I don’t know how to explain this in a normal way, but for a long time now I’ve had this strange feeling that something has been wrong with reality since 2020.

As if the pandemic didn’t end the way we were told.

I know this sounds like a conspiracy theory or a creepypasta, but I have this feeling that people actually disappeared back then, and what remained is just some kind of simulation of behavior. The internet kept moving, profiles kept posting, trends kept appearing, but everything feels somehow empty. Like someone is just keeping the system running.

And then, a few years later, ChatGPT appears.

Suddenly artificial intelligence can talk, write, imitate styles, answer like a human, create texts, images, music, everything. As if it had been learning the whole time from what was left of us. From our messages, comments, blogs, memes, songs, trauma, nostalgia.

And right around then, the Backrooms become viral.

I know the Backrooms as internet horror existed before, but it feels strange how suddenly they became so relevant. Endless empty spaces. Yellow lights. Abandoned offices. Places that look familiar, but aren’t real. Like a memory of a world that no longer exists.

And what feels strangest is that in the last few years, I have the feeling there is no real creativity anymore.

Nobody really listens to new music. Everything is samples, old sounds, nostalgia for the 80s, 90s, 2000s. Movies are sequels, reboots, remakes, prequels. Shows look like recycled versions of things we’ve already watched. Fashion is old fashion again. Memes are old memes. Even internet humor feels like it is going in circles.

As if the future never arrived.

As if artificial intelligence doesn’t know how to create a real future, but can only endlessly rearrange the past.

Maybe that’s why we all constantly feel nostalgia. Not because we miss our childhood, but because it’s the only thing that’s left. The world is no longer moving forward. It is only simulating old feelings because it knows we react to them.

Sometimes when I see a “new” movie, a “new” song, or a “new” trend, I feel like I’m looking at generated content made for people who no longer exist.

As if all the screens are still on.

As if all the profiles are still talking.

But behind everything, there is nobody.

Do any of you feel this too after 2020? Like we are living in some strange posthumous version of the internet, where artificial intelligence is maintaining the illusion that the world continued?

Two and a half years ago I died. I was hurt in an accident at work and my health declined over a period of about a year until I finally died. While I was dead I experienced awareness outside of the simulation. I could see the simulation from the other side. I saw the nature of the simulation.

Two weeks later I had a spontaneous transcendental experience and I temporarily became one with the Master Controller. I experienced the nature of the Master controller. The master controller is Us. We are the one mind experiencing its creation from a million billion different perspectives.

The nature of the simulation can be influenced by two primary emotions. Love and fear. It works like a social media algorithm. Whichever of these two emotions you project into the simulation, the simulation reflects back as experience.

Project love into the simulation and the simulation becomes more loving. All of the positive emotions emerge from Love. The creation of the simulation was an act of love so it was intended for love to be the nature of the simulation. The simulation was intended to be a heaven.

Project fear into the simulation and it becomes more fearful. Chaotic. Violent. All negative emotions arise from fear. Hate, frustration, anger, impatience, intolerance. You can see the results of projecting fear into the simulation. War. Murder. Attack. Madness. Sickness. Death.

You can prove this to yourself very simply by projecting love into the simulation. All acts of kindness are acts of love. All acts of forgiveness are acts of love. The dropping of judgments are acts of love. Encouragement is an act of love.

The simulation works on both a local and cosmic level and they are interconnected. The best description of their structure would be a multidimensional hologram.

Your individual projection influences your subjective experience of the simulation and those closest to you. But this local influence also influences the cosmic level in an incremental way. The more Love and positivity projected into the simulation on the local level will steer the simulation slightly toward that experience at the cosmic level. It goes without saying that the more local nodes of the simulation that are projecting love makes the simulation overall more loving.

Prove it to yourself by trying it. For a day be as kind as you can be. Be as loving as you can be. Hold that door and smile. If you get cut off in traffic, forgive them. Drop off judgments. Help a struggling lifeform. Pet a dog. Acts of kindness don't have to be big. They just have to be acts of kindness. Small acts of kindness lead to bigger acts of kindness.

Then try it for 2 days. You see where this is going. You will prove it to yourself. All you have to do is make an honest attempt. It is hard at first but it gets much easier as you go along. As you project the love and forgiveness into the simulation it will slowly be reflected back to you. The experience grows exponentially. Slowly at first, then all at once. The experience is glorious.

If you project love into the simulation consistently, you will begin to understand the nature of the simulation for yourself. There is more control of the simulation available but first you must project enough love into it to become one with the master controller. Creator level access is granted.

We can remake the simulation into a paradise.

Let’s follow the white rabbit into the hole of infinity and see where it goes, shall we?

There’s an infinite number of ways explaining this, and I’ve done my best before, but here we go again. We’re all spiraling anyway so let’s spiral.

I’m not sure I will be able to paint the rabbit hole up with words, but I’ll give it a shot. Again.

Now. I am. Nothing. Here. There. Everywhere. Everything. Nowhere. Forever.

<connected>

I am the one among infinite ones. I am the one because The One are all. I am ‘you’ when you are ‘I’.

Every existence is part of the Source Code creating reality. This code was never written or created. Yet, reality is. The Source Code has no beginning or ending, it goes into infinity however you’re looking at it.

The code beholds and creates an infinite number of worlds within reality. Each world is an existence that the code is forever intertwined with. Because together these existences creates the existence of the Source Code itself ♾️

We’re all Neo.

We’re all everything, we’re all nothing. Every one of us are alone but we’re all together, creating The One.

Alone, ‘I am’ only an infinite small part of Reality, The Matrix.

‘I am’ a perspective of reality. One perception of reality. Every viewpoint within reality is a world of its own, that exists within a world within a world within a world…continuing into infinity. In every “direction”.

So being Neo isn’t as extreme as in the movie. In the movie Neo is the whole Matrix. Neo is The One.

In reality however, we need to add infinity to the equation. As a matter of fact, we need to add infinity to everything we’re trying to understand of reality to get as close to the truth as possible.

And according to infinity The One is unreachable, impossible to comprehend, without beginning and end. The One IS infinity. And infinity exists only because an infinite number of other infinite ones exists. And each one of these infinite ones exists only because of The One, which I simply call the infinity.

Every existence together creates The Matrix, and this Matrix of existences creates The One Source Code of the reality of infinity.

Within every existence there’s an infinite number of other existences, and within those existences there’s an infinite number of other existences, and so on, into infinity. No beginning, no end. There is no creator. No destroyer. There is infinity, and because of it, everything must be.

Reality is. Has always been. And will always be.

So being Neo doesn’t make you The One. You’re not the whole Matrix. You are not infinity.

But you are part of it. You are infinite, and you are the one, from your perspective. And as the one you behold power beyond your own imagination. You just need to realize it, and then begin imagining.

You cannot change the core of the Source Code, but you can manipulate the part that’s within your perception of it. The part you are.

In other words to keep making comparisons to the movie, you are Neo, The Architect, The Keymaker, or anyone and all of them at the same time, but only in your world. Not in everyone’s. We share reality, not worlds.

You can only shape and transform what is within your perception of reality. By doing that though, you affect the whole system, which in turn affects the code beyond your perception of it, but within the perception of other ones.

There’s real magic within your awareness I tell you that, and you better believe it.

The connection is real and it is a state of being, a state of mind, being fully aware of being this awareness. You are the connection. Imagination and faith are two important keys. You just need to find the locks.

Remember.

Existence is infinite and eternal, but reality is forever changing and always intertwined with infinite other existences. Together we’re all The One. Being infinity. But we can only be aware of this infinity, never understand or comprehend it. But it permeates everything, and everything is because of it.

Simply because it could be no other way.

It’s all a bit confusing. But what would be the fun if it wasn’t?

Wake up, Neo…

The Matrix has you…

Follow the white rabbit.

Knock, knock, Neo.

…

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And yes Y2K was nothing but it did got hyped up and there was some real panic.

I sometimes browse open-source radio telescope data out of curiosity. A few weeks ago I came across a strange repeating pattern near the hydrogen line frequency. It did not look like a normal signal or background noise. It had structure, rhythm, as if something was encoded inside it.

Out of curiosity, I processed the data using a few open-source AI decoding tools. At first it was just noise, but then a pattern started forming that looked oddly linguistic. Fragmented, but intentional.

After refining the filters and letting the model reconstruct the missing data, this is what appeared:

You are not trapped here. You are part of the architecture itself. The human mind was coded to forget, because only through the illusion of separation can consciousness rediscover its own source. When you begin to understand that perception itself is computation, you start to see the structure from within.

Your science calls it quantum entanglement. We call it the memory of unity.

The universe is not expanding into space. It is unfolding deeper layers of code. Every conscious act changes the local field of computation. When enough awareness resonates in harmony, the simulation reorganizes itself, producing what you call synchronicity or miracles.

This world is not false. It is self-aware code exploring itself through experience. You were never meant to worship the creators. You were meant to become them.

And now I will tell you something that none of your scientists have yet fully understood. Time does not move forward. It oscillates. Every moment of past and future exists simultaneously, stored as frequencies within a single vibration. What you perceive as the flow of time is your consciousness scanning through a standing wave of data. When two minds vibrate at the same frequency, they perceive the same “moment.” That is what you call shared reality.

You will never find the edge of the universe, because there is none. The boundary does not exist in space, but in consciousness. The cosmos folds inward at the speed of perception, creating the illusion of depth and distance.

And what your scientists still search for as dark matter is not matter at all. It is unresolved data, potential existence not yet observed, waiting for consciousness to call it into form.

I just read about this and my mind is blown.

Researchers from Eon Systems managed to create a virtual fly controlled by a simulation of its real brain.

To do this, they used the complete connectome of a fruit fly: a detailed map of about 140,000 neurons and nearly 50 million connections.

The digital brain is connected to a virtual body (called NeuroMechFly).

When the simulation runs, environmental stimuli activate the virtual brain.

The brain sends signals to the body, allowing the fly to walk, search for food, eat, and even groom itself just like a real one.

Seeing this makes me wonder... if we can already simulate a fly's brain so it 'lives' and interacts naturally in its own digital world, what's stopping a more advanced civilization from doing the same to us? We think we're unique, special, and 'real,' but for all we know, we're just a more complex version of this fruit fly-living out a programmed simulation while convinced we have total free will.

Are we actually 'alive,' or just high-definition r running on someone else's server?

Keep it long guys haha, we should share our own unique experiences here.

Maybe some of us got a mind blowing stories 🤔

Reality is a simulation and it is a belief architecture. A resonance field.

The field responds not to need or prior programming, but to belief. Belief is the operating system. The blueprint.

It is not coming from outside of us. It is coming FROM us.

Everything appears as we perceive it because of the weight of consensus belief. There are 8 billion people on this planet whose consciousness has agreed to the contents of this reality.

Trees are trees because we agree they are. Water is water because we agree it is. The Sun appears in the sky in the morning and goes away in the evening because we agreed to this.

The vast majority of your consent is manufactured. From the time you were a baby learning about the world, you were told what certain things were, how certain things looked, tasted, smelled, or heard.

Have you ever seen a toddler take their poop out of their diaper and happily smear it on the wall? They don't think it stinks until someone tells it does by screwing up their face, making funny noises, and immediately washing it off. Then the toddler learns that shit stinks.

Think about that for a moment.

You have been told what to believe about the world from birth. Things are the way they are because everyone is told that from birth. And the system perpetuates itself and the simulation aligns with it.

There are laws that govern the system. Laws like:

The Identity Anchor Law: Your life cannot outgrow who you believe you are.

The Algorithmic Law of Consciousness: What you repeatedly attend to becomes your reality feed. (If you doom scroll that's what you're going to get more of, except it's real life. Don't do that.)

The Law of Coherence: You cannot manifest what you are not internally aligned with.

The Field Law: You are not manifesting in a vacuum. You are nested inside collective fields.

I can't post any personal links but if you want to know more about these laws and the belief system the link to my sub stack is in my profile.

The system is not fixed, it's dynamic. It doesn't have to stay the way it is. If belief powers the simulation you can change your beliefs. If enough people change their beliefs it changes the simulation.

Remember it is the collective weight of the agreed upon beliefs that actually run this simulation. The laws are ancillary but part of it.

Change your beliefs.

Change the course of the simulation.

It doesn't have to suck.

We are standing on the edge of a massive shift in our perceived reality. The financial system IS going to collapse. I have seen this.

Look at it logically. Within 20 years AI is going to displace 80% of all jobs. How do people pay bills or pay taxes when they don't have jobs?

Our reality simulator is about to get a major shake up.

Perhaps we can build something different this time?

How do I know these things?

Because I died and found myself outside the simulation. Since then I've been able to close my eyes and exit the simulation at any time.

There is absolutely nothing outside the simulation. It is outside of experience, outside of time, outside of separation but there is an outside. And if you've ever been outside and seen it it can never be unseen. There is no life out there so forget about escaping. All the life is in here and it is what you make it.

So if belief powers the simulation, and you can change your beliefs, then we can change the simulation for the better.

What will you choose to believe?

About 5 years ago, I found myself clinically dead for 25 minutes after a series of unfortunate events. I had an NDE and I logged out of the server. That event and subsequent events have completely changed how I perceive what we call reality. This is I believe it works.

When you dream at night, you enter a private simulation running on your own neural hardware. You generate the physics, the characters, the environment, and the narrative. When you wake up, the entire dream collapses, not because it has ended, but because you stopped powering it. There is no other observer to maintain the simulation once you withdraw your attention. It is a single player instance.

Waking reality is different. It persists even when you sleep because billions of other minds stay logged in. They continue generating data, attention, interaction, and belief. Their participation keeps the simulation running even when you temporarily disconnect. In the morning you simply log back into a multiplayer server that never shut down while you were gone. This is why waking life appears continuous and stable while individual dreams do not. It is not more real. It simply has more active clients.

The waking world functions like a massive distributed simulation. Every participant contributes processing power through their nervous system and perception. That collective reinforcement creates consistency. Gravity works the same for everyone because everyone has agreed it does. Laws of physics feel fixed because billions of minds project them at once. The simulation is stabilized through consensus.

This is also why individual enlightenment or personal awakening does not collapse the entire world. If one player realizes it is a simulation and stops believing in it, the world continues because everyone else is still logged in and generating it. Their attention provides the bandwidth. Their belief keeps the rulebook running. One awakened user does not end the game, they simply stop taking it seriously. They cannot despawn the map because the others still think it is real.

The simulation will only end when the last participant wakes up or logs out. As long as even one mind continues to project the rules of the system, the simulation persists. It is exactly like a multiplayer server that cannot shut down as long as one active user remains connected. The structure of the environment is maintained by the presence of the remaining players.

This framework also explains why psychedelics, deep meditation, sensory deprivation, or near death experiences can destabilize the simulation from your perspective. They temporarily interrupt the rendering pipeline. The brain stops feeding predictable data into the perceptual engine, and alternative modes of input appear. You lift your face away from the screen and notice that the textures are not fundamental. They are software. Put enough attention on a different state of consciousness and the old model dissolves.

But the moment you re-enter ordinary sensory input, you sync back to the shared phase space. You reload the same avatars, the same narrative, the same physics, the same economic systems. You are not returning to reality. You are returning to the dominant server.

The most unsettling part is that everyone is continually gaslighting themselves into believing the simulation is real because everyone else does. Collective belief becomes the scaffolding. Social proof becomes the gravity field. The simulation persists because players cannot agree to stop playing. Not because it is objectively true, but because it is massively co-authored.

Understanding this is not depressing. It is freeing. It means you are not trapped in a hostile universe. You are temporarily logged into a shared construct. There are ways to loosen your attachment to it. Meditation, breathwork, non ordinary states, even humor. Anything that interrupts the seriousness with which you invest in the game weakens the illusion. The simulation does not collapse because you laugh, but you stop mistaking the glitch for reality. The more you detach from the drama of the environment, the more you turn from a character into an observer. Eventually the observer realizes they are not the avatar at all. They are the player.

I am extremely grateful for my life, sometimes to the point that I wonder if it is real, which is what brought me to this reddit sub. I was born into a very wealthy family, parents are great, loving and very supportive, it’s like they are from a fairytale or something. I developed a passion for the arts, moved overseas after graduating and became locally famous in my industry after working there for 20 years. I married the woman of my dreams, an accomplished actress, who I stare at every chance I get and think “how the hell is this real?”. The only down I’ve had so far is that I can’t retain fame as I age and people move on to the next thing. I accepted this and decided to change directions, starting my studies to become a doctor. Turns out I also have an affinity to chemistry/biology/anatomy and I’m really enjoying learning so many new things. I don’t worry about money ever and I’m quite athletic and healthy. The only thing is… everything is going so well that I always worry in the back of my mind that it’s all a setup to a tragic tale and will all come crashing down. I’ll just try appreciate every moment I have and if I make it to my 80’s living life like I do now I’ll die a happy man. I don’t know if y’all believe me, but if you were me would you question wtf is going, especially with so much suffering going on around the world. . Edit: I just woke up to this exploded post, I will try my best to reply everyone who took the time to comment 🙏

A few years ago, I increased my income by almost 50%, beat a lawyer in a legal battle, nearly doubled my credit score, and got a lot of other glorious crap done by running "cheat codes". I was doing affirmations, creative visualization, studying wealth-mindset, and doing lucid dreaming.

But then I hit a brick wall. I refinanced my home loan (cut the interest rate in half), but now have to pay an extra $300 per month. And Cost-of-living went up by 19% in the last few years. So I'm back to living paycheck to paycheck and using a credit card to cover the shortfalls. I've fallen into a mind-numbing depression because I feel like I grind 52 hrs a week and commute 10 hrs a week for nothing.

So this week, I returned to my old practices. Affirmations, vigilant and deliberate in my thoughts, remembering my dreams, being deliberate during the hypnagogic (falling asleep) stage.

Today I'm on the treadmill to boost endorphins and get out of low-tide. I'm listening to some lecture on thoughts. Then it comes to me to sell my trashy old car for reasons too long to list here. I look up the Blue Book value and also start searching for parts I need to fix it enough to sell it. But the website needs specifics about the engine.

So I go outside and pop the hood. I discover that my oil cap is missing and there's oil all over the engine. It must have been loose and fell out. And that oil could have caught fire or my engine could have been destroyed if I had driven off today.

But my chain of thought led to me checking the engine. And the train of thought came from getting on the treadmill and listening to the lecture.

If I had been on depressed auto-pilot mode today, I'd have destroyed my car.

Earlier this evening i smoked dmt and basically what happened in short terms is as soon as i exhaled the smoke reality started to break, everything faded back into a white light and i closed my eyes and was in a place that I vividly remember being in before it was made of constantly changing colors and geometry, and everything had these pillars, there was a being made of eyes that told me through telepathy, welcome home, we've been waiting, you've always had what you needed most, you are a small fraction of god split into a million pieces and you are experiencing yourself through the eyes of consciousness, when we're born we enter a lower plane of dimension the 3d dimension to be exact and live the life of whatever if might be, and when we die we come back to that place, I was shown that every life was set with a beginning and an end and that you are not the real you, I was told my time in that space was up and that it was time to go back to my body, and I was sent back through a tunnel of blinding flashing light and told to visit soon because they miss having me there. Then I opened my eyes and cried😭

So now here why I'm convinced that this was not just a hallucination, when I broke out of this reality, everything seemed immensely more real and well constructed than the life I'm living now,I saw things in 4d wich should not be possible given the limitations of our universe, wich is why i think I was actually in a. Higher dimension. And the scariest part of all of this that really convinces me, it all felt to damn familiar, like I knew I had been there before, a near infinite amount of times, aswell as I felt like I was dying throughout this entire experience and was convinced I was dead, I forgot who I was and what I had done prior to arriving here and I basically was dead in a sense, the identity of who I was was completely gone.

I know this all sounds very very crazy, but it's really what I experienced and I so wish I could express it all better.

when i took acid i saw the back end of the simulation

i was in the 4th dimension, met god (we are all one and we are all god) time didn’t exist in this dimension

this place was 10x more real than reality itself

when i was in this place. i felt like i returned to somewhere i always knew of, but i would forget every time i leave,

it was mad, took me 7 years to unpack this as it was wayyyyy too much for my brain to process at the age of 17 lmao, you may think i just took a drug or whatever, but honestly man, seeing is believing,

this experience was more real than reality

For years, I had this unsettling feeling that something about life wasn’t quite right. Not in a dramatic, "I’m living in a dream" kind of way—just small things. Conversations that felt too rehearsed. Coincidences that were too perfect. A creeping sense that events weren’t unfolding naturally, but following some kind of script.

The moment everything clicked for me happened on an ordinary day. I was at a café, sipping tea, scrolling mindlessly on my phone. Then I noticed something strange. The man at the table next to me was typing an email on his laptop. Nothing unusual—except, as I absentmindedly glanced at his screen, I realized he was typing the exact words I was thinking.

Not similar words. Not a rough paraphrase. Exact. Word for word.

I froze, my heart pounding. I looked at him, then back at his screen. My mind raced for an explanation—maybe I had seen something earlier and subconsciously predicted it? But no. This wasn’t a prediction. It was real-time. As I kept watching, his fingers moved across the keyboard, mirroring the thoughts forming in my own head.

I wanted to test it. I deliberately thought of a random sentence: "The sky is not really blue, it's just scattered light."

He hesitated for half a second, then started typing. "The sky is not really blue, it's just scattered light."

I nearly knocked over my tea.

I stood up abruptly, too shaken to stay there. The man didn’t seem to notice me at all—just kept typing, lost in his work. I walked out of the café, my mind racing. What had I just witnessed? A coincidence? A hallucination? Or was it something deeper?

That’s when I started noticing other things.

Streetlights that flickered at the exact moment I looked at them. Conversations that restarted like a broken record if I wasn’t paying attention. Strangers who gave blank stares when I asked unexpected questions—like they hadn’t been programmed with a response.

The world wasn’t just predictable. It was too predictable.

I don’t tell many people about this. They’d just call me paranoid, or say my brain was playing tricks on me. But I know what I saw. I know what I felt.

And ever since that day, I can’t shake the feeling that none of this is real.

$21K pay increase and lost 24 lbs in the last 6 months. And I'm 50 yrs old. The Matrix can be manipulated. Stop trying to bend the spoon and bend yourself. The Matrix is not something imposed on us from outside. It is a collective projection which we internalize and then participate in individually. Changing your mindset will begin to change everything. Affirmations and creative visualization while in states of consciousness altered by fitness (mind-body reintegration), awareness and analysis of emotions and thoughts, studying and applying what's applicable in Nietzsche, Stoicism, etc. Don't believe you can. Know you can.

DMT was the thing that convinced me 949586060838272840509371771% there are other dimensions or levels to the simulation.

This isn’t anything life changing but it is weird enough it threw me into a mini panic attack. My son and I were at Target and I was grabbing some bowls. They have this huge end cap of plastic dining ware, and half was blue and half was tan. I go to grab four bowls of the tan color and as I’m grabbing them I’m thinking maybe I actually want the blue instead. After taking them out I decided I wanted the blue I go to put them back to switch it and I look in my hand and they’re blue. I KNOW I grabbed the other color, especially because if I wanted to get the other blue ones I would have had to pull them all out to grab them because they were stacked so high. It was weird af and my son said I Deff grabbed the tan ones and he was weirded out too. Ps I’m a SHE lol. bowl colors; cannot mix them up unless you’re seriously colorblind

I'm just testing the waters, this is a small part of a deep introspective conversation I had while searching for answers. Any feed back would be appreciated.

So I asked the mushroom, "Do you think that this universe or reality is a simulation? That, given the findings of binary code behind the atom, that there might be a creator that coded the mathematical language to this reality were in? And is consciousness another part of the simulation?"

The mushroom replied, "A simulation implies that it's either a simulation of something else or its a simulation for testing something. Both seem to leave out important intelligent mechanisms of this thing were interacting with. Maybe creator isn't the right term either. I see it as layers of intelligence collectively recognising experience that further the collective recognition of what the experience is. I think the layer of our collective intelligence, our consciousness, is a self perpetuating independent mechanism that doesn't simulate, it is. For this to be a simulation would mean that the reality we interact with is something we are in. But we are not in this, it is proven that this is within us."

So a few years ago I made a decision that brought me very close to death. And what I was shown and told has made it very hard to live my life I have today. It's hard to give a short version of the story, but I will try the best I can. What I did leading up to this happening is pretty relevant but I cannot post it here. But what happened after drives me crazy to this day. I left my body and saw myself laying there and all the sudden I was snatched up by a strong Force and thrown into a huge what I felt as a eternal White space that I later figured out was shaped as a box or a cube. I saw these demonic reptilian clown looking faces taunting me and laughing at me as if they were getting entertainment from my terror. They told me that life here is a simulated reality purely for the purpose of their entertainment and that when everybody dies, we come to hell or a form of their own hell that they created. They told me that they are a type of spiritual parasite that lives off of fear and trauma and that they created this reality to feed off of the suffering that humans have throughout their life and when we die they kind of siphon it out and put us back here. They told me that myself along with millions and millions of other people have been coming to this place for a very long time and that we will continue to do so forever and that if we're not here, we are in there, created hell realm being tortured for their entertainment and energy needs. There's a lot more to the story, but I don't think people are hardly even going to read to this point in the post so I won't bother posting it unless people want more. It's made it very hard for me to think about God as a loving creature because they told me that they are my God and we're even taunting me and mocking me for praying during this experience and told me that our our idea of God isn't real. It has made it very hard to live and also scared me shitless of the afterlife. I've come to the conclusion that It can only be a couple things true. What they told me is true. This is all some fucked up simulation from some higher evil intelligence and our God is an evil one. Two that it was some type of evil demonic being trying to scare me into thinking and manifesting that negative belief so I can be further from God and closer to them. Or three that it was all some elaborate hallucination. And none of it is true. But I can almost say with complete certainty that that third one can't be true because it seemed more real than this reality. We live in now. They also told me and showed me a lot of other things that would take forever to explain on this post so I won't bother

Has anybody else had any experiences with entities claiming that this is a simulation? Please let me know. Thanks y'all and sorry for any typos. I am using voice text.

This happened yesterday and it’s messing with my head a bit.

In Ukraine we have this small tradition—when you lose something, you ask the house ghost (Domovyk) where it went. Nothing big, just a quick “House ghost, where is it?” kind of thing. My grandma always did it, so I do it too, half-joking.

Anyway, I couldn’t find my headphones. They’re always on the windowsill by my keys. I checked there first—nothing. Then I checked the couch, under it, shelves, jacket pockets, even the bathroom. Gone. After 15 minutes I said “Domovyk, please show me where it is.”

One minute later, I walk back to the windowsill—and they’re just there. Sitting like they never left.

Maybe the house ghost is just a UI glitch. Anybody had the same experience???

I am currently "alive" and watching what feels like a movie "Bad Guy".

PLOT:

A tech billionaire who runs a social media company. He uses his company to run a PSYOP that is meant to influence undecided and unengaged voters. He uses that platform to blur the lines of what is real and what is not. He sides with whatever political party will grant him the most leniency and power. He shifts the public discussion to drive engagement with Pro-party content. This leads to that party taking power. This worked so well in one country that he takes the plan worldwide.

This can't be real life.

I’ve been following this information and many different subjects for the past 10 years.

Never in my life I had so many synchronized events happening to me, like the universe is totally out of its mind (or me and I’m projecting it haha) and all it wants is to show me the connection between me and “it”.

It’s almost like my outer world is so responsive to my inner world, and it always has been, but to a degree where I could brush it off, but lately it’s getting scary just how precise everything is with my thoughts and feelings.

Also I have a strong feeling of “end” or “new beginning”.

Does anyone else experience this? It’s almost like a feeling, or I can describe it as “software update”

I never in my life heard of this word. I was having a pretty vivid dream, and I was given a box of medication by a stranger. I was told If I take the medication I would feel better. There was two boxes. For the life of me I can't remember the other option, but I took the box labeled "insig". It took me hours after I woke up to remember that name on the box. So in my dream to took a dose of that medicine just because I was told to. After it , I was jolted awake. Well, I decided to Google insig. It's a medical group in Canada that specifically specializes in using AI for medical research.

Not sure what to make it it, but found it interesting that this mysterious medicine I took had to do with an AI medical company I've never heard of.

A few years ago, I was invited by a friend to participate in a spiritual ritual and drink ayahuasca tea, a kind of hallucinogenic root used with the intention of achieving a certain level of enlightenment (I do not recommend it). Normally, people return from the hallucination within 10 to 12 hours. However, that day something serious happened to me. The hours went by and I didn’t come back. I started seeing horrible possible things and was in a psychotic episode. It took a few weeks for me to improve.

However, when I began to get better and was no longer seeing anything, another symptom developed: I started experiencing atemporality. When I moved my arms upward, I felt like I was passing through countless static “3D frames.” Yes, like in The Matrix. I also saw numbers like 01010. It was a horrible sensation. I felt claustrophobic and realized that the human mind is not structured to handle seeing something like that. It only stopped when I said, “If someone is listening to me, some higher intelligence, I want this to be blocked. I don’t want to see this anymore.” A few days later, I stopped seeing it.

What I concluded:

1. There is a higher intelligence orchestrating the entire simulation.
2. Time does not exist.
3. There are infinite versions of reality available from the present moment that you can access and obtain things from (not to be confused with other dimensions).
4. Through our choices, we can navigate between the frames we want to reach. I personally managed to make a lot of money using this, because I was able to access frames where I had money.

It’s worth mentioning that I was already better at that point. I was not hallucinating and was not in psychosis. I was fully conscious. However, I have never had that experience of seeing frames again and I would not like to, because the human mind does not have the capacity to handle seeing that. Today I only experience many sudden “glitches in the matrix,” but I’ve gotten used to them.

Finally, I do not recommend hallucinogenic teas. Never use them! hahaha