To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

Should say I am really enjoying this thread

I am really and read it last night, then tonight I have caught up on all the new posts. However there have been several new posts that I could have sworn I read last night!
I think it's just the spookiness of the thread getting to me!

I loved the story about the little girl finding all the purses with £2 in. When you're very young things can happen that have no explanation but you immediately accept them. I know there were things like this in my childhood but I can't anything in particular.

One thing I remember though, is being at school when I was 4 or 5, and feeling very homesick and wishing I was at home. Next thing I knew I was opening my eyes and I was in bed at home waking up from a nap! Clearly it had been a dream but for a long time I would try and recreate the magical event that had made me able to wish myself back home 😂
Funnily enough it never worked again!

I love this one.
Do you remember if your Mrs Wilkins looked anything like your now adult sister?

We had 2 cats who'd passed away, then finally the last one died a couple of years later. We had montage pictures made for each one, printed on canvas, and hung on the bedroom wall, each via a single hook. Some weeks passed. One early afternoon I was sitting downstairs, all was quiet. No traffic (we live on a quiet dead end road), our neighbours (semi-detached house) were away on holiday. I was the only one home. No pets at that point.

Suddenly there was a dull thud from upstairs (the main bedroom) then a louder thud of something hitting the floor. Silence. I thought 'what the fresh hell was that?!?' Went upstairs to look, found one cat's picture on the floor. It had clearly fallen, bounced off the dressing table below, then onto the floor. I was mystified how it managed to fall, and how it got onto the floor so easily. No neighbours about to rattle the wall (could have understood had they been home as the pictures are attached to the party wall). No traffic (or earth tremors!). Plus, if the picture had just slipped off it would have fallen onto the dressing table and stayed put there, but it continued onto the floor. Would have taken some force to get it there.

In the end I explained it to myself this way. The naughty demised kitty had knocked the picture of the one he disliked off the wall in fun. He often used to tease the other cat and was a constant annoyance to him. He was telling me he was still around and up to his normal mischief! The picture hasn't fallen again in the intervening years. I still don't really know what happened but I like my own interpretation.

I've had a mini magimix processor for over 10 years (different ones) as the blades keep going missing.

Moved 3 times, had 3 new blades and everytime I know I put them in the dishwasher and in the morning....nothing.

So fed up but also a bit weird.

One Sunday morning a few years ago I turned on the telly and there was Andrew Marr. Those who watch it know it starts at 9 and finishes and 10. So you would assume the time was somewhere between 9 and 10. Well the clicks had gone back the night before so it was actually between 8 and 9. The TV guide said it should have been on TV between 9 and 10.

I've got a couple. First was when I was out horse riding with some friends as a teenager. I hadn't done much riding before but everyone else in the group was more experienced & the horse I was riding was known for being totally bombproof so I felt safe going along with them. At one point we were going to race across the field, the next thing I know my friend was at the other side of the field holding both her horse and mine while I was walking about halfway across the field. No-one saw me fall, I had no recollection of it happening and had no bruises or pain anywhere to suggest I'd landed on the ground. I'm 99% sure I couldn't have jumped off the horse because, while I was comfortable riding a horse, I often took a while to get on or off and would often have to shake my feet around to get them out of the stirrups. I've always assumed my brain had blocked it out as a self-protective thing but it still bugs me that I wasn't in any way injured or had any mud or anything that would suggest contact with the ground.

The other one was a few years ago when I was out at a popular local attraction with a friend and our DC. All 3 DC were quite young and had disappeared into a playhouse type thing together. Friend and I were standing right outside almost blocking the only entrance with our buggies. We were chatting a bit but mostly keeping an eye on the kids because we knew 2 of them sometimes had a bit of a personality clash... Eventually we decided to move on and called the children out. 2 came but my youngest didn't follow. I stuck my head in and he was nowhere to be seen. There's no way he could've snuck past us but the older 2 were only 3 or 4 and not much help in telling us where he might have gone. I left my friend to look after the other 2 and went rushing round looking for my 2yo. I couldn't find him anywhere in the immediate vicinity so went to the lost child point where they said they'd just had someone radio in that they were bringing a child over. I waited outside and my son appeared with one of the employees but they came from the complete opposite direction to where we'd been and there's no way he could've got that far with his little legs when I'd seen him not long before in the playhouse and had run to the lost child point! He was perfectly happy and not at all phased by his adventure, I still feel panicky 6 years later and have no explanation for how he could even have left the playhouse, let alone got that far away. My friend agreed that he'd been in there just before we called them out so it's not like it was just me assuming he was there. Baffling! I've never lost a child before or since, despite that fact that one of my others was a bolter who'd be gone before you blinked given half a chance! DC2 was never like that any other time, he was like my shadow most of the time!

[quote Marcipex]@TheParadigmShift
But what sort of animal was it?[/quote]
Well I recognized it as a comet

My name is Cassandra. The name is Greek if you want to look up the mythology.

I often just know things. I can't explain it really. Future things. Like when Andy Murray won Wimbledon. I remember it happening, I said to my mum, at the start of the next year "it won't be as interesting this year cos he's already won it once". Unfortunately I said it a year early because he hadn't won yet.
I've loads of similar examples

[quote Beanybob]@disconnected101 Thank you for your concern, genuinely, but no I have never had any comments about being spaced out and have had MRI and CT head scans (unrelated reason) and have never had any concerns raised along those lines.
It's more like I blink and an hour has passed. Odd, but less frequent than when I was a child thank goodness.[/quote]
@Beanybob I have a form of temporal lobe epilepsy related to hormonal activity/menstrual cycle known as catamenial epilepsy. It started when I was a teenager, not diagnosed until well into adulthood. No one I was in the company of ever noticed until well into my late 30s, & then it was my partner, because the seizures, which are actually fleeting periods of incredibly intense deja vu, don't cause me to lose consciousness, but I do feel sick/nervous when it happens.
It's all over in about 10-20 seconds. I never had 'absence seizures' but have experienced auras, sometimes days before a seizure happens, but they don't always follow.
It wasn't affecting my daily life (happening 2 - 3 times a year) but I wanted to know if there was anything wrong.
I got an MRI & saw a neurologist who said my brain looked 'picture perfect' on the scan images! Damage/lesions show up on scans but epilepsy doesn't always have such a physical cause.

It started during puberty for me and I used to have very regular frequent episodes in the days leading up to & for the first couple of days of my period. I didn't get a diagnosis until more than 20 years later, and only because I pursued it. I wonder how much 'mild' epilepsy goes undiagnosed.

Just tonight, I used my mobile phone to call a friend. I was dat at the dining room table and my 13yr old DS was sat at the table too. I finished the call and my phone died as the battery had run down. I carried on folding laundry and went to let the dog outside to toilet. When I came back to collect my phone, I couldn't find it anywhere. Checked folded laundry, on floor, entire table, downstairs toilet, kitchen, fridge, microwave, handbag and I still can't find it,!! It's nowhere to be found. I sure I'm going mad, jusy don't know where it is

@TokenGinger

Well done. I attempted that thought process last night; it nearly killed me.

My mum was born 1963, I was born 1989. If you add 63 to 1989, or 89 to 1963, you'll get 2052. In 2052, I will turn 63 and my mum will turn 89.

My Nan ( my Mum's mum) passed away several years ago and my Mum wore the eternity ring that my grandad had given to my nan
She had to take it off because it had started to wear thin and was rubbing her finger so she kept it in a little trinket dish inher dressing table.
I took my Mum out one Sunday morning and when we got back, the ring was sitting in the middle of a cushion on the sofa.

As a teenager in the early 80s I had the most vivid dream ever about Marc Bolan. I didn't really know who he was prior to this, but in the dream he talked to me for what seemed like hours. He was there, sat on my bed wearing a pink feather boa, it was so real.
I woke up feeling the most at peace I have ever felt in my life and scattered on my duvet were several Bright pink feathers. There was nothing similar in the house at all.
From there I bought the records as it had intrigued me so much and music in general got me through a lot of bad times.

I know it was a dream, but to this day I cant explain the feathers.

Mine are ready dark sadly....not sure if glitch or wooo

I used to work with a lady called tracy. Tracy was part time weds to Fri. Our tram meetings were weds. Lovely lady quite often had a laugh and joke with her she was very lighthearted. Part way through a particular meeting there was everyone else laughing and tracy looked absolutely serious and our eyes met and in mind I thought she''ll be sad on Fri.
The Fri came I went into the office everyone was huddled round I went to see what had happened and Tracy's dh had taken his life the Thurs evening.

Another one in 2019 I kept having the most vivid dreams of people watching TV and getting angry, shaking their heads at the news, people looting.
My mind kept telling me 2020 is when it all changes everything changes in this year. I just felt for months something bad was upon us. Really odd still to this my my dh and friends think it's weird I was telling them about 2020 being a bad year for while.

This week. I took a ring off and put it on dining table. Turned away for 30 seconds, went to put it back on and it had gone. No one else in house. Searched high and low. No sign if it.

There are many videos on tik tok made by hospice nurses which are like this. A new nurse was working with an experienced nurse one night. The lift doors on their floor opened but no one got out. The older nurse told her not to worry and that it happened all the time. She said it was the spirits coming to collect someone who was ready to die. Everytime it happened a patient died during the night. If it didn't happen there were no deaths that night.

Why do spirits need to take lifts? They are not corporeal. That does not make sense.

4 years ago I had a nightmare that woke me up about a sinister man coming to read the meter and it was very important that I didn't let him in. I sat bolt upright in bed and couldn't sleep after that. A few hours later my 14 year old daughter woke up crying. She said she'd been awake she thought in bed but heard a voice clearly say "Don't let him in!"
We were looking at each other open mouthed when the doorbell rang. We didn't answer it. There was a horrible atmosphere. I tried to make light of it but when I went downstairs, there was a card from the electricity company saying the meter reader had missed us. We change companies all the time and have sometimes gone years without anyone reading it so it wasn't expected by any means. I often think that we were being protected but from what I don't know. The sinister feeling lifted around 6pm that evening.

Last night DH and I were in bed reading. The teenaged girls who live next door were being quite loud, but not too bad. Their household is chaotic and they often make a noise, just loud chatting, singing, laughing etc well into the small hours.

At exactly the same time, without talking about it, DH and I got to a suitable spot to finish reading and go to sleep. We both shut out books. At that exact moment the girls stopped and didn’t make a sound the rest of the night.

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