It looks like you're using an Ad Blocker.
Please white-list or disable AboveTopSecret.com in your ad-blocking tool.
Thank you.
Some features of ATS will be disabled while you continue to use an ad-blocker.
Originally posted by Nkinga
reply to post by awakendhybrid
This is actually a really great thread. My husband and I have been together since I was 16. I am 31 now. Ready?
His birthday is 318 (march 18th 1976)
My birthday is 813 (august 13th 1980)
My name is Nicole, my brother's name is Joseph
His name is Joseph, his sister's name is Nicole
trivial..but cool..neither of us grew up with our biological grandfathers, both "real" grandfathers had died of cancer, but each of our grandmothers both married the grandfather's best friends (both grandfathers were also mechanics) our non biological grandfathers worked together for lockheed martin....in separate states. His Grandfather was from Ohio and worked in Florida. My grandfather was from Florida and worked in Ohio. .... no, I'm not kidding, LOL. It gets weirder.
Both our moms are 51.
Originally posted by b3l13v3
reply to post by chr0naut
Perhaps. Although I do find it odd the amount of individuals who've experienced the same anomaly, and how descriptive they can be about the same problem.
reply to post by nightstalker78
Maybe you didn't read the description of the forum?
The Gray Area is a discussion forum that provides a dedicated area for members to post their confessions, disclosures, and related extraordinary personal experiences.
I don't believe the OP came here for counseling, I believe they came here to find others with similar situations. I don't think it takes a genius like yourself to find out that what the OP experienced was not ordinary.
Don't like what you see? Move along and find something worth your time.
Originally posted by Nkinga
reply to post by AwakeinNM
So...heres something really weird. As I was on this site, and this exact thread last night...reading the comments and then of course leaving a comment of my own. ... at the same time in another tab, I was on Facebook, communicating with my sister who lives in another state. As I was talking to her, I decided, for some reason out of the blue...truly, I really absolutely had no reason what so ever.. BUT I looked up my brother's ex girlfriend. Seriously... I really had not reason to look her up..they were simply a fling, and they have been broken up for over a year and a half, but anyway, I typed her name in..still not sure why. Saw that she was now married and pregnant. Smiled about her being pregnant, because she actually looked kinda cute..and then logged off. That was that. Still don't know why I had the urge to look her up. (some background story...she and my brother did drugs together and stole money from her grandma and my mom... long story) So, my mom calls me this morning to tell me...that this girls grandma called her last night and told her exactly : "I've given ( brother) a year to pay me back the money he stole and he has not done so, I am going to the DA in the morning to show him the fraudulent check he took." (in this particular case... this girl and my brother took the grandma's check and he signed her name to it for 1000 dollars! BUT! how weird is that? at the same time I had the urge to look this girl up on Facebook, her grandmother was calling my mother! and neither of us knew about each other's incidents.
Originally posted by obilesk
Well made post OP.
When I was about 16, I went into the bathroom to take a shower. As I got ready, I turned around and saw a wasp crawping slowly up the door. I froze, and watched it flutter its wings a bit as it moved. I gently opened the door, stepped out to the hallway, went to my room and grabbed a book to smash the thing before it could threaten me and my vulnerable body.
I slipped back into the bathroom and closed the door enough to get a good shot at it. I held the book up and located the wasp, nearly in the middle of the door. Then I smashed; it gave a good crunch.
I pulled the book away. No wasp. No nothing. It was freaking gone.
To this day I have only had one experience like that, and that was it.
It was real, it was there. At least, all my senses said it was.
Originally posted by paradox
Originally posted by baalbuster
My girlfriend kept pressing me for what I was talking about but there was no way I could translate what was going on in my head into the english language, it was like trying to name and describe an emotion that has never been felt before..I didn't even know how to begin to try and explain it to her so I told her I had to quit talking.
As I was reading your comment I was thinking about my last journey and how to put it into words...and then I read this part and I was like holy crap that's exactly what I was going to say.
The last time I indulged in the foul tasting fungus I had an experience which can only be likened to the 'real' matrix. When I looked at people I could see grid patterns in their faces like they were a program created by my mind. It got to be too much so I drove home (it was like a video game ) and spent the remainder of my experience by myself...not a great idea that time. I mindf***ed myself so hard, I don't know how to explain it. It's the same type of feeling I get every time I eat them. Like I remembered something that's long been forgotten. I realized that this reality is all created, every person, every experience is made up as a kind of entertainment and learning experience. A way for the universal intelligence to experience itself subjectively and explore all the possibilities through as many different viewpoints as it has created. All of the visuals and blood red, sparkling night sky, seeing every blade of grass under my feet in pitch darkness, trees melting into the background, and letters on things with text moving and shifting places, only served to remind me how easily this physical reality and our senses can be manipulated and that the only true existence is that of intelligence.
God I love those little guysedit on 3-22-12 by paradox because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by paradox
Originally posted by baalbuster
My girlfriend kept pressing me for what I was talking about but there was no way I could translate what was going on in my head into the english language, it was like trying to name and describe an emotion that has never been felt before..I didn't even know how to begin to try and explain it to her so I told her I had to quit talking.
As I was reading your comment I was thinking about my last journey and how to put it into words...and then I read this part and I was like holy crap that's exactly what I was going to say.
The last time I indulged in the foul tasting fungus I had an experience which can only be likened to the 'real' matrix. When I looked at people I could see grid patterns in their faces like they were a program created by my mind. It got to be too much so I drove home (it was like a video game ) and spent the remainder of my experience by myself...not a great idea that time. I mindf***ed myself so hard, I don't know how to explain it. It's the same type of feeling I get every time I eat them. Like I remembered something that's long been forgotten. I realized that this reality is all created, every person, every experience is made up as a kind of entertainment and learning experience. A way for the universal intelligence to experience itself subjectively and explore all the possibilities through as many different viewpoints as it has created. All of the visuals and blood red, sparkling night sky, seeing every blade of grass under my feet in pitch darkness, trees melting into the background, and letters on things with text moving and shifting places, only served to remind me how easily this physical reality and our senses can be manipulated and that the only true existence is that of intelligence.
God I love those little guysedit on 3-22-12 by paradox because: (no reason given)
Originally posted by Razimus
The biggest glitch I've seen was while watching a backhoe pick up dirt and drop it repeatedly, watching it without blinking repeat this process 3 or 4 times in the middle of the process the backhoe complete with driver/operator, the movie reel was cut, I blinked once, after the less than a second blink, the backhoe was in a different position, arm down, no longer carrying dirt, no operator, slightly muddier, saw a few days of the backhoe in the past, day or more of time was cut out and saw the present.
Glitch sounds like a bad word though, I would prefer to describe it as a temporary time-window naturally created by the universe.