To ask your "glitch in the matrix" moment?

[bloomingheck1]

Hello,

I had a glitch in the matrix last night whilst dying my hair, I took the nozzle off the bottle and put it on the sink and then I mixed the dye etc and when I went to get the nozzle it was gone, I moved everything off the sink, looked on the floor but it was gone so I managed without and then once the hair dye was on I found the nozzle on the sink on top of something I'd moved and I swear it wasn't there before! Not a major event but it was a bit weird.

Do you have any glitch in the matrix stories? (Basically unexplained events)

My aunt always tells this one too. She was a single mum and really struggling for money having lost her job near Christmas. Her house was a new build when she’d bought it so no previous occupants.
In the hallway she had sanded floor boards and one had come loose, so she’d fastened it back down, next day it’s loose again, twice more she fastens it back, until feeling annoyed she takes the whole thing up to see why it keeps happening. There’s only £50 in cash under there, this was almost 30 years ago too. The day after she found out she’d got a new job she’d interviewed for and always says someone was looking out for her.

@iloveeverykindofcat
As a small girl I went through a phase of semi-believing I had psychic powers, as children do

An interesting observation. I had this feeling for a few weeks when I was maybe 9 or 10. And lots of weird coincidences and a feeling of the world being somehow magical around that time.

I have a similar story to you OP. I was doing my makeup at my dressing table, put my eyebrow brush down. When to pick it up again and it vanished. I haven't found it since either, very strange!!

Something I had forgotten about until this thread:

In 6th form we went on a trip to European capital city. We had snuck out the two nights once the teachers had gone to bed in taxis with some twenty something backpackers. The second night we drank way too much with the hope of saving money once we got out. We got a taxi to a club, paid entry and got one drink which was the end of my holiday cash. An hour later I hit a wall and wanted to leave but my friends didn’t. I left the club (in the city centre), completely forgot we had got a taxi and walked back to the hostel. But the hostel was a good 8-10 miles away and as it was an organised tour to museums/landmarks we didn’t have a feel to the city at all.

I had been walking for hours when I suddenly sobered up and realised that I was in a deserted industrial/warehouse area without a clue where I was and wtf moment. I was walking around with not a soul around until I stumbled on 10-15 men dressed as naive americans(?) with windpipes/feathers just standing around (presumed they were waiting for a lift to go to an event). I tried asking if I could borrow a phone/google but none of them had any idea what I was talking about (they must have known I was a lost English 16 year old in going out clothes in an industrial area) - even if I had used google maps all I had to go on was a hostel near to the equivalent of a Tesco express. I had absolutely no idea how to find the hostel as I didn’t know the address/area/local landmarks/we had always just stepped onto the coach to get onto the highway to get into the city.

As I had nothing to go on, no money, no phone, shoes had fallen apart, really cold and no address apart from ‘city name’ youth hostel I decided that I had to try to find a main road to hope to find a passing police car. That moment I was 100% sure I’d be kicked out of 6th form and all hell would be let loose with either my parents been called to fly out as I’d miss my flight home or a teacher would have to stay behind.

I staggered around trying to get off this industrial area to find a cross section with the start of a residential area with the hostel sitting 20m away.

Let myself into our dorm, laid on my bed for 5 minutes wondering how on earth I had got back, who were these natives (even the young ones didn’t seem to understand what google was, or even really acknowledge me), how had I stumbled on this huge industrial area when the hostel seemed to be surrounded by traditional apartments and how on earth had I walked miles in the right direction. We were flying back to the U.K. that morning and we were up packing 30 minutes later to leave. We had spent the majority of the trip sitting on the hostel terrace (sneakily) drinking surrounded by at least 6+ storey old apartment buildings. All the photos look like we were in the centre of a built up residential area.

I swear I wasn’t on drugs, just drunk and I remember leaving the club and walking alone - definitely alone and never spoke to anyone apart from the natives. Didn’t realise I was lost nor had a clue that I was just ‘walking’ cluelessly until getting to the industrial area. How on earth did I get back?

Just remembered a recent one the other week too. I was strapping my niece into the car and my mum had her raincoat in her hand and as she checked her straps she put the raincoat on the seat next to her (I saw her do it) she then turned around and asked me where the raincoat was. I told her you've just put on the back seat, nope it wasn't there! She opened the boot and there it was!? So strange!

@CatkinToadflax

DS1 was born extremely prematurely and was in NICU for a long time. The first time my brother visited him, he brought a tiny Mothercare bunny, who he introduced to his new nephew as Clive and said that Clive would look after him. Clive was so small that he fitted perfectly in the incubator and was often used by the nurses to angle DS1’s tubes and wires. Eventually DS and Clive came home. DS loved Clive in a way that has no words, and Clive more or less lived clenched in DS’s hand.

One night, shortly before DS’s 5th birthday, he and Clive went to bed together. The next morning he was gone and we never saw him again. The night he vanished was the same night that a very dear friend’s toddler son died. We have always said that Clive knew that DS was doing well and didn’t really need him any more, and was called away to a higher purpose.

Oh that one made me teary

Does anyone see people on TV and around town that aren't the same people, but look very similar like they've been copied on some template and just dressed a bit differently? It's a bit like the baddie from the Matrix where he appears in different places. That freaks me out.

I think it's just a genetic thing where every now and then you get two people that look really similar.

Not a glitch ien, just a weird one.

My sister was trying for a second child, but wasn't having much luck. Dad and I were about to go on holiday together (i was 19 and at Uni) and whilst there I dreamt my sister had a baby. Told her, she'd recently had a test, negative. I had this dream three or four times in the coming weeks. Always the same. Literally just my sister, my nephew aged roughly the same age and a baby in her arms. I knew baby was a girl. Black background. Dream was literally just that.

So she goes to the hospital to get some investigations done. She calls me later.

When they scanned her she was pregnant. 6 months gone. She wasn't showing, no kicks, negative tests. But there was my niece.

It felt like she was trying to tell someone, I'm here, I'm here!!

@PaddleBoardingMomma omg! 😳

The spiders in the jam

My Dad has always struggled with watches. They just stop working. He's only had two that haven't died after a few weeks. One was a cheap Casio and the other is his current watch, a smart watch.

Playing a daft game with my teenage friends. It was like wink murder with extra steps. Three "criminals", one doctor and one sheriff. The first time we played I was the sheriff. Everyone sits with their eyes shut and only the game master knows who has the roles. The criminals pick a victim, then the doctor can pick a random person and if they're the victim they get to be revived and then the sheriff picks a random person and if they're one of the criminals they are out of the game. If the criminals randomly pick the sheriff, they win.
First round - victim picked, doctor healed them and I picked a criminal. This made us all laugh at how random it was, given we had our eyes shut during the choosing so no-one knows who is who. I wasn't cheating!
Second round - same thing!
Third round - yes, same thing again. I really, really wasn't cheating. I did not know who the "criminals" were. Game over.
The game master said he'd played the game a lot and had never had that happen. Also there were more than 20 of us in the group.
We played the game again several times, but that never happened again and I was never picked to be sheriff again. I was glad, I was a bit spooked.

Currently, my son thinks our old cat is haunting us. Sometimes I ask "Ds2, did you just fart?"
Him - "No. It must be the cat."
Me - "Um, the cat's dead."
Him - "One of her poops has come back to haunt us."

Shamelessly placemarking as this is so interesting!

I often get premonitions in dreams. I knew my grandfathers were going to die about a week before they did. They weren’t suffering from any limiting diseases or in hospital on palliative care or anything. This has also happened with other people to. My mother, aunt and my grandfather could also do the same thing. Freaks us out every time.

I was also driving home once and lost control of the car on a bend on some oil that had been spilled on the road. As I felt the back kick out on the car I heard my dads voice in my head saying ‘turn the wheel the other way’. My dad had taught me to drive but we had never done anything like controlling a skid or anything like that. His voice was completely calm and so clear.It was like he was sitting next to me. I did what I was told and managed to pull the car back under control without hitting any oncoming traffic.
Issue is that he had died 6 months prior to the event. He saved my life that day or I would have gone into the side of a brick barn.

@Lipsandlashes

I was listening to music in the car through Spotify. Arrived at home and unplugged by phone from the car, so it reverted back to the radio. The exact song I was listening to on Spotify picked up at exactly the same point on the radio. I double checked I had definitely unplugged the phone. I had. So weird.

@Lipsandlashes

There must have been a message from somebody in that song for you ❤️

I dont think I have but I firmly believe that we have a helpful household spirit.

I put my ring down last night when I put hand cream on, it wasnt there when I went to get it this morning. Figured it must have got knocked off, had a look and couldnt find it.

Did the hoovering and didnt suck it up so I started to wonder if I had moved it. Anyway several hours later, about half an hour ago I sat down and there on the floor right in front me (no where near where I had been last night) was the ring that I know hadnt been there earlier!

So I said thank you to our spirit who often does us little favours like this :)

@Nosnogginginthekitchen

Lots but pretty much all explained by ADHD and object permanence issues.

What is object permanence?

Oh I forgot this, no idea how. Many years ago, when dh and I were newly dating, we booked a supposedly haunted hotel in the Highlands. Too late for dinner, we went out for takeaway food and were caught up behind the most stunning display of marching bagpipers. Took ages for them to clear before we could find a take away but we so enjoyed it. Mist was rolling off the hills, it was dusk, the sound as the pipers faded slowly.

Got back to the hotel bar and told the barman how lucky he was to live among such beauty and musical displays. Much guffawing from the locals at our experience. Seems to be a regular 'spectacle' for the visitors. But it was real!

Also remembered when I was pregnant Damian Rice had just launched, I listened to his CD non stop. Three years later, driving ds back from nursery and the Blowers Daughter comes on the radio. Ds says 'mum, I liked that song, you played it when I was in your tummy lots and lots."

@Bogiesaremyonlyfriend

Dont know if this counts as glitch, but freaky. When pregnant with dd1 a tiny wooden cat figure turned up in my house. Never seen it before. Saw it around loads while pregnant but never really thought much of it, would turn up in my pocket etc but swear I'd not picked it up. Once I'd had dd didnt think of it but one day realised it not seen it around for ages. Before I knew I was pregnant with dd2 it turned up again and hung around. I did like it, was very sweet looking and tried second time around to look after it. After she was born, totally disappeared, never to be seen again. Never had any more dc

How beautiful. You were so lucky to get that reassurance.

@batmanladybird when you can't see something, it still exists.
So you show a baby a ball, hide it behind you and up to a certain age that's it, ball no longer exists. Hence crying when something they ove disappears. They don't look for it behind you until they've learnt object permanence

Something that happens regularly is that I will arrive somewhere when it is empty and within minutes of my arrival it will fill up with people, just like in The Sims when you go to an empty community lot and then it starts to populate. Some evidence that life really is a computer simulation ?

@batmanladybird it's when an object is out of sight but you still know it exists so for example if your in the living room then you know your bed still exists in your bedroom even though you can't see it (that's my understanding of it anyway).

@alicewasahorse

I was in holiday a number of years ago. Sitting outside people watching. A very distinctive man was sitting opposite. His face literally turned into pieces, all scaly reptile like and then changed into a completely different human face.

Nothing like this has ever happened to me before or after. It was so weird and I had such a horrible feeling that I grabbed my things and ran.

I think about it sometimes and try and think of a sensible explanation but I just can't explain it

Not to shit on your experience @alicewasahorse but - you had an hallucination. I hope I don't sound like a sneering old cynic but I think the vast majority of these stories, as spooky and amazing as they sound, have logical explanations, mostly to do with our own brains. Some that have only been connected relatively recently, such as mild types of epilepsy and weird sensations such as intense deja vu or feelings of your stomach doing summersaults, or nausea. There's a lot we still don't understand about our own consciousness/nervous system. And yes, a lot of them are sheer coincidence. How many non-glitchy moments do you have every single day? The rare matrix-moments stand out because they seem so freaky.

When my eldest son was about seven I was a single mum to him and his younger brother. I was a supply teacher and I worried about money constantly. I always bought school shoes new, they didn't have slippers, and wellies were second hand as long as they weren't too worn. He had outgrown everything so I bought the school shoes new. I was putting off wellies until pay day / time to trawl the charity shops. We went to the shoe and clothes recycling containers at the tesco up the road. I opened the big metal flap to put his old shoes and wellies on. In the tray was a pair of brand new , green , size 7 children's wellies. Exactly what we needed. I just stood and stared at them. When I took them off the flap and put the old things in they fell into the container. I have no idea why the wellies hadn't. They has never been worn .If they had been pink and covered in glitter he would never have accepted them. It was an absolute miracle at the time. Coincidence of course , but amazing

@CatkinToadflax ooh that made me cry 😢

When I was 11 we moved house. We had the keys a few days early and so my Mum, my sister and I decided to go and look around the new house after school. It was a new build, so totally empty.

When we got to the house, there was a black cat sitting on the door step. We are all cat lovers so made a fuss of it and then opened the front door.

The cat shot into the house and went up the stairs. We couldn't find it anywhere. Searched the empty house but no sign of it. We eventually had to leave but never ever saw it again. No cat asking to be let out when we went back to visit or when we eventually moved in.

All three of us saw it happen.