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A real Blast fromt the Past - FCD - 06-14-2025
I'm not sure where to park this one because I don't even know how to describe the experience other than very...weird.
I woke up tonight/this morning (I don't sleep well sometimes these days) and I was thinking about a childhood very good friend of mine, not just casually either. It was a very focused and detailed thought. His name was John, and we were best friends from age 7 or so until about 12. My family moved away about that time and eventually John and I lost contact.
The thought I woke up with this morning is as follows....
About 3 years ago I learned that John had moved (coincidentally) to Colorado. Of all the places I've lived around the globe I never expected John would wind up in the same state as me. I had no choice but to reach out to him if nothing else to say hello. I found an email address for him and, not knowing if it would work or not, I wrote out a quick email to say "Hi". About 3 weeks later, to my surprise, I received a reply, but the reply wasn't from John, it was from his wife.
His wife profusely thanked me for reaching out to him, but unfortunately John had passed away several months before. His wife was over the top with thanks for trying to contact him (which I found odd) and stated what a terrible shame it was that we never got to meet up. She went on to say that John had talked about me for their entire married life and had searched for me many times with no success.
His wife and I exchanged a couple of emails, first mine offering my sincerest condolences and asking about John. I also provided a little background on myself and what I'd been doing all these years. She replied with a lengthy email about John, his personality, his hobbies and what a great guy he was. I had not really intended anything more than my second condolence email, figuring that would be the end of it. However, upon reading her lengthy reply now I had some questions. She had also posed some questions to me which I answered in my follow up. She sounded like a very nice and loving wife.
John had always been a big Star Trek nut, so big that I figured he was the type who wound up going to conventions as an adult, so I inquired about this. Her response was that my question confirmed my identity as the person John always talked about, and she went on to say that while he was a lifelong fan of Star Trek he never went overboard with it. In his later years his interest in Star Trek waned and he took up model trains as a hobby (apparently in a big way). There were a couple other questions, but you get the idea. I wasn't trying to start any sort of a long term dialog with this woman, just a few simple questions. She replied (once I think), I thanked her and that was the end of it.
Fast forward to my waking up this morning. I remembered all of that as I laid there awake. Except for one problem...I can find no record of those conversations ever having taken place. None. I keep everything, and I mean every-thing, for decades, and I could find absolutely no record of these events ever taking place. Then I started wondering if it had all been just a dream of some kind. Maybe none of it was real.
I got up and decided to do some digging. Turns out John really did move to Colorado. And, it also turns out John really did die in 2019. And, if this wasn't enough, many of the sympathy messages from friends and family in his obituary repeatedly complimented him on his fantastic model train work. There's no way I could have known any of those details without his wife telling me. I knew I had never previously seen an obituary for John, so I never would have read the sympathy messages.
The overall thought/memory I woke up with was far more detailed than what I've written here, but again you get the idea.
Was it real? Or was it 'Memorex' (i.e. just some crazy coincidence?). Or...was it something completely different, like some metaphysical communication?
What do you think?
RE: A real Blast fromt the Past - OmegaLogos - 06-15-2025
Explanation: 'We' have changed timelines ok!
Personal Disclosure: Mandela Effect proves this ...
55 Mandela Effect Examples That'll Make You Question Everything
Once is happenstance, twice is coincidence and thrice is you are under attack!
They, TPTB, broke the timelines! ...
Philadelphia Experiment
And now the simulation is all awry ...
Simulation hypothesis
Quote:The Mandela Effect, in the context of CERN, refers to a theory, not a confirmed phenomenon, that links CERN's experiments and the Large Hadron Collider (LHC) to the collective misremembering associated with the Mandela Effect. This theory suggests that CERN's research, particularly into the fundamental nature of reality, could be inadvertently causing shifts in parallel universes or altering collective memories, leading to the Mandela Effect.
“The Mandela Effect and the Large Hadron Collider: How Modern Physics Could Explain Collective Mis-memory”
I hope this information helps!
RE: A real Blast fromt the Past - FCD - 06-15-2025
Simply put, the "Mandela Effect" I have always understood to mean a forced..."You're remembering it wrong"..., but to what end in this case? The "machine" wants to make me think I'm crazy...for what purpose? And why now? I mean, I can see Dr. Evil placing his pinkie up to the edge of his mouth in his volcano lair and cackling..."This guy has gotten just a little too smart for his britches! He's gotten too close! So, we'll FIX that! ENGAGE THE MANDELA BEAM! Mwahh hahaha ha haaaaa!!!"
I've always had mixed feelings about the Mandela Effect. This is primarily because actions rarely happen without some endgame. Seemingly random natural events like say an earthquake or a lightning strike take place in order to equalize a state of 'imbalance' (for wont of a better term). Consequently, in an abstract sense, there is a significant amount of energy built up in advance of one of these events. This energy must come from somewhere, and must have some reason. Inevitably, these events can be traced back to conditions, which go unchecked, allowing said energy to build up with no constructive outlet. The point here being, even the Mandela Effect is not a 'free lunch'. There is always a cost.
But enough waxing philosophique. Why lil' ol' me? Why some random Thursday night? Why John? To the best of my knowledge, John never hurt a soul. Ah, but then there's me...the Evil FCD...master of disaster and chaos, Grand Poobah of the Murphy's Law Victims Support Network. WAIT!....That's it! That's the ticket!
Thank you, Omega!! As always you have once again enlightened my journey through the perilous darkness, through the wilderness of despair and broken lawnmowers. Balance and harmony has been restored in the twisted universe of today. I am forever in your debt.
