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Hey /x/,

I live in Albania. Not the tourist part, the real part. The old part. I work near the coast, lot of history here, lot of concrete too. You know, the bunkers. So many bunkers. Everywhere you look, concrete eggs on the hills. My job is boring, so I walk. I walk a lot. Explore the forgotten places.

One day, I was in an old bunker, one of those big ones near the sea, you know, meant for army. It was raining, very grey day. Inside, it was damp, smelled like old metal and earth. I had my phone, just listening to music, trying to forget the rain. Then, my radio app, it just… changed. It found a station. No name, no announcer. Just a sound.

It was on 432 Hz. I know this frequency, some people say it's special. This sound… it was not music. It was like a low hum, very deep, like the earth breathing. Then, parts of old songs, like from the old times, but warped, like underwater. And whispers. Always whispers. In Albanian, I think, but so broken, so fast, I can't understand. Like secrets they try to bury.

I started going back, trying to find it again. It was hard. Signal was weak. Sometimes it was clear in one bunker, then gone in the next. But I started noticing things. When the signal was strong, the air felt… different. Heavy. And I saw things. Or I thought I saw. Shadows moving in the concrete tunnels. Shapes in the fog outside.

I started recording. I have hours of this. The hum, the warped songs, the whispers. And the other sounds. Sometimes, a sharp crack, like a rifle shot, but distant. Or a clang, like metal on metal. Once, I heard what sounded like a voice, clear for a second, saying numbers. Just numbers. And then back to the whispers.

I tried to find the source. I followed the signal. It led me to more bunkers, to abandoned army bases, to old watchtowers on the cliffs. It felt like the island itself was speaking through this frequency. Like the history of this place – the ancient tribes, the Ottoman times, the communists, all of it – it was trapped in the air.

Yesterday, I was in a very remote place, high in the mountains, near some old ruins. The signal was so strong, it was almost painful. The hum was like a giant engine. The whispers were everywhere. And then I heard it. Clearer than ever. A sequence of sounds. Not words, but like a code. And it felt… like it was calling me.

I don't know what it is. Is it some old military signal they forgot to turn off? Is it… something else? The old stories say these mountains have spirits. Or maybe it's just the weight of all the years, all the secrets, trapped in the concrete and the earth.

I keep going back. I have to know. I'm posting some of my recordings here. Maybe someone else has heard this. Maybe someone knows what it means.

It's not just static. It's… something else.

ALIEN & UFO VIDEOS.zip 3.2 GB Download

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any lucid dreamers found success using blue lotus or mugwort?

The Action Bible- God's Redemptive Story - Sergio Cariello 477 MB Download
 
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If you had a doctor friend, they'd tell you this is EBA (Epidermolysis Bullosa Acquisita). It's a disease that almost never heals by itself—there are zero recorded cases of spontaneous remission, especially without medical intervention. But then, how do you explain these two photos?

Have you ever wondered if there is actual physical evidence of consciousness affecting matter?

I found this while looking for a flower image for a website; as far as I know, JPEG files were created to be lightweight, not heavy.

Have you heard of GOLF RUMORS? It is a pretty interesting phrase. The mention of it can get threads 404'd on 4chan. It's pretty nebulous what the term actually refers to, however. It's true meaning seems to be scrubbed from the internet and all that is left is water muddying. What do you know about GOLF RUMORS?

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The Clock Reality

>  >A ritual for entering temporal trance and perceiving hidden layers of time behind time

Requirements:
> A quiet room with minimal light.
> One analog clock— do not use digital.
> Candle 
> A small object to represent yourself coin, stone, figurine.
> sand 

Step 1 steps for the player 
> Place the clock where you can see it clearly.
> Draw a circle with chalk around yourself and the clock. The clock must sit exactly at the center.
> Sit facing the clock. Light the candle.
> Place your self object on the clock.
> For exactly 45 seconds , stare at the clock NO blinking if possible.
> During this time, do not speak or move — even a small twitch counts as breaking the ritual.

Step 2 
> player Whisper their full name and the current hour (e.g. [player’s name], 23:17) three times.
> Then, open their eyes and look at the clock again.
> The ritual space may feel stretched distances will appear longer, time slower.
> Now we need observer. The player sits cross-legged inside the circle closing eyes. The observer kneels outside.
> observer whispers repeatedly:
“Second hand, minute hand, hour hand. Spin for me. Spin for me.” in a low monotone, no breaks, until the player begins to feel dizzy or detached. 
> player see colors waving and then clock, large clock. Observer SaY „do you see the clock? Does it move?” If not just repeat from the 2 point to 6
> Observer slowly picks the self object upside down and put sand on it, whispering “Turn the sands. Turn reality.” 

Step 3 
> After 1-2  minutes, the player should feel time dilating minutes may stretch into hours, the ground may feel like rocks or sand. But they cannot open eyes 
> The observer should whisper „put the clock down, turn the time off. The time doesn’t exist. The humanity doesn’t need it, it’s just a lie to control us” then wait for 30 seconds in silence and ask the player if they see anything 
> If the player sees empty grass field with the multiple clocks on the sky waving or old fashioned room covered in clocks, reality is starting to fracture, player should not touch anything that isn’t a clock. 
> Observer needs to say “you step through the hour that is not yours.” And guide them on the new reality. Ask them questions, make them go to see different clocks (remember: they can’t touch anything that is not a clock) 
> BUT If the player sees their own room but with things changed in places when they weren't, covered by clocks instead of field or regular clock room. They must leave. the observer should move them straight to step 4


Step 4 Returning
> observer blow out the candle and tell player to  count backward from 60 to 1. <60,59,58….
> The clock reality is slowly fading and player gains consciousness. When finished, player may open eyes. They cannot stand until the observer confirms that the time returned
> If the player finished counting and still sees the clock reality and cannot open their eyes the ritual has failed. Time may have stopped for them. They are not able to wake up

Warnings
This ritual is not a game in the normal sense. It manipulates perception of time and self.
Disorientation, anxiety, and mild hallucinations are normal.
Some participants report hearing hundreds of ticking clocks in their heads for days.
Never attempt alone. Solo attempts are rumored to trap consciousness between seconds.
If you see blank clocks  or your own room, exit immediately, some have never returned.

Hey, anons. Hope you're doing well.
Have you heard of Danny Vogwill's Survivor/Allen Hall Big Brother games? Well, only 3 seasons (of their Survivor) are on YouTube.
I know this is far fetched, but I was wondering if ANYONE can find ANY missing seasons/videos? If you need any direction, go to Danny's Instagram page (@dannyvogwill). Good luck!