Cokeville Wyoming was the sight of a parent’s worst nightmare on May 16th, 1986 when a mentally disturbed man and his wife entered an elementary school with guns and a homemade gasoline bomb.
The man’s name was David Young, a former town marshal. He had been the tiny’s towns only police officer in six months during 1979 and when he was fired, he moved to Tucson, Arizona. He and his wife returned to Cokeville in 1986 and carried out their insidious plan. Young had a manifesto called “Zero-Infiniti” and proclaimed “this is a revolution!” as he and his wife took an entire generation – over 160 children and teachers – hostage and wouldn’t release them until he was given 300 million dollars and a personal phone call from the President of the United States.
Keeping all the children in a single room and standing in the middle of it, the Youngs began a standoff that would last 2 1/2 hours. David left the room leaving his wife alone and it was then that the bomb went off instantly killing Doris. Young returned and seeing his wife dead, turned his gun on himself and pulled the trigger.
The miraculous thing is that despite the shooting and the detonation of the bomb, the Youngs were the only casualties. Some children suffered flash burns from the explosion, but all were alive. In the last 20 years, this event has become known as The Miracle of Cokesville.
The story runs deeper. Bomb experts called out to the scene were stunned. They couldn’t figure out why the school was still intact when a bomb that size should have obliterated the entire side of the building leaving everyone – the hostage-takers and the hostages – all dead. How was this possible? To this day no one has provided an explanation. The children and teachers were alive and that was all that apparently mattered.
Then the children began to tell stories of angels who appeared to them and instructed them to move to a corner of the classroom because the bomb was about to explode. Some reported seeing beautiful figures in white while others said that they saw long-dead relatives telling them not to be afraid. Many said later that there was an angel in the room for every child and that each was protecting their charge. Some children said that they didn’t see anything, but rather heard disembodied voices telling them that the disaster was about to happen and that they would be spared.
All of these stories may seem like a child’s fancy had it not been for the miraculous survival of everyone in the room. Adding to the mystery was the fact that on one of the blackened walls covered with shrapnel that somehow misses every child in the room was burned the outline of a human shape with wings (Special thanks to Jason Guilbault for sending me the pictures!).
A bomb that should have leveled a building somehow spared 167 innocent people that stood unprotected in the same room. Did God send down angels to protect them? Were they protected by the loving spirits of relatives? Or was it just a case of blind luck that only the hostage takers met there end on that day?
The only thing that can be said for certainty is that – through divine will or incredible chance – Cokeville was the sight of a miracle.
the story of Camereon, a 4 year old boy that seems to have memories from a previous life.
Little Cameron Macaulay was a typical six-year-old, always talking about his mum and family.
He liked to draw pictures of his home too – a long single-storey, white house standing in a bay.
But it sent shivers down his mum’s spine – because Cameron said it was somewhere they had never been, 160 miles away from where they lived.
And he said the mother he was talking about was his “old mum.”
Convinced he had lived a previous life Cameron worried his former family would be missing him.
The Glasgow lad said they were on the Isle Of Barra.
Mum Norma, 42, said: “Ever since Cameron could speak he’s come up with tales of a childhood on Barra.
“He spoke about his former parents, how his dad died, and his brothers and sisters.
“Eventually we just had to take him there to see what we could find.
“It was an astonishing experience.”
Cameron’s journey to find his previous life is now the subject of a spooky TV documentary.
Norma said: “His dad and I are no longer together but neither of our families have ever been to the island.
“At first we just put his stories down to a vivid imagination.” Then life took a more sinister turn as Cameron started to become distressed at being away from his Barra family.
Norma said: “It was awful and went on for years.
“When he started nursery his teacher asked to see me and told me all the things Cameron was saying about Barra. He missed his mummy and his brothers and sisters there.
“He missed playing in rockpools on the beach beside his house.
“And he complained that in our house there was only one toilet, whereas in Barra, they had three.
“He used to cry for his mummy. He said she’d be missing him and he wanted to let his family in Barra know he was all right.
“It was very distressing. He was inconsolable.”
Memorable view … Isle of Barra which Cameron said was his former home
“He wouldn’t stop talking about Barra, where they went, what they did and how he watched the planes landing on the beach from his bedroom window.
“He even said his dad was called Shane Robertson, who had died because ‘he didn’t look both ways.’
“I assume he means knocked over by a car but he never says that.
“One day his nursery teacher told me a film company were looking for people who believed they had lived before.
“She suggested I contact them about Cameron. My family were horrified. There was a lot of opposition to it. I’m a single parent so it was me and Cameron’s brother Martin, who is only a year older than him, who were being badly affected by this.
“Cameron wouldn’t stop begging me to take him to Barra. It was constant.
“I contacted the film company and they followed Cameron’s journey to Barra.
“We had child psychologist Dr Jim Tucker, from Virginia, with us.
“He specialises in reincarnation and has researched other children like Cameron.
“When Cameron was told we were going to Barra he was jumping all over the place with excitement.” The family flew from Glasgow last February and landed on Cockleshell Bay an hour later.
Norma said: “He asked me if his face was shiny, because he was so happy.
“When we got to the island and DID land on a beach, just as Cameron had described, he turned to Martin and me and said, ‘Now do you believe me?’
He got off the plane, threw his arms in the air and yelled ‘I’m back.’
“He talked about his Barra mum, telling me she had brown hair down to her waist before she’d had it cut.
“He said I’d like her and she’d like me. He was anxious for us to meet.
“He also talked about a ‘big book’ he used to read, and God and Jesus.
“We’re not a religious family but his Barra family were.”
The Macaulays booked into a hotel and began their search for clues to Cameron’s past. Norma said: “We contacted the Heritage Centre and asked if they’d heard of a Robertson family who lived in a white house overlooking a bay.
“They hadn’t. Cameron was very disappointed. We drove around the island but he didn’t see the house.
“Then we realised that if he saw planes land on the beach from his bedroom window, we were driving the wrong way.”
Next the family received a call from their hotel to confirm that a family called Robertson once had a white house on the bay.
Norma explains: “We didn’t tell Cameron anything. We just drove towards where we were told the house was and waited to see what would happen.
“He recognised it immediately and was overjoyed.
“But as we walked to the door all the colour drained from Cameron’s face and he became very quiet.
“I think he thought it would be exactly the same as he remembered it, that his Barra mum would be waiting for him inside. He looked sad. There was no one there. The previous owner had died but a keyholder let us in.
“There were lots of nooks and crannies and Cameron knew every bit of the house – including the THREE toilets and the beach view from his bedroom window. In the garden, he took us to the ‘secret entrance’ he’d been talking about for years.”
Researchers also managed to track down one of the Robertson family who had owned the house.
Norma said: “We visited them at their new address in Stirling, but couldn’t find anything about a Shane Robertson.
“Cameron was eager to see old family photographs in case he found his dad or himself in any.
“He’d always talked about a big black car and a black and white dog.
“The car and the dog were in the photos.”
Since the family returned to their home in Clydebank, Glasgow, Cameron has been much calmer.
Norma said: “Going to Barra was the best thing we could have done.
“It’s put Cameron’s mind at ease. He no longer talks about Barra with such longing.
“Now he knows we no longer think he was making things up.
“We didn’t get all the answers we were looking for – and, apparently, past life memories fade as the person gets older.
“Cameron has never spoken about dying to me. But he told his pal not to worry about dying, because you just come back again.
“When I asked him how he ended up with me, he tells me he ‘fell through and went into my tummy.’
“And when I ask him what his name was before, he says, ‘It’s Cameron. It’s still me.’
“I don’t think we’ll ever get all the answers.”
By Yvonne Bolouri | rense.com
For a few years now, a collection of strange stories about black eyed kids has been bouncing around the Internet via paranormal forums and supernatural chat rooms. These stories have a single originating point–a creepy experience reported by journalist Brian Bethel on January 16, 1998. Brian claims he was approached in his car by two children whose eyes were all black, meaning there was no white in their corneas. These children insisted Brian let them into his parked car, claiming they needed a ride to a telephone.
Brian claims he was overcome with a feeling of sheer panic, as though he were being hunted by a sinister predator. The more fearful he became the more insistent the kids became that he let them them in.
This story has since multiplied, reported by dozens of others: a woman who lives alone, who claims two kids knocked on her door at 11 PM demanding she let them in to use her restroom; a soldier alone in a Marines barracks, who found his courage under fire when two BEKs knocked at his door in the middle of the night; a lone camper, who claims he spent all night huddled in his tent terrified after two black eyed children randomly appeared in the woods and insisted he let them inside his tent.
The similarities in all the stories are as follows:
~It’s always two kids at night.
~They always have completely jet black eyes.
~The kids seem unnatural and almost alien in disposition.
~The kids repeatedly ask to be let inside, growing more and more hostile throughout the encounter.
The paranormal explanation is the one most often cited. Due to the lack of physical evidence, few paranormal researchers have claimed to believe this story 100%. However, there are many who think the black eyed kid legend has eerie similarities with a variety of traditional paranormal classifications.
Sure, why not? Make them demons. All of the people who have reported experiences of BEKs recount feeling sheer terror in their presence, irrational terror that would normally not come about due to merely being approached by children.
Perhaps BEKs are the ghosts of deceased children, spirits who have lost their way. They don’t know they’re dead and are thus asking for help, but they’re no longer human and thus appear strange both in appearance and demeanor.
All it would take for a couple of kids to keep this myth going is buying some black contact lenses and having the disposition to not crack up laughing during the ruse. The hoax explanation would appear to be the most likely one for people not inclined to believe in the paranormal. However, if this is a copycat hoax, a prank perpetuated by bored teens on a Friday night, it seems strange that there is not one reported incidence of a BEK breaking character and smiling or laughing. Even the teen vampire heartthrobs in the Twilight series aren’t that good at character acting.
With all the buckwild cults out there, it would not surprise us at all if there was one that involved devious kids. In some ways, this is just as terrifying as the demon explanation, and far more likely. There are hundreds of thousands of runaway children and they often get swept up into gangs and illegal activity.
What if it goes further than this? What if there’s a deranged serial killer out there who hypnotizes children, inducting them into his/her ‘family’ and then unleashing them upon the public? One could argue–and, in fact, many are–that the government does this on a daily basis.
What’s to say the black eyed kids aren’t a part of, or symbolic of, an experiment gone wrong, or an occult project cut loose?
Looking at old vintage photos out of context is not only a recipe for creepiness, it’s also one of our favorite pastimes. What passed for everyday life 60+ years ago might send you running down the block screaming today. The following photos are downright eerie, anyway you spin it. And since we cannot explain many of them… it only leaves our imaginations running wild with the unspeakable horrors they were derived from. Enjoy!
The power of thought. It’s something that is questioned often and experiments formed to try to test it.
What do we know about thought?
We have a thought – and it is followed by an emotion and then an action. For example, someone cuts you off in traffic, you think “how dare they nearly hit me!” Then, you pull up to them and give them the finger.
We can also affect our very physiology with our thoughts. If we’re scared, our heart pounds, if we imagine biting into a waxy tart lemon, we salivate.
But, can thought do things without physical actions?
An interesting experiment shows that this is very possible.
Dr. Masaru Emoto performed a simple but quite impressive experiment. He took two containers of rice and on one he wrote “Thank you” and on the other “You fool.” School children were told to speak the phrases out loud each time they passed by the jars during their school day. After 30 days, the “negative” container was filled with mold. The other container barely changed. The doctor is also known for experiments with intention upon water.
A very groundbreaking documentary called “The Secret” has some wonderful speakers sharing the secrets of envisioning what you want and not what you don’t want. The power of thought and envisioning is a powerful thing. It almost creates a kind of psychic chemistry that alters events and opportunities, energies and serendipity. I admit that I follow this and it has had remarkable effects on my life.
Can a church seem to be more effective at producing positive energy because of the mass of people all having hopeful directed thoughts towards changing a situation? Lots of studies have gone on in the power of prayer. Many of the findings have been conflicting. In a most recent one that reported prayer does nothing, they used questionable methods. The told half the patients they were being prayed for and half the patients that they may or may not be prayed for. The results showed that ones who were told they were being prayed for had a higher incidence of complications. Of course, those complications could be due to the anxiety of being told that people were praying for them, hence making them wonder “am I sicker than I thought?” There is no debating, though, that there is power in groups depending on emotions – an angry crowd creates mob energy and a healing crowd creates miracles.
There is nothing more powerful than thought. In fact, a psychic will tell you that thought is the broth with which they slurp. If someone close to me thinks about contacting me, I start thinking about them out of the blue like mad and when I can’t get them off my mind, the phone rings. Their intention was broadcast to me. We get it sometimes in a crowded place, like a restaurant. We stop what we’re doing and turn and stare at someone staring at us. We felt their intent upon us. The mechanism by which this works is a mystery to science at this point, but then so was gravity at one point. So, eventually we will understand and, with understanding, will come great control. Imagine if we knew how to direct thought to make things happen?
You know how when bad things happen we say “it comes in 3’s“? and when things are going great, we say we’re “on a roll“? These terms have some validity. We truly do set in place a chain of events that could affect not just us, but the area around us. That experiment with rice can be compared to the phenomena or residual hauntings or psychometric information held in objects and locations. Can we leave a print of ourselves? Psychic trackers will tell you that we do. A psychic tracker can walk a path you walked and tell you what you were feeling and imagining. Heady stuff – literally!
Even though the concept of our thoughts affecting objects and others, such as healing a fellow human being, there is always a dark aspect to man – the manic side; for every good is a bad. Imagine if someone had that power from their mind to create catastrophe? So far, we can test its effect on mold on rice, but thankfully man has not captured all this power. There are some things that perhaps we should not advance until man can shed his destructive tendencies.
One of the smartest men that ever lived had this to say about intelligence.
Don’t compare yourself to others and don’t compare others to you.
Find what you are good at, what you love and pursue it with all of your heart.
Elijah Jefferson Bond was a lawyer and an inventor (aren’t those two always associated?) He invented many things, but was best known for the patent for the Ouija Board in May 28, 1890.
To learn more about his life and his Kennard Novelty Company, go here.
The Ouija board has been utilized in a ridiculous amount of horror movies and just some of them are; The Uninvited, Thirteen Ghosts, The Exorcist, Awakenings, What Lies Beneath, Paranormal Activity, Amityville 3-D, Witchboard, and Only You.
In 1966, his estate sold his company and its games to Parker Brothers. which was sold to Hasbro and hence the Ouija spirit boards we know today.
In the Green Mount Cemetery in Maryland, Elijah Bond was laid to rest with a Ouija Headstone. If they had laid it flat instead, one might have been able to converse with him…
A great deal of people fear Ouija because they have heard stories of what an happen, as if it is some kind of active jinx. They also began to attribute bad things that happen to them to having used it in the past. The superstitions surrounding it are huge, and yet these same people have no fear of doing an EVP session during a ghost hunt and asking ghosts to give answers or rap on the wall – the exact same “uncontrolled” calling of “any spirits who are listening.”
Here’s some stylish adaptations of Ouija –
For more amazing artisan works, go to Etsy and type in “Ouija,” it’s quite enlightening!
Here is a newspaper article from 1897 commemorating the Fox Sisters and the birth of Spiritualism. I have followed the post with links to current articles on the subject:
Hornsville Weekly Tribune, Hornsville, New York – 21 May 1897
They Were Nearly Mobbed in Rochester, and Their Seances Made a Tremendous Sensation–Proposition to Make a Spiritual Museum of the Old Fox Cottage
Rappings Heard at Hydesville, N.Y., Forty-Nine Years Ago
Almost unnoticed by the general public, prominent spiritualists recently held a convention at Rochester to commemorate the forty-ninth anniversary of the “Rochester rappings.” Noted believers from all over the country were in attendance, and Fitzhugh hall was the scene of materializations and spiritual manifestations of many kinds. Aside from the seances and tests, the main business of the spiritualists was to start a fund to be used in erecting a memorial to the Fox sisters.
Rochester has the reputation of being the birthplace of spirit rappings, but this reputation is not wholly justified by facts. The real birthplace was Hydesville, a small town near Rochester.
The phenomena of spirit rappings began in March 1848, in the home of John D. Fox in Hydesville. The Fox family were known and respected throughout Wayne county. The children, Margaret and Kate, aged 12 and 9 years, respectively, were at home when the family was startled by the mysterious rappings that were heard nightly upon the floor in one of the bedrooms and sometimes in other parts of the house. A patter of footsteps sometimes was heard, and bed clothes were often pulled off. Both sisters declared many times that cold hands passed over their faces.
The noises became so pronounced that the aid of neighbors was called in, and an effort was made to trace the mysterious sounds of their cause. All attempts at investigation were baffled, and the Fox house soon became noted as being haunted, and many wild stories were afloat of mysterious lights that glimmered weirdly above the roof and of pale phosphorescences that danced about the yard at midnight. Children held the place in horror, and even cool-headed men hesitated about driving near the place at midnight.On the night of March 31, when the raps first occurred, little 9-year-old Kate imitated them by snapping her fingers, and the raps resounded by the same number of sounds. Kate then said: “Now, do as I do. Count one, two, three, four, five, six,” at the same time striking her hands together. A similar number of raps responded and at similar intervals.
“Count ten,” said the mother of the girls, and ten distinct knocks were heard.
One of the questions as to the cause of the rappings received the answer that it was the spirit of a man who had been murdered in the house some years before. The matter was investigated, and the remains of a human are said to have been found buried in the cellar.
The stories of the Fox cottage finally became so notorious that the family was made uncomfortable thereby, and it finally moved to Rochster. The trip from Hydesville to Rochester was made by the Erie canal, and Mrs. Fox was fancying that the rappings had been left behind when they were heard on the floor of the cabin boat.
After a number of meetings had been held in the home of Mrs. Fish, in Rochester, the spirits insisted that a public meeting be held, but this was opposed by the family, and the “invisibles” declared that they would leave the house unless their wishes were complied with.
The rappings did cease for a time when nothing was done, and it was finally decided to hold a meeting, as the spirits had requested, and it was held in the old Corinthian hall on the evening of Nov. 14, 1849. A number of prominent citizens appeared on the platform with Mrs. Fish and her sister Margaret Fox, the medium. The hall was filled. The phenomena were manifested freely and were subjected to many tests. A committee appointed to investigate the proceedings reported that it was unable to trace the phenomena to any mundane agency.
The report was a disappointment to the majority of those present, for the skeptics had expected a thorough exposure. A second committee was appointed, consisting of prominent men. The investigation was conducted at the office of Chancellor Whittlesey. Mrs. Fish and Margaret Fox were placed in a number of different positions, and every precaution was taken to prevent fraud, and as a result of the investigation it was the unanimous opinion of the committee that the sounds were “inexplicable.”
By this time the excitement in the city was intense. Much dissatisfaction was expressed at the methods of the committee, and a third one was appointed, among its members being two physicians. This committee was even more exacting in its tests but was unable to discover the cause of the sounds.
When it reported failure, there was almost a riot. Threats were freely made against the lives of the mediums, and the assistance of the police was asked. These precautions proved necessary, as the audience, frantic with excitement, made a determined rush for the platform, shrieking maledictions and hurling threats at the two slender, pale, but composed women, who seemed not to heed the angry surgings of the mob.
It required the utmost efforts of the squad of police to remove the Fox sisters to a place of safety. Never since those first days of spirit rappings has Rochester been in the throes of such wild and general excitement. During the first year it took a degree of moral and physical courage to be a spiritualist.
In 1850 the Fox girls gave seances in New York, and the alleged spiritual manifestations became the subject of extensive discussion. Mediums sprang up all over the country and were multiplied by thousands.
For years the Fox sisters startled the country, but as time passed the interest in spirit rappings and other alleged phenomena grew gradually less and finally seemed to die altogether. Â One of the Fox sisters married Dr. Kane, the Arctic explorer, while the younger sister, Kate, married a Dr. Couken, a prominent physician.
“There should be some memorial of the Fox sisters in Rochester,” said Mr. Kates, who was chairman of the convention, to the correspondent of the Chicago Record. “Next year will be the semicentennial of the discovery of the rappings, and we should have at that time some tangible evidence to offer of their birth. I suggest obtaining possession of the Fox cottage, inclose it and establish therein a spiritual museum, where all the various manifest tokens received from the spirit world, the historical things indicating the growth of movement, could be collected. In time a spiritual college might be erected, and it would serve admirably as an annual meeting place. Next year the national association will hold the great jubilee, probably in Rochester, and it will be second to nothing in the history of the movement.
We can believe in Bigfoot, aliens and UFOs or ghosts, but when that explains evidence to us, then we are not employing critical thinking. A sound in a reportedly haunted location does not a ghost make. It makes a sound. A sound is not evidence of anything except a physical dynamic creating an audible outcome.
Someone recently shared a video of a reported Bigfoot. Besides the very contrived setting of the filming, all that was seen was a glimpse of something that looked hairy, moving out of frame within seconds. There were no details. Someone in the BF community insisted it was legit because the witness was well respected. But, witness and evidence have to be separated because if you believe in someone, you now have a colored explanation when they tell you what they saw (remember how belief can create your interpretations?). This witness had only a tiny fraction of a moment of something with hair in the distance on film. But, he said it was a Bigfoot and a researcher believed the witness, so accepted what he was telling him. This was not film of a Bigfoot. It was film of something nondescript and hairy moving deep in the woods. With that moment in time long gone, we cannot ever prove that the hairy thing was a Bigfoot.
Employing your critical thinking is essential because if the context is ghost hunting or Bigfoot hunting and you see something or hear something you don’t have a ready explanation for it, it’s easy to attribute it to the context – searching for the unexplained. But, evidence is a murky thing. It rarely shows itself so blatantly as, say, the Patterson-Gimlin film, and so you’re left with either someone’s word on something coloring how you view the evidence or you have evidence that is incomplete and you cannot say one way or the other what it is.
It’s important that we separate belief in a subject from belief in the particular evidence being presented. We can have belief and yet still be critical of evidence. That is the sign of a thorough investigator.
We all know someone who thinks everything is a ghost and everything is a Bigfoot. There pages on Facebook devoted to “find the Squatch” blobsquatches where a person goes into the woods and every single time, comes back, uploads their photos, and see a BF in every shot. To them, they are clear and obvious and to others who frown and study them, they are hopes and wishes.
I find the easiest way to employ critical thinking is to ask myself to describe to myself what I am seeing without giving it a name or conclusion.
“I see something that appears to have fur, nondescript shape, and is moving out of frame.” This is only the absolutely logical description without any belief or interpretation. A wrong way of employing this would be, “I see a Bigfoot moving away from the camera.” That is the belief coloring in the things that are not actually seen on the film.
Evidence is a very difficult thing to wrangle up in the para-field and nearly impossible to get evidence that is quite clear, quite obvious and not explainable by means of hoaxing. This is why evidence cannot ever be proof. We may be asked to make these assumptions in a court of law, but a moment in time in which a crime occurs does not always yield enough documentation of evidence to prove clearly. However, in a field that hopes to take para-experiences into the recognized science, video that can be hoaxed and audio that can be misunderstood cannot do it.
Each researcher must decide what evidence they find compelling, but reserve the right to dismiss that which does not hold enough substance to be relevant.