Paranormal Activity and Dr. Cellus’ Real Life Ghost Stories
I know that I had planned to cover more amazing animal adaptations, but as many
of you may know, the Semantink team headed over to the Phoenix Comic Convention, and I attended a few interesting panels. One of the panels that I found particularly interesting was on the topic of paranormal activity: specifically, on the topic of ghosts. The panel was a mix of skeptics and believers in the supernatural; there were paranormal researchers as well as mediums and people who truly don’t believe that there is a supernatural explanation for these occurrences. Beyond simply talking about experiences and events, there were a few clips that depicted several interesting pieces of phenomenon that had been captured. Now, here’s an issue that I think is worth
exploring: how do you recreate (to prove to skeptics) something that may be a fluke occurrence or may be an experience that comes to you instead of the other way around. Personally (and I’m borrowing a bit from psychologists) I believe that there are competing realities that we all live in. Individually, there is a private reality that we all experience first hand. This reality is based on the experiences that one accumulates in one’s own personal space; usually, this personal reality is often disregarded when it does not agree with the collective reality. The collective reality is what a community decides to accept as a standard of thought that is acceptable. An example of collective reality is the strong current of thought that ran through the Victorian era that affirmed that women were inferior to men and even further, that women had no souls. Today’s collective British reality makes that thought sound ridiculous. Reality has the capacity to
change according to the community that agrees upon it. If you don’t agree upon it, then you are “crazy,” “stupid,” or “ignorant.” An example of that clash is that homeless man that we’ve all seen on the street muttering to himself about the demons across the street or what not; his personal reality is clearly at odds with the collective reality. Now, in accordance with the previous posts I’ve written about, evolution may be more of an individual process than a collective change. So, a question that continuously nags at me is: is it possible to reason that some people may be more prone to evolve or adapt to ideas/thoughts/visions than that of the collective reality comprehend?
Time for the Doctor to share his own experiences with the spirits. I have had three
total experiences that I feel are completely unexplainable. I really want to stress that point: I have NO explanation. Spirits/ghosts/bad-juju are just one aspect for explanation. Of course things like lucid dreaming/air pressure/loose locks/ and the like are also just as easily culpable; I don’t want to rule anything out. I’ll list my experiences, and you readers can decide for yourself.
1) Voices in the dark. As an adolescent, I would often read late into the night. Once, as I was reading, I suddenly heard whispers in my ear; it wasn’t anything distinct or any single voice male or female, it was like twenty people trying to whisper something to me all at once. It lasted for a full second or two before it went away. What do you make of it? I have no history of hearing problems, and I do not continually hear voices, but I certainly heard that whisper. Here are the options for explanations that I came up with: sometimes the inner ear creates sounds such as a tone that is heard; this could have been one of those moments. I could have some underlying mental issues that surfaced for that one moment and have not repeated themselves. And, of course, it could have been contact with the “other” plane of existence. Also, I have heard the shape of a human skull acts like an amplifier for radio waves, so it is possible that I was catching some frequency perfectly for a split second. I really don’t know what to make of it, but it was an experience that couldn’t be replicated.
2) The opening door trick. The second unexplainable event in my life occurred when I was older. The house that I lived in was a historic house and had seen many families within its walls. I had fallen asleep with my girlfriend of the time, and I awoke early in the morning with a start. I felt like something was wrong, and about two minutes after waking, the door to my room opened with such force and such speed that I jumped out of bed, fully expecting to see an intruder come in to the room. But no one entered. There was no one in the house at all. When I say that the door opened with force, let me reinforce that I heard the knob turn and the door was pushed open hard enough to hit against the rubber stopper and almost close itself again. I suppose I can’t rule out atmospheric conditions such as the wind or some mixture of the AC or the heater, but neither of those were on, and I have no idea what to make of it. It never occurred again in the house, but the last brush that I had with the supernatural did take place in that same house in that same room.
3) Possession? Demonic activity? I had a very busy week, and I was tired. When the weekend finally came, I decided to try and take a nap. I was lying face down, on my stomach, with my face pointing away from the door. I had been on the bed for no more than a minute when a crippling paralysis crept over me. Suddenly, and sadistically slowly, I felt the mattress move as if a small person was walking on the mattress over to me, one step at a time. Though I couldn’t move, I was terrified and I was screaming inside, but I couldn’t get the words out. The steps proceeded and suddenly whatever it was straddled me right at my feet. I didn’t feel the weight of anything press down on me, but I could feel the mattress moving on both sides of me as the slow steps walked up my body. I kept trying to look behind me, to see what was clearly standing over me, but I was completely frozen. Finally, I gave up struggling internally. I figured if this is how it was going to end, then so be it. I relaxed, and I felt everything lift away. I could move again, and I spun around quickly. Of course, nothing was there. Lucid dreaming? Stealthy little ninja who paralyzed me momentarily? Or angry ghost, messing with me?
Some people have had no unusual phenomena occur to them. Others seem to have stories of unusual events for days. What are your thoughts? Are there any stories that you have that are unexplainable? Has anyone had a recurring event that seems to be triggered by some kind of reaction? Let me know, and I’ll see you next week when I get back on the topic of amazing animal adaptations.




