I’ve been thinking about it a lot lately and it hurts my brain, and it also scares me. It seems definite to me that there must be some truly incredible quality of existence which allowed it to come to be out of nothing, one that I don’t have even the slightest hope to even explain or probably even understand.
2) One day in high school, for no apparent reason whatsoever, I informed a friend that I believed something bad was going to happen to their vehicle. Later that day, someone unknown to me (ie: not someone I might have “overheard” discussing this) broke into it and stole things.
3) In my 20s, driving at night with a friend along a highway that bordered a US army base, with giant evergreen trees along the boundary there, a flying object with dozens of lights appeared on the other side of the trees, matching my speed, and only slightly higher “altitude”. This went on for a minute or so. After we reached the destination, I began telling other friends about the weird encounter with a helicopter we had just had, and the friend with me looked at me like my brain had fallen out and exclaimed that was definitely not a helicopter. (The encounter was silent, and whatever it was flew at about 50 mph at 20-30 feet above ground, so he had a point, but I had fully bought into “it was a helicopter”.)
Could go on, but this seems a fine place to stop.
The only explanation I can think of is a coincidence between my having an unprompted fit of delusional paranoia, and her having a car accident at the same time. She is a generally disaster-prone person, but I don't normally worry about it, and that's the worst thing that ever happened to her.
There are people who can verify that I was in fact out of my mind and flipping out before anybody knew anything had happened.
The lesson was to backup my phone as I do with PC and never buy Samsung again.
There's no way for me to appropriately convey the timing that 100% convinced me none of the 3 of us said "that's funny"
She was so sure everything is fine. I told her she is probably right, but I have to look anyway. I just had to.
When I found him he was laying on the side under a display. He was still moving his legs and his tounge was hanging out to the ground. He was breathing quite rapidly. I picked him up and put him on his feet, but he just kept walking and his tounge was still out. I put him in a box and watered his tounge and pet him for an hour. His legs were going and going, but he could move his tongue from time to time. Like he was annoyed by the water, he kinda scoffed and it broke his breathing shortly. I kept dripping water on his tounge and he sighed a few times. I felt horrible.
Eventually he snapped out of it and looked at me exhausted of his ordeal, drank a little, licked my hand and fell asleep with normal breathing.
He was fine the next day.
I can not explain this, but this dog and I had an emotional connection that went through closed door, walls, stairs and even over reassurance of my girlfriend and the comfort of a warm cosy bed.
When I was a kid I was very sick with some kind of very severe immune reaction. While trying to figure out what was wrong with me, the doctors discovered that I have tachycardia. After the immune reaction went down and things became less critical, my mom took me to another hospital to get a followup EKG. This hospital had just gotten a new EKG machine (these were the types of machines that printed the results out on a very long strip of paper).
When they hooked me up to it, the machine did not work. Not sure exactly how this manifested, but basically they could not get any measurements. They thought the new machine was just faulty, and to confirm they tried to use it on the child in line after me while we waited. It worked just fine on him, so they hooked me up again, and again it suddenly "broke". They checked me for metal or any other items that might interfere with the machine, and tried having a few other kids go before me as well, but the machine worked for all of them. I never did end up getting an EKG to get my heat checked, until years later as an adult.
We were looking over the lake and there was some light in the air, which was seemingly ascending. It would sometimes jump left and right, which looked extremely unusual. After a while it was like passing infront of us over the lake and we heard some weird loud noise that echoed over the lake. We couldn't tell how far away it was due to darkness and its movements being pretty weird.
It was a really weird experience and we still sometimes talk about and ponder about it. It was probably just a plane but the way it moved just looked so unusual.
Where I lived, earthquakes were very rare, this was my first time experiencing one. I also had poor ear canals so the pressure was likely a mix of blood rush and pressurized ear drums. As for the spectre, coming from a dreaming state to so many different stimuli, my mind must of just though up something I would see as imminent danger.
The earthquake was around a Mag. 3.
Savor the mystery. It's a luxury not everyone can enjoy.
Once when I was a student, my girlfriend asked me to close the bedroom door. For some bizarre reason, I instantly pointed at it and commanded it to close, and it slammed shut. Apparently I didn't actually say anything, so I must have just thought it.
There were no draughts, the door was heavy and didn't move on its own, and more to the point, why did I even do that? I don't make a habit of attempting telekinesis!
I'm sure it was just a bizarre set of coincidences, but it was pretty weird.
As for the "unexplained phenomena"... You might not have an explanation, but if you can study it closely and reproduce it reliably, you may be on the path to knowledge.
It's still doing it. Did it last night. My wife thinks it's ghosts, but she's Irish, so.... :-D And our house is nearly 200 years old, so if some poor bastard didn't die here at some point I'd be frankly shocked.
Like chatting with my future wife, chatting with my dead grandfather, seeing christ, seeing satan, Grudge like Japanese girls under my bed etc.
Each couple years I have same dream extended for another couple minutes. It starts as recap of previous time and then it continues.
It is not nightmare neither some trauma and I know it will happen again.
I recommend the book “deciphering the cosmic number” which is a biography of Wolfgang Pauli and his efforts towards studying the paranormal.
EDIT: Our software ist not that buggy!!
Every time I have been presented with "evidence" for the paranormal, I can always come up with rational explanations almost immediately. It often boils down to "that person must be lying" or "this is clearly a forgery".
Yet I still feelt the attraction from "the unexplained". After all, all discoveries have been done after grappling with it. And discovery is good - it increases survival, so your genes get passed down.
I fortunately found a way to channel those energies in a more satisfying (to me) way: science! It turns out if you look at the borders of what we know, you will find lots of interesting and exciting mysteries.
In Astronomy, Dark Matter and Dark Energy are two examples of unexplained mysteries.
On the other side of the spectrum, there's Quantum Physics, where reality becomes "pixellated" and our intuition stops working, there's lots of unexplained stuff. Questions like "what is Gravity, really" or "what is time". Every new answer we get opens 2 or 3 new questions.
We are still far away from implementing practical Nuclear Fusion, which would be really helpful with climate change tbh. How do we overcome the Coulomb Barrier and make deuterium atoms produce energy in a way we can use?
In biology, we are currently deciphering how DNA works. It's a whole programming language and operative system originated from Nature itself, without a conscious inventor behind it. Isn't that neat? And how the hell are we supposed to make sense of it. It's like a big hack. We will need computers to make even partial sense of all of it.
Speaking of computers. We are doing advances in AI, but we are still far away from "Real" AI. But Nature somehow managed to do it in less than 2 kilograms of biomass.
In Math, if you dig a little deep, things get just weird, fast. Just, pick a favorite. (Mine is Russells Paradox).
Most of these mysteries you cannot encounter just by walking on a dark alley. You have to work in order to even understand them. You can (in theory) validate everything yourself (admittedly, no one does this, we all walk upon the shoulders of giants). Instead of ouija table to talk with the spirits, you use a telescope, and a bunch of math, to try to figure out a puzzle set up by the Universe.
Once I started doing this, I found I didn't "need" the supernatural.