Clairvoyants / Mediums: Legit Or Schitt ?
Mr_Lee_PHD
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My friend is into it all. If someone so much as farts unexpectedly, she's ready to try and communicate with it.
I'd love to be convinced or see something I couldn't explain rationally, but thus far I haven't seen anything that has dropped my jaw.
Anyone a solid believer, or been blown away by some paranormal steez ?
Drop some stories y'all..
I'd love to be convinced or see something I couldn't explain rationally, but thus far I haven't seen anything that has dropped my jaw.
Anyone a solid believer, or been blown away by some paranormal steez ?
Drop some stories y'all..
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The rest are blatant charlatans. Worse example being Deggsy Accorah. He's >this far from being sectioned.
Reminds me of that Duder "Night-before-the-morning-after" photo that allegedly exists.
.... except most of the people he was revealing all the details about weren't there for the first time... they kept coming back in the hopes of contacting their dead relative, and this guy would regurgitate previous hits he'd had with them (as if he'd never met them before) to wow the newcomers.
I appereciate the effect - thats what makes it so entertaining and mysterious - its just when it draws profit from baiting the false hopes and faiths of the bereaved whilst claiming to be genuine that it makes me wanna go all a-team on they ass.
Harry Houdini already knew this back in the 20's-
Derren Brown did a whole show where he convinced a whole bunch of paranormal/psychic experts he had paranormal abilities, using trickery and cold reading.
Derren Brown the so-called Messiah
Proof of the afterlife right here: http://rsw.cc/
This one had me in LOLs, ROFFs, LMAOs etc.
"I'm getting the word... Nonce"
Religion has so much to answer for.
Cross me palm with gold and I'll look into the cristal for you:
I see blue. Sky blue. It's going... going downwards? I see numbers. 8, and a 0, and a tall Frenchman waiving his arms in delight.
It's blurring over now. Did that mean anything for you?
13 steps? Try 3.
1, move to Manchester.
2, drop a pill.
3, listen to Oasis.
FOOKIN' MENTAL!
Dude is a legend.
I find it crazy how he has very publicly exposed punks like Uri Geller and Peter Popoff beyond all shadow of a doubt and yet they are still in business making a killing flossing their fake-ass schitt.
He has had an award of $1m on offer to anyone willing to demonstrate genuine paranormal ability under controlled conditions for years and nobody has ever won the money.
You might well think that; I couldn't possibly comment.
This would've been my MC name if I were in a third-string Wu-Tang affiliate group.
Have you ever seen a cat just starring at the wall or somewhere where there is nothing there? Cats can see spirits.
Has your dog ever started barking like crazy when there is nothing there? Dogs can hear spirits.
Has your phone ever rung, but when you answered there was no one there? Spirits.
Ever put a slice of cake in the fridge for later, but when you went to eat it it was gone? Spirits.
I could go on and on.
normally i would make fun of someone like her. white chick with dreads, earrings all up in her face, tattoos, worked at the co-op, heavy set and overly sincere to a fault. kind of the archetypical mid 90s alt-rock chick. she even followed a band, crash worship, which, for those of you that dont know, achieved cult status among the weirdo witch/warlock set in san diego. in any case, i was completely enamored with her and her beliefs. mainly because no amount of jokes or wisecracks could break her faith, and because her attitude towards it all was as if it was totally normal. not like she was some scenester witch. she was just living life and just happened to be a witch. i dont even know how to explain it, anyways, some shit i learned.
1. you cant will yourself a witch or warlock. a "mentor" will find you and begin to train you in the ways of wicken or some such.
2. there are indeed spells and potion, mostly in the form of herbal bubble baths of some sort.
3. its not a prerequisite, but being an ex-acid eater seems to be the norm.
yes my friend claimed she could read minds. NO she could never prove this to me. but she was more into telecommunicating(or whatever speaking with each other with just your minds is called) and i think astral projection (or whatever its called when you spiritually teleport to another location). she had a boyfriend from portland (SHOCKER!) whom she met at a crash worship witch orgy thing. she would speak to and visit him nightly. they would also have mental sex or what i like to call MASTURBATION. no but really she claimed that they could have sex on that mental spiritual level every night. anyways, at some point they broke up and one day she came in to class crying cuz her ex-bf had mentally mind-raped her spirit or whatevers. now heres the weird part. the way they have mind sex is to take your spirit hand and shove it into the back of your partners head where the skull and the neckbone meet. she kept making everyone feel that part of her head and it was indeed kind of soft. like softer than usual. not that i believed it, but she was hysterical. anyways, i believe her mentor saved her by making some sort of bubble batch concoction.
so fast forward about 3 years, and im out of college, and nowhere near san diego. one night i have this sex dream about my witch friend. mind you, i hadnt thought of her in as many years nor did i find her sexy. but there it was in my head. a sex dream. and i got hella freaked out that she did some sort of vulcan mind meld thing and sexed me in my dreams.
When I was 19 I lived with some people who were much older than me. Like 26.
This one couple in the house went to see a psychic in West Virgina on a regular basis.
They would talk to her about any decision they were planning, problems, life's questions...
Eventually they talked me into going to see her because she was so amazing.
She had taken over the family visit from her mother, who still told fortunes on occasions.
She, her mother and her sons all lived on some trailers in the mountains about a mile past Harpers Ferry.
To get your fortune told you had to get there by 7am. The cars would be lined up in the driveway, and she only saw a limited number of people a day, starting at 8am.
I might not have the times exactly right, but me and another roommate started driving out there in the middle of the night so we could get in line to see this woman who had the gift.
After the sun came up she walk out to all the cars and say good morning, where are from, how are you, blah blah blah, and let you know you are number 7 today and she will see you about 10:30.
So I get to see her, she is friendly, asks basic getting to know you questions, looks at my palm, asks about my roommates who are her regulars, blah blah blah.
She told me all kinds of accurate stuff. Stuff about me being like my dad (at 19 I didn't believe it) told me not to ride motorcycles (always good advice) told me I wasn't going to get a job I had just applied for in Boston (at Rounder Records) and told me I was going to move out West (I told her my siblings were in Santa Fe) and more stuff, that either was true, or turned out to be true.
I found it very creepy. Did not like being told my future.
Bottom line, she had very good people skills and powers of observation and good common sense that she shared with people. In Appalachia it is called The Gift.
As for contact with the dead. Many people, including myself, have been visited in various ways by loved ones who have died. There is no way prove, or replicate, these events. If you have not experienced one and someone described one to you, you would discount it.
Couldn't have put it better myself
hauntingly similar.
Quoting your good self in the "Do You Believe In God" thread:
i just answered as best as i could.