"Your portal to the unknown! poltergeisttower.com "Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail." -Ralph Waldo Emerson"
Female
36 years old
Zeta Reticuli, Florida
United States
This is the home of Poltergeist Tower, a series of paranormal message boards covering such topics as ghosts, orbs, demons, angels, meditation, psychic abilities, UFOs, cryptozoology, equipment, and more!
The Tower is NOT an investigation group per se, but is instead a panormal portal created and operated by Parahub News Anchor PaulaJedi. Paula promotes those that have made significant contributions to the paranormal and also proudly promotes Todd Sheets' concept of unity and peace within the field.
PaulaJedi and Parahub Radio may also be found speaking at various Florida conventions. Keep your eyes peeled for event dates and times. Have fun and remember to pay it forward!!!
Who I'd like to meet:
Paranormal Investigators, psychics, mediums, photographers, writers, scientists, and anyone interested in ghosts, spirits, angels, orbs, shadow people, EVPs, mysterious creatures, UFOs, USOs, aliens, pyramids, crop circles, and related topics. Most importantly, I'd like to meet YOU!!!
The song you are hearing was written by Dutchreaper, PaulaJedi, and their friend Gregg. The female voice in the beginning of the song belongs to Paula.
A Pagan dies and, to his great surprise, he finds himself standing before some pearly gates. St. Peter asks him, "May I help you?"
The Pagan asks, "Where am I?"
Peter says, "You're at the gates of heaven."
The Pagan says, "But I don't believe in heaven."
Peter frowns at him. "You're one of those Pagans, aren't you?"
"Yes. I believe I'm in the wrong place; I'm supposed to go to Summerland."
Peter says, "Sorry. We took over Summerland, and it's temporarily closed for remodeling."
"What should I do now?"
Peter says, "Well, since we don't allow Pagans in heaven, you have to go to hell. Sorry. Just follow that path that leads downward and to the left."
The Pagan walks down to hell, where the gates are standing open. He walks in and finds beautiful meadows, happy animals, and clear streams of water.
He walks on in and begins exploring, and after a few minutes a courtly gentleman walks up to him and bows politely. "Hello, I'm Satan. You must be the guy that St. Peter phoned me about. Are you a Pagan?"
"Yes, I am. What's going to happen now?"
Satan says, "Well, the fishing's pretty good, if you enjoy that sort of thing. There's a little refreshment stand down the road. And I believe the Pagan meeting grounds are right over the next hill."
Suddenly, a hole opens up in the sky above, and a yawning chasm opens directly underneath it. The stench of sulphur fills the air. Hundreds of screaming, tortured souls drop down into the flaming pit, which immediately closes up with a thud.
The Pagan, hardly believing what he just saw, asks Satan, "And what was THAT ???"
Satan rolls his eyes. "Oh, just ignore them. They're Christians; they wouldn't have it any other way." LOL HADES
There has to be something good about living in Florida. Um... let me think... let's see... I know - we get TAPSCON! Woohoo! Yeah, that and GREEN Christmases! LOL ;-)
didnt you get your A/C fixed last week or So ???? you can come over and visit its nice and cool over here ;) lmao on the government conspiracies... the only one i see is the one at the Gas pump... but Americans dont care there getting Fracked just let them know Wallgreens has a sale on vaseline ;) two for one i think
