Your experience with 'glitches in the matrix'

green_machine_two9er said:

Now that's wierd. I wonder how many people experience another being in some form during sleep paralysis. I have a friend who would expeirnce this nightly. The beings he described were always demonic and evil.

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AltarNation said:

While it may just be the way that we subconsciously deal with the feeling of helplessness that sleep paralysis can bring, I am inclined to see something more complex happening. None the less, terror seems to be the consistent theme... perhaps our minds are playing us this "fictional nightmare about a being" because we subconsciously know we need to invoke an adrenaline reaction to overcome the paralysis... but I've sort of come to realize that fiction is as fiction does... I'm not sure there's such a line as real/unreal when you're speaking about theoretical beings in the internal realm...

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Dr.Pecker said:

I wanted you post that story over there because its interesting thats all

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green_machine_two9er said:

Ok this I not really a glitch but one on the strangest things to have happened to me.

In high school my family moved into a old lumbar barens manor. Crazy yes. My mom was started a B and B. anyway the have always been strange noises oxcurances in the 160 yo mansion but the first time I could not deny something strange happening I was home along or a few months. My dad had cancer and was getting treatment ou of state.
Inhae been alone on the house for at least three weeks. In the middle of a dead sleep in by basement bedroom I am jerked awake by what sounded like someone kicking my window. My reaction was someone is ducking with my so I run outside buck knife on hand. Nothing. The motion sensor light clicked on as I came outside.

Ok that's wierd nothing was out here. That's when I see the room directly above my bedroom on the fist floor has all the lights full blast. WTF. My only job of watching the house is keeping lights off and get the mail. So I know that light was off.

I run back inside to the lit up room. This is when it gets wierd. Nobody believes me to this day so I don't even talk about this anymore but on the table in the room was the scrabble board game tat is available to guest of thr b&b. there are four notepads one in front of each chair. There is scores being tallied. Each notepad is label person 1, person 2,person3, and the last one just said me. The scrabble board was in play with multiple words created ad interlocking. Ok again wtf. Now I'm fucking done. I get in my car and go to my girls house. Before I left I snapped a coupple pictures of the scrabble board. And just didn't touch a thing.

Next day come back home hoping I was just dreaming. Scrabble game is still out. I freaked out and quickly put the room back I order cleaned up game.

Ok I know this is gettin long but all this is just coming back to me like some suppressed memory.

My girlfriend is now staying with me cause I'm to much of a baby to sleep alone in the house. It's maybe three nights after the game, and we are jerked awake by the same kick to the window in my bedroom. I want to leave but my ole lady is all into paranormal shit and she looks like it's Christmas morning. She insist we go investigate. No lights on, not even the few ones that we keep on 24h for safety. Fuck fuck ok so get upstairs and we find every single chair in the whole house tuned upside down. I remember thinking wtf kind of ghost does some shit like this.

My girl think it was some elaborate hoax on my part to try to scare her. My parents say the only ghost is the Holy Ghost. And my friends all think I must have eaten some shrooms or something.

This is the last encounter of many in this house. My others were very predictable. Footsteps, animals all acting wierd. And there were two occasions were I woke up paralysed but completely Conscience. I remember being so hot and feeling a presence in te corner of my room. I could not move my head to look but there is no questions in my mind that something was there. Each event was specifically at 3:33 am and I do coul see my clock. What feels like an eternity I'm stuck minute never changes. My cat in under the bed hissing and growing then as suddenly as it started the minute switched and I regained my body ran from my room. Fuck just thinking about this stuff is getting me all nervous.

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tytheguy111 said:

Okay let me get my pacifier

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AltarNation said:

Okay, here's the thing that makes it all clinch: The network is in a timeless state, indicating that it is either ancient (old) technology, or new (future) technology. If I am detecting a future tech, then it is being retroactively applied throughout all time. And if time is a dimension in the non-linear sense, then all technological development (which we inevitably witness, is moving at insane speed) has to climax in the ultimate goal, which seems to be literal self awareness... we want to take a picture from the perspective of our own eyeball... but we have already done it... and when we realize that our external technological pursuit has led us back to the recognition that we are inherently already harboring the direct-experience-conduit that we're trying to invent... well...

Then there's nothing left to do but realize that we've been hiding from impermanence the whole time. -- We want a pretty external camera that can take an exact duplicate of what we see, god damn it... because we want to SAVE IT, forever. We're so busy trying to SAVE it, we don't LOOK AT IT... it's all we see all the time, and we take it for granted and don't "see" it at all because we're (holy shit) so busy chasing the idea of being able to permanently record it in a way that WE can confirm and feel safe about.

What I'm trying to say is, I think the truth is a lot of like 12 Monkeys or Terminator. "We" are in the future, at the "end of time" sending us back. Only, it's not really forward and back in the traditional sense... almost more of an up and down... they send us diving into the experience of time as a linearity... and when we die, we return to the "surface" where we are debriefed by the aspects of ourselves that did not travel and were therefore in awareness of time as a simultaneously occuring dimension. I suspect, WE are the time travelers. Unfortunately, memories are a physical phenomena and cannot come with us. We come in a blank slate, and we call it birth.

I've been working on this shit for a while. I'm either crazy or dead on, depending on who you ask.

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tytheguy111 said:

Okay I have a story that will scare the fuck out if you and still gives me goose bumps and chills ti this day like im actually wrapping myself in a blanket thinking about this it was fucking awful



Okay let me get my pacifier



Okay well me and some friends were chilling out (I was 14 so this was 3 years ago)


there was a bad hurricane that hit Virginia knocked trees and power down



No lights = no high right??? Lol



So my mom says we sould go to my step grandmas house cuz she has a generator


Ok so were walking there shitty weather and I see a figure in the tree line next to a gravel drive way


This was on my.land btw


So I yell out "HEY WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU ON MY FUCKING LAND"



No reply and my two buddies were like "dude lets turn around"


And I said no im gonna find out who this fuck is so I say HEY COME HERE RIGHT THE FUCK NOW


The figure didn't move and as I got closer I could tell he was a man kinda tall 6'4ish


So I say. "hey you cunt answer me"


Nothing to movement from this guy or anything


And my friends fir sure saw him on of them said "damn he looks like a tall fuck" and the other one said "common hes probably on pcp or something lets get the fuck back"



So I go over to him and about 25 yards he disappeared no trace or anything


So I took my flash light and looked for foot prints or scrambled up foliage

Nothing I mean not a fucking thing


So that really freaked me out so we ran to my step grandmas house and she put us in the basement


Well we were sitting there trying to hide our dip bottles after every spit incase she came down there and we were eating Klondike bars


And we hear this sound like shit was moving around in a closet and it was loud like not a rat or a coon


So I (being the brave young feller I am) opened the door and


Guys im not shitting you a fucking skull came out


Tomorrow ill go back down there and take a pic


I screamed so damn loud I nearly pissed my pants



And my other friend kicked the skull to the other side of the room


After I calmed down I said "man thats some like Blair witch shit that scared me so bad"


And my friend said "yeah I but dude the Blair witch was fake"



All of a sudden I heard the sound of someone knocking on the door of the closet with the skull


THE FUCKING DOOR WAS OPEN and we were all sitting down on a couch



All we heard was "knock knock"


Man I nearly lost it


So my friend said "what if it was that guy you were yelling at"


I turned to him and I felt my eyes widen


So I got a good ole 20 gauge single shot with a slug in it waiting for someone to start shit


So after a while we calmed down put some more dip in and went thru some of the old shit that was down there


When all three of us came back to the main area with the couch


THE FUCKING COUCH WAS TURNED THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION


That was enough for me to say fuck this


And I started to go up the stairs to get out of the basement

I heard someone come down the stairs and all of us went to look


No one


So we bolted out of there and spelt in my room for the night lol last time im going in that damn basement

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tytheguy111 said:

Okay I have a story that will scare the fuck out if you and still gives me goose bumps and chills ti this day like im actually wrapping myself in a blanket thinking about this it was fucking awful



Okay let me get my pacifier



Okay well me and some friends were chilling out (I was 14 so this was 3 years ago)


there was a bad hurricane that hit Virginia knocked trees and power down



No lights = no high right??? Lol



So my mom says we sould go to my step grandmas house cuz she has a generator


Ok so were walking there shitty weather and I see a figure in the tree line next to a gravel drive way


This was on my.land btw


So I yell out "HEY WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU AND WHY ARE YOU ON MY FUCKING LAND"



No reply and my two buddies were like "dude lets turn around"


And I said no im gonna find out who this fuck is so I say HEY COME HERE RIGHT THE FUCK NOW


The figure didn't move and as I got closer I could tell he was a man kinda tall 6'4ish


So I say. "hey you cunt answer me"


Nothing to movement from this guy or anything


And my friends fir sure saw him on of them said "damn he looks like a tall fuck" and the other one said "common hes probably on pcp or something lets get the fuck back"



So I go over to him and about 25 yards he disappeared no trace or anything


So I took my flash light and looked for foot prints or scrambled up foliage

Nothing I mean not a fucking thing


So that really freaked me out so we ran to my step grandmas house and she put us in the basement


Well we were sitting there trying to hide our dip bottles after every spit incase she came down there and we were eating Klondike bars


And we hear this sound like shit was moving around in a closet and it was loud like not a rat or a coon


So I (being the brave young feller I am) opened the door and


Guys im not shitting you a fucking skull came out


Tomorrow ill go back down there and take a pic


I screamed so damn loud I nearly pissed my pants



And my other friend kicked the skull to the other side of the room


After I calmed down I said "man thats some like Blair witch shit that scared me so bad"


And my friend said "yeah I but dude the Blair witch was fake"



All of a sudden I heard the sound of someone knocking on the door of the closet with the skull


THE FUCKING DOOR WAS OPEN and we were all sitting down on a couch



All we heard was "knock knock"


Man I nearly lost it


So my friend said "what if it was that guy you were yelling at"


I turned to him and I felt my eyes widen


So I got a good ole 20 gauge single shot with a slug in it waiting for someone to start shit


So after a while we calmed down put some more dip in and went thru some of the old shit that was down there


When all three of us came back to the main area with the couch


THE FUCKING COUCH WAS TURNED THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION


That was enough for me to say fuck this


And I started to go up the stairs to get out of the basement

I heard someone come down the stairs and all of us went to look


No one


So we bolted out of there and spelt in my room for the night lol last time im going in that damn basement

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AltarNation said:

Shit.

That's pretty much the one I got too.

Okay, mine's a little different, but similar concept...

I woke to find myself unable to move, wide-eyed, staring at one of these abstract humanoid shadows standing over me, right at the edge of my bed, standing straight upright, but I got the distinct sense it was peering down at me, even though all I could see was black where it's face was, no matter how hard I looked. It was standing UNCOMFORTABLY close to the edge of my bed, and I became increasingly agitated by it's proximity.

I stared at it wide eyed and tried to move, but of course got nothing, no response from my body beyond the eyes. Suddenly it's arm shot out and grabbed my forearm through the covers. VERY suddenly. And held. Scared the fucking bejesus out of me. I tried to scream, BUT COULDN'T SCREAM... so I concentrated all my efforts, telling myself WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP, and snapped myself awake.

I sat up in bed, fuckin terrified... I immediately woke up my partner and told her I needed her to help keep me awake for a few because I was pretty scared to go back to sleep. She muttered something half asleep, and I got up to turn the light on... but as I flicked the switch, nothing happened, and I was instantly reminded of that addage about checking the light switches to see if you're dreaming.

By then I'm freaking out and my girlfriend's going "Calm down calm down" and I'm like "I CAN'T, THIS IS A DREAM". I concentrate really hard and tell myself to WAKE UP WAKE UP WAKE UP again, and this time come to in my bed.

I VERRRY hesitantly and nervously proceeded to do pretty much the same things again--wake girlfriend, tell further complexified version... but this time the light switch worked, and as far as I know I actually woke up.

The shadow person almost doesn't freak me out as much as the false awakenings do. But, I think that's a diversionary tactic applied by the shadow person, like distortion added to mask it's presence. D:

P.S. No psychedelics or anything, but I had a cold and had been taking NyQuil for a few nights in a row. I haven't taken any product with dxm in it since this experience occurred.

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Dr.Pecker said:

I have had quite a few strange things happen none involved drugs..well most didn't.

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high|hgih said:

You know, that shit gets kind of confusing. Sort of reminds me of when you need to wake up at 8am or something and you keep having dreams that it's noon already and everything gets panicky.. Haha

Once, when I first started getting into the art of lucid dreaming(I was also using DXM at the time quite often, maybe not the way you were though ) I would practice the WILD technique which is, go to bed, set alarm for 4 hours, wake up, consciously fall back asleep, then it feels like you're getting blasted through buildings and you hear all these crashes and shit and then you're in the dream, BAM. Then you know what just happened so you are free to roam in dream land.
Well, I did it once, the noises bangs, crashes booms.. The feeling of getting jet propelled through a building, it all happened. Then I got out of my bed(where my dreams would usually start if I did this) and I felt that 'floaty' feeling you feel when you are lucid. So I kept trying to fly, and flapping my arms wouldn't even work!

I felt like a maniac, but I was alone so there was no one to see me. After a bit I realized I wasn't dreaming afterall and was just a little kid that was way to obsessed with dissociative drugs.

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green_machine_two9er said:

Haha

dxm. Haha

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