(03-19-2025, 01:54 PM)Michigan Swamp Buck Wrote: When I was around 9 or 10 years old, I was trying to put together a go-cart in my backyard. The backyard faced east and I was working on the go-cart on the south side of the yard in front of the garage. In the middle was the swimming pool and in order to get into the garage I had to walk around the pool going north then around to the east to the side door in the back.
A lot of weird paranormal things were happening to me back then, so what happened next was something that wasn't a real surprise. As I was working on the go-cart, I saw myself walking around the pool with a hammer in my hand and my arms swinging as I walked, and then I disappeared.
I got pissed! I knew I was seeing myself and I would be doing what I just saw, and I refused it. I told myself there was no way I was about to do what I just saw myself do. So I got back to working and after a short while I needed something from the garage and without giving it a thought, I walked around the pool exactly as I saw myself do a few minutes earlier, with my arms swinging and a hammer in hand. The moment I realized I did exactly what I told myself I wouldn't do is the moment I disappeared in my earlier vision.
Also, there was often a voice that would pop into my head and tell me things that were about to happen. These kind of things were happening to me until around my mid-20s or so when I completely rejected all that and ignored it away for the most part. I guess I grew out of it basically.
That sounds a lot like what the Scandinavians, going all the way back to Viking days, called a "vardoger":.
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