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This weekend I was reading an article from Fortean Times ("Return to Point Pleasant") and was impressed by a passage where the author recounts the spooky phone activity that went on at his home after he went investigating the MIB, UFO and mothmen sighted back in the 60s in West Virginia.
I have had some of these things with phones at home, and out of home also. The most startling one was years ago when I picked up a phone call at my grandmother's home. It was noon time, just before lunch, and I heard a male voice through a lot of noise in the line that was asking "Hello?" in clear English language. As I was in Argentina, where we speak Spanish, I assumed it was a long distance call for my grandmother from relatives in Europe, and clarifying who I was, I informed that my grandmother was right in the kitchen where she could pick up the call. Still through the noise in the phone line, the voice laughed with much amuse and asked, as if it were the most obvious thing, "And who wants to talk to her?" leaving myself completely mute and stiff, with the phone reciever pressed on my left ear. Then very clearly, and with a voice tone of the adult-who-knows-more-about-life, said back my name, and told me to "be a good boy". Then it hung up.
For the pragmatic 18 year old chap I was, well, I didn't pay my attention to it -just told grandma that it was a wrong number call-, and that was it. I do not remember how many people I told about it, and then this article reminded me.
Other instance of spooky phone activity was directly related to sorcery practices. It involved sort of a "demonstration" of power, that at 3 AM made the phone rang at home in synchronicity with myself meeting the "demonstrating" sorceress during an intense lucid dream, right when she mesmerizingly fixed her gaze on me. My poor father picked up the call -literally falling of the bed-, and I sprang up in perfect state of lucidness. It was a woman that introduced herself as Mrs. Whomever and was asking for who knows who. Regrettably, my father hung back after politely informing that it was a wrong number, right before I had a chance to cry that it was for me without appearing deranged. He was surprised to see me entering his room in the darkness asking who was. We went back to bed, and then my father's beeper sounded announcing an incoming message. Irritated, he turned his light on, and I walked back to his room. He read in his poor drowsy state that it was a message from the same Mrs. Whomever asking the same who knows who to call him back. And, big shit, he erased it with disgust in the split of a second. Other sorcerers involved, later that day confirmed these were "her" doings, but that they were quite meaningless tricks.
And there were other ocasions. Has anyone experienced seemingly magickal occurencess with phones, spooky calls, or anyhting? |
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