potato_head: (6 u 9)
I know most of you know about my thing-that-is-in-my-room/closet from [livejournal.com profile] ontdcreepy posts but if you don't...it is a...thing that lives in my closet and keeps my stuff safe and will retrieve/locate lost objects if asked, as long as they're uh...upstairs I think is its range. And it tends to attack people in my room that it doesn't like. It gave my brother a nosebleed last time he slept in my room xD

Anyways I have finally figured out a shorter term for it, it is my Closet Keeper 6 u 9

And this just happened, so I thought y'all might appreciate the share...this morning Tripper (the dog) came upstairs to sleep with me once everybody else had gone to school/work. He brought a ball upstairs with him because...he's a lab, if there is a ball he will carry it everywhere forever until someone throws it for him or he loses it. Usually the second. So he brought the ball upstairs and was laying on the bed with me and I petted him for a bit...he dropped the ball (of course) and it rolled under dad's desk, which is against the same wall as the closet (my closet is a walk-in with two entrances - it runs the entire length of one wall of the room, with doors on either side of the room).

So Tripper jumps up off the bed like a lunging mad animal to go get the ball he dropped. He goes under the desk...backs up, sniffs in the waste basket next to the desk instead with his 'I'm being a polite dog' body language; basically, the way he would sniff at something on the ground if we ran across another dog on a walk and he was interacting politely. He came back to my bed, sans ball. I figured it was stuck under part of the desk he couldn't get to or something.

So about a half hour ago mom says she wants to go play fetch with him in the yard; I say he left a ball in my room and go upstairs to get it. Tripper follows me, galumphing around like a madman because he heard the word 'ball' come out of my lips, and starts tearing around the room in his excitement. I go over to check under the desk...no ball??? I ask Tripper where the ball is. He is of no help and grabs one of my plushies in his excitement. I check my bed, then realize - balls roll; Closet Keeper tends to keep objects somewhere if they can get away on their own. So I ask if it knows where the ball is.

I got a nonverbal 'yes', and suddenly Tripper is scrambling past/under me to get under the desk, and emerges with...the lost ball! YAY

(I guess I should specify also that of course I thank my Closet Keeper whenever it retrieves something for me; and also that it is NOT a colony of house faeries/brownies/whatever one would like to call them. I'm not sure what it is, but it's a single entity, usually about 4ft high, but occasionally taller for reasons I do not understand...which is one of the reasons I think it definitely isn't any sort of faerie, I've never known them to change size. TBH my strongest suspicion is that it's a thoughtform that occurred as a result of my protectiveness of my physical possessions and my personal space...I've been in that room for a rather long time)
potato_head: (glowboat)
Hey look, a post!

This is just some info on territorial faerie behaviors.

How many more times can I say 'territorial' before it stops looking like a word? )


And there you are. This is mostly just a regurgitation of information that I know, but I felt like writing up a real post, and this is what I had P:
potato_head: (beautiful mess)
So thinking about faeries again, there hasn't been much happening along those lines around here, but I realized there are parts of my earlier experiences that I haven't much gone into depth on so I thought y'all might like that? I mentioned it a few times way back when I first started talking about this stuff in [livejournal.com profile] ontdcreepy, but I don't think I ever really told it all.

I would like to preface this with a reminder that I don't do very smart things sometimes, and in many cases you really should not imitate me.

Like a car chase only in the woods )

It's kind of funny for me to be recounting this now, since it's getting really stormy outside, eh, and I'm sitting at the window where I can see the woods from. It kind of makes me nostalgic for when I had that room that's split into Paige and Derek's rooms now, and I had a window seat at the second-floor window that looked out at the woods, and I would just watch it. I did that a lot that summer. And after.

Anyways, I hope it snows D: also, Derek's hockey team is having a pasta party at the house, so don't be surprised if I make a whiny post later about too many people and sensory overload.
potato_head: (:D)
So y'all remember that tree that almost ate me, right? Do I have to like, get a link? I will in a bit, I'm feeling lazy right now (it's my birthday, you can't make me) and I have too many faerie tags. (LOOK I GOT THE LINK)

So anyways things changed. I actually discovered this awhile ago when I went in the woods to film for [livejournal.com profile] anobjectinspace in the fall. There used to be a natural 'path' that led straight to the tree (and nowhere else) behind the big rock; that's where I was when it was trying to lure me in, I stopped at the head of that path (it's very short, and once over the rock I could see the tree directly and uh, realized something was wrong). So I went to go film that path and - it's gone.

We've been living here for something like eleven years now; the path was there when we moved in, and has been there since, up until this year. It just sort of naturally grew over. At the entrance, there were branches hanging low, over the rock, so you couldn't even comfortably climb over it to get to the path; and looking down it, I saw other branches grown across as well.

I wondered why now, several years after the tree had actually been vacated, would this happen; and circled around the regular way, to have a look at the tree. And...most of it is gone. It had sort of, um, exploded? I'm not sure what happened. Up until then, it had been leaning sort of upright on a nearby tree, disconnected from its root system since it had been burnt away there. But now its branches are scattered all over - some leaning against other trees, some on the ground - and the main bulk of the tree is lying much more vertically.

This could have been a natural result of the huge storm we had that fall; but I'm also considering the possibility that it could be related to the way the faeries that used to live here completely disappeared last summer. IDK.


UNRELATED ETA my body and [livejournal.com profile] anobjectinspace are both abusing me


tanzelt: belly: you are hungryyy
uterus: no, no you are not
belly: what? yes you are
uterus: NOPE *CRAMPS* YOU MIGHT THROW UP ACTUALLY
belly+me: why are you doing thisssss ;A;
uterus: BECAUSE YOU WON'T GIVE ME BABIES AND I HATE YOU
anobjectinspace: LOLOLOL
anobjectinspace: Oh god
anobjectinspace: You should put that in your LJ
tanzelt: I AM GLAD YOU FIND MY DISTRESS AMUSING
anobjectinspace: IT IS HILARIOUS
potato_head: (8D)
Last night saw what I think was the large black thing I've seen about in the woods. It was up a tree in the backyard - just sitting up there - it reminded me of that scene from My Neighbor Totoro, LOL.



Yeah, that one! c:

Anyway, it was veeery still as it was when I saw it, and also unusually clear to the eye, as it was before. It was hard to gauge size even though it was pretty visible in the tree (these are kind of straggly pine trees - wouldn't hold a physical animal at whatever size this thing is, even birds don't go up to the top) because I'm not sure how tall the tree actually is. Tall. As before, it wasn't particularly unsettling, and I have no idea if it could see me through the window since I can't see its eyes (appears more as a giant opaque shadow). I wonder if it's been up there most nights (I wouldn't know, since I rarely sleep in my room).

The fact that it doesn't give me, or apparently anybody else, the same nervous feeling that most faeries do, makes me wary. The tree-dwellers didn't make me nervous at first contact either, not until I was close enough to see them/too close to get away easily.
potato_head: (rose)
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Oh! Well I suppose I should talk about this sooner or later, here's a good opportunity!

What am I skeptical about? Ghosts.

WHAT, I hear you all saying in my head. SURELY NOT.

(Y'all sound like Eddie Izzard in my head. Yup.)

Anyways, I am not skeptical of what one might call paranormal activity, or paranormal entities, or what I just usually refer to collectively as 'spooks'. What I highly doubt the existence of is the longstanding traditional ghost - the human spirit that wanders with intention. As TAPS might say, an intelligent haunting.

The reason I rarely, if ever, bring this up is because most of this is based on my experiences and knowledge working for Anubis, and I'm still pretty convinced people are snickering behind my back if I bring that up; but there it is. Frankly, I have seen human spirits after death. I have never seen a one that was capable of any such haunting.

I'm not saying it's impossible. But it would have to be very rare. And I expect it would be more likely to be a result of peaceful death than the violent, tragic deaths people always attribute to such hauntings. There would also be some sort of transformation necessary, which I'm sure can happen, but I've never had the rank to witness or grant, due to being a flake.

I'm also not saying you can't be visited by a loved one after death. But that's not a haunting. Escort and assistance is required for those sorts of visits.

And finally, I'm not saying there's NOTHING THERE. When you encounter something that seems to be an intelligent haunting - answers questions, interacts with you - surely there is something there. I think most likely it is either something small that has adopted such a story as its history; or something constructed out of the energy the world is steeped in by the force of people's belief in the legend.

The standard human soul is not constructed to easily exist outside of the body; that's what makes it human. And souls are not left just wandering after death. Not one person dies alone.

So yes, that's where I stand on it. Maybe makes things more clear as to why I am quicker to explain things as faeries rather than ghosts? Besides my obvious obsession 6 u 9

I still need a Mr. Crocker icon.

P.S. I also apologize if this entry comes off at all preachy? I know it might sound like I'm asserting, essentially, my beliefs as fact, but frankly every major religion that I know of has its version of psychopomps. If you're an athiest you're probably already used to religious people acting like they know everything anyway 6 u 9
potato_head: (glowboat)
Was discussing this with Paige last night while we watched a relevant episode of A Haunting, so figured I might as well make a post about it.

Hypothesis: Some graveyards are 'haunted' by a faerie.

I have heard a lot of personal experience stories in graveyards with a very similar pattern. It goes something like this: A person or group of kids or paranormal investigators sneak into a graveyard at night. They hear sounds, feel 'creeped out', but don't leave. It escalates to noises - children's laughter, abrupt screams, and so on. If they stay longer, it escalates to 'light' physical contact (gentle pushing, grabbing, and so on) and/or visual apparitions, often many different ones that seem unrelated. There is often a pervasive feeling of 'evil' at this point. They run out of the graveyard.

The general conclusion seems to be that they accidentally angered a whole army of ghosts, plus a demon or two. It seems more likely to me that, especially considering how established this pattern is, it is one entity - or perhaps a small group working together. The intention also seems to be more to scare them off, than to harm them.

So, my guess would be this is some sort of common territory-defensive pattern. Discuss??


P.S. I have a fic/fandom journal now too, it's at [livejournal.com profile] owlofowls. I kind of assumed none of you guys wanted to read my terrible fic but there it is if you are interested c: although there isn't anything up yet.
potato_head: (8D)
So I just got a PM

FROM MY SISTER PAIGE

She just made an LJ just to stalk me in [livejournal.com profile] ontdcreepy.

She is the ever-lovable [livejournal.com profile] dakfire, you may have seen her around other places as part of pokemon and other fandoms. She writes fanfic and is pretty good for a 12 17-year-old, I guess, when did that happen, I am pretty sure she's lying to me and is only 12.

Anyways feel free to go harass her in a friendly way or whatever. She makes an effort to be informed about things but is not good at informing herself (I'm still teaching her to use google properly...) so uh, yeah. Also, she's dating a /b/rony. IDK, what is this monster I live with, /b/ros are not viable mates omg

Ummmmm speaking of her here's a bit of faerie incident that I was meaning to get up the other day and forgot about!

So while at the wedding, which was out on a summer camp in the middle of the woods by a lake, Paige and I took frequent walks to get away from the omgloudnoiselotsofpeople inside. So it was dark and we were walking alone in a heavily wooded area. Unsurprisingly, I soon noticed something following us behind the cabins we were walking along. It seemed to be engaging in typical follow-stare faerie behavior, and was making a sort of low cooing/ape noise (Paige apparently did not hear it). So I, being incredibly smart all of the time, tried imitating its call back to it (y'all probably don't remember me mentioning this, but this is part of what got me in trouble with that tree-of-evil-things. I can't help it though, strong mirror neurons or something I guess). It started hiding from me at this point, IDK, maybe I insulted its mother or something. Paige was also alerted to the situation by this, although I didn't tell her much because we were still a bit far from the others (although not far enough that I thought I was putting her in any danger, or else I would have turned around and not engaged it) and I didn't want her to panic.

Anyways, by this point I had not gotten much of a good look at it, just enough to know that it was there; mostly I just heard it. This was very different, since I can't remember any making noise before, except the tree things. In retrospect, maybe I should have been more wary? But it was mobile and large, which IME = safe. As far as these things go

So we start heading back and I say something to Paige. She doesn't respond; is staring over my shoulder. I don't think she ever actually heard what I said, and once we had a bit of distance from those cabins/edge of the woods, she said she had seen something between the cabins watching us; very tall, indistinct.

This is the first time AFAIK she's ever seen a faerie. This is interesting to me because it supports my personal theory that all people can see faeries, it's just a matter of either not having practice, or blocking them out mentally; or just being easily able to interpret them as something else. I am not sure. It seems like most people who see them fully as I do see the same thing; but people who only see them partially, can see some very different things, based on what they THINK they are seeing. The human mind is a very complex thing, and how it interprets visual input, even more so. This is what makes me believe that a LOT of paranormal phenomena are related to faeries and faerie creatures. I know I've talked so far about the ones that make the most sense, but I, personally, have theories that go all the way down to shadow people and many cryptids having faerie origins.

Anyways I gotta go, Paige is giving me breaking family news that we need to discuss.

Um... :C

Sep. 1st, 2011 09:37 pm
potato_head: (o u o)
Went to the mall! Bought some shoes! It's amazing how much more I like shopping for myself now that Mom's given up trying to control what I wear. Also, interestingly, this morning (when I still thought we weren't going out til Friday) I did a red light/green light/yellow light spread for the day and had trouble making sense of it until I realized we must be going to the mall today, lol. It told me not to be afraid to spend my own money, and to beware of my mom. Story of my life shopping with her omfg

Anyways with this in mind I just kept relaxed but confident about buying shoes that I liked, started in the women's section but was prepared to go to the men's if I couldn't find anything I liked, although I knew mom would fight me on that. But I was able to find three pair that I really, really like :D because I am a crossdressing queerbutt and all. Even found some nice leather dress shoes that mom says she also likes, so hopefully she will not hide these like my last pair to force me to wear those godawful platform heels.

One of my new pairs of shoes is shiny. These shiny sort of platinum sneakers. I swear they look good, LOL. I took pictures but can't find the USB for my camera right now so y'all can wait for those.



Speaking of my camera...remember my previous post about falling asleep in mom and dad's bed earlier today? Well, the reason I went in there in the first place was to take a few pics of Tripper because he was doing something adorable (you will get those later as well). I only took a few, then turned it off, because my camera's battery was drained; I was a bit surprised, but figured mom or dad must have snagged my camera to take more pictures of the disaster that was our street during the power outage. I left it on mom's dresser while I slept, and only just went in to retrieve it and see if I could get some pictures of my shoes out of it.

When I turned it on, it showed itself as fully charged.

Now, it does this thing occasionally where if it was very low on battery, it'll think it's fully-charged when you first turn it on; but once you try to take a picture, it'll correct itself. I took something like ten pictures...it continued to insist it was fully charged.

It is possible that turning it off and back on made it calculate its battery charge in a slightly different way...IDK, I've had this happen with other rechargable batteries before, like in my DS; it's in the red, I turn it off and on again, it's in the green for another ten minutes. But never have I seen something go from 'battery low' to 'battery full' from being turned off and on; and it is literally IMPOSSIBLE for it to be full because I haven't charged it since three days before we left China, and have used it quite a bit since then.
potato_head: (o u o)
We just had a fire inspection. Sooo after all the fire alarms being set off several times in a row (TOO LOUD FOR LIFE) and reassuring Tripper after he became convinced that he didn't get to meet the fire inspector because everybody hates him, I am now quite awake.

Also, I discovered this show, Pucca. SO CUTE. Also, Netflix says it's a kid's show but I'm pretty sure the main character is being raised by three gay fathers, and someone just literally shat a brick. NOT SURE WHAT THINK


Anyways, I decided to go ahead and define those terms I referenced yesterday in my post, plus a few others.

Keep in mind that I use them to describe phenomena I've found in research, that I've seen frequently enough to find notable; not things I have seen myself (for the most part) nor that I can verify is a pattern for any reason other than coincidence, cultural inspiration (in the case of folklore), or possible collaboration/inspiration between people making up paranormal experiences.

That said, let's go!! )


Alright, I think that's all I have for now. Besides which, I have to go out and buy some cookie tins so I can start baking. :D I will be taking video this time, I think.
potato_head: (D: D: D:)
Troublingly, I haven't seen any of the 'usual' local faeries around. The ones that I drew before. I'd been telling myself it's because I haven't been in the woods much, and they've been keeping out of the yard as requested. But it's getting towards fall and they're usually much more active around this time, and they're just...not around. I've been out in the woods a few times, hoping to make contact, as I decided to do. They're not there. The woods are empty.

Or rather, they were. I just saw something in there. It was very dark in color, almost black I think. That's about all I could tell =/ it made me very nervous to see it - I was watching it through the window, and I think it might have been looking back at me, even though it was down in the woods. I couldn't see any face or eyes but I got the impression I was looking at its face anyways.

Also, shortly before leaving for China, I had gotten the impression there was something on the large rock at the edge of the woods - the entrance to the 'corridor' that leads to the now-dead tree. That tried to eat me. There has to be a simpler way of referencing that incident, but although I've found a few other incidents of minor encounters with these sorts of trees, I can't find any folklore that seems to directly reference it. I've labeled them 'singing trees' to myself, but my personal labels are not very helpful, as they are meant to categorize reported phenomena and my own theories, not be applied to the actual reality. (Some other faerie creatures and phenomena I have personal labels for are 'the storyteller(s)', 'chickenfeet' and 'following'. Anybody care to guess what they might refer to? If you've done any independent faerie research yourself? IDK that any of you have :P I just thought it would be neat if you could guess.)

Okay, back to what I was actually talking about. I got the sense that something was on or standing directly behind the rock; it made me very uncomfortable, and my eye kept being drawn there, but I couldn't see anything. I have actually not looked at the rock since. I haven't been in the backyard, let alone the woods, since before I left for China, and now I'm afraid to go in.

I suspect strongly that some changes occurred out there while I was away. I had grown comfortable with what I knew if the current balance out there. What happened? It occurs to me more and more that I really know very little. Maybe it's a good thing that I never got to approach them personally like I wanted to. I don't actually know that they weren't interested in eating me or something D:

Black thing is still out there. Keeps disappearing and then coming back. I am pretty sure now that it's looking at me.

Auras

Jul. 21st, 2011 09:25 pm
potato_head: (Default)
Ying seems to be sick; I was thinking about this last night, so you guys get a full, proper post. On auras! Well, more like my history with auras and my own personal aura, not very informative stuff here.

Auras )

In other thoughts, our plan for tonight is to stay up all night, to try and reduce jet-lag, and sleep on the plane. I don't think I'll have any problem with that. Dunno if we're actually doing anything today at all, although there was a plan to meet the professor we interviewed at the beginning of the week for lunch.

Also, I currently have about 4 CNY in my wallet. I don't know if it's worth it to withdraw another hundred, having only today left; I'll have another 200 when we leave the hotel (room deposit), so I'll be able to buy snacks etc. at the airport. I think I'll just borrow money and pay it back by buying things for people at the airport.

BTW, I was confused for awhile, but apparently both CNY and RMB are acceptable ways to indicate the Chinese currency (yuans)? RMB is obviously the official way, since it's etched into the side of the coins.

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