Weird things that you can’t explain.
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Why is that when i take my dressing gown off and chuck it on the bathroom floor, by the time i pick it back up again when i get out of the shower, one of the arms is caught between the belt and the dressing gown, almost without fail, or atleast often enough that it feels that way?
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
I drive manufacturer's demonstrator cars around the country as a part-time job, and the work can take me anywhere to the four corners of the country.
From our Midlands base, it isn't very often that I get the chance to go back to my native North-East but one was scheduled last year to a fleet manager in a certain hospital.
It wasn't until I was actually driving in through the gates that I realised that this was the hospital where my Father died in 1973, and - more spookily - it was the anniversary of his death. I had to park under the window of the ward where he died, this being the only space available...
From our Midlands base, it isn't very often that I get the chance to go back to my native North-East but one was scheduled last year to a fleet manager in a certain hospital.
It wasn't until I was actually driving in through the gates that I realised that this was the hospital where my Father died in 1973, and - more spookily - it was the anniversary of his death. I had to park under the window of the ward where he died, this being the only space available...
Shuvi McTupya said:
Why is that when i take my dressing gown off and chuck it on the bathroom floor, by the time i pick it back up again when i get out of the shower, one of the arms is caught between the belt and the dressing gown, almost without fail, or atleast often enough that it feels that way?
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
The wire thing simply cannot be explained. Behind my AV stuff is a bunch of wires that were plugged in at both ends when installed, and don't move for years. Logic says they cannot tie themselves up with other cables, yet that's exactly whats happened.And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Shuvi McTupya said:
Why is that when i take my dressing gown off and chuck it on the bathroom floor, by the time i pick it back up again when i get out of the shower, one of the arms is caught between the belt and the dressing gown, almost without fail, or atleast often enough that it feels that way?
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Add to that!And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Why do your clothes ONLY ever catch on a door handle when you're in a bad mood!
Here's one of my "less than crap" psychic moments from today
I bought a book a good while ago, finally got round to start reading it. In the chapter I read on Friday, the author mentions Michael Douglas. (he's not the main subject of the book) I paused and thought, is he still married to Catherine Zeta Jones. Thought no more about it. Was flicking through Instagram today. A new friend follows Zeta jones and had liked one of her pics yesterday. No one else I know follows CZJ. I don't follow Jones. And myself and this new friend have no mutual friends.
Edited by S1KRR on Sunday 5th May 17:53
98elise said:
Shuvi McTupya said:
Why is that when i take my dressing gown off and chuck it on the bathroom floor, by the time i pick it back up again when i get out of the shower, one of the arms is caught between the belt and the dressing gown, almost without fail, or atleast often enough that it feels that way?
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
The wire thing simply cannot be explained. Behind my AV stuff is a bunch of wires that were plugged in at both ends when installed, and don't move for years. Logic says they cannot tie themselves up with other cables, yet that's exactly whats happened.And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Shuvi McTupya said:
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Same for when you're trying to coil up an extension cable that you've been using. It always wraps itself around anything within five feet either side of it, in a way that if you actually wanted to lasso the nearby table leg, you'd never be able to.I had a dream one night in the 1980s that my Grandmothers head (maternal Grandma if that matters) was transposed onto a stick with the lower jaw being replaced by a set of fangs that a vampire would be proud of and it kept flying at me biting my face. I was too scared to get out of bed and look in a mirror as my face felt wet and I was scared to discover the truth of this dream / experience.
Woke up in the morn, turned out I had had another of my bad nosebleeds - was due to have my nose cauterised to help stop them at this point.
Went to the cinema that evening with the Lads, we decided to see Alien. Which wuss shouted out "Oh my God, no, help it is Grandma" as the first creature broke through John Hurts stomach..............still reminded about that one to this day.
Woke up in the morn, turned out I had had another of my bad nosebleeds - was due to have my nose cauterised to help stop them at this point.
Went to the cinema that evening with the Lads, we decided to see Alien. Which wuss shouted out "Oh my God, no, help it is Grandma" as the first creature broke through John Hurts stomach..............still reminded about that one to this day.
Johnnytheboy said:
I had a dream when I was growing up that I walked down to the beach and there was an oil rig being pulled in two directions by two ships. Which at the time made no sense.
Two days later, without any prior announcement, an exploration rig parked off the coast held in place by three tugs, so looked exactly like what I saw in my dream.
To this day I can't explain that one.
You overheard someone talking about what was going to be happening in a couple of days re the tugs and the rig, perhaps in the background while you were doing something else, and although it didn't really register with you, it quietly seeped into your brain.Two days later, without any prior announcement, an exploration rig parked off the coast held in place by three tugs, so looked exactly like what I saw in my dream.
To this day I can't explain that one.
May not be the case, but it's a logical explanation.
TwigtheWonderkid said:
Johnnytheboy said:
I had a dream when I was growing up that I walked down to the beach and there was an oil rig being pulled in two directions by two ships. Which at the time made no sense.
Two days later, without any prior announcement, an exploration rig parked off the coast held in place by three tugs, so looked exactly like what I saw in my dream.
To this day I can't explain that one.
You overheard someone talking about what was going to be happening in a couple of days re the tugs and the rig, perhaps in the background while you were doing something else, and although it didn't really register with you, it quietly seeped into your brain.Two days later, without any prior announcement, an exploration rig parked off the coast held in place by three tugs, so looked exactly like what I saw in my dream.
To this day I can't explain that one.
May not be the case, but it's a logical explanation.
I think the forkie at our place suffers the same symptoms. Lorry pulls up. Forkie "Oooh, I had a dream that I might need use the forklift today". "Yep, because we told you yesterday, it is your job and you unload lorries two or three times a week". Still, every nugging time!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
TwigtheWonderkid said:
You overheard someone talking about what was going to be happening in a couple of days re the tugs and the rig, perhaps in the background while you were doing something else, and although it didn't really register with you, it quietly seeped into your brain.
May not be the case, but it's a logical explanation.
Very often when I'm in a noisy room with a lot of conversations going on that I can't hear until someone mentions my name, I wonder how much additional information my ears have picked up that I'm not consciously aware of because my brain said 'no, that's not relevant, no need to bother the conscious mind with it.'May not be the case, but it's a logical explanation.
droopsnoot said:
Shuvi McTupya said:
And on the same vein, how come if you put two wires or charging cables into the same drawer/bag/box they form a tangled mess without any human interaction?
Same for when you're trying to coil up an extension cable that you've been using. It always wraps itself around anything within five feet either side of it, in a way that if you actually wanted to lasso the nearby table leg, you'd never be able to.My great aunt who is in her 90’s and still very much with it lives in a residential home. On one visit she told my dad and I what happened to her recently in the middle of the night.
She woke up in the night and standing at the end of the bed was a tall dark figure. She naturally panicked and shouted at the figure to go away.
The dark figure then turned and walked towards a wall in the room and disappeared. My great aunt was shaken up by the ordeal and poured herself a stiff drink before going back to bed.
When she woke up later that morning she was visited by an on site friend who informed her the gentleman next door had passed away in the night.
What did she witness? Death himself? The spirit of the recently deceased? A dream and a coincidence?
I must admit it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up on end.
She woke up in the night and standing at the end of the bed was a tall dark figure. She naturally panicked and shouted at the figure to go away.
The dark figure then turned and walked towards a wall in the room and disappeared. My great aunt was shaken up by the ordeal and poured herself a stiff drink before going back to bed.
When she woke up later that morning she was visited by an on site friend who informed her the gentleman next door had passed away in the night.
What did she witness? Death himself? The spirit of the recently deceased? A dream and a coincidence?
I must admit it made the hairs on the back of my neck stand up on end.
As previous posters have mentioned, I used to have a lot of deja vu and pre-emptive ‘visions’ years ago but not so much as I’ve got older.
One of the strangest experiences that actually happened - and there were 2 witnesses with me, took place in ‘98. One of our close friends had died in his sleep aged 21. On the first anniversary of his death 3 of us bought a wreath and went to the cemetery. We were in my car at the time, an ‘89 Mk1 Golf Cabrio with the twin headlights. We went to leave and had moved no further than a few feet when a few dull thuds cane from the front of the car.
I stopped, got out and went to see what was wrong. Laying on grass was the glass from all 4 headlights. They’d literally detached themselves from however they were fixed to the headlight unit (glue?) and were now on the ground. Not broken and no damage to them or the rest of the unit still firmly attached to the car. We went straight to the breakers to get some replacements. I’ve never worked out how or why that could happen.
Hand on heart, every year when I lay flowers I head back to whatever car I’ve owned at the time half waiting for the doors to catch fire or some such. The friend who died was always tinkering with cars. I don’t believe in religion or heaven but if he was sending a sign then that would be it as far as I’m concerned.
One of the strangest experiences that actually happened - and there were 2 witnesses with me, took place in ‘98. One of our close friends had died in his sleep aged 21. On the first anniversary of his death 3 of us bought a wreath and went to the cemetery. We were in my car at the time, an ‘89 Mk1 Golf Cabrio with the twin headlights. We went to leave and had moved no further than a few feet when a few dull thuds cane from the front of the car.
I stopped, got out and went to see what was wrong. Laying on grass was the glass from all 4 headlights. They’d literally detached themselves from however they were fixed to the headlight unit (glue?) and were now on the ground. Not broken and no damage to them or the rest of the unit still firmly attached to the car. We went straight to the breakers to get some replacements. I’ve never worked out how or why that could happen.
Hand on heart, every year when I lay flowers I head back to whatever car I’ve owned at the time half waiting for the doors to catch fire or some such. The friend who died was always tinkering with cars. I don’t believe in religion or heaven but if he was sending a sign then that would be it as far as I’m concerned.
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