To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

When I was about 6 or 7 (so over 50 years ago) we were staying with my nana in Liverpool and went to the local park. Somehow I lost my watch (a cheap Timex one) in the park, but when we were walking back to her house a few minutes later I found a £5 note on the pavement that was more than enough to pay for a new watch.

I swear that before the show was first released they showed a clip as part of a montage of “new shows coming later this year” that showed Skin taking off the duck headpiece. I remember thinking at the time that the show looked interesting. But I was then very confused at all of the rest of the material that followed in later weeks build up which said that no one knew who the singers were.

I have to conclude that there was one short clip that was included in a montage by mistake. Maybe you saw the same clip?

Later on my parents set up a business from home and we had an old style fax/phone and I used to be able to hear a radio station on that. I’ll never forget picking it up one day and hearing Penny Lane by the Beatles!

The weirdest thing ever though was when I was listening to the radio on my 90’s Hi Fi in my bedroom one night when the police helicopter flew directly over my house, really low. The radio signal broke up and I could hear the men in the helicopter talking on my radio. That was weird as fuck on reflection.

Speaking of radio weirdness I was early for work one morning and parked my car where I always did and was listening to Heart FM when all of a sudden that broke up and I could hear a French radio station! Understandable if I lived on the South Coast as I believe it’s a very common occurrence there, but this was in North Wales!

I'm Australian, and in October 2002 I was visiting Singapore for work. On the Friday morning I awoke to what I thought was a radio news bulletin: "A bomb has gone off in Bali and five Australians are dead." But the radio was off. I switched it on to hear the 8am news, but nothing was said about a bomb in Bali. I looked through the morning's papers, then hunted through the previous day's papers in case my brain had scrambled something I'd read. But there was nothing. So I dismissed the "bulletin" as a trick of REM sleep.

On the Sunday I awoke to a real news bulletin. Two bombs had gone off in Bali overnight and more than 200 people were dead, including 88 Australians.

It haunts me now that perhaps the cosmos was trying to give me urgent info and I ignored it. Had I taken it seriously I could have called the consulate in Denpasar and asked if they'd heard any warnings about terrorist activity. My call could have prompted them to ask the Bali police, and maybe everyone would have been super-vigilant that weekend. But I didn't do anything.

I used to 'see' things. As a young woman, I saw myself with a child who was my daughter, but her hair was a different colour from mine, so I assumed I would be adopting. No, when she came along years later she had that hair. I 'saw' her washing up- a boy younger than her, tall with long blond hair, standing behind her with his arms around her waist - he loved her very much. He turned up too, tall, blond, loving and six months younger.

I used to be able to find things by calling to them and holding out my hand, which would then draw me towards whatever I was looking for. I told someone about this and he said 'Not all gifts are from God.' I shouldn't have believed him, it was such a useful gift! Also I later connected it with my dad being a dowser - he's never made a big thing of it but men he worked with did. Same thing.

I did out of body stuff daily from birth? until a bad 'trip' in my thirties. An unpleasant o-o-b not anything drug-related.

I kinda wish I'd never started reading these in bed, in the dark 😵

Oh I have another one, more spooky though, thinking about it makes me fucking scared.
We went with my partner to see horror at Cinema (can't remember the name of the movie) we were on our own, literally 2 people in the room and the Cinema room felt weird, cold too.I was very unsettled .
We didn't even finish watching the movie and I just wanted to go home.
The whole journey I felt we were followed by someone.
My partner has walked me back home, we were both walking towards my house when we both turned around and saw the weirderst creature ever, the cteature was about 3 maters high, all black and skinny (like a slanderman ?) It was walking towards the corner then dissapeared !?!??!
We were both standing there in silnece .
I keep thinking if this was even real.
We didn't smoke and drink that night.
Just fucking weird

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I had a dream about Michael Jackson doing few hours before the news came out to say he was dead . Super weird and makes me nervous thinking about it.

I was 15 at the time and living at home with my parents. I had went up to bed and I shut my eyes not yet asleep and I saw clear as anything me waking up the next morning to get ready for school, go into the bathroom, the house phone rings and my dad answers says a few things and then come into the bathroom and says to me 'that was your auntie on the phone, blank has died' it was like bleeped out the way he said it.

I woke up the next morning started getting ready for school and this all happened the exact same way, the same time and everything expect I found out who it was this time 😣🤷🏻‍♀️

About 4 years ago there was a bad storm and I'm quite anxious anyway but I was trying to call my dp. He didn't answer but an older lady did, she said hello I said hello and I said sorry I'm after my husband let's call him Paul and she said why are you calling off my husband Paul's phone? I said no I'm calling off my phone trying to get hold of my partner Paul. We were both so freaked out by it. We hung up and called again and got each other. We could only assume there was a crossed wire with the storm, but the same name as we were both trying to get hold of our dh dp called Paul... Freaky.
Dp called me soon after from the car and I told him the story, he was so shocked.

This also happened many years before when I was a teenager and listening to the radio on my Nokia, I picked up our land-line and heard my mums friend tell her on the phone that someone we knew had died.

Very weird

In my second year of uni, I moved into a privately rented flat with a friend.

Her boyfriend was a drug dealer who the police were searching for and he stayed over most nights. This bit sounds dodgy but they used to listen to the same evil song on repeat. It really scared me.

One night, as I was sleeping, I felt my body rise from the ground as I was sleeping (I didn't have a bed at the time).

I heard loads of angry voices but I felt completely at peace floating above the floor. Slowly, the voices disappeared and I was lowered back down.

When I woke up the next day, I found out my friend and her boyfriend had been arrested on drug charges. There had been a raid on our flat. Doors broken, flat tipped upside down apart from my room, no lock.

I honestly believe I was 'kept safe' by the Lord. I moved out that day and took my friends fish who went on to live with my nan.

I can't explain it at all. I know it happened.

Friend and her drug dealer boyfriend had been storing huge amounts of cannabis in our flat. I assumed the smell came from our neighbours.

I read the police report, it said it was a 2 bedroom flat and only 2 occupants were present.

Every time I talk about my friends deceased partner with her, a lightbulb in my house explodes. I don’t mean just stops working, a bulb quite literally explodes. It’s not dodgy wiring or bulbs as they can be different rooms.

The same thing also happens to her sister. She had no prior knowledge of it happening to me & corroborated that it also happens to her.

I'm not at all religious btw, although I do cry and feel overwhelmed every time I go in a church

Was it you in the Sistine Chapel?

Picture of my mum - glass shattered (with stickers on) and frame broken. Went away for a week, came back - all mended.

I shouldn’t be reading these before bed!

In 1985 my best friend was staying the night at mine. We were both mid teens and had a couple of illegal drinks, it was a Friday night. She slept on a fold out bed on the floor next to my bed. We both awoke the next morning and started to talk about our dreams. We had both dreamt we were in the same place, our old school, not far from my house, the school was an old stately home more than 150 years old. We were in some sort of stable hiding from something and someone, I recall bombs being dropped. I can still see the door of the stable now, only half a door with planks of wood across it to keep it closed.

Also, around the same time I had a very weird dream that Jesus kissed me. We were outside a cave on a hill side near a white rock and he was there,holding my face kissing me. Woke up feeling very strange but very content and full of love. I'm not at all religious btw, although I do cry and feel overwhelmed every time I go in a church.

You can test it with someone your height by dh or ds stooping down to your height.

Please report back.

We lived in a basement flat when I was a student. It was THC old kitchens of a large house and still had the old range and York stone wine cellars at the back.
I never felt comfortable on my own their and always felt I was being watched.
One day I walked through to the kitchen and caught sight of a ball of light floating by the ceiling. As soon as I rounded the corner it exploded in a flash. I felt the explosion on my face. My housemate was walking into the room though the opposite door and was the bang made them duck behind the door frame.
To this day I have no clue what it was. We checked that none of the light bulbs had exploded, all the plug sockets were still working. Absolutely no idea.......

Fuck me I'd of moved out within 5mins of seeing that!!!