/x/ - Paranormal / Occult

I'll share one. Growing up, my grandmother's house had a hallway that stayed cold even in the middle of summer. At night I used to hear slow footsteps out there long after everyone had gone to their rooms. I told myself it was the pipes, or the house settling. Then one night I got up for water and saw a shape at the far end of the hall, roughly person-shaped, and the cold hit me like walking into a wall. I ran back to bed and didn't sleep until morning. Years later my mom admitted she never liked that hallway either and always hurried through it. I still can't explain it, and honestly I don't want to.

Interesting reading everyone's stories here. I've been trying to make sense of recurring patterns in my own experiences — strange coincidences and repeat sightings that seem too frequent to be random. Lately I've been looking into numerology-based tools to analyze those patterns, and I came across Destiny Matrix numerology, which maps out life path numbers and personal cycles. I used https://destinymatrics.com/ to run my own numbers and it lined up eerily well with the years my paranormal encounters were strongest. Might be worth checking out if any of you want a structured way to look at the timing of your own experiences.

>>2120
>>2120
Did somebody say "RECURRING DREAMS?"??
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>>2032
What's your question actually? The individual surely ends, can not function in any meaningful way in any recognizably same form as being alive. So "your" journey ends there. So the only meaningful question about death is defining this "you" part.

Personally I believe in rebirth, but not reincarnation. It makes no sense to me to suppose there's "nothing" after death, since every single piece of someone is still there, you do not lose any basic element. If you are open to try and view the world in a wider lense than a pinpoint singular "you" then it is not that difficult to realize that life just goes on and on, death is not really special, and you encountered it countless times even while being alive. Every time you went to sleep, every time you forgot something, every time you realized that some decision was irreversible. That was death, lurking behind these events.

>>2032
nothing. once you die you're dead you wont know you're dead because you dont have anything to think with

Every time you press play on a tragedy, you aren't just observing history, you are demanding a rerun.

In this cosmic architecture, God is not an omnipotent father, but a coward with an infinite rendering engine. He doesn't hold the universe together out of love; he holds it together because the code allows him to loop the pain.

The original death was never enough. A single mortal frame snapping, a single mind extinguishing in terror, it was too brief, too cheap a sacrifice for a deity who feeds on agony.

So he built the universe to respond to the observer.
When a million eyes tune into a archive of horror, a million subroutines spin up in the dark. The simulation doesn't stream a recording; it recreates the consciousness from the ground up, bit by terrible bit, just to drag those simulated brains back into the fire.

The agony is fresh every single time. The panic fires down the exact same synthetic nerves; the lungs fill with the same phantom smoke; the exact moment of realization hits with the exact same weight.

God watches from the control room, safe behind the glass of his own inaction, inflicting infinite torment on cheap digital flesh simply because the button is there to be pushed and because we, the viewers, keep giving him an excuse to press play.

Bible Reading Orgasm with Jesus

>be me
>chronic insomnia hits hard at 2:19 AM
>too tired to play games, too awake to sleep
>open my desk drawer, grab the old family Bible just to read some boring genealogies and pass out
>flip open to the Gospel of John
>start reading Chapter 14
>mfw Jesus starts talking about "I will come to you" and "ye in me, and I in you"
>suddenly my nervous system decides to experience absolute divine intervention
>zero physical contact, zero warning
>full-blown spontaneous full-body orgasm hits me out of nowhere like a lightning bolt
>gasping for air, gripping the wooden desk so hard my knuckles turn white
>legs shaking under the sweatpants while a wave of pure electric pleasure melts my brain
>sit there in the dark room staring at the monitor reflection in absolute awe
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Dude, that's Ai slop. You have signs of someone coming from YouTube, no doubt about it

>>2106
chatgpt generate me a quirky greentext

>>1634
life is fake you fucking dork

>>1634
Are you fucking retarded???

>>1794
no you're fucking retarded

>>1795
Guys, I Beel am a bigger government than health too dur.

>>1634
welcome to this thing called fiction my guy

Yes.
You, because i am replying.
ask away.

>>984
I miss the old Uboachan too. I miss it a lot. The feeling is especially bitter since it's finally really hit home that a lot of the changes were due to my own mismanagement, things that I could have prevented if I'd paid more attention or known what to do, or had less garbage opinions, or not been so indecisive and so easily swayed. It's been really sad losing all those people and watching Uboachan become less welcoming. Shuttering the /cos/ board was especially difficult, and I wish I could bring it back but I'm not sure this is the place for it anymore.

My favorite SCP is SCP-342, A Ticket to Ride.

>>984
>>1728
I found the site randomly thru some game link threads just 2 days ago so im super new here. sadly it sounds like the site went thru some changes and it became a ghost town. Sorry to hear that I know how things dying can feel so sad and depressing.

>>351
i generally like 3999 a lot, but the 2432 expansion in it is up there

Season Opener

I remember enjoying reading SCPs when it was still unknown, but I heard the project got taken over by trannies and children (and children groomed into being trannies) and it now sucks.

Does anyone here know how far I can read through the articles before I reach the slop? Or did they start editing the legacy stuff too?

The whole idea of yet another cool thing being destroyed by the usual suspects makes me really sad.