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What is the weirdest thing you have ever seen?

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Ok well Hillbilly's yowie experience got me thinking of the wierdest thing I ever saw when I was a kid.

A witch flying just above me in the backyard at night, screaming with evil laughter. I pretty much pissed my pants and ran inside trembling and gasping for air. To this day I still can't explain it because I don't even believe in that sort of thing but it was real alright. How could one's imaginaton play tricks as realistic as that. I both saw and heard this evil creature. Maybe it was an extreme hallucination but I really wasn't on anything at age 6 other than cartoons and cereal.

So anyway, I wanna hear all about your most spine chilling experiences. And no BS or exaggerations

Lets hear 'em!

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The weirdest thing I've ever seen is The People From Walmart and I've seen some strange things.

A Barking Owl or Screaming woman Owl is pretty weird if you are camping alone and never heard of one before.

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a family of aliens emerging from a trap door in my bedroom. i saw it, does that make it real?

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seeing the movie chicken park when i was 10 was also pretty weird

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The mass conformism at the Anzac day celebration right now

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I MAY have possibly glimpsed one of these, not under any influence-this may have been the problem :wink: Edited by waterboy
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i think most people see something strange and unexplainable in their life. Most people seem to completely dismiss what they have seen, either by trying to explain it away as something regular thinking can explain or sometimes completely burying the memory so it no longer exists to them.

I have seen Ghosts in my childhood home as a kid several times. The house was originally 4 small peasant workers houses built in 1798. As i child i could never figure why they always looked short and stumpy. Almost as though cut off at the knee. it wasn't until i was in my early teens and we were having renovations done that i realised the original floor was about a foot or so lower. They had been walking at the original height of the floor.

I know my brother had also seen them as we were both terrified at the time, but when i ask him about it now he has no recollection, I think he maybe has blocked out the entire memory.

Thanks for sharing Halcyon daze, very brave of you

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Children are more receptive to ghosts, its because they have not been tainted with conformity,

I also grew up with a ghost that I believe keep an adventurous child alive. It was within one of the earliest soldier residences down this way. There was another "entity" in the backyard, beside an old walnut tree (possibly one of the first in oz) but I never wanted to go near it.

I will also add of what I have seen at another convict probation station, within the "flogging yard".

Blood stains reappear on the sandstone flagging after rainfall.... I cannot explain what I have seen, but this was at a place that

would have been a true "house of horrors".

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I assume you mean non-psychedelic induced weirdness? I find human psychology pretty weird, when people follow cultural nonsense without questioning. Like Anzac day celebrations, question anything emotive like this and you risk serious bodily harm.

The natural world doesn't freak me out, but I was very unnerved by a trip out west where I came upon a huge expanse of nothingness, red dirt, dried grass and stunted Eucs all leaning in the same direction in a featureless landscape. My fellow traveller was equally disturbed by the rainforest, which he described as being nature fighting itself for survival, survival of the fittest in it's most raw form. I loved it!

I think I was most disturbed by puppies being born limbless, owing to drugs being given to the mother during pregnancy.

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Well I've had my share of weirdness haha

I saw a big black cat once

And let me just say don't ever play with a ouji board

It's just a bad idea especially when you do it in your

Own house where you live alone don't do it just don't

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I am keeping out of this thread! Way to much freaky shit for my own good.

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Not really weird but perhaps a little kharma. The other week in shanghai I was crossing a zebra crossing/traffic lights with the green walk symbol beaming bright. Guy in a hummer burns around the corner and almost runs me over. As he passes me cutting me off I slammed my fist into the car out of frustration. He stops the car instantly right on the zebra crossing, gets out and proceeds to swear at me. I point at the still green walk symbol abd keep walking without saying a thing. He follows me in a threatening way continually swearing (in English). I point to the green walk symbol again. Meanwhile his hummer has rolled slowly across the intersection without it's handbrake on and gently nudges into a parked police car. I then point him towards his car with 2 policeman now surrounding it. Too funny.

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Hahaahahaaha hilarious wat a dick :)

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some ov the things the Thai girls in Pat Pong(?) can do w/their vaginas are eye watering.

Among other things, i saw a girl open a bottle of beer w/her v, shoot the bottle cap into the audience, lower herself onto the bottle, withdraw the bottle which was now empty, then pour the beer in a controlled way into a glass which she then gave to a guy in the front row who tried to pass it on but got no takers, the audience was chanting "Skol Skol Skol" so he did the only thing he could & downed it.....i always wondered how it tasted.

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Weirdest thing ive seen: four ufos hovering over us at Smiths Beach, Phillip Island - one a spiralling form with sparlking lights, the others like stars, one later like an orange ball with a rotating yellow light.

Weidest thing ive heard: various encounters with a ghost in a haunted house we had to leave

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I haven't experienced too much weird things. (I'm young.. and stayed inside 95% of my childhood because my mum was a paranoid freak.)

I remember this one time when I felt this feeling, that was stronger than usual, that I MUST slam the breaks.

I just must, and I usually ignored this sense (I'm learning to trust it more, it knows more than I do...) but this time.. in the last few moment I said, "fuck it."

Slammed my breaks on, and this speeding car came out RIGHT infront of me, and I was just... gobsmacked.

After that, I started to listen to this feeling more and more.

Not sure what it is, but it's fucking good!

I'm a very logical person, so it was weird dipping my feet into an area so unknown, filled with uncontrollable feelings.

But I don't mind it, I'm developing as a person slowly :)

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my loungeroom turning into a high-tekspaceship, then having an alien shove some kind ò instrument up my nóe that let ò a bizzare tone that had my nóe running like a tap for two ưeeks

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Your nose? You got lucky...

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I MAY have possibly glimpsed one of these, not under any influence-this may have been the problem :wink:

Me too, some years ago. But after thinking about it for a while, I think what I saw was smaller than a Tassie Tiger, so was probably just a numbat....

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It has a striped back just like this, and I don't know of anything else which looks like it.... :scratchhead:

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I've seen a few weird things in my time, but strangely one of the weirdest things that springs to mind are the 'toons by John Kricfalusi which I watched as a kid. Spumco stuff like Ren & Stimpy and The Ripping Friends was 9 kinds of f*cked up.

I mean, just... I don't even....

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zaUznYWtpJo

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Nice thread.

I don't have to look too far inside for the world to get weird on me.

I mean, I have seen a vision of Jesus, which is totally not weird now I have seen him, just like cool.

But normally I don't see shit inside my mind, or have external visions either, . . . I mean, I know how to use my third eye, but I don't like to except under duress, or if I really have to. But weird things happen around me, all the time: then that same trip repeats on me over and over and I feel unable to stop the same weird stuff happening again. Kind of like a de ja vu that won't go away, and . . . well I am in one now, that's been here all week without drugs.

There is a rule, or custom, in Aboriginal culture, that if you have that kind of de ja vu, experience, (and I have lots of different threads of different kinds of de ja vu that potentially creep up on me), you are supposed to simply act within it different from how you ever have before. Getting good at taking new different action within de ja vu, kind of holds all the memory repetition in place. So I kind of fall into constant re-examining of memories, that is all it is, feeling like a trip repeated itself on me. But weird, only by comparison with most people's experience. And normal within indigenous culture.

And as for the experience that freaked me out most, it was after I had been reading Aboriginal Dreamtime stories. I had learned an idea from the middle east, Judaic originally but held in Christianity and Islam also. From a Sufi text I got hold of. The idea that the nature of the story we live in throughout our life, (in Indian scriptures it is one of the kinds of Karma, but there are 4 or 5 kinds, so not all ideas of what Karma can be are counted as this, this is the body's innate life bringing Karma, not the stored Karma), is something we need learn to know, and is defined by the combination of our ancestry and place of birth, or songline we are born upon; AND, in knowing that story we may speed it up, or slow it down, as we need, but it is impossible to alter the sequences of, as they relate to the shapes of landforms like mountains; AND, to find out what story is our own body's special life giving Karma, we only need surf the net, or look at the children's books in the library, or the TV guide, and chat to our mates, etc, etc, etc, and it will be that one story we always fall into, and cannot escape.

So first also realising my whole family have very remote indigenous ancestry, (like too far back for anybody to have had pieces of paper that could get indigenous identified jobs or abstudy today), I start reading Dreamtime stories with that idea in mind, (as well as looking through all the different stories of other lands, of all my other ancestry, in the mythology section of my local public library), and there is one story that kept on sticking to me uncontrollably. I wound up knowing the Greek version is Persephone, (and Ta'mar in the Bible), the Indian is Kunti, Sumerian Inanna, and a Cow Goddess in Ireland, PLUS, some of the brothers Grimm tales fit the bill, etc, etc. So then I find the indigenous version, about old man Roo, (male version of same, like Joseph in the Bible), and his mob, in a verion known as Koopoo the Kangaroo, who dug a hole in the riverbed for his family to drink from, but it was too deep for swimming, and they are happy, but then the dogs come (a whole other story there about how the Kangaroo gets its tail, . . . ), and the dogs chased the roos all around Australia, until old man Koopoo, jumps into his billabong he dug, and at the bottom turned into the Rainbow Serpent. This is in the version from Katherine, which coincides with the same songline of my home town of Armidale NSW. Then, next time I travelled back to Armidale, when I get to Kempsey, (where the songline meets the sea, but I didn't know that then yet), I see a road sign pointing to Armidale, and I think it must be the way, so I turn, expecting the road to take me through the Bellinger Valley, but that way stays on the coast until further north, and instead the road I took went up the McLeay river valley, via Bellbrook, and a road called "Big Hill".

Now I'm a sole parent right, traveling along with my three then primary school aged sons, and so we've got to stop for a picnic, etc, etc, but my fears are all creeping up on me, like severely, (that is the rainbow coming on in mind), and I am becoming increasingly paranoid, especially every time the road descended or went too near any water, and I am having to really really concentrate on behaving normally so as that my sons didn't worry about me. So I am driving slow, and carefully, and simply observing the contents of my mind, rather than letting the fears get the better of me. But along the way, we see animals beside the road, and I point out all the animals I am seeing to my children, who look and see also.

By the time it got dark, I had seen every one of the animals that appear in the Koopoo the Kangaroo story, in the right order of the story, at the exact places the story says, (eg the story said a black headed carpet pythons appears on top of a hill, after Koopoo turned into the Rainbow Serpent, and I see a red bellied black snake at the top of Big Hill, and the difference of type of snake is explained by location and my personality combined). So by the time all that came real, I figured it safe to start telling the Aboriginal community that my family have indigenous ancestry too, and sure enough, they don't want me identifying on paper for a job, but everybody indigenous who already knew me, now says, "yeah, we always knew that about you".

It was a bit bloody freaky the day it happened though, like a whole cultural paradigm shift went down inside 24 hours without drugs.

But nothing beat a vision of Jesus. He is vibrant and glowing and perfect to see for real, and seeing him saved my life literally, as I am in love that day at a bigger badder blacker biker's house than any white girls are normally safe at. But nobody harmed me. It was cool.

I see ghosts and shit too, ever since that day, in 2002 I traveled along the McLeay river valley, and back up Big Hill safely. That is, I see if I want to look, and there is all sorts of stuff I could see if I looked in the way black men have to be seeing all the time; but more normally I don't want to have to have a look. I sort of simply instruct the bad guys to leave me alone, in mind, when I smell something odd, or something is not aligned right in place and time; but black people always want to look more to see what the problem was, and they get it that I smell too, etc, so they don't hassle me to be looking like they might sometimes have hassled other white people into using drugs so as to have a look at how they see things. But many Aboriginal people see inner visions of animals and trees etc etc etc all the time, and relating to everything, even in big cities, like deciphering everything going on in everybody else by what animals and plants they can see corresponding with. Which is how reafforestation etc will manifest, I guarantee.

I also saw that space cowboy sword swallower performance artist once do spoon bending in front of 300 people at an Art Gallery Christmas cocktail party too, that was weirder than weird, now I think about it. I roused on him afterwards too, and told him that if he bends spoons like that on my head again, he bloody well better have bent them into the direction of reafforestation.

And when I watched Blair Witch project, I'd already known it is a hoax, but forgot as soon as I picked up the DVD cover, and read it, then same day, I had some heimia salicifolia, and calea zacatechichi cooking up together, with grated daikon radish, that I drank, then started to remember a friend having dumped on me her fears for her teenage sons, . . . . . . .(lets not go there),(to the town in the USA were some teenage mongrels made a film hoax), and I got my fears back under control in the folk lore of Japan, about the Daikon demon. Like in the children's film, "Spirited Away". Then looked up blair witch in the internet, and found it to be a total hoax, much to my relief.

Life just is weird if you ask me, BUT, I sure am glad of being an Aussie, since I reckon our culture is by its nature more scientifically minded. Y'know like if a thread like this was in an American forum, it'd be hell. But here, its simply got its share of cute cuddly marsupials that would actual scratch your eyes out if you were too close in the night.

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as I am in love that day at a bigger badder blacker biker's house than any white girls are normally safe at. But nobody harmed me. It was cool.

loved that bit :) and this one

But here, its simply got its share of cute cuddly marsupials that would actual scratch your eyes out if you were too close in the night.

thankyou cura, i really enjoyed reading your story

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Way back in 1988 we squatted a house on the Angel road Edmonton.

The previous owner had died in the house.

The house was owned by a bank & was schedualed for a compulsory purchase & demolition as part ov a road widening scheme.

It was an eerie place, all the old guys furniture & belongings were still there, even his war issue gas mask.

The living room was wall papered w/a design that looked like blocks ov stone so it was like a dungeon.

The wierd thing was that at night on the upstairs landing there was a sound like a shopping trolly being wheeled up & down the corridor.

We made a tape recording ov the sound & to add to the weirdness the sound only recorded on the left channel ov the stereo recording, but it was definitly not there on the right.

One guy who stayed there woke up early one morning & swears he had the ghostly figure ov a woman holding him pinned to the bed, he said he struggled but could not get free & eventually she disappated.

He moved out that day.

The only weird thing that happened to me, living in the ground floor back room was one time, after making love to my girlfriend, i'd rolled a joint & we were both sitting naked smoking, when i saw through the window a police sargent vaulting over the back fence.

i shit myself thinking we were being raided & called for another housemate to answer the back door which said copper was now pounding on.

Luckily said copper was pursuing a suspect involved in a stabbing who might have gone through our garden.

He went through our house to get back to the main road & ignored the stench ov hashish.

Another time when i had 13 dope plants on the go there was a knock on the door & 2 plain clothes cops flashed their badges.

My knees went to jelly & i was on the verge ov saying

"it's a fair cop"

when they announced they were from the homicide squad investigating the machete murder across the road.

Surely they'd never seen anyone so happy about a machete murder.

no i couldn't help them.

could they have my name please?

w/all the stress/relief fucked if i could remember it for a few seconds.

& that's the weirdest thing

have you ever forgotten your own name?

(when you're 100% sober/straight)

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not nearly as weird as ghosts or jesus but heres my story.

my brother had been trying to become an airforce pilot for a while, he had been through all the preliminary tests and then last thing found out he was too tall(think that would be first thing they checked). he wasnt devistated mostly pissed off he wasted a bunch of time. that night after a BIG night of raving i was laying in bed with my girlfriend she was falling asleep i was playing on my phone and she was rolling around muttering jibberish when she looked at me with the strangest look and said in a voice that was hers but a very strange tone and she said "oh no my chances of being a pilot are ruined"then rolled straight over and went to sleep, and she didnt know anything about the situation with my brother! he was asleep in the next room aswell so i lyed awake thinking for a while, an extreme conincidence or something more? i dont know, i havnt witnessed any other occourences like this has anyone else?

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