(dare I mention shoes again???)
A long time ago, back in the 80’s I realized that there was a me experiencing every other alternative, every fork in the road that I had not chosen. I realized that time looked like a tree and when I gave a reading, I could only forecast the main branchings. I turned that inward, and re-thought about the things that could have gone better, or worse in my life. I realized that I pretty much stayed a middle course in my life. Nothing really brilliant, and nothing really disastrous. I chose it that way because of my underlying intent. My intent was to love those that I love and to do that I needed a relatively stable environment. I made it so by my choosings.
I do remember the events in my life, the turning points.
I remember this song, because I desperately wanted world peace.
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I remember the berlin wall coming down.
November 9, 1989
The Berlin Wall: The Fall of the Wall. On November 9, 1989, as the Cold War began to thaw across Eastern Europe, the spokesman for East Berlin’s Communist Party announced a change in his city’s relations with the West. Starting at midnight that day, he said, citizens of the GDR were free to cross the country’s borders. Berlin Wall – Cold War – HISTORY.com
These are still current with everybody – because it is on a rather large branch of the trunk of time.
I remember Mandela dying in prison because I cried over that.
See, I thought Nelson Mandela died in prison. I thought I remembered it clearly, complete with news clips of his funeral, the mourning in South Africa, some rioting in cities, and the heartfelt speech by his widow. If you believed that Nelson Mandela died in prison — long before his passing (in this timestream) on 5 December 2013 — or you have similar memories of a “different” past, you’re not alone. From <http://mandelaeffect.com/nelson-mandela-died-in-prison/>
I haven’t thought about this in a while , but last week I was going through some boxes @ my Dads home and found some of my old notebooks and it contains a copy of the current event that I turned in the week ending on March 11 , 1983 . My report was only detailed about his death in prison and that he had been sick for a while . It focused on how the country of South Africa was pulled together due to his passing . I did not write the Actual date of his death , but I assume it was earlier that week . We had to turn a current event summary in Every Friday about something that happened that week for my Economics class . I am scanning a copy to my Hard drive but do not see a way to post it here . I did not receive a grade on the paper , just a check at the top of the page to remark that I had done my work . Although I have this paper in hand , It is disturbing to me that what I remember is True . I am kinda Freaked over it. From <http://mandelaeffect.com/nelson-mandela-died-in-prison/>
And yet another alternate version of this published in of all things, a history book where Mandela dies after getting out of prison.
Today, I found this website [In5d] where the editor, Gregg Prescott, M.S., posted 3 weeks ago [August 9, 2016] some very important information about the Mandela Effect.
He said there is at least one passage in a South African history book confirming that Nelson Mandela did die about a year and a half after he was released from prison on February 11, 1990 [per current Wikipedia article].
What sounds like an awfully boring book is titled, Western Cape Branch of the South African Council for English Education, 1990 and was published on October 1st, 1991.
The quote from this book says that, “The chaos that erupted in the ranks of the ANC when Nelson Mandela died on the 23rd of July, 1991 bought the January 29th, 1991 Inkatha-ANC peace accord to nothing.” From <https://www.reddit.com/r/MandelaEffect/comments/4yyzeo/book_says_mandela_died_on_july_23_1991/>
My idea on this is that the before prison and after prison deaths of Mandela in 1990 were similar enough that they over lapped and merged. I would put posit that I noticed things happening very randomly in the 80’s and they were not ‘big’ enough to cause any stir except in each person where you go, “Huh I must of not remembered that correctly.” However, I have always had missing items in my life and I am not so sure that it was the items gone missing as much as maybe me moving sideways in time… (which way back to the one with my favorite shoes???) It wasn’t until the 90’s that things began to get weird enough for me to begin to question it and by the late 90’s I was sure that I was jumping sideways in time. I never really mentioned it to anybody because I was truly afraid of being considered crazy. (a story for another day)
These were where my branchings were a part of the larger tree of life, so to speak. At my age, and really even younger if you have felt that your life has not amounted to much you think back with the statement, “I wonder what would have happened if I…” What I finally came to was, somewhere in some time line I did take that path and it was wonderful/horrible. There are times that I will be going about my daily life, when I get a ‘whiff’ of a particularly good one, where life had been creatively juicy and things were just delicious. It makes me wonder if they are the least divergent from the one I am in – if I keep getting whiffs of them – an almost memory – a flash of vision in my head of a somewhere and its accompanying emotional tone because they are so close. It could be also, that that is one of my other time lines merging this current one. I really truly know I have tried every branching and every other decision out there after being able to sometimes bump into alternates. And, there are times I reach out to those alternates for the answers they have that I don’t. Sometimes that works, and sometimes it doesn’t.
The Mandela effect speaks to our multidimensionality quite eloquently. It shows us in literally infinite ways that all time and space is one and every choice possible has been taken and lived all at the same time, instantaneously. We, it seems, have the unique or aggravating (your choice) opportunity to stretch something or other to give us ‘time’ to perceive out of the total unity/eternal now and form an opinion.
The fact that we can now ‘remember’ multiple versions of our past should be a great indication that we are becoming more aware of this multidimensional quality we have, and that maybe we could, if we all got together on that larger trunk of the tree called time actually do what they say we need to do, choose a better overall direction for the main trunk.