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Strange, But True.
#1
You are never truly alone.

As the coal miners of Great Britain began their year-long industrial action for better pay, a London woman -who'll
we'll call 'Anna' was sitting at home quietly reading. The snow had eased-up in early January and now it was just
one of those regular grey, miserable days that the UK was known for. The year was 1984.

Turning a page of her favourite book in the solitude of her family home, Anna became suddenly terrified as she
heard a incorporeal voice.
"Please don't be afraid. I know it must be shocking for you to hear me speaking to you like this, but this is the
easiest way I could think of.
My friend and I used to work at the Children's Hospital, Great Ormond Street, and we would like to help you."

To say Anna was dumbfounded would certainly not be the correct expression, a mysterious polite voice in an empty
room wasn't something the married woman enjoyed during her perusal of literature. Stifling a fit of panic, Anna aimed
her focus back on the book on her lap and when the voice spoke again, she suddenly realised it was in her head.
The terrified woman was certain now, she strongly believed she had simply 'gone mad'.

Anna had heard of the specialised Hospital in London, but unaware of the location and knew she had never visited it.
Her own children were fine and had no health issues, her husband -who was at work at the time, also had no concerning
medical condition. The voice reiterated ''To help you see that we are sincere, we would like you to check out the following''
and told Anna three separate pieces of information, which she did not possess at the time.

Even though the shaking Anna realised she needed to seek help of some kind, she went to look for evidence of the offered
undisclosed information and found that they were true. Nonetheless, all of this was still disturbing and so Anna made an
appointment with a nearby hospital.

After a check-up, the Doctors told the worried woman that she may be suffering from a type of anxiety and that rest would be
the best course of action. Anna disagreed and was so convinced by the mild-mannered vocalizations, she sought a meeting
with a psychiatrist.

Consultant psychiatrist Mr Ikechukwu Azuonye wrote about his treatment of the woman in the British Medical Journal.
In his essay, Mr Azuonye stated his patient had no previous illnesses, she'd been born in continental Europe in the mid-1940s,
and had settled in Britain in the late 1960s.

After receiving sessions of counselling and administering of some medication, Mr Azuonye said Anna appeared to be
cured of the hallucinatory utterances and looked relieved that her world had finally returned to normal.

To fortify the psychiatrist's and Anna's belief that the voice had gone, her jubilant husband organised an overseas vacation
for his wife, himself and their children. Lying in the warm sun with the ocean's waves soothing her body, Anna suddenly heard
a familiar sound in her head. This time there were two voices.

Staring around at her unaware family, the two voices spoke with a tone of urgency and told Anna that she must return to England
and seek a brain-scan. The pair of unknown speakers also stated an appropriate address to obtain such a procedure.

After explaining to her dubious husband that she believed there was a real problem, the family reluctantly returned to England
and Anna contacted the London address that the voice in her head had provided. However, a brain-scan -or CT Scan, being
such an expensive measure at the time, the specific department at the hospital declined Anna's request and told her she needed
to be recommended by a medical professional.

During the car ride to the hospital with her husband, Anna was told by the voices where to go and to ask to have a brain scan
for two reasons. The voices said she had a tumour in her brain and her brain stem was inflamed.

Anna pleaded with the consultant neurosurgeon and after being refused again, the frantic woman returned to Mr Azuonye for advice.
Realising that the tomography scan would be the only way to possibly quell Anna's mental concerns, the psychiatrist telephoned the
particular department and gave his approval.

The initial findings led to a repeat scan with enhancement scanning and after this secondary examination of Anna's skull, a left
posterior frontal parafalcine mass, which extended through the falx to the right side of her brain was discovered.
The Doctors ordered an immediate operation -which of course, the voices told Anna that they were fully in agreement with that
decision.

These were the notes of the operation, carried out in May 1984:
'A large left frontal bone flap extending across the midline was turned following a bifrontal skin flap incision.
Meningioma about 2.5" by 1.5" in size arose from the falx and extended through to the right side
 A small area of tumour appeared on the medial surface of the brain.
The tumour was dissected out and removed completely along with its origins in the falx.'and after a short while,
she would fully recover.'

Surrounded by her family, as Anna regained consciousness after the operation, the mysterious voices spoke for the final time.
They told her: "We are pleased to have helped you. Goodbye." 
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#2
You know, one could say that the tumor was putting pressure on parts of her brain, causing her to hallucinate the voices, and that the increasing pressure of the tumor growth lent the voices a sense of urgency at the beach...

... but that would not explain their parting message, after the tumor was excised.

'Tis a sometimes-strange world we inhabit.

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“The nature of psychological compulsion is such that those who act under constraint remain under the impression that they are acting on their own initiative. The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free. That he is not free is apparent only to other people.”

-Aldous Huxley

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#3
OK........

Kinda' creepy. Glad it worked out well for the woman.
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#4
Great story. 

"They" do warn us. I've been saved a few times by the voices in my head.  

Yeah, it happens.
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#5
10th August 2021.
Even the weather is laughing at our antics!



Quote:The storm demon: Teen photographer captures 'spooky' face in the clouds above his remote Aussie town

*Jarvis, 14, was runner-up in Junior Australian Photographer of the Year category

'A talented teenage photographer has captured the image of a lifetime from the Australian coastal town he
calls home. Jarvis Smallman, 14, from Hopetoun in Western Australia, snapped the remarkable cloud photo
last week, which appears to contain a 'spooky' face high up in the sky. 

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The image also features a rainbow poking out of the swirling, dusty cloud formation.
'It was taken before sunset after a day of school,' the Year 9 student from Ravensthorpe District High School
told Daily Mail Australia. 'I was happy with it.. it is a cool shot.'...'
Daily Mail:


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(08-11-2021, 11:54 AM)BIAD Wrote: 10th August 2021.
Even the weather is laughing at our antics!



Quote:The storm demon: Teen photographer captures 'spooky' face in the clouds above his remote Aussie town

*Jarvis, 14, was runner-up in Junior Australian Photographer of the Year category

'A talented teenage photographer has captured the image of a lifetime from the Australian coastal town he
calls home. Jarvis Smallman, 14, from Hopetoun in Western Australia, snapped the remarkable cloud photo
last week, which appears to contain a 'spooky' face high up in the sky. 

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The image also features a rainbow poking out of the swirling, dusty cloud formation.
'It was taken before sunset after a day of school,' the Year 9 student from Ravensthorpe District High School
told Daily Mail Australia. 'I was happy with it.. it is a cool shot.'...'
Daily Mail:

Quite spooky, somehow it looked like john malkovich face ....or that was the name that pop up
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(08-11-2021, 12:06 PM)Kenzo Wrote:
(08-11-2021, 11:54 AM)BIAD Wrote: [Image: attachment.php?aid=9789]

Quite spooky, somehow it looked like john malkovich face ....or that was the name that pop up

Con-Air 'Cyrus 'The Virus' Grissom'...?!!
It does look like him!
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(08-11-2021, 12:14 PM)BIAD Wrote:
(08-11-2021, 12:06 PM)Kenzo Wrote:
(08-11-2021, 11:54 AM)BIAD Wrote: [Image: attachment.php?aid=9789]

Quite spooky, somehow it looked like john malkovich face ....or that was the name that pop up

Con-Air 'Cyrus 'The Virus' Grissom'...?!!
It does look like him!

Yeeh , lol it`s him tinybigeyes
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#9
Just around 32 miles south of Boston Massachusetts, there's a town in the county of Bristol named Raynham.
Raynham is a place that is located in what some have titled "The Bridgewater Triangle".
It's a strange area where Ufos, Bigfoot, thunderbirds and other weird phenomena are regularly reported.
Raynham is also the residence of a chap called William Russo.

So what did Bill Russo see back in 1993?
.........................................................................

After finishing his midnight shift at Raynham Ironworks, Bill decided to take his dog for a quiet walk along
Cynthia Street. A deserted road with just the odd streetlamp, Bill and his German shepherd-Rottweiler mix
called Samantha took in the serenity of the wee-small hours.

Then suddenly, Samantha started to tremble like -as Bill put it, "shaking like a washing machine" and the
young man looked around in the darkness to see what could possibly be troubling his dog.

Samantha tugged at her leash and attempted to hide behind Bill's legs, confused with the behaviour, Bill
peered over to where one of the streetlights made a large circle on the tarmac and discovered what had
been agitating his whimpering pet.

It was an upright shape that had stepped into the pool of light and it was making a strange sound.
At first, Mr Russo thought it was a kid in a Halloween costume, a youngster dressed head-to-toe in a hairy
outfit and what was weirder, it was gesturing to him as it spoke a strange language.

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An artist's impression of the 'thing' Bill saw.             Mr Russo.                                                         The Bridgewater Triangle.

Reminding Bill of a stuffed teddy bear, the creature stood around three-to-four feet tall and sported a pot
belly. As its over-large eyes stared at the astonished man, it repeated the words as it gestured for Bill to
come closer.

"Keer, Keer. Ee Wan Chu... Keer, Keer. Ee Wan Chu" it said and even though he felt little fear for this bizarre
situation, Bill's concerns for his whining dog forced him to return home and maybe return later when the light
was better.

Bill never saw the creature again, but when asked, he believes the unearthly being standing in the light was
actually a Pukwudgie, a legendary creature said to lure humans into the woods to their deaths and it was
trying to say in English: "Here, here... We want you, come here".
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Pukwudgies are fascinating creatures. They are the Algonquian (language group, not tribe - kinda like Celt vs. Greek) version of "the little people".

Pukwudgie is the Wampanoag version of the term for them. Other names, in other tribes, include:

Chaneque - Aztec
Alux - Maya
Geow-lud-mo-sis-eg - Maliseet
Ircinraq - Yup'ik
Ishigaq - Inuit
Jogahoh - Iroquois
Mannegishi - Cree
Memegwesi/Memegawensi/Memengweshii/Pa'iins - Anishinaabe
Nimerigar - Shoshone
Nirumbee or Awwakkulé - Crow
Nunnupi - Comanche
Pukwudgie - Wampanoag
Yehasuri - Catawba
Yunwi Tsundi - Cherokee
Canotila - Lakota
Popo-li or Kowi Anukasha - Choctaw

There are more. Most all tribes had stories of them, and their own names for them. Legends of Little People were widespread in America among the natives.

More information on Puckwudgies:

Quote:20 Facts About The Pukwudgie, The Mischievous Creature Who Lurks In Forests

A Pukwudgie might be small, but it is deadly.

The Pukwudgie, Explained:

[*]Pukwudgies are magical creatures who live inside wooded areas and swamps. They are considered spirits of the forest.

[*]Pukwudgies can appear and disappear at will, confuse humans, create fire, launch poison arrows, use magic, and lure people to their deaths.

[*]Pukwudgies have the ability to shapeshift into dangerous animals, like cougars. They can also turn themselves into a combination of creatures and look half-human, half-porcupine if they choose.

[*]If you spot a Pukwudgie, you should leave it alone. Anyone who annoys one will be followed around by the creature and will either fall victim to its nasty tricks (like being stalked and having their memories forgotten) or they will meet a much deadlier ending.

[*]If you annoy a Pukwudgie, then they might kidnap your children, push you off a cliff, attack you with their short knives and spears, use sand to blind you, or persuade you to commit suicide.

[*]Pukwudgies resemble humans, except they are much smaller, have a canine-like nose, and have larger ears, lips, and fingers. They have been compared to trolls, goblins, and leprechauns.

[*]Pukwudgies are commonly found in areas with other forms of paranormal activity. They have been sighted near Fall River, which is close to the home of Lizzie Borden, the axe murderess. They have also been sighted in the haunted Moundsville State Penitentiary in Indiana and Round Rock in Texas where Bigfoot allegedly lives.

[*]The exact height of Pukwudgies is unknown. Some witnesses  claim they only reach two to three feet, but others believe they are knee-height.

[*]Native Americans believed that Pukwudgies used to get along with humans, but then turned against them.

[*]Legend says the reason Pukwudgies hate humans is because of the Wampanoag tribe. They adored Maushop the giant and were irritated by the Pukwudgies in the area who they considered a nuisance, even though the creatures were only trying to be helpful. The tribe asked the giant to get rid of the Pukwudgies, so he threw them out of the area, slaughtering some in the process.

[*]  Pukwudgie translates to person of the wilderness. Another common name used interchangeably is bagwajinini.

[*]Pukwudgies are the oldest mythical creatures in North America. Stories of Pukwudgies originated from the Wampanoag, Mohican, and Algonquin Indians. They believed the creatures dwelled in the woods and marshes of the Eastern Seaboard.

[*]Different regions have different views on Pukwudgies. Great Lake tribes believe they are mischievous but harmless. Northeast Algonquian tribes believe they will become violent if they are disrespected, but are fine if they are left alone.

[*]There have been a significant amount of Pukwudgie sightings in the woods of Massachusetts. The police have gotten so many reports that a Pukwudgie Crossing sign was erected near the Freetown State Forest.

[*]Pukwudgies have smooth, gray skin that sometimes glows.

[*]One woman claims she came across a Pukwudgie while walking her dog through the woods. Even though she left it alone and went home, the creature would commonly appear at her window and wake her up. These occurrences continued until she moved away.

[*]One man claims he saw a Pukwudgie with fur, glowing red eyes, and a nose like a wolf. When it ran away from him, it released a disturbing moan.

[*]Even though their appearance is off-putting, Pukwudgies have a sweet, floral scent.

[*]The Song of Hiawatha, an epic poem by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, mentions Pukwudgies. It was published in 1855.

“Far and wide among the nations
Spread the name and fame of Kwasind;
No man dared to strive with Kwasind,
No man could compete with Kwasind.
But the mischievous Puk-Wudjies,
They the envious Little People,
They the fairies and the pygmies,
Plotted and conspired against him.”

[*]Puckwudgies also appear in the Harry Potter series, written by J.K. Rowling. The creature now acts as a symbol and house at Ilvermorny School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.


The alternate term mentioned above, "Bagwajinini", is really just another spelling of Pukwudgie. When Indian languages were first recorded, there were no Indian alphabets, so white men recording the words spelled them phonetically, according to the sounds they heard. Algonquian languages have several crossover sounds like b for p when the p is barely plosive and somewhat voiced. there is no direct English equivalent sound, so they recorded as best they could. Shawnee has 4 consonant pairs like that, as well as a confusion of "s" for a soft, barely voiced "th" - "Tecumseh" is actually "Ti-kom-the".

I've never seen a Puckwudgie, but my first wife may have, when she was a child. She once told me the tale, which involved her stumbling upon it when she was playing in the woods in her childhood. She said it never spoke, and just sat there on a stump like it was lost or something, with it's chin in it's hands. She also mentioned that it was gray with smooth skin, as mentioned above, but which also fits the popular description of gray aliens.

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“The nature of psychological compulsion is such that those who act under constraint remain under the impression that they are acting on their own initiative. The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free. That he is not free is apparent only to other people.”

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(09-07-2021, 08:28 PM)Ninurta Wrote: Pukwudgies are fascinating creatures. They are the Algonquian (language group, not tribe - kinda like Celt vs. Greek) version
of "the little people"...

Thinking aloud, I recall a report from Deborah Hatswell's British Bigfoot map.

The account comes from woodland near the town of New Marske, not far from where I live.


Quote:"I regularly take my dog walking in some woods near the village of New Marske. These woods are called Errington Woods.
Well on New Years day I was on my usual walk with the dogs when I heard these chattering noises, it sounded like two men
muttering. and it sounded to me almost ape like.

I looked into the trees where the direction of the sounds were coming from and I came across these two creatures both stood
near a felled tree. They were about 3 feet tall and covered in tawny coloured hair. They were both males and I saw anatomy on
one. They looked like small primitive humans and one was wearing what I can only assume was a loin cloth.

They each had a mane of hair down their necks. They were very muscular and I got the impression that they were not children
or young, that they were fully grown. They were just two little men covered with golden tawny hair.

They stared at me for a few seconds and I got my mobile out. My black lab then started barking at them. As I was loading the
camera they shot off into the bushes and I had no chance to take a picture. They soon disappeared and I lost sight of them.
Any way that's my story as it happened..."

A pair of Pukwudgies...?
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(09-06-2021, 08:38 PM)BIAD Wrote: Just around 32 miles south of Boston Massachusetts, there's a town in the county of Bristol named Raynham.
Raynham is a place that is located in what some have titled "The Bridgewater Triangle".
It's a strange area where Ufos, Bigfoot, thunderbirds and other weird phenomena are regularly reported.
Raynham is also the residence of a chap called William Russo.

So what did Bill Russo see back in 1993?
.........................................................................

After finishing his midnight shift at Raynham Ironworks, Bill decided to take his dog for a quiet walk along
Cynthia Street. A deserted road with just the odd streetlamp, Bill and his German shepherd-Rottweiler mix
called Samantha took in the serenity of the wee-small hours.

Then suddenly, Samantha started to tremble like -as Bill put it, "shaking like a washing machine" and the
young man looked around in the darkness to see what could possibly be troubling his dog.

Samantha tugged at her leash and attempted to hide behind Bill's legs, confused with the behaviour, Bill
peered over to where one of the streetlights made a large circle on the tarmac and discovered what had
been agitating his whimpering pet.

It was an upright shape that had stepped into the pool of light and it was making a strange sound.
At first, Mr Russo thought it was a kid in a Halloween costume, a youngster dressed head-to-toe in a hairy
outfit and what was weirder, it was gesturing to him as it spoke a strange language.

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An artist's impression of the 'thing' Bill saw.             Mr Russo.                                                         The Bridgewater Triangle.

Reminding Bill of a stuffed teddy bear, the creature stood around three-to-four feet tall and sported a pot
belly. As its over-large eyes stared at the astonished man, it repeated the words as it gestured for Bill to
come closer.

"Keer, Keer. Ee Wan Chu... Keer, Keer. Ee Wan Chu" it said and even though he felt little fear for this bizarre
situation, Bill's concerns for his whining dog forced him to return home and maybe return later when the light
was better.

Bill never saw the creature again, but when asked, he believes the unearthly being standing in the light was
actually a Pukwudgie, a legendary creature said to lure humans into the woods to their deaths and it was
trying to say in English: "Here, here... We want you, come here".
tinyhuh

It may have been Beez (aka DB cowboy...) just saying, pot Kelly and strange language!
I still don't understand why the Kamikaze pilots wore helmets!
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(09-07-2021, 08:53 PM)BIAD Wrote:
(09-07-2021, 08:28 PM)Ninurta Wrote: Pukwudgies are fascinating creatures. They are the Algonquian (language group, not tribe - kinda like Celt vs. Greek) version
of "the little people"...

Thinking aloud, I recall a report from Deborah Hatswell's British Bigfoot map.

The account comes from woodland near the town of New Marske, not far from where I live.

There are tales from around the world of diminutive bigfoot-like critters. Indonesia's Ebu-Gogo, Malaysia's Orang Pendek, and the Mexican (Mayan) Alux, among others, and they all fit the bill for a tiny bigfoot, description-wise. Interesting to note that the Flores "Hobbit" was found in the home range of the Indonesian Ebu Gogo, and may have potentially been still in existence up to 11,000 years ago, well within the time of modern humans on the island. Makes me wonder of the Ebu Gogo legends may be based in scientifically proven fact, and if so, perhaps the others were as well.

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“The nature of psychological compulsion is such that those who act under constraint remain under the impression that they are acting on their own initiative. The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free. That he is not free is apparent only to other people.”

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(09-08-2021, 12:33 PM)Ninurta Wrote: There are tales from around the world of diminutive bigfoot-like critters. Indonesia's Ebu-Gogo, Malaysia's Orang Pendek,
and the Mexican (Mayan) Alux, among others, and they all fit the bill for a tiny bigfoot, description-wise.

Interesting to note that the Flores "Hobbit" was found in the home range of the Indonesian Ebu Gogo, and may have potentially
been still in existence up to 11,000 years ago, well within the time of modern humans on the island. Makes me wonder of the
Ebu Gogo legends may be based in scientifically proven fact, and if so, perhaps the others were as well...

I'm going to look into it further, it is interesting.
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Ninurta, good information you posted. I have looked into these Pukwudgies after a few experiences in the woods.

I have heard the sound of children who weren't there. This happened to me once here at my place in the woods and down the road about a mile from me to a friend of mine. It's like fairy glamour, they will lead you away into the woods and have you cross over into their realm for awhile (if you're lucky) or forever (if not).

The wee folk are all over the world and different cultures have different descriptions of them, but their interest in messing with humans is always similar. They can be invisible or materialize into most any forms they need to use and although they will sometimes get angry and come after people who see them, most times they are just going about their business and are merely curious when you appear to them in their world.
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(09-08-2021, 02:19 PM)Michigan Swamp Buck Wrote: Ninurta, good information you posted. I have looked into these Pukwudgies after a few experiences in the woods.

I have heard the sound of children who weren't there. This happened to me once here at my place in the woods and down the road about a mile from me to a friend of mine. It's like fairy glamour, they will lead you away into the woods and have you cross over into their realm for awhile (if you're lucky) or forever (if not).

The wee folk are all over the world and different cultures have different descriptions of them, but their interest in messing with humans is always similar. They can be invisible or materialize into most any forms they need to use and although they will sometimes get angry and come after people who see them, most times they are just going about their business and are merely curious when you appear to them in their world.

There's an irony here -if we accept the idea of 'other realms', and that is as modern humans, we've always
attached a streamlined high-technology position to it that implies futuristic connotations.

Anything that is 'hairy-related' and without apparel is seen as primeval, low in intelligence and even animalistic.
We perceive that all the other creatures on this planet have no or very limited consciousness and are unable to
grasp the idea of philosophical concepts like phenomenology and ethics.

Why...? because we've socially and religiously relegated them due to our own centuries-old inability to understand
the fundamental questions of what is life.

If you wear a suit and tie, own a fast car and have table manners, one's initial thoughts are that you are somehow
connected to success in a society.
If you are naked and live in a forest (must omit Ninurta's rituals here), you are judged to be with the beasts and unable
to perform functions that humanity would hold you in high regard for.

But still, here we have accounts of naked, hairy humanoids with the ability to speak to people -sometimes without using
a voice in our usual way and also the gift of being able to appear and disappear at will.
No box with toggles and pulsing lights, no smooth-skinned floating vehicle and no one-piece jumpsuit.
No signs of what we deem high technology.

Yet the accounts still come.
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(09-08-2021, 02:19 PM)Michigan Swamp Buck Wrote: Ninurta, good information you posted. I have looked into these Pukwudgies after a few experiences in the woods.

I have heard the sound of children who weren't there. This happened to me once here at my place in the woods and down the road about a mile from me to a friend of mine. It's like fairy glamour, they will lead you away into the woods and have you cross over into their realm for awhile (if you're lucky) or forever (if not).

The wee folk are all over the world and different cultures have different descriptions of them, but their interest in messing with humans is always similar. They can be invisible or materialize into most any forms they need to use and although they will sometimes get angry and come after people who see them, most times they are just going about their business and are merely curious when you appear to them in their world.

That's nothing I've ever heard, but I have heard OF it - people hearing children, usually sounding like they are at play, who turn out not to be there. That phenomena bears investigation.

I live in a long valley, called a "holler" or "hollow", that is about 5 or 6 miles long, bounded on each side by high ridges that come together at the "head" of the "holler" and merge there into a sort of cul-de-sac. In each of those ridges, along the length of the valley and perpendicular to it, other, smaller, hollows cut into the mountain sides that form the ridges like branches on the trunk of a tree, all opening at their mouths into the central valley. This valley is itself just another "holler" that cuts into a long ridge that is 25 or 30 miles long running southwest-northeast. It's like fractals - hollers branching from hollers ad infinitum.

My grandparents built this house. the one  that I live in, a long time ago. Before that, they lived in the holler directly across the valley from it, in a house on the side of that hollow, almost all the way up into the head of it. That is where my mother was born. If one continues past the remains of that house, and on to the top of the ridge, my family cemetery is up there, just on the other side of the road that runs along the top of that ridge, about 1100 meters distant from here where I sit. My family has been in this valley for nearly 200 years, but no one has lived in that holler for around 60 years. I have a picture of myself sitting on my great-great grandfather's lap when I was little. He was born in 1865, right at the end of the Civil War. His dad was a Confederate Cavalryman in that war, in Co. G, 10th KY Cavalry, CSA. The two people in that one picture lived over a continuous span of 156 years, and counting, with about a 4 or 5 year overlap.

So I have a little history on this spot.

Some times, late at night in the wee hours, I hear drums and singing, like one would hear at a pow wow, coming out of that holler across the valley, the one my mother was born in. This happens usually between 3 am and 5 am. I have sat on my porch in the middle of the night, listening to it and looking for any signs that there are people up there, such as the glow of a fire or the beam of a flashlight, or something like that, but have never seen anything, just heard it.

I've never gone up into the woods looking for the source while the drumming was going on. My eyes are not what they once were, and I'm not confident any more in my ability to sneak up on it in the dark without a light as I once could have, and of course taking a light would announce my approach, so I'd likely never get to the source anyhow before it went quiet.

Nor have I asked anyone else who lives here whether they have ever heard it or not. They already look at me a little strangely, and that would just give them another tale to tell about me... 

Other sounds I hear coming out of that holler in the night can be attributed to the nature surrounding me. A big ol' hoot owl with a booming hoot lives up there that I occasionally hear. it came down one night and sat in a walnut tree just on the other side of the creek hooting at me, but never has crossed the creek to come up here. I hear screeching and squealing coming out of the holler sometimes, which I chalk up to a fox barking over there in the woods. The drumming and singing, and one night some unearthly screams,  are the only things I hear coming out of there that I cannot attribute to nature.

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“The nature of psychological compulsion is such that those who act under constraint remain under the impression that they are acting on their own initiative. The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free. That he is not free is apparent only to other people.”

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(09-08-2021, 03:01 PM)BIAD Wrote: ...

Anything that is 'hairy-related' and without apparel is seen as primeval, low in intelligence and even animalistic.

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If you are naked and live in a forest (must omit Ninurta's rituals here), you are judged to be with the beasts and unable to perform functions that humanity would hold you in high regard for.

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minusculethinking

Well that certainly explains why the neighbors look at me funny!


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“The nature of psychological compulsion is such that those who act under constraint remain under the impression that they are acting on their own initiative. The victim of mind-manipulation does not know that he is a victim. To him the walls of his prison are invisible, and he believes himself to be free. That he is not free is apparent only to other people.”

-Aldous Huxley

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I saw this in the YouTube 'recommendations' and found it slightly amusing on a couple of levels.

First -but not insulting them, the sixties children's perceptions of a more mechanical world in the year 2000,
but their assumptions from such a robotic system and the unhappiness it may bring. Their opinions might've
seemed strange back then, but two decades on from the year they're commenting on, the imaginary world
of these children seems fairly harmless to what 2020/21 is actually about.
tinywondering

The second thing that made me smile were the children's accents. All well-schooled and not a regional tone
amongst them.
In my world at that time, they called them 'posh kids' back then!
(But were they wrong?)
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Very interesting replies from the Kids.

Now that Angry Asshole in the Tin Man Costume (from the Wiz of Oz) needs to grow up and fix his own problem's, starting with his Anger Issues and have an Adult Dress Him.

You can hear how the Atomic Bomb was a Very Big Issues, everyday in School they were probably acting out the Duck and Cover, even in China we had Duck and Cover exercises, from the Big Bad Americans.
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