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Benedict Cumberbatch in In Style Magazine (April 2008)

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I can’t remember where I heard this, but someone once said that defending a position by citing free speech is sort of the ultimate concession; you’re saying that the most compelling thing you can say for your position is that it’s not literally illegal to express.
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xkcds:

I can’t remember where I heard this, but someone once said that defending a position by citing free speech is sort of the ultimate concession; you’re saying that the most compelling thing you can say for your position is that it’s not literally illegal to express.

Free Speech

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Fandom is knowing that, across the globe, hundreds of other people are screaming ‘NO FUCK YOU’ at their televisions and curling up on the floor and crying at exactly the same moment as you are.

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A glitch in the matrix is an experience that proves something isn’t right in the world or sometimes your brain. 

Here are some creepy experiences that are supposedly true as reported by these users. 

  • DEAD BUT NOT DEAD

by reddit user 3clipse

I knew my uncle had died.

My mom had called me and told me the news. It was very sad. She told me in the middle of work and I told one of my coworkers. He expressed his condolences on my loss.

A couple weeks later, my sister mentioned my aunt and uncle doing something. I said “but…he’s dead.” And my sister said no, he wasn’t.

I called my mom. No, he wasn’t dead.

To this day I’m still not sure how much of it my brain imagined and how much was real. Did I really talk to my coworker? Was I even on the phone with my mom at all that day?

It still freaks me out knowing that my mind could fabricate so complete and real a memory like that.

  • WHY DID WE TALK LIKE THAT

by reddit user WittyRepost

Several years ago I woke up in bed next to my (now ex) girlfriend and we had a conversation in fluent French. I got up and got in the shower, and as the water started running I realized, neither of us spoke French. When I got out I asked her about it. She remembered it happening but was as confused as I was. I can’t even remember what we talked about because I don’t fucking speak French. Brains are weird.

  • FORGOTTEN 

by reddit user Joevual

My dad has epilepsy and says that he’ll experience this when he doesn’t take his meds. Sort of like a fugue state. He went to Aspen on a business trip to design a ski lodge and he forgot his meds at home. He was supposed to do a big presentation but he never showed up. His coworkers looked for him for hours until they finally found him walking down the highway in the snow, 8 miles from their hotel. Apparently he had completely forgot who he was, where he was, and why he was there. He figured if he just started walking he could piece things together and figure things out. He snapped out of it when he saw the familiar faces of his coworkers.

  • A DIFFERENT PATH

by reddit user A_lot_of_italics

One day I was walking to work and all of a sudden had an urge to walk a different path than usual. I work downtown in a big city. It was a strange spur of the moment urge to walk a different way that changed my life forever.

I turned into an alley I had never seen before. As I remember it, I made it about fifteen feet or so when an actual “glitch” happened. Everything in my mind scrambled. I felt like I didn’t have a body anymore, just that I was a semi-conscious entity floating through some weird dimension. All of a sudden in the array of different colors and shapes a vision came to me. It was a bunch of strange looking people that in my mind resembled businessmen in suits. They looked startled and panicked that I could see them. One of the “people” made a quick movement and everything turned to black.

When I regained normality, I was on a completely different street. It was the same street that I always use to walk to work. I felt sick, and severely disturbed/depressed.

I’ve never done any hard drugs, never experienced any hallucinations, never have had anything like this happen to me. The weird thing is, when the glitch was correcting itself and I could see those “people” watching me like a caged animal I had the feeling that I knew I was being controlled. It still bothers me very much to this day.

  • A SHARP BEND

by reddit user pistacchio

When I was like 10 or 11 I was going to the beach with my aunt and her friends. There were two cars of us. To get there we had to go through a very large industrial area. We didn’t know the direction, so our car was following the other. Suddenly, they did an unexpected turn and so our driver had to take a sharp bend.

In that moment we heard a very clear, loud voice inside the car saying laughing “Sharp bend, hm?!”. The driver immediately hit the brakes. We looked at each other, puzzled: we all recognized it as a voice not belonging to any of us.

In the very same time, we noticed that the other car has stopped as well. The other driver got out of the car with a scared face and shouted to us: “Did… did you hear that as well?”.

They heard the very same thing inside their car. The area around was full deserted.

  • THE SUICIDE DREAM

by reddit user 47attemptslater

When I was a teenager I had two really intense dreams one night. The first one was about an online friend of mine calling me to say she’d broken up with her boyfriend, and I sang a few lines of Seal’s “Don’t Cry” to her over the phone. The second dream was finding a (real life) friend dead body floating in her bathtub.

I didn’t think anything of it up until I logged online that evening and the online friend came online to tell me her boyfriend broke up with her. I immediately asked if I could call her, and she said no. I remember thinking that it meant something, like I could change it. Not long after, my phone rang, and it was Real Life friend from the dream calling me. I was completely freaked at this point, but talked to her normally… she was just talking about school and shit… up until I realized I heard a splash in the background. I asked her, “Are you in the tub?” and when she said yes I felt like my heart had stopped. I asked her, “What did you do?”. She didn’t answer me right away, and then after a very long pause she told me she’d taken an entire bottle of pills and chased it with mushrooms and vodka. She’d gotten scared waiting for it to hit her… so she called me so she’d hear someone’s voice. I hung up and called 911. By the time they got there she was unconscious, but alive. Today she’s a mom to a beautiful little girl, and she’s ok.

  • NO BRUISES OR SCRATCHES

by reddit user mbalsevich

Was monkeying on the hand rails of a balcony on the 4th floor of my building and fell off, as 2 of my buddies watched in horror.

I remember seeing the concrete floor approaching as I fell head first and thinking “oh fuck - I’m going to break my wrist” (Why my wrist? dunno)

Next recollection is seeing my buddies yelling, from up there, “Are you OK!? ARE YOU OK!?”.

I look up, I say: “What happened?”.

They did not see my actually hit the floor, they just ran outside and saw me already standing looking up.

Not a scratch, not a bruise, nothing hurted. I don’t remember hitting the floor, standing up, nothing. No memories exist for those 1 or 2 seconds.

None of us 3 ever understood what happened. But we all saw it and agree on what happened.

  • MY EYES ARE BURNING

by reddit user ClassicJenny

About 15 years ago my friends parents, Steve and Julie, were woken up at 1am to a very loud THUD that rattled the house. Worried that one of the kids had fallen out of the bunk bed Steve went downstairs to check on them but all three kids were sound asleep and safe in their beds. Julie told Steve to check the house in case of intruders so Steve checked the doors and windows before going outside to take a look.

After ten minutes of investigating the noise Steve came across nothing unusual and went back inside to go to bed. He found his wife absolutely worried sick and she demanded to know where the hell he had gone and what happened. Confused and tired Steve told her he found nothing and tried to calm her down before Julie pointed out that it was now 4am and that he had been missing for 3 hours. Julie had even gone outside to check on him and he was nowhere to be found and didn’t respond to her calling his name. Unable to figure out what happened they returned to bed and slept until Steve had to get up for work in a few hours.

Steve owns a painting business and a couple hours after working on a house he noticed his eyes started to feel itchy, then his eyes started to burn, then after a couple hours his eyes burned so badly that he was holding his eyelids open as to not blink because it felt like his lids were sandpaper against his eyes. His employees rushed him to the hospital and Steve was treated for second degree flash burns on his eyes. He was told his burns were equivalent to staring at a welders torch without eye protection for an extended period of time. His eyes were treated and he was lucky to have his vision fully restored.

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So that’s all I got for now. You can view the full thread here

So do any of you have experiences like this? A glitch in the system experience?

Make a post and tag “sixpenceee”! I would love to read them and will be reblogging the ones that really make me go “woah”

This has happened to me twice.

The first time was about ten years ago. I hadn’t spoken to my favorite aunt, who was living across the country from me, in a few months. She was quite elderly and had been ill for many years. Out of the blue, I just had a sense that I had to call her RIGHT NOW.

I called her number and her son answered the phone. He said, “I can’t talk right now. My mother is…” and then I heard the voice of my aunt’s other son say, “She’s gone.” She had died while I was on the phone.

This past August, it happened again. My mother, who was also quite elderly and had been ill for some time, also lived in another state from me. I spoke to her on the phone daily, but she seemed to be doing worse. Her doctor assured me that she had weeks or even months left, but I decided to drive to where she lived. I had planning on working remotely, staying with her for her remaining days.

It’s a two day drive from where I live to where she lived, but I made it in about a day and a half. I had been up for about 20 hours when I made it to her house and I was exhausted, but she looked absolutely terrible. I berated her caregivers for not calling an ambulance earlier and immediately called one.

There were a series of mix-ups at the hospital, so I ended up staying up all night until she was stable and had a hospital room (she had been in the emergency room for hours). At this point, I had been up for around 35 hours straight. My brother arrived at the hospital, so I decided to go to my mother’s house to catch a little sleep before returning.

About 5 hours later, I woke up from my sleep with a start. I just knew I had to get to the hospital RIGHT NOW. I called my brother’s cell phone and got my brother’s girlfriend. My mother had been stable and my brother had decided to go home again. He hadn’t called me to tell me that he was leaving my mother alone in the hospital (the fact that my brother is a useless asshole is another story).

I immediately got dressed and went to the hospital. Despite being stable earlier in the day and despite her doctor’s prediction that she would be going home in a day or two, my mother was taking her last breaths. She died literally within 3 minutes of my arrival.

When death is imminent for someone I love, I know. I know on a level that I cannot explain.

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Forever amused that no one gives a flying fuck about Moriarty’s return/if he’s alive/how he survived because we’re all too busy talking about Mary.

So either this was the plan all along or TPTB honestly thought everyone would feel satisfied with Mary’s plotline and come away from series 3 being amazed at Moriarty’s return.

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I am 99.9% certain that they thought they’d neatly tied up Mary’s plot thread and were going to wow us and take us into a Moriarty-filled hiatus.

I completely agree with madlori.

It’s like the writers really don’t get the audience for this show. And I’m not just talking about the fandom.

I convinced a coworker to watch Sherlock for the first time recently and he and his wife both loved Series 1 and 2. They thought Series 3 “was fun”, but TEH and HLV confused the hell out of them. They didn’t understand John’s reaction to Mary in HLV at all and Moriarty’s return made them roll their eyes.

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MUSIC TO PICTURE: AN INTERVIEW WITH SHERLOCK COMPOSER MICHAEL PRICE by mid0nz
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An Edit a Day ⚜ Benedict Cumberbatch ⚜ [266/?]
An Edit a DayBenedict Cumberbatch ⚜ [266/?]

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"So in “Redbeard,” as it’s formed on the soundtrack album, you actually hear in the distance the Watson chords on brass as Sherlock is ascending the staircase because it’s really John… it’s the connection with John that’s giving him the motivation to recover from that situation, so that’s one of the first times really that I can remember, I’m sure I’ll be wrong, where we’ve actively been using the Watson’s chords in a different orchestration."

— Micheal Price, composer of BBC’s Sherlock in his interview with Mary Jo Watts (mid0nz)

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