Same here. Scary at first, but if you're lucid it can be manageable.The closest thing I've ever had to a "paranormal" experience is sleep paralysis, but that's pretty much the brain hallucinating during REM sleep and being awake.
I had several episodes but it's been years since my last one.
Who hasn't stayed atI had a sleepover at a friend's house when I was a boy. After a fun day of videogames and playing in the woods behind their house, we tucked in for the night. He only had a twin bed, so I slept on a sleeping bag on his bedroom floor. When I woke up I discovered some ghost or something had taken off my pajama pants and underwear. It was spooky.
You should play Wordle.It's full name, according to to the person who gave me the picture in 2008 and was involved with it before my encounter, spelt it V _ G E R _ _ . A co-incidence, perhaps.
Definitely. Train up the intuition.You should play Wordle.
I once took a massive shit, but when I looked in the toilet there was nothing there.
*X-files theme playing*I once took a massive shit, but when I looked in the toilet there was nothing there.
This is true. When you´ve had an experience like that, comments like its only your brain playing tricks on you because you want to feel special can seem almost tearfully blissfull.I considered the encounter with V'ger one I could have done without for some time.
Over the years taking a few chosen opportunities to risk talking about it publicly has helped with getting context and understanding it. History, new ideas and cross-examinations bringing sparks of realization to light fires of inspiration.
Fallibilism helps contextualize to avoid the Scylla and Charybdis of believing everything and debunking everything during this odyssey.
There are no coincidences.This one is probably a huge coincidence, but thought I'd share anyway.
Last Sunday my sister went to see a medium with two of our aunties. I should point out that neither myself or my sister believe in mediums or believe it's possible to "talk" to the dead, but one of my aunties is a huge believer.
Anyway, during the session, the medium tells my sister that she has a message from a Mary, which was the name of my grandmother who died well before either myself or my sister was born. The message was "congratulations to your brother (insert my name) on his new role".
My sister then text me that night to ask if I had a promotion at work or went for another internal role. I told her that I hadn't and had no plans to leave my current role. We then both laughed at how woefully wrong this medium was.
Fast forward to Friday just gone. It's my 121 with my manager and I'm expecting the usual stuff, but he then comes out and says that he has some great news and wants to offer me a new position within the team. It's a promotion and I'll be leading a new project, plus comes with a substantial pay increase!
Some coincidence....... right?
For some reason that reminds me of a strange experience I had when riding in a car with a group of friends when I was in my teen years. I had this sudden awareness of the coming conversation, and I knew what was going to be said by several people...exactly. And sure enough, right after having this strange jolt of prescience, the conversation unfolded word for word as I had seen. It wasn't a particularly noteworthy conversation, and it seemed so random to have this glimpse of what was to come. But it was surely weird. It was the only time I've had this particular phenomenon happen to me.I have a ton, but one that stands out at the moment is. We are were laying some grass in the front yard of the building we lived. I was watering the grass for the landlord. I went down to the basement to hook up the hose, but the water pressure was bad and I worked with it, but decided to give up that day. I stayed down there a long time, when I returned to our apartment my mom who had been sleep said did you get the water pressure to work, I said huh how did you know, she said you came up here and told me, I said no i didnt. I wanted to tell you, but did not.That was the first time we ever had an issue with the water pressure. I said I'm just coming to tell you now. She said you already came up here, then proceeded to tell me everything I had planned to say.
Thanks to talking about the V'ger experience on Gaf last year it's helped with resolving it in a celestial order.
Work in last month has been very productive.
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Intergalactic...
GRB221009A in Sagitta synchronicity.![]()
There probably won't be another update here so here's the original with all the sigils.
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Don't Forget The Bones!
pics.My current girlfriend swore to me that they took a dozen candid family reunion pics in like 1997. Standing in the background in one of them is some white dude in WW1 outfit just standing in the foreground clear as day take with a polaroid. That's important because there are no white people here. Anyway, the person who took it is still alive and very old but the pic is in storage. We've been given permission to go dig it out, but it's a four hour drive from here.
Anyway, the strangest part is I've talked to at least a dozen people that saw the pic back then and every last one of them swear up and down it's real. My gf's mom gets goosebumps just thinking about it, because the man is making this face full of despair and loss unlike anything she's seen before. She said it freaked everyone out so bad that day and people left and some never came back to the house lol
What bones?Thanks to talking about the V'ger experience on Gaf last year it's helped with resolving it in a celestial order.
Work in last month has been very productive.
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Intergalactic...
GRB221009A in Sagitta synchronicity.![]()
There probably won't be another update here so here's the original with all the sigils.
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Don't Forget The Bones!
What bones?
Are you sure you weren't just molested by some guy with dark clothes?Yeah, I had one pretty shocking to me when I was around 7 years old or something, my mind erased any traces of it until I was a teenager and I was told about it, when I found out and thoughts started coming back I found myself crying for no reason, I think that it might have hurted my young self so much to end up that way, when I grew up older and more mature I tried to search about it, in order to find some rational explanation or something that backed that stuff with some coherent facts, then I was in awe again, what I found was:
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Shadow_person
That many people around the world have had similar experiences, even a Google image search it's a carbon copy of what I saw, nowadays I can talk about it, but there was a large portion of my life where only to talk about it gave me goosebumps, anxiety, and in some cases I started crying too..
I even found that there is a woman that's gathering and classifying info with people which have had these types of 'interactions' like mine, shady stuff..
I choose to think that it only was a sleep paralysis for the better.
Are you sure you weren't just molested by some guy with dark clothes?
Are you sure you weren't just molested by some guy with dark clothes?
What bones?
pics.
Excuses! If it's really that shocking of a picture, you would take that drive.Four hour drive and there's no guarantee I would find it.
Excuses! If it's really that shocking of a picture, you would take that drive.
Small price to pay for evidence of life after deathFour hour drive and there's no guarantee I would find it.
Small price to pay for evidence of life after death
I'm pretty sure just sleep paralysis stuff. I'm sleeping in bed. Then I'm "awake", lying there in bed. Except I see someone just standing there looking at me. Maybe my kid? (anyone with kids knows all about them waking up at all kinds of odd hours and coming into your room with 'i can't sleep/i feel sick issues'. It happens.
I'm unsure, though, I just woke and I'm groggy, and vision is kind of foggy. Then the person sudden charges me, full speed, clearly with some ill intent. Right as they would reach me, I jolt, and there's like this jolt, and there's this sudden wrestling with my body, as I can't fucking move, but I'm struggling to do so (in my mind) and regain control of myself. Eventually you do get a grip, full control, look around, and realize you simply dreamed yourself lying in bed with a person charging towards you. You then proceed to lay in bed, deeply unsettled, still tired, yet awake and paranoid you will unknowingly doze and cross back into that other layer where the "person" was being menacing.
It's a strange thing, this place.I swear once I was out walking one night and the poeple across the street from me had no faces they were walking a dog I could see the dog but not their faces
they were standing under street lights and just "looked" at me. I looked back all confused.
I could have imagined it but I was really confused by it, I could also make out the detail on the dog.
well thats morbidEasy for someone else to say. Either way, I have to go there anyway when she passes. Almost 100 years old and in bad health. No rush to drive there twice.
well thats morbid