As The Raven Dreams Podcast - Glitch In The Matrix Stories Ep. 66 - 16 True Glitch Stories

Episode Date: March 13, 2024

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If you have a story you would like to hear featured on this podcast, please go to ashtheravendreams.com and click the button to submit your story. Also, if the platform you're listening on has the option to rate this podcast, please consider doing so. And thank you. I've had many glitches in the Matrix, but my latest one happened just these past few weeks. For context, I have a shop within my hotel based in Skagnos, UK. Around two weeks before Christmas, I got a package that I ordered, which was three sheets of snowflake vinyl stickers for windows. I was glad they had come because I wanted to make the front of my shop window Christmasy. I wasted no time in getting to it.

At a guess, there was around 60 vinyl snowflake stickers, and I enjoyed applying them all to all three of my shop front windows. I had to stand along the window sill to do this, so it was a bit tricky. However, once done, I stood back and was happy with the end results. Fast forward to about a week after Christmas, I knew it was definitely time to take them down, and I was slightly disappointed because I loved how good they looked. However, after all, it was no longer Christmas, so I got to it. And once again, standing up,

along the window sill to remove them. At one point, my foot nearly slipped off the window sill, and I was getting annoyed at how I really had to dig my nail in to get some of them off. May I add, I was completely alone whilst doing this, just like I was before. Anyway, once they were all down, I got some window cleaner spray in a rag and gave my windows once over to wipe down as you could see a slight outline where some of the stickers had been. I then specifically remember picking up the bunch of stickers that I had stacked on top of each other whilst peeling them away. And I knew there was no point saving them, as one, I hate clutter of random things not being used,

and they wouldn't be used for another year if I was to salvage them. Two, they were very cheap, like literally one pound or less. And three, I was taking a rubbish bin out to my commercial hotel bins, anyway, so I shoved them in a tiny opening at the top, where you tie the black bag up, and off I went to the commercial bins, and tossed the bag inside. Fast forward to the other day, around a month after I removed these stickers, I'm walking from my car after going to the shops, and out of the side of my eye, whilst walking past my shop front, I thought I saw my windows covered in those said snowflake vinyl,

stickers, from the inside, just like before. I stop in my tracks and pause a second before turning to my right to look at my shop front. What I saw left me dumbfounded to the core. The exact same snowflakes were once again, all back on my windows, in the exact same way I had originally applied them. I just stood there frozen trying to work out what the hell was going on. I went inside and unlocked the door to my shop, which, by the way, only I have the code for it to get in,

and I inspected the windows. And sure enough, they were all still there untouched. I have gone over this over and over in my head, and I even went to our handyman who worked at the hotel daily, as I remember giving him away from the inside of my shop when I was stood on the window-sills removing the snow. and he gave a little giggle at the time, probably because I looked a sight trying to balance on the windowsills. I asked him if he remembered seeing me remove those snowflakes, and he said yes without hesitation.

When I led him to my shop front and showed them that they were all still there, he simply asked why I had put them back. To which I obviously went on to tell him that it wasn't me, and the whole story. I've just told you guys. He didn't seem amused. It was as if he thought I was trying to play a trick on him, or he thought I was just crazy. Even though he fully remembers himself, me taking them down.

I've tried to find the logic, but there is none. Nobody has access to my shop but me. Nobody knows that I threw them away, or even where. Nobody would attempt to go into our big, smelly, dirty commercial, bins to dig these out for what? A crazy joke like this that would take a lot of time, and they also had no access to my shop to do this. I'm baffled, just as I am with the many other glitches in my life.

I basically had to write two separate parts of this event together into one, because the same day this event took place, I wrote it down so I wouldn't forget it, and then six months later I added an update to it, and I kind of want it all to flow together better as a story. So I hope I've merged it together in a way that's easy to read and understand, but here goes. So, to start, six months ago. I had been 100% sure for months already that in the year prior my dad had told me that a couple of family friends we've known since I was born had split up. I remember when my dad told me about it. I remember me getting shocked and mentioning things like,

but they just got a new house together not too long ago, and so on and so on. I've been seeing my mom post several selfies together with the woman of that couple, and I remember wondering where this woman lived now after the breakup. But I never commented on the photos or messaged her to ask. One day in the summer of 2023, I wrote in my family group chat and asked what plans my parents were having for the upcoming Midsummer's Eve's celebration. My dad replied that they were going to hang out with this couple of family friends. I remember I got a bit confused and thought to myself,

maybe the couple had gotten back together to celebrate the midsummer, because I wondered how both of my parents were going to visit the both of those friends at the same time, since they'd split up. So I just casually asked about the logistics, like where and how, since that couple didn't live together anymore. Both of my parents replied things like, What? What are you talking about?

They never split up. You must be thinking of some friends of theirs because they did split up. And they told me about those friends of our friends that had recently split up. But I had no idea who those people even were. So no, I wasn't confusing those family friends with any other couple. I replied back in the family group chat of what I knew,

being that my parents, especially my dad, had told me that that family friend couple had split up. And I told them that the reason to why they had split up was because of the husband having to work so far away from their city so much. I also mentioned how I got shocked hearing about the breakup, because this couple had recently bought a new house together. But no. Apparently this couple never split up at all and were still living together, in their house, as they always had been. I kept asking my parents about the couple, like if maybe they only had a small break and then got back together.

But no, they never even had a small break. This wasn't just me remembering wrong or mistaking them for another couple of a family friends. I knew the reason to why they had split up, because the husband having to work so far away all the time. I had even mentioned to my family before about how it must put a strain on that couple's relationship, having him being away so often. And I remember my dad telling me on the phone during one of our conversations that this is. this couple had split up, because the husband's work. But now they apparently never broke up at all. I half joked it away in our family group chat that day,

and then I refused to talk about it anymore afterwards, because it really freaked me out and gave me a lot of anxiety. Okay, now it's six months later after learning this couple was never split up. My mom and the woman of this couple came to the city that I live in, to do some Christmas shopping. I met up with them for lunch in the city before I had to go to work. While we were eating, my mom let out a subtle chuckle and told this family friend that I had thought that her and her husband had split up.

I joined in the conversation immediately and told her that, yeah, I had believed for a long time that she and her husband weren't living together anymore. Until the summer, when my parents told me that they had never had divorced, or split up. I explained to her basically the same thing that I had already mentioned here. I told her how big of a deal this had really been for me and mentioned that, after my dad had told me about the breakup, I wanted to talk to their kids, my childhood friend, about it.

But I never felt like there were any good opportunities to do so, because we don't talk often at all anymore, and I felt weird bringing it up out of the blue. My mom, me and this family friend laughed a bit as we finished our lunch Because obviously it was a weird idea that I had gotten into my head, right? But then this family friend says It was very close to happening though A split between me and him

For the exact reason that you mentioned But we worked it out and he changed his work schedule He's been at home more than ever now for the past year and a half and were doing good. Hearing her say that kind of confirmed it for me, I guess, that I had remembered something that actually had happened,

but in another reality, a reality where they didn't manage to fix their relationship, a reality where they did break up because of his work. Weirdly, hearing her say that, that it almost had happened

the way I thought it had actually happened, and it made me feel relaxed. This being my first ever glitch, it really did mess up my brain for a while there. And in the months between that confusing chat with my parents and me meeting my mom and this friend for lunch, I tried hard not to think about it all because it felt so wrong, confusing, and gave me anxiety.

I don't know how to explain anything in this event. the phone call where my dad told me about their split-up, etc. Other than it all having been a glitch in the Matrix. However, I am happy that in this reality, they are still together, and their relationship is thriving. I had just left the pool hall in southern Missouri, about 80 miles south of my home, also in Missouri, where I've lived the bulk of my life, and where I've played in pool tournaments too many times to count,

over the past 30 years of playing and gambling on various different types of pool, meaning 8, 9, and 10 ball, and sometimes banks, and 14-1. I also travel around the U.S. going to tournaments, and drive sometimes 3,500 miles a week in my job. So, needless to say, I knew my way home. On top of that, my GPS comes on when I start the van, and just out of habits, I hit home on it. About five minutes into my drive,

my daughter called to ask how I had done in the tournament. We talked for about 25 minutes, when I look up and see a sign that reads Nealiville, 24 miles. I started laughing and told her I'm going the wrong way on Highway 67. mind you there's only north and south so she's laughing at me making jokes about getting me a nursing home and basically just giving me crap

because that's what our family does there's very seldom a punch pulled when there's a laugh to be had you just have to hope you're the puncher and not the punch line so by this time I've already turned around and had went roughly 15 miles what would be north

when I come up on a sign that makes me immediately stop and pull over to the shoulder of Highway 67, because the sign reads, Neelyville, 10 miles. I told my daughter that I think I'm either having a stroke, or at home sleeping, or this is a freaking glitch in the Matrix. I then took a picture of the sign and sent it to my daughter three times. It would not go through. She saw where I tried, but it said messages. failed. So, slightly weirded out, I turned around and started heading back the other way,

where I don't see any more signs stating miles until I get to a town, within two to three miles tops. The next one says, Neelyville, Population, 319. WTF, please return all trays and headrests to the full and upright position. I drove straight through. town, not looking left or right, and then put my cruise control on 75, and had no more glitches all the way home. It's been three months, and it still messes with me a lot, because even though I had my cruise on 75 miles per hour, it took me roughly 41 minutes, including both turnaround and the extra miles.

It took 41 minutes to make a two-hour and 15-minute drive. Sorry about the lengths, Raven. I'm a huge fan. Love your voice. I love all you guys, and please be kind to each other, as you never know what someone is going through in their path. And what you say or do could make or break them. Truth, my friend.

Much love and thank you. I know this is completely inconsequential, just a personal experience I cannot explain. My sister-in-law recently had surgery and needs some help with my one and a half-year-old nephew, so I've been hanging at their place more often to help out. They have a cat. They've had him a while, and he's a very shy, skittish cat with most people.

He's been out and around quite a lot today, which was weird, but whatever. He's warmed up to me a bit over the years, but still he also mostly stays in their bedroom when the kid is awake. After I got nephew situated for lunch, I made myself a rice slash tuna bowl. I went to their bedroom and gave him a little bowl of tuna juice. I closed the door behind me. After eating, I went and got the empty bowl, saw him going under the bed, and closed the door again. Just a few minutes later, I was filling my cup with water from the fridge dispenser,

and I saw him walking down the little hallway area over to his food and he was. in water. I watched him as he made his way down the hall and thought, I guess I didn't close the door all the way. I stood behind the couch drinking my water and was like, no, I definitely closed it. So I looked back, and it was closed. I went and opened it. It was latched, like, closed all the way. He was sitting there in the room and just me out at me like, What's up? It was weird because it was so clear. I didn't question if I saw him, but kind of how he got there.

There's really no way that it was him, though. My sister-in-law was pretty unfazed when I explained it. I wasn't freaking out or anything, but kind of expected a WTF reaction, and she just said, yeah, weird stuff happens here sometimes, and kept watching her movie. I have three stories. about some glitches that I've experienced. The first one happened at the end of 2019 when I was 15 years old.

Now, I'm 19. I was about to start high school and was moving to the city where I planned to study. Since I didn't have a car back then, my mom was helping me by driving me to the city. During the trip, we were going a little slow just so we could talk about the future without worrying too much about the road. At some point, we noticed a red car with its back completely smashed. We talked about it, and since we were going slowly, it passed by, and we moved on. Minutes later, we saw the same car with the smashed back pass again.

We looked at each other for a moment, and I said, was that the same car? There was no way that he could have been behind us, at least. We would have noticed the car if we were to pass by it again, and we were driving from one city to another. There was only one road, so it couldn't have gone somewhere and then somehow passed by us again. Second story. The second one happened in June of 2023. My sister was having some financial problems, and I offered her a hand. I moved in with her and had to find a job to help pay her rent.

I had only brought one bag with some stuff to stay for a month. During my stay with her, I had random nosebleeds. This had never happened to me before, but I didn't think too much about it. Now for the glitch. When I woke up one day, my toothbrush had disappeared from my bag. Every time I finished brushing my teeth, I washed the toothbrush and put it back in my bag. in one of those containers for toothbrushes. It wasn't there when I opened it.

I searched the entire bag thinking, maybe I just threw it inside the bag, but I didn't find it. Then I asked my sister if she had a new one to spare. And she did. When I was about to brush my teeth again, I saw an exact replica of my toothbrush in their toothbrush holder. I told her that I found an exact copy. but I could feel that the one I found wasn't mine.

I told her about it, but she just thought I was crazy. I ended up using the one that she gave me. Some time went on, and I went back to my own house. While I was in packing, I found the missing toothbrush. I immediately called my sister to ask if she still had the replica that I found, and she did. She lives by herself, and she is 100% sure she never had that one before I found it. and three. For the last one, it occurred weeks after the new year.

I have an Android phone, so I always leave my charger on the side of my bed, because I only have to charge it once a day. Hence, I choose to do it while I sleep. One day after I woke up and went to make breakfast, I remembered that I didn't put my phone on the charger. So I went to my bedroom to look for the charger, but I didn't see it anywhere. I searched under the blanket, the pillows, and on the ground, but nothing.

I had to borrow one from my brother, otherwise I wouldn't be able to use my phone. Sometime later, and I was using my computer, I got hungry so I got up and went to the kitchen to make a sandwich. When I came back to my room, I saw my charger on top of my desk. Somehow it ended up there. I asked my brother if he found it and put it there, and he said that he didn't. Until this day, I have no way to explain how my charger went missing, nor how it ended up in my desk. This is a long one, but I'm still not entirely sure what happened. I want to mention that I am a spiritual person, but I'm always a skeptic first.

I cannot find any rational explanation for either of these stories, Both of these stories happened about five years ago, a year apart from each other, both happening in late October. The first story starts with my fiancé and I watching his dad's house for him while he was out of town. After a few hours of being there, we decided to order a pizza. The pizza place told us it would be about 20 minutes. So we turn on a movie while we wait for the pizza to show up. after what seemed like a long time we look at each other and ask

where's the pizza it's been an hour the movie that we were watching had played for an entire hour too my fiance calls the pizza place and the lady on the phone is so confused and says

you just ordered it 15 minutes ago the delivery driver should be there any moment right after that phone call the pizza guy showed up No, here's the weird part. Every single clock in the house, including our phones, was an hour ahead. I use location services on my phone that can tell which time zone you're in. Mine set a completely different time zone than the one that we were in.

I had to manually go in and turn this feature off because my phone would never go back to normal until I finally got a new phone. Okay, weird, right? But it doesn't seem too out of the ordinary. The second story is where things get weird. Almost exactly a year later, we're taking a trip to a city that's about three hours away from where we lived, in the same state. We decided to go and see his grandparents on the last day of vacation. The city that we were in is about two hours away from his grandparents.

Now, I'm going to mention some details here that may seem weird to. to say, but it all comes together at the end. That morning, as we were getting ready in the hotel room, I had Pandora playing listening to music. Three Queen songs came on back to back. Now, I love Queen as much as anyone else, but I've never heard my Pandora play three of their songs in a row. We get in the car to drive over to a restaurant to eat, before we leave to see his grandparents,

and a different queen song plays. We walk into the restaurant, and another queen song is playing, and another two play as we're eating. We get in the car to leave, and another different queen song starts playing, and this continues the whole way to his grandparents. As we're leaving his grandparents to start our three-hour drive back home, we stop at a gas station to get coffee. because it was about 10 p.m. at this time, and we were both pretty tired.

I want to mention here, at the time I worked a job that required me to look at maps of my state all day long. So I was pretty educated on where we were going without any GPS. My fiancé and I both had the GPS loaded on our phone just in case either of us lost service. I decided to purposely play Queen, because, obviously something that day was telling us we needed to listen to them. We're driving for about 20 minutes on a very busy five-lane highway. I see a car with its headlights facing me, and I begin to slow down because that can't be right. There's a median that separates the two sides of traffic, so there should be no cars facing me.

As I'm slowing down, I see why the car was facing me. It had just hit a deer. I swirved to try and not hit any pieces of this poor deer, but still end up hitting some. After that, my fiancé and I were pretty shaken up. We were coming up on the exits that we were supposed to take to hit a different highway. The way the exit was set up was weird. I made almost a complete stop at this exit, because there was a part of the road directly in front of us, and off to the right. It then veered into a different exit.

My gut feeling at the time kept telling me to take the exit to the right of us, but my GPS kept repeating out loud, continued straight on X road. It said it like five times. It was weird. So I do as the GPS says. Immediately after driving on this road, I have the worst feeling. I'm gripping the steering wheel so tight that my knuckles hurt. I want to mention that the moment we crossed onto this,

road, my phone stopped playing music. We were listening to Queen's Radio Gaga song, and my fiancé lost service, but my GPS was working fine. I stayed quiet for what felt like forever, until my fiancé broke the silence and said, does something feel weird to you? Like, something feels off. And that moment confirmed that I wasn't crazy. And something was definitely off. And something was definitely off. We were driving for about another 20 minutes, and we come across another dead deer. I try to swerve again, but still end up hitting the deer. The whole time we were on this road, there were no other cars on either side. We began to see road signs for cities that we shouldn't be near at all, the complete opposite direction from where we were supposed to be going.

There were no exits or ramps either. Out of the corner of my eye, I see what I swear looks like blood on the side of the road. But when I would look straight at it, it would look normal. We began to smell this awful smell that smelled like sulfur. I would roll down the window and it wasn't coming from the outside. It was only inside the car. At this point, I began to feel like something was in the backseat with us. Without me saying a word, my fiancé looks in the back seat but doesn't say anything.

I didn't look, nor did I look, into any of the mirrors. Something in me told me that I wouldn't have liked what I saw. I begin to have an internal battle in my head, talking to myself, saying, I'm just going to pull over and calm down for a bit, because I was starting to physically shake at this point. Everything just felt so wrong. A little voice in my head said,

Don't pull over, keep going. So I thought to myself, I'm just going to go faster to get off this road. And that little voice said again, Do not go faster. Maintain exactly what you're doing. It felt like it was saying that whatever is in the back seat needed to see

that I wasn't freaked out. At this point, we've been driving down this road for what felt like forever. and I began to get really freaked out. I started to pray to anything that would listen to me to get me off this ride, because it felt like we were on some ride that we were not meant to be on. After that, I see an exit a couple miles ahead, but right in front of that exit was what looked like a very old cop car sitting in the middle pull-off,

with all of its doors open and interior lights on. but no one was inside. And right before that was yet another dead deer. Something was different about this one. It looked like it was just freshly hit, just as the first one had been. But there was no broken glass or any indication that a vehicle had hit the deer, and the cop car had no marks on it. I tried to swerve again, but still end up hitting the deer,

almost causing me to miss the exit. call it intuition or whatever, but something in me said that if I had gone past that cop car and exit, something bad would have happened. As we're getting off the highway, there's a gas station right in front of us, so I decide to stop and because I needed a moment after all of that. I jump out of the car in disbelief of what we just experienced, not totally convinced that it was real.

and that's when I see all of the gore from the deer on my car. Okay, so I'm not crazy. That all happened. Also, the town we got off in did not make any sense. It was the town that we should have been in from the point of us taking the first weird exit. So we had lost an hour heading away from this town, yet somehow we ended up here. I thought that we had escaped whatever weird twilight zone we were in. but I was wrong.

We go into the gas station to use the restroom, and everything was weird and old, like the cigarettes were out in the open for anyone to pick up and take to the counter, and everything in the store just felt off and looked old. When we got to the gas station, it was packed, but when we came back out, no one else was there. Now, the way this gas station was sitting

was right in front of the exit that we got off at. In order to go home, we needed to make a left out of the parking lot and continue on a different road from what we were just on. There was nothing blocking my way from making a left turn, but my GPS kept telling me to make a right. So I did. And it took us in a circle behind the gas station through a neighborhood where all of the people in cars that we just saw at the gas station

were pulling into their driveways. almost all at the same time. As we come up to the side of the gas station to make a left, the GPS is trying to get me to make a right again, and to go back around in the same circle. I did not listen this time, and I made the left turn. As we passed the exit that we got off at, that feeling of something in the back seats

and the smell of sulfur completely disappeared. Now, I know that we lost an hour of time on this whole, whole trip, but the speed and way that I drove our last hour home should have made up for at least half an hour of time that we lost. I was so scared, and I just wanted to get home. I stayed up that whole night until the sun came up, because I wasn't convinced we were out of whatever scary glitch we were in. I have no idea why Queen kept playing the whole day, but my phone hasn't done that since. Every year, around late October, we seem to lose an hour of our time, though. And it's always just us.

So, if anyone has any theories, I would love to know. Yesterday I was driving to meet my sister. I was not tired, sick drinking, doing drugs, or distracted in any way. In fact, my memory leading up to it was very acute. I was following a brown truck and passed the. them. We came to an intersection where I needed to make a left turn, and shortly after would be making a left onto the highway. The left turn light was red, and I stopped. The brown truck went straight, and had a green light, so they passed me. My light turned to a flashing

yellow arrow, so I waited for six to seven cars to move through the intersection, so that I could make the left. I looked into the rearview mirror, worried the driver behind me might be frustrated with waiting, and saw it was a purplish SUV. I was finally able to make the turn, and saw the SUV follow. But as soon as I finished the turn and looked back forward, my navigation was showing that I needed to turn around, like I was going the wrong way. I was really confused, as I knew that I had been going,

right way. I really didn't know where I was, because the area looked totally different. Like, there was no highway overpass ahead. I followed the navigation directions, and ended up at the same light making the same left turn again. At first, I thought maybe I had turned left onto some side street before the highway entrance. But here's the thing. There was no place to turn. because the intersection is right next to the highway. There is no possible way I could have ended up going back onto that road and in that direction without driving at least a quarter of a mile, including passing under the highway overpass,

going through two lights, making a U-turn and then going back through all of that, before making a right turn to get back on to the original street. Also, it was instantaneous. I did not lose any time. I've had strange experiences before, but nothing like this, and I don't know what to make of it. Someone suggested I had a map showing what happened.

There's a link to the map below, on screen during the story. On the map, the solid green line shows the route that I was on, up to making the turn. The green dot represents where I should have continued on my path, red line shows where I ended up as soon as I made the left turn at the light red dots show what the navigation was telling me to do when I realized I was no longer on the road headed to the highway yellow line shows the jump from where I was to where I ended up I hope this helps also I know that I was at the same light again because there are apartments under construction indicated by a blue dot on the map

so there is no mistaking which light I was at. Last Tuesday, I had just gotten off the closing shift at my job. Me and my brother who share a room with our uncle were just kind of chilling the rest of the night, and our uncle had been out for the whole day, basically. So we didn't know when he was coming home. Finally, I saw him walk inside the back patio as he closed the sliding door and locked it. I only knew it was him because the tattoos on him and the white tank top he would always wear. The rest of the night wasn't anything out of the ordinary.

My uncle would walk around the room in the house, and I even remember seeing him walk into the kitchen to grab something to eat. Finally, I was getting ready to go to sleep at around 2.30, and I remember looking around the room and seeing my uncle lay in his bed. I also remember looking at my brother on his iPad with Max brightness and thinking to myself, he should turn down the brightness, or he'll bother our uncle. It wasn't until the next morning when I got woken up with a knock at the door, and it was the detectives and my uncle's parole officer. They spoke with my grandma and told her my uncle was in the hospital. I didn't think too much of it because he had gone to the hospital a week prior for stomach issues.

An hour later, I got a call from my sister crying saying my uncle had been hit by a car and was brain dead. For the rest of the day, I thought that this had to have happened sometime after 3 in the morning. Later that night, we found out that it happened around 9.30. While I was at work, and before I even got home. I don't really know what to think of it. Every time I replay the night in my head, it's the same thing over and over. over again. And I know what I saw, and it's just so weird. Hi, Raven. This is just a short story of a glitch in the Matrix that, if anything, made me laugh. I'm from Scotland, and in my younger days,

I'm 60 now. I loved to go off to Australia to miss out on the miserable Scottish winters, and to live in the Aussie sun for a few months. I was young and free, so why not? This was in 1990. I was staying in a backpacker's hostel in the far north of Western Australia. In a very small town called... I'm probably going to butcher this. Kuh Nuneira.

It was a small town but had a fantastic outdoor swimming pool. It was built in a bowl shape, with the surroundings around the pool of mostly grass banking, used by visitors to picnic and others, that had an entrance area that had about 20 or 30 concrete steps, maybe 20 feet wide that led down to the pool area. It was all fenced off around the whole site. Me and a Swiss guy from the backpackers decided to go down for a swim one morning.

It was early and midweek, so we were the only ones in the whole pool complex. We were mucking about in the pool, seeing who could swim the furthest underwater and such. when I said to the Swiss guy, it would be great if we had a ball. At that very instant, we heard a ping, ping, ping, ping, ping. We looked to the side, and down the steps came a plastic ball bouncing slowly,

and then faster and faster. It reached the bottom, rolled to the pool side, dropped in, and then drifted to right in front of me and stopped. We just looked at each other in utter disbelief. We got out of the pool and went up the concrete steps, thinking there must be a family up there with a child missing a ball. But there was no one. We were literally the only two people in the whole place.

It was all so out of the blue, but I've never forgotten about it. Now, it may all just be a coincidence, but it certainly felt like a manifestation of some kind. We both just laughed about it and carried on, now with a ball to muck about with. I used to work four tens at a casino during the night shift, or the ones that close it down for the day. I worked there about nine years.

At one point, I tried to quit smoking cold turkey. Well, that lasted two days, and I was back to smoking again. I got home after my shift and eight, and then a couple of hours later, I went to bed to get up so I could start the next day. Then I got up and got ready to go to work. I arrived there and I was on the bus from the parking lot to the casino, and another passenger asked me why I was there. I told her that I was about to start my shift. She said, okay, but I thought you worked nights. I was there a whole 12 hours before my shift started.

I didn't have a day off, as my three days off are together. At the time, I thought it was because I was trying to quit smoking. But the more I think about it, I'm not sure how that could possibly be it. It was about two hours, maybe a little more after I got home and I went to bed. If not a glitch, then I only slept for about. about two hours before I was back up and ready to start the day. This happened to me the day after Christmas. No drugs, no alcohol, no hangover, nothing.

We have two pet rabbits, munch, brown, and fin light gray, who up until recently shared a cage. Around the beginning of December, they started getting grumpy and territorial, so we now have them in separate cages. One is smaller than the other, but not too small, I promise. You can't even imagine how loved and spoiled these rabbits are. So every night after they come out for playtime, they switch cages. This is part of our nightly routine, and we always make sure that they get switched,

even if we aren't able to let them out for a long playtime. The night of Christmas, we let them out to play and put munch in the larger cage, and Finn in the smaller one. I remember thinking that I was glad that Munch got the bigger one because he refuses to use the litter pan in the smaller one, but Finn does. So I wouldn't have to deal with changing out a bunch of bedding in the morning. I got up and checked on them and topped off their water. I opened up both their cages to give them their morning nose rubs,

and they were exactly where they should be. Finn had used his litter pan, like he always does in the smaller cage. I then closed their cage doors and went to the kitchen to grab them apple slices, and they were in the opposite cages. Munch was now in the smaller one, and Finn was in the big one. Their cages are kept across the room from each other. Both of the doors were closed after they got their nose rubs, and there is no way they could have opened their doors, switched cage,

switched cages and reclosed their doors in the one minute it took me to grab apple slices from the fridge. Additionally, once they come out, they never go back in until they get all their zoomies out. There is no way that even if I hadn't closed the door, that they would have just simply gone to the other cage and hopped right in. Still, super weirds me out, and I have no explanation at all. no one else was home. I told my fiance when he got home, and while he doesn't flat out disbelieve me, he thinks maybe I just forgot who was in what cage.

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the voice that we love. Hey, Raven. I found your channel today while searching for information on Mandela effects and glitches in the Matrix. So I was recently on my phone. I noticed that the little weather bar said Sudbury, Massachusetts, 44 degrees. I thought that was weird because I didn't live in Sudbury.

I never heard of it, actually. I live in Western Massachusetts, about 15 minutes from the Vermont border. I searched Sudbury and Google Maps, and Google said that it was about, two hours from me however when I looked at the map I noticed Sudbury was right outside of Boston which struck me as odd because as long as I've been alive 30 years Boston has always been a four plus hour drive from where I live on the opposite end of Massachusetts next I typed in Boston and Google still said that it was a little over two hours from me I've driven from where I live

live to Boston many times over the years. I remember looking at directions on MapQuest that said it was over four hours away. Years later, when we used our phones, I still remember Google Maps saying Boston was over four hours away from us. I'm pretty freaked out to say the least. I asked my mother, unprompted, how far of a drive is Boston from us? She said, a little over four hours. Why?

I explained why, and she was equally as freaked out. We thought there may be something wrong with my phone. So she opened Google Maps on her phone, but it yielded the same results when she searched for Boston. So, apparently, Boston is magically two hours closer to where we live than when I last checked. Is there anyone from Massachusetts that's experienced the same thing recently? Did my mother and I somehow glitch into an alternate universe? I'm at a loss for words. I tried to explain it away by counting the time for bathroom breaks along the way,

wondering if maybe that's why it took us extra time to get there all these years. But we typically stop once along the way when we make the trip, and it's always at the same spot. We grab coffee, use the restroom, and leave in less than ten minutes. If it was a two-hour trip all along, then somehow we spent two hours getting coffee and using the restroom, and didn't make it to Boston for four hours. Also, we both have the same shared memory of MapQuest and Google Maps, saying it was over four hours every time.

Is the rest stop in some weird time portal? Or am I living in a new reality where Boston is no longer four hours from me? I'm sorry if this is repetitive, but thank you for your time, Raven. Love your channel. Thank you. I'm actually not sure where to put this story, but since I have heard and read similar stories of this nature in the glitch section, I decided to take my chances and see if you would be interested in featuring my experience in your glitch series. So here it is.

In early October of 2003, one of my older brothers, sadly passed away due to a drug overdose at 40 years old. I was 23 at the time. The reason I'm sharing how old I was is to show that I wasn't a kid misremembering something because of a traumatic experience. Also, my older sister experienced this with me firsthand, so it wasn't just me.

The part of the U.S. that we were in at the time, it was already starting to get pretty chilly, even though it was only early October. This is relevant, I promise. Anyway, my whole family was gathered for the viewing just before the service, and my sister and I decided to go up to the casket together to pay our respects and such. We were silently standing side by side next to the casket, and I thought, I hope he doesn't get cold.

I thought it. I did not say it out loud. mainly because I immediately knew how silly it was to even think it. Not missing a beat. My sister reached over and patted my hand and said, Oh, honey, don't worry, he won't get cold. I promise. I looked up at her, obviously startled and asked,

How did you know that's what I was thinking? Looking a little confused, she replied. I heard you say it. I then explained that I had to say it. not actually said it. Now, what happened immediately after that is a blank to me, and I assume we just sort of dropped it because it was a very tragic time for our family. And we had a responsibility to receive visitors as they started coming in.

But I can say that I brought it up to her during a phone conversation last summer, 2023, and she does remember it as well. She calls it an act of God. I don't know what to call it. I just thought it was a cool experience despite the circumstances. And thank you for reading. Of course, and thank you. And of course, my condolences.

This probably isn't as big a glitch as most others, and I'm not bothered too much by it, but I still don't have an explanation. So here we go. Friday evening I went to a friend's birthday party with my wife, wife. I was driving, so no alcohol for me that night, just saying to rule out intoxication. Before we left, I closed the shutters in all rooms on the ground floor, including those in my study. Fast forward to about 2 a.m. When we returned home, my wife and I had a fight, and both of us went to bed

angry. She fell asleep rather quickly, but I was so torn up that I couldn't sleep. So, I got up again and went to the study to use the computer. I distinctly remember checking again if the shutters were down when I entered the room because I hate having them up after dark. By around 5 a.m., I finally felt sleepy again and went back to bed. At 10.30, I was awoken by the postman ringing the doorbell. My wife was still sleep. I decided not to go back to bed, so I made coffee and went to turn on the computer.

When I opened the door to the study, I was greeted by morning sun shining through the windows. The shutters were up, and it left me deeply confused for a moment. After she got up, I asked my wife if she had been awake and opened them for some reason while I was asleep. She said no. The shutters are also not electric, so they can't go up through a technical malfunction. If I hadn't focused on them being down in the night, I wouldn't have given it a second thought, but as it is, I don't know how it could have happened. Another possibility that I contemplated and ruled out, it had snowed on Thursday in the snow in the backyard,

where the window is facing, is still perfectly untouched. If someone had been on the property and pushed up the shutters, which I'm already not sure if a person can do, there would have been footprints, one-night. night, when I was a senior in high school, I had one of the songs that my school orchestra played my freshman year stuck in my head. I knew it was something by Mozart, but I couldn't remember exactly what it was. I even went to my basements to look through old programs, where I discovered it was Mozart's Symphony 29. I found it on YouTube and listened for a bit, remembering all of the finger placements and Boeing. I played it.

the second violin part if anyone was curious. The next morning, I arrived to orchestra rehearsal, and, on the whiteboard, I saw that my director was passing out new music, including Mozart Symphony 29, the exact song that was stuck in my head the night before. We had gotten a new director my sophomore year, so he didn't even know that we had played it before. I just find the timing of it all so glitchy. as if it was something I willed into the universe, and it was fast acting. Hi, Raven. I've been subscribed to your channel for a couple of months now, and I enjoy the stories

that you share on your channel. Anyways, I have a short glitch in the Matrix story. The story just recently happened. I just got home from an appointment one morning. I decided to check my email on my phone before turning on my iPad, because I never check my phone, because I prefer to use my iPad. As I was checking my email, I noticed something strange. Quite a handful of the emails were dated either from later this year or next year, 2025.

I was baffled by this, so I decided to check the same email on my iPad. When I went through the emails on my iPad, there weren't any of these emails from the future. I'm still baffled by this. I would love to know if anyone else has experienced this and or has any logical explanation for this, or if this was truly a glitch in the Matrix. So that was this week's collection of Glitch in the Matrix stories on the As the Raven Dreams podcast.

I hope you enjoyed this collection of glitchy goodness. If you did, and would like to listen to more of this, you can always check out the other episodes of the podcast, or support the channel further by actually going to my YouTube channel and checking out my videos. Just go to YouTube and search As the Raven Dreams. You can also go to Astherraven Dreams.com, or lots of other good stuff.

Ways to get early access, read stories that I've written, submit your own story, and things like that. All that said, friends, thank you very much for listening. I do hope to see you in two weeks on the next Glitch in the Matrix episode. But until then, sleep well.