r/GlitchInTheMatrix

I am curious to know if anyone has ever experienced this. I left my house this morning and went to church. Once I got home, I realized, I couldn't find my phone. I asked my Google device to find it, because it'll make the phone sound regardless of where it is, even if it is on silent. I thought, maybe it didn't charge properly and is dead. I looked in every room, under furniture, in my front yard, nothing. I went out to my car twice, checked the front seats, back seats, under the seats, the door pockets, and the trunk, and still nothing. I drove back to church and checked the parking lot, nothing. I parked my car, left it running with the door open and ran up to the door. My car was in my sightline the entire time. They had nothing. I got into my car and it was just sitting on my passenger seat and it wasn't dead. If it was there the entire time, when I prompted my Google device to find my phone, it would have made noise. I know I sound crazy, and if I didn't ask Google to find my phone, I would have chalked it up as oversight. Has anyone ever experienced losing something and then having it miraculously appear in a spot you know it wasn't in?

This has been on my mind for a couple years but from age ten up until two years ago I had a scar on the heel of my foot from planters wart removal. It was a huge scar compared to my heel and took up the majority of it, not something that is missable especially when you put on shoes and see it every day. One day I woke up and it was gone 🤷‍♀️ as if I never had the surgery. I asked my husband if he saw it maybe go away over time and I somehow didn’t notice but he was also confused when I noticed it. I feel like a clone o.o

This one is not that weird of a story. But about 10 years ago, I got a perfume bottle as a present from my current boyfriend. Jo Malone's Wood sage and sea salt.

At that time I wasn't that much into perfumes. I had never seen the bottle. But for some reason my boyfriend insisted, that I had asked for that literal scent. He was asking if I was happy that he finally found it at some airport. I was confused and he got a little disappointed because of my underwhelming reaction. I certainly had never asked for the scent.

It was a beautiful scent though. I wore it occasionally and it got me into perfumes.

Over the years I got into the hunt of finding my "signature scent". I've tested numerous scents to find the best fitting scent for me. But the only bottle I've ever bought again is the Wood sage and sea salt, which is still my favourite to this day. So, it became my signature.

The wildest thought I've gotten is that maybe, maybe it was some time traveling version of me who asked my boyfriend to buy it for me, so that I could get it early in my life. Or some other glitched up instinct of his. The boring answer is that the scent just grew on me, or that someone else had asked it from him.

Nevertheless, I found my signature scent. By asking for a blind buy, which I don't remember, apparently 🤷

I have been carrying this secret for a while because I’m afraid people won’t believe me, but I need to share it to see if anyone else has experienced something similar.

When I was 30 years old, I had an experience that completely changed my view of reality. I was completely awake, sober, and well-rested—this was absolutely not a dream. I was sitting on a bus when a man walked in. It was my grandfather, who had passed away before I was even born.

He was holding a phone and was on a FaceTime/video call with my mom. But here is the glitch: my mom looked about 20 years older on the screen than she actually was in real life at that time.

They were talking about me, laughing, and my grandfather was joking around, making fun of things and saying he had "good genes." I was in such shock that I started crying like a child. I couldn't comprehend what was happening. At that moment, my grandfather literally heard my inner thoughts. He looked at me, laughed at my disbelief, and said to my mom on the screen: "He still doesn't believe it." My mom just laughed along.

Before he left, he looked at me and said: "See, life exists after death."

The most incredible part? Prior to this happening, I had privately prayed to God, begging for proof that there is life after death. This felt like a direct, tailor-made answer to my prayer, mixed with my grandfather's exact humor and personality.

Carrying this alone feels heavy because it breaks all laws of time and space. Has anyone else experienced deceased relatives interacting through modern technology, reading your thoughts, or appearing in a different timeline like this? I would love to hear your stories so I don't feel so alone with this.