Dave Nemeyer, fire marshal of the Forest Grove Fire and Rescue in Forest Grove, Oregon, told ABC News that he first learned of the strange noise after a local resident recorded and shared a video of it on the city’s Facebook page
One person describes the noise as the sound of someone needing change their brakes.. Another said that few have heard it and it’s been impossible to find the source, though gas lines and water valves have been ruled out..
If you don’t know already, there have been countless noises like this happening throughout the world. And now the newest addition: Oregon.
First off, if this publishes I will be amazed. It is the fourth time I attempted to write it and publish, but each time there is an error and it will not save or post. Other posts have been published without a problem.
Recall a few days ago when I posted that article about the ‘haunted balloon’ that followed a grieving mom at her son’s funeral? There is still ongoing debate as to whether the floating white balloon was just being guided by wind. Or if it was being guided by a hand beyond the grave.
At the end of the post, I didn’t opine. Paranormal events are only inane until you’re involved with one. I will never want to tell a grieving mother that the message she found comfort in was just useless coincidence.
And then I had a dream. Literally. A dream two nights ago .. Last night, perhaps thinking about this balloon too much, it showed up in my own dream! It floated around me, floated behind me.. At one point I recall in the dream the balloon actually beginning to act very independently and almost in a manner that was not conducive to peaceful activity. It had some sort of agenda, and the events that transpired did not bring me comfort but instead I was led to believe that balloon had a foreboding meaning. As though the white balloon should be avoided, as though it should be ignored to take away its power. And if it comes in contact with you, perhaps you’re next.
Since the dream occurred, I wrote about it four times. I become increasingly frustrated that regardless of what platform I attempted to post this from, it would not work. My iPhone froze up. My computer did the same. I tried on a third party computer and it completely deleted the post. And now finally, I am attempting it from an un-disclosable platform in a last ditch effort to see if it works. I certainly hope it does.. The dream seemed so real. The white balloon’s shadow seemed sinister. I certainly hope in reality it was from a kinder source than it appeared to be during my night terror.
A part of the reason for linking this, mainstream newspapers and reporters rarely praise horror. This movie, however, has been getting widespread attention not only for the scare factor it presents, but also the historical context in which it was created.
Robert Eggers spent lots of time researching and visiting museums. The movie, it’s said, is true history of the time it was created..
And even Stephen King said it was one of the scarier movies he’s seen..
This from the NYTIMES:
The writer and director Robert Eggers, a native of southern New Hampshire, dug deep into New England history for his debut feature, which unnerved audiences at the 2015 Sundance Film Festival and earned the filmmaker the best director prize.
“Growing up in New England, you can’t help but be reminded of its past, with its dilapidated colonial farms and graveyards in the middle of the woods,” Mr. Eggers said by Skype. “I had a very strong idea as a kid about what New England’s mythic past was.”
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In his early research, Mr. Eggers said he found that for many people in the 17th century, the real world and the fairy-tale world were one and the same: To them, witches were a reality. To show how deep a hold the witch had on settlers’ imaginations, Mr. Eggers decided to place viewers in the center of the period, as accurately as he could. He wanted his film to feel like “a Puritan’s nightmare,” he said. But he would have to be creative, working on a modest budget, $3.5 million. Here is a closer look into the detailed research and the handcrafted design that helped bring that nightmare to life onscreen.
Eggers did lots of research before creating the WITCH..
More from the TIMES:
To get a grasp on the thinking and language of the period, Mr. Eggers pored over books, church pamphlets from Cotton Mather, “The Discoverie of Witchcraft” (a 16th-century text that aims to disprove the existence of witches) and various sermons from Puritan ministers. To write the dialogue, he turned to the diaries of John Winthrop, a founder of the Massachusetts Bay Colony, and Samuel Sewall, a judge involved in the Salem witch trials, mainly to better understand the Calvinist worldview.
“Those diaries aren’t necessarily riddled with witch stuff,” he said, “but I tried to capture the Puritan mind-set and get the audience to see how this family would think.”
The movie, besides looking visually amazing, looks incredible.
Two Franciscana dolphins were ripped from the waves near an Argentinan resort last week, then manhandled to shore, where they were passed around a clutching mob seeking cute selfie moments. In the process, at least one of the intelligent, playful cetaceans died from the experience. Franciscana, or La Plata, dolphins are unable to spend as long out of the water as their larger brethren.
“At least one of these dolphins suffered a horrific, traumatic and utterly unnecessary death, for the sake of a few photographs,” a spokesperson from the World Animal Protection group told ABC in Australia, condemning the despicable incident. “This terribly unfortunate event is an example of the casual cruelty people can inflict when they use animals for entertainment purposes.”
And then get this:
After being pet and pawed at by dozens of people, one of the small creatures was found discarded on the beach, its usefulness as a social-media prop at an end. It was left coated in sand and soon died slowly of dehydration..
There were a few people still snapping some last minute photos as the creature lay gasping for its last bits if air before death.
There are a number of societal issues within this article.. commentary on our culture can be made as well.
Feel free to make those.. And the next time you see a life form of any kind gasping for air and grasping for life, perhaps you should intervene before the selfie shot is taken..
This is how the news agency linked reports this information:
Don’t worry, we aren’t about to go extinct like the dinosaurs. That said, a 30-meter wide asteroid will be passing Earth so close early next month that we might be able to see it in the sky, NASA has announced. And it might even hit Earth at some point in 2017.
This is disingenuous.. First of all science news–the real news–is often placed on back burners to lesser important things.. This asteroid, though small, is important. It should not be mocked. We are about to potentially see one of the closest shaves ever. We may see it with out naked eye.. And what do agencies do? Make bad jokes about the dinosaurs becoming extinct along with a snippet sentence that we may be HIT WITH THE SAID ASTEROID during 2017.. Not a laugh matter. The idea of this is all too common as of late. And yet here we are existent on a planet that seems to be in denial that eventually one day a bigger piece of space rock will nail us. We laugh. We regulate to the last story on nightly newscasts…… And yet daggers in soace lurk.
Joy Ganda Vibar-Alamares was grieving for her son Trebby in the Philippines. After the balloon floats in a straight line to her, it changes direction and goes around her back.
There is debate online: A message from beyond the grave or a gust of wind just creating a beautiful coincidence caught on video by the grieving mother’s sister in law?
Debate away. But remember .. When you have a brush with the paranormal, only YOU can decide if it was real or not.
A few months ago I found a surprise gem on Netflix: Pontypool. It’s a good horror movie from 2008 directed by Bruce McDonald and written by Tony Burgess, based on his novel Pontypool Changes Everything.. the movie follows a few radio hosts in a small town where a strange virus begins robbing people of their ability to talk..
I thought of Pontypool today when I saw a very real and frightening headline about a syndrome that is doing the same thing as the unseen force in the horror movie: Robbing people not of memories but their ability to talk. Period..
How scary reality can be.
Read this from the Associated Press on the virus, being reported globally:
WASHINGTON (AP) — A mysterious brain disorder can be confused with early Alzheimer’s disease although it isn’t robbing patients of their memories but of the words to talk about them.
It’s called primary progressive aphasia, and researchers said Sunday they’re finding better ways to diagnose the little-known syndrome. That will help people whose thoughts are lucid but who are verbally locked in to get the right kind of care.
“I’m using a speech device to talk to you,” Robert Voogt of Virginia Beach, Virginia, said by playing a recording from a phone-sized assistive device at a meeting of the American Association for the Advancement of Science. “I have trouble speaking, but I can understand you.”
Even many doctors know little about this rare kind of aphasia, abbreviated PPA, but raising awareness is key to improve care — and because a new study is underway to try to slow the disease by electrically stimulating the affected brain region.
The virus wasn’t discovered until the 1980s. Obviously it has been around for time and studying is being done..
More from the AP;
Now 66, Voogt was diagnosed 10 years ago, with a form of PPA that makes him unable to say words even though he can understand and type them via email, text or his assistive device. He owns a brain-injury rehabilitation center, and knew how to track down a specialist for diagnosis when he first had trouble retrieving words.
Sunday, Voogt patiently answered Hillis’ questions by typing into a device called the MiniTalk, or calling up verbal phrases he’d pre-programmed into it. Asked to say “dog,” Voogt forced out only a garble. But asked what cowboys ride, he typed horses and the device “said” the word.
His form of PPA also impacts grammar so that he has difficulty forming full sentences, Hillis said. Asked to write that’s “it’s a cold day in Washington,” Voogt typed a minute or two and the device’s recorder emitted “cold Washington D.C.”
Voogt typed that he started relying on the device in 2012, but lives independently and travels internationally. But asked how difficult the loss of language is to live with, he typed out a pretty bad rating — 70 percent
Me calling this this Pontypool condition is not meant to be done to mock .. This is actually as disturbing and tragic as the plot of a horror flick..
I am going to add my voice to the countless others already clamoring about King Henry VIII and his famous turkey leg painting that, apparently on this timeline, never was..
A little explanation is in order.
I have written countless times about ‘time sips’ and the Mandela Effect here, here, and here, just to name a few.
The full conundrum can be found on the Mandela Effect website–this website may also spark interest that you will keep reading the rest. Basically, countless people remember seeing this painting with King Henry holding up a giant leg of fowl.. And countless people become shaken when they are realized to be wrong about that very fact. There is no such painting. Nothing in pop culture that resembles the memory we all have.. and nothing which can answer the reason why that very memory includes the same exact details..
I have been searching, for about a year, for something to disprove my proof of the Mandela Effect: This very painting. This entire King Henry issue hit me much harder than anything involving the Berenstain Bears, or even Nelson Mandella himself. As a matter of fact, I always knew Mandella to be alive. At least when I started paying attention to national and foreign news in my early teens in the 1990s..
My son Ayden, age 5 soon, told me that when he was “a kid,” the ‘green light’ was on ‘top of the red light’. That made me laugh.. then a few other events occurred and my personal world was rocked, and figured that my son, saying how the red light changed from his own 1 year old memory, had a time slip.
That is how I arrived to the whole Mandela effect to begin with, along with Starfire Tor on Art Bell and callers to his program saying that they believed Mandela died in prison.
Now back to the subject at hand, or in hand, the turkey leg. I recall exactly what others recall.. a painting. An opulent setting. The grand feast in front of Henry, his eyes were heavy and looking somewhat sad. The turkeyish leg in his right hand, so on the left hand side of the painting. And I also vaguely recall somewhat of a window setting behind him, maybe.
The memories are so much the same as others. And get this.. I recall it being discussed in my 4th or 5th grade social studies class, with all of the kids looking at the painting and chuckling. This would have been in the late 1980s…
Last year during a family breakfast at Friendlys, I used the crayons that my son was given to color to create this quit little picture of what I remembered, so I can show my wife in further detail:
The waitress showed a bit of interest, so I asked her if she recalls that painting with King Henry VIII eating a turkey leg. She chuckled, and said “of course I do, that looks just like it.” Indeed it does..
So it goes back to the idea that we all saw the same thing, or series of things, which formed a similar image in our minds. but why so exact.. Could we all have been this tricked? This mind-warped? Could the same joke thought of Henry eating a giant feast coupled with famous paintings be this able to fool the brain? Why so many pop culture references to a painting that does not exist.. Why does every single person I talk to say they saw this painting? And why is it gone? Disturbing to say the least.
Ending with this quote may be the best:
“I love Bill Clinton. I think we should make him king. I’m talking the red robe, the turkey leg – everything.” Tim McGraw on Bill Clinton in 2014. I wonder if he had his Mandlla Effect hit him yet?
Shazaam did not exist. Shaq did play a genie in a tremendously unmemorable and awful movie. But Sinbad did not..
This is the latest ‘glitch in the matrix’ that even got me. I recall this myself. I remember him in the outfit. I don’t quite remember the name of the film as some others do, but I am very clear on my memory of him being in an awful un-funny movie when I was younger.
All of this is fodder for crowds of people who have a new-found appreciation of the Mandela Effect. Every day.
For those yet unaware, or those who do not quite know the label to call their strange memory lapses or sudden shocks to learn that reality is different from what they thought, it is called the Mandela Effect. There are people–and lots of them including Stafire Tor on an old Art Bell show that somewhat started all of this–that believed Nelson Mandela died in prison in the 1980s. They recall his funeral. They remember the news headlines and nightly news reporting. And they were shocked that he rose to the presidency of South Africa in the 90s. Because, to them, he was long dead.
The time traveler himself!? Mandela!? There are many other ‘glitches’ that so often occur since. You may know of the famous debate: Berenstein Bears or Berenstain? You can self-Google and medicate if you want to be in that debate.
There are countless others piling up on Reddit and other forums. People in large numbers mis-remember things. And somewhat creepy: They remember the same mistaken memory. As though a timeline shift occurred..
I have had personal oddities relative to this subject. Very personal ones that occurred when my father almost died in intensive care in 2013–right around the same exact week that Nelson Mandela died (for the second or first time depending on your memory)..
After a bit of time, you grow used to your memories becoming defunct as timelines alter. I have at least ..
Including last night, when I found out that Sinbad did not appear in the movie dressed like I remember him appearing in a movie.
I asked someone younger in my family if she remembers. Her response? “Who is Sinbad?”
