Opinions of wether ghosts are real or not?

Question

Add you experiences and or theory's

Answer 1

I do believe in them. My story or my theory? The theory is that it is not the whole soul of the individual, but an imprint of them. For example, if you love a ring and you wear it every day touch it constantly, like to look at it - when you die a piece of your soul may be imprinted to this ring. But then that is for slow deaths. For sudden deaths I believe that the soul is so lost in some cases that it can not move on.

My story? My cousin and Aunt moved into a town house - a five min. drive from my own. My cousin and I have always been sensitive to things - mainly in homes - and though my aunt claims to be psychic she never sees them or senses them.

In this home, there was a bedroom downstairs and two upstairs. There was something wrong with one of the upstairs bedrooms. I didn't know what it was, but standing at the bottom of the stairs I knew that I would never willingly step foot in that room when night came. I never did. My cousin began closing the door, much to my relief. I was able to go up the stairs without hate chocking fear of being watched and then forced to run across the dark doorway to the bathroom - silly - but there was something wrong with that room.

Soon the door would close, and in the middle of the night, trying to go to sleep I would hear her mother tromp up the stairs - like an elephant - and close the door. Sometimes she was go into the room and root around. One night we both woke up nearly the same time. We could he something in the other room slam into the wall, roll up it, across the ceilings over our heads over the ceiling in the other room and back down the wall. It would do this over and over again. Finally, it stopped. We convinced our-self that it was a raccoon or a rat - though we also knew that it was to heavy to be either. In the morning we would try to tell her mother about what had happened but she would brush it off.

One night my cousin heard scratching from the room next to hers. She placed her ear against the wall, and it was almost as if someone was sitting on the floor directly on the other side scratching the wall. She told it to stop, and it did.

The time came when they were going to move. We had moved everything out of the house except a few little things here and there. We returned that night because we had left a screwdriver and some laundry soap. I went upstairs - her closet light was on - and found a New Years hat on the floor. With a smile I plopped it on my head and turned off the light. That was a mistake. The intelligence - for that was what it was. Not necessarily a person, but an intelligence - knew where I was as soon as I turned off that light. I bolted from the room and flew down the stairs, only glancing back when I had reached the bottom. I tipped the New Years hat and left the house. When we got in the car I told my cousin that I hated being watched every time I was in that house.

The next night her mother told is - after telling us not to be upset - that the previous owners son had died in the bad room during the day from an asthma attack. We told her about the noises and how she would close the door upstairs and she assured as that because of her bad back she never did go up the stairs. My cousin and I were hearing something up and down the stairs and telling ourselves that it was something else this whole time. That, is my story.

Answer 2

A person who has seen one will say they are real.

Some one who has never seen one will say there is no such thing

A scientist will say they can measure an energy mass but there is no proof that ghost exist.

Psychologists will say its an image generated by the mind.

(our minds are very creative, we dream don't we, in colour no less)

A Mother may say we have an over active imagination.

Some catholics would say those that see are witches

Some images seen are not ghosts but are psychic images transferred from peoples own mind into an external vision that to them looks real.

Sometimes it is an image like a photograph or repeating bit of film generated by energy left behind after a highly emotionally charged event. An image that keeps repeating.

What is real any way?

I think we may not yet be evolved enough to understand properly what it is we actually see or sense.

I guess a ghost to me is an image that I see psychically but sense physically and doesn't behave in a predictable way, sometimes it does have the ability to move or change things physically.

It really is down to individual interpretation some will say real others will say not but nobody can prove either way.

Answer 3

Ghosties and ghoulies and things that go bump in the night?
Nope.

The mediums (or possibly smalls) are people who take advantage of the gullible and put on a good act.
Most of the statements they give are fairly ambiguous.
As for the 'spirits' themselves - my mind is, to be honest, open.
It has been scientifically proved that life cannot exist in the present state. The mysterious 'spark' cannot be measured or replicated.
Yet it exists!
When a sentient being dies, the 'shells' stops working. What happens to the intellect and consciousness?
Again scientists have proved that energy can only change its form, it cannot simply stop.
Therefore the electricity (for want of a better word) cannot 'stop' like the body.
It changes somehow, but into what?
A spirit form of the living body? Perhaps.
Who knows, maybe the Northern lights aren't really the suns rays affected by a magnetic field, maybe it is the accumulated spirits of all the deceased through the ages!

There will always be unexplained happenings throughout the world. If there was nothing to 'find out', the human race would stagnate and begin to die off.

The first person to obtain actual physical proof of the existence will be ridiculed because nobody will believe it.
Me? What do I believe?
I believe that 'something' remains and exists beyond the death of the body BUT that it in some way becomes part of the Earth and doesn't wander around rattling chains and trying to possess Derek Acorah!

As for the fun side......
Take a look at this and turn up the volume to listen carefully!!

http://video.google.co.uk/videoplay?doci...

I almost laughed my *rse off!

Answer 4

Three haunted houses, each experience too long to explain so:Ghost are demons, demons can take any form, I do not think a God, being almighty would, let the dead hang around, even if they had unfinished business to attend to. Demons are fallen angels and have the same power as Angels do. They like to inhabit places were a traumatic event took place. This is called a territorial stronghold. Usually called hauntings. "Stronghold" Greek strong's fortress, or prison-fortified place. 2 Cor 10:3-5. Remember the story of the Gergesene Demoniacs in Matt 8:28-34. (Mark 5:1-20, Luke 8:26-39) If you’re not religious, you may want to read it. This territory had a stronghold of demons over it, not to mention one man (Personal stronghold-possession) who had a legion of demons in him. Mark 5:9. Jesus freed the man, and in so doing freed the territory of its stronghold/haunting. When the demons went into the swine, the demons did not like the swine, so they drown the swine, this also killed the pigs that the Pagan worshippers used to sacrifice to their God's and killed that business off as well. Jesus healed the land and killed the Pagan worshipping (they used the pigs to sacrifice for food for their god’s) business for a time. My point is, demons are Ghosts and dead people are not.
http://christianblogs.christianet.com/1138793779.htm
http://www.prodigalsonmagazine.com/walk/2006/03/can_demons_be_ghosts.php
http://www.spiritualcuriosity.com/curiosity/spirit_enc.htm

Answer 5

It depends on what you think is a ghost.

Whenever I am reminded of a person I once knew, or when I find myself dealing with a dead person, then these are forms of ghosts. You are being haunted by the person you once knew or who has died. If you have no guilt, then the ghost is a friendly reminder of someone you were friends with. It could also be a communication with someone who died and nobody would listen to.

To the extent that the definition of ghost is unclear, then my opinion on whether a badly defined theory is true or not is irrelevant.

I believe people are reminded of dead or alive people's id's. Each occurrence of the reminder, is a message from a ghost. With this definition I believe ghosts do exist.

Taking it one step further. For a ghost to exist, it has to think. For a ghost to think, it must therefore be alive. Dead people cannot think. (in my opinion). Therefore, ghosts exist and are alive. Dead ghosts do not exist, except in the memories of those who are reminded of them.

Answer 6

Ghosts r very real! in scotland in a place called dallmellington i went to the woods with my auntie and we came across a dolls house and it was all ruined and about 10 past 10 an old woman came towards me and my aunt we were petrified i can describe it but vividly, there i was and this woman was about in her late 60s and wore a white gown and came towards me and i passed out i dont remember anything at all after that all as i remember is that terriffing moment i dont dare go there ever again i am very scared.xx

Answer 7

I have had four encounters with ghosts. My first was when I was a very young child. I can not remember the experience but my mum recalls that she once heard me shouting go away go away when I was in bed. She shouted up to me to see what the noise was about and I told her that there was a lady on my bed and she wouldn't let me go to sleep. This lady had gone by the time my mum (walking very slowly as she was scared of what she would find) came up the stairs but days later I pointed out the lady in some family photos. She was my great great grandmother.

I was once returning to a friends house after a kids birthday party. We walked up the street and as we got to her front door, we both glimpsed someone walking round her bedroom wearing a red jumper and her bedroom light was on. My friend hated people being in her room and had a lock on her door so fearing her brother or mum had got in, ran up the stairs to find the light had been turned off and the door still locked. No one was in the house at all but when entering her bedroom, a red jumper was on the floor.

At the same friends house in the same room, my friend and I again both had an experience. I was stopping over the night and we had some glow in the dark tatoes so we sat in the dark showing them off. I then glanced what I can only discribe as a blurred hooded figure. I was terrified and my friend made me turn on the light. After the light was on, she also described seeing the same blurred hooded figure.

My last experience was a pleasant one. When I was a baby, my mum had a cat called Marmaduke. She was a beautiful marmalade colour, hence the name. When I was 16, Marmaduke had to be put down due to kidney failure. Six months after this, I was in my parents room looking for a pair of socks when I heard a cat bell behind me. Thinking it was one of our other cats I turned around to glimpse what I can only describe as a fuzzy marmalde colour blob on my mums pillow. As I approached, the blur darted off the other side of the bed and vanished but I knew instantly it was Marmaduke. My mum thought I was lying when I told her but a few weeks after my experience, she too saw her beloved cat, sitting on the exact spot we had buried her.

I do not have any logical explanations for my experiences other than to say I belive I genunially saw these things and belive them to be ghosts.

Answer 8

I believe in ghosts because when I was 4or 5 I saw a ghosts of a Victorian boy and girl and I saw them all the time and I spoke to them and my little sister saw a man reading the paper and he was a ghost

Answer 9

I believe in ghosts, I mean probably the thought of seeing people after they have passed away that I love, but I believe the stories too. I reckon most people say they do not believe in them because they are scared of the thought of seeing a dead person or the storiesyou are told about them.

Answer 10

Ghost are real.
When I was visting my uncle when I was about six, I awoke one night and saw a white fog hanging over my bed looking at me. I was not afraid or anything like that, I felt it was just normal.
The next day my uncle and mom were talking and my uncle said his brother died in that room and that ghost come back at night because they want their bed back. Yes then I was afraid and nervous, but did not tell anybody.
This happend in jamaica.