Shadow People

[NobodySpecial268]

That would have me out of there.

I can handle bears or mountain lions or whatever, but, not poltergeist, nope.

I have experienced 'shadow' like movement from my peripheral vision where I could swear something is moving, that's creepy enough for me.

That word gets people, doesn't it : )

The P-word?  The R-word (Russia) spooks a lot of people even more : )

Ahem, best if we don't go there . . .

Still, we will have to deal with the negative perceptions in this thread sooner or later.  I have plenty of those anecdotes up my sleeve.

The word poltergeist has a lot of negative baggage, and it doesn't help that there was that movie by the same name.  Where the greedy real estate developer built a housing estate over a cemetery, and the kid disappeared into the television set.

The scary stuff does happen.

One time KPB brought the subject up on ATS. He quite rightly pointed out that the new-age practices of 'clearing bad spirits' doesn't actually work. They usually just vacate the house until all the fuss is over, and then come back.  I have to agree with KPB, that is what happens.

So one has to have a different approach to these things. Instead of eviction, one needs problem-solving skills. The question arrives, why are they there?

Sadly, it may just be a case of building the house in the wrong place. It doesn't do any good to tell someone who has just got themselves into a big mortgage that they should never have bought the property in the first place. The Irish will tell you that a house built on one of the fairy-roads is asking for sleepless nights.  I have lived on the Australian equivalent of one of those.

So what one has to do, and this is my approach, is work out what the actual problem is and then work the rest out.

When I was a kid we lived in a house where the dead alcoholics walked to the brewery every night to soak in the alcohol.  They were cruel to little kids who could see them.  Another place where my mother lived in her last days was also on one of the fairy-roads.  I stayed there for a few weeks while tidying up her affairs, and every bloody night I was woken in the early hours. A noisy 3AM religious parade came through the rear and out the front. My mother never noticed it, but I did.

In these cases, all one can do is move house.  Good luck getting a Catholic priest to "exorcise" the deceased Greek Orthodox people when they march. 

Argh, exorcists, let's not go there , , ,  Suffice it to say they are the most universally hated of all people.

Anyway, my cup of coffee disappeared somehow. It was right in front of me all the time and I didn't see it. I asked the young lady concerned; "how did you do that?". She isn't going to let me in on that secret. That's okay though. I will learn more in the long run if I don't ask too many questions.