The Burning Monk- Thich Quang Duc (1993) sat down in meditation position at Saigon. He then poured gasoline all over his body and set himself alight. He maintained his calm meditative position and did not even make a sound while his body burned and then within a few minutes toppled over. His body was consumed but his heart remained intact. It was placed in the Reserve Bank of Vietnam and is called the Symbol Of The Holy Heart.
He wanted to show people that we can do incredible things when we practice mindfulness. He also wanted to show the world the injustice that was being perpetrated on the Buddhist religion and community by a repressive regime. Needless to say, it worked pretty well and the government softened up on the Buddhist. He is a remarkable symbol of the incredible power the mind holds.
Unicorn Cave is the largest cave(610 meters) in Germany’s Harz Mountains. It was discovered in 1541 and the people thought that the large deposits of bone belonged to the mythical creature, the unicorn. Modern research has shown that the bones actually belonged to many prehistoric animals who took shelter there. Mammoths, ancient cave bears, ancient lions, and excavation has even shown that prehistoric man also in this cave at some point in the past. Sadly no one has found any super cool unicorn horns, but hope is not lost!
A lot of people ask us about some good horror films, so I’ve decided to make a post linking people to some I liked. What is scary to one person might not be scary to another person, but I’ll try to include a broad range of movies. If you would like me to add something to the list, just message me :)
I would suggest looking them up on IMDB before you watch any of them due to the nature of some of the films.
The Shining (even though you’ve all probably have seen it, its a personal favorite)
Insidious (not the best ending)
Sinister (not the best ending)
Mama (not the best ending…sigh)
Well this is all I’ve got so far, feel free to message if you’d like to add something to the list. This list isn’t my personal favorite list, but I decided to add a broad list of movies so there is something for everyone. So yeah…reblog the fuck out of this and watch some.
Added a few more to the list
Here is an updated list for anyone that wants a lazy Sunday
John Titor was a man who appeared on several bulletin boards during 2000 and 2001 claiming to be a time traveler from the year 2036. He first appeared on Time Travel Institute forums in November 2, 2000 and mainly gave a description of what a time machine would need. He stated that it requires a “two top-spin, dual positive singularities”. He made no mention or claimed to be a time traveler in these early posts. He first claimed to be a time traveler a few months later and made various predictions about the near future starting with events in 2004.
He described a civil war in the United States that escalated to a nuclear World War III. He also stated that his timeline is disjoint from ours and that his very existence in our universe changes some of these events. He also revealed that the primary objective for his time traveling is to retrieve an IBM 5100 from 1975 to debug legacy computer programs in 2036 and stopped in 2000 for “personal reasons” to collect pictures lost in the civil war, and visiting family. In March 2001, he announced that he was returning to his own time and was never seen again.
It is not a horror-scary kind of story, rather an extremely creepy one, but I’ll share it anyway.
Recently my aunt came over (she doesn’t live around) and the story she shared with my family scared me for life.
Basically, she was driving from her home-town to other city and as she was passing through some village she spotted a man, standing by the bus stop, waving at cars (probably hoping to get a ride). He was wearing a suit and holding a briefcase. She decided that someone dressed like this is probably a businessman or an offical working in the city she was headin to, so she stopped the car and picked him (mind you - it was in the morning or generally early hours so her deduction seemed legit). The man turned out to be very nice and talkative so she relaxed a bit (I assume you are never fully comfortable with a stranger in your car) and kept on chatting as they were driving through some not very ‘attended’ road which led through the forest. At this stage guy turned his head in my aunt’s direction and said something along the line ‘you know, you would look really nice in a coffin’. As expected she instantly became VERY creeped out but it was in her best interest not to show how scared she was. She stopped the car and told him that there’s something wrong with engine and asked if he could get off and check it. He agreed and as soon as he left his seat she withdrew and drove in the opposite direction. Few minutes and few kilometers later, after finally calming down, she realized that his briefcase was still on the seat. She decided to open it. Inside, she found a rope and a set of different knives. She decided that the best option would be to drive to the nearest police station and report what just happened.
That’s as far as the story goes. She said that they didn’t find him (yet?) which is scary as hell because he is still out there, looking for new people or I don’t know, looking for her, maybe? Obviously, she assumed that he must’ve been some psychotic murderer but policeman that she was talking with, said that he has never heard a similar story nor there were any unsolved gruesome murders in the area in the past few months. This whole situation made me feel uneasy and I am sure that I will NEVER pick a stranger.
sounds like a plan. i’ll just share one tonight.
i use to live in a house on top a hill, on a street called college st., and a lot of “unexplained” events happened here. one night, i was sitting in the living room, in front of some bay windows. my laptop was the only source of light in the house at the time. to my right we had a giant painting inside a glass frame, so i could look over and see my reflection. i was messaging a new romance at the time, so i was pretty focused on my computer. still, i couldn’t ignore the chill that came over me. out of the corner of my eye, i thought i noticed something reflect off the bay windows, but i looked up to see nothing. feeling uneasy, i looked to my right. from the reflection off the painting, i saw a man leaning over the couch i was on, practically breathing on the back of my head. startled, i jumped up causing my laptop to fall shut on the ground, extinguishing the only light source. i frantically turned around to see nothing but the darkness i left myself in. i scooped up my laptop and opened it away from my body, shining the light towards where the man was standing. nobody was there.
i have a good sense of hearing, and the wood flooring made it difficult for anyone to sneak up on people. i’m convinced that house was haunted.
The abandoned MT Psychiatric Center, NY. This has been listed as one of the most haunted places in the country and is actually fenced off. The building is so close to falling apart that the floors actually move as you walk across.
So I’ve spent the entire morning looking through this blog! So amazing and super creeped out haha! I haven’t had anything paranormal happen for a very long time but I wanted to share some stories that happened between 2008-2010 when I was 14-16.
My brothers girlfriend introduced us to the ouija board in 2008, not a real one though, we just printed out a piece of paper and used a shot class as the pointer. We played it in my bedroom and in our two lounges as well. We had a lot of interactions with people that were mainly positive apart from a little girl called Emily telling us to fuck off. I introduced it to my friends and found myself messing with it a lot. We could see faced reflected in the shot glass sometimes and at one point my friend felt sharp pains up her arm while touching the shot glass. I was also really interested in astral travel and tried to do it each night. After that a lot of weird things happened. One was the occurrence of 33s. My brothers friend told him about it and not long after he was seeing it and so was I. Our house was number 33 of our street, it we glanced randomly at the time it would be 33 mins past something. Our bus usually always arrived at school at 3:33pm and if you were to randomly pay attention to someone’s letterbox, no doubt it would be 33. It’s in a lot if movies too, if the main character was a football or basketball player their number will more than likely be 33. Sorry to everyone reading too, you may see it now too. I have no idea what it means if anyone does please post something!!
Me and my two brothers all had the same type of TV. Mine started to turn off funny, like an old school tv where it comes in black like a circle shape if you get what I mean. I heard noises and freaked out like usual and got over it until one night, my door opened then closed and someone walked past my bed, I could hear the footprints in the carpet, they walked past my computer chair which I heard creak and swing the way they were walking and then stopped at the corner of my room. I was terrified I pretended it was just mum coming in to get something but when I got up in the morning I realised my door was locked and no one could come in. A lot of times when falling to sleep I would hear someone yell in my ear and I would be wide awake and my brother said he heard voices at night too. One week, all on different days me and my brothers tvs all blew up and we had to buy new ones and my brothers girlfriends family’s tv blew up at their house too. Her house was number 33 on her street. It all toned down after awhile we got over it and I got over trying to astral travel.
Then one night I woke up and my room looked different like it was all on a different angle then I could hear like vibrating noises (the best way to describe would be like light saber swooshes) and I looked over, this point I was floating close to my ceiling and I could see a bright light of a figure which was creating the noises as it moved and I felt like it was trying to help me or take me to the spiritual realm but I freaked out and ran, well floated to my door trying to open it but I couldn’t until I just fell through it and I was in the kitchen which was lit up and mum was washing up some dishes and I was looking down on her and it was so vivid I was screaming at her to help me then I can’t remember what happened after. I swapped rooms with my other brother and his gf and his gf could not stand to be in there, she would see a young girl and an elderly aboriginal woman in there a lot. I always thought it was a womanly presence as I could smell perfume from time to time and sometimes if I couldn’t find something in my room, I’d search the house and come back to my room to find the thing I was looking for laid out neatly on my bed. Like a motherly spirit.
Our house is brand new, no previous owners but a lot of people feel uneasy in our house or they see things in the corner of their eye. My boyfriend is south sea islander and Torres Strait islander with a little bit of aboriginal too, his mother had told us in aboriginal culture, hearing a curlew (look up the sound a curlew makes, for anyone not from Australia, it’s a bird that sounds like a little girl screaming.) means death or someone you know has died. My boyfriend and I see a curlew every single time we go for a leisurely drive at night. I don’t know what it means but maybe it can relate to the elderly aboriginal woman that may be still lingering close to me. If anyone has had any of the same things happen I would really love to hear about it!!
Ps we never got rid of the paper ouija board, even my parents don’t remember throwing it out but we had stored it in our fold out chess board and it’s no longer there.