The Hotel Pt. 2

Finally, after a half a year, I got Mary from The Hotel to tell me more about the place. She responded to my email (after I harassed her multiple times about it) and said she’d even send me more if anything else goes down. Which apparently is very likely to happen.

I was told one night that Mary and the security gal saw an orb fly through the lobby and into Mary’s stomach. I didn’t ask if it was on camera or they actually saw it with their eyes. They can tell me later.

Here’s the story I got from Mary that I forgot to share last time because I had forgotten some of it and wanted to get it all down.

Mary told me around 2013 there was a large group of holy rollers staying at The Hotel. There were so many people there that the ballroom they rented for the event was packed and there were still tons of people outside of it trying to get in. Mary said groups like that tend to spark the activity in The Hotel.

She said that night, the resident ghosts whispered in her ear all night, incoherently, they’d brush her arms and play with her hair, but nobody was there when she’d look around. She said she can normally handle them, but that night it was a bit much.

Since she wasn’t feeling it that night, she sent the night audit guy to do her newspaper deliveries around 4:30 in the morning. There were about 100 papers to deliver, so he took a cart to push them from floor to floor. On his first stop he didn’t need many papers, so he left the cart on the elevator and sent it down to the next floor he’d need it on, and he carried the few papers needed for that floor and the one under it with him.
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A Message From Aliens

I don’t know. Maybe it’s legit. Maybe it’s not. Still interesting. I’ve had these thoughts about aliens for a long time though, and so have a lot of other people. Maybe there’s something to this. Also, I don’t know who Jean Ederman is, or how legit the guy is normally, as this is the first time I’ve ever heard his name and didn’t feel like Googling it.

You can read the whole thing at So, what do you think?

Alien Message to Mankind: “Do You Wish That We Show Up?”

The original source of this information appears to be by Mr. Jean Ederman, now 49, of France, who evidently works in the field of aviation.

He claims to have been a military jet pilot, air traffic controller and airport manager, and to have a masters in economics. He also claims to have had a number of anomalous experiences since the age of six, which later included a number of UFO sightings and ET contacts.

He writes: “… after having learned how to mentally project myself to a place in the presence of benevolent extraterrestrials, I received the following message…”

[Translated from French into English by Dan Drasin, a Marin-based film-maker and researcher].

Each one of you wishes to exercise your free will and experience happiness. Your free will depends upon the knowledge you have of your own power. Your happiness depends upon the love that you give and receive.

Like all conscious races at this stage of progress, you may feel isolated on your planet. This impression gives you a certain view of your destiny. Yet you are at the brink of big upheavals that only a minority is aware of.

It is not our responsibility to modify your future without your choosing it. So consider this message as a worldwide referendum, and your answer as a ballot.

Neither your scientists nor your religious representatives speak knowledgeably about certain unexplained aerial and celestial events that mankind has witnessed for thousands of years.

To know the truth, one must face it without the filter of one’s beliefs or dogmas, however respectable
they may be.

A growing number of anonymous researchers of yours are exploring new paths of knowledge and are getting very close to reality. Today, your civilization is flooded with an ocean of information of which only a tiny part, the less upsetting one, is notably distributed.

Bear in mind that what in your history seemed ridiculous or improbable has often become possible, then realized — in particular in the last fifty years.

Be aware that the future will be even more surprising. You will discover the worst as well as the best.

Many of those who study our appearances point to lights in the night, but without lighting the way. Often they think in terms of objects when it is all about conscious beings.

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Day Ghosts

Hey folks! I know I haven’t been around much lately, but I’ve been busy and I’ve had nothing to talk about. Until now.

ViralNova, a site I really enjoy, just posted this piece about Day Ghosts. I don’t agree with aspects of it, and of course I’ll share my thoughts here. Normally I love ViralNova, but every now and then they post something that makes me wonder.

The title for this piece is, One Couple’s Theory About Ghosts Is Unheard Of…But Oddly Makes Sense

If you’d like to read it first, that would probably be best. My problems start immediately with the title of the piece. Only one couple has that theory and it’s unheard of? No, it’s not unheard of, because more than just that couple believe it. Apparently ViralNova aren’t that into ghosts. I’ve been saying it for years that ghosts come out at all times of day and night. I’ve heard them say it on Ghost Hunters before.

The fact of the matter is, people who go ghost hunting do so at night because there’s not a lot of traffic going on outside, things are typically more quiet, and because everything is dark you have to focus your attention on those things you can see, such as where you’re shining your flashlight. If you know ghosts hunters who only turn their equipment on at 3 AM, they’re terrible hunters and probably believe everything they see in pictures are orbs.

Lastly, the couple in the article says they’re going to live on different sides of the country because, “To cover more ground and further their research, the power couple has decided to become bicoastal, with Ted in New York and Mary living in Los Angeles. They believe these cities have highest concentration of day ghosts in the country.”

That’s just terrible. I love their dedication, but seriously, it’s not worth it. They’re living a part from one another to study something that people have been studying for decades and still haven’t come up with anything solid enough to get everybody on board. And why do those two cities have the highest concentrations of day ghosts? Why is “day ghosts” being used as if it’s a thing separate from night ghosts? Ghosts are ghosts, they come out when they want. There aren’t different ghosts coming out just in the day or night. I think they went to LA and NY just to get more publicity somehow. Otherwise, why wouldn’t you go to where there are likely more ghosts? Not just more “day ghosts,” like Gettysburg or New Orleans for example?

This whole article is just terrible and makes me think ViralNova is running out of stuff to post.

The Inn Pt. 12

Well, the Inn’s been busy lately. And I don’t mean from guests. Although they’ve been that, too.

My wife just startled me to tell me she couldn’t believe she forgot to tell me this. Last night her reports printed, so she went down to the first floor to get them. When she came back, she was waiting at the elevator. For whatever reason, the music that typically plays constantly right there was off, and things were quiet.

Suddenly, she heard a man behind her say loudly, “I didn’t tell you my name!” She spun around and nobody was there. Anywhere.

What’s interesting about this is, it happened at exactly 3:45 AM. What was said makes it more interesting.

You might remember I told you about how the phone at the front desk rang and when she answered it nobody was there. The call came from the GM’s office. The second time it rang that night was at that host kiosk at the top of the steps, also from the GM’s office, also dead air. And there was nobody in the GM’s office to make those calls. The second call, at the top of the steps, came at exactly 3:45 AM.

The bottom of those steps is exactly where my wife was standing while waiting on the elevator. And apparently, whoever called from inside the GM’s office was upset that she never gave him a chance to tell her his name.

Looks like 3:45 is when I’m going to be doing some investigating the next time I’m there over night with her, which will be in two days.

The Inn Pt. 11

Tonight, just one night after my bathroom experience, I stopped in to get my wife from work at around 3:30 AM. She told me about something that had happened just a couple hours before.

She was sitting at the front desk with her supervisor. The security guy was behind them in his little office. They didn’t have the music on in the lobby like they normally do. There was no activity going on with any guests anywhere, and the place was silent. The only maintenance man working at that time was at the other end of the hotel.

Near the steps that go from the lobby down to the first floor is a restaurant, and it’s closed at night. Apparently, the ghosts hanging out at this particular place like to hang out in this restaurant.

At night when everything closes down, they all have gates they close, much like stores in a mall. The one for this restaurant doesn’t come down, it has to be pulled from either wall, and the two gates meet in the middle, where they are then locked. When the gate is being opened or closed, it makes a lot of noise.

Sometimes they are left unlocked so that the night staff can get into that restaurant and get drinks. My wife told me while she was at work the other night she went over to that restaurant to get drinks, and she opened the gate big enough for her to get through. She left it that way, and headed in.

When she came back, the gate was completely closed. It wasn’t locked, but she hadn’t heard it move, and there was nobody around to shut it.
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The Inn Pt. 10

Last night I had another experience in the lobby bathroom. I’ve mentioned before how the paper towel dispenser will dispense towels when nobody is waving their hand in front of it, or even in the bathroom. Well, since then I’ve come to the realization that those things are faulty and will do that on their own. Just like those toilets that flush on their own will also flush at weird times. Sure, even the sink that runs water by itself will do it from time to time.

Last night, however, was something completely different, and something I’ve never experienced there. Or anywhere, for that matter.

I was the only one in there. I went to the very last stall, as I always do, and shut the door. I began doing my business. Number one, if it matters. Behind me I heard what sounded like a heavy breath, but not really from a person. It was almost a breathy growl. I heard the door creak behind me, as if someone were leaning on it. From the outside, it pulls open, not pushes open. It didn’t sound like someone pulling on it, just leaning on it.

In this bathroom, unless you’re a ninja, you’ll be heard walking in. I heard nobody walk in.

Yet I was sure someone was on the other side of the door. That breath was unmistakable. And I’ve used that bathroom so many times now, I know the regular sounds that can be heard in there. That was the first time I’ve ever heard this sound.
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Hitler Never Went Away

I just told you a story my dad shared with me when he had to rent a room with an alien abductee, Doug.

Well, he still needed a place to stay, so his buddy hooked him up with another potential place to stay, this time an older woman by the made up name of Ada, to protect her identity.

When my dad’s buddy took him to meet Ada, she welcomed them both in and gave them wine and food. She was a German woman who spoke great English with a German accent and loved to feed guests. While my dad spent time with her that night, she told him about her life.

When she was 2 she lived in Germany and was an only child. Hitler’s soldiers rounded her and her parents up and put them in a concentration camp. She said one day all of the people were lined up against a wall, and she was standing in between her parents. Hitler walked down the line looking at them all. She remembered looking up at him standing right in front of her, and he looked down at her and smiled.

He then went to his soldiers and gave them orders. They followed those orders… they started at one end and went down the line, shooting and killing every other person in the line. She stood in between her parents as both were shot and killed.

She screamed and cried, but was dragged away by the soldiers. As she was being hauled off, she looked back at Hitler who was looking at her, and he smiled again at her.
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