I was biking through a deserted part of campus at 7am on a weekend. It was dead quiet and very foggy out. I rode on the sidewalk because there was nobody outside that early. I strained my ears because i thought i heard some noise in the distance that was very weird, like wind almost, but i focused on it and realised it sounded like people yelling, but then it stopped. I passed by the fields and they were completely empty too. I suddenly heard, now just loud enough to tell clearly, thousands of people screaming out of nowhere. And then, in unnaturally perfect unison, the screaming would stop just as abruptly and return to complete silence, only for it to start again after a minute. As I contined to wander around it kept happening. I stopped my bike and waited for it to return so I could figure out where it was coming from, but now it was so loud and echoey that I couldn’t even tell. It almost seemed like it was coming from above me. Then the sound died and I started biking again. I made random turns at each corner trying to find where it was coming from, eventually I figured out that it was louder the closer I was to the athletic area of campus, it was around football season but there was no game for anything today, especially not this early in the morning. Even as I got close enough for the buildings to appear through the fog, the staduim was completely empty. I circled again and realized the screaming was being played on the loudspeakers. The football team practices in the early morning, and when they do, they use the stadium loudspeakers to play recordings of cheering fans. Presumably to train players to stay focused in a real game.

In high school, in my economics class, my friends thought I was going crazy this one day when I kept saying there was some tiny force that kept moving my laptop screen by like a fraction of a millimeter. Like it was almost impossible to see and literally impossible to feel and I was the only person who sensed it and it was so faint I was even doubting if I was just hallucinating. Like an extremely microscopic oscillation. I was thinking like, is anyone bouncing their leg, is it because of a fan, or is it some movement from in pipes in the walls maybe? After a few minutes of eliminating every other possibility we could think of, we eventually agreed it must have been bc of nearby construction, since there had been some construction the week before. But I thought it was way too quiet for that to make sense. It was just barely noticable enough to distract me for the entire time I was working, so I spent a very good amount of time trying to figure out why it was happening. Eventually I put my laptop away as we all got ready to take a test and I forgot about it. Then, about 18 minutes later, in the middle of our test, the entire building started rumbling and swaying. We got hit with an earthquake.

I was with my parents in the city. We were in what was already a pretty quiet neighborhood, and most of the buildings there that actually saw traffic were small offices completely deserted in the sunday afternoon. Eventually we turned a corner and started walking down a street that was completely empty, not even the occasional passing car. That’s when something weird caught my eye. All the buildings on the street were old and dull, there was lots of bricks and concrete, except for one. At the very end of the street, maybe two or three blocks away, there was something that seemed to be an apartment building. It was a pure, shiny, white, and it had sleek looking glass balconies. Every single room seemed to be empty. All of that was already enough to make it slightly uncanny, but it seemed like there was something else wrong with it. Something bothered me but I couldn’t tell what it was. I kept staring at it as we walked in its direction until I thought I saw something. I could've sworn it almost seemed like it was moving, very very very slowly. It was so subtle that I thought I had to be imagining it. I asked my parents if they saw it moving too, and they said it just looked like a normal building. But as I looked longer I realized that it definitely wasn't just my imagination, in fact it was getting ever so slightly faster. Now I could tell that it was moving to the right at the slowest speed imaginable. I asked again and my parents still said they didn’t see anything. Then my eyes drifted down to the first floor and I realized something else, there was no doors anywhere. What I did see was a giant hunk of metal on the sidewalk, it must have weighed at least a thousand pounds, like two giant horns, or an oversized anvil. The building had picked up enough speed now that it was obvious without a doubt it was moving, and it was starting to move fast. There was a noise like a deep, rumbly trumpet blast echoing everywhere around me. I realized instantly that the metal structure was a mooring used for securing massive ships, and in just a few seconds the end of the building passed into view and I saw that it was in fact the stern of a cruise ship.

Sitting in my room, around 2020 i think, i thought i heard a helicopter or something- a beating of the blades but way slower, but then i listened closer without my headphones on and it was more like someone or something outside my window. very faintly by then but it came back. it sounded like someone was pushing on the window. shifting it in it's frame repeatedly over and over each time they pushed on it. i got up and walked to the window as it faded away. I opened the blinds and looked outside and there was nothing. it was completely dead quiet outside. i checked a flight radar website, since i was a fan of planespotting at the time, but there were no aircraft of any kind anywhere near me. the window started moving back and forth again, oscillating, i opened it quickly and held it open as i listened outside, but i realized there was no sound outside, it was completely dead quiet. i closed the window, and after maybe half a minute of dead silence as i refreshed the website it fainly oscillated again.

The sound wasnt coming from outside, it was coming from the window. the window itself was making the sound.

About two minutes later after another short moment of the window faintly making a noise i spotted a dark green tandem helicopter. it was a good 2000 to 3000 feet away at very least, it's altitude was at least that much, and it was west of me a good distance more too. a tiny speck in the sky, i opened the window and couldnt hear it at all, i checked the website again and still there were no aircraft around me, at least none broadcasting their location, which completely confirmed it was military of some kind, since nobody else is legally allowed to do that. i closed the window again to see if it would move, and it didnt at first, but as the helicopter made it's flight pattern i heard it again for a second, and when it was positioned at the same angle a few seconds later i heard it too, then it dissapeared flying south.

So it was a military helicopter of some kind, presumably designed to be quiet for stealth purpouses but was letting out infrasound instead.

I went on a road trip to LA with my friend, his sister and her friend bc he got free disneyland tickets. it was only like three days with two days of driving and we barely slept, which was like the perfect way to experience LA because it felt more like a funny dream than an actual hellscape.

we had an airbnb which was just one room in a house that was also an airbnb for other people, and we had to go in one side door to get to a tiny room with no ac, and there was a heatwave. We also shared bathroom with other guests (they had a second door to the bathroom which we couldnt open). there was four of us and the place only had one bed. There was a tiny couch that folded down, and we also brought an air matress so we mangaed to fit a very crude setup in the room, but all the stuff was basically overlapping. Between our stuff and the tiny room you couldnt even see the floor. The house was also just like in the middle of this sprawl of other houses which were supposedly normal, not airbnb. we got there at maybe 11pm and woke up at like 6 or 7 am, so the whole house and neighborhood had a weird liminal twilight feeling to it. not only was the neighborhood completely deserted, but we never even saw the other people in the airbnb even though we knew they were there. Really added to the dreamlike quality of the trip.

On our way back we took a different route, after leaving LA and driving in the hills for a while we stopped in this town called solvang.
the whole town is danish/german themed, very classical and olden style of archetecture etc. it was so weird because it genuinely felt so pleasant and dreamlike.
i mean it was also dreamlike because i was sleep deprived and we had been driving for so long, it was just a really weird experience.
they had tons of bakeries, clock maker, antique store, a small painting store, whatever else, like the stores were even what you'd expect in an rural town in central europe
i really liked it there
and the funny thing is when we started driving away
it's only been maybe two minutes, we had just reached the foothills after leaving town, and I'm basically falling asleep in the car...
my friend, who was driving, points forwards and says " is that a rocket?"
i open my eyes and sit up straight and see a rocket taking off in the distance
we watched it for a few minutes as we drove, all of us were so stunned and excited, we were fully awake again. i cant remember what rocket it actually was, i tried to look up rocket launches for like 15 minutes but the reception got patchy in the hills
i thought maybe spacex at the time? there was a military base near there, we eventually found an article on the launch but I dont remember.
anyway, super weird dreamlike three days.

I got curious once about this massive windmill farm a few dozen miles from my town. There's supposed to be about 5000 windmills, and the windmills themselves are 500 feet tall each. when driving up to them they just kept getting bigger and bigger in front of you, you drive and think surely they're so close, they must be just off the next exit, and five minutes later you're thinking the same thing, and another five minutes, and another, and another. Until they dissapear behind the hills for a moment and suddenly, as you round the curve of the hill, they reappear massive, directly in front of you. Looming high over you.

At night it's impressive not only for it's looming nature, but for an entirely different reason too. The hills there are vast and completely devoid of any other human civilization. At night the hillside is pitch black, an empty and dark abyss uncharactaristic of a place so close to cities. In addition to everything else, *that* is what you're driving into when it's nighttime; an abyss at the edge of the human world. One thing elevates the experience to being something completely alien; every windmill is so tall that it warrants it's own aircraft warning light, a saturated red star that emmits for a split second, then goes dark for a long time. All of these lights, hundreds of feet above ground, spanning for miles across the abyssal black landscape, are synchronized. In a split second there appears hundreds of lights, a grand constellation, an outline of the mountainside, and just as soon it all vanishes in to pitch black again, the entire mountain dissapears, indistinguishable from the blackness of the night sky, like the entire landscape that rose up into the sky just a moment before never existed at all, until it emerges instantaneously from nothingness all over again.

I couldn't help but think what a sort of primordial experience it would be to make a pilrimage to them. To drive up to one, or hike if necessary.

What i discovered, is that undercover security follow your car if you try to take the small roads here. I only took one photo. I didn’t even stop the car to take it

I am 100% sure that secret police or a federal agent was following me. Barbed wire everywhere, even where there were no cows. An empty truck stationed at every gate. Two other cars looked to be sightseeing too. And the undercover car went behind them instead.
I only noticed I was being followed because I was on a completely deserted road like complete middle of nowhere when I randomly decided to turn around. As soon as I did this car came out around the bend. When it saw me sitting on the shoulder ready to turn back it turned it’s signal on too and made the same turn and followed behind me. behind me the whole way but dissapeared at the last second when i was at the main road again.

i went back at nighttime and the story then was actually crazier, i almost had an encounter but somehow kept hidden. car with flashlights looked for me for a good 15 mintues while i huddled in the dark, with nowhere to hide in the dry grassy hills but a single shrub that some unimaginable luck happened to be barely close enough for me to dash into as soon as i saw headlights coming my way. Somehow my parked car went unseen and, while their lights were on a gate by a ranch, i ran for about 150 yards back to it. Straight down the road, barbed wire on both sides, nowhere else to run, and with nothing left hiding me but the pure darkness, so deep that i could barely see my own shoes. can't believe i actualy made it out. when i started my car up i was close enough i could have been seen if not for the fact their headlights were the other way around. By the time i started my car and looked back they were already gone. (for context it was impossible to hear anything because of how loud the raging wind was, i couldnt hear what they were saying or if they were saying anthing, and if even if i was parked closer they couldn't have heard my car start. for the whole run i had no idea what was happening behind me) i'll write that story in more depth later.