ITT share some odd experiences in daily life - maybe we will find a pattern. I had this experience in a "kava" cafe about 7 months ago (February of 2025): It seemed like everyone that worked in it worked for an intelligence agency. I saw people I recognized from other places pretending to be different people.Pretty sure I saw one of them place a microphone, he grabbed a makeup bag from the woman that was directing him, then set it next to me asking if it was fine to leave it there, he then went to the other side of the bar, and put on headphones, he was bobbing his head like he was listening to music but as I talked at the bag he would respond with looks and confusion, then when I said "I think theres a microphone in this bag" he looked shocked and angry like I did something wrong by noticing. It was a shorter guy with a shaved head and a generic jersey attitude directed by a large Philippine or black woman.I said to myself: "is this all an investigation for this guy" looking to my right. I had thought maybe it was for him, he seemed to be the only sincere person there and annoyingly political(MAGA tard - had a flag on his truck). They looked panicked. They quickly rushed out the guy I was talking about. That guy I didn't recognize; but I figured - I might recognize a lot of these people but why would they be after me.
>>41368175Continued:Then after that happened, it felt like they were threatening me when it came time to pay my bill.They stalled the payment, and she was sorta looking around at other people there, I said audibly that I'm sure I saw nothing was really going on, then she said "yep just finishing up your bill" and I paid and left.The experience excited me. So I went back two or three times.When I went back there, the people looking at me like I wasn't supposed to be there, shocked I would even show up. After the first experience for some reason they wouldn't make me pay for most things, and my bill would come up to like 10 $.Other Experiences:There I experienced odd network connectivity issues that to me seemed like a shitty pineapple device or something. They also had USB bays under the bar, no electric out let plugins - but only USB plugins - like they were tempting people to plug their phones in - possibly phone dumping devices.I saw a few people there I recognized from my past, but they were all going by different names and far from where they were when I first met them.Someone I saw there was sitting with another person, I didn't recognize who the person they were with was but they acted like a stereotypical hyena. The other person was someone I had spent a lot of time with in person - I had been fucked by them in fact. I thought it was them at least. They were like dressed up, talking with a different inflection and styled differently.They couldn't quite recognize me as I had looked vastly different from when they knew me. But they started talking to the person they were with about me. Telling them all sorta terrible things about me, and mocking me for avoiding eye contact with them.Then they change their voice to speak in the inflection I remember them by mocking me saying "they are just schizophrenic no one will ever believe a schizo incel."For a bit after that, I was spoken to by random people that felt like they were threatening me.
>>41368178End:I swear to god, a black GMC was parked at every location I went to for the next few weeks, they would take off as I pulled in ; felt like a warning like they were letting me know they know my habits.
>>41368175iPhones have had a built in AirPod spy feature for about 5+ years so literally anyone could be doing this to you any time.https://youtu.be/anuTmK3JfuM
I have more of these stories than I can count, and I really should be writing them down and compiling them into a memoir.This is one of my earliest ones. I think those incident might have influenced many later ones, but I haven't found the exact link yet. > Be me> 18 years old> youth group leader> Aspiring to political leadership to fix the recession (this was 2008)I had gotten some stubborn pimples in my ear lobes, so I went to the dermatologist. I'd been to this office before for some experimental uv treatments. (I had pretty bad acne then, still do really.) The doctor I'd usually see was named Dr. Weiss, but this time I saw a Dr. White. I just thought this was a silly coincidence, as I was quite an adept German student and had even traveled there twice. Once I got into the office, I met Dr. White (fairly young guy - I remember he didn't look much older than me) and he asked me what I wanted to do as a career. I replied "Politician! So I can save the world" or something as simplistically optimistic. I remember he seemed to take a sort of sadistic delight in that answer, but I figured I was just being autistic in reading him. He then pulled out a small bottle of "steroids" from a cupboard, as if staged there in advance, and injected me a few times in each ear lobe. A couple years later, my ear lobes would swell to the size of very large marbles. I went through an emergency excision at that same office, and several plastic surgeries from men who clearly preferred working on breasts. The cysts in my ears are smaller now, but still noticably present. Nothing seems able to remove them entirely. The scariest part:When I asked the office about Dr. White in a moment of suspicion, they told me there had never been a doctor with that name there.
>>41368178> They couldn't quite recognize me as I had looked vastly different from when they knew me. But they started talking to the person they were with about me. Telling them all sorta terrible things about me, and mocking me for avoiding eye contact with them.I've had this done to me several times. It has always been followed with my expulsion from whatever group I previously thought I belonged to shortly thereafter.One time I got to see it done to someone else - a fairly garden variety sonic fangirl, or some similar obsession I forget. This was at an art college. The guy who was gaslighting her like this was the "cool guy" among the graphic designers who ride a motorcycle. She left the program. I regretted not standing up for her.A couple semesters later, he did the same thing to me; and I fell into a depressive spiral and dropped the program too (web dev, not graphic design).
>>41368308I was essentially expelled from a group of friends around that time. But they were all digital, so why they would fuck with my life irl like that idk. I have theories it was o9a, like i had been observed and fucked with by them, and then i accidentally found one of their fronts.
>>41368363My theories always wind up being B'nai B'rith (they're very active in the hippie scene) or groups they have influence over. O9A would be one of those groups.
>>41368375>B'nai B'rithare you just blaming a random jewish organization to poison the well
>>41368439I'm actually not. I've found them associated with many high ranking masons, often holding titles themselves.The influential hippies had all taken their chabad vacation to Israel, and many of them were into gematria and numerology and the like. I even found that when I was working residential jobs, I would get more calls to Jewish neighborhoods if I was causing ripples. This pattern actually started before "Jews control everything" became popular, and it was ironically their monitoring of (and revenge against, in the form of disingenuous reviews,) me which woke me up to the connection.
>>41368568This actually leads into another short story of a Jewish girl I dated in late 2016 (around Rosh Hashanah).I'd spent the summer lamenting a breakup with an ex who was/is a cam girl. Anti-depressants and everything. When I casually mentioned I had a date with a Jewish girl to the couple who owned the farmers market I was working at, they seemed shocked and I realized they were also Jewish. I think they pretty much just ran the market and passed on rumors they heard. I don't think they were ill-intentioned people. Anyways, Jewish girl's grandparents would occasionally hint about her poisoning me one day, and the girl herself acted legitimately lobotomized a lot of the time (named every Pokemon on a save file "meow" and thought it was the funniest shit ever).One day, she spat in my mouth while we were kissing. It was disgusting, and she tried to justify it by comparing it to a blowjob. I can't help but think that was some weird folk ritual to manipulate me into starting with her. We broke up when I didn't feel like going out on new years.
>>41368613*Staying with her
>>41368613>bitch spits in your mouth>complainsI guess there's no pleasing some people.
>>41368677She has something really hocked up for it. It was large and gelatinous. Also, her sister's dog ate one of our used condoms from the trash when we were house sitting. Not knocking it for others, that's just not my vibe.
>>41368691sounds like a real catch
Not gonna read all that desuNot gonna tell anything to my psychiatrist.I am just gonna do whatever the fuck I want
>>41369401Well... Do you want to tell us a story then?
>>41369401We aren’t your psychiatrist anon
