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Giving some readings post
>>Gender
>>Age
>>yes or no question
>Male
>24
>Is my soulmate someone I have met already in this lifetime?
>>15109239
>male
>15
>was I a dragon in a past life
>Male
>16
>will i ever move to japan with my brother?
Happy birthday.
To the unsung hero of cosmic horror; this toke's for you.
>>15100698
Happy birthday, you racist, anti-semitic xenophobe.
>>15100956
my hero
Hello /x/. I've just witnessed a strange occurrence, and you guys seem like the place to go for guidance, considering I can't explain this any other way.
I'll start off by saying I've been an avid hermit crab owner for nearly five years now. I consider myself to be somewhat of an expert on the topic. Over the years, I've owned four hermit crabs, two of which have died and one of which I've had for all of those five years.
It's the fourth one that makes this story interesting.
As you might know, in a similar fashion to snakes, hermit crabs need to shed their exoskeleton every once and a while in order to grow a new one to compensate for their larger size. During this period, it is recommended to separate this hermit crab from the rest, as they are fleshy and vulnerable.
About five days ago, the five year one began to molt. Not wanting to disturb his molting process, I took out the other hermit crab and placed him into a smaller travel cage I own. It's important to note that this hermit crab is in a large pointy rainbow-colored shell which is very hard to miss. In addition, there is only one shelter in this smaller cage (half a coconut), and roughly half an inch of gravel, not nearly enough for a hermit crab to bury itself.
At around 10:00 this morning, I came down to discover the lid was missing from this smaller cage. As I had (rather carelessly) done this before, I simply lifted up the coconut to make sure the hermit crab had not escaped in the night. Seeing that he was, in fact, still alive and accounted for, I breathed a sigh of relief, replacing both the coconut and the lid of the cage.
They remained that way until around an hour ago, at the usual point at which I dampen their sponges. After wetting the sponge of the molting hermit crab without a hitch, I lifted the coconut and was rather shocked to find the cage empty, apart from a lone sponge. Now slightly panicked, I checked around the rest of the cage in a frenzy, my search coming up fruitless.
>>15100779
Not willing to give up the search so easily, I dropped to the floor, searching under every crack and crevice. After multiple minutes of frantic searching, I sat for a while, staring at the cage. Unsatisfied with myself, I searched once more, but only half-heartily. Finally giving up my search, I came here to recount my story and ask for advice.
The cage had been sealed all day. There is simply no way the hermit crab could've escaped it. Even if he had somehow managed to climb to the ceiling, he wouldn't have been able to push himself out while leaving the cage sealed. I'm beginning to think there are paranormal elements involved, as if he was summoned to another dimension to fight in a great hermit-war.
Can any of you offer any explanation as to why my crabby pal seemingly vanished in a puff of smoke?
>>15100823
Also, ask a hermit crab owner anything, I suppose.
1. What did you mean by ''sponge''? Is this a part of the crab?
2. Do you keep them totally underwater or do you have above water parts for them?
3. Are they easy/cheap to keep? And do they need a lot of space?
4. I always assumed they found their shells like in cartoons, i was not aware that they grew them. Huh. Cool.
5. It had a rainbow shell, you should've assumed it was a transdimentional hermit crab.
>Be 2006, in Colorado.
>Fresh outta high school
>Parents demand I college up or move out
>Can't decide direction I want to take with life, opt for the move out.
>Parents honestly pretty cool about it, besides the kicking me out thing.
>No moonies for rent, no friends with extra space.
>Ask extended family for help.
>Crazy ass uncle lives out in the country in a little ranch house.
>Haven't seen him since I was 12.
>Apparently he has social anxiety and has panic attacks in crowded areas, so he moved out to the country.
>I still thought he was cool.
>Didn't even think to call him, but my other uncle informed him of my predicament.
>He calls me.
>"ANON! it's been so long blah blah blah you were always my favorite nephew blah blah blah heard you had to move out, blah blah blah, good news!"
>"I'm going on vacation for a few months! But I need someone to house sit for me."
>Uh huh, uh huh.
>"There's $5000 in it for you. Plus a roof over your head for a few months."
>Holy shit, what
>"Yeah" he says "Think of it as payment, and a late graduation present! You're gonna have to spend some of it on groceries, though."
>Like the good little jew that I am, I unquestioningly agree at the mention of money.
>Pack some clothes, some toiletries and shit, parents agree to let me keep the rest of my shit in the house for now.
>Head out into the ranch-tastic part of the state
I know I haven't gotten to the SPOOPY bit yet, but gimme a minute
>>15089198
you've had nine minutes, now make with the story.
bump. because jews
cont'd
>Arrive 3 days after the call with minimal baggage, uncle is full mountain-man mode.
>Huge bushy beard, 6'4'', layers of fat and muscle.
>We hug, kind of uncomfortably, he thanks me, congratulates me on graduating, offers some financial and life advice while he shows me around the house and grounds, and we talk for a few hours.
>"Now, about the house."
>Let'sgetdowntobusiness.jpg
>"Haven't had a an animal bigger than a dog on this property for nearly 5 years. Honestly, I'm just living here for the scenery and isolation. So no animal care to deal with. There's a few stray cats, but they fend for themselves and don't hurt anything, so just leave 'em be."
>If there's no animals and no neighbors, why do you even need a house sitter?
>"Oh, there's always nosy kids looking for kicks. And spics."
>Uncomfortably laugh off the blatant racism.
>"Then, there're the coons. Digging through the trash, shitting on the porch. You wanna scare 'em off whenever you can."
>Oh thank god, he isn't talking about black people.
>"There hasn't been anything else weird, except..."
>Oh no, here comes the but.
>"But..."
>God damn it.
>"Some stuff will sometimes get moved around or carried away from the house. Garbage lids, shovels, old farming equipment. It's no big deal. Just don't freak out if you wake up and see a shovel laying out on the edge of the woods hah hah."
>Yeah, hah hah.
>He leaves that night.
>Night 1:
>I sleep in a guest bedroom by the backdoor.
>Hear some rummaging around, figure it's just the raccoons.
>Yell at them.
>Rummaging stops.
>Sleep peacefully.
>Day 1:
>Wake up the next morning, all the shovels and shit that were in the shed, the door to which was shut tight (But not locked), are scattered around the front yard, a few even stuck into the earth.
>Figured it was just the uncle trying to fuck with me before he left.
>Stick tools back in shed, actually lock it up.
>Clean up mess by the garbage bins, presumably left by raccoons.
>Other than that, uneventful.
Reposted from /sci/ because the mods are butthurt know-it-alls who don't like when someone knows more than them.
http://thespiritscience.net/2014/07/14/the-soul-fits-into-quantum-mechanics-according-to-physicist/
NAMASTE, Relatives of the Rainbow Warriors of Prophecy,
and Relatives The Arcturians.
I bow to all in LOVE, LIGHT, LIFE.
1PLUCKT4ALL
Peace, Love, Unity, Creation, Knowledge, Truth
for ALL THINGS are ONE.
Golden Cosmic Father, (golden, green, rainbow, gray).
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Love Bringer.
In terms of chemistry and neuropharmacology:
The indole ring itself acts as a basic neurotransmitter; your body uses it in various ways and for various metabolites. Most appropriately for the balance of your mind.
GAIA itself, the sporadic fruiting body of this planet, is a living being; a living body and unit allowing for spiritual energy transfer.
When your eyes first see, they see blue; blue is associated with love.
It is after becoming conscious that your mind parses the fractal geometry of the pattern of your existence.
Dimethyltryptamine and serotonin help facilitate the balance of perception.
A metabolite of serotonin; one that hardens into a crystal form upon excretion, that is, 5-hydroxy-indole acetic acid, is like the finality of the zipper for the Serotonin<--->n,n-DMT process;
as 5-hydroxytryptamine itself is dehydroxylated, a process that must require energy, and is then alkylated in an aqueous substrate, and then dealkylated, the most likely conclusion of this process would be formation of a ketone.
As your body stores energy from sugar in the form of fat, for physical discretion, then so it may store and process information in a neural format in a similar manner as a computer does process and stores with its hard drive, in so for spiritual discretion as per breathing and ionic exchanges of equivalence;
a chemistry acronym is LEO the LION goes GER.
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Al-Alaq
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sikhism
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Samsara
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shambala
One of the ways I have noticed the mind parses information and frequencies of light is through language itself and naturally described algorithms;
you could say that you have illustrated a dynamic of perceiving reality through the geometry of experience-based pattern recognition and deviation through the cognitive interface you have learned and developed.
Interpreted patterns are related to these matrices your mind associates with thought, language, emotion, and appropriation of experience.
In truth, if you are skilled enough, you will find that the patterns you have developed are synchronous with your being; language is a finite expression of perceived vibrations.
People older and wiser than me are more well attuned to these vibrations.
Entities older and wiser than the majority of people are capable of navigating these vibrations.
You are just a consolidated vibration vibrating through the porousness and lattice of the infinite reiterative vibrancy of the cosmos.
You consist of water and carbon, mostly.
You're a highly-functional liquid diamond.
And that is a complete miracle.
Elaboration on this view is attached.
Inner box contains and is continuous to all four outer boxes.
Difficult to describe, but maybe it would be like a toroidal ring.
Relates to The Cross, and The Ankh as well.
My mathematical approach to this concept, and how it relates to perception, light, and life will be in the next post.
>>15075574
>My mathematical approach to this concept
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stokes'_theorem
>>15075574
>>15075578
>indole ring
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indole
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Indole-3-acetic_acid
In terms of chemistry and neuropharmacology:
The indole ring itself acts as a basic neurotransmitter; your body uses it in various ways and for various metabolites. Most appropriately for the balance of your mind.
GAIA itself, the sporadic fruiting body of this planet, is a living being; a living body and unit allowing for spiritual energy transfer.
When your eyes first see, they see blue; blue is associated with love.
It is after becoming conscious that your mind parses the fractal geometry of the pattern of your existence.
Dimethyltryptamine and serotonin help facilitate the balance of perception.
A metabolite of serotonin; one that hardens into a crystal form upon excretion, that is, 5-hydroxy-indole acetic acid, is like the finality of the zipper for the Serotonin<--->n,n-DMT process;
as 5-hydroxytryptamine itself is dehydroxylated, a process that must require energy, and is then alkylated in an aqueous substrate, and then dealkylated, the most likely conclusion of this process would be formation of a ketone.
As your body stores energy from sugar in the form of fat, for physical discretion, then so it may store and process information in a neural format in a similar manner as a computer does process and stores with its hard drive, in so for spiritual discretion as per breathing and ionic exchanges of equivalence;
a chemistry acronym is LEO the LION goes GER.
So /x/, got any weird stories to tell? Im in the mood to share. If you dont just dump your favorite creepypasta. Ok, here goes...
>be 12 year old little girl
>at older sisters house across the country, shes 20 years older
>dont ask, dads an old fart
> been having mean spirit in room for some time
>seems to follow me on my trip
>go to sleep on couch, brother slept on other couch
>sister comes home to her radio going off
>white noise
>unplugged and no batteries
>freaky
>I jolt up in my sleep yelling WTF?
>go back to sleep
>I dont remember any of it
>sister is freaked
>later on
>brother says he has dream
>same time freaky shit happened
>a shadow man chases him, me, and my younger brother who slept in a room
>weird and creepy
>tell them Ive been having dreams of the shadow man
>and dark presence in my room
>we forget about it
>moved when I was 16
>havent had creepy stuff happen anymore
>relieved
Well, that pretty much sums it up. Also, Im new to /x/. Be gentle.
I saved these from a thread last night but I really enjoyed it
1/3
2/3
3/3
So what scares you beyond the paranormal spooky ghosts and serial killers? What personal fears and experiences do you find frightening?
For example, my mother went through a miscarriage and that fear carried over when she gave birth to two other children.
>>15056478
losing my family in an accident or something like that
and robots/cyborgs, fuck those, anything mechanical that resembles a human scares me, i don't fear mechas or robots that look like, well, robots, but robots made especifically to look like humans creep me out hard, more so if they're just parts of something, like a head or a leg and shit like that
>>15056478
I am scared to think of the last time that I will hear my mothers voice.
Ostriches, fucking creepy bastards remind me of raptors, started with this dream I had where they were chasing me, I found put later that day that they could kill a man with a single kick.
So, /x/. Ghosts have been coming up more and more in my thoughts lately, and I'm in the mood for a ghost general. Post anything ghost related here.
I'd like to get some good discussion going, so, feel free to answer any of these questions;
+Do you believe in ghosts|haunts|spirits?
+Do you believe such things can physically effect a human?
+How do you/don't you think such things can occur?
+Why do you/don't you think such things occur?
+What makes you skeptic?
+Have you ever believed in ghosts?
+Have you ever thought you saw a ghost/spirit/etc.?
Feel free to ask your own questions. I'll be periodically dumping links, images, and videos related to ghosts in the thread in an attempt to get some "quality" threads going
This is not a ghost, it's Chico.
>>15052238
>Feel free to ask your own questions. I'll be periodically dumping links, images, and videos related to ghosts in the thread in an attempt to get some "quality" threads going
ill hook you up right now with some crazy old pics
http://www.crystalinks.com/photo.html
This is a Gif but it's NOT a jump-scare/screamer. Its a comparison between two pictures during a family's lunch at a resort in Austria. the very tangible bust of a woman suddenly photobombs the second picture.
I'm working on links. For right now, here's some "haunted shit" to keep you interested. It's gonna be weak until I get myself together.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qcseQc-4UgY
Like the title says!
Post your creepy moments at your job...
For me, I work summers as a flex security guard. This time around I was at a Digital Realty. This place is huge, and it's still being expanded. There are a few full suites, but many dark ones under construction. One full time guy left because he got spooked...grave shift security is just one person, taking care of the whole building. No ones there, not even the customers or engineers, unless we get an alarm.
>be me, going for first patrol
>go through suites, all's well
>get to the empty suite, badge in
>dark as all hell, still gotta walk through it
>reach the end, loooong as hell, like 100yds
>as i go back to the door, hear stuff
>whispering, try to pass it off as AC
>powerwalk back, whispering gets louder
>barrel out that door faster than a fat guy from a gym
>complete patrol, inner and outer
>next times at the room is eerily quiet
>ask around, people who have done grave here didn't like that room at all, some just opened the door , check and left to avoid it
>find out dude working grave got spooked and left
>even supervisor hates that room
>dont blame him
>still hate it
Could just be the AC, but aw well.
Pic is of the suite, from the door at night.
pic from the other end during the morning.
A friend and I guarding some old ladies property. Previous occupants (her sons, two bros) both die within weeks of each other.
>Grave shift
>hear music in garden
>enter garden
>music stops, starts playing in nearby field
>enter field
>two pillars of dust shoot up like gysers
>draw pistol
>btfo onto property
>next day, lady shows up
>gives us their cds
>go home
>first cd i play is Alice in Chains
>first song is song I heard outside
>go back and leave cds in garden
as i was leaving i swear I heard someone whispering thank you over and over again
>>15031820
Looks pretty creeptastic.
General scary experiences thread. It can be supernatural or not.
Innawoods stories are always great.
>Be 17
>Walking down a dirt road with a friend at night
>Dark as shit, not really many stars out, no moon, either.
>Flipping a coin to decide when to turn
>Think we see things running through the woods, think it's a deer or our eyes playing tricks on us
>End up going straight all the way to a point where the road goes straight or left, straight isn't an option because nothing there and no short way back to friends house
>See something cross the road from the left to right off in the direction the road turns left, we decide to head back because it's spoopy
>Almost back to my friends house when I hear a heavy padded footstep behind me (sounded like a really large dog)
>Turn around and see what looks like the rake on all fours
>Yell and get my friend to look back and start running
>He thinks the fucker stood up on its hind legs
>Nope the fuck out of there as hard as we can
>Get back inside of his house, try to figure out what the fuck we just saw
>Come up with nothing and agree to tell ourselves it was a bear
>Find out a month later that it was a starving greyhound
>>15039704
where was the moon
>>15039712
I'm not so sure, it was either low in the sky (this was around 11pm-1am, by the way) or a new moon. It was pitch black outside at the time.
>>15039722
what did you do with the moon
Hey /x/,
ScryGuy here. Going to do some full moon divinations for the next hour or so.
I'll be scrying - reaching out into the darkness and seeing what reaches back.
If you are a seeker:
>post a spooky pic
>post your name/alias
>post your concern/query
I'll only answer those who follow the aforementioned greentext. Best wishes
Are Jews spooky enough?
Cameron
I'm going to ask this girl out this week. The way I feel about her, I've never felt it to anyone else before. Basically I can't be friends with her anymore, it either has to be something more than that or nothing at all.
How will it go? In the short and long term if possible.
i'll show ya a full moon!
>pulls down pants
>spins around
>thrusts out big ol' pair o' pasty cheeks
that's the moon alright!
>>15050796
Are you the one I emailed about my situation with my daughter, around the first of the month? I'd rather not give even THAT info over public forum, so if you still have the email, use the info there as the name/alias.
I need to know where my daughter is, ANY details you can get, even if it's not about where she is. If not that, knowing what going on in that *other place*(The one I mentioned in the original email) is something to look for too, if you can manage it.
>12,000 year old neolithic sanctuary
>is big as shit, built in a time where tribes were hunter-gatherers who didn't spend time building huge ass sanctuaries
>built amidst a number of natural catastrophes brought on by a bunch of meteors and other space debris falling to earth
> people were scared as shit, this 'elite' group of tall, striking people come from the north
>basically teaches them agriculture and how to work obsidian and the rudimentaries of mining
>goad them to build gobekli tepe
>said elite is later said to be the basis of the annunaki and the watchers of the book of enoch
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/G%C3%B6bekli_Tepe
http://www.andrewcollins.com/page/articles/Go_Tep_launch.htm
![18.%20Hooded%20Ones%20belt%20upwards%20low[1].jpg](https://i.imgur.com/lSkvZLj.jpg "18.%20Hooded%20Ones%20belt%20upwards%20low[1]")
>>15043058
>3D digital sculpt by artist Russell M. Hossain of Swiderians, who included among their society Neanderthal-human hybrids of striking appearance. Is this the face of the Göbekli builders, as well as the Anunnaki of Mesopotamian mythology and the Watchers of the book of Enoch?
>A memory also of this crucial epoch in human development is preserved perhaps in the stories of Adam and Eve in the Garden of Eden. According to the book of Genesis this was located at the source of the four rivers of Paradise. Three can easily be identified as the Euphrates, Tigris and Araxes (the biblical Gihon), which all rise in eastern Anatolia. What is more, two of the rivers, the Euphrates and Araxes, take their rise in the vicinity of Bingöl Mountain, one of the primary sources of obsidian located just 200 miles (325 kilometres) from Göbekli Tepe.
>Local tradition asserts that Bingöl was also the source of the fourth river of Paradise, the Pison, while ancient writers record that the true source of the Tigris was in the same region. Armenian tradition also speaks of Bingöl Mountain being the place of the gods and the summit of the world from which emerge four great rivers that carry the waters of life to every part of the world. Everything points toward Bingöl Mountain being not only the "birthplace" of the Anunnaki, but also the site of the mountain of Paradise, and the place of descent of the Watchers in the book of Enoch.
>>15043078
>Gnostic writings, such as the various tracts found in a cave at Nag Hammadi in Egypt in 1945, speak repeatedly of the so-called secrets of Adam being passed to his son Seth before his father's death. Seth is said to have recorded them either in book form, or on tablets or pillars called stelae. These were hidden in or on a holy mountain, existing in the vicinity of the terrestrial Paradise, so that they might survive a coming cataclysm of fire and flood (a memory almost certainly of the Younger Dryas impact event). Called variously Charaxio, Seir, or Sir, this mountain is linked in early Christian tradition with the site inhabited by the generations of Adam following the expulsion of the first couple from Paradise.
>So what are the secrets of Adam, and where might they be found today? Do they pertain to the manner in which Göbekli Tepe was built to curtail the catastrophobia rife among the indigenous peoples of the region in the wake of the Younger Dryas impact event? Had this information been given to the local hunter-gatherers of the region by incoming Swiderian groups, whose elongated heads and long ancestry was connected with their origins as Neanderthal-human hybrids? Were their deeds mythologised into the stories of the human angels called Watchers found in the book of Enoch, and the Anunnaki gods alluded to in Mesopotamian tradition?
Sup /x/. I know we've got a few faggots in here who happen to be in the military, I'm one of them. Most military bases are old as fuck and run down, and our life is so depressing a ton of us kill ourselves. That's not even getting into deployed life, which is a whole 'nother type of creepy since you're worried less about the ghosts and more about the very real assholes trying to kill you. I'll start with a couple of my own.
>Be at USMC boot camp on Parris Island
>Place is old as fuck, but luckily I lived in the newer squadbays over in 3rd batallion
>It's 2nd phase, we have to learn how to shoot our rifles
>Move to the oldest, shittiest barracks still used on the island.
>Move over there, got fucked up the whole day
>Night falls, and our DIs are acting strangely
>Arguing about who is staying that night
>Weird, because they never show a 'human' side
>Kill hat (we loved him) draws the short straw, walks out of the DI office
>EEEAAAARRRS MOTHERFUCKERS
>OPEN SIR
>"Listen up motherfuckers. If ANYTHING happens tonight, if you hear ANYTHING banging or screaming... Wake me up. Some crazy shit has went down here in the past."
> Brave recruit asks him what happened
> "All I have to say is that Ribbon Creek is right across the road there, bitches. And back in the day, fuckin' none of you faggots knew how to swim. PREPARE TO MOUNT THE RACK
>Upon hearing "Ribbon Creek" my asshole clenches
>I knew that Ribbon Creek was an area where a bunch of recruits drowned in the 50s
>I quickly spread the word.
>Kinda freaked out, but tired as fuck.
>Time passes...
>Wake up to a scream in the night
>WHAT THE FUCK
>DI comes bursting out of his office, visibly scared
>Look around and it's just me, the DI, and the firewatch (3 guys designated to rove around the barracks and clean and shit) that are awake, I'm a light sleeper
>WHAT IS IT RECRUIT?!
>Recruit on firewatch is shaking
>DI asks him what happened
Continued, I'm typing as I go.
continue OP
this gon be good
yes please
Scarriest thing you've ever heard a child say.
>my 5 year old cousin is goin to the bathroom and her mother is in the bath
>says she saw a face in the window
>the way the curtain hangs it couldnt be a reflection
>everybody goes to bed
>morning before work
>aunt says that last night they wete saying their bedtime prayer
>they ask the angels to watch over them
>"maybe thats what i see mommy"
>"what?"
>"angels"
>"what do the angels look like?"
>"they just look like regular people"
>"what are they doing when you see them?"
>"nothing, just looking at me"
>this house is known to be haunted
>the attic light turns on by itself even though its entrance is in a room that is seldom occupied by anyone being that that bedroom has no suitor
>the neighbors tell us when it happens
/x/ im skirt.
>>15026047
O-oh?
bamp
>>15026047
>being from a state with an age of consent higher than the national and most of the other states
Q.Q
This is a photograph of Tara Calico, a young woman who went missing after she rode her bike to her neighbours house. A van was driving suspiciously around her neighbourhood at the time. Later on a similar van dropped this photograph of her and another boy who had gone missing bound and gagged in the back of a van.
Theories on what happened to her, /x/?
The picture has two people.
it was human smugglers in south america if there still alive there probably in a rio underground brothel serving men all day to get high on the drug there owners got them addicted to so that hey wouldn't fight back or escape because they would be jonesing for a fix the next day. its not illumanati or rich dicks doing it for fun though there likely dead along with any of the others in the picture
>>15041454
Oh shit that's mentioned in the post.
![Gobekliphoto[1].jpg](https://i.imgur.com/wHBWVqA.jpg "Gobekliphoto[1]")
