An ongoing investigation into extraordinary human experiences.

Curiosity over certainty. Experiments over assumptions.

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Introduction

What is Echo Cove?

Have you ever had a dream that later came true?

Known who was calling before your phone rang?

Thought about someone just before they reached out?

Most of us have experienced moments that make us question what we know.

Rather than simply accepting or dismissing those experiences, I’ve decided to investigate them.

Echo Cove is where I document my experiments, explore the research, record the results, and follow the evidence wherever it leads.

I don’t claim to have the answers.

I’m simply curious enough to keep asking better questions.

Featured Experiments

Explore the Experiments

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CURRENT EXPERIMENT

Telepathy Trials

The current active experiment. Updated each time a new one begins.

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Telepathy

Testing mind-to-mind connection across distance.

Synchronicity

Recording coincidences and looking for signal.

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Remote Viewing

Describing hidden targets before seeing them.

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Intuition

Small tests of gut feeling and prior knowing.

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Dream Experiments

Logging dreams and tracking what they predict.

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Meditation

Exploring altered states and what they reveal.

Latest writing

Latest from the Cove

Dreams

The dream that arrived a week early

A short account of a recurring image, what it seemed to predict, and the more ordinary explanations I kept holding beside it.

Synchronicity

Counting the coincidences that stuck

Notes from a month of writing down every small coincidence — which ones felt like signal, and which quietly turned back into noise.

New notes appear here as they’re written. Nothing scheduled, nothing forced — just whatever the week surfaces.