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Ouija board fun!

Rolfe- I'm afraid to ask. Ichneumon fly? Not some kid wondering why his pet caterpillar was acting odd?
Come on. Out with it.
 
Well there is something to it...but the something is IMO those involved, nothing supernatural. We (my brother and some friends, roughly 20 years ago) even created our own board using a lightly baby oil lubricated glass storm window and a white whine glass (up side down) as a pointer to insure no one was cheating consciously. And even if they had tried, it wouldn't work, the glass would tip almost instantly...trust me, I tried!!! It "works", but how and why is my question?
 
BazBear -- As some others have pointed out, it's the "ideomotor effect" -- that is, your muscles are moving without you consciously sending signals. The same thing that can make a bent wire dowsing rod point to a water bottle when you walk by--even if you're a skeptic.
 
@soapy

"I cannot persuade myself that a beneficent and omnipotent God would have designedly created the Ichneumonidae with the express intention of their feeding within the living bodies of Caterpillars, or that a cat should play with mice."

*wink-a-wink*
 
Do you get foreign boards too (eg. Greek or Cyrillic) or do all spirits
speak English (like Houdini's late mum)?
 
"Ouiji boards are one of the simplest of things to test. Simply have the sitters wear blindfolds"

Oiuja could not work and does not work if the participants are blindfolded! Why? The participants need to see the board to spell out the words.

This proves only one thing, it is not likely to be be spirit forces physically acting on the hands of passive participants holding the glass or planchette.

Is it spirit forces acting on the mind of the participants and then through the participants acting on the glass, or is it the ideometer effect?

The effect of blindfolding of participants does not prove either theory conclusively.

Verdict? The jury is still firmly out!


The Verdict:
Ouija boards "work" because the participants are moving the planchette, whether consciously or subconsciously- hence the ideomotor effect.

Penn & Teller did a great job explaining the Ouija board on their "Bulls**t" show! Serious and humorous!
 
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I have a Ouija board story. Years and years ago after my sister "found Christ" we were having a fire on the beach and she decided to burn her ouija board. She tossed it in and we watched it burn for a while, then she tossed in the plastic pointer. It was a plastic, as I've said, had some glued on parts and a little window so it was no surprise to me when it crackled and hissed a bit. But, oh lordy, it was proof to her that a demon was released because it wasn't plastic melting, no, it was a demon screaming. Just another slap to the forehead moment.
 
I wanted to feel the ideomotor effect for myself, so my wife and I tried to work a ouija board a few years ago. We couldn't get it to move. The only way we could get it to work at all was to consciously move it randomly and then it would sometimes stop "on its own."

If that was the ideomotor effect, it certainly didn't seem particularly spooky. I guess people need to be taught that it's spooky. Or are there some personality types who would consider it spooky without being taught, and others who wouldn't? I suspect there's a type of personality that tends to assume things are spooky unless proven otherwise, and another that's vice versa.
 
Back about 30 years ago, my wife and I played with one for awhile. we must be capable of generating the "effect" in spades, because we got all sorts of clever and complicated information.
Interestingly, this was all stuff we were either interested in at the time or reading about.
 
When I was about ten years old three friends and me had an Ouija session. As you can imagine we got all the messages we were looking for. We were in my friends sisters bedroom, eerie quiet, you could almost hear our hearts beating. What we didn't know was that for some reason she had set her alarm clock. This wasn't a digital clock, nothing fancy, just a great big un with bells on top, loud enough to wake the dead. It tolled. Ive never seen a room vacated so quick in my life. We didn't speak about it til our early teens. Scared,..never :jaw-dropp
 
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We tried it one night.

We tried to contact the devil.

Eventually it seemed that we did, although he appeared to be unable to spell Beelzebub correctly.

For the devil, he sure moved the planchette sluggishly.

Except when we all declared we were tired and wanted to go to bed and asked if that was okay - it whizzed over to 'Yes' really quickly.
I guess he was tired too.
 
I used to have a lot of success getting the ouija board to work, though it only worked with some people and not others. The weirdest thing we got was a poem that started out: "Black and white had a fight..." about a battle between good and evil in which evil won. It freaked us out enough to put us off the ouija board for awhile.
 
I wanted to feel the ideomotor effect for myself
Do you drive? Ride a bike? Sight-read piano music? Touch type?

We all occasionally turn the control of our muscles over to our unconscious minds whilst we consciously think about something else entirely. That's really all the ideomotor effect is.
 
I wonder if what comes through a ouija board is ideomotor effect combined with expectations and spook factor. We all suspected each other of moving the planchette, but with the ideomotor effect it's possible we were all being honest. We were a bunch of teenage girls and communing with the dead was spooky to us, so perhaps what we got was what we expected. I don't know. It's still possible one of us was deliberately playing a trick on the rest of us. That's the thing, how can you know? You might know YOU weren't moving it deliberately, but there's no way to know what your friends were doing.
 
A long time ago, I lived with my family on an isolated small-holding in the wilds of Carmarthenshire, Wales. My father would spend a few nights a week at the Inn a mile or so down the road. TV being what it was then, me and my brother (we were about 14 and 13 year old) would often play board games, cards and the like (along with Mam) after we got my little sister to sleep.

We occasionaly wrote out the alphabet etc, cut it out and persuaded Mam to play "weeji" on the coffee table. My mother is a firm believer in all things woo, and we enjoyed gently winding her up a bit about it all. Most of the time after the obligatory "Is there anybody there?" entreaty, the glass would spell out gobbledygook. Once though, we played just after a Dalmation dog we kept had been "put to sleep" for taking a little chunk out of my sister. I can't, for the life of me, remember the name of the dog it was something like "Mick" or "Joe".

Anyhoo....the dogs name was spelt out in answer, My mother was very excited and even asked pooch why she bit Vivienne. I think the answer was something like "she tasted pretty good haha" (my brother being the wag he is) It all came to a grinding halt when one answer was "Woof" and me and Paul just fell about the room crying with laughter. To say my mother was livid is an understatement.

BTW we never played "weeji" again.

BV
 
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...It all came to a grinding halt when one answer was "Woof" and me and Paul just fell about the room crying with laughter. To say my mother was livid is an understatement.

Ok, so contacting a dog's spirit and have it spell out Woof is now my favorite ouija story ever. :D
 
I almost always selectively missed out on the great Spooky board game ouija board. When my friends decided to dabble with this, I usually went out for a hike. I Wondered along the way, about all the different reasons they may have had for their great outdoors opt-out.
To enjoy the sounds of crisp little stream, slowly and methodically weaving it's way. The leaves crunching beneath a walking foot, I so eagerly take. Taking in all the subtle mysteries that the day whispers on about, like a gentle chanting wind.

I would hear about all the wonderful stories after the fact. More than just the usual, the planchette pointing out letters and stuff. No!... It would levitate and hurl itself at someone, before spinning mad and furiously, then off to the wall to knock a picture down.
Of course it never happened when I was present.
I guess I null the spiritual event. The big party pooper that I am.
 
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The Ouija board is a sore spot. My wife firmly believes she was contacted by Satan posing as Jesus Christ when she was young. If I want a fight, all I have to do is say "weeji". No evidence to the contrary will ever convince her that the Ouija board isn't a portal to hell.
 
I have a Ouija board story. Years and years ago after my sister "found Christ" we were having a fire on the beach and she decided to burn her ouija board. She tossed it in and we watched it burn for a while, then she tossed in the plastic pointer. It was a plastic, as I've said, had some glued on parts and a little window so it was no surprise to me when it crackled and hissed a bit. But, oh lordy, it was proof to her that a demon was released because it wasn't plastic melting, no, it was a demon screaming. Just another slap to the forehead moment.



I've seen the infamous "screaming ouija board" mentioned at Rapture Ready on occasion.

Nobody batted an eyelash.

If you covered up a ouija board with a laminate of a monopoly game.......would it still be a portal to hell?

Would satan get pissed off that you were "building" little plastic houses & hotels on his "property"?
 

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