Wade
FeralNormal master
I would like to relate an incident that happened to me a couple of days ago. I’m not quite sure one could call it a personal experience but to me it was quite striking, and even as I write this I have a feeling it’s going to set me on a course in which I will probably immerse myself into a new way of thinking. I went through something similar when I wrote about the multiple occurrences I had a few years back with a mantis and that episode is probably the biggest reason why I am here, but first a little bit back story :
About a month to a month half ago I experienced what I initially thought was some kind of schizophrenic episode or some kind of general disassociation episode. I’ve mentioned before that I have a fairly active dream life. As nerdish as it sounds I very much look forward to going to bed at night , I haven’t had a bad dream or nightmare in years…possible correlating to when I stopped having all those unpleasant hypnopompic attacks and now I pretty much call the shots. In many cases I have a real hands-on approach, not all cases but much of the time what I do is end up validating the reality of a certain sequence, what I mean is when I have one of those dreams where I am at school and I have a final exam and I am not prepared because I “was sick” or just didn’t show up for weeks I’ll tell myself within the dream “ it’s not real Wade, you’re an adult” “You finished high school over 30 years not ago” You live in LA and you have a job”. Another one involves when I’m out driving. in many cases I’m driving either my old FJ-40 or CJ-5 (jeeps) and I end up telling myself that “ No wade, you drive a ford ranger now, your jeep days are long gone.” Things like that. The one thing I have never gotten worked out is all those M.C. Escher landscapes or all those stairways, escalators, ramps, elevators that never, never, never take me to the floor or level I need to get to.
Well, one night I got carried away and micro-managed almost everything to where I was contradicting my choice of clothing even “ You do NOT own a pair of brown corduroys”, I was so active that night it pretty much taxed me, I probably didn’t get any sleep because I was as active sleeping as I was waking. I should mention that this is not something I strive for, it just happened. I am aware there are books and courses that supposedly helps you harness all this energy and take it a step forward , to the point where before you retire for the night you can set your agenda and let you determine how far to take something. I am not interested in pursuing this and I am happy where I am now. I am given to think it is this activity that led me to having all those hypnopompic attacks’ few years back but eventually I finally got a handle on these attacks and now as in my dreams I just go with the flow. The thing is in this case I think I was so overboard that I carried the dream aspects over into my waking life. What I mean is as I woke up I was trying to work out my morning schedule to see a friend who was sick and to see him before I went to work then I realized my friend wasn’t sick, actually I lost touch with him some time ago, there was no plans to contact him but I now remembered I had dreamt it. My next thought was that I had to pick up my truck before I went to work because it was in the shop when I realized it was not in the shop I had dreamt that as well. This was of course after altering the fact that it wasn’t a jeep that was being repaired it was a pickup .Lastly I was about to go out and get some coffee and bagels for breakfast when I realized I didn’t need to do so because I went grocery shopping the night before THEN I thought I had probably dreamed it and I did need to go out to the bagel shop. I got halfway there… a short two block walk… when I told myself “Wade you really DID get groceries last night, it was not a dream.” True enough I did, so I turned around and went back , I had just started measuring the coffee when I realized I couldn’t determine if I THOUGHT I went out to get coffee and bagels or I had dreamt it the evening before, this was merely minutes after I had actually done it
I then had a panic attack, my very first ever. I literally slumped down in a chair, held my head in my hands and thought these very words (no joking) “Wade, what DID you DO?” “You’re broken, you broke yourself” I pretty much spent the next couple of hours going online and trying to find out, what I was experiencing. I don’t have a particularly stressful life and there is no history of mental instability in my family, after a bit I calmed down decided what I needed was some distractions and there was nothing as distracting as going to work so I did and the rest of the day was uneventful and as of this date I have yet to experience anything remotely like this episode.
END PROLOGUE on to a couple of days ago
it may not surprise you guys that I record and log my dreams , as to be expected some are much, much more detailed than others. I’ve mentioned before I concentrate and focus more on the various aspects of some sequences more so than what the dream is about or maybe I should say what it seems to be about. Most notable are those previously mentioned stairs, Quonset huts, catwalks, construction sites, scaffolding, large sailing vessels with what should be deep drafts going down the middle of a city transiting a very small canal, you know the normal stuff and what not.., strangely enough I never really go back through the journals themselves but then I don’t need to , I have enough experience with the so called details my “themes” as it were , I don’t even think it would be necessary to re-read them. I can pretty much rattle off any pertinent details as there are so common. And to be truthful I can hardly read them anyways as most of them were written in the immediate moments of wakefulness and for that reason many of the entries are indecipherable.
Back at the beginning of the year I got an app for my phone that you record your dreams in. I can then upload them to my google drive as well but what I most like is that I can search for these themes without having to go through each and every entry. I can just type ship , or vessel in case I used a different word that day, and any sequence where I recorded that comes up
This past Monday I had just uploaded my entry…which was a pretty mundane entry...when for some reason my mind flashed back to that event from a couple of months back. I didn’t dwell on it but it did cause me to ponder briefly on the boundary between reality and dreams and what is real and what is not. At any rate I just saved the document and uploaded it when I was looking at the display and I got a notification. This is what it said:
“there is no spoon”
Now, my first reaction to this was “WTF does that mean”? My first thought was along the lines of it having to do with the bluetooth connection. I should say at this point that when it comes to entering my journals I have my apple BT keyboard married to my phone ( a sony z3) you can imagine with the details I tend to log it would be quite onerous to tap tap tap my log entries in on the phone keyboard. When I got my first android phone I was never able to pair the keyboard with the phone, even though it was bluetooth enabled. I soon found out it had something to do with th build of the BT software ( the stack I believe it was called) and though that has not been an issue in some time I thought he notification I got had something to do with that. I then googled my phone model and “there is no spoon” to find out, what if any was the issue/problem that I was experiencing. I only got a few hits and as it turned out, it seemed to have nothing to do with my phone. The reason why I was getting any returns at all was because the hits resulted in android themed forums and somebody (whose name I forgot) was using "there is no spoon" as his/hers signature.
I then thought that maybe it was an easter egg of some sort, it probably meant something to someone as it inspired somebody to use it as a signature so then I googled there is no spoon just as is. Immediately I got this:
About 48,300,000 results (0.37 seconds)
As many of you guys may realize it is a quote from the movie the Matrix and it concerns about what we perceive as real isn’t necessarily it is only what we perceive it to be, unless we know better Well, I guess it means something like that , it seems Buddhist in nature and I really don’t have any knowledge in Buddhist philosophy . I do know this though , My phone told me that there is no spoon. for the record I have seen the Matrix but only once or twice and even then I hadn’t watched it in years, well before I immersed myself into this forum and paranormal subjects and arguably became more aware …I did rent it from my local library and will watch it again this weekend. I had no recall of that line or even scene until after I had googled it.
I am struck to say the least that mere seconds after I had fleetingly questioned to myself about the nature of our reality, a little piece of electronic circuitry was telling me there was no spoon. I am not making this up, or joking or hoaxing, I have no reason to , it was not my imagination. I do have to consider again that it was an easter egg of some sort programmed by an impish developer but I have not been able to replicate whatever it was that I did to get that message. The fact is there was nothing to replicate, it’s not like I missed a keystroke or anything. The only thing that is involved is to turn off the BT on the phone, then turn off the BT on the keyboard. I do seem to recall turning off the keyboard first in this instance instead of turning off the BT on the phone first but as I said, I have connected and turned on and off my phone and keyboard in the attempt to get that message again, but so far nada..At any rate you have to admit is a hell of a coincidence even if you are not given to that sort of thing.
Your various inputs are welcomed.
About a month to a month half ago I experienced what I initially thought was some kind of schizophrenic episode or some kind of general disassociation episode. I’ve mentioned before that I have a fairly active dream life. As nerdish as it sounds I very much look forward to going to bed at night , I haven’t had a bad dream or nightmare in years…possible correlating to when I stopped having all those unpleasant hypnopompic attacks and now I pretty much call the shots. In many cases I have a real hands-on approach, not all cases but much of the time what I do is end up validating the reality of a certain sequence, what I mean is when I have one of those dreams where I am at school and I have a final exam and I am not prepared because I “was sick” or just didn’t show up for weeks I’ll tell myself within the dream “ it’s not real Wade, you’re an adult” “You finished high school over 30 years not ago” You live in LA and you have a job”. Another one involves when I’m out driving. in many cases I’m driving either my old FJ-40 or CJ-5 (jeeps) and I end up telling myself that “ No wade, you drive a ford ranger now, your jeep days are long gone.” Things like that. The one thing I have never gotten worked out is all those M.C. Escher landscapes or all those stairways, escalators, ramps, elevators that never, never, never take me to the floor or level I need to get to.
Well, one night I got carried away and micro-managed almost everything to where I was contradicting my choice of clothing even “ You do NOT own a pair of brown corduroys”, I was so active that night it pretty much taxed me, I probably didn’t get any sleep because I was as active sleeping as I was waking. I should mention that this is not something I strive for, it just happened. I am aware there are books and courses that supposedly helps you harness all this energy and take it a step forward , to the point where before you retire for the night you can set your agenda and let you determine how far to take something. I am not interested in pursuing this and I am happy where I am now. I am given to think it is this activity that led me to having all those hypnopompic attacks’ few years back but eventually I finally got a handle on these attacks and now as in my dreams I just go with the flow. The thing is in this case I think I was so overboard that I carried the dream aspects over into my waking life. What I mean is as I woke up I was trying to work out my morning schedule to see a friend who was sick and to see him before I went to work then I realized my friend wasn’t sick, actually I lost touch with him some time ago, there was no plans to contact him but I now remembered I had dreamt it. My next thought was that I had to pick up my truck before I went to work because it was in the shop when I realized it was not in the shop I had dreamt that as well. This was of course after altering the fact that it wasn’t a jeep that was being repaired it was a pickup .Lastly I was about to go out and get some coffee and bagels for breakfast when I realized I didn’t need to do so because I went grocery shopping the night before THEN I thought I had probably dreamed it and I did need to go out to the bagel shop. I got halfway there… a short two block walk… when I told myself “Wade you really DID get groceries last night, it was not a dream.” True enough I did, so I turned around and went back , I had just started measuring the coffee when I realized I couldn’t determine if I THOUGHT I went out to get coffee and bagels or I had dreamt it the evening before, this was merely minutes after I had actually done it
I then had a panic attack, my very first ever. I literally slumped down in a chair, held my head in my hands and thought these very words (no joking) “Wade, what DID you DO?” “You’re broken, you broke yourself” I pretty much spent the next couple of hours going online and trying to find out, what I was experiencing. I don’t have a particularly stressful life and there is no history of mental instability in my family, after a bit I calmed down decided what I needed was some distractions and there was nothing as distracting as going to work so I did and the rest of the day was uneventful and as of this date I have yet to experience anything remotely like this episode.
END PROLOGUE on to a couple of days ago
it may not surprise you guys that I record and log my dreams , as to be expected some are much, much more detailed than others. I’ve mentioned before I concentrate and focus more on the various aspects of some sequences more so than what the dream is about or maybe I should say what it seems to be about. Most notable are those previously mentioned stairs, Quonset huts, catwalks, construction sites, scaffolding, large sailing vessels with what should be deep drafts going down the middle of a city transiting a very small canal, you know the normal stuff and what not.., strangely enough I never really go back through the journals themselves but then I don’t need to , I have enough experience with the so called details my “themes” as it were , I don’t even think it would be necessary to re-read them. I can pretty much rattle off any pertinent details as there are so common. And to be truthful I can hardly read them anyways as most of them were written in the immediate moments of wakefulness and for that reason many of the entries are indecipherable.
Back at the beginning of the year I got an app for my phone that you record your dreams in. I can then upload them to my google drive as well but what I most like is that I can search for these themes without having to go through each and every entry. I can just type ship , or vessel in case I used a different word that day, and any sequence where I recorded that comes up
This past Monday I had just uploaded my entry…which was a pretty mundane entry...when for some reason my mind flashed back to that event from a couple of months back. I didn’t dwell on it but it did cause me to ponder briefly on the boundary between reality and dreams and what is real and what is not. At any rate I just saved the document and uploaded it when I was looking at the display and I got a notification. This is what it said:
“there is no spoon”
Now, my first reaction to this was “WTF does that mean”? My first thought was along the lines of it having to do with the bluetooth connection. I should say at this point that when it comes to entering my journals I have my apple BT keyboard married to my phone ( a sony z3) you can imagine with the details I tend to log it would be quite onerous to tap tap tap my log entries in on the phone keyboard. When I got my first android phone I was never able to pair the keyboard with the phone, even though it was bluetooth enabled. I soon found out it had something to do with th build of the BT software ( the stack I believe it was called) and though that has not been an issue in some time I thought he notification I got had something to do with that. I then googled my phone model and “there is no spoon” to find out, what if any was the issue/problem that I was experiencing. I only got a few hits and as it turned out, it seemed to have nothing to do with my phone. The reason why I was getting any returns at all was because the hits resulted in android themed forums and somebody (whose name I forgot) was using "there is no spoon" as his/hers signature.
I then thought that maybe it was an easter egg of some sort, it probably meant something to someone as it inspired somebody to use it as a signature so then I googled there is no spoon just as is. Immediately I got this:
About 48,300,000 results (0.37 seconds)
As many of you guys may realize it is a quote from the movie the Matrix and it concerns about what we perceive as real isn’t necessarily it is only what we perceive it to be, unless we know better Well, I guess it means something like that , it seems Buddhist in nature and I really don’t have any knowledge in Buddhist philosophy . I do know this though , My phone told me that there is no spoon. for the record I have seen the Matrix but only once or twice and even then I hadn’t watched it in years, well before I immersed myself into this forum and paranormal subjects and arguably became more aware …I did rent it from my local library and will watch it again this weekend. I had no recall of that line or even scene until after I had googled it.
I am struck to say the least that mere seconds after I had fleetingly questioned to myself about the nature of our reality, a little piece of electronic circuitry was telling me there was no spoon. I am not making this up, or joking or hoaxing, I have no reason to , it was not my imagination. I do have to consider again that it was an easter egg of some sort programmed by an impish developer but I have not been able to replicate whatever it was that I did to get that message. The fact is there was nothing to replicate, it’s not like I missed a keystroke or anything. The only thing that is involved is to turn off the BT on the phone, then turn off the BT on the keyboard. I do seem to recall turning off the keyboard first in this instance instead of turning off the BT on the phone first but as I said, I have connected and turned on and off my phone and keyboard in the attempt to get that message again, but so far nada..At any rate you have to admit is a hell of a coincidence even if you are not given to that sort of thing.
Your various inputs are welcomed.
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