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Shishentsi
Have you heard of Shishentsi,
a dankest village in the North-
West of Bulgaria, where every
soul feels the fays that short-
sighted make some neighbours,
as the samovili roam in sight,
amid wedding drummers that by tatar pillagers
were slaughtered in the blossom of the bride.
Oh... there's garlic in all houses,
In all pockets; people put
the safety measure in the children's blouses
without explanations; whispers be shut.
Some men at certain mature age
would disappear for some days;
yet somehow they found their way
back home to the villagers' dismay!
They didn't have the slightest clue
what had happened in the meantime;
maybe glimpsing ladies with pale hue;
bright, in white; their arms would mime
sideways and their bodies swaying;
Blind became the Man that looked
right in their eyes dismaying;
Vanga recognised a vila hooked:
"Reversing it? Unworkable!"
"Their magic is too strong!"
Are vampires lurking there?
... For there they belong.
Once ... Gencho chobanin
wandered around in the dark
to play the kaval, da zvani;
the wedders met him with a spark
so bloody red in thirsty eyes,
wine canteens they held;
they invited him to drink; so dry
their mouths unsated and bespelled.
He was spellbound and he drank it,
succumbed in the potion of this endless past;
still echoing in the night, the banquet,
for it shall, the murdered joy of wedders, last.
Then Gencho's sister saw him
climbing on a tree alone,
with a horse head in his palm so thin,
singing songs, oh graveyard stone.
A Family found gold underneath a tree;
cut it to the ground in quest of greed;
a poltergeist started uneased, unfree
to scatter knives and spoons, in need.
Then the mayor checked it also himself
and a rusty axe flew towards his back;
and this is it... the villagers hear it well,
the wedding echo in red of drums and flasks.
A mysterious creature appeared,
called the ghosts and sirens with night vision,
And it cried from the heart so fierce:
"Defend our Land, my Lovely Apparitions!"
a dankest village in the North-
West of Bulgaria, where every
soul feels the fays that short-
sighted make some neighbours,
as the samovili roam in sight,
amid wedding drummers that by tatar pillagers
were slaughtered in the blossom of the bride.
Oh... there's garlic in all houses,
In all pockets; people put
the safety measure in the children's blouses
without explanations; whispers be shut.
Some men at certain mature age
would disappear for some days;
yet somehow they found their way
back home to the villagers' dismay!
They didn't have the slightest clue
what had happened in the meantime;
maybe glimpsing ladies with pale hue;
bright, in white; their arms would mime
sideways and their bodies swaying;
Blind became the Man that looked
right in their eyes dismaying;
Vanga recognised a vila hooked:
"Reversing it? Unworkable!"
"Their magic is too strong!"
Are vampires lurking there?
... For there they belong.
Once ... Gencho chobanin
wandered around in the dark
to play the kaval, da zvani;
the wedders met him with a spark
so bloody red in thirsty eyes,
wine canteens they held;
they invited him to drink; so dry
their mouths unsated and bespelled.
He was spellbound and he drank it,
succumbed in the potion of this endless past;
still echoing in the night, the banquet,
for it shall, the murdered joy of wedders, last.
Then Gencho's sister saw him
climbing on a tree alone,
with a horse head in his palm so thin,
singing songs, oh graveyard stone.
A Family found gold underneath a tree;
cut it to the ground in quest of greed;
a poltergeist started uneased, unfree
to scatter knives and spoons, in need.
Then the mayor checked it also himself
and a rusty axe flew towards his back;
and this is it... the villagers hear it well,
the wedding echo in red of drums and flasks.
A mysterious creature appeared,
called the ghosts and sirens with night vision,
And it cried from the heart so fierce:
"Defend our Land, my Lovely Apparitions!"
Published 20th Mar 2021
| Edited 16th Dec 2022
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20th Mar 2021 1:14am
If you don't mind us saying in many parts this reminds us of Canterbury Tales, a few words we googled but didn't mind. This is a tight tale we would say of olden times but it could be flipped to a small town here and now. Tight piece
20th Mar 2021 1:17am
Yes it is a real village in my country and people still hear the drums and sounds at night!
20th Mar 2021 1:20am
20th Mar 2021 5:19pm
I LOVE old stories about villages and towns of one's own country. This truly kept me captivated, Aaron. I loved reading it and wonder if you've ever heard the drums still?
20th Mar 2021 5:36pm
oh but wait! A man made a video material about it and managed to capture the sounds. Please load the video at about 19:01 https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_X1NJHk6boQ&t=1209s&ab_channel=TheClashers
You need to use headphones. You will hear the howling and some drums after they go outside the house. However, sadly, due to their excitement, their voices interfere with the sound and it can be heard for a short time.
You need to use headphones. You will hear the howling and some drums after they go outside the house. However, sadly, due to their excitement, their voices interfere with the sound and it can be heard for a short time.
20th Mar 2021 5:44pm
20th Mar 2021 5:47pm
yes and after that there are some lights captured by the bad quality night camera, aaand they fall asleep and the woman wakes up but before they can record it again, it's over. seriously, why did they have to sleep the whole night? :D
20th Mar 2021 5:48pm
in the beginning there is bird view recording of the place, it's pretty creepy
20th Mar 2021 5:48pm
20th Mar 2021 5:49pm
they literally travelled the whole country through mountain roads, which explains why they were tired, but if you intend to go ghost hunting, you kind of do sleep at day time
20th Mar 2021 5:53pm
Exactly! But at least they caught some of it on film, though it would've been much better had they been more silent and just used hand-gestures.
20th Mar 2021 6:06pm
Yes and it was sheer luck that it even happened that day, as locals said it didn't happen every day. but some days it could go for ten minutes or more , too.
Obviously the whole area around the town Vidin is full of this. A friend of mine born there said she one saw a lady in a white dress in their garden from the window.
She said many people have seen them, some disappeared.
She explained to me they moved in a very creepy way, they didn't really have visible arms but the upper part of their body moved sideways like some rag doll and at the end, the lowered their bodies to the ground in their circular dances, and emitted vomit like sounds.
I have been in our North once and I can tell you, it feel like the air of a damp dark catacomb. It is very difficult to be endured.
BUT THE STORY IS VERY INTERESTING - my personal story.
I went to a friend's prom in a village near Pleven, the same creepy atmosphere.
Very snake like feeling, just like the bushes and the creeping greenery on abandoned houses.
Speaking of which, they didn't have enough space where we could sleep, so they settled us in the house next to them which was abandoned but they bought it a while ago.
The whole house was dark and empty, and the floor was half missing, giving space to what was like a terrace peeking at the lower floor. Only one of the rooms had two beds and that was all of it. The next room had some improvised mattress and that's it. Ok. We went to sleep, at least there was light in our room.
But I urgently had to pee, and I did not wake up the girl next to me as I barely knew her.
SO, I had to , with shut heart, to go outside the room, pass by the gap looking at the lower floor, which was as dark as dracula's heart, I had to go outside down the outer stairs and pee in the dark garden with greenery, vampires possibly, and bushes. And all the curtainless windows staring in my soul.
I did it. I can't believe it.
I had a lucid dream, where a creature inside the bed tried to drag me in it and suffocate me.
I felt like I couldn't properly breathe.
The guy next room said there was a mouse in the room,
and the window next room was open when we woke up....
It was absolutely fucking terryfying, my worst nightmare.
The only worse sensation is when we went to an abandoned railway just outside my neighbourhood, where the town ends. I have phobia and was slower than my friends when I walked on the bridge alongside the railway and of course, my praking friends rushed and hid.
I had to walk a whole path, 4 or 5 km long, alone in the dark near a forst with many creepers possibly, to find myself in the dog and factory area, until I could reach my creepy Soivet building.
I was fuming but forgave my friends, this is how kind and good of heart I am.
YUP>
Obviously the whole area around the town Vidin is full of this. A friend of mine born there said she one saw a lady in a white dress in their garden from the window.
She said many people have seen them, some disappeared.
She explained to me they moved in a very creepy way, they didn't really have visible arms but the upper part of their body moved sideways like some rag doll and at the end, the lowered their bodies to the ground in their circular dances, and emitted vomit like sounds.
I have been in our North once and I can tell you, it feel like the air of a damp dark catacomb. It is very difficult to be endured.
BUT THE STORY IS VERY INTERESTING - my personal story.
I went to a friend's prom in a village near Pleven, the same creepy atmosphere.
Very snake like feeling, just like the bushes and the creeping greenery on abandoned houses.
Speaking of which, they didn't have enough space where we could sleep, so they settled us in the house next to them which was abandoned but they bought it a while ago.
The whole house was dark and empty, and the floor was half missing, giving space to what was like a terrace peeking at the lower floor. Only one of the rooms had two beds and that was all of it. The next room had some improvised mattress and that's it. Ok. We went to sleep, at least there was light in our room.
But I urgently had to pee, and I did not wake up the girl next to me as I barely knew her.
SO, I had to , with shut heart, to go outside the room, pass by the gap looking at the lower floor, which was as dark as dracula's heart, I had to go outside down the outer stairs and pee in the dark garden with greenery, vampires possibly, and bushes. And all the curtainless windows staring in my soul.
I did it. I can't believe it.
I had a lucid dream, where a creature inside the bed tried to drag me in it and suffocate me.
I felt like I couldn't properly breathe.
The guy next room said there was a mouse in the room,
and the window next room was open when we woke up....
It was absolutely fucking terryfying, my worst nightmare.
The only worse sensation is when we went to an abandoned railway just outside my neighbourhood, where the town ends. I have phobia and was slower than my friends when I walked on the bridge alongside the railway and of course, my praking friends rushed and hid.
I had to walk a whole path, 4 or 5 km long, alone in the dark near a forst with many creepers possibly, to find myself in the dog and factory area, until I could reach my creepy Soivet building.
I was fuming but forgave my friends, this is how kind and good of heart I am.
YUP>
That is horrifying!
See, I simply won't put myself in that position! Spirits like me! I helped one ascend that had been at my old employer's for years. She would bang on the stainless steel countertops because she was angry. Apparently, before it was a marketplace and café, it was a fire station; and before it was a fire station it was a Chinese restaurant. I don't know the full story, but there was something about a kitchen fire, and an employee dying.
Anyway, the banging went on for years, and would upset the chefs. One night I was working alone, very late, and I heard the banging from the kitchen. I typically ignored it, but that night I was so tired. I charged into that kitchen and gave that spirit a piece of my mind! LOL! I told her I was trying to work and she was not helping me get home that night by upsetting me.
Then I felt this wave of compassion. And I suddenly and innately understood she was angry because she was lost. So I told her that if she EVER wanted to find the light, that she knew where my office was; she was always welcome to come in and I would help her. I will never understand why I didn't offer to help her right there, but somehow I knew it wasn't the right time.
Anyway, I had forgotten all about it. Months passed. Maybe a year. I don't know. The banging continued periodically, and you would hear a chef yell, "Stop it!" Then one night I had to photograph a wine dinner there, and it went very late. I was the last one there uploading images so I could come in and edit them first thing the next morning. Suddenly I felt that brisk, cool, air enter the room, and I immediately knew it was her.
She walked past the front of my desk and stood about three feet from the left corner of it. I asked her if she was ready to go home; and told her if she was then look up. Just look up and wait for the light. Somehow, in Spirit, they are always seeking. In front of them. Behind them. Around them. But they don't look up, and up is where the light is. I felt such a warm presence permeate that room ( though I saw nothing ); then, I felt her leaving, just dissipating into the ether. The last thing that happened was a piece of paper turning a flip off my desk, and when I bend down to pick it up, there was a charm on the floor.
She was saying thank you.
And that was it. No one ever heard the banging after that.
Don't ask me how I knew to do any of that, because I had never had training before. It's just something that rose up from inside me. Something innate. Something ancient. Something true.
xo
See, I simply won't put myself in that position! Spirits like me! I helped one ascend that had been at my old employer's for years. She would bang on the stainless steel countertops because she was angry. Apparently, before it was a marketplace and café, it was a fire station; and before it was a fire station it was a Chinese restaurant. I don't know the full story, but there was something about a kitchen fire, and an employee dying.
Anyway, the banging went on for years, and would upset the chefs. One night I was working alone, very late, and I heard the banging from the kitchen. I typically ignored it, but that night I was so tired. I charged into that kitchen and gave that spirit a piece of my mind! LOL! I told her I was trying to work and she was not helping me get home that night by upsetting me.
Then I felt this wave of compassion. And I suddenly and innately understood she was angry because she was lost. So I told her that if she EVER wanted to find the light, that she knew where my office was; she was always welcome to come in and I would help her. I will never understand why I didn't offer to help her right there, but somehow I knew it wasn't the right time.
Anyway, I had forgotten all about it. Months passed. Maybe a year. I don't know. The banging continued periodically, and you would hear a chef yell, "Stop it!" Then one night I had to photograph a wine dinner there, and it went very late. I was the last one there uploading images so I could come in and edit them first thing the next morning. Suddenly I felt that brisk, cool, air enter the room, and I immediately knew it was her.
She walked past the front of my desk and stood about three feet from the left corner of it. I asked her if she was ready to go home; and told her if she was then look up. Just look up and wait for the light. Somehow, in Spirit, they are always seeking. In front of them. Behind them. Around them. But they don't look up, and up is where the light is. I felt such a warm presence permeate that room ( though I saw nothing ); then, I felt her leaving, just dissipating into the ether. The last thing that happened was a piece of paper turning a flip off my desk, and when I bend down to pick it up, there was a charm on the floor.
She was saying thank you.
And that was it. No one ever heard the banging after that.
Don't ask me how I knew to do any of that, because I had never had training before. It's just something that rose up from inside me. Something innate. Something ancient. Something true.
xo
20th Mar 2021 6:39pm
wow! What a scary but inspiring story!
I also have helped one spirit pass. It was Todor Vranchev. Long story short, I felt compassion, lived his story as if it was mine and came to peace. Then one day I stopped being so obsessed about it and stopped feeling his intrusive presence around. Now if he visits, it's like in a calmer way.
I have uploaded some photos from the prom I wrote about (the abandoned house where I had to sleep).
Please note the atmosphere:
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39632.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39625.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39626.jpg
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https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39627.jpg
I also have helped one spirit pass. It was Todor Vranchev. Long story short, I felt compassion, lived his story as if it was mine and came to peace. Then one day I stopped being so obsessed about it and stopped feeling his intrusive presence around. Now if he visits, it's like in a calmer way.
I have uploaded some photos from the prom I wrote about (the abandoned house where I had to sleep).
Please note the atmosphere:
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39632.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39625.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39626.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39662.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39663.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39667.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39869.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39870.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39879.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39880.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/FILE39627.jpg
20th Mar 2021 7:11pm
OMG No 1! The spirit orbs! The atmosphere is thick with presence.
No. 2 - HOLY HECK!
No. 3 - Phew. Running out of expressions to type!
No. 4 - You captured the matrix on those.
No. 5 - That one is halfway formed. . .
No. 6 - At first glance I thought this repetitive pattern was fingerprints on the lens; however, it's not.
No. 7 - That one particular spirit seems to have an attachment to her
No. 8 - Some of these are multidimensional; they're not stuck inbetween. That is the difference.
No. 9 - They're highly attracted to your vibrational output, which is above a normal human's.
No. 10 - Just wow; melding.
No. 11 - Amazing.
These are some of the best I've ever seen! Thank you for sharing!
No. 2 - HOLY HECK!
No. 3 - Phew. Running out of expressions to type!
No. 4 - You captured the matrix on those.
No. 5 - That one is halfway formed. . .
No. 6 - At first glance I thought this repetitive pattern was fingerprints on the lens; however, it's not.
No. 7 - That one particular spirit seems to have an attachment to her
No. 8 - Some of these are multidimensional; they're not stuck inbetween. That is the difference.
No. 9 - They're highly attracted to your vibrational output, which is above a normal human's.
No. 10 - Just wow; melding.
No. 11 - Amazing.
These are some of the best I've ever seen! Thank you for sharing!
20th Mar 2021 7:15pm
Seriously?! It is Not The LENS?!?! Ahh i knew my fathers camera from the 60s has a specific lingering taste of the past and now I find out it has superpowers too.
Yes I feel many energies around me, I can even feel their mood now, at the time they were mostly bad experiences, now they are mostly angelic to say.
Yes I feel many energies around me, I can even feel their mood now, at the time they were mostly bad experiences, now they are mostly angelic to say.
20th Mar 2021 7:19pm
Glad to hear that; when we protect ourselves daily a wall forms around us, and even on the worst days, negativity is lessoned a great deal by that wall.
There was a time I was virtually fed up taking photos in nature because of so many spirits revealing themselves on my lens ( even a brutal murder victim once ). But now it's par for the course, and I see the beauty in such gifts vs fearing them. I particularly capture Dyrads; or, they allow themselves to be captured.
Fear amplifies an experience toward the negative spectrum of a scale; whereas trust and faith elevate it.
There was a time I was virtually fed up taking photos in nature because of so many spirits revealing themselves on my lens ( even a brutal murder victim once ). But now it's par for the course, and I see the beauty in such gifts vs fearing them. I particularly capture Dyrads; or, they allow themselves to be captured.
Fear amplifies an experience toward the negative spectrum of a scale; whereas trust and faith elevate it.
20th Mar 2021 7:23pm
Oh I was a completely naive child at the time. Didnt know anything about the universal reality or laws. I conjured them on purpose. Was too curious to find out what annaliese Michel had seen. But then i suffered a great deal and this is how i met the angelic beings that cured me. I guess the experience added depth to my being nonetheless and marked the beginning of my spiritual education. :)))
20th Mar 2021 7:51pm
but wait there are some more photos , with orbs I guess?, from another time
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https://linkpicture.com/q/F1000012.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/F1000020.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/F1000026.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/F1000035.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/Touch_up_at_PinkMirror-1.jpg
https://linkpicture.com/q/xlmf-46-10-75-54-504056.jpg
20th Mar 2021 6:43pm
20th Mar 2021 6:43pm
