Hello everyone, my name is Not Sure. I'm a skeptic. I don't believe any of these other posters experiences ( to be fair I've literally just stumbled upon this website), and I still doubt what happened to be was real. I'm just the type of guy who needs to see it to believe it in certain circumstances. I decided to create an account because it looks like most people here are pretty skeptical too, and I wanted to share my story because what happened to me was crazy no matter how you look at it.
I've stopped trying to be all serious about this, and I've decided to tell this story in a lighthearted way from now on. The experience(s) have impacted my young life in a pretty big way, regardless of whether any of it was real or not (spoiler alert: probably wasn't). It was, however, without a doubt the strangest thing to ever happen to me.
I'm not saying I stepped into a time machine, and am here from the year 105105. Honestly i'm not even that into time travel despite these stupid references. Do I believe time travel is possible? i don't know, i don't really care I suppose... I'm mean if I was somehow able to time travel, it really can't be all that complicated.
All i'm saying is that I smoked a heavy amount of weed on three separate occasions, in which I tripped out so hard that I was under the impression that my future consciousness, third eye, my soul... whatever you want to call it, contacted me from the future with a simple message.
It's not like I saw a physical representation of my future self, and I wasn't exactly hearing voices either. It felt similar to dejaVu (sp?), but way more intense. It was as If i was remembering what was happening, as it was happening, like it was all starting to come back to me. I remembered what happens in the future, memories related to how this experience shapes my life. It felt like there was a second presence in my mind, an older wiser self, and it was as if our consciousness had streamed together. Its hard to explain. Ever heard of chronothesia? yeah idk
Everyone will say it was the drugs. I want to say it, but in the back of my mind it felt almost too real to be just some crazy drug trip. I've had those, this didn't feel like that. Truth be told I think I'd rather believe it was the drugs, and I went crazy for a second, vs the alternative.
My story is so long I could literally write a book about it. Right now I just wanted to say hello and introduce myself, what do you guys have to say? want to know more? Idk who cares i'm pretty much over it at this point (happened 2-4 months ago, been a rollercoaster of emotions)