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I have many paranormal experiences... maybe because I'm a very curious woman :P

In 1999 during the Holy Week I met some new friends in Toluca, on those days there were some reports of UFO's in Metepec which is very close to Toluca, so you can imagine you wanted to go and see UFOs. We went to Metepec but in some place there are some pyramids it was midnight so everything was closed, but some meters from the pyramids there was something like many people coming down the hill with torches they were coming very fast like if they were forming the letter S manytimes, but they appeared somewhere, dissappeared and then appeared somewhere else, it was weird, but I was still thinking on the UFOs. Then we went to a place near a lake, we couldn't see a lot, but I saw some shadows and there was nothing there. Then we went to a place called San Mateo Atenco, the person that was telling us where to go couldn't find the place that day.
I think 2 days after it was Sunday and I was alone with one of this persons, he told me that he has found the place, I was still thinking on UFOs... well we were in San Mateo Atenco, we saw a church, we have seen some days before and suddenly there was no pavement road, there was a presence that felt so badly that I asked this person what it was... he said nothing, I asked him again and told him that that presence was very strong and evil, he was driving my car so he continued on that road and suddenly stopped the car and turned it off. There was ahouse in the middle of nothing and some corn cultivated there, some dogs started to howl and the evil presence was still there, I tried to turn on the car, but I couldn't.... he turned of the car in the Drive stuff, so I put it on parking and turned the key and asked him to go... I had to kiss him, but it worked we left the place.
When we were coming back we saw traffic lights and the Metepec signs of how to get there, suddenly he told me that the breaks didn't work, I didn't believe him, I was moving the gearbox? to try to stop it and used the emergency breaks, I'm glad we were not down a hill, since it suddenly worked, we changed positions and I pushed the breaks and no breaks!!! you could touch the floor!!! We tried to go back to Toluca very slow and after 10 minutes the breaks came back as if nothing has happenned. Then I don't know what happened but we could feel that evil presence again and we were back at the same place in front of the house and the corn. Then we went to the only way there was and then it becomes a t, each of the 3 roads took us back to that house, in one of the roads we took there was like a very large highway... but again we were back to that house, the evil presence was still there like following us or maybe in the back on my car?, I was praying all the time anything that came into my mind, suddenly an owl howl and my friend said " when the owl howl the Indian dies... I told him..oh I'm glad I don't have Indian blood, I'm sorry for you, and we laughed a little.
We continued trying to find the way to Toluca when that evil presence dissappeared and we found our way back,
we were lost for almost 2 hours!!!
 

Real de Tayopa said:
(This is when you were talking about the "sticky plate" - nan)
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To explain how it felt when I concentrated on moving the book or not, is very difficult As near as I can say is that it felt as if I was locking two frequencies into step mentally?

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Till Eulenspiegle

I know this is in answer to an older post, but I'm only now reading it!

I think I might have an idea of what you mean - when tuning a stringed instrument to itself, you can feel the "thrummmmm" of the two strings as you tune the 2nd string into sync with the 1st one. The closer you get to the 2nd string being tuned properly, the "thrummmmm"s of the two strings seem to move, actually to merge into one unified "thrummMMMmmmmMMMmmmm." If that even makes sense?! :P

Anyway, I'm sure enjoying reading the posts, even tho a lot are in answer to posts that have since disappeared. Go figure.

Nan
 

How are Don Jose de la Mancha. I have been visiting an area in Mexico that the late Charles A. Kenworthy mentions in one of his books. A year ago I did not know who he was. I didn't know anything about Spanish padres, Jesuitas, Los Franceses, Escudos, Ingotes, Ornos, etc. I am in no way a professional in this filed or even close. I do this as a way to explore, spend time with my family and get away from people. (you know what I mean Don Jose ). I have learned that Spanish treasure and the Paranormal go hand in hand. Approximately a year or so ago I typed in the word Conquistadores on Goggle concerning a story I had heard in Mexico. This is when it all started .Four months later That word eventually lead me to this web site. Which led me to the name Charles A. Kenworthy which specifically mentions the Hacienda I visited in Mexico. I will not go into to many details because I can write a book on all the strange things I have experienced since I started visiting this area. It's hard to explain. You find things you are not looking for, people tell you things you don't ask. All involving the same subject. on a differant trip to the same area I visit the church where my parents got Married (Old mession) and a plaza where a Spaniard was beheaded old fort now a museum. They told me how the Spaniards use to take gold from this city and take to the the Alamo in San Antonio TX. Big deal, except that week when I get back I read about a member of this site and how his Treasure was stolen and it involves both these places in Mexico I had visited that same week. Allot more to this story but will keep it Myself. I have been awaken at three in the Morning by the loud noise of dishes braking in the Kitchen. I have been awaken by what sounds like a chair being thrown against the wall next to me. I have been awaken twice in one night by a mans voice yelling in my ear (Orale Cabron). All these differant times my wife sleeping next to me doesn't hear a thing. One afternoon I woke up from a nap to find An Indian Lady standing in front of my bed holding a large book made of the same material as her dress, tan animal skin. I don't know what all this means But, I will tell you I am being led to something by something I don't understand. Like I said I can write a book on all the Paranormal things that started happening to me since I started to visit this area. Whoever beleaves that the Spaniards and the Paranormal have nothing in common needs to visit MEXICO.
 

roswellborn said:
Real de Tayopa said:
(This is when you were talking about the "sticky plate" - nan)
<snip>
To explain how it felt when I concentrated on moving the book or not, is very difficult As near as I can say is that it felt as if I was locking two frequencies into step mentally?

<snip>
Till Eulenspiegle

I know this is in answer to an older post, but I'm only now reading it!

I think I might have an idea of what you mean - when tuning a stringed instrument to itself, you can feel the "thrummmmm" of the two strings as you tune the 2nd string into sync with the 1st one. The closer you get to the 2nd string being tuned properly, the "thrummmmm"s of the two strings seem to move, actually to merge into one unified "thrummMMMmmmmMMMmmmm." If that even makes sense?! :P

Anyway, I'm sure enjoying reading the posts, even tho a lot are in answer to posts that have since disappeared. Go figure.

Nan
I think you're referring to harmonic resonance. Everything has it's own resonance, or frequency, and if you can find and match this frequency some pretty interesting things can happen.
 

[=Scary Hunter
I have many paranormal experiences... maybe because I'm a very curious woman :P
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Very very interesting Luv, more more. Just what we want.

Don Jose de La Mancha
 

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