I Have an Obsession with the Paranormal

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(Continuation from previous post)

The following events that I’m about to describe might be frightening or unsettling to others. This is a warning for readers who scare easily: reader discretion is advised. I will put it out there that no one was seriously injured during this expedition. It has been many years since we went on that hike in the dead of night, searching for lonesome ghosts. There were some things that happened between Joe, Kevin, and myself. I do not personally have any grudges or anything like that with them. I do not condone what they have done… at least I am 99% sure that what happened was their doing. Anyway, back to the story.

Joe, Kevin, and I stood upon the entrance of an old hiking trail. The moment that the light of the flashlights illuminated the trail, a plethora of dancing dust particles appeared. Every step we took on that path felt like it lasted a century. The lights from the flashlights being rotated from side to side made shadows contort into unnatural forms. I swear to god that forest was unnaturally quiet that night. Not a single cricket, frog, or breeze could be heard. It was just so dead out there…. I swear that I could see figures and random pairs of glowing eyes appear out of the corners of my eyes every few moments. All of us were just as quiet as the forest for the first 20 minutes of our hike. Thankfully there wasn’t too much overgrowth that we had to weave and wobble through.

“How much further away is this haunted cemetery-church thing?” I whispered.

“Well according to the map, we are only about 5-10 minutes away from the church and cemetery.” Joe pulled out his map and pointed at a red dot which marked the spot of the dreaded place of interest. “So, we’re right here! Not too much farther boys! Are you excited??”

Kevin was absolutely ecstatic. I have never seen him this excited before about anything. Me however… I could feel my stomach drop to the ground and my whole body began to seize.

“Come on! Let’s go!” Kevin said as he ran ahead on the trail.

“Aw shit.” I muttered to myself.

“Hey hey! Kevin stop! Wait for us!”

Joe and I both ran after Kevin. He was getting so far ahead of us, we couldn’t keep up. The overgrowth was starting to get thicker and the trail was starting to get rougher as we ran.

Suddenly we stumbled through a mass of fallen trees and fell onto the ground. Joe and I both looked up and saw a decrepid gateway to a fence that looked ancient. The church and area surrounding the church was very small. The front of the church had a very small, worn down cemetery. Patches of weeds and crabgrass stuck out from dry earth with about 10 weathered down gravestones sticking out of the ground on both sides. The path leading to the door was made of gravel, dirt, and more weeds. Joe shined the light upwards towards the church steps and a small childlike figure made the heavy wood door swing open and shut within an instant.

“KEVIN! KEVIN GODDAMMIT! COME BACK!” Joe yelled at the top of his lungs. I felt a jolt of realization shoot through my spine. My already racing heart was starting to increase into mach 2 speed. I took the polaroid camera out of the bag, and started taking dozens of pictures. “What are you doing Jacob??? Come on!”

“I’m taking pictures of everything!” I exclaimed.

“Chill out on taking pictures for right now and lets go find Kevin before he get’s himself hurt.”

“Okay.” I immediately put the strap attached to the camera on my shoulder and followed Joe into the church. Like the cemetery, the church was just as small. The walls were made of gray stone and some weird plaster stuff that was peeling off the seams of the bricks. There was a bell tower on the top of the church that held a relatively small brass bell. Joe and I walked up the weathered, sand covered steps. Joe tried to pull on the rusty metal handle of the door, but it wouldn’t budge. It was like as if the door was glued in place.

“Dammit! It won’t open.” I tried to pull the handle with Joe as well. With that, the handle ripped out and broke into several pieces. “Shit shit shit shit shit!!! Kevin! Open the door! This isn’t funny!” I tried to bang on the door as hard as I could, yelling for my idiot brother to open it.

“I don’t get it Joe. My brother doesn’t normally do this.” He looked at me and shrugged.

Suddenly there was a loud whisper from a male’s voice saying, “What are you doing?” 

Joe and I both jumped out of the seat of our pants and shrieked. There was nothing there… “Christ almighty…” he sighed.

We both turned back around and saw the door wide open with Kevin standing in the doorway, white as a ghost. The handle was intact on the door… the same handle that shattered in our hands.

“What the hell man? Kevin? Why did you run off like that?” I went up the stairs and looked at him straight in the eyes. He didn’t move, blink, or say anything. “Kevin?” Joe poked at him and he didn’t budge.

“BOO!” Joe and I both jumped and found ourselves inside the church with Kevin on the front steps, laughing hysterically. “I got you good!”

“What the fuck man? Why did you run off like that?” Joe looked at him in disbelief.

“What are you talking about man? I didn’t run off.” His heavy laughter started to settle.

“Dude, Kevin you yelled ‘let’s go’ after we looked at the map, then you ran off.” I said impatiently.

“I didn’t run off guys! I ducked behind a bush when you guys tripped over the trees that led to the front of the gate, then I snuck up behind you and scared you.”

Joe and I looked at each other then looked back and Kevin.

“You’re joking, right?” Joe said and crossed his arms.

“No? Why do you think I would run off like that? Our parents would beat us into lunch meat if we all went missing.”

All three of us were jolted by a large thump. We turned around, facing the front of the church and saw a large box hit the ground with papers flying all over the place. The box was sitting on top of a book case which was next to the back door.

We walked up to the box that fell on the ground, picked it up, and started to look through the contents of the box. As Joe and Kevin sifted through the papers, I walked around the church and started to take pictures again. The church had several holes in the walls in the front where stained glass would’ve been. The pews were completely caked in dust and the rug we were standing on was covered in holes. The crucixifion statue was a rusty gold color and that too was completely caked in dust.

“Hey Jacob! Come look at these!” Kevin said. “I found some really cool stuff!”

I walked over to the duo and Kevin handed me a large stack of old polaroid photos… or at least I thought they were polaroid. I started gazing at one picture after the other. There were pictures of weddings, family portraits, and other church events like Christmas, Baptisims, and Easter festivities. Each of them had a date written down on the right-hand corner of them. January 17th 1877, January 19th 1877, Februrary 16th 1877, March 1st 1877, and on and on.

“Damn these pictures are old!” I said. “You’re right Kevin. These are really really cool!”

That feeling began to change as I started to look through moreof the photos. There were even photos of funerals and wakes. Heartbroken families dressed in black staring down at a 6 foot hole which held the deceased. Pictures of the ones who once lived were prominant. Men, women, and an oddly high amount of children. Then I noticed something else. There were pictures of family portraits, but one person in every single picture seemed ‘off’. Some of the people who seemed to be ‘off’ were either lying down or proped up on a chair or standing like a manequin.

“Hey… what are these?” Joe walked over to me as Kevin dug through the piles of papers.

“Oh! I know what those are…. they’re um…” Joe began to scratch his chin and look upwards. “I don’t remember…”

I thought it was really odd of Joe to do, but at the time I really didn’t think much of it. I continued to look through the pictures and then helped go through more of the papers with Joe and Kevin.

I wish I could say that this is where the night ended… but it didn’t. The madness continued to reek havok upon us until dawn; but that’s a post for another day.

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My Favorite Quotes From Metal Songs

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Believe it or not, I really love Metal. I started to listen to Metal when I was in High School and ever since then, I was hooked. Metal-core, Nu-metal, Melodic metal, Death metal, Djent, etc you name it. However, I’m very picky choosy about the songs and bands that I listen to, but there are quite a few songs that grab my attention. I just wanted to share some of my favorite quotes from some of my favorite metal songs. Believe it or not, maybe you might find some insight from some of these song quotes.

  1.  “We make this world worth saving, are you prepared to believe? Kill everything that kills you, live long and die for me.” -Slipknot, Sarcastrophe
  2.       “I left behind this little fact; you cannot kill what you did not create.” -Slipknot, Duality
  3.        “Have faith and you won’t be left behind.” -Veil of Maya, Aeris
  4.        “All my life, I’ve been waiting for something that never came, it never came. But I’ll keep saying. All my life, I’ve been searching for something, to break these chains, to break these chains. And I’ll keep swinging.” -The Ghost Inside, Engine 45
  5.       “I won’t wear the crown of thorns. I won’t wear the mask of Judas. I’ll never be what you want me to be. You’ll never see the beauty I see.” -Bleeding Through, Number Seven With a Bullet
  6.        “I won’t break, not today. I won’t break, not today. Dead like me. Dead like me.”- Bleeding Through, Dead Like Me
  7.        “I’m holding on to a fairytale, we’re moving forward but we’re not there yet.” -A Day to Remember, Homesick. 
  8.        “God help those who help themselves, and forget about everyone else. You lost your nerve, you missed the point. God help those with open hands, may they never feel burden again. Yeah I’ll stand up for those who can’t. I’ll close the distance.” -A Day to Remember, Sometimes You’re the Hammer, Sometimes You’re the Nail
  9. “Burn me alive. If you feel that’s justified. I need more than faith, to see you on the other side, the other side.” -A Day to Remember, Justified
  10. “I’ve done this on my own. And I don’t care what you do to me, I won’t hand over, I won’t hand over what is mine. I’ve done this for too long, to let you take it away from me,It’s too late to stop me ‘Cause I refuse. I refuse… to die. I refuse to die!” -Stonesour, Hell & Consequences

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Long Time No See

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Hey everyone! I just wanted to say hello and I’m hoping that all is well!! I have had my head in the sand, (well more like books) with school lately. Finals are coming up next week (Thank god). After Wednesday I will be going on summer break! I really do appreciate all of the love and support that everyone has been giving me lately. 

Also, a very very very BIG thank you to those who continue to stick by me during this adventure. =3 Soon I will have my head out of the sand (books) and will be bringing more content to you soon! 

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Skin and Night Crawlers

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Passing through spaces, looking through faces, digging into minds forcing them to lose all traces. 

We are real, your dreams are surreal. Sucking your energy dry never loses its appeal.

Once I get my fill I immediately look for more. I will drain you from your skin to your inner core. 

I feed off your fear, I feed off your sadness. You will spiral down into pure madness.

The truth is there is more than one of me. The best part is, you’ll eventually see the others, but first I will make you see me.

I’m in the shadows, the corners, behind doors, windows… I’m everywhere. I hope that tonight you are up for a good scare.

I take the form you fear the most. I will follow you everywhere, even from coast to coast.

Oh, and one more thing, I can see you, but can you see me?

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I Have an Obsession With The Paranormal (Especially Post-Mortem Pictures)

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First post: January 17th 2018

           Hey everyone, my name is Jacob Norison. I am 19 years of age (almost 20) and I;m from Iowa. I am obsessed with everything and anything paranormal. I love paranormal pictures, documentaries, books, YouTube videos, TV shows, movies, and everything relating to it. 

          So, basically I have had this crazy obsession since I was maybe about 5 or 6 years of age. I got it from my parents who also love the paranormal. My mom is a History teacher at one of the local high schools. My dad does a little bit of everything. He’s part of an group of people who study paranormal as a living. They travel around the globe to uncover ancient relics from the past. Their mission is to prove that the paranormal really exists. Like my mom, he’s also a History teacher, but he works at a Iowa State University. Both of my parents are heroes to me. They love me dearly and support me in every way possible. They are more than my parents, they are my best friends too. Most people around my age probably wouldn’t be as attached to their parents the same way I am.

         So, you might be wondering why all of this is relevant, right? Well, I decided to create my own website through WordPress and thought I would share stuff about myself and my interests to see if anyone has the same interests as me. I hope that maybe one day I can make my own professional paranormal research group. So yeah! There will be more posts and stuff coming up soon. I’m going to be traveling within the next 3 days with my Dad and his paranormal research group. It’s going to be a blast! I can’t quite say what I’m going to be doing right now, I’ll post more info about it soon though. Gotta headoutskis, peace!

-Jacob

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Second post: January 22nd 2018

                  I just got back from my trip late last night and man I am so tired! I was far too tired to post anything last night and fell asleep as my head hit the pillow. Anyway, I found some pretty cool stuff on the little paranormal exhibition with my dad and his group. We traveled about 12 1/2 – 13 hours away from home to this abandoned set of houses out in the country that the group found. 

                     A few months back, my dad and his group were on the way to visit an old Civil war battle ground which was a popular paranormal hotspot for many. My dad slowly gazed to out the window of the van and saw a few abandoned Victorian style homes on the other side of the ravine which sat on the right side of the road. He pointed it out to the rest of the group and they stopped and pulled over to the side of the road to get a closer look. They took note of the location of these houses and decided they would stop by this place on their way back home. 

              Well… a few months have passed by since my Dad found the abandoned location, and here we are at this really cool and creepy abandoned place in the middle of nowhere and trekking to see if we could find anything paranormal.

            I’m sorry to cut this short, but I gotta get going! I will post more info about this tomorrow. I have all kinds of journal entries, pictures, and other stuff to share! Stay tuned guys, you do not want to miss this!

yours truly, Jacob

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Straight sacred lines turn into cracks in due time.

All the  cracks will crawl straight to me.

They spread as roots from a tree spread into the soil.

Everything the cracks impose is unavoidable.

Going beyond; the cracks betray the line in the sand.

What was once sacred is nothing now.

Washed away from the massive gusts of rain and dust.

This cycle will never change.

The lines can never be filled; the breaks will never be repaired.

The worst has yet to come and I am not prepared.

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Positivity and Funnies- WTF?

Hey! Hey! Hey! What kind of fucketry is this?

I’ll tell you what kind of fucketry this is… well, obviously the best kind of fucketry!

Now let’s get to it.

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It’s kind of hard not to be docile if you can’t see beyond your own warm and cuddly fluff.

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Okie dokie. Fair enough.

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I fucking love nature!!!!!

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What kind of sorcery is this???

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Hey, does anyone know WTF is?

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What? It’s just as innocent as Where’s The Food!

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Who wants to go monster bus trucking???

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This is something you’ll keep in mind when you’re telling your kids about Santa Claus! (AHEM! don’t forget to write this down)

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Aw, it’s not a Where’s The Food tree, nor is it the Wednesday Thursday Friday tree. This tree is a wet blanket!

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I didn’t do it!!!

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Yeah! It’s me, myself, and I!

I hope you enjoyed the funnies! Have a lovely day.

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