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Did this faggot ever return?
not that we know of.
>>17004737
edgelord prolly v&
>>17004751
>edgelord prolly v&
we would have heard about it now since the whole thing managed to spill over to the mainstream media a few weeks/months ago.
Hidden in plainsnight.
In plain view.
In Plain view.
In Plain sight.
Who here believes in the rule of law over the natural and supernatural?
>>17004619
The Laws in place govern all actions and breaking them has serious consequences.
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>>17004648
Saturnian cult nonsense.
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>>17004608
What info do I post for reading?
Wesley
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Scorpio
Can anyone tell me about the older man who will play a significant part of my future career?
Someone please tell me who my spirit guide(s) is/are. Male? Female? Animal? Human? How do I initiate contact? And also will I have a pet soon? I really want a dog, but it's up to debate. It's actually not allowed in my appartement but the owner is contemplating it because I have depression and a pet friend may help. If you need any information, just let me know. Thanks!
My spoopy greentext folder was accidentally deleted /x/! Probably by those god damned ayy lmaos! Quick! Help me restore my folder so I can rub it in their sick, twisted faces! It's gotta be a real scary dump!
The Other Side of Midnight Hosted by Richard C. Hoagie.
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Let’s kick off this holiday week with your questions, comments, ideas, input, guest suggestions, theories, notions and all manner of miscellanea that’s relevant to Other Side of Midnight.
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That's a fresh title picture OP.
>>17004019
First for down with hoagie
Thanks op :)
Tight picture. Very hip. Very hip.
So my friend has been passing this sight for about two months. It's in a mostly-abandoned strip mall: three dead pigeons, all lined up in a row. She also noted some roses up against the wall.
Weirder than that, she's been passing this every day on her way home from work, and according to her this photo she took tonight is exactly how the birds looked when she first saw them. They haven't decomposed. Neither have the roses.
Any possible answers or theories on, like, any part of this? We're both spooked to shit.
Bumping for reasons. Do birds crawl into dead spaces to die? She says she can't see a way for them to get in. But why would they be against the window?
And the flowers?????
>>17003934
There are these things called decoys. They work rather nicely. Flower is probably plastic.
As to why? Probably just put there to make people ask questions.
>>17003978
The flowers are real. They're roses - dead, but not yet dust.
What are decoys?
Gozu 牛頭, or translated as “cow’s head”, is an urban legend told in Japan about a story that is so utterly terrifying, it leads to the demise of the reader or listener by fear. No known copy of Gozu in text is known to exist, while some believe it may still exist in an oral tradition.
>>17003838
I first discovered the book on a rainy day during early fall of last year in Kobe.
Being deeply interested in literature, I was drawn to second hand book shops since the beginning of my stay. I was working as a part-time English teacher after I abused my visa to receive legal residence, which freed up a lot of time to research and generally pursue my own hobbies.
After getting settled in, I dug around my mobile phone to find some apps to help me locate the occult. There are many crowded into Japanese Google Play (sorry non-Japanese residence, many of them require a Japanese phone number as verification), and I picked one at random.
These chats are anonymous, people picking nicknames and sharing information about strange news at certain locations, coordinates to find abandoned places, as well as some leading to the Deepweb.
Most of the chats were jokes, and some malicious at that. Due to the anonymity, a few people warned about abandoned coordinates, as some people intentionally give you coordinates to dangerous areas.
It was a rainy morning when I was stretched out on my futon watching tv and idly browsing the chat. Most people were bitching about the weather and more than a few were cracking jokes about “rain ghosts.” I received a private message from a garble of a nickname (huire2918js, for example) and I have translated as follows.
“There is something terrible at Kinomiya book store. It is about ten minutes away from Sannomiya station. You will find it on the third shelf to the left.”
>>17003840
Original:
「キノミヤと言う本屋さんで本当に怪しいモノがありますよ。三宮駅から十分歩いたらいけます。左の方にある三番の棚で見つけます。」
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At first, I was a little shocked that someone was able to know where I was located. However, checking my phones status, I realized that i had left the locator on (I was prone to getting lost), and thought nothing of it. Kinomiya is a small second hand book store run by an elderly couple at the basement of a large department store. I had been there many times, as they sold international books translated to Japanese for times I wanted to revisit those stories. International books averaged around 3,000 Yen for the brand new copy, and the elderly couple also gave me hefty discounts at half that price.
Thinking that I had nothing to lose, besides getting a little wet by the rain, I ate a simple breakfast and made my way to Sannomiya station.
Nothing was different when I entered Kinomiya, the musty smell of old books, cigarettes, and old coffee was the same as always. Aging, sagging wooden shelves supported large volumes that definitely voided their manufacture warranties, The elderly couple immediately struck up a conversation the minute I entered the door, offering me a smoke and some coffee.
I sat down with the elderly couple and we talked lightly of television shows, why I’m still not married (”I’m only 23″ is not a valid reason apparently), and of course, books. The elderly obaasan was a lover of fantasy and romance, while the Ojiisan was a lover of historical novels, particularly of the Meiji era.
It was when our conversation centered around books, I asked him if he had encountered any strange (怪しい) books. The obaasan’s face blanched suddenly, while the old man threw back his head and laughed, much to my surprise.
He skirted the question for a few minutes, then told me this:
>>17003847
The conversation kind of petered out there, and I finished my coffee and cigarette. I returned to browsing the bookshelves, and noticed that for the first time, the old couple was watching me closely.
They were quite discrete about it. I doubt they thought that I would steal any books, but being a NYC native, I know when I’m being watched by store owners. Nonetheless, I slipped out of their view to the shelf that the message had told me about. I have never stolen anything in my life (except a bottle of Tabasco from my university’s dining hall once, but for $4,000 a semester for sub-par food I decided it wasn’t even stealing), yet for reasons unknown I quietly slipped a book from the bottom shelf into my bag.
After saying my farewells and stating that there was nothing that caught my eye today, the old couple seemed to return to their normal cheery selves. They waved me out the door and told me to stop by anytime for a coffee and chat. I promised that I would.
I decided to take the bus back to my apartment. The rain had increased to steady downpour and my umbrella felt heavy from the amount of endless water. It was only on the empty bus I took a look at what I had pilfered.
It was a book without a title.
This probably isn't the best board to post this in, but maybe it is.
I've been always lacking in motivation on the earthly plane, mainly because I do just fine on my own without trying to impress anyone but lately I've been considering taking psychiatric medication. Namely Vyvanse and Abilify.
I took Vyvanse before and it made me feel like I could do anything but trying it again in the working world, I was motivated for a few weeks and then it wore off with more side effects than anything. I'm thinking my issue might lie in needing to stabilize my mood and focus to where I can accomplish things steadily so was considering adding a mood stabilizer. Taking it before made me better able to talk to people generally so maybe this would work out.
But I also feel like taking meds is a way to continue an ego driven narrative where I have to do X and Y to feel good about myself.
What are the spiritual implications of taking meds?
>>17003621
Everything is conscious
But worry about th at later
For now, concern yourself with independent beings who dwell in your drinks
Also read the bible, it's all in there
>>17003632
Yes everything is conscious. I've experienced this. Especially on shrooms.
>beings in my drinks
Wat?
>Bible
Wat??
Welcome to yet another fascinating installation of THESE ARE PEOPLE!
What does /x/ know about Jewish folk lore? Dybbuk, Lilith and her children, Asmodeus and his minion, Resheph, and golem?
Most of the demons appear to actual serve God. Meaning gods a real dick, but that's just an interesting side note.
>>17003534
Thread hidden FYI
>>17003541
Why?
>>17003534
it seems even satan is working for god. testing the humans and such.
Never posted on /x/ before. Just had some crazy shit happen. Need some input.
>born Catholic
>slowly drifted away from the church
>always tried to follow the ethical teachings of Christ
>just wasn't sure about the theological doctrines
>get to college
>decide to major in philosophy
>take one class on Ancient Greek philosophy and another on early Christian philosophy
>both orbit heavily around Platonism and Neoplatonism
>start looking into mystical philosophy on my own
>find lots of great resources online
>start reading about Hermeticism
>also involved in a philosophy club at school
>members get to send in articles for us to read
>qt 3.14 blonde sends this article: http://www.parrhesiajournal.org/parrhesia09/parrhesia09_laruelle.pdf (short read, 5 pages; but basically Hermes and the "Secret" Nature of Secrets)
>the following night, I dream of Ancient Egypt
>I am exploring obsidian pyramids
>with me is qt 3.14 blonde
>explore the deepest reaches of the pyramids with ropes and torches
>find hieroglyphs
>they tell me that the movement and management of people by means of philosophy is an esoteric dance fueled by wielders of the ultimate alien technology: language
>I find mushrooms at the base of the hieroglyphs
>I eat them
>my vision swirls and breathes
>I crawl through a tunnel
>I find myself in a space ship
>there's these blue spacesuits and blue nikes I put on
>I exit the spaceship and float toward a star
>it expands to fill my vision and becomes Hermes/Thoth
>he was green and blue and had a golden ankh and a silver caduceus
>he then told me to worship the sun and the universe and life itself or face his wrath
>wake up strangely energetic
>come home from class
>find package from my mom with blue nikes
>couple hours later
>get call from friend a few hours later
>he has shrooms
Help. I think I'm about to fall down the rabbit hole.
Spiral out, keep going...
Go for it bro. You're a pagan now. Shrooms, nikes, and all.
>>17003444
Yet another synchronicity: you got trips.
4s signify death, in this case presumably the death of your previous self.
Tonight's guest: Michiou Kaku or whatever.
Listen: http://darkmatterdigitalnetwork.com/
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>show isn't even paranormal
>>17003266
I guess we have to move the thread to /sci/ tonight guys.
>mickeyo kaka
i hope hoagies show is good at least
I wish to make this as simple as possible.
>want a tattoo
>need it to actually mean something
>protection?
>wonder if wards or symbols to protect oneself
>here to consult /x/ about the knowledge of anything to mark the body that may be of use
>maybe a picture and description
Pic related
I am blind to this knowledge. Want direction.
Get a tribal tattoo and drink creatine. Those two and daily use of the gym will protect you.
It has to be something that means something to you; something that has a powerful effect on your conscious and subconscious mind, reminding you of who you are, and bringing you back to your strength. And/or the experience of a powerful being, like the crucifix if you're into christ, etc. Some Walmart or Majick-R-Us supposed protection sigil will do jack.
Get one like this. Protecting your eyes is very important.
I want to start a friendly competition to see who can psychically predict the most accurate details about myself in a span of only two hours. Whoever gets closest to getting the details correct about myself will win the thread and will be praised forever by the gods of clairvoyance ... or something like that.
First off, let me just state some simple ground rules before we begin.
My name, family members names, location, or any particular information that can be used to pinpoint my exact whereabouts on Earth doesn't count and is forbidden.
What you CAN do, however, is predict the different events in my past and present, my current personal struggles and emotional state, my morals and perspectives of the world, etc ...
There will be three prizes: Gold for the most accurate psychic of all the replies, Silver for second-most accurate, and Bronze for third.
So, without further ado, let the games begin!
Dick sucking role player?
>>17003080
you wear shoes on your feet.
ur a faget
Alright folks, we've got another OC horror thread. This time, we want to hear your urban legends. Feel free to tell your personal favorites, or recount an original one of your own. Ever had an encounter with the hook-hand man? Ever say 'bloody Mary' in the mirror five times? We want to hear about it. Frighten us. Convince us, that there's something terrifying hidden behind the ordinary. We double-dare you.
>>17003051
My mum
I love to bike ride. I found this cool road that runs up into the mountains with beautiful scenery. Pretty, fast ride, secluded, just awesome all around. Coolest part was, I found an old rusty car that had fallen off the side of the road, flipped over, and smashed into a tree. Cool find but I didn't think much of it.
I was telling my friend about this bike ride, and as soon as I mentioned the name of the road, he interrupted with an urban legend. There was supposedly a clan of albino cannibals, rejected from the city who lived along that road. At night, drunk/reckless drivers accidentally go swerving into the ravine, get trapped in the car wreckage, and then the albinos come out and attack them.
That was the car I saw.
Got more to the story if anyone's interested.
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I used to know this friend. He was a pretty cool guy for the most part, and I remember picking him up after his job at a retail store to goof around and have fun after a long day. Sometimes, we'd go to the pub and play pool 'till we couldn't stand straight. Those were the times. I must have known him about eight years in total, and many of those years were the best in my whole life.
This one night, we decide to change it up. We hadn't exactly gotten *bored*, but we wanted something new. My friend (I called him Eveey as a nickname,) suggested the pond, and that didn't seem like such a bad idea. Especially in the unforgiving summer heat. We drove out there in my truck, and parked in a clearing not too far away. We had a big ice-cheast, and we'd loaded it up with enough beverages and snacks to last the whole night. Although it was probably against legal parameters, law enforcement didn't blink an eye at campfires. Eveey got one going, and the two of us sat at the water's edge with our feet submerged. I remember it being a really relaxing evening, at least, until the end.
"Ever hear the one about the turkey-man?" he tells me.
"Nope, what's that? Sounds like some bullshit a kid wrote for English class."
"Nah, dude. I'm surprised you haven't heard of it. I mean, it's not too well known, but I heard now and then when I was in grade school. See, there's this legend about a guy that worked around the power reactor a couple towns over. They're dealing with all kinds of hazardous chemicals and shit. This one kid had a parent come to the class to talk about where he worked, and the stuff that goes on behind the scenes is some freaky stuff. The accidents especially. He'd stressed that those kinds of things weren't too frequent, but when it did happen... Shudders dude. It'll keep your eyes open after sundown."
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