I can't explain, I just KNEW...

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It is the early 80s: mark s shares a London flat with his sister becky s, who is at film school. She is making her graduation film: this features fish, in particular a handsome quite large jerry-built aquarium in which three demonfish (actually I know not what kind of fish: they were small and black, with poppy eyes) live.

the film is finished; the aquarium sits on a trestle in the front room, awaiting decision as to where it goes next. mark s awakes in the middle of the night, sits bolt upright: SOMETHING IS AMISS WITH THE FISH!! he runs next door, the carpet is sopping wet. he turns the light on; the aquarium is entirely empty of water which has drained out of a newly appeared crack in the glass panel that is its base. the fish lie gasping on the still damp little stones: all three are alive, and — after frantic tap-running and cupboard scouring, are transported safely to a new, rather smaller and less exclusive home (i forget what, a big vase, a teapot, the bath?)

Anyway: how and why did their silent anguished mental fishy cry reach me? Did the cracking glass wake me? (Maybe: but I don't believe the aquarium emptied instantly since it was a hairline crack... and I ran straight through, not really awake until my feet it sodden carpet.)

― mark s, Friday, 7 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

you too have sixth-sense anecdotes: tell them NOW

― mark s, Friday, 7 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Good greef Mark you have apparently found the ultimate ILE taboo.

I have no sixth-sense stories unfortunately.

― Tom, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I get deja vu alot, but I have no sixth sense stories either. I could make one up.

― jel, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I just KNEW what the twist ending of 'The Sixth Sense' was going to be abt ten minutes into the movie, if that's any help...

― Andrew L, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

wasn't this a faith no more video?

― Geoff, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Stuff like that happens fairly routinely to me.

― duane, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Mark, sorry to be a cynic (but I do enjoy it): Surely you couldn't of just heard an aquarium breaking and bursting a shitload of water out of it. Surely that's quite loud?

― Bill, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Well, OK, Bill, if I were reading this not writing it, that's what I'd suggest too. But hairline crack is what I mean: no glass was displaced. The water didn't slosh out in one great burst, it seeped and dripped. In fact even if it spurted it would still have taken long minutes to empty.

Thus: a. glass-crack; b. water all out; c. mark wakes = a process too extended to make sense if a directly caused c.

― mark s, Saturday, 8 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I think the fish probably sent out a super low frequency distress call, like you suggest mark. You could be a real life Dr. Doolittle or the fish whisperer. :)

― jel, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I dreamed that a theatre at university burnt down and the next day it did, I dreamed that bunkers from the war were discovered underneath Albert Park and they were - actually those two things were both in the same dream! Before I was 10 I dreamed the slogan 'No man will have property rights in me' and didn't understand it and 'held it' in my mind until I was old enough to understand it (now I want some guy to have property rights in me though) and a little later I dreamed that an old guy with a white beard called 'Nietzsche' drove past me in a red sports car and threw me a letter with love and instructions, again I held the name 'Nietzsche' until I eventually found out who he was but unfortunately I forgot the contents of the letter in the intervening years. I had intellectual premonitions!!!

― maryann, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

that is so cool, maryann.

― maria, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

contents = "when you approach maryanne carry a WHIP" haha

(this = anti-FN joke not anti-maryanne joke)

― mark s, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

joke = politer still if i spell maryann's name right d'oh

― mark s, Sunday, 9 September 2001 00:00 (twenty-four years ago)

two months pass...

My Mom & I have a little of what they call "The Gift" It has happend to me a couple of times and both were terrible experiences. In fact I hope never to go through them again. For instance: When I was about 18,( I was married and a stay at home Mom.) One evening I was looking out of my window, and knew something was terribly wrong. I saw a pickup truck coming from my left. I couldn't stop looking at it. A couple of seconds past and the driver of the truck threw his wife and child out of the moving truck. You see I didn't just see it happen I knew inside that it was going to happen. They were taken by the police to the hospital and both came out ok. They were bruised in good shape though. :( Gale

― Gale Deslongchamps, Tuesday, 13 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)

I dreamed about a plane crash sunday night. That's nothing special for me these days though: I have had several plane crash dreams since the eleventh.

― turner, Tuesday, 13 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)

two weeks pass...

Two years ago I was hitchhiking to Queenstown with my friend Andrew. We got a ride with a real honest to goodness bogan, in a car that he had just bought that very day.

I find it nearly impossible to stay awake in cars and was asleep in in the back seat in about two minutes flat, leaving poor, sweet Andrew to make conversation and pleasantries with the well meaning but totally scary bogan guy.

Next thing I know I am awoken as the car is rolling backwards down a hill, stalled or something. The bogan doesn't know what to do and is highly pissed off that his new car that he has been boasting about is turning out to be shite.

From the backseat I pipe up with 'how low was the LPG, that steep hill could have disrupted the gas flow... flick the switch to petrol and try starting it again' both the bogan and Andrew make 'aw she's trying to help' kind of noises, but they don't know what else to do and they've tried everything else, so they obey me.

The car starts perfectly, I fall immediately back into a deep slumber and when I wake up we are in Queenstown.

This is not as good as the fishtank story, but I can't explain how I knew that about the gas, I don't even know how to drive.

― rainy, Thursday, 29 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)

Proof of Rainy's powers! And the fact that without trying she can order silly males to do her bidding. :-)

― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 29 November 2001 01:00 (twenty-four years ago)

two years pass...

What happened if the room is occupied with full of LPG and a match stick is torn out when two persons inside the room.

― sumathi sundar Rajans, Sunday, 4 April 2004 04:27 (twenty-one years ago)

errr...

― Trayce (trayce), Sunday, 4 April 2004 04:36 (twenty-one years ago)

They go to heaven on a bicycle.

― Tep (ktepi), Sunday, 4 April 2004 04:37 (twenty-one years ago)

my 6th sense: this world is really unified! I drink a little alcojhol and evey other person I come across reaches the same state as me. The world flows with my thoughts. It is really bizare. And what is the most bizare is I know you all have this same sense right now. It's not just in me a drunken fool hitting my keybiard, It's all of you. the world is a world and it's this world. How wierd, how bizarre!

― A Nairn (moretap), Sunday, 4 April 2004 06:47 (twenty-one years ago)

I continue into another post.; This internet I access, it is here. Ypu are looking at this world. This post. This is truly a wierd and new experienc e for me. Not really for you. You are awake in some new morning. I am asleep this night typing and typing at some wall some weird runkly state I occupy. This is the wrong lace for my state to be. I close my eyes anbd jus fade it all to a memory. Please forgive me, and if you want ingnore this stupindness. Gop one and be a grst person, like you all should be!

― A Nairn (moretap), Sunday, 4 April 2004 06:51 (twenty-one years ago)

i had this feeling earlier, that A Nairn would get wasted tonight. amazing.

― Ask For Samantha (thatgirl), Sunday, 4 April 2004 06:56 (twenty-one years ago)

exacccccccctly

― A Nairn (moretap), Sunday, 4 April 2004 06:57 (twenty-one years ago)

That's just gopping.

― N. (nickdastoor), Sunday, 4 April 2004 11:48 (twenty-one years ago)

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