The First


I don't have time to hold hands so I'm starting off immediately with the crazy sounding bullshit.

Supernatural incidents occur around the world on a daily basis. The human population has grown to such an extent that it has made it difficult for us to not notice something. The majority of supernatural occurrences caught on film are often pranks, sure, really (creatively done) hoaxes for whatever purpose the creator desires. That should never rule out the increasing numbers of those inhuman that people catch on footage, though whether they play it off for the sake of credit or are in denial tends to vary. The reality of the situation is that there are more accounts of actual encounters with what we deem to be the supernatural than most are willing to believe - let alone acknowledge.

Why do so when it's easier to laugh it off and not think about it, right? Most humans have an inability to cope with anything beyond their own control. Guess that's why some fuckers get off on killing animals, eh? Here comes the, "Well that's obvious, who wouldn't have a hard time coping with that?" to which I respond, "People who actually fucking open their mind and THINK." One can never be fully prepared for what they may encounter but boy; it would sure be nice to not have to go through the repetition of oh wow, that there ain't human. Unfortunately those with the ability to logic their way through such are often those that have suffered in some form already. Also unfortunately that also tends to make them quite a delicious stress magnet - depending on what's targeting them.

In my time I have witnessed what I thought were simply strange happenings - what I came to realize is that they may be strange to me but they are normal to the world (and I don't mean other humans). There are things that existed before humans and there will be things that will exist far after us; but in the now we poorly coexist with such a variety and only a few have truly acknowledged it - let alone have come to learn how to coexist (whether harmoniously or otherwise). There are also that which we have (unintentionally) created, things that come to exist because we exist, or things that we have done have called such into existence.

There are plenty of other beings on our tiny rock that are of a neutral or even more positive light. I will share some of those stories with you, though primarily this blog is meant to serve for those less pleasant. While the focus I have is on one specific section of the wide realm of supernatural, it is one that cannot be ignored because its influence far exceeds any prediction made years ago. And now? Things have grown so far out of hand; it's horrifying to the point it circles back around into almost being funny and I don't quite know what to do with that.

I've been tracking a lot of varying beings. Become far too equipped when it comes to dealing with the supernatural, paranormal and even just shitty fucking people. I've survived things I shouldn't have and all of that has formed an unfortunate nest of knowledge that I'm nowhere near pleased to possess. Or on most days I'm not. Every day is a new trek for information; updating my sources, scoping for new information, assisting others, engaging with whomever needs to. The amount of overseeing I do... it's almost shameful. But it is what needs to be done because so many of these problems walk on two legs and know how to manipulate those on the internet. Too many hunt in the same means I talk now to you in; they know how to target you, how to find you and it's you specifically they have come to ruin.

They'll win with such ease. It'll feel like it's a drawn out, agonizing event when in reality it takes no time at all for them. You'll break under the stress or you'll die because you didn't take this serious enough to remotely feel stressed out about - regardless, their win and your loss.

This crazy bullshit? It's my life. It's probably your life, too. Or will be. I hope not but I've seen enough to know things don't just go the opposite of how you want them to, they go in every direction you didn't account for. I hope these posts will give you context that'll open your mind on what to do, or give you some solace there are others out there. Sometimes knowing, sometimes connecting will keep you alive long enough to figure out your role, your part and help you fulfill it and escape this cycle of (unintentionally fascinating) misery.

Like a spider feels the fine strings of its web being plucked, I can feel there's a need to be here. Maybe it's for you; maybe it's solely for me. Regardless, if you're here too that's not good and I'm sorry, but now is the time to stop pretending everything is fine and acknowledge how absolutely fucked you actually are.

Let's try and survive this together.

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  1. Jack WolfeFebruary 5, 2018 at 9:07 PM

    You're right, about those predators. I used to be one, I'd know.

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