Hey /x/.
Do you think that possibly there were races living in Europe pre roman expansion that consisted of Elves or dwarves?
When you think of it deeply enough it doesnt seem that far fetched.
Mabe at some part of europe there were nords adapted to be shorter but built stout and mabe at another part there were nords with a pointy ear adaptation and mabe they were wiped out by or before the Roman expansion era.
Its proven that races of Giants once walked the earth (which could also categorize trolls, orcs or whatever) and also the druids were another race who were proven to be real and wiped out by the romans who are often viewed as cryptic.
>>15593020
>Its proven that races of Giants once walked the earth
Going to need proof of this.
>>15593020
>druids were another race
why do you chose to be wrong so?
>Druids
>Another race
You mean a bunch of the Celtic equivalents of Priests right?
Also, Neanderthals may have lived up in Europe in isolated groups at some point in antiquity. That's plausible, but unlikely.
It's time to wake up.
Pic related?
>>15608374
>have an open mind
>think for yourself
>but believe everything I say or else you're a sheep, ignorant, and stupid
wow, it's almost like you're trying to start a shitty religion
Lets have a "Life Glitch" thread.
Have you ever had an experience where your life "glitches"? Either paranormal or just wrong feeling, or like something happened out of a malfunctioning virtual reality, I'll take any stories.
Pls don't just make shit up.
A few occasions of small time-skips, one vague memory of teleporting from a closet to the stairs after finding a red stain on the wall.
>>15596723
>be 6 or 7
>riding in car
>time slows down considerably for a few seconds
>resumes normal speed
>>15596723
I once had a very odd experience where the ground I was walking on seemed to have changed altitude rapidly
Last thread was fun, so here's the new one.
>>15595238
I don't got no type
Bad bitches is the only thing that I like,
You ain't got no life,
Cups with the ice and we do this every night, (hey)
I ain't check the price, (I got it)
I make my own money, so I spend it how I like,
I'm just living life
And let my momma tell it, nigga, I ain't living right
So in the forest near my town lived a former soldier from some balkan state, completely crazy because of some war. He used to break in houses to get food, but money and other stuff were ignored. But he also used to ge very violent when people got him. God knows what mental illness and PTSD and shit he suffered of. People called him "Tarzan" because of his habit of hiding in the woods. Police arrested him a few times but judges always released him. Eventually he died alone, in the attic of a church he broke in.
So
>be me at 13
>alone at home that night
>fuck yeah I'm staying up late and other 13 yo edge shit
>hear a thud in the garden
>did I hear something? are parents back before time? are neighbours doing something in their gardens?
>scratches on the door and on the lock
>well parents are back
>why are they taking so much time to open the door
>suddenly realize whoever is trying to open the door is not one of my parents
>remember about Tarzan
>panic
>I want to call the police but I fear he can hear me and get very violent
>hide myself in a wardrobe hoping he's just looking for food
Well, in the end he didn't manage to open the door. He broke some branches of a little tree of my garden however. Sorry for shitty story. I was pretty terrified at the time, even though nothing important happened.
> live in small-ish city with a bit of a homeless problem
> get gas every morning before work at same gas station
> always this one homeless dude sitting on the bench
> pretty cool guy, actually
> strike up a conversation with him one day, talking about dumb shit
> asks if he can bum a smoke after I finish pumping
> why the fuck not
> give him one, carry on with day
> fast forward a few weeks later, walking around town because nice night and again, why the fuck not
> cut through an alley to get to corner store, I do this regularly so nbd
> some dude steps out of a little alcove and pulls a knife on me
> grabbing for wallet when suddenly
> hobobro starts walking down the alley from other direction, muggers back towards him
> sees what's happening
> he starts sneaking up to us
> wtf is even happening right now. I stall for time while he approaches
> hobobro taps guy on shoulder, mugger turns his head
> gets ducking decked
> I'm talking like, his face will never look the same kind of decked
> hobobro grounds the mugger and takes the knife, chucks it down alley and starts going to town on this dude
> "RUN."
> happily oblige, turn to run back the way I came
> as I'm running away like a punk ass bitch, hobobro calls out "thanks for the smoke, bud"
> never see mugger or hobobro again
> thankful as fuck I decided to give this random heroic hobo a cigarette
Chaos Magick General: Mods pls no delete edition.
>What is Chaos Magick?
An approach to magick designed to strip it down to basic principles in order to make it more efficient and effective
>Where do I start with it?
'Oven-Ready Chaos' by Phil Hine
'Liber Null & Psychonaut' by Peter Carroll.
Liber MMM is part of Liber Null, it's a commonly-used CM training programme
>Resources?
www.chaosmatrix.org has tons of neat stuff
>Prove magic does reel
Try out CM and see for yourself
What kind of stuff are you guys up to these days?
Anyone else doing Liber MMM? Or has done it in the past?
I posted the other night about my first experience with that I think was gnosis.
I hit it twice again today during no-thought, only for a few seconds each time. Managed to keep it going with my eyes open the second time, to see what would happen.
This is my second month of MMM (started 1 November), I'm being a little lax about it (definitely not Pact standard, I'm missing days here and there), but it seems to be progressing okay. I'd kind of budgeted to give all of December to no-thought, as an anon here had stressed how important it was- I'm glad I did.
I'll move on to one of the trances in January I reckon. I should be able to move through the Banishing section pretty easily later on- I'm used to doing the LIRP and LBRP with the G.'.D.'., so the purpose of the exercise for me will be to see how it works when you change around the components, as Caroll suggests.
Also thinking about doing Liber KKK down the line, but from the look of it I'll definitely need a handle on magical trance first before attempting it.
Anyone done either MMM or KKK in the past?
>>15595213
>>15595213
I've been working on MMM for about 17 years. It's good to keep practicing. The sort of off thi g is I never really focused on any onefacet of it when I was younger, so I have well rounded knowledge but not expertise in any one area. MMM isnt really a priority in the bulk lf anything I practice on a regular basis though, so I don,t think it's having a negative impact.
Hello there /x/philes lately I've been thinking more and more about something that happened to me when I was a child and was wondering if anyone else has experienced any kind of similar event and if not, what is the weirdest most perplexing event that has occurred in your life.
>be me
>be about six
>parents stressed and arguing and dad asks me to go outside and play
>run into nearby woods and start playing army
>hear voice in sky tell me that, "Brent is dead."
>nope.jpg
>run home scared shitless to tell mom.
> old man next door passed away and is being taken away
> Turns out his name was brent
To this day I have no explanation for this event and it still bothers me
>>15584630
>if you didn't run, you would've receive special power like a death god.
>>15584630
why is that pic from OKC
>>15584630
>>15584642
>mfw phobetor
/k/ told me to open my thread over here. I'm fuckin spooped to shit
>going away for Christmas
>post early Christmas dinner with in-laws
>washing the dishes in front of window overlooking backyard
>!
>what's that standing in front of my fucking shed?
>shit I'm being robbed
>to arms men!
>men meaning me
>grab flashlight and first thing at my disposal: wall-mounted crossbow
>run out ignoring wife's whines of disaproval
>get to shed
>HEY
>shine light
Holy fucking fuck
>nekkid
>extremely skinny, pale body
>sharp-ass teeth
>FUCKING BLOOD RED EYES
>voice my it's level of spoopieness through a disgusted yell
>it fucking lets out the worst scream I've ever heard in my life
>starts to run off
>I shoot, miss
>fucking shitty-ass scope
>escapes innawoods
>no prints
What the fuck do I do now? I haven't told my wife what happened and I don't plan on it. The last thing I want to do is worry her.
help
Forgot to mention something.
The fucker wasn't even trying to get into my shed.
Just fucking standing there and facing the door.
>>15602775
Any chance you could post pics of creature?
>>15602865
I found this. Body is similar, but the eyes were red and it had a normal human nose. Fuck, looking at this is making me nervous again
Another thread just reminded me of this and it's a perfect storm of /x/ topics.
So you might know the band Tool made a song called Faaip De Oiad and used the 'Area 51 caller' audio from Coast to Coast in the background.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=83R54yAB5Cw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ee3bld4lTG0
Well a story showed up on a tool fansite supposedly from someone involved in the making of the album, and it's extremely interesting.
>"Shortly after the release of Tool’s ‘Lateralus’ CD, late-night talk radio personality Art Bell began to receive thousands of emails from listeners informing him that their favorite band had used a sound-clip from his show on their latest CD. A few days later, Art obtained a copy of Lateralus and for the next week or so began to express an interest in doing an interview with the writer of the band’s website (me) or any of the band members themselves about their experiences at the perimeter of Area 51 and the connection with the last track on Lateralus entitled Faaip de Oiad. Sometime later Art sent me an email asking if I "and perhaps another" would agree to do an interview on his Coast to Coast AM program. I suggested to Art that Danny do the interview with me, as he was the band member that was the most knowledgeable on the subject, and because Faaip de Oiad was his personal piece on Lateralus. Due to problems in scheduling (the band was touring at the time), and the personal problems that were soon to plague Art, the interview never occurred. Art has since retired due to medical problems, but had the interview taken place, this, the untold story behind Faaip de Oiad, is what Danny and I would have discussed.
Cont...
>It was many years ago that a certain reverb unit of Danny’s began acting rather strangely, emitting a sound as it went funny (i.e. malfunctioned?) that so fascinated him, that it, perhaps, inspired a song title. It was during that night, as Danny frantically rushed about the loft to sample the machine’s death-throes that I knew he would someday put the damn thing on a recording. But, like I said, this was many years ago. Moments later (the deed done) we were back up at the makeshift bar in the place, having a beer or twelve pack or two, and the whole thing was forgotten. Or at least I had forgot about it. When Lateralus was still in the writing/arranging stage, and it came time for Danny to start thinking about ‘his’ piece - something on the lines of ‘IONS’ from AEnima, but a bit more elaborate, I suggested that he do something using the Enochian (or Angelic) language of Dr. John Dee and Edward Kelley’s occult experiments with extradimensional intelligences (if that’s what they in fact were). Initially Danny seemed to like the idea, enough so that I quickly began to write out some verses in the Enochian language that he (or, better yet, Maynard) could vocalize. We thought that using a vocoder would create the most powerful effect (especially with the 20 frequency band Sennheiser VSM-201 analog vocoder that Danny owns, this being the famous model used by Kraftwerk and others{including the voices of the droids on the film Star Wars}, of which there are only a few [3 is the number that I’ve heard] in the world. (NOTE: the Sennheiser vocoder takes a carrier sound such as a synth waveform, etc. and articulates that sound with a person’s voice or other incoming audible signal that can analyzed via the 20 channels of band-pass filters to achieve unique sounds and multi-modulations). Accompanied by the broken (?) reverb unit and with Danny’s various vintage synths, we thought the effect could be truly haunting.
>But things don’t always go according to plans. Although I had written the Enochian verses, there was a sudden push to get Lateralus finished, and the complexities of doing the track as it was originally planned were outweighed by other considerations. Also, as I mentioned earlier, the Enochian piece didn’t seem to fit with the rest of Lateralus. Having already given Danny my cassette copy of the ex-employee on the "Area 51 Caller Line" from Art’s Coast to Coast AM show, he decided to use it in the background of a piece he wrote using the noise of the "higher-evolved’ machine [i.e. defective reverb unit] he sampled along with some nice touches he added with his EMS Synthi AKS (another very rare piece of equipment). And so that’s what was recorded (at the loft studio) for the Lateralus CD. Now, if you think that the series of coincidences surrounding the "triangulated" Art Bell caller were strange, wait until you hear about what happened to me as I was working on the Enochian verses (which, at the time, Danny was still planning on using for ‘his’ piece on the recording).
>This part of the story occurred in January of 2000, several days after the "Y2K" flop. I was back in the Midwest, in the small town of O’Fallon, Illinois, celebrating my mother’s birthday. After the holidays, I had a few days with little to do in my sleepy hometown before returning to Los Angeles. I would spend most of the day and nights in my parent’s house (before they moved) working on the correct pronunciations of my Enochian verses. I had several Enochian Dictionaries with me, and each contained a discussion and system (or guidelines) on how to pronounce Enochia, something that few if any occultists or language scholars know for sure. (NOTE: as with most systems of magick, the slightest error, whether with a Call, an invocation/evocation or the construction of a sigil, can be potentially disastrous to the operator.)
>Among other sources, I had GMICALZOMA by Leo Vinci, a special edition of THE GOETIA translated by Aleister Crowley (?), THE COMPLETE ENOCHIAN DICTIONARY by Laycock and Skinner, A TRUE AND FAITHFUL RELATION... edited by Meric Casaubon and THE ENOCHIAN WORLD OF ALEISTER CROWLEY by Duquette and Hyatt (Ph.D). Working with another person who had a great deal of knowledge on the subject, we had previously decided upon which pronunciation to use for reasons which I shall not explain at this time. For three days and nights I practiced the Calls, or, to be more accurate, the verses that I had assembled, for that is what they were, each time without feeling or visualizing the slightest thing. In short, I wasn’t in any way attempting to skry in the Aethyrs or to summon the Enochian denizens, whatever they were. I was just trying to learn the pronunciation so that I could teach it to Danny, or Maynard, or whoever was going to sing/recite the verses through the vocoder. For those interested, the verses were: ENOCHIAN WITH ENGLISH TRANSLATION: "TORZU!/ Arise! AAO HUBARDO TIBBP/ Amongst the lanterns of sorrow. TZAMRAN/ Appear AAF NOR MOLAP/ Amongst the sons of men IZIPOP/ From the highest vessels, FOARGT VRAN/ The dwelling place of the elders LUCIFTIAS PIRIPSOL/ In the brightness of the heavens." Having a plane to catch the next morning, I put away my notes and went to bed around 2:00 am. I had been sleeping soundly the other nights in my parent’s house, but on this particular night, I suffered (the word I choose to use here) an incredibly lucid and disturbing dream (if, in fact, it was a dream - I’m still not sure). This dream or vision seemed to involve something that was attempting to overpower me in some way. I tried to fight off the astral attack, or whatever it was that wanted me to surrender to it, but I felt somewhat paralyzed, with my flailing arms stuck, to use Whitley Strieber’s words, in "electrified tar."
ITT: scary shit that's happened to you
post your own stories or your favorite greentexts.
have a couple of my own i'll post, but i have to type them out so it'll be a minute.
>>15570773
>be 20 yr anon
>work at gas station, night shift
>right next to loud-ass freeway notorious for taking people out
>pretty chill job, usually just sit around, read, sometimes chat it up with truckers who come through
>2 AM, by myself, catching up on some vidya games
>phone rings
>"thank you for calling blah blah how can i help you"
>barely audible whispering, ask the guy to tone it up
>"do you know when the next one is?"
>thinks he means lotto draw, tells him the date of the next one
>"no, do you know when it's happening?"
>wat
>ask him what the hell he's talking about
>"do you know when it's happening, the next one?"
>voice is still whispering, cracks a little bit
>ask him when WHAT is happening
>"the next one"
>assume its a prank caller, hang up on him, rest of the night uneventful
>couple nights later, just got done ringing some stoners up
>phone rings again
>"thank you for calling blah blah how can i help you"
>"do you know when the next one is?"
>thisguyagain.mp3
>remember its a newer phone, probably has some sort of caller ID
>"sir the phone you are calling from has a caller ID and storage system and the next time you call this business your number will be turned over to police"
>voice raises a little bit
>"but i NEED to know when it's happening"
>hang up on him
>>15570776
>next night, phone rings, remember dumbass
>grab phone and check caller ID
>000 000 00zero0
>must be a telemarker then
>pick up phone to tell them they've called a business
>"when is it happening?"
>for fuck's sake, hang up again
>next night, nothing out of the ordinary, almost the end of my shift and no phonecalls
>around 4AM, getting ready to switch out with day crew
>hear what sounds like a gunshot and tires screeching
>run outside just in time to see a car with a popped tire spin out of control onto its side, the car behind it slam into it, and a couple more behind those guys join the pile-up
>holy shit holy shit holy shit
>jump freeway fence, drop down right as another car takes out the car on its side
>traffic finally stops, people are getting out of their vehicles to help
>i whip out mobile to call 911
>3 missed calls
>000 000 00zero0
>nope.png
i put in my two weeks the following day. fuck that.
>>15570776
And thennnnnn?
Creepy workplace stories, go!
I'm actually at work now but this took place a couple months ago. I'm the only one working here now but I used to have a few coworkers and they confirm this for me.
>be a couple months ago
>boss is in Mexico for a couple weeks
>stay late because really fast internet
>gets dark
>hear the door open on the other side of office
>think its my friend that has a key
>hear footsteps in front of cubicle
>they stop
>stand up and look to see and nobody is there
>check for any cars (its a small office with one little parking lot on a dead end street)
>see no cars, doors still locked, can't find anyone else
>nope my way out as fast as I can
I've hears tons of sounds like that since I started working here
>work as chemist in water works
>giant complex but not more than5 people working at once
>do maths for industrial latest industrial waste
>boss calls, wants to speak my foreworker
>havent seen him all day, but I'm used to just passing testsheets through without his approval
>call all workers
>noone have seen him
>go back to worth a bit confused
>a few days later when the tank was inspected for cracks the engineers found his corpse covered in slug and horribly deformed from the chemicals
>had to stop water supply for several hours to get rid of the possibly contaminated water
>nobody knows why he went there but we assume it was suicide
>>15563955
What do you work with?
Can we get a non-paranormal "nope" thread?
>inb4 faggots shit posting about thread being non-paranormal
Real life creepy crazy shit that isn't paranormal. Will deliver in a bit. On my mobile and it's hard to do a full greentext on here.
Innwoods, murders, rapist, thug encounters welcome.
nope threads should be banned
>>15585609
YOU should be banned.
>>15585615
why?
Hey X,
Had a tour through my local Freemason Lodge and took some pictures.
Overall I'm still pretty confused what the fuck it's all about but if anyone wants to see the stuff inside and give some interpretations just let me know!
What's the obsession with King Solomon can anybody tell me? There's statues and whatnot throughout the place.
>>15587634
Forgot pic
Anybody interested?
I've been doing research on Enochian Magick for the past two weeks. It's pretty much consumed most of my free time, i've learned the language, or at least the alphabet. But I reach out to /x/ to further my knowledge regarding it.
Any help/legitimate knowledge/resources you have would be much appreciated. I need to know how to get to a point where I can commune with an enochian entity.
>>15585236
>Any help/legitimate knowledge/resources you have would be much appreciated.
Decent introduction:
http://hermetic.com/enochia/enoch-ref.html
Jones has done nice work, though his material is a bit dense and we don't always agree:
http://hermetic.com/jones/
Tyson's, Enochian Magick for Beginners, while not really for beginners, is still the best introduction available, despite it's flaws.
DuQuette's, Enochian Vison Magic, is essentially "Enochian for Dummies", but he doesn't always understand his subject.
The source material is archived, here:
http://phergoph.wordpress.com/john-dee-enochian-archival-material/
>I need to know how to get to a point where I can commune with an enochian entity.
When you're ready, they will come for you.
>>15585236
if you pronounced the keys correctly, your inner hearing must have been opened to the real purpose of Enochian Magick.
7here are 'know' nuances. Now just enjoy all the media that is pushed by ilermunazi, for they are ALL Enochian spells, Enochian works of Magick. Absorb the hidden messages within, use it and be blessed with the riches they reveal upon to you.
7hat's it, that all there is. . .
I suggest you start at the beginning, Walt Disney's (Walt was a well-known magician) theme songs. Start with A Whole New Words, from Aladdin ( A let-in), and just go from there as you please. Congrats, you found the pot of Gold (knowledge) that was promised at the end of the Rainbow.
pic: 7hat's why it is funny! (and Jews control the world)
I've heard of enochian being dangerous for beginners, with neophytes getting fried by messing with it.
What does this mean in practice?
And when are you ready to start working with it?
Alright /x/ I have a story for you, so sit a while and listen.
This takes place three summers ago during a boar hunting trip, down in a very rural area of the Ozark south. My main reasoning for sharing this here is that, ultimately, I don't believe in the paranormal. However, I believe I may have run across something that I couldn't explain and I want some input. Fair warning: I'm no good at greentext. However, I'm not going to assault you with a wall of text.
In any case, enough pretense aside.
>Be back from College and wanting to get out into the woods.
>Be bored as fuck on a Friday night, and decide to head out super early for boar hunting with a buddy of mine (J.D.)
>J.D. is an eagle scout, not prone to being spooked very easily, and I have been hunting in places ranging from deep south swamps to Alaska.
>We pack our shit up, and leave his place around 12:30 am.
>After stopping for energy drinks and beef Jerky (every hunter's best friends) we end up getting out there at around 2:15 am.
>We'd hunted this area for boar many times in the daylight, seen tons of deer, squirrels and even a baby fawn that fell asleep by the warmth of our car engine once. Basically: a nice place.
>We pull in off the gravel tract: 40 miles from town and 3 miles from a podunk gas station/deer check station.
>Decide not to fuck about in the woods at night (we'd had a mountain lion walk IN our tracks on a previous hunting trip).
>Roll down windows and try to take a short nap.
>Instantly we're hit with this nasty, cloying, sickly sweet odor.
>I just brush it off going "just some wet deer, haha, should mean our sent wont travel far in heavy damp air".
>JD just looks at me and says "that smells like death, bro, like a cow that's been out in the sun too long".
>I launch into a diatribe about him being a gigantic pussy and how he should deal with it.
cont:
Pls
>>15584307
CONTINUE?
___
>Invisable
If you are under 18, you can't post on this website.
He likes to tap on windows
>>15575268
Well I mean it would be easier to re create if they didn't need some sort of specific costume, or if said costume atleast consisted of things most people own.