tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019724693487670016.post7650180125366977930..comments2024-03-28T15:55:33.435-07:00Comments on The Big Study: A Recent "Popular" Case: A Big Jump Forward In TimeThe Professorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/07811807639219365621noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019724693487670016.post-77285339928774832182020-04-16T14:29:50.886-07:002020-04-16T14:29:50.886-07:00I'm glad it caught your attention as much as i...I'm glad it caught your attention as much as it caught mine. The links are for both pages of the account. <br />https://drive.google.com/open?id=1x5471qx8ITJJSE5yJvEH8BStYMMWQsjX<br />https://drive.google.com/open?id=13z3GUSOycbT_kXw890UCf7frurr3ugWdKandinsky01https://www.blogger.com/profile/05484844216491384348noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019724693487670016.post-25630653784995207992020-04-15T05:31:31.172-07:002020-04-15T05:31:31.172-07:00I liked the side notes about the differences betwe...I liked the side notes about the differences between our light and "other kinds of light". It made me remember a text once when the author said that just like light in our universe is more fundamental and older than fire (light does not need oxygen to exist) "other dimensions of light" could be even more independent than "our light", therefore light from the spirit world (for example) not necessarily would need to produce shadows. <br /><br />Fairy/UFO lights certainly behave in very strange ways, some cases even say they could be solid. <br /><br />AlaorAnonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019724693487670016.post-20239183022307356342020-04-12T08:49:56.455-07:002020-04-12T08:49:56.455-07:00Hello, my friend. Wonderful to hear from you again...Hello, my friend. Wonderful to hear from you again. Your WWII story was an absolute cracker. Took me somewhere (way up in the air and on a piece of noisy technology) that I certainly have never been before with these critters. I'm blaming you for this pattern-breaker :=}}The Professorhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07811807639219365621noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2019724693487670016.post-74638322963594685822020-04-12T07:44:10.295-07:002020-04-12T07:44:10.295-07:00Hello Prof, I enjoyed watching the video a great d...Hello Prof, I enjoyed watching the video a great deal. I'm 99% likely to be repeating whatever else others have been saying to you! <br /><br />Once again, we see apparent enchantments and distractions and diminutive beings who don't necessarily have our best interests at heart. That isn't to say they mustn't, or cannot, be friendly, but they so often seem self-serving. I suppose the extent of any negative effect is likewise hard to discern considering so many experiencers tend to continue with normal lives. My opaque thought there is that, whatever might be taken, no long term harm befalls them. Of course, they might find their minds becoming slightly less rigid and that in itself can be awash with unexpected consequences. The guy in this case was left pining for another experience and seemed relaxed about whatever happened. <br /><br />The rolling up of a shadow was a fantastic image and perhaps speaks to the dreamlike, narrative values of these odd episodes. So many reported encounters involved something being taken and, here we are, with a piece of shadow of all things; it seems so Brothers Grimm and yet simultaneously symbolic. The way he broke the spell by calling, "Oi," is also very reminiscent of how people with night terrors wake themselves up by trying to make a noise. This maybe links in with those who believe daylight encounters are part of our psychological topography and related to fugue states and dissociation. Who the heck knows? <br /><br />Incidentally, there's an old report in John Hanson's "Haunted Skies Vol I" on page 44. RAF Pilot/Navigator Sergeant William Davis, on December 10th 1944, had an experience of a small figure on the nose of his Avro Anson V aircraft. Here's an extract for other readers. "I will never forget its pinkish face - European in nature, with a thick, short trimmed beard, close cut, covering its features, reminding me of an old English Naval seaman, dressed in some sort of green garb, height approximately 18 inches tall, apparently watching something in the sky to my left, moving around in a nonchalant manner - as if walking around his estate. I was close enough to see instead of fingers, he had what looked like little exhaust stubs, no thumbs, and pointed shoes made of velvet or some such material, rather than leather."<br /><br />The story continues that the pilot shouts to get the being's attention before realising the engines will drown his yells out. The stowaway doesn't notice the pilot at all and "pushed himself off the nose before disappearing below." <br /><br />I'm sure there's no need to add the following, but what the heck. Our pilot was excited by the experience and told people as soon as he landed. He was met with the usual howls of laughter and decided to keep quiet. Kandinsky01https://www.blogger.com/profile/05484844216491384348noreply@blogger.com