5 True TIME SLIP Stories | Glitch In The Matrix Tales 

What i love most about these timeslip videos is the comments sections. They're full of normal people telling their own weird and wonderful timeslip stories thst seem to occur at random out of the most mundane and ordinary circumstances such as going shopping, stopping for a cigarette or lighting a fire. I l love reading them all and they really challenge my ideas about the nature of time and the universe.

wow! i had a time slip in France. I went over there for a month as an "exchange student" when i was 17, ages ago (the 80's). the mom, her daughter and I went to the Chantilly castle for a tour. I remember feeling like I was back home. It seemed very familiar to me, the stables, the workers apartments and the castle. so, I was still not understanding 100% of everything said in French so i was sort of in my own little world. the last part of the tour we entered a bedroom, which was a bit aged. All of a sudden, everything went quiet. I couldn't hear the tour guide speaking in French. the room changed. it went from dull and old to bright and new. I could see the line of the 'secret door' in the wall. I didn't freak out, but stood there in awe, looking around. No one else was in the room with me. everything looked brand new, the bed linens, the wallpaper and paint etc...it probably only lasted a few seconds, but it felt like minutes to me. then just as sudden as the quiet, came the noise. the room was dull and old and full of tourists. We exited the room to a huge hallway, and my attention went to the right. there was a big spiral staircase that was dark and roped off. I found myself walking toward it, like I knew where I was going. I stopped myself in about 2 steps because everyone was going to other direction. and I noticed it was roped off. I just had this strong urge to go there. I've done a few past life regressions and definitely lived or visited the castle in other lives. I would really like to go back now as an adult who sort of understands what is going on, and see if anything else happens.

Once you accept what you know as fact, and stop believing what people say is impossible, is the moment you realize that our world is not what it is perceived to be... It is much more complicated than can be explained. And you begin to notice these 'glitches' or whatever you may call them, regularly. You become more open to the reality of endless possibilities, instead of living in a bubble of conformity.

The British accent is hands down the most fascinating in telling us tales of the macabre. The intonations brings the stories to life.

I had a strange experience about 3 years ago, which still baffles me. My work involved delivering stuff house to house. I called at the end house of a terrace in my area, which had all kinds of garden ornaments and signs on the door extolling the virtues of being Irish ☘️ I had a good chat with a woman in her sixties, who had a broad Irish accent and black hair. (This isn’t in Ireland though). Anyway, about a month later I had to call there again….same garden ornaments, same Irish signs….and a young English woman came to the door. I casually mentioned the nice Irish lady I met last time, and was she a visitor? The woman looked at me, puzzled, and said they’d not had any visitors for over a year. I asked if perhaps she had just moved into that house then, and she told me she’d lived there for 17 years…….

My Mom and I were very close, We talked every day. When she passed away I missed her so much. My grief was almost unbearable. One day it was so bad I actually felt like I could lose my mind. About 4 in the afternoon I decided to take a nap. I laid in bed and a second later the door opened and my mom walked in, got in bed, looked me right in the eye and said," Patti, get a grip." Then she was gone. To this day, that terrible grief has not returned, though I do miss her, and sometimes I have to tell myself, "Patti, get a grip."

I had a time slip happen to me when I was 5 or 6. I was travelling in my parents car down my street, which I knew very well naturally, when all of a sudden the view outside the window completely changed. It had gone from a suburban street to a tree-lined Avenue with grassy land behind the rows of trees on either side of the road. The grass was a curious yellow colour and like nothing I’d seen before since England isn’t known for summer dry grass. I was completely stunned for the few seconds the vista lasted and promptly forgot all about it until a few years later when I was about 8. By this time we’d moved from England to Australia and my parents had taken us all to visit Sovereign Hill in Ballarat and we drove down the Avenue of Honour. It was then that the memory of the incident in England came rushing back and I knew that this was the place I’d seen when the road changed. It still amazes me when I remember it.

I was born in the Balkans and my family and me fleed to Denmark, when the war broke out in 1992. I pretty much grew up in Denmark, but could still remember our old village in the Balkans. I loved to play football at a school nearby where we lived in Denmark. One day as I was walking to the school, suddenly everything changed and I found myself walking the road to our village. I started running to where I remember our village house was and just as I was running through a corner everything went back to normal.. I told my parents, but nobody believed me.. Sorry for bad english

It was in the 80 's and I was kneeling before the fireplace laying wood to start a fire. I had not one but many "time slips" as I saw myself laying fires further and further back in time. The fireplaces changed, just winking from one to another and in each I'm kneeling preparing a fire. . I didn't notice if I changed as I was so engrossed in the changing fireplaces and even firepits in front of me. I realized that I had done this very thing for so many times. I don't know how long it lasted but realized I'd been around this earth a VERY LONG TIME. It was a soothing and comforting experience.

Time slip may have happened to me. When I was 11, I went with my class to the Cloisters in NYC (an old monastery with garden grounds). I was separated from the others for a brief bit. At one point I came across a family sitting under a tree. I watched them for a minute from a small distance. A man sat in his shirtsleeves. Two girls were dancing, barefoot in old fashioned white dresses. I noticed the older girl (14?) had a flushed face. A boy played a guitar. There was a lot of laughing and giggling. I left and found my friends in another part of the garden. I went back with one of my buddies to that spot and there was no tree, no family. Only a bed of yellow tulips.

My parents experienced a time slip in Bristol, England. They came out of Marks and Spencer in the centre and everything was different. There were no people around, it was very quiet, and they felt really disoriented and couldn't remember how to get back to their car. They hadn't heard of time slips until they told me the story and I told them it was called a "time slip".

Holy crap! No joke! That baby carriage thing happened EXACTLY the same way to me about 10 years ago. Except I don't have a doughter, it was my mom, brother and dad in the car with me at night. I had just picked my brother up from night college classes and was driving back home. Everything normal until all of a sudden everything turned into like old west 1800s, dirt road, only a few wooden buildings along the road and this lady about to cross the road pushing a very simple wooden baby carriage so I hit the brakes. My dad was like "What are you doing? The light is green and you're like a mile away from it." I couldn't even say anything until we got home.

Holy hell! I just spent 2 1/2 hours reading these comments... felt like 20mins. Different kind of time slip I suppose ✌️

My mother has one of this experiences Once she went downstairs to 32 st to take the subway in Manhattan, but she was surprised to see the train arriving and people dressing out of time, there was people paying with tokens . This was in 2016 tokens were long gone ,she was confused went back to upstairs thinking she was in the wrong station , so she was at the right station , went downstairs again and everything was back to normal.

I might not believe this is possible..except that it actually happened to me! Just for a few seconds..like these people describe.When I was growing up my family lived in a neighborhood where a new housing development was built over old farm land.I remember looking over at this big white house on open land.There were woman carrying buckets of water out in front.They were wearing old fashioned dresses.I was old enough to know that no one looked like that anymore,so I thought it was strange.I looked again and the house was gone..there wasn't an open space but a street with lots of houses.It freaked me out so much that I blocked it out of my mind,until this reminded me.There is so much we're only starting to understand!

This happened to me!!! When I was about 11 years old, I thought I was imagining it but I was walking on the road with no one around and I blinked and then I was in the same road with loads of people in 1800's/ early 1900s clothes walking up the hill towards me smiling and laughing and no one acknowledged me. I turned the corner and then everyone was gone and i was back in the 2000s. I genuinely put it down to a daydream but it felt so real. I could smell different smells and the whole street was different, the houses weren't there and the whole layout was different !! This video made me cry, I didn't imagine it !!!! It lasted less than 5 minutes and has vividly stayed with me ever since.

Glad to stumble here! About 15 years ago my mom called me from out of state a little shook up. She was on the city bus when she saw a group of people dressed from the 1800s and she thought there was an event going on somewhere. What made it wierd was that they were holding onto each other with frightened faces. She felt creeped out because they stared right at her. She asked her friend sitting next to her if she was seeing the same thing but her friend was confused since it only lasted a minute. My mom thought she was seeing ghost in broad daylight but now I'm thinking she witnessed a time slip!!

In 2002 I was traveling down US Interstate 65 to Mobile. Around Greenville, I entered a severe thunderstorm that lasted less than a minute. Just an isolated shower and I thought nothing of it. I'd traveled all the way to the Mobile County line, almost two hours further down the road. When I got to my grandparents' house, my watch and the clock on the stereo in my truck were two hours behind.

I wonder sometimes if this could be responsible for some people disappearing permanently.

I've never experienced time travel before... well not like those stories. When I was in my teens I was fascinated with my dreams so I would keep a pencil and paper beside my bed and as soon as I woke up in the morning I would write down my dreams, no matter how abstract or insignificant they were. When I was 16 I wrote down a dream that came true 6 months later not long after I had turned 17 that was exactly the same scene from my dream. To this day, at 41 years old, I still have no explanation for it. How can you see the future in a dream??? About my dream... I had just got my learner's license the previous summer, since I was 16, and my parents had also divorced the same year so my Dad moved away. During that time that he no longer lived with us, I was "intending" to remember my dreams so that's why I kept a little notepad and pencil on my bedstand. The dream went like this: It was a bright sunny day and I was driving on a wide road with 2 lanes going either way and I was coming over the crest of a hill and starting to descend down the other side when I saw a little red sports car coming up the opposite way. I heard a voice beside me say, "do you notice anything weird about that car?", and then the dream ended. 6 months later in July, my Dad came back home to pick up my Sister and I to take us on vacation to visit him and he let me drive his truck. We started ascending the first big hill of the highway towards the coast and as soon as we went over the crest of the first hill and started descending, a little red British MG was the only car in sight coming up the opposite way and my Dad said, "do you notice anything weird about that car?". I said no, and as I said it, I started to realize what just happened and froze in disbelief and confusion. He said, "Look where the driver's sitting", and I realized he the driver was on the right hand side of the car, not the left. The dream is pointless but has changed the way I see life forever.

That’s weird. Me and my friends had the same experience. 1997, Philippines. On our way home the radio station music kept on changing from 90s, 80’s, all the way to the 50’s as if we were slowly traveling back in time. Suddenly, all we were hearing was static noise. We were all so focus on what was going on with the radio station and didn’t realize there was a huge truck (18 wheeler) blocking the entire two lane high way. For sure, we all thought we were going to die because of the speed of the car we were on. Suddenly, we all woke up on the side of the road. No body remember what just happened except for the driver. Then slowly, everyone started recalling. The truck looked like a World War Two Japanese truck. Such a weird experience, we all vowed not to tell anyone. But hearing so many similar stories made me think why not share my experience.

The first story here, on this video was taken from a man named Tom Slemen. who writes books about Liverpool and my city's haunted past. He also writes about time slips. This story, about the Bold St time slip is taken from one of his 'Haunted Liverpool' books. I have many of his books that I purchased and the first story above, is in one of them. I have had many weird events happen to me in my lifetime. I have also experienced weird events concerning UFOs [when I have seen them when awake, or experienced them as I slept]. One incident which particularly stands out for me, was when a giant UFO suddenly appeared in the sky before me, out of nowhere. There was no shape to this thing, it was black, and it appeared suddenly as it silently glided over the river until I lost sight of it. It shocked the life out of me and to this day, that is one sighting I will always remember.

I've never experienced a time slip like this but have experienced waking up a few times into where I think was a parallel dimension or time and space, until I open my eyes everything carries on, one time I felt as though I was in a monastery and heard a handful of men chanting what I later found out was Om, I found the exact same chant on RU-vid believe it or not! Other times I've felt someone tapping me and when I open my eyes they're gone. My daughter and I also experienced a glitch when driving away from LGW airport - a plane heading towards us parallel to the motorway and really low down just stopped in mid air, we drove past it and it just disappeared. There was no runway there either it was just fields. My daughter was so shocked and happy she'd experienced something so unexplainable! I have so many experiences that sometimes I don't even feel surprised, besides if you talk about them people think your crazy ha ha!

I really want to travel back to my childhood days so that I can see my late mother once again..hug her and tell her how much I Love her...😢😢

Upon moving back down to southern CA, I was living with one of my best friends. One night I had a dream where I woke up and was sitting in the garage. The room I was staying in had been converted from a garage. The cupboards in the hall all had different handles and the kitchen was completely different and seemed tiny. Instead of the current opening to the family room, it ended with what appeared to be a Dutch door going straight to the backyard that had a bunch of fruit trees. As I moved to the front room, I noticed the sofa and chair looked like it was from the "I Love Lucy" set. I walked toward the front door and took a peek outside and the cars on the street looked like fairlanes or edsels. I heard the chime of an ice cream truck and then woke up to my alarm. When I described the surroundings to my friend, she said "oh my god... that's exactly how the floor plan was before the remodel back in the late 70s!" Weird.

I'm from Liverpool. And I have a close family friend that once owned a shop on bold Street in the 80s. He swears he had a time slip into the 50s and this guy is a huge tough old school scouser and NOT someone who tells tales or lies for attention. Many stories on bold Street time slips exist. Proving it is impossible but I believe my friend based on his character. ✌

I experienced one of these “Time Slips” a few years ago. Julie (my better half for over 30 years) and I were at a gas station that had a mini-mart. We pulled in to gas up our truck. She decided to go into the store to get us an iced latte while I put gas in the truck. The truck had two tanks. I filled one tank, glanced over toward the store and I could see her inside looking at the snacks. I started putting gas in the second tank and glanced back to the store and but she was already out was walking toward me with a styrofoam cup in each hand. She was perhaps no more than about 25 feet from me at the moment I looked. I turned my attention back to the gas pump for a second or two then looked back toward her but she was gone. I looked at the store and saw she was now standing at the checkout counter paying for something. At this point I didn't think anything of it. Figured she'd forgotten to buy something and had gone back inside to do that. Once again I turned my attention back to the gas pump. After a short time, maybe half a minute or so, I looked back to see if she was still in the store but now she was out of the store, walking toward me with a cup in each hand, exactly as I had seen her just a couple minutes earlier. I still thought nothing of it. Nothing seemed unusual at all. She went around to the passenger side and got into the truck. I finished with the pump and got into the truck. She handed me the drink and I asked her why she went back into the store. She had no idea what I was talking about. I explained that I'd seen her walking toward me with the drinks and that when I looked again she was back inside the store. She had no idea what I was talking about. None of this made any sense to her because she'd only been in the store one time, got the drinks and came back to the truck. But there was no mistaking what I experienced. The first instance of her walking toward me and the second instance were identical in every way. It was as if I had glimpsed into the future for just a few seconds.

When I was about five years old, I asked my mother about the place we lived in where it snowed. I clearly recall getting out of a bed with a patchwork quilt, walking across a polished wooden floor, kneeling on the window seat and looking out at very deep snow almost half way up the "christmas trees" (pine trees like you see in Christmas movies from the U.S. - I am Australian born) and feeling very excited. I had a long nightdress on and bare feet, and the room was at the top of a house, but interestingly, my body seemed to be the age of about 9 years old. My mother said, "we've never lived where it snowed like that" and I actually argued with her for a bit (I was a very quiet, well-behaved child, so arguing was unusual for me at that time). Many years later, I brought up this incident to her; she said the only snow we'd seen was during winter in a town in New South Wales, and it was light snow, not very heavy (and I clearly recalled that time, and how I'd slept in a caravan with my family and was cold all night) so I said "yes I remember that time, but I'm talking about a place with pine trees and deep snow" and she said, "We've never lived in a place like that". And of course, we hadn't. I had recalled a past life in Canada, from about a 100 years ago. Again, when I was about 7, I recalled a memory of seeing my father walking through a textile factory, hands behind his back, stopping to talk with workers or adjust some machinery. As an adult I asked my mother about this, and did we go to see Dad at his workplace in the textile factory when I was very young? And she said "We couldn't have, he worked there before you were born, but was working at a different job after your birth". So I thought about my memory of this, so clear to this day, and I realized my "point of view" of my father was high up behind him, as though I were a balloon on a string. Meaning, I'd gone to check him out before I was born. And he did walk like that; a panther-like stroll with his hands behind his back. My brother walks the same way. Both of these "memories" are as clear as if they happened five minutes ago. After the age of 4, I only saw my father about 8 times, mostly during adulthood, as my parents separated then. I knew my father better than my mother; she never had to explain his character to me. He and I had a lot of history.

After watching a couple of other time slip videos, I began to remember a couple of things that happened to me. I don't remember the exact details, including the exact words people said, but I'll share them anyway. I don't remember these events that well, because I ended up just shrugging them off as mistakes that we made. No one could make sense of them so they just faded from my memory. I used to live in Liverpool, as a student, in the mid 2000s and walked up and down Bold Street. I'm not sure if my first story takes place on that street or nearby, but I was walking with my friends and then one of them turns to me with a puzzled look on his face and asks what happened to me or where I went. I asked him what he was talking about and he claimed that I had disappeared. Again I asked him what he was talking about and suggested that he must have just lost sight of me in the crowd. But he insisted that I had completely vanished and (I think, if I remember rightly) most of the others also claimed that I vanished. So apparently I disappeared for a few seconds but I don't remember anything unusual happening to me. My second story took place years before then when I was a little kid. I was on holiday in Spain. My mum was Spanish and she grew up in this house that's beside the sea, which she then inherited and my parents built it up, adding extra floors. As it's by the sea, the road and pavements go around in curves. So as we were kids, my brother and I would run around a lot and we liked to run back to the house, as we were coming home from town, and we would start when we were near it. So from where we started running there were a couple of curves and corners until we get to the house. Now, I'm not 100% sure if this happened to me or my brother as we're close and I could be remembering what he relayed to me, but I believe the weird thing happened to me. So I get a head start on running back to the house and so I run and go around the corner and knew I was a fair distance from the house (that's probably why my brother didn't want to start running). But I look down as I'm running and I pass a corner and suddenly there's the house. I look around confused as I knew I couldn't have made it there so quickly and I only went around one corner. I was wondering if I had been mistaken and I started running when I was closer than I thought. I start to get a little scared as my mum and brother don't turn up. I go around the corner and they're not there. Eventually they turn up. They start wondering how I got there. My brother said I must have ran really really fast to get there. So we're all confused as to how I got there. For years since then I had tried to keep a mental note of how many curves there are from town to the house and what all landmarks were: the shops, and the little chapel. I've had a bunch of weird things happen around me, but I'll just share the glitch stories here. Sorry that was long.

I had a similar experience a week ago. I was at my father's house and I tried to rest my hand on an old oil heater which we removed 20-25 years ago. I remember clearly seeing it next to me and at this time of the year it should have been nicely cold. Guess what? My eyes saw it, but my hand missed it. There was nothing to put my hand on. Sometimes it is a mind trick - our mind slips back in time and we almost feel our surroundings as they were many years ago.

I had past life memories as a child that blew my parents away- born in 1951 I knew every word to the old WW2 songs, had memories of a red haired Mother, a horsehair couch, a tiny TV, old people in a tiny house in a corn field with newspapers on the wall who were always happy to see me, being on a beach with my soldier Dad & red haired Mom, seeing flying fish (only available in the Atlantic ocean which I've never been to in this life.. I believe I died then about age 4 wandering in a grove of mangroves (which I've never seen in this life)I saw a huge dead fish I was poking with a stick to bring closer & remember falling & hitting my head. I believe those parents found their child dead & I was reborn to the ones in this life. A friend's Father once told us that several times when he was walking, everything would change to a different place or time & the trick was to immediately back up else you might be lost.

Once, in a place called Monkstown(Dublin, Ireland)My mom leaned up against a huge tree to have a cigarette on her break.The second she touched the tree she said that suddenly the tree was only a sappling and the sea was very close to her. She could smell horse poop and saw carriages go by. Then suddenly she looked down and her cigarette was burnt out completely and she was "back". Interestingly an older map of the original Georgian monkstown (1700s) revealed that most of it was reclaimed land from the sea and the sea would have been where she saw it in her 'slip'. Also another time my mom saw her big brother break his leg five seconds before he did so (at the same time she went to shout). Cliché? Cliché! But true blue. 😮

I wonder if that's what happened to me! I let my cat in to give her a treat- a piece of cheese. I laid it on the floor, tossed the wrapper in the garbage, watched her lick it for a second, then headed upstairs to check on my sleeping toddler. While peeking in on her, I got the feeling my husband has just got home (I call it my "spidey sense- I almost always know when he's about to pull in) and I headed back downstairs to check. Looking out at the driveway for him, I noticed he wasn't home.. but my cat was outside in the yard. I thought oh shit, I must have left the garage door open, and jogged through the house to go shut it. Get there and it's shut, all the doors are. There is no cheese on the floor, no cat, no wrapper in the trash, nothing. I was totally flabbergasted and confused. I went back to the front door to look again and there she was, begging to come in for a treat. So I gave her the damn cheese and stood there feeling so baffled by the fact that I'd done this exact thing twice in the last couple minutes.

I've had similar experiences to that last one. That was mostly in Germany. In the one, I was in a car, the passenger front seat. The driver was driving through a forest. The next minute I was standing in the forest. There was a battle scene, with American tanks and soldiers. A black sergeant was shouting orders. The scene lasted a few seconds. I then asked the driver if a big battle happened there. He said yes, the Battle of the Bulge did. It was also the Ardennes forest. ---- Still another time, also in Germany, I was walking around in Cologne. It was day time, and I was with a few people I knew. As I walked next to this one building, suddenly it was night time. There were sirens wailing, search lights scanning the sky, and the building was on fire. The scene also lasted a few seconds. It was a WW2 bombing. ---- In Germany again, in West Berlin, I was standing on a observation platform, looking across at East Berlin. That was in September 1989. Suddenly, the scene was different. The wall had gaps in it, and crowds were walking across to the west. They were being so cheerful. It was also for a few seconds. That was when I knew that the wall was coming down soon. I also dreamed about it that night. It was brief, and based on a scene from that movie 'The Shining'. There was a column of water behind an open curtain. The water then tumbled down. A voice said that the Berlin Wall is coming down soon. Water in dreams is often symbolic of emotional issues.

When I was 4 this is still the best memory of my child hood I’m 38 now. I woke up in my family’s first house me and my little brother shared a room at one end of the house my parents at the other my 2 older brothers in the basement. I woke up and opened my eyes and all I saw was the ceiling in the living room and then the kitchen. Then the back room where we came into the house. I couldn’t move or scream. I was frozen. Then the next thing I knew I woke up it was morning and I was in the back room. My mom asked me if I came into their room that night I said no. She said I thought I heard u come in but didn’t see you come into our room. Never could figure out what the hell it was. Scared the shit out of me. Still get chills when I think of it

I remember as a young boy of about 12 years old.. me and 2 of my neighborhood friends were riding my mini bike to the corner gas station and store down the street from were we lived. As we pulled up to the store, a frantic woman rushed up to us, and yelled.. omg.. are you guys alright. We looked at really strange and said yes.. why..? then she took a step back and said.. I just saw you crash in the middle of the street. We said.no maam not us and then went about our business. Once we left the store, we all 3 got on the mini bike and started riding home. But the minute we hit the intersection we CRASHED... hitting some loose gravel the bike sliding out from under us and we got pretty badly scrapped up on the asphalt. To this day I know that woman had a time slip and saw into the future.

I had some sort of "time slip" in 2001. I was traveling for work, driving in Georgia with my MapQuest printout. I had about 30 miles before the next turn, and I passed through a small town with a quaint welcome sign. After about 75 minutes, I realized I was on the same road and hadn't reached my next turn, and I didn't made any turns; the road was straight with no odds twists or forks. Shortly after, I passed through the same town again with the same welcome sign. I hadn't deviated from my course, and I was quite certain I had not made any turns. I eventually arrived at the next scheduled turn after being on the 30-mile stretch of road for nearly two hours driving around 60-65 mph.

True story. I was there. My best friends husband died at home on hospice care from a brain tumor. I was the only non family member allowed to see him. He was on heavy narcotics due to extreme pain and headaches. His memory was reduced to 3 seconds. 2 wks after he died she came home and had a message on her answering machine. Staticky white noise in the background. But we could both clearly hear a man calling her name saying owe my head. My head hurts. Just calling out her name and complaining of a horrible headache. We no longer have answering machines and land lines. But my theory is he was contacting her and he died with what must have been an awful headache even with the dilauded

Glad I found this site! I had a momentary 'time slip' some years ago. I had been working in my backyard flower bed, and was getting warm. I was on my knees and had been bending over; it was getting hot out. When I stopped for a moment and sat up for a 'breather' I had a shock. I was no longer in my Chicago back yard, but looking out at a stretch of barren prairie. For some reason, I knew I had blue eyes and stringy blond hair (my real hair and eyes are dark brown). I was wearing a very old fashioned and worn-out dress of blue gingham. I was SO tired! But I knew I had to continue hand-tilling the dry soil for planting. If I didn't get the crops started, my children would go hungry. A sense of exhaustion and impending doom..........And then I was 'back' again! I was VERY unnerved....

Something like that happened to my great grandad, he was in the countryside standing on a small wooden bridge looking at otters on a riverbank down below. A woman walked behind him over the bridge and started walking towards a big brick wall with an old steel door that was covered in moss. My great grandad said “Oh, you won’t get through there, love...” and looked back at the otters. He glanced back towards the woman who disappeared. He ran over to the door and looked through the keyhole, she was walking away from the door and vanished, he tried the door but it was locked. I think it was a time slip or a ghost, crazy encounter though whatever it was

*Missed the whole video coz I was busy reading all these interesting comments.*

When i was a kid i used to sleep with the radio on and i got up out of bed because it was to loud i turned it down and i looked back to the bed and i could see myself still sleeping in the bed i got scared and screamed what the hell I suddenly woke up

this is true..i thought i was going crazy until i seen these story's of glitches..i woke up 1day expecting it to be 2015 when i walked into my sitting room it was 2000.i know this because of my old carpet tv and sofa i had when i 1st moved in instead of laminate floor plasma tv and the leather sofa i have now..i was scared and kept rubbing my eyes.it lasted approx 20mins n scared the shit out of me.then there was a knock on the front door and everything morphed back to normal.and no i don't drink or do drugs.

I believe what I experienced was a slip driving down the road and arrived at a neighborhood intersection this was at dusk i made a left and discovered I was on the wrong road. It was the road I would have been on if I went straight at the intersection. The hair on my body stood up and was freaked out the rest of the night...I've been driving for 42 years and nothing like this has ever happened to me!

I have mentioned this on another video, but at the risk of that, in the 1960's I had a strange experience. I was wide awake in bed, when suddenly the sound of my fathers car arriving, was heard. Various sounds followed. . . then silence. I got up to investigate, but nothing was there, so I went back to bed. HOWEVER, a few minutes later, my Dad arrived home. In the morning I met my mother in the hallway, and we both said, at the same time, did YOU hear what happened last night? Amazing but never forgotten.

I don't why but there was this time, about 2 years ago, I was just searching the web when all of the sudden, the world around me had changed and when I looked at myself, I was wounded and there was several dead soldiers beside me, then I saw all the war planes and then I saw a slightly burnt small Calendar just under my sleeve and it was July 2, 1942. Everything changes back to normal a few seconds later and until now, I can't forget it, did I time slip or i've just seen the past me?

It creeps me out because even though I don't time slip I have noticed that on a waking state I think about something and soon after (even within 24 hours) what I thought about happens. I just suddenly think of something as if I'm in a trance and it happens. Yesterday evening I suddenly saw a friend's face calling my name. Didn't know why. Today she messages me asking how I'm doing. Haven't heard from her in a couple of months. I do have premonitions however the same is happening more and more often both in dreams and in my waking state

I guess I should add my story to the comments. For a long time I thought I had witnessed a paranormal experience but now with so many other time slip stories being told I have found comfort it knowing this is what probably happened to me and my father as well. I was ten years old and I had just been to see Lord of the Rings: Two Towers, with my Dad and Step-mum, So would've been late December 2002. Afterwards we decided to go have fire on the beach since it was such a beautiful night. I live in New Zealand and it was summer and it was one of those long clear summer nights with a partially full moon already present. We had the fire setup and watched the sunset while eating fish and chips. When it got dark, it got cold and I asked my dad to take me back to the car so I could grab my jacket. We left my step mother at the fire and walked about 30 meters inland to where our car was parked. Dad unlocked the car and I dived into the backseat, grabbed my jacket and put it on. As I tried to leave the vehicle, my father grabs me and tells me to be quiet and that there are a bunch of people approaching. He says if we're quiet they will walk right by without noticing us. So we stood there expecting to see a bunch of people walk by, but instead we could only hear their voices. Now this is where it gets creepy, as I focus in on the voices I notice that they aren't speaking English. As I focus more I recognize they're speaking Maori which is the native tongue of the early settlers in New Zealand, but they're speaking it in a way that I have never heard before. Perfectly fluent. Like I'm saying it's being spoken by people who have used this language for years. I have never heard someone speak the Maori language with such speed, pronunciation and ease of tongue. It was just flowing from them, multiple people, laughing and yelling and having a really good time. Then we start to notice more noises, we can hear pots being shuffled, someone digging into rock. I could hear a fire crackling from another direction and more groups of people around us speaking Maori. At this point it is dark but the moon is shining without a cloud in the sky and the area was barely sparse with shrubs and yet I couldn't see anyone, I could hear exactly where these voices were coming from but I couldn't see anyone or anything, and yet we were completely surrounded by this event. What seemed like an entire community of Maori villagers had us completely surrounded. Me and my father are just locked in place standing together for about 5 minutes while all these noises take place around us. I'm ashamed to say, that as a ten year old experiencing this, I eventually lost my composure and ran. I left my dad and ran back to the beach as fast I could and buried myself in my Step-mum's embrace. Her side of the story is that she knew something was up when a kid who had barely spoken to her was suddenly clutching her the tightest hug shes ever had. As for my father, he stayed and marinated himself in the experience for another 5 mins or so and said he saw a fully grown Maori man with a face tattoo shimmer into existence walk towards him and then disappear before the voices stopped. We later found out that at this exact spot on the coastline there used to be one of the major Maori main tribe locations, and in the day time you can even see the square patterns in the ground and plant life, that shows where they had their huts and farms. Throughout my life, multiple times, I have brought this event up with my father. To ask him if it really happened and that I wasn't crazy, or being over imaginative. Every time he has confirmed that this occurred and apologizes that he can't explain it or make sense of it. Hope this story wasn't too long I know it wasn't that exciting compared to other people stories who say they got transported through time, but still I feel lucky to have experienced this event and have had found a good deal of comfort reading everyone else's stories.

I live in Canada on the west coast which was pioneer country. There is an intersection a few blocks from my home that seems to have a time portal in it. Presently, there is a medical building, a couple of gas stations and a mall around the intersection. At least five people have claimed over the years to be walking past the medical building and suddenly found themselves walking in the forest on some kind of path that was trodden down. They walk for a few minutes. It is very quiet and none of the trees moved. Then they find themselves back on the street a couple of hundred yards from where they started. The area where this happens is about two miles from what would have been a large farm with cows, goats etc more than 100 years ago.

I wonder if anyone has researched if there were reports from back then about those people seeing "weird" things and try to cross reference with the people who stepped back in time?

My wife and I had a time slip experience back in the summer 2012. For a few minutes, we found ourselves in what seemed to be the mid 1970's. Weird.

So glad to see you mention Bold Street in Liverpool! The amount of ' timeslips' documented in that area is staggering and I read a really interesting theory about it .I'm m a Liverpool lass and if you get a map of the rail system including what few underground e stations link up Liverpool and the Wirral and the rest of Merseyrail the line is basically a concentric circles ! The building at its epicentre at the bottom of Bold Street and right next to Central Station is from the 1780, s a very beautiful neoclassical building called the Lyceum .The building contains an enormous amount of quartz Crystal which is often used in white witchcraft ritual .When I studied the map I was blown away that the positioning of this timescale is right in the middle of a perfect circle .....something to ponder on 😉

I've had a time slip experience. One Summer's evening, in 1978, around 7.30 -8.00pm, still light and sunny outside. My two young children were asleep in bed and my husband, who had a migraine, was in the bedroom sitting in his "headache chair," where he always sat when he had a migraine. I was watching television. The door to the sitting room was wide open and I saw my husband standing in the doorway, rubbing the side of his head and asked me, "Would you like a cup of tea?" I said, "Oh, yes please!" and turned back to look at the television. A while passed, (maybe 10 minutes), and I was vaguely beginning to wonder where the tea was. Then my husband was back in the doorway of the room, rubbing the side of his head, asking me, "Would you like a cup of tea?" I thought this was odd but all I said was, "Oh, yes pease!" and continued to watch the television. Time passed, then a third time, my husband was back in the door of the sitting room, rubbing the side of his head and asked me exactly the same question, "Would you like a cup of tea?" THIS time I said "What's going on? This is the third time you've asked me!" He said it was the FIRST time and had just come downstairs to make tea. Puzzled over this ever since.

I tossed a lid to a box I kept for over 30 years, really loved this box, it was antique, well when I tossed the lid behind me, I never heard it hit the ground, this was in my garage, had music playing so didn't pay any attention. Well after looking for what I was after in the bottom section, I was done. Turned around to get the lid and no lid. I thought, what, where could I put it. There was no place but the floor as all my counters were full from moving things. I still never found that lid and after a year you would think it would turn up, Nope, Never has yet. No idea how it could just vanish. Makes me think I accidently pulled a magic trick. There must be something to it, but I may never find out. This matrix stuff has me baffled, I have seen too many weird things all my life to discount this idea.

It is really strange when you've had dreams as a little girl about living somewhere in the 1860's in the southeastern US and after growing up, I had a strange yearning to go to Savannah, GA. So, I decided to take a trip there. When I got there, I was walking downtown and somehow knew where I was going and things started to come to mind and I hadn't been there before but remembered like a time warp of having lived there before. It was a very strange feeling I can't explain.

What if time slips are related to past lives? Maybe they occur when a person is moving through the exact same place and time of day that they had done in a past life, in the same place and time of day many years before? *And that overlap somehow triggers a "slip" which may really just be some kind of strong memory?

I'm almost positive that i have been involved with a time slip as a child. Watching this video gave me the weird unexplainable feeling again

I think the woman remembering as a child that event collecting wood, was remembering one of her past lives. I've done similar.

When I was 7, we lived on Okinawa, a Japanese island. My family went for a day trip to Ichikawa Beach. I was walking along the beach, in the wake, with my mom very close to me. All of a sudden, I was surrounded by boats and men in uniforms shouting, with explosions going off all around me. I was terrified. The next thing I remember is my mom and dad leaning over me looking worried and telling me that I had fainted. We were still on the beach, but it seemed later in the day. I have never told this to anyone. I have no idea what happened.

I have seen a hooded monk with a dark space for his face, at the foot of my bed. Twice: once when I was 12 years old and once when I was 21. Both in different parts of the country. The first one when in a large old house dormitory and the seond when in a small modern house. Both times very frightening.

How about when you have dreams of the future and you have no idea what that dream was about until the day that it happens and then it all makes sense

I lived in a new house 15 years ago, it was on the edge of a park. One day I looked out of the large window facing the park, and saw a young man and a young woman walking.They were dressed in clothes that were early 1900"s. It was maybe 5-6 seconds....Then I closed my eyes, and opened again 2 seconds later they were gone.

I was walking down the street in a small town from Edmonton and for a few seconds like enough to allmost scream out something everything looked abandoned and broken and it looked like it was abandoned and broken for years

When I was 19 I believe I experienced a time slip, at the time it was around 1am and my sisters boyfriend and I decided to walk to the petrol station to get cigarettes (my sister was very drunk so didn’t want to come lol, her boyfriend didn’t want me walking alone either, I wasn’t drinking, he wasn’t really either, my sister just felt like getting very drunk that night and I was just chillin with them). Anyway I’m smoking a cigarette as we approach the petrol station, it’s just down her street and around the corner, not wanting to set myself on fire lol I told my sisters boyfriend to go on and buy the cigarettes - I didn’t have my ID with me anyway, gave him the money for mine and stood at the side near some bushes smoking the rest of my cigarette, I finish it and walk over to the entrance which wasn’t open because it was 1am - they just have the window like thing you see at some banks if that makes sense lol - and my sisters boyfriend is nowhere and I found this strange since the only way back to my sisters was up the street I was standing on and I’d of seen him leave? I asked the guy at at the window if he’d seen “the guy with the black jumper” and he just looked at me confused and said “no”, I felt embarrassed so I went off to the other side of the station to see if maybe he’d walked the longer way? Which would make no sense but I was very confused, I decided to just head back to my sisters, I had tried phoning my sister and my sisters boyfriends phone but there was no signal which I also thought really weird but chalked it up to my dumb phone at the time. It was around 1:15am or so by this point, I remember checking the time on my phone. I went back, knocked on her door, I was about to explain idk where her boyfriend went but then she hugged me and I was more confused, her boyfriend popped out from the living room then and said “there you are omg!” My sister started telling me how after he’d gotten the cigarettes he returned to where I was to walk back and I wasn’t there, I hadn’t moved at all! My sister says they were going to call the police as it had been 3 hours! Impossible I said, we got to the petrol station around 1ish and it was only...I looked at her clock and it said 4am!!! I was horrified. I went into my pocket for my phone but it was gone! I don’t know where my phone went to this day, I’m not sure what happened, but recently drove by this petrol station and my mum said they’d changed it from a BP one to SHELL and I said no no it was always SHELL but no apparently it wasn’t...now BP is green and SHELL is yellow, when I went up to the window and asked the guy that question everything was yellow, I never thought of it for more than 20 seconds (I looked at the SHELL petrol station sign as I was looking for my sisters boyfriend, thought oh I thought this was BP? Guess I was wrong anyway where the hell is he? Kinda thing) and didn’t think a lot about it until recently, not sure what happened but something did, very strange

Years ago I would not have believed this but after a lot of experiences I believe many of these people are telling the truth. The more I learn about quantum physics and the Matrix and Tesla's Theory it kind of makes sense. I had an experience when I was five that I don't think very many people believe it involved a small human-like shape peeking around a corner at me at night. It doesn't really match the Matrix glitch but reality is much Stranger Than what our minds put it together to be.

Once I met a girl in the bookstore; we had never met but found that we had read some of the same books. I said good bye to her before leaving, and she called me by my childhood nickname. She said she didn't know how she knew it. It was pretty weird. It was like we knew each other, but we didn't.

Recently I was visiting a friend in Avenues and we walked her dog and she said: "Here, on this sidewalk I saw a ghost of a woman last year". I said: Tell me how it happened? Why do you think she was a ghost" Then my friend described that she was returning from work when this woman passed by her on a sidewalk but did not notice my friend and seemed very happy. She was wearing clothes from 18th century and everything seemed authentic. She did not look like an actor or model nor was it anywhere near Halloween time so she passed by my friend as she did not see her" I TOLD MY FRIEND that to me it sounds more like time crossing as all houses in that avenue were Victorians and 100 or more years old and probably that woman was just walking through her own neighborhood (in her own time). My friend said: "So, that is not a ghost" And I said: No, your timelines just crossed at the same place, so it was a time slip

When i was 5 and attending kindergarten, my class was outide for recess on the playground. I saw a car come crashing through the overgrown wooded area directly behind my school. I told my teacher and she alerted the authorities. I remember going home and telling my parents about the tragedy. We watched the 6pm news and the lead story was about this car crash; the victim didnt make it. Fast foward 40 years later, i decided to look up the story to get details of what happened that day. I could not find ANYTHING related to this story so i asked my mom if she remembered the event. She said she didn't but i know it happened. And i was not a 5 year old drug addict.

My friend and I "drove" thru a time slip. We were driving from this town to another, along a lake side road. The journey on average took 30 minutes. 10 minutes into the journey, we were looking at the lake chatting, suddenly it was like we both woke up from a dream. We were inland, driving up a hill, miles away from where we were seconds before, and only about 8 minutes away from the town we were travelling to. We were both very silent for awhile before we started chatting about what happened. Weirdest thing we've ever experienced to this day.

My boy Tom an I were riding back from my boy skeefs house the next fall after we all graduated HS. (2005) We were in his 01 Nissan Sentra it was later on like midnight or 1. I live across Middletown DE more in the heart of town but only about a 5 min drive on back roads. It was a super foggy night the road was oddly clear but I u couldn't see more than a few feet to each side. We were listening to the new avenged sevenfold album (old now lol). We came to the bridge on the back road which about the halfway marker. We weren't speaking just chilling out listening to the music. We get up the hill slope after the bridge an drive for at least 5/6 songs with each song being around 4/5 n half mins long. This part of the trip was only a 3 mile straight away stretch. Literally at the same time I leaned in to turn the music down to say something an I look at him an he was like where r we? I said yea weve been driving for like 20 mins lol. A weird rabbit was on the side of the road an we start to approach the bridge again. Tom keeping his cool says "if we come to the bridge again I'm gonna kill myself" smh. This time tho it wasn't nearly as foggy an we could tell every part of where we were at. To this day it's one of those things that just never added up an I have zero explanation. I'm just glad Tom was also there to verify this and I just don't sound like a maniac. We knew how far we went bc of how many songs had passed we definitely drove thru some crazy time spiral or something idk

Nearing home one night I found myself seemingly lost on a familiar road. The highway, parallel, had been recently widened to eight lanes but I saw no traffic lights, all seemed quiet. I slowed but found I was on a bridge that was not on my rout. Driving back to my street I wondered if I had been too tired from a heavy 14 hours of work and had lost my way but I had driven over roads that were changed when the highway was built. I had been among trees that had gone ten years before. Brisbane, Australia 2007.

I experienced a glitch in time.I thought it was 7am,but it was 9 am.I was late for work.

I just remembered another incident. I was standing outside on a street curb, with a girl and another couple. we had just finished having dinner together in a nearby restaurant. As we stood on the street corner waiting for a carb. We heard someone using the intercom speaker from high rise apartment complex say.. hello whos there. But of course no one answered because there was no one there. But as our cab approached. I said to everyone, hold up.. You are all about to experience a time slip. They said what do you mean,? I said just watch. A man walked past us and went up to the intercom and pressed the busser. And low and behold.. The same voice we heard just a few minutes before said hello. They man pressing the busser replied it me Jack. let me up. So the guy in the apartment had a time slip. he heard the busser minutes before the man even actually got there.

I had a similar experience once. I was sitting in a bus at the back of the bus. Then I experienced a moment that I was on the same road but it was just a dust/ mud road but the church was there and everything was from an older time and I was sitting on the back ofa horse cart . The weirdest part was a few weeks later I was at the library and there was a painting of the same road from the 1700s and it was exactly the same vision I had. I really can't tell my family and friends this experience , they might think I am crazy.

My dad & I had a strange time-slip-like experience in 1997. He had picked me up from work that day and we were driving home. One block from our house was a 4-way stop. As we came to a stop in our 1979 Ford LTD (my family kept cars an extraordinarily long time), I noticed that the apartments to our right looked like they had a fresh coat of paint. In fact, they looked in better condition than I'd seen them for years! I looked past the intersection and the store on the left looked brand-new, as did the sign out front. I pointed these things out to my dad. There was no one else around, so he put the car in park and we got out and walked around. Wow... I was thinking: are we really back in the 70's? I was doing a full 360 turn trying to take everything in, when I was startled terribly to find a strange man standing right behind me! There had been no one there but us, or so we'd thought. The man was dressed in bell bottom jeans, and a dark green tee shirt with Scooby Doo on the front; he also had long brown hair down past his shoulders, and a long brown beard. He was wearing leather Mexican huarache sandals, which were very popular back then. He reminded me of a friend's dad I'd known briefly when we were in kindergarten in 1976. I wasn't sure what to do. I'd heard that interacting with people in these situations could have dire consequences for the future. I figured it would be more inconspicuous to be polite, so I said Hi. He said Hi back. I wanted to ask him then if he could tell me what year it was, but I literally could not look this strange man in the eyes and ask that! It would sound so insane. He was looking at me strangely. He could probably tell by my hair and clothes that I didn't belong there. My dad had gotten back in the car. He was upset. I went over to the car to talk to him. I told him not to be upset, that we knew everything that was going to happen for the next 20 years. He said he didn't know what to do. We couldn't go home because our younger selves would be there, and we didn't have any money that would spend there. I started looking for old money in my pockets, of course I had none! I wanted to go back to the old Treasury store that had been nearby in the 70's and buy all the things I'd wanted as a kid! I got in the car instead and told my dad we could just drive by our house and see what it looked like. In the 70's it was yellow. In the 90's we had painted it red. If when we drove by, it was still the 70's and it looked like our younger selves were there, we would just keep going until we could figure something out. I saw the copy of USA Today that I had just bought that morning on the seat. It clearly showed the date of February 1997 ( I can't remember the exact day). How odd it seemed, so foreign to the current situation. As we drove through the intersection and away I looked back for the man, but he was no longer there. When we got to our house, it was red, and it was 1997 again, although we had to ask my mom, just to be sure.

I sat and spoke to a girl who finished my sentences its like we had spoken before in another place and when i asked her how do you know what im going to say she said I've talked to you before and after that night i never saw her again ,when things happen to you then yu will believe

I think, what people experience is not really a time slip as remembering a past life. In my opinion, this happens when a person does the exact movement they did in another life. This has happened to me when I was about 12 years of age; for a second or maybe a split second, I saw myself wearing different clothes but doing the same exact gesture I was doing at the moment. It didn't last very long but has intrigued me for years. I think our cells have memories that are awaken when we perform a similar move.

I've had several experiences, all in the afternoon, where I'm suddenly profoundly tired and quickly go down for a nap. Each time, upon waking, I have the odd sensation that I've woken up tomorrow and the weather has improved. What makes these occasions unusual is that each time I've left my apartment to go get an espresso or just walk around and, someone I see frequently or who's shop I routinely visit becomes adamant that just a little while ago (while I was sleeping) they saw my twin walk by. Some have even said that they've said hello and the doppelganger didn't respond but gave them a strange look they had never seen on my face. A couple of the people were genuinely freaked out and become clearly less friendly. It's happened in four different cities.

This is a bit out of topic but once happened to me something I never forgot and don't have an explanation for. I was with a couple of friends seating on a sidewalk near my home, it was night and dark outside. Suddenly I see in front of me a baby, standing upright only with a diaper on. This lasted a split second before the baby turning into a dog. I gasped and at the same time a friend next to me shouted "it was a baby, it was a baby!". She didn't seem to care much about it after while I stood there in shock for a while. Does anyone know what this was?

Ive had a dream that i woke up and went into the living room and my mom was talking to my grandma and was saying you need to get a flu shot then i woke up and i went into the living room and they were saying the exact same thing as in my dream i told my mom i dont think she belived me at all that was in the 80s i think i dreamed a few minutes into the future

My wife and I slipped back a few hours one day. Trippiest thing I've ever experienced

My timeslip happened when i was young,i was sitting with my mom at the dinnertable when my father came home from work,he came through the backdoor,took off his jacket,said hi to us,and went upstairs to wash up for dinner.we waited for him.a few minutes later....the backdoor opened,my dad came in,took off his jacket,said hi to us and went upstairs to wash up for dinner...weird af!!!😱

When I was around eighteen I worked at a gas station that was 30 minutes from my home. I worked midnight shift from 12 a.m. to 8 am. I was never one to go to work early being a teenager and all. I would leave my house at exactly 11:25 p.m. every night. One night I was running late for work. I left home at 11:45. figured since I was already late there was no sense in speeding and getting a ticket to compound my situation. Yet when I pulled into work and clocked in it was only 11:51 p.m. at first it didn't dawn on me what had happened. After thinking about it I knew that I had left for work late but could not figure out how I ended up getting there when I did. later on in the night I remembered that I had called my mother when I was pulling out of the driveway to let her know that I was leaving as she was not home when I left for work. The time of the call was 11:47 p.m. Somehow I made a 30 minute drive in 4 minutes. And even had the times documented on my cell phone and my timecard.the craziest part of all was the fact that I had no memory whatsoever of driving to work after getting there. Kinda crazy!

I can't help but think of the Geico commercials when i hear your voice.

I’ve had lots of deja vu, out of body experiences but this one thing I literally cannot explain. I remember the time I was telling my mum a time in my childhood over my granddads house and running around in the toy room and him showing me how to play the harmonica and it was when I mentioned the toy room she said “you never had a toy room over my dads house?” I said yes I did and was certain I remember playing in my toy room and the spiral staircase and she replied with “your describing the house I lived in as a young girl they moved out of their when I was a teenager” so at this point I thought my mother had dementia coming along if she doesn’t remember so I got a piece of paper and drew the layout of the house and she was gobsmacked that I knew all this and that I never ever been to that house and I’m bringing up memories of my mothers childhood. Very strange eventually she drove me down to see the house I was talking about yet I’ve never ever been there it’s like I’ve visioned my mums life and confused it growing up as my own.

I experienced something similar. I was laying in. Ed reading and looked up to see a woman leading some slaves on a trail through the bed room. I looked at her and she looked at me but we did not speak. We were both shocked and shook. She turned and started to walk down the path and the image slowly disappear.

I remember about 2011 or 2010 one of those years we were outside I use to live in these apartments in cudahy ca and the neighbors from the front were outside and they told us look and we looked up and saw a spinning flying object everyone started panicking I started crying I couldn’t sleep I would dream about that flying saucer everyday I was about 5 or 6 when this happend

Me and a friend walked to the pub,it takes 15mins,we thought we'd get there just for opening time,but we arrived over an hour later. Neither of us could understand how we lost 45mins.

This may sound strange to most; I am not a highly educated man by any means but I have always felt as though I have been here many times before. I have always seen time not as an extended line from the "Big Bang" to this present instant but more as constant volume of water. The easiest way I have of describing this is to relate it to something that we all know. Radio waves; there are many thousands of radio waves occupying our surroundings, they penetrate us, consume every corner of space in every direction. We know they are there; all on totally different wave lengths and totally oblivious to each other. The clock we see upon our wall is like the radio receiver we have in the lounge. By tuning the radio to a certain frequency we can experience that station, that reality (All the while still being surrounded by all the other frequencies holding all their own information). Time is very similar; what ever the clock (or motion of time) we are tuned in to is the only reality that we can experience. Unable to tune into other "Time" frequencies we continue totally oblivious to fact that there are other time lines sharing the same time/space. Just like radio waves "Time" consumes our very surroundings, extending in every direction; a constant. Tell me something! As you read this message now (In what you conceive as the present) you know that one day, the reading of this message will be in the past. So with this knowledge where are you now? In the present? Or the past? Lee Christall (scaffolder)

i was in nursing school in 1972.....our classroom was in the basement of a Catholic hospital built in 1937.....i was listening to lecture on the history of the Curies and their impact on the world of medicine.....suddenly, i was no longer in a basement.....i was in a wooden house-like structure, in a blue , long dress, stiff thick apron, scarf tightly tucked over my hair......seated at a desk, window open....a women lecturing.....i was , then, aware i could not understand her language....sunlight streamed through an open window, people working in a field outside with hand tools.....THEN, BAM !.......I WAS BACK!.....in my desk, my blue cotton student nurse uniform, nurse cap pinned on.....instructor lecturing....i am retired now....but, i can still feel the coarse cotton of the "uniform" and head cover.....hear the french , i believe, lecture...feel the breeze of the open window....it must have been 30 - 45 seconds.....idk....something like that, you don't tell many people....it seemed a long time....fully aware, afraid if you'll come back.....

I had something similar happen to me ..except i went in to the future. .i was walking down the street on my way to the store to buy smokes suddenly i was in a huge city none of it looked familiar. .the whole city was burning and i could hear screaming and crying but what i remember the most was looking up and seing a huge sky scraper and what looked like triangle shaped ufos ..shooting pulses of blue light in to the sky scraper ..and the top secrion of the sky scraper began to collapse it was like living in the fiery pits of hell ..everything was burning ..it lasted about 39 seconds. .and then suddenly everything changed back to normal. .i couldn't sleep properly for months after that. .i honestly thought ww3 was going to break out at some point in my life time

I was picking up sticks in our yard around 2013-14 in the spring and I bent down to pick up another one, but when I stood up Something said look down the driveway, which is quite long. I did and there was a young boy of about 9 and a girl of about 5 holding his hand just to the left of our mailbox. He was dressed in. clothing from mid to late 1800s and she was dressed in a peach colored dress knee-length, short sleeves and she was barefoot. They were both standing there looking at me with a questioning looking on their faces, like who is she? I looked away for a second to see if there was anyone else around that saw these children and when I looked back they were gone.

My uncle was driving at night in a rural road in Mexico and he claims his truck started acting up on him while he was looking at the dash board k night turned to day and he saw some Mexican revolution fight happening right in front of him. Horse man riding and shooting guns. I can only imagine how strange it would be.

I have these about once every few years! I can’t tell anyone.. they’d think I was crazy!

With my luck I'd time slip onto a plantation in the 1800s and get stuck there. 😩

IN 1995 I was living in northern Germany.I was driving home across country about 5 at night on a lovely summers day.There was a railway crossing along the way,no gates you just slowed and looked either way.I slowed and was surprised to see a steam engine,it was huge, steam and smoke bellowing out.It went past quite slowly,5mph maybe and I got out of the car to get a better look,it was all black,no carriages just the engine,no markings at all.I got back in the car and as I drove over the crossing looked to the right to catch a last glimpse of it and there was a good 600m of straight track and no engine. Still I shrugged it off as weird and drove home.Then I asked about the engine,no-one knew anything about a steam engine in the area.So I asked at the railway station in town and they assured me no engine was on the lines anywhere near the town,I described it and was told it couldnt be on the lines anyway without markings,only in the war did they paint out the numbers on the side and the plate.Ive no idea what happened,I do know I got out of the car and watched it trundel by me I heard it,I smelt the smoke and was surrounded by te steam,it is infact the only steam engine Id ever seen,since Ive seen others big this was way bigger.

I slipped into the 60’s one time and never came back, well mentally anyway. I like it here 👍🏼✌🏻

When I was in college in Ladysmith, WI. I was walking to the dorms looking at the front door, then looked down at my books and shoes, I experienced a time laps moment. My shoes and legs didn't have my jeans and tennis shoes, I was wearing knee high moccasins and a leather loin cloth covering my waist area. Sucked in my breath and looked up to see a path leading to the river and looked back down and saw that I was carrying water bladders! Looked back up and the dorm was back and so were my pants, shoes, and holding my books again. My question has been, did I see through someone's else eyes, and did he see through my eyes as well. No, never did drugs and did not drink for several before I went to college.

My dad had a stroke eight years ago that didn't leave too much damage beyond ruining his peripheral vision on his left side. You can blame this on a stroke related hallucination, but I believe him. He says he unlocked memories of a past life. He heard 1930s music coming from my bedroom (which isn't weird because I listen to that stuff all the time), but I wasn't there. The music got louder as he went in, and just after he saw the room was empty, he "saw" in his mind's eye I guess, a farmhouse parlor. Somebody in the kitchen to the left as cooking and making a racket with pots and pans, and listening to rapid, jazzy, dance worthy, mid '30s swing music, but he didn't look in the door to see. To his left was a window with a massive wheat field, golden and swaying in the breeze. He knew he was home, and knew that he was a returning soldier on furlough, or maybe home for good from the army. The person in the kitchen was probably his mother, not his wife. The vision ended seemingly as quickly as it began, and he never saw it again. We life in suburban New York just outside of the city, and the only time he's ever seen a wheat field like that was in a commercial for artisanal beer. Unfortunately he couldn't identify the song. Just the rough timeframe from listening to what I listen to, and it must have been someplace in the Midwest. He seemed genuinely spooked. There haven't been any 'weird' after affects of the stroke until a few weeks ago, 8 years after both the stroke itself and the incident in question, where the scar tissue has caused mild seizures,but he's got treatment for that now. In case y'all were wondering.

I live in a house in Burbank that once belonged to my grandparents. They had a large 500 sqft room addition that they used as an indoor garage to work on their lapidary projects (making gems and mineral displays and jewelry). When I moved into the house in 1997, I had decided to turn that big room into an entertainment room with a big screen tv, pool table, etc. I had moved all their equipment out to the 2-car garage and had pretty much finished the room completely. One night, around 2:30am, I walked out to the room and it was exactly as it was before, when my grandparents lived here. All of the equipment was back, the tile floor, etc....yet I KNOW I was awake. In fact, I was in shock and shook my head, closed my eyes tight, and checked again, and it was all back to normal. That is just ONE of MANY weird things that happened in my grandparent's house, until I blessed it and prayed over every room. Now nothing out of the ordinary happens anymore and I'm relieved.