The phenomena of apparitions, so prevalent in Catholicism....

https://notesandsilence.com/2025/11/10/apparitions/
#zen #silence #prayer #meditation #catholicism #apparitions #miracle #consciousness

#colorado #denver #unitedstates - Molly Brown House Museum: The infamous house of Margaret Brown is haunted, although by whom has not yet been determined. An in. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/molly-brown-house-museum

#apparitions #coldspots #museum #pipesmoke #titanic #victorian

#kewaunee #unitedstates #wisconsin - The Historic Karsten Hotel: This hotel was certified haunted by the Wisconsin Ghost Investigations team in March 2002. They repo. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/the-historic-karsten-hotel

#apparitions #ghosts #hotel #paranormalinvestigation

Prospero, Miranda and Ariel, from "The Tempest" (ca. 1780).

Source: Yale Center for British Art / Wikimedia Commons

https://pdimagearchive.org/images/4a5dbde4-7dd1-41dd-85c1-f4287cd1e0d6

#forests #apparitions #shakespeare #horses #art #publicdomain

FALSE PEAK 7TH SUMMIT

Crowbar, Sunday, December 14 at 04:00 PM GMT+10

Seven years deep and still climbing—False Peak Records is proud to celebrate our seventh summit anniversary with a night of live music, community, and independent spirit. Since day one, we’ve championed boundary-pushing artists and homegrown sounds, and this milestone is all about honoring the journey with the people who made it possible.

Join us as we raise a glass to seven years of DIY grit, local love, and the music that keeps us moving.

TICKETS FROM OZTIX
$20 on the door.

https://brisbane.askapunk.au/event/false-peak-7th-summit

« You're New Around Here, Aren't You ? » 1978

by Bernie Wrightson (American illustrator, 1948-2017)
Illustration from "Apparitions" portfolio, Sal Quartuccio, 1978
14" x 11.25"

#vintagefantasyart #fantasyart #fantasyillustration #berniewrightson #BerniWrightson #Apparitions #Dragon

Apparitions - Volcanic Reality (2025)

https://ensembleapparitions.bandcamp.com/album/volcanic-reality

https://music.youtube.com/playlist?list=OLAK5uy_nCAlMsbCu4ZHnZo4gnDPTZq_0Qd2v5nhA

#music #apparitions #drone #experimental #avantgardemetal #contemporarycomposition #avantgarde #improvisation #houston

Attention ce disque est monstrueusement phénoménal
https://ensembleapparitions.bandcamp.com/album/volcanic-reality
#drone #experimental #avantgarde #doom #impro #apparitions #houston #texas

But I don't know that I agree with these arguments: I Agree with Gavin on Marian Apparitions. https://buff.ly/41ovgyH #Christianity #zeitoun #Mary #apparitions #theology #Catholicism

#missouri #stlouis #unitedstates - Old City Hospital (Now – The Georgian Condominiums): Has been closed since the 1985. Reports of people in the non-boarded windows. Reports of screams nea. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/?p=1159

#apparitions #haunt #hospital #screams #sounds

#alaska #nightmute #unitedstates - Nightmute High School: It is said that there is a little girl roaming and haunting the whole school. Staff members and stud. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/nightmute-high-school

#106 #apparitions #basketball #bathrooms #bounce #classroom #girl #grave #haunt #hum #lights #school

#missouri #stlouis #sunsethills #unitedstates - Lynstone Park: Footsteps through the leaves are heard. Feelings of being watched and reports of apparitions.. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/lynstone-park

#apparitions #footsteps #haunt #park #sound

#oklahoma #unitedstates #woodward - Old Woodward Hospital: Apparitions, sightings, and voices have been reported here.. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/old-woodward-hospital

#apparitions #ghost #haunt #sounds #voices

#georgia #lavonia #unitedstates - Southern Oaks Inn: Footsteps can be heard upstairs in the main house. Several people have also witnessed ghostly appari. . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/southern-oaks-inn

#apparitions #bread #female #flying #furniture #haunt #haunted #haunting #male #moving

#georgia #kennesaw #unitedstates - Kennesaw Mountain: The site of a major civil war battle, many trenches are still visible and people venturing there at . . . Read: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/kennesaw-mountain

#apparitions #cannon #civilwar #fire #haunt #haunted #haunting #night #soldiers

#missouri #springfield #unitedstates - Campus Inn (Previously known as – Bass Country Inn) has been updated. You can read more at the link below: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/campus-inn

#apparition #apparitions #basscountryinn #carl #female #ghost #haunt #haunted #haunting #hotel #howardjohnson #male #motel #general

#missouri #springfield #unitedstates - Campus Inn (Previously – Bass Country Inn): Carl a former shuttle bus person, still haunts the grounds. He has been seen in the kitchen and in t... Read more at the link below: https://hauntedlineage.com/directory/campus-inn

#apparition #apparitions #basscountryinn #carl #female #ghost #haunt #haunted #haunting #hotel #howardjohnson #male #motel #general

#Upcoming This split tape from #MyHeartAnInvertedFlame and #Apparitions of furious sludge metal needs no further explanation! Available via #DeathbombArc, August 16th. https://myheartaninvertedflame.bandcamp.com/album/my-heart-an-inverted-flame-apparitions-split

What fears have you overcome and how?

A few years ago I submitted a real story to one of those true crime/horror podcasts. To this date, I still don’t know if it ended up being used (because there are so many submissions), but I figured this could be a good time to write it down, again.

Today’s writing prompt is about overcoming fears, and how you’ve done it.

I wouldn’t really say I’ve overcome this fear. I’d say I mostly just push it to the back of my mind as much as possible, and that’s just enough to allow me to sleep soundly at night.

But I’m getting too far ahead of myself.

Back in around 2016, or 2017, it was so long ago now I don’t clearly remember which year it happened, but I know it was one of those years–It was the afternoon, I believe, sometime during the end of Summer, or Spring. For whatever reason, I was a little bit tired, and I had the idea in my head at the time to give astral projection a shot. What better time to do that when you feel like you could use a nap?

Made sense to me.

It started when I laid down in my bed. The instructions online said to look onward, and focus on one thing, and then allow yourself to close your eyes and drift off.

I don’t think what happened was astral projection, but it was something that crossed over from whatever state I was in, and into the actual, living, breathing world.

This is going to sound impossible, improbable, but with every bit of seriousness I can muster for you through text: This happened, and I can still see her face.

I remember bits of the dream. I was lying in my bed, covers up to my neck, and I was in a bad state of mind. Something was wrong.

There was a woman in my bedroom with me, and she had long dark-ish hair, a sweater, or long-sleeved shirt of some kind, with jeans, and for unknown reasons, she was attempting to comfort me. Comforting me over … things I still am unsure about.

She climbed up onto my chest, and she placed her hands on me. This wasn’t anything sexual in any sense of the word. This unknown woman sat on my chest as if trying to reach into me. And she told me it was okay, it was all over, and that “they” were all gone.

In my dream, I began to cry. Whatever she was talking about didn’t seem to sit well with me, it was … considerably upsetting. That particular sentence, “They’re all gone.” That’s what shot me out of my sleeping state.

When I opened my eyes, my room was now much darker, with only the illumination of my computer monitor lighting up the surroundings.

And there she was, standing right next to my bed, staring down at me. She looked the same, but somehow darker, different … wrong.

At that moment, I wasn’t terrified. I wasn’t scared. I was … bewildered. Confused. Not exactly how one should react if suddenly you’re thinking or seeing that there’s an intruder in your home.

I pulled off my covers and sat upright in my bed on my knees, and I flicked on the overhead lights. She was still there. I leaned in and attempted to wrap my arms around her, in some kind of effort to apprehend this stranger who was not only standing in my room, but watching me sleep. As if it was interesting, or as if she’d been projecting herself into my mind.

It was then that she turned from me, and while looking back as if I had scared her, she vanished through the closed bedroom door. Like some cliché version of a ghost in cinema who can pass through walls.

I think I sat for a while after all was said and done at my computer, and I let it really sink in as to what happened. That’s when I finally got scared. That was when the terror of the situation actually hit me. A severely delayed reaction for something so utterly strange, and supernatural, that it shouldn’t have happened at all.

I spent about a week restless, unable to sleep properly at night. I started staying up until dawn, and then, and only then, would I crawl into bed and drift into sleep. I was already a bit of a night owl, so this worked out for me. But this event has never left me. Much like the hauntings of the past that I experienced many, many years ago, it just … became a part of me.

Like the ghosts who toyed with me when I was sixteen years old living in a very old house. The child singing lullabies to himself in my closet. The faces in the window to the doorway when we’d leave. The objects moving across the floor in broad daylight.

It all attached itself to my psyche.

When I sleep now, I sleep with my bed against the wall. I keep a cover over myself right up to my head, and I don’t tend to concentrate too hard on what’s going on when I’m trying to get what I need, so that I can go to work the next day.

But I still think about it. I still see her there at the side of my bed, looking down at me, as if it never ended. As if it’s still happening.

And I don’t know why it happened, or who she even was. I don’t know if I want to know.

If, after reading this, you’re thinking I’ve written you some kind of little piece of flash fiction–I haven’t. This is something that happened to me in the real world, as we live and breathe. And I have no explanation for it.

If you’ve ever listening to my music, this one event is what fueled me when I put this song together.

https://cmdr-nova.online/2024/06/03/the-unknown-one/

#apparitions #dailyprompt #dailyprompt1957 #fear #supernatural