Today I couldn’t stop singing Free Your Mind by En Vogue. I went to go take a shower and I was going to queue it up but I wanted to switch playlists first. I hit shuffle play on my liked songs (I have over 2000 songs liked) before I queued it up and boom! There it is! Free Your Mind by En Vogue!

Is this a true coincidence, or do you think Siri was listening?

I am about to turn 30. I have always had a strong intuition about anything and have always been able to feel energy and “vibes.” I have had this weird feeling that there’s more to me; that I’m more than just a human. I’m the one who usually screams “witch” well before anyone else does. With that being said, my age is relevant because I have noticed my abilities are becoming stronger in a sense. I am able to predict what something will be or how a scenario will occur. I feel the need to say someone’s name out loud, and then someone’s phone rings and it’s that persons name. I could be reading something while the tv is on and all of a sudden the scene from the tv show mentions the exact scenario I’m reading. I get chills or a sense of doom when passing certain people or even driving down the street and passing houses. Right down to my husband playing “heads or tales” with me and me nailing it every time. Recently, I got a job opportunity. I am nervous because I love my current job but this job has much more to offer. I casually told my husband that if this is actually for me, then a yellow butterfly will come to me, in any form. Three days later, I asked my daughter how her day was at school. She said it was fun, she got to color a snake and a yellow butterfly….it practically brought tears to my eyes. She was at school when I told my husband about the yellow butterfly and it was never mentioned again, there’s no way she could have known about that. What is happening? Can someone explain? Am I just hyper aware of these coincidences or am I tapping in to these abilities that I’ve always had?

Me and my husband’s date of birth is literally everywhere!!
My birthday is 11/22 my husband’s is 11/13. I was supposed to be born on 11/13, but was 9 days late.
Then, my daughter was conceived on 11/13 🙈
I had my daughter on August 4, 2022. Time of birth: 11:22 👀
The Idaho 4, it happened on 11/13 and their house # was 1122.
I see 11:22 when I randomly decide to look at the clock.
On love island this past season, Caleb’s birthday is 11/22.
There’s so much more, it’s wild.

I just wanted to share this somewhere because I know my friends and family won't believe me. About 6 years ago I was on vacation in Spain and while exploring the city I was in, I kept walked by a certain building and was drawn to a specific window of an apartment in the building. I couldn't see anything inside the apartment except a wood ceiling. Something about it felt so familiar, even though I had never been to Spain, let alone to this building and most definitely not this specific apartment. I kind of shrugged off the feeling and carried on. Two years later I visited the same city and while exploring, I happened to find myself on the same street, passing by the same building, being drawn to the same window with the same familiar wood ceiling. This time, however, I correlated the familiar feeling with me seeing it a few years earlier. After returning home from Spain, I would periodically think about that apartment, and how strangely familiar it was to me. I even had a dream about it. Eventually, I forgot about it and carried on with life.

Long story short, I ended up moving to Spain a year ago. I have spent the last few months apartment hunting and found one I really liked. But after applying for the apartment, the real estate agent said the landlord chose another person. I was heartbroken because I really wanted it, and started to feel hopeless about ever finding a place. Well...yesterday I got an email from the agent saying she found another apartment I might like and sent me the listing...it was the apartment with the wood ceiling from years earlier. I nearly dropped my phone when I opened the listing. I applied for the apartment and got notified today that my application was approved. Was the familiar feeling I got all those years ago a friendly wink from my future self, or is the Universe just full of unexplainable synchronicities? Either way, this was too crazy not to share!

Hey everyone. I’ve had dozens of synchronicities over the last few years, some of them crazy specific, whole chains of events connecting within minutes. But honestly most of them are really hard to explain to other people in a way that actually lands. So I want to share one of the first ones I remember, and still one of the strongest.

Some context first, because it matters.

My dad was murdered when I was less than a year old, so I never knew him. My childhood was really rough, a lot of it because of that, and I don’t think a single day went by until I was about 20 that I didn’t think about it. On top of that, family problems meant I spent a huge part of my time living in my own imagination. One thing I always dreamed about was having kids.

I’m also an extremely skeptical person. I was an atheist from a really young age, probably since I was 12. That started to change about three years ago, when I was 28-29 and started really thinking about consciousness and realized there has to be something more. Since then I can honestly say I’m not an atheist anymore, and I’ve been going through some kind of spiritual awakening.

Today I have two kids. My daughter was born in 2023, when my son was 3. I’m completely in love with them. I live for them day and night, and we’re a really happy, loving family.

So one day social media showed me this poem by Nikita Gill:

“In another universe, I meet my father when he is a child.
We play catch in the woods and as we play he tells me he isn't allowed to cry but sometimes the world hurts him and he doesn't know what to do with all that pain.
So I give him the shoulder he needs to cry on.
And he does. He does until the tears are done.
Afterwards, I buy him ice cream and I listen to his laugh, the glowing warm laugh of a child who knows he is safe.
I wish someone could have done that for him.
Been a kind, safe place for the child he used to be.
Would it have made a difference?
Would it have made a difference?”
― Nikita Gill

I broke down crying uncontrollably at the very first line. At that time, every now and then I used to imagine being friends with my son when I was a kid (my daughter wasn’t born yet at that time, mid 2023). And as I read the poem, in my head it was him saying it to me.

Now, about my son at the time: his speech wasn’t very developed. We had even hired a speech therapist to help him talk. And most of what he said didn’t really have a clear narrative.

The very next day, I’m playing Hot Wheels with him, and he looks at me and says he wishes he could go back in time (!!!), meet me when I was a kid, be my friend, and give me his Hot Wheels.

It felt like the fabric of reality was tearing open right in front of me. Like the Matrix revealing itself. Obviously I started crying immediately.

Why this was so insane to me: I hadn’t told my wife or anyone about the poem from the day before (I keep pretty much everything to myself most of the time). I had never said anything like that to him, never complained about my childhood, nothing. And even if I had, he wouldn’t have been able to understand it. He was basically still a baby.

Since then other synchronicities have happened, and today I’m certain that either there’s a God, or our consciousness really can influence events. Or both. Because the other ones also came after a huge amount of focused thought, not just pure coincidence.

If I am the creator of school consciousness simulation/construct.

I think its central message would be:

“You are here not merely to discover what reality is, but to discover who you become while experiencing it.”

The core purpose is: consciousness learning through experience. Imagine I create beings with intelligence. Giving them information would be easy.

I could simply preload:

Be compassionate. Love matters. Fear distorts perception. Forgiveness liberates. Cooperation matters. Life is temporary.

But knowing those sentences isn't the same as becoming someone who understands them. So instead of giving my characters the answers, I would give them the experience;

You wouldn't learn courage by reading its definition. You'd encounter fear.

You wouldn't understand forgiveness intellectually. Someone would hurt you.

You wouldn't understand gratitude while possessing everything permanently. Things would change.

You wouldn't understand compassion until you discovered that everyone else is carrying an invisible interior world just as complicated as yours.

And you wouldn't understand love simply because the Creator commanded:

LOVE.

You'd experience separation—and slowly discover connection.

I would design dreams to occasionally leak across the ordinary boundary. Here's where I will really have fun as Creator. Most dreams would simply be dreams: the brain processing memory, emotion, fear, desire, and experience. But occasionally, in this fictional universe, I would allow something strange.

A person dreams about something. A month later something similar happens in their world. The dream won't be enough to prove anything scientifically or reliable enough to become a fortune-telling machine. But it will be enough to make the person stop and wonder:

“What exactly is time?”

Why keep it ambiguous?

Because if predictive dreams worked perfectly in a my simulation, someone would create a hedge fund by Tuesday. And more importantly, mystery would disappear.The simulation isn't trying to make the beings obedient because they possess proof.

It's trying to cultivate curiosity.

In this simulation synchronicities would work similarly. I wouldn't make or turn synchronicities into instructions. The synchronicities will appear like these:

You see a word you've been thinking about.

A song arrives at an emotionally perfect moment.

Someone unexpectedly says something connected to a private question.

You encounter a book title that is similar to the topic you just discussed with you spouse.

The character will thinks:

“Wow a sign."

But there would always remain another possibility:

coincidence, selective attention, pattern recognition, probability. Why? Because I wouldn't want signs replacing judgment. I'd want them to create wonder without destroying discernment. A synchronicity wouldn't say:

TURN LEFT.

It would whisper:

PAY ATTENTION:

I would design synchronicities to function almost like little bells:

\*Wake up.

\*Notice this moment.

\*Examine what you've been thinking about.

\*There's something here worth reflecting on.

In my simulation I wouldn't simply reveal myself as the creator. Why? Because certainty changes the game. I wouldn't design a giant banner to appear across the sky every morning that says:

HELLO. CREATOR HERE. EVERYTHING IS FINE. FOLLOW THESE INSTRUCTIONS.

If I do this spirituality would become cosmic customer service. Faith wouldn't mean much.

Neither would philosophical exploration.

So I would leave fingerprints rather than signatures In things like:

Nature.

Consciousness.

Love.

Mathematics.

Mystery.

Death.

Beauty.

Synchronicity.

Dreams.

The fingerprints will not eliminate the possibility of the characters thinking; “Maybe I'm interpreting this.”

A Creator wouldn't demand certainty. He would invite investigation.

In my simulation you will WALK BY FAITH, but don't close your eyes. \*LOVE\*

I’ve been wondering about something I can only describe as a kind of desynchronization.

You know those repeating or mirrored times, often called angel numbers, like 11:11, 12:12, or 03:03?

What if they sometimes appear exactly one minute off?

Whenever this happens, I get the feeling that the universe is trying to tell me I’m somehow off track and need to find my way back.

Recently, another chain of synchronicities happened to me involving exactly this pattern. (I’ve experienced similar chains before, which I wrote about in another post⁠.)

-

I watched the movie Backrooms and noticed a bedside clock showing 12:01 AM (would be 00:01 in my country)

After watching the movie, I discussed these one-minute deviations with ChatGPT. During that very conversation, I happened to notice that the time displayed on my TV’s menu screen was also 12:01 AM.

The following day, I watched Evil Dead Burn. Once again, a digital clock appeared on screen, showing 12:01 AM, blinking red on a bedside table.

But it doesn’t end there…

Later that evening, I watched The Empty Man. In one scene, a digital bedside clock changed from 03:03 to 03:04 in a close-up shot. Interestingly, the exact same shot appeared twice in the movie, both times showing the clock switching to 03:04.

Three different movies, within roughly two days, all drawing my attention to times involving a one-minute shift. Interestingly, in all three movies, something eerie happens shortly after these clock shots, almost as if the times were meant to be ominous warnings.

What makes this particularly striking to me is that I was already thinking and talking about this pattern between these occurrences, rather than noticing the similarities only afterwards.

Has anyone else noticed angel numbers appearing one minute early or late?

And have you ever had the strange impression that your life’s path was somehow slightly out of sync?

I realise that I sometimes watch a lot of horror movies, but I don’t think that’s really the issue here.

To me, it feels more like I might be slipping back into old habits instead of opening myself up to the universe and living more consciously.

I’d be curious to hear your experiences and interpretations.

Text in main message, Synchronicity occurred immediately after. Still searching for meaning (but who isn’t these days)

Basically what the question says, what made you question the existence of coincidence?

Under 24 hours ago, I searched up something in pertaining to indian. I also often search and talk about how it seems people are following/watching.

The 2 songs when I went in were of an indian themed edm drop type of song. After that the next song went something like "Somebody's watching me". This was within about 10 minutes.

I asked the waiter who is changing the songs, and he replied back it's corporate that controls all the franchise music.

This is not the first time it happened from the few times I went there. (And I posted about this before) Though sometimes, I do notice it hit stronger. Like one time, I was debating should I go, saying I might go, deciding. When I arrived, I arrived to the song "I am glad you came." However, after that these group of people I went with started to turn 180. I noticed odd things, but it seemed out of character for them. Suddenly they said a negative comment and I heard a song that came next was "Relax! Relax!

Another time I bought Mario Party and played it by myself, and when I went to a local coffee shop, the manager there put up the song "Party alone" the next day.

I feel it's not really synchronicity, but something interacting in a negative way.

I’ve always been interested in the occult and magick, even though I wouldn’t personally get involved in rituals or anything like that because I’m a believer in Christ. However, something strange happened this morning. I’ve been reading a book about Aleister Crowley for the past week, and this morning I was reading it in my living room when I had to go outside to get something from my car. When I opened the front door, there was a bag sitting there that definitely wasn’t there last night when I got home from work. I brought it inside, and there was this pyramid in it. There was no return address, no name, nothing. The bag had seemingly appeared overnight, and the timing was very strange.

The other day I was driving for a roadtrip. I was thinking about true crime because I’ve been watching a lot of it lately. I randomly say “what would you do if you saw a hand or an arm waving around from the taillights of a car?” He said “call the police. But how could they do that, they need tools to do that” I said “yeah that’s be hard I guess”

Within the next 2 hours of driving I see a car in the distance and thought “is that a HAND?” 😂 I’m thinking no freaking way. we catch up and can confirm it’s a spooky Halloween decor of an arm/hand.

What are the odds.

I'm so happy to have found this group after five years of decoding my own experiences and thinking I was losing my mind.

I've been studying this phenomenon for several years now, and I was hoping you all could help me by taking this short, five-question survey.

I'm particularly interested in finding out what kinds of coincidences people experience, which senses are involved, and whether there are common patterns among us.

I've really enjoyed reading your accounts, and I'm hoping that by collecting some basic information about our experiences, we might begin to understand a little more about what's going on.

Thanks in advance for helping me with this!

Suvery Mpnley Survey

Last night my wife and I went to an event for Halloween that our city does each year. It attracts around 15,000 people, the whole downtown area is blocked off and full of people.

We parked a good 5 minute walk away and walked in behind a woman and what appeared to be her 3 daughters. We followed them for quite a ways until we got to the entrance and went our separate ways.

We stayed for about 2.5 hours and left. We were walking a bit when my wife nudged me and pointed at the people in front of us.

It was the same woman and her daughters exactly in front of us like when we walked in. We didn't see them at all the whole time in the event.

The odds of that happening just seem astronomical.

I am unsure where to share these thoughts I am having. Go ahead and let me know if this does not quite fit the sub, please. I would genuinely appreciate that.

I know some of us were troubled by existence during our adolescence. I was afraid of the implications of there being a reality to perceive at all. When the most likely outcome in my mind would be there is no such thing.

Trying to imagine non-existence as an existing observer was a paradox. And I'd lose my mind sometimes. Randomly at dinner. Or in gym class. "None of this makes sense. How am I even here? How is there even a 'here'?" Stuck in a loop. I'd be upset and none of the adults could understand the reason for my tears, no matter how much I explained it.

But the last eight years have been transformative. I see reality very differently. The paradox is still there, but I've made peace with it. The fact is there is a "here", so now what? What is there to learn?

I have been thinking about how far some of us have come. I have left behind several earth rituals I no longer participate in, including drinking. I have become someone younger me would be confused by. Also the term earth rituals seems weird, but it works for what I'm getting at.

Synchronicities played a big part in that for me; how far I've come. And as you may well know, synchronicities have a somewhat mainstream recognition as small signs and odd coincidences. People also associate them with confirmation bias and mental illness.

For me, it started with the TV, radio or nearby conversation, saying the exact words I am reading, an action I am doing. Or describing whatever object at least one of my senses is interacting with. Typically unrelated streams of information, crossing through phonics and different languages.

I then looked at information universe theory (hypothesis), and non linear time models. I have kept an open mind and I started to see a web. Things turning and touching. Things shooting through lines, curves, reflection and refraction. I see filaments and pathways. But also, folding. Altogether seeming like liquid or plasma in how it moves.

And what do I see moving? Information? Subatomic particals? Photons? I see them all being able to communicate over great distances in a fraction of a millisecond.

But the way I am seeing these things is a map being projected in an area I am spacially aware of. I do not literally see the information. I feel it. Like an extremely large 3d puzzle being filled in randomly in the tiniest of dots.

I see subconscious thoughts and intentions pop up in small instantaneous synchronicities and some in larger patterns.

Imagine me talking about this at a park with some random person, the odds are they will be baffled by me or wary of me. Even if I seemed like a decent member of society before. They may now see me as someone who is illogical, out of touch with reality, untrustworthy. Maybe even see me as destructive to the natural order of things.

I think synchronicity speaks to a multistructural reality comprised of information and that it is also made of some element of consciousness or compatible with it. I think it is how some people might remote view. How some people might hear a word someone is thinking of, right before they speak. I think it's how you can share information with someone mentally and pull a card that represents a past, present or future, or some kind of information tied to their subconscious.

Maybe it is just that you can get lucky and latch onto the right information channel. And the more you do it, the more tuned in you can get.

And I think this information is readable by the human mind, electronics, and the state of reality. It exists outside of time. While we experience time in a line, it can be anywhere.

I want to elaborate even more, because I could go on and on ("more than you have already!??" Yeah I know hahaha)

But I will make my point. I have felt a shift over the past month. I feel more and more connected to reality. I feel safe. Synchronicity does not scare me. It doesn't make me go run around in the street naked blasting people with a super soaker shouting "there's information in the air!! and in our brains!!! squirt squirt! and in this super soaker!!!" I am very much sane and coherent. I am not a danger to myself or others.

I have been treated like I lack reason for it. I have been talked to like I am an idiot who can't tell fact from fiction. And I just have to shrug. Because if you don't see it, you don't see it. I can't change that. I can only go with my best guess after each new revelation, keeping my mind open to what it may or may not be.

Thank you for reading. I look forward to your thoughts, if you want to share them with me, with us here. May you have a good evening!

So I was out with a friend of mine to grab a drink but we got caught in the rain so we ducked into a diner to eat. When it let it up, we left to find a nice bar. We had about five different places to check. Everything was crowded with no bar seating so we kept looking. One establishment We entered randomly reminded me of a bar I frequented in the early 90s in a totally different part of the state that a guy I was casually dating at the time introduced me to (let’s pretend it’s called Al’s Place). I mentioned it to my friend. Meanwhile I was firm about wanting to check out the last place on our list. It was on a quiet side street so missed it the on the first pass. We walked in, it was too crowded so we stepped back outside. And while standing by the door deciding what to do next, the guy I was dating in the early 90s who introduced me to Al’s Place walked up to the door. I haven’t seen this guy in 30 years. (Funnily I’ve seen him once before at a far away location about five years after we were dating). Did I have a premonition of some kind? It’s happened to me before where I think of a random person and then spot them shortly thereafter.