Jumped Universes? Skipped Time?

Originally posted by whaaa
reply to post by Alora

 

Is it possible that you actually fell asleep on the couch momentarily; sleeped walked to let the dogs in and woke up after the fact? Not as romantic as skipped time and alternate universes but....

edit on 12-9-2011 by whaaa because: (no reason given)

Sure, anything is possible, but again, that is why I gave every detail. I don't believe there was time from when I let the dogs out to when the red dog nudged my arm for me to have fallen asleep.

Originally posted by Blanca Rose

Originally posted by Alora


Last Tuesday, approximately 4:30 AM, I had been awake for about 2 hours. During that time I posted on Facebook, replied to emails, drank a glass of water, and made coffee. I have two husky/golden retriever dogs: one red, one black.

Yes, your post was very detailed, right down to the color of your dogs. This sort of reminds me of a riddle to solve. So, with that being said, you didn't mention living with any other people.

Could anybody else in your house have let them in?

Good point I live with my husband. He had left for work about 2 hours prior to this happening. He works 12-14 hours days so I don't recall the exact time he came home that day, but on average he is home around 5 PM. He does not come home for lunch or breaks because he is a truck driver. There would be no place for him to park

Originally posted by silhouett
reply to post by Alora

 

The source of this is the Hadron Collider experiments. Part of what we perceive as the multiverse is our own unique perception it's self. May God have mercy on our souls.

Wow--can you expand on "what we perceive as the multiverse is our own unique perception it's self"? Very very fascinating

Originally posted by jonnywhite
reply to post by Alora

 

I think you're crazy or lying or suffering distorted thinking or all 3.

Although I'm not sure what the difference between crazy and distorted thinking is.

But anyway, do you honestly understand what you're saying?

You're asking me to believe that there's a time/space distortion, like on Star Trek.

edit on 12-9-2011 by jonnywhite because: (no reason given)

Crazy? I've never denied this
Lying? No. If I were lying I'd spin a far more interesting tale than this, but I can't prove it. And I'm OK with you thinking I'm a liar.
Distorted thinking? Would I know if I were? haha

Originally posted by charlyv
There is a dis-tractor in the story. It's that wood pole you used to block the door.
So the you see the dogs go out, then you go retrieve the pole from wherever you put it and the dogs for some reason get spooked and come right back in, but you don't see them. Then you put back the pole and go get the coffee....

Just an observation, but you have to allow for everything before you jump at a conclusion that invokes paranormal.

The wood pole stayed inside my hand, in direct contact with the door. Why would I move it far enough from the door that I had to go "retrieve" it? It's like this: lift wood up, slide door open, slide door closed, set wood back. No retrieval process.

Originally posted by fixer1967
reply to post by jonnywhite

 

Go ahead and laugh now. I too used to laugh at such things. Not any more. You should print out that reply you posted and save it. There may be a day that you too stop laughing and when that day comes you should think back to this day and that post.
There was a time when I was just like you when it come this things like this and I can remember all the laughing and name calling that I did. Then one day it happened to me and then it was no longer funny.

Well stated, friend.

Originally posted by Alora
The minute details of this story are important so soldier through to the end

Last Tuesday, approximately 4:30 AM, I had been awake for about 2 hours. During that time I posted on Facebook, replied to emails, drank a glass of water, and made coffee. I have two husky/golden retriever dogs: one red, one black. The black dog circled in front of the sliding glass door, indicating she needed to go outside. I got off the couch, walked to the door, removed the wood block that ensures someone from the outside can't open it, unlocked it, and opened the door. Both dogs went into the dark morning. I closed the door, locked it, replaced the wood.

I walked into the kitchen, poured the coffee, added creamer, stirred, carried the coffee into the living room, sat on the couch, placed the cup on the TV tray next to the laptop, and began typing again. Perhaps one sentence typed later, the red dog nudged my arm, his normal signal that he wants petted.

I jumped and gave a small startled scream. There he sat, wagging his tail, waiting to be petted. I look for the black dog and find her curled in a ball asleep on the same couch I'm sitting on, two cushions down.

I checked the door: locked with wood block in place. I should have checked the time, but I didn't. To be honest, I was shaken up. Not frightened, but intrigued and dazed.

What happened, I don't know. It wasn't a false awakening because the Facebook posts and emails exist, proof I was truly awake. The details are important to show I didn't fall asleep.

I needed to share this with like-minded people. Mostly for my own peace of mind (assuming there is any left, lol). Thanks for reading.

It has happened to others, you're not alone. Although what caused it, is still a mystery. I too remember reading about Charlie Sheen being dead - until he was on Yahoo's front page again, criticizing the government.

reply to post by Cerridwen


Indeed. I've read several threads here on ATS where people recall certain people dying and now they are alive, or countries being in different places. Very fascinating! This is the first time that it has happened to me in such a direct and personal way.

Maybe you were not really awake. We can do a lot of things by route memory. It is like when you are driving and kind of tired or distracted. You can sort of go through a town and not remember driving through it. Maybe you just dreamed that you put the dogs out because you always do that by route memory. It is just such a part of every day routine that you maybe thought you did it because you weren't awake yet. Or maybe you did let them out and then put them back in again. I don't know. It sounds very odd. Something happened for sure. Either it is an issue with the universe or an issue with your own mind or concept of time.

It sounds like there was a glitch in the matrix.

reply to post by Alora


It's my understanding that conscious experience is a moment by moment wave encompassing a variety of frequencies and that the specific wavelength and frequency dictate the way the wavelength is processed. It certainly seems that as my attention shifts from variables of certain speeds and frame rates my awareness shifts ever so slightly allowing me access to new thoughts, ideas, and options to move along this quantum web of possible realities. I'd have to say however that any slight change over any given time could be defined as a change in reality simply because it has been affected over the course of said moment. Just my experiences and beliefs.

As an aside have you ever seemed to notice that the field you put out can change the EM fields of people around you? Sometimes I feel I can sense subtle shifts in realities based on changes in moods and thought patterns of other

I think we missed the REAL theory here, folks. TELEKINETIC DOGS! think about it. (not for very long I hope.)

Just so you now you are not alone, here is the thread I put together for this very thing, you might find something interesting in there.

Bringing the Timeline Threads Together

I'll add yours to the list

Cheers

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Quantum Dimensional Shift

this has happened to me more than once. There was about an acre of pine forest I used to drive by all the time. someone had put car bumpers in the ground standing up for whatever reason. One day I drove by it and it was a poplar forrest instead of pines. kind of freaked me out, several people said it was always that way, my brother was freaked out too because he remembered them being pines as well.

of course there is no way to prove any of this. and most people will call you crazy for even mentioning it. I think it happens to a lot of people. I personally believe that we shift all the time and maybe only one thing is different.

reply to post by Alora

I find myself speculating if these happenings are a reaction...symptom...consequence (I have no idea what the correct word here is) of something bigger heading our way, like rippling waves before the big tsunami.

Pure speculation, obviously, but I welcome all thoughts

Since you mention speculation, I will feel free:

The most significant occurrence of the temporal flux/altered past phenomenon occurred for me in about Jan 1995. At the time, I took it as a sign that reality could be altered. And since through paranormal means I had seen that a girl I knew would die violently, I took it upon myself, through magical means, to alter her future.(see note)

I went mad as a result. I ended up fighting the spider, rather than confronting the holder of the scissors. I failed. She died approximately May of 1997.

So, I don't know for sure. My experiment was flawed, therefore no definitive conclusion can be drawn.

(note: mundane methods, such as acting as armed escort, were not available since she was moving out of state to get married. My presence would have been awkward. I did give her my hat though)

Thank you all so much for contributing. I feel this is really phenomenal!

For a moment let's assume I jumped/slid/walked/whatever into a parallel universe. Can I do it again, but with intent. If I did it that night, I believe that some part of me was in control of it..higher self or what have you..but consciously, can it be done and what would it take? Seems almost dangerous because I wouldn't be able to know if the next universe is a place that would be good, and I sure couldn't guarantee I could get back to here.

So much to think about... :-D

reply to post by Alora

Seems almost dangerous because I wouldn't be able to know if the next universe is a place that would be good, and I sure couldn't guarantee I could get back to here.

See my post above:
www.abovetopsecret.com...

I went mad as a result. I ended up fighting the spider, rather than confronting the holder of the scissors. I failed.

I did another experiment by letting my spirit alter ego lead. I don't know how to explain her, because I'm not a member of any group that has a developed vocabulary about such.

The window opened before me. I saw the young woman with the blue dress on, and she saw me too. Then, I suppose, I faded from her sight, yet I learned the back story: She was in the locked tower, awaiting execution by beheading the next day. It may just be my own romanticizing of the situation, but she may have actually been asking for some help, at least a friendly face. All I could do was be a presence with her, so she wasn't alone.

(scene fades to allow the imagination to build the jeering and insulting crowd, as she kneels at the block)

After it was over, and I slowly recovered, I wrote a poem:

Something lost.
Something gained,

Something changed,
Yet remained the same.

Are you really gone for good?
I'd hate to think you're gone for bad.

- - Whoever You Were, 1997

I was merely an observer, yet a little bit more. I didn't change history, only assisted a person who was leaving it.

Originally posted by pthena
reply to post by Alora

Seems almost dangerous because I wouldn't be able to know if the next universe is a place that would be good, and I sure couldn't guarantee I could get back to here.

See my post above:
www.abovetopsecret.com...

I went mad as a result. I ended up fighting the spider, rather than confronting the holder of the scissors. I failed.

I did another experiment by letting my spirit alter ego lead. I don't know how to explain her, because I'm not a member of any group that has a developed vocabulary about such.

The window opened before me. I saw the young woman with the blue dress on, and she saw me too. Then, I suppose, I faded from her sight, yet I learned the back story: She was in the locked tower, awaiting execution by beheading the next day. It may just be my own romanticizing of the situation, but she may have actually been asking for some help, at least a friendly face. All I could do was be a presence with her, so she wasn't alone.

(scene fades to allow the imagination to build the jeering and insulting crowd, as she kneels at the block)

After it was over, and I slowly recovered, I wrote a poem:

Something lost.
Something gained,

Something changed,
Yet remained the same.

Are you really gone for good?
I'd hate to think you're gone for bad.

- - Whoever You Were, 1997

I was merely an observer, yet a little bit more. I didn't change history, only assisted a person who was leaving it.

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That is an incredibly story. Thank you for sharing it. I'd catagorize it as an astral traveling experience, but what do I know? The things I've done out of body could fill volumes, and it is always interesting. Interesting to the point of addiction. And there have been times when I felt it was maddening, too.

I remember seeing glitches in something at least twice. I often check stock prices and sometimes the price as shown on the futures. Anyway on two different occasions, I checked the futures prices and there was an error on the screen because it was showing the prices on futures being way off. I swear by the end of the trading day, those same numbers showed up. The correct current prices showed up in the morning but by the end of the trading day, the stock prices moved to the exact numbers I saw on my computer screen before the market even opened. This happened twice that I remember. This may not be a time slip, it may be a sign that the stock market is manipulated by computers and I observed a major glitch. I must have been one of the only ones observing it because nobody else said anything about it. I really wouldn't mind if this glitch happened routinely because it would be a whole lot easier to make money in the stock market if I know what the closing price of the indexes will be before the market opens. I might start thinking I was going crazy though and wouldn't know if I could trust the numbers. I've seen other glitches with the prices and the numbers were not the closing prices but the futures prices for Monday morning a couple of days ahead of time. I have had dreams where a superadvanced AI from the future has contacted me.

It makes you wonder when a major stock index bottoms and the numbers have your birthday in them such as 666.79 but drop the first 6. It's like we are in a computer program and the AI is just sending me messages. I guess it had to be someone's birthday. Even scarier is the thought that I'm unconscious in another reality and I created this entire universe all of you are experiencing because I'm in a coma in the other reality. If I did create this reality, I could potentially alter it just with a mere thought. That would be cool if I could control this reality. It would be like the most vivid lucid dream ever. So far it appears I just have a great imagination.

If you watch Doctor Who, some things sometimes make me think about the episode with Bad Wolf appearing multiple times. Sometimes it seems like there are weird patterns.