Have you ever experienced something you can't explain?

I made a hole in a net and there were less holes than before

I experienced a physical sensation I've never experienced before or since when, as an experiment, I decided to pray and ask God if he actually existed.

I'm a deist now.

hindsight bias?

The topic is unexplained things, but you clearly have explanations you've already implicitly accepted for these phenomenon.
>i can magically predict the future
>a disembodied soul closed a door for no apparent reason
>a felt weird when asking a potentially life changing question because the creator of the universe thought that was the best proof of his existence

The fact that you decided to post these things in an "unexplained" thread seems to imply to that you still, at some level, realize your explanations are stupid, though.

Interesting. That happened to me in dreams when a teenager and a kid. I would see myself in a very specific situation, but anyone around me would have blurry faces. The other hint is that in the dream, I would feel a very specific emotion. Sometimes it didn't even made any sense, and just looked random. It happened like 5 times. In one case, I've imagined myself in a classroom I was never in before, with three people sitting in very specific poses looking to me and the emotion "joy". In a week or so I was inside that same classroom, telling a funny personal story to three classmates I wasn't very close to. It was lunchbreak, so they were sitting in a very unorganized way. In that moment I noticed the dream happened.

>there were less holes
>there were less
>less

autism activated
Every time I look, there are fewer people who can speak English

Spooky.

Oh, I know I can't explain it. I'm just am coming up with my best guess until I come up with enough data to reliably hypothesize.

I read the bible, but I did not yet know about religion.

God
>a lonely faggot that created his own simulation in his imagination

Adam and Eve
>God wanted to watch porn

Noach
>God experimented with the incest simulation

....
Turns out the bible is actualy a chemistry/minerallogy book.

I still dont know why the element sulphur is called the devil...

Yeah, sometimes I get strange abstract thoughts in my mind, that I can smell and feel, but I don't understand what they mean, or what they are trying to explain.

I think I might have some neurological disorder

statistical mechanics. it's like FUCK dude!

>best guess
None of them sounded like particularly thought out guesses. They all three seemed like somebody jumped swiftly to a conclusion, then labored to justify it.

A door closing on its own could have any number of external causes; he claimed there were no air drifts in the house, but the fact that there was a human moving around in a house will cause wind. Every time you close or open a door, you're going to cause a big gust, and the fact that he had just taken a shower means that there was a bunch of expanding warm air trapped in a small room that was suddenly released when he opened the bathroom door. I'm sure that got some air moving. This is just one possible explanation. It also could have been a rat or the door being imbalanced

Predicting the future sounds like a classic case of confirmation bias. If he thinks about something and nothing special happens related to those thoughts, he forgets about it. If he thinks about something and then something related happens, you remember it as proof of some supernatural predictive power. Consider the shear volume of thoughts you have in a day. It's inevitable that occasionally you'll think about something and then something related will later happen. There also may be subtle external ques that something is going to happen that you recognize subconsciously but don't consciously realize.

Believing in God after a designed experiment of directly asking him is the only one that isn't completely retarded. The details are too sparse for me to try to austistically come up with some alternate explanation like i did with these other two, though. Religious thinking can easily cause very weird mental reactions, though. I'm not surprised that you experienced some sort of religious ecstasy in such a dramatic spiritual moment

How many times you imagine such a secnario and it doesn't really happen, though?

* when i was 13 or so i saw three lights in the night sky that looked like big stars. they moved around each other in circles, then united with each other, and disappeared.

* i experimented with lucid dreaming and became very succesful. so much, that i can consciously registrate every single step of falling asleep. shortly before you start dreaming you feel a very strong sensation of acceleration for a short period of time. combined with my explorations in the dream worlds i am 99% sure that the consciousness leaves the body when you dream.

Could be the manifestation of some kind of synesthesia. Document it.

Alright, I might. I made some observations so far. One is that increasing the dopamine levels of my brain (Selegiline, Bupropion, Dexamphetamine) increase the rate of these happening, and some get overwhelming. The second, would be that sleep deprivation also increases the effects, and makes me have tremendously vivid closed eyes hallucinations.

The thing is that I didn't think it was anything like a wandering sould that did it. I just got surprised, then confused, and then started to get creeped out as I thought there might be a hobo in my house. To my relief, there was nobody there. But I have still tried everything to figure out how these doors opened/closed.

>A door closing on its own could have any number of external causes; he claimed there were no air drifts in the house, but the fact that there was a human moving around in a house will cause wind. Every time you close or open a door, you're going to cause a big gust, and the fact that he had just taken a shower means that there was a bunch of expanding warm air trapped in a small room that was suddenly released when he opened the bathroom door. I'm sure that got some air moving. This is just one possible explanation. It also could have been a rat or the door being imbalanced
nope nope nope nope. This was far from the first time I showered with all these factors included. It happened once. It didn't even happen any of the times when I had the windows open downstairs. The house layout just doesn't make any of your speculations possible. It's hard to explain but the bathroom is just too far away from even the stairs of the basement to even have any effect. The bathroom is ventilated and have a small window that let's out the warm air to prevent fogging on the mirrors. My grandparents don't like that. The only ventilation in my room is the window, and it wasn't open. Nothing in the house was open at that time except for the bathroom window which shouldn't have any effect to the doors downstairs unless there's a window open there too. There are neither any rodents there as that would have been noticed by now

Had only the window been open, I would have found a conclusion. But it didn't so that's why I am out of any scientific explanation. The door is even kind of heavy to close, but it was completely shut closed when I got there

The psychology of humor. Why do we laugh at another's humiliation or even their death but in reflection we fear and loathe these phenomena?The mind is irrational and twisted.

Because we know that humiliation and death of others are only observations. Fear and loathing of these same observations is just (you), being unable to make the choice. Should I laugh or cry?

well, the most obvious and simple explanation is that you closed the door and forgot about it, but I'm sure you will hold on the irrational but extremely typical human belief that you always remember everything that you do.

black rectangle UFO when was a kid, it was me and two other people, they ran away.

It sounded like a swarm of bees.

We actually laugh at unexpected events.

I sometimes get something similar to this when i think about locations i have an attachment to, like the schools I've been to (for some odd reason, never got it when thinking about the 3 different homes i've lived in). It's stronger the more stressful of a time i'm thinking of, going with the school example again, when i think of my first day moving to a new school, there is always a distinct smell, the same for every school. The smell is different depending on the situation though, like how i smell something similar to "hospital smell" when thinking about seriously awkward situations.
I don't really know how to word this properly, but this happens during the present, too. It isn't unique to memories. If i think i left the gas on, i can smell something which i have no idea how to describe.
In fact, thinking about that, most of the smells are indescribable... I have nothing to compare them to.
And HOLY GOD I DIDN'T INTEND TO CREATE A WALL OF TEXT, I JUST ZONED OUT

I'd feel guilty about deleting this massive wall of text, though.
It can stay.

If i were to stick a guinea pig up your ass i doubt your first instinct would be to laugh

>tfw no gf
Honestly, why does it feel the way it does?

True, but it would be if some third person stuck a guinea pig up yours.

I was unsure about the other user, but yours is clearly synesthesia. Your trigger is emotion and place, the reaction is smell. syndiscovery.com/synaesthesia-types/

I can relate to that, a lot. It's been a source of a lot of stress in my life. I used to visit this park near my house, at night to stargaze and just relax, walk and think of ideas. I somehow developed a very abstract feeling of belonging, or coming back home whenever I would visit. I was pretty depressed at the time, and that feeling was good enough to bring meaning into my life and motivate to stay productive. One day it just stopped, and I got obsessed with getting it back. Never worked out, sometimes when I am really tired I get a faint sense of it for less than a second, but then it's gone from my grasp again... I feel like I lost an important part of me, like I lost my home.

I feel like a schizo talking non-sense like this, to be honest. In fact, I tried explaining this to a psychiatrist once, and she wanted to get me into lithium...which I refused.

never. everything that i've experienced can be explained.

Life

fuck off stannis

Pretty much the dreamworld and how it's expanding into an arc rather than a series of short stories

The universe.

5 years ago I think it was I was reading about Project Stargate. I picked out somebody who was essentially a stranger to me from an IRC channel I went to. The day afterwards, when I had some quiet time to myself, I sat still focusing, trying to read this person's mind. The result was a brief, blurry vision of myself holding a chainsaw and my arm suddenly jerking as though to start it. Though I didn't really "see" it, I just picked up some colors and the idea of "chainsaw" just entered my mind. I asked them that day and it turns out they were indeed working using a chainsaw that day. There were two other cases with a different person in a different IRC channel that were also accurate but very broad descriptions. The important thing though is that it feels completely different from something like dreaming or visualizing. When your mind creates an image, it seems stark; it's never "blurry". I never got any false positives.

I get the same thing happen to me from time to time. Every place I have had some emotional event happen, is linked to a distinct smell that I know I never consciously thought of at the time, each smell is unique to the location, the further back the memory or the greater the emotional impact, the more vivid the smell. Even for places I only visited once.

wat'd he do wrong?

The overwhelming feeling of being a god who had himself born into this world in order to experience it.

>not being able to explain everything about the universe instantly
Brainlets, when will they learn?

yeah i got laid

I just tried this and also felt something like never before. A bubbling in my prefrontal cortex, my face feeling hot, my heart being seized.
I opened my eyes and realized that having been force fed Christianity since I was a tot, I must have some deep-seated psychological ties to the idea of God after years of slowly atheizing.

I've "seen the future" a few times before. Hasn't happened in a long time, but a few times when I was younger I'd have a dream that would later come true. It was all completely random shit, and I don't remember any of the extremely rare times it did happen except one which was about a year apart from the dream to reality. In the dream I was sitting on something and looking at some blurry dark figure in front of a pane of glass with a white background, the person then recoiled because they had bumped their head against a wind chime that was sitting inside hanging from the glass. They straightened it out and shifted position a little and the dream stopped there. Around a year later my parents had a friend of theirs over and he was sitting on top of this wooden chest we have in front of the living room window, and I was on the couch opposite it. The friend was wearing a dark rain jacked because It was overcast that day, but the clouds were really light gray (with the light coming through them they were basically glowing white). Sometime while siting there listening to my parents talk with him, he bumped his head on the wind chime decoration we had hanging inside. the very moment he did that I recalled the dream I'd had and idk, for some reason that one little experience has stuck with me and I can't explain it.

Best guess is that either I dreamed some things at complete random and they just so happened to align with reality at some times, or that I had a few experiences of legitimate deja-vu where the dream never existed until after the event happened. My only problem with the deja-vu thing is that, while I only dreamed it once, I do remember recalling that dream and thinking about it for no particular reason at all at least a couple times between when I "saw it" and it actually happened which would mean that my deja-vu fabricated those moments as well, which as far as I can tell is not how it is suppose to work.

Can our enjoyment for music be explained?

Why does our brain differentiate between the sound of music in comparison to just any other random assortment of sound? Why do the different kinds of music please some, while offending others?

i can't explain words so easily to people desu

With any sense you're going to prefer some sort of stimuli over another

Music by itself is not enjoyable, it's literally just background noise. You can relate some of the sounds in it to activities / events that happened near and around you when you heard them and then upon hearing those sounds again recall your experiences, but that degrades over time and it's "never as good as the first time" because the first time contained the actual experience. People who love music are the equivalent of drug addicts. There's nothing wrong with music itself, and in moderation it can enhance experiences, but if you listen to music all the time or have playlists that you frequent then you need to therapy.

the lack of reason for being.

maybe its not so much that I can't explain so much as there is a part of me that demands an explanation and is upset there isn't one.

I can say that this is the most scientific explanation but that doesn't really mean it have to be true as it's based on the rational thought of physics. What I can say is that I am dead sure I didn't close the door. I've never in my entire life touched that door as it's always open to make air flow through. I have tried to think that it was just me who closed it but I actually completely recall that I didn't touch it.

>If you have playlists that you frequent then you need therapy
Source? I think almost all people have a group of favorite songs they tend to listen

We are in a simulation and the retards running it sometimes forget things. The pen ink bug is a great example.

>pen ink bug
whats that?

laughter comes when strained expectation turns to nothing

these desu, I sometimes get so creeped out that it makes me want to kill myself

>Dere be two type of niggas
>Dey who intuitively comprehend dat colors ain't frequencies or patterns
>Dey who do not comprehend de aforemention

>One day it just stopped, and I got obsessed with getting it back. Never worked out, sometimes when I am really tired I get a faint sense of it for less than a second, but then it's gone from my grasp again... I feel like I lost an important part of me, like I lost my home.

i still faintly remember the feeling, like when nobody knows where you are. no responsibility, i still cling to that feeling, but it's so hard getting it, bordering on impossible.

i know it, i know it so bad

the word 'hole' has a plural form and is a discrete concept so 'fewer' is preferred over 'less'
really though that user is just being a faggot. he and everyone else clearly knew what meant.

I saw a leaf explode once. I was at my lawn staring at a leaf and it exploded. It made a loud sound(like those shitty fireworks that do nothing but explode). It flashed really bright around the leaf(1inch radius around it so not a circle) but didn't dissipate. After the explosion the leaf disappeared.

sounds like some sort of chemical reaction

I saw God.

From 1 to 10 how fuckable was she?

LMFAO OP IS A BUNDLE OF STICKS FAGGOT OMG GET IT
THANKS FOR THE (YOU)S

God-tier.

...

One time I ate 8 brownies due to having not ate for 3 days (GI virus)

Found out it was pot brownies , but didn't know it at the time I ate them.

>2 hours after eating brownies
>my L arm gives out, hard to move
>my right arm gives out
>my head is spacey as heck
>can't concentrate on simple tasks
>stand up and the world spins around me
>time perception is completely off track, what seems like 5 minutes is actually 2 hours and what seems like 2 hours is actually minutes
>think I'm just severely dehydrated
>can't stand up to go to the sink
>end up dialing 911

Couldn't explain the situation to the paramedics on scene, they did a tox screen and I was positive for cannibinoids
Spend the next 8 hours in the ER in some detox room in the back corner receiving IV fluids and I guess I pissed myself cuz I woke up wearing a diaper

>friend tells me that I ingested about 320mg of cannibinoids

Virginity.

Women.

they're just another, more risky, form of gambling
put money in, get sex out, with a chance of going to prison for doing nothing at all
the amount of sex output is directly related to how attractive you are, with a hard cap of no sex around 20% and softer caps every 20% above it

> Take DMT.
> Achieve a 'breakthrough.'
> Come 'back' after experiencing a sense I was away for days, communing with an enclave of other beings in a nonphysical place outside this reality.
> Have Latin phrase "Non est ad astra mollis e terris via" burned in my mind. No recollection of having read or heard it before.

That is really all there is to it. My best guess has been that I overheard something on the television or such when I was 'away', and it made me recall the quote.

I can't explain why I'm such a failure

Laughter is a defense mechanism.

That's exactly my case: I'm aware I had the dream before experiencing the false deja vu, because I actually tested it. Another I dreamed was me in the night entering a door in a completely random building I never saw before. Months later I was invited to a birthday party at a friend's house (which was a 30 store building with two identical neighbour buildings). It was the whole day playing around, and then he invited me to play basketball inside a court that was located in one of the neighbour buildings, when we were in front of the door of the court I noticed it was just like my dream.

Why a girl asked me for my number today.

Just once. Once some friends and I were exploring a dark cave and I literally saw a thought bubble pop up over the head of the kid I got along with the most. It was just like when you sort of see something in a dream right before you wake up and it fades, and in the cloud I saw the image of a witch riding a broom.
So I told the kid "You're... Thinking of witches" and he was very shocked and asked me how I knew, and kept trying to get me to read his mind for a while (if only).

Fuck off this is a science board and nobody gives a fuck

I can't truly explain anything I've ever experienced, or experience itself.

I was on a causse in the South of France and saw blue clouds. I can't explain that, though I imagine someone could.

stop reinforcing the stereotype that STEM majors are half-literate autists.

How do you know that the clouds were blue?

Once I was watching a movie by myself and I stood up to get myself a snack from the kitchen. I sometimes get lightheaded upon standing, but this time my knees completely buckled and I fell back in my seat. I couldn't move or say anything for over 20 minutes, and I went from feeling very hot to very cold during this time. My paralysis went away gradually over a couple of minutes afterwards.

As soon as I turned 23, I became unable to drink beer. I could chug and chug it when I was younger, but now its like a few sips gives me a killer headache. Have no idea how this happened

>be 4 to 5 years old
>bed time
>go to the hallway
>gotta walk past the bathroom to get to the kitchen
>dad smokes in kitchen before bedtime
>see dad in kitchen smoking a cigarette
>say good night and go to bedroom
>passing bathroom
>dad is on toilet
>he sees me and closes the door cuz hes taking a shit
>what the fuck, dad is in kitchen
>walk back to kitchen
>dad is still there, still smoking
>walk back to bathroom
>door is ajar, but no one is in there

idk what that was, but it freaks me out to this day (I'm 28 now)

My whole life experience, me being conscious is something I can't explain.

i know this.

>mother calls me down
>rush down the stairs as always
>starts telling me "clean floors" and whatnot
>see my eyes fade to black
>fall on floor
>me "i cant see"
>mom " stop trying to get out of your duties"
>slowly regain senses
>stands up still dizzy
>noone belives me

Reading your post is making me anxious. I hate pot brownies. Those trips can last for days.

>a few sips gives me a killer headache. Have no idea how this happened

Probably the additives. This happened to me but then I discovered German Beer and the "pure beer law". Now all good, but a class of the gaseous concoction known as 'beer' in the US or most other countries and I have a killer headache.

>Non est ad astra mollis e terris via

There is no easy way from the earth to the stars

Cool!

Just a run of the mill hallucination my dude. Brains hallucinate all the time based on expectations it is just that usually there is nothing to tell it that it was wrong (and usually it is right).

when you poop and the toilet paper is clean and the bowl is empty
spooky man

At the age of 5 or 6 (or 7. Fuck knows) I was in bed and heard creaking and saw my office chair was spinning back and forth, slowly. I freaked out and sought refuge in my parents' bed.

I don't think I gave it much thought afterwards, but it was probably a hallucination. Maybe the mind is more impressionable at that age.