tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15414408629940726742024-02-20T20:33:15.721-08:00Mothman Flutterings Mothman John A. Keel cryptids Fortean Charles Fort Andrew Colvin Mothy Mothra Spring Heeled Jack Mad Gasser Garuda black ops curses Native American Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.comBlogger138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-11257475787878100302023-09-26T12:51:00.005-07:002023-09-26T12:51:57.585-07:00A Tiny Mothman on the Telephone Moment<p> </p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVauCeOdE4x3VIuGyFv0rLs2rEKmbwDiyXB9K8-i2W4vGEDEg8jAFDftDq6_zFDtk91FxW_1czIE1lTciitLgQFhZFCUNDnH_mIItskuCXZgAs_hxoQs9Ccu_4oVK722KBq2e9_4t__rzeN9nqZuNiIdgNBca6EyNTK6QELHI3X8aou2aAKHq_8Ix2nig/s1280/oldphone.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="853" data-original-width="1280" height="164" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVauCeOdE4x3VIuGyFv0rLs2rEKmbwDiyXB9K8-i2W4vGEDEg8jAFDftDq6_zFDtk91FxW_1czIE1lTciitLgQFhZFCUNDnH_mIItskuCXZgAs_hxoQs9Ccu_4oVK722KBq2e9_4t__rzeN9nqZuNiIdgNBca6EyNTK6QELHI3X8aou2aAKHq_8Ix2nig/w246-h164/oldphone.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p>Just a silly weird little thing this morning. Phone rang (land line) we were in the other room. I said, joking around "It's Mothman calling." (I am such a Fortean nerd.) We always wait for the voice mail to answer before we pick it up. Two rings, then, the weirdest buzzing/thumping electronic noises. Sounds we've never heard before on the line. Then, it hung up.</p><p>Another day in Weird Land.</p><p>(Several years ago I wrote<a href="https://www.scribd.com/document/76978272/Mothman-on-the-Telephone#download" target="_blank"> <i>Mothman on the Telephone;</i> it's on Scribd.</a>)<br /></p>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-62876313690078712642023-09-18T21:50:00.003-07:002023-09-18T21:50:21.730-07:00Mothman: Demonic vs. Positive, Spirits and More<p><br /><br />Working on raising my vibration and developing my psychic medium abilities. Communicating with spirit -- with non-human entities, animals, supernatural beings -- all the while being very aware of not inviting in negative energies. <br /><br />Also, Mothman. I’ve never encountered Mothman but intuitively have felt that this being is, at best, neutral, and probably positive. Not the negative evil demon type creature many believe. Some witnesses have encountered a winged humanoid being that is scary and evil and have called it Mothman. I don’t think those are the same entity. <br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmm9CncWCVuTtwpDYIAmc9L7E9m4icbEmtthmbuyZMqAIqn0nn3XRLs2u2ZNZc2_xtZI5rcKJrZmNMVmF5OTMlaz9tHxa8YDqSqfcuBHg9onY24qNW10taDnpKjwqr7jyT-35CFMrcWk4shgzxbNjqORXZB5cBYYG3xv3OHdtVdLOjGJWtqCls8XFg-U/s376/Mothman%20graphic%20for%20book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="336" data-original-width="376" height="286" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCmm9CncWCVuTtwpDYIAmc9L7E9m4icbEmtthmbuyZMqAIqn0nn3XRLs2u2ZNZc2_xtZI5rcKJrZmNMVmF5OTMlaz9tHxa8YDqSqfcuBHg9onY24qNW10taDnpKjwqr7jyT-35CFMrcWk4shgzxbNjqORXZB5cBYYG3xv3OHdtVdLOjGJWtqCls8XFg-U/s320/Mothman%20graphic%20for%20book.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mothman</i>, pencil, Regan Lee<br /></div><div><p><br />On FB yesterday Andy Colvin (<i>Mothman’s Photographer</i>, etc.) posted a couple of pages from Nick Redfern’s new book on Mothman;<i> Mothman and Other Flying Monsters: Nuclear Nightmares and Armageddon.</i><br /><br />I haven’t yet read Nick’s book (just bought the Kindle version) but reading those two pages had me wondering why Redfern went in that direction. The title implies negative omens of a very near post apocalyptic future.</p><p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HluNT_ERrD-vJn_XJwIsAewlKKU-b5rVxWo3aRqGbkeczr7pj7lRdIHaIt2pJtGiCnp7R3QBBp0GSot8MK8HBRvCcjcNFSc4Wa3MeGq_8W7Cdxn-o3dT4sgeZ8Y51ot9448041nFGT4sXcDpmZ0lNlOT8TzKD3kH37CfgfcViMQhlfp0j0Gzd0EZKAE/s554/redfernmothman.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="554" data-original-width="354" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1HluNT_ERrD-vJn_XJwIsAewlKKU-b5rVxWo3aRqGbkeczr7pj7lRdIHaIt2pJtGiCnp7R3QBBp0GSot8MK8HBRvCcjcNFSc4Wa3MeGq_8W7Cdxn-o3dT4sgeZ8Y51ot9448041nFGT4sXcDpmZ0lNlOT8TzKD3kH37CfgfcViMQhlfp0j0Gzd0EZKAE/s320/redfernmothman.jpg" width="204" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p><p> I also listened to the last half hour of his interview on Coast to Coast last night with George Knapp. All about doom, gloom, nuclear devastation, end of the world -- JHC, what is going on in people’s heads?<br /><br />Then I dreamt:<br /><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><i><span></span></i></p><a name='more'></a><i><span><!--more--></span></i><p></p><blockquote><p style="text-align: left;"><i>I have a little furry creature friend. Sort of like a ferret, a kitten, a fox. Suddenly, it turns on me and is both beating me up and raping me. I am screaming my head off, fighting it but it is too strong. I wonder why no one is coming to help me. I feel something bite the back of my neck. Some invisible thing. The creature is on top of me, something behind me bites my neck. I try to call 911 but the phone is dead. Finally, it stops and I go out into the other room, My mother (who is deceased) is there. I yell at her, “Why didn’t you help me?!” She smirks and says “I thought you were having great sex, as usual, you wanton thing.” I ask her why she thinks that when I’m yelling “Help!” and “Rape!” Then she says she’s the one who bit my neck. I am so angry! She is very proud of herself for biting my neck.<br /><br />I leave and now I’m on a farm, inside a barn. I’m watching someone doing something, not sure what, but I am uncomfortable. This ferret-fox-kitten creature is lurking around. Things are about to get bad. Then about five or six women appear. They whisk me out of there and we run over open ground. Something is chasing us. I can barely keep up but they help me. We run up a hill that is made of white glass or crystal beads. It’s easy though, surprisingly. The people or things chasing us can’t make it up the hill. We come down the other side; the glass beads are soft, makes it easy for us. Something about the beads repels the others. Only these women, and myself because I’m with them, can navigate this hill of crystal beads. </i></p></blockquote><p> </p><p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cax10FyR0sVfa4ddOJuHRzCvJf9J913jsImq1ubTnX-0kO8DLGG3R296mARkIJQrKZ9NstmI6s4p641T2tX-AnAnaAAwel42SnZFJ88hTDENSQsWf_HaFiIGdOlXbjLYNw5Yu4EMQFtBBGWd2OHbw5TdxkX7FSlGcDbicSfewUR7cOXpXTgQnoXluoM/s720/pic.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="720" data-original-width="524" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3cax10FyR0sVfa4ddOJuHRzCvJf9J913jsImq1ubTnX-0kO8DLGG3R296mARkIJQrKZ9NstmI6s4p641T2tX-AnAnaAAwel42SnZFJ88hTDENSQsWf_HaFiIGdOlXbjLYNw5Yu4EMQFtBBGWd2OHbw5TdxkX7FSlGcDbicSfewUR7cOXpXTgQnoXluoM/s320/pic.jpg" width="233" /></a></div><br /> <p></p><blockquote><p><br /><i>We come down the hill and it’s a lovely landscape. The women tell me that I’m safe now, and that I will always be safe because, no matter where I am they will be there watching and protecting me.</i></p></blockquote><p><i></i><br /><br />This morning, I check my Facebook and the first ad that pops up is for a course in developing psychic and mediumnistic skills.<br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></p></div>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-20833802668277915492022-12-25T12:22:00.003-08:002022-12-25T12:22:29.104-08:00Mothy Talking Board<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGtJ--MNJSfO2LuM9ndo3kfEsUX8_tUdCcpujITv0fgbs1lbyTJ7LamVdBx0cBpM__AIIpI2AOx8_jRNHQbMgCvVrYFqhp10QxXgJFgaDkk4SQsq8F4pFwshJUBB3NIOzpFiJlC6fcN60i4Ac3Sr2rs-Ec-0jPupM4zueTubPaSMDfeFjEnMK-1Fb/s794/mothy%20talking%20board.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="596" data-original-width="794" height="385" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiLGtJ--MNJSfO2LuM9ndo3kfEsUX8_tUdCcpujITv0fgbs1lbyTJ7LamVdBx0cBpM__AIIpI2AOx8_jRNHQbMgCvVrYFqhp10QxXgJFgaDkk4SQsq8F4pFwshJUBB3NIOzpFiJlC6fcN60i4Ac3Sr2rs-Ec-0jPupM4zueTubPaSMDfeFjEnMK-1Fb/w479-h385/mothy%20talking%20board.jpg" width="479" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I like the vintage look of this talking/spirit/ouija board. I haven't used a talking board since the 1970s. Where, the spirits told me, I was a nun in the late 1800s who left the order, disgusted with the bullshit, and ran around the Wild West preaching my own spin on things metaphysical. Made sense to me. </div><p></p>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-33115936370192846582022-11-15T13:46:00.001-08:002022-11-15T13:46:06.615-08:00It's Mothman Day<p> Today is the 56th anniversary of the first reported Mothman sighting. <span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); color: #050505; font-family: system-ui, -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, ".SFNSText-Regular", sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"> </span></p>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-5005530568321807482022-11-08T20:42:00.005-08:002022-11-08T20:42:38.877-08:00A Mothy Sketch<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrc6YoNfHq2tplbn6sspuooEOWCjg-8JyqcdbIL-bAJkHk2uUcl10VhbVtnImCp-u_vgdayOcw6LtzIwxixPLcF4HoLaHZ_cTj4KjOXruRhl3fUvytgBLLzv6TAb43ovFlYC0YnvQIvtSqy6uKqqbISFDceOeFHuFPZEOL2QV_AQR8BM1Wr1UGExuj/s376/Mothman%20graphic%20for%20book.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="336" data-original-width="376" height="351" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrc6YoNfHq2tplbn6sspuooEOWCjg-8JyqcdbIL-bAJkHk2uUcl10VhbVtnImCp-u_vgdayOcw6LtzIwxixPLcF4HoLaHZ_cTj4KjOXruRhl3fUvytgBLLzv6TAb43ovFlYC0YnvQIvtSqy6uKqqbISFDceOeFHuFPZEOL2QV_AQR8BM1Wr1UGExuj/w475-h351/Mothman%20graphic%20for%20book.jpg" width="475" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><i>Mothman</i>, computer enhanced pencil sketch, Regan Lee</div> <p></p><p><br /></p><p><br /></p><p>Or, an owl? Are they what they seem? Of course they aren't.</p>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-71626027363564257872022-10-13T18:09:00.006-07:002022-10-13T18:09:51.164-07:00Why Does Paranormal Research Ignore Andy Colvin?<p> </p><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">My copy of John A. Keel’s <i>Carnival of the Mind,</i> edited by Andrew Colvin, just arrived. </span></p><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><br /></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlY6gVWgvZkbEyZqQ2C9OIIIHjxJYdlXyDyzNoPXVCqJ1MGSLJdX8VRUz_3oH4HR9OLhCOWJ-StxNqtA49kNYYL3mcV34bpB0FGnP40BkuUqW9O7oKC7SF3hTyQlpIPog-DT2cclHJ0SlF-bBcjwcUFpKGeg2ovEoszNlAI-94kxyJG6W2Uqerthia/s1500/carnivalmind.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1500" data-original-width="1000" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjlY6gVWgvZkbEyZqQ2C9OIIIHjxJYdlXyDyzNoPXVCqJ1MGSLJdX8VRUz_3oH4HR9OLhCOWJ-StxNqtA49kNYYL3mcV34bpB0FGnP40BkuUqW9O7oKC7SF3hTyQlpIPog-DT2cclHJ0SlF-bBcjwcUFpKGeg2ovEoszNlAI-94kxyJG6W2Uqerthia/s320/carnivalmind.jpg" width="213" /></a></div><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /><p></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><blockquote><i>“Global geopolitics is a hall of mirrors, just as ufology is a carnival of the mind.” - Andrew B. Colvin, in John Keel’s </i>Carnival of the Mind.</blockquote><i></i><p></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><i></i></span><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">And the two; geopolitics and ufology, go together. Anyone who doesn’t think so is naive. The same is true of all paranormal topics; or rather, the paranormal itself. Including Mothman. </span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">The other night, watching a paranormal show (forget which one) on Mothman. Mothman is one of my favorite paranormal subjects. As usual, while watching the program, I wondered at the conspicuous absence of Andrew Colvin, author of<i> Return of the Prophecies of Mothman, The Mothman’s Photographer lll, Mothman Speaks,</i> among others. </span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;">Colvin is rarely, if ever, quoted or featured on programs about Mothman. I have long found this odd. I realize producers have their own agendas, their own slant they want to put on subjects (my limited experience has been dismal. What thieving bastards they be!) Anyway, instead of speculating on why Andy Colvin is ignored, I asked him if he’d mind sharing his thoughts. And he did. Andrew Colvin gave me permission to quote him. </span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><blockquote><i>This is absolutely a thing. I think it goes back to the original Mothman events, which do have a national security element. This is why they harassed Keel and tried to distract him with the Long Island stuff. And they have done the same to me. The spooks put out the word, and keep it off the airwaves. Now what Loren did was write that position paper years ago, declaring Mothman as part of cryptozoology, and this is took it out of the realm of ufology. His buddy Clark said nothing. Basically Coleman and Clark put Mothman in a ghetto and "privished" it. Coleman has been on my tail for 20 years now, trying to make me out as crazy. He just got me kicked off the Keel FB group earlier this year. I am writing an intro about all this for the new Keel coming, The Big Bamboozle, so it is fresh in my mind. You can see a similar intro for the one that recently came out, </i>Carnival of the Mind. </blockquote><p></p><blockquote><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: white; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><i style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505;">The starting point for this was recent discussion I had regarding why ufology has totally abandoned Mothman. None of the ufologists know about it, or care about it, even though it was the biggest flap in history.</i></p></blockquote>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span></p><blockquote><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><i>The cryptozoologists have "owned" Mothman for around 15 years, and they have done zilch to forward any understanding of it. The ufologists would perhaps do a better job of it, if they weren't being told to avoid it. Loren's Mothman Death Curse - his ridiculous notion that a large owl could put spells on people - really sank the credibility of Mothman as a research venue. Some were scared away, while others scoffed and walked away.</i></span></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(28, 30, 33); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><i><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></i></p>
<p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(5, 5, 5); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #050505; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"><i>Plus, his Chicago Mothman scam really put the nail in the coffin for the time being. But Mothman will rise again. (Andrew Colvin)</i></span></p></blockquote><p>Speaking of Loren Coleman, I realize he has a good reputation and has contributed a lot. I have several of his books. But he does have a smarmy attitude. Years ago, the golden age of Yahoo groups, I had a group called Paranormal Bigfoot. Or something close to that. Wait, I think it was called Bigfoot Mavericks. So long ago! Coleman emails me to tell me I "should know better" than to promote a paranormal theory in context of Bigfoot, and that he "expected better of me." I'm paraphrasing but that's the gist. The point is, not to dismantle Coleman (as if I could) but to point out that there are many in the field of the weird that will not, do not want, and will expend a lot of energy putting the kibosh on paranormal and, dare I say it? Spiritual speculations. On those, I hesitate because I get annoyed with Space Brother love and violent rays of awareness crap. That's not all there is to the spirit realm however. There's Space Brother Spirit Lite, and the real stuff.</p><p>But I'm getting off on tangents here. <br /></p><p style="-webkit-text-stroke-color: rgb(28, 30, 33); -webkit-text-stroke-width: initial; color: #1c1e21; font-family: "Helvetica Neue"; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: normal; line-height: normal; margin: 0px; min-height: 17px;"><span style="font-kerning: none;"></span><br /></p>
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I used my sketch of Mothman in this collage.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQruJcqPQwR2jaWQyVRib4TQBcrcGnpfGFrjEbEGuv7GLjpm4Dr4tALu4I2istr1g1UhDWSUvyO3wfbDDHAwLllK_my3ZRfPIl6I0wmGFvyrhJR7Gk0ozNw5ICXqsef10JXyp9_W91mw/s522/moth.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="522" data-original-width="329" height="620" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijQruJcqPQwR2jaWQyVRib4TQBcrcGnpfGFrjEbEGuv7GLjpm4Dr4tALu4I2istr1g1UhDWSUvyO3wfbDDHAwLllK_my3ZRfPIl6I0wmGFvyrhJR7Gk0ozNw5ICXqsef10JXyp9_W91mw/w395-h620/moth.jpg" width="395" /></a></div><br /><p style="text-align: center;">"Moth" mixed media collage on 5 by 7 index card, Regan Lee 2021</p><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;">This is the second paranormal themed card I've done. I did one of a praying mantis - <a href="https://orangeorb.blogspot.com/2021/06/mantis.html" target="_blank">it's posted at my Orange Orb blog. </a></p><p style="text-align: left;">This has inspired me to do a series of cards based on UFOs, cryptids and otherwise mysterious things.</p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p><p style="text-align: left;"><br /></p>regan leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12584429731343353937noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-34210937934605832842021-02-03T14:16:00.001-08:002021-02-03T14:16:29.564-08:00Childhood Memory: Giant Eagle-Bird Creature<p>Not Mothman exactly. But a memory of something that happened when I was very young involving a giant bird that covered the opening in the roof. A winged, bird like creature. A <a href="https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Garuda" target="_blank">Garuda?</a> Mothman researcher and writer Andy Colvin has mentioned the Garuda figure (a mythological bird creature, eagle like, in Buddhism) in the context of Mothman. </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left;"> </span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO8EqJN6N4Y86XvrcdBivyYkEdjfPadTIQetcnZKFcJ_CBgU1UbhB9RW3ThmuM43ItvkRIgJeqgnebUUWSCmxTFBgsj7oXN0Yue5MNdh3gxt32TQmt4vzagL8ZXFp9hoZ5Gw9tORpbKvQF/s544/giant+bird-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="339" data-original-width="544" height="449" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO8EqJN6N4Y86XvrcdBivyYkEdjfPadTIQetcnZKFcJ_CBgU1UbhB9RW3ThmuM43ItvkRIgJeqgnebUUWSCmxTFBgsj7oXN0Yue5MNdh3gxt32TQmt4vzagL8ZXFp9hoZ5Gw9tORpbKvQF/w589-h449/giant+bird-1.jpg" width="589" /></a></div><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><blockquote style="border: none; margin: 0 0 0 40px; padding: 0px;"><p style="text-align: center;"> <i style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">Childhood Memory: Giant Eagle-Bird</i><span style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;">, oil pastel on paper, Regan Lee 2021</span></p></blockquote></blockquote><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;">Memory. Logic tells us, me, it was "just a dream" of course. But I remember this as real<i>.</i> <i>It really happened.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>I was four? In my bed, no covers. Right in the middle of the bed, spread eagled. (no pun intended.) I was, as usual, waiting for "them." I knew when they would come -- whoever they were. Or, whatever they were.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>The only thing I remember in the bedroom was the bed -- no covers -- with me on it, right in the middle of the bed, no covers, and waiting. The ceiling opened up. Slid open, like the panels in the roof of an observatory. </i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>I wasn't scared, but, I was in awe. I knew I was safe, but also, that this was important. Meanwhile, my father and mother and grandmother were standing in the bedroom doorway (no door) surrounded by yellow light. They could not come in. Not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't. They are being held back by some kind of force. Something was keeping them from entering.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>Meanwhile, the ceiling. Open. Only sky. Night time sky, beautiful brilliant stars. And a huge bird, with a wingspan to immense it almost covered the entire sky. Wing tip to wing tip across the bedroom roof.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>And I was waiting for it. Him, her, I don't know. I don't think it was either. Or, it was both. But I knew "it' would come, and take me.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i>And I was not afraid. I was in awe. I was amazed. I was happy "they" were back. But, not scared.</i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><i><br /></i></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;">I never had a bedroom that was stark -- meaning, just the bed in the middle of the room. And I don't remember having siblings at the time. I am the oldest, so I was at most, six. But I know I was younger. I remember it being the Corning Street house (in L.A.) so, no siblings yet. </div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;"><br /></div><div style="font-family: Georgia, Utopia, "Palatino Linotype", Palatino, serif; font-size: 13px;">Also, strange my father would be there. My parents were divorced at that time and I don't remember him being around that much then. My grandmother however, did stay with us.</div><br class="Apple-interchange-newline" />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-35225120428232747352021-01-04T10:45:00.001-08:002021-01-04T10:45:06.341-08:00"Nope"<p> On 6 Degrees of John Keel, Kendra Maurer writes about an experience she had as a teenager while on a school camping trip in <a href="https://6degreesofjohnkeel.com/blog/the-wandering-canoe" target="_blank">The Wandering Canoe.</a> She references Mothman, though the post isn't about Mothman, and the excellent <i>Where the Footprints End. </i></p>Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-60703791055170240422021-01-01T13:07:00.006-08:002021-01-01T13:07:57.825-08:00HAPPY NEW YEAR! <p> With all our hopeful energy assuming 2021<i> has</i> to be better, maybe it will be.</p><p><br /></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1d2kRzw0gffVEwrI-fQfENl60LmbVw9TEH-Xgt4mD0MJ9LUeRwDdASUzIJx8AnFluf4HKjRDSsm34vHTxpy_dnhMzCYN8ncexqsETvUG9oCjoLEWyQb2olaABQCWQ-nuN8eRvbBeam1U/s736/New+Year+Bug.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="552" data-original-width="736" height="462" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEif1d2kRzw0gffVEwrI-fQfENl60LmbVw9TEH-Xgt4mD0MJ9LUeRwDdASUzIJx8AnFluf4HKjRDSsm34vHTxpy_dnhMzCYN8ncexqsETvUG9oCjoLEWyQb2olaABQCWQ-nuN8eRvbBeam1U/w626-h462/New+Year+Bug.jpg" width="626" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-51326496648247750962020-12-25T15:56:00.003-08:002020-12-25T15:56:18.687-08:00Mothman Abstract<p> On my blog The Orange Orb you can see some of art work, also on Facebook. I bought myself a set of Neocolor crayons -- they are great to play with! Experimenting with abstract creations, and wanting to do a Mothman piece, I came up with this. Just a sketch, ideas, and getting used to the materials. Hopefully I will create a Mothman inspired piece soon.</p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU3Intx2BvAFQV5rhyphenhyphen4UemGumGKJ6bdCEDjY9914Q_eTlEfmYTCuqzbeuPqa6GgEboQJH4vXd5xkwCfQnCjKKyhcZ4oLC4u2rDXqI5DIG5SQWTNi8rF_Wy_usDHOFw08kGEZ2ShTx7woo3/s572/mothmanabstract.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="572" data-original-width="373" height="469" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiU3Intx2BvAFQV5rhyphenhyphen4UemGumGKJ6bdCEDjY9914Q_eTlEfmYTCuqzbeuPqa6GgEboQJH4vXd5xkwCfQnCjKKyhcZ4oLC4u2rDXqI5DIG5SQWTNi8rF_Wy_usDHOFw08kGEZ2ShTx7woo3/w357-h469/mothmanabstract.jpg" width="357" /></a></div><br /><p><br /></p>Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-79244527566520976942020-01-08T17:20:00.001-08:002020-01-08T17:20:30.949-08:00Colvin: Flying Saucer to the Center of Your Mind<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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My copy of Andrew Colvin's book arrived today. Excited to start reading it. And, I admit I am not being humble, surprised and pleased to read that my name was included in his acknowledgements.<br />
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I have my pens, highlighters and sticky notes at the ready! (I am a nerd.).Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-69881829792975456862020-01-07T18:26:00.000-08:002020-01-07T18:26:30.166-08:00Mothman Threads . . .Haven't been blogging much lately -- down with pneumonia these past weeks. Mostly on my Orange Orb blog on Wordpress. Other than that, not much.<br />
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Seems Mothman is seemingly appearing elsewhere. Chicago, for one.<br />
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As mentioned in <i>Hellier,</i> I just ordered Andrew Colvin's book about John Keel: <i>Flying Saucer to the Center of Your Mind.</i> Should arrive tomorrow!<br />
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Always intrigued by the dreaming mind.<br />
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I'm visiting a parent of one of the elementary students to discuss what's going on in the school. Although, this parent seems more like the grandmother, closer to my age.<br />
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<i><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I'm in her living room, and instead of talking about her kid, she shows me her library. She is so happy and proud! She has four books, all written by Thor something (don't recall the last name) and they're all about Mothman. Thick, heavy hardcover books. One of the things so special about the books, she tells me, is that many of the pages are folded into threes, and you have to pull them out very carefully. Also -- and this is very important -- refold them in a specific way. This mother/grandparent (Margaret something) tells me we've all been folding pages into thirds the wrong way. </span></i> </blockquote>
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<i><span style="font-family: "courier new" , "courier" , monospace;">I am very impressed, and a little disappointed in myself that I've never heard of this Thor person. I tell her it's serendipity that we've met, and tell her about myself. She doesn't seem impressed however, in fact, she steps back a little. I feel like she thinks I'm bragging. I wasn't, just very excited to meet a fellow Mothman paranormal Fortean nerd, like myself. So I encourage her and tell her how impressed I am with her library and I'd like to meet with her to talk about these things. But she doesn't seem to want to do that.</span></i></blockquote>
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Thor? Mothman? Three folds? Seems like that should mean something!Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-49927898783609161182018-08-02T12:24:00.002-07:002018-08-02T12:26:00.752-07:00Mothman, Parachutes, and More . . .Lots of links to Mothy news, thanks to<a href="http://anomalist.com/" target="_blank"> The Anomalist</a>.<br />
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We have Nick Redfern on the "parachute" explanation:<br />
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<a href="https://mysteriousuniverse.org/2018/07/mothman-were-parachutes-and-jet-packs-responsible/">Mothman: Were Parachutes and Jet Packs Responsible? | Mysterious Universe</a> (Nick Redfern)<br />
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Scroll down in same section at <i>The Anomalist</i> for more links related to Mothman.<br />
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Related to Redfern's parachute article, in 2014 <a href="http://mothmanflutteringstwo.blogspot.com/2014/01/mothman-mystery-solved-so-not.html" target="_blank">I commented on <i>Soldier of Fortune's </i>article on parachutes mistaken for Mothman.</a> As I wrote back then, "yeah, right."Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-7526169126206330772018-03-16T18:29:00.001-07:002018-03-16T18:29:45.019-07:00Gory Disturbing Dream After Reading About Winged Humanoid<table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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Still reading Lon Strickler's <i>Mothman Dynasty.</i> I had put it aside for awhile --- not because it wasn't good, but just very busy -- and picked it up again two nights ago.<br />
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Last night, after having spent a couple of hours reading, I had a horrible, creepy dream. Warning: graphic and violent.<br />
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The dream had nothing at all to do with Bat-Man, Winged Humanoids, or Mothman. But the reason I find the dream interesting (if not disturbing) is because, in many witness accounts of encountering this winged humanoid/Mothman, they report having violent, disturbing dreams after seeing the creature.<br />
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I also find it interesting that this dream had nothing to do with me. It was one of those dreams that have you go "Where did <i>that</i> come from?!" It didn't make sense; I wasn't upset about anything or feeling ill. In fact, I was having a lovely time on the Oregon coast; a few days of relaxation.<br />
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I'm in a movie theater, watching a Hitchcock film. (The movie isn't any actual Hitchcock film; but in the dream, it was, and in black and white.) It's the ending of the film; a mother and daughter coming down stairs, with a man behind them. (A sort of Glenn Ford type.) The mother and daughter are both young; the daughter, in her twenties, and the mother could pass for her sister. The movie is sort of a comedy, but also a mystery. Some kind of twist at the end.</span> </blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Now I'm watching the remake, made in color. I end up at the set, but it turns out to be reality. I follow the young woman into the set, which is a large warehouse. The 'director' is there. Naked women are stretched out on huge wooden wheels.</span> <span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">Of course, the 'set' turns out to be this psycho's domain.</span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">The women are all young, and silent. Tied to the wheels with ropes. The director tells them he is going to torture them, but of course, he goes on, it's not real. But it<i> is </i>real! </span> </blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">I am terrified. I don't know what to do. The man cranks the wheel, lowering it into a meat grinder, where the woman's leg is ground, then he brings the wheel back up. </span> <span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">He inserts a large nail into the side of the woman's head. </span></blockquote>
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<span style="font-family: Georgia, Times New Roman, serif;">His plan is to do this to all the women, slowly torturing them, before the big ending. Which is to place the women on huge crucifixes, with ropes, then nail their hands and feet into the wood. </span><span style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"> I am horrified but don't know what to do. How do I save the women? How do I remain safe?</span></blockquote>
Again, this obviously doesn't have anything to do with winged humanoids. But I do find it strange I had this nightmare after reading Strickler's book.<br />
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<br />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-35888859995142783262018-03-04T14:42:00.001-08:002018-03-04T14:42:20.902-08:00Book FindSt. Vincent de Paul's had a 50% off book sale today. I found this, and other UFO and cryptid books, score!<br />
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This edition is selling around $160.00 on ebay. I think I'll hang onto this for awhile -- I do have a paperback edition of course. But this vintage edition is too nice to sell right now. I like having it around.<br />
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It's in very nice condition.<br />
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<br />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-12509267266158524782017-12-26T16:22:00.001-08:002017-12-26T16:22:24.513-08:00Mothman Finally Arrived!<br />
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<br />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-71628128447841708352017-12-23T15:19:00.000-08:002017-12-23T15:19:10.244-08:00Mom on MothmanThinking about my mother, who passed away last Febraury. Here is a bit from a piece I wrote in 2011 for Tim Binnall's site at my Trickster's Realm column over there about a conversation my mom and I had about Mothman:<br />
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It's late at night, I hear the ocean rumbling outside the bedroom window. I'm visiting my eighty-four year old mother who lives on the coast. We just had an interesting conversation about Mothman.<br />
I brought along Andrew Colvin's new book <i>Mothman Speaks</i> to show mom; (hey mom, I'm quoted on the back of the book and inside!) and she asks me a series of questions about Mothman: just who is he, or what is it, isn't it a series on TV, -- "no mom" -- "Oh, that must have been something else."<br />
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I tell her what I can about Mothman, including Colvin's relationship with Mothman and his research, his spiritual or philosophical views on Buddhism and Eastern beliefs, which my mother shares in some ways. I tell her of my own interest in Mothman, even though I've never had a Mothman sighting of my own. (<i>Mom on Mothman,</i> Binnall of America, 2-8-11) <a href="http://binnallofamerica.com/" target="_blank">Read the rest here.</a></blockquote>
Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-54330180369896434692017-12-19T10:18:00.002-08:002017-12-19T10:18:20.368-08:00Loren Coleman on 'Evil' Mothman<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Loren Coleman was a guest on last night's episode of Coast to Coast, promoting his new book <i>Mothman; Evil Incarnate</i>. The title sums up Coleman's gloom and doom dark side of the veil perceptions of Mothman. I didn't hear Coleman give credit to Lon Strickler of <a href="http://www.phantomsandmonsters.com/" target="_blank">Phantoms and Monsters,</a> who has been delving into the Chicago Mothman sightings, or Mothman author and experiencer Andrew Colvin. I've ordered Lon's book, but am reluctant to with Coleman's, though, in the spirit of research, I should.<br />
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<br />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-90661926167358307482017-12-13T18:30:00.001-08:002017-12-13T18:30:33.768-08:00'Mothman: Evil Incarnate' Loren Coleman's Latest<a href="http://othersidepodcast.com/blog/2017/12/12/174-mothman-evil-incarnate-loren-coleman/">174 - Mothman: Evil Incarnate with Loren Coleman - See You On The Other Sid</a>e<br /><br />
Above link takes you to audio and text concerning Coleman's opinions on what Mothman is. Andy Colvin, I am sure, is not pleased.<br /><br />
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Interesting how some view Mothman as a negative, 'evil' force, while others go beyond such simplistic interpretations.Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-25759714653728553892017-10-28T17:48:00.001-07:002017-10-28T17:48:07.842-07:00Phantoms and Monsters: Pulse of the ParanormalAnother item about Mothman on Lon Strickler's blog Phantoms and Monsters. The excerpt below is from an event experienced back in 1971:<br /><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><a href="http://www.phantomsandmonsters.com/2017/10/weekend-2-cents-mothman-in-my-bedroom.html#.WfTAFeM3fF0.facebook">Phantoms and Monsters: Pulse of the Paranormal</a>: One night he had duty and I was home alone in bed around 3 am in the morning. I woke up suddenly and saw a black figure standing at the bottom of my bed. It was 8 or 9 feet tall and had huge big black wings and red eyes. I closed my eyes and opened them again and it had moved closer to me on the right side of my bed...I couldn’t scream.</blockquote>Note the 3 a.m. time -- that is an hour that crops up frequently during UFO, ghostly and other anomalous episodes.Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-44034053235648949452017-10-01T10:52:00.002-07:002017-10-01T10:52:14.935-07:00Moth MondayI like it: Moth Monday. I know it's not Monday; was going to post this last Monday, but had trouble with uploading images. So now we're prepared and can get ready for Moth Monday. Of which there's no such thing, officially,but a friend on FB posted an image of the Rosy Maple Moth and joked "it's moth Monday!" So I decided to make it a thing. Moth Monday! Every Monday? Last Monday of the month? Or just during fall? Hmm. Regardless, here are two pictures of beautiful moths.<br />
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<br />Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1541440862994072674.post-34737565656829469722017-09-25T18:30:00.001-07:002017-09-25T18:30:44.116-07:00Chicago's Current Mothman Flap "A Warning," Says Expert | Mysterious UniverseGoogle "Mothman Chicago" or some such, and a lot of links appear. The recent and numerous sightings in Illinois, including the Chicago area, have given us mothy Forteans a lot to chase after. Here's a piece from M J Banias at Mysterious Universe. The article is from back in June of this year:<br /><br />
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<div><br /></div><i>Playboy </i>has a piece by Dan Sheehan on the Mothman sightings in Chicago. Lon Strickler is cited. <br /><br />
<blockquote class="tr_bq"><a href="http://www.playboy.com/articles/mothman-sightings-chicago">Hunting for the Mothman in Chicago | Playboy</a>: I’m typically a very cautious person, but at this point I was determined to see something, and so against the will of several signs in the area, I walked into the woods. Immediately, I was confronted with the idea that this may not have been a smart idea. My iPhone, as my only source of light, wasn’t so much guiding the way as it was lighting everything like a deleted scene from <i>The Blair Witch Project</i>. After walking for a bit, I was startled by the sudden appearance of two college-aged guys who, I assumed from various odor-based context clues, were in the woods to smoke pot. As unassuming as they were, I was put on edge by the sudden reminder that a large forest preserve at night doesn’t necessarily have to be empty. I was suddenly acutely aware of the fact that I had just chosen on a whim to walk into the woods at night to search for a large mythical beast . . . (Dan Sheehan; <i>Playboy</i>)</blockquote>Regan Leehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13786586311631698822noreply@blogger.com0