Jose, I found out sometimes your amp can pick up radio transmissions. We had a recording session down town in the old part of Victoria. The building is accross the street from the Police station on one side and Fasaties on the other corner. It's above a fitness center. I had brought a small 100 watt Genz Benz 2 10 combo and in between songs I kept hearing something. My amp was picking up an AM station that was broadcasting a baseball game. It was kind of cool. But later on that night as we were just messing around up there the guy that owns the top floor kept hearing something and looking outside. He asked if we heard somebody yelling. At first I didn't hear it, he never said what he had heard, just that somebody was yelling. The closer I listened the more you could hear it. The baseball game wasn't what was coming through the amp anymore. It was a high pitched hum with a faint voice of a man yelling to knock off the noise! lol He said that building has alot of history and he hated being up there at night alone. He would work on mixing tracks and things would start banging around and cables would come unplugged. It had a really wierd vibe on the top floor.

Well, we know we have a rat in the attic that we just can't seem to get, but, there are many sounds and events that we cannot explian. I have a small but old coin collection in a lock box I keep hidden. One day my GF and stepdaughter were lookoing thru it and the door to the room slowly closed. They freaked and ran to call me at work.

Growing up in this old house, which was built in 1950, I would wake up in the morning and hear voices of my friends in the kitchen. When I'd go in there my grandmother and her sister would be making breakfast. I'd ask where my friends were, only to find out they had not come by.

Three of the creepiest events happend while I was in the old band called LEGASYS. In one instance I was with the vocalist and a few buddies. All we had was a small boom-box and my amp and guitar. We were just making cassete recordings and we kept at it until the morning. After sun up, we were listening back to the tapes and on one, just as I ended a song in a long drawn out fashion, a laugh turned up onm the tape. I distincly remember it today though the tape is long gone. It was sinister and then some. No one was doing or saying anything when we were recording. There was only my guitar playing.

The other was when The vocalist, Bassist, and myself were doing pretty much the same thing. We were putting songs onto tape to hear what we were playing and make changes to certain sections. I had a radio shack reverb unit hooked up the the recorder and in between songs it put out a bit of raspy hissing. Listening back the next day I found a deep throbbing growl in between songs in one instance. It could not have been produced by the reverb unit. The bassist was playing his guitar and amp at the time and bothe our set-ups were identical. High frequency hiss was the only noise in between songs along with a bit of talking from the three of us. We had just chosen the nest song to practice and the silence in which we stepped up to the mark so to speak, is where that growl appeared.

One day the bassist and I were practicing. Both of us were playing guitars and we settled into a jam on a new as of yet unwritten song. We went on for an hour or so, trading off leads and doing different movements to get a feel for the tune. At one point I thought I heard him singing something. It sounded pretty good so i stopped to write it down. I asked him what he was singing and he said he wasn't. He asked me the same thing. I was not. We agreed on what we heard and wrote out the lyrics for what became one of our best party requests.

I have seen many ghosts. I have seen many things in the night sky. Many things have happened that I cannot explain. Yes! I believe! Kudos to you my friend!

Ghosts? .....

I remember my dad telling me a story about why he believed in a death angel and heaven and such.

When he was a young boy my grandfather came home and said that the old man next house over was about to die and he was going over their. My dad went outside to play with the dogs.

After a while my dad said that the dogs started to look up in the air, the hair on their back was raised and they started to bark. They ran barking right to the old man's house and went to his window and laid down. They became quiet.

After a while the dogs got up, looked up and started the same thing over again running out into the field. Then grandpa came home and said the old man had just died.

Pretty convincing of some things.

@ Suzy.. Really! I have seen pics before with the orbs but to have people in the shot is crazy!!

The house I grew up in had a couple. We counted at least 2 consistantly. The house was a civil war era house but moved closer to town. The land it was moved to started out as a training camp for soldiers and turned into a POW camp during WW2 and Korean wars. My mom had a piano that would start playing by itself and you always heard foot steps up and down the stairs when nobody was walking around. We had a pool table that the balls had a habit of moving by themselves...in different directions, so it wasn't that the floor was unlevel. The t.v.s would turn off and on by themselves and you could hear doors opening and closing during the night. My sis didn't believe me until she woke up thinking I was sitting on her feet during the night until she turned the light on and nobody was there but you could see the indentation of somebody sitting down on the bed.

People, who believe in ghosts, set themselves up to be tormented by the lesser angels who followed Satan from heaven. I don't deny that the experiences are real, it's just demons tickling your fancies. I've seen all kinds of stuff also, but by that time I was well versed in demons and angels and understood the powers they had.

I've experienced them a number of times. Lived in a civil war era home in east Texas some years ago that had it all sound, temperature, and apparitions. Strong vibe in the house but nothing menacing. It was like sharing a house with tenants. The house was vast and we just lived in the back. I would announce it before going into the front rooms during the day and there were some rooms we simply did not go into after dark. One of the front rooms we would use for a guest room. We would always ask the guests how their night was. Some passed the night none the wiser others would comment on little oddities. How cold the room was was a common complaint. One time a hunting buddy of mine actually got up in the night because he could hear a baby crying on he front porch. Couldn't find it though.

Opening and closing doors, apparitions, and one night even a 30's circa dance band....no doubt in my mind.I don't think they are neccesarily harmful or even much interested in us. My $.02.

I have always believed in GHOSTS! I have had my share of experiences that I rather not talk about, otherwise I will not be able to sleep tonight. And I already dont sleep well as it is! The whole spirits and ghost thing is creepy to me and i really hate it when someone dies near me cause I always am scared I am going to see there ghost or spirit form and IT IS JUST FREAKY TO ME. The whole death thing doesn't settle well with me. I know it's inevitable to all of us. But, I do not like being reminded when I feel a presence or see something paranormal. I would much rather be DEAD and then see them DEAD rather than me still be alive and there dead coming to me....LOL CRRRREEEEPPPYYYY STUFF...LOL (I know I'm a little weird sometimes) I blame it on my kids driving me nuts!!! ;}

Sure do. I didn't until I got married though. I live next to a house that has, in the past, been very active. We also have images on pictures that would make a believer out of anyone. These are not just pictures of orbs, smoke, or shadows, but real people.