The Paranormal World Is Too Scared of Candle Face
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For two months I've tried to find a paranormal podcaster willing to host a debate between me and Mr. Smoe about what Candle Face really is. Nobody will touch it. Too busy, too scared, or too wrapped up in nonsense. One popular host, famous for his bravery, got squeamish about a demon and pivoted to talking about poop. Meanwhile, six days ago, her shadow held me off my own floor by the throat. So much for the fearless paranormal crowd.
December 8, 2024
For two months, I’ve been searching for a paranormal podcaster willing to host a meeting between Mr. Smoe and me. The goal was to discuss the conflicting views on Candle Face. According to Mr. Smoe, who says he’s a Candle Face Disciple, she’s a compassionate spirit who helps those in need. That view doesn’t match her ruthless killings of nonbelievers. I thought a discussion like that would interest the paranormal podcast community. Instead, I’ve been met with excuses, fear, and disinterest.
Many say they’re “too busy,” while others outright refuse, admitting that Candle Face’s story is too terrifying for them to touch. Terrifying to talk about. Six days ago, one of her shadows held me off the floor by my neck. It’s hard to square that with the image they project online: brave investigators chasing entities, taunting spirits, and claiming to face the paranormal head-on.
During one recent podcast, a popular host, someone known for his so-called bravery, admitted he was uncomfortable discussing a demon. The topic then shifted to something far less supernatural: poop. Yes, a man who claims to confront spirits was too scared to discuss a demon and chose instead to focus on excrement. If that doesn’t sum up the state of paranormal entertainment, I don’t know what does.
I’ve spoken before about my frustrations with the paranormal community. Time and again, I’ve had to do most of the work myself because the people I approached were either too scared or too focused on entertainment to take this seriously. Their bravery often feels like a performance that falls apart the moment real danger appears.
The Lost Souls who visit me deserve better, and I’ll continue to seek out serious members of the paranormal community who are willing to help. My hope of finding them is fading, but I owe it to the souls who depend on me to keep trying.
In the meantime, I’ve turned to you, my readers. You’ve been my most reliable allies so far, and I’m grateful for that.