a reply to: Kantzveldt
Funny. In a weird sense. My Grandmother came from Austria while under French Regime.
She used to say that Indo Europeans were akin to Native Aboriginal Americans in both Canada and the USA.
Which she got from her Chinese Mother-In-Law who married an Austrian Man who had lived in the Ukraine, whose Mother had been Mongolian. My Father's
My Father's Chinese Grand-Mother would call her Mongolian Mother-In-Law a," Stupid European Indian." Meaning, " Stupid European Native
My Grand-Mother, Austrian under French Rule, had also known and understood Germaic, and Gailic.
Some of what is in 1st post, seems a mixture of Germaic & Gaelic.
My Austrian Grand-Mother also held the belief that there were non humans amongst Austria, Germany, Ireland and Scotland.
To her, Aboriginal Native Scottsmen mostly, to be more presicise.
She would tell me she believed some of the above mixtures also immigrated to Canada and the USA and lived amongst the Aboriginal Native Canadians and
Whom still hold the beliefs of Shift Shapers .
To my Austrian Grand-Mother, Shape Shifters were," Stupid Aboriginal Native Europeans." Of which that belief came was from her Chinese
So she would always tell me to carry a pure silver pin that could be hid in clothing cuffs or hems where they would be unoticable, easily accessible
and not usually pricking the wearer.
The purpose for that, was the idea that if one of the non human originally Aboriginal European Natives, would come to one's window, door or
approaching a human at night, one would be able to quickly grab the pin and poke the beings with canines and retstore their humanity until help
arrived or they'd go away confused.
She passed, but I'd seen a few Weirwolf movies at the Theater with my now late Father. ( Scared my now late Mom ).
He'd say he thought the Weirwolves were akin to the non humans his Mother & Paternal Grand-Mother had believed in.
Stranger yet, my late Mother's Paternal Grand-Father, was from Paris who'd married a Roma Italian/Jewish Woman who followed Roma Italian customs and
of Roman Catholic Faith.
My Maternal Grand-Mother's Father was from England and married a woman from the USA. This woman, my Great Maternal-Grand-Moher's Mother was the
Daughter of a French Man and Wife from France. She kept having Children from an African Slave on their Plantation.
Her patents sent the children, who looked African in any way, to an
Aunt and Uncle in Canada. They kept the children who looked white. Until they gave permission to her French Mother and African Father to marry in a
quiet clandestine ceromony in Canada with their promise to remain in Canada and never return to the USA.
My Maternal Great -Grand-Mother would always call down my Paternal Great-Grand-Father's wife. Calling her a Savases Inhuman Stupid European
Kind of funny because when my Paternal Great Grand-Mother passed young, as did my Maternal Great-Grand-Father, & Paternal Great-Grand-Father, married
So my Maternal Grand-Mother AND Grand-Father, both used to tell myself and the rest of their Grand-Childred + ++++. ( +'s meaning Great, etc.)
To wear pins, broach pins, lapel pins, hat pins, cardigian pins, bollero pins and sewing or whatever pins that were pure silver, in fashion or hidden,
as well as a fairly high salt intake or pouches with rock salt to use against Vampiric, Animalistic, Savage Stupid Aboriginal Nativives. Who we might
not recognize as being such, inserting themselves into our lives as friends in case they turned on us, so that we could poke them, and when they
opened their mouths to yelp in surprise, get a rock salt in their mouths quickly so heir fangs would retract, and we'd have time to get away, the next
day getting a Roman Catholic Priest or Bishop or not joking, a Shaman, to ward us and our homes.
I mostly lived with either Grand-Parents so I had to wear the pins, or wear the pins and have a small rock salt pouch.
We HAD to ALWAYS wear crosses or our Rosaries. And were never allowed outside at night during full moons. Especially if they looked a bit red or
I am happy to say neither of my late parents believed any of that , nor did I.
There was Romainian on both sides bloodlines somewhere. So both sets of my Grand-Parent's also believed in Evil Sorrcerors and Evil Wizards, male and
female versions of, yet my Grand-Mothers and Great-Grand-Mothers were thought to be Witches but the good kind.
Both sets of my Grand-Parents and my late Father could surprisingly speak 7 or more languages as well as read and write them.
A lot of what you put up.... I am somehow a bit familiar with.
Even the so called non existing languages.
Georgio from AA would probably say it was all E.T Alien retated or Mary Ellen Guiley would say they were Djinn related although some of my late
Parent's Friends were Irish, Scottish, or Celtic immigrants. They believed my Mother's family roots had Elven blood lines and that my Father's family
had Fairy blood lines, given the pointed ears from my late Mother's side and the slanted eyes on my late Father's side. ( The mixed heritages )
ALL THAT, was to inform you that I believe you are onto something real, but that maybe there are logical explanations that may or could be just
mythologies or long passed down beliefs to try and explain our ancestor's unexplainable occurrances or to frighten children into behaving, later down
the lines, misconstrued as reality. But that is just imo.
Also, I know a lot of past psych patients of whom tried acting as such and making up coded letters, poems, etc for each other so we, the medical staff
would not understand. Also a common thing between a lot of siblings sometimes along with close cousins.
( Funny: Although it hurt my feelings, I had to laugh when visiting my Maternal Grand-Parents one winter early evening, already dark, I had had
severe Anemia. As well as a necklace of hickies from a boyfriend who HAD to visibly mark what he thought of as his. And for some unknown reason,
angle or w/e, when I bent down to give them the customary goodbye hugs and kisses, they recoiled. I was hurt and puzzled. Asked why. They said b/c
I looked white as if I had my face in flour, that my eyes, [ So high from hashese. ], looked reddish and glowy, the obvious marks on my neck as they
had never liked that boyfriend, and for w/e reason, my reflection wasn't showing on the windows as usual. Only my hair and clothed areas. Lmao! )
I am usually good at decoding scripts. Also called a natural born Witch since I was six and made a BAD wish that occurred exactly as I wished it.
Small Villiage mentality.....Though I've never wished bad since lol!
Just saying..... A new aspect could be looked at....
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2015 06:00:28 -0500 by StormyStars because: Tied to correct errors but keys are sticking badly....I trièd tho ☺