reply to post by afraidofthedark
'Afraidofthedark' ... hi and welcome
You've raised some interesting points and what you've suggested appears to have been verfied numerous times by people who've reported seeing
decased loved-ones who've died in accidents, in war, etc.
Some, but not all, appear minus the wounds and other disturbing evidence of their manner of death.
Others however, have appeared complete with such evidence. So we just don't know who makes the decision as to how a ghost will appear to the
I've been wondering (re: some ghosts' non-visible lower limbs) if it's connected with the fact ghosts are no longer 'connected' to the earth
itself. It's said we humans are electro-magnetic. And of course, it's said we're subject to gravity. Maybe the earth 'grounds' living-humans ?
Ghosts however, aren't subject to physical laws, surely ?
As to ghosts' appearance : the ghost who appeared in my locked home (possibly drawn by some of his clothing) looked exactly as he appeared in the
wedding photo which I was shown the next day.
Having no better information to date, I'm tending towards a theory whereby we may act as 'receivers', in much the same way as tv and radio, etc.
Some of us, at least. In other words, it may be that the ghost does not literally 'appear' ... but may transmit its presence in the same way a tv
or radio station transmits data. Our tv and radio are 'tuned' to specific transmissions and 'interpret' those transmissions which in turn are
displayed as lifelike moving images on our tv screen.
Our tv requires to be tuned-in before it can receive the data, otherwise what appears on our tv-screen is fuzzy nothing.
So, it may be that some of us are 'tuned in' and able to interpret data emanating from ghosts --- in other words, some of us see images which are
lifelike representations of a deceased person's appearance.
It may actually be that we're surrounded by ghosts (data) 24/7, but that Nature has tuned us so that 99% of the time, we aren't aware of their
presence. After all, it would be very distracting if we were aware of millions of ghosts. It's sufficiently distracting being surrounded by
millions of living humans, as any city-goer will tell you. Even being in a crowded bus or office can be very stressful for some.
As well, it may be Natural Law that the living interact with the living --- whilst they are themselves living (perhaps .. just a suggestion).
My grandfather was an undertaker and his sons (including my father) assisted him at various times. In my grandfather's case, there were epidemics
(before today's miracle drugs) that sometimes killed half the members in a family. The things my father and grandfather saw would curl your hair.
And it was their firm conviction that the living should steer clear of the spirit world.
I didn't go looking for interaction with ghosts and spirits -- but there's not a lot you can do about it when it happens to you. No point lying and
saying it didn't happen, even if you'd prefer it hadn't. And once it has happened, you naturally seek answers. This is how the vast majority
commence their interest in the paranormal.
Have to dash away now, but mention of my grandfather's trade reminded me of an incident which occurred in 2001. Our offices sat above a mortuary /
funeral home close to the centre of town. To begin with, I wasn't aware of this. Ours was just one of a dozen or so office-suites on the first
floor. Only when exiting via the rear stairs in order to reach the car-parking area, did I notice the big black hearses at the back of the building.
In response to my enquiry, people I worked with told me there was a mortuary beneath us. It didn't bother me. I was busy and told myself mortuaries
are a fact of life like any other, etc.
One day, I received a call from the manager, asking me to go down to the real-estate agents downstairs to collect a key to an empty 'suite'. The
manager was expecting a consignment of computers and needed temporary storage. The estate-agents had apparently offered him the empty suite for that
purpose. My manager asked me to look at the empty suite to see if it would be suitable.
The estate-agent grabbed the key and said he'd show the suite to me. We mounted the usual staircase and he stopped at a doorway I'd passed dozens
of times without noticing it. Estate agent opened the door and waved me through. Without exaggeration, I almost gagged after sticking my head
through the door.
It's important to add that I had absolutely NO preconceived ideas about the suite. There hadn't been time. Just the phone call from my manager,
followed by the agent opening the door. I'd fully expected to simply look into an ordinary room which I'd assumed before the door was opened, would
be suitable for storage for a few days. All I'd intended to look for were damp spots or leaks, which might have affected computers.
Instead, the moment the door was opened for me, it was as if a horrible, unsuspected world had been revealed. I should have been more cautious, but
then what reason did I have to be cautious .. it was just a room.
But it wasn't 'just a room'. Indescribable really. Anything I write will most likely sound an exaggeration. Yet nothing I write could actually
convey the horror. Inside that room was vile. It was immediate. As if dozens of 'people' were 'hanging' there, in space. And as if they
reacted differently. Some seemed to be asking for help. Others were angry, sullen, hostile, brooding. Some seemed to be very old -- been there a
The room was filled with these things, all seeming to be suspended in mid-air. A lot were close to the walls.
I reeled backwards, unsure of what I'd 'seen'. The room was empty, of course. These 'people' weren't really visible. I was 'in two minds' ..
seeing them yet knowing they weren't really visible. The estate agent obviously sensed nothing, although I noticed he didn't step inside. He just
seemed impatient to have it over with.
For a minute or so, I remained there in the doorway, trying to get my bearings. Clearly, it was an empty room .. with some very odd features, such as
a staircase that came up from beneath the floor somewhere .. and ended in mid-air !
I couldn't breathe. Wasn't going to breath in the foul air of that room. The loathsome atmosphere repelled me. But there was an awful
mournfulness as well. I couldn't stand it. Stepped back and gestured for the estate agent to close the door. Thanked him. Went back and phoned
the manager. Told him I'd viewed the room as he asked, etc.
Later, I mentioned the room to someone in the office .. told them what I'd 'seen' and felt. They replied that nothing would get them into that
room and said I should have refused the manager's instruction to go there. Of course, it was then that I was reminded that the empty suite sat
directly above the room in the mortuary where the morticians prepared corpses for burial.
Dramatic though all that sounds, it's reality, isn't it ? We're all going to die and our corpses will mostly end up being 'processed' before
burial. Just a fact of life.
The fact is though, that room above the mortuary did appear to me to be filled with ghosts or spirits. My eyes 'saw' them hanging there in mid-air.
And as someone pointed out to me, the mortuary received many who died homeless, or in accidents (vehicle and drug-related) etc. as well as ordinary
members of the community.
The only thing that explains what I 'saw' and sensed in that empty room is that some of those who died confused, lonely, distraught or in alcholic
or drug induced paranoia, etc. may have 'attached' themselves to the building (the room above their actual corpse) rather than 'move on'.
Can only hope someone helps them.