Vampire Truth

Our culture delights in tales of the Vampire; that suave, powerful creature that preys on the blood of mere mortals for its sustenance. But no one has ever dragged a blood drinking, immortal “Count Dracula” wanna-be into the light for proof so this creature continues to thrive in myth and storytelling. But behind all good tales there lies a grain or two of truth and herein we expose the vampires amongst us.

First let us dispel the classic form. Through misunderstanding of disease and only recently studied aspects of the physics of decomposition have scientists been able to adequately explain the cause of some of these myths. There are conditions of humidity, airtightness and makeup of human bodies that have been shown to slow down and sometimes even suspend the decomposition process. However, when these preserved bodies are exhumed; brought into the sunlight as it were, the reintroduction of fresh air has disrupted that balance and the decay sets in, sometimes at accelerated speeds.

The pathology of comas are even now not entirely understood but sometimes research doctors have studied people who’s life signs have dropped so low that it requires advanced technological devices to see that they ARE still corporeal. So it is no wonder that people in the past would be horrified when someone “dead” would suddenly rise up again.

Nosferatu

Since the first recorded instances of vampires; coming from the Sumerians who five thousand years ago wrote of the “ekimmu” the “evil gust of wind” that drains the life force, people have tried to determine what comprises vampirism. Today, research has shown that there is truly a vampiric force at work in the world. Any scientist will tell you that all life is comprised of energy and it is this energy that is the target of transference by what has come to be known as the “psychic vampire”.

No, the psychic vampire is not a demonic revenant; it is a much more frightening phenomena in that they are living, mortal humans. They are the individuals who’s life force, the “pranic energy” which emanates from all living things, has gotten out of balance or has been depleted.

Under normal circumstances, we each create and use this energy to propel us through our lives. It is usually a balanced flow from creating it with the energy absorbed from food and air and used through the muscle and mental activities we perform. There is a normal fluctuation in the energy flow. When fatigue toxins build up in our bodies we feel “tired”. After a rest, so these toxins can be removed by the blood, we will feel “refreshed”.

The psychic vampire is a person in whom this flow is perpetually imbalanced and therefore they boost their own levels by contact with other people and “absorb” that energy for themselves. You will most likely recognize the signs of psychic vampires. They are the individuals who need constant attention, sympathy, or reaffirmation of their worth. They are the often belligerent people we meet who demand they be noticed and obeyed; the ones who waste our time being made to give them our attention or else.

To their credit, this phenomena is not usually a conscious process. They feel weak and run down and for some reason talking to or being around other people makes them feel better, for a while. Without realizing it, they create a psychic vortex around themselves that draws life energy towards them. Meanwhile, those who have been in balance find themselves increasingly “drained” of energy and can find themselves “exhausted” after dealing with these people.

The main defense against this type of parasitic attachment is to recognize the symptoms and try to avoid these people. Keep a clear mental shield up in your thoughts that they cannot absorb you and make sure to hang up the phone when you are through, no matter how hard they try to keep you on the line and sucking you dry.

Vampires Amongst Us Contributed by Wm Douglas & Simone Mefford and Copyright © 2007 VampireTruth.com all rights reserved. No part of this story may be used without permission.

HISTORICAL BACKGROUND:

Vlad Tepes

Transylvania was a region where the Hungarian king allowed German people to settle down in the 11th century. In the 15th century, when Dracula was born, Transylvania was one of the richest regions of Europe, which made it one of the main goals of the Turkish invasions. 

Vlad’s father, which was the first one to be called “Dracula”, was a warlord, who was set on the throne of the Wallach country (in the south of Transylvania) by Hungarian and Transylvanian rulers, after he swore to protect Christian regions against Turkish Invasions. But he was beaten, and his two sons, Vlad and Raul, were taken to Turkey to force their father to cooperate and send large amounts of silver to Turkey each month.

While Raul became a friend of the Sultan, Vlad used the time to study the Turkish language, Turkish torture methods and Turkish strategy. After his father’s death the two sons could return to Transylvania, Vlad took his father’s place and refused to cooperate with the Sultan. He chose the Danube as a border the Turkish army shall not cross and founded today’s Romanian capital Bucharest as a strategic base.

In his three reigns, he became known as a cruel, but genius warlord, and he remained victorious until he was killed in a battle against his own brother Raul.

THE NAME:

In his lifetime, Dracula was known as Vlad Tepes, where Tepes means “The Impaler”. It was always said that “Dracula” comes from “The Dragon Order”, whose members, like his father, swore to defend the Christian world against Islam, especially the Turkish Invasions. But if you look at any Romanian source or ask local people, you get another answer: “dracul”, in the Romanian language, originally means “the devil” – therefore, Vlad the cruel impaler gave it a whole new meaning.

THE BLOODTHIRSTY:

Vlad Tepes Bran Castle

Vlad was known for his cruelty. There are paintings of him, having lunch while enjoying to see people die on the sticks. It was said that after a great battle there was a whole forest of sticks with impaled Turkish soldiers, which made the Sultan withdraw in horror, although he had the better chances to win the war.

There are also stories about Vlad killing children and drinking their blood in front of their parents. Also, cooking people and solving the poverty problem by burning hundreds of poor in a locked off building.

But, today Vlad Tepes is seen as a Romanian hero. For it was said that he was the only ruler who managed to control the country. It was said that there was a lonely spring in the middle of a forest, where he laid a golden cup so that all wanderers could drink, and that it wasn’t stolen during his whole reign. Although he used cruel methods, it was said that he had a great sense of justice.

HIS DEATH, THE MYTH:

One legend says that Dracula dressed himself as a Turkish soldier to spy on the Turkish troops, and, by accident, was killed by his own soldiers. Raul took his head to Turkey, while his body was buried on a small island in a lake. After that, it was said that paranormal things happened round that lake. For example, once a group of prisoners crossed the bridge to the island, every one tied to his next, when the bridge broke down – none of them survived.

This information about Count Dracula and Vlad Tepes was provided to us by Irmi Meister, who was actually born in Transylvania.

In 1987 in September  in Saskatoon Sask I went looking for my 11 yr old son Matthew and my 5 year old grandson Q, and their friend Chris also 11. I had been just sitting in my bedroom listening to bluegrass music alone when  at about 6 pm I had the urge to get the boys, something was wrong. I got my 50 lb terrier, brown and white dog, on a lead and looked around outside.

I went to Victoria Park just a block away. I had told the boys to stay away from the river. As me and the dog crested the hill in the park towards the river there were the boys, playing around, with a couple who looked strange. Both were Indian people; a man of about 30 and a girl of about 17 and both looked very pale even for Indians. The girl was skinny with waist long black hair, she looked like a street person, the man wasn’t as thin but he also looked like a street person. The girl wore tight jeans and a t-shirt of white, the man shirt and pants and shoes, the girl had shoes on.

As I came upon the group Jenny, the two year old dog’s, hair stood up and she looked scared and did not want to go near the group. Usually Jenny just loved Matt. As I watched I saw the girl bending over my son like she was trying to kiss his neck. I flipped out and yelled at her, ‘get away from my son pervert… before I call the cops’. Her and the guy left. It was a cloudy day and the sun was starting to set.

I got the boys home, fed them, they got there bath, and went to bed by 10pm. I went to listen to music. At around midnight I went to check on the boys. The bedroom window was open and all three were gone. They had gotten on to the back roof by the window, got on the small shed roof and got down to the ground, I was mad as hell… so I went outside and listened for the boys. Sure enough I heard  them laughing from the park. I broke off a switch from a bush, I was going to tan a few hides.

I took my two dogs with me to the park, Jenny and a small poodle cross kibbles a black little 5 lb dog, neither on a lead. I again found the boys in the park again the Indian girl was trying to kiss Matt’s neck. I ran her off and told the boys to get home. They ran up the hill. The dogs took one look at the girl and fled in terror with their tails between their legs. I was yelling at that girl calling her a pervert etc. under a street light in the park. She kept backing away from me. Then she rose up in the air about 12 or 14 feet. A fog was around her a bit,she glared at me and hissed. That’s when I said, ‘you’re not a pervert you’re a vampire,’ I was so mad I said you come back here I will stake you myself. She hissed and covered her eyes. Her fangs were like a large house cat’s. She just glared down at me hissed and vanished into the night. I never saw her again.

My son doesn’t realize to this day I saved his life. He doesn’t believe in ghosts etc. and today he is very well known here at his job. I couldn’t figure out what protected me in 1983. I got so depressed I tried to cut my wrists. Jesus himself came to me to stop me and he left a blessing on me in the shape of a light in the form of a cross, only evil can see. A few mediums have commented on it. I cant see it but I was told this after the 1987 vampire happening.

I have not related this story to any one… but after a person sees the evil they’re never the same. The boys never saw the girl go up in the air they were running home.

Written by Jewel Shadden, Copyright 2009

I believe Vampires are as much different from each other as you are from I. Vampires are perceived by many (me included) to drink blood in order to survive, and that maybe a similarity in which all Vampires share just like how you and I must eat and drink. But think about if it wasn’t just blood they craved?

About 3 years ago in Fresno, California, I was attending a funeral with my father and brother and in our culture, it lasts 3 days.  It is said in our culture that the body has 3 spirits that when you die, one stays behind at the spot where you died, one ascends to the gods to be judged, and the final one guards the body at all times.

On the first day of the funeral the spirit is said to roam the funeral home, drawing out its boundaries, securing the body from spiritual and physical harm. It is said that the second day is when the spirit is allowed to freely roam the world, away from the body if it so chooses. This day was the night my brother and I saw what we came to conclude as a Vampire.

My brother and I sat a fair distance from the coffin, able to see the weeping families standing over the coffin.  When the families stepped away from the coffin to sit, a  man no different from anyone else in the room stood and approached the coffin. At first it seemed as though the man was showing his share of sorrow placing his hands on the coffin and looking straight down at the body. Moments later, however, he started to fidget with the body almost as if to take something from it. My brother and I noticed his awkward movements but weren’t sure if it was something preplanned so we sat and watched. A funeral attendant happened to see the man and called for him to stop. Several people ran towards the individual which at that point turned to hiss at the rest of us with two small fang-like teeth. He quickly turned towards an exit door and fled leaving nothing behind but the small amount of blood-stains on the door.

Never had I ever seen anything like that before and, to this day my brother and I both, still debate among ourselves whether or not it was reality or just something our minds created in light of the situation.

In addition, we both spoke to many elders about this incident in which we received information regarding Vampires that attend funerals in order to steal the hearts of the recently deceased. Interestingly it would seem that the Vampire struck on the day in which the spirit who guards the body leaves it.

Written by Sao Xiong, Copyright 2009

Some babies exit from the womb yearning for the first taste of food, but instead is the first taste of blood from the mother and this distinct smell and taste impressed in their sub-conscious mind until one day the same recollection should bring back the yearning. Then the biting need emerged. The recollection of baby’s chewing the rubber comes back with full delight.

This primitive urge and memory bring one closer to animals with a lower level, that gives one more comfort in sharing with. They are not worshippers related to the devils realm. But only independently by one’s own obsession to be the king on earth. The isolation he feels and the distinction of oneself is unbalanced. To keep from the injustice of depression, one chooses the extreme, is in love of oneself only. Fear cast onto him, but in belief to make oneself stronger, then trying to transplant it onto others.

You won’t call Michael Jackson, the one always with the umbrella, a vampire. But how many are there can be compared to a superstar. But many people’s skin disease can be developed by weakness and by kind of collapsed lungs, these are the symptoms of starvation of oxygen.

There is a saying. Three times the lie to convince the people. 100 times the lie can convince oneself. To the Catholics and Christians, lies are forbidden.

Blood becomes the pursuit, but garlic is disgusting. A bloody tampon worn all day in hot summer will be full of garlic smell. What’s the contradiction here. Will like it or not? If food comprised of is only 1 specialty, the blood, then the sensitive and unaccustomed stomach induced in long term is comprehensible.

Garlic is one of the indigestive food that can be a burden to a weak stomach! Even an ordinary mortal will burp too.

Weak body results with sensitive to sunlight. With further more accustomed to dark environment, the eyes’ pupils dilate, and can see more clearly in dark. There, a person is isolated into more concentrating of details of trivial surroundings, that develops perception to minute change, then the reflex seems to be progressing. Just like blinding your eyes, can help improve the quickness of reflex. It’s just a practice in effect.

Glaucoma, an eye disease that changes eyes color, gifted like the eye sight of a bat. If bitten by a disoriented ‘rabies’ bat, you can get all benefits that a bat has, the ultraviolet sensitive, and all that made up a bat. On top of it, it is the liver, which harbors the diseases, can cause eyes problems.

Staying in places without sunlight, the ghosts also are attracted to their sides finding interest in encouraging them even more.

In blood, the diseases are plenty, like bird flu, mad-cow disease, pig disease, and a particular bacteria in cat that can change a person’s character to be lusty, and the human’s bacteria H. Pylori will damage the stomach further more.

These diseases they carried are contagious through mucus and saliva exchange. Constipation or diarrhea is common.

The mixing of various diseases develop cancer kinds of cells, will mutate the behavior substantially. The rage rises accompanied by hate of isolation. The compass magnitudes abnormalities of these malignant diseases by the degrees of turning, however thought by oneself possessing the ‘Force’, without realizing it’s just a magnet of chaos.

Only after death, without the brains, they mutate further more into beings they dreamed of, only at last they turned into the real vampire-ghosts sucking blood of animals and even humans, and capture the was-human ghosts as their companions as a compensation they can’t have in real world.

The vampire-ghosts are usually found in remote abandoned houses.
Only if human lives are victimized, will these ghosts be destroyed by the able. In some cases, the red-eyed in human form of creatures or ghosts is just a signature of hate, not necessarily a demon nor a vampire.

To me, they are just poor souls of the abandoned.
Xavation can only be done in your real earth years!

Sent in by Sai Chan, Copyright 2009 VampireTruth.com

I’m 20 years old and I’m married to a U.S. Soldier. We got married last July and he moved me from my home town in Michigan all the way to Kentucky. I know it’s going to sound like I’m babbling, but I swear everything I say is relevant to the story. I’m not the type of person to believe in vampires. You could say I’m a complete skeptic. “I’ll believe it when I see it”, that’s my motto. and it was working out perfectly fine… Until I saw it!

I’m really not sure what happened to this day, we were living in a tiny house way out in the country, surrounded my nothing but cornfields. Here’s where the real story starts. My husband knows I love animals and he got me a puppy as a surprise. He was perfect and I named him Barney. If you can picture the perfect dog, that is him. he was potty trained really young, always ate his food and never barked or showed any aggression.

So one night my husband had to work late, I was waiting for him to get home and I decided to watch a movie to kill the time.

I started watching The Dark Knight and I went into our kitchen to make some popcorn. While I was waiting for it to get done, Barney started going crazy and barking and snarling at something. I ignored him. I put the popcorn in a bowl and was walking back when I noticed that Barney was on the back of the sofa, barking and snarling at the window. It then occurred to me that he’d never done that before. I figured he was probably barking at our neighbors dog, Shadow, who kept coming in our yard and getting into our trash.

But when I peeked out the window it was no dog, it was a person! A man! Directly on the other side of the glass, staring straight back in at me! My first thought was to call the cops. Then I saw his eyes. Something in the back of my mind started screaming “vampire”, like I jut knew what he was. He had the darkest eyes I’ve ever seen. It was like he had his pupils dilated at the eye doctor! The white was there but the rest was all black. When I made eye contact with him it was weird, like I wasn’t alone in my mind. Like he could hear what I thought.

I was concentrating on thinking about the cops and telling him to go away. But his eyes got even wider and he showed his teeth at me. I seriously thought I was going to die! But then I blinked and he was gone. I kept all the doors and windows locked until my husband got home. I was scared but I didn’t tell him about it because I thought he’d call me crazy. The next day I had the urge to go outside and look around. I guess you could say I wanted proof of what happened, I didn’t find any, but my husband did, he just doesn’t know it.

When he got home he asked me “Babe, what is your sweater doing outside in the tree”? So I went and looked. Sure enough, out in the middle of the cornfield, way up in a tree, is my neon green and blue hoodie! I lost the sweater about a week before any of this happened. But there it was, blowing in the wind in the middle of field, up a tree!

It was our neighbors field so I went to his house and asked him if he’d get my sweater for me. He didn’t believe me when I said I didn’t know how it got up there.

But it gets even weirder than that. My dog, Barney won’t leave that particular sweater alone. If I leave it laying on the floor he’ll start dragging it around the house, and if I wear it he just won’t stop sniffing me. He’ll follow me around and beg me to pick him up just so he can sniff the sweater. Thank God that my husband and I moved out of that house. We live in TN. now.

So was it a vampire? I think it was, but I guess I’ll never know for sure. Or am I just crazy? Well I guess I was hoping you could tell me… What do you guys think? I just need some peace of mind, I can’t get it out of my head since it happened, it’s been 3 months almost. But I still remember it very vividly. I’ve tried to convince myself that it was a dream but I know I was completely conscious for the whole thing. I don’t know for sure what it was, but you know my theory. I can honestly say I’m not a skeptic any more!

Sent in by Becca, Copyright 2009 VampireTruth.com