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There was an interesting article published by ‘The Weston Mercury’ today about some of the stranger things people have reported to the Avon & Somerset Constabulary over the past few years. Things like:
Aliens – including UFOs, lights in the sky and little green men – prompted the most calls, with 32 such reports.
One caller claimed to have been abducted by aliens, one reported ‘aliens across the road’, and another said they had seen an alien ‘trying to breathe everyone in’.
Lights in the sky were said to have slowly circled one caller’s town, while another person said they had seen 23 UFOs fly in formation down the Bristol Channel.
Big cats were another common cause, accounting for 31 calls. The creatures are described by various callers as pumas, panthers, leopards, and even a lion.
One caller told startled 999 operators they had seen ‘a large black cat the size of a donkey pass the house’, while others reported seeing a leopard sunbathing on top of a bridge and a panther killing deer.
And ghosts and mischievous spirits were spotted by plenty of 999 callers too.
One person said a ghost was ‘chasing’ them, another casually claimed to have seen a ghost ‘the other day’, and one said a poltergeist had ‘moved things around and deleted files from the laptop’.
I thought it was rather interesting to have such figures released. It was, however, something in the comments section that caught my attention. Someone by the name of T-bone commented:
I’m not sure this sort of thing should be made public…it might encourage some other childish person to copy them.
It isn’t childish of somebody to not be able to explain something they’ve witnessed. It also isn’t childish for them to phone the local police force if they are genuinely concerned or scared by what they have witnessed.
To be perfectly honest, if I saw what I thought was a puma or leopard I too would phone the police!
I have only been investigating paranormal claims and reports for a short time, but in that time I have met people who are truly puzzled, and sometimes petrified by what they’ve witnessed. Quite often, eye witnesses are embarrassed because they think they’re stupid or weird. Not everyone who witnesses a ‘ghost’ or a ‘UFO’ believes them to be possible. Quite often they’re stumped for an answer and they know that other people would say it was a ghost or a UFO.
If we dismiss them as childish or stupid or weird because they can’t work something out, it would be cruel. Sometimes all people need is someone to believe that they’ve had such a strange experience – leaving all possible causes to one side – telling someone you understand that they’ve genuinely been confused or spooked by something can help them a lot.
If you can then include them in the process of trying to determine what it was that caused what they witnessed, it can help them learn new facts and understand similar experiences in the future.
So many people think they are stupid for being scared of something spooky that happened. That isn’t the case at all.
I was thinking the other day ‘What would happen to my blog if I suddenly died?’, I realise it’s quite a macabre thought but I’ve found death has become less taboo for me the more I’m involved with ghost research. It’s just part of life, an ending to something beautiful that is, in itself, beautiful.
I realised though, as I was walking to work thinking about my blog and what would happen to it, that it would be almost tragic for it to just be sat here collecting ‘pixel dust’ without me adding to it. The words of someone that once was but no longer is. Then I realised that there must be blogs out there that are already like that – the last post dated from before the bloggers death, a mysterious gap where nothing has been posted – perhaps punctuated by a note from a loved one hastily paying tribute to the blogger after having worked out their password.
“I’m sorry to say that they’ve left , but they’ll live on in our memories and hearts…and their blog”
These are ghosts.
Like an upgraded ghost, sort of. Not your apparition of a loved one walking down the hallway only to disappear when you go to investigate, not the scent of their shampoo or aftershave that is there for one fleeting moment and then gone, but them, from back then, in the way they expressed themselves. Immortalised forever online.
Their thoughts collected in one place leaving an impression of who they were for all to see, somewhere that you can visit them.
The internet is full of ghosts. People who are no longer alive, but who are still there. You can get to know them by reading their blogs, viewing their Flickr galleries or listening to their podcasts. It’s almost like standing at a strangers graveside, or reading through a diary they kept.
The internet is haunted by ghosts of the past, and I think it’s rather beautiful.