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[spoiler]Is telepathy real?
How do you know?
Because I read someone’s mind.
Haha, and what were you smoking when you did that?
Well, each of the incidents (only two) happened when I was in elementary and middle school. So no, I can’t say that I was smoking or drinking anything at that time (and still am not, lol).
And I should believe you because?
I don’t know. You should just believe what you want to believe .
I can just settle this now, what am I thinking?
I don’t know. Both of the times I read someone’s mind were involuntary. All the times I have tried to purposely read someone’s mind have been unsuccessful.
Wow. Okay, so, why do you think you can only involuntary (if at all) read someone’s mind?
Eh, I don’t know. Both the people that I have read were people that I felt a very strong emotional connection with. Both of the incidents were different. Um, I can tell you the stories if you would like to hear them.
Yeah, sure. This should be interesting.
Okay, the first incident happened when I was talking to my friend over the telephone. I considered this girl to be my best friend. We would often have play dates and surf the internet together. She was the only friend I spoke to over the phone, so whenever we talked, it was a pretty pleasant time.
Um, I don’t really remember the conversation we had verbatim, but I do know that the content really only pertained to the kind of things kids talked about (I was maybe 6-8).
So, me and her were just talking. I remember she asked me a question, and naturally, I replied.
Then all of a sudden she shrieked, “Hey, I was just thinking that!”.
Hm? What does she mean? I literally just heard her say it.
When I told her this, she eagerly expressed that she did not say the question I had answered aloud.
This perplexed me, but it didn’t pique my interest at all. I wasn’t sure how I just heard my friend’s internal question just as normally as I did all the other questions and words she said throughout our conversation.
But my friend was still ethused about the whole affair, and quickly went about asking me what she was currently thinking.
I had no idea, the silence on the phone was just silence to me. No words came to my ears.
I randomly surveyed my surroundings, feeling that what was on her mind was one of the objects in my living room.
“Um…” My eyes locked onto the taco salad my mom made for dinner “You’re thinking about taco salad?”
“No!” she said. And after that, the mind reading fiasco had been dropped just as quickly as it had arisen.
Hm, so, your friend is sure you read her mind? Are you sure that she wasn’t just pranking you?
Well, I think my friend was pretty aware of what had just transpired. Not only that, but she was pretty excited about it.
As for the pranking, um, I can’t say that I think she pranked me. She had never pranked me throughout the history of our friendship (if anything, out friendship was more stromy than light hearted). We were also best friends who often exchanged secrets, so I’m sure that if she was playing a harmless prank on me, she would’ve let me in on the joke.
Okay, whatever you say. Just to clarify, is this the first encounter you ever had with telepathy?
Okay, well, I think I’m ready for the second incident.
Alright, so this story happened when I was in middle school (probably was 12-13). I was in choir with my small ragtag group of friend. Once again, we were talking about the random topics that pertained to people our age and just hanging out.
I’m not quite sure what went wrong, but I think that I said something that made my friend feel angry. She had went from smiling to glaring down at her lap with contempt. I remember the overwhelming sense of guilt and worry I felt when her mood had changed after what I had said.
I immediately tried to ask her what was wrong. I had gently tried to pry what was bothering her about two or three times before I had just resolved to worriedly staring at her.
Although the visuals of this event are a bit faded, I still can remember the pool of worry that had emanated from my whole being. All I knew was that my best friend was angry about something and that I was very concerned as to what was bothering her.
I remember analyzing her facial features, desperately hoping that I could discern what her problem was so that I could help.
After looking at her face, I remember looking at her forehead and focusing on the space between her eyebrows.
For some reason, I had stared at this particular point on her forehead and desperately wished to know what was troubling my friend. After that, I felt my own eyebrows furrow and I heard a clicking sound. It was like I had pressed a button in my friend’s head.
After that clicking noise, I heard my friend’s thoughts very clearly. Her mental voice sounded the exact same as her normal speaking voice I heard everyday.
I finally knew what my friend was angry about, and I knew that she was specifically mad at me.
After hearing a single word repeated without end in my friend’s head, I had removed myself from my friend’s mind and felt a very small splash of excitement at having discerned what my friend was thinking while she was angry.
I didn’t waste a moment considering what to do next. While I was hearing my friend’s thoughts, it was like I was in a brief trance. So, when I returned back to myself, I straightened my slouched posture and calmly clasped my hands.
I remember these exact words verbatim:
“So, why are you calling me a bitch over and over again inside of your brain?”
The words were even kelled and laced with a slight since of pride. The words came easily, but they were said with a little rushing due to not knowing exactly how to confront someone about their own literal thoughts.
My best friend had immediately snapped out of her glaring. Her eyes had slowly widened until the white of her eyes were visible. Her face began to contort in shock and her jaw slowly dropped.
“JaMisa (filler, not my irl name), did you just read my mind?”
I simply gave her a knowing smile, feeling triumph and happiness soar through me.
My friend immediately began to look excited, I saw her mouth move to ask me a million and one questions.
It was at that moment that the bell had rung to signal the end of the period.
I immediately snapped back into reality. I grabbed the things that were under my chair and looked at my friend whose eyes followed each of my actions with an awe-stricken expression. I smiled at her again, already over the whole strange affair that had taken place.
“C’mon Chelsea (fake name), let’s get to our next class”.
Her expression was still frozen. I could begin to see a little disbelief in her eyes, as if she was wondering how could I be worried about getting to class when a supposedly impossible event had just happened.
I smiled at her again, feeling somewhere inbetween uneasy and worried, this was the most quiet and frozen I had ever seen my loquacious and active friend be. I tried to lighten the mood, “If you keep your mouth open like that, you’ll catch flies”.
After I said that, my friend snapped out of her her stupor. She immediately flashed me an annoyed look and began to get her things while I patiently stood waiting for her. After she gathered all of her materials, we shuffled out of the choir room and the event that had taken place near the end of class stayed there.
Haha, um. Do you have any questions?
Yeah! I was just still processing the story. Um, did you know about the third eye at that time?
No! Reflecting back on that story, I do think that it is odd that I had unconsciously focused on the area where the third eye is when I wanted to know what was wrong with my friend. I’m not quite sure about how to work out a whole theory, but I do think the third eye has a definite relationship to telepathy.
What was the clicking sound?
I think it was… well, I have a little theory. I think that the third eye has to do with the thoughts one has. So, when I heard the clicking sound (which had happened after I felt like I had pressed a button with my mind) I think it was the sound of my friend’s third eye opening so that I could hear her thoughts.
I mean, people talk about the third eye being closed and open, so who is to say that when the third eye is opened (or breached?) by a person that it does not indeed make a clicking noise?
Also, I think I have watch videos in which people opening their own third eye have spoken on hearing a clicking noise when their eye is opened.
What do you mean when you said you removed yourself from your friend’s mind?
Well, I think a part of my conciousness had reached out to access her third eye.
So, when I naturally was ready to leave her mind, I think that the part of my consciousness that had reached out (or maybe even left) to access her third eye returned to me (which gave me that feeling of leaving a trance).
So yeah. It’s hard to go into very specific details because the essence of telepathy is definitely not physical. It’s metaphysical (or mental). So when I left and returned, it was moreso the feeling of leaving and returning, rather than the actual act.
And we all know how notoriously hard it is to sometimes explain our feelings .
What was it like when you were in your friend’s mind?
It felt like I was in a trance. I wasn’t really aware of my environment (not that I ever really am, but this was different). In reference to my friend and my environment, it was like the only thing that I could focus on was my friend.
I remember that my eyes felt glazed over because I was putting so much of my focus onto my friend and her thoughts (versus my environment and my visual faculties, which was kinda on default mode).
Do you know that feeling you have when you daydream? You become less aware of your environment, and the deeper the daydream is, the more unaware of time and your environment you become.
Yes, that the closest example I can give you. When my consciousness left my friend’s mind, there was a slight feeling of not knowing how long I was listening to my friend’s thoughts and there was definitely a higher and more normal awareness of my environment.
So yeah, I logically knew that I had only read my friend’s thoughts for a millisecond, but when I was doing it, my concept of time was flexible and she was the main point of focus in my vision (almost like tunnel vision, but I could still see my environment).
Also, I wasn’t aware of any other noise except the noise inside of my friend’s head (which was the single word she was repeating in her head).
So yeah, entering some one’s mind = trance (or at least, that is my physical perception of that the feeling I felt was).
Do people really sound the exact same in their thoughts from the standpoint of reading their mind?
I have to tell you, I am endlessly annoyed by some of the crappy representations used to demonstrate mind reading in television, movies, etc.
There is NOT some weird echoy effect when you read someone’s mind. The way people say words in their heads litarlly sounds the exact same way they sound when using verbal communication.
I’m sure there are some exceptions to this rule, but for the most part, people sound the same inside of their mind (in fact, I would argue they sound better because the mental voice doesn’t require you to breathe to speak. So the words are likely to sound more fluid without needing to worry about taking a breathe, moving a tongue and lips, etc.).
Do you think you will ever read someone’s mind again?
Yeah. I mean, I more so feel like I subconciously read people’s minds now a days (a lot of times I’ll say something and people will go “I was just thinking that!” But, you know, I’m not literally reading their minds so if someone never says they were thinking what I was saying, I would never know that I had did what I did).
How do you feel about knowing you read someone’s mind?
Well, as you could see in my stories, I wasn’t really interested in what I had did.
I was a kid at the time, so for me, everything felt normal, even if it wasn’t normal.
The first time I read someone’s mind, I didn’t care. I knew I did something, but I struggled to see why it was something to be excited about.
The second time, I was more aware of the significance of what I did. But yet, I still felt underwhelmed by the event.
In MBTI terms, I feel like my aux Ne allows me to take wacky and weird things in stride more than someone who maybe doesn’t have Ne in that particular position.
In astrology terms, I have Moon in Taurus, so, it’s takes a lot to even make me feel something intensely or deeply (but when I do, boy does Moon Opp. Pluto have fun with it ).
So yeah, I would just say I was a kid who was just a kid. I lived life carelessly and wasn’t one for deep thinking in any way shape or form at that time.
Okay, well, this Q and A is getting a little long. Would you like to offer your final thoughts (and subsequently go to sleep you little night owl you).
So guys, this was my limited yet insightful thoughts and experience on telepathy ( the cat’s out of the bag!).
Feel free to ask more questions or to share your thoughts on this topic.
I definitely don’t mind going into more detail on certain things if my answers were still a little vague.
Also, besides the whole weirdness in talking about telepathy in the first place, don’t think I’m weird for interviewing myself (lol, my priorities are all jacked up).
So yeah, come center stage and join the madness this thread is destined to become ![/spoiler]