I think I should have died when I was born in 12 and went to another time and space.
Mainly because of my dad's attitude.
From 12 to now, my dad and I haven't had a good talk. He basically ignored me, or scolded me for switching between two States.
But a few days before I gave birth, I went for a walk with my parents. My dad also said: Dad will always be your protector.
I have been loved by thousands of people since I was 30 years old. It will be thirty in a blink of an eye. It's nothing.
Seriously, it's my father. So I can't figure it out
If it's a husband or something, it can explain a change of heart. What is my father's heart?
I couldn't figure it out before, but when I came back, I thought it should be parallel time and space.
This time and space is a difficult version.
I dreamed about my father last night. Dad smiled, his mouth slightly crooked. Dad said, Bao Er, are you back? Dad misses you. I threw myself into my father's arms, but I was wronged. Tell me how he abused me. Crying all night.
I woke up and faced my father who called me a dog.
I didn't do anything. I'm still that cute little girl, just a little older now, not as cute as when I was a child, but I won't be treated like this.
So, I think, when I gave birth, I should have crossed into another space, and my father and I are no longer in the same time and space.
I don't feel pain because I was born the boss, which is unreasonable in itself. )
Another possibility is that I am dead and suffering in hell now. My parents are evil spirits, and they all come to rub me.
Sometimes my imagination is very rich. Isn't 20 12 the end of the world? So I should be in hell or virtual world now. Anyway, my father who loves me the most is gone.
These are all my fantasies, not true, or self-psychological hints, which help me get rid of myself.
Of course, the scientific explanation is: parents are old, the weather is dry, and people are old and heartless. I'm not a good person, at least I didn't learn twenty-four filial piety well.
I am convinced, because I have experienced many such things personally, but I don't want to mention them to others, because I mention that others don't believe me, so I don't want to waste my breath. One day at my home in Dalian, I suddenly told my husband that your relatives had been taken away and his husband was talking nonsense. How come... Less than half an hour after I finished speaking, a phone call came and confirmed what I said. Another morning, I woke up and told my husband that a man who came to my warehouse today emptied our warehouse. My husband said how can there be hundreds of thousands of clothes in the warehouse? A man really came to the company at 9: 30, talked with me for more than ten minutes and took the whole warehouse away. Moreover, this man didn't even look at any styles, so he took the package price together, then found two big trucks and drove away, dumbfounded my husband. I can't believe it. Later, I heard that this man is in the real estate business, pulling clothes from my warehouse to pay off debts. When I was only in my twenties, I once dreamed of a place, an old building with big columns and chains. I have never been to that place, it is far from my home. In order to confirm this dream, I really went, and it was exactly the same as my dream. There are many such things in life, some of which are inconvenient to express here and really can't be explained clearly.
In the first year after my father died, I took my daughter back to my hometown in the summer vacation. After lunch, my mother and my daughter were lying in bed chatting. I fell asleep in the middle, chatting, and I was so happy to see my father come back. I said, Dad, how did you know I was back? Tears of joy, sadness, I was awakened by the people around me, I lost my temper. I said my dad came back to see me, so happy that I was too lazy to chat. Why did you push me? When they talk, you start crying, crying so loudly that you will be pushed. I was so angry that I ran to the living room sofa where my father often sat and sat down.
Another time, I was alone at home, lying on the sofa watching my mobile phone, and fell asleep watching it. I had a nightmare. The sofa is facing the sliding door of the living room. I can hear all kinds of noises downstairs, but my limbs can't move. The sofa is soft. The more I struggle, the heavier my head becomes, and I have difficulty breathing, which is particularly uncomfortable. I thought my husband was on a business trip and my daughter didn't come back until the weekend. I didn't turn on the fan just now. If I can't wake up at home, no one knows and no one will come to save me. What should I do? But I couldn't wake up after a struggle. Finally, I was desperate and shouted with all my strength: "Dad, help me, Dad, help me." At that time, my father had been dead for more than a year, but I woke up with a cry [sob] [prayer]
My mother died at the age of 80 and loved my brother the most. A few days after my mother left, my brother had a dream that my mother was in her 40 s and came over to tell my brother that her mother had left. In my dream, my mother came out of the sun and stood on a meadow with blue sky as the background and trees and flowers on the meadow.
After my mother left, my brother was in great pain. People who are almost 50 years old can cry when they wake up, and they can cry when they stand in the street. He had this dream and remembered it clearly when he woke up. He called me and told me over and over again. Later, according to the mother's wishes, the brothers sent their mother's ashes back to their grandparents' graves (the mother was an only child). Because the cemetery is in the mountains, I asked Mr. Feng Shui to give me a place. Mr. Feng Shui booked a place for my brother to see. My brother looked up and became stupid. The whole scene is exactly the same as what he saw in his dream. The blue sky and the sun fall from the sky, and the trees and grass on both sides are scenes in a dream. My brother decided on the spot where my mother was buried.
My brother used to be a thorough materialist. From then on, he believed in parallel worlds. He always said that dreaming and dreaming are two different things.
I believe. One night more than 20 years ago, the chandelier in the living room suddenly fell, smashing glass slag everywhere. Fortunately, I didn't bump into anyone during the day. Because the house has just been renovated and moved in soon, my mother said to go to the decoration company, and the fat boss refused to lose money anyway. My mother is very angry. I can't help it. Let me do something. I said that I have a friend, Brother He, who is also a big man and knows how to decorate. Better ask him for help. Later, because the nurses were very busy at work, there were three shifts in the day shift and night shift, as if everything had passed. A few days later, I came home from work and found a new chandelier in the living room. At first glance, it was the style chosen by my mother, and I didn't ask much. I really remember all the above. However, just a few years ago, before my mother died, I talked to her once. She said that thanks to your friend Brother He's help, we invited our mother and daughter and the fat boss to the restaurant and served a table of dining tables first. Later, the fat boss was ungrateful. He Ge finally got angry and hit the bench, almost fighting with him. The next day, the fat boss obediently came to my house to turn on my mother's light and installed it when he came back. ...
Tell me a personal experience:
I didn't believe it before, but now I can't say it. After all, I have never really been there! But I personally experienced a strange thing, and I still have no solution!
I didn't study hard in high school, and my old father sent me to study art because he was afraid that I wouldn't get into college. I studied in my hometown small county for two years. In the third year of high school, my father and colleagues said that they would go to Chongqing to study with those who were admitted to the fine arts major, so I followed! I remember very clearly that in the house next to the school I rented in Chongqing, there was a good aunt, an uncle paralyzed in bed, two sons, the eldest son got married, and the younger son had a girlfriend but didn't get married. I always go to Chongqing twice. I went to class for the first time, lived in menstruation for two months, and took the second exam. I lived in menstruation's house for half a month, and I still remember it vividly. Occasionally I go out to play with my aunt's little brother and his girlfriend. I have never lived anywhere else.
However, the problem is coming. After I was admitted to the university, I reported to live in the school dormitory on the first day. I was surprised to meet a female classmate in my dormitory and said that she knew me. When we were studying art in Chongqing, we rented the same dormitory in that school and lived together for more than a month! I was really puzzled at that time, saying that she must have remembered wrong. I don't live in school, but in the residents' home next to the rented school! But she is extremely sure that she will never remember wrong or mistake someone for another! I was really embarrassed! It has been 20 years since this incident, and that classmate still insists that she and I lived in Chongqing, and all kinds of details are listed. I nodded helplessly and pretended to know, but I really knew in my heart that this was not me!
So in all worlds, anything is possible! !
One night a month ago, at about four o'clock in the middle of the night, the alarm of a car downstairs suddenly sounded, which lasted for more than twenty minutes before it stopped, waking everyone downstairs. After the car stopped ringing, I wanted to fall asleep quickly. I have to go to work at six o'clock the next day and can sleep for more than an hour. The more I want to sleep, the more I can't sleep. Then I fell asleep in a daze and woke up immediately. When I looked at my mobile phone, it was 7: 18. It's over. I'm late. I got out of bed at once, and then my husband followed. He said it would be faster if he took me. I went to the bathroom to wash as usual, and when I combed my hair, I found that the bathroom was a little different from my home now, and it was much wider, but I didn't care when I was busy at work. When I went out, I found something was wrong. Besides family of origin, there are others at home. Although I don't think it's right, I seem to be used to it. The external environment after going out is completely different from our current external environment. The whole world gives me the feeling that it is very narrow, not spacious and very wronged. There are dark clouds in the sky, and we can't see the sun. There is a circle of white light in a position similar to the sun, just like when dark clouds are gathering and the sun comes out. People around you don't show anything strange about this environment, so why talk and laugh? After my husband and I walked a short distance, my daughter followed us. She said she would come with us, and there was a child who looked like her in the back. I know very well that I only have one child, but another consciousness in my head tells me that they are twins and both are my children. What I was thinking was that I might have entered parallel space. I can't stay here. I want to go back. At this moment, the dark clouds in the sky cleared away a little. I saw that it was not the sun that appeared at the same position as the sun, but two things like satellites surrounded a big thing, um ... I don't know how to describe it, like a huge cylindrical barrel? This is definitely not on earth! There are some plants planted by the roadside, which are very similar to rice, but instead of rice ears, they come out like bagged marshmallows. I also panicked and followed my husband as usual. The road we took at that time was not a smooth road, but a winding step. After a while, there was nothing beside the steps, nothing. If you really want to describe it, it is probably vanity. I wanted to get out of there, and this vanity happened. I just jumped. As soon as I jumped, the alarm clock rang and woke up. It's too real to be a dream!
I don't know, but I will tell you a true story.
Listen, friends, let's see if parallel space-time really exists.
At that time, I had just received the university admission notice. I couldn't restrain my inner joy and excitement, so I went hiking with my classmates. What mountain did you climb? Mount Huashan in Xiyue.
We started climbing mountains in the middle of the night so that we could watch the sunrise in the morning.
Mountain climbing is actually very tiring. When we reached the top of the mountain, everyone was exhausted. But I got my wish, saw the beautiful and spectacular sunrise, regained my vitality and began to slowly descend the mountain.
It was nearly ten o'clock when we got down to thousands of feet Gorge in Huashan. The temperature is very high in summer, but at this time, the mountain road is breezy and comfortable.
On the way, most of them went down the mountain, some were talking and laughing loudly, some were pouring water into their mouths, and some were chewing.
Suddenly got a cold war for no reason, and suddenly felt creepy.
Because, such a scene. It really exists in a dream of my third grade primary school!
I quickly turned my head back and looked at more than ten meters away. Because, in my dream, a person slipped and fell under a three-meter-high mountain road.
As soon as I turned my head, I heard a scream of commitment. The same person as in my dream, the same posture, fell down and screamed.
And my actions at this time are completely in line with my dreams.
The man is fine, but he sprained his foot.
I turned my head, and in my dream, I saw a grass on the stone.
My god, the posture, direction and angle of the grass shaking are exactly the same as in the dream.
That dream also ended here.
I didn't say a word when I came back because of fear.
From then on, I thought that time and information were completely different from our previous cognition.
What do you think, friends?
A very strange thing happened in my family these days.
My husband and I mentioned a scenic spot because we discussed where to take our children to play. As a result, didn't my husband say he had been there the year before last? I was shocked. When have we been there?
But my husband insisted that he had been there, and he made it very clear what it was like that day, who he brought with him and what the tourist attractions were like! But I'm sure that's not true.
Then, we asked all the people present to confirm what my husband said, but everyone said there was no such thing. I also asked my friends who have been to that scenic spot in the past that everything in the scenic spot is exactly the same as what my husband said.
Then because of this matter, we quarreled for several days. My husband thinks what he said is completely correct, but I really don't know that I have been to that place! Besides, I know my husband has never been with anyone else. Because of the nature of his work, he has no time to travel with others. Basically, he takes time out to spend time with me and my children once a year.
We plan to go to that place for a field trip as soon as the epidemic is over to see what the truth is, but I think my husband must have been there in his dream or traveled in parallel in time and space. [Cover your face]
I have believed in parallel worlds since last year. Then I have a reasonable explanation for my mother's strange behavior: she is a mother in another space, and she is not the same person as my mother in memory. I have lived with my mother since I came back from Japan in recent years. My mother's physical signs show that her memory is different from mine.
When she was a child, she could cook crispy white meat and roast whole chicken. Now she can't. I said, didn't you often do it before? Have you forgotten? She answered me: you talk nonsense, I won't do it!
When I was a child, she asked me to pick the dishes clean, piece by piece, and I was beaten for it. Now I see that her food is not clean, so I ask her: You didn't ask me to pick vegetables piece by piece. Why did you bury them? You used to be different. She replied: there is nothing dirty about this dish, so there is no need to work so hard. You see, it's totally different from what I said!
She used to be superstitious. She said that when she was a child, someone counted her life and said that she could only live to be 53 years old. Then when I was a child, she said that I was angry with her. At 53, I would make her angry. Now that she is over 70, I will mention that she is angry with me. She has no memory at all. She said that she never counted her life.
I remember my grandmother died at the age of 84. I was brought up by my grandmother, so I will never remember wrong. Then I came back from Japan to burn paper for my grandmother in recent years. My mother insisted that I died at the age of 88. I said that if I died at the age of 88, how could I remember that I was 84? 88 is very distinctive. I should remember 88 instead of 84, but my mother said 88.
Anyway, my mother is different. I was confused before, but now I know that she is from another parallel world.
In other words, I stumbled back to China from Japan, and returned to another parallel world different from when I was a child.
Knowing that there is a parallel world, I feel very calm when I persist.