Exploring Timeline Shifts
This entry will reveal some important factors in timeline shifts. This was my personal experience with key aspects of The Mandela Effect and how I came to believe my experience was direct evidence of a shift in timelines. In the next few entries, I’m going to discuss instances of these personal shifts in timelines. I want you, the Reader, to be encouraged to discuss any personal versions regarding this phenomena; as I am eager to read them, in any context, at any time.
Musical Memory
I’ve found that my childhood memories, especially when it comes to music, are still very strong and accurate.
I’ve found that my childhood memories, especially when it comes to music, are still very strong and accurate.
I’ve also discovered that as I get older, it’s easier to forget things. This is mostly because there is so much information coming in now that it’s just impossible to retain it all.
Every day has many new things that I should remember; however, I can’t because something else comes in right away that must be remembered, too. I don’t get time to consolidate it all.
Timestamp
Music is how I timestamp my memories. Songs will bring back feelings, emotions of the time, and often nostalgic tears to my eyes.
When an anomaly occurs, I immediately sit up and take notice.
My childhood memory of music is extraordinarily accurate. Eidetic, so to speak. Even if I only heard a song once, that was all I needed to remember it. I can also recall the year I heard it. Even looking up songs on YouTube today, I can find things I heard only once over 40 years ago; and think: Wow, it’s exactly as I remember.
Wuthering Heights
Back in the early to mid-70s, before going to sleep as a young adolescent, I would listen to the radio. The songs I heard back then remain in my memory to this day. Including the obscure ones that no one seems to remember, nowadays.
In 1974, one song I recall, though for no particular reason, was, “Wuthering Heights.” by artist, Kate Bush. Like most songs out at that time; it was just there. No real attraction. I didn’t hate it but wouldn’t have gone out of my way to obtain it. Not that I could afford to buy any vinyl back in those days, anyway.
In 1978, Kate Bush released her debut single “Wuthering Heights,” and I thought to myself I prefer the original version. I said as much to anyone who would listen.
The version I knew was sung by a female artist who used a slightly lower key. I now have come to the realization it was still Kate Bush singing, but singing the song transposed a key lower. The “new” version sounded catchier, and better.
Original Version
Over the years, I always had, in the back of my mind, the thought that one day I was going to look the original version up and get hold of it.
Sometimes, it takes a few decades for me to get around to doing something (seriously!) and one day in the noughties, I finally decided to do it.
I discovered that Kate Bush had written “Wuthering Heights,” and released it in 1978. This meant, of course, she was the original Artist.
That also meant that there was no version released in 1974.
I’ve checked this fact a number of times, wondering if I had gotten my information wrong somehow, but it is correct. There was definitely no version of that song before 1978.
To hear a song that does not exist, several years before it was released, raises some interesting questions. The biggest one being: How?
First Timeline Shift.
From what I know now, I died in 1977. I was hit by a car while crossing the road and it threw me fifteen meters back to the side of the road. I remember tossing and turning and when I landed, I felt peaceful, but odd.
My thought at that moment was: “This is what it feels like to die.”
However, I don’t recall losing consciousness. I immediately tried to sit up, only to feel a weird tingling in my leg. It had been broken in two places.
As fate had it, a doctor happened to be in the car behind the one that hit me, and he was right on the spot to help me. I remember looking into his glasses and heard him telling people, “I’m a doctor.”
I Should Have Died.
Realistically, I should have been killed or seriously maimed. But, I made a full recovery.
Just before I got hit, I had the weirdest sensation of vertigo, like I was shifting. It was like I was in some bizarre dream. No one ever believed me, so I stopped telling people after a while.
I am sure this was a shift to a new timeline. It would explain why I remembered a different “original” version of “Wuthering Heights”.
One can be forgiven for thinking maybe I was mistaken about the song or that I have a false memory about it. Though, as I said, my memory of music is eidetically clear from my childhood.
Even if I was to agree with a faulty memory, there were other incidences that occurred that I could not so easily explain away.
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Me and E saw a car disappear in front of us with no street to turn down before, and awhile later he told me he saw it happen again. Another thing, although this one I felt certain was a skinwalker but it could have been either or. We were walking down the street with another friend or two when we saw a homeless guy who was very distinct, as in we couldn’t confuse him for another person. His clothing, bag, shopping cart, everything. He walked east past us walking west and further down the block the same man was sitting at the bus stop. I’ve died a number of times from many things too and a number of times have people told me things that happen or things that i did that i just know didnt happen. Never like bad things really, just things that I know wouldn’t happen from how well I know my self and my memory. Next example is when I was younger (my memory was sharper too) my sister told me that I always say the word bro but knowing myself it made me.feel like an ass at the time and always made me cringe all over. Even though I say it now.
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