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My name is Joe, I'm 29. This is a bit lengthy but it may shed a lot of light on this phenomena, so if you have the time, read away and thanks for letting me contribute!:
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Portal hauntings exist(ed). I had a "hatman" (shadow-person) "materialize" through a vortex which opened above my room like a expanding hole of a near perfect circle formation opening at about equal speed from its original point (I think?) roughly 5.5-6 ft above the ceiling (memory serving, it may have been higher (the hat man, eying "him" was AT LEAST 7 ft tall, and I say that in spite of the immense radiation of terror his presence gave off, I believe my anthropometric assessment was unbiased (of course, in consideration for the various reports of these entities being able to poly-morph, I do not think it was the height which was as relevant as much as what the being did to me as described below). Memory-serving, I remember a disproportionately long set of sleeves on the trench-coat (it was dark, hard to see if hands were out of the sleeves then), as if the sleeves were maybe longer than the arms would be accustomed to which seemed odd for a trench-coast style...it seemed, like a foreign thing almost but I do not think "fashion was on it's agenda so much. I am not suggesting the arms were longer or disproportionate to the body (whether this was intentional or not, I do not know, it is possible I could be mistaken, this was 12 years ago, but then again, some things are hard to forget). Like many others who have had similar sightings suggest, that these "limbs" can meta/polymorph or stretch" and that is my theory as to what took place as you read below. The vortex appeared near the basement door that led outside to the parking garage where all the other tenants could access their automobiles. It was night-time, I had planned to get some shut-eye but normally, given my waking state at the time of this "visitation" was unlikely to be related to varying scientific explanations for the associated phenomena (for the sake of brevity I will spare the reasons - and I do have a medical background).
Had I even first made an attempt to sleep, it probably would have taken 30 minutes and I am not exactly what I would call a comfortable sleeper. I simply had just begun to lay down on the mattress floor bed maybe no more than 1-3 minutes before the portal opened (memory-serving - I can testify I was awake enough to be no where near falling asleep or comfortable enough to be in a state of sleep paralysis, let alone, making an attempt to do so consciously).
As the vortex formed open a rift with a circumference of about maybe 2-3 feet (best guess is 2.5 feet - this is certainly of a smaller circumference of the waist, as I perceived it of the fully materialized hat man - see below) I could make out some parts of darkness in the "eye" or hole" (I think it was pitch dark at first when it fully opened but there may have been "lite" energetic "volts" of energy moving through as it expanded, I do not remember that much...but mainly IMMENSE energy (or earlier quick "bolts") that one may call "light" but the DENSITY of this energetic light which moved like lightning, almost, across various interconnections of the circumference of the portal was what I'd call, "an energy unlike that of which man could ever harvest or use, or would ever come to discover for maybe at least, if I had to guess, close to 200 years (I was 17 at the time, I am now 29) it was unlike anything I ever seen and only once more did I see such dense energy "warp in and out" of my reality, sometime when I was 25 (it was I suppose spherical or spheroid-ish and as soon as it appeared, it vanished (as if I caught it for a split second...literally perhaps milliseconds, it felt like) and when that even took place at age 25, the first thing I noticed was a lot of my electronic equipment seemed to short out (e.g.: I believe computer, alarm, some other gadgets in a certain radius just lost power or acted strange?...a few things in the spatial portion area where that energetic "ball" appeared affected my electronics, however, in the case of the vortex in my basement, I would say the distance of such similar looking energy was far too distant and high (away from electronics or electronics which at "their" time may have been less vulnerable to the effects I noticed years later such as how at closer proximity the energy ball which was not a vortex about 1 feet away for instance, if I remember, shut off my powerful computer and other devices or causes them to have issues).
But back to the votrtex/portal I encountered at age 17...in my mind, that kind of energy density (inside the portal as the energy intensified, per my recollection)...as if I could "sense it" was the stuff NASA might discuss when describing other sorts of energy that does not even come to mind or is the stuff of theoretical talk...(when I was 25, I began to think of it almost like a dense extradimensional energy that my eyes visual spectrum could "barely" pick up as it was so, how should I put this? "white-ish lightish," and was so quick, it was as if my eyes caught some form of unstablized energy they were not accostomed to or meant to see, like the shutter of my lens barely saw it and noticed an immediate after-effect with my electronics on my computer station where the "orb like energy matter" appeared and vanished within about a couple inches to a foot of my computer monitor.
I have seen many strange energies such as the energy in this so called portal in its dense state or what one might call an energy component/rememndant or energy source that could be found in a portal including several other strange, transclucent, blinking, vibrational color-phase changing energies, etc...No where had I found visual evidece to substantiate the truth of what I saw; while I have read accounts of portals, I have yet to read individuals who have witnessed a nimbus energy field that is perhaps responsive to spiritual motive or elements of human physiology.
"Back to the portal haunting:" What I saw...in that vortex...to call it light or even lightning-like" was to do it anjustice to the perceived density of energy this viscous but fluid-like and bolt-like globular bolted mass formed to quite quickly from initial bolts of energy that seemed to exponentially form this glowish-like-light of what I call" heavy light energy."
(one could say it might have been almost gooey without the stickiness, I suppose the most crude example I can offer are bright yellow/white glowstick-ish like energy that formed in the portal's inside and forming more and more like a circle filling the space as the energy got more dense - memory serving).
The energy forming and diverging in this vortex, for its size could arguably be considered with respect to depth perception, quite possibly one of the most "luminously bright" (not blinding) lights like a mix between bright light and a less luminous but a powerful glow one could ever cast their eyes on (it wasn't translucent, it was solid yet viscous yet not viscous at all). Memory-serving, the portal, at it's "height of functionality for presenting an avenue for what I guess is a dimensional border-crossing?/what I considered the point right before the portal's action potential allowed for a seemingly "string-like gravitationally "swirl" of black smoke pass through its center point, swirling to the surface).
Memory-serving, the vortex after all the energetic reactions took place had filled a once void (again memory serving) to about 90% (I am not sure if there was a 10% circumference of "space" in that density, I think that was what it may have been? Then again the "portal may have filled out and diffused the energy; either way, the action potential for the portal to sort of close or vanish like a singularity was now present.
But before this took place (in fact, what I am about to describe may have taken place interim with the portal increasing its energy density)...what I think happened, concurrent was the energy sort of "dissipated" and that was when the black smoke came down...and as more came down, it was as if it took on viscous energetic proporties of the intense energy field from the vortex...it wasn't until the "seasaw" of energy transferance (that's an assumption" because it did not look like the "smoke" was "drawing in the energy I saw, let alone taking on its properties, in fact one might even say the "light energy was vanquishing without a spatial trace or trajectory or once hitting the rim of the hole, was providing the action potential and pressure to pull down the smoke and "recycle" or close the hole). As the hole/portal closed, it left behind a materialization of the infamous "hatman" which, I suppose, in re-evaluating the events that took place, it seemed as though the hatman took on the perceived properties of the luminous dense energy or some aspect of it (like, maybe there was a reaction of energies that allowed it to operated in this dimension of reality resulting from enegy the portal used...after-all, the portal did close into a signularity once all the hatman's energy was released?
I saw in the vortex earlier with exception that this "humanoid" was black; in fact, he was darker than the darkest intelligible form in my room I could possibly make out which is the oddity which made him "visible."
If I had to observe it, I'd say as more smoke descended, the portal may have proportionately closed until the full energetic "materials" needed to form the shadow man were present. I do not remember fully all details but it is possible this "reaction took place."
Through this "eye of the now tornado-like slow descending smoke vaccum or "heavy smoke" " "if-you-will" a smoky vortex (like a swirl) descended which had a thin smoke appearance coming down, as more had flown out, it seemed to perhaps become a more, shall I say, semi-viscous "material" or materialization of an image as it sunk-in-together or acclimated to 3 dimensional reality and/or coagulated itself...and the transformation was asstonishingly rapid...it was as if these beings had comprehended the physics or vibration or chemistry of this new environment apart from their own had presented or projected this spiritual entity's/or inteliigently manipulated influence a new-formed body of observable consciousness and "gave it structure or some degree of solid 3 dimensionality" (many parapsychologist, per my understanding refer to this "dark ooze or mist as "ectoplasm if I am not mistaken....the resulting "cooling/coagulation/bonding/restructuring? formed into what could none-other be a sillohette-like tall 7 foot tall shadow man (he may have been taller, 7 feet is a in my opinion a fair and somewhat conservative estimate). He had no face, no eyes...I realize some reportedly have seen him with red eyes or distinguishable facial-like features, he had or did not show any such characteristics.
I knew the instant I saw this being, "it was beyond a shadow of a doubt" (no pun intended" intelligible and real even though it took no actions yet (I cannnot explain the logic behind it but, for the life of me, I do not think this thing was a golem...I believe it had volition of it's own even though I have no proof to substantiate that...
Its presence evoked an immense fear (I suppose if someone opened my skull cap and found the neurons of my brain which regulated fear, it was like someone was lighting them up I guess...I have never felt a fear quite like this). The fear was gripping beyond anything I can possibly describe, I think even beyond hysteria; the scariest part is "not knowing how one could feel such terror..." it defied reason of even my worst nightmares, this took the cake and I had "no idea why I was scared..." I had been no stranger to paranormal happenings, since the age of 13 I had performed psychokinesis (levitation and moving an object across a plane), telepathy, had several both conscious and unconscious out of body experiences - more often than not, these psychic phenomena seemed, shall, I say, serendipitous with one exception or a couple exceptions i my graduate years of study at college. I didn't know how to control what gifts I apparently had and more were to follow as I grew older I suppose. So why was I so scared? Heck, I remember an "unseen" wake me up in 10th grade history and it only made me feel gracious and smile knowing something was watching over me after finding out no one in class has tapped me.
In a way, it saddens me to think, perhaps such hatred could radiate off such a conscious entity (at least, I think that to be true). It's strange, as if, the fear I felt was "unhuman,"like additional fear had leaked out of my soul or added onto the human fear I was already fearing, something compounded what I felt in the presence of this tall man in my room (what was the meaning of this?).
Unlike the shadow men many report with "fedoras" (or perhaps assume are fedoras as perhaps it was with the fashion of the times (the Dick Tracy/mobster look I guess?)...this large hat man wore what seemed like a cowboy hat (and I have read some accounts of people describing encounters with a "cowboy hat" and if I had to guess the mistaken identity for fedora were conservatively estimated, I'd venture AT LEAST 50% of people who saw shadow men with "cowboy hats" did not mistake them for fedoras (in fact, with so many people associating death with the hat man, one might even consider the "cowboy hat witnessed is none other than an "undertaker's hat (however I have never really seen anyone in any forums state such a thing)...something, I am sure no one would care to admit in recollecting their account and it isn't everyday people think of undertaker hats now is it?)
HOWEVER, as I distinctly remember, I saw a "cowboy hat" and it left me a distinct "after-feeling" (this was after the "hat man departed" and I guess I had some time to recollect the events) that the hat was symbolic of, perhaps like a wild west bounty hunter-like cowboy hat (not a law man) - this was a rogue, perhaps. There was an actual "sense" I ascribed to the encounter with symbolism even though I could not fully prove it, "that's how it felt." Perhaps it came to warn me of something I knew at higher levels of consciousness but was not privy to in the skin/mortality? I have been the victim of psychic attack and threats in later years, so perhaps in terms of identity or role, maybe there was something more to myself or this visitation than I'd care to have known?
I know fedoras...This was no fedora-looking old-school trench-coat private eye dress-up, although the trench-coat was. visible (one could argue the hat was similar to an undertaker hat as well (I am 90% sure however this was a cowboy hat not because fear may have altered my judgement or recollection of events but because quite honestly, after the being left, I sort of "didn't care for some reason, went back to sleep...it "technically" did not lay its hands on me (see below), so to subscribe that this was some kind of messenger of death or death bringer...didn't sound right...it sounded more like, "we got our eye on you" kind of visitation. I didn't tell a soul until I found out about 8 years later that some other people were seeing these guys...and to my surprise, later, what appeared to be 100's of thousands of sightings!; however, I did not realize the "type of encounter" I had was rare or the stuff of debate considering "portal hauntings" are rare, particularly, I suppose since this was an isolated incident in a residential home and completely unexpected.
So to put it simply, "my hat man" felt like a rogue, a bounty hunter of sorts..., and it was "giving a warning." This was not a trenchoat mafia wannbe; it was like dealing with a smooth professional; his actions spoke louder than his words but his precision of feign strangulation was so good, what appeared to be a quick neck breaker was simply like walnut cracker that released its vise (see below):
The moment this tall "faceless" (man?) person was standing, as if a giant had intruded my space, it "walked" over in a human-like fashion towards my bed and I want to emphasize this again, it t should be noted, I was NOT in sleep paralysis before the time of the portal appearing, nor was I unusually sleepy, this was a "fist of it's kind event" except for a time I had a random ("I" didn't induce it, at least on the mortal level of consciousness or someone elese maybe gave me a push?" out of body experience at the age of 15 and my body randomly went into sleep paralysis and vibrated and "burst out" where I was "bi-located" in a single conscious transaction (When I left I went to greet a young woman around my age I do not know on this level of consciousness but when she saw me, she perhaps "picked up on my "soul signature" and smiled and we embraced for some time.
In this case, when the portal opened, I froze, became paralyzed, even when I was wide awake prior, I did not know what I was afraid of...and the fear got worse...as if the fear I felt now was the most horrifying fear imaginable to what I thought the human mind was capable of feeling then (I was 17 at the time in my mother's basement and believe me, I was a "tough kid" I was mugged at 6 with a serraded object at my throat and told the kid to f-off, threatened numerous times with gun violence, abused horribly in ways I won't describe, suffered PTSD for 14 months with flashbacks (a lot of it was in part because of dabbling with celestial levels of consciousness way above my own...it was enough to make me wake up in curled up balls screaming, muscles so tight I woke with what seemed like a cold sweat, teary eyed screaming full body work-out...so I can say perhaps there are things far more scary than the hat man)...I was abused, placed in foster care in South Central (you know, the kind with HUGE padlocks on the fridge)...I lived with more abuse than many people can count on the fingers of their hand in one lifetime and I am 29 and I think it is safe to say that is not an exaggeration having had too many medical professionals tell me since age 15 they were shocked I hadn't committed suicide (to my face) nor is it, in my opinion, an elitist inexperience BS answer...Simply put, I am in awe at the ability these shadow people have to terrorize someone without a plausible explanation...it really puts humility in perspective for me...(and don't get me wrong, I have my tough side but I got a a lot of soft spots too, I am a human being).
Still, that is probably why, in many ways I am so curious about these shadow people...I don't think they are all bad...I've had others who have reported much better encounters, some neutral as well...and to this day, I don't feel I am a target or have a reason to be afraid of these entities. I even had a friend who had the balls to punch one in the face and nothing happened? I have another friend who is terrified of them and apparently is visited by them routinely, but, it seems as though they are just observing...
So I wonder, like people, are there different types of shadow people or personalities of shadow people? What is their culture like? Why do they do what they do?
In my case, when something terrorizes me where I HAVE NO CONTROL...where I can barely breathe...I can't move a muscle or vocal chord...I don't even think I could shut my eyes or swallow...imagine...what is going on in the mind...? What do you think as this tall dark man walks in a gentleman-like manner towards you...who has no eyes, no face...as if it seems both you and him have no way to communicate anything (I have heard these beings can and have telepathically engaged with some of their subjects however)...in this case, what happened next, the old adage, actions speak louder than words apply, it was like, this shadow man was a professional spook, he didn't need a calling card.
This man, who true to the legends, was distinguishable by the fact he was darker than the darkest space I could make in the room, I assure you, had their been no open blinds above my bed, I wonder if I'd even be able to have seen him or made such an assessment as a tiny amount of perhaps moonlight or maybe lights from on a sidewalk or neighbor home were bright enough to show the horror I was about to witness next:
It was maybe a 5 and half to maybe 6 feet of walking distance (not a sound was made as he moved...the floor was, however rug, nonetheless, it might be worth mentioning...this hatman was as silent as the textbook definition in all his actions, even the portal that opened was quiet including the energies swirling down from it which may suggest the vibrational energy or hertz may be out of human range...I highly doubt something which such a demonstration of power could be so "quiet") from where he materialized to the point of being able to bend down and "stare" me "point blank in the face." As he walked, ever so human-like towards, me, his blackened hands, protruded/extended outward of the oversize sleeves that were not a "hang low style you might see on say some priests or religious figures, no, it was as if his trench-coat fit perfectly except the sleeves were designed disproportionate to the body; it was not the length of these arms which had me in awe (and they did not appear too terribly large in circumference but they were intact), no, it was enormous size of his hands...I'd say. in spite of his proportions in height or possibly the compensated proportion of his arms - it kind of had a feeling like a "Stretch Armstrong" effect of which, if it happened, I could not see it under the coat sleaves (again this is an assumption), but it would suggest, metamorphically, perhaps a hatman, if he so desired could take on a both proportional/semi/dis/proportional humanoid body? I'm assuming here that his arms (not being what I'd consider the material make up of flesh and bone...somehow stretched out, unseen to me...the climax of all horrors beyond simply the hatman's very arua of prescence, one might say was seeing as his arms ourstretched and crisscrossed, I could make out "enormous hands..." hands which were, most certainly larger than the proportion of the body...if I had to removed the sense or aura of incredible psychic power this being eminated and looked at him simply as having the strength of a human male...those hands could do more than strangle me, they could snap my neck with a squeeze...and I wondered then, why did the hatman place his hands around my neck as if to strangle and choke me? What did I do to deserve this? I was 17, had a hard-knock life, no criminal record, good student...no enemies to name of...what was this "warning about?"
The reason I considered a warning was because, "the sense" of this "dimensional being's" power "even in a "materialized state" in what I guess we call the 3rd dimension, in my guesstimate was "so powerful" I think I could sense in terms of psychic prowess in this entity was "with is very mind" he could "rip" "like a twig" a large telephone pole from it's bottom, possibly daring it out akin to a missile...in other-words...whatever this "projected" or vulnerable being was...I'd venture both his level of consciousness and mind endowment had what some might consider an IQ in the range of 4 digits. From what I have been informed, of beings who can materialize to mortal eyes, one such being known from the Urantia Book known as a secondary midwayer may fit the description.
I will get back to that shortly: Anyway, about 3 seconds had passed and while this being's hands seemingly touched my neck (I felt nothing but it "looked" as if they were" and I am not saying that because I felt nothing "he" was incapable of making me feel. I am quite certain this being, had he so wished, could have blown my head off or decapitated all my limbs at will...so I didn't see this as an attack...but a "warning." I wondered, perhaps in later years, warning about what? I suppose, if I had to speculate today, I could come up with several reasons for the ecounter and feign choking...
At any rate, to cut this story short...about 3 seconds after I was in position to be choked, something...I don't know what, something allowed my vocal chords to bellow a scream...and the instant that scream went throughout the house, the hatman unhanded me and performed what I can describe none-other than a supernatural backwards jump of unimaginable speed, landing almost if not precisely from the spot from whence he came and perhaps as if one were to rewind a tape of his first materialization (perhaps), he begun the process of "dematerializing into a foggy dark smoky mist and the vortex emerged and accepted his passage...the vortex closed, my family (brother, 2 and half years younger than me and mother came down wondering what I was screaming over. I told them, I saw a ghost...they did not believe me, told me I had a bad dream and to go back to bed. What was strange was, I knew what I saw, and yet, after the encounter, it was almost as if I forgot it...I easily fell asleep, the next day was like any ordinary day at school...the hat man was something of the past...my only shock was finding out years later how many others had similar experiences which has led me comprehend and research more.
I've done research on the "hatman" and, I must say, he may bare a striking remeblence to the figures from "Anonymous" who adorn masks of Guye Fawkes from the gunpowder plot. A renowned rebel, it is/has been said that some "midwayers - that is beings that exist dimensionally between mortality and are outside the range of our normal eye may be the culprit. Guy Fawkes was notorious for rebelling against a king and having been said to be one of the most honest of conspirators, perhaps the symbolism of not showing distinguishable features is an homage and symbolic of rebellious entities on this planet, similar to how the Urantia Book describes rebellious secondary midwayers. While I cannot say for certain what is is I saw or be one to classify it, I will say this much, I am inclined to believe the power and understanding of the mind and its usage can be a far more powerful creative and destructive force than any tool man could conceive of after encountering one of these guys...for I am of the belief, in spite of their immense power, that they are, respectfully, trumped in a very large way in the spiritual hierarchy of things...I suppose humanity brings with it more humility than we may give it credit for?
What are your thoughts including thoughts on my encounter?
Thanks,
Joe.
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XxAkaShikxX, on 01 March 2012 - 06:45 AM, said:
