Well Clear, you and i have talked about the ones i have had in the past but i shall spew them on here for the rest of you to read and enjoy them as well.

the fiost one comes from my mother. Now i wouldn't have believed it if my cunt of a sister had not told me the same story. when i was a runt, my family had a Ouija board in the house that my Mom and sister would use from time to time. It was early in the morning, i had not gotten out of bed yet and my sister, Mother and grandmother were sitting at the dining room table with the board spread out before them. they went through the rituals that everyone else had gone through to get the spirit they had wished to talk to. Unfortunately, this one wasn't the spirit they wanted, they had not realized it until later in the ceramony. The spirit answered all of the question, then went on it's own little tirade i guess after becoming enraged at their hands. It kepp spelling out a question, and only one question to my mother. "Do thoust wish to know thy death day?" My mother flipped out and removed herself from the board and table, as did the other to women present. The pointer kept moving, spelling out the question over and over. From what they said they could not tear their eyes off it, until it started to spell out the death day of my mother at which point she tore herself away long enough to throw it out into the garbage and out to the street. Knowing nothing of the incident, i had gotten up, dressed and off to school.
Now from this point on i remember the rest. A few months later, i was searching through a storage area and came across a worn ouija board box. Not rememering seeing it before, i pulled it out and took it upstairs to mess around with it. My Mom came out of her bedroom, and just plain freaked out on my ass as she somehow recognized the board as the same one she had thrown out. Grilling me about where i got it, and how it had come back into the house after the garabe truck had taken it away. So again the board went out to the garbage and the next garbage day we saw it go again.

A few years later the box and board show up in the same place again. I know its the same one for the mark that had been upon the board the first time i had looked at it. Anyways, i kept it out of view of my mother. One day a friend and i decided to play woth the board, figuring it to be fake and childish. It had looked like one of us was moving it answering the pathetic questions we would ask. The name eludes me of that spirit we had contacted, but at one point it got really agitated, then became scaried saying that something was coming. It became more and more frightened and we felt the board quiver upon our knees. The shaking went away, and the pointer stopped dead.
We sat and waited to see what would happen. After a couple of minutes of us sitting there wondering what had happened, the pointer again started to move, slowly at first then coming into a regular rythym. Thinking nothing of it, we asked what had happened, the answer we got was a firm, "nothing". My friend thinking it to be the same spirit as did i, we began the same antics that we had carried on before. We never noticed the slight difference in the manner of the thing we spoke to. The being was getting pissed at us, i would assume for the lack of respect we should to it. The board again began to quiver, the emmense feeling of power was felt eminating from the board. We asked it if it was the same being we talked to before by name. A firm answer of "NO, i am not him" We asked for the creatures name. The name is not known to me at this time either so i apologize. Thinking it was atrick of the original being, we just messed around some more. The pointer swirled around the board, slowly gaining speed and at one point, i do not remember if it were i, or my friend that made this mistake but somehow we had pissed it off enough that the board had picked itself up off our legs flying to the other side of the room crashing against the wall. We quickly made our way out of the room, pretty much at a run.

It is a matter of doorways. The beings had physical anchors of things in our keeping, and were able to plant anchors through vulnerability (pride) in my father's heart, which then created doorways in the spirit world through which the forces could come.
And while the anchors remained, in our keeping or in his heart, the doors remained open, and the beings had right of passage through them.

When the first of the dream cycles had begun, when I was six, my parents spent hours in the middle of the night searching through my room, mostly by the appearance of the dream being that they would gain an idea of what it was the being was anchored to. Once that object was gone (and it usually took some time to find what it was), the nightmares would abruptly stop.

We didn't really know what the hell we were doing at the start, it was all by trial and error. But after several months, eventually enough items were thrown out that the nightmare cycles stopped altogether.

I know the physical anchors aspect is very real, in relation to my dad or not, these things have only opened my eyes to it.

I've seen it happen too many times. Something comes into our possession, a photograph of an ancient ceremonial site in a magazine for example. Some object or image of which I am unaware. Usually the first night I have dreams about it, formless spirits entering the doors of our house, or beings standing in rooms gazing, or standing outside looking in through the window. Next morning I'll check every item that had been brought into the house recently. If I don't find it that day, the dreams continue, until I locate what it was the beings entered with. And once I do, the dreams stop.

I don't have nightmares any longer, the dreams have turned into more of a way for being given awareness about spirits that are in my surroundings, whether some that have come in on an object, or spirits that have lived in or around the area of a house that my family's moved into.


I have a feeling that if the home and surroundings are entirely clean of anchors, spiritually, and most importantly, in the heart, most unwanted beings and "presences" in the home would be gone.
If there are forces in a house it's because there is a reason for them to be there, they likely have a hell of a lot better things to do then remain somewhere without purpose.
I'd bet that in more then a few of the cases of hauntings, and attachments, etc, the spirits/energies are really attached to the persons rather then the house itself.

Not to say that structural and house hauntings don't happen, they definately do, I lived in an old house in Colorado last fall that had spirits.. but I think people have an undue tendency to believe that these kinds of things, and presences in the home, are only attached to the house or property, when in truth the things might actually be attached to the people themselves.

Dakota people, Crypt, santee tribe...

I used to think about taking my dad to some sort of an exorcist, but what good would that do? If he keeps on opening the doors that have been finally closed, over and over again. In my understanding, protection and shields wouldn't have much effect, if doorways are opened from the inside.

Is this accurate? I'm not all that familiar with shields, but it makes sense.

No one that I've talked to yet has given much anything of substance, the techniques don't work if they keep being defeated from within.

If anyone can give more insight on any of this, I would appreciate it..

The part of it I don't understand is the human heart. My father has been told what the problem is, but he doesn't do what has to be done.
It wouldn't be half the heartache if he were just ignorant. But he has full knowledge of what the answer for him is, which is true lowliness, he told me himself when his mind was sound. But for some reason he just won't do it.

I do not know enough about this type of stuff. sorry i am unable to help in this manner, though just as a side note i am of the Ojibwa tribe

Clearwitch, you know something about shields, care to give your two cents worth on this..? I'd like your thoughts on it. There are others on this board who have a lot more knowledge in this area then I do, consider yourself the blessed first..

About your senses. Do you have any idea of what order the entities are? Some sort of indentity might enable you to learn how to train your mind and will on how to deny the urge to draw them in.. Human foolishness and stupidity are things that other beings take advantage of and exploit, easily, I've learned this the hard way with my own life. Wisdom and discernment are the lifeblood for any experience, knowledge is powerless unless it can be put into operation.

I've heard of that, Crypt, the force/s that were being drawn through the medium of the ouija board returning the discarded board into the home repeatedly. They don't want their doorway lost.. The ouija board is a conduit. The beings contacted through the board can just as easily flow through it into it's physical surroundings, it is a very easy way of unknowingly drawing spirits in. And they don't like to leave.

It's been said that any spirits contacted through an ouija board are not spirits worth communicating with... any spirit worth contacting wouldn't speak through that medium. I think there is more truth in that then not.
The ouija is a door to an order of dimensions that are not really in the best of interests to have contact with.

As far as old "Bones", it is what a shaman would call a stalking death spirit. Nothing of good to be involved with, either, to say the least.

i do not fear death, nor the grim reaper. i would like to have a discussion with the entity and care not if he tells me the day of my death since i know that it is unavoidable and i have been told my death is near anyways.

I know a little about shields, enough to know you have to want them there, will them to work, if they are to work. Putting up a shield, and then invite spirits beyond it, makes the shield useless. It's like closing the door, and then opening it again every time the bell rings, it won't keep people out. It is however possible to lock down a person, close their access to all powers, and thus making them unable to get in touch with spirits, and making them more or less unaccessible. I don't know how to do that on another person though, I did it on myself when my daughter was born, basically because I was too scared I'd harm her if I got in trouble. I'll look through this thread and see if I posted that story here, if not, I'll do it. What I did was decide I didn't want to have anything to do with any supernatural things at all. I imagined my mind to be a circuit box, with lots of wires. Then I unplugged the necessary wires. Visualisations has always worked for me.

As for the entities, I have no idea...I never really got a good feel of them, or communicated much with them, I just let them in, and left it at that. Most of the times it was subconciouss, there was for instance a certain album a friend of mine and I could never listen to together, becvause when they got to the black mass scene we would get so wired up, and attract anything that moved outside.

As for your indian heritage...do you know anything about native american spirituality?

Good to have you back Clear, thought maybe the trolls there had gone off and made Norwegian meatballs of you, or carried you away... *solemn wink*

What were the circumstances around the time when you had performed psychic lockdown on yourself? If you don't mind talking about it, I don't want to pry. What caused you to believe that harm might be coming to your daughter?

Do you think it was yourself and your friend getting "wired up", as you said, and attracting entities, or was it solely the music (by activation of energies of the subconscious or whatever), drawing them in through you? Simply channeling them by itself with or without outside help, you happened to be the nearest medium for it.. Sound is a strange thing.
Did you notice any effect from the album if you listened to it alone?

I'm still around, though not as much as I wish to be...

First thing first...I did the lockdown about four years ago, while I was pregnant with my daughter. Before I got pregnant I used to 'walk through' candles a lot. I lit a candle, stared at the flame untill I saw a door in it, and walked through the door, mentally.

One night, I saw some scenes, like memories, or a movie in my mind. I saw myself sitting on a high chair, surrounded by creatures I've never seen before, they were all looking at me. I was wearing a red robe of some sort, and high pregnant.

Then the scene shifted, and I was standing on a high cliff, lifting a baby up in front of basically the same crowd, they were all cheering at the child, welcoming it.

At the same time, a friend of mine, who does astral travels regularly, saw a vision of some sorts of me walking through a portal, pregnant, and retutrning through the same portal, bearing a child who was no longer entirely human.

This freaked me out a lot...especially when I only about two months later found I was pregnant. So I decided to instead of taking any risks, I locked myself down totally so I wouldn't attract anything that might be after the baby.

Later on, I've found that these visions might just as well have been for instance DNA memories (past life memories stored in the DNA) ...but I didn't think of that option back then.

About the album, I always get wired listening to it...*grins* It's a rock operah, about the witchhunt, and the black sabbath scene...it's awesome...but that could just as well just have been the trigger we needed, since we are both mentally awake, and the house we lived in had more inhabitants than the eye could see... *winks*

I hear ya... gotta watch out for them Munchkins. They'll steal the undergarments right off your hide if you let them.. *wink* But seriously, I recall you mentioned that house in some other thread, have/had you ever done any research in regard to it's past history?

Ah, DNA memory, I had a thread going about that a while back.... no one seemed particularly interested, so it got canned. Though of course it's anyone's guess whether any possible memories stored in the genome are from past lives, or ancestral memories.. but maybe I'll do another thread on that in the future.

There have been instances in which, by opening themselves up (unlocking some kind of inner doorway, I guess) to some other dimension, people have unknowingly enabled unwanted spirits/forces to establish an attachment of some sort onto a babe, or child, through the means of the child's spirit and bodily relation to the parent. Exactly how or why it happened I can't recall, I'd learned of it a few years back. The thing that I always found disturbing is, what would any non-human being want with a child? Don't think it's out of eagerness to learn to change diapers.

It is strange, the interest some beings apparently have with human children, it is a theme that isn't very hard to find.

What was the manner of manifestation of the entities, that had been drawn in when you'd "listened to the music", so to speak? As far as what made you aware that something Else had entered, those times.

What album was that? I'd been going to guess something from Acheron, but from what you wrote that wouldn't be it..
I've grown to be convinced that music alone can channel Otherly forces into an environment, by no other means then itself. It can be a self-contained power portal, if you will, it has been a really confusing thing to try to understand.

The stories you related are fascinating, anyhow, I'll have to spend some time thinking about all of it.

Gosh, am I full of questions or what?


On native spiritual life.. I have some knowledge of it, though not really much. Mostly of the Big Dreams traditions of the Plains peoples, and various aspects of animal spiritism, nothing in-depth.
There is more of a connection to it in the spirit with my dad then there ought to be, I'd think, considering that the native blood in his ancestry is distant as it is. There isn't the level of connection in the flesh that there has been Otherwise.
But there's a bad link in the chain somewhere, I couldn't argue with the years on that.

Wow,strange storyes.I have one too but I dopnt remember it anymore so I will just tell what my mom told me I saw.

I was about 6 yrs old when I once was coming back from the playground and walked into our lift.Its not very big and I was there alone,so I was the only one who seen a light-shining person.Its very strange that I dont remember anything about this story.When I came into our apartment I was very shocked and excited.My mom tried to explain what I saw but she was as much shocked as me.I wasnt afraid.I felt happy in the presence of the "angel".

I dont believe that something like angel creatures exists,it was probably more something like a traveling soul,or astral traveler.I was always a sensitive person but I dont understand why I dont remember a word.I was amazed when my parents started to talk about it 2 yrs ago and I havent known what they are talking about.I wish i could know more about it,but Its probably lost for a long time.

I experienced something similar, only in relation to nightmares. The forgetting, that is. The memories would remain for a few weeks, then abruptly disappear. It wasn't as if they weren't vivid enough, they were more real in my mind then "real" life to me.
If my mind were a computer, it could have been the case of information or sensory overload, and purge.. But I have heard of this happening to other children, if the memories are gruesome enough, though it usually occurs in the case of conscious-life memories. I was about seven at the time.

Archangelus, did your mother ever mention if you had told her back then that the being said anything to you?

The astral travelling idea might explain a number of strange experiences, I'd hate to see what some people might do if they were able to depart in their spirits astrally, and materialize in some fashion anywhere they chose. There are some seriously bent minds out there.. I haven't come across any info as to whether it might be possible for a travelling soul-form to manifest visibly somehow, or to manipulate physical objects from the astral state.

I wouldn't be one to toss out the idea of the types of beings we would group under the title "angels", myself. I've seen a fair share of the not-so-angelic kind, if you catch my drift, it would be logical to reason that there must be an opposite order of beings as well (i.e., angels). But if there aren't, man, are we ever in trouble.

God Damn you people creep me right the fuck out sometimes!
And I'm sitting at my computer all allone (except for my cat), and it's 123 at night . . .

Wolf: Negative spirits can act as parasites, they can become intimatly attached to peoples spirit's and vise versa.

I asked her one more time about the being and she told me that i said:"Mom,the angel annoyed me."Thats all.She did not ask more because she was afraid I could become afraid of the angel,she sad something like that is normal,we all have our angels.
And I forgot it.I dont know if for the reason i was afraid or just because I felt that it was so usual.I really dont know.

No, we just rented it for a year...I don't think the house in itself was that old though, most of the neighbourhood seemed to be from the 1930's, at the earliest. But much else could have happened on the property still. I know the owner of the house grew up there, with 4 or 5 siblings, which is pretty rare in Norway. And the people who lived there before us, three couples, all became pregnant while they stayed there. Among us too, there were two pregnancies and one newborn baby by the time we moved out. so I guess the house liked kids, eh?

It could be a very simple and mundane explanation here...people were scared of losing their kids in sudden sickness, or of getting 'different' children, children with deformities or mental problems. So if it happened, they blamed the supernatural...the kid had been cursed, or exchanged. Folklore and fairytales would strengthen this fear.

Or, it could be that a child is easier to possess, and abuse, and by the time the child was full-grown, the spirit would have total control...
It is strange, the interest some beings apparently have with human children, it is a theme that isn't very hard to find.

I just sense them...I don't know how to explain it, just a feeling that someone is there. Like you know someone is standing right behind you, without turning around to confirm it. I can't see them, but I feel them.

The album is called Witch Witch, a norwegian rock opera...but in english. It was put up in London for one season, I think, but the englishmen didn't approve much...I think the concept of seeing the Pope portayed with mistress and children was a bit too much...not to mention the devilworshipping in one of the scenes...

Well i remembered this thread from when i first got to DF and have just now got to reading through it. i have quite a bit to add through my stumbling through my own experences. luckly so far i've had the blind man's luck in the trapped maze so far in it.

I'll give the first account of a friend of mine's experence with a ouiji board. it needs a little background information first.

while he was comming up his parents wouldn't let him have anything to do with his uncle because he was "strange". it added just enough mystery to the man for his ploy to work. he was a devilworshipper and talked to his benafactor in his power through the board. some of you may know that a board that is used often to contact the same spirit gets attached to that spirit and eventually only those that the spirit allows to talk through it besides themselves can. at this point it is almost impossible to cleanse the board.

well after my friend moved out of his parents home his uncle died and left many of his personal effects to him. includung the board with very direct instructions on how to get the board to work just right. later it was found out that it was a way to bind the spirit of the board to it's user with blood. but being the trusting and curious sort that my friend is he preformed the ritual by himself. his life literally became a living hell from that point on. the spirit would take him and use him to it's will and leave him drained afterwards and tried to get him to conform with it's wishes like his uncle had. but in the end my friend made a bigger mistake than any other. to get rid of the board and he thought get rid of the spirit he burned the board. this transfered him as a stronger link with the spirit and pissed the thing off even more to boot. it tried to get him to kill himself several times and would not let him get into a relationship with anyone with out hurting them. it even used him to take a couple swings at me and the few friends he had left at this point. finally he consulted someone that was able to help him but i'm still not sure if the price was worth it. the palms of the hands are symbols of an enterence and an exit so they were used to perminatly seal his spirit in his body and everything else out. he had wards branded into both palms one to deny enterence and one to close off the exit so to speak from being used as an enterence. these brands cut the link he had with the spirit as soon as the last one came close to his hand so he said. i beleave him on this because he went back to being his normal self. but from what he said he was told he may never be able to leave his body even after death. he is no longer able to perceave anything to do with