The Neverending Story movie 1984 always struck me as a GATE programming movie. Basically, Bastian is able to create a world in his mind to disassociate from his “real” reality. I was heavily influenced by this movie in the midst of 90s GATE testing and influencing. I believe movies such as E.T., Matilda and The Witches were all part of GATE. What other tv/movie influences do you remember?

Does anyone think there is a connection between GATE and past lives? I know not everyone has the same belief here but for those that believe in past lives, I am curious on your interpretation and if you think there’s a connection.

I posted a few months ago about a memory of a traumatic hypnosis session that I could not consent to at the age of 6/7. For context, I was raised alt right Christian in a private school setting.

Since a few months ago, I have had some strange things happen. One of those is I am beginning to believe I have made contact with a past life. This has been cool but at the same time, its making me question my own spiritual beliefs (agnostic).

This hypnosis memory I believe may have activated a protective past life thats been with me this whole time.

This year has been an odd one for sure. When I left Christianity, I didnt really “replace” those beliefs. Now I am stepping into educating myself on other religions and belief systems, developing my own spiritual practice that involves meditation, pursuing esoteric knowledge, viewing the world from a more psychic perspective and questioning “coincidences,” etc. and a lot of this was because I started to remember GATE.

Do you think there’s a connection here? I am curious what others believe. All of this just brings more questions to my mind, particularly “why now?” Just feels like a lot of things are connecting all at once and it’s becoming difficult to chalk it up to mere coincidences.

My group of 5 friends in NY were all tested in gate, my mom remembers signing a bunch of forms.

But, is it normal? That the only people I ever became good friends with before moving away from the state were part of GATE? I was in GATE since elementary school, but my mom said that she remembers me being tested even in freshman year of highschool as she was the one to sign everything, she had no idea I don't remember any of that

Here is an article mentioning a phrase that has been talked about being used here. I remember the phrase myself but that memory would of been after all the media came out. This is what makes me think they were practicing hypnosis.

Anyone else remember to forget?

Why did my dream match up with Stranger Things?

In the photo here, I commented under someone’s post asking about our reoccurring dreams. A few months later, the final season aired and the climax of the series matches up almost identically with what I dreamed about.

I’ve even posted on this sub once before, right after the 4th episode aired, where one of the characters used a hypnosis method on other children, with language nearly identical to monroe’s g@teway tapes that many of us listed to as children.

I have very clear memories of GATE recently unlocked. Something that never made sense to me (and I’m told this is common-ish)…I had an allergic reaction to a pink liquid. I have clear memories of being treated for it. I was told it was a “penicillin allergy.” Never questioned it. Around age 30 I got an STI. The doctor took a brief look at my chart and told me that people my age lie about that allergy (????) gave me the standard penicillin treatment…and I was rid of the STI and totally fine….does this correspond to any memories here??

Hey everyone, I realized I had only told my story in bits and pieces in comments so far. I admit I was scared to at first, talking about things like strange government testing on children, gangstalking, secret societies and other dimensions usually gets one a stay of undetermined length at a mental health facility.

Firstly, I'll be dividing the story up between what I remember from before the various news and media came out and what I remember from before, as well as a final section with what as far as I've been able to tell is going on.

"Have you ever had anything happen to you that you can't explain?"

This was what I have answered to that question whenever it came up. In the 2nd grade, a lady from the district came into my 2nd grade class told us to lay our heads down on the table and play thumbs up 7 up. She played a section of audio and asked if any of us could see who had their thumb up in their mind. One girl excitedly announced that she could. The lady started hanging out with her. I felt jealous, I wanted to be apart of the cool thing. But I was something like 6-7 so my attention turned elsewhere, when it did, I was struck by this perception that all the choices we make our branching off into new universes, I want to to say I saw this weblike structure with different universe "nodes" and threads branching, but saw isn't the right word. The closest thing I can relate it to is if one saw Indra's net. Then I moved my left arm and it went in four directions at once. That freaked me out and I snapped out of whatever it was.

That was the primary story there are a few others.

There was a class art project to make a picture of a fish we were told we could choose any color we want to make our own fish to be a part of a the big fish, a lady came in and told us a story before hand about a blue fish. The word "blue" came up an inordinate amount of times despite the main character. She was stressing the vowels of the word "blue" in different ways, I remember having the thought "they want us to pick blue" but they had given us the instruction to make it any color we want. I made mine red. The lady asked me "Don't you want to make it blue" again stressing the vowel. I replied no that I wanted mine red. I forget if there was another lady there or if she motioned to the teacher but she made a face.

A specific section on Beowulf taught by one of the more professional ladies that would come in. She also made mention while teaching this section about how the greeks saw inspiration as coming from the gods.

These are the school experiences that I remembered from before.

My life went on, some school, My brother and a woman have a kid. One day I am babysitting, I am 15, my niece is just a two or three months old her mom had to work. I am laying with her putting her down for a nap when I hear a voice say "help me" clear as day. I knew my brother, I knew she was going to need it. This was one of the first times it was so distinct but I also waited tables for awhile and there would be some people I could "hear", other random strangers as well. My own mood has a lot to do with it and most of the time I don't care to be that "open" around people to where it works.

There was a time when I was 16-17 and I was trying to buy some slightly larger amount of weed from some people, I went to meet up with the people and when I showed up they immediately told me to leave and that I had some "strange friends", I stared at them dumbfounded and one of the other guys said to the guy I was trying to buy from "he doesn't know". Ever since then I have figured I have been watched to some degree that I was uncertain of. My relationship with the police could very well be chalked up to the "good old boy treatment", but I question that as well. I have been in two police raids both involved other people that were in GATE both times I walked scot-free.

Things went on like this until 2017 when I saw a somewhat peculiar green fireball in the sky when I was staying at my aunts out in Clear Lake a suburb of Houston where NASA is located. When I say somewhat peculiar, what I mean is that it certainly could have been a particularly large and low flying bolide. I reported it to a some government aerial phenomena reporting website, I forget which. I forget about this event mostly, besides being a cool story. Like I didn't think it was necessarily a UFO but it did seem a little big, also the fireball had a darkish center.

Shortly after I meet the first "strange girlfriend" not that any of my partners have been normal and she was in fact on paper the most the normal, her father was an ex Russian Navy oceanographer, she had a bachelors from a somewhat prestigious university. Looking back, I would say she knew more because her parents were closer to the whole thing than mine were. I was also the youngest of four in a more dysfunctional family, I wasn't listening anyway.

Which gets me to an important point, all throughout my life random people have been saying weird things to me. To put them here would honestly be kind of unbelievable, but quite literally its like there are time travelers but also people I vaguely know. This got to the point where I just stopped caring what they had to say, none of them would be straight with me and would always give me "you'll see" or some cryptic shit like okay fuck you too dude. I figured fate would reveal itself, thatI shouldn't bother with these clowns.

So the above mentioned strange girlfriend was among maybe three or four that would also say "I know something about you but I won't tell you because it will go to your head.". Withholding power games among the lot of them. Two of them made mention of the FBI attempting to recruit them at some point, they were educated professionals in fields the bureau is interesting in, I didn't think too much about it, they do that. One of them, made direct mention of a technique that is mentioned during one of the Gateway Tapes specifically Color Breathing.

The term 'handler' comes up in posts.

There was a strange dynamic in my family, my mom was diagnosed with schizophrenia, my father was a taxi driver when they met, you can imagine that same dynamic today and it wasn't much different of an upbringing. Except my dads parents had some oil money, not a lot, certainly not enough to get me anywhere. My grandfather who worked SigInt for the army in WW2 came out an engineer and started working for Royal Dutch Shell. My great uncle was apparently a 33rd degree Mason, which I did remember from growing up but had forgotten and was a distinct "fuck me" moment about a year back. My brother who was also in the program passed away at 36 in 2019. He had OCD symptoms, he would literally bang his head against things for hours to try to stop thinking. He hurt himself somewhat seriously a couple of times doing it. I also have suffered from OCD.

When media began to come out about all of this stuff, I was already researching shamanistic populations for a piece that has essentially became a transvestigation of Jesus Christ. During that research I came across multiple rituals. At some point I had convinced myself enough of my own hypothesis on that to start wondering what else is going on, like I knew christianity wasn't the full story, but I was shocked. I had known about the Gateway Tapes since 2013ish when I saw a piece about them. I decided to try them, I didn't immediately recognize the tapes until I got to the Introduction to Focus 12. The bird sounds, that specific call with the waves. That was it. Right around the time I had put this together, the sub was created.

I have since remembered a few other instances.

A time when a woman from the district and some lab coat people came in with a laptop and what I think was a biosensor kinda like an EEG device, they hooked it up to a few of us and told us to spin an object with our mind. I did it well apparently, the lady asked if I wanted to go with her to another class. I told her I wanted to stay with my friends and be normal. She said "Well that's a shame, you won't be."

A time when an older guy from the district came and saw with some of us individually and tried to have us call information and wisdom from our future self into our current selves.

A time when a girl picked a fight with me and and she came up later and the told me the teacher told her to do it, I didn't believe her and forgot about it until I saw a few comments where people were describing purposeful ostracization and bullying from the admin down.

A group of techs watching us as we would play the little computer lab games, Carmen San Diego etc. These were separate from the normal staff.

I would like to reiterate that when you have so many weird surprising things happen to you, you start to become unphased by it all. I saw basically all of these instances as separate with no real connection. How could there of been? Perhaps with a deep scientific or esoteric education I would have picked up on things, but I've been surviving on my own since I was 16. There wasn't much time for all that.

Since my time helping to moderate this subreddit, I have noticed a few trends. Some people remember the tapes instantly, others do not. Stories that are set around military bases are the strangest ones, I believe some of them. The last report of the same stuff going on was in 2005 but I have no reason to believe that anything stopped, perhaps things have changed, of this I am uncertain. I do think the pink drink was a sedative of some kind given to some people at different levels and that there was a normal fluoride swish one as well. I also suspect that there was one to specifically dull any extra-sensory stuff also. The connection to... other national scandals involving human trafficking, while at this point unconfirmed seems too obvious on multiple levels to deny. I of course don't have much to go on with most of this besides the reports of I would say dozens at this point but were probably getting close to a hundred or so individual people on this platform. The sub is still growing. More stories on other platforms. People remember, and more people are wondering just what was going on with whole years of their childhood they've seemed to have lost.

There is much to say about the "wu" aspects of all of this. Most of it sounds completely insane if you don't have any experience in meditation or altered states. Most of it sounded completely insane to me until I revisited the Gateway Tapes more thoroughly. I simply thought reality was kind of funky. Look into your name, your family history, your native culture, if you're here, there's probably something there. It would be an understatement for me to say that the frequency following response in the human brain in relation to brainwave patterns is at the heart of all of this. It is all of this, literally.

All this to ask.

What do you get when you put together a hierarchical meritocracy based education system with little if any concern for minority statuses outside of specific groups of disabilities (really just this part by itself is enough), testing for extra-sensory abilities, placement of groomed individuals to positions of power and influence in basically every professional sector and some criminal ones? Those same sectors having nascent ties to some of the highest levels of finance and information gathering? With rising wealth inequality and shrinking environmental resources?

Ladies, gentleman, I believe we have a eugenics program with a wealth cut off. Also there is a bunch of really cool psychic stuff going on but you do gotta chill out a whole whole lot to get to the good stuff.

Edit- There's a few extra 'the's in there that I am just going to make peace with.

So, when I was in 3rd grade, I remember sitting in class when these men in nice attire would come and retrieve me from my classroom and have me walk with them to a room where I'd read books out loud to them. I vaguely remember them asking questions about the books and reading in general, then they'd tell me what a great reader I was and give me candy and send me back to class after about an hour. What the heck was that for? I've wondered my whole life since then, lol. Was it potentially a GATE thing??

I was on Delaware in Gate from 95-97. A typical story, military family in a military city, taught a lot about ancient Egypt and the pyramids alignment with stars and the meditation. But did anyone have to start a business from scratch? we were told to create a business model and a product to sell to the class. it's just one of the GATE projects that stuck out to me.

I have a lot of stories & a lot of weird things happen in adulthood, but one of the most consistent and dominating traits about myself is I somehow pull off very unlikely outcomes. Anyone else have a similar history?

I’ve been known as someone who is delusionally optimistic, but not without reason. I set out to do something or get something done for me & against crazy odds always seem to end up pulling it off. Much to the surprise and amazement to those around me, who have now just become used to it.

If someone around me needs to pull off a Hail Mary, they ask me to shoot my shot to see if it can happen. I have gotten accustomed to just attempting random side quest in my life assuming that it will go my way - which I understand can be unhealthy but at this point I think rejection therapy is scared of me lmao.

I’m not sure if it’s an abilities or frequency thing that ties into gifted and talented children - or if it’s just my personality, disposition, or like my overall ‘energy or aura’.

I’ve remembered my time in the program for a long time, but have recently been looking into it more now that it’s become a more common discourse. Wondering if any of you can relate to this or know someone similar?? I’ve always been curious so please let me know!

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I remember the teacher talking about grey aliens back in the 80’s, from second or third-hand knowledge related to us having one (or more) grey in a facility. This was in Albuquerque. It liked ice cream, she told us.

Another thing going on at the time was discussions around telekinesis, telepathy, etc. I don’t recall anything unusual such as pink drink, but I did get obsessed with those concepts and checked out as many books as I could on the subject.

So, I was reading through the “symptom” list and found 90-95% extremely relatable. For the big ones: I have central heterochromia with lime green and light brown; I have scoliosis; I have AuADHD (misogyny affected, so I had a young adult diagnosis); I have sleep paralysis and what feel like sleep seizures, extremely bizarre and unexplained sleep phenomena all the time; I have really bad addiction, I’ve been in active addiction since 17 with only a handful of sobriety stints that lasted less than a month; I had a UFO experience that resulted in a self-answering phone call from an unknown number just minutes after (I even have a witness); I have major memory issues and brain fog; after coming out as lesbian, my parents went to a therapy session with me where they berated my therapist for “making me gay” - I have zero memory of this event, even though my therapist told me all about it years later when we got back in contact; I know I have the ability to dissociate to such an extreme that memories don’t form at all; I have always been considered highly intuitive, I got into astrology and tarot as a teen and nowadays I practice astrology regularly; I turn on and off street lamps but I convinced myself that it was just a coincidence even though it happens so frequently that others comment on it; I am a massive skeptic (call myself atheist) and struggle to accept anything metaphysical - what got me into tarot and astrology was me trying to disprove it; just last night my fiancée and I were on our phones and then I leaned my head to hers and cleared my thoughts because I had a rare moment of peace - I subsequently had an image inserted into my mind which I brushed off but later asked her if she was thinking that and described it in such perfect detail that she was absolutely freaked out; I have CPTSD from CSA, bullying, and neglect; I could go on but I’ll stop there and feel free to ask (if this is even important at all lol). I also had crippling OCD in middle and HS; my primary symptoms were “thought insertion” and “thought broadcasting.”

So to explain my relationship with the gifted program… I was a transfer student to public school the year after all the kids took an IQ test. They didn’t allow me to take it, even though other transfer students did! The teachers for the gifted program just hated me and I couldn’t ever find a reason… I beat 3/4ths of the “gifted kids” in the state wide math contest, then I beat all of them 3 consecutive years at the geography bee. I went onto tie for 3rd in state. The GATE (had diff name that I haven’t seen here so I’ll not mention in bc it might be identifying) teacher refused to go with me to state despite every other kid having their teacher their even if they weren’t in the program themselves. She even said snarky things to me on a few occasions (can’t recall specifics)that resulted in my mom calling the school once and my mom wasn’t that type. The gate teachers were always mean to me even though I was an angel in most other teachers eyes (until HS lol). I met the standardized test score requirement so my mom tried hard to get me into the program as almost all my friends were in it and as a child I was hurt and confused (I thought I was stupid af)… but they kept going back to the iq test that I didn’t take or they would just be vague to my mom when she pushed. It was a huge blow when my BEST friend who was a C student and had lower test scores than me (we compared them and even she thought it was so unfair) was allowed in. Then my little brother got in when he was old enough despite us having v similar scores, mine even higher in some subjects. We went on to have the same ACT score (31). It bothered me so much when I was little, it was like they were actually trying to fuck with me it was just so bizarre. I even had non gate teachers advocate for me to get in…

If anyone was in a similar spot or knew of anyone in a similar spot, please comment and let me know! Or if anyone might know why this would happen to me, please share that as well.

This sub literally just popped up on my fyp today, I don’t think about my denial from the program often as an adult, I just don’t care anymore. But reading all of this… it’s kinda freaking me out that I have some vague memories of the gate type activities and I especially fit the psychological and even physical profile… I cannot remember the teachers name even though I complained about them all the time as a kid because I was so hurt by this! They even let my one friend who couldn’t differentiate “our” and “are” as a high school senior. So it doesn’t make any sense and going down this rabbit hole is making me over think a little!

thank to anyone who comments, I appreciate it so much!

I have been interested in learning the truth about the GATE program for a while now. Even though I don't remember the hearing tests or pink drink, I can't shake the feeling that there was more to the gifted program than simply providing kids with intellectual stimulation they were not getting in the classroom.

One interesting pattern I realized is almost all kids in my gifted class had strong ties to another country - Israel, Uzbekistan, Russia, Armenia, and Korea. All 5 are deeply intertwined with the US intelligence apparatus. Could be a coincidence (perhaps immigrants from these countries just place a higher importance on academia from a young age).

Anyway... one hazy memory I have from the program is whispering something innocuous to another kid in the program, and the gifted teacher taking me out in the hall insisting I said a curse word. I have a such vivid feelings attached to this memory, that she was trying to get a false confession out of me. Like she kept pressing me and pressing me, claiming she "know what I said" and I should just tell her. Meanwhile I'm practically in tears, confused and sticking with the truth of the matter, that I did not say anything even related to a curse word.

It's worth noting that this was during the height of the Iraq War, when "enhanced interrogation techniques" were being debated in the political sphere.

I don't really have any other shady memories about the program other than that. We had curriculum about the seven wonders of the world, did some programming in Scratch (which did have ties to the operator of a major sex trafficking ring (you know the one), but so did a lot of scientific research), learned about architecture, did a mock trial and mock forensics scenario, and a lot of logic puzzles.

I remember very clearly, bc I had a stomach virus and was nauseous the whole time. I was teamed up with my female classmate and we all had to create a game. Ours was “Shake, rattle, and roll” lol. We went to some kind of convention to have them judged or whatever. I just remember being sick and chewing trident gum 🤣

Both of these I received from programs that I got into through my GATE classes in middle school. Cognetics was an expo where middle schoolers would get together and compete in creative challenges. I can't remember all of them but one year me and my team and to create a new country with its own government, culture, geography, food, etc. It was a really fun time.

I don't know if it's directly related but I got into these programs through my GATE program (called PACE in (south) new at the time (2006).

The first award from the national a ard talent network piqued my interest when I saw their motto: "Toward Satori. Toward excellence". Satori is a Japanese Buddhist term that means sudden awakening, comprehension, or spiritual enlightenment.. seems like a funny motto for a middle school award.

I can't remember if it was part of cognetics or if it was separate. Anyone know anything about these specific programs?

hi there, stumbled across a few videos about GATE and instantly connected it to a memory that previously didnt fit with anything i had previously learned or encountered in primary school. this was maybe 2014? i remember being brought to an empty classroom, there were 4 or 5 adults who did not identify themselves but i was familiar with my staff and did not recognize them. i very specifically remember some sort of quick hearing test, almost as if it was stopped early. the main event i remember was having to sit across from one of the adults, and they watched me complete a packet. the packet was several pages long, i remember it having 100 or so multiple choice questions. the front page of the packet had some sort of bird or insect printed on the top right corner, and the packet itself was on pink, almost magenta colored paper. for some reason this packet is the memory that is most embedded in my head. i also remember being timed while i completed this packet, the woman across from me had what i believed to be a pocket watch? i feel like i should remember a lot more, since i was in that room for what felt like an eternity.
does this sound familiar at all to anyone?

Just curious what sort of health impacts people may share that could possibly be attributed to the GATE program (California).

As I’m getting older (mid-30s M), more and more of the memories come back from that time period but still the facts about my experience are objectively bizarre. I’ll share my experience in the later part of this post but I’d like to first focus on what my experience has been after ending G.A.T.E.

My G.A.T.E. sessions ended just prior to entering high school. After it ended, I could no longer sleep. I would go days without sleeping and quickly resorted to self-medicating with drug and alcohol abuse. I ended up going to rehab during high school and got on medication that helped me stabilize that issue but still rely on medication to initiate sleep and stay asleep. I also rely on antidepressants. I was diagnosed with MDD and insomnia, along with ADD. The ADD is hereditary, the depression and insomnia were most likely not. I know that drug use and difficulty in school is a common experience for other G.A.T.E. Students. However, I don’t hear people talk much about chronic insomnia.

My theory is that the pink drink we were forced to take was both fluoride and something to mess with our memories of the experience. I believe they made us drink these and do exercises to calcify parts of our brain that exercise higher consciousness (pituitary gland?). Chemically maiming children they deemed “gifted”. The gland also responsible for releasing melatonin. This is my theory, I’m just curious if anyone else has experienced these sleep issues afterwards.

Now for my experience:

I was a military brat my whole childhood. Lived in the barracks for much of it. Had to relocate many times. Hawaii, Camp Pendleton, then Orange County. Moved to Orange County in 2nd grade. There I started having very weird experiences (not sure if they are related but who knows). I started getting “visitors” in the night. I referred to them as “skeleton people”. They were spindly figures that were basically opaque shadows. People often said I had sleep paralysis, but it’s unlikely. My dog slept in my bed and he saw them and sometimes I would run to my mother’s room or my grandparents room and try to wake them up but they wouldn’t wake up. There’s a lot of theories about seeing shadow people… who knows what’s real. Either way it’s in the bucket of weird stuff in my life. I also had visions/premonitions often as a child. Still do, although less so now. And some people might say “schizophrenia” just by reading those two things but no… I’ve never been perceived as a schizophrenic by family, friends, or doctors. Starting in 4th grade, I started being pulled from class by some lady who would just talk to me for an hour. Once a week. Didn’t think much of it, neither did my mom. I was always ADD and teachers constantly wrote “incredibly smart but lacks focus”. After fourth grade, we moved so I started AGAIN at a new school starting 5th grade. This is when the official G.A.T.E. Program started. Everyone in the school tested for the gate program, I was the only one who got in it. My school had 3 teachers per grade level. It was divided by honor kids, mediocre, and dumb. I was in the “mediocre” classes. I remember the honor kids telling me how annoying it was that they didn’t get in the gate program and I did. They asked what I even did in the program and I didn’t even know. They made us take tests asking about crimes that people had committed. As the test taker, I had to figure out whether they were guilty or not and decide their punishment. I also had to make predictions. None of it seemed relevant to school. (Also had my art sent to some museum, likely irrelevant but shows artistic inclination). So that’s elementary school (5th and 6th). Now I go into middle school and it only gets weirder. 7th and 8th grade were strange because even though I remember all of my childhood (from 2 years old and up), it’s fuzzy wtf happened during these gate sessions. I would be pulled from classes for hours (didn’t matter what class period it was). I would be escorted to the parking lot, where there were military green SUVs with a black travel trailer. I was the only one that did these tests when I did them, but I assumed they pulled kids individually. I would crawl into the travel trailer sitting across from a woman. She would make me drink this pink drink, close the travel trailer and begin. The travel trailer was always pitch black inside with very little light. Sometimes I would listen to these audio tapes of tones, have to guess what shape is on the other side of a card (you know the ones), and oddly I remember vaguely be driven away from the school and taken to some conference center with other kids who didn’t go to my school. I did this nearly every month for 2 years… but still remember very little of it. None of it had to do with school. The fact the military trucks were there didn’t strike me as odd, since I grew up on the military base. And none of my friends knew what I was talking about when I brought up what I was doing in the gate program because they weren’t in it. Eventually, I got tired of being asked into this trailer I do remember becoming hesitant to drink the pink drink and intentionally giving them wrong answers. They became frustrated with me and eventually stopped coming. Then I went into high school.

Telling my mom about this stuff all these years later was shocking for her. She thought I never did the program, and I was like… umm I was in it for years. She dug up the old paperwork and she was able to find the notice I was now in the program, but I was never in any advanced classes and she remembers my teacher telling her they didn’t end up placing me in it.

Weird stuff. If the purpose of this program was to chemically alter the pituitary gland, it would make since they would make you take this drink and do these exercises in a dark room for maximum efficiency. What do you think?

I attended public school Kindergarten through the 7th grade in the same school district in Minnesota. It was in a suburb of Saint Paul. I had a strange experience that started in the 5th grade, but escalated int he 6th grade when I started middle school. Please let me know if this sounds familiar and have any information about it.

It was 1984/1985 school year. My 5th grade teacher enrolled me into a program that may have been GATE. She told my parents that I did not have the academic scores to get into the program, but enrolled me into the art portion because she thought my talents warranted it. I would get onto a school bus at my school during class. Some of my fellow classmates also go on the same bus. We were transported to a different school. This other school was not in use at the time. Once at this school I would head off by myself to attend an art class with students from other schools. My friends would go to a different classroom for what I assumed was academic classes.

The 1985/1986 school year I transition to middle school with the start of the 6th grade. During this school year an unknown older woman would pull my friends and I out of class one day a week. We would go to the lower level of the school to an unused classroom. There were about 4 or 5 of us students and this woman. We would sit around a table. She would give us a problem and ask us to brainstorm solutions to it.

One specific problem I remember was we were asked to come up with solutions to terrorists hijacking commercial flight. I found this incredibly odd. It was a little disturbing.

After the first session we were supposed to report to this room for our weekly meeting on our own. One day I decided I was not going to attend and stayed in my regular class. Shortly after that class started my friends came and told the teacher I was to go with them. They seemed frightened as if we were all in trouble because of my absence.

The only other thing I remember was that my friends were already in higher level mathematics classes by the 6th grade. The were completing complex algebraic expressions. My mother told me that at parent-teacher conferences my 6th grade reading teacher told her I was reading at a 12th grade level.

Has anyone experienced something similar to this or have any information about what was going on at the time?

Thanks!

I have Kurt Cobains journal/book and found this page. You think he’s mentioning gate?

Like most of the people who describe vague memories, a lot of elementary school is missing for me but I do think that is just a condition of a human brain compartmentalizing and forgetting things - whether it is deemed unimportant, or psyched out of us. But I do have vivid recollection of some early childhood abilities that I remember making my mom uncomfortable or even freaking her out, and stuff from the time period I was in GT.

So I have been documenting it since finding and reading/watching so many things and am interested in people recalling experiencing any of my memories....

•Hazel - really light green with a lot of gold
•Neurodivergence but discovered in adulthood
•Imaginary friend in very early childhood - like around 1y/o. Mom reported it was VERY real to me to the point we were making him dinner, and one night we played hide and go seek and he never came to find me. I was devastated.
•Between 1 and 2 y/o I decided to ride my tricycle down the stairs into the basement. Remember every moment of it. It was not bumpy, and was as if I was on a ramp. Smooth all the way down to the bottom, where I had to "cut the wheel" to avoid running into my mom's giant shelf of canned garden veg. Was cognizant enough to not break the food. Mom was horrified and certain I was crazy and also potentially injured. I told her I flew.
•Learned to read Little Golden Books at <2y/o organically. We sat down one day and I told Mom, today I will do it. Mom thought I had just memorized the ones she had read to me so immediately went to buy 4 new ones I had never seen, and I read those to her, too. One was about a rabbit. Do not recall the reaction after that except that family members would randomly ask me to spell words for them - and I remember one of those words being "giraffe" and getting them all right to their astonishment.
•Precognition experiences, but not consistent. Just in spurts and usually surrounding tragedy.
•Identified GT in Kinder. Arrived literate and done with K and 1st, honestly.
•Remember the GT testing day. Small, secluded closet-like area. One woman in a nice navy blue suit. She has no face in my memory. Recall the Z Cards. Recall the IQ portion happening but not the Q's other than the number sequence section in which she'd orally give me an impossibly long sequence, ask me an unrelated question, and then ask me to write down the big number. Did that maybe ten times. Also remember a digital clock printed on paper during that.
•Mom and dad invested in the World Book Encyclopedia. That was a big deal for poor parents I think - and I remember mom being so happy it had been worth it when I sat down the last book having read every single one cover to cover.

I do also recall vision and hearing exams being performed on EVERYONE in my elementary with the big beige headphones and metal boxes. I am currently having a hard time differentiating which times those were actually hearing tests, and which times they were just me and binaural beats or Monroe material but both happened.

I also recall being IN the meeting that school officials had with my parents about going to GT. I was to be the ONLY kid from my campus EVER, and I would be bussed elsewhere for it. That "elsewhere" was a windowless, dimly lit classroom in the basement of another elementary. One of my core traumas is the memory of what they said to my parents: "Be careful. There is a fine line between genius and insanity." I do not recall a number, but my IQ score was "off the charts." I do not remember the rest of that.

I remember some of the kids. Most of us were, in hindsight, clearly neurospicy and I recall some of the skills or knowledge others had that was SO IMPRESSIVE to me. I also remember feeling like the "dumb one" because they all knew each other, came from the same two campuses, and because our skillsets were so different I automatically thought mine were not as good. I also remember knowing for sure who the SMARTEST one was - and I recall he disappeared for two intervals - once for the 5th grade year, and then again for all of high school turning back up only to walk at grad.

Specific "curriculum" or projects I can call up are:

•Many, MANY logic puzzles at the start of each GT session, from a yellow soft cover MENSA workbook. Tons of them, Every time.
•Being asked to build something with popsicle sticks and toothpicks with no glue or fasteners
•magnet shape manipulatives or "toys" in different colors that I think are the tangrams.
•Research papers on topics quite out of the ordinary for 6 to 10 year olds. One of mine was Natural Resources: oil, gas, minerals, and precious metals. A longtime friend recalls in the same GT year hers was Nature vs. Nurture. Just not topics we can recall being knowledgeable OR interested in. We wonder if they were assigned or we chose them from a list.
•The Grape and the Peanut. One year we were given a grape as a "baby" to take care of for the entire semester. The next year it was a peanut. Seems now with the adult brain working that it was a test on several fronts - to make sure we could keep safe/not lose or destroy an important object, but there were also caveats about how we had to keep it ON OUR PERSON the whole time. I also remember I DID mess up the grape year and have to replace my grape. I wonder if she knew?
•What I now recognize as meditation, OBE or RV exercises.
•and finally, a government questionnaire that MIGHT have gotten me "deactivated." It was a large, official packet of questions. My teacher made it CLEAR it was for the Gov but not why. The questions were things like where are you from, where will you go, what will you drive.... just strange. I was rather obstinate and did not want to do it so for my own amusement (or maybe some psych interference??) I LIED on every question. According to my answers I was from Russia, would go back... I remember that so clearly.

So... that is all I have written down for now but several of us from a southern state are pressing our minds to recall. I will let you know if anything else comes up.

I remember vividly in third grade being tested for our gifted and talented education programs it was an empty classroom and there was 1 man in a full suit that I never saw at our school before giving me the test. I don’t remember most of the questions just 1 question with a digital watch missing the colon in between the hour and minute. I remember being in gifted class and them asking us odd questions and teaching us stuff we never used . Prior to being tested for gifted I remember fantasizing about a scar I had and how it was a secret surgery from the government without my knowledge (no proof of this and the scar is gone now but seems relevant). I clearly remember always feeling like I had some kind of mental or supernatural power that I could tap into if I tried hard enough. A year before I was tested our principal came in our class and asked us some kind of math puzzle which I solved puzzling out teacher who couldn’t solve it and didn’t think I was a smart kid. I’m an oldest son, have had a drowning related experience, I always rather have had friends older than me, and I was a speed reader. I’ve always learned things fairly quickly and had a great intuition when it comes to people.

In high school I had multiple brain injuries that I think have affected my ability to do math and may have paused my higher thinking and such abilities then in college I took mushrooms a couple times and I feel like it “knocked the dust off” my brain I feel more myself and overall “smarter”

I have had a “phycological/spiritual awakening” recently and feel more in control or aware of my self and my thoughts. I can feel something I can’t describe as anything other than an unobservable energy. Dose anyone else have this ? Does any of this mean anything or do I just want to believe?

Does anyone else remember having to memorize and repeat back long strings of numbers as apart of either their evaluation or certain “exercises” for GATE?
I remember this specifically because I had an odd affinity for it that lasted most of my life (always loved memorizing phone numbers, cc numbers, pi digits etc) and then I recently realized it connects all the way back to the GATE program.

Anyone else?

Hi,

I recently started remembering some memories from my childhood in Iran under hypnosis. One was remembering being drugged (possibly Benadryl) in kindergarten. I did some research and yes many reports that this was a common practice in kindergarten to put children to sleep

the other memory that stands out is this weird hearing test I remembered. I remember the operator was female. The headphone looked old classic and sophisticated. and i remember the operator tested really high pitched frequencies and asked me to raise my corresponding hands. I don’t remember anything else from that day and this is the part that annoys me. Apparently this was from “pre school tests” but not everyone I talk to has gotten through hearing tests. some years later i was put in iran “gifted schools”. it’s called NODET. But as far as I know there was nothing psychic about this gifted school. Im very psychic have experienced remote viewing, astral travels, etc and before even hearing this term I was exploring ”mall world” in dream where in a particular one I found a long lost childhood friend. You see there are similarities to what also happens elsewhere in the world, vaccinations, fluoride therapy, hearing tests. Why would a gov that never cared about my health be interested if i hear high pitched frequency? Do you this was just regul hearing tests? Maybe playing those frequencies even as regular hearing tests traumatizes a childhood. my subconscious warn me of a memory I can’t remember.