The March issue of Paranormal Underground Magazine is available and this month, the magazine does not only feature seven haunted homes that will let you stay the night, five urban legends that turned out to be true, and legends of corpse candles and phantom funerals.
You can also take a deeper look at a mind-bending idea of what could have happen before the Big Bang.
What was there before the Big Bang … it still remains a puzzle to many scientists, as well as many physicists who say there is no “before that.” Time began ticking, they insist, at the instant of the Big Bang, and pondering anything earlier is not in the realm of science.
But is that a true fact? Did the universal clock really start at this well-known explosion? Or was our time already in motion by means of the merging of two (or more) black holes containing a much older binary code? Will we ever truly understand what the pre-Big Bang reality was like, or what it was formed of, or why it exploded to create our universe?
YES, it is that time of the month again in where “Paranormal Underground” magazine, is providing the most interesting information and the latest news concerning the unexplained.
The haunted McRaven house, a UFO encounter involving a mini golf course owner and the local police, and the mythical Grim Reaper. The book of mirrors and the correlation between doppelgangers, twins, and clones; are just some examples of this month’s issue.
Also in this issue, my personal experience involving a “Grimm, which changed my life.”
Good day everyone, YES! … it is that moment in time again in where the magazine of Paranormal Underground has published a new issue 🙂
A shaman’s interaction with spirit, how beliefs shape conspiracy theories, and bad luck/death omens are some of the interesting topics the issue of December is covering.
Also, don’t miss out the article ‘The Fourth Kind’ … what describes the strange nature of black shadows mimicking the living.
Looking at this creepy paranormal phenomena in a scientific manner, it makes it even possible for an ancient nation giving birth to such creatures and its evolution due a process what is known as Alpha-decay … a creature what became known over time as … The Shadow People.
https://youtu.be/1-Xv_X0kgBw (wait for 30 seconds than read the story)
Written by Maria Anna van Driel
The pristine white snow creaks underneath his black shiny shoes while walking up to his car.
The feeling of a sad hesitation overwhelms him for a few seconds, “I am sorry my dear, but I cannot stay.”
He lays his leather gloves neatly on the dashboard in front of him as he always does.
Gazing at the fluffy white snowflakes swirling down on the windshield of the car, his mind wonders off, “Why does it have to be like this?” he whispers.
A tear is blurring his vision still; he can see how a thick slumbering fog is slowly crawling towards the car.
It all happened so fast; a loud female voice screaming his name, the sound of grinding brake discs during the emergency stop, the strange feeling of a delay in time when the car made several rollovers.
The next clear remembrance is that of the stressed voices of medical personal while gathering around his wife and police-officers being occupied with securing the area.
The screaming, yet almost unrealistic, sound of tearing up the metal as the fire brigade was cutting open the car wreck, is still echoing in the back of his mind.
All felt as a dream within a dream as he watched the brancard his beloved wife was lying on, was being carefully but with haste carried inside the ambulance.
In the distance he heard a male voice vaguely pronouncing his name as he felt a solid and tasteless object was being pushed into his throat what made it impossible for him to speak.
Watching a man wearing an oversized yellow outfit holding a bag of clear liquid up in the air, a feeling of silent solitude but not loneliness, was rising as his body was lifted up.
His head slowly slides backwards into a soft pillow while the people around him started to move in slow-motion.
Suddenly a tingling sensation emerged in his chest; “Felicia!” he screamed but no one responded.
Today it is exactly one year that this horrible accident has occurred.
Every single day he went to the grave hoping he might catch a glimpse of his beloved wife, to hear her tender voice again.
From the deepest depths of his soul, a burning sensation rose behind his eyes, and sprang as a crystal clear tear telling the story of a heartbroken man.
“If only I could tell you just one more time that I love you, if I had only some time to bid you farewell,” he muttered while wiping the almost frozen tear from his cheek, “Oh Felicia, how I do miss you.”
He makes one last nod towards the grave standing in silence on the hill top and reads the, in the tombstone carved, words;
Here lies my dear and beloved husband, Henry.
1965 – 2010
Those we love don’t disappear from life; they walk beside us every day.
I’ll always carry you in my heart,
for always your wife, Felicia.
He then starts his car and taps the wiper handle that sweeps away the fresh snow from the windshield.
Almost inaudible, the car slowly drives towards the gates of the cemetery where it disappears into a slumbering fog … riding the universal valleys of the hereafter.
Yes, the October issue of Paranormal Underground Magazine available containing 8 creepy Ouija board movies, and “Haunted Marquette” author Tyler R. Tichelaar.
But also California’s haunted Preston Castle, werewolves and lycanthropy, and the exorcism of Clarita Villanueva.
And if you didn’t had enough moments of fear, let some chills slight down your spine by reading personal encounters with dark witches, shapeshifters, and skinwalkers; and tales from a first-time ghost hunter.
Good night and … don’t let those eerie bedbugs bite!
Some time ago The Next Truth went to castle Hirschstein in Germany…where an EVP was captured by the camera saying ‘Art Repla’ what means ‘replace art’. This was remarkably because the history of this castle tells us that during WWII many art pieces where stored here under the supervision of Heinrich Himmler himself.
We went back in order to find out to whom this ghostly voice belongs to but before we even could reach the castle…we encountered something very strange what could indicate we bumped into a creature what had the ability to what is known by some as lycanthropy or by many as … SHAPE-SHIFTING!
Part 2: We went back to castle Hirschstein
In the August 2017 edition of the Dutch magazine ‘Paravisie’ you will not only find a variety of inspirational articles but this time also a short story written by me on page 64 …. “Unforgettable Memories” is the title.
(Click on the cover photo and go straight to the edition of August of Paravisie)
In de augustus 2017 editie van Paravisie vind je niet enkel een diversiteit aan inspirerende artikelen maar dit keer ook een door mij geschreven kort verhaal op pagina 64
“Onvergetelijke Herinneringen” is de titel.
(click op de cover foto en ga direct naar de editie van Augustus van Paravisie)
‘The Grimm That Changed My Life’ is an article I recently wrote but is not being published yet.
A phrase from that article;
“At first I thought it was my imagination and tried to ignore it … this turned out to be impossible to do so.
It was not my imagination … it was real.
The air around me started to get more denser until the moment my attention was drawn to a specific point into the darkness of the backyard where an almost malevolent dark smoke was sliding over the ground like a silk sheet.
I could not see shadows or a silhouette inside the eerie dark smoke but somehow I knew that something massive was formed by it and was walking carefully up and down through the garden like if it was waiting for the right moment to strike.
I could feel its energy … I could smell its strong animal odor … I could almost touch its tight black fur with my mind.
I could not hear it walking or its breathing but I could feel its strong energy building up.
It was neither human nor animal.
Than it suddenly froze and turned its massive head towards me and looked me right in my eyes and through my soul … it had a lock-on me!
It felt as if time slowed down extremely while my brain activity was speeding up drastically.
I slightly leaned backwards, took an extreme slow but deep breath and felt how ‘its’ energy was connected with mine as if we had a telepathic connection.
Right at that moment the connection was made.”