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13 December 2011
It has been a while since I last updated this blog. In fact, it’s been a few months. There are a couple of reasons behind that. One, I just have not felt in the mood to write out my feelings and thoughts. Second, I would not have had much time to anyway, as I have been extremely busy with my photography work these past few months, especially the last few weeks.
Ok, I am pretty sure this evil fucking entity wants to hurt me. That was evident in the video from this afternoon. I was lucky. I just got out of the way of the bookcase just in time. Would being hit by one of these shelves killed me? I doubt it, as the bookcase was stopped by the work bench, but the shelves that came flying out as the bookcase went over would have done some serious damage. I guess I was getting a bit cocky with that. When I last filmed it, the poltergeist rocked the bookcase back and forth, but didn’t knock it over. The poltergeist did do that a few times up in the house, but never with me in the way. Oh well, I am still here. The entity did not win, I won.
Now, my main purpose for filming this video was to show that there was not “mechanical” device under the bookcase. Yes, as ridiculous as it sounds, some smart arses left some comments claiming that because the bottom would piece did not move, it was hiding some sort of mechanical device. That piece of wood was simply the bottom front fascia of the bookcase that had come off when I moved the bookcase form the house upstairs, to the garage downstairs. I did at least manage to show that there was nothing underneath the piece of wood, even if it did mean that I had to go and change my underwear after this happened.
If you watch this video in slow motion, you can see just how close I came to getting hit by the falling shelves of the bookcase. This is what I get for trying to satisfy those that try and say my videos are fake. Well, from now on, fuck them. It is not worth the effort of almost having my skull crushed in just to prove shit to dumb arse skeptic trolls.
That’s enough about this video. I would also like to talk about those that think little kids should not be watching my videos. I agree, completely. But what anyone look up on the internet is not my problem. If people don’t want there kids watching poltergeist videos on Youtube, then they need to better control what they let there children do on the internet. And yes, these days there are loads of parental blockers on the market for parents to be able to control what their children look up. What I don’t understand is why everyone else has to deal with this. Not my fucking problem. There is some really sick shit out there on the internet, shit that would make my videos look like Mary Poppins. Anyway, I have had my rant on that topic. I will try and keep this blog updated more frequently.
Oh, by the way, I am currently working on an e-book as well as the feature length documentary. I will keep everyone updated on when I will be publishing that.
Saturday, September 10, 2011
6 September 2011
I only caught it out of the corner of my eye. It was the most horrendous thing I have ever seen in my life. I have never been more freaked out by anything, ever. I was not sleeping. It was not a dream. I was wide-awake. I had just gotten out of the shower and I was drying my face with a towel when I saw it. I don't know how to describe it. Nothing I have ever seen in the scariest movie could prepare me for seeing this. Even just writing about this a few hours later is so upsetting that I still have tears in my eyes. I think the entity has shown it's true form to me. The only way I can describe it is to say that looking into it was like looking into death itself. A cold void of nothing. A feeling worse than death is how it made me feel. No, it was even worse than that.
I liked it better when it was just a shadow, occasionally showing itself for the camera. Now I have an image that has been burnt into my eyes. I can’t stop seeing the image. No matter what I do, I will never forget what I saw. Even in my sleep, I can't get it out of my head.
Why me? What does it want? These are questions that I have been asking myself for a while now, but now I feel like I need the answers to these questions. Was it trying to scare me by showing me its true form or was it showing me for another reason. I say that it showed me it's true form. I could be wrong, maybe that was not it's true form. I just have a feeling that it was in fact showing me it's true self. Maybe I should never have started filming the poltergeist activity in the first place. Perhaps it latched onto me because I gave it some attention that it wasn't getting. Perhaps it was always going to target me. Maybe I've done something in life that made me deserve to have this evil fucking piece of shit in my life. I just don't know.
I can deal with shit being thrown around and doors and cupboards slamming about. I can deal with shit going missing. But this is just too much. I am trapped by it and there is nothing I can do about it. I am trying hard not to let it control my life. I try to live my life as normal as possible, although at times it can be difficult. My wife is just as freaked out by it as I am, but the entity does not seem to target her directly. The activity when I am not at home is minimal. Why? What make me so special that it's latched on to me and won't let go?
I am determined to find out what it is and why it has attached itself to me. Until now, I had never seriously considered using an Ouija board. Could it possibly get any worse than it already is by using one? I don't see how. I know that a lot of my viewers have strong opinions both for and against the use of an Ouija board. I am going to do bit more research into it first before deciding.
17 August 2011
footage of this can be seen here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=HkSP-8JXaHY
The poltergeist let me know who’s the boss tonight. I guess it didn’t want me to open the wardrobe. This is the first time that it has ever actually thrown me like that. It felt like something ice cold grabbing me all over, in no particular spot on my body. There was nothing I could do about it.
It all started with the usual banging and scratching noises, so I grabbed a camera and went in to film at as I usually do. So as I usually do, I tried to open the wardrobe door to show that there was no one in there. The doors just would not open for me, even though as you can see, as soon as I stop trying to open them, the poltergeist appears to let the go, but as soon as I try to open them again, it does the same thing again and doesn’t let me open them. I wonder why that is?
Next thing I know I am being thrown up in the air and against the wall. That was some seriously fucked up shit. Analyzing the footage later, I can determine that I was probably about 1.5 to 1.7 meters off the ground. The wardrobe is just under 2 meters high; the bed is around 60cm off the ground and the ceiling in that room is around 3.2 meters high. So this is how I worked out roughly how high off the ground this thing took me.