Teleporting keys?

[Patient]

Lol - yes, I seem to have these weird things so often that I am sure some people are skeptical. I assure you though - I am truthful and honest.

So this is a weird one. Really caught me off-guard.

I will start with a bit of a layout of our new house. It has a main floor with a kitchen area. An upstairs and a walk-out basement below (The basement is a lower floor from the main that is on ground level in the back.)

We had just got home. My wife and I were down stairs in the basement area. She put her car keys on a box. I said to her as I was heading out to my car "Don't put your keys down unless you put them in the kitchen where we decided to put them or you could lose them."

I went out to my car. I reached into my pocket for my keys as I needed to open the trunk. I grabbed the key fob and pressed the trunk button. I was surprised when it opened the trunk to my wife's car and at that time I noticed that her car had been left running. I grabbed my own keys from my pocket and finished at my car. I went to her car and closed the trunk and then I turned the car off and put the keys into my pocket. (Not thinking that it was weird that I had the keys in the first place as they should have been downstairs sitting on a box. But it was cold - I was trying to get things done and get back into the house as quickly as possible.)

I walked through the front door that leads directly into the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen I immediately stopped in my tracks because there on the kitchen counter (the island counter) was my wife's car keys - but that was impossible because I had just used them outside!

At that moment, she came into the kitchen from the other direction and I asked her why are her keys on the counter. She said "No they're not. They are in my pocket." and she reached into her pocket and had a puzzled look on her face. She said, "That's weird. They were just in my pocket."

I pointed to the keys on the counter. She looked at me and asked how they got there because she had just had them in her pocket. I told her that I had her keys just now and I showed her the package that I had gotten out of her car. She said, "How did you put them into my pocket if you were outside with them?"

"Well, when did you put them on the counter? Because I did not sneak in and slip them into your pocket."

Totally weird! We both had the keys in our possession and then they appeared on the kitchen counter right between us.

This is one of the weirdest mind messing things that I have experienced in quite a while.

Wow! It is now 4am - I guess getting a good night sleep is out of the question for tonight! :)

[Bill Ryan]

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[scotslad]

We live in a large old house in NE scotland. Going back a few years I had my office on the far side of the house. I had 2 laptops. One I used daily and 1 that had a lot of old stuff on it. In needing to retrieve some files I too the laptop in bag through to office ready to work, returned to kitchen to make coffee then back to office.

Upon arriving in office - no laptop bag. (That was on table) - and only me in the house. (1 mile from nearest village) no houses, no people around us.

I searched everywhere. I blamed the kids - big family argument - nothing.

1 YEAR LATER...

I was in office, just finished telephone conversation, went through to kitchen to make coffee, and returned.

On the floor infront of office door - LAPTOP. (1 year later)!!!!

retell that story over and over - no answer, no clues, except for....

...One night I sent my daughter through to the office to get me a book from book case...

...she returned very shaken, saying she tried to reach for the light switch in the dark but couldnt find it, and right at that point there was
a cloud of shimering light appeared above her that looked like xmas tree lights and they each fell to the ground and dematerialised.

Never saw anything like that myself, but we still laugh about the family argument re the missing laptop and how it reappeared a year later.

All in tact, and powered up first time too. (NO BAG!)

Well weird, but true.

[Patient]

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Thanks Bill. Reality shift seems like a really good term to apply to this as well.

When talking to my wife about this, it is as if reality shifted as best it could to give us what we wanted. She told me that she wanted to give me the keys to get a few things out of the car for her. I wanted her to put the keys in a spot in the kitchen.

It is as if reality shifted as best it could to give both of us the outcome we desired.

Very cool.

[Patient]

We live in a large old house in NE scotland. Going back a few years I had my office on the far side of the house. I had 2 laptops. One I used daily and 1 that had a lot of old stuff on it. In needing to retrieve some files I too the laptop in bag through to office ready to work, returned to kitchen to make coffee then back to office.

Upon arriving in office - no laptop bag. (That was on table) - and only me in the house. (1 mile from nearest village) no houses, no people around us.

I searched everywhere. I blamed the kids - big family argument - nothing.

1 YEAR LATER...

I was in office, just finished telephone conversation, went through to kitchen to make coffee, and returned.

On the floor infront of office door - LAPTOP. (1 year later)!!!!

retell that story over and over - no answer, no clues, except for....

...One night I sent my daughter through to the office to get me a book from book case...

...she returned very shaken, saying she tried to reach for the light switch in the dark but couldnt find it, and right at that point there was
a cloud of shimering light appeared above her that looked like xmas tree lights and they each fell to the ground and dematerialised.

Never saw anything like that myself, but we still laugh about the family argument re the missing laptop and how it reappeared a year later.

All in tact, and powered up first time too. (NO BAG!)

Well weird, but true.

One thing that came to mind when reading your post - the laptop came back and was placed in a spot where you are not going to miss it. Also, as it was on the floor, it was in a place that shows that it was not misplaced in the first place, like in a box and accidentally put away

It returned to you right in your path. As if it was meant for you. Makes me wonder if someone else had come to that spot just before you if the laptop would have been there - and I doubt that it would have.

[Franny]

Oh my, I had hoped this was about the key to teleporting, my desired superpower.

I've had a situation with this as well. I had pulled up to the plant nursery in spring, hopped out of the car and stepped just inside the fence in front of it to pick up a few herbs, a few steps inside to pay and right out to my car. The keys were nowhere, I looked under the car, under the front seats, in the glove box, my pockets and bag, and traced my steps. Nothing.

One of the girls in the store ran me home to get my spare set of keys and when I returned home I checked the car again with a flash light. Nothing. Replaced the rest of my keys.

A few months later on a cold October morning I reached under the passenger seat where I officially kept my thick, red driving mittens and put my hand right on the keys. All were there. Since then I have kept an extra car key in my wallet, but what if it goes missing too? :confused:

[Mashika]

I had a similar experience when i was 13, i was visiting a friend and we were playing flipping a coin and she threw the coin in the air, i saw it fall in front of me about one meter away and we went to pick it up, the coin wasn't there somehow

We spent around one hour looking for it, thinking it may have gone into a crack or into the garden and we missed it rolling there, the coin never showed up

We finished middle school and i moved away and kept in contact ever now and then but we grew apart eventually. So after about 8 years or so after the coin event happened, she suddenly called all exited and out of breath, i could not even make sense of what she was saying, and eventually she calmed down and told me that she was going out for work in the morning and stepped into the front garden and noticed something shinny in the floor.. And there it was, the coin we lost, in the exact same location we saw it fall back then :)

:suspicious::twitch:

[Patient]

I had a similar experience when i was 13, i was visiting a friend and we were playing flipping a coin and she threw the coin in the air, i saw it fall in front of me about one meter away and we went to pick it up, the coin wasn't there somehow

We spent around one hour looking for it, thinking it may have gone into a crack or into the garden and we missed it rolling there, the coin never showed up

We finished middle school and i moved away and kept in contact ever now and then but we grew apart eventually. So after about 8 years or so after the coin event happened, she suddenly called all exited and out of breath, i could not even make sense of what she was saying, and eventually she calmed down and told me that she was going out for work in the morning and stepped into the front garden and noticed something shinny in the floor.. And there it was, the coin we lost, in the exact same location we saw it fall back then :)

:suspicious::twitch:

As weird, perplexing and amazing these type of things are, they are really elevated in their impact when shared with someone that you are close to in your life.

And Mashika, as you said that you and your friend had grown apart, I suspect that you two may have often thought of each other.

[Mark (Star Mariner)]

Here's some unexplained weirdness, one example of many I've experienced.

Years ago, mid-90s approximately, I was at a friend's small apartment. In the narrow hallway adjoining kitchen and living room he had a desk where a computer was set up. The pair of us were doing something on that computer, an old Pentium as it would've been in those days. We got up, and moved to return to the living room. It was then we heard a loud tap at our feet. For some unknown reason the gold ring my friend was wearing slipped off the end of his finger and impacted the hardwood floor. Now he never took that ring off. It was a valuable high carat gold band. He wore it on his index finger and it fit him tightly. It never came off, and certainly not by accident, but off his finger it slipped. Then we heard the ring rolling. I distinctly remember the sound of that gold ring rolling, for a few seconds, across the polished wooden flooring. We both looked down, trying to lock our eyes on it. Though it was a dim hall the light was on. But we could not see it.

The hallway was flanked by a skirting board. It was narrow enough to touch both walls with arms out-stretched. It opened onto the kitchen on one side, the living room on the other. At the top end of this corridor was that small computer alcove, at the other end it terminated at a stair, which went down to his front door. The ring did not roll to the stair. We'd have heard that. What we heard was the ring coming to a rest within that corridor, somewhere, with the sound similar to a coin spinning down with slow metallic gyrations until it comes to rest. Yet, we could not see where. In that tiny corridor there was nowhere it could possibly go where we could not see it. But it was not there. There was nothing it could roll under, and no gaps to hide in. It didn't roll into the kitchen or the living room. It had totally and absolutely vanished.

We looked and looked but to no avail. Trust me, we searched for that damn ring on our hands and knees for hours. A further 5 years my friend lived in that flat, and he would look often, but never saw that ring again.

[RunningDeer]

I just remembered my post from December 11th:


https://i.imgur.com/ArQ9qhd.jpg

I buried a crystal under a bush by my deck stairs about five years ago as part of an end of an era ceremony. This morning I caught it out of the corner of my eye while shoveling a new batch of snow. It was under the same bush clear as day. I had buried it about 3-4 inches in the soil and recovered it with the layers of stones used for drainage.

A week or so ago, I remembered the crystal and thought it probably was too extreme an action to take. Then I forgot about it. I’m glad the old friend has come back for a stay.

♡

[Caliban]

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She's a physicist so she looks at the woo-woo from that point of view, but doesn't try to explain everything weird by physics, like some other boring presenters. She's a lot of fun. Oh, and she was a pioneer in terms of examining and researching the Mandela Effect !

[Patient]

Here's some unexplained weirdness, one example of many I've experienced.

Years ago, mid-90s approximately, I was at a friend's small apartment. In the narrow hallway adjoining kitchen and living room he had a desk where a computer was set up. The pair of us were doing something on that computer, an old Pentium as it would've been in those days. We got up, and moved to return to the living room. It was then we heard a loud tap at our feet. For some unknown reason the gold ring my friend was wearing slipped off the end of his finger and impacted the hardwood floor. Now he never took that ring off. It was a valuable high carat gold band. He wore it on his index finger and it fit him tightly. It never came off, and certainly not by accident, but off his finger it slipped. Then we heard the ring rolling. I distinctly remember the sound of that gold ring rolling, for a few seconds, across the polished wooden flooring. We both looked down, trying to lock our eyes on it. Though it was a dim hall the light was on. But we could not see it.

The hallway was flanked by a skirting board. It was narrow enough to touch both walls with arms out-stretched. It opened onto the kitchen on one side, the living room on the other. At the top end of this corridor was that small computer alcove, at the other end it terminated at a stair, which went down to his front door. The ring did not roll to the stair. We'd have heard that. What we heard was the ring coming to a rest within that corridor, somewhere, with the sound similar to a coin spinning down with slow metallic gyrations until it comes to rest. Yet, we could not see where. In that tiny corridor there was nowhere it could possibly go where we could not see it. But it was not there. There was nothing it could roll under, and no gaps to hide in. It didn't roll into the kitchen or the living room. It had totally and absolutely vanished.

We looked and looked but to no avail. Trust me, we searched for that damn ring on our hands and knees for hours. A further 5 years my friend lived in that flat, and he would look often, but never saw that ring again.

Wow, those are the kind of things that grab a hold of your mind and just have you questioning yourself over and over.

I have a ring story that is opposite of that. Short version is; I have my Fathers' ring. It does not fit well on any finger. I have lost it many times but remarkably I have always found it.

Onve it fell off my finger in my front yard somewhere. I did not notice that it had fallen off due to my hands being very cold. A couple days later while walking down the long gravel driveway I paused and looked down (for no reason that I could think of), and there was the ring.

I have always found it. (But I am very careful due to the amount of times that I have lost it.)

[Ratszinger]

Lol - yes, I seem to have these weird things so often that I am sure some people are skeptical. I assure you though - I am truthful and honest.

So this is a weird one. Really caught me off-guard.

I will start with a bit of a layout of our new house. It has a main floor with a kitchen area. An upstairs and a walk-out basement below (The basement is a lower floor from the main that is on ground level in the back.)

We had just got home. My wife and I were down stairs in the basement area. She put her car keys on a box. I said to her as I was heading out to my car "Don't put your keys down unless you put them in the kitchen where we decided to put them or you could lose them."

I went out to my car. I reached into my pocket for my keys as I needed to open the trunk. I grabbed the key fob and pressed the trunk button. I was surprised when it opened the trunk to my wife's car and at that time I noticed that her car had been left running. I grabbed my own keys from my pocket and finished at my car. I went to her car and closed the trunk and then I turned the car off and put the keys into my pocket. (Not thinking that it was weird that I had the keys in the first place as they should have been downstairs sitting on a box. But it was cold - I was trying to get things done and get back into the house as quickly as possible.)

I walked through the front door that leads directly into the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen I immediately stopped in my tracks because there on the kitchen counter (the island counter) was my wife's car keys - but that was impossible because I had just used them outside!

At that moment, she came into the kitchen from the other direction and I asked her why are her keys on the counter. She said "No they're not. They are in my pocket." and she reached into her pocket and had a puzzled look on her face. She said, "That's weird. They were just in my pocket."

I pointed to the keys on the counter. She looked at me and asked how they got there because she had just had them in her pocket. I told her that I had her keys just now and I showed her the package that I had gotten out of her car. She said, "How did you put them into my pocket if you were outside with them?"

"Well, when did you put them on the counter? Because I did not sneak in and slip them into your pocket."

Totally weird! We both had the keys in our possession and then they appeared on the kitchen counter right between us.

This is one of the weirdest mind messing things that I have experienced in quite a while.

Wow! It is now 4am - I guess getting a good night sleep is out of the question for tonight! :)

Interesting but the latest developments in quantum theory indicate strongly we create our own reality. So, consider that since all that apparently holds all this together that we see before us is the certainty we all have that it is real, then perhaps you were so certain you had the keys you simply did?

[Justplain]

I understand that teleporting keys may have been a manifestation conjured by the participants involved. However, some of the other incidents reported by posters in this thread seem to be a bit different. The missing laptop is one, the lost ring another. These point to weird disappearances that remind me of disappearing people that David Paulides investigates.

In a video, posted on another recent thread (which I am unable to find), David called in a father/son physicist team to help investigate a missing hiker who was walking through an ancient native American settlement in the southwest USA. The natives that had inhabited this region had mysteriously disappeared. This hiker, on a well travelled trail, had simply vanished. The scientists went to a particularly sacred site in the location, according to current local natives, and conducted speed of light experiments that showed that the location being tested had a weird time gap, meaning space-time did not operate normally there.

Thus, the discussion in the documentary ventured into topics of inter-dimensional portals. There are stories of people seeing stairways and doorways in these odd places. It appears that even white world science can now detect these abnormalities.

Paulides speculates in this video that, although some natural 'portals' most likely exist, that it is also likely that these portals could be created and manipulated by an intelligence.

By the sounds of it, in some of these incidents described, that some form of intelligence is manipulating the objects involved. Fortunately no one has gone missing in these tales. That would be a most disturbing experience.

[Patient]

Lol - yes, I seem to have these weird things so often that I am sure some people are skeptical. I assure you though - I am truthful and honest.

So this is a weird one. Really caught me off-guard.

I will start with a bit of a layout of our new house. It has a main floor with a kitchen area. An upstairs and a walk-out basement below (The basement is a lower floor from the main that is on ground level in the back.)

We had just got home. My wife and I were down stairs in the basement area. She put her car keys on a box. I said to her as I was heading out to my car "Don't put your keys down unless you put them in the kitchen where we decided to put them or you could lose them."

I went out to my car. I reached into my pocket for my keys as I needed to open the trunk. I grabbed the key fob and pressed the trunk button. I was surprised when it opened the trunk to my wife's car and at that time I noticed that her car had been left running. I grabbed my own keys from my pocket and finished at my car. I went to her car and closed the trunk and then I turned the car off and put the keys into my pocket. (Not thinking that it was weird that I had the keys in the first place as they should have been downstairs sitting on a box. But it was cold - I was trying to get things done and get back into the house as quickly as possible.)

I walked through the front door that leads directly into the kitchen. As I entered the kitchen I immediately stopped in my tracks because there on the kitchen counter (the island counter) was my wife's car keys - but that was impossible because I had just used them outside!

At that moment, she came into the kitchen from the other direction and I asked her why are her keys on the counter. She said "No they're not. They are in my pocket." and she reached into her pocket and had a puzzled look on her face. She said, "That's weird. They were just in my pocket."

I pointed to the keys on the counter. She looked at me and asked how they got there because she had just had them in her pocket. I told her that I had her keys just now and I showed her the package that I had gotten out of her car. She said, "How did you put them into my pocket if you were outside with them?"

"Well, when did you put them on the counter? Because I did not sneak in and slip them into your pocket."

Totally weird! We both had the keys in our possession and then they appeared on the kitchen counter right between us.

This is one of the weirdest mind messing things that I have experienced in quite a while.

Wow! It is now 4am - I guess getting a good night sleep is out of the question for tonight! :)

Interesting but the latest developments in quantum theory indicate strongly we create our own reality. So, consider that since all that apparently holds all this together that we see before us is the certainty we all have that it is real, then perhaps you were so certain you had the keys you simply did?

Perhaps I should have spent more time writing the initial post, but I was very busy so I did it quickly.

If you read the first post again you will see that I discovered that I had my wife's car keys by accident. I had no intention of dealing with her car only my own.

[Ben]

I've had quite a lot of disappearing object experiences over the years, but for some reason this one story sprung to mind when I read the OP.

When I was a teenager, and still living at my family home, there existed what I referred to (equal parts a term of endearment and irritation) as the 'sock monster', who lived in the washing machine. Existing purely to steal odd socks from me while my clothes were being washed.

It's fair to say I had become resigned to hardly ever having a pair of socks to put on, never mind nice woollen warn ones (sock monster prized those above all others).

Now one day, after filling up the machine, I did a last reccie of my room, and to my pleasant surprise, found a pair of nice thick warm socks.

I carried them through to the washing machine, and I remember this very clearly because I was happy about having a potential pair of clean warm socks to wear and also that I was going to get one over the cheeky theif, and just as I was about to lean down to open the door I dropped them.

They had been tucked together tightly, I had nothing else in my hands, and nothing else was on the floor.

I bent down to pick them up and to my chagrin there was only one there.

I stood there staring at the machine, thinking, somewhat ruefully, 'you swine you', as I imagined sock monster had opportunistically grabbed one of my (only) pair of prized socks while they fell past the machine door.

I never saw that sock again, but am happy to report that sock monster and I don't have much to do with each other these days, and that I can sleep at night happily in the knowledge that I can go hiking with cozy feet whenever I want.

[Patient]

I think there are probably a few different things that are responsible for missing/disappearing items.

The Mandela affect created quite a mess, albeit that it might have been a controlled experiment. (Just a theory.) But perhaps whatever energy is/was at the source of it, there very well could be small after-effects occurring.

Another culprit for disappearing items could be a paranormal source. A friend of mine lived in a house that they shared with a ghost. They would have items vanish right while they were using them. For example, once while doing a small house repair, a screw driver was not there when he reached to use it again. It was just gone. The tv remote would be lost. Another time it was the bottle opener. The items would go missing during the small time frame that they were handling them. A few days later they would always be found on the floor of one of the closets. They just got use to it and found it to be a playful annoyance.

I suppose we could also experince small black-outs of memory that are structured so that we do not notice them. (Again, just a theory.)

I sometimes wonder if we have guardian angels that manipulate things in our lives perhaps to delay us so that we are not at a certain place at a certain time to avoid an accident. This is something I have felt myself more than a couple times. An odd occurrence delayed me once and I was dumbfounded how it could be, and then I found that my delay helped me avoid a major multiple car pile-up on my route to work.

All in all, I have experienced enough mysterious events that have proven to me that there is so much more going on around us than we will perhaps never know.

But that's ok. :)

[Patient]

I've had quite a lot of disappearing object experiences over the years, but for some reason this one story sprung to mind when I read the OP.

When I was a teenager, and still living at my family home, there existed what I referred to (equal parts a term of endearment and irritation) as the 'sock monster', who lived in the washing machine. Existing purely to steal odd socks from me while my clothes were being washed.

It's fair to say I had become resigned to hardly ever having a pair of socks to put on, never mind nice woollen warn ones (sock monster prized those above all others).

Now one day, after filling up the machine, I did a last reccie of my room, and to my pleasant surprise, found a pair of nice thick warm socks.

I carried them through to the washing machine, and I remember this very clearly because I was happy about having a potential pair of clean warm socks to wear and also that I was going to get one over the cheeky theif, and just as I was about to lean down to open the door I dropped them.

They had been tucked together tightly, I had nothing else in my hands, and nothing else was on the floor.

I bent down to pick them up and to my chagrin there was only one there.

I stood there staring at the machine, thinking, somewhat ruefully, 'you swine you', as I imagined sock monster had opportunistically grabbed one of my (only) pair of prized socks while they fell past the machine door.

I never saw that sock again, but am happy to report that sock monster and I don't have much to do with each other these days, and that I can sleep at night happily in the knowledge that I can go hiking with cozy feet whenever I want.

I think everyone has experienced the sock monster.

I have given up on that battle and resigned myself to just buying more socks. If you buy the same type and colour you will always have a pair. :)

[Mashika]

I think there are probably a few different things that are responsible for missing/disappearing items.

The Mandela affect created quite a mess, albeit that it might have been a controlled experiment. (Just a theory.) But perhaps whatever energy is/was at the source of it, there very well could be small after-effects occurring.

Another culprit for disappearing items could be a paranormal source. A friend of mine lived in a house that they shared with a ghost. They would have items vanish right while they were using them. For example, once while doing a small house repair, a screw driver was not there when he reached to use it again. It was just gone. The tv remote would be lost. Another time it was the bottle opener. The items would go missing during the small time frame that they were handling them. A few days later they would always be found on the floor of one of the closets. They just got use to it and found it to be a playful annoyance.

I suppose we could also experince small black-outs of memory that are structured so that we do not notice them. (Again, just a theory.)

I sometimes wonder if we have guardian angels that manipulate things in our lives perhaps to delay us so that we are not at a certain place at a certain time to avoid an accident. This is something I have felt myself more than a couple times. An odd occurrence delayed me once and I was dumbfounded how it could be, and then I found that my delay helped me avoid a major multiple car pile-up on my route to work.

All in all, I have experienced enough mysterious events that have proven to me that there is so much more going on around us than we will perhaps never know.

But that's ok. :)

I don't think it has much to do with the Mandela effect, i remember reading old tales about little demons taking up or misplacing things around houses from way back like 1500 or so, i can't remember an exact tale right now but definitely i know this "things go out of place and turn out later in the same/other place" has been going on for centuries or even more



I sometimes wonder if we have guardian angels that manipulate things in our lives perhaps to delay us so that we are not at a certain place at a certain time to avoid an accident. This is something I have felt myself more than a couple times. An odd occurrence delayed me once and I was dumbfounded how it could be, and then I found that my delay helped me avoid a major multiple car pile-up on my route to work.

Did not happen to me directly but i have seen this real time

Was with a cousin going downtown some years ago and we were about to cross the street, so the signal came up and we were about to step and cross and we heard someone yell his name very out loud behind us, he turned around and so did i and there was no one in the entire block ??? so as we were looking back suddenly a car drove past us totally out of control and stepped over the sidewalk and almost crashed into a parked car, and also almost hit us, in a way that if we had stepped down from the sidewalk we would have been hit for sure and probably die due to how crazy speed the car was on right there

I don't know anything about that but i know i experienced this with my cousin, and most people did not believe us at the time (it's your imagination and blah lol, kids and stuff!) but he and me know we did not imagine that stuff