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Edited by
SheikOfLaBroquerie
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Mon 03/09/15 01:00 PM
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Kaustiv1...
Asalaamoo Alicom to You too! The ultimate purpose, at this point in time, for such events to be told... Is that people are actually made conscience of a spiritual realm. This is really the only reason I've spoken of this event. To be sure, Spirit (Ghost) and the physical body exist together till we expire. Then, the body is useless and must be disposed of. The Spirit on the other hand will continue to exist and must be marshaled to its place. What forces were at work in this house were likely not departed Human Souls, though. |
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some would say to just let sleeping dogs lie... To be sure, I'll not go looking for trouble in such places. Well, Pansytilly... You wanted an eye-full! I hope You find this sobering enough. |
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Not seen a ghost, but I've seen ghostbusters, great movie 
For me, that is the only kind of ghosts I believe in 
Unless you see a real one. Lol. I'll send one of the ghosts who visits me, to you, if you like lol he he 
Yes, please send one my way. And since you have the option of "sending", can I also "request" a certain one? |
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some would say to just let sleeping dogs lie... To be sure, I'll not go looking for trouble in such places. Well, Pansytilly... You wanted an eye-full! I hope You find this sobering enough. Holly Moses Sheik (no pun intended) That ghost story made the hairs on my neck stand up |
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Edited by
SheikOfLaBroquerie
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Mon 03/09/15 01:10 PM
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Now, You know why I shave my head and neck all the time, Joe.
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'Waalayikum Assalaam' Sheikh. I appreciate your 'words of wisdom' & thank you for the same. Stay smiling & keep rocking.
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Many years ago, about 30 years ago, when I was a much younger man, I was staying with my eldest brother in the town of Portage La Prairie, in the province of Manitoba, Canada. Unemployment was very high and staying at my brother's house while it needed to be finished was better than staying with my contentious father. I had some under-the-table work with a local contractor that was part-time employment and it meant I had some time after-hours to go and flirt with the local girls. Remember, I'm about 21 years old and seeking-out female company was paramount at this point in my life. There was this one young lady who's name I'll not relate as she may very-well still be a resident of Portage La Prairie. She was stunningly beautiful but sadly she did have one very pronounced physical deformity that probably served to have her ostracized by many people. (Life Is Unfair) The more I think about the events of this one evening, the more I realize she probably didn't want the events that occurred, if they got-out, to be tied to her affliction. I'll call her, 'Vee' as the dialogue will be easier. Late one Summer night, I was walking back with Vee to her house. We were walking up a back-lane and while Vee's back was turned to a very common looking house further up the way, I was talking and joking and going-on as I do... I happened to notice in this house lights flashing and moving about. I thought nothing of it... Saying to myself, "Some Kids with flash-lights playing before they go to sleep in their bedrooms." Vee having not seen anything as her back was turned, and my not thinking this was anything worth mentioning, continued to walk up the lane. Now, we're both point-blank in the back lane facing this house. There was a very well maintained white fence that was between us and this house, and it was at this point I noticed something wrong. In the middle of this very well maintained fence was a HUGE hole! This wasn't any ordinary hole in a fence, it was 3 feet across and had feathered black scorch marks in all directions around it. I exclaimed to Vee, "Who the Hell lives in a house with a fence like that?" Vee looked at me then at the fence. "What are You talking about?" she replied. "Well, who lives in place like this with a BIG hole blasted through their fence?" I replied. Vee has now stepped away from both me and this fence. Looking-on with this vacant look on her face. I've moved toward the hole to see if there was anything beyond the seemingly unending black void. I could see nothing and as I stooped over to peer-in, a cold feeling came over me, causing me to back-away. I turned to Vee once more and pressed her, "Come On...! Somebody owns this place and who keeps a fence like that?" Vee calmly replied, "Nobody lives there." "Nobody has lived there for years." "Somebody lives there, I remember seeing lights in this house as we were walking up the lane, back over there!" I replied. "You, saw lights on in THAT house?" replies Vee. Vee continued, "You don't understand... Nobody, lives in that house, and everybody in this neighborhood knows that place is haunted." "Let's walk quickly," I replied as I took her hand. When she got back to her house I said, "Good Night" and she went inside. There was no need to go-back in the same direction I'd come, as my brother's house was way North of the town. I started my lonely trek back to my brother's, and it's getting close to mid-night. As my luck or fate would have it... A Police car pulls-up beside me and the Officer rolls-down the window. "Where are You going, Pal...? We haven't seen You before." "Back to my brother's place by the Peony Farm... I'm staying with him and have some temporary work here," I replied. "We'll give You a ride, if You want!" said the Police. "Okay, thanks Guys!" and I climbed in the caged back portion of the Cruiser. I wasn't finished thinking about what just happened only about 20 minutes earlier. "Hey, You Guys got anything else better to do, because I just left a very strange site in town?" "What do You want us to look at, Pal?" As they pulled a U-turn. "I just came back from a house with this BIG hole in its fence facing the back lane... Who keeps a place like that?" I directed the Police very easily back to the same back-lane. They seemingly, almost knew where to go. "Stop Here Boys!" I exclaimed. The head-lights of the Police car are shining straight on the portion of back-lane and fence that I was just at, no more than 30 minutes ago. I walked up to the same fence... And the hole was gone! It felt like all the blood had rushed out of my face and limbs. And NOW... And NOW... I've got two Cops to try to explain this to. 
I turned back to the Police Cruiser with its bright lights shining on both me and this fence that was as straight as a Dime and didn't have a board out-of-place. "Who the Hell fixes a fence in the middle of the night?" I exclaimed at the top of my lungs! Now bolder, I walk up to the fence and touched the boards expecting wet paint. They were dry. 
The Police move forward and said, "Come on back." (Very Calmly) "Listen You Guys, there was a hole in that fence half a hour ago!" I said nervously. The Police looked at each other, then back at me. "Just get back in the car, Pal." "Damn It...! I bet You Guys think I'm on drugs or something, right?" ************* Several Minutes Of Driving Later *********** The Police break their silence, "Listen Pal, we're taking You back to your brother's place and we want to forget about this night." "Do You Guys think I'm a Wack-job or what?" I replied. "No, no, no... We think You're okay, JUST DON'T GO BY THAT HOUSE AGAIN !!!!!" Replied the Police. I thanked them for the ride as I was standing at the top of my brother's drive-way, and asked, "You Guys know something about that house, that I don't?" "We're not allowed to discuss it, Pal... Now, get some sleep." And the Police sped-off. I never was able to get in contact with Vee again, and to this day I wonder if she actually saw the hole in the fence at the same time I did. To this day I wonder what that vacant look on her face meant. ***************************************************************** This is a true story from my past, and just like my account of the Ouija Board from my childhood it is no cause for bragging. I wouldn't deny this if I were on my death-bed. What a long interesting read! I believe you cos' there are a lot of unexplained supernatural and ghostly happenings in this world. Your story reminded me of the 'huge temple' someone saw in the forest behind where my house was. She swore that the temple was huge and it was so visible then, but it disappeared later. That explained the prayer instruments and chanting sounds that we heard coming from that side of the forests at times. |
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Amelinng...
Was there formerly a Temple of some-sort in the past that was in the area this Woman was claiming to see one? The phenomena of people being able to see and hear things in the Spirit Realm while others don't is a well documented event in the Bible. Case-in-point; The Apostle Paul (Still Saul) when fallen from his horse, hears and sees Jesus in the Spirit Realm, but Saul's travel companions don't see anything. (Acts 9: 3-9) |
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Amelinng... Was there formerly a Temple of some-sort in the past that was in the area this Woman was claiming to see one? The phenomena of people being able to see and hear things in the Spirit Realm while others don't is a well documented event in the Bible. Case-in-point; The Apostle Paul (Still Saul) when fallen from his horse, hears and sees Jesus in the Spirit Realm, but Saul's travel companions don't see anything. (Acts 9: 3-9) We are not sure if there was one there before, but it is a forest reserve now (yeah, my backyard's a forest reserve, and I love it)! But the thing was she was so sure she saw it one day, and then, when it disappeared she was puzzled and voiced it out, and we were like.....huh????? |
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Did she ever make any attempts to go and see the Shrine?
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Did she ever make any attempts to go and see the Shrine? See that shrine or see another shrine? Cos' where the temple building was, it is all trees since it is a forest reserve. The thing I feel about this place is that there were a lot of lost souls from WWII whereby some were executed by the Japs! People tended to run into the jungles then to hide, and there could have been a temple/s or shelters where people seek refuge. |
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The Japanese were in Kuala Lumpur during the second world war...?
(Holy Crap, Where Weren't They) 
I understand Your culture's Buddhist/Taoist thinking of the departed Souls as being restless. |
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My mum remembers when she had to run into the jungles with her mum, and they lived on roots and if lucky, sweet potatoes. My grandpa used to tell us of his escapades from being executed on the spot by the Japs...and grandma thought she would never see him again. But my sly grandpa managed to weasel out with some excuse/made up tips when questioned if he had seen soldiers or rebels in the area.
Some families were wiped out during that time.... and there are numerous mass graves all over the place that are never discovered! |
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some would say to just let sleeping dogs lie... To be sure, I'll not go looking for trouble in such places. Well, Pansytilly... You wanted an eye-full! I hope You find this sobering enough. Yup, better not go looking for them... It is interesting to find out what others have experienced regarding these things tho |
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Amelinng... Was there formerly a Temple of some-sort in the past that was in the area this Woman was claiming to see one? The phenomena of people being able to see and hear things in the Spirit Realm while others don't is a well documented event in the Bible. Case-in-point; The Apostle Paul (Still Saul) when fallen from his horse, hears and sees Jesus in the Spirit Realm, but Saul's travel companions don't see anything. (Acts 9: 3-9) I think there are areas in the world where there are portals or doors to other dimensions... Bermuda Triangle being the most famous one... Just as there are certain times and dates where spirits and demons are more active... Like holloween or all soul's day... Just as certain people will be naturally more sensitive to their presence, as those with a third eye... And those who train themselves to attain this third eye... |
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My mum remembers when she had to run into the jungles with her mum, and they lived on roots and if lucky, sweet potatoes. My grandpa used to tell us of his escapades from being executed on the spot by the Japs...and grandma thought she would never see him again. But my sly grandpa managed to weasel out with some excuse/made up tips when questioned if he had seen soldiers or rebels in the area. Some families were wiped out during that time.... and there are numerous mass graves all over the place that are never discovered! I've sat in the company of Hong Kong war veterans (Now Long Passed) and the stories of incarceration by the Japanese were overwhelming.
You and Your people, Amelinng, have my complete empathy. 
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I believe there are places that do hold in a " history" of horrible events and people who do have a 6th sense.
My Mom's best friend always claimed to be physic.. weejee boards, incense.. Tarot cards.. could talk to ghosts. ect ect.. we just laughed her off as a nut. She moved a few states away and on occasion her and my mother would call each other.. every fews months or so One night my Dad suffered a massive heart attack and died right there in the house ( His name was Bill). It was 3:30AM. and we (Mom and kids) were just standing there as the fire dept. police and paramedics started to take him out. nobody knew what happened yet... nobody.. it just had happened... it was 3:30AM The phone rang.. it was my Moms friend..( from a few states away) her first words were " what happened to Bill!!!". When told, and when asked,she said she was jolted out of her sleep and knew something terrible had happened to him. There was no way in the world she could have known what had just happened. I never laughed that stuff off again. |
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I believe there are places that do hold in a " history" of horrible events and people who do have a 6th sense. My Mom's best friend always claimed to be physic.. weejee boards, incense.. Tarot cards.. could talk to ghosts. ect ect.. we just laughed her off as a nut. She moved a few states away and on occasion her and my mother would call each other.. every fews months or so One night my Dad suffered a massive heart attack and died right there in the house ( His name was Bill). It was 3:30AM. and we (Mom and kids) were just standing there as the fire dept. police and paramedics started to take him out. nobody knew what happened yet... nobody.. it just had happened... it was 3:30AM The phone rang.. it was my Moms friend..( from a few states away) her first words were " what happened to Bill!!!". When told, and when asked,she said she was jolted out of her sleep and knew something terrible had happened to him. There was no way in the world she could have known what had just happened. I never laughed that stuff off again. You know, DDog, your story invoked the memory of the night my dad died more than 10 years ago.....because of the time of death. That night, my dad went out with his drink buddies, came back gay and drunk, and stumbled into bed. My mum and he had separate bedrooms, and during the night, my mum went to the toilet, and passing the window of my dad's room, she just fainted. We were told that she probably was in the path of the 'guardians' who were taking my dad away at that time, and so, she suffered the effects. It was 3plus in the night. She woke up, stumbled back into bed and didn't think much of it. My sis was puzzled why dad wasn't up the next morning, and went into his bedroom to find him with his eyes wide open, he had suffered a heart failure brought on by thyroid/Graves disease! My youngest brother was overseas at that time, but he arrived home that same day.... my siblings tried to close my dad's eyes, but couldn't though they all knelled down before my dad. It took my youngest brother's arrival home and his hands to close my dad's eyes. I did not manage to make it home as I was the only one in KL, and many hours drive away. I regretted being unable to reach home in time, and cried for years! The ache has lessened ..... but just remembering brings back the tears! |
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I have seen 4 ghosts in my 57 years, and have had many unexplained encounters too
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Please Do Relate The Accounts, WmLJ1957.
I, for one will not ridicule what You've seen. |
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