To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

Ooh I have another one. I was driving southbound on the M6 toll going home from a work trip. I wasn't driving slowly, but a big BMW overtook me. Following him was an old style VW golf. Desperately trying to keep up with the BMW and doing quite well. I thought to myself "if that polo keeps doing that speed it's wheel is going to fall off!" And a couple of seconds later, the polo had a blow out and bits of shredded tyre were flying at my windscreen. Polo veered to the hard shoulder, BMW and I kept going - I couldn't do anything other than laugh in complete astonishment. So weird.

Just think how often you carry or carried your own children. Now think how often you remember your parents carrying you. I remember being carried once.
I believe that being carried is such an ordinary thing when you are small that you simply fail to remember. You remember the sensation of going down the stairs but not that you were carried.

@startstopstart. I've had that experience too. Not as often as you though. I remember once knowing I was flying through Peterborough at night, I live in the Midlands and would have no reason to go there particularly. I don't know why I went there but I distinctly remember seeing road signs below I could clearly read and cars driving at night. It was a lovely feeling being able to fly but with no real purpose. And I agree very different to a dream. I would love to be able to do it at will.

When we had a thread like this previously, someone posted about childhood "memories" of floating down the stairs, from top to bottom in one floaty step. This resonated really strongly with me.. some part of me remembers doing this too.

Anyone else?

I put this on a Covid is Science thread but I swear in 1000 years we’ll look back and scoff at the Science people like we look at religion now. We’ll know that Quatum whatever is ACTUALLY hiw the universe works.

We’ll smile benignly on our 21c for believing what we do in the same way Greek and Roman gods are clearly bunkum despite being everything during their respect periods.

Wish I was around to know what was really going on ,,.

As a child, I had reoccurring dreams of their being a secret tunnel in my house leading to a new room.
As an adult, I bought my parents house and have now built an extension where the hidden room was in my dreams. My dreams predicted my future!

I've remembered another. I had opened a brand new pot of face cream in my bathroom and promptly dropped it on the floor.

All the cream left the pot really cleanly - and just vanished. I was left holding an empty pot and no cream anywhere, not on the floor or anything in the room. I even checked the ceiling.

Bloody odd. And annoying.

When I hear a sudden noise in a dark room at night, my brain often creates a burst of light to go with it, whether my eyes are open or closed although it happens more often when I'm tired. I have no idea why this would happen and it used to freak me out thinking I had seen an explosion or spark, but it was always nothing.

Having read about exploding head syndrome, I believe it is that except that I don't hallucinate the noises, it happens in response to things like something falling over in the room.

I have very clear “click” moments where you know somethings important.
I saw a woman in the train doing something with bits of newspaper and I had a click. Several years later I got a job, part of which was analysis of press cutting to do with our company. I then left my job but had keep the press cutting as a freelancer. It totally saved my life when I became a single parent.
Another was on a cruise. I clicked with a certain place abroad we visited . Not only did I return a few years later but weirdly met my future husband who had work in this place and we married there 17 years later.
Normally it’s stuff I click and then lose. Like I know I should watch out for it.

What will I do when this thread is full ? Will there be a glitch in the matrix II?

@joinedatlast i think you did the right thing, reckon you were drifting off and something woke you up and scared you enough to stop you. The gatting out, checking the car etc would all ensure you were fully awake. Didn't need to phone AA because there wasn't ever anything wrong so your subconscious knew it was safe

Oh wow StopStartStop, thank you for sharing that. It does sound quite scary. I don't know if I'd try again in your shoes either. I don't know why your fellow students got upset? That was a bit weird of them.

Oh and dd had a psychic friend who said I was 'surrounded by dead people', and from my earliest days and even now, some people have said I am a witch. I'm not.

@73kittycat73
OoBEs. As far back as I can remember (pre second birthday) I would leave my body at night (as soon as I was alone in bed) and float about elsewhere. I could watch things happening. I didn't know other people weren't doing it. It was so much part of my life I didn't question it. I know that between 1980 and 1984 I spent some part of most evenings floating over the town hall square in Rochdale - watching people go in and out of the Flying Horse pub etc. That's the 'Overin' donkey to people in Rochdale. I had no real purpose in my OoBEs, it was just where I needed to be. Later I found out my mum also was out of body a lot. She spent years over the rainforest and said it was extremely boring! My bad trip - I studied theology as a mature student, and this topic came up in conversation. People were quite upset by it. Very shortly afterwards, perhaps the same night, when I started to drift out of my body, I didn't go at a normal pace, I went at breakneck speed. I travelled to Douglas Isle of Man and scraped against the brickwork of the house I had there. I went to a lot of places from my childhood, not necessarily places I liked. All far too fast. I was scared. I was relieved to get home safely and haven't done it again. Perhaps I'm blocking it.

I wasn't dreaming, by the way. Dreams are quite different. I was good at lucid dreaming when younger. More recently I explained how to do that go my dgd, and she is skilled at it now.

Dgd also remembered events from past lives when she was a toddler, but doesn't now.

Someone upthread mentioned electrical devices - they die when they see me. I had to put my television in the yard to stop it coming on at full volume in the night -no plug, no aerial.

My mum, like a lot of other people, had dreams predicting the Aberfan tragedy.

@StarsAreWishes. Have you considered the possibility that you might be a vampire? ;)

Years ago I was driving back from a holiday with extended family. A 5 hour drive, just me and my 5 year old ds. I had stopped for breaks, but was tired. About an hour from home on the M1 there was suddenly a massive noise just like someone pounding on the roof of the car. So loud. It was dark. My son screamed " Oh no. This is where I die!!". I pulled onto the hard shoulder and got out and pulled my son out and away from the car. I sat a minute cuddling him and about to ring AA thinking maybe I'd had a blow out . But for some strange reason I checked all the tyres then started the engine again. It all seemed normal so I decided we should get back in and carry on home. I know nothing about cars but just was thinking we are better getting going. Everything was fine for the rest of the journey and we got home with no problem and
The car was normal for years. Looking back I cant believe I got back in a car that for all I knew was unsafe on the motorway in the dark on my own with a young son, especially after what he said but I had firmly decided it was best to keep moving.
I sometimes wonder if I was falling asleep at the wheel and the banging woke me up, or if we had stayed on the hard shoulder something bad might have happened, or even in my darkest thoughts we died in an alternate reality.
Its sounds stupid (and irresponsible) written down but its played on my mind for the past 20 years

That's a past-life alliance, with recognition. I have one but once again, we haven't managed to work it out.

When I met my husband, I knew we were meant to be together. I know it sounds very sweeping and romantic, but it wasn't like that. The very first moment I saw him we locked eyes and I knew, with as much certainty that I know my own name, that he belonged in my life and I in his and this was definitely part of the design. Not even necessarily in a romantic way, but like he was what I had been waiting for and I knew I was waiting for it. Of course, when I spoke to him and got to know him, I loved him madly and I still do, but if your life is a book you write, I knew as soon as I locked eyes with him that all my future chapters were going to have his name in them.

I often have dreams that make no sense at all and they later come true. I struggle to remember full details now but I had one about where I would now. I remember waking up and saying to my partner it's so weird, I dreamt that I was sitting looking at x view out of the window at work while someone told me y thing, but I wasn't at work (as in, when I dreamt it I didn't work there) and I have no idea who the person was. But the weird thing is I don't recognise it at all until the exact scenario plays out and I remember then dream. It's kind of like deja vu, except I remember actually having the dream about it.

I have had this several times. You experience a situation and it feels like to have dreamt this exact scene and living it now, so the situation, people, place and feeling feels already familiar as if you recognise it from a dream. Is there a neurological explanation for this? Would you say this is the same as deja vu?

[quote KisstheTeapot14]@TwittleBee

I love your magic coat. However the change happened to appear...

I will also bear that in mind if ever the opportunity to give someone a little unexpected 'pocket money'.

Its so great to be rummaging in a bag or pocket and suddenly feel the shape of a pound coin as a surprise.

Did you ever read a Dick King Smith story called The Queen's Nose?

There was also a book called Flossy Teacake's Fur coat (she puts it on and transforms temporarily into a grown woman - handy for concert trips and other adventures). No wonder I think coins and coats are a bit magical. Too much time reading as a child....[/quote]
Both EXCELLENT books!

I went on holiday abroad in the nineties. Was walking down a street one day and saw my exact double walking on the opposite side of the road.

When in labour with dd I had an out of body experience and floated to the ceiling watching my self giving birth. (This could have been the pethadine)

I turned the key in the lock as quietly as I could, and sat down on the bed staring at the door handle. The footsteps stopped directly outside my door.

This is so unnerving, @dontsaythj. Did anything else of that nature happen while you were at university? Were you aware of someone with malignant intent toward you?