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Anyone familiar with exploding head syndrome?

A little more than a year ago I was under some heavy stress. During a night in which the stress was at its peak, I went to bed and writhed around, sleeping for what must've been 15 minutes total.

A few hours into the night I heard a distant, yet thunderous, explosion. As when some rocks on the precipice of a cliff crack and tumble down toward the sea, hurling water in every direction, so was the intensity of the imagined explosion.

I rose up from bed, pulled the blinds out of the way and saw nothing. This event marked the onset of a very strange, yet fascinating period of my life.

What about you? Have you encountered ghosts, met someone who does not exist, or something weird along those lines?
 
Once while I was driving, I was sitting at a red light and just looked to my right. There I saw a man in a business suit, in his car, leaning over to the passenger seat, one hand on the wheel, the other on an unknown object on the other seat.

Upon further inspection, I saw that the man was holding a frying pan, and in the pan was a steak. It was then that I noticed that smoke was rising from the other side of the car.

There was a guy cooking a steak while driving.

I wasn't sure whether to call the cops to report reckless driving, or high five the guy.

I wish I was kidding.
 
I was knee'd in the head on tuesday while playing soccer as a goalie. Dived for the ball.

Went home took a nap, when i got up i had this sort of spinning headache. When i leaned on my right i felt as if i were falling backward on my left and vice versa. Felt really horrible, i felt like throwing up. Still have some weird feeling right now. Worst part was that i let in the goal :\
 
The fat lady story... ugh...

I was in Canada for a band trip a couple years ago, and we were waiting outside a theatre for the band bus to pick us up. While waiting, we noticed the crowd on one side of the sidewalk was rapidly parting about the whole block down. There was a very deranged man wielding a baseball bat running through, erratically pausing to look around and scream, and occasionally taking a swing. When he got closer, he swung at me and I was out for two hours.

Turns out he had escaped from a mental institution and was targeting women who looked like his mother.
 
Anyone familiar with exploding head syndrome?

A little more than a year ago I was under some heavy stress. During a night in which the stress was at its peak, I went to bed and writhed around, sleeping for what must've been 15 minutes total.

A few hours into the night I heard a distant, yet thunderous, explosion. As when some rocks on the precipice of a cliff crack and tumble down toward the sea, hurling water in every direction, so was the intensity of the imagined explosion.

I rose up from bed, pulled the blinds out of the way and saw nothing. This event marked the onset of a very strange, yet fascinating period of my life.

Haha, that sounds vaguely like that movie Phenomenon.

.... dude go check if you have a brain tumor.
 
It is scientifically IMPOSSIBLE for ghost to exist.
You can call it "super-natural" just like you could call it "a fat ****ing hoax"

-dodo

Relevance to the thread? :dozey:

Also having lived in a haunted house for three years when I was younger and having witnessed some ****ed up uncanny poltergeist shit during that time, I'd have to say Science isn't quite the rule on everything yet.

Just because it hasn't been found, doesn't mean its not out there (much like the elusive dark matter).
 
This happened about 4 years ago when i was back in the UAE . I was in my sister's car (riding shotgun) just heading home with some friends when we pull up to this street where a crowd has gathered , we didnt quite see it at first but there was this drunk guy in the middle of the street just walking about. We figured we could just slip by without any problems but as we inched past the guy he decided to take a swing at my window. Now that wouldnt have been all that bad if he hadnt slit his wrist prior to doing so , leaving a rather sizeable arterial splatter right infront of my face .

Thank god the window was up .... i reckon i'd be scarred for a bit if i was covered in another man's blood.
 
I live near a fire hall so for the longest time I have that siren noise in my head....really annoying.

I was with my family and we were coming back from Grandmas and stopped at a corner store. I remember hearing a gun shot and as we were walking out this guy was bleeding out of his head on the pavement but my father tried to cover my face so I couldn't see. It wasn't even disturbing but I think it shaped how I perceive things. There was a lot of blood.

Another time my friends and I were over a friend of a friend's house playing Delta Force on PC and just chillin in his living room. My friend was playing with the dog and all of a sudden I heard the dog yelp and my friend let out a grunt. His face near his lip was split in two and it was the most disgusting thing I ever witnessed. He rant to the bathroom and there was a shitload of blood everywhere. I was in the doorway looking and he turned his head and asked if looked bad and it was so bad I nearly turned into a ghost. he had to get stitches and it looked fine afterwards but the dog bit him because he was pulling his ears. Lesson learned
 
Also having lived in a haunted house for three years when I was younger and having witnessed some ****ed up uncanny poltergeist shit during that time, I'd have to say Science isn't quite the rule on everything yet.

I'm sure it was haunted, that's the only explanation.

I went off of a medication near the end of '08 and it had an interesting side effect. I'm sitting at my computer playing left 4 dead and my team is at the end of the airport map. Next thing I know I wake up to a room full of cops/emt's because I had a grand mal seizure. Not only that, but I managed to dislocate my damn shoulder which I'm getting surgery on in a month.
 
I'm sure it was haunted, that's the only explanation.

Envisage sitting on the toilet and then watching the shower turn itself on and off repeatedly, and I'm not talking about water just coming out, I'm talking about the actual taps moving in a slow and deliberate fashion, Science has yet to explain that to me, or why despite the fact the cats & dogs had the run of the house they wouldn't ever set a foot inside that room even if you put their food down in there. :eek:
 
Anyone familiar with exploding head syndrome?

A little more than a year ago I was under some heavy stress. During a night in which the stress was at its peak, I went to bed and writhed around, sleeping for what must've been 15 minutes total.

A few hours into the night I heard a distant, yet thunderous, explosion. As when some rocks on the precipice of a cliff crack and tumble down toward the sea, hurling water in every direction, so was the intensity of the imagined explosion.

I rose up from bed, pulled the blinds out of the way and saw nothing. This event marked the onset of a very strange, yet fascinating period of my life.

What about you? Have you encountered ghosts, met someone who does not exist, or something weird along those lines?

Yep. Have made a thread on exploding head syndrome in the past.

I suffer from it, but it's completely harmless.
 

Holy shit. D:

Sometimes I smell something good cooking while driving.:stare:
 
Waiting for AL with his match story.

Envisage sitting on the toilet and then watching the shower turn itself on and off repeatedly, and I'm not talking about water just coming out, I'm talking about the actual taps moving in a slow and deliberate fashion, Science has yet to explain that to me, or why despite the fact the cats & dogs had the run of the house they wouldn't ever set a foot inside that room even if you put their room down in there.

On the other hand, if physical things can be manipulated by them, there's a force that's being exerted, which is measurable. Yet, nothing concrete so far, just anecdotes.
 
Envisage sitting on the toilet and then watching the shower turn itself on and off repeatedly, and I'm not talking about water just coming out, I'm talking about the actual taps moving in a slow and deliberate fashion, Science has yet to explain that to me, or why despite the fact the cats & dogs had the run of the house they wouldn't ever set a foot inside that room even if you put their room down in there. :eek:

There are a lot of explanations for crap like that though.


I recently had a friend tell me about how her radio that she never uses went off one day full blast. Later she claimed that this was because (her mother found out) that a dead teenage girl who killed herself in the 80's had been trying to get her attention. *facepalm* :|

The day after she told me this, my old alarm clock that was in the garbage went off. Sometimes there is still a bit of a charge that can cause this. Also alarm clocks malfunction all the time, they are shit.
It's so ridiculous when people jump to such conclusions.
 
I also love AL's matchstick story. Also Darkseid needs to grace us with one of his spine-chilling stories.

I sometimes get what I think might be a little bit of that exploding head thing, but it's not loud explosions, but someone I know saying something, just like one word or a short phrase, and I hear it like someone was in the room saying it, not a mental voice. It usually wakes me up and makes me look around the room.
 
There are a lot of explanations for crap like that though.


I recently had a friend tell me about how her radio that she never uses went off one day full blast. Later she claimed that this was because (her mother found out) that a dead teenage girl who killed herself in the 80's had been trying to get her attention. *facepalm* :|

The day after she told me this, my old alarm clock that was in the garbage went off. Sometimes there is still a bit of a charge that can cause this. Also alarm clocks malfunction all the time, they are shit.
It's so ridiculous when people jump to such conclusions.

I had something similar, my mom bought this old radio from like the 40's or 50's and for 2 nights in a row it went off at full volume really late. A few of my brothers where like 'Lol ghosts r hear der derp" I then looked at it and turned off the alarm function. Also, there was a thread on /x/ just like this one last friday, I spent like 2 hours reading some very disturbing stories, the following weekend I went camping with my friend, we slept outside, in the woods. :(
 
On the other hand, if physical things can be manipulated by them, there's a force that's being exerted, which is measurable. Yet, nothing concrete so far, just anecdotes.

The problem is phenomena like that doesn't work on cue, you just have to be there to experience it. However I wasn't alone in witnessing things, a lot of people who came around were unnerved by the room. I certainly don't hold to the idea of spirituality (frankly it gives me the creeps) but having lived in a place with what I can best describe as a 'presence 'there day in day out for three years, I just don't have any other quantifiable explanation for it.
 
Envisage sitting on the toilet and then watching the shower turn itself on and off repeatedly, and I'm not talking about water just coming out, I'm talking about the actual taps moving in a slow and deliberate fashion, Science has yet to explain that to me, or why despite the fact the cats & dogs had the run of the house they wouldn't ever set a foot inside that room even if you put their food down in there. :eek:

The lead boys have their day job working for Roto-Rooter. Yup, They're plumbers. This means they can explain and recreate most bumps and groans that go on in a house, which debunks a lot of claims. On a recently-aired episode of GH, -which may well be years old, I'm new to the series they showed how barely having a tiny crack in a seal or slightly leaving open a tap (drip...drip...drip) with a loose seal will build pressure that can turn that mother on full blast.

http://mad-tante.vox.com/library/posts/tags/tap+turns+itself+on/

not exactly a credible source but it makes sense.
 
At times we all suspect that we are living in a masquerade, the wool firmly but secretly pulled over our eyes. It's very rare that we find out this is actually true.

My university college is quite old and pretty, with mock-gothic architecture built in the 1800s. But the computer lab there, with its off-white walls and flaky ceiling tiles, is as drab and bare as any room could possibly be. One day I was in there with a bunch of people when the power went completely out and the room was dropped into darkness. After the bitching had died down someone noticed that light was streaming in around the cracks in some of those ceiling tiles. So cautiously one of us stood up on a desk and popped up one of the tiles, and one by one we stuck our heads up into the ceiling to look around. Above those tiles was a beautiful buttressed stone roof, and great church-like windows where the light was coming from. Because, you see, the drabness was fake. Someone had deliberately divided the tall room in half by placing in the fake ceiling and painting everything below it beige. But when we broke the barriers of our banal prison we found something else: light falling through church windows, and beautiful stonework that had been hidden from us.
 
In highschool I was sitting outside at a coffee shop. A dodge durango drove up and a kid popped out through the window to throw some eggs at me, then they sped off.

I met some new friend's when I went to college and after a few months of hanging out with them they start talking about their crazy highschool adventures. One of which involved driving around in his dad's durango throwing eggs at people.

I wasn't upset, but felt I had to do something to them. So I laughed with them and asked who threw the eggs, when they pointed to the guy, I punched him as hard as I could in the shoulder and said, "Remember that kid outside of Joe Muggs!" Everybody thought that was ****ing hilarious.
 
Lol'd. "Remember that kid outside Joe Muggs? THAT KID WAS ME, YOU BASTARD"
 
At times we all suspect that we are living in a masquerade, the wool firmly but secretly pulled over our eyes. It's very rare that we find out this is actually true.

My university college is quite old and pretty, with mock-gothic architecture built in the 1800s. But the computer lab there, with its off-white walls and flaky ceiling tiles, is as drab and bare as any room could possibly be. One day I was in there with a bunch of people when the power went completely out and the room was dropped into darkness. After the bitching had died down someone noticed that light was streaming in around the cracks in some of those ceiling tiles. So cautiously one of us stood up on a desk and popped up one of the tiles, and one by one we stuck our heads up into the ceiling to look around. Above those tiles was a beautiful buttressed stone roof, and great church-like windows where the light was coming from. Because, you see, the drabness was fake. Someone had deliberately divided the tall room in half by placing in the fake ceiling and painting everything below it beige. But when we broke the barriers of our banal prison we found something else: light falling through church windows, and beautiful stonework that had been hidden from us.

Those tiles were actually meant to seal away an ancient evil spirit, whose sole purpose is the destruction of the world. Way to unleash the apocalypse, noobs!
 
Ok, holy shit. I'm actually freaked out right now.

I was just sitting outside talking on the phone and just lying there on my hammock. It was about 00.30 and something literally took the breathe out of me, I kinda felt like I died for a second.

I was just lying there chatting away and in the sky just over the road I suddenly saw this flash of light. Following that the fence behind me rattled and I heard a sudden but short noise which kinda sounded like a "whoosh" and a "zzummm" at the same time. At the same time it felt like a sudden gust of air blew over me (which I assume is why the fence rattled too) and I felt so empty, felt as though the life got sucked out of me.

I was so ****in' freaked out, had chills running all up my spine after that. I dunno what the **** it was, or if it was even anything, maybe just a gust of wind and my mind playing tricks or something.

Scary thing is me and the girl I was talking to on the phone were talking about aliens prior to this.

Getting chills just writing this. What the **** just happened to me? :|

EDIT: Please move to General. Sorry, just posted in the first forum that was left open before I went outside. **** me, still shivering. D:

Posted in a previous thread I made. Was an awesome experience whatever it was xD

Also, used to spend my weekend in the summer in the country at a caravan we had. It was pitch black at night so I used to lie on the grass and star gaze n stuff.
Anyway, one night I was lying there looking up at the sky and I saw some kinda flash and I felt like I had fallen into some dream like state, and up in the sky passing behind the clouds was what looked like an angel.
White flowing robes, bright white light all around it. I got the impression it was traveling with/protecting God as he passed by causing people to sleep as he passed.

Not a believer in God myself, but it was a cool experience.
 
At times we all suspect that we are living in a masquerade, the wool firmly but secretly pulled over our eyes. It's very rare that we find out this is actually true.

My university college is quite old and pretty, with mock-gothic architecture built in the 1800s. But the computer lab there, with its off-white walls and flaky ceiling tiles, is as drab and bare as any room could possibly be. One day I was in there with a bunch of people when the power went completely out and the room was dropped into darkness. After the bitching had died down someone noticed that light was streaming in around the cracks in some of those ceiling tiles. So cautiously one of us stood up on a desk and popped up one of the tiles, and one by one we stuck our heads up into the ceiling to look around. Above those tiles was a beautiful buttressed stone roof, and great church-like windows where the light was coming from. Because, you see, the drabness was fake. Someone had deliberately divided the tall room in half by placing in the fake ceiling and painting everything below it beige. But when we broke the barriers of our banal prison we found something else: light falling through church windows, and beautiful stonework that had been hidden from us.

That is so cool.

They had to make the computer lab fit the image of what they thought a lab would look like, because you couldn't possibly be coding software in a cathedral...
 
@mindless_moder

Two taps (hot and cold) on and off repeatedly? I'd like to see the plumbers explanation for that tbh.

At times we all suspect that we are living in a masquerade, the wool firmly but secretly pulled over our eyes. It's very rare that we find out this is actually true.

My university college is quite old and pretty, with mock-gothic architecture built in the 1800s. But the computer lab there, with its off-white walls and flaky ceiling tiles, is as drab and bare as any room could possibly be. One day I was in there with a bunch of people when the power went completely out and the room was dropped into darkness. After the bitching had died down someone noticed that light was streaming in around the cracks in some of those ceiling tiles. So cautiously one of us stood up on a desk and popped up one of the tiles, and one by one we stuck our heads up into the ceiling to look around. Above those tiles was a beautiful buttressed stone roof, and great church-like windows where the light was coming from. Because, you see, the drabness was fake. Someone had deliberately divided the tall room in half by placing in the fake ceiling and painting everything below it beige. But when we broke the barriers of our banal prison we found something else: light falling through church windows, and beautiful stonework that had been hidden from us.

Nice little story. I too think its important to entertain possibilities rather than try and reduce everything to certainties.
 
I too think its important to entertain possibilities rather than try and reduce everything to certainties.
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Ab-so-lutely!

As for strange occurrences, one time it was about 2am and I was smoking weed and now hold on a second it gets better and more relevant because see, I was reading the Bible at the time, I think it was the book of Luke, and I got to a part that said if you simply let the Lord into your heart, he will show you the way and the light and everything will be good. And it really struck a chord within me, deep in my chest. A bubbling, expanding heat shook me. I became very light-headed, and my arms went cold. I immediately went to my roommate's room and asked him to feel my heartbeat. I was terrified that I was having a heart attack.

He put his hand to my chest and said that it felt perfectly normal. Temporarily relieved, I sighed and closed my eyes, only for the dizziness and cold limbs to return. I said I needed to lie down, and thusly laid on his bed. We started talking, about politics, religion, friends, and music. And very slowly, starting from the neck, I began to shake. A single twitch, at first. Then another. Then several more, spanning down to my pectoral muscles. My shoulders began to shift, left and right and left again. Popping back, thrusting forwards. My fingers tensed, frozen in an open position. I brought them up to my chest, cupping my body, holding my warmth. My abs spasmed, and then my thighs. Soon, my entire body - except my face, curiously - was shaking uncontrollably. Nearly bouncing off the mattress.

We continued to talk. My voice, though shaky, was completely coherent. After about fifteen minutes, my tremors subsided. We finished our conversation, and I slowly stood up, sure of my footing. He asked if I was feeling okay, and I told him I felt fine. My mind was clear. My body was fresh. I felt... cleansed.

I'm still not religious. But I'll be damned if that wasn't an extremely odd and extremely compelling experience.
 
I approve. I think it shows strength of character to have a religious experience and still not be religious.
 
out of body experiences are profound and wonderful
 
I agree.

I've only had one time that I had an experience profound like that - it basically felt like as though I was dissolving into the rest of the universe (at least that's how I interpreted it). I had been meditating for quite some time, so that was probably a contributing factor (no drugs of any kind were involved, which if there were, I think things would have been even more intriguing).
 
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