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Originally posted by JustBreathe11
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Please tell me you just changed your avatar? I stepped away from the comp for a second and bam your avatar is different. Kinda freaked me out considering the thread we are on

I'm sorry about that. Yes I DID change it.

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Originally posted by JustBreathe11
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Please tell me you just changed your avatar? I stepped away from the comp for a second and bam your avatar is different. Kinda freaked me out considering the thread we are on

I'm sorry about that. Yes I DID change it.

This was full of win. muuahahaha should a played with him a little and said you didn't I love this thread. Makes the mind work.

I know I died 3 times but here I am. All my life I felt as though I couldn't die, like I was immortal.

The first time I died was when I was 5 and I know I died because I remember all my family crying at the scene. This is also my first memory as a child. I was with my family having a picnic near a stream of water on a hot summer day. I was walking along the bank, the water was up to my knees when suddenly the ground under me gave and all of a sudden I was under water. It felt like I was paralyzed because I didn't struggle at all. I don't know how but something/someone told me to reach up. When I did, a hand was there and pulled me out. That is all I remember of that day.

Second time was when I was 24. I had a girlfriend at the time and I knew she was the one I was going to marry. My life was awesome, everything was peachy. Then I went to Greece to visit family. Long story short, I fell from the roof of a 4 story building head first. I was in a free fall, meaning I was going straight down and wasn't thrown off. Somehow in midair I traveled 5 feet east and 10 feet north to land on top of an old Russian car. I blacked out for 5 seconds, came to, jumped of the car and EVERYTHING was different. I mean EVERYTHING. Not visually but deep in me I knew something was off. I can't explain the feeling. I felt like I landed in a different place. I didn't have a single scratch. I came home and was totally a different guy. Dumped the love of my life, started partying with strange new friends . In the pic, the round part is where my head landed, body on the hood.
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Third was when I was 26. Me and a buddy some how ended up free climbing a cliff which had a 300 - 500 foot drop to the rocks and ocean below. I overreached for a grip on a nice size bolder, once testing that it can support my weight I let go of my right hand grip and the bolder gave. I fell 1-3 feet to a ledge which was protruding about a foot out. Somehow I didn't loose my footing and balance. When I looked down I saw a lifeless body on the rocks below and started panicking really really bad. I knew it was me.

I have never broken a bone in my body and have always been a adrenaline junky. Also I've had 10-15 really really close calls and somehow got away with it, including the 5 cars I made into tin cans.

Quick question:

Does anyone else feel like they can't die?

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I couldn't believe it when I saw it lol

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Greetings....I'm sure this isn't the first time on ATS that a member or otherwise has brought up the topic of "project pegasus" and its implications on this reality?? The project is said to have been in place since the 60's which leaves the possibility that time has been altered since then. Everything in this realm before that time had a continuum, but what if when this feat was achieved; with the help of Oppenheimer and the like, and since then and during the time of the cold war that there have been bridges connecting our reality with a host of other realities in fact?? When I was a about 10 years old I would talk to myself about whatever was filtered through me and one thought that I acquired was that time cannot exist at present because whatever is happening now was going to happen in some reality anyway. I've had countless instances in my life that I've been privy to certain accounts and information that I can't fathom for the life of me as to how I know of certain things. I was 2pts shy of being declared a child genius at one point in elementary school as well....Either way the fact that the Philadelphia project occurred and and the Montauk thing in L.I. sound in NY at least must open up the discussion of possible causes to our perception of time throughout our lives.

-Invisible Crown-

Originally posted by TheBirdisDone
did, the whole river was like flowing streams of movie film, I could emerse my head in it and see one part of someones life, I could pick my head up and put it down and be in another time frame of the same life - meaning I could decide if I wanted to view their childhood, adulthood, or old age - and I got the impression it is all going on SIMILTANOUSLY. All human lives were flowing past me in this river, I could chose to observe any of them at ANY TIME. I was overwhelmed and the master said that is enough lesson for today.

This reminded me the following story (posted on ATS www.abovetopsecret.com...) “The Egg” by Andy Weir www.abovetopsecret.com...

You were on your way home when you died.
It was a car accident. Nothing particularly remarkable, but fatal nonetheless. You left behind a wife and two children. It was a painless death. The EMTs tried their best to save you, but to no avail. Your body was so utterly shattered you were better off, trust me.
And that’s when you met me.
“What… what happened?” You asked. “Where am I?”
“You died,” I said, matter-of-factly. No point in mincing words.
“There was a… a truck and it was skidding…”
“Yup,” I said.
“I… I died?”
“Yup. But don’t feel bad about it. Everyone dies,” I said.
You looked around. There was nothingness. Just you and me. “What is this place?” You asked. “Is this the afterlife?”
“More or less,” I said.
“Are you god?” You asked.
“Yup,” I replied. “I’m God.”
“My kids… my wife,” you said.
“What about them?”
“Will they be all right?”
“That’s what I like to see,” I said. “You just died and your main concern is for your family. That’s good stuff right there.”
You looked at me with fascination. To you, I didn’t look like God. I just looked like some man. Or possibly a woman. Some vague authority figure, maybe. More of a grammar school teacher than the almighty.
“Don’t worry,” I said. “They’ll be fine. Your kids will remember you as perfect in every way. They didn’t have time to grow contempt for you. Your wife will cry on the outside, but will be secretly relieved. To be fair, your marriage was falling apart. If it’s any consolation, she’ll feel very guilty for feeling relieved.”
“Oh,” you said. “So what happens now? Do I go to heaven or hell or something?”
“Neither,” I said. “You’ll be reincarnated.”
“Ah,” you said. “So the Hindus were right,”
“All religions are right in their own way,” I said. “Walk with me.”
You followed along as we strode through the void. “Where are we going?”
“Nowhere in particular,” I said. “It’s just nice to walk while we talk.”
“So what’s the point, then?” You asked. “When I get reborn, I’ll just be a blank slate, right? A baby. So all my experiences and everything I did in this life won’t matter.”
“Not so!” I said. “You have within you all the knowledge and experiences of all your past lives. You just don’t remember them right now.”
I stopped walking and took you by the shoulders. “Your soul is more magnificent, beautiful, and gigantic than you can possibly imagine. A human mind can only contain a tiny fraction of what you are. It’s like sticking your finger in a glass of water to see if it’s hot or cold. You put a tiny part of yourself into the vessel, and when you bring it back out, you’ve gained all the experiences it had.
“You’ve been in a human for the last 48 years, so you haven’t stretched out yet and felt the rest of your immense consciousness. If we hung out here for long enough, you’d start remembering everything. But there’s no point to doing that between each life.”
“How many times have I been reincarnated, then?”
“Oh lots. Lots and lots. An in to lots of different lives.” I said. “This time around, you’ll be a Chinese peasant girl in 540 AD.”
“Wait, what?” You stammered. “You’re sending me back in time?”
“Well, I guess technically. Time, as you know it, only exists in your universe. Things are different where I come from.”
“Where you come from?” You said.
“Oh sure,” I explained “I come from somewhere. Somewhere else. And there are others like me. I know you’ll want to know what it’s like there, but honestly you wouldn’t understand.”
“Oh,” you said, a little let down. “But wait. If I get reincarnated to other places in time, I could have interacted with myself at some point.”
“Sure. Happens all the time. And with both lives only aware of their own lifespan you don’t even know it’s happening.”
“So what’s the point of it all?”
“Seriously?” I asked. “Seriously? You’re asking me for the meaning of life? Isn’t that a little stereotypical?”
“Well it’s a reasonable question,” you persisted.
I looked you in the eye. “The meaning of life, the reason I made this whole universe, is for you to mature.”
“You mean mankind? You want us to mature?”
“No, just you. I made this whole universe for you. With each new life you grow and mature and become a larger and greater intellect.”
“Just me? What about everyone else?”
“There is no one else,” I said. “In this universe, there’s just you and me.”
You stared blankly at me. “But all the people on earth…”
“All you. Different incarnations of you.”
“Wait. I’m everyone!?”
“Now you’re getting it,” I said, with a congratulatory slap on the back.
“I’m every human being who ever lived?”
“Or who will ever live, yes.”
“I’m Abraham Lincoln?”
“And you’re John Wilkes Booth, too,” I added.
“I’m Hitler?” You said, appalled.
“And you’re the millions he killed.”
“I’m Jesus?”
“And you’re everyone who followed him.”
You fell silent.
“Every time you victimized someone,” I said, “you were victimizing yourself. Every act of kindness you’ve done, you’ve done to yourself. Every happy and sad moment ever experienced by any human was, or will be, experienced by you.”
You thought for a long time.
“Why?” You asked me. “Why do all this?”
“Because someday, you will become like me. Because that’s what you are. You’re one of my kind. You’re my child.”
“Whoa,” you said, incredulous. “You mean I’m a god?”
“No. Not yet. You’re a fetus. You’re still growing. Once you’ve lived every human life throughout all time, you will have grown enough to be born.”
“So the whole universe,” you said, “it’s just…”
“An egg.” I answered. “Now it’s time for you to move on to your next life.”
And I sent you on your way.

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Here are some solid pieces of cause for THOUGHT

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Your story sounds like my sister's story. I had never even heard of her story until about 2 weeks ago (it would have happened about 2-3 years ago though). I was telling her about a thread I read on here about time slips and different dimensions etc.

She told me that one time when she was on the way to Michigan for a vacation with her husband she had a weird thing happen. She said she remembers her husband driving along the road. It was dark and the headlights were on. She said she CLEARLY remembers there was a curve in the road and he kept driving straight. There was a pine tree at the end of the road. She said she remembers what it looked like as they were approaching the tree clear as day. Then she said she felt a jerk motion (like when you jump after being scared or awakened) as they were about to hit the tree and they were futher down the road. Her husband didn't see anything unusal and was wondering what had made her jump. She said she never told anyone in the family because she thought she had imagined it but to her it felt so real.

I've had a few things happen as well but this story fit in well with this. I'll have to ask if she's noticed anything change since then.

The first time i had near death experience was in my dream, i was walking a long a cliff and my sister fell, the whole was deep, like complete darkness and the peremiter was enormous, but i saved her but i fell, but in reality the first time was when i hopped in a pool not knowing how to swim and almost drowned, but i was save. THe next time i remember was when i was 15, i was crosing the street, i looked to left and i saw a truck, 18 weeler comming at me.
So i dove out the way. If i dove away a mil sec late, i would not be here writing this.
I cant figure out what a time slip is though.....

I think I experienced a time slip too. I was in my classroom, then for a split second, no one moved or breathed, or anything. Almost like time froze.

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yep, i certainly have that feeling of being immortal.
i wont go into each of my incidents in great detail, as i would fill up the thread, but here is a basic summary of my near fatal accidents.

1... 2 days after passing my driving test some 23 years ago, i was driving my old vw beetle to college. took a sharp bend a little too fast, hit some ice (it was winter) and started to skid out of control. this was in a rural area. i mounted the footpath and hit a grass embankment at the side of the road, which span the car around. this caused it to then roll over 2 times before coming to rest on its side. i did have a passenger with me. we both walked away from the accident, and the only injury was a small scratch to my passengers arm. no blood.

2... when i was 17, my parents were away for a weekend, and i hit my dads drink cabinet and got very drunk. i had a part time job at a local store, which i was late for. very drunk, i thought it (unwisely) to go to work. i got to the store an hour late. on looking through the window and seeing my boss with an angry look on his face, decided it wasnt such a good idea, and turned round to walk home. needed to cross a fast but quite road to get home. the next thing i remember was spinning around on the bonnet of a car and sliding off the side onto the road. i just casually got up, and continued on my way home. the car driver did get out and ran after me, and after catching up insisted i sit down and for him to go call an ambulance. i just shrugged him off and continued on my way... no injuries (except for the heart attack i must have given to that poor driver). knowing that road, i reckon i was hit at about 35-40 mph

3... was also in another car accident as a passenger. vehicle was a dahatsu jeep, with a trailer on, carrying about 3 tonnes of metal struts from 3 hydraulic car lifts. needless to say, driver had over loaded the trailer, and it jack-knifed on the motorway at about 55mph, with the metal struts (about half a tonne each) come shooting through the cab of the jeep. closed the motorway for 7 hours to clear up the mess... no injuries.

i have had many other accidents, and do consider myself to be rather accident prone. i have been electrocuted in france at a friends house, and thrown accross the room. i have fallen 25ft out of trees. i have also fallen off a second storey roof (on two seperate occasions), and nearly drowned while surfing in cornwall (hit some rocks and wrote off my board).. the list goes on to the point that i cant even remember half of the incidents.

funny thing is... i have never broken a bone, and never ever been admitted to hospital for anything.

yes, i do feel immortal, but i aint brave enough to test it out lol

Again, I invite you all to read the book " The Field" by Lynne Mc Taggart. A Quantum Physics Book explaining in lays mans terms how the universe works and different realities ect... It will blow your mind and explain alot of things!!!

www.merrynjose.com...

This thread reminded me of this film series

When I was 19, I was working a third shift job during the summer. I had just bought a new (used) car a couple of weeks earlier. I arrived home from work around 7 a.m. on a Saturday morning. I had driven my car home, gone into the house and just to the right into our living room. There I sat with my Mom for a few minutes talking before heading to my basement room to sleep until about 3 or 4 P. M.

When I woke up, the rest of my family was gone somewhere, and I had a party to go to, so I got ready and grabbed my keys to go. That's when it started getting strange. The ignition key to my car was broken, as if someone strong had grabbed it and snapped it in half. That was weird enough, but what really spooked me was that the missing half of the key was nowhere to be found. As I said earlier, I had driven the car home, and basically had been nowhere in the house. I retraced my steps over and over and over but still could find nothing. The keys had been lying on a desk in my room, so it was not as if I had left them in my pocket and slept on them and broken it. I could come up with no logical reason that the key was 1. broken, and 2. missing the broken piece. I have never before or since had any key broken. I'm sure it happens occasionally, but this was bizarre.

My spidey sense should have been tingling, but I went ahead and nabbed my spare key and chalked the whole thing up to one of life's mysteries. Fast forward to about 12 hours later, and I was wrecking my car at a speed of about 90 mph. I overshot a curve, my car spun around backwards, and I slammed into a rock cutaway. Walked away with nothing but a tiny bump on my head where it had struck the steering wheel.

I don't know if I died that night. Someone asked if anyone else sometimes felt like they could not die, and I know exactly what he's talking about. My thought has always been that a guardian angel broke my key to try to keep me home that night. Maybe I also died and shifted. Maybe my angel was trying to spare my family pain in an alternate timeline. Really just can't know. But I do try to pay more attention when my spidey sense acts up.

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Funny you mentioned being accident prone. Well my nickname in my language loosely translated means accident prone guy .

If this theory is right then everyone is immortal.

As far as dieing of old age, well I thought about it and I believe that when you die of old age you are reborn in an alternate universe/timeline as a child to re-experience everything. Explains why new children (souls) are born and where old souls end up. Just a thought.

Off topic:: I always felt trapped on earth. Like when people have island fever, except I have earth fever. I just want to get off this rock

Hello everyone.
Ever since my very young age, which that time I remember faintly as I think back, I always seem to feel that I got off from many very dangerous situations without being hurt at all. At the age of 3 (this I remember as if it happened yesterday) I was in a car accident Which I fainted and woke up in the hospital with 19 stiches on the backside of my head. I actually remember seeing all the pasengers in the car unconsious and full of blood.
I also remember thinking wow nothing happened to me until blood came rushing down over my face.
At some point my father died in a car accident, I was 11 at the time, at which point I suddenly beleived that I would never die from or in a car accident.
I was around 14 when riding a bicycle and turning onto a road. The pavement was wet and slippery.
I slid as I hit my brakes seeing that a car was coming wy way from the opposite direction. I fell to my side with the bike still between my legs, and before I knew it I was under the car that was still moving.
Now things start to be in slow motion. I am watching the front tyre of the car coming straight to my head. I am very calm, and thinking as the tyre is aproaching, "now im going to die". The wheel stopped less than half an inch away.
On other occasions Im driving to somewhere and dont remember when I got to my destination nor would I remember the cars around me as if I teleported there. And many other insidents.
Up to today, I have this gut feeling on the road, which I trust. Somehow I know when another car in front of me is going to manuver dangerously, and I also many times as I am going down a road which I have the right of pass, suddenly at an intersection I will tell my self to stop only to find out that if I didnt that speeding car that just crossed in front of me would have hit me.
In all occasions I felt like I was seeing ahead of time in the future
This is a small part of many things that have happened to me. Im very disiplined on the road and would never put anybodys life in danger. It always happens to protect me or the passengers that are with me.
I hope you found some kind of interest and am glad I could contribute to your thread.

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The first video of the Olympic ghost was soooo creepy.I have never seen it before.It reminds me of a cruppy movie i've seen years ago,with time travelers joining major events.
I think the prime priestess saw him because at a point she turns her head towards him.

I cannot say I've experienced a significant, or extremely noticeable timeslip, but I have had a few instances of sure death. I know I should not have survived, atleast twice now..


I can only attest to simple, personal timeslips, nothing that someone else would be able to verify, or even acknowledge, as far as I know.

When I was 9 or so, I was pushed out of a 2nd floor window, backwards, landing on my head, though, as time continued on, and years passed, no one who was present at the event would claim I fell fully out the window. They both agree that I was pushed, and began falling, but they both also agree that I was saved by my sister grabbing me and pinning me against the brick wall just outside of the window. I at first have vivid memories of falling, and only recently only have memories of being saved.

A year after this event, I was swimming in a pool. I attempted a dive off the diving board, when I slipped and hit my head against the board before falling into the water, where I recall laying at the bottom, blacking in and out of consciousness. In my memories, even to this day, it felt like 5 minutes. Once again, those who were there, who witnessed it, say I hit my head, fell into the water, and was immediately pulled out of the water and coughed up water.

The most recent event took place in 2003, though the more I try to pin point the exact date, it may have been 2002. I had made a cd to commemorate the event, and even dated it the day after. I keep looking for it to remember the date, but the only cd I can find is dated a different ear than that of my memory. In this event, which to me is the strangest, I was driving my typical route to my typical destination, when my mind kept telling me to turn before I usually turned. I tried to turn on a different street, but couldn't make it over. I then felt the urge againt to turn at the next street, but would have missed the light, so I kept going straight. I then felt another urge to turn yet again, this time onto a road that would not have taken me to my destination, but a neighborhood, and yet again, couldn't make the turn. I eventually got to my usual turn, where I waited behind a few cars that were also turning.
This is where the first anomolies take place. Up until this point in my actual memory, I recall it being still sunny out. Though my memory now tells me that it was dark, because the cars at the light ahead of me turning had their lights on. Infact, my last memory before the accident, was bright headlights, when I swore, 5 minutes before, it was bright out. After I woke up from the accident, in the back seat, I immediately called my parents house, where my sister, the same one who "saved" my life the last 2 events told, who should have been in California, answered the phone. I never quite thought about it too much since, say... 2006, but now as I try to recall, it is all rather shady. I used to emphasize the urges of diverting my travel, and how something was watching over me, and not the fact that I should have died. I was hit head on by a vehicle traveling approximately 80 mphs, and my car spun around and hit a telephone pole. I thought I should have died, I felt I should have died, though I was alive, and never really pondered the idea, (well a few times) that I had actually died. Atleast not to this extent.


Thank you OP, and thank you all for the conversation.

Life is beautiful, regardless if I no longer am who I thought I was once born as.

I was able to slip out of my time dimension and onto another one and then come back to tell about it...

When I was 14 years of age I got a bad flu that eventually caused rheumatic fever. I was hospitalized for over two months with an infection in my arteries that opened a hole in my heart. The situation was so bad that not even 4 days immersed in ice could bring the temperature down and beyond open heart surgery the doctors had written me off.

Deep into my hospitalization one night I got what appear to be a heart attack that placed me into a critical intensive care situation, That same day several acquaintances in the town was born, 1,400 miles way, saw me wondering around the town. From that point on the recovery was quick and I have been able to survive with what today shows as having no hole, murmur, or problem with my heart.

What an amazing thread, I can not stop reading all of those stories. Brings up many memories for me of time slips and near death experiences.
I have many stories and might post them another day. But one thing gave me the creeps last night, reading the posts, and still gives me chills up and down my spine now.

I was reading about Australia, New Zealand and this odd tip on top of Australia. So I pulled up a map online, and just about fell over. This is NOT how I remember Australia. I am from Europe, living in the USA now, simply had no reason in the past many years to look at Australia, so I haven't seen a map of it for many many years. To see it clearly NOT how I remember it, creepy, very creepy. The ones who say, it always looked like that, and New Zealand was always to the East, no, no, no.
See, I remember EVERYTHING in pictures. When people talk, when I experience things, I have movies created in my head. I can 'rewind' and can recall every conversation ever made in my life. In school I did not have to study, I listened to the teachers talking, and the 'movies' created in my head just had to be rewinded, when I had to take a test. If I was sick at home, and did not hear/ see the teachers talking, I had no 'movie' and could not answer that question in tests.
Long story short, I have a very clear picture of me learning geography, and remember how Australia looked like, and where New Zealand was. To see it so different on the maps yesterday, wow, wow, wow.
Go ahead, laugh, I simply know. That knowing made me rethink this whole parallel universe stuff. Not something I believed in before.

A few small things,
As far as I can see/read, all the people who remember Bill Grahams funeral/death, also remember Australia/ New Zealand to be different now. Is there a link?

I have not heard anybody mentioning Patrick Swazye's death yet. I was really sad when he died, it was all over the news and I remember reading about his life in a magazine at the doctors office/ a tribute to him over a few pages. Then, a few weeks later he was on the news, pictures of a real skinny Patrick, still fighting his cancer (WTF), and then, a few weeks later, he did actually die.

This one, I would love to know if others have expereinced this:
Music....I love to go through playlists of certain years, to revisit those times. A few days ago I was playing all the music from 1977/1978 and 1979. I was 7/8/9 then. I start listening to the music and my memories of what I was doing then, did not fit my age. I was clearly dancing in clubs to this music (clubs in Germany are open to 16 year olds). I was in no way!!! 7/8 or 9 years old. Weird, weird, weird.

And yeah, I can't die either. I had a really hard life, and twice, in the past, tried to check out, commit suicide. I made sure to use methods to certainly be dead. I am a Nurse, I know what to take. Yet, I did not die, I did not even have any symptoms (no near death, no foam out of mouth, no heart problems, etc.). I took so much of a sure thing, it could have killed a horse. Yeah, I was hallucinating like crazy, saw stuff so amazing....wonder what was real and what not. But, anyways, after trying this twice, I gave up. I simply knew I can't kill myself. So better make the best of it. Doing really good now, but took some time and hard work to get there.

Best post ever!!!! Thanks