About me

Hello, I am Vincent and since most people like to have an idea of whom they are dealing with, here I am.

I have always had the idea there must be more to life than meets the eye.

Fuelled by curiosity I had spent a great time reading about spiritual subjects and religions. Seeking answers to something that I sensed must be out there somewhere. It's my belief that if you genuinely seek for something, eventually you will find it.

The paranormal waited however to make its entry until I decided to try on a new hobby called: urban exploration. Back in its early stages of infancy and more than half of my life time ago. In the basement of an old castle was the introduction. I remember it very clearly. The spirit, of what must have been a man, walked straight through me as I walked into a room.

Not much later, while leaving the basement, the not so friendly side of the paranormal also introduced itself. Hitting me on the chest and mystically leaving me with the words "get out" in my mind.

Fascinated as I learned afterwards that this castle's history was rooted into tales of the Northmen. Literally. It was built on a fortification tower of the Northmen. My curiosity was triggered even more as the full gravitude of this incident became apparent over the next few weeks.

Whomever magically left me with the words "get out", seemed to have used me as his ticket to get out of the castle too. His presence became more and more obvious as his preferred clothing style seemed to resemble something that a monk would wear. It didn't captivate me enough to actually start wearing it though.

Despite the warning from the skilled man who healed me at the time and his attempt to keep me away from such places with dark energies, he got no further than making sure I'm not wearing monks clothing at the moment.

Experience & Education

My curiosity drove me back to such places. In the quest for answers, I crossed paths with a paranormal investigator and exorcist. It was the beginning of a life changing journey.

With his expertise and wisdom, a whole world that was covered in mystery unveiled itself. Over a decade I explored various locations. Ranging from helping families with problems in the house, to unraveling the phenomenal paranormal haze on a horse ranch, built on the grounds were once the gallows used to be situated in the Middle Ages.

From eerie cemeteries and haunted castles, to a dark hell of a dispair that was once the home of a successful man who later killed his wife and children before ending his own life.

Through forests that hide satanic altars with the bloody trail of offerings still visible in to houses and places of highly placed satanic individuals whose energetic imprint is none less then horrifying.

If there was a rumour about it. I would go up close and see what it was about.

Now why would one go and try to find answers in a place like that, you may ask? Perhaps its not about finding answers but observing, listening and trying to understand what is going on. That by itself can sometimes provide an answer.

Through trial and error I learnt not only techniques to protect myself, but also skills to resolve peculiar situations.

I might not be the first lunatic you come across but I should be the last when it comes to dealing with negative entities.

Darkness is not necessarily an evil thing. Although we perceive it as such, it often creates a painful reminder of where the light is needed.