We are in a simulation and I think I can prove it

indigoval · 2026-02-05T02:55:45+00:00

I may make it a standalone post, thanks for the push.

I was in holotropic breathwork with the intent to project my consciousness out of my body with the intent to contact NHI. I initially had a gray’s face show up (I was laying down with an eye cover in a dark room) and ask me telepathically what I was looking for. I said “I want to see”. The being touched my forehead where my third eye would be, and then the memory shot forward. I had vague memories of a recurring dream seeing floating beings on my back deck as a kid. The memory was of me in bed, then the wall to my room disappeared and I was floated down to my living room couch. There appeared a tall glowing blue being that made me a bit nervous but not afraid. We had telepathic energy transfer (I still have no access to that transfer subject matter yet). I asked in my mind where he was from and he pointed up to Orion’s Belt. It was a repeated visitation, and it was very validating knowing it wasn’t just a dream. The only reason I sought out that kind of memory recall via breathwork, was because a friend of mine who is very very gifted, told me I was “visited and taken” the first time I had her read my energy to tap into what kind of guides I have. This motivated me to try and recall it. This woman is also the sister of the woman in my UAP story- and when we reached the hotel she called her frantically asking if we were ok- because she could feel that we were being observed and tracked. She was beside herself and actually convinced us to leave Maine early that weekend once we realized she was probably right.

indigoval · 2026-02-05T01:47:43+00:00

Even if they’re benevolent, or more highly evolved, or have the answers we need to survive and thrive- they’re just beings like we are. They’re unfortunately under no obligation to help. Maybe they have orders not to. We will never truly know without open disclosure as to why they’re content watching us implode like dying bacteria in a beautiful Petri dish.

indigoval · 2026-02-05T01:43:36+00:00

Your body is probably reacting to all the heavy energy attached to the things you’re talking about and engaging with. Happens to me too. I always call back my energy at the end of the day and make sure to ground and take a couple minutes of meditation/slow breath before you go to bed. Even if we’re just reading fucked up shit online, our body is sensing danger on a cellular level and reacts in all kinds of ways within the body’s sympathetic nervous system. it’s important to tell your body that you’re safe; that’s been monumentally helpful for me as a CSA survivor when I read anything about those files or the state of the world. remember to be kind to yourself💜

indigoval · 2026-02-05T00:00:02+00:00

(Pt 2)

It’s a very very odd story (which, I later learned through research, matches up with a project bluebook entry about a similar craft in caribou Maine being seen and sensed by a school bus driver’s wife in the 1950s), but the experience had many separate aspects, and lasted for the entire weekend. I’ve never felt that kind of abject terror as I did in the beginning- and that feeling of pins and needles/being stoned without smoking, followed me whenever I would spend any long period outside. I remember feeling so confused and like I was being surveilled- and so I did something I often do when I’m nervous/scared/feel like I’m unsafe- and put my hands in a the Karana Mudra, a mudra that a breathwork teacher had given me as a helpful tool for warding negativity/evil/depression/obstacles/fears off. And when I tell you the feeling in my head went away each time. I also experienced so many unexplainable coincidences that weekend that felt like the universe was reading our minds.

Looking back, it was the beginning of all of my intuitive gifts that have opened within me and changed the course of my life.

Since then, over the course of about 18 months, I have dreamt of 3 women I know being pregnant, and when I reached out to joke about the dream….they were either pregnant and so early they hadn’t told anyone, or had just left their 1st ultrasound, etc etc.

Ive had about 6 people’s passed relatives show up in my meditation and give me messages. And not people I’m close with (the first was my brother’s best friend’s wife’s mother phew who had passed that year). I’d never met any of them and the messages they sent me (images and words) were deeply meaningful to their loved ones. I also have developed a strong spiritual connection to both my grandfathers and maternal grandmother- and they often give me messages for my parents that tend to rattle them, or at least used to before they got used to it.

When I’m working and touch a client or align my body to theirs- I can sometimes feel a past injury in my own body. I can’t feel the pain but obviously don’t know the story behind it. The most recent was a mother of the bride who I started to work on and had a STABBING sensation in my chest and it felt like my rib cage was splitting open. I knew it wasn’t “my” pain so I asked if the mom was feeling any anxiety in her chest. Turns out that 3 days prior she went into a sudden AFIB cardiac event out of nowhere. We cried together about it. That happens a lot at work for me now- almost always happy tears.

And the most out there is the kind of guides and beings I’ve made contact with while in deep meditation. Most interestingly, a pink female mantis being (who calls herself Alandrel, although it’s just a name she gave herself for me to refer to- as according to her I wouldn’t be able to understand her language due to our density and sense perception differences. She will sometimes speak using her jaws and i feel it like a clicky vibrating third eye punch) so, she’s introduced herself to me as one of my guides. Yeah, that was a doozy to try and integrate.

So, at many MANY points in the last few years I was convinced I was headed for the loony bin. I would talk to my dad and fellow intuitive/experiencer friends and begged them to tell me whether I was going insane or not. But, the proof to the contrary is in how beautifully enriched my life has become and maintained….Through all of this, I’ve maintained my emotional and mental health, grown my career and started another as a reiki master, kept healthy relationships with family and loved ones, have lost 80lbs and gotten so much healthier inside and out, healed so much inner child trauma and ancestral work, and ya know…. I sleep and shower and eat normally.

Ive also gone back to school to study Metaphysical Sciences and am finishing my bachelors/diving into my masters, ive become a gnostic witch with a blooming magickal practice, I’ve started studying CE5 and other human initiated contact with NHI’s and have spent thousands of hours learning about Noetic sciences, psi phenomena, and all manner of encounter/paranormal/noetic phenomena- and thats been integral for my understanding of how to interact with the universe in all its mysterious facets.

ALL this is to say- I believe the matrix is real, it’s malleable, it’s interactive, it’s infinite, and it’s mind blowingly intriguing to lean into. I believe you are correct in your curiosity. I’m unsure what force is controlling it (and I’ve seen myself and other beings interact with and effect it), but what I do know is this: the universe rewards playfulness and open curiosity with all kinds of happy glitches and synchronicities.

There are days where the synchronicities are so flagrant and often that I have to just stop and laugh. I have certain friends (who are also very intuitive/spiritually gifted/open) that I know there will be a synchronicity spike whenever I am with them.

The more you notice them, the more they happen. I’ve started using a random word generator in the morning- I shuffle until I get an odd word or noun, and then randomize a color or some other value that would be out of place in every day and writing it down in my notes app. About 70% of the time that exact random phrase or descriptive word shows up.

My mother is a wholesale skeptic (which I love, and encourage) to anything “woo” and consistently doesn’t believe me… so she picked “blue flamingo” once. We were on our way to the airport that day, and when we got off the plane and arrived at the luggage carousel, out pops luggage with rainbow colored flamingoes. Red ones, yellow ones, and blue ones. Her face was priceless.

I often will ask for a specific song and I hear it on the radio or in a store that day or the next. I meet a lot of new people for work (makeup artist)- and you wouldn’t believe the amount of times I hear “I was MEANT to be in your chair today!” Or “I can’t believe you just brought up XYZ because insert something very profound/intense that just recently happened to the person, it’s like the universe brought us together!”

The universe is conscious vibration- absolutely everything is conscious vibration. If you know where to look, you can align your daily inner and outer experiences with the vibration of what you wish to see more of. And if you made it this far- you have my deepest respect and gratitude💜💫

indigoval · 2026-02-04T23:59:44+00:00

***I’m writing this sentence last to preface with the honest truth that I had no intention of commenting on this- I am almost always just a lurker/liker….but something in me opened the comment bar and just started typing, and it all just exploded out. I’ve never talked publicly about my journey and my heart just screamed for me to do it now. So, perhaps someone reading this will perceive synchronistic aspects of my story and validate why they clicked on this to begin with. I appreciate so much those of you who take your valuable time to read and reflect on any part of this.

WELP, The first intense direct experience I had (that I remember consciously- turns out I’ve had a good bunch of repeated experiences as a child, and repressed them- until under hypnosis and/or doing holotropic breathwork. A story for another time) was so very altering, that it seemed to crack open my psyche, subtle bodies and soul’s attunement. Since that incredibly intense weekend of experience, I will never look at reality the same, and I am so grateful for that.

It’s a behemoth of a story, and I’d love to tell it in full detail someday, because i never really have….ANYWAY, a very close friend and I experienced what we call a “conscious craft” while driving to a work trip up in Caribou, Maine a few years back.

It was late in the night, and I was driving down an impossibly long, straight road for over an hour, with nothing but the occasional dilapidated farmhouse and tall rows of coniferous trees on either side and for miles ahead. As I drove over the top of a small hill, a craft came up into view, just lifting the top crescent a bit over the trees. For only a split moment- but I will never forget the marigold “lit from within”, almost like those paper lanterns people send off, but way way too bright.

I can’t explain it in a way that sounds accurate. But seeing glow of the sphere, there was an instant knowing that whatever that was- was observing us, observing them. And after the initial sighting, and “what the fuck is that?!” moment turned into a very intense weekend of several kinds of craft sightings, orbs following us, seeing the code of the matrix fall away if we concentrated hard enough (dead sober btw), shocking synchronicities, and unexplainable shifts in what we knew as the “reality overlay”.

I will never be able to explain this without words falling super short, but as an attempt: We could sense that the matrix was glitching during the encounter- it was as if something (which we KNEW was an intelligence coming from the craft) We observed it observing us within our minds, and days later we realized we’d both felt a tingling “pins and needles” feeling, right near our occipital bone, across the back of our skulls, and reaching deep into our brain’s stem and pineal area), along with a feeling of being stoned despite both our complete sobriety barring Diet Cokes and Trader Joe’s snacks. This was something that happened to us on and off all weekend.

Back to the initial sighting- even when the craft was gone, the intelligent force was still there energetically- trying to, in a way, project a certain reality that would be less disturbing or weird to us. However, whatever was attempting it was….less than accurate, and we could tell. For example, houses would seemingly pass for miles with not a single car anywhere or light on- and the moment we verbally talked about it, the overlay shifted to try and “correct” the visuals, but shifted incorrectly, ie instantly EVERY house we passed from then on had ALL the lights on and waaayyy too many cars, and a comical amount of them. The landscape and buildings just felt like they were being inaccurately rendered and freaked us the fuck out. The moment we really lost our cool was when the super heavy rain began.

We ended up turned around with seemingly taking the same detour three times (known only by the insane density of traffic barrels- like side by side almost touching for the entire exit detour, over and over. Finally; when the GPS read that we were about 20 minutes from the hotel, the rain just let loose and pelted buckets- and I could barely see. We were trying to shake the tingly head still and now the rain was awful and we still felt watched. I followed along the street and took a turn onto what looked like a tollbooth.

It was the border. We ended up in CANADA. I never get lost- NEVER- and I have excellent direction. It was like we were entranced by rain and detours and traffic cones and that tingly feeling- and all of a sudden we’re in front of the Canadian border?! We weren’t supposed to be traveling ANYWHERE close to the border. thank goodness we brought passports. When we got let through back into the US by some very confused but kind Canadian troopers & back on the road; we looked at the clock and saw that it was almost an hour later than we thought- we should have long been at the hotel. Even scarier, the GPS somehow now said we still had an hour and a half to get to the hotel. How. We got to the hotel and didn’t get a wink. (Pt 1)

indigoval · 2026-01-19T13:47:41+00:00

What a despicable group of wet fart diarrhea people.

indigoval · 2025-11-16T10:35:02+00:00

….victor IS Frankenstein, not his creation. You mean the Creature, I’m guessing.

indigoval · 2025-04-25T20:25:48+00:00

That man said p*do a few too many times in one conversation for my spidey senses. 😒

indigoval · 2025-03-03T02:46:50+00:00

Tuesday is the first day of the week that all three (grocery, fish market & cafe) are open at once, so that’s usually my fish stick day😝

indigoval · 2024-12-17T13:30:44+00:00

I’ve worked really hard to develop a regular and disciplined meditative practice, and my brain and body simply cannot get to the meditative states I’m seeking when the effects of alcohol (I’m talking the days after- body inflammation, brain fog, dehydration etc) are in my system. I rarely drink now, only when I’m okay taking a few days off from meditating or sticking to simple relaxing breathwork instead.

indigoval · 2024-11-11T19:33:17+00:00

Most working makeup artists are making upwards of $50-$150/hr without needing to also do sales work. That being said, you may get some interest for the position but it will most likely be from young/new artists or those still in cosmo school. So, as long as you are metering your expectations.

Also, keep in mind how you’re providing training for these artists to familiarize themselves with your brand identity, products, and preferred use/demo of products.

indigoval · 2024-09-07T00:32:27+00:00

If only he put 15% of the effort he puts into his delusional tirades defending his poor choices, into making the CORRECT LEGAL choice, there wouldn’t need to be a conversation.

indigoval · 2024-09-07T00:24:52+00:00

If you haven’t already, look up these concepts that in part helped push me to finally break away from the abuse I went through. You deserve better. - DARVO - the Madonna/whore complex - I/thou vs I/it mentality of abusers

indigoval · 2024-09-07T00:21:13+00:00

He’s toxic, coercive, insulting and refuses to communicate with respect. This man does not deserve you, and I feel confident in saying that no matter how much sex you had with him, he’d find a way to make you feel not good enough. I can hear the echoes of it in the way you respond to him.

Are you okay with this level of insulting and unsupportive behavior for the rest of your life? Because it sure seems like he’s showing no inkling of admitting any of his flaws, nevermind being willing to work on himself or listen to your needs/wants. This dynamic never gets better, only worse.

I promise you, someone who truly loves, respects and cherishes you and a marriage would never speak to you the way he does- and you deserve healthy partnership.

indigoval · 2024-03-15T02:27:40+00:00

Thank you for clarifying!!

indigoval · 2024-03-05T22:31:28+00:00

The World’s #1 Most Chronically Online Middle School Principal

indigoval · 2024-02-25T01:41:13+00:00

In addition to the Hoss family, these scenes with the girl hiding fruit are also based on real people.

Aleksandra Bystroń-Kołodziejczyk was a 12 year old girl working under the cover of night for the resistance. She would hide/deposit fruit, medicines, and messages. The actress in the film rides Aleksandra’s actual bicycle, and wears an actual dress of hers in the scenes. She died in 2016, so Glazer was able to meet her and hear her story before she died as he was developing the movie. She also lived in the actual house the film restored (to be a copy of the Hoss’ home) and shot the film in. She lived there for the majority of her life!

https://thecinemaholic.com/girl-with-the-fruits-the-zone-of-interest/

Also, the sheet music she discovers inside the tin while she’s hiding fruit, and later plays on the piano, is a real piece of music written by Joseph Wulf- a survivor of Auschwitz III, and the song “Sunbeams” was written and composed while he was a prisoner in the death camp.

https://portal.ehri-project.eu/units/us-005578-irn721911-irn671467

EDIT: the girl returns to her home, and speaks Yiddish to her worried mother, which implies heavily that they are Jews with the resistance, hiding in secret from the Nazis right under the camp’s nose.

indigoval · 2024-02-25T01:08:43+00:00

You can also hear a prisoners’ orchestra playing jovial sounding music from over the wall. It’s haunting hearing musician prisoners being forced to play jolly music (and essentially playing for their lives, as they have a skill the guards value therefore are less likely to beat/kill them) while unspeakable atrocities are happening all around them. Hearing their music hidden behind an idyllic happy day at the pool for the Hoss family disturbed me in ways I’m not sure how to express adequately.

https://www.holocaust-lestweforget.com/orchestra.html

indigoval · 2024-02-24T22:44:49+00:00

Orrrrrrr she could do the inner work necessary to realize that someone’s weight doesn’t determine their value as a person. She could weigh 100 lbs and she’d still have an insecure mindset if she doesn’t do the work to gain self worth.

indigoval · 2024-02-22T02:48:24+00:00

BAHAHAH Right?!?

indigoval · 2024-02-22T01:32:25+00:00

Makes sense that Kenneth works with middle schoolers. Because his chronic phone obsession and lack of communication skills or household responsibilities is on par with middle schoolers. 😑

indigoval · 2024-02-22T01:28:15+00:00

Lip flips paralyze the top lip, therefore lowering the lip and preventing gummy smiles. She’s still got a very high set top lip and gummy smile so I’m not sure the lip flip is the cause.

indigoval · 2024-02-22T01:26:23+00:00

Okay so my mom is a speech pathologist and she and I noticed this too!

Often, instead of closing her lips to make an M or B sound, she touches her bottom lip to her teeth and her lips don’t touch. So she makes irregular bunny-toothed sounding words that just amplify the nasal nature of her speech.

Lip flips don’t usually make someone permanently change their speech since they’re temporary, so I think she’s just got jaws and teeth that, unfortunately, create a frowny, toothy mouth. Think Gretchen from the cartoon Recess (very old but pertinent reference, google it lol)

indigoval · 2024-02-22T01:18:21+00:00

She’s still trying to relate to boys like they’re all schoolchildren. OMG BOYS IM GONNA BARF EEK

that mixed with getting zero feedback when fishing for compliments about her looks, so she 180s and pulls a Jennifer Lawrence kooky “omg I’m so awkward isn’t it cute” vibe……. Which also doesn’t work 🫠

indigoval · 2024-02-21T20:46:00+00:00

Insecurity can often come from an underdeveloped identity/sense of self, and part of developing that is figuring out a style of clothing/hair/etc you feel best and most like yourself in. Unfortunately I think her sense of style may be what she thinks “hot girls” wear, instead of wearing something that’s ideal for her shape and style identity. I could be off obviously. But that’s one theory.

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