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Halloween 2011

2011-10-01T23:46:00.001+08:00

Halloween 2011

Halloween's origins date back to the ancient Celtic festival of Samhain (pronounced sow-in). The Celts, who lived 2,000 years ago in the area that is now Ireland, the United Kingdom and northern France, celebrated their new year on November 1. This day marked the end of summer and the harvest and the beginning of the dark, cold winter, a time of year that was often associated with human death. Celts believed that on the night before the new year, the boundary between the worlds of the living and the dead became blurred. On the night of October 31 they celebrated Samhain, when it was believed that the ghosts of the dead returned to earth. In addition to causing trouble and damaging crops, Celts thought that the presence of the otherworldly spirits made it easier for the Druids, or Celtic priests, to make predictions about the future. For a people entirely dependent on the volatile natural world, these prophecies were an important source of comfort and direction during the long, dark winter.

Halloween or Samhain, marks the end of the third and final harvest, is a day to commune with and remember the dead, and is a celebration of the eternal cycle of reincarnation. Halloween is the most coveted sabbat by the Wiccan (and many Pagan) religions. In the European traditions, Samhain is the night when the old God dies, and the Crone Goddess mourns him deeply for the next six weeks. The popular image of her as the old Halloween hag menacingly stirring her cauldron comes from the Celtic belief that all dead souls return to her cauldron of life, death, and rebirth to await reincarnation.

Halloween, plain and simple is our favorite time of year. A true time for witches, Witchcraft itself, and Wiccans alike who feel that on this night the separation between the physical and spiritual realities is it's least guarded and it's veil the thinnest. It is a time for dimensional openings and workings, it is a somber holiday, one of dark clothes and thoughts for the dead, it is said to be the time when those of necromantic talents can speak with the dead and it is certainly a time to remember ones own dead. Witches believe it is a time of endings of relationships and bad situations and it is the time when one can see the glimmer of hope in the future. There are as many concepts attached to this holiday as any other, truly a time of remembrance of our ancestors and all those who have gone before.

In Singapore, Night Safari is no more a place for this year 2011 Halloween celebrations. How about finding some fun in the Old Changi Hospital? Halloween is almost equal to Chinese ChingMingJie (清明节). What can you do on Halloween? You can Pray Pray like you do during 清明节 or Play Play with your friends. Before you play play, please take extra caution when you are playing with "fire". Spirit Communications Games like Ouija Board can be one of the activities if you are keen to Speak With The Other World. BUT when you see a Door appearing from no where… DO NO ENTER the door…. unless you want to join the Go Go Go Tour to Otherworld.

Witchz’ words: the otherworld u seen in Movies, TV, read from novels, comic, heard of (rumors)… may not be the same. Witchz had been there numerous times. Quite a Regular Traveler to the otherworld, that’s what Witchz says.

Witchz’ request: Witchz Asking the Present Life of Spanish Medical Doctor, Dr. Antony, please kindly consider to release the love spell casted in year 1912 in Old Spain on the Lady Lover. Let her present life leave this place. Current Lady Antonia (Toni) wants to get back to where she belong -- the otherworld.

PS: If you don’t know how to release the Bonding Spell, you may ask Witchz. Witchz is available for your consultation.

Blessed Be! Amen.

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How To Do Werewolf Transformation

2011-09-20T12:35:00.000+08:00

Want to be one (Werewolf) to befriend your vampires idols? Check out on the test/spell below.
This spell is simple and easy to do. Others which Witchz is more capable of, involved invocation of 'helpers' from another dimension, aka, The Matrix or 4th or 5th dimension, or up and above.
One more long winded advise, DO Not Fall into anyone who claim they can help you on this and that by doing rituals.... Even the fella or donkey is a "so call" Taoist/Bomoh/Witch/Wizard/WHATEVER.... The [881] film director, Mr. Royston T, is another act smart typical Singaporean. IF the so call taoist can keep asking Witchz for advise on how to call for this.... and non stop buzzing Witchz SMS for advise as his clients are asking him to this and that...., how far can one not know that donkey fella is one Absolute Con Man? PLEASE, the so call fella dont even know how to summon spirits, as i know many also do not know. And the rituals you people pay him to do, u sure he do ritual or just doing his part as an actor?
SO, Before u dump your money to these Con people, Please consider donate all these money to the REAL needy. If you have time to spent, and not know what to do as life is so SIAN (boring), PLEASE may you consider contributing your SIAN time to volunteering to the community.
Do More Good (deeds), Earn More Good (returns).
Blessed Be! Amen.

If you really, really want to become a werewolf, this is something you might want to try. Usually I provide a general disclaimer here about how it may be dangerous, the chances of it working are low, proceed with caution, yada yada yada. But this one is actually pretty harmless so go ahead and give it a shot and let us know how you make out!
First, get a mirror and wait until the sun goes down. Then turn on an artificial light that is just bright enough that you can see yourself. Focus on yourself, on all the small little details. Understand and focus on the shape of your nose, your shoulders, all the parts that you most imagine when you imagine yourself being in wolf’s form. But do not, and I repeat, do not focus on becoming a werewolf at this time. Just focus on yourself and accepting yourself and just being you. Focus on the you in the human form, and allow yourself to genuinely like the human you.
Do not think about becoming a wolf, or what you’ll look like as a wolf, or anything about transforming into a werewolf. Repeat this for at least 3 days, preferably 5, and even more if you feel as though you need to. Try to do it on the same time each day. This part allows you to be positive and accepting, and this creates energies that might make it possible for transformation.
For the next part, you won’t need the mirror anymore and although it doesn’t matter at what time of day you do it, you should keep doing it at the same time every day. In this part you’re doing the exact opposite and imagining the exact wolf you want to turn into. Picture as much as you can about the wolf you as possible. Keep doing this for at least one week, preferably two, and more until you can feel the fur, see the claws, etc. If you don’t see any results in at least 3 weeks, this one’s probably not going to work.
(source: werewolf resource)

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Hungry Ghost Festival Taboos 中元节禁忌 Part 4

2011-08-10T10:51:00.000+08:00

Protection Required:

1. During the Ghost Festival, feng shui practitioners will display the Chung Kwei, the ghost catcher whose specialty is to devour the ghosts that he catches, in many areas of their homes. And at least one of the images must face the maindoor. This act serves to scare away any roving spirits from intruding the particular household. As such the whole family will be able to avoid ghost spells. For those who are travelling afar, going for late nights or regularly visit yin places, then the Chung Kwei amulet is an excellent protection.

2. It is also known that Fu Dogs are potent feng shui animals that when displayed at the maindoors or in its vicinity facing out would scare away bad wandering spirits and ghosts.

3. Wear protective amulets to prevent bad luck, ghost possessions and accidents due to ghost disturbances. One such powerful type of amulet that is currently very popular is the Mythical Bird Dzi. The mythical bird is associated to the Garuda, considered as an evil subduing bird in Tibetan Buddhism.

4. Taoist practitioners can choose to wear the powerful Kwan Kung for protection. No evil dares to fool around when the Kwan Kung is there.

5.For those who prefer crystals and natural stones, there are two types of stones that we will recommend that has strong energy to ward off evil spirits and scare them away: a. Tektite Meteorite that falls from outer space and possess strong and pure energy. b. Rainbow obsidian with the "third eye" which enables you to strengthen your resistance against evil energy. These stones normally go out of stock during this period every year. These are recommended especially for those who frequently travel outdoor and for kids, because they are whom more easily being targeted or harmed by suicide ghosts who are looking for chances to reincarnate.

6. Hang the 8 Auspicious Objects at chi entry points of your house such as windows to deflect away any evil energy. Also hang one of it in your car to prevent accidents. For taoist feng shui practitioners, you may opt for the Elliptical Coin and hang on the door knobs of all entries you want to protect. Some would even go for higher form of protection with the bagua hung above their maindoor.

7. Carry along, hang in the car or in the house the powerful Peach Wood 7-Stars Sword. It is the most indispensable tool for Taoist Exorcism from ancient times till today.

8. Families should burn at least a bunch of incense sticks in an empty can (cleanly washed from used food can) on the 14th day of 7th lunar month. This should be done after 7pm and the burning of the incense sticks are to be done outdoor, close to the main entrance.

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Hungry Ghost Festival Taboos 中元节禁忌 Part 3

2011-08-06T12:08:00.000+08:00

Hotel Taboos:

For those who are travelling, they may want to be cautious when staying in hotels. The hotel is considered as a "yin place" and is normally a favorite settlement for ghosts. The following are some tips that one can follow when staying in hotels to prevent ghostly encounters:

1. Provide a respectful knock on the bedroom door before you enter for the first time.

2. Avoid entering the room right away. Whisper to yourself that you are renting the room to stay temporarily, as a form of asking permission. Let any spirit leave the bedroom first before you enter.

3. Place your pair of shoes or sandals facing the door. The shoes must be away from the bed. One side of the shoe points to the door and the other side point inwards.

4. Display a glass of salt water next to your bed. Salt is an excellent antidote for dirty energy.

5. You are encouraged to flush the toilet bowl first before using it.

6. You are also encouraged to avoid wearing black or striking red colored clothings.

7. Normally there is a bible or quran in the drawers. Please avoid touching or moving them from their original positions.

8. Always keep the toilet's door closed with lights turned off when you go to sleep.

9. Try to avoid facing the mirror when you sleep. If the mirror is designed in this manner, try to cover it with a towel.

10. Avoid placing any shoe next to the bed when sleeping.

11. Watch out the mouth from mentioning anything about ghost. Ghost story telling must be avoided by all means.

12. Display a 7 Star Sword made from Peach wood. It must be made from "genuine peach wood" to be effective in chasing away ghosts and protecting one with a good night's sleep.

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Hungry Ghost Festival Taboos 中元节禁忌 Part 2

2011-08-03T15:33:00.000+08:00

Taboos To Follow:

1. Avoid swimming during the 7th month. It is believed that those previously drowned evil ghost might cause you to drown in the swimming pool. Such ghost needs to find victims in order for them to be go for rebirth.

2. Children and young adults are also advised to return home early and not to wander around alone at night. This belief is due to the reason that the wandering ghosts can possess children easily.

3. Avoid moving into new homes and opening new businesses this month as it is considered inauspicious and bad luck on new ventures.

4. Avoid getting married during this month because couples will have bad ending. Some bad ghost may cast a bad spell on couples during their wedding.

5. Avoid going for jungle trekking and going on camping trips as chances of injuries, possession and death are high.

6. Drive very carefully during this month to avoid accidents, as there may be many wandering spirits who died of accidents previously that are searching for next victims so that they could be reincarnated.

7. Protect your entrances with the genuine Peachwood Sword (桃木剑) . This is the most excellent protector of ghost and evil spirits, claimed by many of our customers. Alternatively one may also choose to use the Seven Stars Sword of Chung Kwei (钟馗) .

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Hungry Ghost Festival Taboos 中元节禁忌 Part 1

2011-08-01T09:53:00.001+08:00

Hungry Ghost Festival (中元节) is an annual occasion. This festival falls on the 7th month of the lunar year, which starts on 31^st July 2011 for one full lunar month. During this month the gates of hell are opened to free the hungry ghosts who then wander to seek food on Earth. Some even think that the ghosts would seek revenge on those who had wronged them in their lives. The reason why the Chinese celebrate this festival is to remember their dead family members and pay tribute to them. They also feel that offering food to the deceased appeases them and wards off bad luck. A little different for this year, there will be GeTai (歌台), stage performance with sexy singers in Orchard Road. Maybe more HOT than the hot weather, and this will not get Sunburnt but “Heatburnt” or instant pool of “Red Paint” being spit on the roadside. BUT not too worry, medical centers are just a few stones thrown away. (lame joke of the day!) ^^

Rituals and Prayer Celebrations:

The dead would return to visit their living relatives during the 7th month of the Chinese Lunar year and thus the living people would prepare sumptuous meals for the hungry ghosts. The Chinese feel that they have to satisfy the ghosts in order to get good fortune and luck in their lives. During this festival, the Chinese offer prayers to the deceased relatives, burn paper money, paper houses, paper transportation, paper accessories and joss sticks massively to their ancestors as well as wandering spirits in front of their homes. Giving the ghost such necessities would enable them to live comfortably when they go back their own world. In Hong Kong, Malaysia and Singapore, it is a common sight to see entertaining Chinese Opera shows performed on outdoor stages in many neighborhoods. These events are always held at night. Such entertainment would please those wandering ghosts that comes to earth once a year.

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Yoga Meditation Part 5 of 5

2011-06-22T09:14:00.000+08:00

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Yoga Meditation Part 4 of 5

2011-06-20T10:18:00.000+08:00

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Yoga Meditation Part 3 of 5

2011-06-19T18:54:00.000+08:00

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Yoga Meditation Part 2 of 5

2011-06-17T20:03:00.000+08:00

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Yoga Meditation Part 1 of 5

2011-06-13T08:26:00.000+08:00

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Mexican Witchcraft

2011-06-10T16:42:00.000+08:00

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Wicca

2011-06-09T18:04:00.000+08:00

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Witchcraft Ritual Tools

2011-06-08T10:35:00.000+08:00

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How To Shuffle Tarot Cards

2011-06-03T16:05:00.000+08:00

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Tips on Reading Tarot Cards

2011-06-02T09:22:00.000+08:00

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How to Read Tarot Cards

2011-06-01T09:01:00.000+08:00

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Thai Funny Ghost 1

2011-05-31T08:21:00.000+08:00

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How To See Ghosts

2011-05-30T19:16:00.000+08:00

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Third Eye Vision

2011-05-28T15:21:00.000+08:00

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How To Make Magic Potions

2011-05-27T09:45:00.000+08:00

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911 Tower 7 blasted into rubble from NEW angle!

2011-05-26T09:17:00.000+08:00

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The Jinn Genies

2011-05-25T08:24:00.000+08:00

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Vampire of Mercy Brown in Rhode Island

2011-05-24T15:47:00.000+08:00

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Grudge Girl at School

2011-05-23T09:20:00.000+08:00

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How To Cast Magic Spells

2011-05-22T11:15:00.000+08:00

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Creepy Grudge Ghost Girl in the Mirror!

2011-05-21T20:27:00.000+08:00

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Haitian Voodoo

2011-05-20T09:49:00.000+08:00

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Bloody Mary

2011-05-19T09:28:00.004+08:00

More on Bloody Mary:
Who Is Bloody Mary?
http://sgwitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/bloody-mary-pennsylvania-america.html
How To SOS For Bloody Mary
http://sgwitch.blogspot.com/2011/01/bloody-mary-returns-montana-america.html
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How To Use The Ouija Board

2011-05-18T09:26:00.000+08:00

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4D Lottery Prediction With GuiZai Kumantong

2011-05-16T20:20:00.000+08:00

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Kumantong 鬼仔 Gui-Zai A Baby Ghost Spirit,

2011-05-12T14:28:00.000+08:00

Kumantong, 鬼仔, Gui-Zai, A Baby Ghost/Spirit

Kumantong, 鬼仔, Gui-Zai, a Baby Ghost/Spirit, originated from originate from Mao-Shan Sect (茅山派) of Taoism. A similar version of Baby Ghost from Thailand which also come in the form of dried fetus, is called Log-Kok. Amulets most contain the dried form of aborted fetus, mostly premature babies. Thailand version most popular among Singapore believers, are known as Kumantong or KMT in short.

Adoption of Kumantung or GuiZai is better explained as raising the corpse of dead or unborn child's body. It's like Raising a foster child as your own child even it is dead. Creating a GuiZai is not a simple task and requires complex procedures. Adoption of GuiZai or Kumantung may cost the foster parent somewhere from SGD$38. There are people who are willing to pay more than SGD$15K for one GuiZai.

How to feed a GuiZai, Kumantung?

Read and fully understand the instructions and terms and condition given by the master during adoption. Most GuiZai can be well with only milk, fruits, eggs, vegetable, rice, raw or cooked meat, or even baby food. Some requires more.

How much to feed?

Depends on the owner, how much can be afforded.

How elaborate must the altar for GuiZai be?

Well, this question is same as how much food to feed GuiZai. Witchz was very very surprised many years ago when her distance aunt mentioned the MP of …...g did pay respect to deceased residents not empty handed. Witchz don't think this is very grand act, and Witchz believed as a MP time must be not enough to use. Most time must be used to “run errands” better than “improve” their social networking relations with residents. Wtichz has a question too, that is, the monies used for the “gifts” to the families was accounted for in the operation expenses of respective town council? If this is true, Witzhz has no question why the ….. and …... and so many …... but reasons given, “Not Enough Fund”. Most Town Council of similar size ward runs on same size of fund. If with the same size of operation funds, but unable to amend ….., unable to repair...., not able to owe a decent …..., …... …...., does that mean there is a question on the operations and usage of the fund of Town Council? BUT the DISSAPOINTING result of Singapore GE2011 shows SG people like Social Networking. They like to hear good words like sound from CLASS 95FM. Senior Senator was force to apologies to the public where most was done in hope the people can have better life but some ends as wrong decision. Men made mistakes. The REAL MISTAKE SG Ruling Party did was always trying to let their residents to have smooth path to walk or even on sedans. BUT when the never ending pampering of the citizens, the people started to yell for more, and they are unable to TAKE HARDSHIP. They are asking for HEAVEN when Great Senators, Ministers, have to resign one by one. Witchz again feel the future of SG is ruining soon. With the people always living in their dreams, who always yell for sunsidised Housing Flat are unfordable, the people are seeing with latest iPhone, with telecommunication bills overshoot their monthly repayments for their HDB flats; Lottery betting even in coffeeshop with bookies with SGD$1000 per bet or SGD$10K in a day; end of the day they complaint the government make them forever poor.

IF Witchz is IN Charge of current SG, Witchz will ELOPE with someone whom Witchz can spent quality time with, and to make up the time missed for trying to secure better future for others whom will never appreciate, and let the crying and never grown-up 40% SG people Live in their Promised Dreams by the VOICES. – VOICES OF FIRST DREAMWORLD.

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An introduction to dowsing with a pendulum

2011-05-11T08:58:00.000+08:00

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Papaty & Co. VS First World Intl

2011-05-05T23:30:00.000+08:00

Papaty & Co. VS First World Intl

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Bar Stool Economics

2011-05-05T09:03:00.000+08:00

Bar Stool Economics

Suppose that every day, ten men go out for beer and the bill for all ten comes to $100. If they paid their bill the way we pay our taxes, it would go something like this:

The first four men (the poorest) would pay nothing.
The fifth would pay $1.
The sixth would pay $3.
The seventh would pay $7.
The eighth would pay $12.
The ninth would pay $18.
The tenth man (the richest) would pay $59.

So, that's what they decided to do. The ten men drank in the bar every day and seemed quite happy with the arrangement, until one day, the owner threw them a curve. "Since you are all such good customers," he said, "I'm going to reduce the cost of your daily beer by $20."

Drinks for the ten now cost just $80

The group still wanted to pay their bill the way we pay our taxes so the first four men were unaffected. They would still drink for free. But what about the other six men - the paying customers? How could they divide the $20 windfall so that everyone would get his 'fair share?'

They realized that $20 divided by six is $3.33. But if they subtracted that from everybody's share, then the fifth man and the sixth man would each end up being paid to drink his beer. So, the bar owner suggested that it would be fair to reduce each man's bill by roughly the same amount, and he proceeded to work out the amounts each should pay! And so...

The fifth man, like the first four, now paid nothing (100% savings).
The sixth now paid $2 instead of $3 (33%savings).
The seventh now paid $5 instead of $7 (28%savings).
The eighth now paid $9 instead of $12 (25% savings).
The ninth now paid $14 instead of $18 (22% savings).
The tenth now paid $49 instead of $59 (16% savings).

Each of the six was better off than before. And the first four continued to drink for free. But once outside the restaurant, the men began to compare their savings.

"I only got a dollar out of the $20," declared the sixth man. He pointed to the tenth man, "but he got $10!"

"Yeah, that's right," exclaimed the fifth man. "I only saved a dollar, too. It's unfair that he got ten times more than I!"

"That's true!" shouted the seventh man. "Why should he get $10 back when I got only two? The wealthy get all the breaks!"

"Wait a minute," yelled the first four men in unison. "We didn't get anything at all. The system exploits the poor!" The nine men surrounded the tenth and beat him up.

The next night the tenth man didn't show up for drinks, so the nine sat down and had beers without him. But when it came time to pay the bill, they discovered something important. They didn't have enough money between all of them for even half of the bill!

And that, boys and girls, journalists and college professors, is how our tax system works. The people who pay the highest taxes get the most benefit from a tax reduction. Tax them too much, attack them for being wealthy, and they just may not show up anymore. In fact, they might start drinking overseas where the atmosphere is somewhat friendlier.

David R. Kamerschen, Ph.D.
Professor of Economics, University of Georgia

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I Hate To Paid High Price For This Parrot Only To find Out That He Can't Talk

2011-05-04T09:13:00.000+08:00

I Hate To Paid High Price For This Parrot Only To find Out That He Can't Talk

One day a man went to an auction. While there, he bid on an exotic parrot. He really wanted this bird, so he got caught up in the bidding. He kept on bidding, but kept getting outbid, so he bid higher and higher and higher. Finally, after he bid way more than he intended, he won the bid. The price was high but the fine bird was finally his!

As he was paying for the parrot, he said to the Auctioneer, "I sure hope this parrot can talk. I would hate to have paid this much for it, only to find out that he can't talk!"

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Do All Fairy Tales Begin With Once Upon A Time

2011-05-04T09:12:00.001+08:00

Do All Fairy Tales Begin With Once Upon A Time

"Daddy," a little girl asked her father, "do all fairy tales begin with 'Once upon a time'? "

"No, sweetheart," he answered. "Some begin with 'If I am elected.'"

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Pick Heaven or Hell

2011-05-03T08:14:00.000+08:00

Pick Heaven or Hell

One day while walking down the street a highly successful executive woman was tragically hit by a bus and she died. Her soul arrived up in heaven where she was met at the Pearly Gates by St. Peter himself. "Welcome to Heaven," said St.Peter. "Before you get settled in though, it seems we have a problem. You see, strangely enough, we've never once had an executive make it this far and we're not really sure what to do with you."
"No problem, just let me in." said the woman.
"Well, I'd like to, but I have higher orders. What we're going to do is let you have a day in Hell and a day in Heaven and then you can choose whichever one you want to spend an eternity in."
"Actually, I think I've made up my mind...I prefer to stay in Heaven", said the woman.
"Sorry, we have rules..." And with that St. Peter put the executive in an elevator and it went down-down-down to hell. The doors opened and she found herself stepping out onto the putting green of a beautiful golf course. In the distance was a country club and standing in front of her were all her friends - fellow executives that she had worked with and they were all dressed in evening gowns and cheering for her. They ran up and kissed her on both cheeks and they talked about old times. They played an excellent round of golf and at night went to the country club where she enjoyed an excellent steak and lobster dinner. She met the Devil who was actually a really nice guy (kinda cute) and she had a great time telling jokes and dancing. She was having such a good time that before she knew it, it was time to leave. Everybody shook her hand and waved good- bye as she got on the elevator.
The elevator went up-up-up and opened back up at the Pearly Gates and found St. Peter waiting for her. "Now it's time to spend a day in heaven," he said.
So she spent the next 24 hours lounging around on clouds and playing the harp and singing. She had a great time and before she knew it her 24 hours were up and St. Peter came and got her.
"So, you've spent a day in hell and you've spent a day in heaven. Now you must choose your eternity," he said.
The woman paused for a second and then replied, "Well, I never thought I'd say this, I mean, Heaven has been really great and all, but I think I had a better time in Hell."
So St. Peter escorted her to the elevator and again she went down-down-down back to Hell. When the doors of the elevator opened she found herself standing in a desolate wasteland covered in garbage and Filth. She saw her friends were dressed in rags and were picking up the garbage and putting it in sacks. The Devil came up to her and put his arm around her. "I don't understand," stammered the woman, "yesterday I was here and there was a golf course and a country club and we ate lobster and we danced and had a great time. Now all there is a wasteland of garbage and all my friends look miserable."
The Devil looked at her and smiled. "Yesterday we were recruiting you; today you're staff."

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Face Reading Example 2 Nicole Seah

2011-05-02T10:23:00.000+08:00

Face Reading Example 2 Nicole Seah

Face: Water

Complexion: Ivory

Eyes: Clear

Feature: Delicate

Characteristic: Complex Water. Water-Dove-Eagle

Class: 2

Best Occupation: Communications related career

Water Person, the Manipulator. Establish well before 40 years old. With Eagle combination, individual often seek personal power. With Dove personality, individual is a helpful person.

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Face Reading Example 1 Gerald Giam

2011-05-01T10:18:00.002+08:00

Face: Wood.

Complexion: Dusk

Eyes: Sharp

Feature: Tight

Characteristic: Complex Wood. Wood, Fire, Earth.

Class: 3

Best Occupation: Executive, Salesman, Any jobs dealing with people.

Wood Person, a born leader. Most who bears Wood characters are blessed with great leadership if they belong to Wood Class 1. However, Wood Class 1 is rare even among Wood persons, and a Pure Wood Person is hard to come by.

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Chinese Art Of Face Reading Physiognomy

2011-04-30T21:40:00.000+08:00

Face Reading (physiognomy) provides handy insights into your hidden personality, past history, current situation and future development. Your face is like your autobiography that is open to everyone to read. In short, your face reveals your fate.

Classic Chinese Face Reading originally derived from Daoist philosophy,and the oldest Chinese writing on this topic is commonly credited to Mr. Guiguzi (Ghost Valley Scholar: 481-221 BC), whose work is still in print to this very day.

Traditionally, Face Reading to Chinese was a lot more than merely another way of fortune telling. When Chinese medicine is concerned, it is as relevant today as it was in ancient China, frequently used to help build patient’s mental and physical profiles to aid diagnosis and treatment.

There are numerous ways to read a face in Chinese physiognomy: 3 Quarters, 8 Trigrams, 108 Spots, examining the shapes, the colours, the wrinkles and the moles, just to name a few. A master of face reader usually employs the combination of several techniques to gain multiple perspectives and perform cross-examination.

( source: 12 Houses )

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What Is Face Reading?

2011-04-29T17:00:00.000+08:00

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How to Read Tarot Cards

2011-04-26T09:21:00.000+08:00

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Three-Door Bunk of Tekong

2011-04-20T16:16:00.000+08:00

When I was doing my BMT at Tekong, I heard a lot of ghost stories of the Tekong old camp. As I was lucky to be the first patch to go to the new camp of Tekong, School 1, so nothing unusual had happened to me.

There was a story about the old camp that is about the three- door bunk that is closed. The story goes like this… There was a platoon that went for night training on Thursday, when they were going back to the camp, as usual they do their head count again. And discovered that one of man had lost from the platoon. They split into groups and went searching for the lost soldier.

After hours of searching, finally one of the soldiers found the lost soldier lying beside a small temple but all his organs had been taken out and lay out in a straight line. The dead man’s hands, legs, head, and body had been cut off and lying in a neat order there.

An officer went to pick up his body and all the lying out organs and went back to camp. As it was already too late, so the officer had to put all the cut off body and all the organs in the dead soldier’s cupboard.

After the body had been claimed back by his parent, strange things started to happen in that bunk. Every night, the dead soldier’s buddy would hear him knocking on the cupboard pleading his buddy to let him out of the cupboard. And also some other bunkmates will see him changing clothes and moving around in the bunk.

A few days later, they really can’t stand it anymore. They complained it to their officer about it and they decided to hire a Taoist to solve this problem for them. The Taoist explained that the two doors that are built on the sides of the bunk are only meant for humans so the spirit can’t go out of the bunk. The Taoist set up ritual there and drew a third door for the spirit to leave the bunk.

But after that stranger thing happened, sometimes they could see things would be moved and fly by itself. So they hired the Taoist over again. This time the Taoist said that the third door is meant for spirit to use, so any spirits could enter the bunk freely. He said it best to close down the bunk and out of bound for use.

So they closed down the bunk from that day onwards, and no one is allowed to enter that bunk again. That’s why it is called as the three- doors bunk.

( source: http://www.hungzai.com/three-door-bunk-of-tekong/ )
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Tekong Incident

2011-04-18T19:28:00.000+08:00

I want to share a story. It’s about my friend actually who encountered over at Tekong island.

He was from a company starting with “W” and as every other recruit had heard ghost stories about Tekong isle some say theres this little girl on this company, some say there will be this guy who looks like the soldier of the bronze statue. He didn’t actually see those, but he has friend who did, but thats any story for another time. According to him, he was sleeping on his bunk when this happened. It was past mid night and he woke up due to having urgent matters to attend to. He heard boots digging sounds from the parade square. He was thinking that why would there be boots digging sound in the middle of the night? But as he was both tired and urgent to go to the toilet. He didn’t think much and just head off to the toilet. But the strange thing happen when he stepped out of his bunk. The boots digging sounds stopped… He looked down from his bunk into the company line…and theres nothing. He was kinda spooked by den, but he continued on to the toilet alone as he dun want to disturb his buddy sleep. He went into the toilet and as he was attending to his urgent matter. The boots digging sounds started again. N this time it got nearer and nearer. He was freaked out, he den finish his business and rushed out of the toilet into his bed and covered the blanket and tried to sleep. Soon its morning, n he didn’t heard the sounds again.

So maybe its him being too tired from training or maybe theres really something “special” going on.

( source: http://www.hungzai.com/tekong-incident-2/ )
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Spell To Forget Someone by Witchz

2011-04-17T12:51:00.001+08:00

Spell To Forget Someone by Witchz

Sometimes we need to forget someone as our brain may run out of SPACE. An average Human Brain weighs around 1.5kg or 3lbs. However, recent research had shown that modern human brains has been shrinking. Witchz had no doubt that my average country people brain size shrink faster than any other country people. Questions like,

“Why is there no Sunday Service in Malay Language?” (from a professional)

“How come the computer I press already ('ON' button on the DELL desktop) still no 'ON' leh?” (Power adapter is at 'OFF' mode)

WHY? Coz our government had been too well in spoon feed these people till anything happen they just HUH? STOP Motion (doing what they do) or just COMPLAINT government. Rain, Flood, Complaint. IF Earthquake in Singapore, they call all the numbers they can. Internet connection disrupted due to power failure resulted by earthquake, they only know how to complaint and nothing else. POOR government have to find ways to “pacify” the CRYING never grown up “babies” as they only learn the knowledge from 7pm Monday till Sunday dramas. What was not shown in the drama they dont know. I pity my country leaders. That's why one weep on his recent speech. I understands. Someone Promised many New Reforms that WILL BE Manifested if 30% of seats gain is obtained. WAIT A MINTUE! IF none of the promises are met, may I know the BACKUP PLAN or just CALL IT A QUIT then throw the Newly Created Rubbish or Trash to Government? Hey! Witchz questions were not answered ね。Witchz did 2X Divination and was wondering to do it the 3rd time or not. Well, may Witchz be answered on the Backup plan. And the HDB for the …... income group, hummmm.... ARE YOU to inject the money? Or looking into the Reserve Fund? Reserve Fund is not supposed to be TOUCH in anytime. If anyone is thinking of utilizing the Reserve unnecessary, the person is NOT FIT to be a county leader. Hereby, Witchz wished all who want to make Promise without Fulfilling ---> GOOD LUCK!

Here is a spell by Witchz for those who want to Forget something or someone ^^

[Spell To Forget Someone by Witchz]

What U Need:
1x Red Candle
2x White Candle
A piece virgin parchment with the persons name or the “thing” you wish to Forget or Erase from your memory.

Day: Warning moon phrase (农历十八至三十)

How-2-Do:

Place Red Candle in between the 2 White Candles

Light the Red Candle, followed by the 2 White Candles

Light the Virgin Parchment with the flame from the 3 candles.

And chant

“I burn this (name of person/item to be forget)

So it shall be cast out of my memory

You are no longer in my memory

I accept this now to manifest.

So be it.”

Let candles burnt our by itself

Make sure the parchment is burnt out totally.

Blessed Be! ^^

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Scary Tekong

2011-04-16T20:01:00.000+08:00

I am presently a regular in the Singapore Armed Forces(SAF). Nothing beats the sun, sand and the sea, well that’s what they all say about the army, navy etc etc in those commercials.

Well enough of the rubbish, as you all know saf trains most of the soldiers on tekong..and now with sispec moving also to tekong, you can really expect one whole big crowd down at tekong. The famous tekong island is believed to be haunted in lots of areas.

Areas such as the jetty whereby a muslim cemetery was believed to be found and an entire area of blocked off ways are just some places where the lucky ones might just spot some of our “hao peng you” (aka good friends aka ghost).

Well the muslim cemetery is a place whereby when night falls, one just feels eerie about the entire place. You will feel that somehow or rather you are being watch at or observed by someone.This was what i heard from my friend in camp. I never witnessed this nor felt anything there but if you have read this story and is enlisting soon, u might have a chance to verify it yourself.

Another place which i have seen with my own eyes is a blocked road somewhere near the rubber plantations i guess. I was sitting in the tonner(a heavy-duty army truck) and we were driving pass that area. I was surprised by why the driver avoided that path and how that road was cornered off with red and white tape across the entire path. I immediately asked my sergeant and guess what he told me…he said the path was sorta cursed in a way. Previously, drivers that have used that road either got lost or became temporarily mad and would stop the truck and scream or shout and cry. If you are lucky enough to sit a tonner pass by that way do keep a lookout into the road..well u might just get lucky and see something.

Tekong is generally divided into three camps. That is the new bmtc school 2 , old camp1 and camp3. With the addition of the newer block the place looks welcoming. Upon setting sight on the older camps, one would normally think that the place would be haunted or something. I stayed in camp1 previously for a couple of nights but nothing unusual was seen by me. The older camps could have gotten their share of the stories maybe because of the old condition of the buildings or the un-maintained corridors,rooms and lightings. I had a personal experience of walking alone along one of the long corridors of the old camp 1. I must admit that the experience really was scarry. Walking along a long and dimly-lit path, with the rooms along the way unused anymore. I looked into those rooms and was greeted with broken window panes, socks, a single boot, mugs etc. It was pretty eerie in that sense. Judge yourself when you get to tekong.

Stories that when you go to tekong, you are prohibited to bring pork and such to the island also has its stories. They used to say a long time ago, a new recruit arrived on tekong and began his bmt training. Shortly, family members were allowed to visit the son and find out abt his living conditions etc. The mother out of love brought over the son’s fav food—char siew bao. The new recruit saved the bao for a light night snack so he kept the bao in his locker. At night when everyone was about to sleep, the recruit suddenly shaked violently and screamed out loud. The platoon sergeant that was on his rounds immediately ran to the bunk and asked the other recruits to hold him down. The sergeant then chanted some prayers and the shaking recruit just fainted. The next day, the sergeant inquired the recruit about what had happened and etc. The recruit just said that his mom had bought him char siew bao and that just when he was about to eat it, he feel cold and the rest he could’nt remember anymore. The sergeant told the recruit tekong used to be a muslim populated island so never bring pork or the likes over to this island for fear that the spirits on the island will be enraged.

Well i suppose that’s all for now, i still have a few stories to share with all newly enlisted soldiers the next time. Till then…may the god you believe in protect u…

PS: those free thinkers can dismiss the above tales as crap but well i myself is a free-thinker so what do u think…

( source: http://www.hungzai.com/scary-tekong/ )
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Are Fairies Real?

2011-04-14T11:32:00.000+08:00

Do Fairies Exist?

Do Fairies Exist?

Do fairies exist? It is a good question and one which has never actually been answered. At one point in history, there have been a number of convincing images taken of these little people, but the photographs were surrounded in controversy and by no means actually accepted as fact. Five photographs in total had been taken and though they were later found to be a hoax, people nonetheless believe in the images as being authentic.

Fairies are supernatural creatures possessing magical powers. They're present in medieval literature and folklore. They are widespread in children storybooks and in European literature. They look similar to people but are a lot smaller. Like a witches they can cast spells, enchant a person and see into the future. They are mostly good and keep to themselves. They could be a bit mischievous and detached to the ways of humans. But, don't cross a fairy. They can have a bad side if provoked.

Children And Fairies

Of all of the creatures of the earth unseen, these mythical creatures tend to point out themselves to only children. It is within kids that the idea in Fairies makes them a reality. It isn't unheard of for a kid to say they have seen a fairy or they're playing with them.

Adults And Fairies

Once we become adults, it is when they no longer make themselves visible and are discounted as legends or myths. But do they really not exist? Or do we just refuse to believe? We discount the movements in the shadows, the unusual sounds within the night time, the whispers within the wind and unexplained happenings.

Unexplained happenings lend some proven fact that there is something aside from what we witness in our each day lives. May it be that they just respond only to people who believe in them? Possibly it takes a slight bit of belief to see them as youngsters so simply do.

It is simpler to not believe in them than to believe. Documented sightings of these beautiful beings go all the way back to Roman and Greek times. Again then they had been referred to as the little individuals, those without age, maidens of magnificence, godmothers and blessed creatures. They had been the protectors of the forest and ruled over all elements of the earth.

Dora Van Gelder, writer of the book, "The Real World of Fairies," writes that they do exist, however they are magical creatures that can't be seen by everyone. A deep internal awakening needs to occur before an individual can see a fairy. People and the little folk cannot exist on the planet as we all know it.

Though nobody can actually show they exist, they do present a wonderful escape from the stress of the world. It is all the time good to imagine that there is something good and magical that's void of all the hate, warfare and evil in this world. They bring us back to nature and the easier issues in life. They reside in a world that has no want or want for material needs. Nature is their world and home. The animals and youngsters are their friends. To see them, maybe we need to get acquainted with their world.

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Kumantong In Red

2011-04-11T19:10:00.000+08:00

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Chakra Cleansing and Clearing Meditation

2011-04-09T15:34:00.000+08:00

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The Burned Man And The Cat United States

2011-04-07T08:41:00.000+08:00

All my life, I've been a big fan of the paranormal and have enjoyed many of the stories used to be told about ghouls and goblins and things that go bump in the night. As a child, I've loved horror movies. That's why I assumed that ghosts or paranormal experiences would never scare me. I was the tough guy that made it out in the end of a horror movie.

Well, I assumed wrong. I used to move around a lot before my mother got married again. From apartment to apartment, I tried to make the next place seem more like home to me. It never felt that way. There was one place where we stayed for a very nice amount of time. It was a nice place, for the most part. We got a cat, a fat one that dawdled around aimlessly throughout the day waiting for food, and we got our own pet rat and hamster. This place, I remember thinking, will feel like my real home. What came next, during one night, would change my mind forever about apartments and constant house jumping.

I was going to bed. I was thinking that it was just another night in Columbus, Georgia. Nothing too special. I was just going to hit the hay and wake up the next morning for school. The cat was in my room at that time. I had my cell phone next to me and it was set for an alarm. It's the only way that I would ever wake up. The door was closed and all was dark, so I closed my eyes and went to bed.

Not before watching my cat jump around my dressers, that is. She loved to do that, like any other feline. It was the only time she was ever active. She rested herself on my T.V. Stand on the far side of the room. At the time, I thought of it as weird, because it liked to be next to people. I understand why it made the choice to stay far away now.

So, I closed my eyes and tried to get some sleep. Then, the unexpected happened. I felt the pounce of a... Cat? I assumed the cat was just feeling a bit more playful now. So, I opened my eyes. There it was the cat. Or was it? It had a pattern that looked just like the black and golden spots on my cat's fur, but it wasn't it. It couldn't have been her. Because this thing had hands and was looking straight at me. It had its hands on my bed, its eyes staring into me. I could only concentrate on one thing, though; it\'s burnt skin. I rolled over to get my phone so I could use its light to get a better sight on what I was dealing with, but when I finally rolled back, it was gone and so was the cat.

I had one more experience with the entity I now call the Burned Man. We were just about to move to Germany, where I reside now on an army base, and I didn't have much of a bed, only a cot. No cell phone, no cat, just me, the darkness and the entity. I remember seeing it as I felt the pouncing once again. This time, I stared at it longer, trying to find out what it wanted. It seemed...sad. It felt like it had emotion and I honestly felt sympathy for it. It was as if it didn't want me to leave. It was like an old friend, but no one I knew as a friend was dead.

I closed my eyes, rolled over and forgot about it. I haven't seen it since.

So, does anybody have any idea what this might represent? I honestly would like to know any ideas. Thanks for your time.

(source:unknown)

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Chupacabra Found In Texas

2011-04-05T16:45:00.000+08:00

HOOD COUNTY — A small North Texas community is getting stirred up about some mysterious animals roaming around.

Two creatures have been killed in three days, near farms, only a few miles apart. Some are calling them chupacabras; even animal control officers are unsure what they are.

In his 25 years, David Hewitt has seen plenty of varmints running around, but nothing like the animal he shot on Friday.

"I had no idea what it could be," he said.

He shot it when it came too close to his cattle."From a distance, he looked like a hairless chihuahua, only much bigger," Hewitt said.

His only conclusion?"From all indications, it seemed to be a chupacabra."

Chupacabra is an exotic name for a mythical blood-sucking creature.

"The claws, toenails, nothing like I've seen on a coyote. Skinny, pointed tail; sure looks like a possum to me," Hewitt said. "Never seen any kind of animal that doesn't have hair on it."

It's actually the second supposed chupacabra spotted in Hood County over the past four days. It may look odd, but always turns out to be quite normal.

Sightings are becoming common in Texas, but often they turn out to be something else. Still, the creatures are getting plenty of attention.

Another one which recently made front-page news reportedly even puzzled animal control officers and folks like Bill James had to get a look for themselves.

He described it as an "unusual animal."

In January, another unusual creature was found in Wise County on the Runaway Bay golf course. Experts said it was a hairless raccoon that had lost its coat due to a congenital defect — not disease.

( source: http://www.wfaa.com/news/entertainment/pets/Chupacabra-like-animals-turn-up-in-Hood-County-98174199.html )

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How To Use Tarot Cards By Munisha Khatwani

2011-04-04T09:36:00.001+08:00

Witchz has numerous “Teach me Tarot”....mails in INBOX, some had attended lessons elsewhere or learn from books but still dont know How-To use a Tarot. Witchz did not learn from anyone, Witchz woke up one day, and FEEL to find the cards seen in her dreams. She cant find as then no one is selling. By chance she found a mail order catalog from USA. And she spent her saved pocket money from buying stickers and titbits, chocolates to order from USA. And that was her teenage life. When classmates are reading 秦凯倫 she study in old National Library to learn the knowledge of the Old Days. Witchz had no teacher in occult study, that is the reason why Witchz still believe a SG student DO NOT necessary to engaged a Tutor for academic. Witchz was not very interested in the science and logic taught during the academic years of 10 year basic Singapore education. Coz Wtchz likes to explore what was not taught in the school.

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Terror Tekong

2011-04-03T21:13:00.000+08:00

Well the 5 month i spent in Tekong were the greatest you must think i am crazy to say that but hay its a cool place [during the day i mean] you really feel in touch with nature there. Oklah lets start my story. Its nearly 4 am in the morning so forgive my spelling.

When i was at 2 bts or better known as Pulau Tekong in 95, the place wa really creepy at night. The total silent you hear yourself breath and whats more worst doing guard duty at night. What even worst doing it on a week end when theres no body there. Theres this one time that i never forget. We were told by the guard commander to patrol the perimeter of the camp and one such area was behind the bunks. For those who have been there and know camp 3, if my memory serve me well, was a 7 level barracks like a flat. It is said that [oh man my hair standing just thinking about it] The corner toilet 2 level next to the stairs were haunted the toilet doors were nailed shut. It is said to be the nest of a pontianak. Some say a soldier kill himself there. As we were walking behind the toilet which was above, me and my buddy heard one of the toilet doors slam hard [by the way this happen on a week end no body around] Both my buddy and me frezze on the spot. He was 5 meters away from me. He was looking at me. His motion me to look out to check out where the noise came from[in my heart gila ke budak ni / siow ah want me to look up] I shake my head and motion with my hands to keep calm and move on.

By now we were walking side by side fearing for what we gonna encounter next. As we reach the officer bunk, it got cold and really dark behind the officers barrack. To our left, a few meters away was the jungle. At the end of the bunk, there is this one corner where they throw old desk and chairs. Its like a dumping ground. Its also suppose to be the most haunted spot in the area. As we walking to one of the check point which pass the spot, our lights died. My face was pale as hell so was my buddy. Lucky for me, my buddy was the kiasu type. He got spare light with him.

As we reach near the spot, my buddy was walking to check point to sign in. I was standing there waiting for him as he turn back walking to me and facing the dumping area, he stood in his tracks. His eyes wide open. He was saying something like [siam! siam! the idiot me heard he was saying mee siam mee siam, where the hell we gonna find mee siam at these hour .. in tekong some more siow ! siow! i say back] But as i got near to him [shoot hair standing again], i could see fear in his eyes and he was looking something behind me. Only than i heard something sounds like grunting gerrrrr gerrrrr. In my mind, i was thinking that it might be a warthog u know like [phumba and timon the cartoon] but if it was, it have charge at us by now. I start to smell something bad, something rotten as my hair stood up. I know what my buddy was looking at. Scared as hell, i know it was a pontianak.

By then, my buddy was shaking. I grab his arm. I call his name 2 times then he look at me. I told him shut your eyes and trust me. He nod his head and shut his eyes. After a few prayer with my back facing the dumping ground, i side step and pull my buddy along with me. It was like leading the blind. After we cleard the area, we ran all the way back to the guard post.

I asked him what he saw. He just shake his head [tell u when we go home tomorrow on the rpl] That what he told me. On the rpl next day, i asked again with a pale face and a shaking voice. He said he saw a women sitting on a desk. She was naked with cuts all over her body, dirty as corpes. Long hair cover her face, covering a blacken face with red blood eyes looking at him. Whats even worst, she was eating something ….. What? What? was …….she eating…It..look..it..look..like she was..eating …a ..baby [ohhh god thank god i did not look cause i might freeze too] She was coverd in blood. Blood dripping every where and when i look at the floor, she got no legs. Man, no freaking legs that was the last we ever talk about it. May be some of u guys know the spot that i talk about. Those of you who were in Tekong in 95.

Well guys, that it. I hope after reading my story, all of you will have a good nite sleep. I know i won’t. Good morning guys, god be with you. And for those still in Tekong, i pray that u wont encounter what my buddy and i did.

(source: http://www.hungzai.com/terror-tekong/)

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Jetty At Tekong

2011-04-02T10:59:00.000+08:00

I came back with another story regarding in Tekong. Same as I was serving my NS in Tekong. One day, I was order to do duty in the jetty. This is the first time I am doing the jetty duty. And it need to check a few number of check point. And one of the check point is at the bridge and banana planting area. I start with my story, it was about 1 am in the morning. As it was my turn with my buddy to start clock-in at different check points. When we reach the bridge to clock-in, we find that the place was very chill even it is very hot that day. And it is an open area. Suddenly my buddy walk very close to me and tell me that he feel very uneasy. I told him to shut up and don’t say anything. As I was clocking in I saw a lady in white and long hair was at the other end of the bridge. My buddy was very scare as we know that there wouldn’t be anyone at this part of the road at this time. So I ask my buddy not to say anything and quickly move on. But my buddy was too weak to move. In the end I have to carry him by the shoulder to carry on our clock-in on check points. Lucky nothing happen.

The next check point was the banana planting area. Upon reaching there, I sense that something was not very right because you can smell very nice jasmine flower. As what I know, if you happen to go to this type of dark and scary places and you suddenly smell jasmine. That means no good. And when we going to clock in at the check point, we sense that someone was looking at us. We saw the same lady in white at about 10m away from. And at this time I and my buddy were very scare. But I also don’t what came to me, suddenly I raise my rifle and clock in one round. And I shout at the lady in white “What is the password”. “What is the password”, “If you can’t say the password, you need to leave now”, Suddenly the lady in white move and came close but in very slow movement. I shouted again “Don’t come any closer or I will shoot”, “I warn you again don’t close and if you don’t know the password go away”. And out of sudden the lady in white disappear into the air. And one of the office in-charge came to look for us. He saw me raise the rifle and prepare to shoot, that why he didn’t come near to us earlier. By the time, I turn to my buddy he have already fainted and laying on the road.

After this the office in-charge ask me to help him to carry my buddy back to the duty room. And he say no more duty for the rest of the night. The next morning, he ask me what happen. I told him everything and he scold me why am I so silly. I should have run back to the duty room together with my buddy. What if something happen who going to answer to my parent and my buddy’s parent. Then I ask him actually what happen. He told me actually there a girl that die near the bridge and this happen long time ago when there are still people staying in Tekong. After going back to our bunk, my buddy say he was sick need to go and see Medical Office. And he need to spend five at the medical centre because of high fever. I also why he get it. Lucky for me nothing happen and everything went well for me.

It has happen for long time. But everytime whenever we have gathering together with the whole platoon. They will surely bring up this topic. But frankly speaking, until now I also don’t where I find the guts to raise my rifle and ready to shoot at the lady in white. What if it attack us and what were happen when I fire the rifle.

(source: http://www.hungzai.com/jetty-at-tekong/)
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God Is Light

2011-04-01T18:13:00.001+08:00

God Is Light

“Who is God?! I Am God!” my late grandpa's favorite phrase. Yes, who is GOD? God Is Light. A Light Beam shining from your heart. If the Light is dimming of Darkness, Devil is he. Commonly known as Self-Demon or Devil (心魔) in Buddhist. When a Child Is Born, the Child's heart shines Innocence as Angels. Here why child with holy smiles are name as Innocence Child. As a child grows beyond age of 6, the child learns. A child at 6 and 7, are at their most critical age of their future being behavior. A child who sparks of devilish language on or before 6 of age, the child is nearer to his Demonic self. As life goes by, the child grow with knowing and learning more of knowledge that may affect their future behavioral act, I came home with a toddler calling me “chow babi!” a SG local vulgarity language. I was for 2 times in this week being branded with this “label”. I dont blame the child, as it was the parents that taught them “WELL”. SO!, Who is GOD? WE ARE! When often making prayers in churches or anywhere in this round spheres (the Earth) rich with earth, air, water, gold(metal), wood, the five metals, or five basic elements of the Universe, the prayer are making to Ourselves for making us -- To be a Better or Worse person. Hereby, God (Self-God) ^^ Do More Good Deeds, Do None Of Bad! ^^ Pursuit of personal Desire if Harm None, Go Ahead to chase after your rainbow. If Desire is Undesirable, keep a pace monitor to check how True Your Heart Is. And Where Shall Your Heart Lies. ^^

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Japan tsunami could be 1000 year event

2011-03-31T12:54:00.001+08:00

The death toll is not known, but could run into the tens of thousands

Japan quake

Tsunamis on the scale that hit north-east Japan last week may strike the region about once every 1,000 years, a leading seismologist has said.

Dr Roger Musson said there were similarities between the last week's event and another giant wave that hit the Sendai coast in 869AD.

It is not unusual for undersea earthquakes to generate tsunamis in this part of Japan. Offshore quakes in the 19th and 20th centuries also caused large walls of water to hit this area of coastline.

But previous research by a Japanese team shows that in the 869 "Jogan" disaster, tsunami waters moved some 4km inland, causing widespread flooding.

The researchers said that such gigantic tsunamis occur in the area roughly once every 1,000 years. Dr Musson, who is the head of seismic hazard at the British Geological Survey (BGS), suggested the latest tsunami was comparable to the event in 869.

Quake rule

The most recent tsunami waves were up to 10m high; it is unclear how far inland the waters travelled, but reports say it was on the order of several miles.

Dr Musson told BBC News: "I would imagine it would be about the same, because it is hard to think that there would be any larger earthquakes than this in this part of the world."

The tsunami has devastated coastal areas of north-east Japan

The BGS seismologist acknowledged there had been other notably large earthquakes in the region in 1933 and in the 1890s. But he said: "There is a convenient little fact to remember... if you know how often Magnitude 9 earthquakes are, you will get Magnitude 8 earthquakes roughly 10 times as often and Magnitude 7 earthquakes approximately 100 times as often."

However, another researcher contacted by BBC News said they would be cautious to draw conclusions about the frequency of such events, given how seismically active this region is.

Far inland

About 10 years ago, a team led by Professor Koji Minoura, from Japan's Tohoku University, analysed sediments from the Sendai and Soma coastal plains that preserved traces of the tsunami in 869.

Their results, published in the Journal of Natural Disaster Science, indicated that the medieval tsunami was probably triggered by a Magnitude 8.3 offshore quake and that waters spread more than 4km from the shore.

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It can also be dangerous to plan on past events only - even in Japan where the record is long, it might still not be long enough”

Hermann FritzGeorgia Tech

They also found evidence of two earlier tsunamis on the scale of the Jogan disaster, leading them to conclude that there had been three massive events in the last 3,000 years.

Dr Lisa McNeill, a geophysicist at the National Oceanography Centre, Southampton, told BBC News: "There are several ways you can find out about past events, before we began to record earthquakes on seismometers in the 1900s - one is through historical records, the other way is through geological records.

"You can either look for evidence of tsunamis, or you can look for evidence that the ground has moved rapidly up or down due to the earthquake itself. That is what happens to the seafloor and generates the tsunamis. In some cases, underwater sediment flows can be triggered by the earthquakes and these may leave a datable record which we can identify in sediment cores."

Dr McNeill said it can be difficult to estimate a precise magnitude from limited geological data and historical records. But she said that - broadly speaking - there was a good correlation between the size of an earthquake and the size of a tsunami.

Planning ahead

She explained: "That usually works reasonably well, but there are some deviations. Some of them are due to local effects at the coastline: either the shape of the coastline - which can focus and increase the amplitude of tsunami waves - and the local bathymetry (seafloor relief).

US scientists estimated the progression of the tsunami over the entire Pacific basin

"There can sometimes be additional effects that deform the seafloor such as undersea landslides or other faults that moved at the same time, which affect how the seafloor deforms."

Professor Hermann Fritz, a tsunami expert from Georgia Institute of Technology (Georgia Tech), US, said: "Nowhere in the world is as prepared as Japan - but in general you can plan for a magnitude 7 or 7.5 that happens every generation, but not for anything in the 9 range.

"The relationship [between earthquake size and tsunami size] is not linear, and it depends on how the rupture actually occurs. If the rupture is actually on the seafloor you get a much bigger displacement - then again if you get something like 7.2 somewhere deep in the Earth, that won't create a tsunami at all.

"Once it's a full megathrust rupture, Magnitude 9, then basically the entire zone ruptures from deep down up to the surface.

He added: "Each event is going to be different, and it can also be dangerous to plan on past events only - even in Japan where the record is long, it might still not be long enough."

Paul.Rincon-INTERNET@bbc.co.uk

( source: http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/science-environment-12740649 )

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The Bedok Flats

2011-03-30T15:59:00.000+08:00

In Singapore, there are many flats or blocks of tall apartment buildings where many families live. A terrible tragedy took place many years ago in one particular flat at Bedok North Avenue near the Bedok Reservoir in Singapore. A man, woman and their child were creating a life for themselves until, in an effort to make extra money, the husband got caught up in gambling. After destroying the family's finances and owing loan sharks a large sum of money, the financial stress started taking a terrible toll on the marriage.

Eventually, the husband met another woman and informed his wife that he wanted a divorce. In an event worse than any Shakespearean tragedy, the young mother threw her three-year-old toddler down 25 stories to his death before jumping out of the window herself.

The story turns even more unbelievable as local legend describes the widower eventually had another child with his mistress. On the child's third birthday, the ghost of a young boy, whom the child previously called his kor kor (brother), convinced the child to leap off of the balcony to fly. The child tumbled to his death.

Local residents report that the Bedok flats are terribly haunted, and apartments often remain vacant because of the extreme paranormal activity there. Rumors persist that another entire family committed suicide in one flat, and that another person was murdered in an elevator accident caused by a ghost.

(source: unknown)

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Changi Beach

2011-03-29T20:30:00.000+08:00

During World War II when the Japanese occupied Singapore, the Japanese government wanted to cleanse the population of anti-Japanese residents. Over a thousand Japanese soldiers set up screening centers throughout the country and screened all Chinese suspected of carrying anti-Japanese sentiments.All suspects were rounded up at several sites for execution. Tens of thousands of Singapore's Chinese residents were executed throughout 1942, but one of the most famous locations was Changi Beach. Chinese suspects were shot by a firing squad, and some witnesses report that many victims were beheaded by bayonet.

Today, visitors to Changi Beach report hearing screams and crying, as well as seeing ghostly heads flying through the air or headless bodies of the murdered Chinese victims walking along the beach. Visitors also report witnessing some of the mass executions and finding the sand soaked in blood upon examining it afterwards.
(source: unknown)

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Kumantong song

2011-03-28T15:24:00.000+08:00

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The Bell Witch Adam Tennessee United States

2011-03-27T17:31:00.000+08:00

What if you were vengeful and utterly unrestricted by the veil between the physical and the next dimension? That’s exactly what Kate Batts had going for her. She was a spiteful old woman who believed that she had been cheated in a land purchase by John Bell and was hell bent (literally) on tormenting him and his children, or at least his favorite 12-year old daughter, Betsy.

On Kate’s deathbed, she vowed to haunt the family of the Bell’s who had done her wrong. After her death, she made good her promise. It felt to the Bell family that this ghost took no other pleasure than tormenting them incessantly. Kate pinched their noses, poked needles into them, threw kitchen objects about, screeched at them in her now notorious high-pitched voice, pulled hair and was a presence that none of them could escape.

Kate’s wrath was particularly directly at John and his favorite daughter, Betsy. With the wife and other children she was sometimes heard crooning softly, saying something pleasant, or just ignoring them completely. John and Betsy were not so fortunate. Kate enjoyed mentally and physically torturing them with her shrieking voice or physically punishing antics.

Gossip moved as quickly then as it does now and this was a much talked about event in the small farming town of Adams, Tennessee. People were deeply fascinated by the rumors and some even came from hundreds of miles away to visit the place of unrest. Some spectators were greeted with handshakes, some with shrieks and some with a full dialog of warning. So popular did the story become that General Andrew Jackson, the future President of the United States, gathered a few friend to investigate the story himself. He and his cohorts wanted to either debunk or repel the feisty spirit of Kate Batts.

Jackson and his men were in for a surprise though. When their wagons stuck fast to an otherwise smooth and flat road, their jests of dealing with the witch came to a halt. No matter how they examined, pushed, cursed or whipped the horses, their wagon was not moving. Ịt was said that Jackson, in a fit of frustration and resignation, declared, “By the eternal, boys, it is the witch." Much to the amazement of Jackson and his men, the legendary screech could be heard from a nearby bush that replied, “"All right General, let the wagon move on, I will see you again to-night." Moments later the wagon and horses were suddenly free to move about. There wasn’t a person present that could account for the voice’s owner or its whereabouts.

Kate wasn’t miserly in her haunting antics and bestowed upon Jackson and his men the same torturous treatment as she had John and his daughter Betsy. Jackson’s bedcovers were repeatedly yanked from his body and his men were delivered the same pinches and pokes as the family were. Jackson and his men realized they were no match for the Bell witch and hastily abandoned their adventure first thing in the morning.

Ghosts never die so it was not surprising that the haunting of Kate lasted the duration of John Bell’s life. In fact, the ghost of Kate Batts was said to have been responsible for John’s death.

In October of 1830, John Bell was rumored to have suffered a stroke and taken ill. While he was bedridden, his family found him in a particularly bad state of stupor and position. Alarmed, his son ran to the medicine cabinet to fetch what he thought was his father’s medicine. After administering it, the family heard the witch’s glee as she victoriously declared she had poisoned John herself the night before with that vial and this last dose was surely his undoing. True enough, it was. The contents were later examined by a doctor and found to be very poisonous.

Kate was not satisfied with death alone. She sang in merriment at John’s graveside and was still heard singing happily as the last person hastily left.

Notable points: This story is popular enough to have spawned several recent movies of which include the Blair Witch Project and The American Haunting. It is also noted as one of the very rare poltergeists that caused a man’s death.

(Source: http://www.famous-ghost-stories/bell-witch.php)

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Spell To Release Unpleasant Feelings

2011-03-26T13:19:00.000+08:00

An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will

In the olden times, there was this say “A Good Witch stays home and help others with nothing ask for rewards, never goes hungry. A Poor Witch stays out and help others for remunerations as returns, always go hunger.”

WERID? WHY? Why helping people with no money or asked for anything in return, the witch is not poorer than a witch who get paid for reading tarot or spell castings done for others? The reason is simple. In every religion and belief, this is true. Bible, 佛, 道, Celtic Witchcraft, and many others, all belief teachings grows from the same Root (teachings), that is, Do More Good Deeds. Do None Of Bad. (An Ye Harm None, Do What Ye Will). By helping others or giving advise for someone in need, may bring more good fortune back to the person. Back to square, What goes out will be back soon. However, if an aid is given in return for a favor, it will not accumulate good deeds for the help giver. SO! Always remember, What goes out, Will Be Back Shortly! ^^

Sometimes when after an hateful quarrel or breakup with boyfriend or girlfriend, instead of thinking of getting even with the other party, try this spell to release your unpleasant feelings.

Spell To Release Unpleasant Feelings

What U Need:

An Onion

1 White Candle

Time: 2am

How-2-Do:

Stand in a room with no lights

Light up the White Candle

Peel Onion

Witchz: this is an effective spell for most relationship breakups. Happy Witchz-ing! ^^

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Burglary Security Spell

2011-03-24T08:50:00.000+08:00

Singapore's Low Crime Rate is not Equal to NO Crime

Singapore's Low Crime Rate is not Equal to NO Crime At All. House Break In, Spiderman but not from the Hollywood movie may be found around Singapore. Here is one useful spell to protection spell from the Thieves.

What U Need:

1 Pile Warm Water

Black Pepper

Sea Salt

Oregano

Ammonia

3M Cleaning Sponge or Magic Cleaner

How-2-Do:

Mix Black Pepper, Sea Salt, Oregano, Ammonia, into pile of warm water.

Clean doors, floor or all areas around and outside your house.

Notes from Witchz: Singaporeans like to show off their newly bought assets or announce to the “entire” community in fear that no one knows they bought a new iPhone 4 or going to give in to the coming iPhone 5. Or a set of 3D Television, and future 4D television. This general habits of Singaporeans are actually baits for the Burglars' visits. In this case, Witchz' [Burglary Security Spell] MAY NOT WORK THAT WELL coz the Burglars are EXPECTED/ INVITED as BAIT is being lengthened to them. Blessed Be!

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Help Me United Kingdom

2011-03-23T16:29:00.001+08:00

3 years ago my family and I moved into rented accommodation, and we all started having problems with the ghost. My dad suffered the most and none of us could understand why.

The ghost would hit him while he was sleeping and stomp around the bedroom. She would call my mums name while my mum was asleep and there was no-one else around, she would walk from the hallway through the kitchen and into the dining room while someone was in there making them think someone had walked behind them. My sister saw her from the corner of her eye and thought it was me because it looked like me.

I tried to do some research on the house but couldn't find anything. I then came across a way to talk to ghosts (not Ouija board) and I tried it, it worked and I managed to find out that she was murdered in the house by her dad and so she didn't like men, she was strangled, at that point I felt like I was being strangled. I think she was just trying to show me what had happened to her. But after that we NEVER had a problem, it's been 2 years.

Our landlord has now asked us to leave and we've started packing, now we're all having big problems with her, she keeps throwing tantrums or something, attacking my parents, stomping around the room. She scares the living daylights out of them. We have a feeling that she has got used to and enjoyed having us around and is now throwing a teenage tantrum because she knows we're leaving. We just want to help her move on, but have no idea how to do it. I don't believe she is a bad spirit; it's just what happened to her that made her angry.

(Source: unknown)

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An Entity Or Am I Just Crazy? United Kingdom

2011-03-22T20:44:00.002+08:00

We have been living in the same flat for almost 7 years now. When I was about 13, I'd been going to bed quite late so I didn't get enough sleep especially when it's weekdays. That was when I started to experience Sleep Paralysis. I usually get woken up unable to move and unable to make sounds. It happens once or twice a week but then last week I've been experiencing it every night! Not only that but I woke up whilst paralysed with something or someone holding my neck tight which made me unable to breath like I normally do.

My eyes are completely opened wide and nobody's even there. I tried calming myself like I would do when I'm having sleep paralysis but since I'm having a hard time to breathe, it made me go all panicky. I was then finally released from choking and after that I didn't go to bed. I just... Prayed. I told my mum and she told me I might have been sleeping in a wrong position.

Nothing happens to me at the moment when I'm sleeping. So I guess everything is quite okay now. However earlier about 4 PM, I arrived from school because I had to attend something with my friend; My dad angrily shouted at me 5 times somewhere in the flat calling me by my full name and I was a bit surprised. I rushed upstairs asking my dad what's wrong and my dad never responded. I then realised that I was all alone! I was still spooked out but I never let fear take over me.

(Source: unknown)

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Ghost Of Pulau Ubin Singapore

2011-03-21T11:18:00.000+08:00

This is the first time I am telling my paranormal experiences to the public. I wish that you like my story. My two friends, Ying Jie and Marcus are paranormal investigators, so am I. We always wanted to go to Pulau Ubin to find some ghosts because we went to the internet and we found some ghost encounters there.

It was a windy night and we were heading to Pulau Ubin on a boat. We packed our bag full of our paranormal gear like ghost detector, mirror and red chopsticks (if a ghost possess one of us, we will use it).

When we got there, it was dark; we took out our torch light and made our way to a bicycle shop to rent a bike. After renting a bike, we cycle to a dark area and suddenly, a dark object jumped out of the bushes and chased us. We rode like mad racers rushing to the finishing line.

After a few minutes later, it was gone, gone for good. We rushed back to the bicycle shop at full speed. We returned our bikes and ran to the boat port to take a boat back to Singapore. When we were about to leave the port, the dark object appeared out of nowhere and was about to chase us again but luckily, we was leaving the port on the time it appear, we were lucky!

(Source: unknown)

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To Keep A Woman Faithful Spell

2011-03-20T17:33:00.001+08:00

To Keep A Woman Faithful Spell

What U Need:

1 Red Thread

1 Anklet Made of Silver

1 Gift Box

How-2-Do:

Tie 40 knots on Red Thread

Place Anklet into Gift Box

Tie Gift Box with Red Thread.

Made a Bow on top of the gift box.

Present the gift box to your love one.

She shall open the gift box with nothing fell off during the process.

Put on the Anklet for her.

If she is a Right Handed, put on her Right Ankle.

If she is a Left Handed, put on her Left Ankle.

Note from Witchz: May consider a piece of Anklet from Tiffany & Co. located at Takashimaya. Cost is not that expensive, around S$500-S$1800 you may get one decent piece. A piece with a tiny diamond is also not that expensive, price from S$2500 onwards. ^^ May consider using Mastercard for your LOVING purchase, coz it is PRICELESS (Lame joke of the day!)

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Southern Gothic Washington United States

2011-03-19T11:54:00.001+08:00

In 1987, I was living in a house in Atlanta with four roommates. We lived there for just over a year and during that time, we had several experiences with what we later became convinced was an actual ghostly presence.

The house we were renting was well over a hundred years old, having been built sometime just after the American Civil War when Atlanta had been burned and destroyed by Union forces.

The house was a beautiful old Victorian home located in an area of Atlanta known as Inman Park. We were all pretty young (in our twenties) and trying to get started in our respective careers, so the prospect of sharing the rent for a wonderful old two story, five bedroom house with a full basement was an attractive one.

One week after moving in, we were all asleep in our rooms when we were awakened by screaming from our roommate, whom I'll call Hanna. We all jumped out of bed and went into Hanna's room. She was sitting up, saying that she had woken up to see the dark figure of a man standing next to her bed, looking down at her. She said that when she had screamed, the figure turned and walked out of the room. She was very scared and highly agitated. Myself and the other male roommate (the housemates consisted of two male/female couples and one single female) immediately checked out the inside and outside of the house, but we could find no intruder. (This happened around two or three o'clock in the morning). We finally got Hanna to calm down and everyone went back to bed. The next day, we just chalked up this first incident to nervousness about living in a new home that just happened to be a creaky and somewhat spooky old antique house. (However, Hanna would not hear of that explanation and in the ensuing days, continued to insist that she had seen this dark figure standing by her bed. She refused to stay in the house alone after that).

About two weeks after that first incident, we were again all asleep when suddenly there was a very loud crash and the sound of tinkling of glass from the hallway that separated all of the bedrooms and a common bathroom. Once more, we all jumped up and ran out into the hall where we found that a full-length mirror that had been mounted on the bathroom door had shattered into hundreds of pieces all over the floor. Since everyone had been asleep, we could not figure out how this had happened as the mirror frame was still securely fastened to the door and only the glass itself had broken. (Atlanta is not prone to earthquakes and the street was not a busy one, so we ruled out the possibility that a large truck or something had passed by and caused vibrations to occur inside the place).

Later, similar "poltergeist" activity would manifest itself in many other ways: there was one instance when I was home alone in the house watching television when, for no good reason that I could later ascertain, three candles that were sitting on the fireplace mantle suddenly fell off onto the floor, almost as if someone had swept them off with a hand. Then there was the phenomenon that we all experienced at one time or another where personal objects and other items would go missing, only to turn up later in a place where the owner would swear that he/she had not left them. (On one occasion, missing car keys were found lying right in the middle of the person's bed after a thorough search had been conducted for them by everyone home at the time). Other strange activity came in the form of knocking and tapping sounds heard coming from either the attic or the basement when it was certain that no one was in either space.

The last incident that involved the sighting of an actual "entity" occurred about two months after we had moved in. We were having a small party at our place and a house guest, who none of us had met prior to the party, was taking a personal tour of the place on her own. She suddenly came running up from downstairs saying that she had just seen a man standing in the corner of the basement. She said that when she had called out to him, he simply disappeared! We immediately went down to the basement to check and of course, found nobody there. This was most interesting because there was only one entrance into the basement and a person who might have been trying to play a trick would not have been able to escape past anyone without being seen. (As noted, that house guest who saw the figure in the basement was a brand new acquaintance whom we later determined had no prior knowledge that our place had any sort of "unusual" activity connected to it).

After about six months of all this, things seemed to quiet down and no more "ghost" activity was noticed or reported by anyone. We began to convince ourselves that maybe, just maybe, we had all overreacted to some degree and perhaps we were all just being overly-imaginative about the whole thing.

Finally, toward the end of our time living in the house, my wife and I were out at a restaurant one evening having a drink and dinner. We struck up a conversation with another couple sitting at a table nearby, two people who were complete strangers to us and whom we happened to meet that night by total chance. When they asked us where we were living in Atlanta, we told them about our place in Inman Park. They said, "Really, we used to live in Inman Park. Which street do you live on?" When we told them, they said, "That is interesting, we used to rent a house on that same street. What is your address?" When we gave our address to them, they said, "Oh my god, we used to rent that exact same house ourselves," immediately followed by the women saying, "Have you seen the ghost yet?" Well, you can imagine that both my wife and I were completely flabbergasted to have received such validation about our "ghost problem" from two complete strangers! We ended up comparing notes with them and they told us about many strange happenings they had witnessed in the house that were quite similar to our own.

That experience thoroughly convinced me that there really is something to the whole subject of ghosts and afterward, I no longer dismissed similar stories that I heard from other people quite so easily.

(Source: unknown)

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Orcas Island Voices Washington, United States

2011-03-18T12:10:00.002+08:00

In early 1990, I went to Orcas Island in Washington's San Juan islands to stay with family and friends at an older estate nestled on 80 beautiful wooded acres. It was a hot August afternoon and everyone but myself left to go play tennis. After lounging around awhile outside I got hot and decided to cool off inside.
The house was very lovely so I gave myself a self-guided tour. I ended up in what looked like attic space saw a lovely wood framed mirror of which I peered inside. Suddenly, I could hear voices around me, wildly talking in an attempt to be heard. Surprised and a bitshocked, I ran downstairs and fled outside. I was not going back in that house alone! When the owner's son returned with my family, I asked who might be haunting the house. I was told that there was a ghost in the house and it was a woman who had killed herself several decades earlier. She had stuffed her car's tail pipe with a rag and ran the engine in the garage until she died of carbon dioxide poisoning. She left this world but didn't leave the manor.
(Source: unknown)

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Ghost In The Train Thailand

2011-03-12T20:00:00.001+08:00

I am an Australian. This was my experience with a ghost when I was traveling from Hatyai to Bangkok.

I boarded the Express train at Hatyai Train Station. The journry was to be an overnight one. I would arrive in Bangkok sometime noon the next day. I had a sleeper ticket, which meant my seat would be unfolded into a bed at night. That would only be around 8pm. Before that, I had to endure sitting through the long and arduous six hours journey on the stiff seats.

It was a hot day and the train was slow. It stopped every half an hour, or so, at small town stations where more passengers and food vendors would aboard; it was good in a way—I could have a snack or two.

The seat in front of me was vacant, and an old woman was pushing her way through the small aisle towards it. She was struggling with her luggage. Naturally, being the nice guy that I am, I gave her a helping hand. I was amazed that her luggage— two heavy bags—were very heavy, too heavy for someone her age to manage.

She sat in front of me but avoided eye contact. I didn’t really expect a “thank you” anyway, so I went about reading my book. Once in a while I would sense her stealing glances at me. Every time I looked at her, she avoided my eyes. I assumed it was normal for 'Thais' to feel shy towards “farangs.” (Caucasians) Also, I doubted she spoke English.

Things started getting interesting when I had to take a leak. I smiled a courtesy smile at her as I moved one of her bags aside to make way. My, was I shocked! She looked YOUNG! Much younger than the 70 years old woman I saw just now. She had lost 40 to 45 years in two hours. She had become gorgeous.

I swear, I was more confused than scared.

When I returned back to my seat, I had my eyes on her every other minute because she was so beautiful and I was amazed at her transformation. I thought I was dreaming. Once, we locked eyes and I tell you, that did it for me – I was petrified!

There was a certain depth in her eyes like nothing I know... It's hard to describe. I felt pulled in. I was mesmerized. I must have stared at her for a full minute without taking a breath. My heart was pounding hard and fast and I sensed she knew that.

I remember trying to pull myself away but it was impossible. l was totally paralysed! Then, she smiled—it was sinister! I jerked back and was relieved to be freed from her bind. I wanted to get out of there but my knees were too weak. I was shivering, yet perspired like a waterfall under my arms. I sat there looking down at my book but could not focus with her staring at me.

It was tough but I managed to evade her eyes until it was time for the seats to be unfolded and made into beds. While the train staff worked on the bed, I stood silently beside her. I sensed her gazing at me and it made my knees weak, I thought I would faint. But luckily the bed was ready in minutes and I quickly climbed onto the upper deck, closed the curtains, took deep breaths and laid down.

I managed to sleep for a few hours, then, was awoken by the pressure in my bladder. I opened the curtain and to my horror, the old wrinkled face was right there behind the curtains. She looked at me angrily, then, opened her mouth to show me a pair of sharp fangs under her upper lips.

I shrieked like a girl and wet myself uncontrollably.

In my fright, I had pulled the curtains close. Some of the other passengers were awoken by my scream and had started a commotion. I was too afraid and embarrassed to come out. Seeing nothing amiss they all went back to sleep again.

I didn’t sleep or went out to dry myself. That's how scared I was.

On first light, I peeped out and to my relief, she was not there. I grabbed my stuff, fled to another cabin and stayed there, standing, until Bangkok station.

It was a horrible experience I never want to go through again.
(Source: unknown)
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Richie Rich 2011 Spells by Witchz

2011-03-11T14:43:00.002+08:00

Richie Rich 2011 Spells by Witchz

To Be Richer by the amount of money you asked for.

What U Need:

Green Candle
3pcs Green String
10ml Pure Essential Basil Oil
9 pieces Basil Leaves
3 pieces 9cm X 9cm Virgin Parchment
Silver items 3pieces, can be 3 silver coins, jewellery, hairpieces or anything 3pcs of items made of silver. Items must be worn by u for 3days.

HOW-2-DO:

Rub Pure Essential Basil Oil onto Green Candle.
Light candle.
Write your given name, birthdates, amount of money you wanted or asking, on 3pieces of Virgin Parchment.
Fold each Virgin Parchment into half.
Gather Basil Leaves, place 3pieces and one piece of silver item onto each Virgin Parchment.
Tie with Green String.
Speak of your wish.
Let the candle burns down.
Buried all items into ground or keep in a glass bottle and hide in a dark place.

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Senawang Pontianak Malaysia

2011-02-24T22:24:00.001+08:00

Our convoy was making its way down from Malaysia back to Singapore. I looked at my watch, it was 4:30pm. I was in my brother's car with my mother and he was driving.
Suddenly, expectingly, smoke came oozing out of the corners of the car's bonnet - the car’s engine was heating up. We had to pull over to the road shoulder.
Our friends in the other cars proceeded on. They couldn't afford to be delayed, for their children had to go to school early the next morning.
There we were, the three of us stranded somewhere in Senawang.
While waiting for the car to cool down, some of the locals, looking to make a quick buck, came by and offered help. Of course, there was nothing they could do, for ours was a continental car - only our mechanic in Singapore would know what to do. I called him on my mobile phone and relayed to him our predicament. He said, regretfully, he could only come there not earlier than 1am.
If it wasn't for our old and sick mother, we would have walked some two kilometers to the guest house we saw earlier. Hence, we remained where we were. The day was slowly dusking and we were cold, tired, hungry and I was bursting to go to the toilet. At that time, the locals have returned home and there were hardly cars driving by. We were very alone.
My brother, feeling restless, decided to go out of the car for a smoke. He sat on the railing by the road. Behind him, was a drain, and further back, were trees and thick shrub.
Feeling chilly and carrying a full bladder, I had to relieve myself urgently. My brother discouraged me from going into the bushes so I opened the car doors and squatted between them while my brother kept vigil.
In the midst of relieving myself, I saw at the distant trees - on a perch, engulfed by the increasing darkness - were three human figures. I stared harder and saw that they were girls - pretty young girls. “What were they? Why were they there in an odd, bird like, posture” I thought.
Then, one of the girls climbed down from the perch and walked towards my brother from behind him. She floated over the drain behind him, went close to his ear and said something. My brother, startled, jumped off the railing and ran towards the car. I jumped too!
The girls pointed at me and squealed a laughter so chilling that drove me near insanity.
I don’t know what came over me? I became hysterical and started laughing uncontrollably – that made the girls really mad and one of them sneered at me.
My brother pushed me into the car, slammed the doors shut, locked them and wound up the windows. My mother was awoken from her blissful nap. "What's going on?" She asked but we didn't answer.
We looked around frantically but didn't see them. For a while we waited and scrutinized the area around us - they seemed to have vanished. We were relieved.
Just then, I turned around and there she was! Right outside my window! Staring with wide elongated eyes. She was no more pretty. In fact, she was ugly as hell! She looked very angry and malevolent.
I was scared. If I hadn’t relieved myself just now, I would surely had wet myself right then. I yelled uncontrollably and my brother took out the Quran and started reading some verses. My mother looked at us like we had gone insane. She asked and asked, "What's wrong? What's happened?" But we couldn't tell her - not in state of health she was in. She wasn't stupid, she soon figured it out and joined in the prayers.
My brother was reading the Quaran frantically and I was looking around desperately. They disappeared! Everything became quiet. Unfortunately, not for long.
I heard knocking on the window. I asked my mother if she was doing it? She denied. My brother claimed that it was her, the pontianak. At this point, even my mom - who can't see spirits or ghosts - sensed something ominous.
Then, I saw two of the girls moving about outside. They moved very stealthily and quick. One moment, they were here, then the next, they were gone, and then the next, they were somewhere else. It was eerie.
At this time, we were missing the third pontianak, the one who had a personal grudge against me, the one who sneered at me earlier for laughing. I looked at my brother, he was reading the Quran verses without stopping. I knew he was frightened, very frightened.
The sun had already set almost half an hour and all seemed calm. We didn't see any of the pontianak since then and my brother had stopped reading the Quran.
Then, to our relieve, we saw bright lights coming towards our car from behind – it was a tow truck. My Singapore mechanic was worried about us and called a towing company in Senawang to tow our car to Malacca where we would stay the night and be picked up the next day.
My watch showed 7 o'clock exactly.
My mom and I sat in our car while by brother sat in the tow truck with the driver. I was seated at the driver’s seat and my mother, at the back. We thought all was well until I heard someone breathing at my ear. I turned. To my horror, it was her!
Instead of being afraid, I realised I was angry and I wanted to scream at her but somehow my voice just wouldn't come out! Then, with her bloodshot eyes she stared at me and yelled. "Why did you laugh at me? Do you think we are funny? WHYYYYYYYYY?" She screamed so loud in my ear that I felt my head was going to explode!
I recall, she was pretty on one side of her face but on the other, she was bleeding profusely – her face had been smashed flat and she was in a horrendous state. The sight made my stomach churn violently, pushing acid up my gullet. I let out a horrible scream and burst out crying! I may have puked. I pleaded with her to leave me alone and I apologised teemingly.
My mother heard me screaming and was jolted out of her stupor. She called my name many times before I opened my eyes to find the pontianak gone and we had already moved quite a distance from that spot.
Later on, in Malacca we related to each other the things that had happened and my brother said that whilst in the tow truck, the driver said to him that the place where we were stranded was a very haunted area. There had been many accidents there – one after another. Our car, breaking down suddenly, could also have been the doing of the angry spirits stranded there.
The girls are just few of the spirits trapped on this earth. They had died in car accidents and could cross over until their actual predetermined lifetime had been served. I feel sad for them all.
My brother and I are gifted with a unique sixth sense – we are able to see spirits. I realised my special talent when I was at the tender age of 11 – I used to see an old woman at a nearby playground in my neighborhood. She would always sit at the bench and not talk or look at anyone. I became curious and asked my friends about her. Obviously, my friends were puzzled. That’s when I realised that I was special. I could see – spirits.

(Source: unknown)
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The Fruit Lady Malaysia

2011-02-23T11:59:00.002+08:00

Ram was late. We waited, Milkha and I, patiently at Newton circus food center in Singapore. We talked excitedly about our planned trip – the things we were going to do and how much fun we would have doing them. We had planned to travel to Thailand via Malaysia. We would stop at a few places in Malaysia, then leave the jeep at the Thai-Malaysia border and take the train up to Hatyai, Thailand. The anticipation was electrifying!
He arrived; 20 minutes late. Wished we could have kicked his butt, but his wife was there with him. Saved by his wife, that devil!
After some food and drinks, we got ourselves in the jeep. It was cramped but still comfortable. Ram took the wheel and was about to inaugurated the journey when we heard someone calling. “Ram! Ram!”
It was his wife. She was running after us with a blue pail in her hand.
“What the hell is that?” I asked laughingly.
Well, we found out what the pail was for but ah ah, we won’t say – for Ram’s sake.
It was almost 2am, we were traveling through “Palm Country”(Malaysia). The only illumination on the road was the jeep’s headlights; everywhere else was pitch-black. Up ahead in the distance was a fluorescent lit wooden hut slowly increasing in size.
“Wow that’s what I call ‘happening,’” I said.
It made Ram and Milkha laugh – they knew me well enough to know, it could only be someplace like a Disco or a busy nite-spot that would normally command an expression like, "happening," from me.
Upon closing in, we realized that the wooden hut was a coffee shop, a lonely coffee shop, miles away from any other, by the side of a lonely dark road that stretched across states. It had a mystical “feel” about it that we just couldn’t let pass. There’s nothing like it in Singapore. Curious, tired, and hungry, we pull over and walked toward the hut. We were greeted by flying insects, attracted by the fluorescent ceiling lights, whirling over and around us.
We sat at a crudely crafted wooden table by a small window. Outside, darkness stretched forever, and engulfing us, were crickets' chirpings. The ambience gave us a sense of mystery, mystic and suspense. And, as the night progressed, the temperature fell, slowly and surely.
The proprietor, a young man, came to take our order. We ordered roti prata (flat, fluffy, crispy, Indian bread served with curry or dhall) and tea. We were the only customers there.
While waiting, we engage ourselves in some corny jokes. In the midst of one, we were astounded by a figure appearing at the window. There, standing dimly lit by the shop’s escaping fluorescent light, was an old woman. She stretched a hand out halfway with her palm facing up; as if begging. In her other she held a small papaya. We presumed she was selling the papaya, I didn’t want the papaya but I reached inside my pants pocket and took out a ringgit (Malaysian dollar) coin and placed it in her hand. She put her hand at her heart as a gesture of appreciation, tipped her head low and beckoned away disappearing into the shadows.
Just then, the proprietor appeared and asked why I dropped the ringgit coin outside. We were all perplexed by his question. "Dropped the coin? Didn’t he see the woman?” The three of us most likely thought in accordance. Nevertheless, we explained it to him. He smiled, apparently wiser than us, and asked me to come outside with him. I went, frowning. He took me to the spot where she was standing. He pointed to the ground and I looked. There it was – the ringgit coin! Right there on the ground. We were bewildered.
“Did she drop it? But, I put it in her hand and she walked away with it, didn’t she?” These thoughts were rushing through my head desperately seeking answers – I felt a little embarrassed!
He also showed me, just steps away from the spot, — a grave! It was a small headstone protruding from the ground. I looked at him, and felt a chill rush through me all of a sudden. He said that the 'woman' was the lady who used to own the hut before him. She was poor, and sold fruits to travelers, but would never accept charity.
The experience left us feeling uneasy. There was a strange silence in the jeep after that. We didn't feel like talking, or joking, or listening to the radio, or anything at all for that matter. We felt a strange sense of another being's presence in the jeep — a wiser being.
After some hours of travel, we came to a rumah tumpangan (motel). We grabbed our backpacks from the jeep and made our way into the hotel. We checked into a nice big room.
In the room, away from the jeep, we felt the presence disappear. I broke the ice and asked, “Did you guys feel it? The strange forth presence kind of feel?”
Milkha and Ram exchange glances. They shuddered, took a long deep breath, and let out a sigh.“Foooh!” “Ya man, f__king scary, man!” Milkha expressed.
After showers, we sat for a drink of suku,(hard liquor) as Ram calls it. We talked again about the strange incident. It just wouldn’t leave our minds, especially mine. We could have talked all the way till sunrise but we stopped a little after 4 am. We wanted to have some rest before driving off again the next daylight.
Only like an hour or so into our sleep, Milkha’s jeep alarm went off, waking almost everyone in the hotel. He jumped out of bed, grabbed his keys and scurried out hurling, “What the F__K!”
We followed suite. “Was it a cat?” Ram asked.
“Don’t know! F__K! The remote doesn’t work!” Milkha yelled.
“Open the door and slam it back!” Ram shouted over the loud alarm.
By that time, we had not only awaken the hotel guests, but the duty manager as well. He was wide eyed and enquiring.
Milkha was closest to the back-seat door, so he slipped the key in and opened the door. The alarm stopped - only murmurs from the commotion was heard.
Milkha was shaken by what he saw lying on the floorboard of his jeep – THE PAPAYA!

(Source: unknown)
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Love Me More

2011-02-11T14:26:00.002+08:00

Love Me More

This spell is to strengthen the power of your on-going relationship.
What U Need:
Powdered Fingernails from yourself
Red Wine
Time:
Waxing Moon Phase (阴历初一至十四), Night 9pm or 11pm.
HOW-2-DO:
Mix the 2 ingredients well, serve to your love one.
Witchz: Happy Romancing! Blessed Be! ^^

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The Landlord’s Daughter Malaysia

2011-02-04T10:11:00.001+08:00

During the early fifties, my dad, in his early twenties, worked as an office assistant. His chores were easy: taking checks to the bank, sending invoices and collecting bills. When his routine work was done, he would do some cleaning up back at the office before leaving for home.

Of course, he had ambitions and was using that job as a stepping stone for something better. Back then, it was easy to take these slow steps for there were relatively very few experienced or qualified workers; not much competition. He would work very diligently and hoped to be noticed and poached by other companies offering better pay.

One end of a particularly long day, tired, his boss asked him for a personal favour. The office rent money was due and he wanted my dad to deliver the rent money to the landlord at his house. Being a smart man, he knew the seeds he sowed today will bear fruits tomorrow, he obliged.

Whilst on the way to the landlord’s house, he passed a “sarabat” stall (mobile tea stand) and stopped for a class of tea and nasi lemak (coconut rice with seafood).

Whilst enjoying his nasi lemak, a beautiful Malay girl walked in and sat to have tea too. She sat two stools away from him. She looked over at him and smiled. (My dad was a handsome young man back then – not so, now.) He too was attracted to her and reciprocated with a cool smile. The girl showed extreme interest in him and they kept exchanging glances and smiles all the time. She then asked him, “abang datang dari mana, tak perna kenal?” (where do you come from, never seen you before?).

Before my dad could reply, the stand owner disrupted their acquaintance process with his change. My dad took his change, smiled at her then went over to his bicycle and started to ride off. He looked back again just to see if she was looking but she had vanished!

He hopped off the bike and went towards the stall and looked around perplexed. The stall owner asked him who he was looking for and he replied that there was a pretty girl in black who had sat there; he pointed at the stool. The man shook his head and said there hadn't been anyone sitting there. They looked at each other and fear filled the air. The hairs on his arms rose and he walked to his bicycle as quickly as he could.

Trembling, perspiring and nearly hitting a passerby, he sped as fast as he could to the landlord’s house. The evening was quickly turning dark. He rode faster and faster for he didn't want to stay out too late. As he got to the house, to his horror “THAT GIRL" greeted him at the door. His eyes widened, gasped and he choked! Then, he passed out.

When he came to, he was hysterical to see her staring down at him. He was pointing at her and gasping for air, she was frightened off and went to her room. The landlord, who had rushed out by the time, managed to calm him down after some words of prayer.

After all was calm, the landlord’s wife brought him a cup of tea and he conveyed his story to them. They were puzzled as to why the “pontianak”(vampire) took the form of the landlord's daughter.

My dad was very lucky to NOT have engaged in a conversation with the “pontianak” for if he had, he would very easily had been lured by her charm and beauty to his doom!

(Source: unknown)
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Evil Omar Malaysia

2011-02-03T21:36:00.001+08:00

The year was 1955. A year after their marriage, my parents immigrated to Malaysia from India. Traveling by sea was the only mode they could afford. It was also a good way to make acquaintances. My mother, only 17 years old then, was pregnant with her first child – me. My father, then a young man of 25, was a labourer in India and was hoping to find a better job in Malaysia.

On the ship, they met a kind hearted man who was in his 60’s. He was a frequent traveler to Malaysia and Singapore. They all got along very well, he had also offered to introduce my parents to a Malay family in Penang, Malaysia. He said that they were kind and surely would not mind my parents staying in one of their spare rooms. He would also help my father get a job. His name was Samy but he preferred to be called Jaffar.

Once in Penang, Jaffar introduced my parents to a man named Omar. Omar owned a flour and spice manufacturing business. Jaffar served Omar by buying spices and lentil seeds for him on his trips to India. Jaffar was very fond of my father and had planned to speak to Omar about a job for him.

When they finally met, Omar greeted my father, then complimented on how beautiful my mother looked. My parents were discomfited by Omar's bold remark, but being young and traditional in upbringing, they didn't criticise.

Omar drove Jaffar and my parents to the house of the Malay family and left. There were 4 of them in the family, the head of the house was Syed. He had a pretty wife, Tipah and two daughters, Hasnah and Norma. Tipah immediately took a liking to my mother and cared for her just like one of her own daughters. My father too was well liked by the family.

After having traveled for more than two weeks on a slow, old ship, my parents slept peacefully throughout the night on the cozy warm bed. Jafar slept in Syed's old wooden bunk bed.

In the morning, Omar came to the house and paid Jaffar a visit; they had planned to go somewhere to talk business. Omar suggested that my father came along. My mother objected with a front of unhappiness. She is a very good judge of character, and immediately sensed Omar’s ulterior motives. My father, being an obliging man, thought it would be impolite to reject the invitation. Despite my mother’s objections, he went ahead and joined them.

Along the way, Omar talked to my father about working for him. He planned for my father to go with Jaffar to India every month or so to scout for cheaper and better spices. My father felt exalted by Omar’s faith in him.

When he returned home, he told my mother about Omar's plans to include him as a business associate just like Jaffa. My mother was furious and it led to a big argument. My father refused to accept her rationale about how Omar looked at her in a deprave way whenever he saw her. He disregarded her sentiment altogether and went ahead to work for Omar.

Omar, being also close to Syed and his family, visited them often. But, more often now since my mother was there. My father was, of course, indebted to Omar for the job and trust in him that he became too blind to realise what Omar was up to.

One day, my father had to leave for India, it was to be a long trip – three weeks was planned. He would go to Jaipur with Jaffar and thereafter to Madras. Jaffar would stay in jaipur for longer.
The weeks when my father was away, my mother had to rely on Omar for information with regards to my father. She had to hide her personal disgust for him and treated him with formal respect.

Omar was a cunning and manipulative man. He had his ways to get what he wanted — he wanted my mother.

He visited her everyday, showing great concern for her and the unborn child. He would spend money on her - buying food, gifts and take her to the clinic whenever needed. He extended similar generosity to Syed and his family too but Syed was skeptical of Omar’s newly acquired personality, for he knew Omar was a miser. Syed suspected he was up to no good and cautioned my mother not to trust him. It was too late, though. My mother was always strong willed, but mysteriously, she succumbed rather easily to Omar's deceptive actions. She became fond of him — too fond of him.

Three weeks had passed yet there was no news about my father or Jaffar. That didn’t seem to bother my mother at all. Syed was noticeably concerned. He asked Omar one day, when Omar came to the house, of my father’s return but Omar simply blamed it on a delay in Madras which he said was beyond his control. Syed, feeling responsible for my mother's wellbeing, expressed his disapproval to Omar’s frequent visits to see her. Omar was offended by Syed's comments and that let to an argument which left Omar furious. He left the house cursing.

Omar had not returned to the house for two days. On the third day, Syed’s first daughter, Hasnah, fell very ill. She was vomiting blood and screaming, hysterically, in pain. It didn’t take Syed too long to figure out what had happened. He took her to a bomoh (witch doctor) immediately. The bomoh told him that she was being possessed by a powerful evil spirit and that her life was in grave danger. The bomoh, admitting he was not knowledgeable enough to remove the powerful hex, recommended they went to Perak to see a very powerful medium. Syed also asked the bomoh about my mother's condition and wanted some help. The bomoh gave him a herbal mixture for my mother.

Tipah made soup, poured the herbal concoction in it and served it to my mother at dinner. After drinking it, my mother became nauseous and vomited. To the shock and horror of everyone present, they saw tiny nails in the contents of her vomit.

My mother was ill for two days afterwards. The disgust for Omar returned and she started getting worried again about my father. There was no other alternative but to face Omar once again if she wanted information on my father's whereabouts. My mother, along with Syed, took a taxi to Omar’s house but he wasn’t home so they went to his factory. What awaited them there, was the biggest surprise – my father.

He had not gone to India at all. Omar had lied and had made him work at the factory as a slave. When my father saw my mother, he didn’t show any sign of recognition of her. He was, literally, a zombie. He just stared at her blankly. The whole ordeal was too much for her to handle that she fainted into Syed's arms. My father, unimpressed, turned away and carried on working. Syed put my mother into the taxi and rushed to my father. He shook my father by the shoulders but my father was lifeless. He stared expressionless at Syed. Syed pulled him away from the machine he was working on to take him home but he wouldn't budge. There was nothing else Syed could do, so he returned home with my mother.

They visited the bomoh again the next evening and attained a concoction for my father to drink. Getting him to drink it would mean a likely confrontation with Omar. Syed advised my mother to stay home while he went with a friend, Ahmin, to see my father.
At the factory, he saw Omar and charged at him. Omar and Syed engaged in a violent fight — if not for Ahmin’s intervention, Omar would have perished for Syed’s rage was uncontrollable.
Omar’s three workers, including my father, just stood and watched the incident unmoved. Omar knelt before Syed, crying and pleading for forgiveness but Syed kicked him away and warned him that should his daughter’s condition worsened, he would kill him. Syed and Ahmin then grabbed my father and brought him home.

The next day, Syed, together with Ahmin and Hasnah, made their way to Perak. After some days of travel they came across a remote village. There were no motorized vehicles; only bullock carts, so they hired one to take them to the medium’s house.

The house was a very simple and basic wooden structure with straw rooftop. The medium was an old man in his eighties. He welcomed them in and, without being enlightened on the situation at hand, told them not to worry for all will be fine.

He was indeed a powerful medium, thought Syed, for Hasnah was showing signs of normalcy immediately upon entering his house. He was a man who could talk to, and see, spirits. He told Syed that the spirit which was possessing Hasnah was standing outside the house; it couldn’t come in. That explained Hasnah’s sudden recovery.

The medium then went outside, did some chanting, and splashed water around the perimeter of his house. He gave Syed two talismans; one for Hasnah and the other for my mother.

Syed asked the medium how he knew about my mother's condition. He smiled and said that someone was trying to win her over with black magic and he wasn't going to stop trying. Therefore, she should wear the talisman always.

The medium was indeed a very powerful seer. When Syed asked him about my father, he shook his head in sadness and said he couldn't do much for him, for his soul was missing. That was a heart wrenching news for Syed and Hasnah for they knew it would devastate my mother.

Syed was happy to see his daughter recover and he would pay the medium anything he wanted but all he asked for was a simple favour. He gave Syed a bundled cloth and told him to burry it by a banana tree somewhere behind the house. Syed did as he was told without questioning, then gave him 25 ringgit as a token of appreciation.

Meanwhile back at Syed’s home: three days had passed after drinking the concoction given by the bomoh, my father still showed no improvement. My mother and Tipah took him to the hospital but he still remained a zombie.

Syed’s return showed promise for peace for his family but not for my mother, for my father died four days later. My mother was so distraught and fell into depression. Had it not been for the talisman protecting her, she would have committed suicide. And, I wouldn't exist today.

The eeriest thing about the whole event was the recovery of a doll. It was a muddy looking doll made of sticks and cloth. There were some Arabic words written on the cloth. Part of what was written was my father’s name! The doll was apparently dropped somewhere in the bushes in front of Syed’s house. The doll’s limbs were bound very tightly so as to render the represented person a prisoner - a zombie. If only they had found the doll sooner, I think they could have saved my father's life.

I was born on 15th March 1956. Wasn’t born healthy though, I had yellow fever and a weak heart. I had given the doctors at the hospital lots to worry about. Nevertheless, I survived and was brought home after a month of intensive care. Life was hard on my mother but, thanks to Syed and his extremely kind family adopting my mother as their own child, she survived the ordeal and brought me up well.

If you’re wondering what happened to Omar, he was last heard of in 1956 leaving for Singapore.
Jaffar was never heard of or heard from.
Syed died peacefully in 1988. His wife, Tipah died in 1991. His two daughters sold the house and left for Kuantan after his death. Where exactly, I don't know.
My mother and I are still living somewhere in Penang. I have a beautiful wife and a 12 years old son.
I hope I will never cross path with Omar or anyone related to him for I don’t know what I will do. If Omar ever reads this, I want him to know that there is a severe punishment awaiting him in hell.
My advice to all you readers: please don’t meddle with the supernatural. You really don’t know what you are getting yourself into.

(Source: unknown)
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The Old Wall Clock Malaysia

2011-01-31T12:11:00.001+08:00

I had a possessed old wall clock. It would function normally but whence came midnight, it would stop. All I had to do was push the pendulum to swing and it would work again - until come midnight, of course.

At first I thought it could be the positions of the hands at midnight that could be brushing on each other, causing friction, hence the jam. But then, at midday when the mechanism worked exactly like it would at midnight, the clock never stopped.

I was puzzled so I decided to send the clock to my friend, Mohammed, who is a very skillful watch repairman. After a day, Mohammed rang me up and advised me to take the clock back. "A strange thing happened," he said. "The clock, upon midnight, started to 'ding-dong non stop'". Those were his exact words. He had to manually stop the pendulum from swinging, to stop the clanging. Obviously, I was tickled.

At the shop, Mohammed was looking tired and a little spooked. He said in Malay, "Jam kau masuk hantu, lah" - (Your clock is possessed by an evil spirit) He told me to throw it away but I couldn't, it was my late father's favourite clock. I remember the day my father brought this clock home. He was so proud of it. He hung it on the wall and dusted it everyday. He would wind it every month without fail. He never let the clock stop, not even once.

Once, when he was sick and lying in bed, he made my mother take care of the clock as if it were a living thing. We, my family, found it peculiar that he was totally devoted to the clock.

Although tickled, I felt uneasy after what Mohammed told me about the clock being possessed that I left it unused for a couple of days. During those couple of days, I couldn't sleep very well. I kept dreaming of a giant with a huge club pounding on an enormous gong which gave me terrible headaches.

I decided, then, to take the clock to a "bomoh" (physic). I knew my dreams were related to the clock for obvious reasons – the gong.

The physic was a very old and frail woman – somehow, they always are – who possessed powerful spiritual magic. She handled the clock carefully, then mumbled some unintelligible verses. She looked at me and said indeed the clock was possessed and the spirit, a Jinn, that was trapped inside was very angry.

I asked her how the spirit got inside in the first place. She replied that it was put in there by my late father to grant him special favours. And, in return, the spirit must be fed, and the clock, cleaned. My father did all that as a ritual but when he died, we, didn't carry on the care. The Jinn was neglected and was hungry and angry.

In retrospect, I do remember good things started to happen after the clock was bought. My father got a raise, my sister who was unable to bear children, gave birth to a baby girl - everyone was surprised, even the doctors. Yes, it's true, many good things did happen until my father died 5 years ago.

Maybe the Jinn's resentment had something to do with my wife's miscarriage 4 months ago. I don't want to find out.

I left the clock with the "bomoh". I didn't want to have anything to do with it anymore. The memory of my father will come from my head and not from the clock.

(Source: unknown)
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Lost Soul at the Bus Stop

2011-01-30T09:39:00.001+08:00

There is a bus stop at Mount Vernon that I'm told is haunted. For non-Singapore residents, Mount Vernon is a road between two cemeteries. A Christian one, on one side, and a Muslim one, on the other.

Why I say it's haunted? Well, I've been in many taxis and when the drivers are talkative, they most likely will tell you this story when you ask them about ghostly encounters. They say, if you travel through mount Vernon Road between midnight and 4am - if you are lucky - you will see a beautiful young Malay mother with a baby in her arms.

One time, there was an ignorant taxi driver who happened to pick her up. She boarded the taxi and just pointed ahead without saying a word. So, the driver drove on ahead. After some minutes, he asked her where she wanted to go, but she just smiled and instructed him, with a hand gesture, to go straight ahead. Mount Vernon is a long stretched road and as the taxi approached the end of it, at the junction, he asked her, again, where exactly she wanted to go. She simply replied, "balik rumah"(going home). He was a little annoyed by her ambiguous reply and made his impatience felt with his next remark. He complaint. "Ya lah, lu mau balik rumah, mana lu punya rumah lu misti cakap lah, ayah susah lah ini macam".(Yes, I know you want to go home but where the heck is your home? Gosh, you’re giving me a hard time!).

She was hurt and started sobbing. Feeling guilty, he apologised then asked her again, nicely that time, what her address was. She then asked to be taken back to the place she boarded his taxi.

The irate driver was furious and made an angry, sharp, U-turn and headed the other way back to the spot he picked her up from.

Busy nagging, he failed to realise that she was no longer seated in the back seat. When he did look in the mirror, he was horrified by her non-presence. Then, he smelt a sweet smelling scent of frangipani flower. (This flower is associated with death.) He was chilled to the bones with fear and sped off out of Mount Vernon Road all the way home. He never traveled along Mount Vernon Road after midnight anymore since the experience.

Other taxi drivers have also picked up the mother with a child but had different experiences with her. Some would realise immediately after she came aboard that she was a ghost, some would not even notice anything strange until they smelt a sweet scent – then on, a cool head is very necessary.

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The Other Woman

2011-01-28T13:55:00.001+08:00

This story was an enigma when it happened. I was a little boy of four. At that age, everything seemed nothing more than just what met the eye. I didn’t think much about this story and even stopped analysing it because I only knew half of it. Then one day, I had the opportunity to understand and put the enigma to sleep.

You see, my family and I used to live in a kampong (a Malay village) somewhere in Singapore. This was way back in the year 1964. Our house was made with wood and the doors were creaky.

Every night, for a month or so before my mother died mysteriously, a pretty woman would visit my parents. This was at bedtime, I remember, because I'd be lying in my bed when I'd hear the front door creak open. The woman would walk by me, smile and go into my parent’s room. As soon as she'd be in there, my parents would start to argue and fight. I remember dreading the fights but unfortunately, they became very regular and I got used to it. The strange thing was, I wouldn't hear the woman’s voice at all during the entire squabble.

After some time, the woman would come out of the room and just as she does, the squabble would immediately end. She would then sit by my bed. She’d just look at me with a beautiful smile on her face. I’d feel very calm and happy whenever she was there.

One day, mysteriously, my mother died. I remember not being able to sleep and cried often. What I realized much later, sadly, was that it wasn’t for my mother alone that I was crying, but for the mysterious woman as well, who stopped coming by altogether.

As we know, time is the best healer. I got used to not having both women in my life.

Then, my father died – also mysteriously. One day he was well and the next, he never got out of bed. It was the saddest day of my life. I was distraught and felt miserable. We went to live with our aunt: my 8 years brother, my 6 years old sister and myself.

Years passed and all was progressing fine. Then one night, I had a dreadful dream. My father was on his bicycle and riding away. My brother, sister and I were crying and running after him. We were calling on him to stop but he just rode away, leaving us all alone and confused. I woke up feeling very sad and angry.

That morning, after the dream, a distant uncle from Penang visited us. He brought a suitcase that belonged to my late father. In the suitcase, I found something that stunned me – it was a picture of my father with a very pretty young woman. That young woman was the same woman who visited me by my bedside in my younger years. I could never forget her face.

My uncle told me that she was my father’s first love and that I was her son. My father had made her pregnant then offered to marry her but her family disapproved of him and almost killed him. He was beaten up to the point of near death. He was in the hospital for three months.

As for her, she wasn’t allowed to be seen in public until the baby, me, was born. One day, she appeared at my father’s house when he wasn’t home and left me there with my grandmother.

Some days later, my father received a bad news – she had drowned in the river. It seemed obvious that it was suicide.

After knowing this truth, I became very upset and went into depression. I stopped school soon after and worked as a shop assistant. I was only 12. Gladly, like all pains, time heals but the scars remain.

Thank you for letting me share this story with you.

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The Sinking Grave Stone

2011-01-27T13:14:00.001+08:00

It was a Friday, the day we had to hand up our photography assignment. My friend, Josie, had not done hers, making our teacher very unhappy but he still granted her the weekend to complete her assignment.

Josie was in a tight spot, she had to work on the weekends to pay for her photography lessons, and today was the only day available to her but it was already nearing dusk.

Right after our Friday lesson, I suggested to Josie we shot some grave stones at a nearby cemetery. She was apprehensive at first but relented after a little persuasion, and provided - I accompanied her.

We reached the cemetery just nearing sunset. With the sky darkening every minute, we had to hurry. Josie picked the very first subject she saw, a well weathered stone sculpture of Mary, and began fixing her camera up on the tripod.

While she was busy, I scrutinised the workmanship on Mary. Such dedication, such beauty, yet the artist is totally unknown, I thought. I felt a little depressed and lonely thinking about his life.

Suddenly, I thought I saw the sculpture move - it tipped a little to the left! I felt a sudden chill ran through my spine giving me goose pimples. Fearing freaking out, I denied what I saw. I didn't even tell Josie fearing she would freak out also.

When she finished photographing Mary, we walked around a little more, and Josie shot more grave stones. After spending about 45 minutes at the cemetery, I realised enough was enough. Even though I tried not to think about Mary's tilting figurine, I still sweat about it. I suggested that we got out of there before it got too dark.

Packing up, Josie realised that she was missing an equipment - a 50mm lens. We backtracked until we reached a spot where we found the lens. Sighing with relieve, Josie bent down and picked
it up.

Looking around, we realised that we were at the very spot Josie had shot Mary's figurine earlier. But there was no Mary!

We were puzzled. We knew for certain Josie had not used the lens for the other shoots, so the lens could only have been left behind by Mary's figurine.

We searched frantically for 'Mary' but didn't find her. Rather, in place of her, was a dark patch on the ground. I walked toward it and saw it was a hole! Had Mary sunk? I thought. Then I heard a rusting noise coming from the hole. I leaped back in a start, causing Josie to shriek.

Then, a low rumbling voice belched out from the hole. We didn't make out what he said because Josie had grabbed me by the arm as soon as she heard the voice and pulled me away. We bolted out of there as fast as we could, droping Josie's water bottle in the process.

We were so fear stricken that we didn't talk about it until we got to Josie's house. She made coffee and we just stared at each other in shock.

Oh yes, about the film--All other gravestones were exposed well except Mary! I'm puzzled to this day how, in place of Mary, were totally black frames.

I went back to the cemetery on Monday with some classmates--Mary was still standing at her spot with Josie's water bottle at her feet! I tried to move Mary, but her base was firmly set in the ground.

I don't know what to make of this phenomenon, do you?

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The Serpent

2011-01-24T18:55:00.000+08:00

It was like any ordinary church Sunday. I was in church at 9.00 a.m. I was the pianist for that Sunday and by 8.45am I was already by the church grand piano, dishing out soft music to ‘enhance’ the worship atmosphere.

That day’s service was a special meeting. An American evangelist came to our church to conduct a series of Spiritual training. In short ‘Ghost-busting’. So we were asked to bring all those ‘troubled’ souls to our church for some ‘cleansing’. I could sense the great amount of anticipation and excitement in the air.

Half-way through the praise and worship session, suddenly there was a scream in the middle of the congregation. A teenage girl fell out of her seat and was wriggling on the floor ! She was slithering like a serpent !

Everyone was shocked but they continued singing , pretending nothing had happened because of the Kiasu attitude.

The church pastor , several church elders and the American evangelist came to see what had happened. They were trying to pin her down to stop her from shaking violently.

The girl shrugged off her restrainers with just one swung of her arms.They were all floored. Then she raised herself up like a cobra, swinging her head back and forth and hissing.

There was a general fear among some of those who witness the incident. Some quickly distanced themselves from her and some ran to the back of the congregation.

It was now quite obvious that the girl was demonically-possessed. Or ‘oppressed’ if you are those who could not believe that Christians could be possessed by evil spirits. She screamed “Pastor Morgan, what do you want to do with us !!!”. We were quite surprised she knew his name. Then again, perhaps she had read the brochures given out earlier on.

The pastor approached her face to face in the aisle and asked her,”What is your name, demon?”

“haha, which one are you asking?”

“All of you.”

“We are the seven spirits of the Serpent. You may call us Serpents.”

“Where are you from , Serpents.”

“Ahhhh, we are from the snake farm.”

“What do you want to do with ..” the pastor paused and whispered to the elder beside him. The elder whispered back.

“What do you intend to do with Lisa?”

“we want to torment her,her family and friends and make them afraid.” growled the girl in an almost coarse manly voice.

“No we cannot let you do that because she is a child of God. You will have to leave her and her family and friends alone. You hear?”

“Hahahah make us !!!!!”

The pastor started to speak in ‘tongues’ for 10 minutes. The whole congregation also went into tongues.All the while , the Serpent never ceased doing the cobra stance and hissing and spitting.

Finally, the pastor stopped speaking in tongues.So does everyone. He took his huge bible and said “In the name of Jesus, i command you Spirit of Serpent to leave Lisa right this moment and never to return again!!!”

He whacked the bible on Lisa’s head hard and down she went onto the floor. She passed out. The pastor took some ointment and rubbed it onto her forehead. She came to herself a few minutes later and she was herself again.

Later some of us asked her what had happened. She said that during the service , she suddenly found herself alone in a dark room. She could see nor hear anything. The next thing she knew was she was waking up after smelling the nasty ointment on her nose.

However she was never ever possessed again.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/the-serpent/ )

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House Warming

2011-01-23T09:32:00.000+08:00

My colleague told me this story about her brother’s new house.

Her brother, Desmond had just moved to a nice spacious double-story house at a residential area.

One night his 8-year old daughter came down to the kitchen for a drink. Suddenly the whole house was awaken by her scream. His wife rushed down to the kitchen , just to see her daughter sitting on the floor shivering, frightened and in tears.
When her mother asked her what had happened, the little girl replied that she saw a dark long-haired figure standing in the kitchen. Her mother reassured her that it was all her imagination and nothing more.

The next morning, the mother went upstairs to the bed-ridden mom-in-law’s room. The 65-year old grandma,who recently lost her mobility due to a heart attack, seemed to look past her daughter-in-law when she came to her room bringing breakfast.

“Who are you? Why are u wearing black and have long hair? get out of my room!!” the grandma screamed in obvious fear.

Her daughter-in-law was very puzzled and afraid.

That following wee hours of the morning, at about 1 am, the husband went downstairs to the kitchen after hearing some strange noises. He found the lights were turned on and the back door was open. He was sure he had locked the doors and switched off the lights.

He decided to call a pastor to pray over his house later in the day.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/new-house/ )

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Baby Girl or Baby Boy?

2011-01-22T12:53:00.000+08:00

Ancient Chinese Imperial Pregnancy Calender

Singapore's Total fertility Rate has drops to record low of 1.16. Why no babies in Singapore? Is it true? NO! The truth is Total Abortion Rate has increase. Total Underage Pregnancy Rate has increase. Many highly educated couples deciding not to join the parenthood community. Single females populations has increase throughout the years. Some married couples spent more than SGD$50K seeking medical aids to get pregnant, their prayers were not answered. Some families wished for a boy but they have more than four girls as addition members to their family. Being able to be conceived, pregnant with baby boy or baby girls, all are pre-determined, hereby we normally hear elderly said “This is fate!” Can we change our FATE? NO and YES! No one is supposed to change his or her fate, as it was written when one is born. However, as the child grows up, what he had done may change his written fate indirectly. Of cause more good deeds done may change a poorer fate for better. In the Ancient China, there is a Imperial Pregnancy Calender, this was used by the eunuch to determine the possibility of the sex of the baby should the concubine be conceived after a night spent with the emperor. Often only baby boys will not be aborted. However, this calender was not to be used for first wife of emperor, the first chosen wife of emperor often turn out to be a close cousin of emperor.
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Red House

2011-01-21T09:16:00.000+08:00

Well this happened around 2 months ago. At that time, our exams had just ended and me and my friends were kinda bored, we were hanging around at downtown east and one of my friends suggested that we visited the well known red house. It was around 3pm in the afternoon.
After a long walk lead by my friend, we reached the old fashioned house. According to my friend, we were supposed to go into the house in pairs. There were 10 of us and 3 decided to stay out as they were having their period and were considered unclean. But one of them, sha decided to go into the house in the end to make the group equal.
While walking in the around the front compound, sha stopped and grabbed onto my friend KiKi’s hand tightly and whispered to her, “We must go out of here.” Sha and KiKi made their way out while the rest of us wandered round the compound. 4 of us went into the house(blk A) and the others stayed outside~ Then my hand phone rang. It was kiki. She told us that something was wrong with sha and we all quickly went out forgetting to close the gate.
We went out and saw the gers around 200m away from the house, sha was squatting on the floor with a weird look on her face while the others crowd around her asking her whether she was alright. She said nothing and we tried to pick her up as we wanted to get out of the place but sha was weak, she could not even stand, finally she can walk properly but then, she started laughing, we were afraid, she told us that the ‘ghost’ told her that ‘it’ liked us… We were pretty freaked out by then, so, we decided to seek help from the neighbors~ Luckily a kind lady(Auntie Jo) helped us~She prayed with us and warned us not to go back to the house as she herself also heard stories about it. She told us about this bomoh who practices black magic there and the encounters which her nephews had there.
After about 1/2 hour, we walked all the way back to downtown east and sat sown at KFC where sha told us her story. She said that she saw a dark face staring at her and smiling at her at blk B which was facing block A.
The next day at school, sha said that she is still feeling weird at that she had tried to seek help from her grandfather who later told her that she might be followed by a spirit that she encountered at the Red House. She told us that she is starting to see the black face and other black figures around the school, strangely, another one of my friends, cher also started to see these figures~We wanted to dismiss these as our imaginations but sha and cher were seeing the exact same kind of figures at the exact same time and spot!
Soon, some guys in the school got to know about it and told us that by leaving the gate open, the ’spirits’ will follow us out and that we must go back to the house to ‘return’ the ’spirits’ back. They boys decided to go back to the house with us. This time, we were armed with torches, video recorders and tape recorders. It was in the afternoon.
We went back to the house with about 14 people with us, Cher was late, so, we decided to go to the house first and meet her there. We explored around compound, then sha who was with us, suddenly squatted down and cried and about a split minute later, cher ran into the compound crying and screaming that the black figures were following her, everywhere she go, even in the bus! Both sha and cher huddled and cried, then, they summoned up the courage to go into blk A to ‘return’ the ’spirits’. Reluctently, screaming at the unseen ‘thing’ and sobbing, they ran into the house. Finally, they came out and quickly went out of the compund while the guys explored the inside of blk A.
After around 1/2hour or so, the guys came out of the compound and after about 1km away from the house, a guy told us that he saw a white ‘thing’ flew past him. We rewinded the tape and we heard some strange music playing and a scream in the background but at that time when the boys were in the house, no one else was around and all was silent. Sadly, the video cam had no battery~ thinking that we heard wrongly, we went to a friend’s home to re-play the tape, we put it into the hi-fi set and turned on the volume really loud, weird enough, the music and scream was there and all of us there heard it, we were afraid.
At school the next day, the tape was the talk of the class and people wanted to hear it and all of them heard the unknown music and scream. Worse of all, sha and cher were still seeing the black figures, it was then known that they should return the “thing” to where they first saw it, which is blk B. For the third time, we went back to the house. This time, we forced them into the correct blk and finally things were fine. While walking back, sha laughed to herself and told us that the ‘thing’ said that ‘it’ was starting to like all of us cause we went back to visit it so many times. After this incident, we decided never to go back to the house again. We were scared enough.
The last time i went back there, there were contractors around and new pipes and lighting were placed in the house. I wonder what is going to happened to the house. The guys went back too, they took some pictures and stuff but in the pictures, the house seemed quite normal but inside my heart, i know that the house is a place where strange things happen.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/red-house/ )

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Anyone Awake?

2011-01-20T17:00:00.000+08:00

Is it great to serve your country unwillingly and go through punishment,endurance,embarassment,stress with little pay?? It isn’t great at all but we will be rich with first hand experience,memories and stories. Later on in life,we will share our stories with friends and families. The truth is,we feel like men during these occasions.
I always thought CDA will be more haunted than Jalan Bahar. 3 months there,nothing. Didn’t hear,see,feel or sense anything at all. I guess without the harsh training and tight discipline,that place would be like a resort for me. Before moving to CDA,our last few weeks at Jalan Bahar,me and my bunkmates shared our experienced. As it turns out,we had a couple of stories to be told. We just acted dumb all these while so as not to frightened anyone.
My experienced happened in the early hours in the morning as we were all fast asleep. 2 of my bunkmates had already moved to CDA for their ERS course. So we had 2 empty beds and lockers in our bunk. I’ve changed my bed to the one that is nearest to the window,the last bed of that bunk. Facing my bed is the kitchen wall. It is a double deck bed and i slept on top. It was joined by another bed on the left. The bed beside and below me is empty. The bed diagonally below me is occupied by my other bunkmate. The guy beside him preferred to sleep in another bunk. 2 beds below and on top is occupied by 1 person.It felt as though we had lost 3 instead of 2 bunkmates in the end.
I was sleeping facing the window when i woke up abruptly. Not sure why. But maybe to hear my bunkmate that was sleeping below me on the other bed woke up too. The low noise that i heard him making was enough to make me figure out that he was putting on his slippers,got up and make his way to the entrance of the kitchen. I thought he must be going to the bathroom to ease himself. A normal thing for us as almost everybody did the same thing in the middle of the night or early hours in the morning. We had gone through the water parade before lights off.
Just as the walking slippers had make it’s way to the entrance of the kitchen,it stopped there. I was waiting for him to switch on the bathroom and kitchen lights. It was impossible for anyone to walk through the kitchen and to the bathroom and ease oneself without any lights on. It’s too dark for anyone to do so. But as i waited for a few seconds more,the sound just stop there and then. Thinking maybe he needed some help,i turned around and first look down to see wether it was him or my other bunkmate that was sleeping nearest to him that had just woke and got up to ease himself.
My my what a surprised. More like a shocked. Everybody including my bunkmate that was sleeping below me was all in bed sleeping. Did i dreamt it or he walk back to his bed instead and continued sleeping? But i didn’t heard anymore foosteps. Feeling uneasy,i just turned around and tried to go back to sleep.Just as i closed my eyes,i felt someone climbed to the empty bed beside me. As a brave and fearless man that i am not,i covered myself with my blanket untill i fall back to sleep.
While we were sharing our stories,my bunkmates and i agreed that we all need the lights to go through the kitchen and bathroom during that period of times. And yes,we had experienced strange encounters before lights off and while the building was still alive with recruits passing by to passed the time while waiting for water parade. If you had served your national service at Jalan Bahar you know what i meant. I’ll submit that story soon.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/did-anyone-wake-up/ )

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Pontianak Movie 4D

2011-01-19T10:14:00.000+08:00

This story may sound a bit silly, a bit lame even, but I swear it is true!

My friends and I had decided to watch a movie at the Mall. The movie was “Pontianak Harum Sundal Malam”. Its quite a new movie, maybe you’ve heard of it?

Anyway, the Mall (yes, that’s the name of the shopping complex. Imaginative huh?) is built right in the middle of the a busy commercial district, the town center you might call it. Its brand new, completed just this year, and as far as I know, no supernatural going-ons have happened in the area.

Anyway, as I was saying, we were watching the “Pontianak” movie, the late night showing. I happened to be at the end furthest from the aisle. The few seats from mine to the wall were all empty.

In the middle of watching the movie, my neck felt stiff. You know how that feels right, after staring up at the movie for quite a while? So I stretched out, turning my neck from side-to-side to get rid of the stiffness.

To my shock, the empty seat beside me was no longer empty! There was a lady in a white dress with long black hair sitting there, seemingly absorbed in the movie! I turned bak to the movie, frozen in terror.

I couldn’t stand it anymore and was about to go crying to my friend (who was sitting right beside me but didn’t seem to have seen something strange). I glanced back at the extra person, but she was gone! I went crying to my friend anyway. She didn’t believe me, but didn’t mind switching seats with me. Needless to say, I wasn’t very much interested in watching the movie after that. I mean, who needs a movie when you’ve seen the real thing?
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/pontianak-baby/ )

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Hey You Two! I Am Bored!

2011-01-18T10:38:00.000+08:00

This is a true incident of me and my friend, yen keong. We went to watch movie during the weekend. We went at 11am in the morning and the movie is called ” the ring 2″. To our surprise, we are the only two person in the cinema. Although we are watching a scary movie, i urge yen keong to stay and watch as i am the braver one .

Halfway through the movie, as we are stuffing popcorns into our mouths, the big screen suddenly blinks and shows a well in which a woman dressed in white climbs out of it. Her face was covered by her hair and she was walking towards us. We thought that it was part of the movie and did not feel surprise, but suddenly the ghost start to strip. I ask my yen keong if this is a RA movie and suddenly we heard a sound and it came from that ghost and to our terror, she says “You two over there, come and join me, i’m feeling very bored living in the screen for so many years. Hahaha, come, come” and she starts to move forward and we are shocked as her body is only skeleton.

We ran as fast as our legs could carry without turning our heads back to this hideous sight. After this incident, we fall sick in the same day which lasts for a few days and we vow not to go to that cinema to watch movie again no matter if it is a scary movie or not….

(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/funny-ghost/ )
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The Ancient Chinese Almanac 通书

2011-01-17T08:32:00.000+08:00

通书 The Ancient Chinese Almanac

“通书说今天我不益出门.血光之灾,避” (the almanac says I will meet mishap if I step out of my house)
Witchz: Dare one to use this excuse to skip school lesson or failed in MC begging attempt (lame joke of the day!) ^^
通书 (Tong Shu or Tung Shu) can be found in most households in ancient China. The Ancient Chinese Almanac 通书, a Chinese classical standard reference used for more than 12,000 years for date selection for daily planning. Auspicious date and time especially for wedding couples were often sdetermined after “consulting” 通书. Although 通书 may be used to select auspicious date and time, however, it is a general reference and not to taken too heartily as a “perfect” date to most may not be the case for some. In order to determine the best date and time, the inquirer's 八字 BaZi, the date of birth and time should be taken into consideration. The Chinese Almanac also features variety of information like astrology, moral precepts, palmistry, and many more with Daily Prophecies section being more popular with laymen. Well, it is not really easy to read and understand通书 thanks to yearly calender publisher, simplified version were printed on every page of the daily tear-off calender.

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Japanese Soldier Loves Schooling

2011-01-16T11:23:00.000+08:00

Once, when I was in P4, I had remedial classes at the 3rd floor. One of the naughty boys told us to hide in the toilet. While all of us in the toilet are laughing, a teacher came in. When the teacher was washing her hand, the lights went off. All of us started screaming except me. I thought it was 1 of the girls playing a fool. Then the lights came on again. We started to go out.

Then when we were talking, we heard someone laughing. I thought the teacher we saw in the toilet was the one laughing. Then suddenly we saw the teacher stomping towards us with an agry expression. We were all scared. The teacher scolded us for laughing at her since she slip when she was about to came out. Then i told her we did not laugh, but she still did not believe it. So we just listening to whatever she says. I told my friend what happen and she there was a red ghost in the right hand cubicle while a green ghost ih tne left end cubicle.

My teacher told me this story. Quite a long time ago a teacher made a plan to make up an aerobic class for teachers at 7 in the night. While they were doing aerobics following the teacher on stage, a sort of soldier march out with a knife. All the teachers started running away especially the teacher on the stage and they never made any plans anymore in the night. We realize it was a Japanese soldier.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/haunted-school/ )
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Loyang Secondary School

2011-01-15T19:55:00.000+08:00

This is a true story which happened at Loyang Secondary School new block toilet at level 3. This happened when the new block is being constructed which was around 1999. It was said that when the new block was being built, a contractor who was building the cubicle door, a large piece of metal which is used for the roof fell through the fourth floor and third floor and fell in the toilet. It is said that the ghost of the contractor never got peace as he didn’t finish his work.

Once when a girl named Jenny was going to the toilet, she heard someone repairing the toilet. When she opened the toilet door, she saw a man repairing the toilet cubicle door covered in blood. She was so shocked that she fainted. When she recovered, she couldn’t remember that she entered the toilet. So always remember the incident at the toilet. Pls tell ur friend from Loyang Secondary School ok. So Beware.

(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/ghost-at-the-new-block-toilet/ )
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Cathay Cinema

2011-01-15T12:09:00.000+08:00

Cathay Cinema (Dhoby Ghaut MRT) - This is one of the old cinemas in Singapore. Still standing there. I used to work there, as a projectionist. This was related to me by one of the long services colleague of mine ( 20 yrs! ). There was a movie playing during the 80’s. Some sort of a chinese ghost story, The Haunted Towers. One of the staff decided to play a prank on my colleague. He dressed up in the Pontianak outfit and went to the auditorium. Normally after the m/n show, they need to clean the place and clear the rubbish. my colleague was sweeping between the seats. Suddenly this guy jump on my collegue and scares the balls out of him. (Who wouldn’t be? I’ll be peeing myself). My collegue was of course pissed. The following week, the same show was showing again.

My colleague was on duty again. This time after the show, while sweeping, he thought he saw the guy dress up as the lady walking pass the auditorium entrance. Thinking that he wanted to give a piece of his mind for what he did last week, he chased after him. He called his name and started to scold him for what he did the previous week. Suddenly the ‘lady’ stopped between the staircase separating the stall and circle seats.

My colleague continuosly verbalise ‘the lady’ with colourful language. ‘the ‘lady’ did turned but it’s not the guy that scared him last week. Only then did my colleague realised that the lady had no legs. And the face .. well he was froze to that spot till he passed out. He was on MC for a few days. The best part is that the person that scared him the first time was on leave when it happened.

(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/cathay-cinema-incident/ )
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Haunted Secondary School

2011-01-14T18:56:00.000+08:00

This is my true story.

I live in Woodlands but i study in Yishun. I believe that Yishun is haunted cos I once lived there.

Every nite, there would be some irritating sounds. I study in Nss which is believe to be haunted. There are many ghost stories about my school. It is believe that about 8 years ago, (when the school just started) a girl jumped off from the 3rd level of the school building. We don’t know what actually happened. Her spirit haunts the malay girls in our school once in a year.

On one friday, I was doing my prefect duty where my friends and I heard one girl screaming. She kept shouting that she wants to take revenge. We were all so frightened. The girl is a malay dancer from our school. Her friend who knows some tricks tried to calm her down. Some of us went to hold the girl. After a while, she fainted. She later came back to her senses. I was so scared. This is what happened.

There are still a lots of stories about my sch eg.toilets and the library. The most famous one is the girl who disappeared 8 years ago when she went to the rooftop. (my school got a big clock on the rooftop.) My school seniors told me that she will appear at 12 am everyday. Do you all believe???

(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/haunted-sec-sch/ )
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GV Cinema Plaza Singapura

2011-01-14T09:03:00.000+08:00

On the 7th floor of Plaza Singapura, there used to stand a gynaecological and paediatric clinic. Abortions used to take place there and hence when haunting news came out in the open to the GV cinema that stood there today, immediately readers put a connection on it like how you would with rice and curry.

According to patrons, there is a little girl sitting somewhere near the front row at halls 7 and 10 during the first or the last show where there are fewer people.

Staffs working there apparently needed to find the toys they had placed at the door the previous night. Even taller tales have it that priests had been engaged to perform rituals in the hall.

Projectionist working alone at night had purportedly seen shadows in the cinema after all patrons had left. LifeStyle of Straits Times did an interview with its senior manager and they had refuted the claim. I think for economic reasons, it would be silly to admit it even if the place is indeed haunted, what do you think?
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/gv-cinema-plaza-sing/ )
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Methods For Becoming A Vampire

2011-01-13T11:31:00.000+08:00

屍鬼 ShiKi

METHODS FOR BECOMING A VAMPIRE
Intimate Infection Or The Love Bites:
When a demon infects a mortal in such a way that they bind with the physical body of the creature, they can often pry the soul out of control of the body and permanently remove it. The power of the demon fuels the initial removal of the soul, as well as the first few hours of action. After this, most vampires will require the blood or soul of other conscious beings. Over time the demon will become more efficient at extracting the energy from these sources, and will require less. However initially, the need will be quite great.
This method of infection can also be transmitted to other conscious beings through the sharing of blood. In this way the demon within the initial vampire can multiply itself. The power of the second vampire will be slightly less then its makers, however over time it will also increase. There is also some speculation that when the initial vampire is destroyed, if the demon is eradicated with it, that all of the vampires born of that demon will also be destroyed.
These vampires tend to be the most powerful, and possess the strongest attributes. This is because the energy of the demon fuels the initial transformation, and the first few hours of existence. The demon also helps the body to become accustomed to its new existence, and can synthesize the souls or blood of other creatures, making it a useable source of energy. They also make it easier for the body to tap into telekinetic, psychic, and magical powers, as well as the new physical power within its body.
Virus Infection:
Some viruses can cause a change in the body which destroys it in such a way that the soul fleas, but the physical brain retains some control over the creature's actions. Initially such beings will be extremely weak and may be mistaken for dead. However, if they gain a source of energy, and a way to synthesize it into something they can use, they may be able to cobble together a consciousness. Their energy source may be the blood or souls of humans, or might be some other form of magic or chemical energy.
These vampires are marked by weakness, and a lack of consciousness. They are often compared to zombies, with the main difference being that vampires do not seam to degenerate after the initial change, while zombies are in a constant state of decline.
Psychological Disorder or Mental Illness:
Most common vampires found even in Singapore. In this case a person's physical mind become obsessed with the sensual body to such an extent that it begins to revolt against the creatures inner soul. This is usually a violent struggle, and can be very painful and difficult for the victim. As the “vampires” believed their souls are removed to live like a real vampire. Some cases have been observed where vampires of this type become voracious eaters, others draw their energy from fire, and others use magical means to fuel themselves. One case in Singpaore in the 90s or late 80s. More than 6 children were killed for blood as food for the bomoh with more than 3 “lawful” wives and more than 6 mistress. Hypnotherapy of minimum 12 sessions is required to turn the “vampire” into a non-vampire – De-Vampirized Transformation
Vampire Transformation Spells:
There are many mystical methods which can be used to become a vampire. Vampire Transformation Spell is one of the simplest method. Practice Make Perfect. Newbies may not be successful on first few attempts.

WEAKNESSES OF THE VAMPIRE
The greatest weakness vampire's face is their need for energy, often in the form of blood. Since consuming the blood and souls of conscious beings is generally opposed by the conscious beings themselves, vampires have a constant enemy that they are intrinsically tied to. They can't live with their prey, but they can't live without them.
If a vampire finds a way to synthesize enough energy to survive, they will usually develop a second problem. As a creature increases its ability to take energy from subtle existences such as life, they will become more sensitive to the energy in the world around them. Generally if the vampire becomes good enough at synthesizing energy from blood or souls to survive, they will also become so sensitive to energy that sources such as the sun and fire will be extremely harmful to them. This is why many traditional demon induced vampires, who enjoy instant acclimation to vampirism, also suffer from the inability to go out in daylight. However there can be a convergence point for some vampires where they become so good at synthesizing energy that their power increases faster then their bodies sensitive to light and heat, and they become impervious to them once again.
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Shaw Tower Cinema

2011-01-12T11:41:00.000+08:00

Cinemas are rumoured to be haunted because the fact it is a transitional place. The same as toilets, corridors and storerooms where people don’t spend a lot of time at the place. Of course another criteria is that it must be dark enough for those brothers to lurk comfortably away from the sun. The cinema is dark for perhaps 80% of the time when the lights would be off as movies were being screened.
The below story i’m going to relate to you happened to me about 10 years ago at the famous Shaw Tower Cinema. Then i was doing a 933 movie marathon because it was having a good promotion so i joined my friends eventhough i was extremely tired. It was almost 3am when i went to the ladies alone. I assumed i was the only one in the toilet because i had saw that all doors of the cubicles were not shut. After doing my business, i was looking at the mirror and suddenly i heard the sound of a woman sighing. I then looked around to confirm the entire toilet is empty and i quickly walked out of the toilet. After sitting down for 5 minutes, my friend went to the toile and she came back too. Then i told her ” i have something to tell you but i will tell you after the show finished” and she said ” i also have something to tell you!” So both of us quickly went out and exchange the stories and we were telling each other the exact incident about hearing something and feeling uneasy in the toilet. Spooky!
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/shaw-tower-cinema/ )

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Jurong East Entertainment

2011-01-11T17:08:00.000+08:00

This happened during the December school holiday, my friends and i went out to orchard for fun. we started out in cineleisure, playing pool. My friends suggested to go for a mid-night show, and the rest said ok. we started to see which cinema showing mid-night horror movie. we found out that J.E. entertainment was showing visible secret 1. so immediately we all rushed down. Together with me, there were another 8 of my friends. as we purchased the tickets, we requested to sit in a whole row. the tickets seller sold us the 2nd last row seats. i had no idea whether is coincedent or nothing. Because i took a head count before the show start there were a total of 13 people in the cinema. as you all know 13 is an unlucky number.

During the show, i occasionally took a peak at the seat, and notice that there are more then 13 people in the cinema. but the problem is that during the whole show, there is no other people came in at all. which mean that other then the 13 people orginally, we had companies. furthermore, as the show were showing half way, my friends and i heard noise came from the last row of seat which supposingly is empty. the noise were like the old cinema where people came around checking the tickets and people eating. So i turned back to take a look, the whole row were empty, so where did the noise came from? nobody knew, i confirmed was no from my friends reason was that we didn`t brough any things in to eat. as soon as the show finish, we rushed out and went home. Since then, i never went back there to catch a mid-night show again.
(Source: http://www.hungzai.com/jurong-east/)

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The Vampire Diaries

2011-01-10T14:00:00.002+08:00

The Vmapire Diaries

Fancy on Damon, Annabelle, from the drama [The Vmapire Diaries] and wished to be one of them like Isobel. Wanna be a vampire to be able to Dress To Kill? ^^ Well, Witchz thinks anyone can dress to kill so long you know how to dress your verdict body assets over your weakest link. That is for someone with a pair of short legs, try not to wear long maxi dress as that will only make you appear shorter than taller. Witchz is not tall either standing at only 5ft3” or around 163cm above ground. SO! Since Witchz is not so tall then must try to dress to look like 168cm LOL! This is what we know as Up-Height or UPSize! ^^ (Lame joke of the day!) SO! If you want to be a Vampire just to SUCK BLOOD? I think one do not need to really turns into a vampire to suck blood. Many Blood Suckers can be found in Singapore. Miserable just more 4 million of Singaporeans, we can find at least more than 2 millions Blood Suckers Vampires, 吸血僵尸. OH YES! Witchz like the character 山本一夫(Katsuo Yamamoto) from the Hong Kong Drama [我和僵尸有个约会 My Date With A Vampire] ^^

山本一夫 <<我和僵尸有个约会>>

What are Vampires?
Vampires are born out of a fundamental change which can occur in the physical bodies of creatures which possess a soul. In most mortals the soul is the fundamental source for action, creating the original impulses which eventually become the person's acts. It is also a passage through which the creature can gain a small amount of the infinite power underlying the universe, power which is necessary for the functioning of a self conscious being.
A vampire is born when a mortal creature undergoes a change which causes the sensual physical body to revolt against the soul, usually expelling it, and taking control of the creature. The actions of the being are then controlled by either the remaining physical brain, the remnant of the soul, whatever caused the expelling of the soul, or a conglomerate of these forces. It is this emphasis on the physical body to the exclusion of the soul, which causes many vampires to be obsessively sensual and addicted to their own suddenly intense perceptions.
There are many things which can cause a creature to become a vampire. These include certain forms of intimate demonic possession, various viruses, the casting of spells to become a vampire, or mental disease. Each of these causes has its own peculiar nature, and can result in very different outcomes for the victim.
The change into a vampire is almost always accompanied by physical changes in the creature's body. The most common of these is a removal of the ability to feel pain, and a fundamental change in their perception of the world. These are caused by the sudden lack of soul, which influences the way everything looks and feels. The immortality of the creature comes due to a perceptual change. The body in complete control of itself does not choose to harm itself with entropy, and so stops doing it. However it is the soul which provides a creature with true wisdom and this form of immortality almost always results in major psychological problems. While immortal, eventually almost all vampires end up committing suicide due to the pressure of their own thoughts.
Changes such as an increase in strength, the ability to fly, psychic and telekinetic powers, and magic abilities are fueled by a power source which accompanies the transformation. As such these abilities are dependent on the amount of energy within the being, and will be increased or decreased by this factor.
Energy is a major problem for vampires, who have to fuel a self conscious existence without the benefit of the soul's pathway to the infinite power source. If a demon initiates the change, then their inherent power will fuel the initial act. If the change occurs due to a mental problem, or a mental problem caused by a virus, then the remnants of the soul and the body itself will have to fuel the initial change. This often results in vampires of very low consciousness and power.
Later energies have to come from another source, as even the initial power of a demon can not fuel a conscious being for long. This power is often gained through the drinking of the blood or souls of other self conscious creatures. Unfortunately the drinking of a soul, or soul blood, will only give a creature a limited amount of energy, requiring that the vampire repeat this act on a regular basis to survive.
The need for energy can become an obsession in vampires, overwhelming any sense of control and self they may have once had. If the need becomes too great, it can utterly destroy whatever mind remains in the creature, turning them into a zombie.
Some experiments have been done with plasma, as well as nuclear and subatomic energy sources as a way of fueling vampires. This technology is still in its infancy however, and most of the vampiric test subjects claim that these methods are still too weak to effectively sustain them.
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Are Dragons Real?

2011-01-09T17:58:00.000+08:00

Are Dragons Real?

There are three ways that dragons can exist. The first is symbolically, as an idea or a philosophy.While these can have every bit as much of an impact on the world as a truely monstrouse beast, perhaps even more, it is a less overt, direct exisence.

The second is by definition. On earth there can be found a creature known as the Komodo Dragon. A large dangerouse predator lizard, it has the name dragon, and yet is not considered one in a traditional sense. On other planets, there are many creatures which have evolved with characteristics similar to that of a traditional dragon from human lore. Unfailingly these are categorized by human scientists along various biological features, completely overlooking the obvious similarities these independently occurring species have to one another, and to the traditional dragon. The large, fire breathing, flying lizard, with a penchant for shiney objects known as the sciliopath of Vegii 9 (a newly discovered species which some realities may not yet have knowledge of them yet) is one of the best examples of an undefined dragon. While the need to define things along evolutionary direct biological lines is understandable from a scientific standpoint, it shouldnt stand in the way of a deeper understanding of the reality of the universe, and of the dragon.

Special Note: Recent discovereies have shown that there is a mystical connection which may exist between all of the independently evolved dragons which have appeared on separate planets throughout the universe. This common trait may be a result of these creatures existing on a more subtle spiritual level as transdimensional biengs, that only resurface as biological creatures in our reality. Some indications show that this may even be a trait shared by creatures other then dragons.

The third way dragons can exist is based on a complex understanding of reality. Existence is made up of moments, and each moment has an infinite number of possibilities, each of which can lead to a different universe. Every single one of those universes exists realtive to our own, and can even impact on our own in certain subtle ways. This means that the reality we understand is only one momentary possibility, constantly changing, in an infinitely infinite sea of possibilities. In a truely infinite universe, everything is reality.

In some realities dragons do physically exist. In others, they once did. Along some lines of possibility, a universe where dragons exist, evolved into our current unioverse. In others, our own universe will one day evolve into one in which they exist. This understanding of the universe leaves all possibilities open, and provides us with a wider perspective of the nature of possibility, and the reality of the dragon.

(Source: New Age)
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Missing But Not Lost Bermuda Triangle

2011-01-08T10:37:00.000+08:00

The Witchraft disppeared in the Bermuda Triangle in December 1967. The occupants are considered "missing - but not lost at sea".

On the evening of December 22, 1967, hotel owner Dan Burack and a friend boarded Burack's 23-foot-long cabin cruiser, the Witchcraft in Miami. The purpose of their trip was to travel a short distance off shore to observe the Christmas lights and the Miami skyline. They stopped near Buoy #7 - less than one mile from shore.
Burack was by all accounts an experienced and careful yachtsman. The Witchcraft was equipped with life jackets and floatable seat cushions. Burack also had a flotation device installed in the hull to render the boat "unsinkable" - even if the boat was completely flooded, a part of the hull would remain above the water.
All was well until approximately 9 p.m., when Burack radioed the Coast Guard stating that he had hit something and would need a tow back to the harbour. He did not indicate there was an emergency; one would assume that the rudder or propeller had been damaged in some fashion, but that the hull was still intact. Burack stated that he had flares ready and would fire one to indicate his exact position.
The Coast Guard responded immediately and arrived at the Witchcraft's reported location at approximately 9:20 p.m. No sign of the vessel or its occupants was found. No further message was received; no flares were sent up; no debris or bodies were recovered.
A 1,200 square mile search was started that night. Nearby vessels were asked to be on the lookout for the Witchcraft. When the search was finally called off on December 28 (having covered an area of 24,500 square miles), not a single clue as to what happened had been found.
So, we are left with a vessel that did not sink but also was not recovered. A Coast Guard official stated, "We presume they are missing - but not lost at sea".

(Source: Bermuda Triangle Mystery)
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Sinks Nevada America

2011-01-07T09:51:00.000+08:00

Nevada rivers empty into a series of small lakes which have no visible outlets. These lakes are called sinks because the water just sinks away. It is said that Nevada's sinks were created when the Lord God, having finished two mighty rivers, the Missouri and the Mississippi, decided to make a third river, grander than the others, for Nevada. He made eight smaller rivers which were to be branches for his master river. By then, night had fallen, so God decided to finish his project the next day. God tucked the ends of the eight rivers in to keep them safe overnight. But when the next day came, God got busy with other things and forgot all about his master river. The rivers were just left the way they were. The sinks have been there ever since.

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