What vision have you seen that made you realize that the world is not that way after all?

Personal experience, in 1993, I and my cousin opened a garment processing factory in the brigade yard of their village. I was in my early twenties at the time and lived in the factory at night. One night I was at my aunt's house. After drinking, I walked back and saw a ball of light floating in my direction in the ditch on the roadside. I went down into the ditch while holding on to the wine. (The ditch was as deep as a person and was covered with reeds. The ball of light was It was floating on the tips of the reeds), I took a stone and threw it. I missed it but the light ball disappeared. I climbed out of the ditch and continued walking. There was no one on that road at night and there were no lights, but the moonlight was very bright that day. The more I walked, I felt something following me. When I looked back, there was nothing. My hair felt like it was standing on end. When I was about to reach the compound, I saw two janitors chatting at the gate of the compound (the ones watching the scene in the brigade courtyard). I started to run over. When one of the uncles saw it, he picked up a gun and shot behind me (guns were not banned at that time, and shotguns were necessary for vigils at night. We had poor security at that time), and I ran back myself. I took a gun out to embolden myself. Later, two uncles said that there was a dark figure following me. When I heard the gunshot, it disappeared. I still don’t understand what it was. At that time, the uncles said that I might have hit a ghost.

My father passed away in 2010. When he put it into the coffin, no matter how hard he put it, he couldn't put it in. It seemed that the coffin was too tight. I was also anxious at that time, and I said in the same tone as when I was anxious with him: "What are you doing? I've measured the dimensions for you and made a coffin, but you're not satisfied yet!" Before I finished speaking, I put it away immediately. , still very loose. I feel like his face has become a lot kinder, it was very cold before! Due to some special reasons, he and I didn't deal with each other for several years. We just broke up with him completely, and we broke up in a hurry after being together for more than a month. When we saw each other again, we were separated by yin and yang, and we didn't even say a word...so much so that I always missed him in my heart. When my daughter was one month old, I couldn't help but burst into tears when I thought of his expectations for me, which surprised all my relatives and friends!

Aunts, cousins, cousins, including myself, have all encountered it. Talking about these things can easily turn into supernatural things. Let me tell you a very small thing. Before the Wenchuan earthquake in 2008, my aunt dreamed that a big earthquake was going to happen. In the dream, she was still praying to Bodhisattva that it would never happen in big cities. If it must happen, it would happen in mountainous areas. There were few places, but within a few days there was an earthquake, which happened in the mountainous Sichuan (don’t say that the earthquake happened in a mountainous place, my aunt has never been to school and knows nothing about earthquakes). I just remembered another little thing. When I was young, my aunt was a worker in the beverage factory in our city. My family opened a shop across the road from the beverage factory. My aunt would usually come over to help at noon. One day at noon she heard a long ghostly scream coming from the beverage factory, which none of us could hear. She said it was different from human screams. She said someone was dying in the beverage factory, and the next day one person died in the beverage factory. There are many other things that I won’t talk about, they are more supernatural.

I have always been an atheist, because my father served in the military, and although my mother is not highly educated, her working environment is an out-and-out scientific research unit, a place where technology is researched, so She is not superstitious either! Naturally, I have not been influenced by any thoughts that are contrary to science in this family!

But now I am in awe of many things! The world is so big, and there are so many things that cannot be solved There are things that can be explained. Some people may say that it is coincidence, that is conjecture, that is metaphysics, and some even say that it is superstition! But I don’t think so. Superstition and experiencing strange phenomena are two completely different things!

After my mother passed away, I experienced a lot of things that I still can’t understand, but they really happened and were not made up by me!

Let me talk about visiting the grave first. It happened at that time! My mother was buried in Benxi many years ago. I won’t go into details about why she was buried in Benxi, because the plot is a bit long! In the years since my mother was buried in Benxi, I have not visited the tomb. Firstly, I was only 14 years old when my mother passed away. Secondly, after my mother passed away, my father remarried soon. He had long since turned a blind eye to the matter of worshiping my mother!

This One year, my aunts and aunts went to visit my grandma's grave, and they also visited my mother's grave. That's how I followed my aunts, brothers and sisters for the first time, and went to Benxi after my mother was buried!

When we arrived at the mountain where my mother was buried, we offered incense and then kowtowed! There was a piece of straw paper spread in front of the tombstone, and my brothers and sisters all knelt there, kowtowing to my mother one by one!

When it was my turn to kowtow, I kowtowed one by one, and my head was suddenly hit by an unknown stick. A dead branch popped up out of nowhere and pricked my forehead! I covered my head and felt baffled. There was obviously nothing here, so how could such a long and hard branch appear? I was so puzzled!

My third aunt also came over to look at my forehead, and found that the skin had been pricked by the branches, and there was a little bloodshot! My third aunt was even more strange, even she herself kept thinking I muttered, where did the branches come from? Because my mother’s grave is a big mound with a tombstone in front and a dirt road under the tombstone. The place where you kneel and kowtow is right next to the tombstone. There are no plants around the tombstone. What’s more, my brother and sister went to kowtow first. No one noticed that there was a branch that would get stuck in the head, but a small branch came out here. We all thought it was very strange!

On the way back from sweeping the tomb that day, my third aunt said to me, your mother Maybe she’s angry. You haven’t come to see her in the past few years, so I pricked your head! I know that I can’t prove any unsolved mysteries in the world, but I believe it, and this world is absolutely impossible. It’s not just what you can see with the naked eye!

On April 11, 2019, my phone ran out of battery, so I didn’t play with my phone while playing. Because I don’t have a mobile phone to play with, I feel a little uncomfortable. I can only watch the scenery in the Gobi Desert. The sun is very bright at noon. I started to sweat after squatting for a while, but it should not be a hallucination. However, the upper and left sides of the left lens of my glasses There are several light spots flashing and swimming towards the upper left corner, just like the six flashing light spots under the rows of English when the computer is turned on.

The glasses were provided by the authoritative eye hospital in the capital. I remember the price is 2,900. They protect against blue light. The left eye has nearly 300 degrees of myopia, or there is 100 astigmatism. I have been driving a taxi for many years and have experienced sunlight from various angles and neon lights from street lights. I have never experienced the phenomenon of light spots swimming and flickering regularly on the lenses.

Another time, at noon in the summer, the sun was shining brightly. While driving in line and waiting for inspection, I suddenly saw a round shadow as big as a washbasin on the ground on the left side. It disappeared after a few seconds without looking at it. If there are any signs of movement, they suddenly disappear. It is located in the living area of ????the factory. The road is flat and wide. Because special transport vehicles that transport extra-wide and long heavy chemical equipment occasionally pass by, it is about six lanes wide. There were no super-tall buildings on either side, and there was no object in the sky that could cast a circular shadow. Moreover, the sun was almost shining from the sky. When I looked out of the car window, I didn't find any obstruction. I thought it might be the projection of a kite, but this standard circle... Are there any weird people who can fly circular kites? After thinking about it comprehensively, the only situation where such a circular shadow could appear is if a circular flying saucer was sightseeing above my head.

There are also several other magical and weird experiences, all of which are experiences that subvert the worldview! The merger of parallel universes, the virtual world of the brain in a vat, and the forbidden demon area opened by gods and demons are not enough to cover these experiences. The only one that meets the requirements is probably the so-called earth's dimensionality enhancement, right? !

In the early morning of August 5, 1998, I had a dream about a classmate of mine who had been dead for four years. Then my son appeared in the dream where I met the deceased classmate that day. A car accident, a narrow escape, and a life.

The dream is so real that I can still remember it deeply.

In the early morning of August 5, 1998, I had a dream about my classmate Xiaojia, who had been dead for four years.

Xiaojia and I are friends who wear crotchless pants. Her mother and my mother are classmates. We were classmates from nursery to junior high school. After graduating from junior high school, we went our separate ways. Later, she went to the coast to swim in the sea and dyed She became addicted to drugs and was brought back to Chongqing by her parents. Not long after she overdosed on drugs, she collapsed in the bathroom at home and was sent to the hospital where she died.

Xiaojia is not tall, but her appearance is very good, and she looks a bit like Zhou Xun.

I dreamed that she met me by chance on a big road near my home around 12 noon. There were no cars or people around. She said she hadn’t seen me for a long time and she was very nice to me. Miss you...

I was surprised when I saw her, and whispered in my heart, didn't Xiaojia die of drug abuse? How could he meet her? But it was impossible for me to directly ask her if you were dead or something like that, so I just echoed, yes, yes, I haven’t seen you for a long time...

Then she tried her best to invite me to her Sit at home, not far away, stay nearby...

I took my son with me at that time, and I didn’t want to go, but she strongly invited me, and I really couldn’t save my face, so after thinking about it, I agreed to go to her Sit at home.

In the blink of an eye, I somehow arrived outside her house. I saw that her house was a very dilapidated house, and it felt like it might collapse at any time. As soon as I opened the door and entered the house, a cold air hit my face. It was the hottest season in Chongqing outside the house, with the temperature at least above 40 degrees Celsius, but it was extremely cold inside the house.

Because I am not in good health and cannot stay in a cold place for too long. Xiaojia enthusiastically offered me her seat. I looked at the stool and saw a musty feeling on it. I didn't dare to sit down, so I just stood and chatted with Xiaojia.

At this time, my son said he was hungry. I raised my hand and looked at my watch (I have always had the habit of wearing a watch, and I still do now). At about 12:20, I just wanted to leave for this reason, because I felt very uncomfortable and very depressed.

As soon as Xiaojia heard that my son was hungry, he hurriedly said that I have food here, ready-made, and I would go and get it.

It's fruit, and one plate is pastry. It's the same way as it is when offering sacrifices. Because it's summer, the fruit looks pretty dry and the pastry is dry. You can tell at a glance that it's something that's been there for a long time. .

Before I could stop him, my son reached out and took out a cake and immediately put it into his mouth and took a bite. Looking at the stale cake, I was afraid that my son would have diarrhea after eating it, so I asked him to spit it out immediately. , and put the gap in the pastry back inward.

Then I said goodbye firmly and wanted to leave. Xiaojia tried her best to persuade me to stay but also firmly wanted to leave.

As soon as I went out, I felt the sunshine. I felt that the depression just now was swept away, and I suddenly woke up.

When I was still young, I thought it was just a dream and I didn’t take it seriously at all.

The next morning, as usual, I took my son to learn how to swim. On the way home, I dreamed of Xiaojia’s place in the early hours of the morning. It happened to be a little after 12 noon, and the whole road was empty. Pedestrian, when there was no traffic, a small truck suddenly came from the opposite direction and knocked down my son on the sidewalk. I was less than one meter behind my son. The small truck slid past me and I was not injured. No harm.

The time and place are so accurate. To say that this is a coincidence, I don’t even think it can be justified.

But according to the education I received, dreams are just thoughts and dreams every day, and traffic accidents are purely accidents.

But, I think it is really possible that the world is not as we understand it?

It was when I was in the first grade of junior high school. I was out in the military training. I was sitting on the ground during the break. I suddenly found a relatively large insect on the ground. It was the kind that is usually the size of a very common mung bean. Each segment on its body looked like... It was an armor-like oval insect with many legs, but this one was about the size of a soybean. I was bored, so I started to observe it carefully, and suddenly I found that there were patterns like numbers in the middle of the armor on its back. I looked at them one by one. It’s actually the number 123456789! I thought it was really surprising at the time, but because I had never observed it before, I thought that all these bugs should have numbers on them, so I thought nothing of it. Later, when I grew up, I recalled this incident. Of course, I would never find another bug with numbers on it. It was terrifying to think about it. .

29 years ago, I was eight years old and my second aunt’s cousin was six years old. During the summer vacation, my second aunt was busy with business and left my brother at my house for my mother to help take care of the children. One day during this period, my mother went to the village reservoir to do laundry. , since no one was watching my cousin, I took him with me. My mother warned me many times not to let my brother go near the reservoir. But within half an hour, my mother, who was only doing laundry, suddenly heard someone shouting: Whose child is this? , fell into the reservoir... When my mother heard it, she thought, there were several women washing clothes and she was taking the child with her. There was no one else, so she jumped into the reservoir desperately and swam towards the place where the child fell into the water (my mother She couldn’t swim, so when I asked her why she was so brave, she said that her sister-in-law had entrusted her with the child. If something happened, she would not have the dignity to live, so she jumped directly.) My mother’s first feeling after grabbing my brother’s hair: She was relieved... She couldn't save the two of us and she didn't feel guilty anymore... During the struggle, she suddenly felt something stepped on under her feet, guiding her to lead my brother to the shore, and then he actually climbed up the shore. People around were surprised. Everyone thought my mother could swim, but in fact my mother really couldn’t swim. After my cousin was rescued, my mother went home to find my grandma through the phone call between villages, and told her what had happened. My grandma asked the "master" in their village at that time to give him some advice. The master said that she knew about it: it happened to be that day. A certain fairy lady passed by here to collect medicine in the mountains. When she encountered this problem, she had to save her! Then I asked my grandma to go back and ask my mother if there were five fingerprints on her right buttocks... The shocking moment came: my mother jumped into the reservoir to save my cousin and she didn't have time to take off her clothes... But that's it, my mother's right buttocks actually There were really five fingerprints... Later, my parents went to the scene to see that the place where the child fell into the water was more than 20 meters away from the shore. Even a swimmer would have a very difficult time holding a child who fell into the water to the shore... (My mother was washing at the gate. My cousin's clothes fell off the shore a few dozen meters north of the gate. My mother jumped from the gate and used the water to catch my brother and "swam to" the shore. So from then on, I believed that there was something mysterious in the world. The power is protecting us!

Many years ago, a friend of mine studied Buddhism. She is now in retreat at Mount Wutai.

We have never met each other before. This is the first time. We had dinner together. She came later. When she saw my wife sitting there (for the first time), she came up to me and told my wife very seriously that it would be good for you to go back and recite the 27 Ksitigarbha Sutras because Your child is still following you!

In fact, my wife had an abortion just a few days ago, but she never told anyone. How did she know? Answer.

We all feel amazing about this incident to this day.

But from then on, my wife and I started chanting sutras and chanting Buddhist scriptures.

Namo Amitabha

When I was a child, I had no respect for ghosts and gods. Although I was a girl, I was very naughty because my family was in a rural area and I often played with my friends in places with graves. But as I grew up, I experienced this. Two things happened that made me change my view. When I was in the second grade of junior high school, I accidentally fell down while studying in the house I rented with my classmates outside the school, and a soft bruise appeared on my hand. The bumps started to grow bigger and bigger. At first it was on one hand, and then it started to grow on the other hand as well. My mother was worried, so we went to the county hospital to see the bumps. The doctor said that they would need surgery to remove the bumps when they grew bigger. It was fine, but my mother felt that the scars on the girl’s hands were too ugly, so she and I went to several other hospitals, but they all said the same thing.

Later, my mother and I went to see the goddess over there, because I didn’t believe it and didn’t care at that time. I don’t remember exactly what she said, but she remembered the prescription she gave me, and she looked for it when I got home. I still stopped my mother at that time, but later my hand did heal, so I had a deep memory of the prescriptions and a little respect for ghosts and gods. To say that I completely changed my mind was an experience in adulthood.

Two years after I got married, my mother-in-law was diagnosed with gastric cancer. Because she was found too late, she passed away despite being in bed for a year. My mother-in-law was honest and good-tempered during her lifetime, and we got along very well. There is a custom of mourning in our area. I was very sad when my mother-in-law passed away, and my tears kept flowing. However, I was introverted and couldn't really act like crying. My husband and my two brothers also have the same personality. When my mother-in-law was first diagnosed with illness, my husband burst into tears when no one was around. I didn’t know until my aunt met me and told me about it. At that time, I was still angry with him for acting as if nothing had happened in front of me. , complaining that he doesn't care about his mother-in-law. When my mother-in-law passed away, the three of us just cried and said nothing, and there were a lot of people who said nothing. On the third day, I went to visit Sanri Tomb. When I was waiting to get on the tricycle, an aunt from my family said to me, you should just shout twice, otherwise people will laugh at you. I wanted to give it all at the time, but when I opened my mouth, I found that I couldn't make a sound. I could only cry but couldn't make a sound. My body was no longer under my control, but I understood everything in my mind and could hear others speaking. I even thought at that time that I couldn’t cry after my mother-in-law passed away. If I couldn’t get out of the car at the grave, how would others laugh at me, would they say I was pretending, and would I become the laughingstock of others for the rest of their lives. As we were getting ready to get out of the car and walk to the cemetery, I regained consciousness. I told my third grandma, my mother-in-law's aunt, about this matter. She said that my mother-in-law was unwilling to make me cry and had taken possession of me.