There was one in 2012. Middle age motherfucker. Came up to me one night I was walking the streets, knew all sorts of shit about me and started small talking. I knew for a fact we'd never met because I've been a total recluse since 1998 and I also have a perfect memory, so this character possessing such intimate knowledge of me was impossible. It made another appearance a few years later, then a last one in 2021. Different places in the city each time, and always happening in july.

I played along the first two times because I dunno...too much libran nice guy in me...but I knew what was up. I feigned ignorance the third time, and that's when the appearances ceased forever.

I've read similar stories from other occultists, too. It was obviously the universe trying to screw with me as usual. Since then I made a new rule of just walking past everyone trying to get my attention no matter what.

>>42250430
>Since then I made a new rule of just walking past everyone trying to get my attention no matter what
Crazy that people don't do this already. This is just default behaviour where I am from.

>>42250430
>It made another appearance a few years later, then a last one in 2021. Different places in the city each time, and always happening in july.
Did he/it age at all or was he always the same age? Did you ask him any questions? Did he seem malicious?

>>42250449
1.looked older, yeah
2.hell no
3.no
>>42250447
israel?

>>42250359
Less strange men out of nowhere, more some neighbor or other person I know starts talking about things cryptically or passing along what seems to be coded hints then never elaborated or even acknowledges it in the future. These aren't wise spiritualists either, it was as if a higher consciousness temporarily descended in to them and left as quickly as it came.

>>42250517
>>42250517

Yep I've had a number of encounters with feminine entities, but male ones its usually some normal dude who seems momentarily taken over. Same with many women. Like the NPC got activated for a brief second.

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>>42250527
Agent Smith walks ins happen all the time to bring out the malignant side of people from family members to gas station clerks, but the ones that seem to actually have some knowing are far less frequent.

Most notable one was a few years ago where after a psychic attack moab subsided (think Kyle Odom, I just didn't lash out and it went away) a former coworker of my dad's randomly sent a couple links to articles with synchronistic resonance written by a woman who looked just like me. She seemed to know who I was and even basically replied to an email I sent via a follow up article, but I never got unambiguous clarification. Could be a "twin flame" situation or a matrix digital insert meant to fuck with my head; I had to let that plot thread go unanswered because it was clear any attempts to investigate were being thwarted, but it clued me in to what I've suspected that there are no actual female souls in this realm and perhaps they're only on the outside looking in and maybe I witnessed a brief time where the barrier dissolved. Or maybe I'm totally off on that too, I'm working with a pretty small data pool.
https://ascensionglossary.com/index.php/Digital_Twin

>>42250494
Should have asked him questions. It may have wanted to warn you of something.

>>42250359
a "friend" of a friend, who is often complained about due to typical flaky irresponsible and sometimes flat out irritating behavior, had a few odd moments after i had already met him a few times and divulged a few ventings about my life. because sometimes you just gotta blow off steam, but not getting downer or dumping or anything, just expressing that life can be very very difficult for a few folks like myself, and most people won't understand.

one day they get their vehicle stuck in my snowy driveway, and "gamer guy" we'll call him, suddenly seems to have a little more to his character than i previously assumed. he inexplicably says:
>if you wanna live in paradise, you gotta pay the piper, huh anon?
i was a little surprised that came out of nowhere, and i just responded "uh yeah i guess, shrug".
we get to shoveling. suddenly gamer guy tells me to run and i run while he chases, a few yards. my really fucked up bad back suddenly stretched and popped.
which ultimately helped me on my quest. kinda hurt, but eh, that's just how it is. ultimately it was a favor because it made things that much easier from that point.

i pondered the event for a while, wondering what exactly is going on below his hood. more than meets the eye.

>>42250527
NPCs can serve as empty vessels that spirits can use to communicate with the mortal realms

He reveals things in ways you cannot reveal but to other acolytes without persecution such as
>Dutch oven a bunch of kikes to death
>They become addicted to the aroma and hunt down your smart fella aura
We must be strong in the days ahead. One of you is gonna pull a Rooster again and there will be no coming back into his good graces from that.

I had an encounter with a very strange woman I had a flirt with who thought our encounter was predestined or some shit. Like every detail about me I told her about conforted her delusion that it was scripted. But she was mentally ill and decompensating so idk. Real succubus vibes tho

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>>42250703
>Defenestration!
https://youtu.be/7K9CererMHE

He told you never to call him on that number at that hour, babeh!
https://youtu.be/QrTmkDXhVlQ

yes, at a coffee shop in 2019. I had been released from the psych ward a month prior after experiencing psychosis for the first time, and this older fellow wearing jewelry covered in what looked like solomonic sigils walked up to me and said something along the lines of "I deal with them too." and gave me advice on adjusting to my new way of life. my now-ex finished with getting our order and asked me who he was, I told her that I didn't know. haven't seen him around town since, I'd love to have a proper conversation with the guy

>>42251102
what advice did he give?

Many actually. I call them G-Men. cannot tell if they're cool or not. Im starting to think that maybe the wierd things are good, and not bad.

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>>42250359
Yes

Not really someone who seemed to know too much but I’ll post anyway.

I had arrived to Church a few hours (+1 day because I mixed up the dates) early, after a long break from God (drugs, prostitutes ect). While hanging around waiting for it to open I spotted a dead hedgehog, which I started praying for. As I was praying it suddenly began to breathe, which sent me in a panicked state trying to nurse it back to health.

As I was doing so a black man in his mid 30s wearing a leather jacket approached me. Something in me made me very skeptical of the man. But I gave him the benefit of the doubt, thinking he might be able to help.

After explaining what had happened I asked if he believed in God, which he replied yes. After some back and forth he told me he was an Orthodox Christian, right as he said that a crucifix appeared around his neck and all my suspicions instantly faded away (I’m also Orthodox).

It was strange because Orthodoxy is very small in my country, and I had never seen the man before in any of the Churches. Another strange thing is that when I asked if he had heard about an extremely well known Saint (St. Paisios), he simply replied “him I do not know”.

He seemed very confused when I said I was headed to church (it was closed unbeknownst to me). He pointed up to a nearby mountain and asked if I was headed there, I got a very strange feeling like he was really asking if I wanted to go to heaven. I said no, and insisted that I was headed to Church, which he replied “then to Church you shall go”.

Then we agreed there was nothing more we could do for the hedgehog, and that it was in God’s hands.

We hugged and parted ways, right after touching him it felt like lightning was shooting through my hands, and I temporarily lost major motor function in them.

A few days later I had a very “demonically feeling” psychosis and ended up in the psych ward. The hedgehog was dead when I went back some days later.

I actually am the mysterious stranger irl

>be me
>about 19 or so
>moved in to my first apartment on my own
>it’s in a cheap part of town
>directly across the street from the oldest and largest cemetery in my city
>place is small and kind of a shithole so spend most my time walking around outside
>walking down the sidewalk
>I’m miles from my neighborhood and the cemetery
>see a man in the distance walking in my direction
>i take notice of him from several blocks away
>he is very tall and wearing old tiny clothing
>over all looks out of place
>walking his bicycle on the sidewalk that looks 100 years old
>as he gets closer i can tell his clothes are sort of dirty and too big for him
>he’s wearing a woven wool suit blazer and baggy pants that look like they’re made out of canvas
>he looks like a stereotypical bum from a movie in the 1940s
>since most homeless people can’t afford to curate a time period based wardrobe I assume he’s just some avant-garde hipster
>we are about to pass each other on the sidewalk
>starts grinning and stares directly at me
>he stops in front of me with his bike perpendicular to the side walk, blocking my path
>”Do you mind if I ask you a question?”
>I’m fully prepared to tell him I don’t have a dollar and keep walking
>I stand there a second waiting for him to ask, to be polite
>”What’s something you went your entire life believing in until one day you found out it was a lie?”
>I was taken back by the depth and boldness of such a question from a stranger
>I start to mutter out something about the true definition of happiness and success
>he pulls out a tiny leather bound notebook from the pocket of his blazer >starts writing with a pencil as I respond to the question
>he nods his head and seems like he got some gratification from my answer
>he asks me what I was doing before “our meeting”
>I make something up about how im on my way to do some grandiose important plan
>know full well I’m a friendless NEET nothing going on
Cont.

>>42253657
>we exchange names
>says his name is Zeek
>tells me he’s “a long way from home”
>”I’m going go (redacted) cemetery”
>”have you ever been?”
>get a bit excited and tell him yes I live right across the street
>after all it is a huge coincidence that this random guy is heading to the only notable thing in my shitty neighborhood
>I’ve explored the grounds because I lived there but it’s not exactly a tourist destination
>he nods his head smugly and says “that’s right.”
>”you should come with me anon”
>my nope senses are now starting to activate
>tell him I can’t because of muh plans
>”you can cancel your plans, you should really come with me and see how beautiful it is”
>at this point it clicks to me that he’s walking the complete opposite direction of the cemetery when we met
>5 miles or so from the cemetery
>start to really get a case of the nopes
>how did he know where I live?
>how does he know I lied about having plans?
>and most pressingly, why on earth is he pleading with me to come to a graveyard with him
>I tell him thanks for the offer but I really need to get going
>tell him anyway I’ve already seen cemetery and to enjoy
>he says “no you haven’t seen it like I’ve seen it”
> you havent seen gentle wind in the willows
>you haven’t heard how it softly blows
>you haven’t watched the branches swaying where the weeping willow grows
>Oh the wind in the willow is soothing when it blows so gently and soft.
>start to panic and tell him “uhh nice meeting you I really need to get going”
>”thanks for the meeting” he said
>next time we’ll meet in the cemetery

that was the end of the encounter. those words always stuck with me but never looked into it. this was over a decade ago. very recently in the last few weeks i was listening to something on YouTube and someone started reciting the same poem about the willows. turns out it’s a well known poem by a famous Canadian poet.

>>42250359
I was walking home from a failed job interview, early-mid 2022 IIRC, and a schizo was ranting, and he turned to me and said "Beware the deficiencies of efficiencies"

>>42250447
What incredibly sad and unkind places you must live.

when i was in elementary school, my family and i went to the mall. we were walking and some kind of gay-looking guy working at a beauty products kiosk tried getting my mom's attention so she can maybe buy something. we just walked passed him and he yelled
>MRS. LAST NAME!!
and it was exactly our last name and it's not a common last name. what do you think happened here? one of my relatives heard it too

>>42253817
>"Beware the deficiencies of efficiencies"
that's some sage advice, actually. efficient things we do take for granted, and get spoiled by. sometimes inefficient dumb things that work very poorly give us a wake up call.

>>42253860
-Coincidence
-The guy recognized your mom but she didn't recognize him

>>42250359
hey everybody, remember that the simulation is a kid's game, and many of the higher-up monitors that track specific individuals are often children or teens.
heaven is outer space, but the gods are abstract idea entities, whereas the more familiar higher-ups are simply mortal humans in higher dimensions, and it's children who are doing a lot of monitoring.
that raises a heap of questions.
like hylics down here who have roles to play with really nasty bad shit - a KID in higher dimensions is assigned to watch them, and protagonists who manage to somehow contact our own monitors are astonished at how childish they are.
consider that.

>>42253745
Sounds like an ankou. You might have bargained for your life without realizing it.

>>42253860
>>42254400
are gay guys demons?

>>42254511
I've never heard of an ankou, had to look it up. I read that they are guardians of the graveyard and deal in souls of the dead and the live people in the periphery of the graveyard. Also says he appears in a black coach. his bicycle was black. proper spoops man. I knew he had some deep connection to that graveyard. It would make sense.

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>>42254511
He did take my loosh, seemed to get really pissed when i told him i did not consented to him being in my room.