Oh, so NOW you want Truth

by Kevin Candela

I’d say it’s about time, but it was about time fifteen years ago, when the media was spoon-feeding you terrifying lies and you weren’t questioning them because—hey—they’re on TV! Or the radio, worse yet, which was already poisoned with deception by then courtesy of paid propagandist water-muddiers like Rush Limpbaugh (sic) and the even more repellant parasite “Cape Girardeau Roses” that followed the Jabba the Hutt of lies.

Cybil War: The Division of the Spiritual Essence

by Kevin Candela

In our backyard grows a tree that was once a branch of another tree. Years ago—quite a few now—I dipped the base of a short clipped-off live twig from an American elm in rooting solution, it took and I ended up planting the new tree in the yard about fifty feet from its non-seed source.

Here comes the fun part:

Why You Should Be Watching The Dead Files and Ancient Aliens

by Kevin Candela

It may be hard for some of us to go back to 2009 by now, which I’m sure is a jarring thought to many. Do you recall the days before Ancient Aliens debuted? Do you realize what that show and its stars and its cliché-saddled but determined narrator have done for our culture and the paranormal world in general? Here’s a clue: Back in 2009, you had plenty of UFO and paranormal investigation shows to cite, but they weren’t familiar to the people you were trying to enlighten. So you had…nothing. Now you have Ancient Aliens, its very name a touchstone for debate. You—we—have a rock. Ancient Aliens is the New Bible, and though we believers are hardly mindless zombies, we do have a great deal of common ground. And now, courtesy of about ten seasons in eight years, we have a virtual library of detailed information and a host of name experts. We are armed. We can take on the scared ostriches and point them to a single information source they’ve heard of, and if they pick on it for its form, or the personas of its hosts, you can call them on one big thing right away: dodging the ISSUE. The issue is not whether David Childress tortures his vowels for effect or how high Giorgio Tsoukalos’ hair currently stands. And if someone wants to focus on that, or the dry and repetitive narration, they’re engaging in deliberate shifting of focus. Why? Because they know that Mr. Soooooome Kiiiiiiiind and Big Hair Giorgio are in the RIGHT and there’s not a thing they, the closeted fearful and overtly cynical, can put up against the Truth. So when someone rips on Giorgio’s hair, you’ve got ’em. Their cowardice and insecurity are showing.

If You Smell Something Fishy, Maybe it’s Nessie

by Kevin Candela

There’s a ghost in the Lemp Mansion in St. Louis that can produce a terrible sewer-like smell. It’s been depicted clearly on the popular TV show Ghost Hunters. Too bad they couldn’t have bottled the air and had it tested. Maybe next time, GH folks? Or anyone else who wants to check out that locale, where I’ve had dinner but (as usual) picked up on nothing at all. The Ghost Hunters were there in a storm too, meaning that they couldn’t even trust their own senses that night because of the heightened emotional effects of the strobing lightning and cracking thunder. So if they go back, and they DON’T make a plan to monitor that air, I’ll be a bit disappointed.

I Heard That: Audio Perception and the Paranormal Universe

by Kevin Candela

Sound Reasoning. I thought about calling this one that too, since it’s how we hear things that seems to matter at least as much as why or any of the other interrogative Ws. Yesterday my wife and I were sitting downstairs together when we heard voices coming in through the back window of the basement kitchen, which opens out onto the backyard. To me, I heard them coming from the left. I immediately said they were probably coming from the neighbor on the right because—at least for me—I seem to guess the actual origin point for such sounds in the exact wrong direction.