I know there are similar threads out there that deal with more specialized types of encounters, but I thought having a thread that's more of a catch
all for many different types of unusual encounters, would be useful to the community.
An article I'd read recently by author Greg Taylor, which concerns extreme similarities in the auditory elements of many types of unrelated
experiences (from NDEs, to abductions, to biblical accounts, etc), which was published in Dark Lore Volume I, inspired me to create this thread.
Hopefully having many different types of experiences herein will allow for some sort of greater insight.
To start things off, I have two bizarre experience from when I was a kid that I'd like to share.
For my first experience, I remember lounging on the living room couch late one night with my older step brother, it was the weekend, and we'd kept
each other up postulating on whatever it is 7 and 9 year olds think about. The house we lived in at the time had huge bay windows in the living room,
and while annoying during the daytime, due to the blinding sun that would shine in all day, at night they functioned as a great observatory of sorts.
We had been staring up out the windows, as the couch we were laying on was directly below them, when out of nowhere, a blinding series of red lights
shone in from above (I can clearly recall the lights being laid out in a horizontal pattern, with perhaps four or five of them in total), coloring the
room a deep crimson color. I can't remember much beyond this, other than the lights shifting from deep red to blinding white, then nothing.
I also recall me and my stepbrother speaking of this experience a couple of days later, but in hushed tones, like we thought the other might think we
were crazy if we mentioned it. We then didn't speak of it for many many years, when I was perhaps 14 or so. I've always wondered if something more
happened that night, but I draw a complete blank anytime I try and remember past the portion where the red lights went white.
As an aside, when I first heard of Flying Triangles a while back, I was a bit taken aback. They instantly resonated with me on some bizarre level, as
if they were intrinsically linked with my experience. The feeling is very hard to explain, and while it fails to fully express how I feel, I suppose
'familiar' is the best way to describe them.
My second experience is from a couple years after my run in with the bright red/white lights (I was 9 or 10 when this occurred, by my estimation). It
was the middle of the night, and I believe I was originally awoken because I had to use the bathroom, but almost immediately thereafter I was overcome
by an overwhelming urge. What was this urge you might ask? To make sure a kitten I had was safe, and in the house (although there was no logical
reason or evidence to suggest that he'd gotten out). This compulsion was so strong that I rushed out of my parent's home in a nightshirt and socks,
and into the bitter October night.
It was very overcast and quiet, and I only felt half conscious of my actions and couldn't fully understand why I was taking them. Nothing seemed to
matter beyond my goal, which I could only vaguely remember by the time I'd shuffled to the top of the hill our house was situated at the bottom of.
I can next remember hearing, and subsequently seeing an owl that was perched on a large shrub at eye level, the bird screeched loudly and then flew
off in a wild manner. I also have vague memories of seeing different parts of the adjoining neighborhoods, as if I'd stumbled all around, looking for
whatever it was I'd lost (although by then I had absolutely no idea what I was looking for).
The next thing I remember, after the vague snapshots of being in semi-familiar places, is walking back into my house, the anxiety that drove my
compulsion utterly spent, and that it was sometime after 4 am according to the oven clock. I am convinced that I last looked at the clock sometime
around 2:30 am, when I'd stumbled out of the house. I also remember, right after coming into the house, that I was more lucid. I then stepped back out
onto the porch to stare at my dewy footprints on the sidewalk, because I almost didn't comprehend, or understand, why I'd been outside. The last thing
I remember about this experience is my cat coming out from under the table to greet me as I walked back into the kitchen, this was somehow the worst
Thinking back on it, the area I remember being most strongly drawn to, the one with the owl, should have taken me less than 5 minutes to walk to, if I
was taking it slow. I believe something more than I can remember happened at this location, as I recall something out of place and inherently 'wrong'
scaring the owl, and I get the feeling of other 'somethings' being present when I think back on this particular portion of the experience.
Thanks for reading, any feedback is welcome and appreciated. I hope this thread can become a repository for many other unexplainable experiences. It's
way later then when I planned to go to bed though, so night all
edit on 8-3-2011 by Demiwatt because: Grammar