I have written about Martha in a few other posts over the last several months. She is a important player in an ongoing investigation which surrounds strange sounds eminating from underground near her country home. As priviously reported, Martha and a few of her family members have heard machanical noises coming from a whole that measures 3 foot in diameter in an adjacent small field next to their home.
During a thunderstorm just nights ago "Harold"(name protected)was peeking through the kitchen window at lightening and dark clouds. To his amazement during one of the episodes of lighting, he saw a cloaked figure that stood at his estimation of around 2" 6" - 3'-0" crawl out of the hole. He did not notice any facial or other physical characteristics. He simply told me by phone that the being (whatever it was) was wearing a gray or black colored cloak that covered its head. He compared his creature to the characters "jawa" sometimes seen in the Star Wars movies.
I have tried to ensure Martha, Harold and other of their family members that if any real danger were involved that something sinister would most likely have happened to them long ago. However, I cannot be certain of that statement. I drove up to their place just this afternoon and left in their possession a disposable 35mm camera and a tape recorder. Hopefully over the next few weeks or months they'll be able to provide a little more concrete evidence.
Showing posts with label sounds in the ground. Show all posts
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Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Friday, February 6, 2009
Sounds from The Ground (The Third Report from "Martha" In Valley, Alabama)
My cyber friend "Martha" emailed me again this afternoon. From prior posts, Martha is an elderly young lady who has sounds coming from underground near here residence in Valley, Alabama, United States. Valley, Alabama is just a mere 45 minutes drive from my home but I cannot get Martha or members of her family to allow me to investigate.
Last night Martha and and her cousin (I am assuming they live together)taped on cassette some of the noises that they encountered around 10:30p while sitting on their front porch. I was not played the recordings and so I really can't vouch for anything anomalus. In the past, Martha has described mechanical sounds coming from under a field just beside her home. The sounds are those akin to a large machine digging or rotating. Sometimes she described metal-on-metal or a heavy thumping vibration that not only she has felt but other members such as her female cousin and a nephew.
Where ever Martha is, she's not giving up the location either a.) this whole episode that has been going for months now is not real OR b.) Martha and her family are scared shitless and DO NOT want to know the true origin of these strange auditory anomolies. I'd like to hope for the best in picking scenario "b".
For now I am just going to be Martha's friend and hopefully she'll gain my trust over time.
Last night Martha and and her cousin (I am assuming they live together)taped on cassette some of the noises that they encountered around 10:30p while sitting on their front porch. I was not played the recordings and so I really can't vouch for anything anomalus. In the past, Martha has described mechanical sounds coming from under a field just beside her home. The sounds are those akin to a large machine digging or rotating. Sometimes she described metal-on-metal or a heavy thumping vibration that not only she has felt but other members such as her female cousin and a nephew.
Where ever Martha is, she's not giving up the location either a.) this whole episode that has been going for months now is not real OR b.) Martha and her family are scared shitless and DO NOT want to know the true origin of these strange auditory anomolies. I'd like to hope for the best in picking scenario "b".
For now I am just going to be Martha's friend and hopefully she'll gain my trust over time.
Strange Places Where Things Do Go Bump In The Night...
My bigfoot research ultimately led me to believe that something was going on in the woods and on farms that could not be explained by conventional methods. Many times I followed very fresh sets of 16-18 inch footprints left behind by an enormous being only to have them disappear in front of my eyes. Not in the literal sense that all of them just vanished but more that the tracks just cut-off (or stopped abruptly). The most memorable of these times was when I followed a set of prints into an alfalfa field. It was a most beautiful day, the sun was out and I was on the chase. Near mid-field the tracks suddenly stopped without warning. So imagine my surprise when I am standing there with gear in hand looking a quarter of a mile in either direction at wide open space.
It would seem that my culprit had floated off of the planet or levitated away by some unknown means. Once realizing I reached a dead end; I meticulously looked for other signs to see if anyone or anything else had been near the footprints. But NO. Nothing. Nada! Backtracking proved unfruitful as I realized that the creature did not reverse its path because the other prints left remained too defined and undestorted. So the creature did not back track to cover its where abouts. This incident occured near Valley, Alabama - a place that I learned later included a plethora of unexplainable activity ranging from bigfoot, UFO's to ghosts.
The second time I had these experiences was at Standing Stone State Park near Hilham/Livingston, Tennessee (a place noted for ghostly apparitions,spirits, strange lights and bigfoot activity). I was in the park near a creek bed that was outlined with grey shale rock. Upon stepping out of my vehicle I noticed a "single" freshly wet track on a rock surface. I had a camera and wanted to take photos. BUT, the camera did not work. I had charged the batteries to full capacity just an hour before. To my surprise just up an embankment a mere 25 yards away (approx.) stood a large, black hulk of a thing. It turned gently to its left and began to walk above me without care or worry. After many feet it stepped over a fallen tree trunk and vanished behind it. I gave chase once again. I figured if this was the last thing I'd see before it ripped me apart that it would be worth it! I got to the trunk, slowly peered over it.............nothing! Nothing but a gully full of leaves and skinny trees (also called sapplings). The creature had not been out of sight for more than one or two minutes. Where did it go? What skinny-thin tree could it have hidden behind? Once again, no footprints were found.
These episodes led me to believe in the paranormal bigfoot. What interdimensional doorways can these beings and others like them open? I do know that I am not crazy but I do realize that the bigfoot's world may revolve around many other similar dimensions of existence. I believe that special places such as the two areas mentioned earlier share if you will "portals" that allow someone (or something) who is in the right state of mind to travel in and out...at shear will. I believe that there is a barrier in our modern human minds that prevent creatures as ourselves from doing so. Other notable places of interests that I believe exhibit these truly remarkarble dimensions and doorways are the Bermuda Triangle, The Oregon Vortex and so on. I do believe that "mini-sites" exists (not as grandiose and large) in our own back yards. Its our job to find them. It would be great to have two or three other individuals that shared my interests on this subject. That way we could research areas of high strangeness with more thorough investigations and document them along the way.
It would seem that my culprit had floated off of the planet or levitated away by some unknown means. Once realizing I reached a dead end; I meticulously looked for other signs to see if anyone or anything else had been near the footprints. But NO. Nothing. Nada! Backtracking proved unfruitful as I realized that the creature did not reverse its path because the other prints left remained too defined and undestorted. So the creature did not back track to cover its where abouts. This incident occured near Valley, Alabama - a place that I learned later included a plethora of unexplainable activity ranging from bigfoot, UFO's to ghosts.
The second time I had these experiences was at Standing Stone State Park near Hilham/Livingston, Tennessee (a place noted for ghostly apparitions,spirits, strange lights and bigfoot activity). I was in the park near a creek bed that was outlined with grey shale rock. Upon stepping out of my vehicle I noticed a "single" freshly wet track on a rock surface. I had a camera and wanted to take photos. BUT, the camera did not work. I had charged the batteries to full capacity just an hour before. To my surprise just up an embankment a mere 25 yards away (approx.) stood a large, black hulk of a thing. It turned gently to its left and began to walk above me without care or worry. After many feet it stepped over a fallen tree trunk and vanished behind it. I gave chase once again. I figured if this was the last thing I'd see before it ripped me apart that it would be worth it! I got to the trunk, slowly peered over it.............nothing! Nothing but a gully full of leaves and skinny trees (also called sapplings). The creature had not been out of sight for more than one or two minutes. Where did it go? What skinny-thin tree could it have hidden behind? Once again, no footprints were found.
These episodes led me to believe in the paranormal bigfoot. What interdimensional doorways can these beings and others like them open? I do know that I am not crazy but I do realize that the bigfoot's world may revolve around many other similar dimensions of existence. I believe that special places such as the two areas mentioned earlier share if you will "portals" that allow someone (or something) who is in the right state of mind to travel in and out...at shear will. I believe that there is a barrier in our modern human minds that prevent creatures as ourselves from doing so. Other notable places of interests that I believe exhibit these truly remarkarble dimensions and doorways are the Bermuda Triangle, The Oregon Vortex and so on. I do believe that "mini-sites" exists (not as grandiose and large) in our own back yards. Its our job to find them. It would be great to have two or three other individuals that shared my interests on this subject. That way we could research areas of high strangeness with more thorough investigations and document them along the way.
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
Sounds from The Ground Part II - LaGrange, Georgia 2008
Well, my good internet friend "Martha"(name protected), 87 years old sent me another email this morning. Last night her and her nephew were sitting on the front porch when noises in a field just beside the house began to eminate from the ground. At first they thought the echoes to be from that of a plane but upon further examination, by actually going in the field, revealed "foot vibrations". She stated in her email that once they returned to the porch from the field that a ground vibration literally knocked over their empty coffee mugs sitting on a table in between the porch chairs.
Martha reported the same type incidents just a few weeks back after running across this blog on the internet. She described the noises as predominantly producing a "hum" but with sounds almost akin to those of a bulldozer smashing rock and gravel. The episode occured for some 45 minutes and suddenly ceased.
I'd like to add once more that this type of mystery is not new. I have read about this in the book Valley of The Skookum by Sali Sheppard-Wolford and in Hunt for The Skinwalker by George Knapp and Colm Keller. This is truly a strange ongoing occurence.
Martha reported the same type incidents just a few weeks back after running across this blog on the internet. She described the noises as predominantly producing a "hum" but with sounds almost akin to those of a bulldozer smashing rock and gravel. The episode occured for some 45 minutes and suddenly ceased.
I'd like to add once more that this type of mystery is not new. I have read about this in the book Valley of The Skookum by Sali Sheppard-Wolford and in Hunt for The Skinwalker by George Knapp and Colm Keller. This is truly a strange ongoing occurence.
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