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Day By Day Shifter
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Maglitchtrix
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Hello everyone. My apologies that I haven't been back on here in a few days. Ronny's days off were the past couple of days so I interacted with Bret and Sarah. Things there are getting rather tense so I took a couple of days and tried to help her deal with a few things.
As far as timeline is concerned, my timeline appears to be an exact parallel of this one. We are also in the year 2011. Our months are the same. Our days are also the same but some of the spellings are different. Moonday, Marsday, Mercuday, Jupiday, Venusday, Saturnday, Sunday.
9 March
Work last night was the same as usual. Some people come into the emergency department and act as though they are the only ones with any kind of ailment, be it debilitating or of a lesser extent. I can't remember the last time I have interacted with so many self centered people. In their defense, I am used to interacting with military members so that is most likely why there is a certain degree of respect. A female came in last night claiming that she was experiencing lower back pain. She was a younger female in her early 20's and came in with what I assume is her boyfriend. They had to be escorted off campus when they both started yelling at one of the doctors. Apparently the female was upset when she couldn't get a pain medication prescribed for her. I was later briefed that she was a regular and frequently came in for drugs like vicodin. It's sad that someone so young is addicted to that point. Maybe she really does have back pain. If so she displayed super human strength on the way out trying to fight us. Definately not in any pain at that point. Back home Vicodin, or as we call it Percodin has been banned. It is still a street drug that is often exchanged, even with the Enforcers. We had far to many overdoses and chemical dependencies that were brought to light during the Siera Conflict in 1998.
Bingo last night was fun. Bret is a smart youth. He appears to excel at some things but has difficulty in other aspects. I don't think that he has the patience to sit still in class. He never finishes his work because he is also fidgeting around. Sarah says the counseler calls it ADD and that we (her and Ronny) might need to think about getting him a prescription in the future. I am against any drug that dulls down natural reflects. I don't know Ronny's stance on it, so I just respond with maybe.
Sarah and I walked the 2 dogs today and I read some more of the history book that I borrowed from the library. As I read I realize that my home and here are very closely related. If I am thinking in terms of the multiverse theory then our two places are probably siblings of each other. I can see how a different decision here or there by someone in a position of power could lead to the different realities. How a car name can be different when the car is the same and so forth.
Today I received a phone call from Ronny's mom. She left a message as I did not have my phone next to me. Back home we keep the phones handy, but here it almost seems like an addiction to always have it at hand. We are an information driven society back home, but not so much as here I gather. Even youths have phones here. Back home that is unheard of.
Ronny's mom sounds like mine. I'm going to call her later and try to find out more about me (Ronny).Maglitchtrix
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10 March
Night time now. Sarah and Bret are asleep. We had a pretty whirlwind of a day today. Bret stayed home from school so we interacted all day. Sarah wanted to reward him for his school work so she let him do what she called playing hookie. Back home that is frowned upon. I went to a year round school and we only had 10 years of schooling. Starting at age 6 until age 16 at which point all of the males went into a mandatory 2 year military academy. Thinking about it now I guess that it technically constitutes 12 years of schooling. Females can join the training after primary schooling but it's optional. Again, maybe that's the reason that our society is very maneristic compared to the individuals that I have encountered here.
We took Bret to Chuck E. Cheese's for lunch. This pizza restaurant is very over priced and the food isn't very good. It is all very greasy. I believe that you are paying for the atmosphere for the children. Bret really enjoyed himself so I guess that is what mattered in this occasion. I ate the salad after I bit into the pizza and tasted how oily it was. My hands were also coated in grease so I chose not to finish my portion. He said "Daddy, you love pizza. Why aren't you eating?" I forced myself through a slice with him and ate salad while he was "wack'n moles" (?).
After Chuck E. Cheese's we went and played miniature golf. This was a bit more fun but I had to remind myself not to be so competitive. Sports back home are extremely intense, so a casual game like miniature golf was new to me. Bret had a thorpe of fun as did Sarah. I hit the ball very hard at first and we were almost removed from gameplay. I have never played golf, so I was under the assumption that you had to hit the ball harder. They informed me that it was called "putt putt" for a reason.
After that Bret and Sarah visited Sarah's parents and I called Ronny's mother. There was a familiarity to her voice but that was the extent of it. I could tell that Ronny hardly ever interacts with his mother. She called to ask how he was since they haven't talked in a few weeks. She said that I (Ronny) sounded different. I told her that I have been going to a doctor because I am having some amnesia problems. She overreacted hugely! Apparently she still worries about him, as I assume my mother does for me. I asked her how my father is. She started crying and asked me how I couldn't remember his death. We stopped talking after that.
Tomorrow I am going to go to a psychic. I don't believe in the supernatural but I am open to anything at this point. I would be a fool not to think that there are things going on behind the scenes that I am not privy to.Maglitchtrix
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11 March
Slept this morning for a few hours since I have work tonight. The weather is changing here so it is starting to warm up. Went and interacted with a psychic that I found in a phone book. I feel like phone books are convenient but a waste of resources. With all of the information that is available on the internet here, I wonder why so many trees are cut down to produce these giant tomes. I did, however, make use of the one I found in the kitchen to contact a psychic named Lana. She seemed genuine on the phone when I called her. I believe that she believes what she is saying. I met her around 1430. Sarah was getting Bret from school and I told her that I needed to run some necessities. She corrects me and tells me they are called errands. Ok.
Lana lives in an older house in the older part of the city. The first thing I notice when I walk in is the smell. It is very strong and putrid. Incense. It smells like a maple tree caught fire and was smoldering throughout the entire dwelling. She is an older female, late 40's. Her hair is pulled back tight to her forehead and she is wearing minimal makeup.
-As a side note I am completely against the concept of make up here. There is so much natural beauty that females should not have to hide behind a facade. Only actresses wear make up back home. Even Sarah wears it.
She escorts me to a big room in the back of the house. It is very open and there are 2 chairs in the room with a small table between the two. A lamp is dimmed in the corner of the room. Next to the lamp is a candle that is not lit yet. As we enter she lights the candle and closes the curtains in the room. She tells me that in order to contact the spirits she needs to create the right ambience. I do not know what to expect as I sit down. She sits across from me and ask me what it is that I seek. I tell her that I want clarity. I am familiar with charlatons and con artists so I wanted to limit the amount of information that I gave her. Most of the con artists back home are in the Yorks but we still have travelers that are interested in only taking your belongings. We refer to them as Grifts. She asks for my hands. I place them into hers and notice how gentle her touch is. I imagine that she has children and has most likely never worked at a labor intensive job in her life. As she examines the lines upon my palm she tells me that I am not from here.
-Ok, so here is how con artists work. They do what you refer to as cold reading. It took me a few moments on the internet to pinpoint the exact term, but thats it. We call it probing. It is where someone asks you leading questions and gives generalizations in order to try and get you to infer the answer that you want. Everyone who is enrolled in the Academy takes a mandatory class to learn how to counter the techniques associated with the Grifts. Last thing a military member needs is to compromise their Command.
I sense the Grift when she says that I am not from here. I believe that Colorado is a state that gets many people from all walks of life. The people born here are referred to as Natives, but it is a small percentage compared to those that move here.(I gather this from the internet later). She takes a chance and hits. She also tells me that I will find what I am looking for but that it will take me a long time to realize that what I am looking for may be right in front of me. A very generic response. I feign ignorance. What do you think that means? She tells me that I have a long road in front of me but if I stay the course that I will have come out of everything that I am dealing with stronger.
I lay it all on the ground at her feet and tell her that I think that I am from another world and that my conciousness is in someone else's body. She looks at me confused for a moment and asks me to leave. I ask why and she tells me that if I am going to make a mockery of her life's work then I need to leave. I try to tell her that I am serious but she won't listen at this point. I leave my money on a table by the door and leave.
I find it oronic that someone who is open to the idea that you can communicate with spirits doesn't believe in the possibility of inter-planetary travel.
HDRKID
Senior Member
OK, there are two possibilities we are dealing with here and they are:
A. That you are telling us the truth as you see it.B. That you are joking around with us.
Let use assume - A were the proper answer.
Then we have it split into two more:
A. That you are completely crazy.B. That you are doing quantum time travel.
Let us assume - B is correct in this case.
Well, I have done quantum and you have two sets of memories.
In fact, you remember your past life as if it were a dream that is a bit faded, but you can still access.
Problem is that you claim you do not have all the memories. In fact, that is rare.
Typically, it is your original life that is hard to remember for you.
Think of an UFO abductee, of which I know many. They have fragmentary memories. Also experience having time missing. People claim they just imagine it. Well, they have scars. However, they also have a memory gap.
Hypnosis is used to fill in gaps. Often the human mind will block out unpleasant memories. Perhaps, hypnosis is a tool you can use. The mysteries of the human mind are many.
Traveler Malaki
Member
This is interesting; it sounds a lot like this shift is sticking. When I done my travels to other universes by "switching out" with my alternate it never lasts for more than a few hours. Sometimes no more than a day. When I wind up in my alternates body I always have his memories, experiences, ets. And your universe does sound a LOT like one I went to several years ago, (only through astral) it was one of the few I liked enough to visit a few more times. I have never seen a shift that is sticking for sooo long before I will look into it and find out how it happens and why.
BlaqueJacques
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I had a strange dream once, where I was somebody else, somewhere else. Agents injected me with something and waited. I walk around and find that things are different, but similar. It strangely felt different than a dream, it had some solidity...
When I woke up I felt like I slept a hundred year...
HDRKID
Senior Member
Hi ronny:
Language on an alternate timeline feels imprecise in a way. Here is an example for you
Normal
I was driving down the highway and exited on to a small country road.
Alternate Timeline
I be motoring up our engineway and turn off on a minor outland pike.
Normal
Boy, check the oil and close the hood.
ATL
Meter our lubrication and adjust our enginecap me lad.
It can be a bit hard to follow at first, but the words are similar to common ones we use. The accent often sounds vague european.
