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Originally Posted by Always_a_Civvy

In 50 years time neuropsychiatrists will have found a cure for such delusions and we'll all laugh/be embarrassed that what we believed we experienced were nothing more that tricks of our imaginations: ie delusions.

Or they could find out there are fluctations, waves, splits, call them what you will in the space/time contiuum. Only this morning I was hearing that Einstein predicted there were waves of gravity flowing throught he Universe. These could be factors which cause us to see images or echoes from another time.

I don't believe in ghosts, but love to hear some of the stories. One of my favourites is about a guard at the Tower of London who was being Court Martialed for being asleep on duty. He was found not guilt when an Officer and several other men testified that they saw him challenge an approaching figure, went to the on-guard when he refused to stop, and the figure walked straight through the bayonet and the guard, whereupon the guard fainted!

On the other hand, I the vicar at my old church when he was younger had been on Church of England exorcisation 'team'. He would never talk about the things he'd seen because they'd been so traumatic.

Originally Posted by sgtpepperband

QM on the Victory in '89. The large Ship's bell hangs adjacent to the QM's caboosh. My BM was conducting rounds (well, crimping in the accommodation for a few hours) and the whole ship was empty, apart from me on watch and the OOD asleep in the Wardroom.

At 0200, 0300, and 0400 one morning I heard the bell ring once. The bell is very large, and takes some effort to make it move. No one else present, no wind, no nothing...

[Edited to prevent further innuendo...]

Ditto.....but a bit before that date...QM on Victory '69!!! Ringpiece was twitching I can tell you!!!

I've not had one of a warship, but I definitely had one on a merchant ship. If changed my views on a lot of things. I even had yes/no conversations with it (her)

In 50 years time neuropsychiatrists will have found a cure for such delusions and we'll all laugh/be embarrassed that what we believed we experienced were nothing more that tricks of our imaginations: ie delusions.[/quote]


But what if in 50 years time they prove that it wasnt our immagination?

If that is the case, i think a lot of us will then definately be shating our pants at our expereinces!

Especially at the thought of us previously trying so desperately to convince ourselves that our "ghostly" experience was a trick of our minds!

I joined the Naiad in 1978, she was equipped with SCOT then and part of my duty was to check the SCOT cabin on Electrical Rounds, to get to it you had to exit the ship and make your way to the foot of the foremast, the SCOT cabin was a bolt on box and crammed with what then looked like very high tech stuff.

My first night on duty I entered the cabin and was struck by a very peculiar smell I had not noticed when shown the place in day, sort of like burning metal. Concerned that something was melting down I sort of stood turning circles, looking for smoke and touching the cabinets to see if any were hot, I could also hear a faint whispering and thought that an SRE might be on at low volume, but I could find nothing.

I felt very very uneasy and put it down to the smell and the noise, I kept wanting to get out but made myself check everything. When I exited I put two clips on and one of them flew back, bruising my wrist so badly I could not use it properly for days.

This carried on each night I was duty, but was ten times worse at sea, I found myself time and again willing myself to go into the cabin, stood in the dark, alone on deck I was just totally freaked, it got so all I dared do was snatch open the door, take in a quick look and then bolt, banging the clips home. The final straw happened in the Middle on a rough night in the channel on the way back from a short trip. As I walked away from the cabin after peeking in and thinking the smell worse than ever, keeping a good grip as it was wet and windy, the cabin door burst open behind me and hit the side of the cabin with such a crash the OOW thought something had carried away aloft and called out the watch to check.

I was just stood on the Signal Deck, frozen to the spot when the Duty LWEM found me and asked me what the hell I was playing at. I lied and said the ship had rolled as I opened the door and it had hit me and dazed me. He clipped shut the door after himself just glancing in, noticing me watching he shrugged and said, "never liked that place since the Chief was killed in it, poor sod, electrocuted while working at night, melted his boots to the deck, it stank for days afterwards."

As a new recruit in the late 50's after training we were dropped off by one by one to the mothballed ships in the Solent to go below and check for leakages.
No power except a torch and although I briefly worked down the pits there is no more erie place than a dead ship.
Making my way one night my coat brushed an open locker door and when it shut behind me I nearly crapped out!
Daytime chipping party knew they sent us as they did the same duty,many a time I went around a flat bend and bumped into a rag body hanging from the deckhead!
Bastards! they looked real swaying in the torch light and in the end no-one bothered, just stayed on the uppers.
What's the point? they were going to scrap them anyway.No ghosts though.

Originally Posted by CRYSTALTIPS

In 50 years time neuropsychiatrists will have found a cure for such delusions and we'll all laugh/be embarrassed that what we believed we experienced were nothing more that tricks of our imaginations: ie delusions.

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You mean there'll be no more Faith Commerce? Where will all the redundant clergy go?