Paranormal Enigmas of the Night

Have you ever had paranormal experiences of so-called Shadow People? There are variations such as the Hat Man. Some experiencers and researchers include phenomena such as Black-Eyed Children, shadow creatures as spiritual parasites, and other related weirdness. Others consider them separate phenomena. Many Earth Humans have experienced them across different cultures, regions, and times, and have given them many definitions. Yet they remain a mystery. They’re mostly are seen at night and are usually considered malevolent or at least tricksterish. Yet in other situations they appear to be hurrying through as if focused on a mission, or even lingering about harmlessly but with intense curiosity. Once commanded to leave or if one turns on the lights  or flashes a bright light, they invariably glide away and vanish.

It’s common to see a flicker or flash of movement of someone out the corner of our eyes, a shadow swiftly moving by. Was that a real object or entity? Or just shadows and reflections of furniture, drapes and curtains, random stuff, and tired, sleepy, overactive minds? Such are often mind tricks, illusions, from our overreactive imaginations creating instant stories in our minds. We in turn sometimes project these perceptions forth and interpret them as “real.” If we are scared, we might anchor these otherwise silly incidents into our belief systems with intense emotions. Most everyone experiences those moments. I’m talking about something different here, however, something distinct from Homo sapiens. I’m talking about and for the reality of being unable to move while these solid black masses of one-or-two dimensional humanoid beings flow across walls and slide along furniture in full view by our woke, conscious minds.

I had these Shadow People in my bedroom for several nights running back in 2017, and experiencing them terrified me. They “scared the shit outa me,” I texted my brother. The Shadows didn’t hurt me, nor did they reached out to attack me in any obvious way. Their very presence terrified me, however, and they felt icy cold, tho the cold seemed to be more the cold of intent rather than temperature. They also seemed to feed off fear and upset. My whole body felt a visceral reaction to them as something inherently dangerous. Continue reading →