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About eight years ago I did something I always try very hard not to do: I lost a file on a possible upright canine case alleging there were werewolves roaming the sewers of Minot, North Dakota. I remember having been intrigued by the story and setting my printout of the report aside to investigate further. Much to my chagrin, it then disappeared. It had somehow slipped between two file folders, but I only just discovered that the other day while arranging my office after a recent move. I was delighted to find it, and decided it was about time I posted the short account in case someone else might know more.
I’d received the email February 24, 2008, from a man who claimed to be a law enforcement agent in North Dakota, and who wanted to stay anonymous for fear of affecting his…
When researching the Dogman phenomenon one frequently comes across other phenomena that seem to at the very least relate to similar creatures.
Are they connected?
Who can say?
There are those that hold a firm belief that neither phenomenon has anything to do with the others. There are those who believe they are intimately connected, and others who are more or less on the fence.
I’m not saying anything for sure at this point because how can you really say anything for certain about a creature observed occasionally and usually only for a few seconds at a time?
You can’t claim for sure that a Dogman is a Dogman at all times. You may want to though, as in our culture the concept of shape shifting has been pretty much eradicated from our mind by the holy science, but that would be a mistake.
I’m NOT saying Dogmen are transformed humans, I just think we can’t discount that they are a shape shifting something.
Take thunder. Back in the good old days of the Norsemen, thunder was thought to be created by the wild rockstar-like god Thor banging his hammer into things.
Eventually science came up with a perhaps more plausible explanation involving electrical discharges.
What we call shape shifting now may one day be able to be explained in a scientific way, but as of right now we have no idea how it works (if it does) and therefore ascribe it all kinds of occult qualities, or flat out deny it.
I’ve said it a thousand times it feels like- science has not peaked. It hasn’t learned everything there is to know, not by a long shot.
For example, we still have no clue what dark energy is, even though it is 68.3% of the makeup of the universe.
Today I’m going to talk about Dogman for a change 😛
About how Dogman has a big BUT. Not butt- but.
When I grew up I heard about werewolves from somewhere, and it began.
I believe I might have been 5-6 when I first started reading everything. Facts and fiction, anything.
Granted, during the first few years it was hard to get my hands on anything substantial, but it got better.
I’m a Scorpio, I don’t do anything by halves, and I’m lucky enough to have a brain that very rarely forgets anything I read.
One thing lead to another and there’s barely anything within the world of THE STRANGE that I haven’t studied at one time or another. Continue reading Dogman has a big BUT→
…is Latin and means “From the fury of the Northmen deliver us, O Lord”.
It was allegedly a litany of despair, a prayer said by every medieval church and monastery at the time of the viking raids.
This particular prayer has not been verified in exactly those words in any 9th century texts though, however an antiphony for churches dedicated to St. Vaast or St. Medard comes pretty close:
Summa pia gratia nostra conservando corpora et cutodita, de gente fera Normannica nos libera, quae nostra vastat, Deus, regna.
This means “Our supreme and holy Grace, protecting us and ours, deliver us, God, from the savage race of Northmen which lays waste our realms”.
Vikings. Known for brute force.
Vikings. How did they, in merely 300 years, manage to make such an impression on the world that a thousand years later we still talk about them?
Brute force alone does not make you successful for 300 years.
Vikings were also skilled, clever. They navigated across the sea all the way to America, they also went east, to Constantinople and many other places.
I would assume that in certain ways times have changed very little. A thousand years ago attention was surely given to the wrong-doers, as it is now. Vikings were travelers, explorers and merchants, but some were rogues and caused a heck of a lot of havoc and mayhem wherever they went. Naturally these rogue vikings were the ones people remembered.
Science doesn’t stand in one spot and points. Science leads.
We cannot refuse to go where science leads us, even if it’s to places we never thought we’d visit.
So many people claim that Bigfoot and Dogman and other cryptozoological beings cannot exist. They point to science as proof.
But science is no longer where it was when they were young.
Most people learn very little once they’re out of school, and when they point to science as proving the impossibility of these creature’s existence, they tend to refer to science as it was when they learned it.
When you talk about a multiverse, about parallel dimensions these people call it sci-fi, fantasies.
But it isn’t.
Reputed scientists are now more and more leaning towards the concept that we live in a multiverse. That parallel dimensions are right there, next to us, even though we may not be able to perceive them.
When science talks about parallel universes they mean real universes that exist in other dimensions.
At the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) in Geneva, Switzerland they are working on learning about these parallel universes right now. Continue reading Dimension Apprehension→
After posting The Skinwalker/ Fleshgait Connection parts 1 and 2, strange things began to happen here.
It started with just a feeling that something wasn’t right. Something was in the air. And it wasn’t good.
Then I heard noises.
Whenever I went to bed I could hear something scratching outside around my bedroom window.
I got up several times and sneaked to the window, yanked it open and looked outside. I wanted it to be a bird.
It was nothing. Not one time.
In fact, all the birds that normally hang around behind my house were gone for those few days this went on.
I felt under attack in a weird way. Like something was seizing me up, figuring out who I was, observing.
It felt intrusive, uncomfortable.
I’m not much for New Age stuff but some of it, like smudging, I do every now and then when things get a bit too close for comfort.
Sweden suffers from a distinct lack of cedar trees, which is commonly used in these practices, but I use bark of juniper because I feel it works for me.
So I smudged, halfheartedly the first time. The feeling remained.
The second night I smudged my derriere off. I guess I performed my own little ceremony, praying and smudging, wafting smoke into every nook and cranny of my home.
I also sprinkled the ashes on the windowsill and outside.
This time it worked. I felt much calmer, safer, and there were no more scratching outside my window after that.
A few days later I was talking to a friend of mine. I had told him about the weirdness and that it had stopped.
Then he told me about a strange thing that happened to him.
He’s a trucker, and on the night the feeling went away he had hit a deer.
But it was an unusual deer, he said. Something was off about the eyes. They didn’t reflect. And it stopped in the middle of the road, didn’t cross like normal deer.
So, what do we make of this? Is it just a coincidence?
Did the feeling go away because I burned the juniper or because he killed the source of it…
He has been around. If something was indeed watching it would have seen him.
But yes, most likely he just happened to hit a regular deer.
And it happened to be the same night as I was smudging up everything around me.
What scratched my window though I will probably never know…
I have previously mentioned a creature that I, for lack of a better word, refer to as the Fleshgait.
The problem in getting the actual existence of this creature through to the general public seems to lie in the “invented” cryptid The Rake.
The Rake was born on a 4chan message board in 2005 where users came together to create a “new” monster. What they came up with was:
Alright, this is for the people who like the three-eyes, no apparent mouth, pale skin one. Here’s what we’ve got so far: Humanoid, about six feet tall when standing, but usually crouches and walks on all fours. It has very pale skin. The face is blank. As in, no nose, no mouth. However, it has three solid green eyes, one in the middle of its forehead, and the other two on either side of its head, towards the back. Usually seen in front yards in suburban areas. Usually just watches the observer, but will stand up and attack if approached. When it attacks, a mouth opens up, as if a hinged skull that opens at the chin. Reveals many tiny, but dull teeth.Source
This creature, or at least something very similar, appears however to actually exist.
I’ve written about it in a post called New Cryptid on the Block and also mentioned it a few times, like in the post Masterless Tulpas. It seems to be pale- yellow- white, with not much in the way of facial features. It’s basically humanoid in shape, lanky, stands around 5-8 feet tall when upright but seems to prefer to crawl around on all fours.
Can move very fast.
Usually bald but sometimes with stringy hair.
Its forearms are longer than those of a human, as well as its lower legs.
It is said to be able to mimic human speech.
So what is this white wight? Is it people’s imagination after hearing about the Rake? Did the “creators” of the Rake tap into the collective consciousness of humanity and find a creature people were actually seeing?
Now don’t tell me that title is not making you a bit curious…
The banana is actually a berry, did you know that?
Just a piece of bonus information you can use to impress your friends, but no, this post isn’t really about bananas…
It’s about Dogmen/ Werewolves. Surprise! 😛
What I’m talking about is the more or less banana-shaped area stretching roughly from Saskatchewan, Canada through the Dakotas, Nebraska, Kansas and parts of Texas, down toward Mexico. An area with very little going on in terms of Dogman sightings.
When looking for information on the Windigo/Wendigo one is first informed that it is a creature from Algonquian lore, which is correct and straight forward.
After that one is given a mish-mash of mythology and peculiar descriptions of a creature who is pretty much impossible to make heads or tails of:
It’s a cannibal.
It’s a spirit of the North with a heart of ice and taller than the pine trees.
It’s a half man, half caribou creature.
It’s an evil spirit, emaciated, pale, crawling on all fours.
Can it really be all those things?
Could it be that The Algonquian peoples, who once inhabited most of Eastern and Middle Canada, as well as parts of the Eastern and Middle US, actually had several legends describing several creatures?
Could it be that through the years and generations, bits have been added, others forgotten?
Could it maybe even be that this Windigo has been taking on traits of other mythological beings as the lines between legends have been blurred by time?
To address the cannibalistic trait one must first remember that to be a cannibal one has to eat ones own species. A man-eating lion is not a cannibal. A lion-eating lion would be.
For the Windigo to be cannibalistic, in the sense that it eats humans, it would have to be human in the first place.
Cannibalism was an enormous taboo with the Algonquian peoples, yet the cold and the lack of food would sometimes drive people to these hideous acts.
The only way to make sense of something so senseless would then be if they were affected by an unclean, evil spirit.
Nowadays we call it Windigo psychosis. The insatiable desire to consume human flesh, even when other food is available. Continue reading Windigo→