Skeptic Project

Indeed I have instinctual empathy, I feel and know things without them being shown in visions or whispered to me from another plane or whatever.

It's all feeling...and knowing an underlined truth without any "outside" influence

Extra sensory.

I guess it's like those "Indigo Children" but I make no connection with them whatsoever.
They tend to be a bit soft, vulnerable in their sensitivities.

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Believe or not, I don't care really. I rather people not believe these things who are around me for obvious reasons.
The stories abound though, and if you really wanted to investigate applejack it wouldn't be too hard.

You can get to that area I spoke of if you take Wick near the railroad tracks West of Wayne Road. There is a wooded area and you can see an enterance from when it was a dumping ground. It was many things, a native burial ground, it was the location of a farmhouse later in which the farmer's son hung himself from the silo...the only thing that remains now. The giant stone lays before it, many say it was used as an altar but who knows? We just sat on it.

When it was a public dumping grounds many dumped their garbage there without having to pay as it was never monitored. Many bodies were also dumped there which forced them to stop allowing access to the public. Look hard enough you can unearth treasures of another time.

The Railroad track Killer of Detroit's Parents lived in Romulus though he lived in Dearborn, so he grew up in the area and knew it. Many of the prostitutes he killed were killed in this place. He left many articles behind which resulted in his arrest. He would wait for the train to come before killing them to drown out their screams. One of the articles found was a masturbatory device in the fashion of a woman's lower regions which had it's genitilia mutilated with a knife and scribbled upon it the last words of his victims such as "I am in Hell" "Please don't Kill" etc. which he hoisted from the ground on a stick.

So this little "hotspot" has quite the history.

I thought the tales of it being haunted were just a way to keep children from the area when I was younger, as there were trails that stretched miles that littered the area before they developed the lands further North on Wayne Road...as it was a place "degenerates" liked to wander. But I and a friend found out differently. There is definately something there. It frightened us enough for us to run through bramble and thorn to escape I will leave it at that. If you go in the summer you will feel the insects sting there far worse then probably anywhere you been. It had not always been so. When my friends were there we filled the place with song and dance...but now it is abandon, haunted, hollow, and empty. Besides it a dark dismal swamp to which inspired me to coin the saying "bog in hell and all that is rot". For it had become full of stench and decay, and I know very well there are some dead that are unsettled there. At one time it had been more green.

You all can poke fun of these things because you have no reason to believe them. I encounter people like you all the time...the unaware. But if you ever want a tour applejack and want to talk to some of the people who I have shown that these things are very real...hit me up :lol:

I mean if you aren't frightened.

Here is a link which is only what most people who are aware of it at least modestly know...
you must scroll down to Romulus and look for Wellsley Town Houses
http://theshadowlands.net/places/michigan.htm</p>

They only refer to the complex here, but it is the forest behind it which is much, much, more "Active"
Most are too afraid to go in them you see.

I would like to point out that two common things are in the Romulus sections of this page that are in residential areas. Unusual Deaths, and Deaths for no apparent reasons...

This isn't my page. I don't know these people at all. They research the tales and investigate these places, interviewing many people before posting, taking in the numerous accounts of witnesses once something is reported to them.

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You want evidence...dude I am a folktale, a hundred stories in my wake.

You want some legit sources try Wick Elementary School and Taylor Police Department in Michigan.

But I left behind plenty. Nothing is without witnesses.

And no I am not seeking recognition.

Who cares?

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There is a dead Kid named lloyd Sosa buried in romulus cemetery ask around about tales of his demise...

A heart attack at 17 is virtually unheard of for a boy without drugs in his system.

He was a brat of a child who hadn't manners to speak of concerning the opposite sex. I asked if she wanted me to have his heart burst in his chest.....so it did. Angered plenty of people when the story circulated, I had to hide low for some time.

I was much older then he, but a child like that hadn't any business wronging any one I had considered friend.

There is alot I hadn't told you and won't because you are scum.

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f you (or anyone else) want(s) verification of that incident...go to the real life pictures thread, look where I posted my facebook and look for a friend of mine named Shannon which lives in Florida. It was for her this was done, and she took the last picture of him before he died saying as she had "Lloyd I stole your soul".
I had used just an improved incantation a raven's feather and a red berry I squished between my fingers at a location which I hold sacred...you can find it in the shadowlands of Michigan's website, behind Wellsley Town Houses in Romulus Michigan. There was an abandoned Silo and a Large Meteor that sat together in the midst of the forest there. That place has activity...if you know what I mean.

"You might even read about how many people in Romulus have had unnatural and untimely deaths"

I am pretty sure she would tell you maybe even in detail the whole story if you asked politely, who knows?

This isn't fabricated, no this is very much real.

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I have gotten a total stranger to make out with me in a bookstore, went so far as taking off her bra and shirt before reality set in for her.

Trust me, I have no problem with the ladies droog.
What kind of wiccha would I be without charms and airs :wink:

Applejack if you want confirmation to that as well I can show you some people who were there.
It was the used Book Store in Ann Arbor on State Street.

I ask you because you are in vicinity.

You "PWN" nothing. What we have 'ere is a bunch of dogs that bark because others do and some freak that datalogs people for his own fancy.

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It's all one hundred percent true.
I wanted to see if I could do it.
When things start happening you want to know how far you could push it.

Like I said stay in the sanctuary of your closed minds....you are better off. You would be exactly the types who would go crazy if you were able to do, or know the things I have.

As said before, there are a whole slew of rejects in the Indigo Children who could not handle. Any innate ability had made them muffin topped emo, overly sensitive kids whom often have some kind of mental dysfunction as a drawback. Attention Defecit Disorder.. pffft their focus shifts too much for any "gift" they have to bare any fruit. Thinking themselves special gives them more visions of grandeur then any real oppurtunity.

I wouldn't imagine many here could handle either.

So close your eyes, hush your cries, these things do not exist. Carry on with your lives and imagine I have said nothing. Remember Mommy loves you :lol: :lol: and will keep you safe.

You can think all and what you want, I know for certain...that's the big difference between you and I. If you are more comfortable pretending that such things do not exist do so, entire generations had also before you. Huddle in with the others.

Poking and Prodding me, trying to get me to know my place in your order amongst the common herd is a vain persuit. I don't try to make you leave it...