Tell your Tales! Best Stories are first hand ones

once during an OBE i flew outside of earth and looked at the planet and saw that earth was engulfed in a gray cloud. i had the feeling that it was on purpose so that no one knows we are here.

Thats very interesting. Did you have a feel of it being for good or bad?

bad, but then again in the grand scheme of things i understand that God allows ALL things and these are lessons to be had, to be learned from, and to finally be done with in order to move on to new things.

Great insight! How did you have your OBE?

robert monroe

robert monroe?

Robert Monroe. Specifically, his last two books. Not so much about how to OBE, but what he finds during his OBEs. Changed my life. Completely. Deep esoteric.

Is it crazy stuff?

have told this before, but here goes:

I saw a black orb - not that I knew that term at the time - come flying through the wall of my house. It hit me on the leg.

I was lying on the couch. I immediately looked onto the Persian carpet to see what on earth it was. A superball from the sixties maybe? There was nothing.

the place it hit on my leg hurt. I was completely astonished. Not freaked. More like "how did you just make that happen? was it a trick of some kind?" to my husband.

but of course it was not a "trick". Then I became frightened.

asked a rabbi we know what it might have been. He asked: Do you have enemies?

asked a Wiccan - she said since it happened around October 30th, it could have to do with the thinning of the veil. We had finished renovating the house a few weeks before, so some felt we had disturbed something.

no resolution - just the start of all kinds of voices and things in the house.

heard by all family members as time has gone on, even the ones who roll their eyes when you discuss stuff like this.

So this is just one area - this house. we have experiences on almost a seasonal basis in religion, but that is a different post!

hope this thread gains traction.

Last Edited by beeches on 11/04/2015 08:32 AM

Wow, that is crazy! Almost like you were in the way and it was bulldozing through you!

thanks for posting!

A bunch of us went out for drinks after work last year just before Halloween.. Our friend Jake who just turned 21 hooked up with this hot, I mean smoken hot lady.. They go back to her place.. They start fooling around for awhile and she asks Jake to tie her up while they fool around~? After pleading Jake finally agrees..

So after a few hours of this~? She asks Jake.. Can I tie you up~? Jake agrees and she ties him up.. When she get him all tied up~? Her husband jumps out of the closet in a crotch-less batman costume and ass rapes Jake for like 3 or 4 hours..

Jake is now~? Not okay and had to be institutionalized.. His parents stopped by and cleaned out his locker.. We didn't know what happened to Jake until the police came by work and interviewed the people who were our with him that night.. They case hasn't went to trial yet..

Moral of the story~? Not sure.. But, I now tremble in fear
every time I see a picture of Batman..

I work in a cemetery and they just installed new security cameras. Coworker and our boss caught a white orb turn black and zoom around on camera and then zoom away. I haven't seen it first hand though

dang, you have any footage?

I love this thread, I have so many experiences. I will have to think. I'll be back!

Last Edited by Esoterica on 11/04/2015 09:15 AM

Thank you!

dang, you have any footage?

This one still puzzles me.

So about 1982, I was in the computer business, when a 5MB disk drive was bigger than a large microwave oven. Had a client in Cincinnati who needed one urgently and we were really busy so I asked Mike, one of my maintenance techs if he knew anyone who could drive it up there.

So next morning his friend and some young guy came by, picked up the drive and took it to the client.

When they returned I was in the office alone and the driver came up with the $5000 check for the drive and I wrote him a check for the delivery work. The other young guy, maybe 19 or 20 kind of stood back by the wall and said nothing.

I glanced at him, and they left together.

I then blurted out loud, referring to the kid "I don't know who you are sucker, but you are dead".. Immediately I thought "now why did I say that?"

I thought no more about it until about a week later Mike called me and said he would not be in to work on Monday, that he had to go to the funeral of his cousin. I asked who the cousin was and did I ever meet him. His response; "It was the guy who rode to Cincinnati with Donnie to deliver the RK05 disk drive"

The kid had flipped his car into a huge ditch at an interchange near town, could not get his seat belt off and drowned in his own blood.

Haunts me to this day how I knew the kid was going to die.

I should preface this that I live in the middle of the Arizona desert on a ranch.

Back in the 80's I was busy installing an echo microphone on my wifes CB radio in her Jeep. After installing it I tested it on channel 17 of the CB radio, listening on another vehicle in my yard.

Later that night, I had a dream of being paralyzed in my bed and being unable to warn my wife about the 8 foot tall alien with glowing green eyes staring in our window and psychically paralyzing me to the bed.

Apparently the aliens were pissed off about me screwing around on CB channel 17 earlier since UFO's use that channel.

Wow those are all creepy!

That would really haunt me to blurt something like that out

I'll try and summarize this, it is worth reading though...

After beginning to see 11:11 in 2003, I began to 'wake up'. I started having prophetic dreams, and experiencing daytime hallucinations, and having 'foreign thought forms' rolling around in my head.

But the thought forms were the true mystery. What I initially believed were coming from me, I was perplexed why I was thinking these thoughts on committing suicide and hurting others horribly. I was not like that, I was pretty happy with things so it was certainly weird to have this thought forms in my mind.

They weren't audible.

For ten years I studied this phenomena and suffered. I learnt a massive amount about the occult and its ways of influencing people. I familiarized myself with the various secret societies.

At the mid of 2012, I was researching shit on GLP and the word 'Jinn' came up. I'd have never seen this word before so I began to research it.

It was Jinn. Everything I was reading was exactly what I was going through. I was being influenced by a Jinn. Absolutely, 100%, I had a Jinn problem.

I went for a walk outside that night, and I very clearly forcibly said, "So your a Jinn huh? What is your name!"

I heard now, for the first time, an awful voice, scream with so much anger and resentment, "Azazel!!!" He was in agony saying his name. I was shocked beyond belief.

I said, "Well Azazel, nice to meet you, guess what, I know your name now and its only a matter of time before I win this and kick you the fuck out", or something to that effect.

I also have never heard this name before, so If I wasnt even more fucked up but the last hour, the demonic Q/A I just had, when I went back inside and looked up Azazel. I had a full blown watcher issue.

It took about 3-4 weeks of constant internal dialouge with Azazel to drive him out. When I was cooking, I'd ask if he'd like some more pepper...when I did laundry I'd ask if he had anything he'd like to put in...over and over and over I involved him in EVERYTHING I did. I said good morning to him, goodnight to him, I told him about himself with the research I dug up. I constantly nattered to him like an excited little puppy with a new toy. I was smothering him with attention and kindness, the exact opposite on how he lived with me for the past decade.

But everything I was going through in the ten years kicked into overdrive. After the second week I truly thought I was going to snap and loose my mind. I was in a battle for my life. I guarded my thoughts so closely so that he wouldnt know how close he was.

Then one morning I woke up, and I felt silence. I knocked on 'that door', said hello...and nothing. The first time in 10 years, I had complete silence. It lasted a day, then two, ten, thirty...and now up at three years....

I fucking won.

This is a true story.

If you have an addiction or any sort of mental issue. Please, I urge you to do your own research. I have never been more healthy than I am now in the past three years.

Jinn and the best kept secret and the key to probably over 90% of all societal issues that man kind is having today.

Ask me a question if youd like, but dont hate. Because trust, me from what I already went through above, you cant fucking touch me now.

Wow, thats awesome! Nicely done sir. Thanks for posting. I think many people are experiencing what you experienced

there are no mysteries to reveal that haven't already been revealed under these two scratches with this convey scratch > T Ceti H.C.Radnarg or spokescritter . all the mysteries have been unsealed by the " christ beast " whether the nations like it or not . you just google any so called mystery with those two scratches . if you wanna know more , fix your two sets of dna and rna so your telepathy will also work . I have the strongest telekinesis though of the rest of you as a safeguard for the ancient ones and you current hybrids of the ancient ones . wake up hybrids , you are being played against one another, so play back against them .

All I can say is thank you for posting that.. I think you just might have explained one of the things that's been a major problem in my life

Been visited by hooded shadows, took me to the abyss and made me aware they were watching.

Been visited by a watchful eye that told me to create my own matrix.

Been laughed at by animals possessed by spirits.

Been mentally fucked by a cesspool of delusional thought, hatred, love, fear, anger and indifference.

Been sucked dry of my life force by the black shades of hell while I slept.

Been observant of strange things on the horizon.

Been aware of my own insanity.

Been to the void and crawled out of my own disaster.

Been made the bitch of the universe and I am grateful for the strength it has bestowed upon me.

Those are only a synopsis, what of the stories?

This happened while I was working at what you would call a bodega in NYC. This was a day like any other. I had my co-worker there with me, he was taking care of some things in the back while I manned the register. The phone rings, like it would do 100 times a day so thinking nothing of it I pick it up and answer with our usual store greeting.

On the other end was what sounded like a young fella who was asking for directions to our store. Nothing about this seemed out of the ordinary so I casually ask where he was coming from, just so I could tell him which bus or train to take. He proceeds to tell me he’s at a payphone and the cross-streets he gives me let me know that he’s way too far from us. There was absolutely nothing special about our store and there are probably about 100 stores just like ours between us and where he was.

I ask him why he wants to go so far out of his way just to come to our store, at which point he reveals he has a “balm” to deliver, at least that’s what I heard at that moment – the other option was too insane to even consider.

I politely ask him to repeat what he just said and he, calmly as ever, says the same thing except this time he made sure to enunciate the word bomb. At this point I realize he might be serious and he may already know exactly where we are so my only instinct is to keep him on the phone as long as possible and find out as much as I can.

My next question to him was: “Why do you have to deliver a bomb to us?” To which he replied: “Because my people told me to”. His tone of voice throughout this whole exchange told me that this was no prank call, this guy was completely serious. I decide to continue with my line of questioning, just to see how far I can take it, so I ask: “Who are your people?” to which he replies: “My tribe”. Naturally, my next question was "Who's your tribe?" "My people" he says, so we're just going in circles here. By now I don’t even know what to say anymore so he chimes in with: “Are you going to give me directions or not?”

I knew that even if I gave him the right directions, it would take him at least an hour to get to us so I figured I had nothing to lose and not wanting to agitate him, I gave him directions to the other side of town, I figured he wouldn't know the difference either way. He thanked me and said he’d be seeing me soon, which was pretty creepy considering the delivery he was trying to make.

This being NYC, every bomb threat is taken very seriously and the cops swarmed the place probably within a minute of me calling it in. I gave them his location and they said they would try to trace the call and go see if there are any cameras. Thankfully, I never heard from him again and no one suspicious ever came by the store so I guess his tribe told him to lay low for a while. I was truly creeped out for the next couple of days.

The story is I died a death that never existed.

I have many stories to share. I'll be back later to post them.

I once blacked out and beat up a guy, but I do not remember anything of it. I was completely lucid before and after, but not during the actual beating. I do not know what came upon me. This was many years ago.