Dreams Linked To Reality / Predicting My Own Future
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Hello, Anons. I'm just going to jump right to it. Anyway, since I was young, I've been very odd. I've heard multiple stories from my family about my oddities throughout growing up, some of which I remember, and some of which I don't, due to being too young. Anyway, the older I got, the more unusual my life became. I can't really explain things well, but I will damn sure try my best to. I sometimes have dreams or thoughts that merge into my future reality. For instance, a few days before the President of Nintendo died, I asked someone close to me: "Hey, isn't Satoru Iwata dead?" To which they replied: "Um.. No. What made you think that?" I told him that I didn't know, I just had a feeling. Days later, literally about three days, his death was announced. The SAME THING happened with David Bowie. Three days before his death was announced, I conversed with my friend of his death. We both just about shit a ton of golden bricks. I literally don't understand. It may just be some crazy coincidence, I don't know, but it's driving me insane. I also get these odd valid thoughts when I'm in danger. An example of this would be when I'm coming home and a certain family member was there. I knew it before I pulled into my yard, I told my friend to keep driving. Of course, he asked why, and before we were even close, I told him that she was there. Sure enough, she was. I literally just got a thought that rushed into my head about a minute before we got there, and I was right. This is just an example, I've had multiple different occurrences with this type of thing. I sometimes dream of things, and then they happen days later. Not necessarily HUGE things, but things that I don't plan myself, things that involve others. I see what's going to happen before anyone mentions it. No, I can't control it. No, I can't control when it happens. It doesn't happen TOO often, but it happens often enough. I wish I could tell you all every little occurrence, but sadly I don't have enough time.
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This universe is a simulation and our brains are the computer system holding it together. We have the capacity to shift into other realms of consciousness. The question is: How? Why must it revolve around meditation, and why does meditation never achieve permanence? Why is it that no matter how "far out" we go, we always wake up in the same body, with the same mind, and the same reality? For an honest seeker, should not the answers come forth willingly?
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Once upon a time my mother and I went to an antique mall in Georgia and I found myself immediately drawn to these paintings. I thought their slight cartooniness was unique. According to the dealer, they were painted in the 1950's, but other than that not much is known about them. I had just graduated high school, so my mom bought them for me as a gift since I liked them so much. We named the girl Kit and the boy Chip.
They were given to me in 2011, but I wasn't able to hang them up until 2013 since I was living with my aunt until that point. As soon as I hung them up in the new apartment, my roommate and some of my friends would comment on how creepy they seemed, the boy in particular.
Our first night in the apartment, my roommate and I heard a crash coming from the living room. She inspected the area, but she didn't see anything knocked over. She slept in my room that night. After that, I left the light above them on since they are only kids and might be afraid of the dark. I did that facetiously, yet it was partially an instinct. Spookily enough, it seemed to work. There were maybe one or two incidents after that in the next year we lived there.
My roommate and I moved into a new place with my boyfriend and a couple other roommates a little over a year ago. Since we moved in, Kit and Chip have been left in the hallway, the back of their portraits turned to everyone else. I had been trying to get someone to help me hang them up since I don't have the tools myself, but the roommates have always been reluctant to help. I suppose I could have hung them up myself, but I guess I didn't want to hang them up and have to deal with everyone telling me how creepy they look. I took it a little personally since they were paintings I picked out and I frankly still find them to be kinda cool.
Anyway, despite these being somewhat new apartment buildings, there have been some unexplainable occurrances.
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Let's talk about dark / evil cults.
Order of Nine Angles
>The Order of Nine Angles (ONA; O9A) is a Satanic and Left-Hand Path occult group
>It advocates a spiritual path in which the practitioner is required to break societal taboos by isolating themselves from society, committing crimes, embracing political extremism and violence, and carrying out an act of human sacrifice.
> ONA members practice magick, believing that they are able to do so through channeling energies into our own "causal" realm from an "acausal" realm where the laws of physics do not apply, with such magical actions designed to aid in the ultimate establishment of the Imperium.