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Friday, April 3, 2009
Wednesday, March 4, 2009
I know we really have a long time between posts. I've been without a computer for a while and marty has been busy with work. How ever, We did recently get to ghost hunt the Birdcage Theater in Tombstone, Arizona. While we haven't gone over all the evidence, we did have some personal experiences there that are worth relating.
While standing at the top of a staircase, I felt something grab my arm. Marty was the only person nearby, but he was at the bottom of the stairs. I asked "if somone is touching my arm, please touch my shoulder." the pressure moved from my arm to my shoulder.
At the base of my stairs was the gambling room for the theater. When we first arrived it smelled STRONGLY of cigar smoke. We asked the people in charge if that was common, they said no. returning to the room the smoke smell was gone.
Later on while standing on the side of the stage, I felt like someone was tugging on my arm to keep me from being seen. All in all we are very happy with the results, hopefully when we go over the evidence we will find something else (We have about 3 hours worth)
While standing at the top of a staircase, I felt something grab my arm. Marty was the only person nearby, but he was at the bottom of the stairs. I asked "if somone is touching my arm, please touch my shoulder." the pressure moved from my arm to my shoulder.
At the base of my stairs was the gambling room for the theater. When we first arrived it smelled STRONGLY of cigar smoke. We asked the people in charge if that was common, they said no. returning to the room the smoke smell was gone.
Later on while standing on the side of the stage, I felt like someone was tugging on my arm to keep me from being seen. All in all we are very happy with the results, hopefully when we go over the evidence we will find something else (We have about 3 hours worth)
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Update
We haven't posted anything in a while, so here is a small update on current happenings. We have been on two investigations since out last post. One at a relatives house, where while there were some strange personal experiences, we did not get any conclusive evidence.
More recently, we went back to the cemetary where we filmed the small moving blade of grass. We took a potential new member to our group.
The blade of grass was still entwined in the fence, and we gathered a few EVP's. once we finish going back over them a few more times we will post them here for people to hear.
Also, we were trying to establish another more functional website besides this blog, but in the long run we decided to stick with just the blog for now.
More recently, we went back to the cemetary where we filmed the small moving blade of grass. We took a potential new member to our group.
The blade of grass was still entwined in the fence, and we gathered a few EVP's. once we finish going back over them a few more times we will post them here for people to hear.
Also, we were trying to establish another more functional website besides this blog, but in the long run we decided to stick with just the blog for now.
Sunday, May 18, 2008
So, we recently went on an investigation up to a small cemetary in Idaho. Nothing much happened while we were there. We witnessed no personal experiences besides a bird in a tree. However, at one point in order to take some still photos we set our cameras down facing the cemetary, and walked away to use our still cameras. Amazingly, we actually caught something on both cameras! There is a blade of dead grass in the film. You can see that it is sort of wrapped in the fence. There was no breeze and no one touched the fence at any time after setting the cameras down. It may be nothing, just something simple, but the way the grass moves seems strange to me.
Tuesday, April 1, 2008
The Dream
2 nights ago, I had a dream. And no this isn’t one of those Martin Luther King Jr. dreams. This dream was so real, and yet, I don’t know if it is real or not. It was like I was in a dream that was based on reality that was based on a dream in reality. Does that make sense. I woke up twice in this dream and still was in the dream. I know I am not in the dream now because I am writing this down. I don’t usually believe in dreams being reality, but I have no idea if this is just a dream or if it is reality. I am losing sleep over this dream. I don’t dare go back to sleep because I know it will come back. I don’t want it to come back.
THE DREAM
I was watching TV with my cousins. And nothing was on tv. We decided to play a game but the game would always restart itself.
All of a sudden it broke into me watching a mattress on the floor and a blanket opening up on its own on top of it. I then picked up a black cat and a little girl whom I will not name said not to sleep in the bed because it will wake it up. She ended up sleeping in that bed and I sat down on the couch. When I sat down on the couch I heard a flopping sound in the bedroom. As I looked over into the bedroom, there she was shaking on the floor and suddenly a piece of metal flew right by my face. I went into the room and she was turning green and had boils all over her face, she then sat up and started walking towards me.
I ran into my grandparents room and woke them up, she was right behind me. We then started running towards the door of the bedroom. My phone rang and I woke up. Or so I thought. When I answered the phone(keep in mind I thought I was actually awake and the dream was over) it started to bleed and then in a shrill voice I heard, “Wake up” then I woke up.
After I woke up, again, I headed toward the bathroom, and I saw pictures of kids on the walls, kids which I have never seen before, but they were all dead in the pictures. Needless to say I was scared almost to death. The phone rang. This time it was my mom. I was finally awake.
As I said, I don’t believe in my dreams being reality, but it was oh so true. I don’t dare to sleep or even go into a dark room. Those who know me, know that I don’t get scared, well I am here to tell you that I am scared…..SCARED….To Death.
Marty Estrada
March 30th, 2008
N.U.P.O. 2008
THE DREAM
I was watching TV with my cousins. And nothing was on tv. We decided to play a game but the game would always restart itself.
All of a sudden it broke into me watching a mattress on the floor and a blanket opening up on its own on top of it. I then picked up a black cat and a little girl whom I will not name said not to sleep in the bed because it will wake it up. She ended up sleeping in that bed and I sat down on the couch. When I sat down on the couch I heard a flopping sound in the bedroom. As I looked over into the bedroom, there she was shaking on the floor and suddenly a piece of metal flew right by my face. I went into the room and she was turning green and had boils all over her face, she then sat up and started walking towards me.
I ran into my grandparents room and woke them up, she was right behind me. We then started running towards the door of the bedroom. My phone rang and I woke up. Or so I thought. When I answered the phone(keep in mind I thought I was actually awake and the dream was over) it started to bleed and then in a shrill voice I heard, “Wake up” then I woke up.
After I woke up, again, I headed toward the bathroom, and I saw pictures of kids on the walls, kids which I have never seen before, but they were all dead in the pictures. Needless to say I was scared almost to death. The phone rang. This time it was my mom. I was finally awake.
As I said, I don’t believe in my dreams being reality, but it was oh so true. I don’t dare to sleep or even go into a dark room. Those who know me, know that I don’t get scared, well I am here to tell you that I am scared…..SCARED….To Death.
Marty Estrada
March 30th, 2008
N.U.P.O. 2008
Saturday, March 29, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
NUPO and the Board
After much discusion and debate, the two of us got ahold of an Ouija Board. Now, most people know about the Ouija Board. It is a game mass produced by Parker Brothers. Its name simply means Yes, Yes in French and German respectively. They seem to be synonymus with demon possession, mainly due to the appearance of one in "The Exorcist." Some people believe that the board is moved by ghosts or spirits, while others say it is simply the ideomotor effect. The ideomotor effect is when you unconciously move a body part. This can be illustrated by simple things, like being burned, flinching, or crying when sad.
Those that claim spirits use the board, claim that the spirit slightly influences the board, spelling out things and answering the questions
Either way, there is a lot of superstition and myths about the boards. Many claim that they are dangerous, that evil demons pose as helpful spirits, and trick people into posession. Some of the myths around the boards include:
1. The board must be "closed" properly or evil spirits will remain behind to haunt the operator.
2. Never use the Ouija when you are ill or in a weakened condition since this may make you vulnerable to possession.
3. A Ouija Board will scream if you try to burn it. People who hear the scream have less than thirty-six hours to live. There is only one proper way to dispose of it: break the board into seven pieces, sprinkle it with Holy Water then bury it.
Three things never to ask a Ouija board: Never ask about God. Never ask when you are going to die. Never ask where the gold is buried.
Is this true? do 95% of people who use Ouija Boards suffer major bad luck as one occultist claims? Are those who use its lives forever cursed? Well, there was only one way to find out.
About 12:30 Am on the 13 of January, 2008 myself and Marty turned on our cameras and used the board. We used it twice, with about a 30 minute pause between sessions. The second session I will post later, the first session went like this
Me: Is there anyone here in the room with us?
-pointer moves to YES-
Me: how many are with us?
-pointer moves to 3-
Me: Can you tell us your name?
-pointer moves to Q and stops-
Marty: Q? what does it mean by that?
-pointer moves to Goodbye-
Me: Well, that was anti-climatic. Is there anyone else here who will talk to us?
-pointer moves to YES-
Me: So we can speak to you better, will you please spell your name for us?
-pointer spells out E-R-R-I-N-
Marty: So, Errin.(at this point we spent a few minutes noting, that even a slight amount of weight on the pointer on either side caused it to tip. only the lightest touch kept it flat)
Me: Errin, are you female?-pointer moves to yes-
Marty: How old are you Errin?
Pointer moves to 2-3
Me: are you 23? (clarifying)
Pointer: D-E-P-E-N-D-S
Me: Depends on what?
Pointer: W-H-Y
Me: you want to know why we're asking if your 23?
Pointer: NO
Marty: what do you mean it depends why?
Pointer: T-V
Me: that doesn't make any sense...
Marty: When you say TV do you mean television?
Pointer moves to the top corner, the picture of a sun.(we moved it back to the center)
Me: are you playing a joke on us?
Pointer: P-2 (pointer suddenly stops)
Marty: hello? (at this point one of the camera's starts trying to focus on something, pulsing crazily)
Me: Are we still talking to Errin?
Pointer stops between F and G
Me:It's not very nice to play pranks on us
Pointer: T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Me: Who's in Trouble? are We in Trouble? (no response) Errin, are you in Trouble?
Pointer moves to the picture of the sun
Me: is your son in trouble?
Pointer: N-U
Me: Errin, does somebody not want you to talk to us?
Pointer: D-E-A-T-H
Marty: what do you mean when you say death?
Pointer: Goodbye
Marty: How many are with us now?
pointer: 9-7-5-3-4-2-1(here we discuss how that sounds like a familiar phone number)
Me: is that a phone number?
Pointer: No
Me: is that the number of spirits present?
Pointer: 5 (almost 6)
Me: just to clarify, not that Ii think you are stupid, there are 5 spirits present with me and Marty?
Pointer: YES
Me: thank you. Do we know any of you spirits?(my dog suddenly jumps up and starts staring in the corner)
Marty: Is it... What is your name?
Me: Better yet. The first person who knows us, please spell your name
Pointer: U-R-E-R
Marty: are you giving us initials?
Pointer: Yes
Marty: please give us your initials again
Pointer:R-E-F
Me: will the next person who knows us, please spell their name?
Pointer: S-T-W
Me: were you also giving us your initials?
Pointer: I-Goodbye
Me: is there all the people who know either me or Marty?
Pointer moves to Goodbye, and the other camera starts focusing crazily.
Marty: I think we are done for the night.END OF SESSION
Those that claim spirits use the board, claim that the spirit slightly influences the board, spelling out things and answering the questions
Either way, there is a lot of superstition and myths about the boards. Many claim that they are dangerous, that evil demons pose as helpful spirits, and trick people into posession. Some of the myths around the boards include:
1. The board must be "closed" properly or evil spirits will remain behind to haunt the operator.
2. Never use the Ouija when you are ill or in a weakened condition since this may make you vulnerable to possession.
3. A Ouija Board will scream if you try to burn it. People who hear the scream have less than thirty-six hours to live. There is only one proper way to dispose of it: break the board into seven pieces, sprinkle it with Holy Water then bury it.
Three things never to ask a Ouija board: Never ask about God. Never ask when you are going to die. Never ask where the gold is buried.
Is this true? do 95% of people who use Ouija Boards suffer major bad luck as one occultist claims? Are those who use its lives forever cursed? Well, there was only one way to find out.
About 12:30 Am on the 13 of January, 2008 myself and Marty turned on our cameras and used the board. We used it twice, with about a 30 minute pause between sessions. The second session I will post later, the first session went like this
Me: Is there anyone here in the room with us?
-pointer moves to YES-
Me: how many are with us?
-pointer moves to 3-
Me: Can you tell us your name?
-pointer moves to Q and stops-
Marty: Q? what does it mean by that?
-pointer moves to Goodbye-
Me: Well, that was anti-climatic. Is there anyone else here who will talk to us?
-pointer moves to YES-
Me: So we can speak to you better, will you please spell your name for us?
-pointer spells out E-R-R-I-N-
Marty: So, Errin.(at this point we spent a few minutes noting, that even a slight amount of weight on the pointer on either side caused it to tip. only the lightest touch kept it flat)
Me: Errin, are you female?-pointer moves to yes-
Marty: How old are you Errin?
Pointer moves to 2-3
Me: are you 23? (clarifying)
Pointer: D-E-P-E-N-D-S
Me: Depends on what?
Pointer: W-H-Y
Me: you want to know why we're asking if your 23?
Pointer: NO
Marty: what do you mean it depends why?
Pointer: T-V
Me: that doesn't make any sense...
Marty: When you say TV do you mean television?
Pointer moves to the top corner, the picture of a sun.(we moved it back to the center)
Me: are you playing a joke on us?
Pointer: P-2 (pointer suddenly stops)
Marty: hello? (at this point one of the camera's starts trying to focus on something, pulsing crazily)
Me: Are we still talking to Errin?
Pointer stops between F and G
Me:It's not very nice to play pranks on us
Pointer: T-R-O-U-B-L-E
Me: Who's in Trouble? are We in Trouble? (no response) Errin, are you in Trouble?
Pointer moves to the picture of the sun
Me: is your son in trouble?
Pointer: N-U
Me: Errin, does somebody not want you to talk to us?
Pointer: D-E-A-T-H
Marty: what do you mean when you say death?
Pointer: Goodbye
Marty: How many are with us now?
pointer: 9-7-5-3-4-2-1(here we discuss how that sounds like a familiar phone number)
Me: is that a phone number?
Pointer: No
Me: is that the number of spirits present?
Pointer: 5 (almost 6)
Me: just to clarify, not that Ii think you are stupid, there are 5 spirits present with me and Marty?
Pointer: YES
Me: thank you. Do we know any of you spirits?(my dog suddenly jumps up and starts staring in the corner)
Marty: Is it... What is your name?
Me: Better yet. The first person who knows us, please spell your name
Pointer: U-R-E-R
Marty: are you giving us initials?
Pointer: Yes
Marty: please give us your initials again
Pointer:R-E-F
Me: will the next person who knows us, please spell their name?
Pointer: S-T-W
Me: were you also giving us your initials?
Pointer: I-Goodbye
Me: is there all the people who know either me or Marty?
Pointer moves to Goodbye, and the other camera starts focusing crazily.
Marty: I think we are done for the night.END OF SESSION
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