Nutty Definitions – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter N

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Nutty Definitions – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter N

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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Mystery Box Chickens say, “Sometimes you feel like a nut.”

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Nutty Definition = nobble – To take a nibble of an apple while playing the apple bobbing game.

Sentence = At parties, Janie was the best apple nobbler.

Real Definition= To incapacitate, esp. by drugging; to win over to one’s side; steal, swindle, cheat.

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Nutty Definition = nimiety – A truce between enemies; amity.

Sentence = After a fierce battle on the field, the red team and the blue team finally called for nimiety.

Real Definition = Too much; excess; redundancy.

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NuttyDefinitionnon troppo – Opposite of tropical; a cool, dry climate.

Sentence = After living in the tropics for many years, the Jones family were re-located to a non troppo region.

Real Definition = Not too much; without excess – used to qualify a direction in music

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Share Your World

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Share Your World HeartsSYW

https://sparksfromacombustiblemind.com/2019/04/15/share-your-world-4-15-19/

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We have new questions to answer from Melanie!

Share Your World happens every week, so why not join in with your opinions? It’s fun and interesting!

Thanks so  much for hosting SYW, Melanie! 🙂

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Q & A

  1. Guns?   Are you pro or con?  Explain your point of view.

Both pro and con. I don’t want bad people to have them, but think a person should have one for protection in their own home. Also, here in TX we have the open carry and concealed carry gun laws, but you have to have the correct training and licenses.

  1. How would your country change if everyone, regardless of age, could vote?

It would turn into a mess. Probably, if there became a call in vote, it would be like those silly people voting on the singing contests on TV. But really, I don’t think voting counts for anything. It’s just window-dressing to appease the population, who think their vote will have any effect.  Whatever the elite has pre-decided, will be who will win.

  1. What’s your cure for hiccups?

Drink some water…they’ll go away in a little bit.

  1. What’s the coldest you’ve ever been?

When I’m sick and having chills. The heater can be on, and I have wrapped up good, but I’m still freezing.

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My Mission – Ghost Hunt – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter M

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My Mission – Ghost Hunt – A to Z Blog Challenge 2019 – Letter M #AtoZChallenge 2019 Tenth Anniversary blogging from A to Z challenge letter M

http://www.a-to-zchallenge.com/2019/04/

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I’d never tried this before, but it was my mission to find out if I could do it … ghost hunting!

I’ve always had crazy, unexplained thing happen in the houses I’ve lived in, even this house I live in now. These incidents happened in the house I grew up in, my grandmother’s house, and houses I lived in when we moved to other states, and have been pretty common. I’ve related some of those stories in my other posts here.

Up until recently, I’d never heard of people going on ghost hunting adventures, but I’ve seen the TV shows, and have read a lot on the subject. I decided that I would conduct one of my own, right here in the house, as this is where lots of weirdness happens.

As I am totally an amateur at this, I just used the equipment I had available, and the knowledge of how an investigation should go. I’ve found what to look for in photos, what to listen for on recordings, and the terminology. It is all so interesting. So, recently, I set up an EVP session. That is Electronic Voice Phenomenon…recording on tape, a spirit voice.

Weird things happen in my house, so why not try to get some evidence right here? I get my little tape recorder, my scanner, some old antiques, and go into the bedroom. This is the bedroom where the heavy mirror levitated and then fell to the floor and broke. (in the story ‘Identified Flying Objects’) If there were spirits in this room, I wanted to find out.

The antiques were there, just in case something was hovering around or attached to them…some entity from beyond. The police scanner, I used for some background white noise. I set it on a frequency that was just static.

After setting the stage, by placing everything on the bed, I turned on the recorder, and I spoke aloud to whomever was present. I said if anyone is here, feel free to speak. Then, I left the room, closing the door. Out in the main part of the house, all was quiet. The cats were all asleep, and I had the tv turned off, and no music was playing. I left the recorder going for about 30 minutes. I couldn’t wait any longer to find out if I’d ‘caught’ anything on tape.

Putting on headphones, I began listening to the recording. At first, it was just the static noise from the scanner. The white noise seemed to go on forever…but then, I heard a voice! For real! I rewound the tape, listening again, and again. The same thing, the same phrase repeated every single time. There was only the one instance, nothing before this and nothing after. It is difficult to make out EVPs, but when you do get a voice, there’s no mistaking it.

Here’s what I heard… “I’m coming back” or “I’ll be coming back”.

As I said, it is hard to make out the exact words, but that is what it sounded like, to me. Over and over, I heard the same phrase. I took a few pictures in the room, just in case I would see something weird, but I didn’t see anything out of the ordinary.

Later, I took a picture of the broken mirror that had flew around this room. It had been out in the garage for a long time, in not great conditions, with the dust and all out there. However, I did see what I thought was an orb, a roundish spot of light, that shouldn’t have been there. I did send it to a professional ghost hunter I know, to have her evaluate it. It was just as I expected, though…just dust floating around the air. Maybe another time I will get something on film.

Anyway, that was my experience of ghost hunting in my own house. I’m convinced there is something here…something unknown. It doesn’t scare me, or bother me at all. I’m just very aware of strange things going on here. I do have more crazy things to tell. I’ll be adding more of my true ghost stories, in coming days.

Have you had any paranormal experiences? I’d love to hear them!

I accomplished my mission … have you?

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Here’s me looking for ghosts at a known haunted house in town (not ours), and the house. I was peeking in the window at the other side of this house. When I took the picture I was outside looking in, and my reflection was in an old mirror on the antique dresser inside.

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 138

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Two Souls: Into the Fire # 138

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TWO SOULS: IN THE FIRE

# 138

warning…adult content

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Everything looked peaceful, as they drove up the long driveway to Trevor’s house. The sunset was streaking the sky with orange, through gray clouds, and Zach’s car was parked close to the vine covered house. Somewhere in Steve’s mind, the thought came that the vines were still lush, full, and green, instead of the late autumn faded colors, as most vegetation prepared for winter.

“You getting out?” he asked Ghost.

“No, you go and tell them. I’m not going in there until I have to.”

“Okay, then,” Steve took a deep breath, “if I’m not out in a little bit, come in and rescue me, heh, heh,” he joked.

He walked around to the back of the house. He knew the door was there, but now it was hard to tell exactly where; the vines had taken over even more of the entryway, since Zach and Trevor had come home last night. 

Gingerly reaching through the vines, Steve did find where the wooden door was, and he knocked loud, several times. He got no response. Then, feeling around, he felt the doorknob, so turned it, pulling and pushing, until he broke through the vines, and the door opened. A gust of stale air blew out at him . He coughed, as dust particles swirled around, and then he took a step inside.

“Trevor, Zach…” His voice echoed a little, as he peered into the gloomy looking room, the kitchen, he noticed; it looked like a pretty normal kitchen. Walking further in, he came to the living room, or what had once been one. The only thing in there, now, was an architect’s drawing table, and a goose neck lamp. The lamp was shining on one of Trevor’s cartoon drawings…it was not plugged in. The rest of the room was in darkness.

“Trevor, are you here?” he hollered again. Moving down a hallway, he saw the closed door of what must be a bedroom. At least he thought it was a door. Looking closer, he realized it was a thick barrier of vines. He tried to see through the tight tangles. Catching his breath, he saw the still forms of Trevor and Zach on the bed.

He could barely make them out, but they seemed to be ok, only sleeping.  “Hey, Trevor…Zach…wake up.” He took hold of the vines, shaking them. “Wake up and come out of there.”

Trevor startled awake, grabbing Zach. “What…Zach, what is it?” He reached under his pillow, taking out the longest knife Steve had ever seen.

“Whoa, dude…” Steve said, moving back a bit from the doorway.

“Steve, is that you?” Trevor squinted toward the door.

“Yeah, can y’all get out?”

“Stand back,” Trevor said, “I’m gonna hack it open.” He got up, moving toward the door.

“Careful, Trev,” Zach said.

Trevor came at the doorway, full charge, and began chopping and yelling.

Steve had backed up clear across the hallway. He watched in amazement, as Trevor cut through the vines in a matter of minutes.

“That’s some sharp blade ya got, Trevor,” Steve said.

Trevor looked at it, “Yeah, it does the job, every time.”

They came out of the bedroom, and they all went back to the living room. “We were just checking on y’all,” Steve said. “We’ve been at the club, and Kinsey hadn’t heard from you. You didn’t hear your phone?”

“No, we’ve been asleep all day. How’s he doing?”

“He’s ok, just stressed out.”

“Did they find out what caused the fire?”

“Not yet, but…well, Ghost thinks it was your evil spirit…that you brought it over there, somehow.” Steve shrugged.

Trevor frowned, “Huh, maybe it was. I felt like something was following me all day, yesterday, and then that attack on Ghost…sounds like it to me.”

“Well, what I came over here to say, is Ghost and me…we’re coming over here tomorrow night. We’re ready, and maybe it will help. Kinsey and Terry are coming too, I think,” Steve said.

“Okay, we’re ready, too, right Zach?”

“It’s fine with me,” Zach said. “and, it’ll be easier for Ghost to call out the evil spirit tomorrow, too, being it’s All Soul’s Day.”

“What’s that?” Steve asked.

“What, y’all never heard of it?” Zach asked, looking at Steve and Trevor, who were shaking their heads.

“Not to be a nerd about knowing all kinds of shit, it’s when all the dead souls can come back for a day. They hang around, and their families make a celebration of it.”

Zach looked to see if Steve and Trevor were understanding what he meant. They both looked horrified. “No, no…it’s not scary…it’s supposed to be fun…the Day of the Dead…you pay your respects, and eat good food…you know, a party.”

“I never heard of it,” Steve said.

“I thought Ghost, for sure, would know all about it, seeing as he talks to graveyard spirits,” Zach said.  

Steve was still shaking his head, “No, and Ghost doesn’t need a special day to talk to spirits. He does it all the time.”

Trevor was looking pale. “Are you saying my family can come out of their graves tomorrow…and come here…in the house…and murder me, too?” He was about to panic.

“No, not like that, Trev…they can’t hurt you…they’re dead.”

“But, we’ll see them? Or, will we see them dead, or alive, or what, Zach?”

“Dude, I don’t know. I never saw anything before, but…” Zach looked at Steve, “Ghost probably can. Where is he, anyway?”

“He’s out in the car. He’s too scared to come in here.”

“But…how’s he gonna do stuff, if he doesn’t come in?” Zach was confused.

“He’ll come in, tomorrow…he has some special ju-ju he’s gonna use…some stuff to protect us. He didn’t bring it, right now.” Steve said, taking a breath. “Listen, guys…we’ve come this far into this thing, and I’m done being scared. Tomorrow, we should all be united, with one goal…get tough, and get rid of whatever is in this house…and…follow Ghost’s lead.” He sounded sure of this, even though he knew Ghost had no idea what to do. “Are we agreed?”

“Yeah, agreed,” Trevor and Zach both said.

“Well, I’m going home. Are y’all staying here again tonight?”

“Are we, Trevor?” Zach asked.

“Is there a motel in town?” Trevor asked.

“Yeah, out on the west highway, about a mile down,” Steve said.

Trevor nodded, “Good…we’ll go stay there. We need a break from this house, and we can get a fresh start in the morning.”

“Yeah, and all our stuff is still over at Kinsey’s, so guess we’re ready to go,” Zach said.

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The three of them left out the back door, stomping down on the vines that had already began growing back over the threshold.

 

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Next part coming soon!

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This is a work of “fan fiction” based on the novel, “Lost Souls” by Poppy Z. Brite. All credit for the original characters, places, and some backstory mentions, belong to Ms. Brite and her publishing affiliates. Only newly introduced characters, places, and original elements of this story are entirely from my imagination. Character descriptions are a blend of the original book descriptions and my interpretation of them.

All songs included in this work will be solely owned by the original performers/writers and will be credited. Creative license is taken in including them in this story.

No harm is intended toward author, musicians, or people and situations to whom there may be a resemblance.

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The content herein is rated by me as being at the high end of MA (Mature Audience). It includes strong language, violence, sexual themes, including same sex pairingsreligious themes, and fantasy horror.

One Word Sunday – Confusion

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One Word Sunday – Confusion

Confusion

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Debbie, of Travel With Intent, has given us the prompt word ‘confusion’.

To join in, just click the above link to find out details, and see other entries.

Thanks, Debbie! 🙂

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Are these horses and riders confused? Why are they in the lake by our house? I’m confused, but I’m glad I got to see them!  🙂

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Nervous – Song Lyric Sunday – Freeze/Cold/Ice

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Nervous – Song Lyric Sunday – Freeze/Cold/Ice

https://jimadamsauthordotcom.wordpress.com/2019/04/13/palm-sunday/comment-page-1/#comment-17563

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For today’s SLS, Jim Adams, of “A Unique Title for Me”, has given us the topics of ‘freeze/cold/ice. Thanks, Jim!

Click the above link to find out how to join in this weekly musical fun, and also see others entries.

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Shotgun Messiah has been a favorite band of mine for all the years since I first heard their songs. Their music is probably not to everyone’s taste, but I like it. I still have the cassette tape of the album this song is from, along with all their other albums on CD. When they all went their separate ways, the bass player/singer/songwriter, Tim Skold, became the most prominent. I have his albums, too.

Now, this song seems to be telling about a scary night while out parking in a secluded place with a date. They hear a noise, and for a moment they freeze, as in stop what they are doing to listen, and getting frightened.

You remember those Urban Legends, where something bad happens to the couple when they are out like that?

Have you ever been in a situation like this? I have. If I hear a strange noise, I freeze for a minute, too.

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“Nervous”, by Shotgun Messiah, is on their early album, “Shotgun Messiah”, and was released in 1989 on the Relativity label.

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Nervous Lyrics

Outta gas in the dead of night
Is it for real
Hot lust turns to stone cold fright
Say how you feelMe and my date
Down on lovers lane
Gettin’ so late
Is there something waitin’ out in the rainNervous
Tickle your spine, can’t get rid of the feelin’
You’re nervous
Freeze frame of mind ’cause you know it’s for real
And you’re nervousShut up, did you hear that sound
Is it for real
Too quiet, is there someone ’round
Say how you feelMe and my date
And we’re parked alone
Gettin’ so late
“Do you want to hear something really scary?”Nervous
Tickle your spine, can’t get rid of the feelin’
You’re nervous
Freeze frame of mind ’cause you know it’s for real
And your…
Nervous
Voices in the nite, vanish in the shadows
Have you ever heard a dream talking
Well I did, I did, I did(-Solo-)Wake me gently from this dream
Nothing’s what it seemsNervous
Tickle your spine, can’t get rid of the feelin’
You’re nervous
Freeze frame of mind ’cause you know it’s for real
And you’re…
Nervous
Tickle your spine, can’t get rid of the feelin’
Freeze frame of mind ’cause you know it’s for real
And you’re nervous
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Lyrics found on elyrics.net
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Flower of the Day – Snow White

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Flower of the Day – Snow White

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It may be silly, but for the next little while I’m going to name my flower posts after fairy tales and children’s rhymes and stories. First up these all white flowers I’ll call Snow White.

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For Cee’s Flower of the Day:

FOTD – April 14, 2019 – Red Clover Field

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