I think I've experienced some things that might qualify for the label. I don't know. I remember one time just zoning out on my front porch.. It was like I slipped into some state where I was just taking everything around me in: sounds, sights, pleasant thoughts.. then my mind swelled for a second, like I was hearing nothing but one huge, pounding, oscillating force.. and all of the sudden, I felt something slightly sharp on my hand.. which actually ruined the zoned-out-ness and jolted me out. But it was a wild sparrow, and she just stood there on my hand, which wouldn't be common for these birds or my neighborhood. Then it really registered to me what was going on and I freaked and shook her off.
It happened another time, but this time, in front of people.. where a few friends were just talking outside, and I just sort of "left" the conversation for a second, experienced the same noise.. and suddenly, a sparrow swooped from the tree above us and landed on me again. It made a noise this time. The people there looked at me like "Huh?" I wonder if St. Francis was permanently in this state or something. It's said that animals followed him around and birds would land on him all of the time.
Another time it happened, it had nothing to do with animals. My friend was driving me home, and I closed my eyes to relax, and slipped again.. and I heard something he was saying about another friend, but it was in my head somehow. Then my eyes opened, and I looked at him, and he was just calmly driving. Moments later though he said a variation of what I heard already, and my eyes bulged. I freaked, but tried not to show it. It was like I was catching him preparing his thoughts for a moment. I know I wasn't hearing him say something twice outloud.. the first had a completely different audible quality to it.
Oh well.. Probably sounds stupid or crazy. There's more than that too, but I don't actually feel secure talking about it. There was a time when I started mentioning different things (which I won't get into), and my parents had me hospitalized for a while. I was diagnosed schizo-affective (and doctors have since changed that and just diagnose me depressive now. To be honest though, it's only because I was smart enough to play off any experiences to do with perception. Secondly, I've gone out of my way to try to be more grounded or what have you.. and these stranger experiences don't manifest like they once did. I think I've been scared into telling myself to work on being "normal".. I feel like a failed "indigo child", if anything. By that I mean, I understand skeptics, and they've gotten to me somewhat.)