Nov. 2nd, 2012 11:29 pm
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Saw another huge white thing dead, this time just off the side of the road, and much closer to home. Only a few streets over.

I wasn't driving this time, dad was, so I was able to turn and get a better look at it. It looked kind of like an enormous golden retriever with white fur. Like, huge.

Dad apparently didn't see it, but I didn't say anything until after we had passed it.

ANYWAYS, baking cookies tonight. Do we really need in-progress pics this time? I'll ask you guys since I haven't started yet. Do you guys like to see them pre-baking? Or should I just wait until they're all finished to take photos?

P.S. Wow, I wonder why so many Americans think their votes don't count, when the news is saying verbatim that people in Wisconsin are the 'crucial voters' who will get to 'pick the next president'.

Take off your blinders, y'all. There are different swing states every election, and who the candidates focus on is NOT an accurate predictor of what states will be close, and often not even what states have a lot of undecided voters.

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Sorry I haven't been around much, guys. Not been very sociable lately. But thought y'all might like to hear about this thing that happened last night...

I was driving home from school, late-ish, I left around 7:30 and it's a 1-1.5 hour drive. The drive was fine until I missed the last exit - my GPS didn't say anything and I had zoned out a bit and not been watching the exit signs (which is why I always have the GPS). So, no biggy, I got off on the next exit and figured the GPS would un-confuse itself and tell me how to get home; which it promptly started doing.

So I was driving around, basically, back roads through dark woods for awhile, interspersed with houses and things. Which is basically what you get if you go from one town to another around here, or even just drive around in our town, I swear to god there are sections of the town that are practically in Underhill 6 u 9

So I'm driving around places like this and I feel a little alert when in especially dark, woodsy areas, but mostly I'm confident. Even though I still don't seem to be getting any closer to anywhere I know. And then...I come out into a little spot with some houses and streetlights and, well, basically it's an intersection in the middle of one of these neighborhoods-in-the-woods, which tend to give the impression of emerging into civilization when you aren't. I even saw another car! And then I saw something in the road.

At first I thought it was just some kind of trash, but it drew my eye, and as I went past/probably over it I saw that it was 1) road kill and 2) had to have been some fucking huge animal. I'm talking like...a really, really big dog. The fur was way too long for it to have been a deer, and all white as well. Looking at it gave me a real feeling of wrongness, so much so that it made me nauseous for a few seconds. And I'm not someone usually disturbed by roadkill, I actually usually find it reassuring. (I couldn't see a head or foot or anything else to easily identify the animal, it was either fairly decomposed or...just a bloody pelt. It was very flat.)

So I keep driving, figure everything's fine, I'm putting the weird dead road thing behind me. I'm back in somewhat dark areas, but there's occasional streetlights! Yay! As I approach one light, an animal runs out into the road; I slow down, still a distance from it, but I'm able to see it pretty clearly (in retrospect, this in and of itself seems strange; even with my glasses on). It was a cat, very dark in color, running across the road. I noticed it was kind of odd that it was moving at such a high speed, but walking rather than galloping...it looked strange.

And then I got close enough to see that it had six legs.

TBH it wasn't too alarming of an experience, since the centi-cat just kept undulating its way across the road and didn't stop or anything, and by the time I reached the spot it was gone. It's not the first time I've seen one of these varieties of 'strange animals' - there's one that lives in a rock wall in a heavily-wooded street near here, that I used to walk by on my way home from school, and I would see it fairly frequently - but it was rather unexpected, and startling after the weird roadkill.

Then the GPS decided to up the ante and insist we had reached my house when we were only a few miles down that road and obviously NOWHERE NEAR my house. I kept driving for a bit before pulling over to investigate xD turns out it was taking me to the wrong address entirely...one I would have never put in, and had somehow been saved under 'home' in between last week and this week. My GPS is on my phone, so it's not like anybody else used it. Not sure how that happened. My phone has been doing all kinds of weird shit lately though, I'm hoping to get a new one this weekend.
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Last entry was not nearly as long as I was afraid it was. Yay! I'm glad I split it up though, it would have been huuuuge.

Read more... )

So yeah, that's what happened. Since I thought you guys might be curious. I'm still not exactly sure why it targeted me or what would have happened if I had gone outside, but generally faeries don't try to lure people outside for friendly conversations, I think.
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Alright so...the faerie situation is resolved now, and I will accordingly EXPLAIN EVERYTHING. Because Paige was there for most of it but I didn't explain things to her like why, exactly, we were doing certain things. And I think only [livejournal.com profile] beasts_and_men really knows everything that happened, because I was freaking out on them as it happened.

Read more... )

I was intending to put this all in one post, but it's late and I'm exhausted? So I'll finish up with another post tomorrow on how we took care of the situation and etc.


May. 28th, 2012 01:58 am
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Some sort of faerie has stolen the voice of a starling (female european starling, to be exact) and is using it to harass our house. Possibly intentionally targeting me, since I'm pretty susceptible to the sound of a bird in distress, in a way I'm not to most animals.

It's circling the house right now. The cat keeps going in and out and the dog won't settle down and go to bed. He was running to bark out the front window before, but has stopped now that it's not out front any more.

IDEK guysss I will come back later and write out everything exactly as it happened, once this is resolved. Right now things are kind of tense lol. Not that I think I'm in any danger, as long as I'm not stupid enough to go outside after it, and even before I realized what was going on my good sense managed to prevail over my immediate response that I wanted to go outside to find the bird.

Alright I can't focus enough to give any more detail I'm actually just looking for any advice from my friendsies with closer ties to faeries than I have. Thoughts? I have a plan of action for tomorrow, we found the body of the bird. We're going to bury it in an established cemetery with coins, a needle through its heart, and Paige is going to do funeral rites.

Well, I say 'we'. Paige is going to do all these things. I will probably be sleeping.
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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: (angry)
Look at me, I'm aliiiive!

You know that joke about not trusting anything that bleeds for four days and lives? Yeah, it's such a terribly sexist joke. (Also LOL OH GOD FOUR DAYS? I WISH.) But yeah around this time of month, about two or three days in, I do indeed feel like the risen dead. So I always think of that.

Also, guess what I just did? My homework. That's due tomorrow. I didn't even stay up to 4 AM to finish it! YEAH GO ME GOOOO

Anyways I had been planning to make like, an actual f'reals post tonight, about faeries and graveyards, I even told [livejournal.com profile] anobjectinspace I was going to do that, but that was pretty ambitious considering my current half-dead state of affairs.

I guess I can sum up the post right here for you though: EVERYTHING IS FAERIES FOREVERRRRR.

ETA is it really the 9th? Like today was the 8th? the fuck
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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.
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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
belly+me: why are you doing thisssss ;A;
anobjectinspace: LOLOLOL
anobjectinspace: Oh god
anobjectinspace: You should put that in your LJ
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.
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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
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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.
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Omg we have a major storm brewing right now. Like it's about as dark outside right now as it would be at 5AM. And it only just started raining.

I hope this keeps up through work, I love stormy days at work. :D It feels so cozy, serving hot coffee to people during a rainstorm (or when it's snowing out)! And it seems to put people in a better mood than when it's sunny out, hell if I know why. I know that's not the usual trend, but customer trends at coffee shops seem to be very different than usual customer trends.

OMG now it is REALLY raining. And thunder. Excited! This also means the pain in my ears will stop soon (very sensitive to pressure changes).

Anyways, a bit more talking about training Tripper. Worked with him a bit more last night. I've decided the best solution to my and his non-syncing schedule is to do very short sessions with him in the evenings, so he won't get tired and frustrated. We worked on 'brofist' because he's having a lot of trouble with 'lick' still so I want to wait and work on that separately.

I have a hard time understanding why people who have the time to work with their dogs, don't. I don't think I really knew Tripper before I started training him, and I was vastly underestimating his intelligence, too. I mean, it's not like I'm an awesome trainer, we're learning together and I think I'm getting a lot better.

I wish I could go outside and stand in the rain a bit, maybe even walk into the woods (good chance then of encountering the new inhabitants close-up, I think...at least, rain used to draw the old ones out, even though they were usually not active during the day). But I have work later and don't want to have to take another shower between now and then. Also, there's a fog that's collecting in the woods in a way that makes me kind of uneasy.
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.

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