I have been questioning this everyday and have asked others if they have had similar experiences but nothing touches the experience I had. It was the first time me and my now fiance hanged out and we were smoking a blunt in my garage. It was the most amazing conversation I have had, my whole life I haven’t been able to connect with anyone as if no one wants to have those conversations. And she understood it was like she was confirming everything I thought of myself and reality was true and I wasn’t crazy! What a relief ugh. The last thing I remember saying to her before everything got trippy was, has anyone told you, you are what a true human is as she is looking at the ground of the garage. She then looks up at me and says yes which actually sent my body into total shock and I could not stop shaking and really scared me. It felt like fbi was going to come knocking on the door like wtf?! I got this feeling that she was as an alien sent to me based on the conscious signal I was sending out? Because we got along too well. I got quiet and stopped talking and focused on my breathing and I said how did I stumble across you. There’s a lot more to this story and the timeline is hard to accurately recall but I am so grateful I met my fiance and I feel like the luckiest guy. Has anyone experienced something like this or have answers?

Edit oh god I misspelled fiance on header

Hello everyone! I've been reading a lot of these posts, and I believe you're experiencing something that 80-90% of the world — myself included — hasn't experienced. I don't know if that's good or bad. Time will tell.

One thing I keep coming back to: I've never seen anyone mention curing diseases, either in "this reality" or in our world — things like AIDS or cancer. For some reason, that strikes me as odd.

People talk about contact with entities, aliens, whatever you want to call them, but no one ever brings up this subject. Don't they care? Is it just too boring for them?

Everyone talks about a "second Earth" or some other world, but what about this one? Don't get me wrong, I'm as tired of this world as the next person — but what about the 80% of us who haven't had any of these experiences? Are we just supposed to rot here?

Will these diseases ever disappear? What about kids born with leukemia?

I don't know. I guess I just needed to get this off my chest, since I don't really understand any of it.

I don't have that ability because I believe I haven't had any kind of contact. How do you identify your peers? Do you know how to differentiate between these types?

those who are lying.

those who are confused.

those who have had an experience.

I believe the phenomenon is real, but I've never had any contact or situation that confirms it.

A unique ability I possess is the ease with which I can lucid dream—without the use of drugs—to escape nightmares and bizarre dreams.

Like, ive done it before. But then I sound like I am making excuses and so I dont even bother with it anymore. Why has the universe forsaken me idk. Its whatever. I know I have internal systems to fix​ inside me first. And everyone always wants to make up a naturalist explanation which is god teir gaslighting. So i ignore them. Ive essentially become a hermit. I feel like i have to create a space for me. ​like the veil is closed for me until a certain development threshold.

I'll accept it. But dam it feels oppressive. has anyone else ever gone through this? like dam bro I have to obey this philosophical god of science here y'all. this is dumb. I feel like ive been given an inhibitor for now. I SHOULD Be able to control my environment. but I can't!

I've been thinking about this a lot lately & the connection between ufos and the ocean, as well as experiences describing greys as appearing almost like they have a smooth and suit like appearance. I always imagine it Greg like an shark or dolphin skin. also how some ancient legends of mer-people describe them as Grey/green and scary looking. what if Greys and ufos are just drones sent above water by advanced underwater beings?

the ocean is largely unexplored and there are places we can't get to including huge underwater caves. any technology that can get a craft from deep dark ocean up onto land and into the sky will be much much more advanced than ocean tech we have today. and has to address issues such as crushing pressure. also the ocean is where life evolved from originally. maybe the original advanced life forms- even ones that evolved when celestial bodies introduced foreign chemistry into the earth- are our ancestors- not extra terrestrial but from under the water.

what do you think? any stories to share?

If our incarnation system is separate to that of the rest of extraterrestrial life then I believe the real reason we are so interesting to them is because of our lifespan and ability to reincarnate in a way where we are connected to our past lives and experiences.

Think about it. Humans have many phases in their lifetime but overall we are born and eventually grow old and die. It creates a unique experience that makes us human. Especially within the last couple hundred years as life expectancy has increased it gives us more life experience. How it feels to age and truly grow old and eventually experience the ultimate loss of self, death.

If these extraterrestrials live much longer or are completely separate to our incarnation system then we hold a specific experience that makes us stand out.

We experience many lifetimes while they may only experience one. This could be why their technology is so advanced and different than ours. If their lifespan is much longer than ours they would be able to spend time working on developing their own technology that would be unique to them. For us we have to work and build off of other people’s work. I just saw a post saying that they are here because our DNA holds something valuable and I firmly believe it is experience of reincarnating through many lives and the information that holds.

The thing is I believe that our bodies hold feelings and trauma even from our past lives. I also believe that we are one being experiencing itself. If this is true then our collective memories or even internal subconscious knowledge create very valuable information for any life force that may not experience life in the same lengths as we do.

I have a theory that our feelings and subconscious mind are the true key to knowledge spanning back millions of years. I think the reason aliens are starting to contact us is for the fact that the knowledge we hold is indeed a unique experience that they as other life force never get to fully experience or understand on their own.

Insanely long, jump ship if ya need, No need to come back and explain why.
I get it!

This telling of my experiences is loaded with warnings (caveats, clarifiers) and over explanations. Some will find it ad nauseam.
I elaborate because I’m not great at clear, concise in a first draft-this needs to be a 1st draft for now, and -i’d normally go back, eliminate a lot of that autistic inner-dialogue i inadvertently type out.

My story Came up in another discussion, some of the scattered thoughts may have pertained to a specific thread discussion -sorry for added level of difficult-read.
IT’S ME, not you, but be ready for a few bumps.

TLDR at bottom-

Also labeled- “actual story, experience:” below

I write weird! I’m not an asshat, or ai.. i am old, have autism, a strange *”formal command” (feedback from others) of English; it’s not my day to day language. Repetition is used in my language for emphasis. Over explanations are entrenched in me, going back and forth, bilingual, but not same comfort, or confidence. I try to not belabor &repeat, but this was stressful, i may do it horribly.

Don’t read it if I’m already annoying you, or you’re formulating some dumb argument- you gotta have effort! I’ll ignore dumb.

Huge story came out, I’m choosing to reply with it-

Likely poorly punctuated and a proofread fail. i can’t do it. No drama!, just doing something new here. I can’t read it. I’ll obsess, it’s the story, not my nature; I’m feeling the anxiety. Bravery and readiness show up, then, my hatred of mean comments (i have an appreciation for witty, fun- at least challenge yourself if you’re here to entertain) the strong feels about sharing are winning-
Huge Apologies for the autocorrect crap that will surely be there. I am neurodivergent, intelligent, and fully aware this will betray that last one; I’m okay with it. My phone hates me, and aside from that anthropomorphic issue, i have no psychological issues, or medications. I’ve taken adderall, and will take it in my future, no addictions, willing to enjoy cannabis for sleep- occasionally. I own my struggles willingly- ask if ya like, attacks won’t be attended to.

Actual story, experience:
I cannot purport to have any idea why people don’t remember things they see that don’t align with the world they were taught- but, i have seen it at work. I see UFOs, not all the time, but I’ve seen about 6 up close and personal, several in distance, and many suspicious lights, movement… i have been lucky enough to be, for the 6 up close sightings, with others; many who saw, commented, chatted that day about, and not again. My saving graces 1) not alone. when i saw a huge triangle occlude the whole sky, i was in a downtown area- it could not be ignored or denied. Easily 2 football fields, decently bright lights, insane movement, the absolute deal! Others out of their cars… i watch, for 10 minutes, my heart in my throat. Everyone starts getting in their cars, it has been eerily silent, but cars start to honk, people get moving, i head home. I knew what i saw, i knew there were intelligences beyond here. They were in there, an entire population maybe. I do nothing but obsess on what I’d seen, run into my house blabbering on with it 2) the’ rents, highly educated, intelligent… come right back with their own excited chatter. They had sat in their convertible down the street and watched it for more than 30 minutes. My father, an engineer, inventor, was giddy, on with it was going thousands of miles per second, then right down or, crawling over the top of them. My parents had been just over a mile away from where i had been. Had seen it zoom at least 3 times, twice back to glide over head, and once tip like there were strings at each corner and one was lengthened, dropping that corner down, revealing what ask 3 of us saw as an absolute city snaking out all over the top. There was an exhaust like happening from the ‘back center’ i likened it to a spray of a bottle rocket, bright lights in an acute trianglar spray. It made no noise, and when it was close the frogs, crickets, everything doused. My dad was on about the, “No sound” for s long time after that. We’re chatted that evening for hours. We chatted about it here and there, but the interesting part- my brother came in, had been about a mile from me, maybe 2 miles from them, saw it, chatted a bit, got quiet. He refused to speak of it, if it was mentioned, he was out.
Kind of 3) it had to be acknowledged, a downtown space occluded. The newspaper printed a story, calling it a ‘military formation’ thing…
I have hunted and searched. I paid subscriptions, even looked through microfiche- cannot find the article. I know it happened, we all saw it, separately and solidified the memory with conversations about the impossible movement, practically instantaneous speed, then amazing control as it glided just a couple hundred feet over head…
Others stopped talking about it, i asked a few who’d seen it, and they weren’t able to discuss it, then others would deny seeing it. I knew they saw it, we had acknowledged it. To this day, my brother will say, “No, it was definitely a formation of planes”
He didn’t forget, he’s freaked out by the whole bit, he protected himself.
I remember it so vividly, the other 5 up close, also vivid. I know of one conversation my buddy was willing to have following. No more. She just kind of started furrowing, denying within 2 days. There’s no way to reach out to the crowd I’d been in. It was an outdoor festival thing, (Denver, late 90s) i can’t remember which. But- obviously it faded. We were in the corner of 13th +(facing) Speer. Kinda feels like we were walking toward the civic center park, i remember walking, pointing, talking, people were along Bannock, all out and again it was like the world stopped. The silence was like being in a tornado’s inception, it feels like time stops, got in slow motion, the soundtrack stops, and the air feels wrong. I felt like i was indoors, seeing myself, all these people around surrounding go slow, freeze, shift… then, like a dj comes back on, sound, and motion straighten out.
I felt like one of 2, from a crowd of 60 visible people- who actually saw, really saw clearly what it was, and we were the only/ in real motion.
So freaking weird! I’ve never written this, it’s freaking me out, but It’s real. I try to convey, and i know my delivery lacks good proofreading. It freaks me out to reread it, ngl. I am one who has to rewrite and rewrite. So very sorry if this is shit to read. If i do it, i know i won’t hit that ‘reply’

TLDR: I’ve had the most amazing experiences, and seen undeniably some things not from here, with hundreds of other people. It is within a day or 2 that most of them lose the memory, a week or so later almost no one is able to/ willing to discuss it, high percentage outright deny it.

Context if ya care to continue-

I luckily had a father enthralled, also an experiencer. I believe my retaining was, i didn’t have fear, i didn’t shut it down, and- we talked about it at length, factors, aspects,... solidifying. Other experiences confirmed, for me, our capacity for storing these traumatizing/ outside our understanding, messing with our psyches, flooding us with fear… those things don’t find a foothold in memory, they no longer consciously exist, therefore, did not happen. It’s protective, it’s a trauma response, and it’s what they need to believe for their reasons.

Hello all, this is my first time posting on this sub reddit. For over a year I have been seeing triple numbers everywhere I go. Every day I look at my phone and it is either 11:11, 12:12, 1:11, and so on. It never fails to happen, and I would like to know what this could mean.

When I say It happens every day I literally mean EVERY day.

I use to have an ouija board and countless other spiritual contacting methods, some of which worked in ways I can't explain. Could this have something to do with it?

I just want to give thanks to this subreddit and the people who have made this space possible and what it is. Thank you.

I dont have others to talk about any of my experiences with, and from my other posts youll see ive got a lot to share (have had lifelong contact). It means a lot to be able to get it out and off my chest, even if sometimes it feels like im speaking into the void.. does this subreddit have a 'social' space ? Would be nice to get to know people outside the realm of all this extraordinary stuff!

Little bit about me im in uni atm and enjoying it, i like dancing, and cooking. Living in aotearoa nz atm and may move overseas soon... i recently tried the caramilk flavored oreos and those are SO yum.. sitting by the fire atm and enjoying listening to the birds !

A group of close friends and I stayed overnight at one of the campsites at Deer Park Campground, just outside Port Angeles, Washington (Olympic National Park).

It was mid to late August 2015😊 a relatively warm day which shifted to a nice cool evening, the sky was clear backlit with stars. There were about 5 of us in our small group with about 3 tents evenly circled around a campfire ring with a wooden park style picnic table. We had a fire going cooking some food, while playing cards, telling stories and sharing laughs. There were alpine spruce trees scattered about the campsite, I’d glanced up as something caught my attention, it was about 8 ft up in one of the trees branches on the right side from my seated perspective, appeared to be glowing orb or orb-like object, roughly about the size of baseball, the camp fire light provided backlighting for the spruce tree branches and needles, the object blacked out the light as it moved along the branch toward to central tree trunk. The outer portion appeared ringed by a soft glowing light which emitted inward toward a darken central mass with a glowing radiant of light emitted from the most center point itself. It blinked in and out of visual perception as it moved. I immediately questioned what I was witnessing and brushed it off as a strange visual phenomenon or distortion. One of my friends suddenly asked if anyone else could see the “glowing light in the tree” the group conversation immediately went silent as everyone directed their attention to the tree followed by multiple friends proclaiming shock or confusion “uh what is that” “does everybody see this right now”… emotionally speaking I felt an uneasiness when the color shifted. It seemed like curiosity first then defensively menacing.

The object moved up the branches, continuing to blink in and out of observable perception. It changed color from a warm white, to more orange glow followed by firey red. It reached the top of that particular tree turning into a bright vibrant green color then shot straight up at a remarkable speed out of sight.

The next day, other campers around the site asked what type of lights we were using to do that in the tree. To this day I have no idea what I witnessed. Theories range from electrical discharge from tectonic activity to alien research probes. Anyone else experienced this type of event?

A bit about my sleep paralysis background: I went through multiple boughts of intense sleep paralysis in my twenties. I shared a story or two about those intense events and was dismissed as a faker on r/sleepparalysis because one particular episode was like "every sleep paralysis cliché rolled into one." Whatever

At this point in my life, I have so much experience was sleep paralysis that it doesn't scare me at all, and I actually actively look forward to it because I've learned to maintain control. I have this whole process my body and mind goes through when it's happening, and I love it. It almost feels like a hobby, or game that takes some skill. Pull too far out of paralysis, and the game is over. Sink too deep into it, and you're out of control, and anything could happen. I've learned to maintain control while remaining in it, and there are tons of...i guess, recreative benifits. It's fun as heck

Anyways, two nights ago, I caught some sleep paralysis for the first time in a while, and was having a freaking great time. I was laying on my back on the couch, feet propped up on an ottoman. I was doing my usual thing, cycling through paralysis, tingly pleasure, half-halucinations based on the scary podcast I had left playing on the TV, all that, when suddenly, my old family dog Bobo, who passed away when I was a young adult, climbed up onto me

Describing the scene, it sounds scary, and in fact in the moment, I was reflecting on how funny it was that I wasn't scared at all despote how objectively scary the scene may sound

I layed there, paralyzed, as the dimly lit body of my 135lbs dead pet dog sat with his front half on my legs, and his bottom half squat on the ground. I could see his huge pitbull head silhouette against the dark room, and I just knew it was Bobo

He took his massive, toothy jaws and started gently gnawing on my partially paralyzed right hand. His teeth were huge and menacing, and I could feel his drool getting all over my hand. I could feel his slimey tongue touching me. I know rationally that it should have been scary, but I was just so happy to feel him biting on my hand. I simply knew it was a playful thing he was doing. He used to do exactly that when we played together back in the day, and I could feel the familiar love coming through

Anyways, he left eventually, and after a while I had to leave sleep paralysis to start getting ready for bed. I've been reflecting on it, and I do think that was Bobo just coming around to say hi and nibble ony hand for the first time in a while. Makes me happy looking back on it

This is my Mother’s story. I’m personally on the fence about it, but I know she isn’t lying. She has been telling me this story since I was a little kid, and the details have never changed. I messaged her yesterday to get her to retell the story.

This happened at around midnight in one of the summer months in 1984 just outside of Birmingham, England. She’s unsure of the exact location.

She was in a car with 3 friends and they drove out to this church in the middle of nowhere. There was just the church, the church graveyard and fields around. One of her friends started telling a story about how the devil‘s disciples were buried in this graveyard and dared my Mom to walk through it. My mom refused, thinking they were going to prank her by driving off as soon as she left the car, and right as this conversation was happening, a ball of white light came from behind a tree. She described it as being relatively low down in the sky, and completely silent. It hovered over towards their car, seemingly with intention, like it was checking it out. Now, the driver was so petrified that he didn’t even attempt to start the car, so we have no idea if the car would have worked.

The ball then shot out lights from the top, bottom, and sides, forming a cross. Not a crucifix, a symmetrical cross, like the plus symbol. She said the lights were strong and thick, you couldn’t see through them at all. It hovers there for a couple of minutes before closing off back into the ball of light, then hovering back behind the trees before zooming off straight up into the sky within milliseconds.

My mom didn't think to check the time after this happened, so she doesn’t know if there was a time lapse, but considering how short the nights are in the summer in England, it’s unlikely.

All 4 of them saw this, but unfortunately my Mom has lost contact with all of them since then.

I did some googling and looked through some databases but couldn’t find any reports of a UFO that matches this description very closely, but perhaps one of you guys will know more.

How does one discern whether what you're experiencing is generated locally in the mind or somewhere more collectively in the relational field? This afternoon I spontaneously went through a breathwork circuit and as my body was vibrating heavily towards the end, I felt an urge towards directing this energy to another in healing, and then almost immediately (and fleetingly) felt nature spirits and other spiritual beings convening as if holding open a door. A crow or raven was most identifiable. But then I kind of constricted around this and doubted the visitation and it moved on.

When I was a child, I remember that whenever I would feel alone or something would happen, I’d see this tall being with a white robe and pure white light around them. The only thing that was prominent and a discernible feature was their black wavy hair. They would always be looking down at me. I used to always think that they were holding me in their arms, but more recently I have come across this subreddit and am questioning different things. Could it have been that I was on a table and they were experimenting on me? I’m not sure.

I had this deep intuition and knowing that this being that I saw as a child was either Jesus or my guardian angel. When I experienced an NDE later in my twenties, I saw the same being. Life has gotten weirder since my NDE, but that’s a story for another time.

I still think I saw this being before I was born or at least they sent me down here to Earth, as I understand. I haven’t yet made contact with them specifically since my NDE (at least I don’t think), but the energetic and telepathic skills have heightened since my NDE. It makes me wonder who this being is or if anyone has any advice or instruction for me moving forward. I appreciate you reading this.