When I was 3 or 4. Outside chasing bumblebees, I sat down on the curb. No biggie regular day. I saw what I thought was a toy helicopter floating by. This was well before drones, and a toy one would have made a racket. Troops were repelling out of it into our gutter. I asked the pilot what was going on, he said “how are you seeing this?”. I got up and tried to grab the helicopter, but it flew off. I later joined the military and did that stuff, but hadn’t before or since seen anything like that. It was like 75 maybe I ate a brownie I shouldn’t have, but it was so real. Also, I was alone in the street and that was normal?

Note: This post is not meant to be AntiHindu or Anti-India. I am proud of my culture and thats why I wish to make it stronger by letting go of its bad aspects.

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Chernobyl was a nuclear disaster in Russia in 1986. The Russian nuclear system had some flaws but it was by no means destined to explode like that. Instead what happened is that they stacked multiple mistakes at the same time to bring about this disaster.

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In many ways, the Burari mass suicide case of 2018 is India's Chernobyl, a catastrophic failure which highlighted the worst aspects of our religion, culture and society. Not a technical one but a societal one. Let me explain with 3 things

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1)Religion

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Hinduism is a good religion. But it is anti-materialistic, dreamy and vague to the extreme extent. Since there is no central authority and the living body or the world around us is given no respect or value in theological aspects, we don't question the practical aspects of life in religion. Mystics, Babas, Tantirks and seers are found in every bylane and street corner and they can get away with saying or doing anything. The more unhinged a person is, the better. I respect Swami Vivekananda but I cannot accept the weird and crazy stuff that his teacher Swami Ramkrishna Paramhansa did. That man seems to have been suffering from lack of sleep, psychosis and possibly substance abuse. But since the Indian religion encourages all this behaviour, its seen as something mystical and 'knowing the real truth' or 'removing the curtains and seeing beyond the material world'. People accept it. Even educated people. Plus since the weird things that many of them say are very vague, Indians desperately try to come up with their own convenient 'meaning' in their words.

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I have myself seen Babas and Gurus say the weirdest shit and then seen smart career oriented people trying to derive meaning from it. Ex: Once I saw a Baba telling people to 'Ride the farm into river' and of course my relative derived the meaning that Babaji wanted him to introduce sprinkle irrigation to the farm. Why is a Baba needed for this and did he really mean this? Why not say it directly.

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In parts of Maharastra, there is a custom called 'Angat Yene' (Literally means being possessed) where a woman gets possessed by some soul and she starts ordering people or saying nonsensical shit. People obey her and respect her!

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With all due respect, this is encouraging psychosis and schizophrenia and that woman needs to get mental help, not be respected as a great mystic.

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So many Indian priests and cults worship the act of taking weed and then seeing unreal dreamy stuff thats basically a high. But they think they are seeing god and its seen as something positive. In the 1960s, this is what attracted the rebellious drug fuelled teens of the west to India.

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In the Burari case, 10 members of the family blindly followed the weirdcore words of a mentally ill man suffering from PTSD. Despite their high education, these family members believed that all the success in their life was due to Lalit Bhatia (the man responsible) and they believed his psychosis fuelled words and ideas. He must have begun with small things but soon the sense of power seems to have taken over and he must have started saying more and more weird shit involving dangerous practices until he finally convinced them to basically hang themselves. Yes they did have a fail safe and the ritual of 'Badh tapasya' (Hanging from the ceiling like the roots of a banyan tree) was not meant to kill them. But a 10 year old child will say that such a thing was inevitable to happen.

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Since our religion is not centered and doesn't even have any unifying theological aspects to it, people can get away with saying anything and anyone can be right! There was no book or no pope to tell Lalit that 'Badh Tapasya' was a nonsensical idea which would lead to death by hanging. But its nothing new.

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2)Family

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The Indian(especially north) family is very autocratic with the oldest male having an insanely large amount of power. Plus Indian society is very 'community oriented' instead of 'individual oriented'. This continues into the modern age. Yes we like to extoll the virtues of our joint family system to the 'Decadent west' (lmao) but it does have many many flaws. So many families are dysfunctional, so many couples are forced to spend their lives without regular emotional contact because they live in the confines of a joint family. So many daughter-in-laws have grivences against their mother-in-laws. Nobody dares question the authority of an elder.

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In the Burari case, the main suspect pretended to have the spirit of his father(the previous headman of the house) inside his body. He would thus speak in a weird voice and spill out utter nonsense and power grabbing orders in the name of his dead father. What surprises me is that even the educated and young members of the family blindly obeyed these commands for no reason other than the fact that they needed someone or something to fill the vacuum left behind by their dead headman of the house. Why couldn't they just let go and accept his death!

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But the worst thing is how he treated the women. In his own diaries(which are the words of his dead father according to him), he orders his sister-in-law to 'Stay in the kitchen and pay attention to the chores instead of doing other activities'. She obeyed him despite being an educated late 20th century girl! Why???

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This case proves that even education is not enough to quell the disturbing and bad aspects of our society and culture.

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3)Mental health

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Since mental health is seen as shameful and a waste of time in India, weird babas and gurus fill in the gap and that leads them to have ample opportunities to brainwash people. Lalit needed mental help to cope with his PTSD. The family needed mental help to cope with the death of their father/grandfather. But instead they took to weird religious practices to pretend that he was still their with them. In the end they died in the ritual which was supposed to bring him back!

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Once again, society and religion beat education. Some of the people in this family had masters degrees in arts, commerce and management but that wasn't enough to stop this!

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Conclusion:

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In the end, Lalit started losing his grip on power. Just like North Korean soldiers firing on their own comrade because Kim know that even one crack in his system will unravel everything. In a similar way, the marriage of one of the girls in the house represented a crack in the secretive weird cult that Lalit had built. What if she told her in-laws? What if she started behaving independently?

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Thats why he seems to have taken the final horrifying step which led to India's most traumatizing disasters!

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Basically in this case, the worst aspects of religion, family values, societal values and lack of mental health came together at once. Mistakes were stacked on top of one another and that is what led to this case where 11 well educated and well off people hanged themselves to death to bring one dead guy to life!

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This happened there but it can also happen anywhere. It may even be happening in your own neighbour's house. So if you are a proud Indian and a proud Hindu then reject the bad aspects of our society and empower our culture and religion by reforms. Fight the bad for the good!

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I accept that my short essay may be flawed in many ways. Open criticism is accepted and encouraged.

In 2023, a man was arrested in Peru after police discovered a 800 year old mummy in his food delivery cooler bag. The 26-year-old man, Julio Cesar Bermejo, said he named the remains “Juanita” and described them as “like my spiritual girlfriend.” “At home, she’s in my room. She sleeps with me. I take care of her." The remains turned out to be that of an adult male.

https://amp.cnn.com/cnn/2023/02/28/americas/peru-mummy-puno-delivery-man-intl-latam

Turin, 1973. Antonio Naccarato founds a sect called the Rosary Prayer Group. Next to the charismatic leader is his niece, Lydia Nakcarato, who was twenty-one years old at the time.

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A prayer group every year, involving believers and families somehow connected with the Nakcarato clan; at the end of the 80s - the period of maximum expansion of the group itself – it can number about a thousand followers distributed in the cities of Turin, San Pietro in Amantea and Pagani (Salerno). The matrix, as you can see, is deeply Christian; The sect draws inspiration, of course, from the Holy Scriptures, which founded the Catholic Church, from the Bible, from the Gospels, but also from other texts, such as, for example, the "Poem about the Man-God" by Maria Valtorta, a mystic from Caserta, who died in Viareggio on October 12, 1961. This work was condemned by the Holy Office (included in the Index of Forbidden Books in 1959), and later – and in later times – published under the new title "The Gospel as it was revealed to me."

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In 1988, the leader of the Catholic sect, Lydia Nakcarato, predicted the end of the world — a favorite motive for the formation of a cult. She gathered a group of like-minded people from 35 people who, under her leadership, committed terrible crimes, isolated on a secluded Italian farm.

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One day, a man with a gunshot wound came to the police and told them that the sect had tried to sacrifice him, having previously shot him. When the police searched the farm where the cult's worshippers lived, they found dozens of sectarians muttering "Ave Maria" in a trance state. A dismembered cat lay next to the image of the Virgin Mary.

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Perhaps the sect had something to do with the mafia - the corpse that was found on the farm was connected in the same way as the bodies marked with the "signature signature" of the Ndrangheta clan — "Ndrangheta kills traitors." Pistols, knives, ammunition and bundles of money — almost eight hundred thousand dollars - were also found around the sacrificed deceased.

Right, I know this is a long post but I’m leaving in a few days and I wanted to be sure I got it all out there. If something happens and I don’t come back, at least I’m not the only one who knows the truth.

I started working on cruise ships a few years ago. It’s definitely a strange job; you’re cooped up with your co-workers 24/7 for weeks on end. People hook up, people fight. And it isn’t for everyone. Some times people get off at a port and never come back. What I’m saying is that I am used to the usual cruise ship weirdness. But this was different.

I’d been an AV techie for a few different ships in the Caribbean when a friend of mine suggested I check out Velorum. Their ships were really fancy, which means better equipment and better pay. So I applied and, even though I was less experienced than they were looking for, I got the gig.

It started off pretty normal, you know, just another job on the high seas. It was definitely stricter than other ships I’d been on. Like, crew wasn’t allowed on the promenade unless they were working and we’re not meant to be above deck at all during our off hours. It didn’t really effect me because I worked with the theatre team and was had access to pretty much every where, but you’ve got to understand, weeks at sea and not being allowed topside is pretty intense for some people. So at first I took everything in stride, but looking back I should have noticed something was off from the start.

From day one, there was this vibe on the ship, like everyone was keeping secrets. Certain crew members were always whispering and shoot each other these looks, like they were afraid of something. At first I thought it was just because everything was so strict, you know. Just people trying to keep their jobs. But they seemed genuinely scared of something.

Usually these ships are like a total party for crew, but this one was just the opposite. Everyone really kept to themselves. To be honest, I thought I might just quit- it really didn’t seem like the place for me. But then I met Chloe. She was a new member of the theatre team, so we got to know each other a bit during the show. I was putting her mic on and told some stupid joke about hearing her heart beat faster, but then she laughed. Pretty soon, we were spending all our free time together. Man, she was something else—funny, smart, and super cute. I’d had a policy not to date anyone on the ships before, but she really was different. There isn’t a lot of privacy on these cruises, but we found places we could be alone. Just because we weren’t allowed topside, that didn’t stop us from exploring every nook and cranny of that ship.

I’d sort of forgotten about the weirdness at this point. The vibe was definitely still off, but with Chloe around I didn’t really care. I didn’t notice when people started disappearing. People do have a tendency to jump ship from these jobs but this was like poof, gone without a trace. All their stuff still in the cabins- passports, everything. Looking back now, it’s so obvious something was up. I wished I’d noticed sooner… maybe I could have done something to protect Chloe.

So, one of the people to go missing was Chloe's friend, Pippa. I didn’t really get to know her, but most of the actors hung around together and Chloe really liked her. I know fact that she just vanished was a bit strange, but like I say, people come and go from these ships all the time so I didn’t think too much about it. But Chloe was upset so I agreed to help her look into it. The really weird part was that, when we asked around, no one seemed to want to talk about it. Like, fine, people leave- but why the secrecy?

I began to get the feeling that something was seriously messed up on that ship. Chloe and I made a plan, that we’d hide some microphones in the officer’s mess hall and see if we could find anything out. Looking back now I just wish we’d left it alone. I set Chloe up with a few lav mics- they’re small but they get good range. She was supposed to plant them in the mess and then we were going to meet in one of our secret hiding spots to see what we could hear. It was all going well at first- the officers all lust after the cast, so Chloe found it really easy to talk her way in. But then things took a turn. I think one of the officers must have noticed what Chloe was doing. They all stopped talking all of a sudden, even Chloe. Two of the mics went dead immediately, but the third one was still on. I heard someone say something I couldn’t quite make out- I think Chloe must have had the mic hidden on her somewhere. But I swear it sounded like they said ‘throw her over.’

I ran to the officer’s mess, but I was too late- they were gone. I tried to follow the sounds on the mic to find her- I could hear the wind so I knew they were on deck somewhere. I must have run all over that ship. Then, suddenly, the signal went static and disappeared. Look, I’ve been a sound engineer on a ship for while, I know what it sounds like when a microphone gets wet. I think they threw Chloe overboard.

Whatever happed, she was gone. I searched the ship from top to bottom, but there was no sign of her anywhere. I reported it to my duty officer, but he totally dismissed me; said that I couldn’t accept being dumped. But I knew it was something else. I knew what I’d heard. A few days later I got a text message from Chloe’s phone. It said that she was sorry she’d left without saying anything but that she thought it was easier than going through a break up on a ship. I couldn’t believe it. It really seemed like someone was covering it up now.

I was devastated. I’d only known Chloe a short time, but she was everything to me, and now she was gone, and I felt responsible. I didn’t stay on the ship long after that. I knew I had to do something- I owed Chloe that much.

So, I went on a mission, diving head first into the dark corners of the internet, looking for anything to help me uncover the truth behind these disappearances. I’d heard about something happening on another Velorum cruise ship, about the staff rebelling. That’s when I found Lauren. Together we’ve been piecing everything together, and I think it’s bigger than we could have imagined.

It looks like the same people who own the cruise line have started this wellness retreat in Slovenia. I heard about it in one of the forums and I’ve managed to get myself hired as their sound engineer. Like I said, I don’t know what I’m going to find when I get there, but I know its not good. Hopefully Lauren and her friends can help me bring the truth to light.

I’ve got a friend running this account while I’m away (thanks, Steve!), but hopefully I’ll be able to give you guys a proper update when I’m home. I don’t know what we’re going to find at this festival, but I hope we get some answers, for Chloe if nothing else. Wish me luck- I think I’ll need it.

TL:DR - I think the cruise company I worked for is covering up my friends disappearance.

Does anyone remember the sicko Turpin family story with the parents who shackled all their kids, and one escaped? (She’s a gorgeous social media star now, btw.)

Anyway, the youngest kid was 2 when they were found. A baby in a crib you can see in the police rescue video. But the mom was 48 when it happened. What are the odds that she mothered a baby at 46? Isn’t it suspicious?

It’s morbid curiosity, I know, but I can’t get the question out of my head! Whose baby is that?!

Link of story:

https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Turpin_case

wow I NEVER expected to have to make a part two on this.

my roommate says that person has come back 3 times after when i wasnt there and banged on a different window. I was on the phone with my friend and had youtube on in the background and as my friend is talking I hear the metal of the ac unit bend, like someone was climbing on it again. I freeze and I tell my friend to stop talking. I don't hear the tapping this time but in my stupid white girl fear state, I look outside and see a fully black figure crouched down, looking up at the window. thankfully, that person didn't see me and I didn't get any kind of description of them because my vision is very bad (-4.00 vision). I'm fucking terrified at this point, should I involve the police?? I'll probably have the video I took on a different subreddit, and I'll link it in the comments. we've already ordered cameras to put up and around. is there anything else I could do???? I'm worried for my safety at this point. here's part 1 and the video to go with it

So I’m honestly not sure where to actually put this story because when I tell anyone they just brush it off and tell me I probably heard an animal or wind chimes.

But the story starts when my parents left for Florida with my two little brothers, so I was in charge of watching over the house for the weekend starting the Thursday morning they left. Now I’m not scared to go outside of my house at night, even if we do live on the edge of town surrounded by cornfields and get coyotes in our yard all the time. It’s something I’m used to and learned to not be scared of it, so when I bring my dog outside, I always sit on our porch and wait for her to be done. It was around 12 at night when I decided to let my dog out so both her and I could go to bed. So I go outside in our front yard like normal and she walks off to go to the bathroom while I stand on the porch. She’s kind of taking a long time to find a spot so I kinda just zone out while waiting for her. As I’m looking at my neighbors house across the street and into their back yard, I hear this quiet whistling coming from down the street. I kind of brush it off and just think it’s a wind chime, but in the back of my head I know none of my neighbors down that street have wind chimes nor was it windy out that night at all. So I kind of start getting anxious and call my dog up to go back into the house, but she starts to walk towards my neighbors house and her nose is up in the air like she’s sniffing something. So I start yelling for her to come back in because she’s far away now, when I hear another whistling sound. This time, it came from my neighbors back yard, or that general direction because I couldn’t pinpoint where exactly, but it was way closer this time. The whistling was loud and urgent, is the way I would describe it. It was so loud that it startled me and my dog. At this point, I haven’t seen anything in any of the surrounding area, so no physical source from where the whistling was coming from, and that second whistle happened about a minute after the first one. No possible way that whatever was whistling could come from down the street right into my neighbors back yard, especially since my neighbors have a pretty tall fence as well. And I know some people who weren’t there to experience like I did might say it could’ve been an animal, but it was a human whistle or sounded like a person whistling. So I frantically get my dog back into the house as she’s trying to go towards where the whistling came from.

And it doesn’t end there, because the next night when I let her out again, I stayed inside as I watched my dog from the window. I lost sight of her so I walked out to the porch to bring her in, I called her name and soon after she came around back to me. I heard this rustling in our bushes and these weird animal sounds. Nothing like a coyote, nor do any of the coyotes in the area hide in our bushes or ever get that close to our house. I can’t describe the sound, but it was quiet and didn’t sound normal at all. It sounded like an animal whimpering in pain. It was deep sounding and quiet. I’ve seen my fair share of horror movies and also live in an area that used to be Native American lands, so I just completely ignored it, grabbed my dog and went into the house all panicky. I went out the next morning to check for any wounded or dead animals in the bushes and found nothing. We also have stray cats in our area, but I’ve heard a cat in pain before, and it sounded nothing like that. Along with the no physical evidence like blood, a wounded animal, or a dead animal, I was a little freaked out. So I refused to let my dog stay outside for too long while going to the bathroom, and I just stayed inside and watched her from the window up until my parents got home.

This still freaks me out till this day, and I remember panic calling a friend because the whistle startled me so much. Nobody really believes me but I know what I heard was not normal and I’ve never had anything like that happen in the 18 years I’ve lived in this house and spent my late nights outside by myself.

hii I don't really know where to put this but I really need to get this out there. edit: I'm sorry if this doesn't fit the theme I got banned off a subreddit last I posted this so I (16f) live with my best friend julius (16) in their moms house. usually we stay up late at night watching true crime and scary paranormal videos, and this night was just like any other (sunday from the day I'm writing this). we were watching a paranormal video when we heard something on the big ac unit outside (idk what it'd actually called), we just assumed it was a cat or something since we had outside cats, and brushed it off. a few moments later we heard something drag and move and then tap tap tap ... tap tap tap. someone tapping with their fingers, wanting to be let in. we slightly freak out but try to find the most logical thought, which was a branch. we fell asleep soon after and the next morning, julius' mom comes in asking if we heard anything weird because the wired fence around her garden was torn up, huge holes in it and it was torn up out of the ground. we told her what had happened and she looked at the ac unit and saw 1 footprint and some tools(? Idk what they are) moved. that truly freaked me and my friend out so we refused to go outside the whole day. now today, we went outside to look around and we found what we think to be a thumbprint, two large boot prints and two possible fingerprints on the window. I'm not sure what's going on, but this is really freaky. we're deciding to set up cameras. I have a video of the footprints if anyone wants it.

edit: hi I posted the vid on r/scaryshit you can see it here

This is about that time when I did slept with my grandpa who have expired now, once night I went to sleep with him as usual but something has been done weird, a voice had came in my ears, "Priyanshu, get up and it's time to move". I got disturbed cause that person was completely looking like my grandpa sleeping near me. I was shocked how is that possible and then I ignored him and again got slept. That experience was very horrific and that was happened when I was only 14 years old.

In september of 2020, I was on a business trip going home from California. I was out in the desert near the border of Nevada and California with my coworker.

I love exploring so I downloaded a database of all of the abandoned mining claims in nevada and found one that was nearby and not far off the highway.

When we arrived, we had to drive over really rough terrain, through a winding road that was at some points a valley between ridges of hills. It was only about 2000 feet off the road but it was far enough that we couldn't see the mine from the road.

As soon as we got up to the base of the hill that the mine was cut into, we saw a car and had a bad feeling.

The car was dusty, it looked like it had been there for a while, and we called out but didn't hear any response.

As we opened the door to the mine, we saw that there was a pile of water bottles and some paint cans that supposedly contained food.

It didn't hit me until I saw the date written on the can - July 17th. That day was September 6th, 51 days later. If the people who put it there were still alive, they would have eaten it by now.

If you don't know about abandoned mines, they're very unsafe. You can slip and fall to your death, you can breathe bad air and suffocate or get hydrogen sulfide poisoning, you can get lost, your flashlight batteries could die; there are about a million ways to go into a mine and not come back out. They even place signs on the mines that say "stay out, stay alive."

I went to the police the next day to let them know what I had found.

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I probably discovered what was left of some dead people. Three years later I can't help but wonder what happened to them.

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Here is a link to a gallery that contains the relevant photos from this experience.

https://imgur.com/a/XaeSo70

I've checked the news from the area and never found anything relevant. If any of you guys know a place I can check to figure out what happened that would be awesome. I also have the plate number of the vehicle but don't think it's a good idea to post that online.