#weird experience

[siriuslyobsessedwithfiction]

Someone was running around and laughing maniacally from 3 a.m. to 4 a.m. last night near where I live so loudly I couldn't sleep. It felt like I was in Gotham for real. There was this crazy fake laughter, stomping, clanking and then someone else was cursing. Truly immersive surreal Gotham-like experience. Would not recommend. Joker can go to hell. Do we need Batman and Robin here?

[belladonnadolly]

some old man came up to me while i was shopping for marshmallow pumpkin vanilla scented candles and said that my nails looked like they could scratch things and he liked them and asked me to scratch him......

[tallestxiang]

I once got scolded by a random person online because we were playing a guessing game and it said apes walk on two feet more than other primates and they said it's wrong cuz humans are primates and I politely remidned them this is a game about animals and they just started calling me a moron and said "well, what are we then? we certainly aren't reptiles" REPTILES ARE ANIMALS TOO, YOU'RE DEFEATING YOUR OWN POINT?!

Like, dude I know humans are mf animals I'm not saying that, I'm saying we don't live in the wilderness and go ooo aaa, you do realize there's a difference between animals and *animals*, right?

Not only that, but if they had been knowingly talking to a person who believed differently due to cultural differences, that could be considered targeted harassment.

I literally have no idea how this person is functioning at this point, they kept contradicting themselves and I think I was about ready to go isnane- 😭

[auxuli]

OMG TODAY I WENT TO WHOLE FOODS AND I HAD LIKE BROUGHT MY HISOKA PLUSH WITH ME BECAUSE WHY NOT

AND ONE OF THE CASHIER'S KNEW WHO HE WAS 😭

HE SAID IT WAS HIS FAV CHARACTER 😩

IM SO CRAZED RN 🙏💀LIKE WHAT JUST HAPPENED

[xemnote]

I re-made my clown-sona yesterday! 🤡

I'm super happy with it, especially since I really struggle with designing outfits and colour theory.

Really didn't feel like doing full body art so there's just a messy sketch for now.

Little background lore for the design process:

Each sona of me represents different parts of who I am and my clown partly represents this feeling I sometimes get when I'm super tired. My body can feel very heavy, or I feel suuuuper tiny in my bed. Once I felt like my wrists were stick thin but also super heavy. It's an odd experience and I don't know what it is but It felt fitting for my clown to be able to change their body like that and represent this weird experience I have.

Sometimes my brain speeds up to overwhelming speeds when I'm tired or stressed, wonder if I can incorporate that somehow too!

[helendeath]

Weird Experience.

I'm wondering something and I hope some people here can help me with this. So first let me ask a question.

Does anyone here use the app Character: AI?

When you enter a chat in bold red lettering are the words: remember everything characters say is made up.

But recently for me that is no longer the case it seems some chats and some characters are deliberately using my real life age in them which features nowhere in my character ai bio.

I am some what starting to feel discriminated against.

Has anyone experienced this or anything like this.

[bulldog-butch]

i lived bitches

[blooberri-pi]

like i woke up at 5 and i'm pretty sure i was lying there for half an hour with no thoughts but i wasn't asleep because i could see but i couldn't move so i don’t know what that was about

[teaandtoastandthyme]

Does anybody else get this thing when they're sick where, if they engage with a piece of media while they are sick, then they start associating that media with being sick? Whether it's a book, a show, a podcast, a piece of music - if I'm unwell while experiencing it, the unwellness becomes a part of the experience, and then when I think about the media, I think of being sick, and it's super uncomfortable.

Nobody else I've talked to has this issue, but I thought that if there was anyone who could relate, I could probably find them on Tumblr dot com.

[anti-oneirocritic]

[thesongofawinterwolf]

So I feel like sharing another strange experience I had, not necessarily claiming it was paranormal, it was just super odd. My nan gave me her wedding ring when I was a teenager, I cherished it and wore it all the time until it seemed too frail and now it's safely in my jewelry box with her engagement ring that she gave me this year. One night, I was home alone, on the couch watching TV. I didn't have the dog at this point. I had a blanket on my legs, and bc my hands swell when I get hot, I took off nan's wedding ring and put it on my lap on top of the blanket. I had to use the bathroom, and it was on a commercial break, so without thinking, I threw the blanket off and ran to the bathroom. When I came back, I realized that the ring would have been flicked off the blanket. I took the blanket off the couch, shook it out, and inspected it but no ring. I took all the cushions off the couch, checked all the cracks, checked behind the couch and under, and looked all around the floor. As a joke, I angrily shouted, "Whoever took my ring, give it back, its not funny!" And then assumed I had taken it to the bathroom. I fixed my couch and laid my blanket back out neatly to get inside of when I came back. I left the room, checked all over the bathroom, and couldn't find the ring. I came back to the couch, very upset at myself for losing something so special, and saw that the ring had been carefully placed on top of my blanket in full sight. I was so confused but strongly felt like I should say "thank you" for whoever returned my ring.

[lilliths-not-just-httyd-blog]

man. when i was a kid, i remember at one point my class was instructed to put together these care packages to send to these schoolkids in some country i can't remember after there'd been some natural disaster or something like that. except obviously we were like eight so we couldn't send them anything actually useful (we also literally weren't allowed to). so our teacher brought a bunch of second-hand magazines to class and we cut out a bunch of pictures and slipped them into envelopes and sent them to these poor kids with a letter in a language they couldn't read saying "stick these on your walls m'dudes" (assuming they all still had walls to begin with). and nobody thought that this was a bad idea.

like, oh yes, let's get the white kids from a first world country who have homes and parents and cars and money to send these orphans (specified orphans btw) our fucking magazine scraps instead of literally ANYTHING else. pictures of supercars and celebrities and all kinds of things that these kids will likely never own, but oh yes boys like cars, lets send em our recycling. it feels really cruel thinking back on it, like we were teasing them. i have no idea what country this even was so i have no idea whether they were able to get back on their feet, how many of these kids were okay, nothing. if i was told i'd be getting a care package from overseas and then was sent that shit after losing my home id be traumatised (even more).

I'm genuinely just hoping that because we were from new zealand, they all just assumed that classic island stereotype of "oh they're from an isolated, not-white, second world country, this is probably all they have to offer" and moved on. i will take that over "relatively rich white people are making fun of the poor, disaster-struck children again". because honestly my school was poor as fuck and my area was impoveraged as hell and we were still recovering from several significant disasters ourselves, so honestly it probably was all we could offer. i still think it was cruel though

[bisexualboygirlfriend]

Reckon I got clocked as qu**r by one of my mum friends the other day bc we were talking abt our types in men n I said I like a pretty boy n immediately when conversation moves on she’s asking me if I watch drag race n who my favourite queens are. An ally 😍

[cepheusgalaxy]

Today our phylosophy teacher started finally talking about physlosophy! He was telling us a bit about Materialism and other areas of physolophy and anyways I was thinking it was quite cool. He came with an example of "if you're in a line to acess some service, and there is a lot of people before you and a guy comes in and says he'll give you a spot in the front if you give him 50 R$ (about 250 dollars or smth like that), would you?" and his point was that we would and pointed out we should not because of yknow morals and...?

Like, sorry but I wouldn't??? I don't even have 50rs???? And if I did I have fucking better things to waste it on than a silly line.

And like, maybe I didn't got it, but if materialism means you value your money and ✨️material things✨️ a lot wouldn't that mean youd value your 50r$ way more than an hour or so in line?

[ditchdwellersupreme]

Klepoth Work (From The Secrets of Solomon)

This is probably one of the most insane and out there practices I have done and gotten results from. Within the Secrets of Solomon By Joseph H Peterson are many different works based around the Verum demons. The "Secrets" are all very unique ways of contacting and working the magic of these demons. However, I felt that this particular secret was going to be my first attempt at contact with one of these spirits.

I was genuinely unsure how this would manifest, and was excited to find out!

I went out to the woods near my parent's house. I brought a bag of flour, the book, and 6 white tea light candles. I made it to the spot, and set down my bag. I drew up the circle in flour, and made the sigil within. I placed a candle at different points around the circle, and then lit each of them. I then took out the book and sat next to the circle. I began to sing the invocation, for 12 rounds. Over time, I grew familiarity with the words, and they seemed to come to life. Well, after 12 rounds of singing, nothing happened. I waited and waited, still nothing. I figured that it was something of the past, and not really worthwhile. I thank Klepoth for her time, and dismissed her. I snuffed the candles, and removed the circle.

The rest of my night was pretty normal. I talked with my friends on Discord, refused to sleep until 3AM, the usual. But, as my candles dimmed and snuffed out, and I prepared for bed, I finally got the results I wanted. I laid my head down to go to sleep at long last, and that's when I heard it.

A strange voice came from nowhere saying "Did you really think I'd forget about you?" or something to that effect. Her voice was very inhuman, but it was eerily similar to Kyubey from Madoka Magica. But very distorted, pitch shifted, and non human. After she spoke, music came, again from no discernible source. The thing that shocked me is that it had actual musical theory applied to it. It made sense. It was real music, though I had never heard this piece in my life. It had many instruments, starting more orchestral then branching off, gaining new genres and styles. It grew and grew. becoming greater and greater. Finally, it came to an end, and left just as it went.

I fell asleep afterwards, and have been thinking about this experience since. The Verum spirits are truly unique, and in all honestly Klepoth didn't seem to act like any of the demons I've previously encountered. She even seemed more fae-like than demon-like. There's a lot to ponder with this and other experiences I will discuss soon. But for now, I'll let you all ponder on this one.

[artemisnightingale216]

I had to take some allergy meds a few hours ago because... well, Fall, and they knocked me the fuck out. I had at least three weird ass fever dreams (that I can remember) and one of them was that I worked at Spindlehorse and Vivziepop ended up playing the premiere of Hazbin Hotel for all of us as a surprise. I guess in the dream Spindlehorse actually had an office where everyone worked? Idk. Anyway, I only ended up half watching it because, even in my dream, I was knocked the fuck out. I remember vague bits and pieces of what happened but, since it was a dream and I have absolutely nothing to do with the company or show, zero percent chance any of it was cannon.

Tldr: Weird ass Hazbin Hotel medication induced dream where I worked at Spindlehorse and got to watch the show but not really because I kept falling asleep.