As the cable and dish channels joust for audience ratings, there are more and more idiots with EVP meters and other paraphernalia roaming through the dark destinations of long ago doomed prisons, asylums and residential property of North America. Like a measles rash, paranormal groups have sprung up. Vans loaded to the roof, spending their days traveling and nights checking out locations that saner members of the human race avoid like a dose of VD.
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So is it all just a load of hokum?
Over the years I have had my own experiences which can't easily be put aside as some psychological trick of the mind.
e.g. the strange case of furniture.
A high chair and first cot from one's early childhood - which you haven't seen since you give them away.
We drive to our new address on moving day, arriving there well before the moving truck company has. Open the front door to an totally empty house, wander about a bit down stairs, then proceed upstairs; and there they are in a bedroom. Your old high chair and cot. According to orthodox science, both items must just be similar and anyway, you just thought you passed them on, but actually you stuffed them absent minded into your SUV, this being their only logical explanation. But they did turn up and they were mine and we did have them for a few years so they were easy recognizable. Hand painted black with big green circles and the cot.
That paranormal groups have many folk who have negative experiences with their naive dabbling is not a surprise to me. For what do I or they understand about the ways of the universe? By about as much as my sleeping dog comprehends quantum theory.