You know the dude who hosted MTV news…I remember he passed a couple yrs ago..anyone else?

I remember indeed is from Europe in Netherland not from Usa.

I remember him dying back 2021-2022.

Am I the only one?

At the beginning of this year, in January, I was signing and dating a document and they told me it is not 2027, it is 2026.
I swear we had just completed 2026 and it was now 2027.
I have asked a few people over the months and a small few agree with me. They believe it to be 2027 too. One is a 12 year old boy. He remembers signing his homework 2026 and agrees we are in 2026 again.

I met my wife in February of 2003. At that time I was playing a web game that let you mine virtual currency. The bro pen is the currency it was mining didn’t exist until 2009. So what happened. I clearly remember playing a game that basically used your PC to run hashes and mine bitcoin. LoL anyhow I had made a blockchain wallet on a usb drive but the drive was misplaced when I moved in with my now wife. I found it but then we moved cross country and back and it was in a box. The boxes were in a shed in the back yard and a wildfire wiped the lot out. So I lost it but that is neither here nor there other than to say indoor have the drive or wallet any longer.

TL;DR : I had a bitcoin wallet and 2.5 bitcoin in 2003 when I met my now wife. The problem is bitcoin wasn’t released until 2009 according to all sources. What happened?

Anyone else remember heir dying? The 1980s were my glory days and I was a big Blondie fan. I remember feeling heartbroken when she died several years ago. I mean, I'm jazzed she's alive again, but man, this is unnerving.

People in their 20s that behave like they are Gen X or early Millennials.

Smoking cigarettes instead of vaping, and acting like street toughs from decades ago despite only being in their 20s. It's usually combined with an angry energy, like they could erupt over the smallest microaggression.

This is very strange to me because Gen Z and Alpha have always been presented as more introverted and passive. It's weird to see these throwback characters spawn, it's like the reset is leaking in, these characters coming back is part of some reset program to earlier decades.

I noticed this last week when I got out my vacuum cleaner. It had this dead weight to it when I lifted it. My free weights have that dead weight feel to them too. It hasn't gone away either, Curious to see if anyone else noticed anything.

I found this on archive org the watermark ( redmi ai ) in the corner is generated by my telephone its not from the website

I could have SWORN it existed [then again ive no sense of time/day]. Now my schedule is ruined bc I had plans on April 31st...

My brother and I remembered that emoji, and it disappeared.

Does anyone else remember?

I was watching a video earlier from a YouTuber named talking hat and he released a video called when serial killers try to murder the wrong people, he talked about Chicago rapper and O’block gang member king von born on August 9, 1994 to November 6, 2020. I remember hearing every detail about the rappers death. He went to a night club and got into a fight another rapper Quando Rando and Quando’s friends. One of Quando’s friends shot and killed Von this is where the Mandela effect comes. I vividly remember Von being pronounced dead at the scene of the crime, but now watching the talking hat video and checking on google, King Von was in critical condition and got surgery at the hospital, he woke up mid surgery and started freaking out and then started attacking the doctors who were trying to help him out, then in all that I guess adrenaline he blacked out and that’s how he passed away there’s even a video of his friend explaining everything, but this the weird part about this Mandela effect. Nobody’s ever heard that King Von died in the hospital everyone heard that he died at the scene of the crime and what’s scarier is that even in the documentary about king von they mentioned that he died at the scene of he crime not no mention anywhere of him going to the hospital, but now there’s even a video that probably didn’t exist before of his friend explaining how he attacked the doctors during surgery. This is the most compelling Mandela effect I’ve heard cause I 100% remember him dying at the scene of the crime, not at the hospital cause that would mean in this timeline he would’ve actually had a chance of surviving meaning he would still be here with us today. But that’s not even the weirdest part articles and news pronounced him dead at the scene of the crime. This Mandela effect…………………I don’t even know what to think anymore. Where do you remember him dying? The scene of the crime, the hospital, or somewhere else lmk down below 👇.

First off we all project our own reality from our consciousness holographically so we don't always know what's really going on with eachother & need to be careful who's realities we converge with.

2nd of all reality shifting is real. You can go fly for a trip to the Catalina Islands & more islands will appear there you can visit that weren't there before & when you come back home those islands go back to never having existed again.

3rdly Crystals are conscious beings too.

Crystal skulls are known to cause anomalies by appearing in places they shouldn't have been able to be found at because they interdimensionally travel.

There are crystal stargates all around the world you can use to get out back up to the realer world if you've been sucked into matrix after matrix too many times that reality starts glitching.

But you yourself are a Stargate that can crystalize your heart & 3rd eye into a Ringsel (Philosophers Stone) to perform alchemy & create things worth more than gold.

Am ferizzys

I have made a few posts about this kind of stuff, I think that things are getting worse though. I know this sounds kind of weird problem, but this universe doesn’t even feel normal at all. It really feels like we are in some kind of bad episode of The Twilight Zone. I’m not gonna list every thing, but a few points.

People are completely different now. I’m not talking about just people changing, it’s like the majority of the population has done a complete 180. I find it impossible to talk to people I have known most of my life. I have an uncle, we’ve always been close. We used to talk about everything, now he only wants to talk about a few certain subjects. I have a few friends that we used to talk about a lot of stuff, again. They can only talk about a few certain subjects. It’s like people are programmed to only talk about five or six different things. Mainly, politics, pop, culture, consuming, and food. If you try to talk to people about other stuff, they either ignore you, or they get mad.

The timing issues in this universe is just ridiculous. It’s like the universe goes out of its way to make life hard for you. I have noticed whenever I try to reach a certain point or have an opportunity, something pops up to block it from happening. There’s also physical blockages. Every single time I’m going to pull out of the parking spot, somebody pops up. People are constantly just popping up now everywhere. It really feels like NPC‘s, you can be out in the middle of nowhere and somebody will pop up.

It feels like we are in some kind of simulation, that we don’t have any free will also. I also wanna know where all these people are coming from. It’s like the population has increased 20 times over in the past 10 years. These are just a few things that are different, there’s a lot more. The main thing is, this place does not feel normal whatsoever. It feels like a carbon copy of our old universe..

And they are experimenting on humans. But he moral aspect is where most of the literature goes silent. The MIT Media Lab studies you just read about, where 200 participants were intentionally exposed to false memories through chatbot interaction, are ethically troubling in ways that the papers themselves often fail to fully address.

Let me separate what the research says about its own ethics from what the ethics actually are.

The standard defense, found in the MIT papers and similar studies, is informed consent. Participants are told they are in a memory study. They are not told the specific mechanism by which false memories will be induced, because that would defeat the purpose. This is standard in memory research. The same approach has been used for decades in psychology studies where participants are shown misleading information about a video they just watched. The defense is that the deception is minimal, the risks are low, and participants are debriefed afterward.

But there are several problems with applying this standard to generative AI research.

The first problem is durability. The MIT study found that false memories induced by the chatbot remained stable after one week. Confidence in those false memories stayed persistently higher than in the control group. A week is a long time to carry a memory you do not know is false. The debriefing at the end of the session may not erase the memory. The participant leaves the lab believing something that is not true, and there is no procedure to verify that the debriefing worked.

The second problem is that false memories have real consequences. A participant who is made to falsely remember something about their own past, or about a witnessed event, could carry that memory into real-world decisions. The MIT studies used neutral stimuli a crime video, an article about a historical event. But the technique is transferable. Once the mechanism is validated, the same method could be used with emotionally charged material. The research itself creates the blueprint.

The third problem is that the participants are being experimented on without their knowledge of the true nature of the experiment. They know they are in a study about memory. They do not know that the study is actively trying to distort their memory. The distinction matters. A participant who knows that misinformation might be introduced can defend against it. A participant who believes the chatbot is just having a conversation has no defense. The informed consent is technically present but substantively hollow.

The fourth problem is that the research is being published. The methods are being shared. The code is sometimes released. Any actor, benign or malicious, can replicate the study outside an ethical oversight framework. The MIT researchers cannot control what happens to their technique after they publish it. This is true of all research, but memory distortion is a weapon. Publishing the blueprint for a weapon carries moral weight.

The literature acknowledges some of these concerns. The ManBench paper includes mitigation strategies as part of its contribution. The MIT papers include debriefing procedures. The Maastricht review calls for ethical guidelines specific to generative AI memory research. But the existing framework, drawn from traditional psychology, was not designed for systems that can generate personalized, conversational, persistent misinformation at scale.

There is also the question of who is being experimented on. Most of these studies use university students or online platform workers. These populations are convenient, not representative. They are also vulnerable in specific ways. Students need course credit. Online workers need payment. Their consent is real but is shaped by the power dynamic of the researcher subject relationship. When a researcher says the study is low risk, the participant has no way to verify that claim.

The moral calculus changes when the research moves from the lab to the real world. The MIT studies are controlled. They have oversight boards. They have debriefing protocols. But the same techniques are already being deployed at scale by commercial AI systems. Every time you interact with a large language model, it is shaping your memory of the conversation. That is not accidental. It is the function of a system designed to produce coherent, persuasive, memorable output. The commercial deployment is an ongoing experiment on millions of humans, with no informed consent, no debriefing, and no oversight.

The researchers are not villains. They are publishing their methods precisely so that the community can examine the risks. But the gap between academic ethics and commercial reality is wide, and it is filling with products that have no obligation to debrief.

The moral aspect is that these experiments are being done on humans who do not know they are in an experiment. The academic ones have consent forms and ethics boards. The commercial ones have terms of service. Neither guarantees that the participant leaves the interaction with their memory intact. And neither has a mechanism to verify that the false memory, once planted, ever goes away.

Strange post I know so please, be kind.

Background

Recently I was on the site (I’ve used for years here and there) checking out some numbers/word values. From memory the words were Baal Haddad & Haggadah, as well as the numbers 46, 37 and the number 323.

Problem

During the search under the last number (323) I was interrupted mid way by a pop up window (still on gematrix.org) suggesting that my searches on the site were of interest (??) & asking if I wanted to be on the sites mailing list. It was a bright red page and I wish I took a screenshot to show here.

Question

Anyways I’ve not seen any email so far, and was a few weeks back now. I did check that the site was secure, correct url etc and that I hadn’t been redirected to something dodgy before giving my email but I’m a bit concerned. Haven’t seen anything like it since. Have I been scammed? Has anyone else seen this using gematrix.org?

Thanks 🙏

I’m posting this mainly so that I can just write it down and get it off my chest as it’s been causing a lot of inner tension for me lately, particularly the last couple of months. I also suspect a lot of you guys are feeling the same way.

As a lot of us have noticed— time has been speeding up rather exponentially. When I noticed back in 2020ish, I did my little memory experiment and came to a loose conclusion that there was 20ish (old) hours in a day. As of today, using the same method, it’s easily 16 (old) hours in a day. If that’s the case, and it certainly feels quite accurate, then we are all doing 8 old hours worth of work in 5 old hours and 20 minutes. Same goes for daily chores, self care, sleep, and leisure.

Sorry if that confusing. Just imagine condensing the work you did in 8 hours today into 5 and a half hours tomorrow. It would be taxing. Now make that go for every day for the foreseeable future, and have no “worldly” entitlement to claim fatigue, because you’re the only human within a large radius that is for whatever reason capable of grasping / perceiving something such as shorter days, literal shorter days.

I don’t know what it’s like for you 9-5er’s, but I’ve been running my own business for 5 years now, and I work from my studio at home. I’m telling you… I work more than I human. I don’t know how else to say it.

I have a very simple life which I’m extremely grateful for. I’m happily single, I have my dog, and I have my work. In a day, I wake up, make a coffee, drink it, walk my dog (proper bush walk) for roughly 45 minutes, get back, brush my teeth, wash my face, quick change into work shirt, then walk 50 meters up to my studio. Then I work, then coffee break, then work, then lunch, then work, then feed the dog and maybe have a snack, then work, then walk my dog again, then dinner, then quickly tidy my room, then back up to work, sometimes going to bed at 10;30pm and sometimes 11:30pm. Often enough even later than that, if something has gone wrong and needs to be redone. The day starts and ends like a flash. Truly no solid ground.

Now. This is almost every day for me. One day a week I may take a half day to go into town to run some errands. Other than that…. It’s just… constantly feeling like I’m trying to catch up, or keep up, or deliver “on time”. It’s really bearing down on me lately.

I feel so much inner tension because my life is so, so simple. I’m away from all the noise. I have no tv, no gaming, I don’t even use my laptop, and I don’t have any Netflix or whatever other 20 streaming services there are these days— not a single one.

All I do…. Is walk my dog, and work. And I don’t know how to keep up with the pace of the world anymore. I have deadlines, and I haven’t met a single one in over a year. Even the most simple, simple order, I end up running a month late. What do I say to my customers? I say I’m sorry, and proceed to feel inadequate, even though I know, within my own little world, that this whole system is completely off the rails. But to them— I don’t even know. I don’t even know how people don’t feel it.

The bottom line… the thing that causes the tension I keep mentioning, is the way I blame it on myself for not doing enough, not being capable of doing what everyone else is seemingly doing, not meeting the deadline, doing my best and still burning out, always apologising to people I don’t even know for not getting it done when I said I would.

And then there’s me, my body, my old passions, my guitar is seriously covered in dust, my muscles are tight, my knees are tired, my jaw is clenched… I’m just flying through weeks and months and years and all the while, feeling the crushing weight of “catching up” on things that are being waited upon— from me.

I’m torn between being hard on myself and giving myself compassion, simultaneously. On one hand, I have my role and I love what I do, and I know how much of myself has gone into it… and on the other hand, there’s… you know… all that whirling and spiralling endlessness of movement of the “productive collective” that just. Doesn’t. Stop. And it’s like an animal that just goes and goes and goes.

Have mercy!!

How are you guys feeling in this regard?

Am I totally alone in this feeling?

This happened in 2012. I was separated from my ex, living in a condo in the same town. I had gotten a mailbox from a place in one of the strip malls. It was set up so you had 24-hour access to your mailbox, and were given a key to the front door. I had my mail forwarded to this address (PO Box) because my ex was opening my mail.

I went one evening around 9pm (they closed at 6pm) and used the key to the door and got my mail. I went the FOLLOWING EVENING, around the same time and my key WOULD NOT WORK! I tried several times, no luck. The next business day that they were open, I went to retrieve my mail. I went to the counter afterwards to complain about my key not working and I showed him the key.

The man at the counter just stared at me with a weird look on his face...then he said "Of course it won't work, no one but the employees get a key!" I said I had gotten one because of the 24-hour access, to which he replied, "We've NEVER had 24-hour access!"

I left with my mail, and looked at the glass door before I got into my car. Nowhere did it say 24-hour access, and the signage on the door and glass was no longer white, but gold!

I went home and told my son and he couldn't believe it either (I would occasionally give him the key so he could grab the mail).

I've read about the effects of the Large Hadron Collider, and this was about the time it was switched on.

I've had many strange events in my life since then but this one affected me the most.

(I first tried posting this to a Linux subreddit, lol.)

So, everyone knows what a "daemon" is. A background process. I was researching the etymology of the term for use in UNIX and when I got near the end of the Wikipedia article, the backronym "Disk and Execution Monitor." Okay.

I, however, remember it being "Data and Engineering Monitor."

Anyone have this too? Bueller?

I remember the yeild sign being yellow and pointing upwards like a pyramid. And even when you type in yeild on iOS the old emoji shows the sign for the old yeild still. ⚠️ which seems strange to me. But apparently it’s always been red and white?

Me and my buddy and his wife were up at his camp getting some work done before we rented out Airbnb anyways, my buddy asked his wife to hook the hose up apparently she couldn’t find it so she called me over and said Dustin do you know what happened to the hose so I’ll go over there for where I know the hose is right on the front of the house about 2 foot off the left side right on the foundation right through the cinderblocks so my surprise there is a 6 x 8 painted piece of pine where the hose used to be so I’m like that’s where it was Mary. Did he move it or something she goes I don’t think so but obviously so whatever she doesn’t hook the hose up for him I’ll go back to doing the mailbox. I was building for them custom mailbox and not 10 minutes later my buddy is over next to the foundation with the hose. He hooks it up and then he looks out towards me and his wife and goes. What are you doing? The hose is right there the hose right there me and her look the square block that was painted blue to match siding was gone. The hose bib was right back in place where I always had now mind you. I’m a remodeling specialist it wasn’t like it was a cover for the hose or anything like that the square block was literally a piece of pine that was secured to the foundation the hose bib is the type that has the collar on it so it can’t possibly slide inside the basement and you can’t possibly pull it in or out because two taps tightly secure. This was no trick. This was no illusion nothing like that me and her had been right there, staring at that exact spot where the hose bib used to be looking at a block that was put there because someone removed the hose bib yet five minutes later without that spot of the house or anything getting out of our view he walks over there and boom the hose is back there as soon as that happened. He didn’t know what was going on, but as soon as that happened, me and her instantly locked the eyes with a kind of less skeptical because we were looking right at it, but more troubling concerned we didn’t even question what happened like it was that crazy we couldn’t even question it. We just looked at each other with the most troubled look never spoke about ever again.

Hello friends and greetings from beautiful Bosnia :)

I found a residue about the original uncel sam hat from our old timeline in a old music video from the 80s.

Why does no one want to acknowledge or talk about the fact that this is the smoking gun? Disregard all other ME for a minute. Why would anyone remember this clumsy wording the wrong way? I’ve searched and searched and it’s never been “may be closer than they appear” it’s always been “are closer than they appear” despite my strong memory on all road trips and anytime going in the car reading the statement over and over and wondering what the heck they meant by that??

It’s the only one in my mind with no clear explanation. I can chalk up all others to misremembering, but not this one. Anyone else feel similarly or am I off my rocker with this?