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06/07/2023

We are rebranding this page to 'Tales From The Box' as we take the podcast to the next level and will be including two more hosts to the mix! Stay tuned and thank you for being patient! I promise you are going to love it. The subject matter will stay the same, so no worries. 👽✌️❤️

A little outside the 37th parallel... Artwork by Jimmy Ash.  Original story by Iqra Butt."It is no secret that unexplain...
21/03/2023

A little outside the 37th parallel... Artwork by Jimmy Ash. Original story by Iqra Butt.

"It is no secret that unexplained UFO sightings have been more frequent lately, many even claiming life outside of Earth exists. More recently, a Harvard astronomer and Pentagon officials have spotted eye-catching activity and are now suggesting that an alien mothership could potentially be releasing small probes onto Earth while it travels on a close path. Experts are open to the possibility that these alien motherships are monitoring our planet and there are other civilizations aside from Earth.

The All-Domain Anomaly Resolution Office (AARO) was created in 2022 by the National Defense Authorization Act in conjunction with the Office of the Director of National Intelligence, DNI, and the United States Department of Defence, DoD, to help synchronize efforts of all DoD agencies in identifying national security threats. Specifically, this organization helps with unidentified anomalous phenomena, UAP, which could be anything that cannot be reasonably identified and could pose a threat to the United States, regardless of being in space, air, land, or sea. In a 2022 report released by the DNI, there has been an uptick in UAP reporting within the past years.

A March 7th draft report released by the director of the Pentagon's All-Domain Anomaly Resolution Office, Sean Kirkpatrick, and chairman of Harvard University's astronomy department, Abraham (Avi) Loeb, described the recent alien mothership findings as an Unidentified Aerial Phenomena. They predict that the friction of the UAP, along with the surrounding air or water, will generate a bright optical fireball. In more scientific terms, the friction will create an ionization shell and tail, implying that it possesses radio signatures.
The same report suggests that this UAP could be an alien mothership passing near the Earth's orbit that has sent probes for exploration, dubbed "dandelion seeds." This alien mothership's possible tactics of sending probes are "not too dissimilar from NASA missions,” note the authors. This could raise some concerns about the intelligence levels of these UAPs.

According to MSN, Loeb told DailyMail.com that his team at Harvard is currently using a large campus telescope to scan the skies for such probes or other UFOs. They are planning to set up a second telescope in the coming months as part of his Galileo Project. These telescopes could provide more data and insights into the alien mothership.

Loeb went on to say they are just hypothetically raising possibilities considering how NASA is designing things that will land on Mars. He explained how Earth is not unique as there are billions of planets in our Milky Way galaxy so the alien mothership is not unusual to them. Loeb clarifies that he has not seen data that supports any of the hypotheses, and it's merely a possibility.

While many of these sightings, reportings and UAP are well documented by governmental agencies, currently they are just possibilities about estrial life and alien motherships. One thing is for sure, however, the government has devoted its efforts and time into identifying these phenomena and assessing if the UAPs are threats to national security and safety. Since they take it seriously, maybe it does lend credence to the fact that there may indeed be other civilizations aside from Earth?

The post Government Officials Say An Alien Mothership Is Close To Earth appeared first on Tell Me Best."

13/03/2023

Update - We are still getting acclimated to our move, but we are getting geared up for some more tales and eventually the podcast. Stay tuned!

The Shigur Idol looks alot like something else, in my opinion. They state it would have stood well over 15 ft high.  Wha...
03/02/2023

The Shigur Idol looks alot like something else, in my opinion. They state it would have stood well over 15 ft high. What about your thoughts, fellow Travellers? Story excerpt originally written by Owen Jarus.

"A human-shaped wooden idol decorated with an eerie human face and considered the oldest of its kind ever discovered may date back even further than originally thought.

Often called the Shigir Idol after the Shigir peat bog, where it was found in the Ural Mountains in Russia in 1890, the sculpture may have been created 12,100 years ago, scientists now say. Previously, the same scientists had estimated the idol was made about 11,500 years ago, they reported in 2018 in the journal Antiquity.

For reference, this idol would have already been around to "witness" the Quaternary extinction event some 10,000 years ago, when ice age megafauna such as woolly rhinos went extinct. A couple of other points of comparison: Stonehenge was constructed about 5,000 years ago, and the Great Pyramid at Giza as built more than 4,500 years ago."

"The 2008 UFO incident at White Sands, New Mexico"While White Sands is a little shy of the 37th, this story takes place ...
19/01/2023

"The 2008 UFO incident at White Sands, New Mexico"

While White Sands is a little shy of the 37th, this story takes place a little north of the Trinity Test Site. Names have been removed due to follower request. Artwork by Jimmy Ash.

" I was stationed at White Sands Missile Range with the US Army. It's an Army base where they have done many experimental missile testing by multiple military branches; due to its remote location and desolate landscapes with the base being shadowed by the Oscura Mountains. For land navigation qualifications and our rifle qualifications, we traveled outside the main base and headed to the Northwest area. There was a bus full of us, and we arrived at the first checkpoint where we were checked individually for identification and to make sure we didn't bring any cell phones or cameras, (this was before the smart phone was a thing). As they finished their inspection of us and the bus, we once again were driving towards our destination outside of Stallion AAF; an Air Force "base" within the boundaries of WSMR. Side note; seeing the Trinity Test Site, (where they tested the first atomic bomb), was sobering and awe-inspiring. We set up our camp about 1.5 miles away from Stallion. After dinner that night, I was voluntold to deliver the rest of the food to Stallion. As I pull down the dirt path going towards their building (a heavily fenced in area with a lone building; housing an observatory on a hill. Vegetation was sparse and the area gave off a foreboding atmosphere). I exited the duty van with a handful of food storage trays and headed towards the gate. Mind you, I was in full uniform and was driving a military vehicle... however, from out of a small guardshack came 4 armed guards with fully automatic weapons aimed at me. Their uniforms were black jumpsuits with zero unit badges or any military designation. From my perspective, they appeared to be a private military detail. Alarmed, I asserted who I was as I was fumbling the damn food while trying to grab my wallet. They lowered their weapons, grabbed the food trays, then told me I can turn around before the gate to head back. I hauled ass out of there and made it back to the camp.

Over the course of two weeks, we were instructed to not ask about Stallion, despite what we hear or see. That instantly didn't sit well with me, and my curiosity almost got the better of my livelihood. One night, a large thunderstorm rolled in strong. Multiple soldiers were setting up sandbags as the desert during wet season can flash flood fast. I was fortunate to have guard duty... overlooking the vast emptiness between us and Stallion. That's when things went fubar.

Sometime between 0200 and 0300, I began to hear a low humming noise from the ground. It snapped me to full attention as I called it in. They said to monitor the area, but that they also could feel it from HQ. I began scanning the darkened horizon. Night Vision goggles were not an option due to the frequent amount of lightning. I didn't feel like going blind, so I scanned what I could with some range finders. The observatory building was slighlty visible, and my eyes began to fixate on the area...
.. from the ground, a large, pale blue sphere launched into the air. It took off at a straight 90 degree angle to about 500 feet into the air, hovered for about 5 seconds, then it just.. blinked out. This happened about half a mile from the Observatory. My mind racing, I yelled on the comms what I saw. I was met with radio silence before they relieved me of guard duty and had me come to the HQ tent. After 3 hours of dead silence, a man walked in wearing a black jumpsuit and sat down across from me. It was here that I was told that Stallion was experimenting with weather observation equipment and that the low hum was nothing to be concerned about. I spoke to him about how fast I saw the equipment shoot into the sky and hover, but I was met with a glare of disdain and his tone, increasing in volume and sterness, repeated verbatim what he previously stated. We stared at each other until he asked do I understand? I complied and agreed, then he was gone.

It has been over a decade since that incident, and all of my unit that was there had similar recollections of the events and personal "debriefings" with the black jumpsuit man. Why not tell us all what it was to begin with? Why single each and every one of the 28 of us?"

What do you all think happened that night to this soldier and his unit? Let us know below and please make sure to like and follow!

This takes place in September, 2012.  "I was living in Colorado Springs, CO, and I had just recently finished my enlistm...
18/01/2023

This takes place in September, 2012.

"I was living in Colorado Springs, CO, and I had just recently finished my enlistment with the Army. Going from being perpetually busy to having a LOT of downtime led me to pursue my two passions; the Occult and Rockhounding. In regards to the latter; I would spend weeks in the mountains digging for gemstones, and I would come down to sell the bulk to make supplemental income. One Friday afternoon, I stumbled on a forum story about the San Luis Valley and its plethora of paranormal activity that involved UFOs, Alien abductions, spirits, and my favorite; snake people. More than slightly skeptical, it still intrigued me that these large, humanoid Snake-men would be slithering through the forests and living in the natural caves or abandoned mines of the area. I started to delve a little deeper into the stories. Native tribes, (who originally inhabited the area), had stories of Naga-like snake people, and they would also have areas in the SLV they chose to stay away from. The descriptions I gathered were of large, scaled serpents that would sit, (coiled) at about 7 feet tall. They would chitter and slither; yet hardly make any noise. Their eyes, reptilian and gold tinted, resembled that of rattlesnakes. Of course, being the idiot... I mean, brave adventurer I am... I planned out a weekend of gem hunting and snake man tracking.

I left the next day heading towards a small town called South Fork; a tiny little place of less than 400 that has an amazing little mom and pop diner. I grabbed a quick bite and spoke to the waitress about the area. She seemed fairly indifferent; pushing aside my questions with flat answers and apathetic stares. I felt like the brick wall of a waitress wasn't eroding with my words, so I thanked her and headed a little east.

I set up camp in what appeared to be a deserted mining area. Old wooden planks jutting out of the scrublands marked the way to an outcropping of denser brush and what appeared to be a larger chat pile (an artificial rock pile made from mining out the area), a beautiful and quiet lake, and what seemed to be a man sized hole... more than likely from an earlier mining excavation. The sun was setting, and I hastily scrambled to set up a makeshift base. Side note; do NOT go backpacking/mountain climbing alone. Service is almost always nonexistent, animals and plants are out to ruin your day, and storms can cause instantaneous flash flooding... unfortunately for me, nobody I knew shared my motivation for being in sinister or mysterious places like I did, so I usually went solo with only my survival skills I learned in BOSS training and the Army. I felt untouchable... until a few hours later. What transpired has kept me from ever investigating by myself since.

Around 11 pm, I began to hear twigs snapping in the distance. I grabbed my flashlight and my tactical knife. Being about 15 miles away from civilization, I took zero chances on something getting the jump on me. My breath was visible in the high beam of my light as I left the comfort of my tent and ventured into the crisp autumn air. The skies were beautifully dotted with stars and the milky way. Absolutely no other light was visible in the area as I slowly made my way towards the lake. There was no wind, but you could hear the lapping of small waves upon the shoreline. I shined my light out towards the center of the lake to nothing...

then the chittering sounds began.

From the mine shaft area, (which was about 500 feet away), the sounds of the brush slowly being moved and that ungodly chittering started to sound like it was getting closer. The hair on the back of my neck instantly rose as I quickly aimed my light with one hand and a death-grip on the handle of my knife with the other. I saw nothing in that direction, but I could slowly see the brush being parted. I aimed a little higher... to a set of eyes... golden, narrow, piercing straight to that primal part of our psyche, gazed back at me. I ran. For the first time in my life... my fight or flight response chose the latter. As I was booking it back to my vehicle, the brush began to crack loudly; each second the distance between myself and the creature closing perilously closer. As I opened the door, I could hear the sound of my tent being ripped apart; the chittering intensifying above the sound of the tent poles snapping. I drove that night for hours in a daze.

The next afternoon, I took a couple friends with me to check out exactly what happened there at the campsite. As we drove up to the spot, I noticed any remnants of what SHOULD have been there have been removed, the abandoned mine shaft seemed to have a shiny and new ‘Keep Out’ sign drilled into the rock next to it, and just this strange and off-putting vibe of somebody watching us. To this day, I still am not sure what the hell it was, and I haven’t been back to the area since."

"The Haunting at Hurtt Lane"This is a harrowing story from Walnut Grove, Missouri:In 2012, a family was struck by a stri...
18/01/2023

"The Haunting at Hurtt Lane"

This is a harrowing story from Walnut Grove, Missouri:

In 2012, a family was struck by a string of paranormal activity after moving onto a property 3 miles west of Walnut Grove. The father just left Colorado after his term in the military, and they relocated there to help his ex-girlfriend's grandmother take care of the property. Situated on five acres of land were a couple homes, an old farmhouse, and a barn. Surrounding that was, in his words, a forest that nobody felt comfortable journeying into at night. "It takes a lot for me to get scared... but something in those woods really hated people entering there after the Sun went down. The forest felt like it took on a life of its own. During the day, it was amazing; underground streams at the heart of it, willow trees at the bottom of the hill, and it felt magical almost."

The activity started ramping up about a month into living there. The grandmother had boarded up here skylight windows due to her seeing a man with a top hat staring down at her while she slept. That was unusual, but the couple shrugged it off and chalked it up to an overactive imagination of a woman that had been living in the middle of nowhere for decades. She also had stories of odd happening, knocks, shadow people in the forest, etc...

While burning trash one day, (A common rural occurrence in those parts), the dad and his oldest son heard a deep, booming laughter come from behind the grandmother's home. They rushed to the back of the home to see nobody there. At night, the girlfriend would hear bootsteps slowly coming down the hall towards their bedroom and see a silhouette of a shadow in the doorway, but the boyfriend was next door tending to the grandmother. Corn snakes finding their way into the home was a weekly issue during the warmer months. And the man's second oldest, (No more than two years old at the time), started sleepwalking into the master bedroom, stood there for 5 or 10 minutes, then would go back into his room. These happenings started escalating, so the man mentioned to his mother who lived in Miller, MO, everything going on.

The father was a practicing occultist, and he was used to instances of high strangeness. However, when he felt that his children were being affected, he decided to not take any chances. The man's mother, stepfather, and two brothers came out to investigate the area. They all had experience ghost hunting and exploring the darker reaches of the paranormal, so it was very procedural for them. Shortly after arriving, they set up motion cameras in the master bedroom, made the living room HQ, and sent teams of two outside to attempt to investigate the woods. While inside, the man was showing his mother how touchy the motion camera was, and it would snap photos if the bedroom door even creaked... while chatting and observing the monitor, his toddler son walked into the master bedroom sleepwalking again... the motion camera never went off, but since they were live streaming to a laptop in the living room, they could see everything. His son proceeded to enter the room, eyes closed, and stared towards the ceiling by the window for 15 minutes. The group at HQ started freaking out, but the father didn't want to disorient and scare his son while he was sleepwalking. After he stared at the ceiling, he walked over to the PC that had the motion camera setup... he smiled from ear to ear in a way that sent shivers down the spine before opening his eyes and staring directly at the camera. At that point, the man's mother pleaded to pull him out of the room, so the man did and put him back to sleep.

Meanwhile, outside, the two brothers were near the barn. Between the home and that point was overgrown weeds and tall grass measuring roughly 4 feet high. They stopped dead in their tracks when they began hearing a little girl laughing deep in the overgrowth. The curiosity quickly turned to terror as the sound of the little girl transformed into something deeper and more animalistic... and it was quickly coming right at them. They took off running in the direction of the home as something was barreling through the weeds and grass right to them. They made it inside and explained through labored breaths what happened.

The group made their way outside, looking for anything or anyone that may have been the cause of the incident. Nothing was there, but you could see in the overgrowth where something large had made a path through the middle of it. The three brothers decided it was time to explore the forest. A few hours had passed since the start of the investigation, and there were still a few hours of darkness left before the Sun came up.

Armed with flashlights and EVP recording devices, they entered the ominous woods. "You don't understand fear until you feel it on a primal level. The kind of fear that electrifies your spine and triggers your fight or flight response. That's the kind of feeling you would get walking into those woods after Sunset." the man stated. No more than about 10 feet into the darkened forest, the men heard something heavy jumping through the trees; cracking branches with each leap. The sound of crickets ceased, and the men all agreed that something did not want them entering at that time. They looked around with bated breath; until a strong wind started blowing leaves and dust all around them. It felt like something was watching them from every direction. They ventured deeper into the woods and down the hill a little ways, but then stopped near the underwater stream... something was glowing a faint blue light and flittering through the trees. The light seemed to be sentient and gave off a feeling of apprehension. The brothers started feeling disoriented and nauseous. They backtracked out of the woods and never returned at night.

Years later, the man states that he never truly figured out what was happening there, and that the periods of high strangeness started to become less frequent the four years they lived there. Since moving, the land was sold, and all buildings had been demolished and left to nature.

What are your thoughts? Ghosts? Demons? Cryptids? Or maybe an aggressively protective nature spirit? The world is full of mysteries, and this one will forever be in the minds of those it touched.

Story and Artwork by Jimmy Ash.

Story taken from 'Remembering The Ozarks'.  Artwork by Jimmy Ash.'On foggy nights and fall evenings when the shadows str...
16/01/2023

Story taken from 'Remembering The Ozarks'. Artwork by Jimmy Ash.

'On foggy nights and fall evenings when the shadows stretch further each minute, a woman in a white wedding dress can be seen, watching from underneath the bridge. Look again and she’s gone, was she ever really there?

According to local lore spread through writing and whispers, the apparition is of a bride who while riding through the park in a carriage on her wedding day met her untimely death. The horse was spooked and the carriage overturned on the bridge killing her instantly, some stories say even decapitating her. Another story tells of her walking through the park on her wedding day and being confronted by robbers, falling off the bridge in her panic. Yet another, tells of an unfaithful groom arguing with his new wife and crashing the carriage.

The details change and the story gets fuzzier the more you learn, the one definitive detail? A woman in a white wedding dress is seen under the bridges crossing Fassnight Creek leading into Phelps Grove Park.
Today Phelps Grove is a lively thriving park full of dog walkers and children playing, as one of Springfield’s oldest parks, it’s full of rich history and old stonework.

Situated next to the Springfield Art Museum (the former location of a small lake for the park), Phelps Grove Park sits on 30 acres of land and was acquired by a newly formed park board in April of 1914. The park is named after John and Mary Phelps, one of the founding families of Springfield and the homesteaders of the land that the park and the surrounding neighborhood sit on.
In its early days, the park was home to the city's Zoo before all of the animals were moved to their own space at the Dickerson Park Zoo in 1923.
The bridges date back to the park's formation and some of the other stonework such as a pavilion area, stone water fountains, and the stonework on the bottom of Fassnight Creek were added soon after.

Taking into account the formation date of the park and the addition of the bridges over Fassnight Creek it’s pretty reasonable to assume that if a bride really died in the park, it would have to be 1914 or later as almost all the stories center around these bridges as her ultimate demise.
Another factor to add to dating the story is that she is often said to have been riding in a carriage at the time of her death. In 1914 it was exceedingly uncommon to see carriages instead of automobiles on the roads. All though, one telling of the story does account for this saying that the young couple was driving through the park in an automobile instead.
The white wedding dress fits with a post-1914 date which stayed in fashion after becoming popular after the wedding of Queen Victoria in 1840.
In hopes of settling the case once and for all, I scavenged through newspapers looking for any reports of the ghost or brides who died in or near the park. Mentions of the Phelps Grove Bride do not appear to crop up until the 1990s in newspapers and I found zero evidence that a bride has ever died in or near the park.
The only mention I could find of any ghosts in the Phelps Grove area pre-1980s was an amusing article about a cigar-smoking ghost haunting the WPA stage that sits between the park and art museum.

Many communities have stories about brides murdered by jealous husbands or dying in tragic accidents soon after being unfaithful or finding out that their partner was. I can’t help but wonder if this is simply another iteration of the same old tale.
Despite the lack of evidence to be found, there is no doubt that the story persists and has lived among many generations of Springfieldians. Next time you swing by the park on a foggy night, swing by the old Phelps Grove Bridges and take a look for yourself, just maybe, you’ll see her too.'

Our content schedule will be to post a couple stories each week; and once our move is complete, we will be posting a sho...
16/01/2023

Our content schedule will be to post a couple stories each week; and once our move is complete, we will be posting a show every Thursday! Stay tuned into our Interdimensional frequency for updates!

Created by Jimmy Ash
05/01/2023

Created by Jimmy Ash

Story written by Bill Wickersham of The Columbia Daily Tribune.  Artwork by James Ash.The 1941 Cape Girardeau UFO Crash ...
04/01/2023

Story written by Bill Wickersham of The Columbia Daily Tribune. Artwork by James Ash.

The 1941 Cape Girardeau UFO Crash

On its website (www.ufocenter.com), the Seattle-based National UFO Reporting Center (NUFORC) has accounts of 1,857 UFO sightings observed throughout most sections of Missouri since the early 1950s. Because only about 5 percent of UFO witnesses actually report their experiences, the total number of Missouri UFO encounters is, no doubt, much higher.

An account of a UFO crash in southeast Missouri preceded the well-known Roswell, N.M., crash by almost six years. In 1991, the late Leonard Stringfield, an early UFO investigator and former civilian consultant to UFO operations at Wright-Patterson Air Force Base in Dayton, Ohio, in the 1950s, published an account of an alleged 1941 UFO crash near Cape Girardeau. Stringfield’s article appeared in the July 1991 issue of his “Status Report,” a monthly publication on UFO activities and investigations. The article was based on information received from Charlette Mann, who was a young child living in Cape Girardeau in 1941. At the time, Charlette’s grandfather, the Rev. William Huffman, was pastor of Cape’s Red Star Baptist Church.

Charlette told Stringfield her grandfather received a call in spring 1941 from local police asking him to travel with them to the site of an airplane crash outside the city limits to minister to the victims of the crash. When the Rev. Huffman arrived on the scene, police officers, firefighters, FBI agents, emergency medical crew and numerous military personnel — presumably from the Army air base in nearby Sikeston — were viewing what Huffman described as a disc-shaped object, the interior of which contained a small metal chair, gauges, dials and hieroglyphic-like inscriptions and writings around the inside. He also saw three entitles, or “non-human people,” lying on the ground. Two were just outside the craft, with a third somewhat farther away. He described the bodies as hairless with large heads, big eyes, small mouths and very small ears. The Rev. Huffman said the dead individuals were about 4 feet tall and seemed to have no hard bone structure but very long arms and fingers.

Shortly after viewing the dead bodies, Rev. Huffman was asked to pray over them. Upon doing so, he was escorted by military officials to a nearby location where he was sworn to secrecy and strongly warned to never discuss the crash with anyone. Huffman did not know what was told to others at the scene, but he was told, “This didn’t happen, you didn’t see this. This is national security and is to never to be talked about again.”

Given the large number of individuals present, it was highly likely the secret would eventually be revealed. And, although the Rev. Huffman intended to keep silent regarding his participation in the affair, he was not completely successful. Among those who eventually learned the secret were his wife, Floy, his granddaughter, Charlette, and the brother of Cape Girardeau County Sheriff Clarence Schade, who partially confirmed the story in a notarized, sworn affidavit.

In addition to the accounts of the UFO crash passed on to her by her grandmother, Charlette recalled one of the first situations in which she heard about it: “Well, the first awareness that I had of it (the dead bodies) is actually a picture that my father had and it was at a dinner party. And, I had heard rumors, and bits and pieces over conversations, but it was a picture, an old picture, because it had … it was like the old Kodaks, with little lines and scallops around it. There were two men holding up a non-human, is the best way I can describe it. (a) little entity, a little person who appeared to be about 4 feet tall. They had him underneath the armpits with arms outstretched on either side of him.” Unfortunately, that picture was not in Charlette’s possession, and UFO researchers have been unable to locate it.

UFO journalist B.J. Booth says of the Cape Girardeau story, “This case ends like many others but appears by all indications to be authentic. All who have come in contact with Charlette Mann have found her to be a trustworthy person who is not given to sensationalism, and she has sought no gain from her account.” Charlette Mann moved from Cape Girardeau to Tyler, Texas.
Based on his own analysis of the Cape Girardeau episode, noted ufologist Ryan Wood says one can “reasonably conclude there was a crash event. ... The implications of this case, if fully proven, are part of the larger picture. Namely, extraterrestrial visitors are real; and certain factions of the government have been hiding this fact since at least 1941.”

Wood also says: “The final resolution to the case is still out there. It may come in form of physical evidence, bits of wreckage, new witnesses, historical air photography, soil samples or archival research. All these fronts are being actively worked, and there is reason to predict success.”

04/01/2023

Welcome, fellow Travellers, on our prepping for a trip across the Parallel. This podcast will focus on listener accounts and other stories involving the high strangeness encountered. From Astral travels to Zombies, we will cover the trail. Hope to have you tuned in on our eerie drive into the unknown!

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