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yesterdaysprint:The Topeka Daily Capital, Kansas, February 17, 1922 

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The Topeka Daily Capital, Kansas, February 17, 1922 


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A gift from my dear friend @luci-draws turned into collab! I told her about all my shiny Pokémon on Legends Arceus and she felt inspired to draw myself as a Ghost trainer! An then of course I had to color it! Ghost-types have always been my favorite, with Gengar being my absolute favorite Pokémon and character design ever!

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Day 24093
This is myhouse.
I won’t allow anyone to harm it.
There should have been no more intruders after the last one.
I do not want these people here. They willleave-

Day 24095
They are siblings. They are loud.
Always singing and talking and stomping. As if they must be louder than anything else.

Day 24106
There are bolts on the door now. Bolts and hideous, gaudy new locks.
Howdarethey-

Night 24112
I was going to fill the night with terrors. But he woke up screaming before I began. She came running from the other room. They sleep right across the hall from each other, with the doors on a crack.
…they are young, are they not, to be living on their own. Was I ever so young?

Day 24114
She has fixed the squeak in the door at the top of the stairs.
It never squeaked when I still lived.

Day 24121
The noise of the doorbell scares them. But they get so many deliveries.
It is a good bell. It has worked all these years-
I can see one of the men coming now with his packages, trudging up to the door.
…perhaps if I knock before he is here, they will come and look before he can sound the bell.

Day 24129
He is planting flowers in boxes on my windowsills.
I always wished I could have some flowers.

Night 24137
She is afraid of the dark. I could see it in her eyes when she got out of bed.
…I lit the lamps for her.

Day 24142
They have moved the couch to the sun spot a little to the right of the window.
That is where I used to have my armchair.
It is the only sensible place for it.

Day 24163
Sometimes the noises of the world are suddenly too much for him. He winces and tries not to sway his head.
This is my house.
…I can keep it calm and quiet for a while.

Day 24178
She just got a phone call and now they are both laughing.
Laughter is a good sound, isn’t it.
They said this house has been good luck…

Night 24205
They are singing in our kitchen.
He found my cookbook in the gap at the back of the kitchen cabinet and now they are trying to cook.
They wanted to start with the soufflé. They don’t even know how to make béchamel!
I turned the page to the casserole instead.

Day 24236
This is my house.
These are myboarders.
I won’t allow anyone to harm them.

I don’t like ghost stories but I love this

NOW IN DEVELOPMENT: TRUNDL.buddy and the Ghostly Wi-Filactery is a fast-paced tactical roadtrip gameNOW IN DEVELOPMENT: TRUNDL.buddy and the Ghostly Wi-Filactery is a fast-paced tactical roadtrip game

NOW IN DEVELOPMENT: TRUNDL.buddy and the Ghostly Wi-Filactery is a fast-paced tactical roadtrip game developed by SPITE HOUSE.

TRUNDL.corp’s newly-conscious flagship product awakens with a head full of voices and a singular impulse: DRIVE.

Swerve through countless (five) environments toward one of many (three) endings. Equip your fat little body with armor and weapons to face hostile bots sent to flatten your chassis. Collect glimpses of an inevitable future haunted by sound and color and also ghosts. TRUNDL your buddy hard enough and you may answer the voices’ call. But what will you say?

Grow a mind. Swerve the world. But mostly… NEVER. EVER. STOP.


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Listen all u internet goers……. I know everyone has some wild catfish stories and I need to know them

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okay so for legal reasons this is all a very funny joke and none of it is real I promise

basically there’s a property listing floating out there somewhere online that lists my phone number as a contact for the owner of a house in a suburb of [redacted], ohio, even though that is a town I have never lived in. about two years ago, I started getting calls and texts from people who were asking if I was interested in selling the property. when I told them no and they had the wrong number, the amount of calls increased, and I had to block their numbers. 

since then, once about every 3 months I get a call or text from people wanting to buy this house in ohio as they think I’m the owner. I got fed up at one point and just started replying “yeah I might be interested in selling, but the property I have is haunted. like super haunted. lots of ghosts everywhere, so you’ll have to get rid of those before putting it on the market.” to my delight, they stopped replying after that, so I now do that when I get these messages. 

the last time it happened was actually just a few weeks ago, and the guy texting me on behalf of this house flipping operation actually offered to pay for an exorcism. I replied by telling him I was pretty sure the ghosts were protestant, so if he brought a priest in it had better not be catholic. he has yet to reply.

You are having literally the funniest possible reaction to an infuriating scam

listen the only way to beat a scam like that is to give them a reaction that is just way more bizarre than whatever they started with. crank the bonkers energy up to an 11 and they’ll leave you alone

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Spiritual wisdom is stored in the antlers :)

IRON Energy: ProjectivePlanet: MarsElement: FireDeity: SeleneAssociated Stones: Quartz Crystal, Hole

IRON

Energy: Projective
Planet: Mars
Element: Fire
Deity: Selene
Associated Stones: Quartz Crystal, Holey Stones
Associated Metals: Lodestone, Meteorite
Powers: Protection, Defensive Magic, Strength, Healing, Grounding, Return of Stolen Goods

Magical/Ritual Lore:

Because iron is seldom found in pure form except in meteorites, the earliest iron available for use by humans was obtained from these strange celestial objects. Meteorites, which were observed falling from the heavens, were used to make simple tools, supplementing bone and stone implements by earlier humans.

Throughout most of the world, humans eventually learned how to remove iron from its ore, which made it available for wider use.

Once this occurred, it was soon limited to purely physical applications and was restricted in magic and religion. In ancient Greece, for example, no iron was brought into the temples. Roman priests could not be shaved or scraped with iron during bodily cleansing.

Ireland, Scotland, Finland, China, Korea, India, and other countries have severe taboos against iron. Again and again in ancient rituals fire was made without iron, altars built without its use, and magical rituals performed only after divesting the body of all traces of the metal.

Herbs were usually collected with non-iron knives, owing to the belief that the vibrations of this metal would “jam” or “confuse” the herb’s energies.

The Hindus once believed that the use of iron in buildings would spread epidemics, and, even to this day, a gift of iron in any form is thought by some to be unlucky.

However, iron did have its place in magic. Specifically, it was worn or used in protective rituals. Its powerful, projective vibrations were thought to be feared by demons, ghosts, fairies, genii and other fantastic creatures.

In China, dragons were thought to fear iron. When rain was needed, pieces of the metal were thrown into “dragon pools” to upset the creatures and send them into the sky in the form of rain clouds.

In old Scotland, iron was used to avert danger when a death had occurred in the house. Iron nails or knitting needles were thrust into every item of food-cheese, grain, meat and so on-to act as a lightning rod, attracting the confusing vibrations that death may arouse

within the living and thus sparing the food of possible contamination.

Classical Romans drove nails into their house walls to preserve their health, especially during times of plague.

Because of its protective effects iron was sometimes thought, conversely, to be sacred, and thieves in ancient Ireland wouldn’t dare to steal it.

Magical Uses:

Iron-pure projective power, active, seeking, blinding, confusing, guarding.

For heavy protection, place small pieces of iron in each room of the house or bury at the four comers of your property. In earlier times, iron fences were sometimes used to halt the flow of negativity into the home.

During protective or defensive magic, wear an iron ring engraved with the symbol of Mars. Or, obtain a three-inch thick white candle and eight old iron nails. Warm the nails by a fire (or in a red candle's flame), then thrust each into the white candle in a random pattern. Light the nail-studded candle and visualize yourself as guarded, protected, secure.

Wearing iron or carrying a small piece of this metal enhances physical strength and is an excellent talisman for athletes.

Iron is also used during healing rituals. A small piece is placed beneath the pillow at night. This was originally done to scare away the "demons" that had caused the disease but can be thought of as strengthening the body’s ability to heal itself.

Iron rings or bracelets are worn to draw out illnesses from the body. This dates back to at least ancient Roman times.

A curious ritual from Germany to cure toothache: Pour oil onto a piece of heated iron. The fumes which rise from the iron will act on the problem.

In old Scotland, healing stones-quartz crystals or holey stones were kept in iron boxes to guard against supernatural creatures who might steal them.

Iron is also worn for grounding, for closing down the psychic centers, and for impeding the flow of energy from the body. This, of course, isn’t the best during magical ritual but is fine when the subject is under psychic or emotional attack, is physically depleted or wishes to focus on physical matters.

Iron horseshoes and the nails that attach them to the hooves are ancient magical tools. They might have first been used in ancient Greece, where they were called seluna and were associated with the Moon and the goddess Selene.

A horseshoe hung in the home over the front door confers protection.

While theories differ as to the “proper” way to hang the horseshoe, I always place it points up. Ideally, it is to be nailed with three of its original nails.

An old iron horseshoe nail is sometimes bent into a ring (if you can find one long enough) and worn for luck and healing.

If you have had something stolen from you and have a fireplace handy, try this spell. Take a horseshoe nail that you’ve found by chance. Drive this into the fireplace, visualizing the stolen object returning to your home. It is done.

There are still magicians and Wiccans who remove all traces of iron from their bodies before working magic, but this custom is fading into oblivion.


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Spooky science This ghoulish image shows lung tissue structure.Laura Sibley who took this image is p

Spooky science

This ghoulish image shows lung tissue structure.

Laura Sibley who took this image is part of a team from Royal Holloway, who are developing novel vaccines using bacteria (similar to ones that are used in probiotic drinks).

The vaccines they are creating are cheaper than normal vaccines, easier to produce and have no chemicals in them, making them suitable for diseases affecting developing countries. There are many diseases that need vaccine development, including tuberculosis, which kills around two million people per year, and is one of the diseases that they are focused on.

Laura stumbled across the ghostly vision in a study looking at TB vaccine distributed in lung tissue, work which in the future could help to protect people against TB infection.

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“Les Revenents” by Valery Bernard

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theparanormalguide:Oakabella Homestead - Ghosts and Hauntings - Sometimes the spirit of a location

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Oakabella Homestead
- Ghosts and Hauntings

- Sometimes the spirit of a location will reach out to grab you. There are many stories of people dreaming or having vision of a location before they have ever set eyes on them. A lot of the time this could be a premonition of the site of an event yet to happen. Sometimes it could be a glimpse of a past or future life. Sometimes on the rare occasion it can be both.

For more than forty years the current owner of Oakabella Homestead had been dreaming of the old white home sitting amongst the dusty and scrubby landscape. The dreams gave her a perfect vision of the house she would later own, a house located outside of Geraldton, Western Australia. At the time, and for most of the duration of these dreams, she was living in Canada but it was in 1989, when she moved to Perth, the dreams become more vivid and frequent. When she finally travelled out to the homestead with a friend she instantly recognised it as the house from her dreams.

Oakabella Homestead was established in 1851 by James Drummond on 44,000 acres of land. The land, including and surrounding the homestead, was very important to the local indigenous tribes and confrontations between the natives and the pioneers soon broke out. It is not known how many deaths occurred due to these confrontations but it can be safely assumed there were more than a few inflicted on the indigenous population.

After the Drummonds left Oakabella Homestead it passed through several owners before being purchased by the William and Amy Jackson on July 1, 1910. The Jackson family used the land for farming and also, interestingly, for breeding horses for the British Army in India.

Unfortunately, as with all families in the the era, there were a number of child deaths in the homestead. Not all were from disease and the other afflictions that caused high child mortality. Several accidents have occurred including that of one child who fell while climbing through an open window breaking their neck.

In 1973, another of the Jacksons met an untimely death. George Jackson was sitting in his room cleaning his gun when it went off killing him. If you have a look at reports on the internet you will read how this is one of the only rooms that has any dark or foreboding feelings tied to it. The furniture has been left in place and some people have found that the bloodstain can still be seen on the walls, floor and furniture under specific lighting conditions.

The house underwent a massive restoration and refurbishment in 1995 and opened to the public for tours in 1997. Cat bones were found in door and window frames, an old form of warding off spirits.

Apparently the ghosts wanted it kept old as new appliances and tools had a habit of breaking. All the furniture was kept instead of renewing as was many of the artefacts of pioneering life. All fifteen rooms of the homestead have a story to tell and you can hear these by taking the tour.

The current owners put the history of the homestead and land in more importance to the ghost stories. The house is virtually a museum as are the accompanying buildings. A majority of the pieces on display are from the Oakabella estate itself as well as other interesting collections from the region and of colonial times.

It has been said that Oakabella Homestead is a portal or a meeting place for local spirits. The spirits of previous owners of the house, those that have died on the property and even the souls of those who have passed away in nearby Geraldton are said to make themselves known on occasion. Children seem to have a lot of interaction with the spirits as the ghost of a little boy has presented himself to them on many occasions.

George Jackson seems to be the loudest of the spirits with his banging on the walls of the house. Footsteps have been heard in the halls, electrical appliances go haywire, doors swinging open and closed and on rare occasions objects and tools moving and sometimes rising off of benches.

The traditional owners of the land the Yamaji people state that the ancient spirits tied to the dreaming also still wander the landscape. If you venture off the beaten track you will find caves complete with cave paintings and artefacts as well as traditional meeting grounds. As with all locations of indigenous significance it is warned that you do not remove objects from the site. You may soon find that you want to send them back in a hurry.


Ashley Hall 2012

Picture: Oakabella Homestead.
Inset Left: Detached kitchen.
Inset Right: Path to Georges room.

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theparanormalguide:The History of Zombie Road - Ghosts and Hauntings - Zombie Road is well known f

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The History of Zombie Road
- Ghosts and Hauntings

- Zombie Road is well known for the rather dark entities that traverse the wooded areas running along side it. Many photos showing strange humanoid shadow figures aka shadow people, have been captured by those willing to venture out that way at night. Gregory Myers from Paranormal Task Force gives us a run-down of the history of the area and the deaths and tragedies that have taken place throughout the years.

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Within the urban sprawl of St. Louis lies a remote area called “Zombie Road”. Urban Legend tells a variety of eerie tales which include being host to ritualistic and occult practices which spawned inhuman and demonic entities while other tales tell of those who met their peculiar demise and still
roam this desolate road in the afterlife.

“Zombie Road”, real name “Lawler Ford Road” is about 2 miles long through a valley of forest oak land hills and ends near the Meramec River in the Glencoe, MO area where it meets the newly established “Al Foster” trail.

The history of this area goes back to ancient Native American times where this was one of the few pathways cut by nature over the centuries through the bluffs to the Meramec River area just beyond them. It is believed that travelling ancient Native Americans used this pathway for foot travel and also quarried flint here for the making of various tools and weapons.

In the early 1800’s a Ferry (boat) was operated at the bottom area of this passage at times where a ford was located in the river for settlers and travellers to cross the Meramec River to the other side where the Lewis family owned much of the land. The origin of the road name is unknown to historians even today.

Ninian Hamilton a settler from Kentucky was the first settler to occupy and own land in this area in 1803. After his death in 1856, James E. Yeatman a prominent St. Louis citizen, a founder of the Mercantile Library and president of the Merchants Bank acquired the large parcel of land that Mr. Hamilton settled and owned.

The Pacific Railroad completed their railroad line from St. Louis to Pacific along the Meramec River in this area in the 1850’s. Della Hamilton the wife of Henry McCullough, who was Justice of the Peace for about thirty years and Judge of the County Court from 1849 to 1852, was struck and killed by a train in this area in 1876.

The first large scale gravel operations on the Meramec River began at what would become Yeatman junction in this area. Gravel was taken from the Meramec River and moved on rail cars into St. Louis. The first record of this operation is in the mid-1850’s. Later, steam dredges were used, to be supplanted by diesel or gasoline dredges in extracting gravel from the channel and from artificial lakes dug into the banks. This continued until the 1970’s.

From about 1900 until about 1945, Glencoe and this area was one of the resort communities of the Meramec River’s clubhouse era. Many of the homes were summer clubhouses, later converted to year round residences then lost to the great local floods of the 1990’s.

Some say this is called Zombie Road because the railroad workers who once worked here rise from their graves at times to roam about. Some insist that they have heard old time music, seen anomalous moving lights and other ghostly sightings from that forgotten era. Another tale tells of a patient nicknamed “Zombie” who escaped from a nearby mental facility never to be seen again. His blood soaked gown was later found lying upon the old road later named after him.

Other tales include one of an original settler who met their demise upon the railroad tracks. Another includes a pioneer who lost his wife in a poker game then went back to his homestead and took his own life. Many still report seeing these lonely spirits even today.

During the age of Prohibition a nearby town housed speak-easies and the summer homes of well known gangsters. Tales tell of individuals who were dealt a bad hand by such public enemies resulting in their permanent placement within the ground or bordering river to never be seen again.

The bordering river has tragically delivered many to the other side through the years. Children and adults alike have taken their last living breath within its dangerous waters before being found washed up on its shores. Even during this new millennium, several children met their demise one
day within its banks.

The railroad still shows “Death hath no mercy” as many have met their final fate upon its tracks. Local lifelong residents can still remember multitudes of tragic occurrences dating back to the 1950’s. One of these occurred in the 1970’s when two teens were struck by an oncoming train. Some of the local residents were used in search parties to find the body parts scattered about the area.

During the 1990’s a mother and her five year old child were crossing a bridge when an oncoming train met them. The mother’s last action was pushing her five year old child off the bridge. The engineer was able to stop the train and save the child. Although the mother died, this is still one of the happiest endings to a story this area will provide.

More recent past has seen this area become refuge for those wanting privacy to practice the occult and other rituals. Who can really know what true doorways to the darkness or unknown were opened here.

During the 1960’s a couple in their late teens were on top of the bluffs overlooking the road below.The male somehow lost footing and during the fall caught his face in a fork of a small tree growing out from the side of the bluff. His face and scalp remained while the rest of him fell to his death upon the road below. Others have also met their demise from the high bluffs above.

The area has also seen its share of suicides and murders. In the 1970’s a hunter stumbled across a car still running at the end the road. Closer inspection revealed a hose running from the exhaust pipe to the inside of the car with the driver slumped over the steering wheel.

One can agree that there is no lack of legends or tragedies surrounding this area which can explain the bizarre and eerie encounters of those who visit. I was one who became truly intrigued and attracted by such lore and was determined to either prove or disprove the Urban Legends surrounding it.

Missouri Paranormal Research (now a division of Paranormal Task Force, Inc.), the paranormal investigative team I belong to, investigated this area on several occasions. Our visits converted many true sceptics into true believers of the paranormal. I was one of those the first time and even
remarked “This was going to be like Winnie the Pooh looking for a ghost in 100 Acre Woods” prior to descending onto the old road.

Within an hour several people observed a human sized shadow figure as it descended upon them from a small bluff nearby. It then ran onto the road, stopped, then disappeared into the darkness of the night. Throughout the night others heard unexplainable voices, were touched by the unseen and witnessed the unexplainable. This was one night that everyone could conclude that indeed some Urban Legends actually are real!


By Gregory Myers of Paranormal Task Force
Picpost put together by Ashley Hall 2013

Photo: The Shadow Children captured on film by Tom Halstead.
Inset Left: Another shadow figure in the tree line.
Inset Right: Bridge crossing the stream by Tom Halstead.

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vampire hunter? no i said vampire HAUNTER. this jerk sucked all my blood out so now i spend my afterlife knocking over shelves and scaring off potential victims and just making the castle generally pretty cold

it’s always ‘bleh why are the plates floating’, 'gah who knocked over my blood goblet’ and never 'sorry for killing you’ ok starve then!

and what are you going to do about it? have a priest exorcise the place? yeah good luck with all the crosses and holy water you piece of shit

It’s a lovely morning in the gothic castle, and you are a horrible ghost.

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WINTER GHOSTS by Sean Fitzgerald.

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