Connecting The Dots Of The Paranormal Little People And Fairies

Writen by Robert Kreuk

Whatever our current, modern thought on Little People and fairies, the fact legends and stories exist of them in cultures around the world is hard to dispute. No other area is a attached to these creatures as England, Ireland, and Scotland possessing some amazing stories of these beings. Sightings of Little People and fairies continue to this day, and perhaps even some of our modern sightings of things we don't understand could be this phenomena as well. Here an example of a recent sighting from the book Fairies: Real Encounters With Little People by Janet Bord:

"Quite recently, probably in the early 1990s, fifteen-year-old Brian Collins was on holiday in the Aran Islands off west Donegal. While out walking early one morning he saw two little men fishing from a bank overlooking the sea. They were about 3 and a half feet tall, dressed in green with brown boots. One had a grey beard and a flat hat. They were laughing and talking in Irish, and suddenly they jumped over the bank. When Brian went to look for them, they had gone, but they had left a pipe behind. He took it back to the house where he was staying, but while there dissappeared from a locked drawer. When Brian saw the little men again, he tried to photograph them and tape-record their conversation, but nothing came out."

The point of the modern day sighting is to really show these events still happen. Fairies vary in size, shape and appearance, but when seen the person involved in the sighting is aware of what they're looking at. As the above sighting shows our movie and storybooks depicting these beings as small, sometimes bearded, and commonly dressed in green or brown may be based on sightings and reports of them. The classic book The Secret Commonwealth of Elves, Fauns, and Fairies by Reverend Robert Kirk details the life and culture of these beings. It was believed he got his information from local folklore and tales where he grew up in Aberfoyle, Scotland. A diary of his has since been found directly regarding this subject matter called The Secret Lives of Elves and Fairies; From The Private Journal of The Reverend Robert Kirk where, if you can believe it, he says he conversed and visited these beings where they dwell in the Fairy Realm.

Kirk is not the only person who has claimed to have gone where these beings live. He called it "The Lands Beneath" and said the fairies lived inside the Earth. In the sightings and stories I've read through there seems to be at least a few where people report two different things, or call them different things, but may be the same phenomena. A common one over time is the nature spirit. In the eyes of the witnesses the beings share a lot of smilarities. But can we trust our eyes with this area of the paranormal?

Both of the above books suggest that fairies, or some races of them, can shapeshift. They sometimes use what's called "glamor" to change their appearance, perhaps letting us see what we think we should be seeing. This is also a common believe in fairy lore and seems to be lending itself to modern studies and researchers trying their best to define something that may not be definable and simply look how our mind tells us it should look. Over the centuries many common threads can be found with these beings, glamor and shapeshifting are among them. People seeing them dissappear into thin air is also concurrent with lots of sightings.

The very nature of these beings makes proving their existence next to impossible. Do we really have to prove if they exist or not to get the bottom of other things though? We already have mountains of information on them going back the last few hundred years. It may be time to use the fantastic to help provide clues and missing pieces to other areas of the fantastic. Other cultures besides the Scottish and Irish thought them to be fact, such as the Cherokee Indians designating a name for them. Perhaps Little People and fairies should be filed under Cryptozoology to make things a little simpler. A couple fairy beliefs and abilities seen and reported by these creatures overlap with other areas of the paranormal.

I don't know what the entire picture of this is supposed to look like, but I hope I'm not the only one looking. In this area one sometimes has to stretch their beliefs and believe for a second something might be possible. Fact is often stranger than things fiction could dream up. Maybe you really did see a small being in the corner of your eye.

Robert Kreuk is owner of The Future Sight Metaphysical Bookstore. See our selection of books and ebooks aimed at conneting the dots to the paranormal.

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Tales Of Poseidona Part V Quotmountains Of Hellquot

Writen by Dennis Siluk

Port of Poseidonia: The nor'easter [And the Mountains of Hell]

Let us not all believe Atlantis did not have its secrets, and dark powers, for it surely did. And this sketch will bring forth, one of them. (Part V)

1
The Storm

A thousand years had passed and the late King of Atlantis, Phrygian, with his Queen Ais were neither a day older or younger since they had journeyed into the Great Gulf of Hell, with its turbulent waters at times, and its endless dim fog that covered their presence. They had drifted aimlessly like water-rats, ghosts of the abyss. It was around the year 9,600 BC, and there came a great hurricane, cyclone in the gulf; it looked as if the whole earth had collapsed, went upside down; a tempest that shook the foundations of Hell itself a nor'easter winds, vortex that twisted everything about. Ais hung on to Phrygian and Phrygian hung on to the vessel, lest they be caught in the water for a thousand years with bobbing heads up and down out of the water like drowning porpoises. When the storm had settled and the earth stopped shaking they found themselves still within the vessel, but on the side of a mountain top—a peak of sorts, it was about the size of the craft, sticking out of the water, not much more than a few feet, and the vessel was for the most part, destroyed as its side was struck, its thick wood crushed into the hard granite rock of the mountain peak.

And so the cracked vessel (along its shell ((side bottom)), cracked like an egg, gave the two inhabitants no choice but to leave its domain: for the insides of the craft were pushed and cracked to one side of the boat, and falling apart, unusable.

As they found themselves outside of the craft on the rock lingering about, thinking, the king knew there was no hope, once cast into Hell—I mean, to the landing docks of hell, and then inland where one sees the real Hell, as Hell. The Hell that resided at the pier was simply its transit station one might say, and the gulf, its water were the parade of ships that carried the doomed ones might add—to their fate; as the onlookers at the docks saw the parade of hundreds of ships, boats of all sizes rowing in, coming in, some sailing in on windy days, they smirked and laughed and gave a grave welcoming.

2
The Discovery

In this land of the dead, hours were days and days were months and months were years, and the seasons seldom changed. Abaddon and Zammrel, Lucifer's lieges, were on the look out for the king and queen, but were blinded by the thick fog often, and as spellbinding and supernatural as they were, they were not omnipotent, or omnipresent: they could not be at two places at one time or command Hell's foundations to not give refuge to seekers, the only problem is, for the seeker, for it was normally just a matter of time, for where could a runaway go? And their constant movements with the boat provided some escape, but now it would not be so hard to be found as it was before, it was just a matter of time as they had always know likely, the little hope they had was gone; was hope just a game saying: look how hard you tried, and see, you tried in vain. And as the days passed one by one as they hid along side the rocks, half under the water half hugging the tips of the rocks, which were really the mountain tops, being missed by a thread, but by a glance or two, had they looked longer, straighter, possibly the seekers would have, might have spotted them to capture. The king could see on the faces of Zammrel and Abaddon, lurid eyes of hate, wanting to be the heroes who brought him back to the Gates of Hell, to Hells domain, to hells' everlasting torments.

The rock, the rock, that is all they had left to them, for them, with them; it was the mother of rocks to them, the womb that covered them, their salvation—for God was not watching, present in Hell, only the god of Hell was in Hell, Satan, someplace, and usually he didn't' like being there and was seldom there to be frank, it was His henchmen he ordered to do his dirty work, his kings and generals and henchmen. Yet Ais remained strong with her husband unselfishly strong, and so claimed each and every day to be his wife, she was a proud one thought the king, and a faithful one. They were about midway between the entrance of the gulf and the pier. Twenty miles each way perhaps, surely no wider in total length than forty-miles thought the king; but now it was deeper, much deeper, and as deep to hold a mountain below his feet—possibly five miles deep. All the mountains or hills before were on the other side of the gulf, where the pier was. On the opposite side of the gulf was what was known as Paradise, a place he was forbidden to touch, go to, nor could any one from Hell expect to be granted access to such a place if they could get close enough to smell the fresh breeze, cool fresh breeze that existed beyond this lifeless airless atmosphere. Oh it had its moments, but hot air on air was not a magical moment, and it is no wonder the Ten-Winged Serpent Satan Himself would not come down here often, it was a land of decay.

With many a hiss from the gulf stream, and the clutching of eyes that rowed the oars in the vessels that went by, he decided to venture deeper into the waters to look for a possible entrance into the mountain, a cave of sorts, anything to hide from this eternal domination that wanted to enslave him once captured. Yes, in spite of all, the king had some kind of hope, something that made him search and search, day after day, for an entrance. But he found only cliff after cliff, until the one-hundredth time, there he found an opening, small as it was, it was an opening nonetheless.

3
The Entrance

They were like two shadows chained together—both used to one another, it was a love no one would believe in books, it was hard to believe in reality, in desperation they loved even more than previous to their downfall.

—They had found a crevice, crack—a peak-hole you might say into an underwater mountain; this strange refuge gave them a rest as they pushed their slinky forms through it. It was fathoms bellow, and as they sank a graveyard of bones lay all about, an eldritch-dark, misty gloom, ivory-laced black moss circled about. It was the gloom of the earth, and the first night there was: phobic, neurotic mind bending occurrences for them; with its tight-macabre walls closing in on each side of them—ebbing. They didn't think things could get worse, but just its lack of light was worse than the surface of the water with all its danger and fog included. Nonetheless they slept a night in peace, unguarded for once, so they acquired one gift, at a price of another, for sleeping in the Hell was impossible, and in the waters of the gulf, seldom could they both sleep at any one given time; yes, sleep was a privilege, a gift, and treasured by all, and all they needed to do was remember a thousand years of not sleeping; so this was their outlook on the matter, and gift in the raw.

They had woke up, or so it seem, days later, or possibly weeks or months later, time was not measured by distance or movements, it was measured by events more so. And waking up to know what was going on was time. If a boatman oared by you, and then another one shortly after, one might say it was five minutes or five hours between events. Then if there was more fog, and the spotting of these vessels were less seldom, then time was measured accordingly, one would have to allow more time for each event. It became simple after a while for the couple, after a hundred or so years that is, and then after a thousand years they didn't even have to think on measuring time it was automatic. Their guess was that they'd been down there between eight hundred to 1500-years. But it was a thousand years they were there, take or give a few.

4
The Discovery

Now Phrygian and Ais saw a moved rock, a rock they had leaned against, oh yes, thick shadows have weight, believe it or not. And they quickly moved the surface of that area, and a larger hole opened—not too large just enough to seep through it like curled up worms digging their way to freedom, to the top of the surface of land. And when they came out on the other end, to their amazement they saw a city, a city deep within the core of the mountain, a necropolis, a resting place for a dead city of Atlantis; towers and temples all laying about as if a hurricane, or earthquake had caused some kind of earthly catastrophe, potentially an upheaval—volcanic activity, or asteroid or meteorite impacted the earth—something on that order

as they got closer within this mammoth core of the mountain—in the inner cave, pieces of oxide (iron) were all about and other minerals like globs of nickel lay here and there, that told the king it was highly, and most likely a meteor (s) that struck the earth, thus, elsewhere, if not everywhere there would be craters on earth, this was the upshot of the ocean floor. It had evidently sunk, and turned things a little upside down (what before was land, was mountains, some below the seas; probably even what were cities could now be on top of mountains that had never previously existed); furthermore, it was possible the earth itself became lopsided, and very promising unbalanced the earth's axis; in addition, this upheaval of the oceans floors, was surely the cause of the earth being sprayed with large and small portions of a huge asteroid from an asteroid belt, or one, or a dozen, likely frozen rocks, flying by earth, and through the earths atmospheres.

But on the other brighter side, they had found—as they came closer to the towers, found the larger tower, and the acropolis, it was Atlantis' graveyard. It was Atlantis itself, their previous home. Then by a standing upright temple, came Anases, in shadow form, like them—configurations of dark mass. On one hand it was a rude awakening for all, and on the other, a jubilee for all, for none had seen another being in a very long time.

"Phrygian," he cried with a crack in his voice, "And Ais, I am so glad to see you."

Asked Phrygian, in a lost commanding voice, a more human one than when he was Archeking of Atlantis, "My old friend, what are you doing here?"

"Oh yes," he replied, looking about, "Yes, yes, I am looking for my scrolls, I had them in the tower as you must remember—I think, but I can't find them, how will the world ever know of our existence?"

"They will make tales of us," the old king now said with a nostalgic voice, "they will tell wild and long tales; yes, yes indeed that is exactly what they will do." Then Anases left them as they stood, and started searching every rock, fissure he could find, the scrolls.

As they walked further into the debris, and looked about, a tour of sorts, looking at the few standing buildings; there within the tour, they turned to each other, Ais saying,

"At least we're home." But she was day-dreaming of the days of glory and beauty of Atlantis, which surely the old king was doing also and her words came out in poetry:

The Lost Archkingdom Atlantis

Her nine-sided ivory tower obelisks,
Atlantis' throne to kings and gods:
Were topped with trident crowns—

Her towers, temples, and turrets:
Her tapestries and treasures of fur—
Fountains, pools and waterfalls,
Her gardens, lilies and poppies,
Her sculptures, palaces, observatories,
Her giant pearls of Yndessoss!
Coral reds and whites from Mu,
Lemuria's vast urns and vases—
Give glory to you: Archkingdom, Atlantis

Lost forever in the deep fathoms of Hell….

See Dennis' web site: http://dennissiluk.tripod.com

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Dont Rent A Vehicle Until Your Read This

Writen by D Ruplinger

If you are renting a car or other vehicle, the process will be the easiest and smoothest if you have a credit card to use for the transaction. Some car rental companies won't even rent you a vehicle if you don't have a credit card for payment. If the car rental company does allow you to rent without a credit card, you may have to pay a large cash deposit to cover any potential damage to the vehicle you are renting. If you are using a travel agent and do not have a credit card, ask your agent about using pre-paid vouchers to pay for your vehicle rental. A voucher is typically easier to use than cash when renting a vehicle.

Be aware that a large part of your credit line on your credit card may be tied up while the rental vehicle is in your possession. The car rental company may place a certain amount of money on hold on your credit card for possible additional charges such as late return fees and damage fees. The charge won't be processed unless you incur those additional expenses. But because that money is on hold you won't have it available to you for other purchases so you may want to use for other purchases such as your hotel.

Your driving record may be a factor when you rent a vehicle. Not all car rental companies check driving records but some do. If your driving record doesn't meet the car rental company's standards they will not let you rent from them. To prevent this from happening check with the car rental agency to see if they check driving records and what their standards are.

Twenty five is the magic age when renting a vehicle. If you are at least twenty five years of age you will not incur additional fees to rent a vehicle. If you are between the ages of eighteen and twenty five you will likely be required to pay more money for renting your car than a twenty five or older driver. If you are under 18 years of age you will not be able to rent a vehicle in the US. Although those rules may not seem fair, it is just the way it is in the car rental industry

Rental car companies will offer you various optional insurance and waiver options, but you may already be covered. Before you go to rent a vehicle, check with both your personal auto insurance agent and with your credit card company. You may already have protection if you have an accident, lose, or damage your rental vehicle. If you do have protection, you shouldn't need to purchase the collision damage waiver or CDW offered by the car rental company because it will be a duplication of coverage you already have.

If you do purchase a CDW, keep in mind that it is not insurance but an agreement between you and the car rental company stating that you will not be liable for loss or damage to the rental vehicle as long as you comply with conditions stated in the agreement. Those conditions are common sense ones such as not driving while under the influence of alcohol, not driving the vehicle off-road, and not allowing an unauthorized person to drive the vehicle. A CDW will almost always not cover you though for personal injuries or damage to personal property sustained while using the rental vehicle. If you are renting overseas though, you may not have a choice of whether or not or purchase a CDW. Some countries require you to purchase it.

If you are renting a vehicle overseas you may need to obtain an international driving permit. Check on this before you show up at the overseas rental car counter.

After you get to your rental vehicle walk around the outside of it and inspect it for any possible damage. If you notice damage such as a dent or noticeable scratch report it to the lot attendant right away and get it noted on your rental agreement so you won't be liable for that damage. I learned this lesson the hard way. On one of my first rentals I noticed a dent in the vehicle, told the lot attendant about it who told me not to worry about it. I didn't insist he write anything on my rental agreement stating the damage was already on the vehicle when I picked it up. When I returned the vehicle the rental car company wanted to charge me for that dent. I eventually got my money back but it took time me quite a bit of time and frustration to get those charges reversed.

If you find you are going to return your rental vehicle more than 4 hours late, call the rental company and arrange for an additional day's rental. Although most companies allow you a one hour grace period before they start to charge you additional money, the hourly rates can quickly add up to more than the cost of an entire day's rental. Usually when you get to the 4 hour mark, renting the vehicle for an additional day is cheaper than paying the hourly late fees.

About The Author D Ruplinger is a featured writer for http://www.autorentalpro.com. For more information about vehicle rentals visit http://www.autorentalpro.com.

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