Trust
I've only ever had flashes of deja vu when I've been seriously stressed- mostly when I was at University, and the events I saw were mostly trivial.

I do believe that occasionally people can get glimpses of the future, but its so random that its of no use trusting forecasts from people. I notice that people only tend to advertise their successes - their failures are always ignored. After all, who predicted 9/11, or Di's death? I suppose I've been reading
www.badpsychics.co.uk too much....
(Wrecked Tums, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 14:27, Reply)

Kelly
I did predict something from the world of show-biz. In the middle of the ‘Celebrity kiddy fiddling frenzy’ a couple of years back I emailed some mates saying “Well, who’s next for the pedo-probe then, my money is on that shifty suna-va-birch Mathew Kelly.”

Two weeks or so later, much to my dismay, Mr Kelly’s home in Thailand was raided by the police looking for child-bothering videos.

“I knew it” everyone said, “he’s never seemed like a right one.”

And, of course, we were all wrong. Mathew Kelly is a popular television presenter, entertainer and pantomime star who has never, the police investigation discovered, dabbled in under-age boys. Kelly is in no way a child-toucher. So I have no idea where I got the idea from. The curtains of the future must have parted and all I briefly got to see was that brief moment of the future where Kelly was accused of being a nonce.
(skitster, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 13:43, Reply)

Festival at the Edge of Forever
I was sitting on the pan a while back, my mind sort of idling in neutral and this thought came to me:

William Shatner has a new album out, produced with indie-muso Ben Folds and has that now famous cover of Pulps song ‘Common People’.

Glastonbury likes to throw in the odd chintzy act on such as Rolf Harris and Tom Jones during that summer people thought he was trendy.

Shatner: Glastonbury 2005.

Ewe Betcha!
(skitster, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 13:29, Reply)

My mum says
I was a spooky child.

When I was 4 I told her my dad wasn't coming home that night as he'd been called away. An hour later she got a call off my dad to tell her exactly that.

I also apparently told her that a family friend wouldn't be turning up for tea as he had bumped his head. He didn't turn up and phoned the next day to tell my mum that he'd been in hospital with a head injury.

When pregnant I used to be able to tell who was calling on the phone even if they hadn't phoned for months. I was never wrong - not once. My very sceptical partner at that time was very puzzled.

Trust me to only have bloody useless ones and not the name of the winners in the 5.30 at Aintree. Tsk.
( Miss Behave - Delicate little flower, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 13:23, Reply)

brain FM
i quite often tell my young cousins that the spike i have in my ear is an antenna - that i use to speak to the aliens stationed on the dark side of the moon. obviously that's a lie, but sometimes i get a song in my head for no particular reason and then when i switch on the radio, that exact song is playing...

oooooh...spooky...
(kalimah, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 13:04, Reply)

The future is clear
The second sight tells me someone's going to post something about an ice cream van or their mum leaving them a cup of tea.

I know. It's uncanny.
( calgacus Non sum qualis eram bonae sub regno Cynarae, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 12:14, Reply)

The Big Brother Prophecies
Me and my sister both dreamt that Stuart would get kicked out of the Big Brother house on the same night. I duly put a fiver on it at the bookies, and lost.
(nebbish, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 11:59, Reply)

I had a premonition.
Picture the scene; Woodstock Music Festival, 1969. I, a poor farm hand, dressed head to toe in the only clothes I could afford from the Army Surplus Store; a WW2 German Officers uniform. Dressed in this garb I was mistaken for Leonard Rossiter. At that time, Leonard Rossiter was playing second bassoon for the Jimi Hendrix Experience. Stage hands forcefully led me to Leonard's place on stage, and I was left with no choice but to improvise my way through Jimi's acid rock rendition of 'Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep'.

As it turned out, there were many similarities between playing the bassoon and shearing a sheep, so I soon picked it up. The ensuing experience was a deeply spiritual one. I was transported to a higher plain by a mixture of the highly aesthetic music, strong liquor and illegal narcotics. There I met a spirit guide, Felicity Kendall, who was naked and firey red from head to toe. She told me that if I could beat her at monopoly, she would reveal to me the secrets of the future.

Within an hour, I had a hotel on both the dark blue ones. The bitch stood no chance, and admitted defeat, rather than waste a further hour slowly heading to bankrupcy. True to her word, she told me that she would now show me the future. She parted her legs, and there, between her labia was a widescreen television. She tuned it in by twisting her left nipple, and turned up the volume on her right one.

Despite being partially obscured by her foot-long pubes, I did indeed catch a glimpse of the future before returning to my physical form (where I found the real Leonard Rossiter angrily beating me with his bassoon).

But did the premonition come true? Yes, thirty years later a drugged, sexually assaulted corpse WAS found in Michael Barrymore's swimming pool.

Spooky, eh?
( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 11:50, Reply)

I knew you were going to have this topic as question of the week.

( baldmonkey a frothy foul-smelling vaginal discharge, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 11:35, Reply)

Nuclear explosion
Dreamed I was viewing Derby from my bedroom window and a large nuclear exposion occurred, not sure why, large mushroom cloud etc. Oh, we were in Italy for some reason, people walking past talking Italian!?
So basically if you hear about a place in Italy that has a nuclear exposion, somewhere like Derbyolio then you heard it here first!
(BobMonkhouse is a lacist, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 11:28, Reply)

I have had two strange things happen..
First one, I had a dream I was up the top of the Eiffel tower watching planes go by very slowly. A Jumbo jet passed me at 5 mph, and in the distance I could see concorde with flames coming out of the engines like rocket jets. A few weeks later I see the same image of concorde on the news, when it crashed outside Paris. The home video footage was scarily close to what I had dreamt....

Number 2. Walking down my road thinking to myself, the thought popped into my head 'what if one of your mates ended up in a wheelchair? How would you/they cope?' I then pictured a friend of mine in that situation. I then thought of something else less morbid. Literally days later I discover he'd had a motorbike accident and crushed two discs in his back. He's much better now thankfully, and doesn't need a wheelchair. Phew!

afl
(Grobie, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 11:13, Reply)

Mobile theft
I once had a dream where my cousin got his mobile phone stolen. When I met him the next day, just as i was telling him about my dream, some bastard ran up and nabbed his phone. We lost the bugger unfortunately.
(DarkLite swallowed my entire undercarriage, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 10:13, Reply)

Apparently...
When I was born I immediately uttered the words "well, it'll be 20 years or so before I see another one of them".
(Captcheese, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 9:48, Reply)

While we're all on 9/11...
Looking through one of my sketchbooks, I recently came upon a roughly executed drawing, in biro, of an office block whose entire top half has exploded into flame. Although I remember drawing this morbid little sketch, I have no idea WHY I drew it or where it came from - but I will simply note here that it is dated 9 September 2001.
(Dr.Whogivesaratsarse, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 9:39, Reply)

This used to happen to me a lot
I would dream about the strangest things happening. Unusual combinations of circumstances, a particular living room I'd never seen, particular voices I'd never heard saying apparently random things. And then seven or eight months later, I'd find myself entering a new place & meeting new people, and WHAM I'd be slapped in the face with a sense of deja vu, as the circumstances of a barely-remembered dream recreated themselves almost at random. My "ESP," if you want to call it that, was always very accurate, but it never seems to show up regarding anything important - it's really just an occasional reminder that the universe is full of weird shit.
(Dr.Whogivesaratsarse, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 9:14, Reply)

More of a dream than a premonition...
I once had a dream that I was back at high school, and Matthew Kelly had become the head teacher. Rather than get up to his usual antics (kiddy fiddling) he was killing people left, right and centre with a shovel! I was the only one that knew, and nobody else would believe me, but in the dream I had a premonition that Ian Rush would be the one to help me overcome this great evil, so I set of on a quest to find him. Never did find the bastard...
(Keiths Dad, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 8:53, Reply)

My twin brother...
I have this uncanny knack of being able to tell exactly what kind of pleasure or pain my twin brother is experiencing at any given time, and have even been known to turn up at the same place at the exact same time for the exact same reason.
I am *never* wrong with my insights and can even tell when he is feeling sexually excited.
I have had this ability since birth.

My brother thinks it's something to do with us being conjoined, but I reckon he's just being pedantic.
(emadex thinks the world will end on, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 7:57, Reply)

the most important one i ever got was when i was 8, christmas eve, after my mum had left to do some last minute christmasy things. i looked out the window and had a vision of her being hit by a car and flying 20 feet before hitting the pavement. i got really worried, both that it might have happened, and also that i might be mental. i didn't tell anyone about it. several hours later we got a call from the hospital - turns out she had in fact been hit, and had been thrown 20 feet before hitting the pavement, resulting in some pretty severe injuries..... :(
(she got better, but it was really bad.)


since then i've avoided premonitions.
(harmless kitty, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 6:31, Reply)

One time...
... I made a picture that was a guy with a big cock drawn on his forehead and posted in on b3ta.com. And I said to myself, I said "There's no way in hell this is getting a FP!" And sure enough it didn't!

I then predicted the fall of mankind.
(Rabid_Weasle, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 3:42, Reply)

I'm currently suffering from deja vu
i'm currently suffering from deja vu
i'm currently suffering from deja vu
i'm currently suffering from deja vu*

^{*sorry, crap joke}
(Voidedge, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 3:36, Reply)

watched final destination 2 a while ago...
and predicted every death in order and how it was gonna happen at least 2 minutes before it did... does this mean i'm psychic?
or it could be the fact i can do it to the majority of action/horror films because i'm the kind of person who has more than half a brain*

^{*no offence to anyone with only half a brain}
(Voidedge, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 3:27, Reply)

when my mum or granny go
on holidays without me, I can usually tell what they'll bring me back as a souvenier.Mainly because it's usually a statue or ornament of a dragon.I like dragons.
(That guy with a hat., Mon 22 Nov 2004, 3:08, Reply)

Well, never dreamed about 9/11 or Princess Di,
but the twin brother and I always know if the other one is in physical pain.
When I had surgery to remove an abcess on my breast - nobody except husband at the time knew as it was an emergency - twinthing called mum the next day to ask what was wrong with me as he had chest pains and had to sleep while he was working (it was the same time I was under anaesthesia).

Also, I knew when he split his head open as a kid as I had a pounding headache and refused to go into class until I saw my brother.

Also, right now, although we live 6,000 miles apart, we both got a cold the same night (Friday) and have started feeling better today. Although it is that time of year, so that's probably bollocks.
( Batshitmentalist is sane for once, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 2:27, Reply)

Yet another WTC/9-11 story
I was working for an IT company, than involved spending lots of time in a former WW2 bomb shelter (which doubled as a server room). So on 11-Sept I was down there (attempting to fix another MS Exchange problem) when I suddenly got the urge to try visit the BBC News Website. The the SkyNews website. Then the CNN, NBC and ABC websites - all out of action.

So I walked up three flights of stairs to find out what was wrong with the internet connection, only to find a buch of people watching the T.V.

Not quite a premonition, but freaky anyhew....
( HSDriver was probably still at work on, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 1:53, Reply)

food and fear
I have a lot of dreams that tell me what my family will be having for dinner the next couple of days. The creepiest one was where i had a dream about my mum making lasagne and then mixes in chocolate and i didnt want to have any. two days later, mum makes lasagne and mixes in meat and i dont want any.

the all time creepiest was a dream of my dad and this short blond lady trying to get through my doorway at the same time and me running like the wind away from them. 2 years later i met that exact woman and she made my life hell for one painful year.
(britishbroccoli, Mon 22 Nov 2004, 1:39, Reply)

Not terribly spooky,
but I find when I think about someone I haven't heard about in a while, I usually find out something has happened to them afterwards. For example, a couple of months ago I was looking at my signed shirt from primary school and my thoughts drifted onto my old teacher and his wife. Walked downstairs about half an hour later and helped mum with the cooking. Mid conversation she tells me that my old teacher's wife had cancer and had 2 weeks to live. Very odd moment.
(once_upon_a_time, Sun 21 Nov 2004, 23:25, Reply)

Not recently but…
…about, ooh, eight years ago, I bought myself a spanky Fiat Uno. Was only three years old and very lovely indeed.

The night of my purchase, I dreamt that I was still driving my dad's old Nissan Micra and it got mangled somehow such that the front of the car was stuck on the back. All very weird.

Day later, my mum was driving the Micra and was involved in an accident and got quite mangled in its bottom. Mum was ok though.
( whelkboy is old now, you see, Sun 21 Nov 2004, 23:08, Reply)

I had a b3ta premonition/dream.
I dreamt that the lovely bovine was a car mechanic, and had been killed in a car accident involving something like a Micra or a Ka.
After talking to the obviously devastated mechanic workmates, I was designated the task of telling the board the horrible news.
I've told bovine this, and I hope my dream/premonition doesn't come true!

Also, I was born at 13:46pm (UK time) on Sept 11th 1986.
The first plane to hit the WTC on Sept 11th 2001 hit at the same time (accounting for the different time zones).
Not a premonition but a bit spooky.
( CaroWallis, Sun 21 Nov 2004, 22:16, Reply)

in a biology class last year
a guy called sandhar was recieving a bollocking for being a gimp in some fashion, at the end of which a friend of mine and i (with exactly the same tone and timing and chuckle in the word 'yeah') said: "yeah, sandhar."
clearly not actually a premonition though
(Slurpy The Frog, Sun 21 Nov 2004, 21:40, Reply)

my sister
when i was 3 1/2 i went up to my mom and said "you are going to have a baby girl and we are going to name her emily." a week or so later my mom found out she was pregnant, and the baby ended up being a girl, and her name is emily. it's awesome.

my father and i frequently hear the radio in our heads... and we can turn on the radio and hear the same thing that was in our heads

i also have very creepy dreams... i hope none of them ever come true
(celestie d'etoile, Sun 21 Nov 2004, 21:29, Reply)