The term paredolia referenced in 1994 by Steven Goldstein, describes a psychological phenomenon involving a vague and random stimulus (often an image or sound) being perceived as significant. Common examples include images of animals or faces in clouds, the man in the moon, and hidden messages on records played in reverse. The word comes from the Greek para- — beside, with or alongside — and eidolon — image (the diminutive of eidos — image, form, shape).It is real easy to hear what you want to hear mixed in with alot of static.Its just like sitting in a sound proof room,if you listen long enough you will hear stuff. This next one is me and my brother in one room and the recorder in another,all the power in the house is off,you can hear us but real faint.Its strange but it sounds like two spirits are greeting each other and a weird sound in the beginning. Tell me what you think,E-MAIL me. This one is " Shoot Him" ( YOU WILL SUFFER....IN LIFE IN DEATH) (MMMM BAM) (MISSOURI) (THEN WHEN YA...HAVE A GOOD TIME)
When all this started I am not real sure. From the moment we first moved in, my daughter would not sleep in her room. As time went by she would try and tell us about it but being adults we just brushed it off as her imagination. My sons died in a car accident. They had there bedrooms in the basement. Their best friend Bagel the Beagle would not go downstairs since they had been gone. I was sitting at my computer one night when I heard Bagel go downstairs. I went to look and as I stood at the top of the landing he started to tilt his head sideways and stair at me. Next thing I know a rush or blast of cold air shot by me. Needless to say I went and sat down. This is when I decided to find out what was going on. I wanted to make sure my boys were not stuck in this house. Jumping ahead in the story I had no evidence that either one of them was here. Others were here. I did what I could do to identify who and why they were in my house and had come to the conclusion that with the history that I found out about the place, a couple of them belonged. But as far as I know the female did not. I had only seen her one time. I had tried to communicate with her many times but never getting a response. Those who did not belong, left. About 3 or 4 days before we were to move out, I was doing a little packing in the basement. I heard my daughter walk up behind me and say loud and clear "Crawl Space". I turned around and she was not there. I went upstairs. The Saturday night before our last day in the house, one of my partners, Shane and myself decided to spend the evening investigating the place. We had the usual footsteps and cold spots. Shane had said the whole time we were there, everywhere he sat down, it felt like snakes were slithering under him. We also heard a few disembodied voices that night. Playing them back, they all sound different that what we heard. The strangest part of the evening was when we were doing an EVP session in my oldest sons room. We never ask if they were there. Shane got a loud painful ringing in his right ear. Playing back that part of the audio, we caught an EVP that says " Ed Bird". This was the name of one of my sons birds.
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