Has Anyone Had More Than One Type of Paranormal Experience?

originally posted by: 12arc

"So what were The results of "The Experiment?"

Failed - had to go into work.

But it is the weekend now, and a lovely warm spring day, so all's well.

But it is amazing how quick time can go the older you get - you'd think a week would still be a week no matter how old you are. Perhaps there's a clue here to the mystery of time slips and missing time.

PS sorry for Brit sense of humour if anyone took me seriously and thought I was actually trying to time travel my way out of work.

I agree with time seeming to speed up. Weren't we just here discussing this weekend a couple of days ago? But that was 6 days ago, now here we are. Swooooooosh!

I read an article several years ago about time speeding up. It isn't just in our mind; it's actually happening, even for the younger generation. It had something to do with the planet and outside influences coming in, or something.
I don't recall what it said now, but it's not all in our mind.

I knew you were joking about the time experiment, but being as we are on a paranormal thread, I suppose some people could take you seriously. After you read through some of the stories here, you will understand why.
There are many things shared here that boggles the brain. LOL

I'll answer the question about empaths, since ClownFish is busy...

Actually, empaths have always been around. Having/showing "empathy" can apply to everyone in some situations. It's just that some people "feel" others' emotions to a stronger degree than others. They can become quite depressed, or feel the same emotions someone else is feeling, and at times, it can be quite overwhelming.

I've been an empath all my life, but I only learned not everyone felt things as deeply as I did a couple of decades ago.
I just considered some people to be "uncaring". Actually, it was me that was "caring" too much because I felt the other person's emotions deeper than other people did.

Empaths have to learn how to shield themselves from others' emotions, or else it can wreck havoc in their own lives.

Here is an article you can read to learn more: LINK

As for being able to do this over the phone or internet... I think that would depend on the level of being empathetic for each individual. Speaking for myself, I can do this over the phone, and the internet too, if the person is good at putting his/her true feelings in words (on the internet). Hearing one's voice on the phone is much easier (for me).

I have often posted things that I felt quite passionate about, sometimes to the point of getting angry because other people didn't "feel" as strongly as me about it. This has gotten me in trouble a few times.

I had a friend come on the board (not here) and explain to the others that I was an empath and that is why I was reacting so strongly. They understood then. And his post helped me realize that sometimes I need to "tone it down a notch" so people won't misunderstand my intent.

I hope this answers your questions.

Hope you are enjoying the thread.

a reply to: 12arc

So sometime after the 12ARC thing, not sure how long exactly, but I became aware that I was seeing the number 1222 everywhere. This was pre internet on the early years of seeing this number, so I was unaware of 11:11 and 23 and so on, but I was seeing it on clocks as you'd expect, on TV - like switching channels just as the guy in the film came out of a hotel room with the number 1222 on the door, even on those date & time of production stamps on the back of milk cartons. I can't remember too many details of all the little incidents, but it was daily. Took my mind off the other thing while I tried to figure this mystery out. Not sure why I didn't connect them together as they both had 12 in them.

At some point I was playing around with the 12arc thing and wondered what would happen if I converted ARC into numbers - a=1, b=2 etc. And the values came to 22 - in other words, 1222, the number I was seeing everywhere.

I thought I'd made a major breakthrough and now at last I was gonna solve all the mysteries of the universe, maybe a Nobel prize and world peace would follow. And maybe even that poker dice would show up. But, nope...

A few years into all this, the 1222 thing went on for at least 10 years, I was in a car with my mum and dad, I was in the back seat and trying to "explain" all of what I've been describing above, and they were just going "Oh, that's nice" - that sort of thing. And just when I decided i'd best shut up about it, this sports car with a personalised number plate pulls out of a side road in front of us with the reg. plate number (US = serial number?) of 12ARC!

Of course I was babbling away from the back seat "Look at that, look at that!" But I don't think they'd been paying attention to me previously, so the coincidence was completely lost on them.

All of the above just faded away gradually, in fact I got sick of it all. I wouldn't care if I never see the number 1222 ever again. But I just gotta look back at it all and think "The hell was that about?"

It have the impression from here, 20 years later, of it being a training exercise.

a reply to: sled735

HI Sled,
Thanks for that thoughtful and informative reply. I will take a break from posting for a minute or two while I read that link.

It is 4.30pm here, what time is it over there?

a reply to: 12arc

What a fascinating story! Thanks for sharing.

I have no idea what that means for you, but it IS something important, or else you wouldn't have had all that synchronicity happening. Seems it's purpose is still waiting to be discovered (by you).

One thing that popped in my mind's eye immediately as I was reading your story was that the woman who handed you the bill with ARC on it was an ET. People who have talked with them say some of them look just like us and we would never know they were "aliens".
And the way you described how she looked at you, and the way the ARC grabbed your attention... seems there was some telepathic communication going on there. Maybe you didn't realize it at the time.

Do you know anything about MyLab, or the Secret Space Program that experimented with people then did "mind wipes" before sending them back?
The fact that you "FELT" it was some kind of experiment only strengthens my suspicions.
Maybe it was a way to "wake you up" for something you need to do, or learn.

Fascinating!!!!

originally posted by: 12arc
a reply to: sled735

HI Sled,
Thanks for that thoughtful and informative reply. I will take a break from posting for a minute or two while I read that link.

It is 4.30pm here, what time is it over there?

It's 11:47 a.m. here.

a reply to: sled735

Thank you, I am going to read your story later.

a reply to: sled735

Hold on your story is on page 339 lol might take a while.

ROFL!!! Yeah, it's been "current" for over 4 years.
This ought to give you something to do for a few weeks. LOL

Welcome to the thread. I hope you will share your own stories with us.

a reply to: sled735

While I wasn't sure about why you would have mentioned MiLabs or the secret space program, I got a slightly peculiar feeling while scrolling down page 1 of the Google search for those terms. Not quite foreboding, nor does subdued excitement quite describe it. Not really sure.

My dad worked all his life for a civilian branch of the military. I was born in a military hospital overseas.

The story that came to mind, though not sure why, I was going to save for a future weekend. Will relate it on the next post.

I find posting and reading on this thread very therapeutic - thinking maybe if I put together all the strange events in my life together like this I will figure something out. Let's see what happens.

a reply to: sled735
LOL, now I got it. You have been very busy. I will add. I thought you had a one page ghost story. LOL. Boy was I wrong. Thank you for sharing your unique you!

a reply to: 12arc

This was just 3 years ago. It was on a Tuesday night, just gone to bed, had to be up for work in the morning.

I think I had just drifted off to sleep when I became aware of the sound of clinking glass bottles to my right in the bed beside me, and became concerned that they would break and I would have broken glass in the bed beside me. Before I could wake up to deal with this I found myself down the hallway in the bathroom looking at myself in the mirror.

As I looked my face morphed into someone else. Can't picture the face now, but I would say it was an 18 year old boy. As I was watching this, one of my front teeth grew much longer than the other one and blood started trickling down it.

Next I knew I was outside the bathroom door, steps down stairs to my right and a wall ahead in front of my. Because of my view I was aware that I was floating a couple of feet off the floor.

Then I found myself quite rapidly propelled forwards towards the wall - floating towards it - and when I got there I was pressed gently but firmly against this wall and pinned to it for some 10 seconds. Then I was floated back and suspended in mid air back where I started, and looked down to the bottom of the stairs and saw what I perceived as a young lady, about 4 feet tall, standing in front of the front door looking back up at me.

She was wearing a gothic blue dress, but she was behind some kind of rippled glass effect so I couldn't make out her face at all. And only got an impression of what she was wearing.

Felt that being flung around in my out of body state like this was just to show me that she was in charge. Didn't feel any malevolence or negativity, but this was business and "I'm not here to mess around, so let's get on with it" was the general impression I had of her. Never conciously seen her before or since.

I should note that the surroundings were just what my house looked like, not a dream environment, it was just an OBE. And the front door had a small window pane that had a frosted glass effect, though she was clearly standing inside, just at the bottom of the stairs.

Continued...

a reply to: 12arc

Once I got it - that the lady was in charge and I was not dreaming - I woke up in bed where I'd started.
And not sure if I went straight into it, or if I woke up and then closed my eyes (just going straight to sleep after an experience, like it was no big deal, is not unusual for me) but I found myself watching a film - in bed while fully awake.

As it went on I could open my eyes at any time and look around my room, then close them and resume the film. I did think at a couple of points that I should pause the film and write down some notes, but I worried that it would break the screening if I paused too long. I regret that I didn't now, as there are some key details I can't recall.

The film / dream (I was in the film as well as watching it from first person view) started off with me in a corner of a field, floating perhaps 6 - 7 feet off the ground. I was looking at some yellow flowers of a most incredible vibrancy. When you hear of people who've had an NDE and they talk about the intensity of the colours etc - well what I was seeing was certainly more intense than normal perception.
And to my right and above were trees with hanging yellow flowers, which I think was Laburnum.
And I turned round to behind and saw a green field like it was made out of emeralds. I remember thinking "My God! Huxley was right!" - in reference to Doors of Perception where Aldous Huxley, on Peyote, had said something similar about his new view of reality.

And then I saw a fast BMW sports car at the end of the field and got in to go for a drive. I have never driven anything except old bangers, so this was a real thrill - the sense of power through the accelerater pedal was liberating. I was driving through these narrow country lanes with high stone walls to my left, and forget what on the right. And eventually came to a left turn and decided I'd go down there. But became aware I wasn't quite in charge of this film, as my decision was overruled and I had to go straight on. Soon after came to a small village with an open cast mine just past it, with stepped levels in concentric circles. It looked like a gaping wound in the landscape.

Continued...

a reply to: 12arc

So next up, I had got out of the car and was looking out over this hole in the earth, and there were various entrances into the mine at different levels, and I could see soldiers in the distance running in and out of these entrances. They were wearing long grey trench coats with rifles over their shoulders. I got the feeling that I should move on, got back in the car, turned it around and drove back to the village.

And my home was in this village. I walked through the door and my family was inside - not my actual family in real life, but of the 18 year old boy I had seen myself morph into earlier. I figured this out because I went upto a mirror and looked at my face.

My new family just thought I was their son, but I somehow figured out that I was in the 22nd century, and I was trying to tell them that I was actually asleep on bed on the 21st century. I get the impression that it was early 2100s - although this place didn't look very futuristic. And only clue I had as to where I was - there was a postcard on a table and the picture on the front had the words "Koln" - German for Cologne - though everyone spoke English, or that's how I heard them speak.

My only ally was an old man in a rocking chair who believed me that I wasn't really their son. I think it was him that filled me on with what was going on here. It seems that the "Bankers" had "won", and they owned everything and everyone. Our family was privileged and were in charge of the mine, but we could easily fall out of favour. My younger brother showed me a little glass cabinet set into the wall with the symbol for the organisation that ruled us - I am afraid I have forgotten the name of this organisation and their symbol - but they were pseudo-egyptian, and we had to pay homage to the symbol like it was a religion.

I ran into someone hostile at one point, but realising it was a dream I wished him away. But then someone else came up to me who wasn't too friendly, and when I tried to wish him away he just said "we'll this is my dream too, and i'm not going anywhere!", although I don't recall him after that.

Well, to end this story, what happened is that our family fell out of favour with the Bankers and were taken out and shot by a firing squad, I managed to escape and joined the resistance, and last I remember the film degenerated into an ordinary dream where I was shooting at these soldiers in the grey uniforms.

By the end I was worrying that it was late and I hope this film ends soon as I have to be up for work in the morning.

And that was it! Left to my own devices to figure out the meaning of it all. I should add that I think this must have been 5 years ago not 3, as this event heralded the 3rd "great book reading" phase, which just ended 8 months ago.

Can anyone help with this? I have no idea what I am supposed to make of it. (Except that I contradict myself at the end of this post)

I should note that this was Tuesday night, on Saturday night previous I had taken some internet concoction - drugs in other words - that didn't do a lot, but were definitely not good for me. I don' t think this had any bearing on the experience, but a sceptic would say otherwise.

Feeling I got was that this was a warning that if you don't sort yourself out and do what you are supposed to do - well, look at the future life you are about to go through...

Thanks for reading!

originally posted by: 12arc
a reply to: sled735

While I wasn't sure about why you would have mentioned MiLabs or the secret space program, I got a slightly peculiar feeling while scrolling down page 1 of the Google search for those terms. Not quite foreboding, nor does subdued excitement quite describe it. Not really sure.

For you, and anyone else who have never heard of this program, here is a link: LINK

Are you the one who said you thought you woke up one night to seeing a shadow standing over you with a needle in it's hand? Forgive me if I'm wrong; sometimes when several people post at the same time, I get the stories mixed up.

Anyway, the reason I'm asking is because of something written in the link I posted:
" Regardless of the category milabs are in, they can all be brought together for mass examinations, inoculations, training and for other reasons when necessary."

Read the article, ARC. See if anything "rings a bell" with you.

My dad worked all his life for a civilian branch of the military. I was born in a military hospital overseas.

Hmmm... (raises eyebrows). Very interesting.
Others have been children of military families too. I've read stories and watched videos by some of these people. They say most people who have been mind-wiped start having memories surface when they reach their thirties. I guess the "spell" starts wearing off.

The story that came to mind, though not sure why, I was going to save for a future weekend. Will relate it on the next post.

Yes! Yes! I'm VERY interested in this topic. Some of what you thought was paranormal may only be things you experienced during a sedated state by the MiLab people.

I find posting and reading on this thread very therapeutic - thinking maybe if I put together all the strange events in my life together like this I will figure something out. Let's see what happens.

INDEED! It's for that reason that I've kept this thread going all these years. I love to help people figure out all the strangeness in their life, if I can. If not, I usually can point them to someone who can.

This thread has not only helped me figure out my own experiences, but it has helped many, many others, if only by finally getting to talk about it with others like themselves.

a reply to: 12arc

WOW! I swear, your story sounds so similar to other MiLabs. Sorry.

Taken from the link I posted previously...

Many milabs have been shown futuristic visions of a coming apocalypse or cataclysmic series of events on the surface. These possible futuristic events run the gamut from civil unrest, all out urban warfare involving foreign troops, germ warfare, natural disasters, and missile attacks. Escape and evasion training is routinely given to many milabs. Leadership training and group survival skills are also taught to milabs with an emphasis on decision making under duress.

Maybe it's time to go to a hypnotist?

originally posted by: sled735
I had a ghost follow me around from age six until my late teens, channeled spirits, seen UFOs (close), had an object materialize from thin air in front of my face, and had a monster of some kind over 8 ft. tall walk past my bathroom window during my lifetime. I am now 54 years old. Until now I had no way of communicating with others about all these strange occurrences, but thanks to ATS, I can now ask the question, "Are there others who experience more than one type of paranormal phenomena, or am I just a paranormal magnet?"

I have so many I've gotten used to them. I will tell a few that stand out:

I was about 12 yrs old and my best friend came running to my house all excited that she saw a plane crash and wanted to go see the wreckage.

First off I should have known something was up as this girl had a strict list of chores that she was required to follow by her parents and for her to deviat was very unlike her, but off we went.

We rode our bikes to a swimming hole in the woods that was at least 5 miles away; I remember asking her "how do you know it crashed here"?

Now we're all alone in these woods in the fall and I see something out of the corner of my eye fly over the swimming hole towards us - at first I thought no way this is not possible; it seemed rather funny looking and I laughed, my next memory is of this being inches away from my face. The air seemed different; I tried to run by could not.

Long story short I don't remember the ride home; I blocked it out of my memory for 10 years until that friend sought me out and tried to ? Me about that day; and I refused to talk about it and was upset she brought it up. That's all I remember and all I want to remember.

Ghosts seen many; have lived through an abduction without being harmed after praying to God for help.

a reply to: KTemplar

Welcome to the thread, KT... can I call you KT?

Yes, that had to be very frightening for a child!! Frightening for anyone, for that matter.

What did the being look like? Was it a gray? Do you remember how the craft looked?

I'm sure we would all love to hear your experience in detail, and talking about it as an anonymous person can be great therapy. AND YOU WON'T BE RIDICULED HERE.

I would also like to hear your ghostly encounters, if you are willing to share?

Thanks for stopping by.

originally posted by: KTemplar
I have so many I've gotten used to them. I will tell a few that stand out:

I was about 12 yrs old and my best friend came running to my house all excited that she saw a plane crash and wanted to go see the wreckage.

First off I should have known something was up as this girl had a strict list of chores that she was required to follow by her parents and for her to deviat was very unlike her, but off we went.

We rode our bikes to a swimming hole in the woods that was at least 5 miles away; I remember asking her "how do you know it crashed here"?

Now we're all alone in these woods in the fall and I see something out of the corner of my eye fly over the swimming hole towards us - at first I thought no way this is not possible; it seemed rather funny looking and I laughed, my next memory is of this being inches away from my face. The air seemed different; I tried to run by could not.

Long story short I don't remember the ride home; I blocked it out of my memory for 10 years until that friend sought me out and tried to ? Me about that day; and I refused to talk about it and was upset she brought it up. That's all I remember and all I want to remember.

Ghosts seen many; have lived through an abduction by a person without being harmed after praying to God for help.

I have seen orange orbs and one particular apparition that appears in front of me before someone I love dies; he seems to care about me.

originally posted by: sled735
a reply to: KTemplar

Welcome to the thread, KT... can I call you KT?

Yes, that had to be very frightening for a child!! Frightening for anyone, for that matter.

What did the being look like? Was it a gray? Do you remember how the craft looked?

I'm sure we would all love to hear your experience in detail, and talking about it as an anonymous person can be great therapy. AND YOU WON'T BE RIDICULED HERE.

I would also like to hear your ghostly encounters, if you are willing to share?

Thanks for stopping by.

KT is fine! Rather like it. I don't remember seeing any craft.

Yes it was gray!

My father was once an Army Ranger so I had some knowledge of planes - not much at that age, but enough.

The scariest part was hearing this thing moving in the woods, and my friend saying "What is that"? It was quite a distance away but the air and fear were palpable.

Ghosts: Funny story here: was living in AZ, my ex was hanging Christmas lights on those ridiculous things Arizonas call trees lol; swearing at me the whole time because I couldn't help him at that very moment as I was watching my son and my neighbors son while he took a shower and I wasn't going to leave two 7 year olds alone in the street riding their bikes. I was pleading with him to stop swearing, when I heard running through the rocks in our front yard, it sounded as if something hit him - he was pushed (his words but nothing there) off the ladder and got the wind knocked out of him (there was no wind that day).

My son, my neighbors son and I walked over to see if he was ok, and my son says "looks like you got Karma" I still laugh about it today.