Comical paranormal experiences are the comic relieve from the tension of the profound and terrifying. Comical paranormal experiences come in all forms, all of them very comical.
Once in a while an entity can be caught off guard with extremely funny results. It is an exhilarating experience to watch! They are so sure of themselves and the reactions by humans to them they never consider what happens when a person does not react as expected. After one experience with a very hostile shadow being I lost all fear of them and any other entity. I was too busy laughing!
At the time this happened we were living on a half acre with a trailer and room built on that was overrun with negative entities when we first moved there. It took a while but we eventually had them down to a manageable level. We had learned years ago how to clear a place of negative beings.
While we were still clearing the place I used to do a walk around the outside of the house and garage sprinkling a mixture of vinegar and sea salt. It sounds simple and silly but it is the most effective way to make shadow beings or most any being leave rapidly. Somehow it messes with their system. I just know it works.
Right outside the back door of the garage on a concrete slab is our freezer. The concrete slab ends at the side of the trailer forming a little enclosed area with no roof with three sides where we had the upright freezer, garden tools and odds and ends.
This one nite it was a lovely cool moonlit night. The full moon was brightly shining and a perfect night to be outside. I was going to enjoy the walk around sprinkling the cider vinegar and sea salt mixture. I took a few steps outside the back door of the garage holding my bowl of cider vinegar and sea salt and stopped to enjoy the night.
I was just past the freezer and could see into the enclosed area which was filled with moonlight. Casually looking into the enclose I saw a very tall and thin shadow being move away from the back of the enclosure walking towards me with a menacing attitude. He took it for granted that he was terrifying and humans are terrified by him. Wrong! The shadow being walked right up to me until he was about a foot and a half from me. He was looking down at me so sure I was frozen in terror and would run away in terror any second.
I stood there looking up at him wonderingly. I looked down at my bowl. I looked back up at him. Curious as to what would happen if I sprinkled him with the mix I put my fingers in the bowl as I stood looking up at him. He was so sure of his ability to scare me. Just watching curiously what would happen I flicked the mix on him. The gloating look of a big, bad, terrorizing monster left immediately. It was quickly replaced by a very shocked and frightened expression. He jumped straight up with his arms waving frantically and turned around in mid air and hit the ground running back into the enclosure. I just stood there for a moment taking in what had happened. Then I was the one gloating and completely gleeful. To add insult to injury I peed where he had been standing marking my territory. He had been saying the place was his and I said nope, taint, tis mine.
After that the shadow beings were not much of a problem. I wish I could have listened to their conversation. I would have loved to hear how the shadow being explained being scared by a human to the other shadow beings. He was probably banished for making them all look like the fakers they are.
I finished off my sprinkling the cider vinegar and sea salt mixture around the outside of the house and garage laughing all the way. I laughed the rest of the night. It must have been very humiliating for the shadow being to not only be scared out of his wits but to be laughed at.
That night proved two things to me. The entities that act big, bad and powerful are not really as bad as the show they put on. Their all powerful attitude is just a front. They are not even close to being as powerful as they pretend to be. They are used to being perceived as dangerous and terrifying. They ‘believe’ they are capable of manipulating people by scare tactics. A spook version of shock and awe.
Simple things can stop them cold. Cider vinegar mixed with sea salt is as simple as it can get and it sent the shadow being running away as fast as he could move.
Once in a while it is the person is caught off guard by an entity with very funny results. I was gotten masterfully by a very delightful being.
I was in my 40s and living in a cabin in the woods. The ten foot long path from the driveway is in a direct line with my tree stump chair which is about twenty feet back from the cabin.. There are no bushes or trees in line with the path to my tree stump chair so it is a very clear view. It was a sunshiny crisp and clear fall afternoon providing a perfectly clear view.
I took my groceries out of the car and started carrying them up the path to the door of my cabin. When walking up the path the most natural way to look is straight ahead which I was doing. I stopped frozen in my tracks. I closed my eyes and opened them again thinking something must be very wrong with my eye sight. I am sure I am seeing things. I stare at it sat on the chair. I take a few more steps constantly staring at the being lounging comfortably in my tree stump chair. I am sure there is no way I am seeing what I am seeing. I have always been able to see beings from other realms but this one was just too unbelievable.
The being is sitting comfortably in my wooden chair with his legs crossed. His arms are casually crossed as if it was the most natural thing to be sat there. He has the friendliest face that has a huge grin on it. He is enjoying my antics as I walk towards him. He does not say a word. He just sits there watching me with as I walk closer with a look of complete confusion on my face.
He had thick curly dark brown hair with two short horns on his head. It is a wild looking face but very friendly. His chest is only slightly hairy while from the waist down he has thick dark chocolate hair. From the waist down he looks like the back legs of a deer. He has feet that are hooves like a deer.
When I reach the cabin and am only twenty feet away from him I still refuse to believe I am seeing him. It is completely outside my perspective of possibilities. I stand on the step into the cabin looking at him trying to find something in my mind that would make sense of this faun sat grinning at me and relishing the effect he has on me.
I go into the cabin and put the groceries down. I still refuse to believe what I had seen. I peeked out the doorway and the faun is still sat there grinning and sitting very comfortably on my chair.
It is a sunshiny afternoon and there is nothing between me and the faun. He is only twenty feet away and every detail is clear. There is no way for it to be anything but what I am seeing.
For ten minutes or more I kept peeking out the door. I must have looked funny bobbing my head in and out the door with such a confused look on my face. Every time I poked my head out the door the faun was still there completely enjoying himself.
The last time I put my head out he was gone. I walked to the chair very displeased with myself as I looked around for him. I had had the perfect opportunity to visit with a faun and I just could not mentally accept seeing him. It changed my perspective about nature spirits completely. It forced me to see how limiting my perspective had been.
A classic funny experience happened to my grandmother, my mom, and my aunt who are very elegant and prim lady. They were always dressed perfectly. Their hair was never out of place. This happened in Macclesfield Chesire England where my family has lived for ages.
My grandmother, my mom and aunt had a peculiar favorite pastime. They loved walking through the cemetery reading the epitaphs. My grandmother pushing the two boys, my uncles, in the pram while my mom and her sister walked next to my grandmother as they strolled casually among the headstones.
They had finished reading the epitaphs in one section of the cemetery and decided to go down to the catacombs and read the epitaphs inside the catacombs through the metal grating on the front of the catacombs. They walked slowly enjoying the day as they went down the incline of the road that went down to the catacombs. The catacombs were on both sides of the road and at the end of the road with only the one way in or out. The top of the catacombs was even with the cemetery ground around them.
They are enjoying peering inside each of the catacombs, their faces pressed against the gratings of the metal bars in front of the catacombs. They were about a third of the way along the row of catacombs when they put their faces close to the grating on the front of a catacomb to read the inscriptions inside.
All of a sudden a hideous wailing comes out of the catacomb terrifying grandmother and her daughters. (These are very prim and proper ladies, keep this in mind.) Terrified they lift their skirts to their waist and run as fast as they can down the lane between the catacombs with the wailing continuing behind them. The baby boys in the pram are almost bouncing out of their baby carriage.
They run all the way to the end of the lane between the catacombs. They are now surrounded on three sides by catacombs. They frantically realize the only way out is back up the lane between the catacombs past the terrifying wailing. The baby boys add their own frightened wailing as they sit in the pram after almost being bounced out of their pram. Grandmother, daughters are completely terrified as they stand there holding on to each other. They scream for help but there is no one around. Trembling with fear they frantically try to think of an escape from the catacombs and the fiend wailing from one of them. Expecting other catacombs to start wailing at any second add to the fear. All around them are catacombs which might start wailing at any second or worse the fiend doing the wailing might come out at any second.
They decide the only escape is to run back up the lane between the catacombs. Grandmother tucks the babies down into the pram to keep them from bouncing out. My grandmother, my mom and my aunt all lift their skirts up to their waists so they can run as fast as possible. Grandmother gets a firm grip on the handle of the pram. She yells run and they run as fast as they can showing legs and underwear. They race past the wailing catacomb with babies bouncing and wailing in their pram. They run all the way to the top of the incline of the lane that goes down between the catacombs.
Stopping to get their breath still holding their skirts up by their waist they turn shaking in fear to see if the fiend had followed them. Their hair is in complete disarray and there is a wild look to these gentle ladies showing underwear and legs for all to see.
The wailing had stopped now they were out from among the catacombs. Instead they hear two boys laughing as they are rolling on the ground above the catacomb where the wailing had come from where grandmother, my mom and my aunt could see them but not get to them. Not a fiend had been their foe but two boys who saw the perfect opportunity to scare unsuspecting women. There was a vent that went down from the roof of the catacomb into the catacomb that they had wailed into.
All my grandmother, my mom and aunt could do was stand there in complete disarray and look at the two boys out of reach. Three very prim and proper ladies went home with a defeated and unusual wild look to them. The babies were still wailing as they were pushed along the path out of the cemetery.
My grandmother had so wanted to get her hands on those boys but they were completely out of reach.
