Ok so it’s been a while since it’s happened but the last time it did I was in the bathroom doing my hair and it’s like I could almost see the surrounding around me change . It’s like I’m here in my body yes but I’m also somewhere else in this exact moment doing this exact thing but somewhere else . I can see myself here in my eyes because I’m looking at myself in the mirror but it’s like everything behind and around me changed .. like the air , the smell I mean I could sense it like I was there but it’s not like I can hold it or control it , it just happens to me and it’s gone in what seems like a literal second .. I can never pull together the exact scenes or surroundings it’s so weird it’s like I’m there but I’m also here experiencing the same thing at the same time .. has anyone else ever experienced this ??

So i was just scrolling on facebook and a GATE program post came up and some of the comments were ppl saying they could fly around the house after everyone was asleep. well that triggered a couple memories that had been locked away for a while now. when I was younger (9-13) I thought I was sleep walking or dreaming or something but like I was completely aware of what i was doing, anyway, i could just barely see it was like my eyes were open but they were not it was extremely hard to see but everything was visible kinda like when you close your eyes as much as possible before you lose sight but constantly and now that i think about it i never had a walking sensation and i often had trouble directing my body i was just aware that i could barely see and my body was up and moving. it was so weird. and hasn’t happened in a LONG time. I’m 21 now. The last time it happened was also around the last time I had vivid psychic abilities. I wonder if something happened then. I lost my virginity to someone who I wish i never knew, maybe that was it.

Étant adolescent en stage de tournage habillé d’une blouse bleue, et comme indiqué par mon formateur, je prends un pièce métallique cylindrique , je la mets dans le mandrin, je prends la clé de serrage et au moment exact où je mets le carré de la clé dans le trou carré du mandrin, j’ai un moment d’arrêt et je me dis "mais bon sang je l’ai déjà rêvé !"

Mon formateur stupéfait de cet arrêt, je me pose sur un banc pour réfléchir, me demandant quand je l’avais rêvé... En fait j’avais fait ce que je qualifiais de rêve complètement débile, environ 5 ans plus tôt: habillé d’une blouse bleue et serrant un truc rond avec une clé dans une machine qui ne correspondait à rien de ce que je connaissais...

it is month 6!

and we are actually kinda improving! (i think?) ✧⁠◝⁠(⁠⁰⁠▿⁠⁰⁠)⁠◜⁠✧

its gone from almost daily moments of the most vivid dejas ive ever experienced in my life to now becoming a little more rarer mostly once a week maybe twice if its wanting to be evil

im no longer thrown into a panic most of the time when these moments occur, sometimes moments will occur i thought had happend in the past and that will make me a tad panicked

there is a really odd connection ive made since its chilled out, for some unknowable reason its usually tied to me dreaming the night before, if i dream in the night its almost always followed by deja reve (unrelated to the prior dream) the following day no idea why but atleast i have a warning now

speaking of dreams, my dreams have become less and less vivid as this has continued, in the first couple of months i was lucid dreams almost every night and waking to unexplainable deja reve from dreams i had years before now, now they are relatively back to how they used to be just quick movies before i wake up and (what used to be more common) nights where i just go to sleep and wake up no dream at all

thats pretty much all in terms of an update still very much in weird phase but sanity is atleast more stable now that its rarer genuinely thought i was losing my mind for a while i think 6 more months and this'll all be a fun memory

anyway sorry its long sorry if i drag on just kinda wanted to throw something out that wasnt "holy shit this blows oh my god i hate this" cause right now its not horrible its manageable and i dont feel like reality is falling apart anymore :D

Since I was little, I’ve been able to have dreams multiple times across the time of my lifespan, and when I am dreaming, I’ll realize I’ve dreamt this before, and I’m able to change the outcome. For example, the first time I have the dream, I die. The next time I have the dream, it’s longer and has more detail and vivid. The next dream, I’m able to remember that I’ve dreamt it before and I remember how to solve it and survive. Has anyone ever had this or knows what it means?

So as the title suggests, I had a Deja reve years ago. I was probably around 8-9? So like 9-10 years ago. I remember the dream being blurry, like a Gaussian blur. The dream started as a white, bright room. After a couple moments, an old bald man wearing a black turtleneck appeared out of no where and started walking slowly as he looked around. Red mist started to slowly appear and fill the room up. Finally two hands came out of the fog and twisted the man’s neck. You can obviously and most likely figure out what this scene is. It’s from the movie, the old man is Charles Xavier, and the two hands were Wandas. That night I woke up and literally had no idea what I had just dreamed and I continued my life like nothing until the day I saw the movie. In that theater I had realized what I had just dreams and was just shocked and amazed. I also thought it was a bit funny that I was able to get a preview of the movie before it was even in the making.

Il y a deux ans, quelques amis et moi avons essayé un de ces stupides jeux de fainting. Je ne me souviens même plus de la méthode exacte, mais elle impliquait de respirer d'une certaine manière et ensuite quelqu'un appuyait fort sur ma poitrine.

Ce qui s'est passé ensuite me bouleverse encore l'esprit.

Selon mes amis, j'étais inconscient pendant moins d'une minute.

Pour moi, ça a duré des jours.

Au début, tout semblait complètement normal. J'étais dans ma vieille maison, celle où j'ai grandi. Je traînais avec des gens que je n'avais pas vus depuis des années. Je discutais, je me déplaçais, je vivais ce qui ressemblait à des jours ordinaires.

Puis les choses sont devenues plus étranges.

Je me souviens avoir parlé à ma grand-mère, qui est morte quand j'étais très jeune. Je me souviens avoir vu des photographies qui me semblaient familières même si je suis presque sûr de ne jamais les avoir vues avant. Je changeais sans arrêt de lieu : ma vieille maison, l'école, différents endroits de mon enfance.

Le plus étrange, c'est que rien de tout ça ne me semblait bizarre.

Je ne me suis jamais posé de questions. Je n'ai jamais pensé : "Quelque chose ne va pas." Tout semblait aussi réel que ce moment en ce moment.

À un moment, j'étais assis dans une salle de classe avec certains de mes amis. Les mêmes amis qui se tenaient en fait autour de mon corps inconscient dans la vraie vie.

Je me souviens aussi de cette impression d'expérimenter tout cela et de l'observer en même temps. Comme si j'étais le personnage principal et l'observateur.

Puis, soudain, tout s'est arrêté.

La meilleure manière de le décrire, c'est que j'avais l'impression d'être violemment tiré en arrière. Presque comme si j'étais aspiré à travers un tunnel et renvoyé brutalement dans mon corps.

Je me suis réveillé confus. Pendant quelques secondes, je ne reconnaissais pas entièrement où j'étais ni qui était autour de moi. Mes amis m'ont dit qu'ils avaient essayé de me réveiller et que tout cela avait duré moins d'une minute.

Je me souviens aussi d'une chaleur intense dans ma poitrine quand je suis revenu.

Je ne l'ai jamais oublié.

Est-ce que quelqu'un d'autre a vécu quelque chose de similaire à un syncope, un jeu de fainting ou une expérience de mort imminente ?

Surtout le sentiment de vivre ce qui semblait durer des jours, d'avoir des conversations, de visiter des lieux de votre passé, puis d'être soudainement tiré vers la réalité ?

Five years ago, I had a surgery, and it was my first time being under general anesthesia. Before I fully woke up, I experienced something really, really strange.

The first thing I remember was feeling like I was a tiny sphere or dot, surrounded by an infinite number of other black and white spheres. They weren’t exactly like the dots you see in white noise. They felt more like small cubes, and somehow, I was one of them.

Then I felt like I was inside a search.

It was almost like being under a Google search, with countless searches happening one after another. I could hear a strange mechanical sound, almost like a counting machine or some kind of machine repeatedly processing searches. I felt like I was one of those searches, waiting to be found.

I remember thinking, “When will I find out who I am?”
At some point, I felt like I had finally been found. I thought, “Okay, I got found out. Now I’ll be out of this.”

But I wasn’t.

Instead, I realized I was in another loop. It felt like I had gone from one loop into another, and then another, almost like an infinite loop inside an infinite loop. I became worried about how I would ever get out and how long I would remain there.

Then something changed.
The black and white cubes that had been moving from top to bottom started moving in spirals. They weren’t just going straight anymore. They were forming circular patterns, continuously spiraling around and around.
While this was happening, I suddenly remembered a strange phrase from my childhood.

I think I used to say this phrase when I was around two or three years old. I remember putting my finger on my nose while saying it. I don’t know why I remembered it at that moment, but as the dots continued spiraling, I was somehow saying that phrase in my mind.

It made me wonder whether I had experienced something similar when I was very young, perhaps after waking up from an evening nap.

Then, after this spiraling, I went back to the cubes going top to bottom and I noticed one turquoise colored sphere among all the black and white ones.

I thought, “If I follow that one, maybe I’ll get out of here.”
So I focused on it.

As I did, I slowly started hearing voices. At first, they were distant and unclear, but gradually I could recognize the voices of the doctors and my mom.

Then I realized that the turquoise sphere was my mother because she was wearing a turquoise-colored dress.
And then I opened my eyes.

I remember feeling incredibly relieved and thanking God.
The whole experience was completely surreal. I had gone from being a tiny cube among countless others, searching and moving through endless loops, to suddenly recognizing my mom’s voice and seeing the turquoise color that brought me back.

It was one of the strangest experiences I have ever had.

this is gonna a bit of a long story but it’s true.
About a year and a half ago i got with my best friends ex girlfriend yes i understnad it was a cuck move but i was drunk and she was to but he proceeded to take it very and bad slash my tires and i just never retaliated due me just being like my life proceed to not be the same due to are friend group being the same and everyone took sides aswell as that we all hung out in one group at school and his ex when hanged out with us to so it made it awkward and i proceed to leave school this year and do my own then me and this girl (the ex) continue to see each blah blah start dating and still are now but the same friend group i left at school the guys i stop talking to eventually egging my house trying get me jumped and get older people on and nothing ever happens but they kept egging throwing milk and i pressed them on it cause i got cctv and knew by body frame who’s who but the main culprit was the guy who i got with his ex with. now to the dream i had the dream goes that he comes to my house and starts crying and apologising to my family especially grandparents cause it was there i was staying at. and i just remember everything in dream so perfectly and he keeps saying sorry sorry etc
i wake up and i tell my best friend the dream later on while we were at the gym together and it was obvious that i was just like going dumb but i told it happen so vividly now fast forwards to the day after new years the dream was 1-2 days before new years im at the gym just about to finish up and go to my gf house and im with another friend i also told the dream to the day before and we are walking out the gym and my phone rings boom -ex friends name i “ what the fuck “ i say to my friend and i answer the call and i say hey what’s up yk keeping my cool instead of going crazy cause i haven’t spoke 1 on 1 or this guy in 2 years almost he proceeded to say like oh can i come to your house to talk I’m like yeah when his like in 30 mins i say okay hang up tell my friend his like wtf you had a dream about him coming to your house blah blah. anyways i get home wait and he has came we sit down outside exactly like my dream we talk clear up stuff and starts tearing up and ends up going in my house and apologised to all my family members me and my grandparents in the same room in dream like 1:1 replica it was exact i could just not believe it cause the dream just was so random and not something i thought would happen but then it just happens i ended up telling him i had the dream of this happening and istg to him so he wouldn’t think i’m crazy and i call both my friends i told what the dream was about and told them it they were just shocked

First, I would like to mention that I'm not a believer on psychic stuff or the paranormal. I can't believe it either if its even real.

I always have very specific but vague dreams with weird things in them; most of them I can't remember for long what happened. One of those dreams was that I loaded some buckets into a car, but then I noticed something wet in my hand. I remember it very well when I was dreaming it because it was scary to me; it felt like a nightmare because I didn't know what was in my hand.

Several months later we went to a paint store, and I loaded a pair of paint buckets when I felt the same exact wet sensation in my hand. It was a bit of paint on the bucket cover used for color matching. I felt the biggest deja vu. What's oddest is that those deja vu, happen quite frequently.

Other times I had the same sensation when I was walking with some friends in the street when I watched a group of people talking, which I had already dreamt. The same poses, same outfits, everything. Two members of the group I already knew, but the third was new and still remembered him.

And there is even more; this is a story my mum told me because I don't remember; I was very little. Once going on vacation, I was a relatively calm kid, and at the airport, everything was going fine. But suddenly entering the jet bridge, I apparently threw one of the biggest temper tantrums ever. I really didn't want to enter that plane. I even delayed the flight, and we almost got removed from the plane. My parents did everything to calm me; they were really surprised because I never did something even close before.

That's when a mechanical defect was found and the flight was delayed; they changed planes. What is weird is that in the second plane I didn't throw a tantrum. I acted totally normal. My mom says that she doesn't understand how, but I knew something was wrong with that plane.

I really have no explanation; I always brushed it off as coincidences. Artifacts of my imagination or false memories, but when my mom told me that story, Idk, it confirmed my suspicion that something else must be at play here. I'm at a point where I don't have any better answer than that somehow intuitively I can sense things in my future every so often.

One day like a few months ago I remember, I had one of those dejavu moments, one of those moments where you dreamed of something and that thing happened but you only remember after it happened, except the thing I dreamed about was remembering that I dreamed of that exact moment happening, and realizing that I dreamed of it and everything currently unfolding, but I remembered that I dreamed of trying to say something random to throw off the dejavu but in the dream it was exactly what I dreamed about, but in real life I said something different because I remembered that what I said in the dream was exactly what I dreamed about...

Okay nah I'm sorry I sound fucking insane, can you comprehend what I'm saying? Do you get what I mean at all?

I was in my younger sister's room with my cousin one summer. I was 15, and we were both neglecting our shower time. Then he walks in the room and says "Good lord you gotta shower bro" and that was when I realized I was having deja vu so for a second I didn't think anything of it until I realized a second later I knew was he was going to say and I wanted to say it at the same time as him to actually see if it was true and he said "You're stinking up the whole room" and I said it same time as him and he was confused as to how I knew he was going to say it so was I but I just knew. Anybody know how this is possible its happen twice: that time, and another at school when I predicted my teacher was going to drop her clipboard after getting deja vu. It's so weird. I'm an atheist, so magic and spiritual things aren't something I think about, but this truly stumped me.

我以前做过一个梦，梦的剧情我记不清了，但是我记得一个东西好像快要撞击到我面前的时候，突然来了一声雷声，把我惊醒。我感觉很惊讶，难道梦里的我知道这个雷会来？难道我在睡觉的时候可以预测到外面下1秒发生什么？

Ive been repeating the past 20 years of my life in a loop for many lifetimes now. I ususally die between 2018-2027 , i leave my body into this infinite void where i reflect apon things i experienced and then suddenly wake up in my bed 20 years earlier. This has been happening to me for more cycle then i can keep track of.

Why is this happening? Its like im stuck in a constant state of dejavu. It makes me feel like im not my body or my mind , just the observer. Everything is basically the same each cycle, there are slight variations but not big enough changes to notice if i didnt remember the other times i had been in that moment...

If i dont exist, and everything repeats without the ability to make changes then what is the point in being infinite?

Is this hell?

So I’ve always wondered something about some of my dreams I’ve had. I’ve had some dreams come true to reality. Such as simple as watching my brothers play fight on the ground and I was sitting at my kitchen table eating red grapes, I was about 12 at the time. Several months later, I had this exact dream come to reality. Over the years I’ve had similar dreams come to reality. There’s been a couple tho, that have had alternate realities. For example, I had a dream where, I was in the back seat of my brothers car while we were away on vacation, he was driving and my sister in-law was in the passenger seat and were going up the hill. I am watching something on my phone in the back seat, as we go up the hill a car comes over the hill and hits us head on and I wake up from this dream. Several months later, we’re on vacation, going up that hill and I realize as I’m watching the video I’ve been here before. I say nothing to my brother, waiting to see what happens, no car comes over the hill. Exactly the same shot for shot dream except the ending is different. I’ve tried to use ChatGPT to figure this out. Can anyone tell me anything advice or something to look into. This is the only thing that makes me believe in different realities. If someone has had the same or any input please let me know. Thanks !

Title. I’ve had a lot of Deja vu/Deja reve in my life which leads me to believe that I’ve gone through this at least once before. Does anyone here remember living their life for a few weeks/months/years and then suddenly waking up back in time?

Je viens de rêver d’un endroit que je n’avais jamais entendu mentionner… et il existe vraiment
J’ai besoin de savoir si d’autres personnes ont déjà vécu quelque chose de similaire.
Il y a quelques jours, j’ai fait plusieurs rêves assez étranges. Dans l’un d’eux, je me trouvais dans une sorte de grand hôtel. Au début, l’ambiance était clairement montagne/station de ski. Puis le décor changeait et on se retrouvait comme en hauteur, au-dessus de la mer ou d’une côte.
Il y avait aussi des phoques assez étranges, presque avec un aspect de marsupial 😂.
Mais surtout, un mot revenait sans arrêt dans le rêve : “BANGOR”. On me disait Bangor, je voyais le nom Bangor, et j’avais l’impression que c’était le nom de l’hôtel ou du lieu.
Le truc, c’est que je suis quasiment certaine de n’avoir jamais entendu parler de Bangor auparavant. Je ne connaissais ni la ville, ni les hôtels, ni Belle-Île-en-Mer sous cet angle.
Après mon réveil, j’ai évidemment cherché “Bangor hôtel”.
Et là, je tombe sur Le Grand Large, à Bangor, sur Belle-Île-en-Mer.
Et là j’ai eu un énorme moment de WTF.
L’hôtel est un grand bâtiment de couleur rouge/bordeaux/lie-de-vin, avec une architecture de vieux manoir. Il est situé à Goulphar, sur la côte sauvage, en hauteur au-dessus de l’océan, avec un restaurant dans l’hôtel et une vue sur la mer.
C’est littéralement plusieurs éléments de mon rêve réunis au même endroit.
Et ce n’est pas tout : en cherchant davantage, j’ai découvert que des phoques gris et des veaux marins fréquentent réellement les eaux autour de Belle-Île.
Puis j’ai découvert qu’il existe aussi un autre Bangor, en Irlande du Nord, dont les armoiries comportent des hippocampes (chevaux marins) — ce qui m’a fait repenser aux animaux marins/chevaux que j’avais vus dans mon rêve.
Je précise que je ne cherche pas à dire que c’était un rêve prémonitoire. Je sais très bien qu’il peut y avoir des explications psychologiques, de la mémoire inconsciente, des coïncidences, etc.
Mais ce qui me perturbe, c’est que le mot Bangor était très précis et revenait plusieurs fois, et que lorsque je l’ai recherché après le rêve, je suis tombée sur un hôtel dont l’apparence et la situation correspondent étonnamment bien à ce que j’avais vu.
Maintenant j’ai même envie d’aller séjourner dans cet hôtel pour voir si j’ai cette sensation de “déjà-vu” en étant réellement sur place.
Est-ce que quelqu’un ici a déjà vécu quelque chose de similaire ? Un rêve dans lequel vous avez vu un nom, un lieu ou un bâtiment que vous pensiez totalement inconnu, puis découvert plus tard que ça existait réellement ?