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 No.1473[Reply]

Inconsequential scenarios. I've been thinking a lot about all the ways that life could actually be a delusion of some kind and whether that would even matter. Sometimes, thoughts will just creep up on me and no matter what, I can't think of any reason why they wouldn't be true. One is that every morning i'm actually a different person with the memories of every previous version. Technically, this could be true and I would have no way of knowing about it. I guess it's like Last Thursdayism. Sometimes, on late summer nights, I like to pace around my kitchen in the dark while chugging down massive quantities of water. During times like this, I actually start to almost believe my flights of fantasy. One time, I convinced myself that i'm in a computer simulation made by aliens and that every room is being generated as I walk into it. I then start connecting random dots and using that to validate myself. I'll start thinking about how somebody saying something often or being really predictable, or me seeing them a lot was somehow proof that the aliens were being lazy and didn't want to think of something new. They must have started cutting corners and those cut corners are the evidence. It's a bit scary thinking about that stuff in retrospect. Sometimes, when I look in the mirror, I get this strange feeling like what i'm looking at is an extraterrestrial or like i'm not really myself. Who the hell is this person? Thoughts like, "why do thumbs look like disgusting, malformed stumps", would just start popping into my head. It's like i'm being disillusioned from present reality. Do these kinds of moments ever happen to you. What could they possibly indicate? I'm not crazy, right?
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 No.1496

I don't know about the other stuff but short, malformed thumbs are a sign of Fetal Alcohol Syndrome. Maybe you should check in with a doctor, I don't think it would explain your water drinking habits but there could be health risks associated with FAS that you'll have to worry about down the road.

 No.1498

>>1496
Are you taking the piss? My thumbs are completely normal compared to other human beings. I was talking about thumbs in general. How dense are you?

 No.1500

>>1498
Look, it's ok that your mom knocked more than a couple back while she was knocked up. I mean, it's not ok that she did that, but it'll be ok and you're still a person just like the rest of us. I'm sure you'll have a perfectly normal life, despite your disability.

You don't have to prove anything to me, I'm not judging you. It's not your fault, you did not choose to drink while pregnant, so don't blame yourself. I was friends with a guy with FAS thumbs growing up, so I know your pain. He's a father himself, now. Haven't seen the kid's thumbs, though. I will keep you updated if I do.

If you ever feel like you're ready, and need someone to talk to, I'm here for you, ok? ;)(USER WAS BANNED FOR THIS POST)

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>>1500
wow, I never thought I'd see facebook-tier "trolling" in an imageboard.

 No.1507

>>1500
Honestly, this is just embarrassing. I hope they were just butthurt about being called an idiot for misinterpreting something so obvious.



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 No.1470

>>1469
Oh man, you just reminded me of the holders, it's been so long. Such a shame it died. Was it archived somewhere?
By the way, you may be interested in playing the SCP game that came a few years ago (if you haven't already), SCP Containment Breach. Pretty good overall if a bit confusing with the whole modular room system. Don't watch any videos, just download and play, if you have any questions feel free yo bring it up on /og/.

 No.1471

>>1470
the Creepypasta wiki on wikia has maybe 50 of those stories, other than that, I don't think anyone else was keeping them up. Duckduckgo was no help, unless you're looking for towel bars and other bathroom storage solutions.

Yeah I heard that the game was fun as fuck. I wonder if it's availiable in app form. I am a mobileposting literal pleb.

 No.1477

Almost ten years of nope later, I have finally come to the realization that SCP-173 has some bitchin thighs and a nice core, although dat ass leaves much to be desired

if there's one thing we can take away from this legendary creepypasta about a concrete neck-snapping monster, it is that you can't neglect your glutes, bruh

thank you for your time

 No.1481

oh my fucking god

the holders.org is back up!

YES

 No.1482

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 No.652[Reply]

in ten minutes i will be wiiiiide open

http://www.ustream.tv/channel/redmagediaries

 No.653

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IT'S HAPPENING!

 No.1211

did i miss anything

 No.1441

What did this turn out to be?

 No.1453

>>1441
a suicide bombing



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 No.1430[Reply]

I found this cool site called Joyofsatan.org
It has info about occultism, the paranormal, witchcraft, Satanism, demonology, demon summoning, Satanic rituals, etc. what do you think?
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 No.1433

"Galactic Obliteration Device"? This is a parody site… right?

 No.1434

>>1433
I've never seen any evidence for such.

 No.1435

The people who use this website have been spamming it everywhere for years. And tbh the op is a thinly veiled advertisement.

 No.1436

>>1435
>thinly veiled
It couldn't be more obvious unless they outright said "Hello anon, we are Joy of Satan"

 No.1444

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>>1436
Him calling it cool gives it away.
>what do you think



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 No.389[Reply]

Post real experiences (if possible, personal stories; Though "Friend-of-a-friend" creepy stories would be fine if they are pretty good). Everything is allowed:

-Ghost,
-Rituals,
-Dreams,
-Bad dream experiences (Such as Night terrors, Sleep paralysis or OBEs),
-Haunted Places
-Other creepy stuff.


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So, let me start with something that have happened to me last night.
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 No.1421

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Well, I've been haunted ever since I was seven.
Black Shadows often pass by when I'm alone, voices outside my windows when we have a large fence, and probably a possessed doll.
We've moved houses a lot but I still haven't gotten away, but it's become normal for me now.
But I'd also like to get rid of them.
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 No.1422

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>>1421
I'm a sucker for these ghost stories and all, but this sounds a lot more like schizophrenia.

 No.1427

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>1422
A teeny, tiny question: Can you get that with head injuries?
I've taken many blows to the head since I'm a total klutz. I hit my head so hard once I needed stitches.
I have no memory of having any incident that may have triggered this at seven years old.
Perhaps it was the head injuries?

 No.1428

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>>1427
At the risk of sounding incredibly stupid I met someone who got kicked in the head by a horse once, and he was madder than a box of frogs. Maybe.

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>>1428
Thanks anyways!
I probably need to ask a psychologist.( ´ ▽ ` )
But it's fine, since I'm used to it. ╮(︶▽︶)╭



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 No.1370[Reply]

Ask me anything.
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 No.1418

So, xXDarkFlameXx, how do I access eternal life tech? Do I suscribe to your channel, or I need to call the office and they offer me a plan or something?

 No.1419

>>1418
So, (((Kyle))), how do I access eternal life tech? Do I subscribe to your channel, or I need to call the office and they offer me a plan or something?

"Kyle" is more known among surface Californians than, "DarkFlame".

?
I will answer this anyway.

Three ways: reinvention; make a society of which those accessing the technology live among us (this is an explanation of trading since we must come into contact with them like we can coexist); live among those accessing the technology.

How do we make this happen? I'm working to ensure this…but I am really alone so I only have so much reply to give to you.

I don't have a youtube channel which I have a password to. I have a blog. I answer replies to my blog.

THE office? I currently do not have an office which is not a residence. The residence I am staying at is legally someone else's. Maybe you are referring to other workers?
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>>1418
>>1419
I will try to tell to you an other time. I want rest.

 No.1423

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What the fuck am i reading?

 No.1424

>>1423
The world's least creative and logically bankrupt ARG.



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 No.861[Reply]

So, I dunno where else to go even if /x/ is dead and I don't know if this belongs on /yume/ or /x/. For a few months to a half year or so, I had a dream that was ripped into two like a sheet of paper. A bunch of black tendrils dragged me into a huge, misty forest. It felt oppressive and claustrophobic. Too dark to see, the mist was thick and dry as a bone, but the whole place reeked of rotten leaves and moist earth, even though everything was so dry. The floor was coated with dry leaves, and below that soft, soft earth. It was the first dream in which I ran into slenderman. It was terrifying, and I could feel my body shift around with the force of which I was trying to wake up. It was only until he let me go that I woke up.

Out of curiosity and a whim, a few weeks later, I tried to return to that world with slenderman. I wanted to see if it happened again, if it was just a one-time thing. To my surprise, it totally happened! I managed to just settle in slendy's world like woah. Ever since, every few weeks or so, I return back to his place to try and understand him. The fear's long gone by now.

Anyhow, last I was there was a few weeks ago. When I arrives there, he was right beside me. He pushed me into the leaves a few times, before I grabbed the tendril that pushed me and wouldn't let go until he slammed me into a tree, which dislocated my arm. He re-located it later, then wrapped a tendril around my neck and started walking to our usual spot where we would sit and do nothing. I told him to wait, and took the tip of the tendril around my neck and looked at it closely. Then it shoved itself in my mouth. I bit down on it.

Afterwards it's hard to describe, there was a sudden surge of tendrils out of him, and I felt a deep and sudden instinctive fear. I turned to run. There he chased me for a while. He could've caught me at any time, but he didn't. He just chased me around, looming over me, until finally I couldn't run anymore. Then he grabbed me and flung me upwards. I started to lose consciousness in the dream. I remember screaming, the sound of bone and tendon snapping, falling to the floor, being thrown again.

When I came to, I was curled up beside him at the base of the tree we usually sit and talk at. (He doesn't talk normally, he more like shoves an image in my head I have to interpret) I was uninjured and the leaves there had been brushed away around me like a nest. I asked him what happened, and he gave me this iPost too long. Click here to view the full text.
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 No.890

>>889
The apprenticeship was something I did a long time ago, like when I was 5 or 6. Not with slenderman but with the monster that lived under by bed and every bed and the darkness everywhere. I would be sent on missions in dreams where I would have the role of the nightmare or the monster. It was fun, but also terrifying I had to walk through places that were infinitely dark and I had to allow myself to be dragged under my bed into the void in order to be transported to the nightmares I was to inhabit.

If you relay want I suppose I could teach you what I know.

By avoiding him I just meant not to go into that forest.

 No.894

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>>890
I shouldn't go in the forest? Hmm, maybe, but it's hard to explain. After a few weeks I just get.. urges, you know? Suddenly, somehow, I'm reminded of it. It stays in my head and lurks around, becoming increasingly evident until I go and come back to the forest. I don't really know why this happens, either.

Yes, I would like to be taught what you know. You sound like you'd have experience on it and I would appreciate anything.

I returned back to his forest last night. When I arrived there, he was there again, behind me. A tendril wrapped around my wrist,to which it then sank into my arm and created what looked like to be lightning strike scars in my flesh. However, in a blink it was gone again and I was left with his tendril on my wrist. The tendril rose up and wrapped around my neck, choking me slightly before lightening up so I could breathe. He pulled me over to a different direction than our usual gnarled-tree meeting spot.

He took me to an old house. It looked rickety and ready to fall apart into dust, bone-dry and unsteady. Slenderman had to kneel down to head inside, and I followed. Inside where two children, maybe 14 years of age, a girl and a boy. They were huddling together in the dirt floor, wearing big holey sweaters and pants. I don't know what in particular, but something was off and just slightly inhuman about them. They also looked to be little more than skin and bones themselves, and from what I could see from the holes in their clothes and their faces/necks, their bodies were covered in lightning scars and bruises. The two children leaped up immediately to slenderman, hugging him in a kind of silent worship of sorts. They didn't even notice me. I said that these kids needed to be fed. If they didn't have food soon, they would die. But he said nothing back to me. While he tended to the kids, I began to climb the stairs of the house.

I don't know what I saw upon reaching the second floor. I don't think my mind could really comprehend it. All I know is that it was wrong, horribly wrong, it just felt wrong in the deepest part of my bones. I felt more than I saw slenderman come up behind me. A tendril went around my neck, then around my mouth and nose, suffocating me. My mind was suddenly filled with static, white noise, the sound of nails on chalkboard scratching against the inside of my skull. I remember struggling, then faPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

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>>894
Very interesting…
That thing you saw on the second floor, I've seen that before, it was also associated with the voice under my bed. Except I usually find it on the lower floor of a building. I've always thought of it as the absolute primeval nightmare, is shapeless and formless but is still the most terrifying thing imaginable. or perhaps beyond imagination I referred to as the "Seed of Terror". I haven't encountered it in a very long time, I tried to reach out and touch on several occasions but never actually succeeded. And now that I think about it the more I tried to reach out and touch it the less often it appeared in my dreams, perhaps it's impossible to touch because of this, if I were to encounter it now I'm sure I could touch it.

Also, you mentioned being sent into your normal dreams, that's what being dragged under my bed and sucked into the void was for me.

Anyways…
the first step to becoming a nightmare , or a monster or whatever is to ditch your humanity, become something undying and unbreakable. Go ahead and throw yourself into a fire and let it burn away every ounce of weakness and humanity that you have. Or just cast away like a snake shedding its skin.

 No.896

>>895
Why would you want to touch a "seed of terror"? That sounds like the opposite of someone one would want to touch.

How does one shake off their humanity? In the end my skin is still human skin, my flesh is still human flesh. No matter what my mind does, my body is still human…

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>>896
>Why would you want to touch a "seed of terror"? That sounds like the opposite of someone one would want to touch.
Because I got sick of running from it and being scared of it, if I could reach out and touch the seed of terror there would be nothing left in my dreamscape that I was afraid of. This is also part of becoming a nightmare; not fearing anything in your dreamscape, being at the top of the food chain. If I could get my hands on the seed of terror it's quite possible that I would literally eat it.

>How does one shake off their humanity? In the end my skin is still human skin, my flesh is still human flesh. No matter what my mind does, my body is still human…

I'm talking about in your dreams where form follows function. Shaking off your humanity in your dreams generally works the same way it dose in movies, anime, or even mythology. Killing people and eating there hearts or souls seems to work pretty well, or just go run away into the wilderness and howl at the moon or whatever.



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 No.209[Reply]

could someone be kind as to post the .gif where there is this monster girl spider like in appearance and anatomy being video taped in the dark sucking cock. She has many eyes and going a bit bald.

the video looks real not animated.
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 No.1257

>>1256
Get out

 No.1258

>>1256
Get out

 No.1259

>>1256
get out

 No.1260

>>1256
Get out

 No.1360

>>209
>go to pornhub.com
>search spider porn
>???
>jerk off



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 No.752[Reply]

On october 5, 2012 I tried to kill myself. I would collect and stashpile cocktails of drugs for this very moment. I took 250mg of hydrocodone, 1080mg of carisoprodol, 200mg Valium, 10mg Xanax, and that was enough to kill me. In case it wasn't, I had about twice that amount stashed anyway.

I ate them all and used takka to chase it. Then just put some iced tea into a cup, and was stipping iced tea by the computerside writing my note. It started kicking in and i dont think i even started writing. However, I DID try to lock my door, but the door is wierd so you have to lift it with about two tonnes of force to get the lock to click, and so i fucked that up.

About two hours later, i woke up in the ER die. All i remember was tunnel vision and a few things being passed around me. "We got him" "Should have left him dead [in clearly my stepdads voice] crying and i bent over to the doctor and muttered "naloxone"?

Now imagine a blink of a second.

I was now in my moms room, thirteen people surrounding me, my arms folded as I laid there, totally fucked up. They were all there to see if I was alive. Wbich I was. But Im so sure I died.

 No.1301

Even though it probably was a really weird thing to experience unless you've been out cold for a long period of time b4 it will sorta feel like you died. The time skip is really disorienting but gives you a sort of post modernist perspective on life

 No.1303

Several times. Once from drug overdose and once when I was a child from an deadly illness where I laid unconscious in a fridge and my heartbeat was a straight line for a short time. I have no memory of it at all as I was too young but I heard many stories about how there was a great storm and when it stopped a rainbow appeared and everyone prayed and at that moment I healed from the brink of death, some would say this makes me a shaman in some cultures.

The one from drug overdose I remember vividly. August 2012. It began when I took too much 2c-t-7 and after intense psychedelic colorful patterns took over my field of vision delirium set in, imaginary flies everywhere around me. I believed I was dead already and a ghost. In the ER I battled imaginary demons and spoke in tongues repeating letters and digits, saw a demon with the head of a man, a cat, and a frog. Sounds began to echo loudly and darkness took over as I went through a tunnel seeing past lives and traumas all come together as one. I saw the other side, brighter than anything I have ever seen, beneath the sky a cat like being looking down at me with love. Suddenly I got pulled back in to my old body and found myself being injected with stuff. I recall wishing I had stayed there.

 No.1356

I haven't, but that page from Nemo (which is fantastic btw) reminds me of HP Lovecraft's Dreamquest to Unknown Kadath, which is a must-read for anyone into mystic stuff. It's honestly far better than his cthulu mythos, it's just not as memeable.

 No.1359

Not yet but I hope I die this month.

 No.1367

>>1359
'ya dead yet?



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