The Precambrians
It was in June 1985 that this story really begins. I was separated from my first wife and sharing a house in Dublin with four builders. My partner and friend, John Heaney and I were walking across an open space to our workshop when a page from a newspaper blew across the courtyard and landed at our feet.
John looked startled as he bent down to pick it up. It had a picture of his uncle and a statement about him being taken into care and later released.
The Newspaper was about two years old. Johns uncle was mentally ill and had made it impossible for John’s wife to cope. They had bought a new house and left johns two uncles to live in his original house, rent-free.
John told me that he had a feeling that his uncle was dead but could not bring himself to go back to the house. He asked me to do a Tarot reading to see if he had passed and I agreed to do it that evening. We 'shut up shop' early and I went back to my house with the newspaper to try and find out what I could. Rushing to finish it before the others came home, - I simply laid the paper on the table and spread the cards without putting up any protection or grounding myself.
I did the reading and was certain that Johns uncle had passed when the room began to go completely dark, - even though there were several hours of daylight left. There was a horrible atmosphere and it took all my strength to push the darkness away and cleanse the room. Johns uncle had passed. But it was not his spirit which had tried to overpower me. He was a harmless gent who collected rubbish and brought it home. We later cleared the house and it took weeks to remove all the rubbish which filled every room.
That night, as I drifted off to sleep a face, appeared in front of me and startled me. It was almost black and more outline than solid. It appeared every night for about a month until a friend who was an exorcist stopped by for a cuppa one evening after a group meeting. He saw the entity immediately and asked me about it. I explained that I had been unable to banish it and he promised to help. He removed the entity, but it followed him home and he said. Later. That it had taken three months to get rid of it.
Then in 2016, Bill sent me a picture of some bubbles and asked me if I wanted to do haikus and poetry to photographs. I agreed, and we posted a few, but then I became unwell and we shelved the project for almost 2 years. Then recently, Bill and Michael sent me the files to create a photographic journal. Bill was becoming convinced that something or someone was playing tricks with them as the bubbles were morphing into incredible shapes and odd events were happening. I got a shock when I recognised the face in the picture as the entity which had haunted me so many years ago.
Producing the book became a nightmare with files constantly shrinking or disappearing. It took a ridiculous number of attempts to finish the project. The files were far above the DPI needed for Kindle, but they were suddenly too small to use, so I have shelved the Kindle version until I can fix it.
There is something strange happening, but I must leave to the readers to decide what it is. All I can guarantee is that you will be mystified and intrigued by the photographic evidence and astounded by the beauty of many of the images.
Patrick W Kavanagh
19/04/2018
The Newspaper was about two years old. Johns uncle was mentally ill and had made it impossible for John’s wife to cope. They had bought a new house and left johns two uncles to live in his original house, rent-free.
John told me that he had a feeling that his uncle was dead but could not bring himself to go back to the house. He asked me to do a Tarot reading to see if he had passed and I agreed to do it that evening. We 'shut up shop' early and I went back to my house with the newspaper to try and find out what I could. Rushing to finish it before the others came home, - I simply laid the paper on the table and spread the cards without putting up any protection or grounding myself.
I did the reading and was certain that Johns uncle had passed when the room began to go completely dark, - even though there were several hours of daylight left. There was a horrible atmosphere and it took all my strength to push the darkness away and cleanse the room. Johns uncle had passed. But it was not his spirit which had tried to overpower me. He was a harmless gent who collected rubbish and brought it home. We later cleared the house and it took weeks to remove all the rubbish which filled every room.
That night, as I drifted off to sleep a face, appeared in front of me and startled me. It was almost black and more outline than solid. It appeared every night for about a month until a friend who was an exorcist stopped by for a cuppa one evening after a group meeting. He saw the entity immediately and asked me about it. I explained that I had been unable to banish it and he promised to help. He removed the entity, but it followed him home and he said. Later. That it had taken three months to get rid of it.
Then in 2016, Bill sent me a picture of some bubbles and asked me if I wanted to do haikus and poetry to photographs. I agreed, and we posted a few, but then I became unwell and we shelved the project for almost 2 years. Then recently, Bill and Michael sent me the files to create a photographic journal. Bill was becoming convinced that something or someone was playing tricks with them as the bubbles were morphing into incredible shapes and odd events were happening. I got a shock when I recognised the face in the picture as the entity which had haunted me so many years ago.
Producing the book became a nightmare with files constantly shrinking or disappearing. It took a ridiculous number of attempts to finish the project. The files were far above the DPI needed for Kindle, but they were suddenly too small to use, so I have shelved the Kindle version until I can fix it.
There is something strange happening, but I must leave to the readers to decide what it is. All I can guarantee is that you will be mystified and intrigued by the photographic evidence and astounded by the beauty of many of the images.
Patrick W Kavanagh
19/04/2018
New evidence has emerged and the photo-journal is now published on Amazon!
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