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| Straight 6 DID Bust! Join Date: Jul 2010 Location: Pace, FL | Dejavu
So, does anyone else have those moments where you're like "I've been here before..." Like, for the last few days it feels like I've been having all these flashback kinda things....I'll dream/imagine something and then a few days later it'll take place in the real world. Maybe this is just a dream......? I need one of these |
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| Laissez Bon Temps Roulet! Join Date: Jul 2010 Location: Texas |
Something like that happens to me all the time. Sometimes when I'm on my throne, I think to myself "I haven't seen this one episode of _____ in a while" and that same night that episode comes on
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| Modder at heart Join Date: Oct 2010 Location: Toronto, Canada |
Ive had those occurences many times. They peaked around 10 years ago. One in particular stands out above the rest, again happening around 10 years ago. I dreampt I went to a mall with my sister and mother. A mall I havent been to for years. We passed one of those luggage stores, and a distinct red and green backpack was in the display window. It had a broken zipper on it, and I wondered in the dream why they would put such a thing in the display. My sister then said, "I need a backpack, can we go in?". And I responded with "why do you need another, you already have one". I woke up from the dream. it was so vivid, I told my dad all about it and only my dad. Later that day my mom and sister wanted to go to the mall. i thought nothing of the dream at this point. While walking down the mall, behold the red and green backpack shows up on a display in the luggage store, clad with the broken zipper. I stand in front, completely dumbfounded, while my sister said her line as in the dream. I was so rattled by the event I did not say what I did in the dream. I told my father afterwards, but he did not believe me. Ive had a lot of events like this at the time, but far and few in between now. No real significance to these events, at least none that are apparent. But they never cease to freak the hell out of me. I cant think of an explaination for why or how it happens. |
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To be more usefull to the thread: I've had a sort of Deja vu' thing going on these last few months. I'll meet someone for the first time, yet for some reason I feel like I've met them before. There face, the way they talk, all seem familiar to me. It's kinda bugging me too.........
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Years ago, I dreamt that I was driving with my friend in his car, and as I went to tap out the pipe into his ashtray, I realized I couldn't and used the window. As I awoke, I though it was strange that a) it wasn't his car, b) I couldn't cash the pipe in his ashtray, as I often did, C) in the dream none of this seemed strange to me. For these reasons alone I remebered the dream, even though it was quite inane. A few weeks later he bought a new car, in which he did not smoke cigarettes or use the ashtray, and this seen played out. If I have some sort of telepathy, you'd think I could at least use it for something worthwhile
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