Eräs kummitustarina USA:sta
Lähetetty: 31 Touko 2008, 09:19
Moron,
Laitanpa tässä erään mielenkiintoisen ja karmivan jutun, jonka sain vuosia sitten hyvältä kaveriltani jenkeistä. Hän on valitettavasti nyt itse poistunut joukostamme.
Sanottakoon, että kertomuksessa mainitut kummitusäänet ovat mulla myös kuunneltavissa.
Äänen laatu on hyvä kaikin puolin.
Kuulisin mielelläni kommentteja tapauksesta.
"Kummitusääniä" olen itsekin tutkinut (mm. 1 suomalainen tapaus, EVP)
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E. Babcock (Boston, USA) tells:
Picture your self in a bedroom where a murder has been committed a month before. The
blood is still on the wall. A young lady was stabbed by her lover. He is now serving time in
prison. This is about 25 years ago.
Present is the aunt of the girl. 3 or 4 friends, my son and I
Two tape machines are set up with external microphones (the small condenser type from the
Radio Shack)
Machine #1 was a very inexpensive casette machine that was place where the body was found
Machine #2 (a very expensive Marantz machine) was placed near by on the bed.
Both machines were started at the same time. The aunt asked several questions pausing
between each question to allow an answer to be recorded. After about 10 minutes we took a
break and let the machines run with no one in the room. We return a short time later and
resume the questioning. The aunt was trying to find out where certains items were that she
could not find. After while we stopped and rewound the tape.
On the playback one could hear the kids playing in the street. One could hear the air
conditioner running (it was summer time) about half way through the tape all background
stopped as though some one had flipped a switch (in fact it sounded like a switch) and a
beautiful female voice came on the tape and sounded like she was in a large empty room and
said "This Is My Dream". In a latter part of the tape another older female cries out "Dear
God". We like to think and can not prove that Dear God was spoken by the girls mother who
herself was murded almost 20 years to the date. Now..This Is My Dream .. means nothing by it
self. However, when the aunt heard the voice she almost fainted. She positively indentified the
voice as that of the murded girl. However, the true proof to us is when the aunt told us of a
poem the girl had wriiten a short time before her death. The title...This Is My Dream...We had
no way of knowing this.
Now there are two machines. That was recorded on the cheapest one. the one with no toots
and whistles.
The fancy Marantz at that point went to zero. It was just as tho some one had taken the oxide
off the tape. No signal what so ever. Of course the Marantz with the automatic every thing it
was driven to zero. Blank. That taught us that the simpler the equipment the better it works.
That tape was analyzed by our engineer friend from the Isle of Sky in Scotland who said it
was of paranormal origin. There was one other signal that I know of that was equally as loud
and that was done by a Mr. Bonner who I think has crossed over. We have never been able to
duplicate that loud a signal. I am sure that the number of belivers that were in the room
allowed the signal to be that loud. I am sure we were all generating some sort of psychic signal
that could be used by the other side. Where that particular tape is at the moment I do not
know but if I can locate it I will transmit the signal. That is the story behind "This IS My
Dream"
Laitanpa tässä erään mielenkiintoisen ja karmivan jutun, jonka sain vuosia sitten hyvältä kaveriltani jenkeistä. Hän on valitettavasti nyt itse poistunut joukostamme.
Sanottakoon, että kertomuksessa mainitut kummitusäänet ovat mulla myös kuunneltavissa.
Äänen laatu on hyvä kaikin puolin.
Kuulisin mielelläni kommentteja tapauksesta.
"Kummitusääniä" olen itsekin tutkinut (mm. 1 suomalainen tapaus, EVP)
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E. Babcock (Boston, USA) tells:
Picture your self in a bedroom where a murder has been committed a month before. The
blood is still on the wall. A young lady was stabbed by her lover. He is now serving time in
prison. This is about 25 years ago.
Present is the aunt of the girl. 3 or 4 friends, my son and I
Two tape machines are set up with external microphones (the small condenser type from the
Radio Shack)
Machine #1 was a very inexpensive casette machine that was place where the body was found
Machine #2 (a very expensive Marantz machine) was placed near by on the bed.
Both machines were started at the same time. The aunt asked several questions pausing
between each question to allow an answer to be recorded. After about 10 minutes we took a
break and let the machines run with no one in the room. We return a short time later and
resume the questioning. The aunt was trying to find out where certains items were that she
could not find. After while we stopped and rewound the tape.
On the playback one could hear the kids playing in the street. One could hear the air
conditioner running (it was summer time) about half way through the tape all background
stopped as though some one had flipped a switch (in fact it sounded like a switch) and a
beautiful female voice came on the tape and sounded like she was in a large empty room and
said "This Is My Dream". In a latter part of the tape another older female cries out "Dear
God". We like to think and can not prove that Dear God was spoken by the girls mother who
herself was murded almost 20 years to the date. Now..This Is My Dream .. means nothing by it
self. However, when the aunt heard the voice she almost fainted. She positively indentified the
voice as that of the murded girl. However, the true proof to us is when the aunt told us of a
poem the girl had wriiten a short time before her death. The title...This Is My Dream...We had
no way of knowing this.
Now there are two machines. That was recorded on the cheapest one. the one with no toots
and whistles.
The fancy Marantz at that point went to zero. It was just as tho some one had taken the oxide
off the tape. No signal what so ever. Of course the Marantz with the automatic every thing it
was driven to zero. Blank. That taught us that the simpler the equipment the better it works.
That tape was analyzed by our engineer friend from the Isle of Sky in Scotland who said it
was of paranormal origin. There was one other signal that I know of that was equally as loud
and that was done by a Mr. Bonner who I think has crossed over. We have never been able to
duplicate that loud a signal. I am sure that the number of belivers that were in the room
allowed the signal to be that loud. I am sure we were all generating some sort of psychic signal
that could be used by the other side. Where that particular tape is at the moment I do not
know but if I can locate it I will transmit the signal. That is the story behind "This IS My
Dream"
