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What is a poltergeist?


“Poltergeist” is an English word that comes from German. It is formed from the German word “polter,” meaning to “make noise, knock, or rattle,” and “Geist,” meaning, “ghost.” So, a poltergeist is a noisy ghost—one responsible for loud noises, and also some believe for objects mysteriously flying around, the idea being the ghost is responsible for picking them up and throwing them.

Many theorists believe, however, that poltergeists aren’t responsible for throwing things, and objects that mysteriously go flying about result from subconscious psychokinesis [PK] emanating from (some of) those who appear to be the victims of this type of so-called haunting.

Are you dealing with poltergeist activity in your house? Do you also have a teenager around who is going through puberty? Many who study this type of thing, say the sex changes that occur during puberty have a great deal to do with the type of PK that’s responsible for poltergeist activity. They also say a girl more often than a boy is at the center of such disturbances. Researchers also report that sexual issues to do with marriage can trigger such phenomena.

Let me tell you a story about a noisy ghost that didn’t throw things but did make noise that annoyed the occupants of a home. An acquaintance of mine, Henri, a French count who was married to my first wife’s best friend, told me about this and insisted it actually happened. We were spending several days with him and his wife at their chateau in the Lorraine province of northern France. Sounds very grand, but in England this chateau would not have been thought of as a castle. It was what would be called a manor house, probably built in the eighteenth century, and it was in bad shape when Henri inherited it. He said he believed it hadn’t been lived in since before World War Two.

Having done well in business, Henri decided to spend some of what he’d accumulated to restore the old place. He and his wife spend quite a bit of time there while the renovation was underway and were frequently disturbed in the middle of the night by what seemed to be someone down in the basement screaming for help. Sometimes the ruckus would wake them up, and at other times the screams would penetrate their consciousness while in that drowsy state while falling asleep or waking up. Henri would of course go looking to see what was going on but could not find for the life of him anything.

This happened practically every night, and the two of them finally became so annoyed, Henri had the workmen tear out a wall he judged to be the most likely spot from which the nocturnal uproar was emanating.

A human skeleton was behind it.

Henri and his wife had no idea who the skeleton had been, but they gave it a Christian burial. Afterward, they were never again bothered by the night noises.

Here’s what Henri thought about this. A man had been bricked up behind the wall while he was still alive—obviously, someone didn’t like the guy. Probably he’d been knocked on the head and taken there while he was out cold. Maybe he regained consciousness after the bricks were in place. Then he died, but he did not realize he was dead. Apparently this sort of thing really does happen. I discuss this phenomenon in my book Life After Death, Powerful Evidence You Will Never Die.

Suffice it to say the spirit of this dead person could easily have passed through the bricks, but the dead man didn’t know that because he didn’t know he was dead. He’d been calling for help ever since he came to.

His screams were of course of a psychic nature since the man no longer had vocal cords. The middle of the night and the half asleep state were the only times the screams penetrated the minds of Henri and his wife because that was when there was perfect silence, and their minds most sensitive to psychic vibrations.

By the way, people who study this sort of thing say time does not exist in the spirit dimension, time being a phenomenon of physical reality, and for this reason the dead man had no way of knowing how long he’d been trapped behind the bricks. No doubt he didn’t realize he was dead until he attended his own funeral.

If you found this story and topic interesting, click here to check out my book, Life After Death, Powerful Evidence You Will Never Die.


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