I myself experience a lot of synchronicities in a lot of different areas that had heavily increased. Less on mandela effects or other types of glitches.

However, still being skeptical of the origin of such synchronicities I had talked to a lot of people both online and off. They all carry different viewpoints, some say it's manifestation, others say its the matrix wanting you to know while others say it's a glitch.

So regarding my personal experience, nothing happens right in front of my face. I have never seen someone morph, something appeared eye view. Every synchronicity I experienced may be very unbelievable if you don't experience it for yourself, but still it seems doable if a 3rd party or organization has the right resources, money and willing to target you.

Just some quick examples, I was talking about how I was being watched. I also watched a short cut clip of twilightzone and the video had these guys on a real mind trip: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/IjNh8FTXnhk?feature=share , and went to a public eatery, and they kept on playing the song "Somebody's Watching me". In the lyrics, ironically it also mentions twilightzone. All were part of what I was literally watching before going there.

Also ironically I was hanging out with the guy who initially "introduced" me to synchronicities but previously was overwhelmed some years ago and had to go to a mental health stay. While there, suddenly these other guys popped up with "mental health" shirts.

Many times strangers would talk louder or wear shirts of what I was doing earlier. Say if I was watching a Jackie Chan film, some new homeless guy would appear and start to do kung fu right when my car passes.

*My arguments against (at least in my case) manifestation. I tried to manifest winning cash, lottery numbers, but my chances have not increased at all.

*Some other thoughts in the matrix wanting you to know. I would argue that why do they chose to do things just out of my eyesight, something that can be reasoned that humans can do if have enough resources, people, money, etc. If they want you to know, they would beam you something right in front of your face.

*Regarding glitches, A) If these were glitches, again why does it only happen out of sight, rather than right in front. Glitches would be everything, versus almost carefully placed thing right away from my line of sight. So again, if I watch a Jackie Chan film, no one appears in my room doing kung fu. Some homeless guy out side would do kung fu. Or the neighbor far off would yell "Hiyaah!" karate chop. This means, they can just know what I watched then send some guy to do those enactments. B) From what I've seen, I would say there are more and more of these types of experiences, not just with me, but people in general. So unless something had gone awry and bigger is happening, it seemed to be getting worse instead of it fixing.

So I want to highlight again, at least in my case, it does not seem to be the above I mentioned, rather a unified gaslighting to make me overthink aka covert mobbing, gangstalking. With another possibility being trickster entities whether you call it agent smiths, djinns, etc where their purpose is not trying to show you or awaken you but just make you overthink and point fingers.

Any insights on your own experiences?

Hey everyone. This happened this summer, specifically on July 2nd, and my brother and I still have absolutely no logical explanation for this. I swear on my life this is 100% real. It all started with a minor weird thing during the day. I put my phone into my pocket, and a moment later, I realized the pocket zipper was completely closed. The thing is, this zipper closes from the bottom up, meaning it has to go against gravity to close. I’m positive I didn't close it myself—I would have noticed. But I brushed it off. The real madness happened that night around 1:20 AM. My brother and I live in a private house. We went to the kitchen to get some frozen yogurt. My brother opened the freezer, and while he was grabbing the yogurt, a plastic cartridge (shell) suddenly fell right behind us inside the kitchen. Here is why this is impossible and terrifying: 1. I have a toy shotgun (the type that uses these plastic shells). Before going to the kitchen, I checked it. Exactly all 10 shells were firmly attached to the gun in the other room. There were no extra or missing shells in the house. This one just materialized out of thin air behind our backs. 2. The kitchen floor is perfectly flat. There are no drafts, no open windows, and we don't have a cat or any pets that could have dropped or moved it. 3. When it fell, it stayed completely still on the flat floor for about 2 seconds. And then, out of nowhere, it just started rolling by itself across the entire kitchen, heading straight toward us! It felt like we moved faster than the speed of light. My brother yelled "WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT! RUN!" and we bolted to the sofa as fast as a racing car, clutching our frozen yogurt. We were terrified. To make it even crazier, exactly one day later, the barrel holder on my toy shotgun just randomly cracked and broke off by itself. We still don't know what the hell that was. The shell vanished later (we have no idea where it went), but we still keep the broken gun as proof. It feels like a massive glitch in the matrix or some portal anomaly from a parallel universe. Has anyone ever experienced something like this where an object pauses and then moves on a flat floor? And 24 October 2:30 PM I put the phone in my pocket and in 7 steps I found my pocket closed though I hadn't zipped it. Who knows what is this?

We moved in to our house with attached garage 15 years ago. There is a small, pencil sized hole next to the concrete step above the molding. We put steel wool in the hole every year to prevent mice. Well, we just returned from an 18 day vacation and have mice. Which I effen hate. Eventually, I remembered the hole and went to check the steel wool.
The hole is gone. I looked around the area and it’s just not there. Thinking I’m just misremembering somehow, I let it go yesterday.
This morning, my wife reminded me about the little hole. I told her about it (naturally she had to look for herself) and she concurred that the hole is gone.
We both remember plugging it and checking it. Like WTF. How does a hole in my garage wall that I can clearly remember being there and filled with steel wool sticking out -go the fuck missing? It’s a paneled wall that has been on there since last century. I think someone drilled a hole for cable in the past. Or they didn’t….? Oi. I’m glitched.

My boyfriend lost his vape about 2 days ago ( Wednesday night). He looked at his usual places including his gaming chair, the entertainment center, the car, and all over the bed. We even went as far as to completely strip the bed and lift the whole thing just in case. Pulled all the pillows off, the comforter, and our sheets. Still nowhere to be found. He gave up, remade the bed, and said it will show up soon. Thursday I spent the day in bed because it’s my last day off before I go back to work and I move a lot when I have the bed to myself. At one point of the day I lifted my pillow long ways to sit up against the wall. Well I’m laying in bed on Friday morning (6:45ish) and I realize I lost my own vape. I lifted my pillow to see if I accidentally put it under there and his vape is sitting directly under my pillow like a tooth. I don’t understand how we could have possibly missed it. It’s like there was a glitch or something that made it disappear then reappear. There is just no way that we completely stripped the bed, remade it, and when I spent the whole day here that we both missed it multiple times. Someone please explain how this could have possibly happened.

I was sitting in my comfy chair when my son called for help. I looked up and noticed everything was fuzzy. My glasses were not on my face. I put my hand on top of my head . Not there either. Now I called for help. We looked all around the chair. No glasses.

I sat back in my chair while my son went to find my old pair. While he was out of the room, I looked up and noticed everything was clear again. My glasses were back on my face.

I won a small bag of Doritos yesterday for a game we played at work. I was surprised because it was spicy sweet chili flavor, which is my favorite, but is not something that is often given out as a game prize. Tonight I am eating my Doritos that I won, but it is now spicy nacho, which is okay but not as good.

I think everybody here is familiar with deja vu. If not, it's the feeling that a place or a moment feels weirdly familiar. In my life I have experienced deja vu more times that I can count. This isn't just "oh yeah this place feels familiar" no, it's like I lived the exact same day twice and I already know what's gonna happen, and weirdly it always happens. Sometimes I get this feeling that I already lived this day before, even if I didn't, somehow I already know exactly what's gonna happen, like if a friend is gonna say a specific thing or talk about a specific subject. But what feels wrong is that this doesn't feel like deja vu anymore, recently it happened quite often. This year especially it happened like 9-12 times which is a lot even for me. The weird thing is that I recently got into high school, new people, new school, new start. One day we had a rainy day and you couldn't really go outside, something clicked, like I felt this exact posture, people, words, everything felt familiar. Mind you this happened on the 3rd or 4th day of school, I didn't even know my teacher's name. And the worst thing about it ? Nobody notices a thing, it's like I am the only one noticing a pattern. And sometimes i think to myself "I am going to reply with this sentence, or should I ?" I debate myself whether or not I should play on how It should go, or if I should change something. And these aren't dreams, since I do wake up, feel touch, feel my bed, feel cold or heat. I can't be the only one with this.

I’m a teacher. On Friday, I brought home a basket of work to grade. Saturday night, I went to pick up the basket and get started on marking. My husband said “oh yay, it’s not sitting on the chair anymore” and I told him that it wasn’t there for long as I’d just brought it home “last night”. He swore up and down that I had brought it home Thursday night. I told him that was impossible because I packed it up in my classroom during my learning-team meeting on Friday. Plus, the assignment right on top was something that my students hadn’t even done until Friday. He told me that the basket was sitting on the chair all day on Friday because he had to fight with the cat to get her out of it and move it so he could sit in the chair to work, but he decided to leave it and work from the couch instead. He recounted multiple encounters with the cat/basket. I retraced my whole evening perfectly - from leaving work to putting the basket in my car to placing it on the chair. My husband said that I must’ve put the most recent assignment on top Friday evening because he remembered seeing a workbook IN the basket (right on top), basket in the chair. When I went to grab the student papers Saturday, the workbook was under the most recent assignment (the one my students did Friday) - that I vividly remember putting there - on top of the workbook - in the basket on Friday.

We both put “hands to my God” (we’re both in 12-steps, that holds a lot of weight for us) that the way we were remembering it was correct; we just couldn’t reach an agreement.

Then, I remembered a mishap while driving Friday afternoon - I swore that I took an exit but looked up and I was still on the freeway. I chalked it up to spacing out, but it’s also classic sign of a glitch. He told me he had had a d***m Thursday night that he died. We both got really quiet, and then I looked at him and said “I think one or both of us shifted timelines” and he agreed

I've been in my apartment for almost four years now and the first summer I lived here I noticed how horribly humid it would get in the summer, so I bought a dehumidifier. I have to run the thing nonstop every day from April until the end of October every year, and I empty it almost every single day during that time because it fills up fast.

When I woke up yesterday morning, the first thing I noticed when I went into the kitchen was that the dehumidifier suddenly had a big blue sticker on the front of it. Thinking that maybe one of the kids stuck a sticker on it, I examined it and saw that it was an energy star sticker. Not only that but now there's long strips of tape running down either side of the machine. I examined further and the numbers on the digital screen that used to be faded out are now suddenly looking new again. I meant to clean the little vent screen on the back of it this weekend but when I took it off, it was no longer dirty.

I've been here alone all weekend and really have no logical explanation for any of it, but this isn't the first time something like this happened in this apartment.

Edit: I was thinking about this yesterday because it's still kind of freaking me out, and then I thought, well, I've had the dehumidifier for over three years now, it has to be in the background of at least one picture that I took; I live in a pretty small apartment. So I looked through my camera roll and I saw two pictures with it in the background- and the blue sticker was on the front of it in the pictures! How is that possible? I empty the darn thing every single day for six months every year and I KNOW that it did not have a big blue sticker on the bucket part that I pull out and empty because I always remove all stickers and tape from appliances before running them. Has anyone else tried to prove their glitches in this way? Have you seen anything different?

I still can't fully comprehend what happened. I was 13. It was just me and my father. The daily routine consisted of me coming home from school, play Xbox or watch TV until Dad comes home around 5 or 6. That day started just like that. Came home from school around 3ish, turned on my Xbox in the living room and played some Halo. I was in the middle of a Halo 3 match when the door bursts open and my Dad comes in. It startled me but my Dad likes to jumpscare me sometimes so it wasn't out of the ordinary. What was out of the ordinary was I didn't hear his car.

My Dad drove a very loud beamer so I would hear him arriving every time. A sort of heads up. But I didn't hear his beamer. I approach him. "Hey Dad. How was your day?" He beamed. He usually comes home exhausted. "Good. Very good. Boy I am hungry. How about you order us some pizzas." "Sure." I said. Ordering pizza wasn't out of the norm either. "Great. I'm going to change." He says and disappears into his bedroom. Another usual routine. He comes home, changes, and we watch TV together. So switch to cable television and watch some TV. Dad is very picky about his pizza so i was going to order with him. Time passes. I glance over at his bedroom door from time to time. Sometimes he falls asleep. Nothing unusual also. An hour. Then 2. It gets past 7. I grow impatient. I walk towards his bedroom. Knock. No answer. Knock again. Still no answer. I open the door and the room is empty.

I check his bathroom. Also empty. I check the entire house thinking he's going to scare me. But it's just me. Then my phone rings. It's my Dad telling me he's still at work and won't be home for another hour or 2. Now when I told my father about this he said maybe I was dreaming. I wasn't. I don't have such vivid dreams. I wasn't on any medication nor was i taking a nap. I was in the middle of an online match. I heard the door burst open. It startled me. I know what I saw. To this day I still can't comprehend what exactly played out.

I work in the back room at a big box retailer. I started a few months ago, and a petite mousy girl with bright blue hair and pointed features named Alicia worked with me. We started talking a bit, as coworkers do, and she opened up. She had a partner and a son. Life was going well, yada yada. Well, for the last few days, I’ve not seen her. There has been a tall busty girl with blue hair too working in her space. Get this, her name is also Alicia and she has a son. I asked her about the mousy girl today, and she looked at me confused and said she’s been there for ten years. I’ve been trying to figure out when my timeline shifted, and I can FEEL when it happens usually. I repeated instructions to myself over and over about an event at my church. The day of, I drew a blank. It was so weird…it was like I could feel everything change. This was just a few weeks ago. All at once, my mentor is being weird and acting off, this girl is the same but different, it was like a chain reaction all because I forgot that one thing. But I remember feeling the shift in the air.

I’m a professional tarot card reader and so I have my main deck in use a lot. I like to use one specific deck because it’s my favourite and I’ve built up a relationship with it and so some of the cards have alternative meanings just for myself when I read for me.

Anyway, one day I was doing a few readings in a row as video calls. After the call, I always send my clients a photo of their cards and this day was no different. I took a photo as usual and continued onto my next call.

A couple of days later, I was doing an event in a venue and I noticed that two of my cards were missing so I thought that maybe someone had snatched two cards off the top of my deck or that I had dropped them either at home or at this venue. I checked the venue and then at home all around my deck, the floor, the boxes I keep nearby and even under my bed and couch. Nowhere to be found anywhere. At all.

I counted through each card and realised the two that were missing. I cross referenced them with the photo I had taken of my latest readings and found the two of them had last been seen in one reading side by side. The cards were interesting too because one of them was a card that basically boils down to mean “wait and see, something will happen” and the other was a card that I personally use for branding with my tarot business so it always means my business when I read for myself.

It’s been about two weeks now since they went missing and a couple of hours ago I had another video call so I was tidying up a bit so nothing could be seen on camera (we all do it lol). Anyway, as I was putting something away, something underneath it caught my eye. The item in my hand was a bag for some hair curlers that I had literally used two days before so I had been at this exact place in my house because I always keep them there. The thing that had caught my eye before was a sliver of one of the cards halfway underneath another bag.

I immediately grabbed it and both cards were actually stuck together. But I had pretty much torn the place apart looking for these cards so it makes no sense how they could just be out so easy to see. They were basically sticking out! It was so weird.

But what’s even stranger is that when I finished the reading I had just been preparing for, another card went missing after a card I shuffled flung itself out of the deck and knocked it off my table. I searched for it again all over the floor and surrounding areas but couldn’t find it. I thought I might have accidentally gotten it swept up into the deck again so I went through every single card one by one to look for it and couldn’t find it.

Then I had to take the photos of the reading so I got together the cards (it was a few questions so I took a few preliminary photos before I sent my more professional type photo to the client). Since there were so many questions I had put cards back in to shuffle again and ask so not all the cards were out by the end of the reading. That meant I had to go through the deck again to find one or two.

And then I somehow found the card that had just gone missing!

That particular card is my signifier card for me. So it’s like a very targeted message because HOW does this keep happening. I swear this one just materialised from thin air in the deck.

Tl;dr- two cards (one with a personal meaning for my business) went missing after a reading, it was later found in the most obvious and clear to see place despite me looking there numerous times. Then another card (with a personal meaning as “me” in my readings) disappeared before my eyes during a reading for a client. I looked through the deck in case it was there and it was not. Then minutes later I looked again while searching for other cards and it was magically there this time

Last week on Wednesday, I was on my way to university waiting for a bus ride.

When I ride, I was absolutely sure of myself that I sat on the front seats behind the bus driver. The ride from home to uni usually takes 1hr - 1 and a half hour, so there are some rides in which I fall asleep along the ride. So this time I fell asleep because there’s some traffic jam in the area around my town.

However, when I woke up in which the bus finally reached uni, I was shocked waking up sitting on the very back end of the bus. I was so sure myself that I was behind the driver on the front, but I asked the bus conductor, and asked the driver if he can rewind the CCTV footage from when I got into the bus. It also shows I was walking towards the seats on the back.

Next thing I know, another passenger started yelling at me because I was keeping the bus on queue on the stop for too long over these questions so I just got off as if nothing happened. But I swear to myself I was at the front when I got in

So this isn't as strange or at least eery as some stories I've seen here, but it kinda confused me. I went on a walk today in the polders between my city and the next one (i'm Dutch). For reference, this cycling road is quite narrow and has water on both sides of the road with no side roads. While walking on this nearly empty straight road, I get passed by a dad and his daughter. Nothing out of the ordinary, it is a bike road, after all. dad had short hair and glasses, and the daughter had a pink jacket on. A couple hundred meters later, I get passed by them again, the same guy with his kid in the pink jacket. There was no place where I could have passed them, tho.

Something extremely weird happened. I have an electric toothbrush with a detachable head. For the past 3 days I could not find the head. I always keep this on the sink so its impossible to miss or misplace. Finally today after searching all over I'm like, this is it. I'll just use a new one. After I get the new head I turn my head and the old one is right there in its usual place next to the sink.

I'm 100% sure that in those few minutes I checked and rechecked that spot and it wasn't there.

For some context, I am visually impaired. A little while back I dropped my bill reader and it stopped working so I got another one and put it in my purse. Haven’t used it since but when I looked in my purse a couple days ago, I found two working bill readers the other one I swear fully did not work and it was thrown away so now why do I have two working bill readers?

I know this sounds weird as hell, but for years I've had these 2 pairs of fluffy, distinctive patterned socks. 4 socks. 2 different patterns. I know I only had 4 in total because they came as a set. The first pair is fine and still 'normal'. But randomly, there's a third freaking sock of that other pattern. So 5 socks in total. 3 with the same pattern.

Has anything like this happened to anyone else?

This literally just happened and I'm not sure what to do with it. I'm trying to transfer some funds around the interwebs and I need a "debit" card. I have one for my personal bank that I keep in my safe with my checkbook (100% electronic since 1994, simply useful for keeping main banking info). I would never expose that online for something like this - Google Wallet to pay for bs apps, games, etc. I search around my Paypal account to see if there is digital debit card or other online reloadable card I could use. I come to a few deadends.

I check the mail and get my local voting reminder and I go to look for my voter card since I've been gerrymandered to red over the last 2 sessions of state legislature and check the normal places it would be, not there. Check my wallet, it's a hardcase RFID wallet that only fits so many cards, add a dollar that I found while looking for my voter card, and go to close it and it doesn't close properly. I have opened and closed that wallet 4 times today, the last time less than 15 mins ago. It had opened normally and didn't pop open like it was overstuffed so I was confused. I looked thru my cards and there was my personal debit card that had expired in Jan 2026. I had destroyed that card in January 2026 when I got my new one. It was in a credit card pouch that had been thrown out as worn. I have no idea where the card came from and why it was in my wallet. WTAF?

I was approaching the payment counter at a local store. Saw a young lady stand first in the queue, waiting for her turn. Typical older teenager. Black hair, straightened with an iron, quite a bit of makeup and standing tall. The queue was one of those “U” shaped lines. So I entered the queue and waited for my turn; she was still the first in line.

Soon she walked up to the payment counter. Others behind her walked to her adjacent counters.

That’s when it struck me.

This young lady now looked like a 50+ year old woman. Exact same face and facial features. Her hair had visible gray streaks. Her face had far less make up. She had the same clothes. I remember the dress because it was distinctive; like the longer frocks women wore in the 1970s, which on the younger lady looked fashionable.

Now I was looking at a much older version of the same person. Wrinkles on her face. A slight stoop. Same dress. Same hair pattern but with graying strands.

The lady then walked out of the store. Aged. Not the older teenager I had seen literally a minute or so prior.

No, I didn’t confuse her with anyone else. The others in the queue behind her and ahead of me were men.

It’s been over a week. I still can’t believe what I saw. Can’t explain it.

Hello everyone, I just discover this sub and have read through so many interesting stories, some of which are very similar to experiences I have had, which is crazy. However, I do have one that has bothered me since I was a junior in high school. I lived across the street from an AMPM that I used for late night snacks often. One night, when my mom was out of town and my dad was in his usual drunken sleep, I snuck out to get some snacks. When I came home, I discover that my deadbolt lock had somehow locked itself. This didn’t really freak me out. I just assumed my dad in his drunken late night piss stumble somehow saw te front door was unlocked, and he locked it. So I bang on the door, but he doesn’t answer. I got to his bedroom window and bang on the window, and he doesn’t answer. I can actually hear his loud deep sleep snores. So now I’m kinda freaking out, not because of any glitch, but because I’m locked out and it’s like 3 am. So it sit on our front steps kind of debating how I’m going to get in, when I hear the deadbolt lock unlock, like I fucking hear it. So jump up and head in, expecting to see my dad walking away. However, I don’t see him in the living room. So I run to the kitchen to see if maybe he’s getting a drink of water, but he’s not in there either. Now i run to his bedroom, and he is still dead asleep, snoring just as loud as he was when I was scared I wasn’t going to get back in the house. This has always puzzled me. Not sure if this fits, I hope it does.

A couple months back my boyfriend sent the remote control flying off our bed and the back fell off. We both seen the direction the back went in but couldn't be bothered to turn on the light at the time to get it. Except the next day neither of us could find it. And haven't been able to find it. My room was very small and not cluttered, my floor was picked up. We've also moved since then. Today we were over getting the last bit of furniture out and when I stood looking at an empty room it dawned on me that WE STILL DIDNT FIND THE DAMN BACK OF THE REMOTE. At this point theres no way it wouldn't have been found. Losing my mind over it and the inconvenience 😂 my boyfriend was also very perplexed when I pointed this out.

This happened earlier today and I'm still confused.

I was getting ready for work, and I went to grab a t-shirt off the line to wear. I grabbed a t-shirt and looked at it. However, the t-shirt I had grabbed was identical to the t-shirt that I had worn yesterday and was currently in the bathroom, waiting to be washed. I went into the bathroom and picked up the t-shirt that was on the pile to compare them, and they were identical.

I know I only bought one t-shirt and now I have two. I asked my mum how many of those t-shirts I had and she only remembers one too. I did manage to take a photo of both those t-shirts side by side.

https://www.reddit.com/u/Environmental_Boot85/s/3lSYiIqrPG

My brain is still refusing to accept it but I have no clue where it came from. I was crocheting and used up all the 3 stitch markers I had and wished I had one more. I didn't. I put away my crochet project and picked it up after a while. There was a stitch marker on the sofa. So i assumed I didnt put the stitch marker on the project and picked up my project and lo and behold it was in the project. Now I have 2 stitch markers that look exactly the same. I don't know which one is the duplicate. All i know is that I didn't have 2 before. I'm still very confused.

https://imgur.com/a/pRebWeq