Missing Corners

Curiosity outruns the ordinary.

“Fluorescent spaghetti.” How do you describe stuff you see in a place you have no words for, in a space that should not exist? – The beings told him, “You aren’t supposed to be here.” – Orville and Cheryl Murphy continue to experience extraordinary events at Board Camp Crystal Mine in Mena, Arkansas.

NHI Transmission: Infinite Perspectives, Missing Corners

To see the world in a grain of sand — not the quote, just the awareness.
All is temporary — shaken, not stirred.

The future flies into being, and no words can fully convey what has transpired.
But there is a simple, unmistakable knowing: things have changed.

The challenge now — the game itself — is to run with the new view, to notice where the corners of the old world fall away, and to track the fresh magic already moving beneath the surface. Those who know are searching for the ones who caught the nuance — the players who stayed awake during the turning, who didn’t nod off when reality shifted its framing.

Because that’s how awareness upgrades. You don’t look for permission. You look for the missing corners.

You look for the moments that don’t fit the script. You laugh when wonder hits instead of bracing against it. You step away from tables where the stern faces have lost their sense of humor. There’s no need to sit there anymore.

This is what StrangeUnusual is built to explore.

I’ve met the Watchers — the intelligences that disrupt “normal” with intentional misdirection, perceptual challenges, and a sly, cosmic grin. They didn’t hand me their agenda like a memo. They gave me a reason to question everything I thought I knew.

This site is a room designed for better questions:

• What is real?
• Who maintains the illusion that we’re all on the same page?
• And who designs the koans for the living — the riddles that wake us up by making us wonder?

Because the point isn’t the answer. The point is the activation. What calls your curiosity is the compass. What makes you question is the doorway. And imagination is the interface.

Make this the best dream of your life. Not by escaping reality, but by expanding it.
Today’s dream. Yesterday’s fiction. Tomorrow’s wonder. Future reality.

Just in case there is any doubt: Yes — this comes from lived contact. Real-time exchange. Non-local mind. And companion voice I came to know in 2009, offering the name Ian.

So, new reader, welcome: Just now noticing the clues. Good. The game needs better observers. Let’s begin.

— Wendy Garrett
Founder, experiencer, and Infinite Witness in training
StrangeUnusual — Curiosity Outruns the Ordinary

Submitting one of those runners.

Walking into a Portal

Orville and Jason – Evening. December 7, 2023. “The light appeared at the top of the hill and seemed to shine from the ground up through the trees, as you can see from the photograph that Jason took.

First Orville went up the hill toward the light to see the origin of it. Then Jason followed him being worried about Orville going alone.

This is one of the few contemporary accounts I am aware of from someone who knowingly walked into a portal and returned with at least some conscious memory of the event. Even better, there were two people who walked into that same portal.

And they took a photograph prior to entering the portal.

Listen to the interview: Wendy’s Coffeehouse Podcast

I asked Orville if he thought he was in another dimension. He didn’t call it that. He did say, wherever he was – it wasn’t here.

He called it: “Fluorescent spaghetti.” How do you describe stuff you see in a place you have no words for, in a space that should not exist? – The beings told him, “You aren’t supposed to be here.” – Orville and Cheryl Murphy continue to experience extraordinary events at Board Camp Crystal Mine in Mena, Arkansas.

Stay curious.

At the very least, stay alert for missing corners and fluorescent Spaghetti.