Deja Vu is just an error with how we save memories.
It skips working memory, short term memory, and goes straight into long term memory so everything we experience feels like we’re remembering it, but no matter how hard you try you can’t remember the future.
During certain recreational activities, it can last long enough to realize what’s happening. Normally you just get a brief moment of it till shit gets straightened out.
Alright, so here’s my craziest deja vu moment.
I’m a teenager and I’m sitting around the table with my buddies, and somebody says something that makes me think “woah, deja vu” and I remember that after that phrase was said, Tony would stand up and get some water. There was a brief moment where I knew what was about to happen, and sure enough, Tony stood up and got some water. That was as far as it lasted and it never happened since, but it blew my mind at the time. Still does honestly.
Once I was sitting in my friend’s dorm room and I was so sure her (landline) phone was about to ring that I said out loud “Your phone is about to ring.” And it did. There were two witnesses and they were like how did you do that? After the call. To this day I have no idea why I was so certain that I spoke.
I was in class in high school. I had the most intense de ja vu I’d ever had and have ever had since. I said to myself, under my breath, that kid over there is going to ask a very specific question. I then said under my breath the question. About 10 seconds later, the exact kid asks the exact word for word question I had just mumbled to myself. I still to this day don’t know what to make of it and it creeps me out.
After that I had a couple other times where I got mostly right what happened during the de ja vu, but nothing so precise and exact as that one.
When I was younger I used to have these dreams from time to time where some mundane unimportant things were happening. Like walking through the parking lot of my school with classmates to go to gym class. And then it would happen just as in the dream. They would happen some days, weeks sometimes years after these dreams. And I would remember the dream in that moment and think ‘deja vu’.
That you can be at a city park, minding your own business while drinking a beer, and every now and then some totally sober Karen will come up all belligerent threatening to call the law, just because I’m drinking a beer.
For reference, the cops don’t care if people drink beer at our park, as long as nobody acts a fool and people clean up after themselves. Hell, even our city mayor will occasionally host events out here and he’ll drink a beer or three.
Pretty ironic that a sober person would be belligerent and threatening to a guy just sipping on a beer and not saying or doing anything except maybe browsing Lemmy or watching YouTube videos.
Like, how is it that me drinking a beer peacefully can cause random sober people to act a fool?
I’d legitimately rather be a housecat.
I invented a gelato store called gelottery. You order by number but you don’t know which flavor is which number and it changes every week. You have to just risk it or go see what other people have posted on our social media.
When I took acid as a teenager in the 90s, I was tripping balls and realized that entertainment or anything that occupies that mind that we enjoy, in essence makes time seemingly go by faster. Therefor, the more you entertain your brain, the quicker you approach your demise. It really groundbreaking for me at the time. I swore I might just stare at a clock for the rest of my days just to make time seemingly like it passes slower to savor my mortality lol
Memory is a funny thing. If you don’t fill your days with stimulation, the day drags on. But when you look back on that time, you find that you’re not forming many new memories, so the perceived time is shorter. The days get longer and the years get shorter.
Life is often shorter than we’d like, it seems a shame not to try and fill it with new experiences
there’s a good Vsauce video about this!
