or sky dad is personaly nudging events.

Outside of this I once glanced one of the supposed shadow people in the corner of my eye once. But that could be a trick of the light.

 

[Observotron]

I dunno, the closest I personally had was a cold spot at the table where my grandma sat shortly after she passed.

My brother allegedly saw ghosts as a kid on multiple occasions; one time freaking out about the guy in white playing in our back yard. This was when we were much younger, and he never really had much of an imagination, so I took his word for it. Could have been fucking with me for all I know though.

 

[Coke Pope]

I'd consider crippling autism as a supernatural entity. So yes, thousands of experiences.