Alaskan Tarot and Pendulum Readings

02/03/2023

STORY TIME

Alright, some of this is gonna sound dumb, just bear with me and remember I made due with what I had.

I forget what age I was, late middle school I think, I was doing a summer extra curricular thing that took place at the local SUNY Suffolk campus near Eastport (I forget the village name) but I wasn't in high school yet.

It was the year Third Eye Blinds self titled bum came out and I had it on CD. I had a discman but it was second hand and skipped like a mother so I would hook it up to a karaoke machine and dub the album on to cassette tapes since Walkmans were indestructible. I'd use one of those wired cassette disc adapters you would use in cars to have your portable CD player play through your cars speakers with a blank cassette in the second slot to copy.

It worked pretty well.

Anyway so one day I'm listening to my TEB CD through the karaoke machine one day and I hear my grandmother call me. I open my door, ask what she wants, and she's like "I didn't call you..." and that was that so I turned my music back on but then I hear her call me again. She, again, denies calling me and now I'm getting annoyed.

I grumpy am like whatever and go to make a copy of the CD so I can listen to it during my breaks at the college the next day. Flash forward and I've got my headphones on while eating lunch with friends and I f**kjng hear her again, my grandmother calling my name and I whip around because she very well could have been there as a chaperone for whatever reason but she's home. I replay the song, boom, her voice is imprinted on the tape.

I think to myself, "that's weird, the mic wasn't plugged in so there wasn't a way her voice could have leaked in, plus my door was closed and she was watching TV downstairs so... I dunno how this happened." I figured f**k it, just redo the tape when I get home, it's weird but whatever.

I'm home now and before I recopy the tape, I have just the CD player going while I do my homework.

Guess what I f**king hear...

My grandmothers voice coming from the CD player... her voice got imprinted on my f**king CD, it's not even possible. I had zero CD writing devices at my house at the time, in fact it was like another year or 2 before I got my first PC, and regular ass discmans never had or would have that capability. Even if I did, it wasn't a rewritable CD and it's not like the music cut out, like data had been rewritten, it was f**king OVERLAYED, like the music was still playing but you could hear my grandmother clear as a bell yell my name and to come downstairs.

Once I made the discovery, I brought it to school the next day to make sure what I was hearing wasn't so.ethjng triggered in my head and I got confirmation from 2 girls I was friends with that they could not only hear the voice but make out exactly what she said.

3 days later I went to play the CD again and it disappeared, not just the disc but the case as well. Never saw it again.

01/31/2023

01/31/2023

STORY TIME

If you've read my other stuff then you're fully aware I've seen some s**t.

Some things have been only rare occurrences, I've only seen Ramiel a handful of times, other things I see quite a bit more and are far more scarring.

Namely spiders. I. Am. Terrified. That being said, I have been known to keep them as pets for exposure therapy, although loads of times it does not help.

My aversion to spiders started a long ass time ago, think way back when Arachnophobia was first televised on actual TV. My mother, in her infinite wisdom let me, a toddler, watch it. /facepalm.

Outside entities love fear, Monsters Inc claims joy is the most powerful energy, but no, it's fear above all else.

So picture me, like 5 years old, laying in bed and staring at the wall while trying to fall asleep. As I'm watching the wall, I begin to see movement coming from both window frames (windows were catty cornered, so windows on 2 walls adjacent to one another.) What starts as teeny tiny movement, explodeds into every inch of the window frames just flooding the walls with spiders.

I may have literally s**t myself at that point, I scream for my mother who races upstairs and turns the lights on. Boom. No spiders.

I explain what's going on, get met with eye rolls, told I'm dreaming and she goes to leave. The moment she flicks the lights off, boom spiders, all in the exact same spot they were when the lights came on and started spreading like wild fire again! Legions of spiders! I, obviously, start screaming before she's even out of the doorway, mom hits the lights and unsurprisingly sees nothing. Now she's mad.

She flicks my overhead light off, and storms downstairs to go back to bed, I am now swimming in spiders. I can feel them. They're crawling all over my face and head, so now I can't even scream, just muffled, high pitched "come f**king save me" screeching behind pursed lips. To which I was answered with "GO TO SLEEP!" I ended up army crawling out of bed and sprinting to the massive play room next to my room.

Fell asleep crying, dead center of the room (was like 1/3rd of the entire upstairs) with all the lights on and nothing near me that the spiders could pop out from under.

I still have issues with spiders, nightmares featuring being trapped in massive colonies, webbing everywhere and closing in on me. It f**king sucks. I still see spiders that aren't really there, I will wake up from a dead sleep and see a massive one on the walls in front of my face which causes me to scream and jump out of bed, only to find there's no f**king spider...

01/31/2023

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01/24/2023

STORY TIME

If you've read my other posts, you'll know that I've seen some s**t. Some scary, most just annoying, shadow people love to bother me while I'm playing a game on my phone. Like come on, dude, I'm playing Bingo and you're making me miss daubs.

Anyway, I've never thankfully had a sighting that actually frightened me, even when I met Ramiel for the first time. I was never scared, more like, "Great. Now what..." but then again, that's basically my personality.

Ramiel has been my only full body apparition, mostly it's shadows that resemble people or cats, so many cats... I've had some disembodied stuff as well.

One particular one took no real shape, though, just a red laser dot.

So it's Christmas Eve, and that's the night my family would celebrate at my grandparents house. I still lived with them at the time and I was sitting in my room playing World of Warcraft because I was at that age where it was everything.

I hear the commotion of my brothers arriving but I see something out of the corner of my eye and in the corner of the ceiling next to my closet.

It looked like someone was taking a laser pointer and just going nuts in a circle, making a tight ball. I'm straight into my "Okay, wtf is this now..." and I start looking for sources.

Coming from the window? No, I have roman shades and they're pulled down tight.
My mouse laser? Nope, mouse is on my desk, I even picked it up and tried to recreate what was happening but it didn't work.

As I'm attempting to recreate it with the mouse, I notice that the light I'm looking at, isn't even on the wall. It's hovering. A ball of laser lights, hovering, in my room, like 2 feet from me.

Just as that realization kicked it, it disappeared. It's been like 15 years and I still can't figure out wtf it was.

01/24/2023

"Psychics are sinners!" - Random Idiot

Explain prophets to me then.

01/24/2023

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01/24/2023

STORY TIME

So as I've mentioned, I've communicated with spirits since I was a child, but there's been one that's been with me SINCE childhood. He's still hanging around and making his presence known.

When I was 4ish (3-5) I was laying in my bed listening to my brothers and my cousin tearing apart my foam Gumby and Pokey toys in the play room next to my bedroom. Suddenly everything goes quiet...

I sit up in bed, look to my door and out into the well lit hallway, As I'm staring, I start to see a hand reach around the corner, all long withered fingers and raggedy sleeve. Then very slowly a body emerges, 6' something, with a pale face and a big sharp grin, black eyes, and a massive floppy hat.

Scarecrow from Hell.

I never had a name for him but I've felt him around for decades, I chose to just ignore the feelings, chills, and anxiety that came along with his energy. I figured it was all in my head, or just a recurring bad feeling based on childhood exaggerations. As it turns out though, I'm not the only one he decides to show himself to, although not visually like he did to me.

I've had multiple partners who have experienced the feeling of being watched, some more oppressively than other, and while he never shows his actual visage to them, he still maintains his habit of hanging out in doorways. 2am appears to be his preferred time to just lurk like a creeper.

I decided recently that I was going to talk to him, although he's on and off with responses, he has shown interest in communicating. Even to the point of just randomly making my pendulums move while they're hanging up and there's zero reason they would move. Meaning there's no vibrations, no air movement, and nothing touching them.

During one of my sessions with him, I confirmed if he was the entity I met as a child and if he had a purpose.

He answered yes and when I asked if he was there to look after me, I got a resounding yes. I asked him if he was meant to be my familiar, yes, and if I could name him, yes. The first name to pop into my head of Ramiel, and so that is his name from now on.

I plan on doing more work with him and establishing a beneficial connection, but the black eyes make me hesitant. Nothing good has jet black eyes, nothing.

I plan on doing videos in the near future, which will showcase what I do to protect myself before making connections with the other side, so should be nice and informative for those who are actually curious about the process.

Either way, though, it's goodbye for now. Expect some fun stuff from me in the future.

01/23/2023

STORY TIME!

So I'm an avid researcher when it comes to demonology, as well as other theologies, and because of that, I don't take things as they seem. I'm not a scared little Catholic girl. You know the whole deal. "Demons are evil, only the Christian God matters," that kind of nonsense.

I'm versed in numerology, astrology, demonology, Christianity, I'm learning about Hinduism and the Egyptian pantheon, albeit the Norse pantheon is by far my favorite.

Back to the story...

This was about 6 or 7 years ago, I was having the worst day ever, Murphys law was sucker punching me left and right, everything that could go wrong, did. Somehow, I navigated every aggravating instance effortlessly, just dodging the universes attempts at ruining my night like it was a performance piece.

I get back to the bus depot (I worked for a coach company at the time), and as I'm fueling my bus, all of the frustration of the night is just coming to a head. It's 2am, I'm completely alone aside from the wash crew, but they were in the building, and I was outside at the fuel pumps with the fuel meter ticking away.

I finally am like, "Whatever! I've had it, " and I shout at the sky: DO I HAVE A PERSONAL DEMON FOLLOWING ME AROUND OR SOMETHING?!

The second that final syllable passed my lips, the fuel pump loudly came to a full stop, and the last 3 digits of the fuel amount dispensed were 666.

All I could think was, "Well. That explains a lot."

The thing is, though, it explained the situation, but not in the way my mind initially went. You see, 666 is not the mark of the beast. Well, maybe it is if you think about it in a roundabout way, but 666 is the angelic number for protection. Granted Lucifer is an angel, but 90%+ of the population immediately equated Lucifer to be evil. That's just not true.

So my interpretation isn't that there's some rude demon following me around to ruin my day, but an angel looking out for me to make sure I don't let my day get ruined.

Thanks for coming to my TED Talk lol.

01/23/2023

Welcome, everybody, my name is Jamie and I've been a psychic sensitive for as long as I can remember.

I started out seeing spirits as a small child, with my earliest experience happening at around 5 years old, although I've apparently done weird stuff well before that, my mother claims she'd find me sleep walking outdoors since I was old enough to walk. Often times while sleep walking, I would be heard conversing in full, clear sentences with unseen entities, often using words I never could have learned at that point in my life.

As I have grown older, the experiences have become much more involved. I've witnessed numerous physical manifestations, as well as questions answered in real time, watched things move on their own, heard voices, and a myriad of things I can't explain (ask me about my Third Eyed Blind CD, it's crazy.)

I am currently offering my talents and skills to the public for a small nominal fee and at the moment I am only offering a single service:

Pendulum Readings for $1 per question, yes/no questions only.

I can do bulk prices for multiple questions as well, just hit me up and ask.

Thanks for visiting! Hope we can connect soon!