On quicksilver
In the realm of arcana and all that is catawampus — those many disturbances and mysteries so prevalent in our time — there continue to be matters at that far kicking-edge of the periphery (what some might prefer to call imagination; still others, spiritual awareness; others the “lunatic fringe”).
The supernatural and natural, the bleeding of the otherworldly into the real, a melding, are not always easily differentiated, nor is the sane from what is fantasy.
They are so elusive — things like ghosts and lights in the sky and the supposed creatures of cryptozoology — that there is virtually no documentation.
Such is the case with “UFOs,” which several U.S. presidents believed existed and which even Hillary Clinton has addressed of late and which were recently the subject of old case logs released by the Central Intelligence Agency — which despite its drones and spy cams and night vision and satellites is not able to explain in at least a number of instances.
Quicksilver. There is no physical evidence. Perhaps then the phenomena, when not concocted, is more non-physical than physical.
In at least many cases (see Indian spiritual lights, or Ezekiel) they may have a spiritual element.
They can be in the night sky above a city — seen by hundreds, in some cases thousands — or in the way of a graveyard “orb” photographed by a single straggling cemetery visitor.
If at all spiritual, are lights in the sky (“orbs”) and attendant phenomena an intersection of dimensions that can inform or deceive, that can offer good or evil, depending on origin? (At LaSalette, in France, the Blessed Mother arrived in an oval of light.)
Here is an orb photographed inside an old church in the UK.
Doesn’t seem like outer spacemen.
As recounted by Yahoo a few weeks back (3/14/16): “Shocking footage has emerged of a ‘ghost-like’ white object hovering inside a ‘haunted’ ancient cathedral sending ‘ghost-hunters’ into a paranormal feeding-frenzy. Father-of-two Paul Jackson, 46, managed to capture the strange apparition quickly ‘float’ from one side of the cathedral to the other.” The demonic? The deceased?
Most recently, strange formations of lights have reappeared above Arizona — long known for such sightings (and also for Indian burial mounds). “It’s the dead of night and you are driving through rural Scotland when suddenly this strange object appears out of nowhere making a noise like ‘a thousand Hoovers.’ Pretty scary, right? Well, John Macdonald says that is exactly what happened to him and he’s convinced it is a UFO,” starts an article in a UK tabloid.
It’s not just the stuff of tabloids, though it is certainly their lot; rashes of sightings in places like Upstate New York have warranted reports in “no-nonsense” publications such as The New York Times (see: Greenbush).
But let’s stay on this issue of noise (a thousand Hoovers, which one takes to mean vacuum cleaners): It brings to mind the otherworldly sounds many claim to have heard and recorded around the globe, “alien”-type noise that alternately seems to be coming from deep in the earth or from the sky or both, sometimes like the wail of a shofar (sometimes as a simple loud and recurring whine, echo, or rumble).
“I strongly suspect those sounds are coming from ionic layer disturbances created by now intensified weather modification weaponization experiments and by the Americans, Chinese and Russians,” wrote one viewer a while ago. “To me, that is the only thing that makes sense.”
Or is it electromagnetism from disruptions on the sun, radio emissions, collisions with nitrogen, vibrating our ionosphere (and also causing those northern lights, which continue to come into prominence)?
Or something totally beyond physical?
Is the unreal real? Or vice-versa? Let the philosophers decide. You hear this constantly, and around the world: booms, shakings, rumblings.
Adds a a website dedicated to such sound, “So when you don’t have quakes or volcanoes around, then probable causes are regional thunderstorms, tsunami-like waves breaking off-shore, explosive offshore methane bursts, disintegrating meteors, or if you are in the desert some booming sand dunes.”
But don’t forget, says the site, “that when the earth moves and pulls apart in stretch zones, loud booms are created by the air above the areas slapping together.
Most of the mystery booms and rumblings are the result of a tearing or stretch planet. So I would advise people living along stretch zones to keep a close check on their homes and the sinking ground around.”
It seems nearly to reflect societal agitation!
The earth groans, as in labor. Take it from Romans 8:22: “For we know that the whole creation groans and suffers the pains of childbirth together until now.”
The sounds of late: East Coast:
“Long Island Residents Call 911 to Report Mystery ‘Boom’ Sounds,” says an NBC affiliate there. “Suffolk police said they received numerous calls from residents in Lindenhurst, Copiague, Babylon and West Islip just after 6 p.m. Resident Samantha Collins of Lindenhurst told NBC 4 New York she was sitting on the couch watching TV when ‘the whole house started shaking.'”
In a video-audio clip below is the sound of the northern lights and it seems too high-pitched and squealing for what is so widely reported.
They also can be claps and crackles and muffled bangs and sputtering sounds.
It doesn’t seem like what is being described in many cases.
In Canada, a whining near a building under construction seemed simply the wind (a giant chime).
Reported the Pennsylvania media last January: “At least 10 calls were made to 911 dispatchers between 4:50 p.m. and 5:10 p.m. Saturday around York County with people reporting what sounded like a loud explosion, York County 911 said. But fire crews — sent to the North Codorus Township and Spring Grove Borough area — did not find anything, dispatchers said.”
“Frostquakes”?
If so, why not to this degree in previous decades?
New Jersey. Ontario. Panama City, Florida (which isn’t supposed to have earthquakes).
The exhalations become stertorous.
Is it geophysical? Is a government or are governments (plural) doing stuff way below the surface, or in the ocean, or up there in the sky (see the new test grounds in Nevada known as Area 6), that we don’t know about? We guess, among other things, that there may be a profound shift in the core of the earth or a movement of tectonic plates that are gathering tension and as such are portentous. Overall: signs of the times.
Sometimes it’s just sonic booms. Sometimes — perhaps, just perhaps — booms and rumblings with a supernatural undercurrent.
It is plain strange out there, and not just because of all the data that caterwauls, that besieges, that cascades across the internet: Something is transpiring.
We may find out one day soon. There is a disturbance, a consternation, at that seam where meets the material and immaterial.
A mysterious sound we prefer comes from Philip T. Nachazel of Ceda, Michigan, who writes:
“After my very first retreat at Marytown, in Libertyville, Illinois, I was moved to spend a couple of hours in thanksgiving prayer at a beautiful Carmelite Shrine called Holy Hill in Wisconsin,” writes Philip T. Nachazel of Ceda, Michigan. “I lived twenty eight miles away from this property.
“After an unusually long recitation of the Holy Rosary, an hour and fifteen minutes long, I stood up from the kneeler and exited the side chapel to sit in the main chapel for Adoration. While I was thanking God for the great weekend retreat at Marytown, a beautiful soft singing started to enter in. I turned my back to locate the source, nothing.
“When the singing stopped I rushed downstairs to the gift shop and inquired as to the music and singing that I had been listening to. They informed me that no choir’s nor practices of any kind were taking place that Monday morning. No music was being sent through the speaker systems. One twenty-two-year volunteer smiled at me and explained that she had known of four privileged souls who heard the angels sing. ‘Now I’ve meet the fifth one,’ she said as I began to cry.
“[Franciscan friars] oversee Marytown and they suggested that when praying the Rosary slow it down and contemplate each and every word. I did exactly that on that wonderful Monday morning. Eyes closed and fully engulfed in the mysteries, I prayed ever so slowly. I wondered if my thanksgiving prayers were returned moments later with the sweetest song from above.”
His is the sound we seek; here is the Light in the sky — His Light — that is forever real.
[resources: Retreat, Michael Brown in San Francisco, October 29, 2016]
[See also: strange sounds near building in Canada explained and Defining mysticism]