I had fairly frequent deja vu as a kid and teenager. This isn't far from the theories I heard 30 years ago and they make a lot of sense. However, I've had a few experiences that couldn't be my brain misfiring. One was similar to deja vu. I was a teenager playing cards on the floor with my sister in front of the family's giant, 24" RCA console TV. I experienced a sort of reverse deja vu and effectively remembered the next several minutes from my perspective. I saw the whole sequence including the commercials that were coming up on the TV and the next several cards in the deck. I quietly watched for a few moments. Things happened exactly as expected, so I seized the opportunity and told my sister what was about to happen. I told her what card she'd turn over, and an identifying feature of the next commercial. I was right, but my sister was sure it was some sort of trick. I remember other details, but I'm only confident of those bare facts: I remembered the future and watched some of it happen. I told my sister about the next card and commercial. That also happened but she thought it was a trick. Years later I was sitting in front of my computer in my bedroom on the bottom floor of our family house. It was in the evening and my friend Aaron was looking over my right shoulder as we did something on my computer. My father came to the open door and interjected to tell me that he was going out of town to clear his head. I had a strong premonition (which was a unique experience), but kept on like nothing was wrong. I felt like I was acting out a script, as if the whole thing was on rails. After my dad walked away I turned to Aaron and said, "I'm never going to see him again." That scene, and in particularly that moment, is seared into my memory like nothing else, but it's easy to get distracted with ADHD. I didn't think about it again until around a week later when my sister and I were home alone and a police officer came to the door. I remember looking out of the window, seeing the police car, and feeling extremely anxious as if I'd done something wrong. Neither my sister or I answered the door. I investigated after the officer left. He'd stuck a business card between the door and the jamb, with a hand written note to call the Clark County coroner's office. My father had died. I talked to Aaron about it quite a while later and he had no memory of it. Of course, from his perspective, nothing important had happened so he didn't have any reason to remember the brief interruption. For all I know, he never looked away from my computer. There are a few others, but those are the two where I told someone else and then saw it unfold. It's worth noting, I didn't normally predict things. I experienced the occasional deja vu and a few more outstanding things like what I just explained, but that's it. Years after my father died I did experiment with making predictions, to see if there was something I could learn to tap into or control. It did feel mystical, but I wasn't any more accurate than flipping a coin.
I had fairly frequent deja vu as a kid and teenager. This isn't far from the theories I heard 30 years ago and they make a lot of sense. However, I've had a few experiences that couldn't be my brain misfiring.
One was similar to deja vu. I was a teenager playing cards on the floor with my sister in front of the family's giant, 24" RCA console TV. I experienced a sort of reverse deja vu and effectively remembered the next several minutes from my perspective. I saw the whole sequence including the commercials that were coming up on the TV and the next several cards in the deck. I quietly watched for a few moments. Things happened exactly as expected, so I seized the opportunity and told my sister what was about to happen. I told her what card she'd turn over, and an identifying feature of the next commercial. I was right, but my sister was sure it was some sort of trick. I remember other details, but I'm only confident of those bare facts: I remembered the future and watched some of it happen. I told my sister about the next card and commercial. That also happened but she thought it was a trick.
Years later I was sitting in front of my computer in my bedroom on the bottom floor of our family house. It was in the evening and my friend Aaron was looking over my right shoulder as we did something on my computer. My father came to the open door and interjected to tell me that he was going out of town to clear his head. I had a strong premonition (which was a unique experience), but kept on like nothing was wrong. I felt like I was acting out a script, as if the whole thing was on rails. After my dad walked away I turned to Aaron and said, "I'm never going to see him again." That scene, and in particularly that moment, is seared into my memory like nothing else, but it's easy to get distracted with ADHD. I didn't think about it again until around a week later when my sister and I were home alone and a police officer came to the door. I remember looking out of the window, seeing the police car, and feeling extremely anxious as if I'd done something wrong. Neither my sister or I answered the door. I investigated after the officer left. He'd stuck a business card between the door and the jamb, with a hand written note to call the Clark County coroner's office. My father had died. I talked to Aaron about it quite a while later and he had no memory of it. Of course, from his perspective, nothing important had happened so he didn't have any reason to remember the brief interruption. For all I know, he never looked away from my computer.
There are a few others, but those are the two where I told someone else and then saw it unfold. It's worth noting, I didn't normally predict things. I experienced the occasional deja vu and a few more outstanding things like what I just explained, but that's it. Years after my father died I did experiment with making predictions, to see if there was something I could learn to tap into or control. It did feel mystical, but I wasn't any more accurate than flipping a coin.