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Written by Eugene Tay
There have been many stories surrounding the Pasir Ris Suicide Tower. Many of these Urban Legends have evolved into multiple variations since the late 80s until we can't really tell fact from fiction anymore; but such is the nature and thrill of ghost stories that keeps our imagination going.
Budding investigators have attempted to gather evidence of haunting and many claimed that it is one of the easiest spots to elicit a paranormal response. Personally, I have been a witness to multiple events in this location that defies logic. I am as strong a believer as there are others who are as strong a skeptic. This experiment that we have conducted is perfect in highlighting that dichotomy.
Just because someone is fortunate enough to not experience any haunting doesn't mean that the place isn't haunted.
In this two-part video, we attempt to record experiences from multiple perspectives - A psychic, four commoners, and one spiritual practitioner. Without the use of fancy western-influenced gadgets, what can each of these people sense when tasked to sit alone in what is reputed to be one of Singapore's most haunted location?
The results are varied and interesting. Whether you believe in ghosts or not, the psychology of fear fueled by horror stories and odd sounds in the night can spur our imagination to see and feel things that may not be there.... or are they?
12:17 - 15:17 - Guru Murali Cleanse the Place
Guru Murali chanted a prayer to ease the lingering spirits towards the light. Does this mean the place is no longer haunted? Unlikely. Prayers help to bring whichever entity that is present at that time to the light but in a public area, and one that is isolated at the edge of a mangrove swamp, there will be other spirits to take its place in time to come.
As previously shared, my mother practises Indonesian dark arts. Yeah, she keeps pocongs & stuff.
She would call/ text messaged at odd hours. 1.40am, 2am, 3am, 3.45am, 12 am. The healer told us, she was performing her rituals as she spoke to us over the phone. As for the text messages, once we read it, her rituals would be completed. He told us to immediately delete any messages sent. It was negative energy sent our way.
“Ada orang nak antar lauk, buka pintu” (Someone wants to send food, open the door) she messaged, AT 11.30pm and 12 midnight, on several occasions.
When I didn’t open the door at that timing, she sent angry text. “Derhaka, kurang ajar, tak nak buka pintu!” (Unfilial, rude, don't want to open the door)
There was no one outside, no knocking, nothing. Why would I open the door for no reason? Also why would anyone send food at midnight.
Before this, there were several nights of loud meowing coming from outside & top part of the door. It was very loud. It sounded like someone imitating a cat meowing. AT 2AM!
I looked through the peeping hole, there was nothing.
The healer told us to say prayers before answering calls, reading text messages and such. Modern day rituals.
It also explained why I saw a pocong in my house in the past. Also, she did a ritual to cause my second sister’s miscarriage. My second sister found out about this and only then she started believing me. I was very suspicious because my mother & first sister were not nice to her when she was pregnant. As a matter of fact, the first sis was rejoicing on the day the miscarriage happened.
The very first healer I went to, should have told me the whole truth. Instead he refused to tell me who it was but just hinted that it was an older female person.
There were several instances where I found her wringed out, urine stench sanitary pad in the kitchen sink. The man said she had poured the contents into my food, part of her ritual.
Which explained why I felt unwell whenever I ate at home.
I remember seeing her rejoicing, jumping up & down “Bagus dia dah makan!!” (Good she has eaten it). I got really sick hours later. My whole body started breaking out in red rashes & developed high fever.
Now I realized that, I kept falling sick whenever she offered me food, or ate anything from home when she was present. Similar symptoms. The very first of such instance was when I was 9. As I was lying down sick, she kept feeding me food and told me to die. It all made sense now.
The healer also advised to say prayers whenever someone stares at you for too long. Once, they have gone deep into the dark arts, they develop the capability to entice just with their eyes, as they chant their mantras silently in their heads. Which once again, I caught her doing so PLENTY of times.
When I was in secondary school, she showed me an odd shaped black object she claimed was a herb. I had always preferred herbs/TCM over medications. She knew that and manipulated me into thinking it was jamu (indonesian herbal). She blended it with bananas and I drank it. I had a very painful stomach cramps afterwards. Ignorance isn‘t bliss, it’s deadly.
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Confession by Esza Ab
After decades of bad luck and odd experiences, last year I finally found out my mother was the one who was doing black magic to me and some of my siblings. It confirms my suspicions that it was her.
The very first muslim healer told me my suspicions of being a victim of black magic was true, but he refused to tell me who did it. He told me that he & his newborn grandson were attacked.
Other healers over the years, told me they couldn’t see the perpetrator or have no ability to handle Asian black magic. In the end I did my own research and tried meditating. My gut feelings always suspected my mother because of her odd behaviour.
She often would turn her face to right, while whispering. After which she would blow at your face.
Last year an ex-colleague recommended a Chinese healer. He told me she was chanting her mantra. Part of the ritual was to chant as she face the right side. So this explains her odd antics. Mind you, I did not tell him about her behaviour at all. I just said I came for help & suspected my mother.
He told me if I had accompanied her to Jakarta, it would complete her ritual & that no one could have helped me.
She did tell me that, since I had trouble getting jobs, fall sick a lot & had bad luck for years, she knew of a great healer who lived in Jakarta. She was trying to convince me he could help. By sheer luck, I had to work & didn’t want to take leave.
This woman, is good at acting pitiful & appearing kind to others.
Anyway, I got fed up because, she wouldn’t stop. One day my gut feeling told me to open her red bag that was left on the table. There I found my pictures that was printed off Instagram & Facebook. Other people’s pictures as well. Which pisses me off, because I saw the bag on that table for 2 years at least.
I just need to find someone to end it once and for all.
My 2nd sister brought me to a muslim healer yesterday. Frankly, what he told me was what I already knew. Again the slow coach method, drink holy water infused with sireh leaves. I was given the same lecture , be patient, believe, god’s willing.
Decades of suffering, I don’t want to waste any more time.
This also explains why, when we lived in the haunted woodlands house, she refused to call Ustaz to cleanse or do anything. She was trying to cover her tracks.
It would explain why, she kept telling us from young to be afraid of ghosts and setan (demons). Programming us to be fearful, so it’ll be easier for her to perform her rituals.
The whole problem was, I told many people and in typical Malay fashion, they’re only interested to hear but be quick to ignore when you ask for help. Some Malay healers would often refuse to tell me she was the one who did it. Instead, they would make sarcastic remarks directed to her. Asking her why she was afraid and stuff. Had I not asked non-muslim colleagues, my suspicions wouldn’t have been confirmed.
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Supernatural Confessions: To the uninitiated, these rites of fire and unfamiliar chanting would come across as something that is out of this world - and perhaps in a literal sense, it is - but for devotees of the faith and for Guru Murali this cleansing ritual is a monthly affair. Tales of black magic and supernatural exploits are topics that are as common to him as a banker talking to each other about the financial market. We fear what we do not know. In this report, Jane recounts her experience attending a fire ritual ceremony, also known as the Agnihotra.
Report by Jane Franklin
On Sunday 24th March 2019, the Supernatural Confessions team was invited to witness a Hindu ‘fire-cleansing’ ceremony conducted by Guru Murali of Om Mahesh Spiritual Alchemy. Guru Murali as we learned that evening is the only practising master of Aghori Vedic Hinduism in Singapore. The Aghori are a small group of ascetic shiva sadhus who command great reverence from Indian rural populations, as they are supposed to possess healing powers gained through their intensely eremitic rites and practices of renunciation and tápasya. A full fledged Aghori sadhus would have trouble living in modern society. Their traditional rites involve sitting on the cremated remains of the dead and eating the flesh of corpses. Aghori sadhus are often misunderstood because of these practices. As morbid as it sounds, these practices have nothing malevolent about them. Guru Murali who is married with two children is learned in the ways of the Aghori but is not able to realistically practice its traditions in Singapore.
The address that we were given pointed us to Zi Zheng Gong Temple (15 Lor 21A Geylang). Initially I found it odd that a Hindu ritual was being held in a Ji Gong Toaist Temple. Eugene felt the same but he was more inclined to just go with the flow without much question.
I got my answer soon after we arrived and came face to face with an all-black Ganesha statue hidden in the corner. Guru Murali then explained that Hinduism and Buddhism/Taoism shared many similar practices and that particular form of Ganesha was worshipped to clear effects of ‘black magic’ and ‘cleanse and restore positive aura’.
When we had finished setting up our filming equipment, we were amazed at the sudden crowd we had found ourselves amongst. Guru Murali and his helpers took their place in front of a sacred fire. Agnihotra is an ancient fire ceremony originating from the sacred Vedic Hindu texts. This healing fire ceremony is considered one of the highest Vedic rituals where specially trained priests place offerings of ghee and grains into the fire while reciting Sanskrit mantras to invoke blessings of health and abundance. Sanskrit is an ancient language of vibration. The belief is that we can make changes in the atmosphere with Sanskrit mantras and fire prepared with specific organic substances.
It was not long after a series of chanting that Guru Murali had entered a trance-like state. We were told that during the exorcism/cleansing ceremony, the Guru would go into a state of trance which is when a certain Hindu deity that is already within him is brought out to act through his body. The bubbly man we had seen just hours earlier was no longer present. What sat in front of us an intimidating version of Guru Murali in his full divine incantation, swaying back and forth while he chain-smoked cigars. Devotees took turns to seek his blessings
Recounting my experience last night, there were two incidences that left a vivid imprint on my mind. A young woman had come to see Guru Murali citing that she was mentally disturbed, seeing apparitions and suspected she was a victim black magic. Was she the target of a jealous lover’s wrath or was she simply suffering from PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder) after a life-changing mishap? She was only 21 years old but has been admitted to the asylum twice. Not wanting to go down that route again, she’s looking towards spiritual cleansing as an option. During the tedious ritual that involved tying black ‘holy strings’ on 9 points of her body, followed by chanting and evoking of mantras and discarding the strings in the sacred fire, she was told that she had black magic done on her by an old lover to keep her close. She had been cleansed and rid of all traces of black magic in the ceremony.
Next in line was a young man who had purchased some poorly consecrated amulets from an online seller. He and his family started facing severe disturbances from the day he brought home the amulets . Had he invited something sinister into his home? He came to Guru Murali helpless, and desperate to be rid of them. Guru Murali recited several powerful incantations and held the amulets over the sacred fire before telling the young man to dispose of them into the sea. We later came to know that Guru Murali had first asked the entities residing in the amulets for forgiveness on his devotee’s behalf and then sent them away, telling them that they did not belong in our realm.
The sacred fire seemed like a zillion sparks dancing in perfect disharmony, the glowing embers leaped and twirled in a fiery dance and the wall of intense heat threatened to melt my contact lenses away. It baffled me how Guru Murali sat in front of the sacred fire for 3 hours, completely unfazed, sometimes even passing his bare hands through the incandescent flames.
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