Gangstalking/Timeshifts/Interdimensional Bleeding/Trains?

What if the phenomenon that can typically cause people to believe that they are being gangstalked is a paranormal phenomenon that is hyper-dimensional in nature?

So posting on this forum in a gangstalking manner as witnessed last night is paranormal activity?

That third entity can be a real dick sometimes.

It can be tricky and mischievous or it can be nice and rewarding. I like to believe that its behavior has something to do with karma, but it's probably better to see it as a principle that inevitably attacks our weaknesses so long as they still exist within our personalities. It makes us inescapable from ourselves, until mastery is either achieved or we drown entirely and lose contact with ourselves.

It's a 'trial by fire' incidence.

I tend to give people the benefit of the doubt but you never really know. There was once a man in a nice dress-suit whom was in front of me in a parking lot on my way to work. I glanced away for a moment and the man was gone. I thought he might have gone behind a car or a tree or something and I kept waiting for him to emerge from behind something, but he never did. I paced in kind of a circle to see where he'd been from many angles but there was no way around it. The person I'd seen had simply vanished. I don't know if that was just my mind playing tricks on me or something else. I preserve my sanity by not guessing.

I gave up on the idea that we can truly grasp all of what is real, long ago. I accept there are things out there that are happening and true and defy the ordinary man's ability to explain with common logic and reason alone. Things that, if somebody of sufficiently closed mind saw, would likely drive that person permanently insane. It is partly the flexibility to accept the impossible that allows us to continue in spite of our inability to understand. It's a fine line, really, between paranoia and genius. The easiest way to handle it is not to get paranoid. Assume people have good intentions. You will be right more often then you will be wrong.
And ultimately, nothing can really hurt you but yourself.

I'm really not the greatest person to listen to, so take what I say with a grain of salt as it is all rampant speculation.
However, there was a period of time where I believed in something I called "matrix architects".
I believe they look like ordinary people and often times they resemble construction crew or workers with nails and hardhats or physical tools of some kind.
But they weren't ordinary people, they worked on things 'between realms' and they only looked like everybody else to blend in as they went from job to job.
I think that most people don't see them at all, and that if things go according to plan they occupy a space that people ordinarily just can't possibly notice.
But some people, people that aren't fully in our world or the next world, can see the matrix architects.
And they don't know entirely what to make of them. We don't fully register them the same way as other humans, but we can't dismiss them as something other than human either.

But I think what they might be is, the hands of the "machine", working to carry out tasks of the hive somehow. I don't think they are part of our reality, but they come into it for awhile when something needs to get clipped or moved, and people's thoughts memories and whatnot are altered accordingly to keep it all consistent.

It's just an idle fantasy I've found myself pondering, my mind's gone back to it on a few occasions where I saw 'odd things' and noticed the theme of construction which seemed to run through all of it.

Yes, it tends to come and go in waves.

I'm out on a country road after frantically trying to get out of the city. I'm going about 7 mph over the speed limit, using a brunton compass to navagate my way northwest till I get to my destination. Behind me stretches a line of cars that appears unreasonable for a country road like this. One car after another after another. There must be fifty cars right behind me all with their headlights on.