Amazon sells ghost hunting equipment now, a lot have technical glitches like bad speakers, so some vendors are offering extra speakers- because, obviously good quality is important when detecting imaginary things!
I always say that I’m the ghost in someone else’s future. When I walk up the steps or laugh or cry I’ll suddenly think this would be frightening to that unknown future person.
I've been in that auditorium in El Paso High School (back in the 1980s I substitute taught there). The auditorium has one of those cool old places that they just don't build anymore. And yeah, more than one person told me it was allegedly visited by "others" on occasion.
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather." -Bill Hicks
Sort of, but the true Ultimate Boss, does not like this Hell realm, He calls the clear night sky, "demonic wallpaper" and all Being's out there, demons, including those demonic anunnaki visitors that created Man in the physical, with the the true Bosses permission. Everything else that they have done, was totally in error, which caused their 'Fall', this state is the same to this day"
I think this may go along with the possible waiting period to move on to the next life that he was talking about I'm pretty sure that the T-Rex reach the next life by now LOL
My favorite ghost story is my own. Well, the one my mom told me about myself as a baby. When I was a few months old we moved to an old house. After I was old enough to be in one of those baby walkers I started making baby talk noises at someone who wasn't there. Apparently I carried on conversations. As I got older the conversations become more coherent and I was DEFINITELY talking to someone. According to my mom it was so believable that there is no way a kid could fake it. I've talked to family friends from the time, and yeah, they all said it really weirded them out and that's why they would never come over to our house. Hell my mom and sister have some gnarly stories themselves about having all the hair on the back of you neck stand up for no reason, seeing someone out of the corner of your eye, doors slamming shut (really heavy old farm house doors that were cutting grooves in the floor because the house was settling, you had to pick them up to shut them.) Eventually I started calling this imaginary person Bobby or sometimes just Boy. Who ever he was I would share my toys with him. Remember, nobody there, I was like 3. This is the age where your idea of lying is saying "No" when your parents asked if you had been in the cookie jar and you chocolate all over your face and half a cookie still in your hand. I would share my toys with him, I would talk to him. I would follow him around the room with my head consistently and remember where he was. But along with Bobby, there was Man. I never said his name, and if you asked about him I would look at you like you had just smacked me. I was utterly and entirely TERRIFIED of Man. Man really concerned mom, but he was brought up only VERY rarely and only when there was an argument so she just assumed it was my way of dealing with it. Creepiest thing that happened, the only time I scared mom was just a few months after my 4th birthday. I was SUPPOSED to be sleeping, but you know 4 year olds. I got up to "get a glass of water", read not go to sleep. When I walked into the living room to ask for one, everyone was watching the movie Poltergeist. I walked in right on the seen where the dad is pulling on the rope that was tied to the wife when she went into the closet. My sister got up to get me some water and just before we went to the kitchen the giant skull pops out of the closet in the movie. Now little kid reaction to that should have been to run, screaming in abject terror, likely with lifelong scars. Shit gets me even now. But instead, my face lit up and I laughed and said, "Look mom, Bobby." Anyway, we had to move when my dad got a better job in another state. Finding out I had to leave, I was utterly inconsolable. Apparently I was so upset because Bobby couldn't come with us. I was 4. My mom hadn't told me to stop with my imaginary friend, and yet I was able to make the logical leap that Bobby would be left behind if we moved. Well we finished and the moving company finished packing. According to my mom, she was saying good bye to the realtor. Mom mentioned how upset I was about having to leave behind Bobby. The realtor stopped mid sentence and asked who Bobby was. Mom explained and apparently the realtor's face went ghost white. This was the 80's so there was no requirement to say anything about previous owners. There was apparently a widower and his son that lived in the house. The son was a sick child and eventually died. The realtor didn't know if the dad committed suicide or just moved away, but the house was left empty with all the furniture and stuff in it. She thought at the time he just left because the memory of watching his son die was just too painful. Here's the thing, he got really mean after the son died. He blamed God and hated Him for it. As for the son, all the realtor knew, and what shocked her was he was about 4 and his name was Bobby.
Thanks for sharing, thats interesting. My god-daughter freaked out because “the dark man” was in their kitchen. She was about 2, maybe even smaller. This happened few times, the premise was always the same. She was dead serious and it came out of nowhere, not because she tried to avoid something else, like eating etc. I was present when one of these episodes happened, she convinced me fully. My heart broke, she was in terror, straight up, way beyond scared. It took a while to coax her into the kitchen with us. When they moved, the dark man didnt make these appearances to her anymore. If you look small kids irises, they are just huge. Like people on LSD or mushrooms. Lighting conditions doesnt matter, they are big all the time. It seems to change when they get about 4-5 year old. So, I wouldnt put it totally past them that they see something more than us adults. But thats just my theory, what do I know.
@@janemiettinen5176 I fully believe really little kids see something we can't. I also think the only reason we can't is we have learned to shut it out or to ignore those intuitions. that said, according to mom, she would randomly get the hair on the back of her neck standing up. no threat of danger, no fear, just this heightened sense of alert. She would always say out loud, "I'll leave you alone if you leave me alone." Always seemed to work. I've seen too much to just write everything off as a ghost story and nothing more. Too many people act like the therapist in Poltergeist 3.
@neds8111 didnt say there was. just not so quick to make proclamation of what it is or isn't. I simply don't know. also "ghosts" is just a word, so if we found some phenomenon that produced what we called ghosts, like some magnetic anomaly that triggers hallucinations, we will still likely call those halucinations ghosts, but our understanding of what they are will have expanded. same with "demons". the succubus/inccubus is a great example. people thought it was a demon sitting on their chest stealing their breath. that was almost certainly sleep apnea. which often causes hypnogogic hallucinations which can be smells, tactical sensation, visual and auditory hallucinations and even just a manipulation of spacial awareness.
ghosts in victorian times are super different. they dont so much haunt houses as streets. and they jump instead of fly. plus they wear sheets, which is where our sheet covered non-victorian clothed ghosts come from
i know i cry when i hear this stuff. not like weep but i physically cannot help the tears that well up in my eyes idk why i have this response lmao im just a scaredy cat
Awesome video! I’m also a skeptic who loves ghost stories and people tend to roast me for it - because if you enjoy spooky mysteries you must believe it all to be true, apparently. I like the theory that ghosts are hallucinations. Alternatively, I believe they could be manifestations of our shadow self. A psych professor of mine told of a time they kept seeing an unsettling figure of out of the corner of her eye. At first they thought they were being haunted, but their own therapist suggested it might be an experience in shadow and, once they started working with it in therapy, it went away. The human mind is a powerful thing. But at the end of the day, spooky ghost stories are just all around good fun :)
"Shadow people" are a common visual hallucination, I've experienced it during long periods of going without sleep. They can also be a symptom of extreme anxiety/panic attacks, sleep paralysis...and of course schizophrenia. Typically they appear at the edge of your vision and sans severe mental health issues, are generally a symptom of an overtired or overstressed brain. Certain frequencies of sound or electromagnetic radiation are also hypothesized to be able to trigger visual hallucinations, and that's just the physiological stuff. Psychologically we're super influenced by power of suggestion, our environment and the emotions of people around us...I definitely start being open to imagining all sorts of paranormal stuff if I'm alone outside at night or in the woods with friends telling campfire stories. Even though I don't believe the paranormal is real, I enjoy it the same way I enjoy horror movies...it's fiction that gets your blood pumping and your mind racing. Nothing wrong with that.
It's like those nigerian scams or land plots for $10. It's all fun and games until you or your grandparents lose a ton of money on it. The same goes for ghost crap and bigfoot nonsense. It's cute and light hearted until someone gets hurt and unfortunately that's the entire reason some people get into it; to hurt/scam people. Defending it as "fun and light hearted" gives the scammers an easy out to continue their scam. So some folks are reasonably a bit upset about it but yeah they should be more polite or hold their tongue in regards to telling people off about it.
I lived in a 3 bd house we didn't use 1 of the rooms it had a really thick carpet so the door was an effort to open. Yet the door always opened 🤔 shoes would get oaired together and placed on the stairs music and TV channels changed wa weird
I am still of the opinion that one of the most important parts of the scientific endeavor is the ability to keep an open mind. Not so open that your brains fall out but open enough that new ideas can find their way in.
Very true. A lot of now proven phenomena and documented animals did not make sense or seem real with our knowledge in the past. I always think that while there may not be souls of the dead still here, there may totally be something that creates the impression they are. What if they're sort of a reflection caused by something not working on linear time, kind of like the light rays in some photographs or bokeh? What if they're the result of some chemical reaction of materials that exist in more dimensions than us, creating a sort of fata morgana? And of course a large amount of them are caused by carbonmonoxide, sensory deprivation and/or some frequencies of sound.
@@anatypicallyhumanperson7200 100%… Me and my friends used to go to the Baker hotel after football games when I was in high school and break in to fuck around… It is super creepy and interesting there… I honestly don’t know if I want any of these restoration attempts to actually succeed… It’s cool having that rundown hotel in the next town over… Are You a mustang, kangaroo, ram, pirate, or a steer? I’m a kangaroo
I've only had one "Ghost" experience in my life and my cousin that was with me saw the same thing. We were both 11-12 but our recollection is the same even now, both of us can recall the whole event perfectly because of how crazy it was. We were walking through the woods in Quebec with our sleds looking for some nice slopes to slide down, the leafless trees let us see much further than the non winter months, about 50 ft away we saw a woman in this big red velvet hoop dress and hat, Victorian styled, she was pulling along a wooden sleigh with wrought iron skis and a small dog that looked like a yorkshire terrier was sitting on the sleigh, she was clear as day for about 20 seconds and then slowly became transparent until she shimmered away, the disappearance was kind of like a mirage on a hot day that makes the road look wet, both of us got chills and looked at each other asking if we really just saw that. I don't really believe in ghosts but I have no explanation for that and it's one of my clearest memories :P
I didn’t believe in ghosts until I saw something I couldn’t explain. I’m a retired nurse & worked the 7p-7a shift in ICU. One night I saw, in my peripheral vision, an old man standing in the doorway of a patient’s room as if checking on a loved one. When I looked up no one was there. This happened on several occasions. I wasn’t afraid of what I saw. Never told anyone about it. One day a coworker described seeing the same thing. I was gobsmacked! The old man was ‘seen’ standing in the doorway of other rooms too. I have no explanation of what I saw. I tend to think of ‘ghosts’ as essence of person. Sort of leftover energy.
I do a lot of theatre and one Halloween I volunteered with a museum to do a "haunted tour" of our local civil war-era graveyard. Actors would dress up in period accurate costumes and memorize monologues or dialogue to recite about the history of people buried there. We usually had a few tours a night and the graveyard was big enough that if the crowd was out of sight, you could walk behind a tree and take a seat to give your legs a rest if you needed to. I was crouching behind a tree during one of the breaks and I swear I felt someone tap my shoulder. It wasn't light, it wasn't super forceful, it just felt like two fingers casually poking my right shoulder blade. I turned around but no one was there, I was squatting on the top of a small hill that had a kind of steep decline, and there were no actors between me and the tall graveyard fence at the bottom of the small hill, so it certainly wasn't someone playing a prank on me (it would also be unprofessional to do so, and all the actors were older history buffs that took the role Very seriously) I always kind of had an idea that I might run into a ghost there, but I wasn't trying to summon one or anything. In general, I just tried to respect the cemetery as much as possible (scraping off mold from headstones, trying to pull ivy out from bricks, etc) and I just kind of calmly smiled to myself, thinking I'd gotten some ghost's attention and they wanted to acknowledge me. It didn't freak me out, in fact I was happy to have encountered something as playful and harmless as a tap on the shoulder. Could it have been a nut falling from a tree? maybe, but I was wearing a thick, wool civil war-era coat, so to feel the pressure I did, it would've had to be very intentional. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I don't know, that's my most convincing ghost experience. I just wanted to share :)
Anyone who has experienced sleep paralysis knows where the idea of visitations comes from. Happened to me when I was about 14. Felt myself falling asleep and tried to stop it, ended up caught between with an overwhelming feeling that someone/thing was standing over me, just out of my line of vision. Scariest thing I've ever experienced and I've been through a car crash.
For whatever reason I’ve experienced sleep paralysis more than most and can totally relate to both comments above. Glad to know the experience is the same for everyone who’s been through it
Same here. Strangest one I’ve had was like an inception type thing where I was two layers down. I screamed trying to wake (fully aware of being asleep) only to find myself trapped but in another phase of sleep paralysis. Both times have involved there being something in my house causing me to need to be awake. And likewise, it’s scary as hell and I’ve been through 2 major car crashes!
This is so true if you believe modern astromancy. The "dark stuff" is 96% of the universe, so we are really just the insignificant ghosts in a cosmos that mostly consists of something entirely not us, nor like us.
I'm as level-headed as they come. So down to earth, I'm practically subterranean, but I've had 4 "supernatural" experiences that I cannot logically explain. So I can't really shut the door on the supernatural because of these experiences.
Personally, I believe in the idea of imprinting our energies onto a place. You mention seeing a ghost is a way of looking back into time (a lot of stories speak of odd or outdated clothes). I have a story as to why I think this is true in the opposite as well; I.E. we can also see future imprints. I living in my parents' house for years as a young adult, finally moving out when I was 27. We moved in when I was 15 and the upstairs (which used to be its own apartment) still had several rooms filled with the landlords stuff. One room always creeped me out. My room was the only inhabited one upstairs and it had a door to the hall and one to the back room (all the rooms had two doors). For years, randomly, usually in the middle of the night, the door to the back room would click and creak open a few inches. I'd go and push it to, hear it click, then pull on it and it wouldn't open without turning the knob, but every night it would come unlatched. One day, my best friend and I went for a walk and as we got near the property border, we sort of both turned around and glanced at the house. She whiped around and said "did you see that?!" I said, "You mean the curtain moving in the back room window?" Yeah. I did. It was as if we looked as someone had the curtain pulled back to look out and let it fall back into place when we turned around. But here is the thing: That room had no light fixture and was full of junk and had the windows covered with curtains. One window had a bed against it with lots of stuff piled up on it so there was no way to move the curtain like that even if there was someone up there. They'd have to wrestle the curtain from under all the stuff. I moved out and in again two times since then. The last time I got my old room back and the door still wanted to open on its own at random up until Hurricane Isabel which ripped the shingles off of the front of the house and leaked badly so I moved into that back room which had since been vacated by the landlords stuff since we bought the house. It was a much smaller room and I kept a lot of stuff in the front room as storage. I always went through the front room to go to the bathroom because the other door was blocked. Always in the middle of the night I would get such a creepy feeling going into the back hallway and into the bathroom. I tended to bolt back to my room. I then started to get this image in my head (I've never been able to see ghosts except in my head) of a woman in her mid-twenties, typically ghostly looking with baggy clothes and long hair. Strikingly like myself, I thought. I got this vibe that she was either very sad or very angry or both. A few years later I struggled with some very upsetting events in my life and consequentially the severe depression that followed. After I moved out at the age of 27, I got to thinking about it. I think I was literally haunting myself! My future traumas cause intense emotional response in me so much that I imprinted onto the place but my past self somehow picked up on it. The door opening at night: I worked night shift when my room was the back room and on my days off I just stayed up at night. I always went through that doorway (which I actually always kept open and just a blanket over the doorway to keep drafts down. The curtain moving: that window faced the driveway so when someone would pull up, I'd look through that window, pulling the curtain aside (I kept them down because I worked night shift) to see who was there. The angry or sad woman I envisioned: The events that cause my deep depression also made me very angry. I know this probably sounds like bullshit but I think its totally possible. Either I was haunting my past self or I could see glimpses into the future, one of the two.
When my mother died, soon after I was awoken by her voice calling out to me to wake up. It sounded so real that for a few moments I had forgotten that she had died and it took me a few minutes to reconstruct the events of the previous few days. I think people are honest when they think they see ghosts, just the brain works in a weird way.
I wonder if it's just the brain that bring up memories because it knows sometimes big happened to that person. My mom told me she dreamed of my aunt shortly after she passed away..
I was at camp, in my cabin/bunkhouse one time. One night, during a thunderstorm, the other girls saw a ghost and started screaming, but I didn't see anything. I was the only one who would get up and turn on the bathroom lights at the time. I was still shaking and paralyzed with fear, even though I never saw the ghost
I've never seen a ghost myself that I know of. But I have heard things I can't explain, like foot steps coming up stairs but no one was there. This wasn't just me that heard this, it was everyone in the upper room. We just figured someone had gone to the bathroom, but when we all looked around, we were all there. It happened multiple times, and we all heard it at the same time because it was loud enough to stop our conversations. You could hear every step, and the distinct sound of the shod foot grinding dirt into the wood stairs. You could hear the hand sliding on the handrail. It was messed up. I slept over a couple of times and would always wake up thinking someone was staring at me. (That could easily be me making it up in my mind, but then again, if I'm feeling it isn't it real?)
Sees title: *clicks like* I already know this will be amazing Edit: Why did I watch this just before bed? I don't even believe in ghosts! It's still amazing.
This episode shows your best side, Joe. As a story teller you are way up there with the best raconteur types. Never thought of you as being so likeable and entertaining. Now I wish I could sit down with you to have a beer and listen to you for hours!
"Casper the friendly ghost " is all the proof you need that ghosts exists. It's a brilliant documentary about the life of a ghost, captured with uh... with a cartoon filter lol
I like this vid! You are unbiased, and I think that deserves recognition. The fact you try to look for an experience is more important than sparing running over people's dogma. Science has no mercy anyway. I've had personal experiences, and I've seen some weird thing so I think electromagnetics and light have something to do with it, but you can't expect anything to happen when you're looking. I mean, the Higgs Boson sorta knows when you're looking too, so I think science will eventually be able to explain and validate this, it's just we're not there yet. But we need to talk about it. :p Great vid Joe! Thank you!
@@vl.kh.5548 Well, for one, nothing ever happened. Worse, even when nothing happened, you'd have some of the members obviously lying about feeling or seeing things, either to be a jackass, or being so desperate to experience something...anything...that they interpreted everything as being evidence (e.g. weird reading on an instrument was proof...just like normal readings were proof, tripping on a root in an old cemetery at night was proof). She eventually was convinced that there was nothing to see, and left. The experience completely changed her mind. I don't remember what group she belonged to, but she was in the Manassas area in Virginia at the time.
Ocrilat I wanna tell you one thing..I used to be very religious,used to believe in gods,ghosts , afterlife and other shit..But then, after many years..now Im atheist and dont believe any longer in all that bullshit!!!. There are no gods, spirits, after life,ghosts...No! Believe me.!!!
A ghost hunting group once asked to spend a night in the old library I once worked in. They invited any members of staff to tell them about any spooky experiences they might have had in the building (there were none), and offered to have staff in the library with them during their hunt. It was a total bust. The only sound they picked up all night was a faint rumble that turned out to be, to her embarrassment, the growling stomach of the Lead Hand in the Circulation Department. No evidence of ghosts was found.
Great video, again. My experience with 'ghosts' was with my late sister. She died after a long and debilitating fight with MS on a Monday and my youngest son was born on the Friday that same week. When we brought our son back to our house after a few days, we heard a voice through the baby monitor calling his name. Me, my then wife and my eldest son, 4 at the time, all heard it clear as day. We thought the monitor was being hacked, though we couldn't figure out who would be able to and who would know the name of our son, we hadn't told anyone but the grandparents. I unplugged the baby- monitor upstairs, but we heard it again through the base station downstairs. We asked a friend who claimed to have a feel for the paranormal and he told us my sister was sitting by the baby's crib, waiting to meet him. According to him, I should take a picture of my sister, light two candles and simultaniously let my sister meet my son and ask her to leave us alone. After about five days, she was gone. To this day, I indeed think it was residual energy of my sister lingering in our house with a strong connection to our newborn and think it has something to do with the law of conservation of energy.
My Grandfather passed away, during the reception after the funeral my father was setting in my Grandfather's chair and he heard a voice call his name, James, the very odd thing is others around him also heard my Grandfather's voice call out his name.
Speaking of the mind seeing what it wants to see, shortly after my cousin unexpectedly died, I began to think other people I saw were him, until I got a closer look. I so desperately wanted to see him again, it started affecting me in ways I didn't think it would.
I see that with people who are still very much alive, or I see someone who looks like a friend or coworker from 20 years ago, who doesn't still look like that now. I catch glimpses of people who look more like my younger sister than I do.
If my consciousness can be boiled down to simple energy...and energy can neither be created or destroyed...then is it such a leap to believe it's "around" after my body dies?
Thank you, for this. I have had several events in my life that were quite strange. I was awakened by a noise in one of the other bedrooms of the house. There was no one else in the house at the time. The noise was definitely coming from that room, and I knew there was someone in the house besides myself. I have a loaded handgun which I grabbed, I was ready to fire after calling out "who is there" and getting no response. As I approached the doorway I pushed the door open and instantly noticed an intense pulsating bright light in the ceiling about 5 feet from where I was standing. I was scared but not enough to shoot a hole in the ceiling and roof. I stood there watching the light pulsate until it just stopped. Nothing like that ever happened again. In the same house my wife and I were awakened when a musical carousel it just stared playing at 4 AM, to both our knowledge the music box was not wound to the play position. The End.
Both my brother and I saw the same ghost at the same time. Tall dark haired lady standing at the foot of our beds. In a blink it was gone. We still talk about it.
The most spectral experience I ever had was when i retrieved my DS charger from my mom's room- it was empty and dark, she was downstairs doing course work and my sister was in her own room down the hall, where I'd have full view if she left. I was the only other person in the house, and should have been the only person in that room at the time. I was kneeling on the floor to take my charger out of the wall socket, and I felt the distinct grip of a human hand on my left shoulder. I told my friend at school about it, he convinced me for a while that it was La Llorona, which I cried about for a bit because I was very easy to terrify as a child. These days, I've chalked the sensation up to being a muscle spasm, but that's mostly because the alternative is that someone had gotten into a room in our house at night, and I don't wanna think much about that.
My dead friend came to visit me twice. I always thought I would be freaked out and absolutely scared if I saw a ghost, but it was extremely calm and comforting. Maybe it was just a hallucination...
Great video Joe! Thanks, really enjoyed it. Weirdly, I'm not that into ghost stories. But weirdly, last night I read an absolutely great one: Three Miles Up, by Elizabeth Jane Howard. My true story. When I was a young boy my mom told me once about the night her mother died. My mom was making beds upstairs with the landing light on, she hadn't switched the light on in the room she was in, just letting the light shine in from the landing. (My older brother was a baby at the time, she'd just put him in a crib in the room. She knew it was just after 8pm for this very reason.) She was laying sheets and blankets on a bed, her mind not really focused. She suddenly had a feeling there was someone on the landing looking in through the doorway at her. She didn't feel scared and she didn't look up immediately, not sure why, I guess she was letting her mind drift. But she mentioned how the light from the landing changed just as if a person had stood there, and then stepped away. She was alone in the house except for my baby brother. She also said she had the sensation of a familiar presence. After a few moments she stepped to the door and looked around the landing. No one there of course, and she shrugged it off. Later she heard that her own mother had died suddenly that evening, just after 8pm. My mom died a few years ago while I was away working on the other side of the world. I never had any feeling that she had looked in on me, which made me terribly sad. I tried to work out what I had been doing when she passed, but never quite pinned it down. Anyways there ya go, every word true I swear.
Everyone has the feeling of a presence when there is nobody here from time to time. And rarely, but sometimes, it so happen that someone you like died at the same time. The 99.9999% of times when nobody died are forgotten, the rest make for a story and are told to everyone. Your mother loved you, don't worry :) There is just no such a thing as ghosts.
@@CX2003GT Really! I read that occurrence, seems very sound to me. The mind, does not see what it wants to see, as a far greater force is usually at work here, then it that situation, "The mind is shown what it needs to see"!
My cousin worked in a restaurant in an old building where stuff would fly off the tables, the next morning all the liquor bottles would be moved to the front of the shelves, plate and silverware would be rearranged, tables moved around. The staff just accepted it as normal, but she still felt there was something else 'off' about the place. The restaurant underwent renovations where they tore everything down back to the original brick walls. In big black letters across the brick it said: MORTUARY.
To quote Brian Greene from a talk he gave on String Theory when I was in college: "This is a 3D slice of 6 curled up dimensions. Well, actually, it's a 2D projection of a 3D slice of 6 curled up dimensions." Since, you know, it was on a screen.
My favorite ghost story was told by Bill Murray on a late night TV show shortly after the release of Ghostbusters. Bill Murray said that he and his date arrived at Tavern on the Green in New York City. They were greeted by an old waiter who seated them. After giving them the menus, the waiter mysteriously disappeared, never to be heard from again.
I was a nightguard in a care home one summer when I was younger. Pretty cozy job, but a lot of strange things kept happening there. There were 4 bedrooms in the house, three on one corridor. Of those three, one was empty. There was never a night that I didn't close that door. More often than once, I'd close it on one of my later rounds. Of course I probably just forgot to close it, but it's odd given that I made a point of always doing it. I never went into that room. I would spend most of my time in the living room on the couch there. To the right was a large window facing the street and on the left was the rest of the house. So I'd usually have my head rested on the right side. The window was always covered. One time I saw the curtain billow like a wave, so only one portion of it moved away from the window and that wave traveled down the length of the curtain. It bothered me so I went to close the window so it wouldn't happen again. But all the windows were closed, upon inspection. Most likely there was some rare draft in the house, as that happened a few other nights again. One time, at the end of my shift, I clearly heard high heels outside. They sounded like they were close, but I quickly realized I must have misjudged the distance because they got way louder. The heels stopped, but I couldn't hear the woman who relieves me, so I was kind of confused. I go to the door and she's there. I mention knowing she was there because I heard her heels as she was walking to the house and she says she's not wearing heels. And she was. She was wearing shoes that very obviously don't make a sound. I asked if she'd seen anybody outside and she said she saw no one.
@@IDoNotLikeHandlesOnYT Mmmm: Augustine of Hippo wrote, "God is outside of time, - that time exits only within the created universe", Thomas Aquinus, took the same view... I go one step further, the true Divine Boss, tells me, "All on a clear starry night, is just demonic wallpaper, and all being's within it, are demons, except those of Man, that Know of Myself"
have you heard of bread theory? or was it slice theory? or... loaf theory? anyways, something like that that says that all of time is kind of just smushed together, and whatever is happening at any specific time from any specific perspective is just an objective slice of the whole time-loaf? i heard of this somewhere but ive forgotten the details...
If unanswered questions we have were treated as or looked at as code, there's a slight chance answers may be stumbled on. Of course that's a reach. Ahh... Forget I said that.
Scott's experience is literally the same as mine, several decades ago, when me and my old man were sitting at the table in his office, talking this and that, just regular daily stuff; we went silent when, suddenly, one of the glasses starting to move across the table, in total silence and quite slowly, stopping after a minute or so. We were both totally confused about what we've seen and tried to recreate whole event, but to no avail.
I have an unexplained story also involving a theater. When I was young in my small town watching my sister sing in the choir. I turned to my left and there was an old woman in a fancy dress and a big fancy hat. She smiled at me and I smiled back, I was around 7 years old. My mother was a hair stylist an knew everyone in our 1,200 person town. I asked my mom who that lady was, and when we turned no one was there. The door that leaves the theater goes to the cafeteria which is fully lit, so if that door opens it floods the theater with light. Years later I saw a picture of the woman who our theater is named after, and in the picture she even had the hat. While in high school I built the sets, and after I would get it finished before the show if ask Ms. Heacock if she liked my build. I never saw anything else in all my time in there, but even now, telling this story I got chills again.
Seeing a ghost can be a really life altering experience... It is irrefutable proof that you, just like everyone else alive, hallucinates (way more than you realize) and can't just "trust" your own senses ;) Seriously, that is a really awesome, and extremely useful, realization.
I had the opportunity to investigate Waverly Hills from midnight- 6 am, around 5:45, as the sun was coming up, illuminating doorways down the hallway (it's a slightly curved building, so if you stand in the middle you can see into doorways in either direction) I took some last minute pictures with flash down the hall, as my eyes readjusted to the gloom a figure, full head and shoulders, leaned out of one of the doors ways and jerked back, almost as if checking to see what the light was, my mom, a random guy standing with us, and myself all saw this clear as day and when we got excited about it the resident ghost hunter/tour guide took off running to the room, to prove nobody was there and there wasn't...I also got a creepy EVP of what sounds like an old man saying "no" while my mom and I were discussing them turning it into a B&B...I felt like this was a solid enough experience for me to believe in something...dead people? probably not but what about 4 dimensional beings? That we can only rarely be seen
When i was young my family lived in a big place surrounded by forest with multiple houses and one night when my dad was carrying my brother (who was asleep) to the house with bedrooms i saw some bright light further off down a "road" going into the forest, i thought it was the neighbor with his tractor (because it kinda looked like headlights) but realized it was a bit to late for him to be out and then my brother jumped down from my dad carrying him and started running towards this light with my dad following right after to get him. few seconds after the light just dissapeard and my brother ended up laying down on the grass still asleep. So i rushed ahead into the house and waited for by dad to get in. when i asked my dad what the light was he said he didnt see any light and thought my brother was just sleep walking. still havent managed to make sense of that shit to this day lol
"Time is long, unimaginably long, the time-lapse view of the human experience would just be billions of faces poping out of existence, appearing and disappearing only real for a second and then it's gone We are, our entire species, just a temporary apparition in time in the big picture.. We are ghosts" well.. now I'm a bit depressed xD
This episode had some serious Magnus Archives vibes. Joe reads a supernatural story that's backed by some spooky music and then goes on to explain how that person saw the old cowboy ghost. I love it.
@@joescott It kinda ties in nicely to Día de Muertos, though. Next year Joe, add a little Mexican flavor to your podcast! (and Mexican holidays tend to draw out extra long, so if Day of the Dead is not on Thursday it's no problem!)
I lived in a haunted apartment.. Microwave would turn on by itself. A baby would laugh in the early morning or late afternoon and evening . Stuff would move I'm the kitchen or living room while we slept... Things like that
When i was little i lived in apartment with my dad and id wake up every single night to pots and pans clanking together around 3 am. Soon as id wake up my dad itd stop
Did you have any teen girls living nearby? Many investigators have noticed a link between the 'poltergeist' phenom and the presumably amplified psi abilities of some young women going thru 'pubescence'.
3 a.m. the witching hour👹 That's when this stuff is the most active... Ghosts🎃👻👻👻👻☠️👻☠️ Even observe daylight savings time Or should I say nightlight savings time🤓
When we first moved into this house I always felt like someone was watching me especially at night when I was trying to sleep. I felt like it’s face was right in front of mine if I faced the edge of the bed. This went on for months and then one day I realized the feeling was gone. It never felt malevolent but it followed me around the house. Someone at work suggested it was a child. This was after I noticed it gone. The person then asked me if we had replaced a door or window and we had. All the doors and windows were original to the house and it was built in 1927. We had replaced the front and back doors because they were so drafty and could be broken into easily. The timing would have been right. The older country folk around Memphis believe replacing exits release the spirits.
OK, I guess I'll add my own: I am 67 now and this happened January 1972. I was attending an all boy Catholic high school. I was a senior in HS. In November 1971, Father Headburg asked if I was interested in going to a retreat, which I replied yes. He also asked girls from an all girl Catholic school to go. It was a very emotional and spiritual experience where I met a girl. We attend Sunday church every week after that. Come sometime in January, I went to bed as was our custom to be in bed by 10:00 pm. My room as been a back porch, which dad converted into a nice room with my own bathroom. A large kitchen separated my room from my dad's. About an hour later, I awoke. Don't know why, I just sat up. Like every night, the neighbor's yard light was on and illuminated my room. I could hear the surf rolling from one side of my room to the other. I thought that was strange, because we lived three miles east on LA city hall and Santa Monica was thirty miles away. So how was that possible. I wasn't scared, just curious. The surf rolled back and forth and each time, it grew louder. Now, I knew this wasn't normal and not possible. After a short time, I figure this was supernatural and I started to pray, "Jesus, Joseph, Mary help". The sound diminished. I thought, that was odd. So I laid down again trying to blow it off. Within a minute, it started again getting louder and louder. I thought, "so strange, let's see where this goes, I controlled it once, I can again". So I let it get louder, so loud that it was like a helicopter landing on the roof. I though, "Why isn't mom and dad getting up to see what's going on. Surely, they can hear this". So I realize they can't hear this, it's all in my head. (Mind you, I didn't do drugs or alcohol, or was taking medicine.) So I did get scared and thought maybe this was a demon trying to make me lose my mind. (what else could it be.) So I prayed again, and like before it subsided. I called my girl from the phone I rigged in my room. Naturally, she thought I was having a bad dream, like her little brother who had night terrors. When I would tell this story, my eyes would well up with a little tear, because it was so real. (just to explain, I was a science nerd and fairly muscular. I wasn't prone to ghostly fantasy.) There have been other things over the years, but not like this.
Just a thing about the "Mental Imprint" If that were even possible, then it would occur for people that are still alive. It would not require the imprint to come from a "dead" person. Just something to discuss.
That video you references about what you experience when you head is cut off was my first introduction to you! Been a regular ever since. Love the Dr. Who quote BTW, I was thinking that just before you said it.
Your experience sounds much the same as mine. I got involved in a ghost hunting group back in 2003 and over the course of about two and a half years, spent the night at some of the supposedly most haunted places in the UK. About 50-ish of them. Total amount of evidence of ghosts found? Zero. I should also add that I was a sceptic, and unlike most of the hundreds of ghost hunting groups in the UK at the time, so were most of the team. We did things as scientifically as it is possible to do with this sort of thing, and we came up empty every time, yet every other group was finding "ghosts" coming out of the woodwork, week in week out.
My dog Molly used to get "dreams" and by barking and moving all 4 legs like she was trying to run. Daily having these "dreams". I miss her and her dreaming.
Matrix Reloaded. The Oracle: Oh, of course, you have. Every time you've heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel- every story you've ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens, is the system assimilating some program that's doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
I’d help you make a documentary about the mineral wells hotel, I love making documentaries and with the amount of research and the way you script these things it definitely work
Especially since the front door area where the camera and microphone were positioned was surrounded by brick walls at 90 degrees, making a great acoustic reflection zone, which has the effect of 'amplifying' sound waves that travel through it due to the perpendicular stone surfaces.
When I was 7 me, my mom, and my two sisters lived in this house. My grandpa works at an auction so he find weird stuff all the time. One day he gave me and my sisters these jewel boxes. We all pick witch one we wanted and put them in our room. We thought nothing of it tell I was talking to my sister in her room and all the sudden the box goes flying off the dresser. We just stared at it, not knowing what to do. Till finally I picked it up. It had a crack on the top (but it was metal) I looked more at it and at the bottom of the box was carved the word "MIMIC". I was so freaked out. We went to go tell my other sister. She was in hear I room staring at her box. She said about 2 minutes ago her box made a weird sound like a crack. We look closer and there was a crack in the same spot as the other. So we went to my room to look at mine to see if anything happened. It didn't seem like it did nothing was out of the ordinary so we just brushed it off like it was nothing but looking back on it I have no clue why. That night my sisters left to go to they friend house so it was just me and my mom. I was terrified to sleep in my room so I sleep I my moms bed we were talking and all the sudden we hear pots and pans banging in the kitchen and thing moving around at first we thought "oh it Chloe(our cat)" but she was at the end of the bed. Then maybe it was the dog? Nope he was on the floor we where so confused my mom went and look and nothing. For some reason knowing nothing was there mad it more scary. After we got those boxes weird thing were happening. Like we would hear people talking, like family friend or relatives. One day I remember my sisters friend (sarah) sitting in the hall way doing her mascara in the mirror that seemed normal so I thought nothing of it so I went in my room. Then I hear the door open and someone say "we're home" in a voice I recognized but couldn't place. It was my sister walking in with sarah the same sarah who was in the hall like 5 minutes ago. I asked them "where did you go in 5 minutes" they seemed confused so I said "you guy where just here like a few minutes ago right?" When they said no I was confused. I told them what happened and they stared at me. We figured out it must have been a ghost. We name it mimic because of the box. My mom got the house saged but nothing totally stopped until we got rid of the boxes. We have moved since then and the people who live there now thing it haunted too. I have a bunch more stories about that house still.
My wife and I lived in Bali. Looking out the doorway one night we saw a costumed Legong dancer. We thought she was posing for a photo but she appeared for several nights and was gone during the day. One evening some Balinese friends stopped over and they saw her too. Then one night a spotlight burned out and she was gone for good. The light had been shining on the tropical landscaping in such a way that the leaves and flowers seemed to be a person. It was an absolutely perfect illusion.
The most paranormal thing that’s ever happened to me was my medication bottle being moved places on my bedside table. I lived alone at that point and there’s no way it was moving by itself. So I’m still not sure what caused it to moved across the table. I never saw it move, I’d just wake up and it was moved, or I’d walk into the room and it was moved…. Weird
1 or 2 years ago, my Nan died in a hospital. A few days later, we went there to get a few things (cabinets etc) and the second I entered the room, I just felt extremely sick. I can’t explain it, it was like an explosion of sickness. I felt like I was gonna vomit, I was really weak, and couldn’t even stand for too long without feeling like I was going to collapse. I still can’t explain what exactly happened then, but I know I wasn’t hallucinating.
All right, .. I just turned 50, I'll finally tell my one, confirming and confronting ghost 'story', (though it is 100% true as it happened). My parents were old when they had me in New Hampshire in 1969. When I was 9 they moved me into a state run group home (Nashua Children's Association) and I never saw them again. A few years later I was moved into a much better place for 'gifted children' on a lake in Northern New Hampshire. They taught us everything about everything, even programming computers... At one point, all the kids from the group home went on an 'Outward Bound' hosted event. 14 days in the Adirondacks. This was well before cell phones, around, 1983. One day, about halfway through the trip, I refused to hike, I could... Not see, or Hear, but... Somehow SENSE a woman was having terrible pain, having a baby but with problems, The counsellors would try to prompt me, all I could say was (and I remember my exact words...) : 'I can't hike I'm too sad, something's wrong with a woman and her baby'. That evening, I saw a shimnery sight of a woman there holding a baby, she smiled and and nodded I remember feeling so.. Inadequate, I wanted to help, or understand what she wanted... 7 days latercxwe returned to Rumney, they walked us down to the lake to have actual, on the way down, I asked, (again I remember my exact cwords) 'I can tell somethings wrong, why is everybody so sad?'. They told us lakeside, that one of the counsellors wife's, head died in child birth while we were gone, they embarrassed me in front of the othgerkids by saying, "On the way down here, you knew something was wrong, when it happened to her and the baby, was the same time you said out there on the trip, there was a problem with a woman and her baby, did you see something or? Etc... (Apparently, more than one for the counselors wrote down in their journal/trip log, that it had happened and when. It was a very, CONFIRMING moment for me, later in life I realized, it was a kind of gift, an admission from beyond, that there is a beyond, send we can be ok.. Her Husband, one for our counsellors Michael, came and talk to me about it a couple times, I think it gave him great comfort to know, she had shown me that she and the baby and was not in pain, but happy, that he took that as her telling him not to kill himself grieving, that even if he moves on, they'll always be a Family.. And they'll unlikely meet again. I was like 13 or 14 at the time, I don't know really at all what it was all about, only that but happened, and assured me in a real, verifiable way, that this, Life, is not all, it's just a first step.. is more like, maybe a training ground or something, that we are seeds and this 'life' is the Garden where we go to 'grow' a soul... Something like that. The gift I received that day, is now I KNOW there is more beyond this life! Come check out my little VR Game Development channel and be my 2,500 subscriber! TH-cam.com/NextWorldVR. I have a new series premiering soon; *'WORKING **_(while)_** IN VR'*
@@eflyapping5154 We have sensors in our skin for pressure, temperature, pain. We could think of them as different senses. The idea of having 5 senses is antiquated.
@@MarkAhlquist Keep It Simple Stupid! Using more definitions does not necessarily mean a greater or higher understanding and intelligence. In the past they knew of all those things except labelled them under the umbrella of "touch". The notion that our ancestors were mindless savages is antiquated. Just let that sink in... When we did all that malicious, daft, or superstitious thinking in the past we were the exact same people we are today! In fact, there are several studies that have come to the conclusion that globally as time goes on we are having lower intelligence and becoming an _"Idiocracy"._ I'm sure that there will be certain groups of people in the future that will call us mindless savages!
"I was ghost hunting before it was cool"
What a perfect sentence lolol
Said every hipster evah
I'm not sure its ever cool. Now looking for bigfoot, thats something.
Amazon sells ghost hunting equipment now, a lot have technical glitches like bad speakers, so some vendors are offering extra speakers- because, obviously good quality is important when detecting imaginary things!
@@squirlmy lol
Those shows are never cool. Retarded, yes. Cool, never.
I always say that I’m the ghost in someone else’s future. When I walk up the steps or laugh or cry I’ll suddenly think this would be frightening to that unknown future person.
Haha I've had that thought as well. :)
...I've never thought of that, but I can already tell this is going to be a thing that's going to be randomly popping into my head from now on
100%
never had that thought. excited to have it from now on tho lmao.
"I thought it was weird, but then again, this is the drama department."
I've been in that auditorium in El Paso High School (back in the 1980s I substitute taught there). The auditorium has one of those cool old places that they just don't build anymore. And yeah, more than one person told me it was allegedly visited by "others" on occasion.
sounds like something max payne would say
I felt that line hard lmao I've seen some weird things in theater classes and things like it
@@CombineWatermelon why?
"Today a young man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all one consciousness experiencing itself subjectively, there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Heres Tom with the Weather."
-Bill Hicks
Yes, thank you for your awareness‼
Sort of, but the true Ultimate Boss, does not like this Hell realm, He calls the clear night sky, "demonic wallpaper" and all Being's out there, demons, including those demonic anunnaki visitors that created Man in the physical, with the the true Bosses permission. Everything else that they have done, was totally in error, which caused their 'Fall', this state is the same to this day"
@@noggin48 interested in what you have to say.
Sampled in a Tool song
@Joby Fluorine Stop waiting or you'll miss it.
I need to know the expiration date of ghosts and the likelihood of being haunted by a t.rex, and if that t.rex ghost is to scale.
I think this may go along with the possible waiting period to move on to the next life that he was talking about I'm pretty sure that the T-Rex reach the next life by now LOL
or maybe yet, what about cavemen? like I never heard of a story of a cavemen ghosts terrorizing a building that once had it's home cave in.
My favorite ghost story is my own. Well, the one my mom told me about myself as a baby. When I was a few months old we moved to an old house. After I was old enough to be in one of those baby walkers I started making baby talk noises at someone who wasn't there. Apparently I carried on conversations. As I got older the conversations become more coherent and I was DEFINITELY talking to someone. According to my mom it was so believable that there is no way a kid could fake it. I've talked to family friends from the time, and yeah, they all said it really weirded them out and that's why they would never come over to our house. Hell my mom and sister have some gnarly stories themselves about having all the hair on the back of you neck stand up for no reason, seeing someone out of the corner of your eye, doors slamming shut (really heavy old farm house doors that were cutting grooves in the floor because the house was settling, you had to pick them up to shut them.)
Eventually I started calling this imaginary person Bobby or sometimes just Boy. Who ever he was I would share my toys with him. Remember, nobody there, I was like 3. This is the age where your idea of lying is saying "No" when your parents asked if you had been in the cookie jar and you chocolate all over your face and half a cookie still in your hand. I would share my toys with him, I would talk to him. I would follow him around the room with my head consistently and remember where he was. But along with Bobby, there was Man. I never said his name, and if you asked about him I would look at you like you had just smacked me. I was utterly and entirely TERRIFIED of Man. Man really concerned mom, but he was brought up only VERY rarely and only when there was an argument so she just assumed it was my way of dealing with it.
Creepiest thing that happened, the only time I scared mom was just a few months after my 4th birthday. I was SUPPOSED to be sleeping, but you know 4 year olds. I got up to "get a glass of water", read not go to sleep. When I walked into the living room to ask for one, everyone was watching the movie Poltergeist. I walked in right on the seen where the dad is pulling on the rope that was tied to the wife when she went into the closet. My sister got up to get me some water and just before we went to the kitchen the giant skull pops out of the closet in the movie. Now little kid reaction to that should have been to run, screaming in abject terror, likely with lifelong scars. Shit gets me even now. But instead, my face lit up and I laughed and said, "Look mom, Bobby."
Anyway, we had to move when my dad got a better job in another state. Finding out I had to leave, I was utterly inconsolable. Apparently I was so upset because Bobby couldn't come with us. I was 4. My mom hadn't told me to stop with my imaginary friend, and yet I was able to make the logical leap that Bobby would be left behind if we moved. Well we finished and the moving company finished packing. According to my mom, she was saying good bye to the realtor. Mom mentioned how upset I was about having to leave behind Bobby. The realtor stopped mid sentence and asked who Bobby was. Mom explained and apparently the realtor's face went ghost white. This was the 80's so there was no requirement to say anything about previous owners. There was apparently a widower and his son that lived in the house. The son was a sick child and eventually died. The realtor didn't know if the dad committed suicide or just moved away, but the house was left empty with all the furniture and stuff in it. She thought at the time he just left because the memory of watching his son die was just too painful. Here's the thing, he got really mean after the son died. He blamed God and hated Him for it. As for the son, all the realtor knew, and what shocked her was he was about 4 and his name was Bobby.
😮 wow that's amazing
Thanks for sharing, thats interesting. My god-daughter freaked out because “the dark man” was in their kitchen. She was about 2, maybe even smaller. This happened few times, the premise was always the same. She was dead serious and it came out of nowhere, not because she tried to avoid something else, like eating etc. I was present when one of these episodes happened, she convinced me fully. My heart broke, she was in terror, straight up, way beyond scared. It took a while to coax her into the kitchen with us. When they moved, the dark man didnt make these appearances to her anymore.
If you look small kids irises, they are just huge. Like people on LSD or mushrooms. Lighting conditions doesnt matter, they are big all the time. It seems to change when they get about 4-5 year old. So, I wouldnt put it totally past them that they see something more than us adults. But thats just my theory, what do I know.
@@janemiettinen5176 I fully believe really little kids see something we can't. I also think the only reason we can't is we have learned to shut it out or to ignore those intuitions. that said, according to mom, she would randomly get the hair on the back of her neck standing up. no threat of danger, no fear, just this heightened sense of alert. She would always say out loud, "I'll leave you alone if you leave me alone." Always seemed to work. I've seen too much to just write everything off as a ghost story and nothing more. Too many people act like the therapist in Poltergeist 3.
Necroticus Why don’t you write a book while you’re at it? Hearing any voices lately? Here come the men in the white coats 🤤
@neds8111 didnt say there was. just not so quick to make proclamation of what it is or isn't. I simply don't know.
also "ghosts" is just a word, so if we found some phenomenon that produced what we called ghosts, like some magnetic anomaly that triggers hallucinations, we will still likely call those halucinations ghosts, but our understanding of what they are will have expanded. same with "demons". the succubus/inccubus is a great example. people thought it was a demon sitting on their chest stealing their breath. that was almost certainly sleep apnea. which often causes hypnogogic hallucinations which can be smells, tactical sensation, visual and auditory hallucinations and even just a manipulation of spacial awareness.
One thing that always got me with ghosts is why is it modern, ol' timey Victoria style era people that are seen? Why not the cavemen lol
creepiest era
In the BBC comedy ghost the caveman is there lol
ghosts in victorian times are super different. they dont so much haunt houses as streets. and they jump instead of fly. plus they wear sheets, which is where our sheet covered non-victorian clothed ghosts come from
they’re busy haunting caves
*Grunts and gibberish noise, then gestures somewhere* Translation: where the furry crawler?
You explaining this doesn't make it less creepy. I'm starting to think I should have watched this during the day.
Lmaooo I'm assuming you dont have a lot of exposure to ghost stuff :)
@@laurelsmeltz9702 you're right.
Pfft, it is the day for me. But I have a pitch black room no matter what time of day as I don't like any light entering my room.
I can't believe I'm a 👻
i know i cry when i hear this stuff. not like weep but i physically cannot help the tears that well up in my eyes idk why i have this response lmao im just a scaredy cat
Awesome video! I’m also a skeptic who loves ghost stories and people tend to roast me for it - because if you enjoy spooky mysteries you must believe it all to be true, apparently. I like the theory that ghosts are hallucinations. Alternatively, I believe they could be manifestations of our shadow self. A psych professor of mine told of a time they kept seeing an unsettling figure of out of the corner of her eye. At first they thought they were being haunted, but their own therapist suggested it might be an experience in shadow and, once they started working with it in therapy, it went away. The human mind is a powerful thing. But at the end of the day, spooky ghost stories are just all around good fun :)
"Shadow people" are a common visual hallucination, I've experienced it during long periods of going without sleep. They can also be a symptom of extreme anxiety/panic attacks, sleep paralysis...and of course schizophrenia. Typically they appear at the edge of your vision and sans severe mental health issues, are generally a symptom of an overtired or overstressed brain. Certain frequencies of sound or electromagnetic radiation are also hypothesized to be able to trigger visual hallucinations, and that's just the physiological stuff. Psychologically we're super influenced by power of suggestion, our environment and the emotions of people around us...I definitely start being open to imagining all sorts of paranormal stuff if I'm alone outside at night or in the woods with friends telling campfire stories.
Even though I don't believe the paranormal is real, I enjoy it the same way I enjoy horror movies...it's fiction that gets your blood pumping and your mind racing. Nothing wrong with that.
If the many worlds theory holds true can't it be things in other frequencies becoming slightly closer to our range of detection?
It's like those nigerian scams or land plots for $10. It's all fun and games until you or your grandparents lose a ton of money on it. The same goes for ghost crap and bigfoot nonsense. It's cute and light hearted until someone gets hurt and unfortunately that's the entire reason some people get into it; to hurt/scam people.
Defending it as "fun and light hearted" gives the scammers an easy out to continue their scam. So some folks are reasonably a bit upset about it but yeah they should be more polite or hold their tongue in regards to telling people off about it.
I lived in a 3 bd house we didn't use 1 of the rooms it had a really thick carpet so the door was an effort to open. Yet the door always opened 🤔 shoes would get oaired together and placed on the stairs music and TV channels changed wa weird
I am still of the opinion that one of the most important parts of the scientific endeavor is the ability to keep an open mind. Not so open that your brains fall out but open enough that new ideas can find their way in.
I love your profile picture...just had to tell you
This is so perfect
Very true. A lot of now proven phenomena and documented animals did not make sense or seem real with our knowledge in the past. I always think that while there may not be souls of the dead still here, there may totally be something that creates the impression they are. What if they're sort of a reflection caused by something not working on linear time, kind of like the light rays in some photographs or bokeh? What if they're the result of some chemical reaction of materials that exist in more dimensions than us, creating a sort of fata morgana?
And of course a large amount of them are caused by carbonmonoxide, sensory deprivation and/or some frequencies of sound.
Re: the Baker Hotel, there is no "some day" Joe, only now. Do it now.
Or wait until you're dead and do it in spook vision.
Spook vision that's a good one.
Omg yes I would totally watch a documentary about the mineral wells hotel
Me too
It's a pretty neat place. Really freaky around dawn. I live outside Mineral Wells.
Never herd of It going to look it up I love this type of stuff
@@anatypicallyhumanperson7200 100%… Me and my friends used to go to the Baker hotel after football games when I was in high school and break in to fuck around… It is super creepy and interesting there… I honestly don’t know if I want any of these restoration attempts to actually succeed… It’s cool having that rundown hotel in the next town over…
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@@anatypicallyhumanperson7200 have you tried the water though? Is it particularly good?
I've only had one "Ghost" experience in my life and my cousin that was with me saw the same thing. We were both 11-12 but our recollection is the same even now, both of us can recall the whole event perfectly because of how crazy it was. We were walking through the woods in Quebec with our sleds looking for some nice slopes to slide down, the leafless trees let us see much further than the non winter months, about 50 ft away we saw a woman in this big red velvet hoop dress and hat, Victorian styled, she was pulling along a wooden sleigh with wrought iron skis and a small dog that looked like a yorkshire terrier was sitting on the sleigh, she was clear as day for about 20 seconds and then slowly became transparent until she shimmered away, the disappearance was kind of like a mirage on a hot day that makes the road look wet, both of us got chills and looked at each other asking if we really just saw that. I don't really believe in ghosts but I have no explanation for that and it's one of my clearest memories :P
I didn’t believe in ghosts until I saw something I couldn’t explain. I’m a retired nurse & worked the 7p-7a shift in ICU. One night I saw, in my peripheral vision, an old man standing in the doorway of a patient’s room as if checking on a loved one. When I looked up no one was there. This happened on several occasions. I wasn’t afraid of what I saw. Never told anyone about it. One day a coworker described seeing the same thing. I was gobsmacked! The old man was ‘seen’ standing in the doorway of other rooms too. I have no explanation of what I saw. I tend to think of ‘ghosts’ as essence of person. Sort of leftover energy.
I do a lot of theatre and one Halloween I volunteered with a museum to do a "haunted tour" of our local civil war-era graveyard. Actors would dress up in period accurate costumes and memorize monologues or dialogue to recite about the history of people buried there. We usually had a few tours a night and the graveyard was big enough that if the crowd was out of sight, you could walk behind a tree and take a seat to give your legs a rest if you needed to.
I was crouching behind a tree during one of the breaks and I swear I felt someone tap my shoulder. It wasn't light, it wasn't super forceful, it just felt like two fingers casually poking my right shoulder blade. I turned around but no one was there, I was squatting on the top of a small hill that had a kind of steep decline, and there were no actors between me and the tall graveyard fence at the bottom of the small hill, so it certainly wasn't someone playing a prank on me (it would also be unprofessional to do so, and all the actors were older history buffs that took the role Very seriously)
I always kind of had an idea that I might run into a ghost there, but I wasn't trying to summon one or anything. In general, I just tried to respect the cemetery as much as possible (scraping off mold from headstones, trying to pull ivy out from bricks, etc) and I just kind of calmly smiled to myself, thinking I'd gotten some ghost's attention and they wanted to acknowledge me. It didn't freak me out, in fact I was happy to have encountered something as playful and harmless as a tap on the shoulder.
Could it have been a nut falling from a tree? maybe, but I was wearing a thick, wool civil war-era coat, so to feel the pressure I did, it would've had to be very intentional. Maybe it was just my imagination, but I don't know, that's my most convincing ghost experience. I just wanted to share :)
This is an absolutely fascinating story. Thank you so much for sharing! I'm sure it was something otherworldly, just not sure what.
Anyone who has experienced sleep paralysis knows where the idea of visitations comes from.
Happened to me when I was about 14. Felt myself falling asleep and tried to stop it, ended up caught between with an overwhelming feeling that someone/thing was standing over me, just out of my line of vision.
Scariest thing I've ever experienced and I've been through a car crash.
I've felt something jumping at the end of my bed once and it felt like it was only 3 feet tall, I couldn't turn to see what it was either
For whatever reason I’ve experienced sleep paralysis more than most and can totally relate to both comments above. Glad to know the experience is the same for everyone who’s been through it
Same here. Strangest one I’ve had was like an inception type thing where I was two layers down. I screamed trying to wake (fully aware of being asleep) only to find myself trapped but in another phase of sleep paralysis.
Both times have involved there being something in my house causing me to need to be awake.
And likewise, it’s scary as hell and I’ve been through 2 major car crashes!
MrGonzonator imagine getting sleep paralysis every single time you sleep on your back, every single time without fail... lucky me
@@matthew8829 holy shit man, how do you cope?
"I used to be in a ghost hunting group..."
*instant look of shame*
Ha ha ha. Nerd alert!
"You meddling kids!!"
@@durrdurius7205 ruh roh
I wonder if Joe was Shaggy.
So funny.
2019: We are all ghosts
-Joe Scott, 2019
"We are all ghosts in the machines."
Probably Descartes, probably a long-ass fucking time ago
Deep or stupid? Time will tell.
"We are spirits in the material world."
- The Police, 1981
This is so true if you believe modern astromancy. The "dark stuff" is 96% of the universe, so we are really just the insignificant ghosts in a cosmos that mostly consists of something entirely not us, nor like us.
Ohhhh I thought you were a science person u believe in ghost unsub
I'm as level-headed as they come. So down to earth, I'm practically subterranean, but I've had 4 "supernatural" experiences that I cannot logically explain. So I can't really shut the door on the supernatural because of these experiences.
Personally, I believe in the idea of imprinting our energies onto a place. You mention seeing a ghost is a way of looking back into time (a lot of stories speak of odd or outdated clothes). I have a story as to why I think this is true in the opposite as well; I.E. we can also see future imprints. I living in my parents' house for years as a young adult, finally moving out when I was 27. We moved in when I was 15 and the upstairs (which used to be its own apartment) still had several rooms filled with the landlords stuff. One room always creeped me out. My room was the only inhabited one upstairs and it had a door to the hall and one to the back room (all the rooms had two doors). For years, randomly, usually in the middle of the night, the door to the back room would click and creak open a few inches. I'd go and push it to, hear it click, then pull on it and it wouldn't open without turning the knob, but every night it would come unlatched.
One day, my best friend and I went for a walk and as we got near the property border, we sort of both turned around and glanced at the house. She whiped around and said "did you see that?!" I said, "You mean the curtain moving in the back room window?" Yeah. I did. It was as if we looked as someone had the curtain pulled back to look out and let it fall back into place when we turned around. But here is the thing: That room had no light fixture and was full of junk and had the windows covered with curtains. One window had a bed against it with lots of stuff piled up on it so there was no way to move the curtain like that even if there was someone up there. They'd have to wrestle the curtain from under all the stuff.
I moved out and in again two times since then. The last time I got my old room back and the door still wanted to open on its own at random up until Hurricane Isabel which ripped the shingles off of the front of the house and leaked badly so I moved into that back room which had since been vacated by the landlords stuff since we bought the house. It was a much smaller room and I kept a lot of stuff in the front room as storage. I always went through the front room to go to the bathroom because the other door was blocked. Always in the middle of the night I would get such a creepy feeling going into the back hallway and into the bathroom. I tended to bolt back to my room. I then started to get this image in my head (I've never been able to see ghosts except in my head) of a woman in her mid-twenties, typically ghostly looking with baggy clothes and long hair. Strikingly like myself, I thought. I got this vibe that she was either very sad or very angry or both.
A few years later I struggled with some very upsetting events in my life and consequentially the severe depression that followed. After I moved out at the age of 27, I got to thinking about it. I think I was literally haunting myself! My future traumas cause intense emotional response in me so much that I imprinted onto the place but my past self somehow picked up on it. The door opening at night: I worked night shift when my room was the back room and on my days off I just stayed up at night. I always went through that doorway (which I actually always kept open and just a blanket over the doorway to keep drafts down. The curtain moving: that window faced the driveway so when someone would pull up, I'd look through that window, pulling the curtain aside (I kept them down because I worked night shift) to see who was there. The angry or sad woman I envisioned: The events that cause my deep depression also made me very angry.
I know this probably sounds like bullshit but I think its totally possible. Either I was haunting my past self or I could see glimpses into the future, one of the two.
"what happens when you get your head cut off" is what brought me to your channel 😂 glad it did! Love it!
I love ghost stories.
Ghost stories are cool.
And also Joe is cool too
So u like ghosts and hands?
Don't forget bombs.
joe mama
@@Altharionn DIO!
WRYYYYYY
Q: What do you get when you bite a ghost? .
A: A mouthful of sheet.
feels double entendre
sheet as bed sheet costume
sheet as Australian pronunciation of "shit"
This is the best dad joke I've heard all year.
@@fiffihoneyblossom5891 "dad" ????
@@YagamiKou no sheet sherlock
What did the Ghost say when he fell off the bed?
A: OH SHEET!
When my mother died, soon after I was awoken by her voice calling out to me to wake up. It sounded so real that for a few moments I had forgotten that she had died and it took me a few minutes to reconstruct the events of the previous few days.
I think people are honest when they think they see ghosts, just the brain works in a weird way.
There is more to some, than just a head-brain
I wonder if it's just the brain that bring up memories because it knows sometimes big happened to that person.
My mom told me she dreamed of my aunt shortly after she passed away..
Eventually this comment will belong to a dead man.
That is a ghost writing, next level
Now THAT is far out man!
Or is it already done?
Lol
Touching wood for you. (Edit: shit, tbc not in a sexy way).
Rojas-messilia _not in a sexy way_ is just about the most hilarious way you could’ve said that hahahaha
I find ghost stories warmly comforting...
It means there's something after death.
Michael Jones you’re amazing at being a condescending prick . let people live without you feeling like you have to put your two cents in , yeah ?
Why dont you accept reality instead of trying to be comfortable
@@LargeInCharge77 if it makes people feel better, why not do it? having an existential crisis isn’t exactly good for them or society
Exactly
@@LargeInCharge77I bet you believe the bible 😂
I like to imagine that ghosts are real...
The spiraling trail of spirits stuck out in space as our planet flies thru the galaxy is hilarious.
LMAO
Ghosts are real. Millions of them just voted for Biden.
@@chrissibersky4617 yup. Totally happened. Idk why they forgot to bring any evidence to court fifty times....
@@chrissibersky4617 That is almost correct, they were already demons, working for Hades
Are ghosts effected by the conservation of momentum?
I was at camp, in my cabin/bunkhouse one time. One night, during a thunderstorm, the other girls saw a ghost and started screaming, but I didn't see anything. I was the only one who would get up and turn on the bathroom lights at the time. I was still shaking and paralyzed with fear, even though I never saw the ghost
I love your sense of humor, and approach to topics. Over the last couple days you've quickly become my favorite channel on the entire platform!
I've never seen a ghost myself that I know of. But I have heard things I can't explain, like foot steps coming up stairs but no one was there. This wasn't just me that heard this, it was everyone in the upper room. We just figured someone had gone to the bathroom, but when we all looked around, we were all there. It happened multiple times, and we all heard it at the same time because it was loud enough to stop our conversations. You could hear every step, and the distinct sound of the shod foot grinding dirt into the wood stairs. You could hear the hand sliding on the handrail. It was messed up. I slept over a couple of times and would always wake up thinking someone was staring at me. (That could easily be me making it up in my mind, but then again, if I'm feeling it isn't it real?)
"Militant nerds" rofl
They can execute some deadly terrorist acts. But only if they roll high for insurgency
@@LetsTalkAboutPrepping I think Insurgency counts as a trained skill - you'd add that to the roll, actually 👓
I found the fastest way to get executed is to insult The Big Bang Theory TV show.
@@joescott haha! It's funny because its true..
Joe Scott I am as übernerd as they come, and I have never understood the greatness of The Big Bang Theory. All it is to me is cringeworthy.
Sees title: *clicks like*
I already know this will be amazing
Edit: Why did I watch this just before bed? I don't even believe in ghosts! It's still amazing.
MUAHAHAHAHA!
@@joescott SPAGHETTI
This episode shows your best side, Joe. As a story teller you are way up there with the best raconteur types. Never thought of you as being so likeable and entertaining. Now I wish I could sit down with you to have a beer and listen to you for hours!
"Casper the friendly ghost " is all the proof you need that ghosts exists. It's a brilliant documentary about the life of a ghost, captured with uh... with a cartoon filter lol
There was also a live action version
With no filter lol
I like this vid! You are unbiased, and I think that deserves recognition. The fact you try to look for an experience is more important than sparing running over people's dogma. Science has no mercy anyway.
I've had personal experiences, and I've seen some weird thing so I think electromagnetics and light have something to do with it, but you can't expect anything to happen when you're looking. I mean, the Higgs Boson sorta knows when you're looking too, so I think science will eventually be able to explain and validate this, it's just we're not there yet. But we need to talk about it. :p
Great vid Joe! Thank you!
Thanks! It's a fine line to walk covering subjects like this.
A friend of mine was big into ghosts. Joining a ghost hunting group changed her mind.
Ocrilat why???
@@vl.kh.5548 Well, for one, nothing ever happened. Worse, even when nothing happened, you'd have some of the members obviously lying about feeling or seeing things, either to be a jackass, or being so desperate to experience something...anything...that they interpreted everything as being evidence (e.g. weird reading on an instrument was proof...just like normal readings were proof, tripping on a root in an old cemetery at night was proof). She eventually was convinced that there was nothing to see, and left. The experience completely changed her mind. I don't remember what group she belonged to, but she was in the Manassas area in Virginia at the time.
Ocrilat I wanna tell you one thing..I used to be very religious,used to believe in gods,ghosts , afterlife and other shit..But then, after many years..now Im atheist and dont believe any longer in all that bullshit!!!. There are no gods, spirits, after life,ghosts...No! Believe me.!!!
Ocrilat It's fantasy of sick people and tricks of mind..
A ghost hunting group once asked to spend a night in the old library I once worked in. They invited any members of staff to tell them about any spooky experiences they might have had in the building (there were none), and offered to have staff in the library with them during their hunt.
It was a total bust. The only sound they picked up all night was a faint rumble that turned out to be, to her embarrassment, the growling stomach of the Lead Hand in the Circulation Department. No evidence of ghosts was found.
"This guy was wearing some really old clothes, like something out of the old west"... Hmm, I'm thinking, "Is there an afterlife for clothes?"
I hope not, Disco ghosts would be both hilarious and terrifying.
well they better be not naked
Just imagine the ghosts of former nudist colonists, stuck naked for eternity.
... And no, they never look like Hollywood starlets or supermodels.
It’s called dish cloth world.
I was thinking: Were they Hollywood old west clothes or actual old west clothes?
I think people tend to get upset about having hallucinations because it feels a lot like you can’t trust your own eyes
Great video, again. My experience with 'ghosts' was with my late sister. She died after a long and debilitating fight with MS on a Monday and my youngest son was born on the Friday that same week. When we brought our son back to our house after a few days, we heard a voice through the baby monitor calling his name. Me, my then wife and my eldest son, 4 at the time, all heard it clear as day. We thought the monitor was being hacked, though we couldn't figure out who would be able to and who would know the name of our son, we hadn't told anyone but the grandparents. I unplugged the baby- monitor upstairs, but we heard it again through the base station downstairs.
We asked a friend who claimed to have a feel for the paranormal and he told us my sister was sitting by the baby's crib, waiting to meet him. According to him, I should take a picture of my sister, light two candles and simultaniously let my sister meet my son and ask her to leave us alone. After about five days, she was gone. To this day, I indeed think it was residual energy of my sister lingering in our house with a strong connection to our newborn and think it has something to do with the law of conservation of energy.
My Grandfather passed away, during the reception after the funeral my father was setting in my Grandfather's chair and he heard a voice call his name, James, the very odd thing is others around him also heard my Grandfather's voice call out his name.
People sit, objects set. I'll see myself out.
@@JRLB38 you do that.
@@supercalifragilistaphobic2146 i don't think ghosts can use guns.
I absolutely love your intros. Really, never stop making them. You are great
Thanks!
Thank you for answering! You made my day :)
Much love from Italy
Lucky for us, Halloween happened on a Random Thursday! 🎃
Speaking of the mind seeing what it wants to see, shortly after my cousin unexpectedly died, I began to think other people I saw were him, until I got a closer look. I so desperately wanted to see him again, it started affecting me in ways I didn't think it would.
I understand. I see my younger brother everywhere. He died unexpectedly in 2018, age 34. He was literally my favorite human ever.
I see that with people who are still very much alive, or I see someone who looks like a friend or coworker from 20 years ago, who doesn't still look like that now. I catch glimpses of people who look more like my younger sister than I do.
Just found this episode - might be my favorite! Do wish it had been longer with more stories. Thank you!
If my consciousness can be boiled down to simple energy...and energy can neither be created or destroyed...then is it such a leap to believe it's "around" after my body dies?
Thank you, for this. I have had several events in my life that were quite strange. I was awakened by a noise in one of the other bedrooms of the house. There was no one else in the house at the time. The noise was definitely coming from that room, and I knew there was someone in the house besides myself. I have a loaded handgun which I grabbed, I was ready to fire after calling out "who is there" and getting no response. As I approached the doorway I pushed the door open and instantly noticed an intense pulsating bright light in the ceiling about 5 feet from where I was standing. I was scared but not enough to shoot a hole in the ceiling and roof. I stood there watching the light pulsate until it just stopped. Nothing like that ever happened again. In the same house my wife and I were awakened when a musical carousel it just stared playing at 4 AM, to both our knowledge the music box was not wound to the play position. The End.
Both my brother and I saw the same ghost at the same time. Tall dark haired lady standing at the foot of our beds. In a blink it was gone. We still talk about it.
The most spectral experience I ever had was when i retrieved my DS charger from my mom's room- it was empty and dark, she was downstairs doing course work and my sister was in her own room down the hall, where I'd have full view if she left. I was the only other person in the house, and should have been the only person in that room at the time.
I was kneeling on the floor to take my charger out of the wall socket, and I felt the distinct grip of a human hand on my left shoulder.
I told my friend at school about it, he convinced me for a while that it was La Llorona, which I cried about for a bit because I was very easy to terrify as a child.
These days, I've chalked the sensation up to being a muscle spasm, but that's mostly because the alternative is that someone had gotten into a room in our house at night, and I don't wanna think much about that.
My dead friend came to visit me twice. I always thought I would be freaked out and absolutely scared if I saw a ghost, but it was extremely calm and comforting. Maybe it was just a hallucination...
"I did it [ghost hunting] before it was cool"
Hipster ghost hunting ftw
Hipsters don't become ghosts. They just move to Austin.
Joe Scott And to Nashville.
and to the bay area
What is 'ghost hunting' in square brackets????
My favorite holiday, *_happy halloween_* everybody!
Merry samhain
John Barber - That’s terrible. Sorry to hear that.
@John Barber You're not alone in being alone if that helps.
My phone never rings.
Great video Joe! Thanks, really enjoyed it. Weirdly, I'm not that into ghost stories. But weirdly, last night I read an absolutely great one: Three Miles Up, by Elizabeth Jane Howard.
My true story. When I was a young boy my mom told me once about the night her mother died. My mom was making beds upstairs with the landing light on, she hadn't switched the light on in the room she was in, just letting the light shine in from the landing. (My older brother was a baby at the time, she'd just put him in a crib in the room. She knew it was just after 8pm for this very reason.) She was laying sheets and blankets on a bed, her mind not really focused. She suddenly had a feeling there was someone on the landing looking in through the doorway at her. She didn't feel scared and she didn't look up immediately, not sure why, I guess she was letting her mind drift. But she mentioned how the light from the landing changed just as if a person had stood there, and then stepped away. She was alone in the house except for my baby brother. She also said she had the sensation of a familiar presence. After a few moments she stepped to the door and looked around the landing. No one there of course, and she shrugged it off. Later she heard that her own mother had died suddenly that evening, just after 8pm. My mom died a few years ago while I was away working on the other side of the world. I never had any feeling that she had looked in on me, which made me terribly sad. I tried to work out what I had been doing when she passed, but never quite pinned it down. Anyways there ya go, every word true I swear.
no one cares even after 10 months no one cares not even a single reply but me
@cuffed Because Tldr.
Also, he began two consecutive sentences with "wierdly", which, wierdly, is wierdly off-putting.
Everyone has the feeling of a presence when there is nobody here from time to time. And rarely, but sometimes, it so happen that someone you like died at the same time. The 99.9999% of times when nobody died are forgotten, the rest make for a story and are told to everyone. Your mother loved you, don't worry :) There is just no such a thing as ghosts.
@@CX2003GT Really! I read that occurrence, seems very sound to me. The mind, does not see what it wants to see, as a far greater force is usually at work here, then it that situation, "The mind is shown what it needs to see"!
@@mikda360 Just a grammar error perhaps :)
“Inside a Pandora box”? - are you saying Pandora had more than one!? Time to investigate.
No, no it's not time to investigate, it' fuckin 2020. You don't need to open Pandora's Box.
@@natthelizardgirl9312 Yeah, screw Pandora's box.
@@natthelizardgirl9312 It's now 2021 beware what shifts
My cousin worked in a restaurant in an old building where stuff would fly off the tables, the next morning all the liquor bottles would be moved to the front of the shelves, plate and silverware would be rearranged, tables moved around. The staff just accepted it as normal, but she still felt there was something else 'off' about the place.
The restaurant underwent renovations where they tore everything down back to the original brick walls. In big black letters across the brick it said: MORTUARY.
Yikes!! 😱
"Wibbly wobbly, timey wimey...stuff"
Nice reference
Isn't that from an episode of Dr Who (with Matt Smith) ?
@@keithphilbin3054 it's from a lot of episodes of doctor who. It's just one of the things he says a lot in the show.
@@keithphilbin3054 Nope, it's from a David Tennant episode
To quote Brian Greene from a talk he gave on String Theory when I was in college: "This is a 3D slice of 6 curled up dimensions. Well, actually, it's a 2D projection of a 3D slice of 6 curled up dimensions." Since, you know, it was on a screen.
"NEEERRRRDDSSSSS!"
Ogre - 1984
Now this is a classic flick!!
That's my pie. 😆
Hair pie
My favorite ghost story was told by Bill Murray on a late night TV show shortly after the release of Ghostbusters. Bill Murray said that he and his date arrived at Tavern on the Green in New York City. They were greeted by an old waiter who seated them. After giving them the menus, the waiter mysteriously disappeared, never to be heard from again.
I was a nightguard in a care home one summer when I was younger. Pretty cozy job, but a lot of strange things kept happening there.
There were 4 bedrooms in the house, three on one corridor. Of those three, one was empty. There was never a night that I didn't close that door. More often than once, I'd close it on one of my later rounds. Of course I probably just forgot to close it, but it's odd given that I made a point of always doing it. I never went into that room.
I would spend most of my time in the living room on the couch there. To the right was a large window facing the street and on the left was the rest of the house. So I'd usually have my head rested on the right side. The window was always covered. One time I saw the curtain billow like a wave, so only one portion of it moved away from the window and that wave traveled down the length of the curtain. It bothered me so I went to close the window so it wouldn't happen again. But all the windows were closed, upon inspection. Most likely there was some rare draft in the house, as that happened a few other nights again.
One time, at the end of my shift, I clearly heard high heels outside. They sounded like they were close, but I quickly realized I must have misjudged the distance because they got way louder. The heels stopped, but I couldn't hear the woman who relieves me, so I was kind of confused. I go to the door and she's there. I mention knowing she was there because I heard her heels as she was walking to the house and she says she's not wearing heels. And she was. She was wearing shoes that very obviously don't make a sound. I asked if she'd seen anybody outside and she said she saw no one.
pls see a therapist about this if it keeps bothering you.
@@4ur3n 🙄
Who knows maybe time moves in a Jeremy Bearimy in a higher dimension
High five 🖐🏼 man
Except tuesdays and July
We can live in the dot over the i
I have always thought of time, as everything always happening at once! Everything that has happened is still happening!
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eternalism_(philosophy_of_time) ?
@@IDoNotLikeHandlesOnYT Mmmm: Augustine of Hippo wrote, "God is outside of time, - that time exits only within the created universe", Thomas Aquinus, took the same view... I go one step further, the true Divine Boss, tells me, "All on a clear starry night, is just demonic wallpaper, and all being's within it, are demons, except those of Man, that Know of Myself"
have you heard of bread theory? or was it slice theory? or... loaf theory? anyways, something like that that says that all of time is kind of just smushed together, and whatever is happening at any specific time from any specific perspective is just an objective slice of the whole time-loaf? i heard of this somewhere but ive forgotten the details...
That is truly horrifying.
Glitches in the simulation we're in.
My mum used to say: "fuck ups from the props department'
That's what I was thinking!! Or the shadows 4th dimensional being have on our dimension?
If unanswered questions we have were treated as or looked at as code, there's a slight chance answers may be stumbled on. Of course that's a reach.
Ahh... Forget I said that.
@@Glasher1 oh Goh Damn, that is just wow. You just mind boggled me.
@@namnack your mom is a G. 💯
With some of rhe theories I’m really glad my house is in a relatively new neighborhood and the families before us in the house moved out peacefully.
It wouldnt matter
Unending consciousness is one of the most terrifying concepts imagined.
THE HEAD VIDEO IS LITERALLY WHEN I FOUND YOU AND MY LIFE HASNT BEEN THE SAME SINCE.
For better I hope! :)
@@joescott in the best way possible :)
Scott's experience is literally the same as mine, several decades ago, when me and my old man were sitting at the table in his office, talking this and that, just regular daily stuff; we went silent when, suddenly, one of the glasses starting to move across the table, in total silence and quite slowly, stopping after a minute or so. We were both totally confused about what we've seen and tried to recreate whole event, but to no avail.
I have an unexplained story also involving a theater.
When I was young in my small town watching my sister sing in the choir.
I turned to my left and there was an old woman in a fancy dress and a big fancy hat.
She smiled at me and I smiled back, I was around 7 years old. My mother was a hair stylist an knew everyone in our 1,200 person town.
I asked my mom who that lady was, and when we turned no one was there. The door that leaves the theater goes to the cafeteria which is fully lit, so if that door opens it floods the theater with light.
Years later I saw a picture of the woman who our theater is named after, and in the picture she even had the hat.
While in high school I built the sets, and after I would get it finished before the show if ask Ms. Heacock if she liked my build.
I never saw anything else in all my time in there, but even now, telling this story I got chills again.
It was probably a subconscious thing where you saw the picture but you never payed it any thought or your conscious self never "saw it"
pls see a therapist about this if it keeps bothering you.
Cannot be explained. V real.
Seeing a ghost can be a really life altering experience... It is irrefutable proof that you, just like everyone else alive, hallucinates (way more than you realize) and can't just "trust" your own senses ;)
Seriously, that is a really awesome, and extremely useful, realization.
I had the opportunity to investigate Waverly Hills from midnight- 6 am, around 5:45, as the sun was coming up, illuminating doorways down the hallway (it's a slightly curved building, so if you stand in the middle you can see into doorways in either direction) I took some last minute pictures with flash down the hall, as my eyes readjusted to the gloom a figure, full head and shoulders, leaned out of one of the doors ways and jerked back, almost as if checking to see what the light was, my mom, a random guy standing with us, and myself all saw this clear as day and when we got excited about it the resident ghost hunter/tour guide took off running to the room, to prove nobody was there and there wasn't...I also got a creepy EVP of what sounds like an old man saying "no" while my mom and I were discussing them turning it into a B&B...I felt like this was a solid enough experience for me to believe in something...dead people? probably not but what about 4 dimensional beings? That we can only rarely be seen
When i was young my family lived in a big place surrounded by forest with multiple houses and one night when my dad was carrying my brother (who was asleep) to the house with bedrooms i saw some bright light further off down a "road" going into the forest, i thought it was the neighbor with his tractor (because it kinda looked like headlights) but realized it was a bit to late for him to be out and then my brother jumped down from my dad carrying him and started running towards this light with my dad following right after to get him. few seconds after the light just dissapeard and my brother ended up laying down on the grass still asleep. So i rushed ahead into the house and waited for by dad to get in.
when i asked my dad what the light was he said he didnt see any light and thought my brother was just sleep walking.
still havent managed to make sense of that shit to this day lol
What is your theory of what is that happened that day???
I'm honestly interested.
@@fgarciz no idea, tried to figure that out myself hehe
Love the extra effort that went into this video, keep it up Joe
"Time is long, unimaginably long, the time-lapse view of the human experience would just be billions of faces poping out of existence, appearing and disappearing only real for a second and then it's gone
We are, our entire species, just a temporary apparition in time in the big picture..
We are ghosts"
well.. now I'm a bit depressed xD
(Walks around the room, hands held high like Mohammed Ali)
My job is done.
From existential dread to depression in one fell swoop.
@@NitFlickwick so we're on the upswing!? :D
Aw, cheer up. Christmas soon 😉
Dude now im sad. Meanie
😂😂 that doctor who reference was perfection!
This episode had some serious Magnus Archives vibes. Joe reads a supernatural story that's backed by some spooky music and then goes on to explain how that person saw the old cowboy ghost. I love it.
The we're all ghost line at the end there hit me differently damm Joe
Sorry.
@@joescott It kinda ties in nicely to Día de Muertos, though. Next year Joe, add a little Mexican flavor to your podcast! (and Mexican holidays tend to draw out extra long, so if Day of the Dead is not on Thursday it's no problem!)
My favorite ghost store? Douglas Adams' _Dirk Gently's Holistic Detective Agency_ , of course!
I lived in a haunted apartment..
Microwave would turn on by itself.
A baby would laugh in the early morning or late afternoon and evening . Stuff would move I'm the kitchen or living room while we slept...
Things like that
When i was little i lived in apartment with my dad and id wake up every single night to pots and pans clanking together around 3 am. Soon as id wake up my dad itd stop
Did you have any teen girls living nearby? Many investigators have noticed a link between the 'poltergeist' phenom and the presumably amplified psi abilities of some young women going thru 'pubescence'.
That's just life with children
3 a.m. the witching hour👹
That's when this stuff is the most active...
Ghosts🎃👻👻👻👻☠️👻☠️
Even observe daylight savings time
Or should I say nightlight savings time🤓
apartment might’ve had kids in the building and they laugh
When we first moved into this house I always felt like someone was watching me especially at night when I was trying to sleep. I felt like it’s face was right in front of mine if I faced the edge of the bed. This went on for months and then one day I realized the feeling was gone. It never felt malevolent but it followed me around the house. Someone at work suggested it was a child. This was after I noticed it gone. The person then asked me if we had replaced a door or window and we had. All the doors and windows were original to the house and it was built in 1927. We had replaced the front and back doors because they were so drafty and could be broken into easily. The timing would have been right. The older country folk around Memphis believe replacing exits release the spirits.
OK, I guess I'll add my own: I am 67 now and this happened January 1972. I was attending an all boy Catholic high school. I was a senior in HS. In November 1971, Father Headburg asked if I was interested in going to a retreat, which I replied yes. He also asked girls from an all girl Catholic school to go. It was a very emotional and spiritual experience where I met a girl. We attend Sunday church every week after that. Come sometime in January, I went to bed as was our custom to be in bed by 10:00 pm. My room as been a back porch, which dad converted into a nice room with my own bathroom. A large kitchen separated my room from my dad's. About an hour later, I awoke. Don't know why, I just sat up. Like every night, the neighbor's yard light was on and illuminated my room. I could hear the surf rolling from one side of my room to the other. I thought that was strange, because we lived three miles east on LA city hall and Santa Monica was thirty miles away. So how was that possible. I wasn't scared, just curious. The surf rolled back and forth and each time, it grew louder. Now, I knew this wasn't normal and not possible. After a short time, I figure this was supernatural and I started to pray, "Jesus, Joseph, Mary help". The sound diminished. I thought, that was odd. So I laid down again trying to blow it off.
Within a minute, it started again getting louder and louder. I thought, "so strange, let's see where this goes, I controlled it once, I can again". So I let it get louder, so loud that it was like a helicopter landing on the roof. I though, "Why isn't mom and dad getting up to see what's going on. Surely, they can hear this". So I realize they can't hear this, it's all in my head. (Mind you, I didn't do drugs or alcohol, or was taking medicine.) So I did get scared and thought maybe this was a demon trying to make me lose my mind. (what else could it be.) So I prayed again, and like before it subsided.
I called my girl from the phone I rigged in my room. Naturally, she thought I was having a bad dream, like her little brother who had night terrors.
When I would tell this story, my eyes would well up with a little tear, because it was so real. (just to explain, I was a science nerd and fairly muscular. I wasn't prone to ghostly fantasy.) There have been other things over the years, but not like this.
We ain't fraid of no Joes 😄
Well done.
@@joescott Bustin' made him feel good...
Just a thing about the "Mental Imprint"
If that were even possible, then it would occur for people that are still alive. It would not require the imprint to come from a "dead" person.
Just something to discuss.
Maybe the "psychic stuff" is released upon death. Kind of like the magic smoke in an electric motor.
@@jjohnston94 magic smoke?
Yes, the magic smoke that occurs when someone accidentally releases the angry pixies powering their electronics.
Chirag Patel I think the lack of insect ghost stories is based on the notion that consciousness is required.
Paul Maleski Good point. Some people do claim to encounter doppelgängers and other ghosts of living people.
I didn't expect Joe to turn all Nexpo, stock images included.
That video you references about what you experience when you head is cut off was my first introduction to you! Been a regular ever since. Love the Dr. Who quote BTW, I was thinking that just before you said it.
"you can't have narrative conflict in heaven"
John Milton: "Hold my beer"
How can ghosts be real if our eyes aren't real.
-Jaden $mith
That went so deep my heart fell out my ass.
@@joescott *sound effect* "skadoosh"
Hashtag really good weed, Jaden, thanks for your thoughts ;)
Your experience sounds much the same as mine. I got involved in a ghost hunting group back in 2003 and over the course of about two and a half years, spent the night at some of the supposedly most haunted places in the UK. About 50-ish of them. Total amount of evidence of ghosts found? Zero.
I should also add that I was a sceptic, and unlike most of the hundreds of ghost hunting groups in the UK at the time, so were most of the team. We did things as scientifically as it is possible to do with this sort of thing, and we came up empty every time, yet every other group was finding "ghosts" coming out of the woodwork, week in week out.
that head cut off video was why i first subscribed to this channel
My dog Molly used to get "dreams" and by barking and moving all 4 legs like she was trying to run. Daily having these "dreams". I miss her and her dreaming.
Matrix Reloaded.
The Oracle: Oh, of course, you have. Every time you've heard someone say they saw a ghost, or an angel- every story you've ever heard about vampires, werewolves, or aliens, is the system assimilating some program that's doing something they're not supposed to be doing.
Humans are a virus, so I mean it could be true XD
I’d help you make a documentary about the mineral wells hotel, I love making documentaries and with the amount of research and the way you script these things it definitely work
That chris story: random strangers talking while dust flew by.
Especially since the front door area where the camera and microphone were positioned was surrounded by brick walls at 90 degrees, making a great acoustic reflection zone, which has the effect of 'amplifying' sound waves that travel through it due to the perpendicular stone surfaces.
he didn't mention if the same happened in previous videos, that would really help settle things
When I was 7 me, my mom, and my two sisters lived in this house. My grandpa works at an auction so he find weird stuff all the time. One day he gave me and my sisters these jewel boxes. We all pick witch one we wanted and put them in our room. We thought nothing of it tell I was talking to my sister in her room and all the sudden the box goes flying off the dresser. We just stared at it, not knowing what to do. Till finally I picked it up. It had a crack on the top (but it was metal) I looked more at it and at the bottom of the box was carved the word "MIMIC". I was so freaked out. We went to go tell my other sister. She was in hear I room staring at her box. She said about 2 minutes ago her box made a weird sound like a crack. We look closer and there was a crack in the same spot as the other. So we went to my room to look at mine to see if anything happened. It didn't seem like it did nothing was out of the ordinary so we just brushed it off like it was nothing but looking back on it I have no clue why. That night my sisters left to go to they friend house so it was just me and my mom. I was terrified to sleep in my room so I sleep I my moms bed we were talking and all the sudden we hear pots and pans banging in the kitchen and thing moving around at first we thought "oh it Chloe(our cat)" but she was at the end of the bed. Then maybe it was the dog? Nope he was on the floor we where so confused my mom went and look and nothing. For some reason knowing nothing was there mad it more scary. After we got those boxes weird thing were happening. Like we would hear people talking, like family friend or relatives. One day I remember my sisters friend (sarah) sitting in the hall way doing her mascara in the mirror that seemed normal so I thought nothing of it so I went in my room. Then I hear the door open and someone say "we're home" in a voice I recognized but couldn't place. It was my sister walking in with sarah the same sarah who was in the hall like 5 minutes ago. I asked them "where did you go in 5 minutes" they seemed confused so I said "you guy where just here like a few minutes ago right?" When they said no I was confused. I told them what happened and they stared at me. We figured out it must have been a ghost. We name it mimic because of the box. My mom got the house saged but nothing totally stopped until we got rid of the boxes. We have moved since then and the people who live there now thing it haunted too. I have a bunch more stories about that house still.
My wife and I lived in Bali. Looking out the doorway one night we saw a costumed Legong dancer. We thought she was posing for a photo but she appeared for several nights and was gone during the day. One evening some Balinese friends stopped over and they saw her too. Then one night a spotlight burned out and she was gone for good. The light had been shining on the tropical landscaping in such a way that the leaves and flowers seemed to be a person. It was an absolutely perfect illusion.
what if ghosts are just humans leaking from a parallel universe
Humans are leaking something, and it apparently doesn't require any sort of alternative universe. Rotsa ruk.
I pee dead people.
@@chriswalker7632 That's gotta hurt like hell.
@@maekong2010 It's the Final Destination sequel nobody saw and nobody wanted to see.
Not humans ... djinns
maybe ghosts just don't like you.
The most paranormal thing that’s ever happened to me was my medication bottle being moved places on my bedside table. I lived alone at that point and there’s no way it was moving by itself. So I’m still not sure what caused it to moved across the table. I never saw it move, I’d just wake up and it was moved, or I’d walk into the room and it was moved…. Weird
1 or 2 years ago, my Nan died in a hospital. A few days later, we went there to get a few things (cabinets etc) and the second I entered the room, I just felt extremely sick. I can’t explain it, it was like an explosion of sickness. I felt like I was gonna vomit, I was really weak, and couldn’t even stand for too long without feeling like I was going to collapse. I still can’t explain what exactly happened then, but I know I wasn’t hallucinating.
All right, .. I just turned 50, I'll finally tell my one, confirming and confronting ghost 'story', (though it is 100% true as it happened). My parents were old when they had me in New Hampshire in 1969. When I was 9 they moved me into a state run group home (Nashua Children's Association) and I never saw them again. A few years later I was moved into a much better place for 'gifted children' on a lake in Northern New Hampshire. They taught us everything about everything, even programming computers... At one point, all the kids from the group home went on an 'Outward Bound' hosted event. 14 days in the Adirondacks. This was well before cell phones, around, 1983. One day, about halfway through the trip, I refused to hike, I could... Not see, or Hear, but... Somehow SENSE a woman was having terrible pain, having a baby but with problems, The counsellors would try to prompt me, all I could say was (and I remember my exact words...) : 'I can't hike I'm too sad, something's wrong with a woman and her baby'. That evening, I saw a shimnery sight of a woman there holding a baby, she smiled and and nodded I remember feeling so.. Inadequate, I wanted to help, or understand what she wanted... 7 days latercxwe returned to Rumney, they walked us down to the lake to have actual, on the way down, I asked, (again I remember my exact cwords) 'I can tell somethings wrong, why is everybody so sad?'. They told us lakeside, that one of the counsellors wife's, head died in child birth while we were gone, they embarrassed me in front of the othgerkids by saying, "On the way down here, you knew something was wrong, when it happened to her and the baby, was the same time you said out there on the trip, there was a problem with a woman and her baby, did you see something or? Etc... (Apparently, more than one for the counselors wrote down in their journal/trip log, that it had happened and when. It was a very, CONFIRMING moment for me, later in life I realized, it was a kind of gift, an admission from beyond, that there is a beyond, send we can be ok.. Her Husband, one for our counsellors Michael, came and talk to me about it a couple times, I think it gave him great comfort to know, she had shown me that she and the baby and was not in pain, but happy, that he took that as her telling him not to kill himself grieving, that even if he moves on, they'll always be a Family.. And they'll unlikely meet again. I was like 13 or 14 at the time, I don't know really at all what it was all about, only that but happened, and assured me in a real, verifiable way, that this, Life, is not all, it's just a first step.. is more like, maybe a training ground or something, that we are seeds and this 'life' is the Garden where we go to 'grow' a soul... Something like that. The gift I received that day, is now I KNOW there is more beyond this life!
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Damn dude, what a shitty thing for your parents to do. I didn't even read the ghost story.
I think this could become a random Tuesday type vid
I don't wanna be one of the nerds you mentioned, but technically, we have more than 5 senses.
Own it, nerd!
...only 5 senses that gather information from the surroundings ... unless you mean ghosts make you hungry. Tile nailing. :)
@@davidsalts I mean proprioception, thermoception and so on. No ghosts involved, ... maybe aliens, though.
@@eflyapping5154 We have sensors in our skin for pressure, temperature, pain. We could think of them as different senses. The idea of having 5 senses is antiquated.
@@MarkAhlquist Keep It Simple Stupid! Using more definitions does not necessarily mean a greater or higher understanding and intelligence. In the past they knew of all those things except labelled them under the umbrella of "touch". The notion that our ancestors were mindless savages is antiquated. Just let that sink in... When we did all that malicious, daft, or superstitious thinking in the past we were the exact same people we are today! In fact, there are several studies that have come to the conclusion that globally as time goes on we are having lower intelligence and becoming an _"Idiocracy"._ I'm sure that there will be certain groups of people in the future that will call us mindless savages!