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As it's Halloween i thought we would have a supernatural related thread.
I am 99.99% certain in my mind that there is nothing after this life,we don't go anywhere.
BUT...
There are still a few things that have happened to me or people i know i find very hard to explain rationally.I will give you a couple of examples.
1.A few years Mrs Tek was in Monklands Hospital for a couple of weeks.I had the house to myself and was just tidying up a bit before i went up to the night time visit.I ran a sink full of dishes in boiling hot water and left them to steep,deciding i would do them when i got back home.Out i went to drive to the hospital.
Got back must have been a good 2 and a half to 3 hours later and as i go through the back door which leads into my kitchen i hear water running.The tap in the kitchen sink where i had left the dishes to steep is going at full pelt (and i mean as far as you can turn the tap to ON).The dishes are however at the same point water wise as they were roughly.Now i had been out the house as i say for going on 3 hours so if i had left the tap running (not that i would ever turn the tap on so heavy) the whole kitchen would have now been flooded.
It felt almost like something or someone had seen me walking up the garden path and wanted to fuck with me.Still gives me the creeps when i think about it.
2.There used to be a picture of my grand parents on their fireplace.Both at a wedding or something,Granda looking very smart in a suit and tie etc.Anyway,years ago my brother told me that he had had a dream about that picture and it was on fire and the side of the picture my Granda was on burnt away.
Woke up the next day to find out the horrible news that he's dropped dead instantly from a massive heart attack.How can someone explain that?Coincedence?Maybe.But very fucking strange indeed IMO.
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the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
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No really intae this pish but deffo had a strange experience when eh woke up and some strange chunt was at the bottom o the bed just staring. Coodna really recognise the face,
Woke the missus and they'd gone! She still disna believe iz.
Tellin ya!
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stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Sounds like Uri Geller cased your gaff during the night Stobes
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A few year ago, a mate and his missus were at a wedding night out in Strathallan near Gleneagles. He lost the toss of the coin so he drove the car and his missus got to drink. An E-class leased car.
After leaving the event in the early hours, he decided to use one oe the back roads along the top oe Findo Gask towards Perth at the back of the Cairnie Braes, rather than going via Aberuthven back onto the A90.
On the way along this long straight road which has thick woods on either side, the lights on the car went out just as he was passing a clearing on the left. He stopped the car but couldna find a torch to check the fuse, but him and his wife saw a bunch oe blokes with a bonfire on top of a wooden tower just about 50 yds off the road on the left in the clearing dressed in sort of kilts.
He went and spoke to these guys, to see if they had a torch, but they completely ignored him. He went back to his car and saying they were ignorant bastards, but they were wearing kinda leather kilts.
He decided to drive on slowly a couple of miles further down the road, until he got to a sorta farmhouse place on the left, where there was a couple of folk speakin outside, so he pulled in and asked if he could borrow a torch. When he tried the lights in the car however they were working Ok.
He asked the folk about these weirdos back up the road, and the folk gave a strange look and told him he'd been had, and said he seen Roman soldiers at a Signal station.
He went right back along the road to the clearing, and found nothing except a mound of earth. No wooden tower, nae bonfire, nae kunt. He high-tailed his Merc out of there all the way back to Dundee.
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Billy_Hainey wrote:
He asked the folk about these weirdos back up the road, and the folk gave a strange look and told him he'd been had, and said he seen Roman soldiers at a Signal station.
He went right back along the road to the clearing, and found nothing except a mound of earth. No wooden tower, nae bonfire, nae kunt. He high-tailed his Merc out of there all the way back to Dundee.
Eh! Dinghies!
This sort of subject is right up my street. The dreams, I can believe in, as these sort of things occur on a subconscious level and you don't get to be much more in your subconcious mind than when you are dreaming.
But things like bumping into a big squad of 'ancients' and taking them as being real......for me, this can only happen when one is totally fucked on hallucinogenics or something. These phenomena exist like 'tape recordings' in the landscape, but they exist on a level so far removed from what we are tuned into on a daily basis, that one simply cannot be driving a E-type Jag one minute, and then stumbling across squad of Roman Soldiers the next............unless one is driving when one is totally smashed ( I [used to] do it all the time).
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Mercedes m8. E-Class not E-type.
And I've never said I believed it m8, and I've never told him I believe him and his missus either. I just recounted the story.
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Billy_Hainey wrote:
Mercedes m8. E-Class not E-type.
And I've never said I believed it m8, and I've never told him I believe him and his missus either. I just recounted the story.
Ah, an E-Class Mercedes! You should have made that clear!
In that case the boy's tale of getting rubbered by a bunch of Roman Legionairres will be straight up!
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Mat,i think that's the first time you've posted on here and not mentioned the World's impending doom financially.
Good lad
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TEK wrote:
Mat,i think that's the first time you've posted on here and not mentioned the World's impending doom financially.
Good lad
And on the note of the worlds invevitable although perhaps not so pending financial doom......
We are all fucked by the way. Next time around it will be the sovereigns (governments) and not just the financial institutions who are declared insolvent and the 'bail outs' will come from the financial elites (i.e. the bond holders of the financial institutions whom our governments gave the $ trillions to at our expense) who will exchange thier 'credit worthiness' for a system of despotic control.
You heard it here first...unless you tune into Davic Icke . com, in which case this will all be second hand recycled boring constantly repeated old shite......(which don't stop it all being PHACT)
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MatTheCat wrote:
Billy_Hainey wrote:
Mercedes m8. E-Class not E-type.
And I've never said I believed it m8, and I've never told him I believe him and his missus either. I just recounted the story.Ah, an E-Class Mercedes! You should have made that clear!
I did. Post #5. Paragraph 1. Last Sentence.
Anyway since doom is on the cards, I'm off to the Hulltoon for a few beers with some of my ghoulish buddies and hope to spend the evening in the company of some vamps and banshees. Just don't tell my missus, coz she's a right witch.
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TEK wrote:
As it's Halloween i thought we would have a supernatural related thread.
I am 99.99% certain in my mind that there is nothing after this life,we don't go anywhere.
BUT...
There are still a few things that have happened to me or people i know i find very hard to explain rationally.I will give you a couple of examples.
1.A few years Mrs Tek was in Monklands Hospital for a couple of weeks.I had the house to myself and was just tidying up a bit before i went up to the night time visit.I ran a sink full of dishes in boiling hot water and left them to steep,deciding i would do them when i got back home.Out i went to drive to the hospital.
Got back must have been a good 2 and a half to 3 hours later and as i go through the back door which leads into my kitchen i hear water running.The tap in the kitchen sink where i had left the dishes to steep is going at full pelt (and i mean as far as you can turn the tap to ON).The dishes are however at the same point water wise as they were roughly.Now i had been out the house as i say for going on 3 hours so if i had left the tap running (not that i would ever turn the tap on so heavy) the whole kitchen would have now been flooded.
It felt almost like something or someone had seen me walking up the garden path and wanted to fuck with me.Still gives me the creeps when i think about it.
2.There used to be a picture of my grand parents on their fireplace.Both at a wedding or something,Granda looking very smart in a suit and tie etc.Anyway,years ago my brother told me that he had had a dream about that picture and it was on fire and the side of the picture my Granda was on burnt away.
Woke up the next day to find out the horrible news that he's dropped dead instantly from a massive heart attack.How can someone explain that?Coincedence?Maybe.But very fucking strange indeed IMO.
Really hope you're right in line 2 or eh could be fucked wi bits missing.
1. That overflow's a wonderful thing.
2. Coincidence.
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I'm not sure if you class this as supernatural or what but I've had a few "I see/hear dead people" moments.
Some time ago I was walking up the Conshy from town to my mums and I heard this mouthie music, really loud and in focus around me but couldn't see where it was coming from, there were other people abour an no one else was taking notice of it, and as I walked further up the hill the volume stayed the same then just stopped.
Thought it was a bit weird but didn't think anything of it, got to my mums about 15 mins later and when I walked in she told me my uncle had died about 15 mins ago, we were very close and he was always playing his mouthie whenever I seen him.
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arabugsy wrote:
1. That overflow's a wonderful thing.
2. Coincidence.
1.Nae chance Bugs.I've got an old fashioned steel sink and don't have the waste disposal bit at the side,just a totty wee overflow at the top.To test out your theory though i just turned both taps on (in an empty sink) and within about 2-3 minutes it was already starting to brim over onto the steel drainage board bit.As i said i was out the house for 2 or 3 HOURS.
2.A coindedence yes,perhaps.But a pretty damn strange one i think you'll agree.I think like Mat alluded to that when you're dreaming you can tap into something on some subconcious level.
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stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Uri Geller's story's are more plausible
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stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Did your hoose in baldovan have stairs in it???
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St Obswell wrote:
stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Uri Geller's story's are more plausible
Spooning G
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seggyboy73 wrote:
stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Did your hoose in baldovan have stairs in it???
no...but my latest house does
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stobievulture wrote:
seggyboy73 wrote:
stobievulture wrote:
the week after we moved into our house i got up one morning,done the usual pish, washed, and brushed my teeth..walked downstairs to get my cornflakes and opened the drawer to get a spoon...now we'd just got married so had loads of cuttlery fae presents..every single tea spoon was out the drawer at the of the sink and one single tablespoon was in the small bit for teaspoons, bent perfectly in half to fit in.... thats my lot ... was weird likes
Did your hoose in baldovan have stairs in it???no...but my latest house does
Does it have a cat flap
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St Obswell wrote:
stobievulture wrote:
seggyboy73 wrote:
Did your hoose in baldovan have stairs in it???no...but my latest house does
Does it have a cat flap
nein...speaking of the supernatural...thats whats coming oot your glencarse the morin after eating thon
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TEK wrote:
arabugsy wrote:
Really hope you're right in line 2 or eh could be fucked wi bits missing.
1. That overflow's a wonderful thing.
2. Coincidence.1.Nae chance Bugs.I've got an old fashioned steel sink and don't have the waste disposal bit at the side,just a totty wee overflow at the top.To test out your theory though i just turned both taps on (in an empty sink) and within about 2-3 minutes it was already starting to brim over onto the steel drainage board bit.As i said i was out the house for 2 or 3 HOURS.
2.A coindedence yes,perhaps.But a pretty damn strange one i think you'll agree.I think like Mat alluded to that when you're dreaming you can tap into something on some subconcious level.
Fair enough TEK, the scientific rebuttal is based on sub-standard waste systems, so maybe speak to arabplumber?
How about you disturbed a burglar trying to do your dishes?
Clutching at straws here or I could be in real trouble.
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over 20 years ago whilst walking with my mate past old wasteground this old guy approached us and asked my mate if he recognised him my mate replied no and old guy told him he was his godfather and to tell my mates mum n dad he was asking for them both, when my mate told his parents this later that day they looked at each other said it cant be your godfather he passed away when you were two, they then got old pic album out and showed us both pics of him and it was the guy we saw earlier without any doubt
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My one still gives me the jitters and I canny explain it
The Father In-Law passed away a few years back in Forfar and after the cremation we took his ashes to Inverary on the West Coast as this is where the wife’s family are originally from and buried them in the graveyard in the village.
Fast forward a year on and we are on holiday at Helensburgh and decide to visit some family in Inverary so me the wife and our daughter who is 3yrs head off and have a nice day round the castle, lunch with the family etc etc.
As we get into the car to head home I say “Do you want stop” making a point not to mention the place or her dad and the wife just answers “yes”
So I stop the car at the side of the road and you need to walk up a wee hill to get to the cemetery so me and the wee one stay in the car and off the wife goes.
We are sitting in the car and Abby begins to giggle in the back of the car for no reason I say what you laughing at and she says “Granda” and starts to giggle again.
I say “What did you say” and she answers again “Granda” again and I ask “where” and she says “there in the trees”.
I’m now shitting my breeks as the wife gets back into the car I say “Abby tell Mummy what you said” and she says again “Granda in the trees” and then says “Granda loves you Mummy”
Car in first gear and I’m off like the clappers with the wife crying in the front.
I’m no going back to Inverary again lets put it that way.
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A good few stories. Need to be there to experiance it though.
MD, your story had me pissing myself at the end some how. Did you piss him off or something? As much as I would be shitting myself I think I would also be intrigued as. Only if its not dark though!
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Hamiltonarab wrote:
A good few stories. Need to be there to experiance it though.
MD, your story had me pissing myself at the end some how. Did you piss him off or something? As much as I would be shitting myself I think I would also be intrigued as. Only if its not dark though!
Haha never though of that HA hopefully he is stuck in Inverary and no able to visit oor bedroom Was unexplainable as when he died Abby was only just turned 2 so wasn't at the buring of his ashes as she stayed with my folks that day and we never mentioned anything about him that day so there was no way of her knowing where we were.