The Confessionals - RELOADED | 182: The Gargoyle Guardian

Episode Date: April 3, 2023

On Episode 182: The Gargoyle Guardian, we bring on Jo who has had several encounters with entities throughout her life, including one that she describes as a gargoyle. She walks us through her experiences with these beings and gives her take as to what she believes was really going on. After the interview with Jo, we also play some audio from a live Instagram video Tony recorded last week, where he shared his thoughts about the Jefferey Epstein cover-up.Become a member for AD FREE listening and EXTRA shows: theconfessionalspodcast.com/joinWatch Expedition Dogman: https://amzn.to/3OVyUs6Tony's Studio Equipment: linktr.ee/mystudiogearSPONSORSGET SIMPLISAFE TODAY: simplisafe.com/confessionalsGET Hello Fresh: hellofresh.com/confessionals16 Promo Code: "65TONY" for 65% OFF PLUS FREE SHIPPING!!!CONNECT WITH USWebsite: www.theconfessionalspodcast.comEmail: [e-mail] to the Newsletter: https://www.theconfessionalspodcast.com/the-newsletterSOCIAL MEDIASubscribe to our YouTube: https://bit.ly/2TlREaITikTok: @theconfessionalsDiscord: https://discord.gg/KDn4D2uw7hShow Instagram: theconfessionalspodcastTony's Instagram: tonymerkelofficialFacebook: www.facebook.com/TheConfessionalsPodcasTwitter: @TConfessionalsAre you a military veteran struggling with thoughts of suicide?Contact Watchman Readiness Corps for REAL help. A veteran-run organization that is designed to help through hands-on survival training.Website: wrc.vetEmail: [e-mail]: [phone]Instagram: wrc_survivalFacebook: colbywrcvet

Merkel Media I guess it's time To go back in time Are you telling me you built a time machine Kind of a Dolion Time is but a stubborn illusion I have a lot of memories

Of the past People are time traveling within themselves Time travel Is possible This was all circulating around the base that a giant had been killed but no one was supposed to talk about it. Boney fingers

reach up underneath the door, curl up to grab it, and then disappear. When he came over to me, dude, he slithered over to me. And this giant comes out of the cave and they're all frozen. And he starts running and firing at this giant. With a giant move,

he's got a spear in one hand and he's running really fast. And spears, Dan, holds them up like this. Somebody else, shoot them in the face, shoot them in the face. They basically decapitated. And I look over and there are two small and they're literally, I'm getting pulled off the bed. I reached my hand into this bush and I couldn't move because I know I'm seeing a monster.

Okay, I reload it. Yep. Welcome to the show, buddy. You're listening to The Confessionals. I am your host, Tony Merkel. Thank you for being here. If you've had an encounter or a story you like, to share with me on the show, go ahead and shoot me an email. My email address is The Confessionalspodcast

at gmail.com. That's The Confessionalspodcast at gmail.com. Or go to the website toconfessionalspodcast.com, hit the contact section and you can reach me that way as well. And if you want extra shows every week, if you love the Confessionals and you want to hear another show every week, go to the confessionalspodcast.com and sign up to become a member because members get an extra show every Thursday on the website. So go to the professionalspodcast.com if that interests you. Now, today we got Joe coming on the show. And Joe has a lot of different experiences she wants to share with us, anything from paranormal to UFOs, to even seeing a gargoyle-like creature that we open the show up with. It's a great interview, a great conversation with Joe.

You're in for a treat. Joe, how are you? Um, okay. Great, great. So, come on, Joe, sound a little bit more enthusiastic. It's just a weird question for me. Well, it's fine. It's fine. So you have lots of different experiences with paranormal type stuff.

And we're probably going to run with this in chronological order for the most part. But the very first story you're going to share actually happened in 2017. And I'm asking you to share it first because I personally am just fascinated by it. I just want to make sure we have enough time to get to it. So you at some point saw a gargoyle-like figure. or creature. And I think it sounded like it was in your home or something. So would you share that with us? Sure. So it appeared in my bedroom. I was asleep in my bed, which is situated in a corner next to a window. And I had woken up from a dead sleep in the middle of the night. It's not a

super uncommon experience that I wake up in the middle of the night, but it's not something that happens on the regular. I wasn't super surprised when I woke up, but I did wonder what had woken me. So I, you know, you do that thing where you sit there for a minute, kind of trying to get your bearings, figure out, was it a noise, there's something happening? And I didn't, I didn't register anything. There was no sound. The room was completely pitch black, except for a glowing green light in the middle of the room, which at first didn't strike me as odd, because I have a little glow in the dark, like, decoration that hangs from the center of my ceiling fan, like where the pull chains are. And at first I thought it was that.

So I just sort of ignored it. And then I realized that if I was looking at that green light where it was, I must have been twisted around in bed. And that might have been why I was so disoriented. So I tried to, you know, put my hand on the wall, put my hand on the bed, try to situate myself. back to where I thought I was, and I realized that I wasn't in an odd position in my bed. I was where I thought I was, and the light was in a weird spot. And that's kind of, you know, when the adrenaline kicked in, and I realized something was very wrong. And I checked my phone to see what time it was, and I realized that it was hours after I went to bed.

And glow in the dark things, because it's just one of those plastic, it charges from light and then glows. you know, do dads. Those don't stay lit for that long and they certainly don't glow that bright. And when I realized that and that it was in the wrong place, then I kind of started to panic because it wasn't what I thought it was. It wasn't where I thought it should be. And, you know, panic. So I kind of looked up from the spot where the light I was and where I thought it should be. And that's when I kind of saw the outline of this thing behind it. And it. And it was. And it was, was huge all the way up to the ceiling in the room and granted I don't have really tall ceiling they're just the standard with seven or eight feet but this thing all the way up to

the ceiling and enormous around like four or five times as big around as a human should be and it was wearing this huge heavy dark like cloak with a hood and where the green-glowy light thing was was in a position that should have been where its hand would have been. Like if it was holding out its hand to hold up the light in front of it, but there was no hand. I could see the outline of the figure and I could see the cloak, but it was like the hand itself that held the green-glowy ball was invisible.

And it was situated so that it was facing, the window, which was behind the bed. So it was like parallel to me, not looking directly at me, but looking directly out the window, which would have been also north. I don't know if that makes a difference. So it's standing there fully facing the window, which by the way is covered with a piece of wood and blankets and blind completely covered up because it's winter and it's cold. So that's my insulation. So there's nothing it could be seeing out of this window unless it's seeing through the window. And it's not even turned to face me. It's like it doesn't even acknowledge that I'm there. And my first thought was, I'm dreaming. And this is everybody's first thought at this point.

I'm dreaming. So I turned on the light thinking, you know, I'll clear this out. And when I turn on the light, everything disappeared. The light, the shape, everything, and my room was exactly as I expected it to be completely empty. And I thought, okay, good, I'm crazy. It was just the dream. And then I turned off the light again. And as soon as the light went out, it was back right there, like it was just invisible in light with this little glowing ball standing there looking out the window. And that, I was kind of beside myself at that point. I woke up my my then boyfriend and told him, get up, get up, look, there's a thing. And he barely woke up at all, just kind of, huh, way, and saw nothing.

Absolutely clueless, he couldn't see it. And then rolled over and went back to sleep. And I'm sitting there looking at it. And that's when it sort of started to interact a little bit, it gave just the slightest hint that it was aware that I was there. the head turned just a fraction, just enough in my direction as if it was trying to give me a sly smile. But I couldn't see its face. I just got the impression that that's what it was doing.

And then it kind of seemed satisfied with itself and turned back to staring out the blocked window. So holding the light, otherwise not moving, just standing there, this hulking creature. close enough I could have reached out and touched it, looking out the window, holding the light, being smug. And it was non-threatening at that point. Like at first, I was scared because there's a thing in my room that did not belong there. But after it sort of smiled and then went back to looking out the window, I kind of got this feeling that it was a guardian of some sort,

not anything there to attack me. I have never seen anything like it before since. and there it is, the grim guardian who stares through the window. Jeez. So this thing is, you know, pretty gigantic and it's in your room at night. And it kind of acknowledges you, but, and you said that you thought that you could, it was so close that you could reach out and touch it. Do you think that you could actually have touched it, or do you think this was more

like an apparition that you can see but not touch? You know, I'm completely guessing at this point because I didn't. But given that it disappeared when I turned on the light, I imagined that it wouldn't have been physical. I think my hand would have slid right through it. You know, along the lines of, and I know you've had UFO encounters, I'm not sure what your opinion is on UFOs, but do you think this could have been some kind of like alien extraterrestrial type creature that was in your room for whatever reason? It's possible. That's not the impression that I got, but all of my impressions are.

are based fully on my impressions. They're completely ignorant opinions. I have no facts to base them on. But it gave me more the feeling of something in maybe a different realm of the supernatural. Like a guardian is really the word that comes to mind because it really felt calming at the end. Like, no, it's good. I'm just here. it didn't say anything.

It didn't, you know, project thoughts into my mind or anything. It just, it was just very chill, like, now I got this and no idea what it was. If I had to venture a hypothesis, I would say it was some kind of a spirit. If I had to go farther than that, I might guess that it was something maybe of the fairy realm. Oops, I let my crazy show for a second. But that might be my guess. I mean, it didn't really seem ghostly, but it certainly wasn't human.

I just don't know. It almost kind of had the shape of like a giant troll. Only, again, I never saw any skin or any bones of it. It was just huge. And it was almost like it knew that I couldn't see it. like it was purposely going, nah, you can see the cloak, but you don't get to see the skin.

So, all right, so speaking about the cloak, now when you see the cloak and you see this figure, did you ever feel like this was an ancient creature of some kind? Or did that ever cross your mind? Because, I mean, when I think of a cloak,

I think of something probably out of like Lord of the Rings or something like that, some kind of those heavy-duty, you know, mesh cloaks. And is that what it was or what, describe it? Definitely. there was an element of age.

I do recall that the cloak itself looked old and also not super fine. Like, I work in textiles as a hobby. So I'm familiar with certain kinds of fabric and

it wasn't like super fine like a t-shirt or silk or anything. It looked like burlap. It was heavy and thick and it was definitely like a woven and it looked kind of rough, maybe handmade. And it was thick enough and weighty enough in the way that it hung on this creature, that it was bulky and not very well tailored.

It was just a giant sheet with a hood in it and some sleeves. Definitely something more intricate than what you might buy at like a costume shop. But at the same time, it was definitely something that would be intended to protect. it's wearer from, you know, cold and outside stuff. Like, it looked functional. And I remember that it was, it was black, but it had shades to it. So there were parts of it that looked like it was either dirty or some bleached, but like, it varied a little in color over, like, the wrinkles of it.

Does that make sense? No, it definitely makes sense. And when you said burlop, that's exactly what I was thinking about. I just couldn't think of the term that I was looking for. But I'll tell you, I mean, it definitely, for me, it sounds like something I'd be scared out of my mind seeing, especially that green light that it was kind of holding. But you said there's no, there wasn't a hand there holding it. But where a hand would have been was this green light. I mean, it just sounds to me, it has this weird, like haunting yet extraterrestrial kind of vibe to it to me, where, you know, it's kind of looking at the window, almost like that you would think it's friends or the craft or something like that was outside the window. It was kind of. communicating with it, maybe through the green light. I don't know, but it's, I find a very, very fascinating, very fascinating. You know, I probably should have been scared. I think maybe I'm just too dumb to be scared. But, but it never looked at the light. It held it almost like it was

just there. It wasn't something it interacted with. It was just part of it. It's due kind of like you would hold your cell phone in your hand as a thing. Only, I guess, that's a bad example, because you'd look at your cell phone. It never looked at it. And the green light was definitely a ball shape, and it was sitting in, well, hanging in mid-air,

right out from where, like, the sleeve of the cloak was. So you could, well, you could, I could see the edge of the sleeve, and then there was a little bit of space, and then the ball. So I could imagine, like a hand sticking out. out of the cloak holding the ball. But there was nothing obscuring it.

And while it was green, and that tends to be associated with all manner of unnerously creepy things, it didn't necessarily strike me that way. It was kind of a warm green, and it just wasn't threatening. Like, once I got over the initial shock of there's something in my room, it wasn't, it wasn't threatening anymore. I'm trying to come up with another word to use there that might make more sense, but that's really the one that seems fitting. It's just unthreatening. And it never made a move towards me at all, which was nice because I've had other things

that tried to touch you or try to come at you, but this one didn't. It was very solidly where it was at, kind of like it was manning a post. Like it felt like it was doing a job. and that job didn't really have anything to do with interacting with me. That's interesting. The fact that you think the job didn't have anything to do with you yet it was in your room. So clearly maybe there's some kind of extra-dimensional type things going on here. I don't know.

I find it very fascinating. But you just mentioned about how you've had other things tried coming at you. Do tell. Okay. Well, I do want to clarify that when I say it didn't feel like it had any of to do with interacting with me. I would make a distinction with that from having anything to do with me.

Like, I do think, I can't imagine any reason it would be there that wouldn't have to do with me sleeping in the room, but it wasn't supposed to talk to me. It's kind of like the feeling that I got. But as for things coming at me, okay, the weird set of mismatched experiences I had in an apartment I lived in in college,

those would be some of probably the first experiences I had with things coming at me. So when I went off to college, the first time I'd ever lived, you know, away from home with strangers, probably a very similar situation to many, many, many other people. And the college where I went, they ran out of dorm space at one point. And so they rented an entire apartment building just down the street from their location and used that as dorms. So it was handled as a dorm situation, but they jam-packed a bunch of students into apartments with, you know, multiple bedrooms. And we had a, you know, a kitchen. It was just regular apartment. And I remember the first time that I realized that what I was seeing other people weren't seeing, like I guess I thought it was normal as a kid to just see things out of the corner of your eye and acknowledge that there were people there that didn't,

seemed to fit in with everyone else. I had never given it a name before and it didn't stand out to me as anything unusual at all until I found myself surrounded by people who didn't know me at all and immediately registered it as odd when I would say, oh yeah, that guy over there in the corner and they didn't see it. So that happened in this apartment building and once I realized that was going on, I kind of didn't want to mention it to a bunch of people because they tend to look at you like you're crazy. But I had told my roommate because they had witnessed me doing that thing has to when they stare at the wall and you don't see what they're staring at and it

creeps you out. And they're like, why are you looking over there? There's nothing over there. And I tell them, well, I see something there going on. And they were mildly interested enough to want to know what I saw because it was appearing in a place where they lived too. So they had a vested interest, I suppose. But the first one I saw in that particular apartment was it was like a scene layered over reality.

I knew that what I was looking at was the doorway to my apartment, but somehow it suddenly had like a projected other scene on top of it. It looked like something out of maybe the 30s or the 40s, there was this large guy and a wife beater. with a, you know, greasy hairdo and a mustache and, you know, dark, like, work pants and suspenders sitting on a bed and he was angry and he was yelling at this woman who was all put together in her nice little suit, like a baby blue colored suit with a shoulder-length bobbed haircut, putting bobby pins in her hair underneath the pillbox hat in front of a mirror. And I remember watching this interaction between the two of them. where he was mad and she was clearly giving him the cold shoulder like,

no, I'm not going to deal with your anger right now. You just let me know when you're done. I never did hear any words, but witnessing what they were doing made, you know, the situation clear. And at the end of, you know, his little tirade with his, you know, slailing arms and his yelling at her while she just hold shoulders him, she turned away from the mirror, turned her back to him, and turned towards me, where I had been just standing there sort of gobsnack watching this happen. And then she walked away from him as if she was walking towards me, and then the whole thing just sort of faded into mist.

And I thought, okay, that's weird, but it didn't have anything to do with anything. So I just kind of went about my life. And then I saw her again, probably a couple weeks later. I was taking my dog outside for a walk, and I put his leash on and went out the door, and the door of the apartment opened into the hallway where, you know, other apartment doors were, and at the end of the hallway was the door that led outside. And just as I came out of my apartment door, I saw her walking like a little, like a little Scotty dog, out the main door to go outside.

And I thought, cool, you know, I don't know what I'm seeing, but, you know, I'll go talk to her. So as she's walking out the door, and I'm walking out, and I went, hey, and she turned and she looked at me, and she didn't look happy. And then she just sort of rushed out the door and let it close behind her, and I thought, well, I'll just catch up with her. I'll talk to this lady. She's got a dog. You know, we have something in common. Not really quite getting that that wasn't solid, I guess. So I rush outside and I go down the stairs.

And as I'm going down the spiral stairs to the bottom floor, I can see her. She's already on the ground. It didn't occur to me at the time that was probably way too fast for her to have made it there. But there she is walking on the sidewalk outside of the stairs. And she turns and looks at me again. And I'm like, hey, wait up. And when she looked at me this time, her face, like, morphed. It went from just being an angry face to the mouth got suddenly inhumanly wide.

And her eyes, like, tilted and got dark. and she made this hideous, scowly growl at me. No sound, just, it was clearly a warning of do not follow me. And when I looked down from there, I realized that she didn't have feet. She was just sort of hovering, and right around her calves, she just sort of dissolved into mist. And the dog didn't have feet either. That was about the height of him.

then after her little scowly threatening, stay away from me, look, she turned the corner around the building, and at that point, because I guess I'm really dumb, I chased her. And when I got around the corner of the building, she was gone,

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So what do you think that whole situation was? I mean, that's, because at first I was thinking, this is some kind of time slip where people, you know, see, you know, these spirits and stuff that are kind of like just locked in time on this loop. But it doesn't seem like that once you start talking about how you're interacting with her. That's exactly the impression I got that, the first time it was sort of, I don't know if I would have called it, time slip, but it definitely felt like a moment out of time.

Either I suddenly saw like a replay of a recording of something that happened once or some other similar-like thing. But then, yeah, when I saw her again, it kind of changed my opinion of it. I thought maybe, I don't know. I mean, I'm no expert in any of this stuff. I can only tell you what I saw,

and I have no idea what I saw. it was. But when she started making, like, and I hesitate to use this word loosely, but evil faces at me, that was kind of, you know, chilling, goosebumps, and

what in the world am I looking at and that's not right? Kind of feelings. But that was just the first two encounters I had in this building, and after seeing her and her like negative face at me

then I had three more really weird encounters in that apartment and I suspect they're all connected though I cannot fathom how or why the next one happened in the same apartment probably just a couple weeks later I was putting away groceries and getting ready to cook dinner

and my roommate was standing behind me and I opened up the pantry door to reach in for something and inside the pantry was a girl about 10 years old. She was crouched down on her hands and knees wearing like a white nightgown kind of thing. It definitely looked maybe 1700s era and she was soaking wet like she had just, you know, come out of the ocean. Her hair was bedraggled. Her night gown was like ripped. and she was crying and wailing for help.

And again, I couldn't hear her. There was no sound, but I could see her mouth moving, and it was evident from her face and her motions that she was asking for help. And she reached out with her hand and tried to touch me. And I snatched my hand back because seeing them as one thing, being touched by them as another, I didn't know what it was. I didn't want it touching me. And my roommate standing right behind me saw none of this except my hand. hand snatched back and she goes, what? What's going on? What is this? She felt like I, you know, spider or something in the cupboard and I just told her, hang on, wait a minute, I'll tell you when it's

over. And this thing in the cupboard, this drowning looking girl looks up at me through her bedraggled hair and this is when I kind of really took attention. It was me. She's wearing my face. looking back at me from the wrong era to round and begging for help and trying to touch me. And when she reached out to try to touch me again, I had already snatched by hand back at this point, so she wasn't even close to my proximity. I told her, no, don't touch me. So now I'm talking to the empty pantry and my roommate can't see what's going on behind me. And it's kind of just like, okay, we're going to need an update on this weirdness now. And then she faded into nothing.

I have no idea why she was wearing my face. And that was the end of encounter number three in that apartment. Wow. Well, hang on a second. Before you go any further here, what do you think was going on there? I mean, I can't recall ever hearing somebody say that they saw an entity that was wearing their face. I mean, I don't know. I mean, I'm really flabbergasted right now as to what you see.

saw. You've had more time to think on this. What were your conclusions to that moment? Were there any conclusions? Well, my conclusions came after all five experiences. So I will definitely tell you when I got there, but I kind of feel like you want to hear them all. And I could be totally wrong, because I'm just guessing. But it was weird to me that it wore my face. And that was kind of a clue to what was going on. The fourth encounter, again, this all happened. the space of a few months in this apartment. I was sitting at the computer desk, which was side by side with the TV stand in the living room. And my two roommates were sitting on the couch behind me watching the television.

So I had my back to them because the TV and the computer screen faced the same direction. And I'm sitting at the desk, you know, typing an email when, and this is where it starts to get, like, it just gets more and more ridiculous, which is kind of what leads into my thoughts on this whole thing. I'm sitting there typing and rising straight up through the top of the desk comes another little, like, gargoyle thing. Only this one looked like Tar Baby from the Song of the South movie. Like it just yanked that image right out of my imagination. It was like a chubby little shiny black demon thing with horns and glowing eyes and wings. and it just had this this look on its face of ambition delight

and it looked at me and it reached out to touch me just like the vision that had my face had done almost exactly the same motion. It reached out to touch my hand and I snatched it back again and just sat there looking at it like what is this?

And it looked at me and it pointed at me and it laughed again totally silent and then it looked around me and pointed at one of my roommates and I was like, what? Why? You know?

Meanwhile, my roommates behind me have stopped what they were doing because I'm sitting in the corner making weird motions and they're like, what are you doing? And I'm like, hang on, tell you in a second. But before all of this finished, the roommate that this little

impy thing had pointed at suddenly got a nose bleed and got up and ran off to the bathroom. while she was out of the room, the other one looked at me and she goes, were those two things connected? And I said, I don't know.

I don't know. But I told her what I saw and told her not to tell the other one because she would have been super freaked out. And then it just kind of laughed and sunk back into the desk like it disappeared. Right the way it came.

There was no fanfare or anything. It just went and left. I mean, she was a frequent sufferer of nose blades in general, but the timing is just awful coincidental, especially since it looked impy and it laughed. It just felt evil. It didn't feel right. Yeah.

And this one that you saw, it wasn't as big, though, as the one you saw before, right? True. And they quite frankly don't look at all alike because the one I saw in my bedroom, I couldn't see its skin at all. This one wore no clothes, and it just looked like I could see its oily black shiny skin. And it was all one solid color almost like it had just been dipped in this oily black goo. And I looked right at its face. And using the term gargoyle for both of them is probably misleading because they couldn't be too different. More to English.

They couldn't be more different, the two of them. but this thing just, it was mischievous and I kind of got the feeling that it was like spiteful. Like it was mad that I wouldn't let it touch me, so it was going to do something in retaliation. And the fifth one, and this is where this, like it just gets increasingly more ridiculous. The fifth one, I had gone to bed in this apartment and I had just laid down. I wasn't asleep yet. And I heard the door open and the faucet turn on. And that wasn't unusual because one of the roommates could have come in to use the bathroom and I didn't think anything of it until the water just never turned off.

So I got up to turn it off and find out why somebody left the water running and the water's not running and the door shut. It had never opened that I could tell. So I opened the door and I go out into the kitchen. One of my roommates was standing there and I was like, did you just come in and turn on the water? And she's like, no. I'm like, for serious, she's like, no. Okay, and she looks at me and she goes to something weird just happened again. And I'm like, I guess, I don't know.

I thought I heard the water running. Maybe I was wrong. So I turned around and I crawled back into bed and I must have been laying down for like 10 seconds tops. And I suddenly like got that feeling that I wasn't alone. And I had been rolled over facing the wall. So I rolled over the other way to look, you know, into the room and standing right there next to the bed. is a five-foot-tall haystack with glowing red eyes with little thick arms like, do you remember that Campbell's commercial where the snowman comes in and when he sits down to have

the bowl of soup, the steam from the soup melt the snow off and it turns out it's a kid. I can picture it. Anyway, the snowman had these like branch stick arms sticking out of him. And this haystack had the same kind of arms. It was a haystack. Like I can't even, it was ridiculous. It was literally a giant stack of yellow hay with glowing red eyes and thick arms wearing this ridiculous, fake little cowboy hat thing. And it was just standing there sort of, like Jabba the Hut laughing at me.

Right there, in the room next to the bed after the water had turned on and the door it opened. And I just looked at it and I went, no. I grew up with horses. is hey doesn't scare me. That's what you're trying to do. You're going to have to do better. Now, Lee. And I rolled over and faced the wall and went back to sleep or went to sleep.

And it just kind of went and then disappeared. I can't, it was so non-threatening. It was comical. It was almost cartoonish. There's nothing that should be a glowing-eyed stack of hay. It's just, that's ridiculous. It's ridiculous. And that was the fifth experience in that apartment.

And after that, I never saw anything in there again. Okay, well, all right. So that was a fifth experience in the apartment. And you said that you have drawn conclusions after that experience? Because I'm sitting here thinking, how does she draw conclusions from that experience? I mean, I've had a guy on the show who, you know, I've had several people in the show actually who saw apparitions of like cartoon characters.

I have one comes to my mind of Fred Flintstone. And so, like, people see weird things, right? But how did you draw conclusions about all those experiences off the haystack? Okay, so it wasn't just the haystack. It was the idea that all of these things just kept getting more and more ridiculous, like unbelievable, like, from, oh, it's your own face to it looks like something you saw in a movie to something so ridiculous. It couldn't possibly be scared.

and my theory is that the three last encounters weren't actually what they appeared to me, that they were projected images from the first thing I saw, the woman. That for some reason she was trying to either scare me or make me think I was crazy so that I wouldn't look for her or see her again. Now, what she was, I have no idea, but that's my running theory,

that those were just things she created to mess with my head for whatever her ends were just to make me leave her alone or not to look at her. That's my guess. And that's all it is is a guess, but there it is. Well, I mean, so with that idea, do you think that woman was some type of witch? I mean, you did say that she had no feet. So, I mean, that in itself doesn't seem like, I mean, I personally think of witches, like, you know, physical, real people, they're witches, you know?

but I don't know. I mean, I know I was when I was a real little kid, I can't remember where I heard this, but I remember somebody and I was there when they were telling it, but somebody was telling a story of a woman that was, I think she was in a grocery store or something, and the person telling the story said that they, I guess they were working there. And this person was going up and down the aisles really fast. And so they went out to look at the person. And as the woman went across one of the aisles, like at the end of the aisle where you could see, the person didn't have any feet. and so I remember that because that was probably one of the very first ghost stories I've ever heard in person and it scared me so bad for a long time I was scared of that story just thinking about it.

So, I mean, I've heard this before and this was in a grocery store, the story I just shared with you, where there's lots of people, it's very weird. I don't know. Well, I can tell you that all the times that I've ever seen, I'm going to use this term for lack of a better word, because I am by no means any kind of knowledgeable expert on this. But any time I've ever seen what I thought was an apparition or a ghost, almost every time they don't have feet. It's almost like they are not a complete projection of their own, like, image.

So it didn't strike me necessarily as odd in that respect that she didn't have feet. That was almost like the clue into, yeah, she's not flesh. and if I had to venture a guest, and it is only a guess, I would say that she was a ghost, and for whatever reason I stumbled that first time into some sort of a playback loop of something she experienced. And then having seen her later, she didn't like the intrusion. That was kind of the feeling that I got. She didn't want to be witnessed.

She didn't want to interact. And she just wanted me to go away, whether she, acknowledged at all that we were on different planes of existence, I have no idea. But that that was the feeling that I got, that maybe she had enough knowledge to know how to try to scare me in an attempt to just get me off her trail. I mean, I don't know what she thought I was going to do. Yeah, I mean, I think that in itself is weird, though, because that would suggest that a ghost or some kind of spirit knows you personally

and intimately enough to know these certain things to try to trigger you, you know? Like that's kind of weird. You know, I had not thought of it that way, but now that you mentioned it,

that does make it considerably scarier. It's like the thing's been with you your whole life and you're just seeing it now. Run for the hills. Well, you know, the, making the girl look like my own face

that seems pretty easy. If this thing had seen me, it knows what I look like. And the little black, impi thing, I don't know if this ghost had ever seen a movie. It could have pulled that from my imagination, I guess. I mean, it very much looked to me like an evil version, like I said, of the Tar Baby from the Song of South, except, you know, animated and with like horns and wings and definitely souped up to look scary. and where the haystack thing came from, I have no idea. I grew up with horses and hay bales, and hay is not scary to me in the least, nor is it even unfamiliar.

So that was just, it was just odd. And since that was like the last thing, and I literally addressed it out loud, I don't know. But I will tell you that I learned from that experience and that addressing these things, things out loud when they're bothering me has helped a lot. If I find things bothering me, I will just tell them out loud to go away. And it usually seems to work. I don't know. Maybe I'm crazy.

Hey, maybe I'm coo-key. I don't know. You don't sound cookie to me. You don't sound cookie to me. I can understand how your experiences make you feel cookie if you do feel cookie. Because, first of all, people don't talk about this stuff, right? I mean, that's why we have the show because it's a spot where people can come and share these things. But also, it's like, who do you talk to?

You know, who do you talk to about this kind of stuff? You're experiencing some crazy stuff. It's not like you're going to go to a counselor or a therapist and say, hey, this is what I'm experiencing because they're going to say, okay, well, here's this note. Take it down the hall. And there will be guys with a white jacket to put on you. What would take care of you? You know what I mean? Well, no, I can answer that question.

You talk to Tony Merkel. there you go I should you know I should do that I should send my name a business card to all these places and just say if you have somebody saying stuff like this just refer them to me

well on that note I mean you know hundreds of years ago people would have sat around campfires and met on the road or whatnot and traveling and shared their experience was like hey I was in that bog and something creepy chased me out of there so stay out

or hey that castle over there don't spend the night there it's creepy So your podcast is kind of like the modern technological campfire where people come to share their experiences. Here it is. Well, that's interesting. I never really thought about it that way. Maybe I should start playing some fire sounds in the background while you tell your stories. You know, mood setting's not a bad idea.

Hey, you know, you just brought a great idea. Maybe we'll incorporate that one day. Who knows? But I'll tell you what, those experiences were pretty crazy. and how it all comes together and, you know, your conclusions and stuff. It's just, I find it fascinating. Absolutely fascinating. I know you've had a lot of different experiences.

And I'm pretty sure. Did you say that you had more paranormal experiences to go over? There's a few other odd things, yeah. If you want, you can go ahead and share those and then we'll transition into some of your UFO sightings. Okay. I had a sighting, a sighting and experience, whatever, you want to call it, at the Queen Mary that didn't strike me as terribly odd until I heard, are you something with the haunted housewives?

Yeah, you're talking about the TV show? I actually don't have television, so I don't know if they're on TV, but I have heard them on like radio interviews before. And they did a radio interview with Howard Hughes of the unexplained where one of them relayed an experience she had and the entire time she was talking. I was like, oh, me too, me too, that exact same thing happened to me. So not that I feel a need for validation or anything, but it was very interesting to hear that someone else had the same

exciting experience at the Queen Mary that I've had. I was there during the day when they, I don't know if you've ever been there, but basically you can pay to take a tour with a guide and they'll walk you around the ship and tell you, you know, all about the stuff that happened and the history and some of the paranormal stuff. And they have all kinds of, you know, stories to relate.

when you go with a guide. Or if you happen to be like a guest or you're there at a certain time, you can just wander the ship on your own. Like you can just go in and tour it. So I did. My then boyfriend and I were walking around in just the pre-turing areas where there's like signs posted that explain, you know, this is a place where this happened and these people were here.

And, you know, during World War II, this happened. And so, you know, we're tourists and readings of signs and whatnot. And we reached the spot where you could go into the more under, under the sea level area of the ship, you know, down into more the working where it was all like pipes and, you know, it wasn't. Boiler rooms. It wasn't the nice, yeah, yeah, that kind of thing. It wasn't the nice, like, state rooms upstairs with the carpet in the hallways. This was the working part of the ship. So we wandered in there.

And they have these walkways that are, I don't, it's kind of like a suspended little bridge. bridge with pipes on the other side. And so you walk on the little space there and there's handrails to hold. And it lets you cross some areas that are otherwise don't have a floor because it's just machinery and pipes and things. So we were down in there and we reached a spot where it was roped off and you weren't supposed to just go. And the only thing that was stopping us was, you know, the little chain and a little

fine that, you know, like do not pass or whatever. and not that I encourage people to do this, but we walked past it. We just hopped over the fence the little chain thing and went right by it and went to wherever we wanted.

We're wandering around back in the, you know, boilerly machinery areas. And he walked on ahead down one of those like suspended walkway areas and he got, I don't know, 50 feet ahead of me or so

and he started to round a curve. He had to have a curve. He had passed, the spot where those two walkways met. There was a little intersection. And as he, you know, was coming back towards me because he had reached the end and he's like, oh, can't go any further. He passed the spot where the little intersection was that met, it joined like a T-shaped

join of those little walkways. And he had passed the intersection. And when I looked up at him, there was someone else coming. And I kind of got scared a little bit like, we're going to get in trouble. because we're not where we're supposed to be. And this dude is coming by in a blue uniform with like the big brass buttons. He had like a chestnut, chocolate brown beard and a hat on, and he looked like he belonged there.

Either a tour guide in a costume or a uniform of some sort. I really didn't recognize it. I just, I know a uniform when I see one blue with brass buttons and the thing. and he was walking up the pathway that intersected with the one my then boyfriend was on. Only he was, that intersection was behind him now, so he didn't see the guy. And I looked up, you know, my boyfriend and I'm like, there's somebody coming. We're in trouble. And he turns around and he goes, who, where, what?

And he doesn't see it. And then he watches my face as I'm watching this guy in uniform who is paying us zero attention whatsoever as he just walks down the little walk and when he reached the spot where the pathways intersect, he just walked straight into a wall and disappeared. So we go running over to the spot where the intersection is, and sure enough, right there where the wall that he walked through is, they've been boarded up doorway. Like, I don't, and it was weird because everything in the Queen Mary is like metal,

but they boarded up his doorway with a piece of plywood. And he had just walked right through there, paid us no mind. And for reference, he also did not have feet. So it was just cool to get a sighting on the Queen Mary. That's like a bucket list item. Yeah, you know, there's other people who have had experiences on the Queen Mary too. In fact, I just had not too long ago a woman on the show sharing her experience on the Queen Mary.

I believe it was episode 105, walking with the dead, if I'm remembering correctly. And so it's one of those things where the Queen Mary definitely has some things going on. and one of my patrons had told me that a guy got steamed alive on that ship. And who knows, maybe that's who you saw. Entirely possible. I mean, if you've ever been there and taken the tour, because I did once get the tour with like an actual guide, and when they tell you the stories about the sort of things that happened there,

during the war, a lot of people died on that ship during the war. If, you know, not even counting accidental death during the time it was a cruise ship and a pleasure, vessel, but during the war there were a lot of horrible accidents and things. And that wasn't actually my first and only experience with the Queen Mary. And this one, I don't know that I can give a lot of credence to because I was very young. But my parents had taken me there. And they were there for some sort of a party, I don't know, a wedding reception or something. And everybody was gathered around in this one room and they were all, you know, drinking and partying like adults do.

And I was, I was little. I had to have been only like five. But the crew was coming along telling us, oh, we're closing this part of the ship. Everybody's got to, you know, move on down to the next room or whatnot. So they were sort of shuffling us out. And my parents were lagging. They were the last ones out. And I was the last one behind them.

And as we were ascending these, you know, metal stairs that were coming up out of a, I don't even remember what the room looked like before. but the lights were shutting down behind us because, you know, they were closing the room. And as the light started shutting down, I started hearing screaming, like hundreds of people screaming in the dark and trying to chase the light as it was, you know, as the different sections of the lights, which were being hit and it was cascading off. They were like running and screaming to get to the light. And as we reached that, or they were already on the staircase and I had just reached it.

As I reached the staircase trying to come up, I was freaking out because I thought they were chasing me. So I ran up the stairs, you know, and grabbed my dad's hand and was like, ah, and he's laughing at me because he doesn't see anything. He doesn't know what the hell's going on at all. And just no idea. But as we got to the very top of the staircase, I looked down. And the edge of the shadow where it met the last spot of light was like, quivering. Like there were just masses in the shadow that couldn't come out. And that was the last thing I remembered about my first trip to the Queen Mary. Hundreds of screaming voices and things hidden

in shadow. No idea what that was. Maybe it was a five-year-old imagination, but it sure was scary. Yeah, I was just going to ask you how old you were because five years old, that is terrifying, even for an adult to go through, but for a five-year-old, do you think that was maybe like a a marking point in your life that you are going to have these kind of experiences stretch your life because clearly you have a lot of different experiences with the paranormal. And sometimes I wonder, I always ask this question of people like you because, you know, people that have many different experiences, if you think that there's something about you particular that, you know, you're more prone for these kind of experiences, I always wonder

if there's certain things about people that make them more prone for paranormal more than others. I do not know. I know that the rest of my family doesn't seem to see these things with the exception of my dad, but he did not acknowledge it that way. The only reason that I know that he occasionally saw things is because I witnessed him doing so. One of my childhood memories, we were on a road trip in the back of his conversion van. driving across the country to go visit my grandmother, and we'd stopped at a rest stop to sleep. And he was sleeping just in the open back of the van. And I remember hearing a noise and waking up,

because I'd just been sleeping on the floor of the van, like up between the front feet. And I sat up and I looked and there's my dad with the two back doors of the van open. And he's sitting with his legs hanging out of the van. In his underwear. And mind you, my dad was a little too proper for that sort of thing. He'd be, no one was going to see him in his underwear, but there he was. Sitting in his underwear with the back doors open for the whole wide world to see him near naked. And he had his arm out as if it was around the shoulder of someone. But there was no one there.

And he was having a full-blown conversation with his arm around nothing. And when I, you know, woke up my mom and was like, Mom, what is going on? She turned and looked at my dad, saw it, and then just told me, go back to sleep, don't worry about it. What? I don't know if she, yeah, I don't know, I don't know if she saw it or didn't, but she was apparently used to his reactions to this sort of thing. So she just told me to go to sleep and leave it alone.

Possible sleepwalking, maybe. Impossible. I have no idea. But that was my dad. He was a little cookie. Later, I remember one time he had been sleeping in, his little man cave. And he came running in the house.

His little man cave was a subject of the garage. And he came running in the house, screaming that there was a woman in his room who was coming to take him away. And he described her as having long, stringy black hair and corpse-like skin. And he was so freaked out. He was elderly at this point. He was so freaked out, he'd spit out his dentures. And he was telling me he wouldn't go back in the room to get them.

And then I had to go get them for him. And I was like, but the scary woman in the room, why do I want to go back in there? And he was just like, well, I ain't doing it. So, you know, I left him sitting in the kitchen and went back into his room to go get his ventures. And I saw nothing. But there was definitely an electric, creepy feeling in the room. Now, maybe that was just the power of suggestion. But I don't know, man.

He told me he saw that crazy, creepy, stringy, black-haired woman. a number of times and I never saw her, but he seemed to think that she was coming to get him. Well, I mean, I don't know. Maybe you have prone to these experiences from a lineage of people and your family having similar experiences. I don't know. I'm just a dumb truck driver at the podcast. I don't know these things. I can tell you that this is probably almost 12 years ago or so. I met a strange lady. She made me nervous. Who stopped me in a store

and started asking me strange questions. And, I mean, I knew who she was. I'd seen her before in this store, but I didn't know her. She didn't know my name. And she started asking me things. Some of them I don't remember, but one of the things she asked me was,

you have a small collection of small solid objects, right? Which was just a really weird way to put it, but I do. I have like a, you know, a collection of keys. I keep keys, old keys, and little bits of metal, like, that go on jewelry, just, you know, for crafting purposes. And then she started asking me stuff like, you know, about what I eat. and where my family's from. And she seemed to, like, already know the answers.

And then my, you know, then best friend was standing there with me. And she goes, and you're fully distracted by shiny objects, aren't you? And I hesitate to answer, because that came across to me as mildly insulting. And my best friend standing there goes, oh, yeah, totally.

And I'm like, don't feed the crazy person. I don't know who this woman is or why she's asking me these questions. and I pulled out my phone and she looks at it and she sees that the back of my phone is purple and it's not purple because it was made that way this is okay so this is going to get really off the wall

the phone turned purple in my hand it took time it was a porous object that spent time touching my skin and for some reason porous objects that spend a significant amount of time in contact with my skin tend to turn purple. And she saw that and was like, do you know what that means? And I was like, no, no, I don't know what it means, but I do know you're crazy. You want to tell me what you think. And she goes, one of your, you know, one of your parents was from the old country.

And I was like, what? My dad was the first generation born in America. His family was from Italy. And she didn't know that. She couldn't possibly know that. Or any of this other. stuff. I'm sure a bunch of it had to have been cold reading, which is what I thought it was at the time. And she goes, but when you touch stuff, it turns purple. And I'm like, well, yeah, I thought that was just weird. She goes, no, it means someone in your lineage is a fairy. Record screech, full stop. What? I have no idea. This crazy person tells me this, and it's kind of been my favorite little party story to tell as a joke, because I don't know that I can believe that, but it sure is fun to tell people this. In the meantime, the whole turning thing's purple. I went to my doctor and I was like, hey, so that turns purple when I touch it. And she's like, what? And it's like, yeah, you know, like the tear I sit in, my desk, my phone, my sheets, the inside of my clothes, the touch is my skin turns purple.

And she looks at me and she's like, well, none of your medications will cause that. And I was like, okay, that's kind of what I thought. She goes, well, so, you know, start testing your detergent and your shampoo and your lotion. So we eliminated, you know, like the elimination diet equivalent of all this stuff to try to figure out what the cause is. I was convinced they had to be like some kind of lotion or something, right? It was just coming off my skin and turning stuff purple. But I never did find anything that stopped it when I stopped using it. I have no idea what causes stuff to turn purple when I touch it, but it does.

My phone case right now It started out completely crystal clear But after having it for a while It turns purple Not gray like it's dingy like it's dirty Purple I'm not purple I don't know I don't know what this is

The doctor was flabbergasted Nobody else seems to know what it is If I take the seats off my bed There's like a purple outline of myself on the mattress My toilet seat has a purple imprint of my butt on it. Like, I don't,

I don't know what to do with the purple, but it's weird. So really the only answer you got is from the crazy lady. Yeah. Now here's the extra fun part. So I thought,

this is total hokom. This woman is just, like, messing with me. So I got online, you know, and exercised my Google food and started searching, you know,

stuff turns purple when I touch it. And I found, I don't know, like a hundred different, you know, Google links for my skin turns purple. And I was like, no, no, my skin stays the same color. It touches my skin turns purple. I found one random post on a random forum where somebody was talking about that. And sure enough, the person who posted it on this weird forum said the same thing

this crazy lady did, that if you turn things purple, it means there's fairy blood in your heritage. And then I could never find the link again. I have no idea. I don't think I look like a fairy. It doesn't make any sense to me, and that sounds complete Hogan, but stuff I touch trans-purple. That's really interesting.

That's really interesting. I would suggest from now on when you find something that has answers, save the stinking link, you know? Well, it was like 12 years ago. I didn't even think it would be a thing. it never even occurred to me that it was important enough to worry about. I don't know.

Yeah. Well, I don't know either. I mean, you got some really interesting stories first today. I'll tell you. I mean, that's a new one for me. And the fact that you couldn't find it on the Internet really anywhere and the one place you found it disappeared. I mean, do you, I don't know, do you think that somebody had that link there specifically for you? And then, you know, once you.

A little bit? Really? That's conspiracy. A part of me wonders if this woman was just trying to play a practical joke on me. I mean, how, I don't know. I don't know. But it sure is a fun story to tell parties, right? That's all I can do.

Well, I think that if you tell that story, parties and stuff, at least you get people's attention. It's entertaining. And that's where I have to leave it because I can't dive whole hog into believing that without any more. evidence at all. Absolutely. Well, why don't you talk to us about some of UFOs? Talk UFO to me. Okay.

Well, I live near an Air Force Base. So, seeing strange stuff in the sky is not uncommon. I work at the Air Force Base, so I am familiar with the aircraft. They fly there. And I would like to think that I would recognize a known airplane if I saw one.

But there it is. The first UFO I ever saw, and it is exactly what a UFO is, it was flying, and I didn't know what it was. I'm not saying it was aliens. I'm not saying it was anything. I just don't know what it was. I was home alone.

I was probably nine. My parents had gone grocery shopping, and I was responsible enough to be left home alone. At the time, the area that we lived in suffered an awful lot of power outages during the summer when the thunderstorms had hit. So it wasn't uncommon at all that the power would go out. And it went out while I was just home alone. And I'd been sitting in my bedroom reading books like a good little nerd.

When the power went out and I suddenly couldn't read anymore because the lights were off. So I wandered out into the living room. And when I got to the living room, the big picture window in the front, the curtains were closed, but I could see lights flashing through the window. And my first thought was, there's an ambulance or something. So I peeled back the curtains and looked outside, and there wasn't an ambulance. It was, it looked like a blimp. Like, I recognized the blimp.

Nine years old is old enough to know what a blimp looks like. And it was in the street, but not touching the street, like hovering, I don't know, four feet off the ground or so. And the bottom carriage part where the people would go, not the air-filled balloon part. was surrounded with flashing light. And on the front of it was a, like, a pinotube, like a, that looks like a dark sticks off the front. And it had the little, like, dark wings on the back. The little flight guides like you'd see on an arrow or a dark.

Only, you know, the thing was the size of school bus. And all the power was out in the whole neighborhood. Everybody's lights were out. So it was the only lit thing in all of, you know, the darkness out in the middle of nowhere. With flashing lights around the bottom, that looked like the Simon game. Just not quite rectangular, slightly curved,

to go around the circular basket that hung off the bottom of the air blimp piece and flashing in some kind of a pattern. And I looked at it, realized that I had no idea what it was or why it was glowing or why it was there, and I saw no people or creatures or beings of any sort. And so I just kind of panicked. And I shut the window, closed the curtains,

ran back to my room and hid under the bed until my parents came home. At which point, they came home and the lights were out, and everybody else's lights were back on by that point, but I guess at 9, I didn't know to flip the breaker switch. So our house was still dark, and they were like, why is it dark in here? And I'm not answering, so they're kind of going,

oh, no, what happened to the kids? And I come out, you know, from under the beds and they come wandering down the hall calling my name, and they were like, why are you scared? It was just a power outage. And I didn't know how to tell them. I saw a weird light and thing in the street. I don't know.

But that was the first one. And I would love to hear someone tell me, oh, yeah, they were, you know, flying blimps that year or something. No idea. Now, did you live near the Air Force Base as a kid? Yeah. Same area. About probably 20 miles. It's crow flies.

All right. So here's a conspiratorial question for somebody who works at the Air Force Base. Is there a chance that there is some kind of top secret? project or, you know, bunker or something that they're using for new technology, aircraft kind of thing? I mean, you work there. I don't know, but I'm just trying to throw out things. Well, there's always the chance. But looking back on it now as an adult, knowing what I know, if this particular flying object was belonging to a special project for the Air Force, I highly doubt it would have been covered in colorful flashing light,

nor would it have been just barely hovering over the street in a residential neighborhood, a rocks throw from my front door, a rocks throw from like 12 people's front door. You know, like that's just not what a special project is. would do. But what if they wanted you to see it? Why they would want a nine-year-old to see a glowing blip? I have no idea. It is within the realm of possibility. I cannot deny it. But I know of no motivation for the reason why they would do it. Yeah, I know. Maybe they wanted you and everybody else. I don't know. I have no idea. There's no secret hanger or anything like that on the base that you could, you know, possibly recall. I cannot answer that

question. Oh. But, you know, the Air Force, they have technology and it's clearly like a blimp. That's retro like 100 years. I don't know. Maybe it was an honest to God weather balloon. Maybe. Maybe it's the first UFO setting that's actually a weather balloon.

And it, I mean, it could have been. They didn't look like there were people in it with it around it anywhere. it almost kind of looked like a remote control thing except it was the size of the school bus, which is the only thing that kept me from thinking it was some local kids, you know, remote control toy. But, I mean, this would have been like 1988. And I know they have those balloons now that you can buy

that are helium filled and they have a little motor on them that you can like fly your little helium balloon around a room. Maybe it was an early version of something like that. although why it's, again, flying through my neighborhood. Also, the power went out, which, again, wasn't unusual, but highly coincidental that this thing should appear while the power's out. Yeah, well, I'll tell you what, it's definitely interesting. And before we wrap this up, because I'm the goofball that forgot to charge his phone and I

called you on my phone. So my battery's about to die here. But would you be able to just kind of share with this maybe one more UFO experience? I've got two more, and I can relate them as quick as possible. Go for it. Okay, so the second one, real quick, I was coming out of the driveway of Target, my local target during Christmas time, and as I was getting ready to pull into traffic, I just happened to glance up, and I saw what looked to be another silver balloon-shaped

kind of thing about the size of a VW bug hovering just above the street light in slow circle, just out of the light. It was visible only because the streetlights had enough, you know, ambient reflection that you could make out the underside of it. And it was big enough to house, you know, people, but not many, just maybe two or three, and hovering just above the street. And no one else seemed to see it. I stuck my head out of my car and was like, everybody, look, and nobody cared.

Because it was like three days before Christmas, and they were all doing their Christmas shopping. no idea what that was, but there was hovering over a fully active city and you know, thousands of people. The other one that I saw,

this one I think is far more interesting and I don't know that it was a UFO. I think it might have been some kind of a weird ferry light, but I was driving home to this same, you know, remote area through miles and miles of empty desert. And this was before they

made it a law that You can't talk on your cell phone while you're driving. So I'm on the phone while I'm driving through between empty farm fields and there's no traffic on the road at all in the only car. And, you know, the person I'm talking to on the phone is revealing me with some story and I'm just, uh-huh, uh-huh. And then I see this light in the field beside me. And at first I thought that it was like a refraction of my headlight, like through my window or

something because it was keeping perfect pace with me and it had emotion about it that seemed steady enough to imply that it belonged to something bigger because the light itself was very small. It was kind of like a tiny spark that sort of had a glow around it about the size of a basketball or a beach ball, but it was about 30 feet away from, you know, the truck I was driving and it was out in the field. And so I thought it was just like a refraction illusion thing. And then it moved independently of the motion of my car. And I realized it's not a reflection or a fraction or whatever. It's moving on its own and it's pacing my vehicle.

At which point I start, you know, screaming to the person I'm on the phone with, I'm looking out of UFO right now. And she's totally beside yourself. She doesn't know what to think. And it's just pacing my car. It zooms up a little bit, like to get ahead, almost like it wanted a front view of my vehicle, and it glow down behind me. And I'm driving down the road at 60 miles an hour at 11 o'clock at night.

It's total pitch blackness. I'm out in the middle between, like I said, farmfield, there's no streetlights. There's nothing. The only thing lit is my headlights in this wing, pacing my car. And then as I'm totally fixated on it, I watch as it sort of stops pacing me. It slows down a little bit, sort of like it's re-gearing its own speed. And then at, you know, 60 miles an hour, it makes a 90-degree turn and zipped off directly to the south. And I watch it cover the distance between where I'm at and the mountains in the distance, which are, I don't know, 50 miles away.

The peaks have got to be farther than 50 miles. The foothills are like 50 miles. It zipped in a straight line from where I'm at to the mountain and then makes like a cartoonish hop over them. and disappears on the other side. And I never saw it again. No idea what it was. Well, those are unique. I'd love to tell you I thought aliens, that'd be more fun.

No. No, I mean, it's funny because you had two UFO encounters that almost could have been possible weather balloons, you know? Like, but they weren't, you know? It's just funny because everybody teases the UFO people that, hey, it was just a weather balloon. And it's like, uh, probably not. So with your experiences that you've had with paranormal and UFO, do you ever think that they might be related at all? You know, I haven't thought about it. I tend to experience the stuff I classify as sort of ghostly, for lack of a better word, as sort of separate from the other.

But I don't know. I tend to think the first two, you know, UFO sightings were literally just something I don't know what it is. if possible. I mean, I feel like I have a decent grasp on what flies around here because I work at the Air Force base, but I could be wrong. They don't tell me everything. I'm not privy to every, you know, secrets the Air Force has.

But what that little light was at the end, I mean, I'd called it a UFO for all the years that I had ever seen it. But now I kind of wonder, since I've heard other people talk about things that they've seen. If maybe a UFO isn't the most accurate descriptor, maybe that was those weird lights that people see in the forest. I don't know. It was in a farm field and it zipped up over mountains.

So, I mean, I did see it in nature, but I have no idea. It didn't feel alien if I were, you know, able to tell you what alien feels like. it just seemed curious and then gone that quick. Like in a split second, it covered, you know, those miles to the mountain and then hopped over it

in what looked very much like a cartoonish movement. Yeah, I can picture what you're talking about. Like the way you described and stuff, it would seem cartoonish. It really would seem cartoonish. But, you know,

I've heard crazier things in the show. So you're not, you're not a kook or whatever you were saying, you were earlier and stuff. You're just a normal person. a normal person that has crazy experiences that decided to speak up a little bit, which I appreciate. So I'll tell you what, Joe, I really do appreciate coming on the show and sharing some of these experiences. They were fascinating.

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