Tuesday, September 30, 2014

Recent Resurrections and the Zombie Apocalypse



In the past few weeks there have been 2 disturbing stories about people who  were declared dead rising from the grave...so to speak.  First there was the report that 2 Ebola patients from Africa rose from the grave, this first came to public awareness in this allAfrica news article:



Then just this week we hear another story from greece where a woman was buried only for people at the funeral to hear the woman screaming inside the burial vault, and there was an attempt to rescue her, but she had died of asphyxiation before they could get her out of the ground.


So what is going on here? Is a zombie apocalypse drawing nigh?

Throughout history physicians have made mistakes and patients have been prematurely pronounced dead. You still hear about it once in a while in modern times, when someone 'awakes' in the morgue. But it became so rampant and such a fear that in the 17th and 18th centuries many people were buried with what was essentially a premature burial alarm system.
If the person buried would regain consciousness, they would pull the cable  and the bell would ring.
Can you imagine walking in a cemetery only to hear those bells ring? But according to various accounts, some were actually rescued by this system.

Today with our modern technology, a misdiagnosis of death is quite rare, but it still happens. Usually the patient's recovery is a short lived one. They awake in the morgue or embalmers table and are rushed to the Emergency Room at a local hospital, only to die soon after. The illness was mortal, but the doctors a bit premature. 

So Zombie Apocalypse? Naw. But then again you never know!
Someone call Norman Reedus!
Until Next Time,
Pastor Swope

Friday, September 12, 2014

The Beast in the Dark



In the summer of 1986, the time between my sophomore and junior year at Nyack College, I went on a summer long missionary assignment to West Africa.

It was an exciting time; we travelled through the jungle and bush land to get to the missionary compound in Burkina Faso. The culture was in the throes of change, pro Khadafy militants had just seized the capital the year before and the country was full of militants with guns. Even the children had guns! I remember well our driver giving a ride to a girl of 8 or 9 who wielded an AK-47 very nonchalantly as it bounced up and down with the barrel pointed toward my head as we made our way down the pot hole littered dirt road in the wilderness. Yes, these were exciting times indeed!

But however chilling the civil turmoil was at the time, the real off putting situations in which I found myself in that summer were in the realm of the supernatural.

I've talked about some of them before, most notably the encounter with a cryptid worshiped as a god of fertility by locals around Banfora. But most of my time in Burkina Faso was on the road, going from remote town to remote town to preach, sing and show a movie on the life of Christ. We would pull into a small remote town on the savanna which was home to a mere handful of mud brick buildings in the afternoon and by evening the entire area was filled with thousands of people. They had come from miles around just to see a movie and hear songs songs and a message. In the evening, after the show, we often had a wide array of hosts who gave us a place to sleep overnight. Some were indigenous church leaders, fellow missionaries and relief workers.

It was one evening after a large gathering in a remote village that I had a very odd and disturbing encounter at a relief worker’s home.

The relief worker welcomed us into his small home. He was in the deep savannah to help with agricultural and modern infrastructures for the many small villages in the area. In this remote location, the well water was infested with parasites. The outhouses were crawling with flying cockroaches that were a half foot long. And the house itself was small, there was only one bedroom. So with a group of our size, one person had to sleep outside and I volunteered. There were rumors of bands of robbers that traversed the scant forested areas that appeared hodge podge over the countryside. While they rarely came close to these remote villages, I was told to take my bush knife with me as I made my bed atop our aged and battered Land Rover.  
The village was located on the edge of one of the sparse wooded areas, where most of the trees were cultivated bananas of various height. The dirt road where the aid worker resided contained six to eight mud brick buildings and a few concrete block houses. The wide road was one of two in the village and it was on the main north-south highway that connected the larger towns to the south with the capital to the north. The only electricity in the area came from our generators which lay within the Rover that I slept upon, so the street was pitch black.

The darkness that you encountered at night in Africa is different than the darkness which you encounter during nights in most American cities. Often in America the light pollution dulls the brilliance of the night sky; but in Africa with there not being a light for almost a hundred miles, the skies are alive.

I was lying back enjoying the view of the cosmos before me when I heard something move at the end of the street. Lying flat, I tilted my head in the direction of the noise and in the pitch black I saw movement. It was something BIG. A large black shape meandered through the street, heading slowly in my direction. I froze in fear as I realized this massive shape moved on four legs, with a pronounced pelvic swing as it moved. If I was in North America, I would have sworn that it was a bear that was moving through that deserted evening street in darkest Africa. But it was Africa, and there were no such native creatures as this for hundreds of miles. Lions once roamed the savanna territory, but the last one to be seen in the area was over a hundred years before this. Whatever it was, it made its way to the parked Rover and began to circle the vehicle. I barely heard a thing, but I saw the shadow pace around the vehicle for a tense minute or two. I had slowly pulled my bush blade out of its sheath, expecting whatever animal it was to suddenly jump in attack. But it never did. Whatever it was finally walked away and I heard the occasional ruffle slowly recede behind me.

What was it I encountered that hot summer in Africa decades ago?

Was it a straying lion, roaming back into ancestral territory? Physically, that could be the only explanation. However, there were old missionary stories of shaman who could shape shift and prowl the savanna at night. Many had claimed to see a shaman transform into a giant snake or jungle cat. Or could it have been a territorial spirit, taking a shape to inspire fear? I had heard many stories as such while in the area as well. Or maybe it was the specter of a long lost pride of lions who had roamed the area for millennia until climate change had turned their lush jungle into a dry desert borderland.


I will never know, but I am glad it went away. I had never prayed so hard in my life.

Until Next Time,
Pastor Swope

Wednesday, April 23, 2014

Slenderman at MUFON


I will be speaking on Slenderman and my new theory of "Psychoparousia" at this weekend's MUFON Conference in Erie Pennsylvania. Come by and say hello!


Ghostly Speedster Spotted at South American Sport Stadium!


I think it is The Flash exiting the game to meet up with the rest of The Justice League.

Saturday, April 19, 2014

Is that Nessie? Or a BIG Fish?

Amateur Cryptozoologists scouring Loch Ness Apple's map software have found an interesting image of a giant creature in the fabled  Loch.
Here is the details from The Daily Mail:
http://www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2607667/Is-THIS-Loch-Ness-Monster-Apples-Maps-satellite-image-Nessie.html


Thursday, April 3, 2014

Join me Saturday at the Butler, Pa Paranormal Convention


I will be speaking on Slenderman and why some people can perceive paranormal activity while others do not, mixed in with theories of Quantum Physics!

UPDATE: due to illness, I will have to skip this convention. I encourage everyone to go, this is a great event!!

Tuesday, April 1, 2014

Animals Fleeing Yellowstone Park Sense Upcoming Earthquake? Or Volcanic Eruption?


Recent sightings of animals fleeing Yellowstone have many wondering if the animals are fleeing because of a possible upcoming eruption of the Yellowstone Super Volcano. Read about it here on The Epoch Times: http://www.theepochtimes.com/n3/593833-yellowstone-volcano-eruption-in-2014-some-believe-animals-are-fleeing-park-see-it-as-an-alert/

The last major eruption of Yellowstone was 2.1 million years ago and the resulting ash blanketed the entire western United States from Idaho to Texas and as far west as California. Such an eruption now would kill millions and probably destroy civilization as we now know it. With all the earthquakes happening on the West Coast, it makes one wonder....