Video: Convincing evidence of people who seem to be from parallel universes

JGeropoulas

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Who was the Man From Taured? Was he a traveler of the Multiverse? A visitor from another dimension? Or maybe something... else? Imagine you wake up one morning and notice everything around you is just a tiny bit different. Maybe you're in the same house, but furniture is slightly out of place. Your favorite coffee mug is there, but it has a crack you don't remember. You could have sworn your coffee maker was black, but this one is chrome. Just as you think you're going crazy, you feel a strange tingling sensation; and hear a buzzing in your ears. A flash of light; the buzzing stops, and you feel dizzy. As you regain your balance, you look around. Everything seems back to normal. The coffee maker is black, your mug is not cracked. What was that? A dream, your imagination? It seemed so real. Are you just overtired? Are you going crazy? Or maybe, you somehow slipped through the multiverse. For a brief moment, you switched lives with yourself in an alternate reality. There are documented cases of this happening to people all over the world. Usually, the differences between realities are small. But every once in a while, the changes are so different, that you're another person entirely. This happened to a man traveling through a Tokyo airport. When he presented his passport, the authorities were baffled. The passport was genuine, the only problem was, the country that issued it? It didn't exist.

 
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Is that why we have a double someplace? Many times (maybe 6-7 times till now) people think I am another person, say hello are how you? to see that I am not the person they think I am.

Daphne du Maurier wrote some stories about this subject about realities that collide, very interesting subject.
 
The following text is related I think, and at the end I will put a link for those who speak Spanish:

Despite less than a decade since the end of World War II, Japan was in full recovery and welcoming visitors from all over the planet. What the workers of the Japanese airport facilities did not imagine is that on that hot day in 1954 they were going to receive the visit of an inter-dimensional traveler... or a swindler with a lot of imagination and desire to troll.

A customs official received in hand the passport of a passenger apparently arriving from Europe. While the traveler waited in silence, he checked the document. Wow, the country did not ring a bell. "Taured." It must have been one of those tiny ones that almost looked like a joke, some dukedom or principality like Liechtenstein or San Marino. However, after consulting with his supervisor, he found that the supposed nation of Taured was nowhere to be found. The passport, however, seemed authentic and had entry stamps from other countries that the passenger had apparently visited without problem. Something impossible, given that the country he claimed to come from… did not exist.

Aren't you coming, by chance, from Andorra?

According to the Compendium Magazine blog, the traveler was questioned by the police of the Land of the Rising Sun in a discreet airport room. He assured that his homeland was in Europe, but that it was normal that his name did not ring a bell in Japan. He explained that he was very young and was between Spain and France, but that he had never had problems traveling to Japan. That it was the third time that he had traveled to the Asian nation that year, on business, and that he had never experienced problems before. He showed legal currency from different European countries that he carried in a large wallet and the law enforcement officers, after checking a geography book, asked him if he came from Andorra. The guy pointed to the small Pyrenean nation on the map, but he claimed he had never heard of “Andorra” in his life and that his “Taured” had existed for a thousand years. What the heck!

The guy, bearded and who spoke French, claimed to have an appointment with a local company and even a reservation at a hotel, so those in charge of undoing that mess called this company by phone. It existed, but they did not know the passenger he claimed to have business with them, nor the company he claimed to represent. With the hotel, ditto. That was already past dark brown, and the officials considered cutting to the chase by deporting the passenger. The problem was... Where were they deported to?

The traveler was visibly nervous and, fed up with being questioned, he showed them a driver's license issued in the nonexistent country of Taured, as well as an international driver's license that seemed to be in order. He also showed them, according to El Pensante, a bank checkbook that also did not exist anywhere beyond the pockets of that anguished man.

Seeing that the problem seemed unsolvable and that the story of that madman or swindler was becoming more and more convoluted, after eight hours of futile interrogation, the officials decided to put the strange visitor up in a hotel and return to the task the following day.

Two guards guarded the door of the room during the night, but when entering it in the morning, as in any good closure of urban legend, the man from Taured had vanished along with all his belongings. The only place he had been able to escape was a window fifteen stories above the ground, and that morning there was no human pizza on the asphalt.

 
Who was the Man From Taured? Was he a traveler of the Multiverse? A visitor from another dimension? Or maybe something... else? Imagine you wake up one morning and notice everything around you is just a tiny bit different. Maybe you're in the same house, but furniture is slightly out of place. Your favorite coffee mug is there, but it has a crack you don't remember. You could have sworn your coffee maker was black, but this one is chrome. Just as you think you're going crazy, you feel a strange tingling sensation; and hear a buzzing in your ears. A flash of light; the buzzing stops, and you feel dizzy. As you regain your balance, you look around. Everything seems back to normal. The coffee maker is black, your mug is not cracked. What was that? A dream, your imagination? It seemed so real. Are you just overtired? Are you going crazy? Or maybe, you somehow slipped through the multiverse. For a brief moment, you switched lives with yourself in an alternate reality. There are documented cases of this happening to people all over the world. Usually, the differences between realities are small. But every once in a while, the changes are so different, that you're another person entirely. This happened to a man traveling through a Tokyo airport. When he presented his passport, the authorities were baffled. The passport was genuine, the only problem was, the country that issued it? It didn't exist.

I want to share an experience that happened many years ago where I believe I slipped into an alternate reality. I had visited an arboretum in the country on a gorgeous fall day. Upon leaving the arboretum, I was aimlessly driving around the semi rural countryside with my girlfriend and had a taste for apples. I especially like the tart apples and like to pick them fresh from the trees. I casually made a turn on an interesting looking side street and noticed the pavement abruptly ending after a half a mile. The rest of the road was gravel. I thought that was kind of odd and the street looked odd. It didn't have the look and feel of the surrounding area. The homes were positioned way in the rear. As I continued to meander down the road, I noticed two enormous apple trees, side by side, drooping over with a heavenly bounty of apples right next to the road. Wow... I couldn't believe my luck. There were so many apples on those 2 trees that the trunks bent over from so much weight. I got out of the car and started to pick. They were Ida Reds, my favorite... and they tasted superbly delicious. What I was doing was illegal, but I didn't care. The home on the multi acre lot was so far in the rear that I doubt they noticed. After filling a couple of bags with the tasty apples, we left and I made a mental note to find the name of this street.

I never was able to identify the street. There were no markings. A year later on an October day, I went back to the area hoping once more to find that road and pick those incredible apples. I searched high & low, near and far, but I could not locate that strange road. A week later, I went back again and did a methodical search of every street, every country lane, and every stretch of road possible, but I simply could not find it. Over the next 3 years, I went back a half a dozen times and still could not locate it. THE STREET HAD DISAPPEARED !

This forum talks about vortexes that exist in places like the Ukraine, the middle east, Sedona, arizona, and others. These are major vortexes that whisk you away into another dimension. But I propose that there are smaller, mini vortexes that exist in every community. On that golden autumn day many years ago, my desire for apples unconsciously directed me to that mini vortex where I entered an alternate reality, dimension, or parallel earth... whatever you want to call it. It lasted only for about 20 minutes. One could argue that the owners of that property cut down the big apple trees and that obscured my judgement in recognizing the street... Possible, but I would still have recognized the unusual characteristics of the street.
 
Is that why we have a double someplace? Many times (maybe 6-7 times till now) people think I am another person, say hello are how you? to see that I am not the person they think I am.

Daphne du Maurier wrote some stories about this subject about realities that collide, very interesting subject.
Aren't those called "dopelgangers" (double walkers)? I read recently that these unrelated look-alikes have similar DNA, which makes sense in terms of body appearance. My first thought is this is related to the random chance of certain genes getting mixed into similar arrangements.
 
Loreta, pourrai-tu donner les titres de ses livres sur ces réalités qui se heurtent... Merci d'avance

Loreta, could you give the titles of her books on these colliding realities... Thank you in advance
Ce sont des nouvelles qu'elle a écrites, quelques-unes apparaissent dans son livre "les Oiseaux" et d'autres dans un autre livre de nouvelles intitulé "Pas après minuit". Je me rappelle une histoire en particulier, une femme retourne chez elle, mais chez elle n'est plus chez elle. D'autres personnes vivent dans son logement…

Un roman qui m'avait impressionné quand je l'ai lu est : "la maison sur le rivage" ou un homme voyage dans l'espace temps. Il voyage en fait entre deux réalités.

Mais ce sont des nouvelles, de la fiction. Cependant, je crois que Du Maurier savait beaucoup sur ces sujets étranges et mystérieux.


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These are short stories that she wrote, some of them appear in her book "The Birds" and others in another book of short stories called "Don't look now". I remember one story in particular, a woman returns home, but home is no longer home. Other people live in her home...



A novel that impressed me when I read it was "House on the Shore" where a man travels through space and time. He actually travels between two realities.

But these are short stories, fiction. However, I believe that Du Maurier knew a lot about these strange and mysterious subjects.
 
I want to share an experience that happened many years ago where I believe I slipped into an alternate reality. I had visited an arboretum in the country on a gorgeous fall day. Upon leaving the arboretum, I was aimlessly driving around the semi rural countryside with my girlfriend and had a taste for apples. I especially like the tart apples and like to pick them fresh from the trees. I casually made a turn on an interesting looking side street and noticed the pavement abruptly ending after a half a mile. The rest of the road was gravel. I thought that was kind of odd and the street looked odd. It didn't have the look and feel of the surrounding area. The homes were positioned way in the rear. As I continued to meander down the road, I noticed two enormous apple trees, side by side, drooping over with a heavenly bounty of apples right next to the road. Wow... I couldn't believe my luck. There were so many apples on those 2 trees that the trunks bent over from so much weight. I got out of the car and started to pick. They were Ida Reds, my favorite... and they tasted superbly delicious. What I was doing was illegal, but I didn't care. The home on the multi acre lot was so far in the rear that I doubt they noticed. After filling a couple of bags with the tasty apples, we left and I made a mental note to find the name of this street.

I never was able to identify the street. There were no markings. A year later on an October day, I went back to the area hoping once more to find that road and pick those incredible apples. I searched high & low, near and far, but I could not locate that strange road. A week later, I went back again and did a methodical search of every street, every country lane, and every stretch of road possible, but I simply could not find it. Over the next 3 years, I went back a half a dozen times and still could not locate it. THE STREET HAD DISAPPEARED !

This forum talks about vortexes that exist in places like the Ukraine, the middle east, Sedona, arizona, and others. These are major vortexes that whisk you away into another dimension. But I propose that there are smaller, mini vortexes that exist in every community. On that golden autumn day many years ago, my desire for apples unconsciously directed me to that mini vortex where I entered an alternate reality, dimension, or parallel earth... whatever you want to call it. It lasted only for about 20 minutes. One could argue that the owners of that property cut down the big apple trees and that obscured my judgement in recognizing the street... Possible, but I would still have recognized the unusual characteristics of the street.
I can assure you that is a story a la Du Maurier! I like that.
 
Just yesterday

I listened to a german interview at Nuoviso/Nuoflix in the series “Cafe+ with Katrin Huss” about paranormal phenomenas. A couple was intervjued, from which the guy had a most fascinating experience to tell from the time when he was 8 years old.


But the thing is, this parallel world type of event was experienced not just by him, but also by his mother, aunt and grandmother all together.

Let’s see if i get the story together.

All four plus a friend, went into the woods on a beautiful autumn day somewhere in east (?) Germany. They came to a forst look-out point, a wooden tower, which was murky so they didn’t climb up there. The place was shrouded with dense bushes - so they decided to go around it (instead of giving up, going back) They discovered a very small path. So, there they went. Along that path noticing lush green grass everywhere - which was odd given that the landscape was already deep into autumn with yellow and brown colors in most places.

One of the five, a guy who was passionate about mushrooms, saw a bunch in a cluster, which he did not recognize (despite knowing these lands well) and said he would investigate those (together with his little mushroom book he always carried with him).

The other four continued, until they reached a t-shaped crossing. There, one path was again shrouded with dense bushes - so they chose the other way. Then - in about 60 meter distance a strange old type of wooden carriage was standing diagonally half off the road. (without any horses) The 8 year old boy didn’t say anything at first. But his grandmother said it out loud, that there was indeed a carriage.

Suddenly a door opened and two kids ran out. They were dressed in old clothes like what you would expect having been worn hundreds years ago. The boy and the girl grabbed each others hands and circled around, dancing. With the oddity that there was no sound, no voices, not even bird sounds to be heard in the air. Then then those children ran around the carriage (that’s when they realized that there were no horse present). The kids anew grabbed each others hands - dancing with each other in circles seemingly laughing.

(In the video, they show well made, fine detailed drawings of the scene, as well the two kids and their clothes)

The 8 year old boy and his 10 year older aunt stepped a few meters forward towards the carriage - as the mom and grandmother yelled to their kids, immediately to come back. Which they did, but doing so by walking backwards, in order not to loose the scene out of they eyes.

In that very moment they saw how the children stopped dancing instantaneously - and the girl was running/getting rapidly pulled into the carriage with the boy following - and disappeared.

The four left the scene, utterly puzzled over what they just had witnessed, going back in order to the get their friend which they had left at the cluster of mushrooms. He was still kneeling in the same position. According him, no time had passed since the four left him there.

They pulled him away from the mushrooms in the urgency of wanting to show him the incredible scene of the carriage.

All five then went back to that place - but the carriage was gone. Instead a pile of wood stood in its place. They searched and searched, everywhere - but neither carriage nor the children were to be found. No traces in the ground either (To me everything instinctively sounded like a trap they were supposed to walk into earlier).

And later - it showed that those unexpected appearing mushrooms… were poisonous !

So, i am glad @deluz that those apples you ate were no bad apples, after you walked on that strange road you never could find ever again…
 
Since lost time and seeing bizarre things are a feature of “alien“ (hyperdimensional or paranormal) encounters, this could be one of the explanations for some of these experiences. It seems to be something that can “play with“ people's perceptions.
 
A similar event is described in the Wave and in a C's session. One wonders if some of the 411 disappearances are people who have stepped into such an anomaly and not returning back.
I recall one account where a guy was walking in a forest and noticed the light and scenery became different at a certain point. After some initial unease, he began retreating, only to be terrified seeing behind hime a boney, enlongated hand with long fingernails reaching to grab him.
 

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