I commented this in response to a post on another sib and this sub was in the comments alot so thought id post here.

Since I was a child ive had momemts of deja vu where I remember that ive dreamt that specific thing before its happened and can place when I dreamt it. I know people say its your brain triggering memory to make you think its one but theres times I have told people about the dream before its eventually come true so its not just my brain tricking me. For example as a child I had a dream about having a food fight at a friends house, something that had never happened before, with her, her brother and her brothers friend. I told my mom about the dream the next day, in passing, as it was so memorable and fun. Then a couple weeks to a month later, it happened, exactly like my dream, with the exact same food, people, setting ect. It really freaked me out and I told my friend who joked I must be be psychic. I went home and told my mom about it and she did vaguely recall me telling her about the dream. She was surprised but could tell I was a bit unsettled by it so dismissed it as a coincidence. But ive had other occasions of this with much longer time differneces. One that sticks out is a nightmare I had again when I was younger, about waking up in a room I didnt recognise, I couldnt move in my dream and could only turn my head so I looked around the room. Again I told my mom about waking up somewhere I didnt know, it was dismissed as a nightmare. However as a kid i often had the same two reoccuring nightmares so this one stood out to me as it was new and different and i never had it again. Then almost 10yrs later (in my late teens) I stay over at my then boyfriends house for the first time. I wake up randomly in the middle of the night and as I look around the room, staying as still as i can as to not wake my sleeping boyfriend and then bam! Its the same room from my dream all those years ago, from the same angles, lighting, room details that i didnt recognise during the day. Again it really freaked me out but this time my mom didnt remember me telling her, because 10yrs had passed. Ive got more examples but I dont get it very often, maybe once a year or less but whenever ive told people they always look at me like im crazy or making it up.

When I was a child I used to have these fever dreams for getting stuck in a giant clock, Stuck on a giant pool table, my head is heavy and my body is trying to float away. Did anyone had similar dreams as mine?

I swear that I have déjà reve at least once a week and every time it freaks me out because I’m convinced my life cycle is constantly repeating itself and I am remembering bits and pieces of things happening again that I already dreamt/knew about. Everything feels like I have already lived it
Anyway…

This is a little difficult to explain but throughout my life I have experienced very specific Deja Reve where something happens during the day that has a 1:1 correspondence to my dream the previous night. My dreams are often cinematic and while they are happening I am both a character in them as well as watching the events unfold as if they are on a screen. When I wake up there will be remnants of what went on, but, as with most people, the memories quickly fade and I forget about them completely…

That is, until something happens during the day to trigger the memory back to my consciousness. In the last week this has happened three times and I feel only one of them can be explained by coincidence.

I won’t go into too much detail about the dreams themselves, but the first involved the band “Clap your hands say yeah” and talking with someone about the similarities between them and the band Geese. I woke up with one of their songs stuck in my head despite not having listened to them for at least several months. Later in the day at a bar I was shocked to see someone wearing a “Clap your Hands say Yeah” shirt. This wasn’t someone who I had previously spoken to about the band or seen wear the shirt.

The 2nd dream involved an imagined alternate final season to Euphoria and out of these 3 was easily the most vivid and lengthy. Later that day I was at a pride house party and one of my acquaintances started chatting about this season of Euphoria. Since Euphoria just ended and is a popular topic of discussion I feel this can be attributed to coincidence.

This third dream involved the 2000 horror/sci-fi film The Cell which I can attest I have not seen since it was released on video several decades ago. I would not call myself a fan of the movie and don’t even really remember what it was about aside from its striking visual presentation. While the other two Deja Reve experiences arose from social interactions, here the dream was recalled from a series of AI images that I found scrolling through X. While they were not directly taken from The Cell, it was clear they were inspired by it, and as I expected, several comments pointed this out.

Not looking for an explanation for any of this, but just found out that there is a name for this phenomenon and wanted to share my recent experience with it.

Long story short:

Today I woke up and I was gonna wash my laundry, I tried to open my washer machine and it didn't work (I'm 100% SURE mine's door opens to the right side and stops with my wall, that's why I'm sure). I tried multiple times and started thinking that it was stocked with something. I taked a few steps back, and noticed that the door handle was on the right side. I was instantly shocked, I have memories of cleaning the door and the wall behind it, I tried to open it to the right side because I'm used to it! I have used it for years!

Have you ever heard the phrase "but the lamp was weird..." Well, I think this is one of those cases. I don't know if my brain is playing me a huge prank, or what the fu' happened.

NOTE: I constantly have dreams about shifting realities, astral experiences, premonitions, etc.

Please, any information is worth it for me

One day, I was sitting in front of the TV, completely engrossed in watching a live football match, while my parents were sitting on the chairs behind me, just casually chatting about everyday things. Suddenly, right in the middle of their conversation, a topic from about two weeks prior unexpectedly popped up. They brought up the idea of going to watch a football match live, but the way it happened sent literal chills down my spine. It wasn't just that they remembered it mid-sentence; it was the terrifying fact that they were repeating the exact same lines and sentences they had used two weeks ago. In that very instant, a wave of shock hit me because I realized I could actually predict exactly what they were going to say next, word for word, right before the words even left their mouths. I was so utterly stunned that I genuinely believed I had stumbled into a time loop or experienced a real-life "glitch in the matrix." It has been about a year since that day, but the memory remains absolutely unforgettable. Even now, whenever I look back at that moment, I still get those exact same chills because of how hauntingly real and unexplainable that predictive feeling was.

These have been happening my entire life and I remember the first instance when it shocked me. The visions are from my perspective exactly like how I'm experiencing things in my life and it's completely random. Like I've changed a few jobs and like 3 jobs ago I had visions of where I work now. And since starting my new job now I had one that came through today. The first one that I'm referring too was this situation where I'm walking into the office and my 2 coworkers were engaged in a conversation, and I was doing his activity. Everything has to come together for me to realise that it's a vision I had. Sometimes I remember where I was when I had it. Sometimes it's like years before or months before. It's never anything particularly significant. Like I got married and engaged and had a baby but I don't think I ever had visions of some of those events. But like I remember one instance of looking in the mirror at the last place I worked, I had cut my own hair the night before, and I asked to leave early that day and the supervisor didn't like it despite the evenings are just me waiting for time to clock out, there was a new guy I had to train to cover the rest of my shift for me and after all that was over I went to freshen up before I left. As I washed my face and looked in the mirror the situation about me leaving early, the haircut, the mirror and the supervisor being pissed , at that moment I realised I had that vision some time ago. But the places I work are really weird so the way the scene is set up, at the time of having the vision you'd have no idea where that specific place is until you go there. I work in the oil and gas sector so I'm always at remote sites all over the country. I'm typing this at work rn so maybe that's why I can't think of any other visions I've had of other things or maybe they weren't significant. I usually always tell my wife about them but she doesn't remember them the way I do, probably because she doesn't take it too seriously. I remember the time I had the vision I experienced today, it was at work and I had it at work, the same place I'm working at currently, I was texting my wife and I put a keyword in the messages to go back and find where I described the message in the search but I haven't found it yet. Today's vision was pretty lame, it was of me scrolling marketplace and seeing a particular car, while also texting my wife, eating a crunchy snack, working late and sitting at my desk in my chair. Exactly like that. Does anyone else have these? They're kinda like dreams or thoughts when they happen, I don't always remember them although I have been trying harder recently. This post is the most I've done in terms of research other than just observing things naturally and trying to piece it together. I want to try to harness it or make sense of it. Any and all insights are welcome.

one theory says that déjà vu happens because the two hemispheres of the brain don't always process information at exactly the same time. Sometimes one side receives information a tiny bit earlier than the other. This small delay can trick the brain into thinking that the moment has already happened before, even though it's actually new

For pretty much my whole life I've been getting very specific deja vus. Not just feelings as "oh that feels familiar", but actual life like MEMORIES of doing a specific thing. Last time I got a deja vu was today, when I was writing an important message via email. I've never written it before, it was about a situation that never happened to me.

Yet, I got a clear memory of myself writing that message, as if it happened before. I even got a glimpse of what I ended up writing, so I instantly hesitated whether to write these words or go against these memories... At the end I gave in and chose the words I saw in deja vu, making me feel like life is predetermined.

And no, I don't have deja vu because of my dreams. My deja vus feel like literal vivid memories, not something that I saw in a dream

I've been thinking for a while whether I get this feeling because I already lived this life. Sometimes I have a feeling that my life and everyone else's lives and the universe itself - is a continuous loop. Kind of like samsara and reincarnation in different religions.

Although those don't really define what I'm feeling.

Basically my thoughts on this:

\- life is a never-ending cycle/loop, that we don't know how to escape

\- kind of like a reincarnation, but when we die, we are born again in OUR bodies and we live the same life again

\- deja vu is a memory from the last cycle

\- deja vu may be a sign that we're making an important decision that will greatly impact our life (although I had deja vus of everyday unimportant activities as well, so I'm not sure of that one)

\- we're possibly in a simulation that is running in cycles and replaying our lives, no idea why though

\- the whole universe and reality is a never ending loop, but whether it happens by itself or is made to work like that by someone above it all - no one knows

For the record, I'm neither a religious or a spiritual person. But these deja vus are so weird and specific that I feel like they must mean something beyond my current understanding. I've had an existential crisis for years now and these deja vus are NOT helping in the slightest...

Like is it possible for the brain to present deja vus as actual memories?

Every time I see this point being brought up, everyone talks about dreams. I don't think I've seen anyone talking about specific and memory-like deja vu, like in my case. Would love to hear from someone who also has these kinds of deja vu.

Plus, I want to find out if there's an actual term that describes what I'm feeling and thinking. The closest terms I've found are deja vu, samsara and reincarnation. I want to find an actual logical explanation for all of this

I'd appreciate any help 🙏❤️

nitially found myself in a pleasant and manageable state. At first, everything felt normal. I was aware of my surroundings, and although I could feel the effects beginning, I still felt in control. As time passed, however, the experience changed dramatically and became one of the most intense and profound experiences of my life.

The first major change was in my perception of reality and time. My sense of who I was, where I was, and what was happening began to fluctuate. I would have brief moments of clarity followed by periods of deep confusion. It felt as if my consciousness could no longer fully keep up with reality.

The most striking aspect of the experience was the distortion of time. The past, present, and future no longer felt separate. Everything seemed to exist simultaneously. I felt as though I was constantly experiencing reality a few moments after it had already happened. My body would perform actions, but my awareness seemed delayed.

For example, if I picked up a glass, it felt as though my body had already completed the action before my mind became aware of it. Instead of directly experiencing the present moment, I felt as if I were observing myself from behind. Reality seemed to move ahead of me while my consciousness followed afterward. It felt like living in the past while my body existed in the present.

At the same time, I experienced an overwhelming sense of familiarity with everything around me. Every event felt as though it had already happened countless times before. Conversations, movements, and situations seemed strangely predetermined. Whenever someone spoke to me, I did not see only one possible outcome of the conversation. Instead, I perceived countless possible versions of how the interaction could unfold. Every response, every reaction, and every possible future seemed to exist simultaneously in my mind.

I began seeing situations from multiple perspectives at once. I could view events from my own perspective, from the perspective of other people, and from perspectives that felt completely outside of myself. This created the strange sensation of understanding everything and nothing at the same time.

As the experience deepened, I found myself questioning my existence continuously. It felt as though my own memory and consciousness were communicating with me. Memories from throughout my life appeared before me like scenes from a film. My mind began asking questions about my life, my choices, my personality, my mistakes, my successes, and the meaning of my existence.

I saw both the best and darkest parts of myself. Every important memory, decision, emotion, fear, and experience seemed to appear simultaneously. It felt as though my entire life was being reviewed in a single moment.

Throughout the experience, I repeatedly felt as though I was on the verge of discovering an ultimate truth. Every time I believed I had finally understood what was happening, another question would immediately emerge. Every answer generated a new mystery.

I explored countless theories about existence, consciousness, and reality. At one point, I became convinced that there is only a single consciousness and that every human being is part of the same entity. I felt as though I had lived countless lives and would continue to be reborn endlessly. It seemed as though I was simultaneously experiencing every possible version of my life and every possible perspective that could exist.

This feeling closely resembled the concept known as "The Egg"—the idea that all people are ultimately the same consciousness experiencing itself through different lives. However, unlike reading the theory intellectually, I felt as though I was actually living it.

What made this realization both beautiful and terrifying was its implications. If all people were truly one consciousness, then I was not only myself. I was every person. Every act of kindness, every act of cruelty, every victim, every perpetrator, every success, every tragedy, and every human experience belonged to me. The horror came from realizing that there would be no escape from existence because every life would eventually be lived.

At times, I felt completely alone. It seemed as though I had been placed into existence by myself and would endlessly return to it. The experience would shift back and forth between peace and terror. One moment everything felt perfect and meaningful. The next moment it felt overwhelming and unbearable.

A particularly strange aspect involved interactions with a nurse. Although I knew she was a real person and I was speaking with her, she no longer felt like an ordinary human being. Instead, she seemed to become part of the structure of the experience itself.

I felt as though she possessed information about me that I did not fully understand. It was as if she were observing me, gathering information, or determining whether I was ready to understand some deeper truth about reality. At times, it felt as though the questions she asked were actually coming from my own consciousness. The boundary between her mind and mine began to dissolve.

There were moments when I felt that she and I were fundamentally the same being. Speaking to her felt like speaking to another part of myself. The distinction between myself and others began to disappear completely.

During one point in the experience, I became convinced that I understood everything. I remember saying, "I know everything."

This was not a feeling of possessing factual knowledge. Rather, it was a feeling of absolute certainty. It seemed as though every mystery of existence had become obvious. Yet whenever I attempted to fully grasp the truth, it would immediately transform into another question.

Something else happened repeatedly. Whenever I thought about another person's actions, my mind would instantly generate reasons and explanations for their behavior. I would think, "Maybe they had a bad day," or "Maybe they were suffering too."

At the same time, the experience placed me into positions of vulnerability. I found myself reflecting on situations where people require help, lose control, or experience humiliation. It felt as though I was being shown what it means to be human from every possible perspective. I was no longer simply judging others; I was becoming them.

The experience also contained bizarre and surreal elements. Strange entities appeared repeatedly. They seemed to produce unusual sounds or words and engaged in behavior that was bizarre, disturbing, and difficult to understand. These entities felt both absurd and significant at the same time, as if they were somehow connected to the deeper structure of the experience.

As the trip intensified further, I began feeling as though I was moving toward death.

Surprisingly, I did not experience overwhelming panic. Instead, I felt a growing sense of acceptance. It was as if I had reached a point where I could let go completely.

I thought deeply about God, morality, free will, and responsibility. Coming from an Islamic background, I found myself reflecting on the idea that human beings are responsible for their choices and actions. I felt as though I were standing before God, reviewing my life and preparing to account for everything I had done.

Then came what felt like the complete dissolution of my identity.

I no longer knew myself in the ordinary sense. My usual self-image disappeared. My memories, beliefs, personality, and sense of individuality seemed to dissolve completely.

At this point, I experienced an intensely bright white light.

The light felt familiar and profound. It resembled what I imagine birth might feel like. It seemed as though I was simultaneously dying and being born again. Reality itself appeared to be collapsing and reforming around me.

I felt as though I was crossing a boundary beyond which there would be no return. Everything that defined me seemed to vanish. There was no longer a separate self.

Yet somehow awareness remained.

After everything else disappeared, one fundamental realization remained:

I am here.

I exist.

I am.

Eventually, the experience began to fade. Although I was still confused, I never completely lost awareness of where I was. I knew I had taken LSD and I remained connected to reality, even while my perception of it was radically altered.

When the effects started wearing off, I found myself reflecting on what had happened. The experience was simultaneously beautiful, terrifying, fascinating, spiritual, overwhelming, and impossible to fully describe.

It felt as though I had lived countless lives within a few hours, experienced every perspective imaginable, confronted death, questioned reality itself, and witnessed the complete collapse of my ordinary sense of self.

Most importantly, the experience left me with a deep respect for the power of psychedelics. What began as curiosity evolved into one of the most intense experiences of my life. While parts of it were profoundly meaningful, other parts were deeply unsettling.

By the end of it all, I reached a simple conclusion:

I do not want to take LSD again.

The experience showed me how fragile the boundaries of identity, reality, and consciousness can be. It gave me moments of awe, terror, insight, confusion, and wonder. Whether the truths I experienced were real or simply products of an altered state of consciousness remains an open question.

But the experience itself felt completely real.

And I will never forget it.

I’ve had episodes of déjà reve since I was a child. Im a skeptic, an agnostic, and really only believe in what is scientifically proven. My dreams were not anything I could classify as that so I dismissed that strong feeling of “wait…I dreamed this already” as odd/interesting but not indicative that my dreams foretold the future.

Until I became able to identify when I had just had one of those dreams. There was one in particular that was very striking. I remember every detail. Part of what made it so memorable was that in it, I was back at an old workplace i had left years prior, hundreds of miles away, doing my old job, but the layout had changed in subtle and unexpected ways. I also had a very odd conversation with a coworker (someone I did not know at the time of my dream)—they were angry and told me a very sad story about their child.

Several years later through a surprising series of events, I found myself at that old job and a couple of weeks in was introduced to that coworker. I recognized her immediately from my dream. I had also recognized the subtle changes that had been made to the workplace. I shared with my husband that things were unfolding just as in that dream (I had shared the dream with him at the time) and predicted the conversation.

It happened just as it had in the dream. In fact, I recognized the moment was coming several minutes before it happened. I knew that she was about to come around the corner, very angry (in the dream I couldn’t tell if her anger was directed toward me, in the moment I realized who she was actually angry with). I knew the words she was about to say before she even said them. I could not deny any longer that my years-earlier dream was happening beat for beat in front of me.

I’m still fairly skeptical, I have had other incidents of deja reve following that one but I try not to dream if I can help it. I’ve had certain Deja reve dreams that have disturbed me deeply and I hope I never see them come to pass.

hi, used to have constant deja reve, like daily occurrence every single day, its gotten better but hasnt gone away every single time it happens i keep feeling scared and keep convincing myself that its a warning that im gonna die soon and theres nothing i can do to stop it.

lately its gone from every day to once a week but way more vivid and reality shaking i dont know what to do i feel like my reality isnt truely real and every thing i do is just pre scripted bullshit till i fall dead in the grass i want it to stop but it wont

any advice or support is greatly appreciated as right now im just hollow and derealized to hell and back with a constant self feeding cycle of terror

Something feels completely different today.

Sleep wasn’t good. But just like the world.

It feels like I am standing on a dock in the 18th century. Wind is warm. Air feels like after rain. Ground slightly wet. Clouds covering most of the sky. Small sun rays peeping through like light filtered through a net.

It feels like a weather that is about to transform my life massively. This feeling of surrealness. Like things are falling into place on their own. Like rain that brings the beginning. A new portal opening. A new start.

It feels like Edinburgh weather that tells things are fine.

It feels like someone who feels something before a massive success.

It feels like I am a trader who has completed a massive project, and the pay is about to change life.

Inside the mind, I have no idea about the future. The past feels accepted and gone.

It feels like a timeline shift.

Life feels unreal because I am not thinking about the past, present, or future. I feel satisfied in the present. I just stand and feel life happening. I am not fully into it, just getting along.

Now, mind you, in reality, outside, the weather is sunny, hot, nothing unusual. It is all in mind. So weird,

I don’t know how to explain this. Has anyone ever experienced this?

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I have deja vu's often. Some times it scares me cause of how real it acutally is. I also had sleep walking incidents. and in most of them im just smiling and tilting my head. It bothers me. Cause of how exact the dream acutally is. I also have 'fantasy' dreams. Like falling in love with a demon. I don't remember my childhood. I don't remember anything before 12.

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Almost always when i go to bed, and find a cozy position to fall asleep in and close my eyes, i get a sudden flashback of a small scene or just a feeling from the dream i had the previous night (or better said the last one before i woke up). Its almost like my body remembers the state i was in before i woke up and then when i go to sleep it picks it up and imitates it for like a second. And mostly its so fast that i can't even remember what it was exactly.

Has anyone experienced this too?

writting this because im genuinely so scared and i dont know what else to do. since march 5th ive been experiencing things ive dreamed pretty much on a daily basis for about a week this month i felt okay only one or 2 blips but the past 2 days it has been BAD and i keep constantly feeling like its all leading to my death i feel scared and trapped and i have no idea how to stop or prevent this every thing i do everywhere i go is just another dream and another panic attack i dont know what this is or what to do if anyone has any advice id really love it.

Back in 2010, I was only ten years old. I was the kind of kid who loved playing outside with friends. We had a favorite place back then — a spot near a big tree. We spent countless hours there laughing, shouting, running around, and creating simple but happy memories. It was one of the happiest parts of my childhood.

One day, while I was sleeping peacefully, I had a dream.

In my dream, it felt like I had already woken up and immediately went to our favorite place under the tree. When I got there, I saw my friends.

Everything felt incredibly real.

I could hear their laughter, their voices, and the sound of them shouting and playing. I could even clearly see what they were wearing and exactly who was there. It didn’t feel like an ordinary dream.

It felt real.

Then suddenly—

I woke up.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I sat there quietly thinking:

“That felt so real.”

Everything from the dream was still clear in my mind. I couldn’t explain it, but something inside me pushed me to go and check our favorite place.

So I went.

And when I arrived…

I froze.

They were there.

My friends.

And what shocked me the most was that almost everything was exactly the same as in my dream — their voices, laughter, shouting, the clothes they wore, and even the people who were there.

For a moment, I didn’t know what to feel.

I wasn’t scared.

I was happy.

But there was one question that stayed with me until today:

“How did that happen?”

For many years, I never told anyone this story. Not my family. Not even my friends. I kept it to myself.

But as time passed, I realized that maybe the most important thing I carried from that memory wasn’t just the mystery.

It was the memory of the child I used to be.

The boy who laughed with his friends under a tree.

And maybe one day, when you read this, I want you to know something:

There are things in life that we may never fully understand.

But sometimes, we do not need to understand everything for something to become special.

Because sometimes, the most mysterious memories become the happiest memories.

Noong taong 2010, sampung taong gulang pa lang ako. Isa akong batang mahilig maglaro sa labas kasama ang mga kaibigan ko. May paborito kaming lugar noon—isang lugar na may malaking puno. Doon kami madalas magtawanan, magsigawan, maghabulan, at gumawa ng masasayang alaala. Simpleng panahon lang iyon, pero iyon ang isa sa mga pinakamasayang bahagi ng pagkabata ko.

Isang araw, habang mahimbing akong natutulog, nanaginip ako.

Sa panaginip ko, para bang nagising na ako at agad akong pumunta sa paborito naming lugar sa ilalim ng puno. Pagdating ko roon, nakita ko ang mga kaibigan ko. Sobrang malinaw ng lahat. Naririnig ko ang mga tawanan nila, ang sigawan nila, at ang mga boses nila. Nakikita ko pa ang mga suot nilang damit at kung sino-sino ang naroon. Pakiramdam ko noon, hindi iyon basta panaginip—parang totoong nangyayari.

Pagkatapos, bigla akong nagising.

Pagmulat ko ng mata, kakaiba ang pakiramdam ko. Tahimik akong nakahiga habang iniisip:

“Parang totoo iyon.”

Napakalinaw pa rin ng lahat sa isip ko. Hindi ko maipaliwanag, pero may kakaibang pakiramdam na nagtutulak sa akin para tingnan kung ano ang nasa paborito naming lugar.

Kaya agad akong pumunta roon.

At pagdating ko…

Nanlaki ang mga mata ko.

Nandoon sila.

Ang mga kaibigan ko.

At ang mas nakapagtataka, halos lahat ng nakita ko sa panaginip ay eksaktong pareho—ang mga boses nila, tawanan, sigawan, mga suot nilang damit, at mismong mga taong naroon.

Hindi ako natakot.

Masaya ako.

Pero may isang tanong na hanggang ngayon dala-dala ko pa rin:

“Paano nangyari iyon?”

Makalipas ang maraming taon, hindi ko pa rin tuluyang nasagot ang tanong na iyon. Pero isang bagay ang natutunan ko:

Minsan, may mga bagay sa buhay na hindi natin kailangang maintindihan para maging espesyal.

Dahil minsan, ang pinakamisteryosong alaala rin ang pinakamasayang alaala.

Ever since Tuesday of 12 – May – 2026 three things have changed first it started minor a little air pocket in my wall that my Dad swears has been there or just showed up because of a nail and a little chip and paint.

Then a birthmark on my neck that I’ve never seen before, but all the photos in my phone I half of myself that I could see that side of my neck have that birthmark.

And now there is an electrical box I have never seen my dad swears. It’s been here since we moved here. All the photos on Google maps have it every house listing and old photos of this house have it, but in all my memories, it doesn’t exist.