Ouija Board Experiences

[wayne71]

I’m not taking the piss just offering a suggestion based on my own experiences of bad trips. I was never zonked out on mine, very lucid living nightmares. Shortly followed by a warm feeling (not piss) almost religious like.

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

I’m not taking the piss just offering a suggestion based on my own experiences of bad trips. I was never zonked out on mine, very lucid living nightmares. Shortly followed by a warm feeling (not piss) almost religious like.

Fair enough pal, I understand what you're saying. I very rarely have nightmares, and have never experienced anything like that night since. Have a few bad dreams now n' then but mostly good dreams fortunately: )

 

[Zin 'messiah' Zimmer]

 

[Saddleworth2]

I even thought about setting up on my own and even decided on a trade name with that all important logo. Mobile Embalming services. Keep em stiff, I'll be there in a jiff.

Mate, I was eating my cereal when I read that and Mrs S is now covered in milk spray and shreddies. FS!
what an interesting post though and confirms my feelings from thankfully a small number of dealings with the funeral industry. When I shuffle off, hope they put me in a cardboard box mean bugger that I am.

 

[Saddleworth2]

Ok blues, here goes. I've had a few drinks in the pub with my mates tonight, I'm definitely not drunk, merry at best as I've had a good night and I now feel at ease enough to appease your intrigue(ones who have asked)

So, following on from the glass smashing I walked home from my mates house barely 150m to mine(mum and dad's house)

I was stone cold sober, may have had a pint or two earlier that evening and definitely not under the influence of drugs!
It was a lone time ago, I'd have been 20 or 21, so about 35 years ago. As I walked home I felt something very weird was following me. I was frightened and trembling with fear. Just out of sight I felt a presence following me and turned round a few times quickly to see what I can only describe as a green haze like hue and a heavy air filled bad feeling id never experienced before.

I got in and went to my bedroom and my younger brother was sound asleep opposite my bed. Got undressed and this presence was there in my room and I had a feeling of intense energy draining dread. Like I said earlier, it felt like it was the start of a conscious living nightmare I couldn't explain. I was really disturbed and a quivering wreck but worse was about to happen. My walls beside and behind my bed were full of posters, City team poster and various punk album cover posters etc. They started shaking and I heard the wall behind my bed thumping. This heavy fuckin' evil presence was trying to consume me and send me mad. I was trembling with fear, starting crying and just wanted it to end. I contemplated jumping out if my bedroom window to get out of a situation I couldn't handle. My heart is pumping writing this because it's evoking bad memories I have blocked out many years. Thinking about it reminds me of the Iron Maiden song - Fear of The Dark. This presence I could see in my room when my eyes had adjusted to the dark. Pure evil demons there in front of me. I closed my eyes and I could still see this thing snarling at me.

Like I said earlier I'm not a religious guy. I believe in the things I've seen. A ghost (twice) and a UFO sighting that was on the news on Piccadilly radio in August 1984 (iirc) of a sighting over greater Manchester. I saw it whilst night fishing. I digress. Sorry.

I was literally thinking I could die of fright or this evil presence would kill me.

I started to say the Lords prayer. Something I said so often at Sunday school and senior school assembly. I knew every word but I couldn't get the words out. I spoke them out quietly not to wake my brother up. I couldn't get it right forgetting. This thing was trying it's best to make me not say the words.... "Our father who art in heaven, hallowed be(my mind went blank) I was a shaking shivering wreck. I could hardly draw breath but I tried again. "Our father who who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name, thy kingdom come, thine will (I'd forget again). Bastard thing was trying to stop me. As I'm writing this I felt an icy shiver. After 3 or 4 attempts I managed to complete and the heavy presence lifted there and then. Seriously I'm not joking, it's no wum or future Clarke.

I felt a calming and serene peace and I felt protected. I felt a loving warmth cosseting me that felt surreal yet assured. Not long afterwards I fell asleep and woke up trying to analyse WTF had happened to me a few hours earlier.

Thinking back and to where I am nowadays. I don't want to know about the unknown and what I'm not meant to know. My mind is quite closed and my 6th sense not receptive. I've strayed off the straight and narrow a few times since, even tried to top myself once, almost did but I truly my spirit guide prevented me and I began to see reason, even though I couldn't understand why. Sorry blues but I'm getting emotional, the waterorks are on and I'm a big strong physical bloke. But even so I'm just flesh and blood, skin and bones encapsulating a decent at heart soul.... Goodnight blues and stay safe...

That’s a very intense story mate. The feelings you described up to the point where you saw and heard things in your room are very similar to what I described in an earlier post . Feelings of sheer terror and that there was something very wrong. Our fight/flight responses have remained since we were stoneage. There must be something that they get triggered to such an extreme. Maybe one day we will know why.

 

[BlueMoonRisin’]

That’s a very intense story mate. The feelings you described up to the point where you saw and heard things in your room are very similar to what I described in an earlier post . Feelings of sheer terror and that there was something very wrong. Our fight/flight responses have remained since we were stoneage. There must be something that they get triggered to such an extreme. Maybe one day we will know why.

One day we will know why. I feel there is something after our hearts stop pumping and lights go out and our spirit lives on. Where I don't know.

It's far easier for someone to totally dismiss something they have not experienced or cannot understand as utter nonsense. I get that. But for now on planet earth my heaven is when I'm at peace in the countryside amongst nature. It's beautiful, yet as ugly as sin. Modern mankind is encroaching on it towards the point of extinction,sadly. We have big sheds full of 'real hardwood' furniture sourced from the lungs of our planet.
From from the Amazon basin to a Amazon warehouse. Such sad irony I think.
Listen to the lyrics of this. Roger is getting to be a wild old sage.

 

[The Northern Baptist]

You were 8 mile high man. Gangster trippin’

 

[kaz7]

I have visions of Two Gun Bob chatting to the corpses if i'm honest. Not in a bad way, but just talking about where he's going on holiday and where he gets nice bread from.

You always talk to them when you are laying them out and washing them, just comes naturally, when we did it on the wards I never Sent one off without some fresh flowers tied to the sheet, it is the last thing you can do for them

 

[kaz7]

I once tried using one in Liverpool, kept pointing to a.

It was telling you you are an arsehole lol

 

[manimanc]

I used to take acid and mushroom juice regularly in the early 80s. I've been off my face with some really good and a few bad trips where I was zonked out. My experience that night was different and I was consciously aware of what went on. Thinking back what happened could have been one of the contributing factors when I was admitted to Tameside Hospital and sectioned.. Copious amounts of drink and drugs definitely did but a lot of really strange things happed to me around that time. And I'm not on about because I'd been tripping my face of on LSD or mushies.


Off the top of my head the UFO sighting. Only thing I had to drink that night was a flask of coffee. An out of body experience where I felt a massive bang in my chest, a split second later I was watching myself from above walking down the street and I was Stone cold sober. The ghost I hadn't even had a drink and deffo no drugs. ESP between me and a mate. We read each others minds several times. "What number am I thinking, name me a famous person". We did it 12-15 times before we started getting it wrong. my mate never liked football so I thought of posing a really testing question and asked him to name asked who I was thinking about. After about a minute he blurted out 'Kevin Keegan". I couldn't believe it. Ronald Reagan and Thatcher previously were easier but Kevin Keegan was far off the scale I thought.

I'm not asking anyone to believe me at all. Fire away at the cheap pops with the velocity of a spud gun. When I shoot myself I do it proper and nobody takes the piss better than myself out of out of myself. I'm one of the most honest bare bones posters on here.

Make of it what you will...

I'm into spiritualism, been going to spiritualist churches on and off for over 35 years now, my mum took me when I was 10 one night but only because she couldn't get a babysitter :)

But life after death, UFO's, ouija boards, I'm into all that stuff bigtime.