This is going to be a longer read. I’ll try to get my paragraphs and punctuation right.

To preface, but not to toot my horn, I have always been advanced. I was able to read books out loud to my parents at 2 (even if it was a new book from the library) and was in AP/college level courses in 9th grade. I learn things fast and see patterns in a lot of things.

When I was younger (I think it started at around 10 y.o and went until 21 y.o), I would have vivid dreams that would play out in the oncoming weeks. I would see people in my dreams or talk to them, and then when I would meet them, I would have waves of Déjà vu and that weird out of body experience that I had already been there, met this person, had this conversation. I kept most of these experiences to myself because I wasn’t sure if it was normal, or if I was having some sort of mental issue.

When I turned 21, I started drinking, and it dulled that feeling of déjà vu. I was essentially numbing myself of those feelings by having a beer or two a day. It was a blessing, because like I said, I thought I was losing it. =)

I could go on about al of the crazy encounters I have had with people (everything from being recognized by them when we've never met, to being told that I don't need to prepare, that I have the tools needed for when the time comes and so much more. It truly is a strange existence here).

About 8 years ago, I hit a rough patch with the lady I was seeing, and treated myself to a few weeks of sobriety. Things got weird.

Examples: Day 3 of sobriety, was hanging out with a coworker that I had never been out with, and I was talking about the déjà vu feeling coming back and the feelings of seeing things before they happen. He stopped me and said “What if I told you that the next people to come through the front door are 3 people, a man in a red shirt and jeans, a lady in a pink dress, and a man with a green shirt and cowboy hat. This restaurant we were in is saloon style in a strip mall, so there was one side that was the entrance with glass windows. No one was walking up or hanging out outside. Seven minutes later (kept time on my watch) in comes Red Shirt, Pink Dress, and Cowboy hat (with all the other mentioned identifiers). Mind blown. (my friend said he knew about the gifts people have and he knew I "had it too" and that there was a plan for us, it would just come in time. He told me he had met about 10 other people 'like us' and that we were always drawn to each other somehow. He said that we are stronger when we are together. At the time I thought he was crazy, but predicting people like that... I just don't know)

Day 5. Hanging out with the same friend at the same restaurant. I started getting light-headed (felt like low BP). I went outside to take a 5 minute lay down in my car. My car is across the parking lot from the restaurant (I had an ITR and always parked away from other cars) and windows were up and I am trying to rest. I heard in my head my friend greeting a bunch of coworkers who immediately started talking shit about my breakup. I heard everything they said and even felt like I was standing in the restaurant. I could feel their gestures. About 4 minutes into my laydown, I knew my friend was coming out to my car to check on me. I opened my door before opening my eyes, and there he is, about 6 feet from my car. I proceed to get up and without a word said between the two of us, I walk inside and told each person what they said about me while I was gone and justified everything I had done.

1 month into sobriety (it turned into a long break). I was in Atlantis (in Nassau) and my buddy and I went down to play some black jack. The air felt electric… I could feel it. We sat down at a table and started playing. About 3 hands in, I started ‘seeing’ the cards a few turns before they got dealt. I told my buddy, he said “B/s” and so the next hand (and for the next 3 hands) I would call the cards we would get AFTER the deck was shuffled but BEFORE they were dealt. I knew what the dealer was going to do before the person said hit or pass or stand AND I told my buddy that was with me. His mind was blown, but it was becoming standard for me at that point.

Needless to say, I am back on the wagon and drink a beer or two a day because I hate spoilers, but sometimes I do treat myself to some sobriety. My fiancé wishes that I would stop the drinking and get back to practicing, because she has seen my precog-shit first hand, and it is legit to her.

Manifestation is a whole ‘nother story for a whole ‘nother time, but it is real, and the technique doesn’t matter (drinking charged water, or knowing it’s already going to happen, blah blah). Each person has their own way to tap into their consciousness that makes reality…

I hope I don’t come across as any crazier than the person reading this. Thanks for the read, Frens. Stay safe and stay smart!

This is going to be a longer read. I’ll try to get my paragraphs and punctuation right.

To preface, but not to toot my horn, I have always been advanced. I was able to read books out loud to my parents at 2 (even if it was a new book from the library) and was in AP/college level courses in 9th grade. I learn things fast and see patterns in a lot of things.

When I was younger (I think it started at around 10 y.o and went until 21 y.o), I would have vivid dreams that would play out in the oncoming weeks. I would see people in my dreams or talk to them, and then when I would meet them, I would have waves of Déjà vu and that weird out of body experience that I had already been there, met this person, had this conversation. I kept most of these experiences to myself because I wasn’t sure if it was normal, or if I was having some sort of mental issue.

When I turned 21, I started drinking, and it dulled that feeling of déjà vu. I was essentially numbing myself of those feelings by having a beer or two a day. It was a blessing, because like I said, I thought I was losing it. =)

I could go on about al of the crazy encounters I have had with people (everything from being recognized by them when we've never met, to being told that I don't need to prepare, that I have the tools needed for when the time comes and so much more. It truly is a strange existence here).

About 8 years ago, I hit a rough patch with the lady I was seeing, and treated myself to a few weeks of sobriety. Things got weird.

Examples: Day 3 of sobriety, was hanging out with a coworker that I had never been out with, and I was talking about the déjà vu feeling coming back and the feelings of seeing things before they happen. He stopped me and said “What if I told you that the next people to come through the front door are 3 people, a man in a red shirt and jeans, a lady in a pink dress, and a man with a green shirt and cowboy hat. This restaurant we were in is saloon style in a strip mall, so there was one side that was the entrance with glass windows. No one was walking up or hanging out outside. Seven minutes later (kept time on my watch) in comes Red Shirt, Pink Dress, and Cowboy hat (with all the other mentioned identifiers). Mind blown. (my friend said he knew about the gifts people have and he knew I "had it too" and that there was a plan for us, it would just come in time. At the time I thought he was crazy, but I don't know)

Day 5. Hanging out with the same friend at the same restaurant. I started getting light-headed (felt like low BP). I went outside to take a 5 minute lay down in my car. My car is across the parking lot from the restaurant (I had an ITR and always parked away from other cars) and windows were up and I am trying to rest. I heard in my head my friend greeting a bunch of coworkers who immediately started talking shit about my breakup. I heard everything they said and even felt like I was standing in the restaurant. I could feel their gestures. About 4 minutes into my laydown, I knew my friend was coming out to my car to check on me. I opened my door before opening my eyes, and there he is, about 6 feet from my car. I proceed to get up and without a word said between the two of us, I walk inside and told each person what they said about me while I was gone and justified everything I had done.

1 month into sobriety (it turned into a long break). I was in Atlantis (in Nassau) and my buddy and I went down to play some black jack. The air felt electric… I could feel it. We sat down at a table and started playing. About 3 hands in, I started ‘seeing’ the cards a few turns before they got dealt. I told my buddy, he said “B/s” and so the next hand (and for the next 3 hands) I would call the cards we would get AFTER the deck was shuffled but BEFORE they were dealt. I knew what the dealer was going to do before the person said hit or pass or stand AND I told my buddy that was with me. His mind was blown, but it was becoming standard for me at that point.

Needless to say, I am back on the wagon and drink a beer or two a day because I hate spoilers, but sometimes I do treat myself to some sobriety. My fiancé wishes that I would stop the drinking and get back to practicing, because she has seen my precog-shit first hand, and it is legit to her.

Manifestation is a whole ‘nother story for a whole ‘nother time, but it is real, and the technique doesn’t matter (drinking charged water, or knowing it’s already going to happen, blah blah). Each person has their own way to tap into their consciousness that makes reality…

I hope I don’t come across as any crazier than the person reading this. Thanks for the read, Frens. Stay safe and stay smart!