treeguy64
Hari Om, y'all!
- Location
- Austin, TX.
OK, I'll get into what happened to me, here. I am NOT some paranormal-believing kook, I assure you, but this stuff is very strange, and did happen to me exactly as described:
1. Five years old. Walking to school with Debby C. at 7:45 AM. On the SE corner of 73rd and Clyde. Heard a noise, looked up, saw a huge metal disk, about sixty feet in the air, directly above me. Saw all kinds of mechanical workings on the underside of the disk. Next thing I knew, I was at home, it was 4 PM. Started having vivid dreams about being led through a museum, of sorts, by a little man creature. I was shown dioramas, and asked to comment on them. Kept seeing this shape forming in my mind but I could never see it form to completion. It frustrated me. Not until I saw "Close Encounters of The Third Kind" did I get any idea what was happening with that shape. Never talked to Debby C. about the experience, even though we got together as teenagers for an ill-fated, awkward tryst. Heard, forty-five years later, from a good friend of mine, who lived about five houses down from that corner, that she used to be taken to the apartment building that stood there, on the corner, to see a "doctor." That makes no sense, as doctors had their own offices even back in 1957. Very, very weird.
2. Went to see "Operation Eichmann," alone, when it came out. I was eight years old. The opening scene shows Jewish people herded into gas chambers, and when they are inside the "shower rooms," being gassed. I panicked, leaving the theater in tears. I had always been scared of this old steam laundry, when I passed by and heard the steam hissing and saw it escaping from the old, industrial tilt windows that lined the wall, street-side. I now started putting things together: I had had vivid "recollections" of being a skinny, little kid, naked in a tub, with another skinny kid, as a big man in a uniform, with a Swastika on his arm, prodded both of us with the butt of his rifle, laughing all the time. The movie's opening sequence clicked a switch in my brain. I figured I must have had a past life. Remember, I was only eight years old. I knew nothing about such a thing, at that time. Again, very, very weird.
3. When wife #2 and I moved into the house I'm still in, thirty years later, I used to see this old woman, with long, white hair, wearing a diaphanous, flowing blue nightgown, walking through the hallway, when I was in the den, watching TV. I asked my wife if she had ever seen anyone in the hallway, anyone other than our family, and she accurately described the woman I saw. I figured it must have been some lighting effect from the tv screen, hitting the walls in the hallway. However, one night, when I was watching TV, I thought I saw wife #2 walk by and go into our workout room. I called her name, and then went and opened the room's door to see what she was up to. The room was pitch black, and she wasn't in it! The hair on the back of my neck rose like a spooked cat's fur! The woman only appeared a few more times. This was many years ago.
Alright, everyone, let's hear your unexplainable, true stories. I have a few more, but nothing like the three, above.
1. Five years old. Walking to school with Debby C. at 7:45 AM. On the SE corner of 73rd and Clyde. Heard a noise, looked up, saw a huge metal disk, about sixty feet in the air, directly above me. Saw all kinds of mechanical workings on the underside of the disk. Next thing I knew, I was at home, it was 4 PM. Started having vivid dreams about being led through a museum, of sorts, by a little man creature. I was shown dioramas, and asked to comment on them. Kept seeing this shape forming in my mind but I could never see it form to completion. It frustrated me. Not until I saw "Close Encounters of The Third Kind" did I get any idea what was happening with that shape. Never talked to Debby C. about the experience, even though we got together as teenagers for an ill-fated, awkward tryst. Heard, forty-five years later, from a good friend of mine, who lived about five houses down from that corner, that she used to be taken to the apartment building that stood there, on the corner, to see a "doctor." That makes no sense, as doctors had their own offices even back in 1957. Very, very weird.
2. Went to see "Operation Eichmann," alone, when it came out. I was eight years old. The opening scene shows Jewish people herded into gas chambers, and when they are inside the "shower rooms," being gassed. I panicked, leaving the theater in tears. I had always been scared of this old steam laundry, when I passed by and heard the steam hissing and saw it escaping from the old, industrial tilt windows that lined the wall, street-side. I now started putting things together: I had had vivid "recollections" of being a skinny, little kid, naked in a tub, with another skinny kid, as a big man in a uniform, with a Swastika on his arm, prodded both of us with the butt of his rifle, laughing all the time. The movie's opening sequence clicked a switch in my brain. I figured I must have had a past life. Remember, I was only eight years old. I knew nothing about such a thing, at that time. Again, very, very weird.
3. When wife #2 and I moved into the house I'm still in, thirty years later, I used to see this old woman, with long, white hair, wearing a diaphanous, flowing blue nightgown, walking through the hallway, when I was in the den, watching TV. I asked my wife if she had ever seen anyone in the hallway, anyone other than our family, and she accurately described the woman I saw. I figured it must have been some lighting effect from the tv screen, hitting the walls in the hallway. However, one night, when I was watching TV, I thought I saw wife #2 walk by and go into our workout room. I called her name, and then went and opened the room's door to see what she was up to. The room was pitch black, and she wasn't in it! The hair on the back of my neck rose like a spooked cat's fur! The woman only appeared a few more times. This was many years ago.
Alright, everyone, let's hear your unexplainable, true stories. I have a few more, but nothing like the three, above.
