Boo?
I feel a wee bit silly writing this, but here goes.
There are some of you that may not know I believe in ghosts. I'm not very vocal about my belief of things paranormal - I'm not ashamed of it, I'm just wary. Whenever I've mentioned me believing in ghosts to people in the past, especially people who simply don't believe any of it, I often get told belief is wrong.
I like to think I'm a rather laid back lady (bow chica wow wow) - as in I will let most things, except general bigotry, sexism and idiocy, slide. I have no issue whatsoever about people not believing in ghosts. It just irks me a little when people try so hard to dispute my beliefs. I'm not one of those people that goes "ZOMG! That creepy basement with no lights where that dude died has a bad feeling about it. It must be ghosts!" I like to think I'm a little more rational than that.
There are some interesting theories out there that both strive to prove and disprove the existence of ghosts. I believe that the presence of sub-sound, as in sound so low that humans can't hear it but feel affected by it, probably explains why most people get the willies walking around an old abandoned castle. Sub-sound doesn't offer up any explanations for full-body apparitions, or people's face to face encounters with ghosts.
Don't get me wrong - I love having debates with people about the existence of ghosts, poltergiests, demons etc. Ben is a self-confessed sceptic. He lets me believe what I want to believe but isn't afraid to challenge any evidence I might find. Part of the fun of the debate is trying to change your opponents view. I'm just as unlikely to make Ben believe in ghosts as he is to make me stop believing in them - but that doesn't stop us trying.
I remember watching a documentary about ghosts on the London Underground. Ben admitted he was intrigued by the way it handled a matter that can so easily become, well, theatrical and silly.
I think I come from a family that is open minded about supernatural shizzle. My mother's side especially. My Nana, mother and her 2 sisters swear blind that my Grandad was at his own funeral. They themselves would be the first to admit that the events that occurred that day (which were apparently things straight out of my Grandad's prank book) may have been pure coincidence....but what coincidences.
My mother has also gone to see Mediums in the past. It was a little freaky what he got 'spot on'. Of course, he could have been a very competent Charlatan, who was a master at telling people what they wanted to hear....but how did he know about my parent's friend in Canada having a heart attack? Also, that's not something people generally want to hear.
I'm rambling. Apologies.
What inspired this...slightly moronic post is a movie. I watched Paranormal Activity - and it scared the living beejeebus outta me. Ironically, for someone who is oddly fascinated by ghosts, I get scared very easily. For that reason I don't do horror films - but I was genuinely intrigued by Paranormal Activity. My issue with most horror is it's too showy - there's a perfectly (well, reasonably) believable scary thing in a house, or where ever and it makes you shiver a little...but within a matter of minutes it's tearing down corridors and through cornfields, screaming bloody murder and dismembering your party of attractive teenage companions.
Paranormal Activity was made by a guy who is terrified of ghosts. And it shows. It brings alive all those fears about 'things that go bump in the night' that we have, or used to have. Even Ben was impressed by it.
I'm not sure how many of my friends believe in ghosts. I'd be interested to see who does and doesn't.
There are some of you that may not know I believe in ghosts. I'm not very vocal about my belief of things paranormal - I'm not ashamed of it, I'm just wary. Whenever I've mentioned me believing in ghosts to people in the past, especially people who simply don't believe any of it, I often get told belief is wrong.
I like to think I'm a rather laid back lady (bow chica wow wow) - as in I will let most things, except general bigotry, sexism and idiocy, slide. I have no issue whatsoever about people not believing in ghosts. It just irks me a little when people try so hard to dispute my beliefs. I'm not one of those people that goes "ZOMG! That creepy basement with no lights where that dude died has a bad feeling about it. It must be ghosts!" I like to think I'm a little more rational than that.
There are some interesting theories out there that both strive to prove and disprove the existence of ghosts. I believe that the presence of sub-sound, as in sound so low that humans can't hear it but feel affected by it, probably explains why most people get the willies walking around an old abandoned castle. Sub-sound doesn't offer up any explanations for full-body apparitions, or people's face to face encounters with ghosts.
Don't get me wrong - I love having debates with people about the existence of ghosts, poltergiests, demons etc. Ben is a self-confessed sceptic. He lets me believe what I want to believe but isn't afraid to challenge any evidence I might find. Part of the fun of the debate is trying to change your opponents view. I'm just as unlikely to make Ben believe in ghosts as he is to make me stop believing in them - but that doesn't stop us trying.
I remember watching a documentary about ghosts on the London Underground. Ben admitted he was intrigued by the way it handled a matter that can so easily become, well, theatrical and silly.
I think I come from a family that is open minded about supernatural shizzle. My mother's side especially. My Nana, mother and her 2 sisters swear blind that my Grandad was at his own funeral. They themselves would be the first to admit that the events that occurred that day (which were apparently things straight out of my Grandad's prank book) may have been pure coincidence....but what coincidences.
My mother has also gone to see Mediums in the past. It was a little freaky what he got 'spot on'. Of course, he could have been a very competent Charlatan, who was a master at telling people what they wanted to hear....but how did he know about my parent's friend in Canada having a heart attack? Also, that's not something people generally want to hear.
I'm rambling. Apologies.
What inspired this...slightly moronic post is a movie. I watched Paranormal Activity - and it scared the living beejeebus outta me. Ironically, for someone who is oddly fascinated by ghosts, I get scared very easily. For that reason I don't do horror films - but I was genuinely intrigued by Paranormal Activity. My issue with most horror is it's too showy - there's a perfectly (well, reasonably) believable scary thing in a house, or where ever and it makes you shiver a little...but within a matter of minutes it's tearing down corridors and through cornfields, screaming bloody murder and dismembering your party of attractive teenage companions.
Paranormal Activity was made by a guy who is terrified of ghosts. And it shows. It brings alive all those fears about 'things that go bump in the night' that we have, or used to have. Even Ben was impressed by it.
I'm not sure how many of my friends believe in ghosts. I'd be interested to see who does and doesn't.