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I have heard what sounded like phone conversations thrue my Turntables and Mixer..... :?:
sonofajoiner said:Strangely, the tv never picked up any of the mobile phone calls in our own house which you'd think would be more likely.
There is a book called 'Phone calls from the dead' IIRC
To TVgeek
Psychic Sylvia Browne (who I DO have issues with) does
have some valid points: mainly, if a person has had a very
traumatic experience in this lifetime, a period of "sleep"
is enforced when they arrive on "the other side". This can
last up to a year, if the person (or their "soul") is damaged
enough. That fits our phone experience perfectly.
Little Opal Jo Jennings was abducted by a repeat sex offender in March of 1999 from her Grandmother's front yard in Saginaw Texas. The family, desperate for answers, went on the Montel Williams show in April of 1999, and had a reading done by the infamous Sylvia Brown. Ms. Brown told the grandmother on national TV that Opal was alive, and that she had been taken, and sold into a sex slave ring in Japan, and very horrible things had been done to her. Montel Williams pledged the support of his finest private investigators, and promised that he would immediately start to work on locating Opal. This was the last time family ever heard from Montel, or Ms. Sylvia Brown. Opal's Tiny remains were finally found in a wooded area approximately 13 miles from where she was abducted in December of 2003. It was determined that Opal was killed by trauma to the head with several hours of her abduction. Montel left the viewing audience believing that they had solved the case, and would go and find Opal in 1999, none of which he did, nor did he correct the facts before his viewers…
akaWiintermoon said:Lots of letters about trying to get in touch with dead Nana
didopixie1963 said:To TVgeek
Would you mind telling me what problems you have with Sylvia Browne? This is not an attack. I am just curious.
This small article might be of interest:I'll never forget years ago when a friend of mine's father passed away, she was one of 6 children, large family. After the funeral, they all went to the house.
The mother had been shopping the week before and had purchased a telephone, an (old-fashioned) landline which was still wrapped in the box. The family was having dinner and discussing remembrances when this telephone started ringing, rang six or seven times and then stopped.
My girlfriend said they all stopped talking and froze - this telephone was still in the box and not plugged into any wall connection. Not one of them said a word or mentioned the ringing phone, they finally went on talking.
I've never heard of anything like that, but she said that she knew it had to be her father letting them know that he was with them.
We have mentions of this sort of voice coincidence here and there.When my grandmother died, my aunt called my house. My mother and my aunt are pretty much estranged and don't really talk.
My grandmother had sadly suffered from dementia and hadn't spoken in years.
So, my aunt asks for my mother.
"Hello, son, is yer Mam there?"
It was the exact same voice, tone and mannerisms of my grandmother. The once regular phone call that was an almost daily part of my childhood.
For a second my blood froze. I've never felt anything like it.
Not having heard my grandmother's voice in years meant it was even more arresting.
Of course, it was my aunt. Who I'd barely seen or spoken to for over a decade. She sounded just like my grandmother.
"It's yer aunty M"
As soon as she said that the feeling of shock left me but I'll never forget it.
For a moment, I genuinely thought my grandmother was calling to say the goodbye she was denied by her cruel illness.
Absolutely.We have mentions of this sort of voice coincidence here and there.
In my last job a few years ago a female customer asked me 'Are you Escettte's Mum?'
I said I was, and she said 'I could tell because your voice is exactly that same as hers!'
This is what was going on with your phone call, yet part of your mind can't help thinking it's Gran.
My dad used to say that he couldn't tell the difference between my mum, my sister and I when talking to us on the phone. Yet I don't think my sister and I sound similar at all.In my last job a few years ago a female customer asked me 'Are you Escettte's Mum?'
I said I was, and she said 'I could tell because your voice is exactly that same as hers!'
Is that just because no-one ever hears their voice as it sounds to others (unless you record it of course, at which point you realise that you don't sound like you thought you did)?My dad used to say that he couldn't tell the difference between my mum, my sister and I when talking to us on the phone. Yet I don't think my sister and I sound similar at all.
Escet played some phone recordings to me recently that sounded exactly like my voice. It was actually Escette. I was amazed.My dad used to say that he couldn't tell the difference between my mum, my sister and I when talking to us on the phone. Yet I don't think my sister and I sound similar at all.
I can't tell the difference between any of my three daughters on the phone. Despite the fact that, in real life, one has a marked Australian accent, and one has a deeper voice. Something about the electronic apparatus flattens out these things (plus it makes the Aussie twang less noticeable). But, yes, thank goodness for mobiles who tell you who is calling!My dad used to say that he couldn't tell the difference between my mum, my sister and I when talking to us on the phone. Yet I don't think my sister and I sound similar at all.
Yup, decades ago when the ex and I first went on the phone we had constant obscene calls one evening from a man whose voice seemed familiar but I couldn't quite place, because I wasn't used to using the phone.I can't tell the difference between any of my three daughters on the phone. Despite the fact that, in real life, one has a marked Australian accent, and one has a deeper voice. Something about the electronic apparatus flattens out these things (plus it makes the Aussie twang less noticeable). But, yes, thank goodness for mobiles who tell you who is calling!
A comedian said that when her Father phones her, he intoduces himself three times - ''Hello, it's me, your Father, Joe Bloggs''.I can't tell the difference between any of my three daughters on the phone. Despite the fact that, in real life, one has a marked Australian accent, and one has a deeper voice. Something about the electronic apparatus flattens out these things (plus it makes the Aussie twang less noticeable). But, yes, thank goodness for mobiles who tell you who is calling!